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Before a bodeful oervin jonre nms
Upon a const all ilcnolsto with snow,
Wliore lurked the wolf nmlMIII 'iinromunKOfixs
Thn (nrtliiK I1lrlin knell In RrAtlttuln
Unto Ilia giver of nil esrthly good.
With death and iUngr by their ililo slwnjr,
How little In I how illtnul days hsil they
lYr which to kiwi Ami In tlmnkt(ltltn pray
Vhn iU tho offset of llnMr I Mm nml rnrra
tfarUoin alono to worship (Imt Ihcirt
Norlmd thn patriot lit t 1m reason mora
In Uia Ions Hovolutloiisry nnr,
When fnlo r-nch ility hut new tllwintor Isiro
1i follow In their trm forefather's wajs
Ami ylclil whnt soeined the uitH'ki'ry of praise.
TAstsjr with line In hniv places rmt,
lllchcr thnn nil lliocinplrrsof lint pint,
Tlm gray s'eW iriYnieii(Tiprlnjtaiii tlio livat.
What hnronn not, hiatlinl with unit accord
Tna land should remlrr honing" to thn lionlf
O land we lornl 0 land, so brave and fair,
I.lrt tip thy voice In soiik, thy heart In prayer;
1'or lot tlmxiKh nil thn years with IuvIiik care
On theo hi mercies (lod ha limilo dosectul,
Amii will, If thou Art worthy, to tlm iml.
Wii.iiim Ii H. FAI.U.
A BELATED ROMANCE.
A'BTOIIY (tr TIIANK80IVIN0. II V IIP.t.KN B.
(Copyright by American Pros Atstsilallon.)
II K N Herbert
ltltSHOll II r (1110
Tli h n k it it I v I ng
in or ti l u k ii
pushed nsldu tlio
lio wondered why
ho hnd count. It
was ho tutt Uf no
tion nftur nil. UN
(t 1 n ii p otiitmoiit
began tlia night
boron" wlion the
train dropped hint
at tlio station and ho roda to tlio hotel In a
rattling, uticomfortahlo omnlblis through
trooU abliuo with oloctrlo lights and lined
with hIioim, tlio windows of which wuro
Altai with kchhIh milted to thorc(iilroniunta
of n Kow Knglnnd factory town.
Ho know that In tlio twenty yonr ho hnd
boon auNont tlio water power of the Btrentn
where he imod to (Uli when a boy hnd been
utilised, that inilbi hnd Ihmii built, mid
thnt tlio placo hud chmiKed from n quiet
Tiling to a town of connldcrahlo linpor
innce; still ho was not pre pared for the
mtiKnltudo of the trntiHforiuntlou. Thero
luui been no railroad within ton iiillen when
lie wont away, and ho remembered an If It
wen yesterday tlio nunuuor tuornltiK when
ho mounted tlio old atago, nil bin posnes
loua Ina trunk strapped on bohlnd. aud
all his money, n very amall niiiii, in his
pocket. lie hnd atnrtod out with all tlio
oonlldunco of youth thnf the world could
to conquered, and ho hnd conquered It.
fla had been aticceasful from the very out
act, mid now he wan ouo of tliu solid mer
chnnta of tlio city wlioro ho hud located.
'Ho wiw a favorite in aoclety, aud bU luxu
rious bachelor apartntenU were the onvy
o( all his assoclatoH. Sdll hq did not feel
that hU life had boon a succesM. It was
mpty. Ho was 43, and already llttlo lines
of whlto appeared In his dark hair, mid
yet ha wan nlono In the world. In tlio
ttrugKlo for fortune ho hnd forKotton to
seek for love and homo.
It wan In one of the hours of IoiioIIiiwh
which came to him often now that hu sud
denly determined to spend TliiuikhKlvliitf
In his native town. Ho had no relatives
left there, but at leant the place would bo.
famlllnr. It was not familiar, aud be was
dlsnppolnuxl. Only the outlines of the
surrounding hills reminded htm of his boy
. It wuh a clear, frosty morning. Ice hnd
formed On llttlo puddles tu the street, and
the air was crisp and bracing. After break
fasting In tho stuffy room of the hotel In
company with a party of loud talking trav
eling moil and n few "regular boarders"
Herbert put on his overcoat and went out
into tho street. Ho wished to go llrst of
all to the graveyard when his panuta
wen burled. He wondered If he could 11 ml
it among all thoo new surroundings.
As' he walked along ho saw hen and
then hoiiMMt which ho ncogtiUeil roomy,
old fashioned farm houses which once had
stood among broad, open fields, but wen
now cpnviled In lietwaon modern cottages,
tbo voiandan and bay windows of which
fovimod a striking contrast to the square,
severe outlines of tho older buildings. And
then was the old village green. A neat
Iron fence surrounded It now, and It was
laid out In walks edged with maples, their
branches, ban of leaves, forming sharp
silhouettes against the cold November sky.
On ouo of the grass plots a party of boys
wen playing ball. Herbert leaned on tho
fenco to watch them. How many Thanks
giving games of ball ho had had on that
green In his boyhood daysl Ho longed to
seise a bat and onter Into tlio sport "with
the other youngsters," he said to himself,
smiling grimly as he remembered his gray
hairs, Ir lodked around for tho little
church whlol once stood facing tho green,
when ho hnd swung restless, boyish feet
through many long sermons. .Then was a
church thero on the old spot. Herbert was
sure it wai tha same building, for ho rccog
ulrid tho narrow, round' topped window In
the belfry, but tho high step's, which were
so slippery In wlntor, had disappeared, aud
thecutraiice was .level with tho sluowalk;
an addition had been built at one side; tho
bulldlug had been painted brown It was
white lu the old days and uiodcrnUod In
Tho old grave yard was a half mile from
the church. Herbert remembered that it
was nyiched by a couutry road that
branched oft from tho turnpike. Tho turn
pike had become the main street of the
town, and he noticed by tho signs on tho
corners that It was now Uroadway, New
streets crossed It In i directions, aud ho
was at a lous which to take. A group of
boys won standing uear tho fence watch
ing the game.
. "Will you kindly tell me which of these
streets leads to tho grave yardf" asked Her
"The first to the right (ends to tho now
lemetery, sjr," said the tallest of the boys.
As tho boy turned toward him Herbert
itartcd and camo near saying, "Hello,
Joel" but he checked lilmsulf, realizing
thnt the lad could not even have boon born
when ho left the(towii.
After explaining thnt tho old grave yard
was, tho object of Ills search, and receiving
tbo.'correct Information, ho walked up the
street. The houses grew more ncattering
as he .approached tho spot where the old
Inhabitants were sleeping, and as hu pansed
between the two graulto posts Into the cir
cle Of somber fir trees which formed the
entrance to tho yard ho began to feel at
home, ' Dried stalks of golden rod and
asters brushed his kuocs as he walked lie
tweeu rqiYHOf old gray stones carved with
familiar names, Hen aud then a white
marble slab bore the namoof some one
who had beeti in tliu full Hush of lire and
health when lie went away. Ho begaifto
woudef jf ;ill those whom he had known
wen dead. Standing on a knoll near the
center of the yard was tho massive granite
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TIIK KlltST FlUKNbbV 0IIKKT1N0.
mnnumeiit ho had ordored erected over the
graves of his parents. It looked pompous
and pretentious to him now as ho saw It
nmoug Itn peaceful, hiimbln surroundings.
Ho leaned against It and strove to unito
his past with his presmit. Ills panuta he
could not retnoiulsir. They died when ho
was an Infant, mid ho had been carod for
by an uncle, kind In his way, as Herbert
now thought of him, although he scorned
stem and hard to tho lonely orphan Isiy.
As Herbert looked at tho mound which
marked the old man's resting placu he felt
a pang of remorso that ho had not been
more grateful for the home which she!
tered his youth.
Suddenly his eye fell upon n marble, slab,
"Sacred to the memory of Stephen I'lill
lips." So tho proud old nquln was gonol
Herbert hnd always thought of him as liv
ing and ruling Ids family with ilesfiotlo
hand fonver, Ho looked anxiously at the
names upon tlio stones lu tho old squire's
family group. Was Margaret, too, sleep
lug under tho grass f With a sigh of relief
he saw thnt her name was uot then.
Miirgntctl Her face, rUIng up through
tho mist of years, hnd been before his eyes
tut he journeyed toward his native town.
How ridiculous It wasl Ho laughed to
think that a boyish fancy should come
back to him. Still ho knew ho had novor
forgotten It. It was on Margaret's account
that ho started out Into the world. Her
proud father frowned on him, and she was
submissive to tho old man's will. I lo never
asked Mnrgaret to bo Ills wife, but ho was
sun when he left her that uhe understood
lilin. He Intended to go back aud claim
her when ho had won riches to glvo him
tho right. The riches camo sooner oven
than ho hoved, but ho novor went back.
Ho wondered now why hu had not done It,
Hu had never scon a fair face that did not
grow loss fair as hu compared It with Mar
giirot. Ho had even cherished her memory
as a secret grief, which at times gavo him
a feeling of superiority over those of his as
sociates who wen happily married. Shu was
probably married herself now, and hnd for
gotten him. It Irritated him to think of It.
A church Uill ringing for Thanksgiving
service vibrated clear notes through tho
frosty air. It was tho samo old boll. Her
bert could never forget Its tone. The call
was Irresistible. Leaving tho grave yard
he retraced his stops to tho church.
As an usher gavo him a seat hu noticed
that tho high, old fashioned pulpit bad
been replaced by a broad, open platform
with a small reading desk, aud although
tho pows appeared tliu samo thelrdoors had
vanished. Ho remembered the click of tho
button and tho fooling of Imprisonment
It gave htm n his undo closed tho pew
door and fastened It tftforo service.
Tho congregation was gathering. Thoro
wen many faces, thoso of now comers
brought to tho town by tho mills, which re
vived no memories; but then wore others,
tho night of which made Herbert feel that
he was living In a dream. One couplo
whom ho remembered as lovers camo up
tho alslu followed by a group of young
people. Ho recognized tho faces of father
and mother at ouco, although twenty years
had changed the slender youth to a portly
family man and tho bashful girl Into a se
rene matron. Then camu three sisters,
stout aud silvery haired, evidently old
maids, all of them, althoir;h Herbert re
numbered them as belles of the village.
He thought with a llttlo thrill of triumph
of the time when one of them had wounded
his youthful prido by refusing to dance
with him at a rustic merry-making long
ago because bo was only a boy.
Then won other faces which recalled
many forgotten events of his boyhood
some of people he remembered lu middle
life,' pow grown aged, others of old school
mates, serious now with the dignity of
years. It was strango to think of them
treading tho quiet old paths all tho long
time which ho had spent In the noise and
bustle of the world. He wondered if ho
had grown as old as they. He could not
realize It, and yet some of them looked at
him as they passod up the aisle with the
mild curiosity awakened by the sight of a
stranger. Ho saw that no one recognized
him, aud he felt more lonely than before.
The pew In front of when he way sitting
remained empty almost to the last. Then
two ladies entered, followed by a stout,
middle aged man aud some young people,
ono of whom Herbert recognized as tho lad
who had directed him to tho grave yard.
Ho knew now why ho had almost Bald,
"Hello, Joe," for the stout man at tho head
of the pew, evidently the lad's father, was
Joe Phillips, his old comrade Aud, yes,
ono of tho ladles was Margnretl Herbert
could Bee only her side face, but that was
enough. Thnt clear cut prolllo was graven
upon his memory like the prolllo of a ltoman
empress upon an antique gem, lasting for
all time. Sho hnd grown older, but she
did not look like an old maid; her girlish
beauty had changed to that of a sweet ma
turity; then was not a fretful Hue on her
placid face. The old lady was probably
Joe's wife, but her face was not familiar.
Joe hnd uot married ono of the village
girls. Herbert wondered If Margaret was
married, too. The fact that sho was with
her brother on Thanksgiving day meant
nothing, for New England women always
(lock Iioiih for tho family festival.
Herbert's flrsa Impulse was to leuu for
ward and speak to Joe, but ho did not do
It, Then was n fascination In sitting
then unknown and watching the familiar
faces. Then tho lad glanced around and
noticed tho stranger of tho morning. Her
bert saw him whisper to his father, who
locked carelessly over his shoulder. A
Hidden start, tho light of recognition on
tho man's honest faco, then an arm came
over the bock of tho pow and Herbert's
hand was seized with a hearty grasp, it
was tlio first friendly greeting. It warmed
his heart, and he felt llko a boy homo from
tchool as he Jollied in singing tho familiar
After service then wen tunny greet
ings characteristic- of Thanksgiving morn
lug In a New England couutry church.
No one was absent, and everybody thnt
had been away had como homo tho sou
from the city, tlio young girl from Iward
lug school, all gathering under tho family
roof tree on the day of festive reunion.
Herbert was the center of a welcoming
group of old friends, each of whom Insist
ed upon bearlug him off to share the fain-
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CAPl'IAL CITY COURIER, SATURDAY, NOVEMBER
lly turkey. As greetings nud Invltntlons
pou nil lu upon hlui ha could scarcely
reall.u bis desolntlon nud loneliness only a
few hours hefon.
Joe L'hllllps, however, Insisted upon
claiming hlin. Ho had been tho first to
recognize him, ho said, and had tho best
right. With many promises to "look In"
More ho loft town Horla-rt entered tho
family carriage with Joe. Joo's wife and
Margaret, tho young folks following on
Tho town hnd grown out around tho old
Phillips mansion, but It was still a stately
residence, standing In tho midst of gener
ous grounds, with the samo majestic elms
sweeping IU roof. As Ilerliert waited up
tho path to tho front dour between trim
rows of old fir trees tho years since ho
stood then saying trembling farewell
words to Margaret wcro crumpled up to
nothing. Ho had discovered that sho was
Margaret Phillips still, and ho wondered
If sho niucmliered that parting. Ho feared
sho did not, for sho treated him with easy
familiarity. Ho wished sho would blush
and look down when ho spoko to her, as
ahu did In the old days.
Tho fragrauco of Thanksgiving greotcd
them as they entered tho house. When
tliu family wen alt heated around tliu load
ed table HerlHit,nccustomed to tho dainty
courses of a city dining room, marveled at
tho amount of turkey, chicken plo and
boiled ham which was heaped uiiou his
plate, together with every vegetable natlvo
to tho soil. Somehow ho ntu It all with
keen relish, and had appetlto left for plum
pudding and numerous pieces of plu. Mrs.
Joo laughingly declared that tho rule of
tho house on Thanksgiving day was that
"everybody must taste of everything," and
Horbort had no Inclination to roliel. He
wondered Hint ho felt so much llko a boy.
Thoro Is nothing mon contagious than tho
hearty cheer of a New England Thanks
giving. Herbert was Impatient for a chanco to
talk with Margaret, but not ititll evening,
when tho young folks wont to .i party, ami
"MAIiriAltKT, DO NOT 8KNI) ME HACK."
Joe and his wlfo wen entertaining n neigh
bor, did ho find himself alone with her,
and then ho did uot know what to say. Ho
was skillful In tho art of making pretty
compliments to women of society, but in
the presence of this calm, Iwuutlful woman
hu fait bashful and awkward as a youth
"Margaret, I liavo liecn a fool nil my
llfel" hu exclaimed suddenly.
"I am very sorry to hear It. Did you
como back to tho old placo to confess Itr"
sho said, laughing.
Ho grasped her hand, and all tho pent up
feelings of years, tliu struggles, the indif
ference at times, the loneliness always, tliu
wish and tho liopo for tho future, burst
from his lips.
"Margaret, do uot send mo back to my
lonely, dreary life. Help mo to forget It,
Margaret, and forgive mo."
"Herlsirt, then Is nothing to forgive,"
shu said, drawing away her hand. "My
life has been very happy. I Inivu uuvcr
wished to change It, I do not wish to
change It now; It Is letter as It Is, You
must uot feel lonely or dreary. You havo
friends hen who will always welcome you,
who would have welcomed you before had
She smiled as sho spoke, and Herbert
saw that his passluuatu words had mado
scarcely a ripple upon her heart. For the
moment he felt as If ho had Iwcu ship
wrecked on a desert Island, yet at tho close
of tho evening, as ho walked back to his
hotel, be whistled an old love song, and
was In high good humor with himself and
alt tho world. Ho was determined to work
with all his heart and soul to win hur.
It was a long and desperate struggle,
but In tliu end Herbert gained a brilliant
victory. There was a grand wedding at
the old Phillips mansion on tliu next
Thanksgiving day, and now Herbert in
sists that Margaret was waiting for him
all those years, whllo shu declares that shu
That is the only point upon which they
do not agree.
Thankful, unit Yet-
I nut no hott, I only seek
My thrvv times seven meuls per week,
Tp suits of clothes, a plain black hat,
A pair of shoes, but one cmvat,
For brown stono fronts I do not care,
And when I ride I pay my fare.
Uko Oould I do not want the earth,
I'm satlnllml with my small hearth,
I'm thankful that my wants sra few
I say no inore-I'm no l)tew.
I'm thankful, I'm content, 'mid yet
Sometluies I feel n faint regret
That I am not llko other men,
Who hold four aces now and then,
In the Nursery,
Flossie It s Fanksglvln', ain't it, mam
mar Mamma (wearily) Yes, Flossie.
Flossie What's you doin' to dive fanks
Mamma (Impatiently) I don't know,
Flossie (cheerfully) I know, mnmma.
I dess you better dlvo fanks cause I Isu't
"Is this the best)" Is a question often
asked when medicine is wanted. Tlio follow
ing an a few of the mediclnea of known re
liability sold by A. Ii. 8hader, druggist of
his placo. They have many other excellent
medicines, but these are worthy of special
iiamkkiu.ain'h Cough Hemkdv, fumous
for Its cure 6f severe colds, and as u preven
tative for croup. Price 60 cents jur bottle.
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It bus cured many cast's of ehronlo diarrhoea
Price S3 nud M cents jsir bottle.
8t. Patkick'h Pili.8, for disorders of ttio
liver and bowels. A vigorous but gentle
physio that cleanses nud renovates thu whole
system. Ii lee ! cunts per box.
Doctors Hallo & Hooded, ofllce 1317 L
street. Telephone, U17.
BRICK WHITli'S BANTIER.
It wns tho night before Thanksgiving,
and two jn'ople were unhappy J. Knox
Falier, newspaper man, becntiHo ho did not
havo a pathetlo Idea for a Thanksgiving
story which was duo on tho city editor's
desk the fol'owlug morning and "Hrlck"
White, newslmy, because ho did havu a
pnthetlo Idea f-ir a Thanksgiving story, nud
utUoYlock that ovoulng Kit bur was cross
lug City Hall park, New York, whon a
pleading volcu addressed hlui.
"Hey, boss, pleaso buy a yuckstra. I'm
stuck wld twenty, an of I don sell 'out de
olo woman's goln' to kill mo bantles," Tho
speaker was a very small boy with a very
largo bundle of papers. Fuller glared fix
edly Into tho boy's oyes until they llllcd
"You're not lying to mof What's your
uamof aud what aru your bantles?"
"Hope to die, boss, If I ain't giving It to
yo straight. Me naino's 'Hrlck' White, an'
I got a banty rooster an' a hen, an' they're
mu M'ts, an' ef I don' git enough money fer
to buy a chlckln fer Jen's Thanksgiving
dinner du olo woman's goln' goln to chop
oil thu bantles' heads off." Tlio boy was
sobbing now, and boring ono cold and
grimy (1st Into his eyes. Falwr drew him
out of the rush nud Interviewed him.
"Yu sou boss, when I was a fresh air kid
las' summer over'n Jersey I got stuck on
a couplo o' bantles. They'd come when 1
called 'cm an1 eat out o' me hand, an' I
hadn't novor seen no bantles before, an' ho
wns such it regular llttlo slugger, ho was
w'y, say, ho'd sail Into do blgges' roosteron
do hull farm an' do 'em, too, hu would an'
the woman sho glvo 'cm to mo fer a pres
ent. I lugged 'em homo wld mu an' fixed
up a coop In do windy, an' now every day
do llttlo hun sho'll go 'chuck, chuck, tu
cackutl' an lay do littlest whltu egg ye
ever see, an' Sullivan dat'a de rooster
he'll walk around du coop prouder'u 's If
hu owned Fl't' aveu'o. Mu tile iiiau was
killed on de elevator railroad, an' du olo
woman shu shu washes, an' Jen, that's
mu sister, shu's beuu stck a long time.
Doctor says shu'll dlo soon, an' she's been
wanting a taste of chlckln ever senco shu
had sumo onct about four years ago, when
she wus In de hossplttle. I want Jen to
havu thu chlckln, but I do' want her to uat
my bantles, an' shu wouldn't neither if shu
kuowed, but ma won't let mo tell her. I
got mu eye on a big chlckln down to
Wash'n'tnn market, and I Wen hustlln' all
day an' ain't got half enough money yet.
Ef I could gtt rid uf these 'eru papers I
"When do you llvof" Faber asked cold
ly, turning his head away.
"No. llayard street. You'll tako one
of these yuckstras often me, won't"
Hut tho stranger bad gone. With a de
spairing glancu at thu big buuilluof extras
"Hrlck" manfully dashed away his tears
and again cried, "Yuckstral Yuckstra!"
Thousands of people hurried by tliu little
shivering figure, but at tho end of an hour
only threo papers had Isjen sold. "Hrlck"
began to slowly work Ills way up tho How
cry. At 11 o'clock ho reached home, tired,
hungry, cold, and weeping bitterly. He
had fifteen papers left.
"Sully's a dead rooster," ho moaned as
he took a last look at his pets before tum
bling into bed.
Early Thanksgiving morning a district
mcKicnger boy left two packages at tho
door of Mrs. White's rooms. Onu was a
great fat chicken labeled "For Jen," nnd
tho other was a big bag of feed marked
"For Sullivan," and when "Hrlck" saw
them ho yelled with delight, seized a wild
ly clucking bantam in each hand, aud ex
ecuted a IJowery war danco on tho lloor,
and tho city editor of tho brightest evening
paper In Now York assured Faber that his
"Hrlck White's Bantles" was thu best
tiling ho'd douo for tho paper In six
mouths. Eaiilk H. Eatok.
Ow'tMl '" Tliuilk.itlvliiK.
"I havo here, sir," said tho poet, banding
tho editor a roll of copy, "an ode toThanks
gl vim: which 1 hopo you can use."
"Well, I can't," replied tlio editor rather
curtly. "I'vogot jnoof my own amount
ing to $ for tho turkey. How much is
No Uoubt About It.
Head of Firm (tho day before Thanks
giving) Mr. Travors, I havo ordered a
turkey sent around to your home as a
slight testimonial, etc.
Travcrs (at the table the next day)
Well, there's no question about Its beluK
Without irrovcrenco It may bo said that
tho ncKatlvc side of thttiK" calls for unu
sual thankfulness this year. We are
thankful that, so many tilings did not
come. Thu cholera stopped In Spain.
France Is IlithtliiK It back from her borders,
and with success, Tho lliiauclal panic did
not come, though many experts expected
it In September. Tho great drought and
Hood foretold by various weather prophets
were withheld, Tho failure of crops was,
af terall, not a fourth so bad as wo expected,
Wo are thankful for negative blessings.
"I'm going to glvo tlutuks to-morrow for
all the blessings I have enjoyed for tho
past year," said the old man devoutly on
"Ughl" grunted his wife, "aud It's till
ruu ever will clve. too."
No. 1122 N
Agents for Garland
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AN ELEGANT LINE OF MOULDINGS.
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For the coming year will be
special features ivhicn the Publishers believe are of very un
usual interest and among them
Sir Edward Arnold
contributes to tho December number the llrnt uf a nerlen of four .rlrlfclM upon Jujkiii. its
iM'ople, Hn ways, anil Its thoughts. Mr. Hubert Ilium, who wnteniiitnlMioned to to to Japan
or ei Miner's AtiiKiir.lne.luis prepared a very remiirkahluHcrlCHnrrirnwIiik-s Illustrate Hlr
Kilwln's papers. Articles upon the recent Jdjkiiiwe taffi'iil will follow, Illustrated by Mr.
niis prepared for the January number nn Important article upon "The I'lumln of the Orcal
African torctl." Aiiollier contribution lu this Held will bo Mr. J. Hcott ICpllte's account or
the reeont African Exhibition held lu tomtom llotb papers will bo miiplr Illustrated.
a Serial Novel by Hubert I-ouls Htovenson nnd
,...,. u. ,,., jvni, ini.mi.imi i,f iiuiu. t nvii pari
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niiihornrl'T!io American Commonwealth," will write a series of Four 4iMcte upon India,
ciiibodyltiK the results of his recent Journey jind studies 011 this hind of uovor-omlliiK Interest,
will be the subject of an Important series somewhat upon tho lines or tin
road Aitleles. "huntnacr Travel," "The Life of Officer nml Men." "Sixel a
and "Jfiii(iK"iiit," aru some of the subjects louelied upon and Illustrated.
Great Streets of the World
Is tho title of a novel collection or articles on which the author ami artist will collaborate to
ulvptliocliaraclerUtlcsorriimpilnthortiUKlirares. Tlio llrst, on Uroadwau will bo written by
Itlchord llanlliiK Davis, ami Illustrated by Arthur I). Frost. Others will follow on P(cci(lllli.
Ignition; Jfoiicivmi, Paris; TheCono, Homo.
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A TWICE TOLD TALE !
""he wise man selcctctli the "Hur
llngton route" and therefore starteth
fe arrayetli hlimclf In purple and
fine linen , for lo, nnd behold, lie is
snuglv ensconced in a'iowercenter" on
the famous vestlhuled Hycr, where
smoke and dust arc never known.
He nrovldetli himself with a book
from the generous library near at hand,
adjusteth his traveling cap, aud pro
cccdcth to pass a day of unalloyed
pleasure ami contentment.
Ami it came to pats, being hungry
and atlilrst, he steppeth Into the dining
car, and by the beard of the prophet,
'twas a feast lit for the gods. Venison,
Hlue Points, Hergundy, frojj legs, can
vasbneks, Muni's extra dry, English
plum pudding, fruits, nuts, Ices, French
coffee, vcrliy, the wise man waxeth
fat, and while he lightctli a cigar, he
takcth time to declare that the meal
was "out of sight."
t occtirrclli to the wise n hat
the country through which he journey
ed wus one of wondrous beauty, inso
much that it was with deep regret, he
noted the nightly shadows fall. How
ever, tenfold joy returned as he beheld
the brilliantly lighted car, nnd the merry
company It contained. Verily, It
afforded a view of Elysium.
The wise man retlreth to rest. De
llciously unconcerned, he sleeps the
sleep of the righteous and awakes
much refreshed. Ills train is on time,
his journey ended. He rejolceth with
exceeding great joy, as lie holds a re
turn ticket by the same route, the "Great
MORAL: Travel by
Gen. Pass, and Ticket Agent,
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Keystone Freezer '
ALL FOR $1.50.
Stoves and Ranges.
noteworthy for a number of
the following- may be mentioned:
Lloyd Osbourne. will run throiiirh u InrKO
siurj uy rriuiK i. piooition win iiimo appear.
Brvce. M. P..
ik successful Hull-
ml tiafctu UcvlctB,"
The foolish man buyctli a ticket of n
scalper. In the morning, behold, he
saveth fifty cents; and lo, at nightfall he
is out $9.27. lie startetli wrong.
W't'i might and main he hurrleth to
the depot, only to find his train four
hours late. '1 he peanut boy slzcth lilin
up and Bclleth him a paper of an uncer
A he journeyeth along, he forme.h a
new acquaintance, for whomliecaslietli
Five minutes for refreshments. While
he riibheth to the lunch counter some
onestcaleth his gripsack. Uechangeth
cars, lo these many times, and It strik
cth the foolish man that he "doesn't
get through pretty fast," and hu be
moanctli his III luck.
He getteth a cinder In his eye, anil
verily he sweareth and cussetli full free.
He exchangeth three piece's of silver for
a hunk In a sleeper, and awaketh just in
time to catch an infernal nigger sneak
ing off with his boots; the Porter's ex
cuse nvailelh nothing, nnd the toollsh
man straightway putteth his boots un
der Ills pillow, that no mon may break
In and steal.
H'8 tmln runneth Into a washout, a
hackman taketh him in to the tune of
six shillings, and the foolish man llfteth
up his voice In great lamentation, for lo
and behold, the tavern is away hut
half a block.
Hereacheth home weary and hearts
sore; his trunk cometh next day mi nut
the cover and one handle, he rcsolvch
hereafter to travel only by the "Great
the Burlington Route
A. C, ZI1SMER,
City Pass, and Ticket Agent,
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