The Seattle Star Newspaper, November 30, 1916, Page 4

Entered a By mail, ent of city, many of us what really is our greatest hitherto have wagged the world, that its felt by all humanity and by all posterity. thanks; but those we have had always in tent. Our greatest blessing is not of the ketplace; not of the factory or the mint. that we, the people of the United Stat might, has refused to a the aggressi as sufficient excuse Prosperity is a blessing; but a greater ing hoards of gold in banks, increasing s of the over-rich, as sufficient reaso our new ind terial things, t in matters of the mind ‘or this, then, let us thank the Lord AMERICA IS 's the Colonel at? RING the whole presidential campaign we don't re-, member seeing Col. E. M Texas once prom- mentioned. | But we guess the colonel was very much on the job} here, for the first important conference which President on held with any of his associates, after the election, with Colonel House last Wednesday. | Colonel House was the only Texan who contributed more | fan $1,000 to the democratic campaign fund. He is also the! y Texan who cannot be prevailed upon to take a job with! ‘Sam. The Texas colonel is somewhat of a sphinx; he} talks in or out of school. } _ He may be conferring with the president with a view lo conducting further peace negotiations in Europe, as has put forth by the wise ones. He may be helping to lect a brand new cabinet, as has been hazarded by others. may be advising with the president about any one of a different propositions. It is all guess work, for, as we remarked, an oyster hasn't a thing on Colonel House) utter, absolute dumbness. However, considering the manner in which he played the ‘of confidential adviser to the president during the past years, as far as we are personally concerned, we are patent to see him qualify for the part again. He is a pretty| citizen, that silent, self-effacing man from Texas | Fill You Rob the Shop Girls This Christmas? ATHAT does Christmas mean to you? F Sit down alone tonight and think it over. | If it means merely the trading of a few gifts with a few ds, the filling of some children’s stockings, a gorging of inner, a drowsy smoke and an afternoon nap, something is re with your heart and your head. If this is all it means | to you, your particular brand of Christmas spirit is no better than the candles on your family Christmas tree. Its rays) jt for home consumption only. ‘ | There’s nothing new in all this. The best thing about) istmas is that it is gloriously old, and so is every thought) ed with it. | So there is nothing new in the suggestion that you con-| er for a moment a certain girl who stands all day behind counter and sells to other folks a lot of beautiful things} fl never be able to own herself. : Christmas to her means tedious hours in bed with aching) and torn nerves. For her, last-minute shoppers have mrned the day on which the Christ was born into a nightmare. | Why don’t you get busy and buy those trinkets NOW d of waiting until the 23rd? ery Mach Lawing every federal district which they traverse, all the rail-| roads have brought suit against enforcement of the Adam-| eight-hour law, in order to be on the safe side. It makes for lawyers, but it looks like a foolish tax on the House of | | ds. Only a test and definition of the Jaw are aimed at, and it to be possible for the government to arrange for a| test case, thus cutting down the expense to both sides and probably arriving at a decision the sooner. Lawyers Y an almighty big item on railroads’ expense lists, and their Let Us Give Thanks! We in the United States have much to be thankful for this Thanksgiving day; but perhaps it has not occurred to America is developing, has almost developed, a national conscience so different from the national consciences that are material things for which we may and do give Peace is a blessing; but a greater blessing lies in the fact peace, when other people went to war for lesser causes than we have had; in the fact that America, conscious of her fact that we, the people of the United States, are demand- perity for all, when the precedent has been to re- The war has taught us to do for ourselves, and this, too, is a blessing; but a greater blessing lies in the fact that in lence we have developed not only in ma- Not for the things we have in abundance should we be most thankful; but for the fact that at last we are begin- to use our abundance for the benefit of all humanity. THINKING, AND THINKING RIGHT! N “Men A Novel A Week (Continued From Our Last OW came Mr, Cortwright’s 5 | turn to get up and walk the floor, It was not until he had extended «the meditative that he stopped short and came Jerk “Come here” he |with a quick finger engineer, and hen Br joined him an you al that Iittle caucus over yonde The “caucus” was a knot of ex cited men blocking the sidewalk in front of Garner's real estate of culled up blessing. on the opposite side of the influence must be The purpons, of the ox cited ones was not diffieutt to divine They were all trying to }erewd Into the Kansas City man's place of business at once. It looks Hike a run on sald Broulilard It in.” was the "That thing has got to be nipped in the bud, right now! | You,” Broulllard agreed, “Give me a free hand with your check book for a few minutes, and I'll try to stop it.” It spoke volumes for the million-| aire promoter's quick discernment | that he asked no questions. “Do| it," he snapped greater or less ex- forum or the mar- a bank,” es, have demanded ions and insults of You selling Mirapolis hold.) to bathe another lings short today, Garner?” he ask ed, when he had pushed thru the - - . crowd to the spect # donk, And ble: ng lies in the when Garner laughed and sald there were no takers, he placed his order promptly. “You may bid tn for me, at yesterday's prices, any thing within the city limita. lyour papers over to my offi banking hours, and we'll whatever you've been able to pick| up.” | | He sald tt quietly, but there could be no privacy at such a time and fn such a place, | “What's that, Mr. Broulfllard?” demanded one of the counter jam. "You're giving Garner a blank card to buy for your account? Bay that’s plenty good enough for me Garner, cancel my order to sell, will you? When the chief engineer of the government water works be Heves in Mirapolis futures, and bets his money on ‘em, I'm not selling.” Two houra later Mirapolis bad a |new thrill, The suddenly evoked excitement focused in a crowd be sieging the window of the principal | [Jewelry shop-—focused more deft- .|nitely upon a square of white paper in the window {fn the center of which was displayed a little heap of virgin gold tn small ouggets and oOaree grains While the crowds tn the street) Were «till struggling and fighting| to get near onough to read the Inb- eling placard, the Dally Spot-Light came out with an extra which was jal head-lines, the telegraph wires to the East were burzing, and the town had gone mad. The gold | #pecimen--so sald the placard and |the news extra—had been washed from one of the bara in the Niquola, By % o'clock the madness had culminated {mn the complete stop- page of all work among the town butlders and on the great dam as) well, and gold-crazed mobs vere frantically digging and panning on |every bar tn the river from the val jley outlet to the power dam five! | miles away | o'clock In the afternoon of the day in which Mirapolis went | placer mad when word came to the Reclamation Service headquarters Bring hekels in the cof- n for nation-wide and spirit as well. Our God: By (he The bountiful And today To give thanks to Jehovah, the that the power was cut off and that! cae there were no longer men enough For Thee, Everlasting, All at the mixers and on the forms to! What our narrow unlverse| keep the work going If the power | For our are a watch tn the| Should come on again } n Handley, the new fourth assist- And cur years as a tale that t*/ant, brought the news, dropping 8 jheavily into « chair. Yet today, as a nation, all-grateful.| “Why didn't you fellows turn We bs A A h to Thy presence 4!-\ out?” he demanded savagely of To acknowledge Thy infinite biess-|Leshington, Anson and Grislow, | ings, | who were lounging in the office a For the — and Ite fulness are/ very pointedly walting for the }lghtning to strike: man For another year Thou hast pre-jand I have done everything but CP hn commit cold-blooded murder to ajar ag El a td wreck ng | noid the men on the Job. Where's Over us, thru T nfinite merey jthe boss?” reat banner of Peace is un-| Nobody knew x | “It's time somebody was getting Preserve us. protec *, defend ua busy,” snaried Handley. “There For our guard without Thee would get exe are a hundred May Thy Spirit enlighten our coun | tons of fresh con- crete lying In the forms just as c they were dumped—with no pud-| And Thy Peace evermore with us! diers—to say nothing of half as Pe ee |much more freezing to solid rock ODD, ISN'T IT? |right now in the mixers and on the telphers,” Grisiow got up and reached for his coat and hat I'm going out to hunt he said, “and better do the same.” The suggestion was carried out immediately by the three to whom it was made, but the hydrographer | contrived to be the Jast to leave WHITTINSVILLE, Mass.—They | the room. When he found himself speak better of booze here wince /aione he returned hastily to the} six barrels of cider saved Sarkis! desk, rummaging in it until he was | Acedishian’s farm buildings from | fully convinced that the little buck- fire when the water gave out skin bag of nuge: was gone joeateen Then, instead of following the oth Now 1s the time for all good jan-| ors, he took a field glass and went itors to come to the aid of their/to the window to focus it upon the tenants. | Massingale cabin Try this on your typewriter, The powerful glass brought out ; |two figures on the cabin poreh, a When painting the floor of « | room, care should be taken not to |(— paint yourself into a corner. This | can be avoided by painting in cir cles so that you'll be left in the middle. for the you fellows | . DO YOU KNOW— finally come out of passenger and shipper. A Poor Plan GAIN attention is called to the fact that it is a repudiated house which meets next month to serve the country What would be thought of any employer who fired an ¢ for bad work and still let him hang on to the job for months? Why, that employer would be classed as a fool. fet, this is exactly what the nation does in respect of its jen at Washington. t The house, which convenes in December, will consist ly of defeated members. They wouldn't be human ings if they were not reckless and indifferent about their mot perpetrated in that house before March 4th. December 2—Nonpartisan day! early. Private sincerity is a public welfare—C. A. Bartol. Do your signing . It will be little short of miraculous if a lot of deviltry | The old-fashioned solid garden|! | hose is seldom called for any more , after ft father wouldn't | now that the hollow kind is on the || | market? A jury in Chicago stayed out for 18 hours and finally turned in a/! verdict that the prisoner was guilty of intoxication because he | was found trying to make the lion in front of the Art Institute go fetch his cane when he'd thrown It in the la would stop that em- barrassing itching! That itching, burning skin-trouble || which keeps you scratching and i is a source of disgust to | well as of torment to you, Why don’t you get rid of it by using Resinol Ointment? Physicians have prescribed it for over 20 years, In most cases, it gtopsitching instantly | ard nentaasditione promptly. It is very easy and economical to use, | GILL OPENS BAZAAR Mayor H. C. Gill opened the|| bazaar of Norrona lodge of the J. | jo G. T, Wednesday evening, in the I. O. G. T, hall, 1109 Virginia || st | The fair will continue until mid- || night Saturday, | BECAUSE THE pumping station || can't be used, the University of Washington has asked the city for a manufacturers’ water ra’ Sold by all drugg! te Dept. ON, Reni For sample free, write | | Baltimore, Md, | STAR—THURSDAY, NOV, 30, 1916, ' gaeenrsegrrsesrerers taaaeaagtasgatretersrrrreertenerieesy setenesrneatetsarte yyy ‘The City of Numbered Days’ joxt Week in the Raw” By WM. McLEOD RAINE ARLGREATTTTATTaTERE: | STRRTTA RTARTA Tae Issue)| woman and a man, ered the Hrouttiard luxuriously ‘Oh, w \out of the inventive trance with «| @tely prosperous,” Jocome to see wan telling him curtly,| DAV power drills, and electric ore ok for the|@4™, and an aerial tramway down iilard |to the place where jyard ts going to be, Bot when I was PAGE 4 nv Grisiow low. glann CHAPTER VI was sunning himselt on the porch step at stump-and-go to one of the windows |e Massingale house. } © are prosperous, desper. | | the girl he had “We the rallroad in Mirapolia this morning I heard that the rail road wasn't coming, after all in why I left the no h ing could spare the time. you It pwn't it It woul means That at your office up if you I felt sure you to come id know.” means a great deal to you, tT’ he sald evasively everything—a thou sand times more now than it did before. Susan,’ some sort of a stock arrangement | that I de Mr. erlsp reply jof his assoctates have been trying to buy an interest Cortwright and some the ‘Little theni in on Father let on't understand and then made himself personally responsl ble for a money.” Horrowed of Mr. dreadful lot of borrowed Cortw@ght?” queried Broufllard No; Stevie nor I knew about ft until) was done, and even then) of the bank Netther explain, He has been Ike a man out of bis mind wince him The day road will Mr ore with train see how railroad.” Broaiia don't m ! rumor ean lift What morning p mort chwkin they a away.” I've # gravely Ill explain. everything which ve How can yo! Cortwright got hold of is rose-colored is growing richer every is true—and the ratl let us into the smelters loads of ft. But you it all depends upon the ard gave a wonder that you of heard is a fact the quitting nervous. But your burdens in town this the rallroad ade on le have stopped work on the} extension, Don't faint going to begin again right) sho “Ar be # ven the er,” he naid Let's go back # bit and Do you remember my Ranped © you [eeadebesseenes: | low whistle. 1! Co Charles | | PICTURES + TRUe — Now OV FROM | OF You IN THE PAPERS, MR HORe is my - - | | telling you that your brother had| tried to bribe me to use my influ ence with “Aw if I should ever be able to) my hands, forget tt! “Weill, did—he took h Mr. Ford?” “ she protested that wan't all that he me to one of the bars in the Niquota, and let me prove for myself that It was tolerably rich placer ground. The threat was a curious one. If I'd say the right thing to President Fort, well and good; if not, your brother would Gisarrange things for the sovernment by giving y the secret of be to force.” “And you — you belfeved an} the gold placers. this?” she anked faintly, “Twas compelled to believe tt. He Wt me pan out the preof for myself; a heaping spoonful of kote and fale of the sand. | turned my head, Amy; would have | turned it, I'm afraid, if Steve hadn't |choked back the sudden maledic- xplaingd | wouldn't run an rich a it is murmured and for that reason you used your! for influence No” grain gold in a few pan- It pretty nearly that the as a whole, the sample.” dreadful-—dreadful!” she 1, “You believed him, with Mr. Ford? Bot you did advise Mr. Ford to build the Yes.” “Then must know Extension?" why did you do ft? 1 it is my right to know,” | To turn | the valley {nto a placer camp would |former position, disorganize our working | the porch post, and she had grown | man I've been wanting to see; you are pretty close {n with the Cortwright junta—ie {t true that free whiskey has been dealt out to the crowd over the bar in the Niquoia building?” catching of her breath | “Your brother put a weapon tn and I have used it There was one rure way to make! the rallroad people get busy again. | | They couldnt elt still if all the world were trying to get to a new Brouillard said that he did not jgold camp, to which se already know, which was true, and that he | have . “gr ew and nearly | could not belleve it possible Feney for the steel.” — But Castner was shaking his rAnd you have nend | © nodded Mr. Broulllard, I want to tell at bet Levy eho spoonful Of | you this: somebody in authority is / ets in his raftil ; com- She had retreated to take her | &Tafting upon the vice of this com munity, not only today but all the ume. “The community is certainly vic- fous enough to warrant any charge you can make,” admitted Broui)- lard. Then he changed the topic abruptly. “Have you seen Miss Massingale since noon?” “Yes; I eaw her with Smith, the cattleman, at the other end of the Avenue about an bour ago.” “Heavens!” gritted the engineer. “Didn't Smith know better than to take her down there at such a time leaning against suddenly calm. | ‘God sometimes saves us in spite) of ourselves.” she said “The excitement will There are no placers in the Ni-; quola. The bars e been pros pected again and in.” “They have been?——" Broulllard turned on his heel and jtion that rose to his lips. 1 see—after so long a time,” he y, as this? went on. “Your brother merely ‘anlted’ © few shovelfuls of sand|, The young missionary was frown- my especial benefit. Great |'®S thoughtfully. “I think it was the other way about. Her brother bas been drinking again, and I took upon his | !t for granted that she and Smith were looking for him.” easy mark!” | heavens, but I w . Brouillard descended disheartened subordinates Ike a whirlwind of invincible energy.| Broulllard buttoned his coat and Gassman was told off to bring | Pulled his soft hat over his ¢ the Indians, who alone were loyally |__“T'™, Boing to look for her,” he He got up and took her in bis | indifferent to the gold craze, down | ®4/4. “Will you come along?” arms, and she #affered him, “A tow couldn't have told you. | am a free man—or T can nd! be whenever 1 choose to say the! can, word days ago, little girl, 1 But now I You ask me why I palled for | clerks | the rafiroad; 1 did it for love's She was pushing bim away ‘Oh! thing to bi she panted, ‘is love pe cheapened like that a to be sinned for?” “Why, mean? I ‘That | Cerstand dmitted ificed your convictions; Amy, girl! What do you don't understand # it, Victor; you don't un- You deliberately sacri you have And you did it In the tt sacred name of love ” The ‘sacrifice, as you call it, was made for you,” he sald. “I inerely to to if the my it and now rerio} reason.” personal as I say thing Id Mr. Ford what I should decision lay wholly with t is what he asked for opinion, And I did for love of you, Amy; I have done a much more for the same good ‘Tell me,” she said, with a quick FELL FROM LOFT; HURT THEN, WELL How a Man Who Landed on Wood Pile and Was Sore Fro m Head to Foot Found Quick Relief Once vv pon a time Edwin Putnam, who lives In the quiet, pretty ham- let of Wendel Depot, Mass., climb ed up int ing mate man living in often do. fell a nasty wood, knotted and gnarled. It was tumble, and Mr. Putnam | nfully in the back was Injured 7 he was cove wes sore Th of Sloan | been recommended to him, |\a very few hours the soreness had and the lameness had dis. | vanished | appeared }once more Sloan's {at all drug Sloan's Iniment A/LLS PA/IY Ten feet below o a loft to get some bulld- rial, Just as many another the country must Suddenly he slipped and was a pile of od with bruises, and from head to foot next day he bought a bottle | mediate Bast s Liniment which had Within He was an active man Liniment can be obtained teres, 5Oe and $1.00, from the crushers. Anson was dis-| Castner nodded, and together | patched to imprees the waiters and | put their shoulders to the \bell-boys from the Metropole; |°TW4, and pushed on into the less | Leahington was sent to the shops |20lsy but more dangerous region nd the nk to turn out the | Of the lower Avenue. islow and Handley were! “Where was it you saw them, Castner?” Brouillard as ( ordered to take charge of the | “atie se makeshift concrete handlers as fast | hey were in front of “Pegleg an they makeabioed John's,’ in the next block For himself, Broulilard reserved |, Broulllard was half-way across the most hazardous of the recrutt-|the street when Castner overtook ing expeditions. The lower Avenue | |had already become a double rank|, There was a dance-hall next door lof dives, saloons, and gambling |t® Pesleg Jobn’s barrethouse and Here, if anywhere in. the |®®m™bling rooms, and the two men dens; | craze-depopulated town, men might be found, and for once in thetr lives they should be shown how other men earned money had just reached the door when the sharp crash of a pistol-shot domi. nated the clamor of the piano. Brouillard made a quick dash for the open door of the neighboring You'll be up on the stagings : yourself, won't you?” asked Gris-|Streihouse, and Castner was so low, struggling into bis working | 90d @ second that they burst in as i Ran one man After a bit, I'm going down to| , The dingy interior of Pegteg the lower Avenue to turn out the JObn's staged a tragedy. A hand some young giant, out of whose face sudden agony had driven the brood. ing passion of intoxication, lay, You'll get yourself killed up, | loose-flung, on the sawdust-covered grumbled Leshington. “Work is floor, with Amy Massingale kneel- \the one thing you won't get out of | 28 in stricken, tearless misery be- that crowd: side him. Almost within arm’s-reach | “Wateh me.” rasped the chief,| V@2 Bruce Cortwright, the slayer, jand he was gone as soon as he| Was wrestling stubbornly with Tig It's to crooks and diamond wearers. tim they were learning how earn an honest dollar.” had said it | Smith and the fat-armed barkeeper, Strange things and strenuous | happened in the lower end of the} Niquota valley during the few! hours of daylight that remained. | And by nightfall the thing was) done, with the loss reduced to a |minimum and the makeshift 1a-| | borers dropping out in squads and| groups, some laughing, some swearing, and all too weary and toil-worn to be dangerous, “Give Do you know that on us a job if we come back tomor-. row, Mr. Broutllard?” called out the king of the gamblers in pass ing; and the ery was taken up by jothers in grim t | CHAPTER VII | Mirapolis was a roaring, wide-| jopen mining camp of twenty thou: | {sand souls by the time the rail-| road signaled its opening for busi {ness by running a mammoth ex-| {cursion from the cities of the im-| Undertaker? Do you know that it i | our Undertakers to send Turkeys at always on the job to recc Watch these Turkeys gets the graft Don't Christmas allow anyone Busy as it was, the city time to celebrate fittingly wright declared a holiday, were lavish displays of bunting, |free lunches and free lMquor—a |day of bolsterous, hilartous tri- umphings, with, incidentally, much | buying and selling and many trans. ‘fers of the precious “front foot’ or cholee “corfer,” It was in front of Bongras's that | Brouillard came upon the Reve jend Hugh Castner, the hot-hearted |young zealot who had been flung | into Mirapolis on the crest of the | tidal wave of mining excitement, “Brouiilard, this 1s simply hid cous!” he exclaimed, “You're the took Cort There the best service and best \ Phone North 525 y Francis Lynde yr, Taman SEERA Stop the Graft someone gets a nice graft for recommending an Undertaker you shall employ when death comes to your home, but call the one who will give you A Complete Funeral for Earth Burial. .. $70.00 A Complete Funeral, including Cremation $47.50 In our own Private Crematory—not County. | BLEITZ-RAFFERTY CREMATION & UNDERTAKING (CO. B A Novel A Week ht, 1914, by jeribner's Hons who wem trying to disarm him “Turn me loose,” he gritted “I'll fix him so he won't give the governor's snap away! He the story of the Coronida Grant off to the papers?—not if [ kill him til he’s too dead to bury, | guess.” Castner ignored the wrestling ; three and dropped quickly on hin [+ knees beside Stephen Mansingale bracing the misery-stricken gir with the needed word of hope and lirecting her in low tones how to help him search for the wound But Broulllard hurled himeelf with an oath upon young Cort wright, and it was he, and neither the eattleman nor the fatarmed barkeeper, who wrenched the weap on out of Cortwright’s grasp and with it menaced the babbling mur derer into silence o- Prouillard bad been summoned to a conference with Cortwright in haste and he bad responded at his leisure. How {s young ting along?” “As well could be expected |The doctor says he ts out of dan ner.” | Mr. J. Wesley Cortwright flung lhimeelf back in his luxurious swing | chair | “If young Massingale is out danger, it is time to get action Massingale get of |What Was the quarrel about, be jtween him and Van Bruce? | “It oceurs to me that your son |would be a better source of in- |formation,” said Broufllard. “Van Bruce has told me all he remembers—which isn't much, ow- ing to his own beastly condition at |the time. He says young Massin- lgale was threatening something something in connection with the, Coronida Grant—and that he got the Insane idea into his head that the only way to stop the threat was jby killing Massingale.” The eyes of the promoter were shifting while he spoke, but Broutl- lard fixed and held them before he said Why should Massingale | threaten your son, Mr. Cortwright?” | “I don't know,” denied the pro- moter. “Then I can tell you,” was the re- foinder. “Some time ago you lent David Massingale, thru the bank, a |pretty large sum of money for de- velopment expenses on the ‘Little | Susan,’ taking a mortgage on every- thing in sight to cover the loan. “Massingale’s obligation was in |short-time, bankable paper, which he expected to take up when the railroad should come in and give him a market for the ore which he has already taker out of the mine. But when the railroad was at assured fact he learned that the Red Butte smelters wouldn't take |his ore, giving some technical rea- son which he knew to be a mere excuse. The bank holds his notes If he can't pay, the bank comes back on you as his indorser, and you fa’ back on your mortgage and take thi mine. Isn't that about the siz» of dd “Tt is exactly the size of It.” Broulfllard's black syes were snap- Ding, but his voice was quite steady when he said: “You want the ‘Lit- tle Susan,’ and Massingale natur- ally thinks you're taking an unfair advantage of him to get Quite as naturally he is going to make reprisals if he can. That brings us |down to the mention of the Coron- ida Grant and Stephen Massingale’s threat—which your son can’t re- | member. “Right-o,” said Mr. Cartwright, j still |with pre-determined geniality. “What was the threat?” “I don’t know, but the guessing list is open to everybody. There was once a grant of many square miles of mountain and desert some- where in this region made to one‘ Don Estacio de Monterriba Coron- lida. Like those of most of the great Spanish land grants, the boundaries of this one were loosely described jand——" | Mr. Cortwright held up a fat hand | “I know what you're going to say, | But we went into all that at Was lington before we ever invested al jsing’e dollar in this valley, We | may be in the bed of your proposed |lake, but we're safely on Coronida | land.” “So you say,” said Brouillard quietly. “Just there is where Mas- singale comes in, I {magine. He has spent twenty years or more in this region, and he knows every }landmark in it. What if he should jbe able to put a lighted match to |your pile of kindling, Mr. Cort- wright?” “Brouillard, do you know what |you are talking about?” the pro |moter demanded. | “No; it fs only a guess. But as matters stand—with your son in- dictable for an attempted murder —if I were you, Mr. Cortwright, I believe I'd give David Massingale a chance to pay those notes at the bank.” (Continued in Our Next Issue) 90 per cent of all deaths s the rule of a number of out four to five hundred time to those who pre ommend their firm? and you will know who to dictate to you what goods for your money. 617-19-21 Kilbourne St. ’