Nebraska advertiser. (Brownville, Nemaha County, N.T. [Neb.]) 1856-1882, December 01, 1881, Image 2
TIIU ADVERTISER. ii. w. I'AiitiiKO'riir.ii if. co mIKllitr rrwrlil'"$ T1IANK30IVIN0 DAY. Tho corn In In tho burn, ami the fruit Ii In tho Mil, Ami tho workers nrc nwiiy: Tho world Is cold wltliout, lint the liro Ih brlxht within, For'tls'lhanksKlvlmc Dny. The children's idowlinr chookn are like npples round anil ri;l. In thoir eye mirth has Its way; In vnln tho cldoiH shako tho wise rvprovlnjr hcnd, It IrtTlmnkcKlvliw Hay. Tho innthor smllea with (irlilu on tho tnll Ron at hor side, Wiiifiiiiiir lliu babies lit their tiluv: A iliuiKhlor, Illy fair, sliws n koimI old mooting iilr. For 'tis Thanksgiving Day. Aniuud tho tuhlo spread with wondrous moats and bread, Look tlmo tho revelers stay: Tim nuts and unities ooiiio last, while Ihu old folks rend tin past, Tor 'tis l titiiikHKlvliifr I'ny. Now, In tho Holy ItiKik. they all toother look. And tho irnimlslro kneels to tiriiy: Then most, when on tho air falters that trcm 1)1 1 ii ff liver, It ih Thanksgiving Day. -.Urn. M. '. Hint, in Chicago Advance THE UK A CON'S TUKKKY. Dowxm Turnor hnd boon a " profes Bor" for upwards of thirty yours, and ids walk and convocation had corro npondod with ids profession; but tho Htoro ho sot by that turkoy. sumo of tho stricter sort shook thoir houds and said, was altogether greater than it was moot for ono of Ids calling to sot by any carnal croaturo. Hut thorn was a groat oxouso for tho worthy man; for it must litivo boon a vory spiritually-minded person whoso mouth would not have watered at the sight of such a fowl as tho deacon was fatting for the coining Thanksgiving. That turkey, it is our candid belief, stood full four foot barefooted; at what liguru ho turned tho scale is not set down in tho records of corpulent statis tics, and wo prefer not to shook the reader's credulity by hazarding an opinion. Not old enough to bo tough, hut in thu full perfection of completed adolescence, plump in contour without the grosser obesity of declining years, gifted with ovory gallinaceous grace, ho was, indeed, a bipod to bo proud of. Now, whilst juicy' visions wore Hit ting before tho minds of expectant miosis, and more limn ono mature ma don was louginglv anticipating a tug at his wishbone, tho deacon's tur key became a stumbling-block of temp tation in tho way of Sam Whipple and Dick Spanglor a pair of light-minded youths who could see a great deal of fun in a very poor joke. " What cap till sport it would bo to steal that turkey on Thanksgiving eve," suggested Sam, with a wink at Dick. Ami got Tom Grill, tho colored cook, to roost him, and thou call in a lot of tho boys, and havo a glorious time," added tho hitter "Then, as wo'ro bolh among tho youngsters invited to tho deacon s din nor, won t it do jolly to near his lam Ins out at ons ovor the missing fowl? they'll beat out of sight tdl tho sighs over heaved for tho llosh-pots ot Egypt," ohuckled Sam. "Ho! he! ho!" giggled Dick. "Haw! haw! haw!" gulVawod Sam. " Let's do it." said the one. "Agreed!" returned tho othor. After layingtlioir heads together hnlf- un-hour, a plan was matured, and tho two scparatoil in great glee. Tho deacon's turkey roostod in tho wood-house, which had a shutter open ing on an adjacent alloy, and fastened by a hook and stanlo inside. On a v sit which Sam Whipple made to tho prem ises on Wodnosduv afternoon, undor pretext of borrowing tho' deacon's saw tniok, ho managed slyly to undo the hook, thus lei.ving tho way clear for the tho night's operations. At a safe hour alter dark tho con spirators started on their errand, first casting lots to decide who should en ter tlio wood-house and bring oil" the prize, and who should keep wntoh tho former task falling to Sam, and tho latter to Dusk. -"You stand here," Biiid Sam, as they ncared tho mouth of the alley. Dick took his station, and Sam, ad vancing stealthily, soon reached tho shutter, which ho had no ditlioulty in opening. Then climbing in, he was nit long in (hiding the object of his search. " But! put!" squawked tho turkov, and Hop, Hop, went his wings, as Sam grasped his loirs anil pulled him down from his porch. After a slmrp scuttle, Sam was tri umphant, and held his gobblorship last under ono arm and securely gagged him with tho othor hand. Thu noiao ot tho struggle had aroused tho deacon's dog, who growlod and barked liorcoly; but Sam kept quiot and soon nil wiis still. "Is that you, Dick?" ho whisporod, as ho hoard stops approaching softly outside. "Yes," was tho answer in tho sixmo tone. "Horo, tako him," said Sam, pass ing out tho turkey, which tho oilier re ceived. Ihon dimbhig out himself, which took a little time, lor ho moved cau tiously, ho looked about for Dick, but neither ho nor tho turkoy was in s'ght. lie walked up and down thu alloy, but thu search was in vain. "Wo I, I call that a shabby trick!" muttered rain, "titer my taking all thu risk, too. Hut may bo he'll turn up all right in tho morning. Ho had bolter, I toll h in!" So saving. Sum walked sulkily homo. Next morn ng, bright, and early, ho started in smirch of Dick, whom he mot shortly apparently on as milar limit foi li i tit. "Where's Unit turkey?" was Snxi'fl JllHt question. "Where U Jic, yourself?" retorted Dick. "I handed him out to yon," returned Sam. "You didn't," replied tho othor. "When the dog barked, I dodged round tho corn mor. When I came buck, I went up to the lis loudly wood-house, and culled you Iiad iiH I ditroil, but you gone. "That's too thin," sneored Sam. "What do you moan?" "That you've turned traitor, mid made away with tho turkey." "That's n lie!" For the space of throe minutes there was a rapid and promiscuous motion of four lists, at tho end of which time Sam hauled oil' with a blackened e, o, and Dick with a bloody nose. Both seemed to have had enough for the present, and irmit tlioir 1'iiuiifir! i vi, Wfiiu. When, at the unpointed hour, they severally entered tlio deacon's parlor j each fearing that if lie stayed away he would bo liablo to suspicion Sam had concealed his damaged optie with a pair of goggles, worn, "ho said, for soro ejus brought on by excessive studv, and Dick acc tinted for his swollen noo on tho ground of a violent catarrh. Tlio deacon, so far from appearing chopfallen, looked unusually cheerful, and when the gu-sts walked in to din ner, what was Sam s and Dick's as tonishment to see at the post of honor on the table tho finest, fattest and big gest turkoy that over aroused mortal heart to thanksgiving. " I tell you what, friends," said tlio deacon, when lru had ('unshod saying grnco. "wo havo more to be thankful lor than most of you are yet aware of. You don't know xvhat a narrow escape we've had from losing tho best part of our dinner. Last night Ihcard tlio dog bark, and going down tho alley back of tho wood-house, found thu shutter open. Somebody insido whis porod: 'Is that you, Dick?' 'Yes, I answered,' for you know my name i Richard. ' Horo, tako him,' said the other, handing out tho turkoy, which I quietly took and bore away." Tho mystery botxvoou Sam and Dick was thus cleared up. but happily not, as we havo seen, till they Intel suffi ciently punished one another. From a twinkle in tlio deacon's eye they more than half suspected that ho knew all. At any rate, neither Sain nor Dick over ventured again to visit Edith Turner. the dorcou's pretty daughter, who, six months alter, marrieil another, ami, lotus hope, u bettor man. Wuio lork Ledger. The .Mother's Leisure Hour. Homo lias been called woman's king dom and litlv so, because within its walls she whins wile, mother, daughter, or sister, holds tho scoptor. "Tho many make the household, but only ono tho homo," says a poet, and in a sense his xvords aro true, for in ovory home tlio house mother is tho ono who gives the tone to tho family. The family life sol dom rises higher than the mother's ideal will let it rise. Whatever is her predominant aim, thu ultimate desire of her heart is rovealed in her sons and daughters. It she is selfish, frivolous and lull of worldly ambition, her chil dren are in a fair way to become tho same. If she is cheery, earnest and consecrated in her purpoio to live tlio best and highest life possible to a Chr's tian woman, her children usually follow 1 in nor slops. I Few leisure hours aro possessed by mothers with their little ones around them. Tho dins aro crowded with cares. The cooking, the sewing, tho tying of strings and fasloning ot but- , ions, lliu training of children, tho hear ing of lessons, the many, many things I which make very little show hut con sumo a great ileal of time, fill up a mother's uiiv so that her resting spell seldom arrives till evening. Then, I when the older boys and gir s aro busy with their maps and slates, when father i is indulging himself with the paper or a favorite book, when the l.ttle ones have said thoir prayers and the uaby has gone to sloop, tho mother feels that sho has earned tlio right to a littlo bit of recess. isho is wise if she takes it. 1-ar too often sho sei.es upon that hour, in stead, to linMi Susie's new frock, or patch Tonum's trousors; to put new wristbands on lather's slurt or a patch on the old table cloth. She works on with nervous energy, when sho ought to bo road ng nu entertaining story, or listening to her daughter's music, or pla ing an air or two herself. She re luctantly lays aside her basket and ueedio when the clock strikes eleven, and drags herself woarilv to bed. This is poor economy. We would persuade, if wo could, all tho mothers who read this paper to take tho leisure hour or half-hour xvhonox'or they can, ovon though thoy lot something else go. It will bo bolter for the r families and thomsolvos in the coming daxs, when tho children shall bo growt, un, and ovon more than at present their mother shall bo tlioir guide, companion and friend. Christum at Work- Tho Emperor AloMindor III. often declares: "I am quito ready to meet death when it cotuos." Ah, xos.Alook; so aro we all of us; fact is. old boy, vo have to bo; can't holp ourso ves, ou know; no postponement on account of tho woaMior and no allowance for d'f feronco in watches. liurUnyton Hindis eye. A olairvoMint Ifas been brought be fore a police court m New York, com pelled to refund tho money roeoivml from hor credulous victims ami put un dor bonds to withhold from lurtlfor praoticu of her vagabond ending. Mill I ! 'I KKLIU10US AND im'CJATIO.IAL. The estimated amount of money to bo raised by tlio London School Hoard this year is about fourteen dollars for each child instructed. Tlio Methodist Episcopal Church will establish a magnilicent university in Chattanooga, movidi'd that city will give tho ground for tho structure Unit is to be built. A ricli Italian who lately died in Finnoo has bequeathed ' 10,000 to Kislo ben, tho birthplace of Luthor, as a tes timony of his poisonal veneration for the great reformer. The King of Sweden last spring or dered collections taken up in the father land. to uid a leoblo Swedish Lutheran church in Philadelphia in puJugadebt of 10,000. The result is the handsome little sum of .S1,."00. The friendsof the I'lioilic Theologic al Seminars', Oakland, I'ul., havo raised $10,000 of $00,000 which are ru- 'l"),ru(ln -0.0u0 to secure si conditional gilt of more from Mr. Moses Hopkins to tho institution. The London Truth shvs of the Hov. I'onto ooter, tho nogro clergyman who has attracted some attention in England, that ho preached "in well chosen language and with a purity of intona tion that would shame many of our Ox ford curates." Of two hundred and six ministors of tho Northern l'resbytcrian Church who died last year, two were over ninety years old, nineteen were be tween eighty and ninety, thirty-livo were between seventy and eight, and ono hundred and fifty were under seventy. lu the current number of a month ly review a list is given of tlio product ive property and income of the prin cipal American colleges. Columbia College has the greatest resources; properly valued at tf l,7(i:t,0i)', witli an incomo'of $:n.",oiH). Harvard is second with productive assets of .:).10.'),Oiio, with an income of $-J:il,0Ut. .Johns Hopkins University has .SI.OOO.OOO of property and an income of lb',o00. Yale has property to the amount of S?o87,000. with an income of St.'hi.uOl). Most of these institutions have been liberally endowed, and a large amount of money has been given to institutions which are scarcely mentioned in the list ot our principal educational estab lishments. One of the greatest of American colleges, an institution which possesses more claims to the title of university than any oilier American college, the University of Michigan, which instructs neirly l,i00 students for a merely nominal tuition, has re ceived scarcely any aid from individual benefactions. Sleeping on the Wall hl.le. A physician was lately called to pro scribe tor a xoting lady who lives in ono of tlio moat charming villas in Learnod ville. " Nothing tlio matter with her," she declared, "nothing but terrible head aches. Kvery morning siio waueii with a head.icho. and it lasted nearly halt the day. It had been going on for months oxer since thoy moved into their new house. Tho old doctor tried all the old remedies and thox all failed. Hiding and archery xvero faith'ully tested, study and practice wore ciieor i'ullv given up. Nothing did any good. " Will you let me see your bedroom?" asked the doctor one day, and ho was shown up into the prettiest little nest imaginable. Nothing wrong about the ventilat'on. The winiluxx's xvero high and broad and left open every night, tlio patient said. Tlio bud stood in ono corner against tho wall. "How do you sloop?" says the doctor. "On my right side at tho back of the bed, xvitli my lace to tho xvall. Lou likes tlio front best." "The dickens she does!" savs tho doctor. "So do 1. "W III you do mo tho lavor to xvheel the bud into tho middle of tlio room and sleep so for a weeks' I hen let me know about tho headaches." Doctors aro so absurd! The middle of the room, indeed! And there xvero tho windows on ono side, and tlio two doors on tho two other sides, and the mantel with it Macratne lambrequin on the fourth side. There was no place for the bed but just where it blood, in the corner. " Never mind! Sacrifice yourlambro qtiiu,'' urged the doctor "jut for a xveek, you Knoxv." Tlio lambrequin xvas sacrificed, tho bod moved where it hnd frou air on both sides, and tho headaches disappeared. It may bo only an exceptionally deli cate system that xvould be induced to actual headache by breathing all night tho relleeted air from a wall. Yet pos sibly soino of the morning dullness xvo know of may bo traceable to a like cause. At any rate, plenty of breath ing space around a bed can only be an advantage to everybody. In visiting thrco or lour newly-built and bo.iutiiiil houses recently, the lack of a good place for the bed xvas tho most striking feature of the bedrooms. Some of those rooms xvore finished in shining maliog'iny, obony, or walnut. Some xvero hung xvith rich modern tapestry. All xvero elegant and a few xvero 'dry. Hut in tlio most of tho best of them, xvhero xvas tho bod to stand? A bay xvindow, perhaps, xvould occupy the middle of ono sido, anolhor window another, a door another, a mantel-pioco another. Christian Union. --A hoivo which Dean Boomer, ol London, Out., had in his possession foi forty-sk years, and xvas really two years ohler than that, xvas shot on Wednesday to save it from stamition. It had bui.'oino too xvoak to eat. Youths' Department. tiik sviwoirDora visionT Thcro'B the hell for "recosa ovor," tltno for Mtupld books iijraln: Hut how cm h follow study wUliThunlVKlvlnw on his liriiln When I read of Turks anil Turkey, littlo hood to them I pay. Wbtlo my mind Is full of vision of thu near TliiinkRKlvItiK Dny. I can only hoar tho "gobble" of n turkoy, fat and nice. Which, my (rrniiilpii wrltoa, la wnltlnK to bo 1 'lilt rl In a trice, .lust as soon us Sis and I and all the family aro able To beoit and spend Thanksjrlvlntf round tho dear old liiriii-liomo talilo. Tlml'n a study, now, of Turkey that a fellow llko, I'm Hiiro, Hut put It In Rooirriipuy, and that I can't en dure: It him a (MITerunt davor, somehow, on tho dear old farm, And 'cratnm nif" then or "stuffltiK" novor does one any hnrm. Now there's a class In spoiling: Hobby White ha tripped on "skates," And that's Homethliitf don't do. I remember how my mntos And 1 went olf toftcthor, with our skates upon our tcet, Tor a tiico across the mill-pond, and 'twas only who beat. Oh, TtumksKlvliur J)ny Is Jolly on tho dear old farm, and so It knocks siudy lu tho head Xor a wcok before we ko; And I pity uny follow, bo ho Murk, or white, or blown, Whose uraudpapu and grandma are not living out of WWII. Well, 1 H'pose I i7it to study whllo my book before mo lies, Hut It's hard upon u lellow now to have to shut his eyes Upon such charmlnsr visions. Did you speak, sir- can I toll Whfre Turkoy Is Oh yes, sir, I have learned that le son well. Marti I). Ilrinc, m Hariicr'itYiiuwj l'ciile. A JOLLY TUANKSUIV1NU DAY. "Oh, what a jolly day! Good thick ice on tlio pond! and just the day for a race with tho fellows." Harry Archer xvas out of led with a bound and a real livo boy's whoop, and ran to the xvindow lor a viow of tlio (lis- ' taut pond, before drawing on the xvarm stockings and shoes which had lain all night in scattered placos about the lloor, keeping company xvith dill'oront articles of clothing horo and there and ! all over. All of Harry's thoughts xvure xvith the pond and his now skates. The skates , were a present from his Uncle Harry, I whoso namesake the boy xvas, and xvith whom ho xvas a great favorite. Uncle Harry lived in the city, but hud promis ed to eat his Thanksgiving-dinner with Mrs. Archer and hor husband, and Harry bad been promised a race xvith i his uncle after dinner, for Uncle Hal , was a famous skater uotwithstinding ' his twenty-oight years, an age xvhich to Hal junior scorned vory advanced in- j deed. So to Harry this Thanksgiving j Day seemed very 'important, and had been anticipated long" and well. As ho ' hastily dressed himself, ho thought: i Lot mo see; the follows xvill bo at the pond about half-pat nine, 1 guess, and unit win give us a skate of two or three jolly hours before I come homo to dross for dinner. Well, after dinner Uncle ' Hal and I aro going to skate 1 can J beat an old man like him any day; and ' then, in tho evening, there'll bo games, 'cause there's company coming, and mamma eng igod a piano-man. Oh, this xvill be a lirst-'elns's day, won't it, though!" All these thoughts, xvhilo the stock ings and shoos, tho pants and jackets xvero being donned rupidlv-and tho last thoug'it, xvith tho final question, must liavo been addressed to Harry's rolloction, as he stood before tho mirror brushing tiis curly, fair hair, and smiling at tlio merry rosy face xvhich smiled back to him. Then, as every boy ought, ho knelt to say tho morning prux or xvhich a good mother had taught him never lo forget, and in tho pra.cr xx'iis included tho earnest petition: "Dear Lord, teach me to do always to others as 1 xvould that others should do also to me, lor Jesus' sake." Harry had repeated that prayer as long as ho could remember, and although perhaps ho had never thought as seriously of its meaning as his mother desired ho should, vet a very kind-hearted, loving littlo fellow was Harry, ami willing always to bo oblig ing and helpful, and such a boy is apt to make a good man, xx'o all know. Breakfast over, away wont Harry, warmly olnd in his fur-lined coat, and with his now skates slung oxer his shoulder. In tho distance glistened the smooth pond, on the surface ot which already xvero gliding half a dozen boys. Harry quickened his steps xvith a "Hur rah, bovs!" and laughed aloud in the fullness of his merry heart and over flowing spirits. Only a littlo farther to go nnirthon for the trial of speed bo txveen the best skaters. Harry's chocks xvero glowing xvith health and exorcise. His heart xvas content xvith present joy nnd merry anticipations for tho ro-t of the day. And no xvondor that ho sang and xx'histlcd along the road until sud denly slopped by a pitiful sight before him. A boy of his own ago upparontL , thin, white-cheeked and sail, his blue lips trembling with xveakness and cold as ho drew the xx'orn, scant jacket about him, and his poor feet baroly protected from the slippery road by a pair ot gaping shoes. Much too snort for tho shivering limbs xvas the ragged pair oi pants, and tho boy's knees trembled beneath his own slight weight. " O Mastor Harry Archer," ho said, imploringly, "can "you gi'o mo a foxv pennies to got a roll xvith at tho corner, lor I'm nearly starved and frozen to death." Harry recognized tho boy as tho son and only child of a drunken father xvho had long sinco griood his poor xvifo to death and now xvas fast killing his child xvith ill-troatmont. " Hut, Jack, 1 thought your fithor had gone to work again in tho fore and so you xvould bo sa'o from blows at least. How came you so far from tho othor end of tho villago and your home?" Jack shook Ids hood, nnd the tears filled his eyos - "Homo, Master Harry! I've got no homo noxv, Father boat nio last, night and turned mo out of doors xvhon every ono in tlio villago was asloop. and threatened to kill mo if 1 cried aloud. And then he packed up a foxv things and took every cent of moiroy xvo Had and xvent oil' this morning in the cars somoxvhere, saying ho xvas going to bo well rid of mo. And noxv I'm all alone, and oh, so cold and hungry." Harry listened xvith his little heart full of indignation, and xvhile ho listened there came over the field from tho pond tho merry shouts of tho bovs at play and tho ring of stool against ice, so tempting a sound to 1 lurry's ears. Ho half turned toward tho pond after giving Jack h fow cents, and sxvung his skatos lrrosolutoly in his hand. Hut was it. do you think, tho memory of his usual petition only that morning repeated as ho knelt in his room that God xvould "to.ieh him to do to others as he xvould others should do to him" that kept him from going i on towards his playmates and caused him to turn agmn towards Jack, who looked so pitiful and cold and sad? It scorned an easy thing to pray that ono littlo prayer xvhon thuro xvero no obstacles in tlnA xvay of his pleasures and ho had no need to anticipate any such call upon him, Hut it all flashed upon Harry noxv plainly enough. If ho xvere Jack and stood in, lack's position, hoxv would lie like to bo treated? That xvas tho question, and Harry's xvarm heart im mediately ansxvorodit. " Soo here, Jack," ho said, "you look blue us indigo, Now, thorn's noth ing can xx'arm a follow up like skating, and you just put on those skates of mine and cut across tho pond for a foxv minutes, and then I'll take you home to get a xvarm breakfast, and mother' 11 talk to you. I'm going liomoa minute, ami you moot mc liore xviion i come back; but, mind you, lot mo find you xvith rod chooks, or I'll knoxv you haven't boon skating. Hurry up, nox" Tho smile of genuine pleasure which broke all ovor .lack's face made Harry' 3 hoart glad, and presently ho saw tho drunkard's child enjoying himself in true boy-fashion for tho first time in many a our of sorrow, as ho buckled on the now skates and joined, un it t ceil, the crowd of skaters on the pond. Meanxvhde Harry ran home and re lated to his mother tho wholo story. Her xvarm heart was as easily touched as her boy's had boon, and giving him permission to bring Jack homo for some breakfast she sent him with a loving kiss ovor the road again, and then had a talk xvith papa, about the poor boy xvhose Thanksgiving Day had dawned so sadly. Jack was on his xvay back from tlm pond, after having xvarined himself and his heart in tho oxorcise ho so liked, when a gentleman overtook him and kindly remarked, in parsing: "Why, my boy, you're thinly drossod for such a day, aren't you?" y Jack colored painfully. "I'm not cold now, "sir. sinco I'x-o been skating; but I xvas nearly frozen, and I am very poor." "Hut you've a nice pair of skates. How did you get those? bold your jack et for them, may bo, oh?" " Oh. no, indeed, sir. These are Harry Archer's skates, and I hope God xvill bless him, sir, for his kindness to mo this day." And Jack related tho story to the gentleman. To his surprise tho gentle man responded to his story xvith a hearty: "Bless tho boy, he's a trump!' And just as ho xvas wondering xvhat it iiieant.hosaxvllaryrunuinglomoethim. "1 say. Jack, it's all right. Mother says you're to como Hiil'oa, Undo Hal! you hero so early? Why, Jack, you boen talking to Uuclo Hal?" And then Hurry seized his uncle's hand and gave a wild whoop a tor his usual fashion xvhon anything pleased him. Jack explained to Harry as thoy walked homo. And when he had break fasted bosido a xvarm lire a littlo later, Harry's lather called him out to the barn and had a long tal xvitli him there, xvhich resulte I in his being on gaged as stable boy and t assist the coachman. In an old, but good suit of clothes belonging to Harry, Jack presumed a vory comtrtnbiu appear ance, and Harry's delight knoxv no bounds. Hut that n'glit, after all tho company had gone, there xvas a timid knock at Mrs. Archer's door, and Jack -xvas found outside. " l'leaso, lady," ho said, "I couldn't sleep to-night until I came to ask you if you xvould mind saying a prayer for mo. I want to thank (Sod, only I don't knoxv how exactly, for giving mo a happy Thanksgiving Day. This morn ing xvlien I saw the sun riso I didn't see xvhat I had to bo thankful for; but now it is all changed, and I feel so thankful here, ma'am," laving his hand on his heart, "that I must hour vou thank God for me and teach mo how to do so, too." When he had gone, Mrs. Arehor xvont up to her boy's room and kuolt bosido his bed. "My darling, toll mo xvhv vou did for Jack what ho has told mo you did this morning. I hadn't hoard about sour giving up your sMiting bofore. 1 thought he was'just xvaiting there for you. And you had anticipated your race on tho pond so long? My dear lit tlo son!" And sho folded hor arms about him closoly. Harry blu-hod a littlo, but tho truo answer camo at last: "You taught mo tho prayer, mamma, you know. And so 1 did to Jack just what 1 xx'ould havo wanted somulKidy to do to mo if I had been poor and cold and sad, and had no mother. 'Do unto others,1 it says, you know, and so 1 l only just d'd it, that's all, mamma. But oh, hasn't it boon a jolly Thanksgiving Day?" --..Van ;. Urine, in luwriitcd Christian Weekly. '