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| The ? p;j: Stsbsiii Copyright. 1903. by H ' I1 zqpxS.T W ? % CHAPTER XXII. ? * b>|>jHE next morning, after breakIII fast, Mrs. IllUyer called her /I I | husband aside. * lie followed . v?J her Into the parlor, where she . 'led hint to get'beyond the bearing of the negroes in the dining room. "What's the matter with George?" . she asked him. V "Why, nothtn' as I know of," he repiled. "I haven't seen him this mornp'ltf. Is anything wrong?" "Looks like he hasn't slept a wink All night," said the woman. "Ho didn't tetch a thing on the table, an' his hands shook awful. Do you know, somehow, I believe him an' Governor Telfare quarreled up at Cranstons' last night. I never saw him look Uko - that before. He's up in the company bedroom. I passed through the hall Just now an' seed Mm settln' at the window lookln' out. Mr. Hlllyer, go up an' soo what's the matter with '1m. He'll talk to you." / With bis heart In his mouth, Hlllyer went up the stairs, sliding his hand on the banister railing. George turned his head as he entered the open door, and rose quickly, as if ashamed to be seen there without a reason for It. , "George, what's the matter with you? Ain't you well this mornln'?" the old man questioned gently. "Not very, Mr. Hlllyer," George said, dropping his eyes, "but I'll feel better when I get to work. I'm going down pretty soon." "That hain't It, my boy?that hain't it," said Hlllyer, his sympathetic eyes . resting on the troubled face before him. "SomeV has gone wrong, George, an' . ..I wish you'd tell me about It. I'd take . It as a favor?so I would. I?I?feel a big Interest In you. I don't know as I could ever explain how big It Is. Tell me, George." "It wouldn't do any good," the young man replied slowly, "and might disturb ,r you a little?you are so kind hearted." "I want to know, George." "WeH, I will tell you, Mr. Hlllyer. Do you knpw what Is the hardest thing on earth to bear? It is to be Insulted, grossly Insulted, by a man whom you can't strike." Buckley then told all inat naa taken place between him and Telfare. '. , "He said that to your cried the old * ^-man. ^ "Xes? I know jrhat It would t?** PTtrnd spertt like yore'n, my j^'Tboy, ^ dimply awful?awful! He's gfi;; a cowardly dog, but that don't make yon feel any better. Men In the northern - jjj states don't understand how wo kin ^feel as we do. on that line, but It's bred p, In the bone with us." HUlyer. suddenly turned from the \"j room and went downstairs. His wife heard him going out at the gate and called to him from the veranda, but he walked on without heeding her. -At the street corner he quickened his step, going faster and faster till he reached the warehouse. He sow Kenner and Hanks In the office, but lie passed on to George's room in the rear. There on the table lay Buckley's revolver. Thrusting It Into the pocket of his short coat he hurried out at the side door and went up the railroad to the Johnston House. Going into the ofllce be approached the desk and asked the clerk for Governor Telfare. "Ho left on the 8 o'clock train thia morning, Mr. Hlllyer," sold the clerk. "Ho had us call him at 7." "Gone?" The old man stored blankly. "Yes, he got off, but he'll be back next Sunday. He engaged the best room In the house and gave orders that It was not to be used by any one else." "Goner' Hlllyer turned and started away aimlessly. In the hall leading to the street he was met by Bascom Truitt, who stopped him. "Say, old man, what's the mntter? f Sick7" Hlllyer stared at him, but mode no reply. "Look y' here, what alls you anyway?" The old soldier placed his hand on the merchant's shoulder and turned him into a vacant room on the side of the hall, a room used by commercial travelers for displaying their wares to the village storekeepers. Hlllyer sank into a chair and groaned. Truitt heard some one passing in the hall and closed the door. "I know some'n's wrong," he said. ' "Some'n's wrong when a deacon In thtf chnrch an' a man o' yore stamp goes round white as a grave rock, with a 44 caliper gun in his pocket aav his teeth cbatterin' on as warm a day ?s this is." *1 Hlllyer told him what had happened w uwrge ana on own lauure 10 meet Tel fare. He told It In an unsteady voice, his Hps quivering as be spoke. Then, with his head' down, he added: "Has, you know I spilt human blood thirty year ago. I've prayed all them years to git Ood to blot out the crime, , gn' yet, after all that, if I'd 'a* met - Tel fare Just now, I?I reckon, ef he ' * hadn't apologized to that pore boy I'd r ' - 'a' shot.'lm dead In his tracks. I was * all upset about It. Oh^ my Ood, I'm as bad I was away back when I was young an' hot blooded!" Tmltt ehruggedftils shoulders. "Then 1 ? concerned that Telfnre wont ofT-Lgrlicn he did. Now, look here, old man.^.^tWdtt bent and to#k the revolver frojn Hljiyer and put n Into his oWn pockit. "To're antlrely unfitted to maground with a loaded fun in yore pocket. Yd^tako ' WILL N. HAREEN. j Author of " ' "Abner Daniel," "The kLand of the w" ? Th! North W.Ik Mystery." Etc. ARPER A DROTHERS ? I my nflvice air go oacjc to yore siort I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll Btud; over tills to come to some cor elusion wlp?t?(r - best, then I'll com down nn' scO> you. I'm Interested 1: p George Buckley", nn' don't you let tha slide ont?o' yore mind In yore, excite ment. He's been n friend true nt tried to mo nn' mine, nn* I'll, stand t im or die,. Now, you go on to th warcliouH^i-' "And wlj^n will you be down?" nske the merchant. "Jest ns soon as I can see some wa; out ; o* the difficulty," said Trult evastvely. "I tell you, you are too es citable?you go off half cocked. That' what got you in the trouble that yoi Bay hns worried you so much. Why even eT you had shot the scalawag jus now. you'd 'a' done It- too quick to'v hnd any fun wntehln* "'im squirm. IV rutlier see a dern coward that's wrong ed me or mine beg fer life 'an to se< Mm die. We all die?that's common ni pig trncks in wet WMther, but only the dirty, sncnkln* cowirnls i? afenrd of it You go on now; we are n-losiu' time I'll come down?I'll come down! ain't no anarchist, goin' round killln big men in office, but that feller's go to be 'tended to, an' I'll study uj some'n'." When Ilillyer hnd gone back dowi the railroad to the warehouse Truit sauntered into the hotel office. "Who time docs the next train go to Atlan tn?" he asked. "There's another on the Smitimrn a ten minutes," answered the clerk. CHAPTE1C XXIII. |?tT TIEN* Trultt arrived in the great I |A| hustling pnssenger depot In At I 11 Inntn It was noon. He elbowec L_J his way through the squirm lug mass of human beings to the street A dozen enbmen yelled nt him and ges tlculnted with their whips, but he pale no heed to them. Seeing a blue eoatec policeman on a corner, he approaches him. "Could you tell n feller ef he'd bo api to see the governor at the statehouse this time o' day?" lie asked. "No; I reckon he's out at the man sion about now," replied the officer "It's dinner time." "Well, I'll go out thar, then," Truiti said and tuoiqqL away. It was a twen ty minutes' wink through the business portion of the, city to the executive mansion on Teachtree street, near the best known and oldest clubhouse lr. the city. The building was a moderr red brick structure standing back froir the street on u well kept lawn, and at the gaunt mountaineer entered the lror gate and proceeded up the walk he saw a uniformed negro manservant at the door. "I want to see Governor Telfare," Trultt said. "Is he about?" "Yes, he's nt home," the dapper negro replied, eying Trultt from head to foot with a contemptuous glnnce, "but he don't see nobody this time o' day." uii, nun n 11; Aim, to me eviueni surprise of the servant, the mountaineer, without removing his broad brimmod slouch lint, passed by hlin Into the hall. "Well, you tell Mm thar's a fellei out here that wants to see Mm, an' thai dern quick." "But I told you"? "I know what you told me, you black Idiotf Tou tell Mm what I told"you, an* be In a hurry about It!" With tho whites of bis rolling eyes decidedly in evidence the negro backed out of the hall mumbling something Trultt could not catch. He came back In a minute. "The governor says he's occupied Just now an' ain't at home to nobody. He was Just ljin' down to take a nap. He won't let nobody disturb Mm at this time o' day." "He won't, hey?" Trultt sneered. "Well,,you tell Mm I snhl a man wants tb see Mm that kin beat the hind sights oflTn Min In the next election ef he wants to. You tell Mm that a man wants fo see Mm on a matter o' life an" death. Tell Mm that, you black fool, an' see what he'll say." The negro was absent about three minutes, and then he came back and sullenly motioned Trultt to .enter the .doo/ on the right of the ball. Telfare wag Standing at a green covered writing table and frowned and stared Impatiently at Trultt, who had not yel removed' liis lint. * . "I believe I do not recall your face," be said, extending hhi liand, "but 1 meet go many friends in going aboul over the state. You are Mr.'*- * "Oh, about as common, thank you? a little headache, that's all. How dc yon come on 7' 7 "I'm very well, thank you, but I did not catcji your name." "Oh, tny name? It's Bascom Trultt." "Well, Mr. Truitt, to bo plain, yon muat know that I'm a very busy man, and If you will tell me right out whnl you called to nee me about I'll see if we can get around to it. My private sec retary usually meets visitors and makes a note of what they wish, bnt ho is always out at lunch at this bdur." Trultt laughed. Taking a plug of -tobacco from bis pocket, he tore off a piece and put it between his teeth. "Lord bleas yore sonl," he said, "no private secretary couldn't 'tend to this job fer you." '1 don't understand yon." Telfaw V5. < eIS 1 ^DR. I. M ^i^vDEN Crown and Bridge Work a apooif?*ltv. was waxing impatient; his rrown tf&d deepened on his dark brow. "Well, it's Jest thlB a-way, governor," Truitt replied. "It seems that ns much as yon want to please yore constituents you're made one of 'em up. at Dnrley ns mad as thunder at you." "To whom do you refer?" Telfare J. was staring blankly. V "Why, I *to whom' to a young feller? i* to Qeorge Buckley, who, it seems, you e made sorter mad t'other night over at n old man Cranston's house." t "And he hns sent you to me?" sneer* ed Telfare. i- "No; he never mentioned it to me. 0, -But it seems?at least it seems to me e- from what I gather?that you Insulted 'lm like a dog?told 'im right out that 3 you 'n' him -couldn't breathe the same air, walk under the same sky, an' so y forth." t "Wlint I said on that occasion was > quite a private matter," said Telfare, fl "and, to he plain with you, I don't inti tend to discuss it." "But, you see, governor"?Truitt was 1 chewing his tobacco slowly and eying e his victim like a cat watching a mouse J ?"you see, another feller up thar, that : hain't got a thing agin his record?a e feller that never had no kin In Jail, s nur any hung, nur none in state polle tics?a feller that fit on the right sido :. all through the war?that feller hain't 1. satisfied. He don't feel right to set I still an' let you demean a pore boy ' that's doin' his level best to raise his t head up." i 3 Telfare turned pale. He looked as if he were about to fall. ) "You came to bring a challenge?" he t gasped. ! 1 "Well, I've come to do sonie'n'," said Truitt evasively. "It looks powerful like you've got to take prompt action mc uinuci. iuu vu niHUC nne speeches all over the state about the equality o' men, an* It would be a big Joke on you to have It get out that your blood wns too rich to come up ' ngln one o' the most honorable young J men In the state o' Georgia, Jest beca'se his daddy went wrong." Telfare sank Into his leather cushion* ed chair. He was very nervous, and * his pallor had extended even to hla ' white hands. "Who is the?the man that Is dissatlsfled?" he faltered. "Me," said Trultt simply. ' "You?" The governor could only ! stare In bewilderment. "Yes, me, Bas Trultt of the Fortysecond Georgia, under Colonel H. F. Plerson. My record's all right. At least ef It hain't, you kin show why It ' hain't Yes, I've come, here fer some sort q' settlement an' I'm jjoin* to ' have It or I'll turn 'the governor o4 1 Georgln across my kiiee nn' spank 'Ira ! black an' blue. No dern, fluted shlrted ' skunk kin Insult a brave, pure hearted ' friend o' mine an' leave 'im wrlthlrf ' under It, an' go off on' chuckle, Jest i becn'se of a flimsy excuse like you put j up to him. No, slree; you've got to git ' a move on you. What I would advise Is a gentlemanly apology." "Apology? You must be out of your ' mind, sir," said Telfare angrily. "I can't send nn apology to that man." "You say you cayn't, you pup," tluini dered Trultt. "Stand up! What you settlu' down fer?" And Trultt actually took the governor by the ear and I twisted It as he raised him, squirming 111,,* ' live mi cci, lu U1H ieei, " nuw 70 you like that, curse you?" Telfare, beside himself with fear and excitement, tore Trultt's hand from lils smarting ear and furiously rang the silver bell on bis desk. The servant in the hall quickly appeared. "Call a policeman!" Telfare panted. "There's one on the corner." "By gum! I hadn't calculated on that 1 move o' yore'n," said Trultt coolly. "I reckon the cop '11 slap me in jail, but I've always heard they feed purty well thar, an' I'm as hungry as a bear." | Telfare made no reply. Trultt was between him and the door or he would undoubtedly have made his escape. As It was, he only stood at his desk, whlto 1 as death and quivering from head to foot. There was a clntter of feet In the hall, 1 and a policeman, rather slight of build 1 and a head shorter than the moun* 1 talneer, entered hastily. > "What's tho trouble, governor?" he asked. Telfare swallowed and was about to spenk when Trultt broke in. "Ob, it > hain't nothin', young feller, but a litI tie 'lection dispute me 'n' Telfare had. > He.fell agin that bell accidentally jest ? now, an* that flat nosed A-rabb 'lowod he was beln' assassinated an' run fer you. uo you reckon yo're big enough to keep anybody in yore beat from beln' Injured?" The officer looked up at tbe gaunt 1 mountaineer towering over him and t then at Telfare, who seemed unable to peak. "That?that nigger said Governor Tel? fare wanted me," tbe policeman stammered. I "Well, he's got dern bad judgment ef he'd want you In a time o' need. Are you a married man?" i "Yes." "Carry any life Insurance?" "No, I don't, but what's that got r to"? "Well"?Trultt stroked his beard?"! i believe I'll take pity oil yore Wdow. I thought at fust I'd gaasl^ you 'twixt my thumb an' forefinger, but I woigt. Git out o' here r*9lgvKpKe'n'- rate i to say to Telfam" The officer, with a flushed face, i looked front One to tbe other of the i two men, his likjulrlng glance resting last pn the white, rigid countenance of , 1 TdWI,, *But the governor seemed to [. llAIR,-gw~ | Office Bank Building < / Union, ft. c have actually lost his presence or mina and could only stnre blankly. "I J*st p-anted to ax you, Telfare, how you felt about havin' the whole thln& writ up in the newspapers," Trultt said In the pause. "I know mighty nlgb Aer* newspaper reporter in the state -an' some adj'lnln' states. They will print anything I give 'em. We got sorter chummy at our last reunion. Yes, they will publish my side of this, an* of course you'll have a chance to have yore say. . As fur as I'm concerned, I'd rnilly like to have it git aronnd to all the veteran camps in the state. Most of 'em know lias Truitt by rcputatloVi. nn' when tliey hear about this f j they will Jest break the'r necks to voto fer you next election. You barely got in by a squeeze last time, but they'll rusli you In like the woods aflre when this tale glta out." "Governor, I'm waiting your orders," said Jhe policeman, who seemed to feel tha^a mistake had been made and that he was overhearing private matters. "Walt in the hall," Telfare said. "I'll | ring if I need you. This man's been drinking." "Huh!" sneered Truitt as the door closed after the policeman. "I'm dry as a chip, an' I reckon you got some o' the best settln' round, an' yet you hain't offered a feller a drap." "Now, what do you want?" Telfare asked, doggedly miserable, defeat written all over him. "Nothiu' now," answered Truitt. "I'm goin' back an' tell George Buckley that I pulled yore year fer you. He's felt this tiling purty bad?a proud man naturally would?but when I tell 'lm what I done an' that you tuck it like a dunce at school, why, it's my opinion he'll Jest feel sorry fer you. I do, I know, an' I'm free to confess I feel a little grnln ashamed myself, but that will wear off, I reckon. God Almighty ort to provide a different way o' pullln' r.klinlfu ilmvn *???!* " * u \?v n II fttvui ilic L. pV(CU| UUt 11 seems he hain't. That's all I have to say. Good day, yore excellency." Trultt left Telfare sitting at his desk, sullenly, desperately silent, and went out. Through it all the mountaineer had not removed his hat, and his chew of tobacco was still in his mouth. CHAPTER XXIV. mUE next day Truitt slouched into the warehouse, finding nillyer and George at their desks working over some bills of lading of a big shipment of cotton they were making to eastern mills. MWhar on earth have you been?" Hillyer asked eagerly. "I sent out home for, you Ah* none o* yore folks knowed a thing about you. The truth is, I got worried. I told George I was nfeard you'd gone to"? "Thnt's whar I went," said Truitt, his glance on George's expectant face, "nn* the I-ord went with me. I humiliated that skunk, an', ns fer ns I'm concerned, I'm willln' to drap the matter. Ef I was the man most interested I'd be satisfied." "What did you do, Truitt?" George was eying him eagerly, his eyes burning sullenly. Truitt made a detailed explanation, leaving out nothing. Lie spoke of it as if it lind been an ordinary business arrangement that was finally settled satisfactorily. "But," he ended, "I never felt as mean, somehow, in my life. I'm sorry he wouldn't lilt back. I'll lie durued ef he didn't Jest wiggle an' say 'oiA?li!' when I twisted his year. George, my boy, you ort not to give his words another thought. What he said to you was jest what a sneakin' coward would say. He's got less sand in his gizzard 'n any man I ever run across. I hope you are satisfied." "Yes, I'm satisfied," said George slm piy, nna ne extended bis hand, "and I'm glad there was no bloodalied. Mr. Hillyer told me what be did yesterday in a passion. We'll all have to find some way out of our troubles other than bloodshed." "God knows I agree with you on that," said Hillyer feelingly, and he turned and walked out of the office. "But that hain't all I done," said Trultt, leaning against George's desk and looking down sheepishly. "Not all?" exclaimed Buckley. "No, I got my foot Into some'n' else. Jest after I landed In town I come down here, but you wasn't about. Then, as I had notliln' to do an' remembered that I had promised Major Cranston to come in an' glvo 'lm an estimate on inovln' several hundred acres o' tun bark on some o' his mountain land, I went down thar. He's a sick man. They got 'lm propped up In a big chair in the settln' room, an' his wife an' daughter are nussln' him llko a baby. But he wanted to see me, an' they made me come In. Ills gal Is a beauty, George?but you know that?an' I never seed a body seem as much worried over a sick pusson as she was over her daddy. She loves every hnlr o' his old, white head. Whenever lie'd have a spell o' contain' slie'U actually turn pale an' run fer his medicine. Well, when I got through with him I started off, but she fullered uie out On the lawn. She wanted to nx me, she said, ef i rallly thought her pa looked had. She said she was afeard the doctor was keepln' back soine'n' nr wns behind the times an' hadn't diAgnosad the case right. I eased 'er all I could, laughln' at her fenrs tell she sorter got In a good humor, an* then In a roundabout way, 'fore site knowed wlMtt was on foot, I led up to my trip to Atlanta, an' "Heavans.^Trultt, you didn't tell her ? OPon tinned on 6th pagt.) ^ | a j ? H m m ? ? Humor and Philosophy By DUNCAN N. SMITH ?? Copyright. 1904. by Duncan M. Smith. AUGUST LONGINGS. In August when It's goo<l and hot. About 120, like & not. You think how nice To eft on Ice And dream you were in paradise. When It la hot enough to roast A monkey or an ox at most. You wish 'twere so That you could show How you appreciate good snow. 'Tie then you feel you'd like to go And be a happy Eskimo, Or with a strong, . ^ Substantial prong >* Go hunting north poles all day long. , 'Tls then with Joy your heart .would tjir$fc. If you could have tiro Iceman's Job, To rldo and clerk "J And have a Turk * To go along and do the work. You sit and sadly wonder why , *' You never kicked when heat was shy. * ' 'Twould be a'treat The game .to beat If you could only freese your feet. Oh, winter, though you are not due, ' Come back, and we'll be kind to you| ? Come hoary dad To make us glad And put our "hot wave to the bad! How Chris Won Out. During the time when your old college churn Chris Columbus was working eight hours a day discovering America, the sailors who were along with him, knowing that no matter how often they might discover America they would never get. their names in the school histories or have Bcarucrow statues set up In .parks to their memory, became very much discouraged and wanted to turn back. Chris jollied them along by telling them that when they got to America they could get work on the section for $1.25 a day, and as they were receiving but 80 cents and taking half of that In promises it satisfied them for a time. However, some of them still wanted to go back and wait until 1'rofessor Langley should perfect his flying machlno before attempting to discover America. At last some of the sailors got so Insistent In their demands that although it was not wash day Columbus ironed them, and then things ran smoother. The Modern Wsy< He wants to go w?t to kill Indians." ? 1 "He must think the government will let him start a saloon on the reservation." Midsummer. When the yellow bloom of mustard Crowds the ragweed by the fence. Then a dish of frozen custard Brings a Joy that Is immense. When the burdock and the fennel Struggle hnrd to take the town. And old Towser In his kennel By the heat la done up brown. Then the dreamy, drowsy weather Gets Into the blood And brain, And you dully wonder whether Tou will e'er be cool again. You are limp as tissue paper. Moist as mud from ditch or moat; Lest you should expand to vapor. Cooling drinks go down your throat. When the yellow bloom of mustard Crowds the ragweed by the fence. Then you gobble frosen custard. Quite regardless of expense. Still Higher Degree. "He is bright enough to be a book agent" "I hope he is bright enough not to be." One Friend Left. "Is his money all gone?" "I guess not. The bartender still 11#tens to his troubles." The Answer. In their reckless, restless grocs What Afx ?IM ? ? '? wv W to W till VY ? V CO atxjf | It it's at a watering place? "Pay, pay. pay!" t i PERT PARAGRAPHS. Some people cannot learn anything because they are chock full of misinformation. A confidence man la one who knows how to get your living. I , When a boy stirs up a hornet's rest with a stick he acquires knowledge that he never forgets. A faint heart, backed up by a fortune, has sometimes won a fair lady during leap year. A man rarely has the courage of bis convictions when his sweetheart's little brother is the subject of consideration. One season of ridicule was all that the shirt waist man could stand. , k --JSu. M '? " I fil'tt use#'AM's Sarsaparilla Mkthe fall of 1848. .Since then I. X nre taken it every VMag as a Wood-purifying and nerve-ltranfcth ning medicine." ?S. T. Jones, , > b Witiflta, Kans. ' [ If you feel run down, I are easily tired, if your nerves are weak and your blood is thin, then begin . to take the good old standf ard family medicine? \i -Ayer's Sarsaparilla. It's . ia nerve lifter, a blood . "builder.. n.NsMti*. Aiidn.ltii(?. your doctor what he thinks of thin ' Ktren(1 old family medlclue. Follow his -advice and we will be satisfied., To hasten recovery, keep .'the liver active and the bowl's regular I with Ayer's Pills. All vegetable. Wood's Seeds. Crimson Clover Sown at the last working of the Corn or Cotton Crop, can be plowed under the following April or May in time to plant corn or other crops the same season. Crimson Clover prevents winter leaching of the soil, is equal in fertilizing value to a good application of stable manure and will wonderfully increase the yield and ouality of corn or other crops which follow it. It al- > makes splendid winter and spring grazing, fine early green feed, or a good hay crop. Even if the erop is cut oil", the action of the roots an<i stubble improve the laud to a marked de- w gree. Write for price and pecial clr cular telling about seeding etc. I T.W.Wood & Sons, Seedsmen, I RICHMOND, VIRGINIA. I Wood'* Descriptive Pali Catalog, ready 9 about August 1st, tolls nil nbout Form B and Vegetable Seed. N,r Fall plnntI lug. Mailed fr> * on request. SI| Soft | If Harness |k fiftl You can m<iko your hnrHu\ niva ns soft us n Bi-ive \tFyfi^ar 'J ??| nml nn tou^h^^oi wire I y ,&j J { '< ill no*. Oil. You enn l?7 ImcL, \ VI lengthen lis life?make It hW ItltfInst twlro na long as it fct /?p#/ f EUREKA F" '' I Harness 03318 I makes a poor looking bar- 1.TJ m-aa like new. Made of InKj I pure, heavy hodle<l oil, cs- law W; peclally prepared to with- \tjjra f stand the weather. \trsfi Bf' Bold everywhere \nH II in cans?all sizes. ' Mstfa bj STANDARD (HV \ SCAIFE & HAMBLIN, -%-ATTCRrEYSAT LAW,% Foster Building. Union, S. C. J. CLOUGH WALLACE. ATORNEY AT LAW. 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