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Chardon in tears; the three whose life had been so straightforward hitherto were overcome by the thought that David must go into hiding. And how, moreover, could they hope to escape the invisible spies who henceforth would dog every least movement of a man, unluckily so absent-minded? "Gif montame vill vait ein liddle kvarter hour, she can regonnoitre der enemy's camp," put in Kolb.

"I should have done better still if I had never come into the world," Lucien answered. "Good-bye, Kolb; I don't bear you any grudge for thinking as I think myself. Tell David that I was sorry I could not bid him good-bye, and say that this was my last thought."

When Eve took the management of the business, she began by taking stock. She set Kolb and Marion and Cerizet to work, and the workshop was put to rights, cleaned out, and set in order.

"Isn't it better to have somebody who knows the workshop?" asked the fat Cointet. Eve made no reply; she took leave of the brothers, vowing inwardly to look after Cerizet. "Well, here are our enemies in the place!" laughed David, when Eve brought out the papers for his signature at dinner-time. "Pshaw!" said she, "I will answer for Kolb and Marion; they alone would look after things.

Yes ma'am, I knowed de Lees, an' de Joiners, but on de river den an' long afte', an' worked for 'em lots in Clay County." Anna Baker, Ex-slave, Monroe County FEC Mrs. Richard Kolb Rewrite, Pauline Loveless Edited, Clara E. Stokes ANNA BAKER Aberdeen, Mississippi Anna Baker, 80-year old ex-slave, is tall and well built. She is what the Negroes term a "high brown."

The field-chaplain Kolb spake thus to the assembled soldiery: "Your forefathers in a like case would have swum through the Rhine to attack the enemy; at the slightest call they marched to battle; the Gospel itself does not move you." These words were uttered with impunity; but yet they produced no effect. The men of Solothurn, Basel, Schaffhausen, Biel and Muehlhausen also joined the Bernese.

"You shall see dot I oonderstand mein pizness; for gif I look like ein German, I am ein drue Vrenchman, and vat is more, I am ver' conning." "Oh! madame, do let him go," begged Marion. "He is only thinking of saving his master; he hasn't another thought in his head. Kolb is not an Alsacien, he is eh! well a regular Newfoundland dog for rescuing folk."

Among other mail awaiting us was the following letter, bearing the postmark of Hite, Utah: "KOLB BROS., "DEAR FRIENDS: "Well I got here at last after seventeen days in Cataract Canyon. The old boat will stand a little quiet water but will never go through another rapid.

We were admitted immediately to his Eminence, Cardinal Agostino Riverola. Mr Kolb introduced me. I acquainted the Cardinal with the object of my visit to him, as he was the chief of the Capuchins. I urged the injustice of allowing such a libel to exist in the Convent at Damascus, pointing out that the inscription stated that Padre Tommaso was assassinated by the Hebrews.

"Nothing easier; the gaffer has come fairly by his nickname," said Cerizet. At the sound of the fat Cointet's voice, Kolb guessed at once that they were talking about his master, especially as the sense of the words began to dawn upon him; but, when he recognized Cerizet's tones, his astonishment grew more and more. "Und dat fellow haf eaten his pread!" he thought, horror-stricken.