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THANKSGIVING,
By Marie Allen Kimball.
NCLE JERRY WILSON opened
the gate and the milch cows
straggled out into the lane.
The old man went into the
barn, and taking down a saddle, tried
to lift it to the back of a pony. A
sudden rheumatic twinge struck
through his back and arms, and it
fell short, grazing the horse's rough
side and dropping to the straw-lit-
tered ground.
He tried again and again, but with
no better success.
“It’s no use,” he groaned; “the mis-
ery has got me again, and this is the
end.”
He leaned his head against the
horse’s warm shoulder and something
like a dry sob came.
The pony rubbed his nose against
the man’s down-hanging hand.
“You know, Dick, don't you? 1I
can't get on the saddle, boy. Old
Jerry’s working days are done.”
He dragged the saddle out of the
way, and followed the line of cows
ot down the lane.
“Well, I declare,” said Martha Sim-
mins, looking out of the kitchen win-
dow. “If there don’t go Uncle Jerry
limping down the road after them
cows, and a saddle horse in the barn
eating his head off; I wonder if he
wants to get sick again, and me with
all that company coming fur Thanks-
giving! I've no time to be heating
flannels ard fussing with him. It
seems as if the older men grow the
less sense they get.”
The cows were cropping the scanty
grass along the roadside and wonder-
ing in a slow bovine way why the gate
to the tule pasture was so long in
8pening.
Uncle Jerry leaned against the
ferce and watched them feeding. He
knew every cow in the herd; they had
all fed from his hand.
He loved the long stretch of tule,
the farms among the oak trees; he
could tell when every one was settled,
and the mark of each year’s back
water.
He knew where the ducks liked to
feed, and the geese came swooping
on the sprouting grain.
As he stood there he thought of the
Jong summer days when he watched
the sheep feeding far out on the tule,
of the mirage low in the sky, the scur-
rying of rabbits and the flight of
blackbirds. Then of winter nights,
when the green tule was a raging sea,
and the safety of the crops of the
year hung on the strength of the
levee and the vigilance of the
watchers. This had been his life, and
now he had come to the end of the
lane.
As he toiled painfully back a team
And Carried His Possessions ‘Out Into the
Ditech by the Roadside.
He hailed it.
drove out of a field.
“Why, ves, Uncle Jerry, in an hour
or so.”
“Going to have a load?”
“Nothing at all—going to fetch out
fence wire.”
“Then I'll speak for a ride.”
“All right; watch out for me.”
The old man turned into the house
yard. Martha was going down cellar
with a big tray of unworked butter
in her hands. Uncle Jerry went into
his room, a small place off of the
woodshed. He ‘looked around the
meagre space as he had looked at
the tule.
There were the walls covered with
pictures cut from papers. He and
Johnny had fixed them, one rainy day,
when the lad was ten years old.
There was his comfortable bed, his
table and chair, the one place he
and put his clothes into it; then he
painfully did up his feather bed and
made his blankets into a bundle. He
stole out and peered down the ceflar
way. Martha was still molding but-
ter.
He hurried back and stealthily car-
ried his possessions out into the ditch
by the roadside. The neighbor came
by and they started for town.
“You may let me out at the county
hospital.”
“Whew, Uncle Jerry! how’s that?”
“Rheumatiz, Henry; it’s come
again. I can’t bother Marthy, so I'm
coming up here and doctor a spell.”
The warden showed him into a
long, low room, full of beds. It
The old man was clinging to the
lad’'s hand, his face shining with joy.
“I say, Uncle Jerry,” the other
went on, “I've rented the Bruce place
and you are going to live with me.
It's first-rate quarters—big flreplace
to keep you warm and nothing to do
but company me, for I've got a China |
cook. The man that nursed me
through the smallpox sha’n’t stay in
such a hole as this,” and he looked
scornfully around.
“You're real kind, Johnny, and I'd
like to bide with you; but I shouldn’t
be no ’count to you, laddie, just set-
ting round, though I know I'd be wel-
come to my bite and sup. Eut, boy,
there’s something I can do here—
these poor fellows don’t have anybody
that knows how to lodk after them.
I can remewmber medicines and fix
them comfortable, and now and then
say a word that helps ’em to die
easier. It’s a great comfort to be of
some use, even if I am all crippled up.
The pain isn’t so bad, for it’s warm
here, and I get plenty to eat—plenty,
boy. Don’t you see, Johnny, boy, I'm
having a Thanksgiving all the time?”
“0, Uncle Jerry,” cried the young
man, “I want to do something for
you.”
“You can, Johnny, boy; you can do
lots for me here. I'd like some papers
to read and a bit of a duck or a
chicken now and then to fix up for a
poor appetite. Then I'd like just to
see you, when you come up to town,
and know about your work. O,
there's lots you can do; but, boy, 1
want to keep my Thanksgiving here,
doing some good in God's world.”
Christian Advocate.
A SONG OF THANKSGIVING.
I’m thankful that the years are long—
However long they be.
They still are Sots glad and strong
That ever work for me.
This rose I cut with careless shears
And wear and cast away—
The cosmos wrought a million years
To make it mine a day.
This lily by the pasture bars
Beneath the walnut tree,
Long ere the fire-mist formed in stars,
Was on its way to me.
The laws of property are lax—
THE FIRST THANKSGIVING DINNER.
(Reproduced From an Qld and Rare Print.)
THANKSGIVING ANTICIPATIONS.
Of course we’ll have a turkey,
A great, big, husky feller,
’N’ vegetabuls of every kind—
Pertaters, white and yeller;
Turnips, 'n’ squash, ’n’ onions, too—
Um! Um! °’N’ celery, ’
’N’ stuffin’, that the best of all,
Fixed up with savory;
*N’ pies! Well, I'm prepared to say
other kinds is fakes
Alongside o’ the punkin ones,
An’ mince, my mother makes!
Besides, they’s apple turnovers
To cap! the hull array,
An’ I can have two slabs of each,
’Cause it’s Thanksgiving Day!
But after eatin’ fruit ’n’ nuts
’N’ candy with the rest,
I bet I'll feel like letting ou*
The buttons on my vest!
’N’ walkin’ round the block is good
For appetites like mine;
Then afterwards I'll feel like “more”™—
Gee! ain’t Thanksgiving fine!
—Mazie V. Caruthers, in Lippincott’s.
NOVEMBER.
Don’t talk to me of solemn days
In autumn’s time of splendor,
Because the sun shows fewer rays,
And these grow slant and slender.
Why, it’s the climax of the year,
The highest time of living!
Till, naturally its bursting cheer
Just melts into Thanksgiving.
—Paul Lawrence Dunbar.
—From The New York Mail.
seemed to be the sitting room, too.
Half a dozen convalescents were
huddled round the stove, and from
a distant corner distressed breathing
told of a very sick man.
It was a poor place; there were no
nurses; old men loafing there through
the winter on pleas of illness helped
wait on the helpless patients; the
others did for one another. J
Uncle Jerry was very homesick.
He was seldom out of pain, and it
hurt him to see how little chance to
get well the poor fellows had. The
doctor's orders were often disre-
garded, or carelessly fulfilled.
One young boy was very sick with
the pneumonia in the bed next to him.
Uncle Jerry took to nursing him.
“The poor lad,” he thought; “he’s
too young to lose his chance of life.”
He began to do things for the
others, to keep account of the hours
for medicine, and pin it to each rough
headboard. He made gruel, heated
milk and fixed the fire. The doctor
began to depend on him. “I’m good
for something, after all,” the old man
would say, “and perhaps the Lord
sent the rheumatiz to just get me
here.”
The day before Thanksgiving there
was a sound of strong steps on the
porch, and the door flew breezily
open. A big six-footer stood there,
his presence seeming to fill the dingy
space.
“Here you are, Uncle Jerry,” he
called, “but you needn’t think Johnny
Simmons is going to let you stay in
an old place like this. I've just got
home, and I tell you I made things
hot on the ranch. Where’s your
traps? I'm going to take you home
for Thanksgiving.”
could call his own.
He drew out his old leather trunk |
My neighbor's farm is fine;
I'm thankful, though he pays the tax,
The best of it 1s mine.
No sheriff’s clutch can loose my grip
On fields I have not sown
Or shake my sense of ownership
In things I do not own.
I'm thankful for my neighbor’s wood,
His orchard, lake Fi lea;
For, while my eyes continue good,
I own all I can see.
I’m thankful for this mighty age,
These days beyond compare,
When hope is such a heritage
And life a large affair :
We thank the gods for {ow and high,
Right, wrong (as well we may),
For all the wrong of days gone by
Works goodness for to-day.
Here on Time's table-land we pause
To thank on bended knee,
To thank the gods for all that was,
And is, and is to be.
I'm thankful for this mighty age,
And winsome beauty of the Near,
The greatness of the Commonplace,
The glory of the Here. .
I’m thankful for man’s high emprise,
His stalwart sturdiness of soul,
The long look of his skyward eyes
That sights a far-off goal.
And so I feel to thank and bless
Both things unknown and understood—
And thank the stubborn thankfulness
That maketh all things good.
—Sam Walter Foss, in Success Magazine.
THANKSGIVING.
Thank the Lord, sing His praises,
Bow in adoration;
‘We are blest, we are favored,
As no other nation.
Ope the heart, raise the spirit,
oy with earnest feeling;
Show the wounds, tell the sorrows—
He will do the healing.
Thank Him now, thank Him ever,
While on earth abiding;
Be it much, be it little,
All is His providing.
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“So many gifts to thank Him for,” I said,
“His life and His arising from the dead.
The days of sun and calm accorded me,
And, best of all, the hope of life to be
So fair and smooth the way that I have
come, > ;
I fain would thank Him, but my lips are
Then all at once the outdoor stillness
roke,
A childish voice beneath my window
spoke;
I saw November snowflakes flash and shine
Upon a small, wan face upturned to mine.
I drew the little stranger in to rest,
And smoothed her tumbled hair upon my
breast;
“Dear gg,” I said, “God’s kingdom is of
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such.
And then I heard a whisper—* Inasmuch
As thou hast made this little child to be
Less sad and wayworn thou hast gladdened
e!
The evening shades grew long and deep
J ened, but
I held her fast and sung her eyelids shut.
Within my arms she nestled close and
warm,
And as I closer clasped her sleeping form
I knew the little child of God became
The Vianiul prayer my lips had tried to
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1 Bryan may deliver
EMINENT EDUCATOR DEAD
Prof. Hammers, Teacher and Lectur-
er, Succumbs to Effects of
Operation.
Punxsutawney.— Prof. A. M. Ham-
mers, a well known lecturer and in-
structor; and superintendent of the
Punxsutawney schools, died here fol-
lowing an operation. He was born
in Indiana and was the son of Prof.
George Hammers, at one time princi-
pal of the Indiana public schools.
When 14 years old the deceased was
a teacher in the Indiana schools. In
1890 he was elected superintendent
of Indiana county public schools,
serving three terms. He ‘later be-
came a member of the Indiana Normal
school faculty. Two years ago Prof.
Hammers was elected superintendent
of the Punrsutawney schools. In
connection with his school work he
was a lecturer for the Ridpath bureau
and during the last two years had
been in charge of lecture courses at
Atlantic City.
FIEND IS CONVICTED
Campbell, Who Attacked Little Flor-
ence Shira, Found Guilty.
Qil City.—Fred Campbell, aged 26,
twice married, was found guilty of
shooting with intent to kill and an-
other crime by a Venango county jury
at Franklin. Several weeks ago
attacked Florence Shira,
aged 14 years, in the woods near
Monarch Park. He shot her with a
revolver. She lost consciousness and
Campbell, Lelieving her dead, went
home.
The child recovered and found her
way to the home of the superinten-
dent of the Monarch Park. Camp
bell, whose home is about seven miles
from Qil City, was arrested the same
night.
BUY LARGE COAL TRACT
Edward Emery, One cof Purchasers of
West Virginia Land.
Connellsville——By a deal closed
November 17 J. W. McClaren, J. A.
DeMuth and W. D. McGinnis of Con-
nellsville; Robert Emery, Charleston,
W. Va., and Edward Emery of Pitts-
burg, became owners of 640 acres of
coal land ner Lumberport, W. Va,
which they will begin developing at
once. The coal is of the Pittsburg
seam and is midway between Fair
mont and Clarksburg. The price
paid was $34,500.
The purchase was made from F. R.
Robinson, R. Y. Fortney, Dr. L. C.
Oyster and Dr. A. H. Amos, all of
West Virginia.
FOOLS WITH GUNS
One Killed and Another Wounded
While Hunting.
Greensburg.—Allen Hauger, aged
50, of Donegal township, was acci-
dentally shot and killed by John Pyle
of Saltsburg while the two men were
hunting. Hauger was walking six
feet in front of Pyle when the lat-
ter’s shotgun was discharged.
Altoona.—Charles MacFarland, aged
33, an Altoona mail carrier, was ac-
cidentally shot while hunting wild
turkeys on Jacks mountains, 12 miles
east of Huntingdon. A companion
was loading his gun when it exploded,
the shot entering MacFarland’s leg.
He will recover.
Young Man Disappears Unaccountably
‘Warren.—Lovell S. Plank, 24 years
old, a bookkeeper at Glade Run, dis-
appeared leaving his wife and 18-
months-old boy. After going to his
office Monday, Plank left, saying he
was going tb see a doctor regarding
his wife’s health. Later he went to
Warren and had a check cashed. That
was the last seen of him. Later in
the day a note from Plank was re-
ceived by his wife, saying he hoped
they would never find his body. His
accounts are correct and no cause for
his disappearance is known.
Protest License Transfer.
Kittanning.— Wolff, Seisel & Co.,
of Pittsburg, and the Publishers’
Clearing House have filed remon-
strances in court here against\the pro-
persed transfer of the wholesale liquor
license held by Anton Pater in Ford
City to George Szafran, on the ground
that Pater is indebted to the re- |
moustrants. Wolff, Seisel & Co. |
claim a debt of $690, while the Pub- |
lichers’ Clearing House claims $58.
Philadelphia “City Party.”
Harrisburg.—The name of the “City
Party” was taken for next year
through pre-emption papers filed at
the court house by five citizens of
They specially take
the right to use the name “City Par-
ty’ at the elections in February.
George Wentworth Carr, Ray Edel-
man, Andrew R. Wright and Clayton
M. Hunsicker.
Westminster Wants Mr. Bryan.
New Castle.— William Jennings
the commence-
ment address at Westminster college
next June. The memhors of the
‘senior class of Westminster, when
asked by the faculty their preference,
decided upon Mr. Bryan.
School Burns.
Reynoldsville. — West Reynolds- |
ville’s public school building was to- |
tally destroyed by fire resulting from |
a defective flue, causing $5,000 loss |
with insurance of $2,000. Pupils
marched out quietly.
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Oil City.—Adelbert E. Rose, aged |
16, was accidentally killed by Harry
Cordner, a companion, while hunting
near Kinzua. Both beys shot at a
grouse at the same time, the dis-
charge from Cordner’s gun striking
Rose in the head.
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PENNSYLVANIA
Interesting Items from All Sections of
the Keystone State.
KENSINGTON BANK TO REOPEN
-laeg syisodag jo dn Buikl Sjiumues iy
ously Embarrasses Business.
New Kensington.—Depositors, in-
cluding several local corporations and
many business men, are awaiting the
report of Receiver George J. Ball of
Washington. of the First National
bank, which was closed a week ago.
Business is temporarily crippled by
the tying up of large sums. Lucien
Clawson, one of the directors, said
that all profits of the last year have
been turned into a fund to make good
deficiencies rising from ill-advised
loans, no dividends being declared.
Mr. Clawson said he and the other
directors stand ready to give further
financial aid.
Receiver Gall thinks there is little
doubt that the
sume.
institution will re-
OPPOSITION TO PENROSE
Washington County Movement to Pe=
tition the Legislature.
Washington. — A movement has
been started in the Twenty-fourth
district to prevent Boise Penrcse
from succeeding himself in the sen-
ate. In the three counties of the
district petitions are being circulated
which demand the defeat of Penrose.
They will be presented to the next
legislature. The signatures of none
but voters are solicited.
Attached to the first petition is a
second one asking for the legislature
to pass a measure putting the ques-
tion of electing United States Sena-
tors by direct vote up to the people.
Flipped Coin to Settle Suit.
Butler.—The suit of J. W. Emerick
against John W. Walker to recover
$600, which has been pending in the
local court for years, was settled by
the tossing of a coin. Both parties
agreed to the head or tail method as
as good a way to get justice as a jury
trial, after they had settled many of
the disputed points between them-
selves.
Advocates State Highway.
Philadelphia.—Governor Stuart will
recommend that the Legislature,
which convenes in January, appropri-
ate $6,000,000 for the construction of
a State highway from Philadelphia to
Pittsburg. This will be the leading
feature of the governor’s message to
the I.egislature, the preparation of
which he now has in hand.
Sharon Mill Resumes.
Sharon.—Five hundred men return-
ed to work at the wire and wire nail
department of the American Steel &
Wire Company, which resumed oper-
ations after several month’s idle-
ness. The company states steady
employment will be furnished all
winter. It is said part of the Carne-
gie steel mill wil] start inside of two
weeks. . '
Seven Below Zero.
Bellefonte.—Following the six-inch
snowfall of Saturday night the weath-
er grew cold Sunday night, and Mon-
day morning was the coldest ever
known in Center county at this time
of year. In this place the thermom-
eter registered two degrees ‘below
Zero. At Snow Shoe it was seven
degrees below. It moderated con-
| siderably today.
Student Commits Suicide.
Beaver Falls. — Despondent over
prolonged illness, John Crosier, 24
vears old, son of Rev. J. S. Crosier, a
retired minister of the Reformed
Presbyterian church, committed sui-
cide at his home, on Geneva hill, near
here. Young Crosier was formerly
a student at Geneva college, but was
forced to leave school on account of
illness.
Fine New U. B. Church.
Greensburg.—The cornerstone of
the new United Brethren church was
laid here with Rev. Dr. W. R. Funk
of Dayton, O., presiding. The pas-
tor, Rev. F. P. Rosselot, was assisted
in the service by many ministers of
other denominations. The new
church will cost $75,000.
Mir. Akens Campaign Expenses.
New Castle.—Attorney C. H. Akens,
Democratic candidate for CongPess in
the Twenty-fourth district against
John K. Tener, filed his statement
of election expenses. He spent
$458.17, of which $234 was for a
pamphlet edition of his acceptance
speech.
By the terms of the will of Mrs.
Sarah Greer of Medford, Mass., the
Reformed Presbyterian Theological
seminary at Allegheny, received $1,-
000. Various Presbyterian churches
and missions also are beneficiaries.
Altogna.—James B. Reed, aged 70,
a Constable and merchant of Franks-
town township, dropped dead while
hunting near his home. Mr. Reed
was a veteran of the Civil War and
Captain of the Sons of Veterans Camp
at Holiidaysburg.
Greensburg.—Samuel Rigley, aged
24, and unmarried , of Smithton,
walking on the Pennsylvania rail-
road tracks east of Seward, was kill-
ed by a passenger train. Rigley sev-
weeks ago went to Bedford
to seek employment, He
| was returning home afoot.
Kittanning.—Suits were filed by
: for $20,000 and by
Mrs. Annie E. Hanna, her mother, for
$10,000 against the Borough of Free-
port for injuries sustained by the
daughter during the Fourth of July
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