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UNCLE ELIJAH’S CHRISTMAS DIN-
NER.
Continued from page 2
them. Lord! Annie, he might as well
bave thrown us down his photograph.
These couldn’t belong toanybody else.’’
Annie, with an awe-struck expression
and gingerly fingers, was also turning over
the articles.
“Indeed, Joseph, I never saw anything
so pitiful in all my life. And these inno-
cent little baby clothes, they make me want
to cry. Penniniah, do look at these things.
It’s been a long robbery of the poor. Poor
Uncle Elijah !”’ Penniniah stood at a little
distance, watching the inspection.
It’s so dreadful even Annie can’t laugh
at it,’ said she in the same awed whisper
her sister had used; and then Mrs. Joseph
did laugh, but it was a hysterical sound,
interrupted at once by Mr. Tousey’s sar-
castic voice from above them.
*‘Josepb, when you all are good and
ready to help move this cupboard. I'd like
to have it done, and get out of the attic
and go home. Iknow its only kind of
wedged on the lower step down there.
Lift it up and let it down easy. I'll hold
back on it.”’
Mis. Joseph hurried to one side of the
cupboard as her husband moved to the
other.
‘Do be careful Joseph. It’s awful to
bave a heavy thing like this chase you down
the steps. Uncle Elijah can’t hold it
back.”’
‘Well he seems to be doing it,”’ said
Joseph, rising to wipe his brow after a
fruitless effort to lift the cupboard. ‘‘Fath-
er, can you hear me? Let her go up
there.”
“I’m not touching her,”” growled the
cupboard’s owner. ‘‘Why don’t you pull?’’
“Wait one moment,’’ =aid Mrs. Joseph,
who bad been examining the stair. She
had climbed up the narrow steps as far as
the space allowed and clinging to the cup-
board’s edge, looked up at the low stair ceil-
ing. “WhyJoseph it isn’t stuck at the bot-
tom at all; it’s stuck up here! Don’t you
remember grandmother had these attic
stairs altered? It must have been done after
the cupboard was taken up. It'll neveron
earth ges down through the trap door.
Uncle Elijahwe’ve got to get the cupboard
back in the attic before we can get it out.
You lift it up, and we’ll push it. Now, all
together when I count three.’’
Since the memorable day when she had
outwitted him, Unecle Elijah had continued
to pay certain tribute to his niece in the
shape of a sarcastic but marked respect for
the wisdom of her declared judgments.
Now he did not for a moment question her
decision. They could hear evidence of his
obedience in his groans of effort. Those
below were not idle. Penniniah lent her
band, and Joseph and Annie worked in
concert, but the cupboard remained im-
maovable.
‘“There’s only one thing to do,’’ panted
Mrs. Joseph, drawing back at last. ‘‘Let
go the cupboard, Joseph. We're wasting
time and strength, and not moving it an
inch. It’s so jammed, Uncle Elijah can’t
lift it, and we can’t possibly move it down
past the top of the ceiling, because it phys-
ically won’t go. The only thing to do is
to saw the cupboard in two. and then we
can pull the piecesdown and let your fath-
er out. We can put the cupboard together
again so you’ll never know it’s heen taken
apart, Uncle Elijah. Get the saw, Joseph.”
‘Joseph, don’t you do anything of the
kind,” commanded Mr. Tousey. ‘‘Annie
Tousey, anyhody’d think you were made
of movey, to hear you talk. You can’t
make kindling wood out of my furniture.
i I guess I'll find a way to get this cupboard
down and without waste, either.
don’t, I’H stay here till Ido. What's that
Annie? No, don’t go zalling in any help
from the neighbors. I ain’t going to be
taken out of an attic window as a free cir-
cus for all the country round. You can all
go away from down there aud leave me.
I'll call you when I get ready to make a
move. No, it isn’t any worse to be shut
up Christmas day than any other day.
You'll see I'll think of a way to get out
that ain’t window or door. Annie Tousey
you used to have a head on yourshoulders,
You can be thinking too, if you get time.
Do you hear me ?"’
“Yes, Uncle Elijah,”’ called back Mis.
Joseph, but it was in the voice of one
roused from deep absorption. She had
again been turning over the scattered
clothing on the stairway, and now she rose
and faced her husband and sister with a
light of prophecy on her face. In her hand
was a small volume of manuscript leaves.
As she held it open, the leaves showed
stained and old and thumb-marked.
“Children,’’ - whispered Mrs. Joseph,
solemnly, “‘this is grandmother’s receipt-
book! She must have kept it hidden in
that old corner cupboard in the attic. I
II
| know now exactly what I'm going to do.
There isn’t any way for Uncle Elijah to
.| get out, and the Lord : has delivered him
into my hands.”
The old attic in which Mr. Tousey sud-
denly found himself prisoner was one of
those spider haunted, quaint raftered gar-
rets that belong to the old houses. At either
end of the hipped roof was a window, and
in at the east window the sun shone with
that dusty brilliancy that motes lends to
sunshine. There was very little furniture
of any kind in the attic, and no chairs,
though the old gentleman sought for one
diligently. Neither were there. any ob-
jects of interest stored here to divert the
mind, except the one cornered cupboard,
which Mr. Tousey had already partially
removed. It seemed therefore that a
Christmas of some dreariness was ahead for
the prisoner, unless he bent his pride and
called in the help of the neighbors, which
judging from the uncompromising frown
that had settled on bis brow, Mr. Tousey
bad no intention of doing. He spent the
greater part of the forenoon paciug the
floor back and forth, his brow bent, his
hands behind his back, now pausing at.the
shady west window to look out on the
fields of snow, now at the sunny east win-
dow to look out on the trees that the win-
ter sun was rapidly divesting of their snow
robings. It was about twelve o'clock, his
dinner hour at home, before Mr. Tousey
condescended to improvise a chair for him-
self; and when he did finally decide to
make an old pig-skin covered trunk, that
he pulled out from under the eaves, do
duty as aseat, he sat down upon it very
wearily. The garret was not cold, for the
weather was not piercing, but as soon as
Mr. Tousey ceased his walk he felt the
chill, and rose to tind a remedy. As a son
of the house, he knew that a large register
in the attic floor led to a warm room below
and this register he immediately sought
and opened. As he did so, he glanced
down casually into the room beneath, then
stood motionless, peering through the open
iron work, his brow contracting, his neck
lengthening as his interest grew. This
room below was, as he knew, the guest-
chamber, and though no one was then pres-
ent, he could see that some one had lately
been there, for all the guest room furniture
had been drawn back against the four
walls, while inthe cleared centre of the
floor was set a large table, spread as for a
Cliristmas banquet, with Christmas wreaths
and holly on the board, and with four cov-
ers laid, one at each of the four sides. As
he noted these details, the old man’s as-
tonished stare turned slowly to a more and
more keen glance, and at last he began to
nod suspiciously to himself. A grim smile
spread over his features as he half shut his
eyelids, standing there thinking. Finally
he stooped, and, lifting the register bodily
from its setting, disclosed the open hole,
through which, kneeling with difficulty on
his stiff knees, he thrust down his old
white head for a closer inspection of the
room below. He rose at last, flushed and
trembling with his exertious, and set back
the iron work softly, carefully closing the
register again.
‘‘Annie’s up to some of her tiicks,’’ he
said, as he returned to the pig skin trunk.
“I guess I'll wait a bit and see what hap-
pens.”
Nothing happened for several hours, and
as he sat there waiting Mr. Tousey began
first to doze a little, with his head back on
the bare rafters, and then to grow singular-
ly restless, which was more than the ordi-
nary impatience of waiting. Now and
again he lifted his head and sniffed the air
with the look of one trying to place some-
thing half forgotten, and once he brought
his hand down on his knee with a slap of
decision, as if he had identified what he
hail been seeking to place. He sat with
his head back against the rafters, every
now and then sniffing the air reminiscent-
ly, sometimes made restless, sometimes ap-
parently soothed, by what the most un-
trained nostrils might now have detected
in the unseen, impalpable, but nene the
less richly freighted smoke that came float-
ing up into the attic. The merest novice
could not have mistaken for anything but
baking gingerbread the hot gingerbread
waves of air, and roasting turkey and fry-
ing oysters and bacon were no less unmis-
takable in theiraroma. But there was a
something in this hearty atmosphere that
seemed each moment to more and more be-
wilder Mr. Tousey. He was so absorbed
in whatever past he was living over that
he scarcely roused when at last, with a
sound of iron clinking on iron, the same
register which he had opened and lifted
out began to rise slowly from its setting
and fell to one side on the floor. From
the vacant hole, like a jack-in-the-box
from its hiding place, rose up Mrs.Joseph’s
head, her eyes searching the attic, her
brow a little anxious, and her face flushed
as only a cooking stove can flush the hu-
man countenance. There was only room
for her head to emerge. By an effort she
added one hand,and a head is all one needs
in conversation, while one hand can actual-
ly end enough freedom of gesture to accom
pany speech. Her voice was that of a tired
woman, but, none the less, it rang with
cheerful determination.
“Uncle Elijah,’’ said Mrs. Joseph,
quickly, *‘I hope you are not tired waiting
for your Christmas dinner. You haven’t
any chair have you? I wish I could push
this one up through this hole, bat it won’t
go. If you'll pull that trunk you're sit-
ting on close to the register, it’ll be almost
like sitting at the table with us. I've put
your plate right under the hole, and I'm
going to fill it and hand your Christmas
dinner up to you by way of this step-lad-
der I’m standing on. I'll hand up the
soup first.”’ 3
Mrs. Joseph’s head vanished before Mr.
Tousey eould reply, and up through the
hole just left open came a direct whiff of
soup that brought him trembling to his
He had heen fasting since that fru-
feet.
gal early breakfast of bacon and bread, but
it was not hunger that drew his faltering
feet irresistably to the edge of the register.
He told himself, as he dragged the pig-
skin trunk along with him, that even for
the few moments he must spend by that
opening he was too old, too tired, and too
agitated to stand ; but once seated on the
trunk and again peering down the open
hole. astonishment held him motionless.
On the table before him were rich molded
jellies and richer eakes, icings as smooth
as glass, and whipped syllabubs that stood
alone, all as visions of what had heen and
was no more ; while slowly obscuring the
remoter view, up the ladder, approaching
him nearer and nearer, came Annie with a
plate of soup in her band. From that
plate steamed an odor thatonly the gumbo
soup made by one hand had ever given off,
and in the plate itself, along with the de-
lightful little vegetable bits that belong in
all gumbo soups, swam crisp little batter
balls that Madam Tousey, and only Mad-
am Tousey, had ever known how to create.
Before Mr. Tousey could recover breatt
enough to speak, Mrs. Joseph had flung
the napkin she was carrying over her
shoulder across her uncle’s knees, and set
the soup carefully on the pig-skin trunk
beside him. She laid in the tempting
silver spoon, and then she disappeared as
quickly as she had come. Mr. Tousey was
alone in the attic with the gumbo soup.
Under his very nose stood the mess of pot-
tage, steaming, beckoning, reeking with
invitation. The result, so far as Mr.
Tousey was concerned, was purely me-
chanical. He was a man in a dream. Up
the ladder, following the soup, trooped
oysters fried in bacon blankets, turkey
which he knew had been stuffed with a
dressing which was also Madam Tousey’s
precious secret. Still, as in a dream, Mr.
Tousey ate on and on. With misty eyes he
saw the plates coming and going, vesting
upon his knees for two short delectable
moments, then disappearing. only to be
replaced by others as bewildering. The
sound of pleasant voices and laughter and
family chatter came to him from below.
He had room but for three sensations—as-
tonishment, taste and a kind of dismay.
Every dish, from soup to salad, was pre-
pared in some fashion that differed from the
ordinary, but in every case Mr. Tousey
recognized the difference as a lover recog-
nizes a long-lost love.
“When the ice-cream came at last, his
spoon hovered above it in a hand that
trembled. Would it—could it be possible
that it might contain in its flavoring that
nutty, spiritous, defined, yet indescribable
tastiness that had made Madam
Tousey’s cream famous through all the
county 2 Mr. Tousey raised the spoon
slowly to his mouth. It did!
Uncle Elijah,’’ said Mrs. Joseph, making
one of her sudden appearances through the
register, ‘I don’t know why in the world
I haven’t thought of it before. It’s just
this moment come to me how to get you
out with a torn of the hand. Iam going
to band you up a block and tackle, and
you can tie the block to the rafter over the
cupboard and pass the rope down here,
and we’ll all hang on it and pull the cup-
board right up into the ceiling. Here’s
your coffee, sir, and just as soon as you’ve
drunk that, unless you’d like more ice-
cream first—Why, Uncle Elijah !"’
Mr. Tonsey was wiping tears of emotion
from his eyes with his large red silk hand-
kerchief.
“It’s nothing,’’ he said, recovering, and
looking down appealingly into Annie's
face ; ‘‘only I don’t care about being got-
ten out of here, Annie Tousey. I don’t
care at all. I'd just as lief stay forever
right here on this pig-skin trunk and have
you pass things up to me. Honey, you
say you’ve got a little more of that ice-
cream ?”’
Mrs. Joseph's face disappeared instantly,
but in a moment rose again into sight—
radiant, yet subdued, as a full harvest
moon rises and shines on a gathered bar-
vest.
*‘Uncle Elijah,”” she said wooingly,
‘you can have the cream if you want, but
here’s some pie I think you'll like better.
It’s a deep family pie, the kind grand-
mother used to make. If you like this
one, I’ll promise to have this kind of ice-
cream for our dinner every summer Sun-
day, and the family pie for dinner every
winter Sunday. or anything else yon may
happen to fancy.” Her mannér grew
fairly portentious in its significance as she
paused for his reply. ‘‘These are to be no
pie-crust’ promises, Uncle Elijah, I assure
you. IE I promise, it shall be exactly as I
say.”
Mr. Tousey understood. He looked at
Annie, aud he looked at the pie. It was
three inches deep. It had the bosom of a
swan, with just that melting tint of brown,
that marks the perfect pie.
“Annie,” said Uncle Elijah, solemnly,
*‘it shall be exactly as you say.” And he
held out his hand for the pie.—By Marga-
ret Stuiton Briscoe in Harper's Bazar.
Saves Herself and Companions.
By her heroism Miss Esther Bowen, a
United States mail carrier, saved the lives
of two women as well as her own on a
steep mountain road on Wednesday morn-
ing, between Mt. Carmel and Wilbarton,
where she resides. Just before starting to
drive to Mt. Carmel wich the mail pouch
in the carriage, her two friends asked to
go along.
Half-way down the mountain the horse
ran away. There was danger of the car-
riage plunging over the perpendicular
mountain side into the ravine, several
hundred feet below. Miss Bowen told
her companions not to jump, else they
would be dashed to pieces. The young
mail carrier’s hands were cruelly torn by
the reins, which she clung to with all her
strength.
She conceived the idea to guide the horse
against the bank, and in the ensuing shock
trust to everybody being hurled from the
carriage and landing on the road instead
of over the cliff.
The girl tugged at the reins, and the
horse dashed head-first against the bank.
The women were hurled high in the air
and fell on the road. Miss Bowen's hands
and face were badly lacerated and bruised,
and ber companions escaped with a few
bruises. :
General Miles Thrown.
While at the Head of the Centennial Parade He Falls
rom His Horse.
Lieutenant General M.les had a slight
accident while heading the centennial
parade in Washington on Wednesday, a
break in his saddle girth giving the gen-
eral a fall. The head of the parade had
just passed the President’s reviewing stand,
and Gen. Miles, having saluted the Presi-
dent, had turned his horse toward the
House wing of the capitol. The saddle
girth suddenly parted, permitting the sad-
dle to turn on the animal, and Gen. Miles
was seen to fall sideways. The horse did
not plunge, and an officer sprang forward.
Being a good horseman, Gen. Miles saved
himself from being thrown with force, and
suffered nothing save the inconvenience
and annoyance of the accident. He soon
afterward appeared with the other distin-
guished officials in the House of Represen-
tatives and took part in the exercises.
Valusble Mining Property Sold.
The sale of all the mining property of
the Pennsylvania Coal company and other
allied coal producing interests to the Erie
railroad. the deal for which has been pend-
ing for some ‘days, was officially confirmed
Friday from the offices of the third vice
president at Dunmore, near Scranton. The
property involved includes twenty-two
mine workings in the Seranton aud Pitts-
ton fields, producing 2,000,000 tous of coal
and employing 5,500 men and boys.
The official confirmation of the sale of
the company’s property is made by vice
president Smith on the authority of first
vice president W. V. 8S. Thorne.
Diamond Ring Found In Hogs Stom~
" © ach.
A woman’s gold ring set with a valnable
diamond was found in the stomach of a hog
which was slaughtered near Jersey Shore
last week.
The hog was owned by Daniel Brown,
who is unable to account for the presence
of the ring in the hog’s stomach,other than
that the animal picked up the ring while
roaming in a woods where scores of picnics
were held during the past summer.
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Pennsylvania Railroad Company Will
Issue Clerical Orders for 1901.
The Pennsylvania railroad company an-
nounces that clerical orders will be issued
for the year 1901 to ordained clergymen
having regular charge of - churches located
on or near the line of its road.
Application blanks may be obtained of
ticket agents, and same should reach the
general office hy Dec. 22nd, so that orders
may be mailed Dec. 31st to clergymen en-
titled to receive them. Orders will be
issued only on individual application of
clergymen when made on blanks furnished
by the company and certified to by one of
its agents.
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Proved Their Wisdom.
Sunday School Teacher—Where did the
three wise men come from ?
Phil Adelphy (whose family bad only
recently moved to Chicago)—They came
from the East.
Sunday School Teacher—And why were
they called ‘‘wise men ?"’
Phil Adelphy—Because, ma’am,
went back home again.
they
A Crisis at the Dinner.
Mr. Gooph (to guests)—*‘Which do you
prefer—dark or white meat ?’’
Eight Guests (in choru3)—* White”
Mr. Gooph—‘‘Sorry, but our cook pre-
fers the white meat. Can’t you change
your minds ?’’'—Baltimore American.
No Monopoly.
“All the rage is for brunettes, the fash -
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“I don’t believe it. My wife has a lot
of rage which she displays occasionally,
and she’s a blonde.”
——*“‘Christmas is getting to expensive
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“Pisn’t half as bad as New Year's,”
said Hicks.
“New Year's?’ demanded Growler.
‘“Yes’' said Hicks, ‘‘that’s when the
bills come in.”
—Miss Alta Rockefeller, daughter of
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fortunate deafness, is, in spite of that
trouble, an expert musician and plays the
piano, violin and guitar with equal skill.
As to Stockings.
Bacheller—What are you going to put in
your children’s stockings this Christmas ?
Phamlian—Huh! It takes all my money
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this way, and have chosen
us as their plumbers.
R. J. SCHAD & BRO.
No. 6 N. Allegheny St.,
BELLEFONTE, PA.
42-43-6¢
Attorneys-at-Law.
C. M. BOWER, . E. L. ORVIS.
OWER & ORVIS, Attorneysat Law, Belle-
fonte,Pa., office in Pruner Block. 44-1
J C. MEYER—Attorney-at-Law. Rooms 20 & 21
eo 21, Crider’s Exchange, Bellefonte, Pa.44-49
W. ¥. REEDER. . H. C. QUIGLEY.
EEDER & QUIGLEY.—Attorneys at Law,
Bellefonte, Pa. Office No. 14, North Al-
legheny street. 43 5
B. SPANGLER.—Attorney at Law. Practices
. in all the courts. Consultation in Eng-
lish and German. Office in the Eagle building,
Bellefonte, Pa. 40 22
DAVID F. FORTNEY. W. HARRISON WALKRB
ORTNEY & WALKER.—Attorney at Law
' Bellefonte, Pa. Office in Woedring’s
building, north of the Court House. 14 2
L. OWENS, Attorney-at-Law, Tyrone, Pa.
eo Collections made everywhere. Loans
negotiated in Building & Loan Association. Ref-
erence on application. 45-30-1y
S. TAYLOR.— Attorney ‘and Counsellor a
. Law. Office, No. 24, Temple Court
fourth floor, Bellefonte, Pa.- All kinds of lega
business attended to promptly. 40 49
C. HEINLE.—Attorney at Law, Bellefonte
. Pa. Office in Hale building, opposite
Court House.' All professional business will re-
ceive prompt attention. i
J W. WETZEL.— Attorney and Counsellor at
Je Law. Office No. 11, Crider's Exchange,
second floor. All kinds of legal business attended
to promptly. Consultation in English or German.
29 4
Physicians.
8. GLENN, M. D., Physician and Surgeon
A State College, Centre county, Pa., ce
at his residence. 35 41
HIBLER, M. D., Physician and Surgeon,
° offers his professional services to the
citizens of Bellefonte and vicinity. Office No. 20
N. Allegheny street. 11 23
Dentists.
E. WARD, D. D. 8, office in Crider's Stone
° Block N. W. Corner Allegheny ard High
Sts. Bellefonte, Fa.
Gas administered for the painiess extraction of
teeth. Crown and Bridge Work also. 14
R. H. W. TATE, Surgeon Dentist, office in'the
Bush Arcade, Bellefonte, Pa. All modern
electric appliances used. Has had years of ex-
perience. All work of superior quality and prices
reasonable. 45-8-1y»
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Bankers.
ACKSON, HASTINGS, & CO., (successors te
* Jackson, Crider & Hastings,) Bankers,
Bellefonte, Pa. Bills of Exchange and Netes Dis-
counted; Interest paid on special deposits; Ex-
change on Eastern cities. Deposits received. 17-36
Insuraince.
os ea
EO. L. POTTER & CO.,
GENERAL INSURANCE AGENTS,
Represent the best companies, and write policies
in Mutual and Stock Companies at ressonable
rates. Office in Furst's building, opp. the Court
House 22 6
: FRE INSURANCE.
ACCIDENT INSURANCE,
LIFE INSURANCE
—AND—
REAL ESTATE AGENCY.
JOHN C. MILLER,
No. 8 East High St, :
Lh-48-61 BELLEFONTE.
(FEANT HOOVER,
RELIABLE
FIRE,
LIFE,
ACCIDENT
AND STEAM BOILER INSURANCE
INCLUDING EMPLOYERS LIABILITY.
SAMUEL E. GOSS is employed by this
‘agency and is authorized to solicit risks
for the same.
Address, GRANT HOOVER,
Office, 1st Floor, Crider’s Stone. Building.
48-18-1y BELLEFONTE, PA.
Rotel.
ENTRAL HOTEL;
esr TEL;
MILESBURG, PA.
A. A. KonteeckeR, Proprietor:
This new and commodious Hotel, located opp: -
the depot, Milesburg, Centre county, has been en-
tirely refitted, refurnished “and replenished
throughont, and is now second to none in the
county in the character of
accommodations offer-
ed the public. Its table’is: supplied with the ont
the market affords, its barcontains the purest
and choicest liquors, its stable has attentive host:
lers, and every convenience and ‘eomfort in ex.
tended its guests. Sa
w®_Through travelerson the’ railroad will find
this an excellent place to lunch or procure a meal,
as all trains stop there about 25 minutes. 24 24
naman
New Advertisements.
HAS. L. PETTIS & CO.,
CASH BUYERS
of all kinds of
COUNTRY PRODUCE,
Dressed Poultry, Game, Furs, Eggs and
; Butter.
204 DUANE STREET, NEW YORK.
Write for our present paying prices.
REFERENCE :
DANIELS & CO., Bankers, 6 Wall 8t.. N. Y.
All Commercial Agencies, Express Co.'s,
Dealers in Produce in U. 8. and Canada,
Established Trade of over 20 years, 45-41-tf.
Fine Job Printing.
FE JOB PRINTING
0—-A SPECIALTY—o" |
AT THE
WATCHMANIOFFICE.
There is no style of work, from the cheapes
Dodger’ to the finest
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that we can not do in the most satisfactory man-
ner, and at 3
Prices consistent with the class of work. Call
on or communicate with this office.