VOL. XX XX | CLEARANCE SAfeE g I OF | | Dry Goods and Coats? J CO/VtyieNCING § TucsdavJ,. Jan. 6th, 1903.1 Prices are cut wide open for this January Sale and we |p promise you some rousing values in i Silks, Dress Goods, Linens. Flannelettes, Muslins, Tickings, Underwear, Hosiery, Ribbons, Laces, etc. Every Coat in Stock Must be Sold, t We slaughter the prices on Coats unmercifully in order to (R clean up stock quickly. Take advantage of this sale to get a peerless bargain. t |L. Stein & Son, 8 5 108 N MAIN STREET. BUTLER, PA $ ji DOWN WITH THE PRICE! OUT WITH THE GOODS! ji f The riodern Store m is n bargain lisi this week that is sure to attact all wide awake U) shoppers. Christinas is oyer, and with it the rnsh, but these prices will M JB bring yoa back. 2# MILLINERY FIRST—AII street and nntrimmed hats, one-half price, m 5 Lot fi and $4 fine trimmed hats at $2.49. Lot *4 50 $3, $« smart, hand ■P some hats at $3 89. Lot fancy, elaborately trimmed hats at $4.98. All 6 the best hats in exquisite shapes and effects, i off. Uh while they last. Yoa can get some bargains. . FANCY HOLIDAY GOODS—Positively none to be carried over. We 40 will sell everything in this line at one-half price. It will pay to X some of these bargains and lay them away. „ tR FURS—This is fur weather, and now is your chance to buy them right. fIP U We have sold a great many fore, bat we can still snit yoa if yoa come be- fore we are sold out. m REMNANTS OF EVERY KIND—The holiday rush has left ns with odds and ends of every description. We want to tnrn them into money jpP and get them oat of the way. There are many desirable pieces. We have marked the prices so they will not linger. Co., M SOUTH BUM STREET ) .... W. Uk phohes: [reopLi's®' Mail Orders Solicited S " POSTOFnCE BOX 1 JR tR OPPOSITE HOTEL ARLINGTON. BUTLER, PA. 1903 January Prices 1903 Biclcel's. Men's Coon Tail Excluder Knit Boots and Heavy Duck Rolled Edge Overs at Men's Ball-Band Felt Boots and Heavy Duck Rolled Edge Overs at 2 25 Men's Gray FelU and Extra Heavy Goodger Glove Overs at 1 50 Men's Extra Heavy Goodger Glove perfections at 1 00 Men's Buckle Arctics at 95 Men's first quality rubbers at 50 Boys' first quality rubbers at 40 Misses' and Children's fine rubbers at. 25 ■*« Child's canvas boots at 95 LEATHER GOODS- Nettleton's $5.00 fine shoes in patent-colt, box-calf and vici kid at 50 Packards' $4.00 fine shoes in patent-colt, cordovan and box calf at I! '*) One lot Men's $2 50 fine shoes in velour-calf, vici-kid and box-calf at 1 50 One lot Boys's2.oo fine shoes at 1 40 One lot Youths' fine shoes at 85 LADIES' FINE SHOES Baker & Bowman's $1 00 fine shoes in Dongala and patent kid, hand tarns and hand welts at $2 50 One lot Ladies' fine patent-kid shoes, stylish lasts, $"5 00 grade, at 2 00 One lot Misses' $2.00 fine shoes, welt soles, in box-calf, enamel and patent leather at 1 50 One lot Ladies' $1.50 fine shoes, box-calf or fine dongola at 1 00 Children's fine shoes at 25c, :ssc, 50c and 00c Leggins and overgaiters at greatly reduced prices High Iron Stands with four lasts at 50 cents. All warm liirtd shoes and slippers and balance of our Holiday slippers to be closed out reguariUess of cost. A grand reduction in all lines. It will pay you to visit this great sale and secure some of the bargains being offered. Repairing neatly and promptly done. JOHN BICKEL, 128 South Main St., EUTLER, PA. T - D. & T's. Big Cut in Rubber Goods. \ } ALL NEW GOODS. i f We need the room for new leather goods that are ) S comming in daily. S 5 Child's 1 .... $ 35 \ \ Misses' 1 || T <1 40 * i Buckle Arctic I V Men's.. 4 1 75 C i Rubber Boots i % J Men's 2 25 Q feFelt Boots and Overs ill V Men's Gray Boots and 1 Buckle Over 1 50 1 f Men's Gray Boots and 2 Buckle Over 1 75 f \ Men's White Boots and 1 Buckle Ove» 1 80 X r Men's Lumberman Socks and 1 buckle Snag Over 1 75 i \ DAUBENSPECK & TURNER, \ / NEXT TO SAVINGS BANK. S 108 S. Main St. KECK Fall & Winter Weights j|b q ~Fj Have a nattiness about them that J] i 1 /' vi! Tl mark the wearer, it won't do to '/] b Jl>\ // \V wear the last year's output. You rf MB |a Vfj) // 1\ won't get the latest things at the !/ xi l.\ \f~} vM F\ stock clothiers either. The up-to- ' Y r C date tailor only cau supply them, t . ■'A 1/ \ \ ]C7 IGt if you want not only the latest I ] } . \ / I Jll things in cut and fit anil work- '' I II V> illl ll nunship, the finest in durability, I 1 I J ill I where else can you get combina- 1 ( I / K i ll tlons, you get them at , U } I L 111 II 9 I K E C K G. F. KECK, Merchant Tailor, 124 North Main Street All Work Guaranteed Butler, Pa- THE BUTLER CITIZEN. Nasal CATARRH Bwk la all its glares. J|Ufl/ Ely's Cream BalmV J^/ cleanses, soothes and heals I m the diseased membrane, B It cures catarrh and drives M away a cold in the head quickly. Cream Dalm is placed into the nostrils, spreaas over the membrane and is a v >sorbed. Belief i? fc> medlate and a cure follows. It is not drying—docs not produce sneezing. Large Size, 60 cents at Drug gists or by mail; Trial Size, 10 cents, 152 22251 B | Johnston's pj Beef, Iron and Wine W is the Best Tonic"; n j and VA Blood Purifier. Jkj Price, 50c pint. A Prepared and sold only at .'■Johnston's >j j Crystal [i \ Pharmacy. H V Manager, Wr t *2 108 N. Main St., Butler, !'a! V Both 'Phones V J *1 Everything in the drug line. Just Arrived Early Fall Goods In Latest Coronation Suitings; Also Black and White Novelties. Wedding Suits a Specialty. Call and examine before leaving your order-for suit. COOPKR, Leading Tailor, With Newton, Piano Man. THE MOST IMPORTANT question of the day is why Newton, "The Piano Man." can sell a better piano for less money than anyone else in Western Pennsylvania. He reprewjntH tho wealthient manu- j facturers of Piano" Yon pay direct to' them for all the Pianoa. The expenws of Helling them in s7i> lean than the ordinary retail man and yon Have hiH profit, which meant) to you ♦17.~> saved, j Price* from to sl,ooo—lo j>er cent! off for cash. All piauoH fully warrant ed. M v cuotoraerH are my reference. AMU them. Call and see me and let me explain onr eauy payment plan. Your credit in good. NEWTON "THE PIANO MAN" 317 S. Main Bt. Dutler Pa Pearson B. Nace's Livery Feed and^SaleStable Rear of Wick House. Butler Penn'a. The bent of horse* and flmt Claw* rlK>> al ways on hand and for lilri-. Beat accommodation*! In town for perma nent boarding and transient trade. Bi>er:l al care guaranteed. Stable Room For 65 Horsos. A Rood c hhm of horsofl. both drivers and draft hnraeH always on band and for hale under a full guaranty; and horned bough pon proper not Ideation-by PEARSON B. NACE. Telttpnono No. 21U. BUTLER PA., THURSDAY, JANUARY 1, 1903 fiSiiS?^ 53 %Wmi lQls I TllL i yyM?^ Wihuf \\;BUl#icß'. j eap^ r^'V. J^oa, ! F3 !NG out the old year, iron toncues! Make haste to speed the parting guest. That 'tis relief to see him go, With all his ills, must be confessed. He promised joy J . — T „-- and brought - j£, :3Sgq He promised ; bay and brought the x ' .7 Rir".'; Cut the old ■ML' j year, iron . tongues! ' ; jM </' Ring out the old ' ring ln i■' I the new! R-"'"\ / Ring out the r: .' < old! Hi! P ' . »;ork is & 1 f | done. y-V y .y .. Our hearts to ./ \/ / him 9 row ' y % J therefore, S \ r cold " y/\il (lt is a way r /V M we mortals // yl have ' . fj\\ With things •WiK parting quest. loss, gray and old.) All eagerly we onv/ard press, Ar.d Fortune's empty dreams pursue. Ring out the old year, iron tongues! fjing out the old, ring in the new! Ring out the old Pi He takes' our Slugl,jj failures. Let 'l*a 3 l r Lst him depart. What his sue- . 'if [t'Yw cessor will !| t|i A 7jS. bestow. | M Buecess rci.-j he * among his j fm The morning Ring out tV.e old * Ring out the the new? Ring out the old! Yet, ere he Jtixo in THE NEW. goes, One tear, that carries he the hours brought us sunshine of sweet love, That brought companionship's rare flowers: ' HIS WORK IS DONE T Jl£k9ave us 6ight of faces dear, Now hidden ever from our view— Ory: tear. Then ring, O iron tonguesl Ring out the old, ring in the new! I'rulrlA I'clo'n lt«*Noluif on. JPnflrle Pete—Did ye hear o' my New four's resolution, poduer? I've resolved that tills right hand o' mine won't lift a glass O' llcker to my lips In l'.X)3. Broncho 15111 Ye can't keep no slcli resolution, Pete. prairie Pete—Can't, eh? Waul, I reck tyi ye don't know that I'm a left handed witter. Ilia Mwcur Off. *T>ld you swear off anything on New Year's?" "I illd." "On what?" "I swore off swearing off." Tin- Merry Wnir. Hut|»lns- I don't know that you ever met my wife? Wlsbln Can't say that 1 ever met tier, but 1 have seen her many times, liy the way, saw li< r kissing a man on yotir back stoop t'other evening. Uutklns- Saw mv wife kissing a man? What <lo you mean by such u story as that? Wlsbln—Just what 1 say. that's all. Uutklns— You actually mean 11? If I only knew who the rascal was, 1 d Wisbln—Don't get excited. It was you, of course. Supposed you'd know tiiat at once.—Boston Transcript. Wlinl ll» Hold. One of the witnesses In a case ln a Dublin couqt was asked, "Did you sell Major Studdert a horse?" "No, sor." "Did your father s<li Major Studdert ) horse?" "No, sor." "Kid your urand fnther sell him a horse?" "No, sor." "Well, then, did any member of your family sell Major Studdert anything?" "Yes, sor." "Who did, then?" "I did, tor." "And what did you sell Major Studdert?" "I Bold him a mare, sor." The counsel sat down, and the court roared. was New Year's day. r: The snow was ankle 'v ' t.l deep outside, but the kitchen was warm with the heat of the sun u-' J and the stove. Across : the shining lower panes was drawn a : dotted swlss curtain of immaculate ' whiteness. Tiie sunlight seepiug j through this reflected itself in the mir rorliiie brilliancy of tin pans in rows.on : shelves and in the much bepolished | nickel ornamentation of the stove, j Near the window stood Susan, churn ing. Her skirts were tucked well away from the contact of splashing butter i milk, and the music of the eliurn tilled up the period of silence which had | fallen en the room and its occupants, herself, Samanthy Allen, who sat not far away from churn and window knitting, and Tabby, the cat, who lay comfortably curled In the sun on the j window sill fast asleep. Presently a species of Comanche yell j startled all three. At the same time a ■ snowball smashed itself agaiust the | window pane, clung there for a second, ; then fell. i Tabby sprang from the sill, walked i sedately across the room, tail erect and indignantly fluffy, and, curling herself i into a ball on her own cushion by the stove, again slept, while Samanthy carefully picked up the stitehes she . ft""" r ••m 3 [ ■«% " ,j ft .. .« • i :t! P "HE PKBTEBS THE LIFE OCT OF ME." had dropped in the excitement before she queried: "Who was that, Susan?" Susan, releasing the churn handle, gave a sharp, quick and admonishing rap on the window pane. "It's Tommy," she replied—"Tabitha Lawson's boy." Without more ado she volunteered an explanation: "Of all the imps that ever breathed the breath of life," she declared, "he's the worst. You'vfc only got to live next door to him to find that out. Thank goodness, it's winter time now! What with lils guns and drums and toy pistols, ho pesters the life out of me tlie livelong summer, him and his curly spaniel. You know what curly spaniels is about wallowin' ln flower beds? They're bad enough natcheral ly without beln' set on by an imp of a boy; but last summer, Samanthy, I couldn't keep a flower. Just as my geraniums was bloomin' their prettiest, here come that there good for notliln' dog a-wallowln' In the loose dirt and shaklH' up the roots of 'em, and Tom my Lawson a siekin' of him on! "It was bad enough for me, but pore Tabby there—she wa'n't nothin' but skin and bones by fall, between him nnd his curly spaniel. She Just about spent the summer up a tree, with the spaniel at the foot, barkln', aiyl Tommy somers nigh, aidin' and a bet tin' of him." She stopped churning, raised the lid of the churn and looked In. " 'Taln't come yet," she lamented, "but I guess it won't be long before it does. The kitchen's warm, but It takes the butter longer to come this cold weather than it does In the sum mer time. It's funny to be churnlu' New Year. I reckon I'll churn every day this year, 'eordin' to what some people say. Humph! I'd rather churn every blessed day of my life than be in Tabitha Lawson's shoes. That's what I'd rather do." Then she churned awhile. "Do you know, Samanthy," she con tinued reflectively, her eyes lixed on Eonie snow covered twigs, tapping, like white lingers, at the window paue, "most people think It's an awful thing to be an old maid with a cat, but there are tilings that are worse. As for me, when I look at that Tommy, a-watch- In' of his goln's on, I thank my stars mornln', noon and night that I ain't married, that I ain't got no children to worry me Into my grave before my time. And if Tabby could talk, 1 know she'd be of my opinion. Why, one day I heard a terrible caterwaulln' In the back yard. I ran out and found my Tabby and another cat, with their tails tied together, hung across the clothes line. The mltilt I saw It I knew who'd done It. Tommy Lawson's ears must 'a' burned for a spell after that. The things 1 was sayln' about him wa'n't complimentary." She wiped off the claim with a soft, llean cloth. "And to think," she rumftnited, "that Tahitha Lawson has done give Up bet A I.fMxon Witli Ilia AvloKrniib. An admirer once wrote to Lowell de scribing his autograph collection and concluding with the remark, "I would be much obliged for your autograph." The reply came, bearing with ft a les son on the correct use of the words "would" and "should," which deeply Impressed itself on the mind of the re rlplcnt. Tho response read: pray. <lo not say hereafter, "I would he ■bilged." If you would I"; obllKcl. be •bU<ad und IHi clonu with It. Huy. "I should bo obliged." an.l oblige youra truly, JAMES ItUSSKIX LoWEI-U No Canae |f«r Worry. Elderly Fiance—l hope you are not impressed by tho silly sentimentalists who hold that because you've married once you ought not to marry again! Pretty Widow—Don't let that worry you, dear; I've no such prejudice. My own dear mother was married three times, and I only hope that ln all things I may follow her example. Choked Him «»«• Kraft—The boss has promised to give tie a rise In my salary next we> k. Newltt—Sorry, old man, but I can't lend you anvthlnc. 11TABITHA LAWSON'S S j I! N| W VFAR By zoe f i l $ 5 ANDERSON %% i X I NORRIS 2 j 4> X Copyright, 1902. by Zoe Anderson Norris J J + +*+■!■ <. i■> + cnnnces in life for tbnt tliwe pcamp." Samanthy's newHt-s cea*«l to eiivk "How's tliat, Susan?" she inquired, ! looking up. "Well," ans»vcred Susan, "you see it was like this. Some wlmmin, Sa mnnthy, is born wives and some is born mothers. There is some wimmin what will desert husbands for children and some will desert children for hus bands. Tabithn, now, she is one of them wimmin what is born mothers. It's the kind you're most 'nclined to admire, unless you've lived across the fence from their children for three years or so. Then your opinion is mighty apt to change." Slu churned hard and frowningly. "What was children born for any how. Suiuanthy," she demanded to ■. Ji? % ' v IS b^ 7 ) * "I COULDN'T KEEP A FLOWER." know, "but to aggTivate the heart out of their parents from the time they betrin to breathe the breath of life till they lay down and die? I ain't talkin' so much about the men parents as I am about the wlmmin parents. What does a mother do but pive every blessed ininit of her time to her children from the second they are born till they marry and leave her, losin' all her good looks a-settin' up with them of nights through measles and whoopin' eonjfh and croup and all the reot of them pesky diseases what they seems to take special delight ln ketohin' from other children anil bringin' home to spread around amongst the family, then wor ryln' and frettin' over them after they're married and gone, grievin' 'cause she don't know where they are at nights, so's she can tuck 'em up in bed warm and snug and safe from harm. "Land! The trouble that Tommy's A BPKCIEB OK COMANCHE YI2LL STAItTLED ALL TUIiEE. give to Tnbltha Lawson! You'd never believe It If I told you, and to think she's ilone give ui> her last chance of marryln' for hltu." "Wlmt!" ejaculated Samanthy. "Yes; more fool she. And she ain't as young 1 us she used to be, Tabltha ain't. Wlmmln, they don't Ket no younger an time goes by. They get older, They ain't like men what time rejuvenates. No; time la cruel to wltn mln. It brings the wrinkles ami the crow's feet. It loosens their teeth and makes them deaf, lame and blind. Rut then, I reckon, after their beauty's gone It's the l«est thing for them to be blind \Vrc|>iiiK ill U WriltllnK. A Chinese marriage Is nil ceremony no talk, no levity and much crying. The solemnity <>f a funeral prevails. Afttr the exchange of presents the bride Is dressed with much care In a red gown, brocade or silk, If she can get It; her eyelashes are painted a deep black, and she wears a heavy red veil attach* d to a scarlet heaihlress, from which Imitation pearls are pendent over the forehead. A feast IH spread upon a table, to which the blushing firide Is li d bj live of her best female friends, 'i'liej are seated at the table, but no one ''iits The utmost silence prevails, when, llnally, the mother leads a ff in n cry, the maids folio# and tlx? bride echoes In the chorus. Then all the bridesmaids leave the table and the disconsolate mother takes a seat beside the chair of state where the bride sits. The bridegroom now enters, with four of his best men. The men pick up the throne on which the brldo sits, and, preceded by I lie bridegroom, form In procession and walk around the room or Into an adjoining parlor, signifying that he is carrying her away to his own home. The guests then throw rice at the happy couple, a cus tom we have borrowed from the , heathen. so's they won't worry about it. Least ways, Tabltha Lnwsou's had her last chance in life. She's thrown it to the four winds of heaven. She's give up for good and settled down to single blessedness; that is, if you can call it blessedness." "You were just savin'," reminded Samgntliy, "that you thanked your stars moriiin', noon and night that you * wa'n't mar"— "She's done settled down to single blessedness," decided Susan Quickly, "for the rest of her natcheral existence, and that's what she's done. It was this way: Everything was goln' on lovely till the day before Christmas. Tabitlia had been busy gettin' her tilings ready for the weddin', and mighty pretty things they was, too, all (a) £ * "TAI>nT SPENT THE BCMMER TTP A TREE." tucks and ruffles and llutin's and fur belows. Her weddin' gown had been made in New York. Think of that—in New York! And him a-comin' every afternoon nnd evenin', and them a-blll in' and a-cooin', same's most born idiots before they're married and don't know one another, nnd if it hadn't 'a' boen for that pestiferous Tommy they'd 'a' been married this very New Year, for this was the day they had set. I say if it hadn't 'a' been for that little scamp. Instead of settiu' over there by the lire all by herself, Tabltha would 'a' been married now and settled for the rest of her life, a joy'us woman, though I ain't sayln' but the chances were every bit and grain as good of her beln' a miserable one." "And how," questioned Samanthy Im patiently, "did he break it up?" "You see," explained Susan, "Tabitha Lawson alius had a horror of her sec ond husband's not beln' good to Tom my, of his not treatln* her Tommy right. If I've heard her say once, I've heard her say a dozen times: "Would I marry a man what would mistreat uiy angel? 1 reckon not! I'd live the bal ance of my life single llrst,' says she, 'and that settles It.' "Well, she's got her chance to live tin- balance of her life single. She's taken It. Christmas eve come around and with It presents from her 'ntended what would 'a' tilled up a couplo of rooms easy. You should 'a' seen them presents, Kamanthy. Everything a wo man could want he sent her—rings and pins and brick a-bracks and perfume They Never lin l»llte. The Ona Indian Is deserving of a higher place than he has hitherto oc cupied in men's esteem If but for one trait. He forms tho almost solitary exception among aboriginal tribes In refusing to touch alcohol In any form. This policy of total abstinence Is rigid ly adhered to in the face of cold, hun ger and Illness and even during the excitement of ceremonial rites. What ever his faults may be. Judged from tho white man's standard, the Ona of South America lias at least the saving virtue of manliness, ills Ideal Is one of bodily prowess, hardihood and en durance. —Scottish American. Tlielr Knle. The late I>r. Talmage onco called on his lawyer and found two of his pa rishioners there on legal business of a private nature. "Ah, doctor," called the lawyer In greeting, "good morning! Here are two or your flock. May 1 ask without im pertinence if you regard them as black sheep or white'/" "I don't Know as yet," replied Tal mage dryly, "whether they're black or White, but I'm certain that If tlicy re main hero long they'll be fleeced.'' !>>ttles and vinagarettas—that's what they call 'em, ain't It, them thing* you smell?—and sliver bucked brushes and combs. I couldn't begin to tell you the things that man sent to that wo man. he was that fond of her. I went over to see 'em. I found her settin' In the middle of 'em with a face about as long as my arm. " 'What's the matter, Tnbltha?" saya I, wonderin' how she could manage to look sad surrounded by so many pret ty things what was every single one of 'em Just his thought of her In some kind of shape or other. "Slio was quiet a spell. Then she ups and says: "'Yes,' says she, 'tfcey Is beautiful— there ain't no d<>a(rt about that—bnt, Susan, do you know,' says she, 'he ain't sent a blessed thing to Tomfay.' She tiHik in the presents with a wave of her hand. 'Out of all these here beautiful things.' says she. "he ain't so much as thought to send Tonnuy a whistle or a toy monkey he could pull by a string or a toy train or anything.' And her voice sort of died away in a sob. "Forgot Tommy, that little good for notliin' what treated my Tabby so! What If he had forgotten him? What difference did it make? t "Well, when she found her voice ag'in Tabitha commences quaverin'- liko: "He forgot him! My Tommy!' Then after another spell: '1 won't mar ry no man. Susan,' says she, 'what for "THAT LITTLE GOOD FOB NOTHNR"." • a gets to send my precious boy a Christ mas present! I've said It, and I won't! No; he miglit send me a world full of presents, but if he forgets my Tommy he won't get me!' "The fools ain't all dead yet, Baman thy. She was 's good 's her word. Just then there comes a knock at the door. 'lt's him,' says she and sets stone stock still. Yes, with his beau tiful presents all round her she sets there stone stock still, 's if she'd been made of marble. He knocks another time, and then he comes stealin' round to the winder, familiar 's they'd been, a-goin' to marry and all —he comes stealin' round to_ the winder, a-thinkin' maybe as bow she hadn't heard his knock on the door. "He peeps iu at her; he raps on the winder pane, and, Samanthy, I felt sorry enough for that man, standln' there, his face nil shlnln' with smiles— sorry enough for him to go and whis per, if it hadn't 'a' been too late, to go and buy the kid a toy pistol or a brass monkey or somethin', but I couldn't. It was too late. The harm had been done. There wa'n't no mendln' of it. She never turned her face to the win der, and pretty soon, his eyes sad and 'mazcdlike, he went away. " 'Tabitha,' says i then, gentle and circumspect, because it's a dangerous thing, Samanthy, for a woman friend to tell another woman she ain't young no longer, and Tabitha had been a good neighbor, alius ready and WIIUD' to lend whenever I wanted to borrow; but 1 had to speak up onct, if 1 died for it, 1 was that anxious to get Tom my Lnwsou a stepfather what would lick him a time or two and teach him how to treat his neighbors and their eats; uin't, to suy, 's young 'a you used to be, Tabitha,' says I, 'and this may be your last chance on top of earth of marryin'.' "You'd bo surprised to see how stub born a woman fan bo wheu It comoa to a question of lier only child. " 'lf 1 was seventy-five,' says she, 'and there wn'n't no other man in the world, I wouldn't marry no man what forgot to give my Tommy a Christmas present.' "Humph! And she was as good as her word. The next moridn' she didn't do within* but send back every last one of them presents with her compli ments, leavln' him to guess what was the matter till somebody up and told him, I reckon, and euds her last chunoe of marry In' In this hare world by the sendin' of 'em. "Not only that, but this New Year <lsy, when she should 'a' been a bride, there she sets over there in her room by the Are, a-smilln' with Tommy'* presents she'd sent out and bought him all around her, und him slUiglu' snowballs at her neighbors' windows, a-scarln' the life out of 'cm; Bmilln' sod tmillln' same's them there martyrs ysv read about in books what, wheu they was roasted good and done on on? Hide, begged to be turned on the otter/' She slapped down the churn handle • nd raised the lid for the second time. "As I said before, Samanthy," sll« roncluded, "the fools ain't all dM 1 |et, but the butter's come/' » ery JtHd. "Yes, It's very sad." "How Is that." "Why. he always held that to trnln wife properly you should catch her Ivhllo she's young. So he did." "Well?" "Well, It seems that she had tho same Idea about a husband, and now there's a crisscross of training Ideas that Is simply home wrecking."—Chi cago Post. Why llr Oli|rPt«4. "But. papa." pleaded the million aire's daughter In behalf of the poor young man she wished to marry, "sure ly It Is no disgrace to work for a liv ing?" "N no, my dear -no. What I object to Is being the one who Is worked for It"—l'lifladelphla Bulletin. IVriirl unl. Wigwag My wife threatens to go on the lecture platform. Hrnpeckke Mv wife doesn't need a platform Philadelphia It«*cord. We have often wondered which conns llrat the thought In the widow er's mind of marrying again, or the story on him.—Atchison CJlobe. ! oo f*»^U#iW SINCE first our wedded life began ' No happier day I've known. | Yc^r you BUCh 008 intAna Ajtj; TOtTCK' things ware ED WITHBKOW. I done • My memory fondly toils. And In the clttlng room out there Lc some one else's boy, And I suspect we may prepare Our wtodoWaHMt To let the Mew Joyoua dint Antf ,ov# RTX GIVE A TOAST. ed. I feel there's nothing we should Mk While all we have we've earned* We ahould rejoloe that every task JSHSSHTV F» iID IK THB BITTWO BOOM OUT *HMEM> SOUK O*H BMW 1 " dor. Brings something bo learned. 1 Df all good thlnga we have oUr part; , It makes a pretty eupi. i greet thla day wMhalt-my heart— ' Hushl Here the oniidrah dome. ( A Hew Year's PtqpoML They were watching tie old .year out. As he looked at the clock ud<l-sew, that it lacked two bourn of midnight he pressed the soft little hand be held! In his and sold: "Arabella, Just as the new year-come* In I am going to ask yon to be my, wife." "Oh. (Jeorge," she exclaimed us ha fell on bis knees before her two-hour* later and told her bow be loved her, "this is so sudden!" Ilia Lu( N»w CSiL "Going to make any cabs on Net ta Year's, Jack?" "Never ugaln. I made a call Utst-JSoat, Year's that 111 never toilet." "That BOT^ "Yes. 1 culled Peterson lu a poia«j gome after half uu hour's bettlnc and) he bad fonr aces." Pro f «*I«K I« uu I I'rldP. Newspaper men, from great editors down to rural correspondents, ere proud of their profession, although not all sit as secure as John Black, for many years the chief of tho London Chronicle. Black supported the Melbourne ad ministration In his paper, yet he never asked a favor of any of the ministers. On one occasion I.ord Melbourne said to him: "You are the only man In Englund who forgets that I am prime minister." "Llow so, my lord?" Inquired Black, supposing that lie had been luadver tently disrespectful. "Because," replied Melbourne, "you arc the only man 1 know who never asks a favor of me." "I have no favor to ask," said Black quietly. "1 have no favor to ask any one In the world! You are prime min ister of Kngland, but 1 am editor of the Morning Chronicle, and 1 M'ould not change places with the proudest man In England—not even, my lord, with you." Belief that there are as good lish In the seu us ever were caught Is poor cousolatlou to tbe man whose bait Is gone. No I
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