OPINIONS OF GREAT PAPERS ON IMPORTANT SUBJECTS
Keep the iJod Out of School.
O\V was it thirty years a so , when corporal pun-
shmont was abolished in theschools ? Were
10) ) those tin1 daysvhen v-hoo ! districts oC the
> \vn wove infested with gnijjs of young ruf-
tns v * h.i terrorized tile noi i'mrhoods : ind
t-jainsl whom the policewore almost power-
loss ? Have the generations of boys since then
*
been w , . r c or 'better ? The far greater peace and quiet of
the town , the increns.d : sobriety , the absence of the old
gait.is of youthful ruffians would seem to .suggest that there
fitas 4 > ivn improvement during iho period since the whip
was ; ab.indoncd in the schools. For some reason Xcw York
Is now f.-ir more orderly than it was before , and order is
preserved more easily. I'ioting , once comparatively fre-
qticni. has ceased. The discipline in the schools themselves
s more Nliricnt than whfMi it was p forced with the rod.
En every r isj . ct they are better. New York Sun.
Making Ourselves Uncomfortable ,
NE of the troubles , or. rather , sources of the
troubles , of this age is that people arc too com
fortable. Hot and coJd water in ovei % room ,
o' < "tnc light , elevators , steam heaters , easy
iirs : all tlicse things are ruining the race.
We aro growing soft , torpid , lazy and ineffect
ive because our way is made too smooth for
us. Especially is this true of bachelors who live in hotels
eoid never have to do anyfhing for themselves , but we all
share , to some degree , in the common luxuries that have
converted even the poor among us into sybarites.
Strength of muscle , or mind , of wiil , is acquired only
by exercise. An athlete runs a mile. It is hard work ,
but it builds tip his muscle. If he lay in bed lie would
Eie moni : U ease , but his muscles would grow flabby and
.weak and ia the day of trial he would fail. A child Avhose
sligh-hvO wish is obeyed will grow up weak-willed and petu
lant and will be helpless afterward in die face of deter
mined opposition.
Modern invention and the competition of business have
relieved people of a vast deal of laborwhich formerly they
aiad to perform. The elevator saves climbing upstairs , the
electric light saves the work of filling and cleaning oil
SarnpK. ihe telephone saves going on errands , the street cars
save walking. All things are done for us. In consequence
we are losing the habit and the knack of doing things for
ourselves. We are going to seed , falling into flesh , suffer
ing a weakening * of the will and a darkening of the uu-
derslandinThe old Spartan spirit is evaporating. We
cry under slight pain and demand anesthetics. Our soft
bodiesannot stand heat or cold , nor our soft minds intense
EASY FOR CHAUNCEY DEPEW.
Kdiiar Comments on the Senator's Rc-
iuirksi 011 Luck of .Laughter.
'Chauncey M. Depew says that we
tire all TOO parsimonious of laughter ;
we don't look around for the fun
there is in life ; we take things too
seriously. Maybe that's true enough ,
bcl it does make us tired to hear this
Kort of philosophy coming from a man
Sike Chauneey. who rests on downy
2)eds of ease , and never has to lie
.znvake at night trying to cipher out
"where next winter's coal is' going to
come from. Channy has bins in his
cellar full of all sorts of imported and
domestic money , and when he wants
.irnj'thing he just goes down thtr , with
a sack and shovels in enough money
lo buy what he wants , and that's all
there is to it. It's dad-bli-'tercd easy
for a man to be a che.'rful philosopher
when he has a few cords of green
backs piled up 5n his woodshed. And
Chauneey. while he says such beau
tiful thing * between times , is contrib
uting to the gloom of the nation near
ly all the time by telling weary old
stories that turn a man's blood to
vater. It's a nice howdydo for a man
to spring a lot of heart-breaking anec
dotes , and then look around upon the
weeping and shuddering people and
tell them that they ars too parsimoni
ous of mirth.
There's a man a good deal like
Channey within a thousand miles
of the town we live in. lie goes
around all the time with a beaming
smile , as serene as a May morning ,
throwing around gems of philosophy
promiscuously. He is always saying
pretty tilings about letting sunshine
Into our lives and gathering the roses
Tvrhile we may. and all that sort of
thing. He has a string of platitudes
on file in his memory all the time , and
he never misses a chance to distribute
them.
But that's about all that he ever
does distribute. He is so stingy that
lie would steal hay from a blind horse.
He has always been well fixed , and
his father was well fixed before him.
nnd he has never known what it
means to walk the floor in the silont
watches of the night , wondering how
in blitzen that note was going to be
paid. All he does is to look .serene
nd quote chaste things concerning
ihe sunshine , and go around jacking
np his tenants and renters it' they get
a few days behind and piling up
wealth in the bank. It's mighty easy
to be a philosopher under such circum
stances. Nebraska State Journal.
LUXURY IN THE KLONDIKE.
.Hardship IK Xo Lotifcer the Inevitable
Jot of Alaska miners.
Hardship is no longer a necessary
accompaniment of owning and work-
Ing a mine in the Klondike. Certain
holders of rich claims on Bonanza , and
Eldorado creaks , on which were made
ihe 'Mi-ike * " that startled the world
a few years ago. have worked out a
system ! ' iraMicring their gold'ii divi
dends v , hi"h involvelittle more than
an enjoyable summer outing. It is as
easy as going to the races , only the
Klomliker brings back the gold. It is
hardly more trouble than clipping
coupons from gilt-edge.ri bonds.
These owners of nonanza claims
spend the winter in "toe States , " Cali
fornia claiming most of them. In the
they make up a party of
intellectual toil for long sittings. Fortitude is going out of
the world.
If one of us wishes to escape fatty degeneration , cor
poreal , intellectual and moral , it is necessary for him to
make himself uncomfortable. Let him sleep on a hard mat
tress , let him sit only on hard , straight-backed chairs with
out upholstery ; let him bathe in co'.d water ; let him black
iiis own boots ; let him walk long distances : let him cut
sparingly and of none but simple dishes ; let him do the
things that he does not like to do ; let him refrain from
doing the things he docs like to do ; let him mortify his
flesh and humiliate his desires until he shall gain the mas
tery over himself. San Francisco Bulletin.
Death and the Fear of It.
MEREDITH is reported to have said
Jin a recent interview that doctors and parsons
jaro doing harm by increasing the fear of death
and making the English less manly. "No one , "
he a'dded , "should consider death or think of it
as worse than going from one room to another. "
For his own part , he says , he "hopes he shall
die with a good laugh. "
There is no objection to joyousnes ? . even on the solemn
occasion of passing from this form of existence to one of
which we know-nothing except by faith. All the same , a
frivolous laugh seems to be an affectation of courage rather
than geniuine heroism. Death is no joke for those who go
or for those who are left behind. One may say , with the
trust of Emerson : "The God who has led mo so graciously
all through this life I can trust wherever He 'leads me. "
Syracuse Telegram.
Courage in War.
N the great naval battles that have occurred in
the East , as in the great land battles , no doubt
the Russians died game. So did the Japanese ,
so do the common soldiers and sailors of most
civilized peoples and of many semi-civilized
and many barbarian peoples. No people in the
world meet death with more nonchalance , or
more grim stoicism , than the Turks or our North American
Indians. To die recklessly in battle is a common trait , and
argues no special nobility of character. Least of all does
it give any indication of the righteousness of. a cause , or
possession of the traits that make for the glory of a nation
in peace. To have bulldog's fearless pugnacity does not
demonstrate the possession of Christian , or even of moral
virtues. Bad men have it in common with the best men.
Boston Herald.
fiiends or relatives and by easy stages
go in to Dawson for the "clean-up. "
Large ocean steamers carry them to
Skagway. and the White Pass and
Yukon Railway spans the gap to
White Horse Rapids , where river
steamers are waiting , and in two or
three days they scurry down the
Yukon to Pawson.
The cabins on the creeks hare be ° n
cleaned and well stocked against the
coming of the owner and his party.
When he arrives the water is turned
into the huge sluices and the work
oi washing out the gravel mined dur
ing the winter begins. The women of
the party spend hours alongside the
sluices , for gathering the Yukon crold
has a peculiar fa-'dilation. If they tire
of this novelty there are stag's to
take them into Dawson for a bail or
.in evening at the theater.
" 1 had the time of my life. ' ' dc-
' laivd a young woman who went in
for the "clean-up" last year , "and I'm
going again next year. I was in Daw-
son just four weeks and I attended
fourteen balls. Half the men I met
were college graduates and all wore
( veiling clothes , even to dinner par
ties. No dress in a woman's wardrobe
; s too fine for Dawson. but even a
fright of a woman is sure of a good
time , for the men are in such major-
i * -\r .
ii. >
"The most striking celebration
which occurred in the course of my
\isit was the trip to the Dome , a
great hill back of Dawson. on June
21. the longest day of the year. The
sun is in view for twenty-four hours
from the Dome , while in the Yukon
\aley it disappears for a couple of
hours. More than a thousand of. us
i.uule the trip to bask in the midnight
sunshine. "
The "clean-up" takes three or four
weeks , and when it is over the gold ,
IM small sacks , is hauled to Daw on.
The owner pays the crown royalty to
the authorities , settles with his em
ployes and expresses the rest to his
bf.-nk in San Francisco or Seattle. He
has the choice of two routes home
the way he came or down the Yukon
to Bering Sea and thence to the States
by a long ocean voyage. Either way
there is absolute comfort.
Suck is the evolution of the gold
camp that once suffered famine and
scurvy , and to which relief was sent
by dog teams over the frozen snow
fields. Dawson now boasts electric
lights , automobiles and no less than
l.GOO bicycles. It is gay socially in
winter as in summer , when the
"clean-up" crowd appears to make
things lively. New York Tribune.
CITY MAN IN THE COUNTRY.
Problem Middlc-Aged Men Are Trying
to Solve in the Metropolis.
If farmers could know the number
of men at work in cities who are slav
ing and pinching that they may save
enough to buy a small home in the
country they would be more than con
tented with their lot. City life has its
icwards , but the wear and tear on the
mental and physical being is very
great. Probably the ambition of four-
fifths of the trained newspaper men
in the great cities is to accumulate a
sum sufficient to enable them to buy
a paper in a small town ; one that will
give them n comfortable living with
out the remorseless grind incident to
work on a great city daily. So with
the clerk and the artisan in the great j
city ; they long for a few acres of land
from which to get their living , and
many of them are doing it successful
ly , though more are failing from lack
of technical knowledge. A man of . " 0
in ihe country feels that he has years
enough before him to accomplish a
great deal : in the city , if the man of
r 0 years be an employe , he is in daily
fear , and justly , that he will lose his
position and some youth get it. The
writer knows whereof he speaks , for
he has been the city man and the
farmer. Some day some Carnegie will
find an outlet for his fortune in buy
ing large tracts of land in' settled
farming communities , near schools ,
churches and stores , cutting them up
into small farms of ten or twenty
acres , building a house on each , em
ploying one or more experts as teach
ers in rural lines and offering these
homes to city men of middle age who
have raved a little money , at a price
and on terms that will enable the man
from the city to pay for hi& little home
by his labor. He will be taught how
by the experts employed by the rich
man. This is not charity , for the rich
man will find his philanthropy paying
him a goodly per cent on his invest
ment. Indianapolis News.
MUNICIPAL DENTISTRY ABROAD.
Germany and Russia Adopt Plan of
looking After the Teeth.
The dental statistics gathered in
many European cities have revealed
such an alarming condition of affairs
that Germany , at least , has decided to
adopt combative measures.
In all large dental towns clinics have
been founded , consisting , as a rule , of
specially fitted up rooms in one of the
central schools.
Fully qualified dentists are appoint
ed , who devote their whole time to
their duties , bul in Stuttgart the work
is done voluntarily by the local den
tists. That such a movement is nec
essary can scarcely be doubted when
one learns that of many thousands of
boys and girls examined , from the
ages of S to 13 , only 2 per cent had a
perfectly healthy set of teeth. To give
an iclea of the amount of work clone in
a year at Darmstadt schools it is nec
essary to quote the figures for ll)0o.
During the year L37G children were
examined , and 1,501 teeth were filled ,
while 1,871 were extracted. In Stras-
burg 2.GGG children were examined ,
609 teeth were filled and 2,912 were
extracted.
Another interesting fact is that 40
per cent of all teeth examined were
bad. The method of work is very
simple : the teacher brings his class to
the dentist , who examines each mouth
quickly and marks on the card which
each child has brought with it wheth
er treatment is necessary. If so. the
child must come again on a Saturday.
Russia is also joining in the move
ment , and has already fitted up nine
such institutions in St. Petersburg
alone , while Moscow has also several.
London Mail.
Fro.o Canals in Cana < la.
The Welland and St. Lawrence ca
nals were made free of a. , tolls during
1903 and it appears that the effect on
trade was Satisfactory , traffic of all
kinds increasing.
When 3rou are 13 , there is not enough
to eat ; after you are 50 , there is too
much.
THE EMPTY CHAIRS.
I toll hrr it Is foolish but each Thanlcsslv-
ins day
She's Iiiriml to have the table set in the
old-time way.
Tho little cup and saucer that Henry al
ways had
That liipidle lias been broken since he was
jc.st a tad
The plate w pot for Mollic the brim is
A. P. . C's
I toll me it Is foolish , but her eyes , they
'ook ' "I'lease ! "
And then .somehow or other I've got no
more to sav
AVhen she sets * out the dishes for our
Thanksgiving day.
Site pets the little hijrh chair I've vowed
'most everv year
IM sell it to somebody , but still it's al
ways here
The baby used to use it ; the baby that
was Hose
It's always for her rhildren our fattest
turkey yoes.
"We send one to the others ; it isn't much
to { 'ive.
But it's a home touch for them away oft
where thev live.
Hut I toll ma it's foolish , with us both old
and jrray.
To set the children's places on each Thanks-
jjivlnday. .
I ask a blessing always ; there's lots I'd like
to ask.
But with those empty places , the blessing
Is a task.
I tell ma not to do it I'm thinking all
the while
How Henry used to argue that handle was
In style ;
And ma says she remembers the way that
it , was broke.
Both of us laugh about it , but I most al
ways choke.
I tell her that It's foolish to set the things
that way
And think wV've pot the children back
home Thanksgiving day.
We never eat that dinner.Ve don't get
hall' way through '
Till ma Is in some story of how they used
to do ;
Of how they used to chatter , and beg for
this and that
And all the time a-looking at each place
where they sat.
And then and then she's trying to hide a
sudden tear
And saying she is thankful that one time
they was here.
But still I say it's foolish to have things
ilxed this way
To set the children's places on each
Thanksgiving day.
\V. D. Ncsbit in Chicago Tribune.
Farmer Caldwell's
Thanksgiving.
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BY O. 15. ACUFF.
It was downin ' 'Ol' Yirginny" one
November morning that Toby Strange of
The genus "hobo" crawled out from the
burrow he had made for himself in a
straw stack and looked around him. The
sun was riding high in a blue haze , and
the chill air made poor Toby shiver.
"A cup of hot coffee would do me
good. " he muttered , as he glanced dubi
ously at a large log house plainly dis
cernible through the bare branches of
some fruit trees in the distance.
He moved forward awkwardly on the
toes of one worn shoe and the heel of
the other , endeavoring to keep his feet
from contact with the hoar frost which
had stilieucd every weed and blade of
a s in the field.
At the rear gait1 he paused as it"awe
struck by the sights and sounds that
greeted him. In the adjoining barn lot
was a gre-it cackle among the hens ,
which was almost drowned by the shrill
noise of a dozen guinea fowls ranged on
the rail fence. The turkey gobblers 'strut
ted defiantly pa t the proud pe-acocks.
but their clrillcnges were drowned in
thegeneral clatter. The noisy scene told
its own story of comfortable farm life
to the lonely wayfarer , and he sighed
deeply a he sluiiuYd into the yard and
drew towavd < him a tall , blooming ehry-
saiilheir.um. and breathed its unguent
frngran"e.
"Oh. tinder'-i end. " h" exclaimed under
his breath. "Another live jninare.V con
templation 01 such a home-like scene
would spoil my appetit'V and the soft
ened expression of his face was replaced
ba look of harsh indifference. "Pshaw ! "
he continued as he hobbled to the back
door. "I'm too old and tough for any
sentimental vagaries , " and he tapped on
the door.
It was oieuod instantly by a very neat ,
pretty S l ° f nineteen or twenty. As
she held the door ajar , there poured out
n pleasant steam , which bore on its
breath a delicious odor of sausage , hot
biscuit and strong coffee.
"Lluly , I'm very lumgty. Will you
please give me something to eat ? "
"Come in , " she said kindly , "and eat
your breakfast. "
Giving him a seat near the stove , she
brought from the corner cupboard a dish
oC fragrant sausage in brown gravy , bis
cuits , and a cup of rich , creamy coffee ,
and arranged all on the kitchen table.
As Toby ate. he looked and really was
for the time at peace with himself nnd
all the world. He tried in dreamy \ ,
half conscious way to analyze a delight
ful odor which seemed familiar , but it
eluded him till the young lady , opening
the stove , took therefrom a tempting cre
ation in brown and gold.
"Pumpkin pies , " he breathed. "I knew
that odor belonged to the old days , " but
the regretful pang he felt was very much
softened by the substantial pleasure of
the present.
Men 11 time the young lady , with an air
triumph , bore the pies into the next
room.
"See , papa ! " Toby heard her exclaim ,
"my three years at school did not cost
my special talent. "
"So I sec , " replied Iier father. "But
\vhy pumpkin pie ; * , my dearV"
"Why , papa , don't you know next
Thursday is Thanksgiving day ? "
"Yes. Amy. But I have been thinking
that in short , that we might dispense
with the dinner this year. While you
were away at school your mother and I
economised at Thanksgiving , and thereby
saved several pounds of sugar and flour ,
besides clearing a dollar on the turkey.
I see no sense in giving dinners and re
joicing when we have nothing to be
thankful for. "
"Oh. papa. " Amy exclaimed in horri
fied tone * , "nothing to be thankful for.
How can you say o when we haveso
much more than we deserve ? "
"Yes. Amy. in a general way that is
true. But you can't understand the hard
work and close management I'm bound to
practice to make ends meet. This year
has been a hard one altogether. One of
my best horses died last spring. The
frost killed the fruit crop. The pesky
dags killed several sheep : and between
the drought and the insects my corn and
potato crops are cut off at least half.
And now , to eap the climax that cattle
j man offers me about half as much for
the calves as I had counted on getting.
No. I'm not feeling particularly thank
ful. "
"Not have a Th-inksgiving dinner ,
John , now Amy is at home and our only
l > oy is coming , too ! " exclaimed Mrs.
Caldwell. coming into the r. > nm as her
husband concluded his remarks.
"Not thankful. " exclaimed Amy. a sob
in lier voice , "when we have good health.
a home and plenty in storehouse and
barn , " and Amy passed hastily through
i the kitchen and out of sight in the yard.
j Toby , just taking the last choice bits
, of his breakfast , cast a furtive glance at
the .girl and noted the trembling lip *
and tearful eyes.
"Now. John , " said Mrs. Caldwell in a
pleading tone , "you have hurt the dear
child. And she has been so happy the e
weeks past planning for the dinner and
the guests. And besides celebrating
Tom's return , it would be a most appro
priate way for Amy to renew old friend
ships , for after an absence of three
years the poor child is almost a stranger
in the neighborhood. "
"I'm sorry to disappoint you and
Amy. " returned the husband. "But I
cannot afford to entertain the public this
year. If you and Amy are so awfully
thankful , you can have a small family
dinner ; one of the little turkeys. , and none
but home folks present. "
' 'The idea of scrimping and pinching on
a Thanksgiving dinner ! " retorted Mrs.
Caldwell. now evincing unmistakable
signs of anger ; and leaving the room , she
slammed the door after her.
With a sigh of mingled contentment
nnd regret Toby slowly rose and pre
pared to leave the snug room which
seemed a paradise to him. As he passed
the dairy he saw Amy , with a jar of
cream in her hand , and thanked her for
his repast. Then , with a forlorn home
sickness that wouldn't be shook off , he
aimlessly climbed the long , red hill , and
presently finding himself in a sunny , snel-
tered spot , he threw himself on the dry
leaves for , what he seldom imlulged\in \ , a
little sober reflection. :
"If I were in that farmer's place , "
he soliloquized , "I 'honestly believe 1
could be as thankful as he ought to be.
1 wish I could help that kind-hearted
girl , but what can a poor tramp do ? "
lie was thinking of pursuing his jour
ney when voices reached his ear , and
looking up he said , sotto voce , "John
Caldwell , as sure as I'm what I never
meant to be. Who would have thought
of seeing him after all these years ? Well.
it's likely he wouldn't know me if he
should see me , but I'll not give him the
chance. " And Toby crouched low in the
fence corner , while the farmer and cattle
trader haggled aoout the bunch of plump
calves in the pasture field before them.
At last the bargain being concluded ,
the trader paid the farmer fifty dollars
and departed , while Mr. Caldwell entered
the woods at Toby's back. Toby's eyes
followed him thoughtfully.
"If I had that fifty dollars. " said
A LESSON W TURKEY GATHERING.
THANKSGIVING EVE IN TURKEYDOM.
" ' f / / S
Toby. I'd be more than thankful. And
yet that ungrateful reprobate is too mean
to let his daughter have a Thanksgiving
dinner. I wish it was my business to
kick him into a better way of thinking. "
Toby , in his half recumbent posture on ,
the leaves , felt loth to leave a retreat
5,0 restful until his breakfast was di
gested ; but ere the fanner had quite dis
appeared from sight. Toby suddenly
reaching a decision , arose and stealthily
followed him.
Mr. Caldwell's gloomy meditations took
a sudden turn , as Toby from behind a
tree sprang upon him , and before the
farmer could think of resistance or de
fense , he lay prone on his back with a
hundred and eighty pounds of tramp
seated on his stomach.
"Take it easy , man , " said Toby. "You
needn't cut up rough , it'll do no good. I
mean to hold you quiet while we have a
little talk. I think I can convince you
that you have several things to be thank
ful for. Oh. you needn't wiggle. I heard
your talk to your wife and daughter , al
though you didn't see me. nor 1 you. I
heard it all. while 1 was breakfasting on
your l > ounty. Now. listen to me. A
youug men just starting iu life our pros
pects were about the same. "
"Who are you ? " interrupted Mr. Cald
well , looking keenly at his captor.
"It doesn't matter. I'm not worth a
name. But when we left school you
went back to the farm ; while I. holding
your choice in contempt , went to the city
where in my ignorance I thought a man
had a chance to ri e in the world. For
twenty years I knocked abr > ut. sometimes
working , sometimes starving , alway >
hard pressed.
"I lost my last job ten years ago. by
striking for less work and higher wage-- ,
i couldn't get another job even at the
same wages , so 1 turned tramp. I have
not had the energy to try any other vo
cation since. In fact , I have come to the
conclusion that I've done enough and suf
fered enough to have gained the inde
pendence I started out for. And now
the world hagot to give me the living
it owes me.
"But mark you. not one ambition of
my early life has Ireen realized. And
now I must travel on in search of the
next meal , not knowing whether the peo
ple I next encounter will give me a
c-rumb or not.
"Compare my lot with yours : a loving
wife , a pretty daughter , a good home and
plenty to eat. all your own. And in ad-
ilition to all these blessings you've got
fifty dollars in your pocket at this blessed
"Jus * wait till ote o' de pMwr..in"s tur
keys git a taste o' daL b.ilt. an * ds nigg.t
oil hah turkey to burn. "
"Lod. Pso got de bilges gohbluli on de
place. "
' .Now. one mo' pull an' I'll git it. "
Mpf
lie got it.
moment. "
"Yes , " growled Mr. Caldwell. ' 'ami
that loving wife nnd pretty daughter you
mention so feelingly know how to spend'
every cent of it. "
' 'What other use have you for it.
man ? " asked Toby , losing all patience
and thumping Caldwell's head rather
hard against the solid ground. "Such au
old miser deserves absolutely nothing ! "
he exclaimed in disgust , ashe dexterous
ly changed the wallet from the farmer's
pocket to his own.
"Don't , man ! " cried Mr. Caldwwell ,
helplessly.
Tint paying no heed to his futile strug
gles and remonstrances , Toby calmly
knotted a handkerchief round his hands ,
Zg&gzzs& j m * .
then spr.ing up and away.
Mr. Caldweli instantly gave chase , but
unfortunately he fell sprawling over the
first log in his way. Toby had vanished
from sight when he regained iiis feet , so
with an imprecation on his own ill-luck
he seated himself and with teeth and
nails endeavored to free his hands. This
task accomplished , he made his way
home , in anything but a mild temper. His
wife met him at the door , saying :
"John. a rather disreputable looking
man came here a while ago and left
this. " holding up the wallet. "He said
be found it in the woods. "
"Thank goodness ! " cried her husband ,
eagerly seizing his treasure. ' "I thought
it was gone for good and always. "
Mr. Caldwell is still wondering who
ninon'r his many school fello.vs "that
preaching tramp mr.y be. " And although
he would have suffered death rather than
admit so much to any one. yet he was
convinced that the tramp had adopted
the only effective method for showing
him his selh ' .i and miserly nature. And
being convinced r.f his formerrror > . he
at once set al > out a reformation. A * a
first step in this new direction , lie threw
the purs-e in hiwife's l.ip , then told
-Amy to invite the whole country to din
ner if she chose to do so.
And what a dinner it.ra < ! Turkey ,
pigs , cakes and piesin bountiful per
fection , rendered doubly enjoyable by the
participation of dear friends , each intent
on doing jiKtice to the occasion by a
hearty appreciation , and under the Witti
cisms and laiiu'hter ran a current of fer
vent thanksgiving , which made Amy and
her mother the sincere and happy hos-
tes-es they seemed.VnverIey Maga
zine.
The ijc ol'ttic Word.
.Jin
Little Erasrus Poppy , why dey say
Fanksgibbin' turkey , huh ?
Poppy Dat's er cause yo * fank d %
ownah ob de coop fo * leabin' de do * open ,