a
THANKSGIVING HYMN,
Wo come from far, and come from near, J
Remembering all that we receive
Ofer to God our grateful love,
No other gift is ours to give,
o Praise, praise His name!
To count the mercies of the year, |
Forgetting not one favoring gale,
Or lifted load, or cheering smile,
The half to tell, the time would fall;
Praise, praise His name!
Heap hizh the board, and gather round,
The old, the young—the faces dear;
The Nation's heart throbs high with joy,
While heart-fires glow with warmth and
cheer,
Praise, praise His name!
Yes, thanks unstinted offer now,
Whate'sr the coming days may bring,
Sharing our gifts with brothers poor,
Adding fresh notes the while we sing—
Praise to His name!
Danny's Thankseivina,
DY EDITH SESSIONS TUPPER.
ou
taken
never would have
Danny for a
but he was
one for all that.
Danny
tramp,
wasn't
His
clean,
dirty or ragged.
face was very
his
and clothing,
though poor and
patened, neat. The dogs didn't
bark at him as they did at most of the
tramps who eame along the country
Toad,
was
but ran up to him and, after
sniffing at him a bit, trotted along con-
tentedly at Lis heels if
‘“There isn't a bad sort of a boy, after
all.”
And yet Danny was a tramp.
He bad slept in haylofts,
under trees and on doorsteps for many
a night, with only the stars to
over him.
as saying,
barrels,
watch
He had been hungry and
cold and wet and tired out, but
through it all the boy had kept up a
stout heart, for he was tramping home
-—ur at least back to the place where
he was born.
It all happened inthis way. Danny's
father once owned a small farm up
among the hills in Western New York.
‘There was a big red farmhouse on the
slope, with woods behind it and lilac
bushes in the front yard.
a barn filled with sweet-
and lowing There was a fine
fat pig back of the barn, aud there
were beehives near the orchard and a
dog that leapt with joy when Danny
came
Theres was
scented hay
cattle.
home from school, and a big,
lazy cat that sunned herself on the
east porch of a fine morning.
Danny remembered these de-
lights perfectly, for was eight
years old when his father
farm and moved to New York.
all
he
Danny
remembered everything else that had
happened in the last five
years; his father’s white
cory of terror when he
been robbed of all the
on earth ; the poverty, the sickness,
the dreary hunt for work;
that took his father away, the
cough that killed his mother. Danny
didn’t like to think of these things as
he tramped along day after day.
It was just before his mother died
that she cailed him to her bedside and
told him that after she was gone she
wanted him to go back to the coun-
try. “Don’t stay here in this dread-
ful city, my boy,” she murmured. *‘It
has killed your father and me. Go
back to the hills and the woods. You'll
find friends there. Tell them who
You are, and they'll take you in and
give you work and start you in life, 1
can rest better if you'll promise me."
So Danny promised. And the day
after his mother’s funeral he took a
prolonged survey of the bare, cheor-
less room in an east side back tene-
ment, packed up one or two little
keepeakes of his mother, said good-by
to the sobbing, kindly Irish wonan
who had mothered him in his sorrow,
and set his little face westward.
That's why Danny became a tramp.
It was late in the fali when he struck
Allegany County. The leaves were
gone from the trees and the ground
was stiff and bard. Here and there as
he pegged slong he met great wagons
loaded with rosy apples and golden
pumpkins, Bometimes the farmers
who drove them would toss him an ap-
ple, and oh! how good it tasted to the
hungry boy, whose appetite was whet
ted by the keen sir,
His mother had told him to seek the
village of Clinton and inquire for
Squire Josiah Brown. Mrs. Brown
was her schoolgirl iriend, she had said,
and would take him in nntil he could
got a place to work, while the Squire
dreadful
faze and
found he had
money he had
the fever
and
do what was right by him for his par-
ents’ sake. So Danny's inquiries were
ever for the village of Clifton, just on
the line between Cattaraugus and Alle-
geuy counties
It was the day before Thanksgiving
seraps of food a farmer's
given him, The sun shone
though the air was biting.
The boy was so tired that in spite of
his efforts to keep awake he was dosing,
when he was suddenly roused by child.
ish voices, and, starting up, saw two
wife bad
brightly,
regarding him gravely. They were
evidently on a nutting excursion, and
presently the elder, a little maid of
about nine, ventured to approach him
and offer him some of their spoils.
Danny bashfully accepted the nuts,
and entered far enough into conversa-
tion to learn that they lived
there,” pointing vaguely across the
cut, where the track ran, and that
they were gathering for the
Thanksgiving dinner on the merrow,
Danny noted their neat frocks,
clean pinafores and warm coats, and,
feeling rather ashamed of his patches
and the shoes through which his
bruised feet were bursting, volun-
teered no information about himself,
Hover
nuts
but rather hoped they wonld soon go,
though their friendliness had warmed
his lonely heart. But he was anxious
ly asked the big, tender-hearted en-
gineer, who was holding him,
‘Y guess so,” said Danny, rather
feebly, as he drank from the cup held
to his lips. ‘Is the baby safe?”
“Yes, yon littlohero,”
man in the group. ‘‘it was the brav-
est deed ever done.”
Just then there was a stir and a
commotion, and a fall man, dressed in
overalls and wearing a flapping broad-
brimmed hat, hurried up, exclaiming:
‘“Whar's the boy that saved my lit
Let me have him,” and
he lifted him right out of the en-
gineer's arms,
where d'ye come from?"
“From
faintly.
““Hain't got no home?”
No.”
“What's your folks— your ps and
Gey
ma’
cried a vonng
tie Janie?
“You brave little man,
New York,” said Danny,
“They're dead, sir.”
: .
There was silence
and
for a moment,
then the farmer cried: ‘Then
all you gentlemen here witness what I
SRY. this moment
to raise
From this ‘ere
boy's my son, and care fur.’
““1'd like to stay,” said Danny, whose
heart was overflowing now, “if Bquire
Brown thinks best.”
At this the farmer shonted with
giee. *‘Squire Brown's all right,” he
said, “‘Fer Danny, my boy, he ain't
justice of the peace no longer, He's
a plain farmer, now, an’ he bought
this here farm two years ago. Dan-
ny, my boy, I'm Squire Brown,” and
then and there, the Squire urose, and
snapping his fingers, proceoded from
very joy to dance an ungainly double
shuffie on the kitchen floor.
¥"
Well, Danny’s long tramp was over.
He was home again at last. Home in
time for the happiest of Thankgiv-
ings, including probably the
dinner to which a boy ever sat down.
finest
inns ons
Freddy’s Fear,
It was at the Thanksgiving dinner,
and Freddy, aged six, was seated
the festive board,
at
curve of some fluted silver,
great look of fear stole over his chubby
face,
a ——
TURKEY,
Jlifton, which he knew
was now only a mile or so away.
to push on to
The little girls soon said *‘good-by,”
and, faking the path the other side of
the brook, passed down the slope to
the deep cut where the railroad track
lay.
Danny was just stooping over to
pick up his poor little bundle, pre-
paratory to resnming his tramp, when
he heard an awiul scream of distress,
He dropped his bundle, and, run-
ning to the edge of the ravine, looked
over.
The elder of the little girls had
crossed the track in safety and stood
on the opposite side screaming madly :
“Baby, baby; come, come quick!"
Baby, only five, stood right on the
track, seemingly fascinated by the
sight of the great shining monster
dashing round the curve straight upon
her.
The engineer was leaning hall way
ont the cab, with a face sa white as
death. The bell was wildly ringing
and the whistle blowing frantically,
but baby did not move.
Poor Danny was only a boy, you
know. He felt his heart leap to his
throat and his legs shake under him,
but he didn't liesitate. He gave one
the track and rolled after her, just as
the cowoatcher struck his shoulder,
When Danny ceme to himself he
was lying in the arms of a big, brawny
man, down whose rugged cheeks tears
were dropping.
of men about him. A white-haired
man held something to his lips, and
Denny heard him say, “He's coming
round sll right. But what a marvels
When the train had vanished around
the eurve, and the farmer had carried
Danny up the slope, the
“You're awful kind sir,
mother made me promise
Squire Brown, of Clifton,
would help me to get work.
you know him?’
boy said :
but my
to find
and he
Maybe
The farmer's face wore a queer ox-
pression as he said: ‘Wall, yes, I
know him. Who was your mother,
son?"
Danny told him all his story. The
farmer listened intently, and when the
boy had finished said: “Wall, you
must spend Thanksgivin' with us, any-
how, and if you don't want to stay
longer, we'll se what Sqnire Brown
will do.”
Half-way across the fields they came
upon the farmer's wife hastening to
meet them, Bhe literally fell on Dan-
ny and hugged him much to his em-
barrassment.
When they passed through the or-
chard Danny gave a great start; when
he saw the barn he rubbed hiseyes as
if he wore half awake, and when they
entered the big kitchen of the red
farmhouse he turned pale and
trembled
“My what—why,"
mered, looking about.
““My boy,” said the farmer solemnly,
as he took the little wanderer’s hands,
“you've come home, This was your
father’s farm. Yon see, you've ap-
prosched it from the back. If you'd
gone ter the village you'd have come
snother way and mebbe wouldn't have
been turned round. But you're some
home~your home as long as you want
ter stay. Thie here's your mother, if
you kin call ber that, and that baby
Danny stam-
he cried,
Am I like that?”
“Mamma, mamma,”
I like that?
nnusual. Of conrse the reflection rep-
down, but she didn’t think of that,
“Well, mamma,” said Freddy,
leave Basan put me to bed?
I've already g-— got upside down"
here he began to ory,
apy-any more dirner. la-s-up-pose. :
— ———————
Thanksgiving and Giving,
The institution of Thanksgiving is
an old one, and a very sweet and pree-
jousone it is. It seems very meet to
give thanks for what we receive, and
there is never a time when we do not
have something to be thsukfu! for.
The Hebrews always gave a tenth of
their increase to the Lord, and they
were blessed in so doing. It is noth-
ing that we of to-day cannot do, and
receive like blessing. We are not
called upon to sacrifice our live stock
on formal altars, but we ean lay up
for ourselves treasures in heaven by
giving of what we have to those who
need. ‘‘He that hath pity on the poor
lendeth unto the Lord; and that which
he hath given will He pay him again.”
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In St. Petersburg,
“What part of the turkey do yom
prefer?’ asked the American minister
at his Thanksgiving dinner.
‘Eh? Coustantinople,” replied his
Imperial majesty of Russia absently.
IN
Jealous of the Canary,
A lonely turkey trembling sang
“Oh, what & lovely thing
JS vag, 8,
Piankegiving Day Pastry,
In the English homes of the Colon.
ists, a deep-sided baking dish was
with spice and well-sprinkled with
suger, An inverted eup was placed |
in the center to draw the juices away
from the edge, and the whole was cov-
ered with a great roof of rich pastry
and baked till ernst and contents were
done. This was a fruit pndding. A
tart was made by covering the bot-
tom of a shallow dish with
pastry
rolled-out
spread thickly with cooked
fruit, which in turn was crossed and
over-crossed with strips of paste and
baked in an oven.
The Colonial modification of theses
dainties was the truly American
Of
pie.
hothouse and
garden fruits, to
make it with there was no supply, but
the undergrowth of the bush and bram-
ble that the virgin forests shadowed,
of raspberries,
whortleberries and blackberries which
a rich harvest
and after
cooking and when carefully dried,
useful through the winter as
What little of the precious
f
sugar of commerce was possessed by
the early settlers was carefully pre-
old china sogar
silver or
if
ervitors of the whites,
of the
hid
aboriginal
secret
haustible that
maple The
of the
adopted and improved upon, sand hee
sweetness in
trees.
gugaring BAD Was
long maple sugar was a very de-
sirable commodity, easily exchanged,
on the arrival for
thi
of trading ships,
ir coveled merchandise.
Ic would be interesting to know when
cave known, but sare it is, that
pumpkin pie,
ever
it has
bas been indispensable at
iving feast whether public
Whittier,
RIVES & song 10 1s praise ;
or private our most loyal
“On Thanksgiving Day, when from East and
from West,
From North and
grim and
from South coms the pli.
guest,
vn the gray-haired New Faglander sees
round his board
i broken links of
When the care-w
Ihe affection restored,
earied man seeks his mother
ones hore,
And the worn matron
smilad before
smiles where the girl
yistenis the lip and what brightens
the eye
a2 calls back the past like the rich pump.
kin ple?”
Eut why pat of
was silent
a p in the middle
The letter
our ancestors and is un-
uttered by all
the pumpkin?
on the lips of
of their descendants
The wore
1s not correct either with or withont
the silent leiter;
except the ultra precise,
the big yellow fruit
of the vine being really a pompion, so
that should be abstained
sis aI 0
Said the Football Player (0 the Turkey,
"OM bird, you're nol in it any
ns II
Culinary Hint for Thanksgiving,
If the Thanksgiving turkey presents
itsell rather lean and dry, strips of
suit pork laid over it and under it
will be found to mach improve its
flavor. Use the liquid to baste it
thoroughly. A half pound of pork to
a six-pound turkey is about the right
proportion. If the double roasting
pan is nsed, doing away with basting,
two or three slices only should be
pirced on top of the fowl.
I 5 io.
Turkey-Dressing.
Thanksgiving is the day of all the
your when the cranberry crop gets
saucy.
The American public to the turkey
gobbler : ‘I've got a bone to pick with
you to-morrow.”
Thanksgiving day is supposed to be
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Ernest Hubn, Superintendent of the Eage
California, fell 600
feet down the and was lostantly
killed,
The schooner Antelops capsized near the
mouth of Grand Haven Harbor, Michigan,
and the three men composing her crew were
drowned,
George Bmith was shot in mistake for a
deer by a eompanion, Richard Raynor, near
Pobemin, Long Island, snd died of his is
Juries,
shalt,
Behool boys dug a cave on a8 vacant Jot In
Bt. Louls, and the roof caved in Henry
Raednor, agod 8 years, was killed, and Her-
man Walkinford, aged 12 years, was badly
hurt
A flerce sand storm has prevailed at Okla-
homa and Cherokee strip for the past week.
At Perry the fires in the business section
were extinguished by order of the city au-
thorities,
The steamer Crown of England was
a reef off Banta Monica, Cali-
fornia, The news was brought to that plaes
by the mate and five seamen; the rest of the
on
crew were left on the real.
of B. J. Maury was
in a school-house window
Hiinols, and strangled to
It is supposed that hie tried to climb
A 12-year-old-son
caught by a sash
Marion,
death,
nt was
his gloves, and
aught by the sash,
Jobn Washburn, Jr.
Kew York, fired a
a be
shot
oy at Bing Ring
gun into a keg of
sporting goods
tora, I Washburn was
ie building was destroyed by the
Howed did not know
he powder exploded,
killed and t}
The boy
n was loaded,
mer Cre
ols Princes.
at
Demerara,
New York,
brought two
the abandoned
nenburg,
Irinidad and
threes
survivors of
chooner Coronet, of Ia
Nova
who were picked up at sea on the
yages by the same steamer,
Four
ners crew were washed over.
board and drowned,
A fe and
aver from the north,
sree wind
her
ii
dust storm
1 struck the
iling the air
#0 that It was impossible to see across the
for a long time,
windows and awnings were
Many plate glass
destroyed. The
in 30 minutes,
the day a wel snow began
perature fell 2¢ degrees
later In
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Made by
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Japanese Government replied to the
{ United States Minister Dun asking
Presidert of the
bis gool offices ia
intersst restorine peace in the
31d be agreeable to Japan. The Min
informed that, althought the friend.
ents which prompted the offer ars
inted, the success of the Jape
2 that Chins shoud
a the subjedd,
MARKETS.
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yer a tender by the
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all over the country to football,
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