She Found Her Brother.
Lecturing on the merits of this
paper the other day in Shelbyville,
Ky., we turned to our column of
"Lost Friends," and began to read
the first notice upon whIch our
eyes tell. We had only read a few
lines, when springing up, a lady
said, "That is my brother." So it
was, and so it is daily. The
SOUTHWESTERN…