TIIK OOHBLBR'B talk, ,^.n u tale. O gobbler dear” j the wee little turkey* all, ,tTLrv went to bed at the twilight hour in the fragrant pine tree tall. ,,s » tale that will stir our blood, And cause us to shake with fright. _ |, .... the tale of an awful deed TXbnl was done at the dead of night’* •,We'i •• said the gobbler, blinking hard, npve just such a tale to tell; Back in the years when I was young, I II it now full well, November twas, and the night was clear, And the man in the moon he smiled, . WP turkeys all in a careless mood To the hen-roost gaily filed. ..just as the clock was utrikmgnine, In the big farm house near by, I heard the step of the farmer's man Prom my perch on the cross-bar high. And then on my ear fell a doleful sound, As he wee' on Ills murderous way. For mv friei. is all fell by hts cruel hand, On tiie eve of Thanksgiving Day. ••Perched on high, I escaped their fate, And to stir I did not dare; But my heart grew sick as 1 saw my mate Lying colli nnd lifeless there. Soon she was plucked aud put t> roast In the old stone oven gray, And they carved her flesh with a greedy Ou'thut bright Thanksgiving Day.” Big round tenrs, from the gobbler’s cheek, Fell fust, as he heaved a sigh “Ah me," said he, “I am old and tough, And I, too, some day must die. ] am old and tough, but should e’er it hap That I full in the self-same way, I shall be a venged, when they pick my On a bright Thanksgiving Day.” Mas. J. T. Gkeexlkaf. IK THE CORN PALACE, OH MABEL’S THANKSGIVING. Jn this seemingly prosaic age, how little we imagine the romances woven -often-times in our very midst In that beautifel city on the banks of the old Missouri the great festival of Nondamin is in progress. The mammoth, world-famed Corn Palace is ablaze with light It is the second night of its opening and thousands upon thousands of peo ple throng to its entrance, eager to enter the "enchanted” palace. Once inside, they gaze with awe and amaze at the wonders wrought from so simple a cereal; and upon their hearts is impressed a great admiration for Sioux City’s energetic men and women who had the minds to conceive, the skill to construct a thing at once so original and beautiful. But our story has not to deal with the masses who have thronged here from every quarter of the globe, but with a party of three who have just entered—a stately, gray haired man, an elderly woman and a beautiful girl of some twenty summers. They are Mr. Lynn, a banker of New York, his wife and her companion, Mabel Vaughn. Like all others, they pass from place to place enjoying the novelties so ar tistically displayed. (suddenly .Miss Vaughn pauses. Iler face turns pale and she leans on the center column for support. Following her gaze we see, across the sea of faces, a handsome, dark eyed gentleman standing alone before an exquisite landscape formed of corn, se minglv intent upon its beauties alone. lie turns, and—was it magnetism?— he looks directly towards the beautiful girl. Their eyes meet. lie gives a start of surprise and re cognition. then endeavors to make his way to her. Hut this takes some time, so dense is the crowd, and when he reaches the place where ho had seen her the party had disappeared, lie seeks for them, but in vain. In the meantime Mabel Vanglin pleaded fatigue and begged to be al lowed to return to the hotel. (So Mr. Lynn places her in a cab and she is soon at the ‘‘Garretson,” where they were stopping. When alone in her room she throws herself on her couch and presses her band to her heart as if to still its mad throbbing. From out the misty past she seems to see a handsome, manly face with clear-cut features, dark hair and deep brown eyes that gaze with love into her own. She can almost hear the deep, musical voice say— ‘•Mablo. let Thanksgiving be our wedding day, for of all earthly bless ings, the one for which I am most thankful is the great treasure of your love; and when you give me your own dear self my heart will throb with thanksgiving until stilled by the frosty fingers of death.” And so she had promised but it seemed that the sweet dream was not to he realized. He had gone from her beautiful Chicago home to prepare a place for her in the distant west. Nearly a year has passed since then and not a word has she received from the man who had pledged his life to her. uuiuiu ins departure came tne crowning calamity of her life. Through unwise speculation the im mense fortune of the Vaughn's was J^’cpt away in one short night on the Chicago board of trade. 1 he death of her father quickly fol lowed. The shock was too much for the loving wife who took to her bed with a severe attack of fever from which she never recovered. „ bight we.l Mabel learned in those flark nays the truth of the noet’s words: • Iht glad and your friends are many; sad and yon lose them nil. -■ere are none to decline vour ncctared wine, Hut alone yon must drink life's gall. In the hour of prosperity friends were many, but in the hour of advers ity where were they? How vividly it ail returns to her cow! bereft at one fell blow of parents, ortiuio and friends, she naturally ooiied to her affianced husband for protection in her great trial. Surely ce would write or come to hor when c warned as he would of her misfor tune. •of nx‘°Hsly she waited, but his was the letter that never came." but Mabel Vaughn was a brave girl, ovine- everything into the hands of editors she immediately left her na V,.e city ai*l in the east, alone and un heil, commenced the struggle for her daily bread. believing her lover to be fal'C.driven °!n *ler by her change of fortune, she uearored to tear his image from her cart. Bm tonight, when she saw him again after all! these months, a great flood ol longing swept over her lonely be-1 reared heart and she knows that Mark Uelmar is as dear to her now as In the days long past W here had he been all these months? No doubt her lost fortune occasioned his silence. When Mrs. Lynn returns that night she finds Mabel suffering from a severe headache which rapidly grows worse and ere morning she is tossing about on her couch with flushed cheeks and wild eyes, raving in deleriuin. All night long she cries for “Mark” and begs them to find and bring him to her for she is dying. The next morning the doctor pro nounces it brain fever. At last sorrow and over-exertion1 have done their work. For weeks she hovers between life and death. Mr. Lynn's business is imperative and he returns to New York; but good Mrs. Lynn remains with her. She is greatly attached to her young com- ’ panion. Kind hearted Sioux City ladies, learn iug of the fair young stranger so ill in their midst, came to the great hotel and did what they could to alleviate her suffering. Oh, it was pitiful to hear the sweet voice pleading for Mark to come to her for he was “all she had on earth to love.” Sometimes she would cry: "Oh false, hard-hearted Mark! Why did yon de sert me when I needed you so much?” On the morning of the 21st of No vember Mabel Vaughn opens her eyes and for the first time for weeks her ' watchers see the light of intelligence in them. “Where am I?” she asks faintly. “Safe with me, darling,” answers Mrs. Lynn. “Now go to sleep and you will feel better. ” She turns her head wearily and soon her soft, regular breathing tells them that it is a natural sleep which may be life to her. For a long time Mrs. Lynn sits watching her charge then languidly takes up a copy of the “Daily Tribune" lying on th/j table before her. In her anxiety for Mabel she had not opened a paper for weeks. Glancing down the column a name ; meets her gaze which instantly rivets her attention. It is an advertisement which reads as follows: A NYONE who can give the present ad ■ix. dress of Mabel Vaughn, formerly of Chlcagd, will greatly oblige Mark Delmar. Lock box l?i>4, Sioux City. Ia. Mrs. Lynn trembled with excitement. Could this be the “Mark” of whom Mabel talked? Her companion had never confided her past history to her. She wondered if it would be to the best interests of the girl, should she answer the advertisement From what she had gathered from Mabel's sayings she had not a very high opin ion of the man. mil surely it would be no harm to write. Taking1 up her pen, it was but tiie work of a moment to indiet a few lines enclose and address as above. With her own hands she carefully deposited it in the hotel letter box. Three days later a card was brought to her room. It bore the simple in scription, "Mark E. Delmur. ” Mabel was quietly sleeping. Wi ll a wildly beating heart Mrs. Lynn sought the parlor. As she en tered, a tall, handsome man turned quickly and came forwatd. There were traces of deep agitation on his face. “Is this Mrs. Lynn?" he asks. As she bows in assent he continues, "I am Mark Delmar. I receive your note, and—Mabel Vaughn—your say she has been ill almo ,t unto death. Tell me of her. ” "She is better now,” she returns, in pity for his anxiety. “She had the brain fever and in her delirium was constantly calling for ‘Mark.’ When I read your advertisement in the paper I wondered if you were he of whom she talked—the Mark who was false to her.” "I false to Mabel Vaughn? Woman. you know not of what you speak.” and the strong man trembled with repressed emotion. "I would gladly lay down mv life for her. Madam, on the day after tomorrow she was to have been my wife. I will tell you ray story. Scarcely a vear ago I parted from her at her father’s house, with a light heart, for I was going to the western coast to prepare a home for my future wife. In making a change out in Kan sus l jumped from a moving trair, fell and struck my head witli such force that my life was endangered. “I lost my reason, anil for four long months lay helpless among- strangers. When I recovered I returned at once to Chicago, knowing that they would be alarmed at my silence. “There I learned of her manifold j losses; but I could find no ciue to her j whereabouts. I knew that she had j been cast upon the world penniless, j Then commenced my weary search for j her, wh’ch continued for months. I ' inserted advertisements in leading pa- j pers. In despair 1 finally started again ; for the west. j “Having to remain in this city for j some hours I wandereef into the Corn | Palace. It was there I saw her beauti- j fill face once more, but on'y for :i mo- j ment. then it was lost 11 me. ; “Since then I have searched this city I from end to end, inspected every hotel j register, advertised—and to think that ; slie was so near and 1 knew it not! ! Take me to her at oncel I must see j my loved one again.” As he told liis story and she looked j at the open, candid countenance and j honest, brown eyes, Mrs. Lynn knew j that Mark Delinar was a man to be : trusted. “I am so sorry for you,” she said, the tears in her eyes as she gave him her hand. “Hut she is yet so very ill that we must not startle iier even with glad news. I will go and prepare, her for your presence.” * e * * « Ileside the bed of Mabel Vaughn ] kneels her lover, her tiny hand tightly clasped in his, A heavenly smile il lumines the pale features as she looks upon the noble, manly face and ii,i seems to impart new life to her. All misunderstanding lias beel. removed and each realizes the other's great love. “Mabel.” Mark Delmar says gently, "do you feel that you can trust your self to me at once? Mrs. Lynn has been very kind to remain with you; but now home duties call her. This was to have been onr wedding day, yon know. Let me eall In a minister and he will (rive me the right,—as God in our hearts has already done,—to earo t >r and protect yon while life shall re main. Do you consent, my darling.” “Yes, Mark,” she answered softly. And so they were married. Under his loving1 care she rap idly recovered. The old time roses returned to the pale checks and strength to the fair form. Then their thoughts turn to a future home. **I should like to remain in Sioux City," said the sweet young bride. “Kor it was here I found my true and noble husband.” “So be it then, my darling. I, too, have a tender feeling for the city that gave me back my treasure." “Yes, you must take me there. \Te will like the people here, I know. They have been very kind to me. ” “Indeed they have!" he answered fervently. “God bless the good people of .Sioux City and in the years to come may other hearts —as were our own - be happily re-united In the Corn Palace. oWinkie Williams. It I* nn Old Day. Thanksgiving day commenced in 1031, when Governor llradtield, after the first harvest of the New England colonists, made provision for their re joicing together with praise and prayer. In 1633 a day of fasting and prayer in the midst of drouth was changed into thanksgiving by the com ing of ruin during the prayers Grad ually the custom prevailed of ap pointing Thanksgiving nnnunlly after harvest. These appointments were bv proclamation of the governors of the several New England states. During the revolution a day of national Thanksgiv ing was nnnually recommended by congress. During the rebellion Presi dent Lincoln frequently recommended the observance of such a day after t victory, and made a proclamation for national observance in 1803. Since that time such a proclamation has been annually issued and custom lias fixed on the last Thursday of November as the time. Of late years the custom is of the appointing of a Thanksgiving day by the president, which is followed by the governor of each state, which for merly was confined to New England. RARE AND PRECIOUS GEMS, VVlicre the M«mt Vftlnwbl* Are to Be 1‘oond —Mm. MttckMjr'ii Dlttmond*. The subject of rare nm! precious ferns is always an interesting one. Vmi no less interesting is tlio mention ■f the possessors of tlio most valuable •f the world's collections. Here is a ist of people who have large col Ice ions. as given by the N. Y. Mail and lixuress. Among tlm roval Indies of the present lay Queen Victoria has the most vulu iblu iliamonds and pearls—that is, if me includes the regalia at the Tower. Some of these treasures being quite iiitipie. The Empress Eugenie was at me time tne possessor of an exquisite iccklnce of white pearls, which was iflerwurd sold to the marquise of Povir ior $00 000. The present empress of Russia owns the largest and most valuablo diamonds of tlie older typo, anil probably the most magnificent diamond diadem. The czar is a great admirer of precious stones, and bought, a year or two ago, a large number of diamonds anil emeralds for the empress. Of great rarity are the black pearls belonging to the Empress of Austria. The count ess of Paris possesses a famous garni ture of emeralds, which is a present from her mother, and which is one of of the liucst anil most valuable iu exist ence. Mrs. Mackay’s pearls and diamonds vie with those of many a queen: of Mrs. Maekay’s pearls one alor.e is valued at about §0.000. A magnificent pearl necklace which belongs to the French crown jewels and which was bought by the Parisian jeweler Tiffany for close upon $10,000. has also passed into tlie possession of an American lady. The late Russian Prince Gussupow possessed precious stones, many of which were of historical interest, val ued at 12.000.000 rubles. The Princess Lobkowitz left at her death a neck lace consisting of 0 (IliG selected dia monds to the monastery of the Capu cins at Prague. , BEDSPREADS ARE A FAD NOW. Several Way* In Which They May He Fanil ion ably Made. There is a great rage for pretty or namental qnilts at present.’ami they make very desirable gifts for Christ mas. 'file old white counterpaned surfaces are sttpercecded by flowered cretonnes edged with a flounce of lace or by embroidered spreads. Here is an easy way to make a spread from a coarse linen snoot: Have large diamonds stamped all over it ami work them in outline slitcli with dark blue Scotch iiuen floss. In every other diamond work one flower with leaves with the blue floss. Finish off the edges with a crocheted edging. Another way is to fringe nut tin; linen shoot all round; make a knotted fringe. Above the fringe make two or three rows of drawn work, through which is run light blue satin ribbon, large bows of wider rihlmn of the same color being put at each corner. The coverlet part is then embroidered with sprays of apple blossoms in pink iiuen flosses* with dark olive leaves. • mi lined. The most elegant quills arc those of ivtrgarren art cloth, embroidered with real Scotch rope linen, which comes iri such exquisite shades. The Hargarreu I art cloth uuw comes in colors as well is white. Iu the white there are four lifforent weaves which are duplicated in the cream-white aud also in some of the colors. In the weave one of these is the honeycomb design; the other-.; -ire niodilications of the same weave, riicre are shades of blue, old gold, green and mahogany. Most of the cloths, both the white and colored, are tifty-lwo inches wide, ■xcepting some weaves in the white, which are seventy-two inches wide. It will readily be seen from the width what charming quilts may be made. Hargarreu art fringe may be bought already made in all colors. A 70-year-old Hartford man is learn ing to ride the bicjclc. i A hint MIMM, Bank Director—I mb surprised, air, to learn that yon drop Into oar banV every day and whisper tips to oureaalv Ur. Don't you know the information mast be a great temptation to him tc use the bank funds to speculate withl Wealthy broker—Yea And yet you are a hoary stoolihoMci in our bank. Just so. Then, in the name of common sense, what's your motire? Well, the fact is, I don't know whether your eaahier is honest or not; but if ho isn't honest, and if ho doe* use the bank funds to speculate with, I want him to ke--p on the right Side of the market Bee? Thought It Was Over, Miss Tiptopp—Have you soon Miss Plight! since she was released from the asylum? Mr. Goabout—Yes; saw her last week at Newport She appeared elothed in her right mind. Miss Tiptopp—Why, I thought the bathing season was over. Drawing the Una Young Lady—Do yon think it im modest for ladies to ride bioylea Bicyclist—Oh, the riding is all right enough, but—or—I don’t think they ought to take headers "A Tard of Hoses." One of the popular paintings of the New York Academy of Design wan a yard-long panel of roses. A erowd was always be fore it One art critic exclaimed; '‘Such a bit of nature should belong to nil lha people; it ie too beautiful tor one man to hide away. ” The Youth's Companion of Boston, seised the idea and spent f.H.000 to repro duce the painting. The result has been a triumph of artistic delieary and color. The Companion makes this copy of the painting an autumn gift to each of Us 600, 000 subscriber*. Any who may subscribe now for the first time and request* It will receive “The Yard of Roses" without extra charge while the edition lasts. Besides the gift of this beautiful picture, all new subscribers will receive the Com panion free from the time the subscription is received till January 1, Including the Thanksgiving and Christmas donble num bers. and for a full year from that data. Every family should take this brightest and best of illustrated literary papers In addition to its local paper. The price of The Companion is $1.76 a year. —After a brief and unaccountable ffl nea* a horse In Sherman, Mioh., died. The stomach was opened and in it was found a half bushel of sund. A SORE THROAT OR COUGH, If suf fered to progress, often results in an in curable throat or lung trouble. “Brown’s Bronchial Troches” give instant relief. —An equivocal compliment is perplex ing a young* man of Hallowell, Me. A fas cinating girl to whom he has been paying con side able attention bus named a pet calf after him. F1TN—An Fit* stopped frep by Pn. Klinr's GbeitNukvi llmoKKK. No ttw after first day’s use. Murvelous cures. 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