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THE DET-TTOIT FREE PRESS-SUNDAY. APRTL i ft. 1 9 3 Adventures Into Bookland Reviews of Newly Published Books for Qirls and Boys, Conducted by the Book Brownie By Harold F.lbinger, Age 16, Bay City, Mich. "Three Points ot Honor." By sell Cordon Carter. Little, Brou and Company.

most Interesting feature of this book is that It. is based r.n the Boy Scout oath. The oath slsts of three parts, hence the name By aomi Hobbs, Ago 13, Detroit. "The Adrenturei of Tom Sawyer." By Mark Twain. Harper and Brothers.

OOKING back about 60 years ago at sundown, we see three boys walking along the Mississippi shore. They were Tom, his friend Joe, and Huck Finn. Tom and Joe were leaving home because of being abused, but Huck had no home so pKAR APVK.NTPRlCnS: Gertrude Crownflcld's name is familiar to ns ss the author of "Alison Blair." Now we have a new adventure story frum her, "Joscelyn of the -Forts." published by E. P. Dtltton and Company.

The gay yellow jarket and blue and white end papers are decorated in cross stitch designs such are found In the samplers of the period In which Joscelyn Armstrong lived. These are the work of George M. Richards, who also provided the illustrations, Jostclyn, you will learn from reading breathlessly these pages so filled with action that you cannot turn them quickly enough. Is a brave lass living in the days of the French and Indian war. Her father Is an oflieer in the British army, and when he Is assigned to Fort William Hemy his wife and daughter leave their comfortable home and lively friends in Albany to accompany him.

They all know that, danger Is to be found in the fort, but are not prepared for the horrifying experiences in store. Captain Armstrong fails to return from an expedition, and his family is still at the fort when it is attacked by the French and their Indian friends. Joscelyn'a mother is captured by one Indian and the girl herself by another, and there are many perils ahead before they are all finally united again. There Is a plot to ruin Captain Armstrong by accusing him of being traitor, hut Joscelyn, with the help of loyal Indian friends and General Montcalm the enemy commander, of all persons! -disproves the charge. You will gain a new impression of Montcalm from this description, see him as a kindly man doing all in his power to aid women and children although he had to war against the men of their families.

Girls from 12 to lfi and anyone else who likes historical talc? will be interested In "Joscelyn of the Forts." Your friend, BOOK BROWNIE. By (iladys Turret, Age 1J, (roswell, Mich. "A Frontier flirt of By Alire Turner t'urti. Ynn Publishing Company, ELINOR-(ELUE) DRUMMOND Is a little girl who lived in Virginia when that state was first settled by the English. Ellle forms a friendship with an Indian girl, the daughter of a chief, who proves herself loyal in times of danger.

Ellle has lived nearly all her life In the square stone house her father built. One day as she goes to the spring to get a bucket of water, she sees a little Indian girl, named Mahlata. who is also getting water Ellie becomes friends with Mahlata right away. One day a friend from Jamestown comes to visit Ellie. Her name is Lucy Holt.

Mr. Drum-mond. Ellie and Lucy go to the Martin plantation. Lucy and Ellie meet a girl named Corinthia Mad at the plantation. Corinthia's colt gets loose and she starts to find it and Ellie follows her.

Corinthia finds the colt but misses Ellie, who id carried away by some Indian squaws to their village. Mahlata lives In this village but cannot help Ellie right away as a squaw is watching her all the time. Put finally one day Mahlata and Ellie, the latter dressed as an Indian, start for the Drummond plantation. They have gome exciting adventures on the way. Mrs.

Drummond is very glad to have Ellle back home. After the color that the Indians put on her face wears off Ellio goes to visit Lucy. The Governor Is going to take three Indians to England with him. hut Ellle's and Lucy's two brothers save them. They do it by going to visit the three Indians, as the Governor says they may.

They give the Indians their clothes and take the Indians', thereby allowing them to escape. When the Governor comes back he notices Ellie and the two boys, and he also notices that his Indians have escaped. Ellie and the boys tell their mothers and fathers and they are very much pleased with them. If you wish to learn more about Elinor you will have to read the book. wide hosom of the late." Illustrated bjr Ueor expressed It, "It seemed to put a rainbow around everything." That was the beginning tif the Rainbow club which performed deeds r.f kindness, pretending that they made little rainbows in the world.

And of this wonderful club Georgina, Dick Morland, an artist's son. the banker, and an artist were memhets. Captain Kid, a dog and Dick's most cherished and only possession, plays a very important part in the stoiy as lifpsaver of the two children when they were lorked up in the garage. He was rewarded when Tippy iGeorginn's nurse who detested dogs of any kind) let him into the house and he was even allowed to curl up on the hearth -that is, after Tippy had wiped his paws on a cloth. There also Is somewhat of a mystery connected with the story.

The lady in the liniment wagon but, no, I won't tell you about her. Please read this book, for I'm sire you'll find it very interesting. Annie Fellows Johnston is one of my favorite authors. of the book. Rodney Owen, a likable boy of about 17, is the of the story.

His mother dies ami he is sent to his Uncle Jonath-m Eldred in Boston. Rodney's am in life is to goto the Naval ac.i emy, at Annapolis, but his mot'- er's death seems to shatter this dream. Because of his unclV -novertv Rorinev Is forced in school and go to work. His first work is with a puhlishn whom he soon finds to he 1st agitator. Rodney leaves him rather than be disloyal to his country, which would be violating one of the Points of Honor In tin Bov Scout laws.

He then a job in a second-hand book store nuuney studies nignis and even so often gets a day off and goe-down to the seashore. On one of these visits to inshore he rescues Captain Nathan Tuckaherry, of Gloucester, from drowning. The captain is very thankful and invites Rodney to rn fishing with him. On one of thes fishing trips Rodney rescues sev. eral men from a burning schooner He falls overboard after his thrilling rescue.

After clinging to a floating timber for many hours h. is finally picked up by a U. destroyer. After weeks of sickness Rodney recovers and finds out, much to his surprise, that the president ha appointed him to Annapolis. "Three Points of Honor" is Inter, esting to everyone since It tvpirie-the high ideals of life as set'for'h by the Boy Scout laws.

A Cash Prize Every Week for the Rest Book Review The girl or boy who writes the best book review for the Book-land pages each week is awarded a cash prize of Si. All you have to do to enter this weekly contest Is to follow these directions: The book about which you write must be one you have read within the venr Vnur should not be longer than 300 words. At the top of the first page of your letter write your name, age and home address, followed by the title of the bonk you are reviewing, Its author and the firm which published it. Please write or typewrite. jus as neatly as you' can, on one side only of the paper.

Tell briefly why you like the book or what characters appeal to you most. Discuss It in anv way you wish, but try to make your letter as original as possible. Address your review to the Book Brownie. Girls and Boys Section, Detroit Free Press. By Carlntta llnrner, Age 10, Oklit.

I t'i'ti flofifj lli tirur t'oi ktint liarrry. C. lOBIN HOOD" Is more of a' hoy's book than a girl's, but; I think it would interest most girls I just the same. Robin was Earl 'of Huntington. but was an outlaw because he had shot one of the king's deer.

He was supposed to have been the best archer of his time. I Robin was once In disguise and won the reward for his own cap-j 1 lire. He robbed from the rich and gave to the poor. Once a knight who looked very: sad came to Robin Hood and told i his story. He was In great need of i money and Robin gave him thej large sum he needed.

When the knight came back to pay his deht.s Robin would not accept it. There was no record kept of Robin or of any of his followers except Lit'le! John, and there is a dispute as to which country he Is buried in, England, Scotland or Ireland. i Robin Hood is a true historical; character, though some of the; stories about him have probably; oeen exaggerated. I liked the book herause it was full of adventure and humor. By Virginia Dmnhonrajian, Age II, East f.unslng, Mich, "arm (iiim nl tin Hi Amur Fi IUiiiw Johnston.

Hit-oi i in nut i in 'i, BECAUSE of the telegram which took Barby (Georgina's mother) away, Georgina had given up hope of being remembered on her biithday. But kind old Uncle Carry, the town-crier, cheered her up gn at deal when he presented her with a birthday prism. As Georgina "They glided away upon the I mm Jonflyn ol ths Form," By Jessie Ross, Age 13, Windsor, Can. "The Marehet Disappear." By Vera 0. Owner.

Robert He-Bride and Company. 'TVlIS is a romantic and humorous story of two Australians, orphans, Ariel and Fay March, who go to Ceylon to stay with their brother Robin, who is living there. When they arrive at Ceylon they find to their dlsappoinment that Robin is married and away in India, on his honeymoon. Robin has left a letter saying that his friend, Malcolm Mackenzie, will look after them until he returns, but they decide that they will go away and amuse themselves by traveling about the country. They disguise themselves, Ariel wearing a white wig as an old lady and Fay with long curls pinned on as her daughter.

They pretend they are Americans and since they are not very familiar wdth the States this causes more trouble. Malcolm Mackenzie follows and, sympathizing' with them, fiecldes not to tell them who he Is. He poses as Michael Kelly and offers to help show them around. Everything is well until Ariel loses her wig and then, of course, they have The Free Press Young Verse-Writers Edited By Sylvestre Dorian It was not unusual to see him at this time. They soon reached the island of their destination and built a small hut of branches and twigs.

The boys lived here a few weeks until Tom and Joe grew homesick. Meanwhile at home a hunt was being made for the boys. The river was dragged everywhere, thinking they were drowned while swimming. Not being found, they were considered dead, and funeral services were planned. That night, when the other boys were sleeping, Tom ran home.

Arriving there, he hid, planning to surprise the family. Just then Aunt Polly came in and Mrs. Harper, Joe's mother, was with her. They sat near where Tom was hiding. Soon they were talking.

Tom heard every word. As soon as they left he ran back to where the boys slept, awoke them, and told what he had done and heard. Sunday arrived and everyone was gathered at the church to hear the services. They began. The minister was reading, with tears In his eyes.

All at once he stopped and his eyes fixed on a balcony pew. The people all glanced there and. lo and behold, there stood the very boys for whom the services were being held. It was later learned that the boys had planned this, and soon Tom and Joe were heroes in the other children's eyes. This book Is full of adventure and a considerable amount of fun By Tom Hanson, Age 11, Smilt Ste.

Marie, Mich. "Loot of the Filling Tiraaon." By Kenneth P. Krmpton, Groxxet and Dunlnp. TREASURE! Pirates! Mystery! These three words assure a book not only interesting, but also adventurous. "Treasure Inland" and "Robinson Crusoe" have nearly met their equal.

Pirates plundering and burning ships at sea, and loot, hidden In a secret room beneath an office of a shipyard, appear In this book. Barney Barnaby tries to be a sailor. Many are his adventures In solving mysteries and outwitting pirates. One day after making a bad mistake In his work and being afraid to announce it, he goes to an old seaman's che.t that has always been in certain corner. He wishes to hide, and so lifts the lid that has never been opened, within his knowledge.

Imagine his amazement and suspicion when. Instead of a bottom in the chest, he sees a flight of steps leading downward. This Is an Interesting book that will be read by many, I'm sure. slon you have a strong natural tendency to write rhythmically. But this tendency cannot develop by itself.

You must practice often, read the writings of others who have written well, and try at every possible chance to Improve, strengthen and beautify your work. Your rhythm is confused, so that all we have sad to Ruth Is equally true In its application to you and your verse. Take those remarks to heart and how much good you can put them to. Just be patient and Industrious for a little while, then you will be sure to go ahead speedily Rain By Maryella Benjamin, Age 11, Lansing, Mich. (Knplirtli Miss Kneger.) It la raining out of doors today; I like to stay out of doors in the rain; When is it going to stop raining, I say? It will never stop raining.

The rain Is a naughty raio; makes puddles In the road; And you can't play any games In the rain, Ho I stayed In and sewed. For your first verse, this Is not really bad. Maryella. But in the first stanza, "rain" and "raining" do not make rhyme, but you have rhymes in the first and third lines. Then in the second stanza you have neglected to make the first and third lines rhyme.

This makes an awkward appearance, for when writing quatrain stanzas you should make all like the first in rhyme-scheme. Your rhythm, too, is confused, and you must follow our suggestions to Ruth, also. I lelpful Criticism of Your Verses may be obtained by sending your work to the Verse Corner, Girls ind Boys Section, Detroit Free Press. Detroit. Each week a prize of $1 is awarded the best verse published.

There are a few rules to be followed hy those submitting work for the pi ize. Verses must be entirely original and not written in dialect or slang. Please do not send verses concerning love or death. Your ron-trinution must be accompanied by a signed note from your parent, guardian, or teacher, stating that to their knowledge the work is entiiely your own. fie sure that your veises are in your own handwriting, or typewritten by you.

Put your name, age, school, home address, and the name of your tr.gllsh teacher at the top of the fust page of your manuscript. Wri'c on ore side of the pag only. No verses will he returned, whether or rot are pim'e to run away from Mr. Kelly, too. They have many thrilling ad ventures after this and Malcolm Is kept busy looking for them.

However. Robin's homecoming with his wife, clears up all and the story ends happily for everyone. By llora Nacha, Age 13, Fordson, Mich. "Larkspur." Hy Jane D. Abbott Ornxset und Dunlap, PATRICIA EVERETT found a refugee French orphan, Rene, stranded in this country, and her father was glad to have the child visit them as a companion for Pat, whose mother was in the south.

Together with Sheila Qulnn, they joined the Girl Scouts, and the three chums not only had the jolly good times that belong to Scout life, but they found helpful work to do for their country. Indoor games, outdoor sports, a wonderful Christmas party given by the Girl Scouts, a winter camping party, and adventures such as lively young people will have as when Pat and Billy Lee broke through thin Ice make lively reading. Best of all, Pat and her chums had grown to be real Girl Scouts, a credit to that splendid organization, when Rene's family was found, and there is a happy ending to a jolly tale. The Sandman's Spell By KM Witty. Age l.

St. Thomas, Can. I t'K- i-h In-ttti' ler, Mis K'tee 1 When the Sandman comes stealing from Peek-a-Boo Ind. And all the world seems so still; If the fairies dance to their magical band, I feel again childhood's thrill Of the days when I lived with my Nursery Rhymes, I How I romped with Old Mother Goose With the rest of the myths of an- cient times I'm a Hoh-Coblln still let loose. I visit the Old Woman laced in the Shoe, How real her troubles all seem; And those poor little children, so thin they were, too.

Who need lots of peaches and cresm. i To Read and Remember The Poet A port lived in Galilee, ho.se mother dearly knew him And his beauty like a cooling tree Drew many people to him. He loved the speech of simple men And little children's laughter, lie came they always came aain. lie went they followed alter. He had sweet-hearted things to say, And he was solemn only When people were unkind that day He'd stand there straight and lonely, And tell them what they ought to do: "Love other folk," he pleaded, "As you love me and 1 love you I'ut almost no one heeded.

A poet died in Galilee, They stared at him and slew him What ould they do to you and me If we could say we knew him? If" rem "Grentf ne hv Bvnner, ltut'llieH. by J-VrM-m Mtiipti um p.i liy. I Today's Prize By Esther Benz, "Penrod Jnshbrr." By Booth Turk-inalnn. I) ft il a Imuran Company. PENROD JASHBKR Is a new Penrod book In which the author has placed our old friends In a delightful new plot.

Penrod, the youthful hero, (jets into many amusing scrapes while acting the part of a detective. Sam, Penrod's best friend, shares in his good fortune as well as his bad fortune. Vermnn, a small colored hoy who is tongue-tied, is a great factor in the tracking down of Mr. Dade, a supposed criminal. Herman, who acts as interpreter of his The Call of the Sea By Edna G.

Bennett. Age 17, Angola, Ind. (KriKlsh l.wi 1 Sunlight, bright sunlijrht. And waves that wildly sing. In wheeling flight Gray seagulls fight, Their playful foam-tipped sting.

Twilight, calm twilight, And waves that whisper by. Frail sea-nymphs fair Sport far and near In caves where white pearls lie. Starlight, pale starlight And waves that laugh in glee. On silver tides A black ship ris Ghost rambler of the sea. Moonlight, while moonlight And eager waves that urge "Oh, follow me, For I am free." "Oh, come," echoes the surge.

Dawn light, pink dawn light And, waves that laugh at me Their wild, free call Where breakers fall. Have led me out to sea. "Near" and "fair" do not make rhyme Edna. Apart from this your verse is quite good, although in the first line of each stanza you might have given perfect rjiythm as well as In the others. This would have made you work a bit more, hut it would have added to the s'tcnzth of your verses.

You possess a natural gift. Thai is evident in 'he lilting movement, or your lines, but there still temains pit nty of room for improvement r.nd we trust voii will practice energetically until vou tealie the best you are capable' of doing. Seasons By Kuth Amv Kcrrin, Age 12, IMrolt. Just a little bush here, just a tree Makes all the diff'rencc in 'irit cozy home foi me The gias is velvet, priceless weave, I hate to see the summer leav For my flowers follow, too. Worn the shiuhs grow big and tall I shall fo greet the fnll.

For thfir will cnrlet turn And hi.le the dullness of the urn That stands upon the poich. Snowy ghosts will grace my lawn And shine resplendent with the dawn. My yard i'h ermine will be blest 'n, winter snows are at their And the is frost. Book Review Age 16, Detroit. Verman'n BtranDa lanoHana also belongs to the detective bureau.

iviarjorie, me neroine, casts a critical eye on the detective business hut nevertheless she has faith enough in Penrod's Imaginary tales to tell them to her father, thereby causing the detective business to come to an abrupt end. There are many more highly Interesting characters In the story, some of whom have alreadv made their debut in the other Penrod books. Both hoVfl RnH Crtrta will nnlnu this amusing tale which is full of aciivny anu nin. it is the story of a real boy who aspires to be a detective and goes about It in typical boy fashion. -one that we wish would become more popular with our young verse-writers.

The first and second lines rhyme together, and the third and fourth, and the fifth Is left un-rhymed. It is more lovelv still, nevertheless, when the fifth line also rhymes, and It Is not so much harder to find a rhyme for It, either the sound of the first two lines, or of the third and fourth. Some of your lines are trochaic with an added syllable, as, for Instance: When the ihruhii big tnA tall. while, others are iambic: 1 iiHtp to tb Hummer lr. etc.

You must bear in mind the necessity of writing In one rhythm and not several, mixed. It would be quite easy to make your verse perfect in either iambic or trochaic, but to mix both in this way Is not good, and so long as you do this you will not come into masteiy of the technique of verse-writing. So put asirle ail mixtures for the present, and write in one definite rhythm and one definite form. As for making the line: When the tiruti grow bit iin) t.ill. Into Iambic instead of trochaic, nothing could be easier.

There are various ways of doing It. starting by the simple one of merely prefixing And the shmtu fit tuli. But you could find more graceful and original ways of making the change. The chief thing is that after making it, you have pure iambic rhythm. So phrase your lines that their pronunciation creates the rhythm which is the natural result of short and long syllables alternating.

Start by a short (unaccented) syllable, then a long (accented) syllable, and keep on in this manner to the end of the line. Once you get the habit you are in no danger of losing it. Indeed, on the contrary, you are apt to get into the habit of expressing yourself thus so that it will be easy for you to spak in perfect iamb: rhythm half the time if it plea you to do so. The Land of Dreams By Margaret Goot. Age 13, hclHca, Mich.

T.i -h It He Isn't i' pleasant to go nndd'ng. Off to the land of dreams: Pre.irns of riches ami tieasutes. Priams of frolics and pleasures. Pi earn" of 'he olden days. Ail In the land of dreams? Dreams of childhood days.

Pi'arns of wildwood days. And the treasuies and pleasures within. You may do what you will i But let me still 'jo to the lar.d of dieams. Tre same lernarks are true of you and your versei Margaret, as! of Ruth and Trv nard 'o roke "ir r.t xl one heltce aeiri vmt I I i i I The Ghost Bands of LI Morab By K.dna Kiirlc Wllkie, Age 17, Brown nty, Mich. (N'nt mlenilinr ehool.) i 1 El Morab's bands 'cross Afric sand In stately silence plod Where torrid heat the dead sands beat And kill3 oasis sod.

Their ghastly trains In solemn veins Ths endless journey make, Through night and day along the way For their good master's sake. The story goes that once there rose In Egypt a great man, Who lived a life with naught, of strife, On evil laid a ban. Then from the west by Satan hirst Camo Abdul, outlaw chief. In dark of night began the fight As does a coward thief. When dawn appeared and skies had cleared Abdul and men had fled And all around upon the ground El Morab's band lay dead.

It chanced to be a sheik to seo El Morab was away And so was not caught In the plo' He turned to home next day. He swore an oath, a mighty oath, To follow Abdul "till The world grown old, the sun gone cold. The sands of time were still. "To horse! To horse! And on your course!" Cried he In accents loud, Then Life returned, with eyes that burned, His men arose, a crowd. Three men for each to farther reach He straightway chose his bands.

To ride and seek the midnight sneak That fled far o'er the Eands. Still Morab's bands 'cross Afric sands In awful constant plod, 1 Rut still the sought cannot caught Revenge belongs to God. Although the phrasing In this verse is not a direct and cl -ar as it might he, thereby losing both strength and gracefulness, much Is in it to be praised, and you have a narrative style in the making th.v i should gratify you to write any number of charming verses. Avoid such words as "Afric" whenever possible The master-verse-writt always finds a way to use the r-pocn'cal "Africa" cr "African," cr short of these he works in "Algerian," an." sr.me other adjective true to ANOTHER week has been granted young verse-writers who wish to enter the Mother's t'-iy contest. They have until Friday.

April 25. to enter verses about mother, which will be published on Sunday. May 11 -Mother's day. The prize verse will be given a special award $2 and others winning honorable mention will also be published. There are still many verse-writers who neglect to heed our rules in sending their work.

Will the following please, read carefully the directions published on this page and write again' Sarah Blechman. Iiis Warner. Florence Robertson. Betty Beystey, Shirlie Col bin, Mona Anderson! Ruth Reed, Julius Babicsak. Evelyn Laundre.

Malfern Grenije. iladys Tuning. Marguerite Eldridge, Jean Campbell, Joseph Trytholl, Kenneth Rowley, Frances Hiiish, Mary Perkins, Marian Plsenroth. Polls Gerow. Phyllis Wagner, Maxine Manley.

Eugenia Czastkewicz. Laurence Williams. Alice Post. Esnhelle M.vlejaj, Anna M'H'nian, Frances Osvf Id, Benjamin Moglovkin, Get rude Lawrence. K.ithryn Carleton, Gladys Harrow.

Fteda Schneyer, William Crandal, Marguerite Hair. Kenneth Moll-hagen, Marjorle Bettesworth. Mary Wachocka. Jennne Mikan. Helen I.eppen, Margaret Finn, Frederick Smith.

The vast improvement of Gwendolyn Niles will strike forcefully all rrgular readers of this page who know her past work. Certainly here is a graceful hand ready to favor our patie with all manner of enjoyable things. PRIZE VEBE Your Lovely Lyes By Gwendolen Mien. Age 15, Howell, Mich. No shadow of dishonesty or lies.

Or Tar 'hat only rank deceit may give, Could evt hide themselves one day and live Wi'hin your honest eyes. The cleanest, bravest things beneath the skies. The sweetest flowers of beauty all grow here The light of Faith and Hope so golden ckar. Within your lovely eyes No jadniss or despair or hrait-sick cp Tu of a' the dar- thi-'t- prir.L"iiee Mossorris what a Sink's Wi'hin pean ful eyes. Dt -ir, v.

h( mv courage grows soul- tin-d and sighs. New fue from out the 1 flaming light It gains, to btignten all mv waiv night, In your courageous ey- This is your bt ver- ir has ST.e in i firm it and will ti OVe W''h C.erv rj.j The Wind-Woman By White, Age IS, Toronto, an. Out In the meadows and o'er the hills. The Wind-Woman calls to me; And ever again I hear her cry, "Come, follow me to the lea!" At night when I'm all tucked up In bed, Just as cozy as can be. At the wdndow pane I hear her cry.

"Come, follow me to the lea!" Oh' Wind-Woman, why do you want me? Now what may your reason be? Put the only answer that I get "Come, follow me to the lea!" Like Ruth, you must work tpon vour rhy'hm, snd then you should succeed admirably, for your rhymes are good and you seem to be well qualified otherwise. The Ship of Silver and Other Verses may be secured at the office The Free Press; at Cunn.r.g ham's drug store, Woodwan avenue, or by mail. Price. 60 cen's, Kveyv reader of 'he Your.g Verse-tVriters' Corner should own a ropy of this And poor Hump'y-Dumpty who broke his tine crown. And lean Jack Fpralt and his wife.

Who licked their greased platter, right up and down. And never once handled a knife. No! I'm not too old to enjoy such things. And I believe, dears, in fairies, too; Wi'h the landman's speil this fond echo rint's F'T me, and pet haps for you. rt.vri.,c- in ipr K'la.

ard we ger the irrpre- You car.not rjo everv'hin? at "ti e. and for the progress V'i h.t-e alie.i-.v ma-ie have t.n: piai-e The form v.ii 'V-r''ll one 'l "in I 5i. r..