VOL. XXX. BICKELS Grand Bargain Sale . Still continues and will continue until we have sold out our stock of Sample Boots and Shoes and Oxfords Bargain seekers should not miss this Grand Bargain Sale a« we cr offering greater bargains than ever before. Having received a large line of ladies fiaa shoes and oxfords, I am p"e pared to show a better selection thin ever before, an 1 pricas mach i )W->r . Ladies Fine Russia Bluchers at $2 00 to $4.00. " " " Oxfords at SI.OO to $2.25 " •' Chocolate Oxfords and Biucber style at $2.25. " Hac 1 Turn Oxford and Southern ties at $2.50. Ladies fine Dongola Shoes hand turn> STYI FS " " " " " welt) Misses Fir e Dongola Shoes at SI.OO to $2.50. '■ School Shoes 75c to $1 25 " Tan or Red Shoes at SI.OO. " ' " Oxfords at 90c. CHILDREN'S SHOES AND OXFORDS ALL COLORS. Infant Shcej at 18c to 50c. We Stand |foi* Quality. MEN'S FINE SHOES. Oar Men's fine shoes are more varied in styles this year than ever be fore, Fu! ck of men's fine Tan shoes in Lace or Blocher styles. Men's fine patent leather shoes in lace and congress, plain toe aud tips. Men'sJ fine Calf, Cordovan, Kangaroo and Porpoise shoes in all styles and at low prices. Men's low cu. shoes in Oxfords and Southern ties in Tau color or of Calf and Kangaroo stock. Boys' Tan Blachers at $1.50. Fino shoes, lace congress or bntton at $1.25 to $3 00 per pair. Onr stock of men's and boys's working shoes is larger than ever before. NOTE THE PRICES- Men's kip aboc.s 75c to $1.25. Men's grain sloes SI.OO and upwards. Men's grain box toe Bhoes at $1 50 and $2 00. Men's kip and calf box toe shoes $1 50 to $2,00. Men's fine calf dress boots at $2.00, full stock of o : ir own make- Boot and Shoe Repairing Neatly Done. COMPLETE STOCK Of LEATHER and FINDINGS, "When in need of anvthins? in mv line give me a call. JOHN BICKEL. 128 South Main Street Butler. Pa. Spring and Summer Footwear! You might just as well have the first selection from our new stock of shoes, slippers and Oxfords. Some of the new styles we are showingthis season in fine goods are fetch ing. The large and well selected line of LADIE S SHOES AND OXFORDS are worthy of special mention; however, we will only state that you will be pleased with their style and fit, and we are selling the very prettiest styles at prices ranging from 75c to jLight colors will predominate in Children's Footwear this season. Call and see the pretty things we are showing in Tan and Chocolate Colored Oxfords and Blutchers. We have more and prettier styles for little ones to select from now than ever before. SHOES FOR GENTLEMEN. In regard to our new goods for gentlemen, we wish simply to state that we have exercised our usually care in their se lection. We have all the newest and latest styles in men's and boys' wear. We feel confident that we can suit you not only in the shoes but as to the price. AL. RUFF, 141 S. Main St. N. B..—Just now our BARGAIN COUNTER is quite a feature. Almost all the goods on it are marked at less than half price. r s™£sFoß EVERYBODY. An immense exhibit of spring shoes. All YOUR FEET CAN BE the latest shades in tan goat and Russia • PITTED WITH calf, newest tips aud styles of lasts. We HUSELTON'S SHOES. show everything in the line. Footwear worth the having—but no trash. LADIES' FINE SHOES. Never have shown to our customers so many new and beautiful Jstyles as we are showing this spring, we are drawing customers every day bv the power of low prices bAcked with good quality. There i 3 uothing'in a low prim unless the quality is back of it. LADIES' FINE SHOES. All the styles worth having have found there way to our house Ladies' fine shoes from 85 cts. to $4.50. Don't forget to see our shoes at SI.OO, $1.25, $1.40, $1 .50 and $2.00, tip or plain toe,common sense opera or Phil's, last. MISSES' AND CHILDREN'S FINE SHOES. We are showing a beautiful line in tan goat and Russia calf, heel and spring They combine beauty, service and low prices. Misses' shoes at 80 ets. np Pine dongola patent tip spring heel, 12-2 only SI.OO. Misses' and children's oxfords all colors. Infants soft sole shoes in colors. Children's ■hoes 25 cts. to 50 cts. MEN'S FINE SHOES. New attractions in high grade goods of the latest make, sound in quality, thßy are straight square bargains every one of them, and at a close rrice. Men's brogans only 70 cts and SI.OO " Men's fine shoes with tip at 1.00 and $1.25. Men's fine shoes extra nice at only $1.50. Men's fine shoes genuine calf fine only $2.00 In lace and congress tip or plain, then our tan bluchers and patent calf are beauties, goodyear welts and hand sewed in calf and cordovan at $2.50 and up. IN BOY'S AND YOUTH'S SHOES We lead ae usual in style, quality aud low prices. Boy's fino button or lace at SI.OO and $1.25, siz*s 3to s£. Youth's fine shoes at 75 and SIOO. Full line Men's box toe heavy shoes in grain and kip at $2.00. Kip box toe boots, three soles, long leg, at $3.00 and 3 50. Repairing all kinds done at reasonable prices. Came and see lor yourself. B. C. HUSELTON. » SPRING. We are approachiug the days of all tho year, the days whsn the air is freighted with the perfumery of flowers, and everything is symbolic of Peace and Good Will. In this respect these days re semble our shoes Their Good Will is shown by their willingness to stand by you. as lon<» as you stand in them. Quality, not price is cheapness, and we believe our prices considered to be the lowest in Butler ROBINS BROS., S. E. Corner of Diamond. • - _ Butler, Pa ypr\ J7 Bf !■ l|l I-■ ["p THE BUTLER CITIZEN. BTHE KIND E H THAT CURES' i ~T. i - v i m f ■ ■ ' :P ■ JU ff m >: H» 1 H MIIS. RKV. A. J. DAY, ge B No. Easton, K. Y. ! | SCROFULOUS ECZEMA * FOR 20 YEARS! S DANA SABSAPAN.LA OX, §== ■I MEASBH —Mv wife was Mrn of parents pmh«-== Hpowd to roSftl MPTION. /X.f 1 B St>rothfr» and .vfters died of I*l DIS ■I KASEM. 31 v "wife's heath waaui.usualiy p Sup to the az-y 'of about y. -r- nt lh«t tin» ■■ =SESf 'ROFI I*Ol'Staintmmiifr!*rditM-:f int.'. ■; ,rm of ECZE.H \ t-n i»< urly all part* of th tM = fxxJy; afkratirne it yie.dcd t • t!:r rannliM us> d.gP ffiexeept «>o fror.-t • f Tight diouldrr when? .t ■B Minified for 5J4» year* with almost C'oi.-H| gstant Irritation T . I Itching. SLN~I. : 1 DANA'S g . | SARS * r U?ILLA N Bf a W F.\ on her ! ad hus broken and dlfhargedßß Iggui:til aim •-! entirely foue. Habitual C irixr I wf hav". )M retoforc used a variety of rerr.t di •{£..* Swith hut i:?:> nv-it. but VXSAS SAESAPA-™ MiillXA hns rrovwl to ef? tual In ■wife of KCZEMA aud S( KOFM.iB Sin the blood that I must eay it to a grand o inbina-=s BjjtiwMof remedial agents, aud tluit t.iy yif .'s is du. - ' to its power a;»d t!ie blcaelngel Suf a kind Frovidenca upon is u- •. i I have taken one l>ottle myself and find it ~ «|Sii!eiuHd Allerative. JH Respectful!v. REV. A. J. DAY. e= g Tastor M. E. CRxurch, No. Eostcn, N. V. || I ■ 1 ■ Only one Sarsiparilla sold on the " NO PAY " plan. Only one couldjj = stand the test, and that one is DANA'S.^ ■remijmbeh THIS. sg Dana Sarsaparilla Co., Belfast, Maine, flj feed. For prices and Ad dress, J. W. MILLER, 131 Mercer St., Butler' Pa A $25 Gold Watch FREE- 1 ! With evt-ry dollars worth of gooii(« purchased, you are given ces* on the length <>{ timi* ir will ake the wutch t i run il >»vn, aid the cw guetsing the nearest wili get thf wateh. In ease of r» tie t' e one hav ing bought the unst A'ill «et it Thu watch will be started June 13th at nine o'.-i ick A. M.. atitl 110 guessing will be uki-;i after that time. Wo can also eavu you money on every article in our stacks oi Cloth ing, Hats, and Gents Furnishings. THE RACKET STORE, 120 S. Main St., Butler, PH. SPRING STYLES READY. YOU WILL CERTAINLY HAVE A SUIT MADE TO ATTEND THE WORLD'S FAIR. YOU CAN AF FORD IT, WHEN YOU SEE THE SPLEN DID ASSORT MENT OF MATERIAL, AND THE MOD ERATE PRICE AT WHICH WE MAKE YOU A {SUIT THAT IS CORRECT TO TI IE LATEST DECREE OF FASHION. .^land's, Tailoring Establishment. C. & D. ALWAYS Take into consideration that money saved is as good as money earned. The best way to nave money is to buy good goods at the right price. The only reason that our trade is increasing constantly ia the Let that we handle only goods of first quality and sell them at very low prices. We have taken unusual care to provide everything new in Hots and Furnishing Goods for this reason, and cs we have control of many especially good articles in both lines we can do you good if you come to us We confidently say that in justice to themselves all purchasers should inspect our goods. Yisit u?, COLBERT & DALE, 242 S. Main street, Butler, Pa, | ~-s£c ' --fen "BY I l '--. [ Judjro Joel Weston's house was robl .1 <>:. • nig-ht just previous to Pec | oration day. What the thieves- ob- I taincd «liil not amount to much and aid ! not worry the old judge in tho least. | But with his p-ardoner it was different. The rascals had effected an entrance I through his conservatory, and had evi | dently mado a hurri- I exit, dointr e.m --j siderablo to many choice j plants. The appearance of things in the morning when the depredation was j first discovered indicated that, for j some purpose, pure viciousncss or i j what it was hard to tell, a lot of i flowers had heen taken away, for many ; ; were missing and many were found ' j strewing the way the burglars had | j gone. Therefore it was old Sampson, the j iraseiblo old gardener, who was the i most put out at tho piece of villainy, j ''The rascals," he sputtered as he I went about straightening up the broken I orchids, American roses and palms. '"Don't I just wish X could lay a hand i on them once." If the judge did not carc particularly for the tlowers his wife and little daughter did, and' were almost heart broken. '"Oh dear," sobbed the lit Lie miss; "and to-day is Decoration day. and so many beautiful flowers spoiled that might have been taken to tho ceme tery." "Xow, Ethel, perhaps you have solved the problem," sal 1 the judge: "it is t ruw you and your mother have donated every flower in the outdoor garden, but we may have people here who would pyefer' to scatter Marshal "TUT: RASCAI.9," SPUTTERED 01.0 SAMI»- SON'. Neil roses and hot-house pansies over the graves of tl»e dead soldiers instead of your common barn-yard posies. That's where you had better look for your thieves, Sampson," and the old judge turned with a half chuckle to his servant. "And if I find them they'll need to have holes dug for them pretty nuick,'' grumbled the old man. Judge Weston lived in a handsome country residence just outsid - of tho thriving and flourishing town of East villo. He was a sort of ma L ate of the place and had large interests in the active, busy town. Judge Weston had always been the important personage at ail the public events of the city. r... 1. m*. 'tSo patriotic place in the country, and al ways had great happenings on the Fourth of July and Washington's birth day. The city had sent her regiment to the war and as Walter Weston, the judge's son, was the organizer, the judge paid the entire expense of fitting "it out, and Walter, but then a young limb of the law, was the colonel. East ville guards did great service and were badly cut up at Gettysburg in July, 1833. They were reorganized and took part in the bloody engagement of the Wilderness in May, 1804, and that battle was the last of Walter Weston's service. He was badly wounded and he not only narrowly escaped capture by the enemy but his life was saved as well by a private whose name he was never able to learn. It was one of the remarkable and terrible experiences of the war. liy some mischance Col. Weston was cut off from hiscommand and suddenly found himself alone, as he thought, and within the lines of the enemy. Ilis horse was shot from under him and he was just being set upon by three confederates when assistance suddenly came to him in a most unexpected manner. A private soldier, from some other regiment, as the colonel could see by his uniform, and who had evi dently been caugit alone as he had himself, came rushing up just as he had turned to engage his adversaries. A saber cut from one of them had on the instant disabled his right arm, when the stranger, with clubbed gun, rushed in between him and the attack ing party, and, with the utmost bravery, and with strength almost giantlike, laid all three of the enemy in the dust. While it seemed ages to Col. Weston, it was all really done in a moment, and the private had seized the bridle of a confederate's horse, helped Col. Weston to mount and was trying to mount behind him when the man he was saving saw mm sudtienl*- vc<.i ttfcil fall to the ground. The horse, at that instant, gave a bound away and Col. Weston never saw his rescuer after, nor could li#. with the utmost en deavor, ever find out who he was. Col. Weston's escape was nothing short of a miracle. In the very heat of that second day's fight on May 0, the horse he rode carried him right into his own lines, but he reached there in a fainting condition, and was at onco sent home to Eastville. Having recov ered he made diligent search for the soldier who had saved his life at the cost of his own. but it was of no avail. He took up his law study again, gradu ated and was admitted to the bar. Be fore beginning his practice, however, at the advice of his father, he made a trip abroad and had only returned a short time before the opening of this story and had opened an office in the city. He had not even j-et had his first client and little did he think who his first one would be. Decoration day had been appointed as a national hoUday, and the patriot ism of tho people of Eastville led them, as usual, to make much of the occasion. Judge Weston had always been called upon for the public speaking at such events, but this time it was to be the young lawyer who was to deliver the address and eulogize the soldier dead. It was to be a great day, and the old judge was in something of a fever of expectancy to hear his son's oration. The entire Weston family, help and all, excepting little Ethel, went to the cemetery to sec the graves decorated and to hear the speeches. The young j miss could not get over her grief at the | destruction of her flowers, and had no j : heart to do anything but hover about j | the pillaged conservatory, picking up I the remnants here and there as she I ' could find them. This led her out into | the grounds and there she had an expe ! rience which had good and bad results, j Old Sampson, the gardener, went as ; i in duty bound and heard his j-oung j I master talk and then, not caring for j the rftst- took hi* nWoira in jvalkintf I T"IT T TT_,~K"R, PA..FKIDAY. MAY •>(!, 1803. about tlie ground He had strayed off to a cclud< 1 part c.t"ri c country when -• I cienly he came npon a young lad bands were foil of floweis he knew well "Aha! you young thief. I have caught • yon I ArnlVo • •.1 i !-. • wa- right wit:, bis joke alter all •I am r.o thief. Let g'i «'f «He, ' said th. K !...j f.»r Sampson i. J gr.;. pod hi-n n-ngtib J b the arm. "No indeed,'' said Samp-on: '"it don't g look like it with my hot house flowers . in your thieving- hands. What did you „ steal them for, you rascal? You come j with me,'" and down to the town old Sampson took his prisoner and had him locked up. » It had been a great day in Eastville I and no ono was as happy as Judge —* over his :: •uc in the , afternoon. The young man war- rather j pleased and was down in the city re -4 ceiving the congratulations of Iris . friends. In the midst of it all he inci -1 dentally heard of Sampson's capture. f and some one jocosely remarked that . the lad might be his first client. Some- I thing, he eo.uld not tell himself what, I led him to seek the boy. '"Well, my lad, what is your name?" , asked Walter. "My name is Charges-Dal ton. sir; can you tell me why I am locked up here? I am no thief, I told that old man that | the young lady at the bier house gave me those flowers—and »he did: I never "AUA! I HAVE CAUGHT YOU!" stole anything in my life: my father was the bravest soldier that fought in the war. and do you think I would dis | grace his memory by being a thief?" j "What young lady gave you the ; flowers?" asked Walter.much moved by the boy's earnestness. "A little girl about my age at Judge Weston's. It is a holiday for me from the mill and I was going to the cemetery where father Ik buried, and going by the house I saw the young girl with lots and lots of beautiful flowers and I asked her for a few to put on my father's grave. She was so good and her blue eyes filled with tears as she gave me almost an arm ful.'' "You live here in Eastville, do you?" "Yes, sir; I have lived hero for near ly a year: father came here from other state to work in the mill, but he has never been strong since he came home. He was taken prisoner while -wounded at the battle of the Wilder ness, when he was helping a union of ficer f oe; " , pe from three confederates; fatL, had just helped the officer on a horse, and was trying to mount also, . ..Ui. -I mud, lie was knocked senseless, but not killed, and was made a prisoner and was not released until the end of the war. I have heard him tell so many experiences that I know lie must have been a brav • soldier; he often won derod if Uul ofii er escaped. Father died live mo: i h > ago." Walter Weston sat like one nigh par alyzed as the lad talked on. lie did not need to question to learn that James Dal ton, this boy's father, had been his savior on that awful day. It did not need the corroborating testi mony of young Ethel to tell him the lad was innocent of any theft. Charlie Dalton did not sleep in prison that night. lie was an honored guest at Judge Weston's, and became the adopted son of that good old man, and later became Walter's law partner. James Dalton's grave was never more an obscure one, and for years old Sampson cut freely his choicest flow ers on Decoration day for Charlie and Ethel to lay reverently on the great marble slab Walter liad placed over the remains. The Early Isird. Alkali Ike (at the door) —Howdy, Widder McNabb. Nice weather we're havin'. Will you marry me? Mrs. McNabb—What do you mean? I'm. not a widow. Where's Jim? Alkali Ike (looking at his watch) —Let's see—half-past four —the reform committee started for the creek with Jim at five minutes after —they proba bly gave him ten minutes to make his peace in—if thar wasn't any hitch in the programme Jim's about eight min utes on his way to the Glory Land by now. Wisli't you'd gimme my answer as soon as possible, widder, for the cheerman of the committee was goin' to start for here as soon as he could put on a clean collar. Took it to "the tree in his pocket, an' if he didn't lose his collar-button down his back, he's jest about a quarter of a mile from here now.—Life. In So Hurry. Mrs. O'F—Can I have my husband put in jail for slapping me in the month? Magistrate—Certainly; that is assault and battery. "Well, I'll come around in about a month and make the charge." "Why not have him arrested at 4 once?" "Well, you see, when he slapped me I hit him in the head with a roll in' pin and he's now in the hospital and the doctors say he won't be able to get out for a month yet."—Life's Calendar. Consulting His Tastes. Little Boy—Do you like to g-o boat ing in the summer? Grandpa (anxious to inculcate cau tion) —N-o, my son, I'm afraid I'd get drowned. Little Boy—Do you like to go skating in the winter? Grandpa—No —I'm afraid I might fall and hurt myself. > Little Boy (after some thought)—Do you like to turn somersets on a feather bed?— Good News. It Was Different Then. He (five years after) —All this gush about love is extremely stupid; wher ever did this stupid hook come from? I must say the person who selected it showed a very insipid taste. She (quietly)—lt's the book you gave mc during our honeymoon, John; we read it eleven times the first week we had it. (Prolonged silence.) —Boston Globe. A Prescription. "I'm feeling very much run down," said the twenty-sixth spring poet who had called that day on the editor. "Could you recommend anything I could take for it?" "Yes," said tile editor, wearily, yet strong enough to seize the opportunity. "Take two ounces of prussie acid, or a twenty years' trip to Central Africa." —Harper's Bazar. Presence of Mind. Mrs. F. (petulantly) —You never kiss me now. Mr. I-".—The idea of a woman of your | age wanting to be kissed! One would i think you were a girl of eighteen. | Mrs. F. (sharply) —What do you . knojv about girls of eighteen? Mr. F.—Why, my dear, weren't you ' eighteen once youxseli?-^oj^oa.Gl9be. Jiglpp ! hl.i.'M. She furnishes them liberally, everywhere, and teaches us in almost constant lessons their use in this di- I rection. After an elemental passion i has swept over the land, devastating fields, uprooting forests and destroy ing human habitations, then comes the j gentle south wind, dropping invisible j seeds from out its fragrant wings— and 10. in but a little while the poor, I scarred surface of the earth, so | gaslicd'and bare.isonce more healed and : rounded and made whole. Its wounds ! become only a memory, and flowers bloom and grasses wave where all was , bleak, and drear, and desolate. So when the mighty earth is aroused by its own passions and the giant hills are rent asunder to leave a yawning cha ->m, a waste of dreariness, the sun softly kisses the snow upon the mountain top. and through that deso late canyon a .-.tream flashes and dances and sings, making even the barren, blackened sides of the precipice tremble with laughter and music. Ambitions of men inspired them to unholy conflict. They flew at the throat of the mother country, wound ing her sorely before the strife was done: but, when it passed and peace was come again, there came also the messengers of song and bloom to drown the memories of battlefield and hide the scars covering the nation's breast. What is more beautiful than the gnarled and rugged hand of the vet eran. disfigured by wounds, shrunken with age, dropping from its trembling fingers the flowers of love upon the grave of a recent foe? Decoration day itself is of but short duration, yet it symbolizes a feeling that rounds the year even as the Ave Maria or the An gelus circles the world, for the evening of the first ringing is the morning of the last prayer. "When Johnny Comes Marching Home" or "Marching Through Georgia" may not be grand in themselves as are the more stately chimes of the old masters,but when they are inspired by the love and tenderness that fill the day of forgiveness they become holy. And they are truly American. In olden times the conqueror led his captured enemy back to his camp, loaded him with chains and set him at work to grind the wheat which was never to pass his lips, or to weave the beautiful laces which he was never to wear. To-day there is no war of con quest, and the remnant of that sav agery which culminated in our late civil strife gave to peace its sweetest possible assurance in the words of the conqueror, who said to his subjected foemen: "Go back to your plows, your workshops, your offices. We are brothers still." Memorial day is not a day for hilari ous rejoicing, neither should it be one of sadness, but only sweet and peace ful meditation: a day in which we feel that not only nature's children but na ture herself has given up her music .xxiCl tier "Ulooiii lo ili'owu LUu daccuCl and hide the scars of a passionate con flict; a day in which we may invoke the spirit of our common country and all her children sing: Columbia! strip thy blossomed groves! Malce bankrupt all thy bowers! The sword that drank tho nation's blood To-day Is sheathed In flowers. O'er verdant plains thy children run Full handed with thy bloom. And north and south clasp hands above One common hero-tomb. Columbia! Freedom's queenly child! Dear mother of our race— Sweet hope draws all-sustaining strength From tliyVersmiling face. And in the blossoms of thy "May" We drowned the galling "Must" And meet once more, as kinsmen true, Bestde a kinsman's dust Columbia! grandest goddess thou That ever temple blest, For twenty million kings have drunk Sweet freedom from thy breast And from thy hands outstretched in peace Bright garlands fall to-day, A fragrant shower, to rest alike Upon the blue and gray. CHARLES EUGENTS BANKS. A DOUBTFTJI. VINDICATION. Hon. EAtt Jones (orator of the day) —Feller citerzens, it has bean said dat I writes my orations. I denounce de 'cusation as false and slanderous. Fel ler citerzens, I hain't write/ —Harper's Bazar. What Bob Learned. "What did you learn that's new in school to-day, Bob?" "I learned that the earth is round ; like a ball." "That isn't new. Columbus knew that." "Well, it was new to me," said Bob. —Harper's Young People. Hushful. John —Sallie, cf I was to ask you cf you'd marry me, do you think you'd say yes? Sallie —I—or —I guess so. John —Wa-al, ef I ever git over this 'ere darn baslifulness I'll ask you some o' these times.—Judge. Not His Size. Newly Elected Congressman (from Kanas) —I'd like to have my picture taken. Photographer—Cabinet? Newly Elected Congressman (blush ing)—No; just a plain, everyday con gressman. —Puck. At the Club. D. R. l?oie —I say, old man, have you —aw—heard that Cholly Van Dusenbilt j has actually eloped with a ballet girl? [ O. L. Mann—Great Scott! You sur- j prise mo. Ilow evali in the world can she support him? —Jury. Her Dilemma. Ethel—Why don't you marry Jack? Maud (a widow's daughter)— Mamma 1 doesn't like him, and won't let me. Ethel—Harry, then? Maud—Maimna does like him, and ! won't let mc.—Truth. • Never la Lack. Old Lady—Just my luck. Caller —What's wrong? Old Lady—l've just heard of six sure cures for rheumatism, and not one of our family has got it.—N. Y. Weekly. ■ THE NATIONS HOLY DAY. It« Commemoration KstaMnhc* the Broth erhood of Man. fLason, when r/ I Hfl earth feels If 2 LjE the thrill of | lEg re,iew "'£ I h,w " down into the dark mold, to menls of liid jßjffitUu Ufe - U is I*!-. , 4 fifXiUy fitting that our W) thoughts turn < backward, and, piercing through the gloom, bitterness and woe that lie at the roots of a resurrected j nation, bring up into the air and sun light the fruition of its sorrow. The poignancy of our grief for the dead has passed and Memory, a be j loved guest, stands to-day by the grave | which hides their mortal part. Their : better, nobler presence has risen above | death, it breathes in every anthem of ' liberty, and is voiced in the gratitude ! of a people redeemed from bondage. Year by rear tho past is hallowed by ' moro sacred ties. New mounds in tho churchyard are added to the number that mark tho resting place of our , heroic dead, and fewer blue-coated veterans march to tho sound of solemn music, to lay the tribute of laurel and myrtle, symbols of glory and immor tality, on the graves of those who have passed beyond earthly roll-call. A few more years, and not one will bo left of all that host that marched beneath the southern sun. camping, fighting, watching and suffering for their coun try. Yet this day will be forever cele brated. the holiest of our holy days. Our nation lices! When its foes who sat in the splendors of kingly courts, and under the shadows of thrones, viewed it, as it lay prostrate, they were glad, that "self government had proved a failure," and eyes grown weary with watching for the unrisen sun of liberty, in that older world across the blue Atlantic, wept for what seemed our dissolution. Then a mira cle was done, mighty and solemn. Sol diers poured into the veins of the dy ing nation their own life-blood, and revivified it. Scarred and wounded it arose, gathering new strength from every sacrifice of its brave sons, new dignity from the sorrow of its no less brave daughters. We come to-day, one people, united by the hot blows of the stern workman, War, as tho smith welds on his anvil sundered bits of metal into one homo geneous whole. We cover the scars with the beauty of the spring time, beauty born of storm and stress and winter days. The hands of little children, the future nation-makers, boar the fra grant tokens, tho trembling hands of gray-haired nation-savers, that once grasped sword and musket on bloody and hard-fought fields lay them over the sacred dust, a decoration before which the jeweled trophies on the breasts of monarchs pale. Above tho fitting altar of freedom, the soldier's grave, the coming and the passing generation look into each oth er's eyes. "Remember Gettysburg. An tietam, Shiloh, the Wilderness! Re member the camp and the field, the shot and saber stroke," says the veter an. "Remember the flag for which we fought, the principles for which we contended!" "Forever," goes up a shout which echoes from ocean to ocean. "Remember, too, the heroes to whom Liberty turned not the face that she wore to us. They fought for their country and for it they fell. Patriotism led them not in the paths which we trod, yet as Americans we can look back upon their splendid courage, and be proud that we had foemen worthy of our steel." Sometimes, when volcanic fires have burned themselves out. nature covers the yawning craters with snow, and from it the sunlight strikes such beau ty that men forget the desolation that once reigned there. It is thus with our past. The craters are healed with snow, the wounds are covered with flowers, and the souls of the slain must rejoice, in the realm of eternal peace, that they did not die in vain, and those who offered their all in the cause of Freedom, and lived to see the glorious issue, may rest assured that the lesson of their courage has not been lost. There is a past that is the "dead past," for in it is no seed of truth and beauty. Our past is living, for its struggles made our strength, its deso lation our fullness, its dissension our unity. Our wars have not been for material things, for territory, wealth, possessions, but the ideal of a repub lic has ever been our guiding star. When the proud civilization of the strongest kingdom of the world poured its might of arms upon us our infant nation, like a young David, girt with the power of righteousness, the repub lic defeated and humbled it. When again our ancient foe would have crushed us we "smote and spared not," and the ages paused astounded to wit ness it; but world-old traditions were set at naught, when we vanquished our dearest foe —the enemy nourished at the breast of the same mother, warmed at the hearth-fire of the same household goddess—and then clasped hands in friendship. Like brothers and sisters made mu tually dearer by mistakes and differ ences, the north and south arc all the more closely bound in the ties of fam ily love. We do not say "forgive and forgot." The atonement has been made in the blood of our bravest and best. We would not forget if we could, we could not if we would. Lou V. CHATIX. The Sensible Course. Teacher —What is the moaning of one-twenty -fifth? Little Boy —I—l don't remember. Teacher—lf you had twenty-five children visiting you, and only one ap ple for them, what would you do? Little Boy—l'd wait till they went, an' then cat it myself.—Good News. A I'ainful Subject. Mr. Shortcash—l shall feel greatly honored if you will accompany me to the theater this evening. Miss Beauty—With pleasure. What is the bill for to-nigfrt? Mr. Shortcash (absently)—About— ten—dollars.—N. Y. Weekly. Not So Strange. Gus De Smith —Yes, Carrie, I love you with all my heart. Carrie—lt seems strange, nenry, that you should think so much of me. Gus—l don't know about that. There's no accounting for taste, you know.—Texas Siftings. Only One Way. Mr. Micawbcr —I wish I knew some nice cas3' way to make money. Mrs. Micawber —WeU, my dear, you 1 might get your life insured and then : die.—N. Y. Weekly. lie Would Have llooin. Bagley—Where are you living, Bai ley? Bailey—Well, since the crinoline habit came in I've moved to the out skirts.—Judge. Amenities. Miss Oldblossom—l wish to inform , you that I belong to a very old family, j Miss Peachblow—Ah, indeed; and arc they- all as old as you?—Des Moines Ar gonaut _ I A BEAUTIFUL CUSTOM. That of UF. (•RATN of *AMI ;,:u. iuui A few von: > a.'o this notice in a southern j«:per touched the hearts of the loyal people a'.! over the north: "The women of Columbus. Mi ani mated l»y noble ser.timcnts, have shown themselves impartial in their of ferings made to the memory of the dead. They strewed flowers alike on the graves of the confederate and na tional dead." This beautiful custom of decorating the graves of our dead heroes, of set ting apart a day in the most joyful sea son of the year for the purpose of pay ing them a just tribute, has had. says the Christian at Work, a happy effect in healing the gaping wound which the war left 1 .'tween the north and south. Over the graves of our 'a:-i we have , mingled otir tears with our flowers, and over th.'ir graves have our united prayers: l . .<.• led to the common lather who smile- alike on His dear children north and south. '• From the silence of sorrowful homes The desolate mourners go Lovingly laden rrlth flowers, Alt: f'r the t;: ,1 and the loe; t'ud.r ~i I „Tl. Ll.e dew. Wait. . the Judgment day— Under the roses the Blue, Under the lilies the Gray. " No more ehali the war cry sever. Or the winding river be red. Tfccy banish our anger forever When they laurel the graves of our dead; Under the sod and the dew, Wait:: ~ the judgment day— Love a., u rs for the Blue. Tear ; _nd love tor the Gray." THE SONG OF THE FLAG. fOLL a river wide and strong, Like the tides a- Llft the mighty floods of song: Kua our lovely ban- White and crim «AH '7ifl!\ i/ Field as blue as r Jl 2 God'.s own sky. <<?«* ' yV O— And every star a story. Drown the guns, outsound the bells In their rocking steeple, While the chorus throbs and swells Of a joyful people. Hall the darling flag we sing- Pride of all the nation: Flag that never knew a king- Freedom's constellation. Blest be God. fraternal wars One.- for all are ended. And the gashes and the scars Peace and time have mended. Massachusetts, Maryland. Georgia and Nebraska- One, Columbia's daughters stand From Texas to Alaska. Flags'aff, masthead, swing it forth— Pledge of love unbllghted: West and east and south and north Evermore united. —M. Woolsey Strykcr. in Chicago News. AN ECHO OF MEMORIAL 1)AI. X" <Sv Chorus of Decorators You've got that flag upside down. O. A. R. Veteran —Reckon I know what I'in doin'. I Jill, here, fell off a mule at Chanc'llersville an' struck on his head.—Judge. THE GREAT LESSON. What the Heroes of 1861-65 Have Done for the Nation. As we strew the flowers over the rest ing places of departed heroes, we have the consciousness that there is no north nor south, no east nor west. We have learned the greatest lesson of the war that the sacrifices made by the bine and the gray were necessary to maintain the doctrine of national unity. Cement ed by the best blood of both sections tbe peace which followed the collapse of the southern cause will never again be disturbed. We who enjoy the blessed fruits of the great conflict can show our grate fulness to the heroes of 1861-65 in many ways. We can honor the living and re member the dead. Hut, to do full jus tice, we must never cease to impress upon our children and those who come to us from foreign lands that to be worthy of citizenship they must culti vate the spirit of patriotism exhibited by the countless thousands who cheer fully bled and died to preserve for fu ture generations the blessings of free government. —G. W. Weippiert, in Chi cago Graphic. Savrtl by Royal Favor. Some years ago the Second regiment of life-guards was quartered in the cavalry barracks, Windsor, and an or der was given for the destruction of all dogs in the barracks. On the morning of the day on which the ca nine friends of the troops were to be destroyed, the queen made an inspec tion of the Windsor garrison, and while passing through the quarters of the Second life-guards, accompanied by the colonel of the regiment, was much attracted by the appearance of a small but very pretty terrier dog named Dick, belonging to Corporal Woodhouse, one of the bandsmen. The queen paused, caressed the little dog, and spoke to it. This saved its life, for the colonel gave orders that Dick should be allowed to live, while the rest of the dogs were killed in ac cordance with the edict that had gone forth. Dick for many years after waa the favorite of the regiment, and waa honored with a collar decorated with the regimental buttons, on the piate of which were some lines narrating how the animal's life was saved NOT HIS FAULT. "Freddie, when you said your prayers last night didn't you ask God to make you a good boy?" "Yes, mamma.* "Well, you've been as bad as ever to day." "But, mamma, you can't blame me if God doesn't do just what I ask Him.''— Life. He Growled at the Expense. Mr. llensington (of London)— En glishmen are always at the front. Do you know, a company has been formed in London to dam Niagara falls? Miss Iloodfly—That's nothing new. Papa's been doing it ever since wc girls returned from our month'* visit there.— Judga. _ ~T . l POULTRY HOUSE PLAN. IU Designer Thinks It Is Just tbe Thing for Farmers. I do not claim perfection for my house, but for my use I think it is as near it as one can get who needs to have every inch available for several different uses. It is 12x24. 10 feet high to eaves, and roof one-third pitch. Sills are on solid foundation about one foot high, and this space is filled in with gravel, making the most healthful and satisfactory floor imaginable, and re quiring no timber, llennery is divided i into three compartments, and each one can be reached through the hall which runs along part of one side. At the end of the hall is a stairway leading to the upper story. This lower story is about 6 feet high. When I have no' especial reason for separating my flock I throw all three compartments togeth er. and give my hens the run of the whole building, and also of a yard 50x25. When I have any setting hens I put them in an apartment marked A, in the sketch of the house below. The apartment A has two small doors for the hens; one into the yard and an other directly out of doors, so that sot ting hens rnfcy not be annoyed by the rest. The middle apartment has a win dow sxQ}{, which should be horizontal and about two or three feet from the U^""' [ 1 i ' l « I LY111 * * t B c ! " 88 .. . ■ '? >' hiiiiiii! D Explanation—a, a, a, a, small doors Into run: b, b, b. b, doors Into apartments. A. B, C, apart ments; D, outcrdoor: S, hall: F, feed trough: W, W, water dishes; N, nests; R, roost: I* large window facing south, floor. Roosts are of 2x4 stuff and fas tened with pegs, so that when cleaning is necessary their removal is a very simple matter. The arrangement of the "furniture" will be understood by referring to the accompanying plan. This, however, is only a part of my house. By a trap-door we have access to the second floor. This door is raised by a pulley and cord and held by a drop latch. In the winter this is used as a corn crib and is perfectly rat proof. Here, also, I keep bins in which are corn, wheat, oats, etc.—my ehicken feed —which is measured as pu*. in, aod thus 1 keep an accurate account as to the cost of my flock. In the spring, when the corn is largely fed, it needs but a slight sprinkling of earth and sand and an oil stove to transform my second floor into a brooder house for my extra early chicks, where they are easily and economically cared for till the weather moderates sufficiently to allow the chicks to live outdoors. If desired, a third floor can be laid over part of the second by running boards across on the plates. Here may be stored the coops, your sunflowers, cane seeds and such other stuff as seems scarcely to have any place of its own. In the summer, when no longer needed for brooder house, and nearly empty of corn, this second floor will be very con venient for curing onions, mowing away sheaf oats and the thousand other uses to which you can put space when you have it. I did all the work on this building myself, and used timber sawed off th. farm, utilizing the odds and end.-- which wasteful carpenters left from my new house, and thus the actual cash cost has been only a very few dollars.— A Practical Farmer, in Faripers' Voice POULTRY PICKINGS. FEED the flock both fowls and chick early in the morning. ONCE a week parch a little cracke.: corn quite brown and feed to chick.- They will relish it and it will do them good. BARN* floor sweepings will afford ex ercise and much good food to a flock JO: chicks penned in a small run or brooder house. A FENCE of plastering lath made in the ordinary way is an eyesore and u nuisance. Better use wire netting with a base-board at the bottom. As THE weather grows warmer see that fowls have a source of water sup ply that cannot be contaminated. Nothing is more important for them. PnnsiAX insect powder, which is an other name for pyrcthrum, is harmless to poultry and may be applied freely to the plumage of young or old and be sprinkled also in the nests. HENS having free range at this sea son should have some good sound grain night and morning. Much of their picked-up food is decidedly succulent and filling, but is lacking in nutri ment. THE simple operation of throwing out grain to a flock of poultry may be done in a wrong manner. The whole flock should be given "fair play" by scratching the grain widely and on clean ground. CHICKS that are stupid and drowsy and continually cry are probably lousy. Examine their heads by lamp light at night. Moisten the down on their heads and throats slightly with kerosene and put back under the hen. NOTHING is so good as first quality wheat for rearing chicks. It has all the elements of growth in it. And at one and a half to two cents per pound it is cheaper than damaged wheat or poor screenings at only half this price. THE law does npt allow a poultry keeper to shoot worthless, half-fed curs that run about disturbing the flocks, but a few egg s can be doctored with red pepper and kept in the nests for such prowlers. Empty the shell of its contents and fill with a paste of red pepper and lard. —Farm Journal. Another KwimUtu Farmer Ilayseed—No, I don't want any more labor savin' machines. I've tried enough of 'em. Look in there. That's a type-writin' machine my wife spent all her egg money to get for me, 'cause I ain't very handy with th' pen. Just look at th' tarnal swindle. Agent—What's the matter with it? Farmer Hayseed—Matter? Why you can't even write y'r name with the tar ual thing unless you know how to play a church organ.—N. V. Weekly. Yal usblcs. Witherby—That's a nice little safe you have for your home, old man. I suppose that is for your wife's use? Plankington—Not much. She hasn't even the combination. Witherby—You must keep something very valuable in it, not even to let yout wife know the combination of iL Plankington—You bet I do. I keep all my collar-buttons and shoestrings in that safe.—Judge. Short Bat Effective Oratory. Police Magistrate—Prisoner, the case against you is clear enough. You seem to be a chronic loafer and dcadbeat. Have you anything to say in your own behalf? Surly Vagrant—Reckon not, jedge. You don't 'xpect me to do no fine talk in', do ye? Police Magistrate—No. I'll attend to that Fifteen dollars and costs. Committed until paid. Next!—. Chicago Tribune. 35T0.26
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