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If you prefer other medicines, by all means take them. Only we just thought we'd mention it casually, as it were that TIMSON'S is PRETTY GOOD. "How's that?" inquired the man of ideas. "Attractive, I fancy, without being bombastic. Now, one about a new novel. Ready?" The Dyspepsia of the Soul The Dyspepsia of the Soul The Dyspepsia of the Soul

I reckon the' hain't ben nothin' much but hay in his manger fer quite a spell," remarked Mr. Harum. "H'm!" said John, raising his brows, conscious of a humane but very faint interest in Mr. Timson's affairs. Mr. Harum got out a cigar, and, lighting it, gave a puff or two, and continued with what struck the younger man as a perfectly irrelevant question.

"Oh, yes," said John, smiling, as he recalled the unceasing flow of words which had enveloped Timson's explanations. "How much longer do you think you'll have to have him 'round?" asked Mr. Harum. "Well," said John, "of course your customers are strangers to me, but so far as the routine of the office is concerned I think I can manage after to-day.

He felt himself beginning to be infected with Flora Timson's mania against his will, against his sober judgment; and he spun down Bagley Hill at a runaway speed, only saved by a miracle from collision with a cart which emerged from Hincksey Lane at the jolting pace with which the rustic pursues his undeviating course.

Timson's way to take things for granted in silence, and it must be admitted that his curiosity in this particular case was not without warrant. After a scrutiny of John's face and person, which was not brief enough to be unnoticeable, he said, with a directness which left nothing in that line to be desired, "I reckon you're the new man Dave's ben gettin' up from the city."

"You'll have to put her under care next, if you don't take some steps. Send her for a sea-voyage." "I'd take her myself if I thought it would do her any good," said Tims. "But I'll lay my bottom dollar it wouldn't." "I'm afraid I think Miss Timson's view of the matter as insane as Milly's," returned Lady Thomson, tartly.

He wuz worn out no doubt by his labors before he come, and any way he wuz took bed-sick, and couldn't be moved so's the doctor said, and he bein' outside of his own head, delerius, couldn't of course advance no idees of his own, so he lay and suffered. Miss Timson's letter wuz writ to me on the 6th day of his sickness, and Josiah and me set sail for Loontown on the follerin' day after we got it.

"The substitute followed the deputy and the prisoner into the compartment, the handcuffs were slipped from Whitmore's wrist to Timson's, and, at Philadelphia, Whitmore left the train. It is now up to us to trace his movements from the time he alighted at Philadelphia until he walked to his death in his office."

With which Mr. Harum put on his overcoat and cap and departed. Mr. "No, sir," exclaimed Chet, with a sounding slap on the counter, "no, sir! The' ain't one word o' truth in't. I said myself, 'I won't stan' it, I says, 'not f'm you ner nobody else, I says, 'an' what's more, says I " The expression in the face of Mr. Timson's tormentor caused that gentleman to break off and look around.

As for Beard who engineered the deal, I doubt whether you can convict him. It will be a case of Timson's word against Beard's and, since it is impossible to obtain corroborating evidence, the judge will have to charge the jury to acquit Beard. But with Timson up here to be used as a club, I think I can force Beard to tell what he knows of the killing of his employer."

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