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Castoria is Dr. Samuel Pitcher's prescription for Infants
and Children. It contains neither Opium, Morphine nor
other Narcotic substance. It is a harmless substitute
for Paregoric, Drops, Soothing Syrups, and Castor OIL
It is Pleasant. Its guarantee is thirty years* use by
Millions of Mothers. Castoria destroys Worms and allays
feverishness. Castoria prevents vomiting Sour Curd,
• cures Diarrhoea and Wind Colic. Castoria relieves
teething troubles, cures constipation and flatulency,
Castoria assimilates the food, regulates the stomach
and bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep. Cas*
toria is the Children's Panacea—the Mother's Friend.
" Castoria U an excellent medicine for chil
dren. Mothers have repeatedly told me of its
good effect upon their children.”
Dr. G. C. Osgood,
"Castoria Is the beet remedy for children of
vAich I am acquainted. I hope the day is not
far distant when mothers will consider the real
Interest of their children, and use Castoria in
stead of the various quack nostrums which are
destroying their loved ones, by forcing opium,
morphine, soothing syrup and other hurtful
agents down their throats, thereby sending
them to premature graves."
Da. J. 7. Eracaoos,
“ Castoria fa so well adapted to children that
I recommend it as superior to any prescription
known to me:”
H. A. Ascmut, H. D.,
Ill So. Oxford St., Brooklyn, N. T.
“ Our physicians in the children's depart
ment hare spoken highly of their experi
ence in their outside practice with Castoria,
and although we only hare among our
medical supplies what is known as regular
products, yet we are free to confess that the
merits of-Castoria has won us to look with
favor upon it.”
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A WINTER THOUGHT.
fb<i wind swayed daisies that on every side
Throng the wide Helds in whispering companies,
Serene and gently smiling like the eyes
Of tender children long beatified:
The delicate thought wrapped buttercups that
Like sparks of fire above the wavering grass
And swing and toss with all the airs that pass.
Yet seem so peaceful, so preoccupied.
These are the emblemsof pure pleasures flown—
I scarce can think of pleasure without these.
Even to dream of them is to disown
The cold, forlorn midwinter reveries
Lulled with the perfume of old holies new
No lo- ger dreams, but dear realities.
THE POTENCY OF PIE.
When the Federal General Grierson
made his famous cavalry raid through
Mississippi, the women of the state were
speechless with indignation at the ruth
less invasion of their sacred soil. Not a
tear was shed as the Roman matrons
buckled on the armor of the home
guards—old, gray haired “majors” and
“colonels,” who had mustered with flint
locks, and young boys just in their
All who could “bear arms” went pour
ing forth with impetuous speed and swift
ly formed in the ranks of war. The in
vaders were beset front, flank and rear
by an undisciplined but pertinacious foe.
The wily general’s march was executed
in deux temps to avoid the harassing
enemy which he dared not halt and dis
perse. Many bluecoats from the invad
ing column were picked off by the way
side, and every straggler was gobbled up
by the ubiquitous home guards. They
sent the wounded Yankees to the nearest
hospital. A number were taken to Co
lumbus, where a Confederate hospital
had been established under the super
vision of the Soldiers’ Aid society. The
society was composed of the women of
Columbus, who had organized at the be
ginning of the war. The hospital was
full of sick and wounded Confederates,
but the ladies made room for the “hated
Yankees” as a Christian duty.
To relieve the crowded hospital a dozen
Confederates were removed to the house
of a dear old lady, who made them com
fortable on cots in her parlors. This
dear old lady had three sons in the army.
Her husband was on duty with the
Her carriage horses were in the artil
lery service, and a pair of plantation
mules pulled her carriage.
Her spinning wheels and looms were
manufacturing gray jeans, and even
while she slept her fingers moved, as
when awake she knitted socks for the
Daily she drove to the hospital and
went through the wards, followed by
her negro woman bearing a basket of
homemade dainties, which she dispensed
to the sick. With Christian charity she
extended her ministrations to the Yankee
ward. She could not love them—they
had invaded her home and shed the blood
of her kinsmen—but she could return
“good for evil.” It required, however,
no small effort on her part to divide with
the enemy’s sick the dainties so hard to
get in the blockaded south. She did so
because it was a duty, but her heart was
not in the work.
There was one of Grierson’s soldiers—
scarcely a man in years—who lay on his
cot in the delirium of fever. The kindly
black face of the nurse who bathed his
head was strange to him, but he smiled
feebly when he looked into the gentle face
of the dear old lady who bent over him,
and he called her “mother.”
At that moment the heart of the dear
old lady surrendered, and she took that
Yankee boy for her own.
Never was invalid more tenderly
nursed, and never hung life on a more
slender thread. She watched him from
day to day and administrated with tire
less hand medicine and liquid food. He
lingered days and weeks, his brain
clouded with fever fancies and the flesh
shrunken upon his bones.
One morning there was a gleam of in
telligence iu Ms pale blue eyes as he
looked up at the kind, earnest face of
the southern woman, and he wliispered,
“Water.” After a few sips he contin
ued, “I thought you was mother, but 1
guess as how I won’t see her no more.”
He closed his eyes, and the dear old
lady sent at once for the surgeon. The
doctor felt his pulse and remarked, “His
vitality is very low—we must try to
build him up with stimulants and nour
These were obtained, but he refused
positively to touch the whisky, as he
had promised Ms mother never to do so,
he said, and had taken the pledge. Ho
swallowed the beef tea with reluctance.
The fever had gone, and with it nearly
all the life that was in him.
The dear old lady looked sadly upon
the emaciated form and sunken cheeks
of the poor boy. She forgot that ho was
an enemy and saw only a mother's son
among strangers and sick unto death.
Her soul went out in a great wave of
sympathy to the invalid.
In vain she tempted his appetite with
each of the liquid foods witMn the for
mula allowed by the surgeon. She could
not persuade Mm to take stimulants,
and 1ns vitality continued to sink daily.
To her question whether there was
anything that he would like to eat he
answered, “Pumpkin pie.”
But the doctor said it would kill Mm
M 24 hours.
“Pumpkin pie,” became the lad’s day
long and night long plaint. It made the
dear old lady’s heart bleed to refuse it.
“Doctor, can't you save the poor fel
low?” she asked.
The doctor answered gravely, “Mad
am, I am afraid all your work has been
in vain. He cannot hold out much long
After the doctor had gone, the dying
boy opened his eyes and wMspered wist
fully, “Please—just one piece!”
“Yes. you shall have it!” said the old
lady, and as she stepped into her car
riage and ordered the driver to “whip
up those mules and drive home quick”
there was in her face the same expres
sion of determination wMch may be seen
on that of the soldier when with blanched
;heok be clinches his nmsket and dashes
*t a battery of gatling guns.
The pumpkin pie was made. The crisp
crust was rolled out by the beautiful
hands of the dear old lady, who was
careful not to let the tears that rolled
down her cheeks drop on it.
The same evening the homely mules
trotted briskly to the hospital.
It was a terrible thing she was about
Sue went again to the surgeon’s office.
Again she asked, “Doctor, is there no
L qa) for that poor Yankee boy?”
"Madam, I can do nothing more. He
will be dead before morning.” was the
Quickly but resolutely she made her
way to the couch of death. She dis
missed the nurse and took her seat. After
awhile the boy opened his eyes, and she
held out a slice of the pumpkin pie.
He opened his mouth, and she broke
the pie into bits and fed him, weeping
quietly the while. When the slice was
finished, his hollow eyes seemed to de
vour her as he murmured, “More.”
She hesitated a moment, and then
whispering "God forgive me!” she gavo
him a second slice.
He closed his eyes, and she watched
him until he breathed regularly, and
then she quickly stole away. She felt
as a murderer must feel, but she could
not make up her mind to watch her vic
At home once more, the dear old lady
locked herself in her room.
Early the next morning those mules
again trotted briskly to the hospital.
The nnrse reported that her j)atient
had slept quietly all night. While the
old lady looked anxiously down on his
wasted form, he opened his eyes and said
in a strong voice, “Where’s the other
section of that pumpkin pie?”
Coffins were very scarce in the confed
eracy, and the hospital steward congrat
ulated himself that the surgeon was mis
taken when he said that the Yankee hoy
would die.—Lylie O. Harris in New Or
The “Crucifixion Plant.**
Those versed in plant and flower lore
say that the celebrated “plant of Cal
vary” was unknown in the flora of the
world prior to the date of the crucifixion
of Jesus. According to the tradition,
the original plant sprang up in the track
made by Pilate when he went to the cross
for the purpose of placing that infamous
“title” over the head of him of whom the
Jews said, “Say that he called himself
‘King of the Jews.’ ” The plant as it is
now known is a common trefoil, resem
bling the common clover in many partic
ulars, especially in its peculiarities of
growth. There is but little doubt that in
truth it was originally a native of Turkey
or India, but Christians who discredit the
story of its miraculous origin still claim
that its native home is Palestine.
Under the name of Calvary clover it is
known all over Europe. At present the
three round, green leaves of the plant
each have a carmine spot in the center,
which looks for all the world like a drop
of blood. During the day the three leaves
stand erect, the two side ones laterally
taking on almost the exact form of a
cross. During the season a small yellow
flower appears, its form and makeup re
minding most startlingly of the crown of
thorns.—St. Louis Republic.
Its True Derivation.
It is truly surprising what erroneous
ideas are entertained by the general pub
lic concerning the true meaning of many
terms in general use. A striking exam
ple of this is the word “terne” as applied
to tin plate. Usually it is understood
that this word is derived from the French
one, meaning “dull.” This is totally in
correct. Terne plate is a sheet or plate
of iron and steel covered with an alloy
of tin and lead in the proportion of two
thirds lead and one-third tin. It is this
union of the three metals—iron, lead and
tin—that gave rise to the word terne
plate, terne being an equivalent to the
English tern, meaning “threefold.” The
origin of the erroneous definition of this
term was the fact that because of the
large percentage of lead used in coating
terne plates it is duller in hue than the
ordinary tin plate, which is frequently
designated “bright plate” in contradis
tinction to the former.—House Furnish
Objections to a Bravo Soldier.
A young sergeant distinguished him
self hy liis gallantry at Donelson and
was recommended for promotion. He
was summoned to appear before a mili
tary hoard at Washington and closely
questioned hy West Point graduates.
None of his answers was satisfactory.
When the report reached President Lin
coln, he fidgeted for a moment, laid the
paper on his desk, then taking one gaunt
knee in his hands said: “I don’t know
what to do with this case. Here's a
young fellow who knows nothing of the
science of losing battles. He doesn’t even
know the technical name of the fortifica
tion on which he ran up the stars and
stripes in the face of the enemy.” He
thought a moment, then indorsed the re
Give tills man a captain’s certificate.
A. Lincoln. .
—Harper’s Young People.
A Carved Hum an Figure.
A figurine 20 centimeters high, carved
in mammoth ivory, was discovered with
other human remains at Bruns, Austria,
44 meters below the surface of the
ground. It is the figure of a muscular
man, and its most remarkable feature is
the shape of the head, which, besides be
ing extremely long or dolicoceplialic, 1
(cephalic index 65.68), has a capacity of
1,350 cubic centimeters and shows the
frontal sinuses and glabella very promi
nent, a characteristic of a low type of
An old family servant said recently to
a member of a stricken household: “I did
feel so bad when I heard Mr. Frank was
dead. I couldn't sleep at all last night;
but, Miss Belle, I’ve cried so hard I’m
afraid I won’t be able to cry at the fu
neral.”—New York Times.
The New Figure In French Politic*.
The deputies went home after Cavaig
Bac’s speech convinced that a new man
had arisen, and that M. Carnot had found
at last a dangerous rival for his chair.
It is much loo soon to decide yet whether
tins anticipation will be realized, but it
is by no means an impossible one. That
M. Carnot’s reputation has been slipping
down an inclined plane has for some
time past been evident to every ob
server. No one accuses him either of
peculation or corruption, t hough the ac
quittal does not everywhere extend to
every member of hisj household, but a
bitter feeling is abroad that he must
have known more or less what tainted
instruments he was using, and that he
has been inexplicably wanting in the
resolution to probe the affair to the bot
tom and prosecute the guilty.
As often happens, even the tainted are
in favor of severity, and before M. Ca
vaignac’s speech men were talking of dis
solution in order to secure a full inquiry
from a new house, and asking whether
M. Brissou, the chairman of the Panama
parliamentary committee, would not
make an excellent president. The aus
terity of M. Brisson, however, rather
daunts his friends, as he is as yet un
known to the general population, his
commission having been, so to speak,
smothered by the legal inquiries and
nearly baffled by its want of power to
put interrogations and compel witnesses
to attend. M. Cavaignac’s name, like
M. Carnot’s name, is, however, known
to every man in France, and since Sedan
his father’s candidature against Louis
Napoleon has been counted to him foi
Bottle Blowing by Machinery.
At the present time the eyes of the
bottle making world are turned toward
New Jersey. Their glance centers upon
Woodbury, for in that quite village the
destiny of the bottle blower may be said
to be on trial. Tho Ashley bottle mak
ing machine has been sot in operation to
see if it cannot do the work of human
hands and lungs and do it better and
more economically. Tho machine was
described before the British association
in 1889, when it was stated that bottles
had been made by the machine, quite
complete, which had successfully been
subjected to an internal pressure of 800
pounds to the square inch. The career
of the machine in England, wo believe,
has been most unfortunate, but this does
not at all diminish the interest which its
introduction into America has excited.
The advantages to be gained by the
use of such a machine are much too solid
to permit small obstacles to hinder its
success. The trial run at Woodbury
has been fairly successful. Tho auto
matic principle has not been developed
to the full extent in these machines, but
it has been carried so far that one man
and three boys—none of them necessarily
skilled glassblowers—can operate two
machines, each of which is capable of
turning out two bottles a minute.—Pro
fessor C. H. Henderson in Popular Sci
Last of the Druids.
We regret to announce the death of
the high priest of the sun at the ripe age
of 92. To the eye of faith he was the
last of the Druids. The profane knew
him only us Dr. William Price of Llan
trissant, in Glamorganshire, and charac
terized him as “a most eccentric man.’'
It must be admitted that they were not
altogether without excuse for this opin
ion. He attempted to imitate the pontif
ical raiment of his predecessors in the
priesthood, wearing a whole foxskin on
his head, a light green coat with trousers
to match and a scarlet waistcoat.
As a reproduction of Druidic costume
the profane may perhaps be again ex
cused Tor thinking this a little uncon
vincing. Even high priests of the sun
are not without human weaknesses, and
Dr. Price signalized this truth at the age
of 81 by marrying his housekeeper, a
girl of*19. One must allow that this step
is a touch of prose in such a character,
but he redeemed it shortly afterward by
attempting to burn the body of his dead
child on a funeral pyre which he erected
in a neighboring field. The Druid could
hardly take account of the constable.—
Pall Mall Budget.
Coincidence In Death.
It is a singular fact that three noted
men have died within a few weeks of
each other, whose names are inseparably
connected with one of the most exciting
episodes in congress, when John Young
Brown was censured for having given
free rein to his tongue in defining what
he conceived to be Butlerism. General
Butler, in a characteristic speech, de
manded that Brown be punished. Mr.
Lamar 'opposed the motion in quite as
vigorous a speech, and Mr. Blaine, who
was then the speaker, was called upon
to administer the censure, which he did
in such a low tone that nobody could
hear him, out of consideration for the
feelings of the disgraced member.—Bos
Spontaneous Combustion In the Mails.
Spaulding & Co., the State street jew
elers, received yesterday the remains of
a package sent out last December. At
that time it contained a solid silver fili
gree comb with celluloid teeth. There
had been a miniature conflagration in
the box, evidently caused by spontane
ous combustion. The edges of the box
were charred, there was some burned
cotton, a piece of tarnished silver, but
no comb. The only explanation offered
is that the box must have been jflaced
too near the stove.—Chicago Tribune.
A Noble Indorsement.
Governor and Mrs. McKinley set a
noble example of honesty and integrity
to the world. The good wife was notan
indorser upon the fatal paper, but she
indorses her husband's honor and man
hood. Such an example in these days is
worth millions in money.—Chicago Inter
Paderewski's digital abscess will, it is
stated, cost him and his managers a loss
of $20,000 in unrecited recitals. It isn’t
always best to have your business at
your finger ends.—Albany Press.
children Cry ror Pitcner s Castoria.
When Baby was sick, we gave her Costoria.
When she v as a Child, she cried for Cacfcoria^
When she became Miss, she clung to Costoria.
When she had Children, she gave them Costoria
Cures Consumption, Coughs, Croup, Sore
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