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
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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
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"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
■.
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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