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LL unmindful of
their destiny two
little white fist
seeds were
dropped into a
market basket,
which waa on the
nrm of an old man
going to his home
in a .nnnln nnn
in Xew England.
When the old man, whose name was
Uncle Joe Jenkins, put down his basket
In the kitchen, his little granddaughter
Susie began to take all the vegetables
and pircels out of it, for she was a
helpfnl, tidy little girl, and always
willing to use her hands.
Ho Susie unpacked Uncle Joe'e
basket, and just as she was about to
set the basket upon a shelf, her brother
Harry came rnuning into the kitchen,
crying as tho Ugh his heart would break,
because he had fallen down and hurt
hit hand. Sussie kissed his little
du ty baud and gave him the empty
basket to play with, saying: "There,
darling, don't cry any more. Take
this basket and go o it in the garden
and ptay that yon were Uncle Joe going
to market. . You can find lots of things
to put in your basket in the garden."
So little Harry stopped crying and
ran off with the basket. The very
first thing he did was to tip it upside
down aud sit on it, for it was pretty
heavy for such a little fellow ho was
only four years old. Whilo he sits on
the basket, watching some little ants
makiug their home in the ground, I
mnst tell you what happened to those
little seeds. When Harry turned
over the basket, of course they fell
out, and there on the grouud they
atayed, half hiddon in the eoil, a
loug, long timo. The winds blew,
the storms oame, some days were cool
and some were very warm. The sun
Mid all it could to keep those little
eeJs warm; the rain did all it could
to give them water, and the dear
heavenly Father watched over all, aud
finally made them grow into two
beautiful large vegetables.
What do yon think they were?
Their color was dark orange and their
size was that of the largest water
melon you ever saw. They were so
heavy that it would have taken a very
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strong man to. lift them, and their
shape was round. Now, can you
guess what they were? If you can
not, I must go ou with my story and
tell yon.
Little Harry did not know anything
about the seeds, and he went ou play
ing every day in the garden and in the
house, and if he reads this story he
will be muoh surprised to know that
there was anything in the basket be
fore he tipped it upside down.
One day he ran to his nnele Joe,
who was working in the barn, and
said: "Oh, Uncle Joel do come and
tell me what these two yellow things
re that are out in our garden; they
are the oolor of oranges, only bo
dreflle big. Come, come quickly,
Uncle Joe. I never saw such lunny
big things growing in our gardon bo-
- fore."
So Unole Joe left his work, and
went with. vhe little boy to see the
wonders. When he looked at them
he said: "Why, Harry, have you
never seen anything like these be
fore ?"
, "No, Uncle Joe; I'm sure I never
did. What do you call thorn, and
what are they good for?"
"Well," replied Uncle Joe. "they
. are called 'pumpkins, and when I was
a little boy, we used to have whole
fields full of them, and at Thanksgiv
ing time my mother (your graudmother ;
you remember her, don't you?) used
to have a lot of them made into pies
and tarts. Oh, my I Harry, it just
makes my mouth water when 1 think
bout it."
"Well, Unole Joe," said Harry,
"why can't we have a Thanksgiving
like the one yon used to have? Won't
these two pumpkins make lots of pies?"
."Yes," replied Uaole Joe, "indeed
- they will, and we williook up the old
cook book and have a real old-fashioned
Thanksgiving."
That very evening, after the tea
things were alt eleared away, Unole
Jos called Susie and Harry and good
old Aunt Martha into the sitting room,
v, Harry's father and mother were dead,
nd Susie and Harry were living with
thir unele and aunt.
"Now, Martha," said Unole Joe,
"put away your knitting, for we want
. you to help us; these little ones lure
- pver seen a real, old-fashioned
-"'Thanksgiving, and I want to have a
good time for them here while you
nd I are spared to help them enjoy
it."
Aunt Martha looked up from her
knitting with bright smile and a
happy look in her blue eyes, as she
?ejlid "Yes, indeed, I will help you,
f r I was thinking to-day, Joe, of all
t i(:iui trolls yoi nfi X v io
A STUFFED KID'S NIGHTlVtARE.
WILLIE'S DIIEAM AFTER
have at Thanksgiving time when we
were little."
"Make out a list of names," said
Uncle Joe, "of all your relations, and
then eend them cotes of invitation to
come aud spent Thanksgiving Day
mm us;uo8e wuo come irom a great
distance must stay over night, and
they must all stay in the evening, to
that we may have games, musio and
contra dances after our feasting." So
the invitations were written and Bent
to all the relations, both old and youug.
The next day Uncle Joe called
Harry to go with him to bring in tho
two big pumpkins. But what a dis
appointment it was to find only ono
pumpkin; they looked all over tho
garden, in the llold adjoining, in the
barn and iu the carriage house and
cellar, but the lost pumpkin could
not be found.
"Well, Harry," said Uncle Joe, "we
roust make tho best of it. We can
have plouty of squash, apple and
minco pies, not omitting the Thanks
giving plum pudding."
Harry looked as though he wanted
to cry, so his unole took him by the,
hand, saying: "Let us take a look at
the three big turkeys, and give them
plenty of corn before they are killed
for our dinner, poor things!"
So they went to the bnrnyard and
fed all the turkeys aud chickens, and
then Harry went with his unole to the
vUluge store to buy nuts, raisins,
spices, lemons and many other good
things for Aunt Martha.
That night, whon Harry went to
bed, he was very tired and his braiu
was full of thoughts about Thanks
giving, but especially about the lost
pumpkin. Just before midnight he
hoard a little noise beside bis bed, and
atinfice said: "Little boy, little
boy, we have your lost pumpkin. Do
you want to know where it is?"
"Oh, yea, yes!" said Harry, sitting
up in bod.
"Very well," said the oharming lit
tle creature (sho was tiny fairy
named Ooldie-Oood). "We fairies
helped a good little girl named Cin
derella to take your pumpkin into her
house, and her fairy god-mother (our
queen) has turned it into a beautiful
coach for Cinderella to ride in to the
ball. This is the first night of the
ball, but, after to-morrow night, if
you look carefully under the green
pumpkin vine in your garden you will
find your pumpkin there ugain all
safe aud sound. We did not mean to
trouble you by taking your pumpkin;
we only wanted to help poor littlo
Cinderella, for you know what a hard
life she has always had, but eho will
be happy at last, and aren't you glad
that you have helped to make hor
happy by lending her your pumpkin?"
"Ob, yes, I am!" said Harry, "but
XiOokino fob th rcxPEnr.
I never knew before that Cinderella
lived in Amerloa. I thought she was
an English girl, and I did not know
that we bad prinoes in this country."
"Didn't yon?" said Goldie-Good.
"Well, we do have prinoes here now
adays, and this Cinderella; is an
Amerioan."
"Oh, yes, I suppose you know all
about it," replied Harry, "but I do
hope she won't forget to send baok my
pumpkin when she is done with it,
and then Harry lay down, put bis hand
unaer n ee, ana slest louudJy un
til mor
wi r -A'rw m i' winir
THE TOANKSGIYIHO DINNER.
The next day he did not tell any
one about the fairy or the pnmpkin,
but after another night he went ont
and looked very carefully among the
green leaves, and there, sure enough,
he found the pumpkin, hidden com
pletely in a nest of leaves and vines.
He gave a shout of joy, and ran into
tho house, exclaiming: "The pump
kin's found, the pumpkin's found!
Cinderella didn't keep it. Wasn't she
a good girl to Bond it baok again?"
"Why, what are you talkingabout?"
Bald Aunt Martha, and Susie said:
"Why, Harry, are you crazy? We
don't know anything about Cinderella;
we only know that you have lost your
pumpkin."
"Oh, no, I haven't, Susie," said
Harry, "it's right there now, all cov
ered over with vines nud leaves."
Aunt Martha and Susie went to tho
garden, aud there they found the
pumpkin, looking so handsome and
golden in the sunlight. "Well, well,
I never," said Aunt Martha, and Susie
clapped her hands. "Why didn't you
and your Uncle Joe uso your eyes? Of
course it has been here all the ime."
"Oh, no, it hasn't," replied Harry,
"for Cinderella borrowed it to go to
the ball in."
"What?" sold Aunt Martha. "Why,
Harry," exclaimed Susie, "you are
roUND AT LAST.
growing crazy; do come into the house
and tell us what you are talking
about."
So they went back, and there sat
Undo Joe readtug his newspaper.
Harry climbed up on his uncle's lap
aud told hin all about the pumpkin,
aud ended by saying that Aunt Martha
and Bnsie would not bolievehim when
he said that the fairy god-mother had
borrowed his pumpkiu.
"Don't they believe that?" said
Uncle Joo.
"No," said Horry; "do you?"
"Yes," enid his unole, "i believe it
just as muoh as I believe any dreams
that little boys have."
"Why, what do you mean?" said
Harry. "Did I dream it?"
"Certainly; and I can tell you how
you happened to have such a dream.
Don't you remember that your Aunt
Martha let yen eat a little pumpkin
tart that she had made for you, so
that you might know just how the
Thanksgiving pies were going to taste,
and, as you were not in the habit
of eating torts or pies, it made you
feel rather nneasy, and yon slept in
dreamland, instead of the quiet,
peaoef ul land of nod. You see, Harry,
the pumpkin was ont there in the
garden all the time, but yon and X did
not find it beoause it was so hidden by
tUe large leaves,"
Harry understood then that it was
all a dream about tha fairy and Cin
derella, but he did feel rather disap
pointed to know that it was not true
and real, for he had always wanted to
see a fairy.
The next day the big pumpkin was
brought into the honse and was made
into many little pies and tarts, whioh
were enjoyed very muoh by all the
unoloi, auuta and cousins when they
came tu dinner. livery little cousin
heard the story of Harry's dream, and
Aunt Martha gave them all tiny
pumpkin pie to carry home, and the
children called them "Cinderella
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R What a Church Mouse Did
X on One Thanksgiving Da7
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ytr Church Manse
IPrb WM te.ry JmooU
fSVitCvTS prised one
2vJ!2' Thursday morning
-VTSaljg&r ,0 ner ,Ue church
Hi iu
eee the people
come walking into
church as though
it was Sunday
morning.
However, he had
lived in the church
so Ions that he had crown ver trlim
lie made np his mind therefore to keep
very quiet aud nnu out if he could
whnt it all meant.
He felt especially thankful to Bee
the man who pumped the organ Sun
days take his place, as this man always
carried something to eat in his pooket.
The Mouse had often heard the man
who pumped the organ called "Fool
ish," but, as he always left so many
crumbs about, the Mouse was flrml
of the opinion that the man was as wise
as noiomon.
The Church Mnnsa had l;.tat,1 in
bo many sermons that he was well in
formed as to Solomon.
Everv one looked ver Imnnv nn II. !
particular morning, as indeed they
should have done, for, as the Mouse
soon learned, it was Thanksgiving Day.
Jnst before the sermon began, the
Church Mouse, who was sn thi n anil
poor, he could rnu ever so fast with
out getting out of breath, heard the
man who pnmped the organ talking
with the minister.
"Good morniner. Nnnh." M in
minister. ','1 see you have a new hymn
book." '
'Yes. sir." answered Nosh, "of
course I can pump any hymn in the
book without the notes and always
could, and so they nevor thought X
A THANKSCIVINQ RECIPE.
A littlo tnrfc.
A little tlerls,
A llltle jerk,
A little ilirW, .
Will make s little dinner.
nooded a book, I gupss, until the boys
thought of me and gave me this one;
I'll pump the organ more confident
like, now."
Then the Monse knew why Noah
was called "Foolish."
While the poople were singing our
grand old hymn, "My Country, 'tis of
Thee," the Churoh Mouse was eating
his breakfast. Poor little starved
Mouse! He had found a bit of cookie
a chubby baby dropped.
"Long may onr land be bright,"
sang the people, and the hnngry
Churoh Mouse nibbled away. When
the last verse was finished and the bit
of cookie almost gone, the minister
rose and said that he wished to make
a few remarks before the contribution
was taken. .
When the talk was ended and the
minister had urged the people to give
of their abundanoe, or as the Lord
had prospered them, that the hnngry
might be fed, the little Churoh Mouse,
with his stomaoh full of sookie, made
np his mind to use his influence; ac
cordingly he moved over to the pew of
the Stingy Man and watched.
The UBhers moved slowly up the
aisles as the solemn musio of the or
gan filled the churoh.
Down into his pocket went the hand
of the Stingy Man; he drew oat a
gold piece- -it was money he had col
lected that very morning by grinding
a poor man, and he wanted to loo it at
it again to be sure it was safe. The
Church Mouse moved a trine nearer.
Down into his pooket again went
the hand of the Htiugv Man, and this
time a coppor lay in his palm beside
the shiuiug coin.
Thought the mouse, "Gold is scarce
iu these days, and I know what it
means to be oold and hungry," and he
moved yet nearer.
At last the basket was passed to the
Stingy Man. He intended to put in
the copper. The Church Mouse knew
the time for aotion had come, and, at
the risk of his own life, he sprang np
the ooat sleeve of the Stingy Men bo
suddenly that down into the basket
went the shining ooin with the copper.
The Missionary Society gave
Thanksgiving supper iu the churoh
triors that night, and the Churoh
louse, who safely esoaped from tha
Stingy Man'e coat sleeve, had, all ha
could eat for once. Fraaces Mar
garet Fox.
VhaukiglYlns Dangf-llgna!Si
Turkey ln hiding, to friend) "Lie
low. friend Gobbler, lie low; there's
Wood in hi ere an ht's got aa tut
l 'CHILDREN'S COLUMN. !
A lti(-l for an AtHltea
Mv Ind whn situ lit brpiikfust,
With frnhml In n frown,
Boi'Hime the chop Is underdone,
And the fritter overhrown.
Just It-avn your dnlnty mlnolnR,
Anil tiiko, to mml your fare,
A slim of Kolilxn miuhlim
And a cup of morning air.
And when yon hnve nto and drunken
If yon wnnt a little fun,
Throw by your Jaeket of broadcloth
And take nn uphill run.
And what with one and the other,
You will b ftoMromt and imy,
Thnt work will be only a flNniiro
ThroiiKh all the rent of the day.
Anil when It Is time fur supper
lour bread and milk will bo
As sweet ns a comb of honoy.
Will you try my rooipe
A VlKlit With Itnla.
During a flood on tho marshes near
Sittinglionrne, Englnnd, a mnu was
overtaken by the rush of tidal waters,
and for safety he sniisht refutre in a
tree. He had not been lnnir there lie.
fore be was horrified to find a number
of rats swimming toward him. The
rats were ferocious and excited by
being driven from their hnnnts, anil
they lnndo for the tree with a view to
seeking the same shelter which the
man enjoyed.
Not caring to come to close quarters
with the rats, the mnn took off one of
his heavily nailed boots, and with it
he prepared to give battle. As fast
as the rats came to the tree they were
beaten back into the water, and so
the fight continued nntil the creatures
were either killed outright or com
pelled to seek a resting place else
where. The victor then nut on his linnt.nnd
wheu the waters had subsided he
dropped from his perch and made the
best of his way home.
Taming Hnininlnar-Rlrris.
My special pet is the humming-
bin!. Ami T n.n, n-n n r.t t 1 : ..
. ...... ..v.... " . j vi icninu
and fussing with thnt lovely little
ii nn ii re. i tame tueni every year,
mid my interest in them never flags.
Last spring my wife and I were
RtnilllilKT rill tliA liia'vn Bii.l a MnjM ...
n - " '...... ....it a fun, ji
male rnby-thronts the first arrivals
oame hovering mound onr heads,
Chasillff each other 111 Bnnminiy ..law
and then lighting side by side on a
star jensimine vine, within a foot or
two of onr faces, without the slightest
fear of us, which meant, of course,
thnt they knew their ground, and w hen
I brought out the little bottle thnt
they always food from, one of thorn
Tallin flireetlv tn it am it I.a ....
- j .u aw .... . . . i ; llUkl loll Mil
it all his life. Its delightful to be re-
inemuereu uy tue tiny creatures in this
way, aud nearly every season I have
proof of their memory. This season
at least two or threA nf mv ril.l n.i.
have viHited me, aud all seem to be as
mine as on t lie previous year, but the
earlv liinls tlmt tr. nn 41. t..iMnn....
move I cannot induce to stay. They
nenriy nil go inrtiier north to set np
llollReknniiincr. T naver AT.iaft n
j D. . w.tJ'VUV ' AGDJ
one for any length of time nntil the
Von uk birds urJDenr in the narlv navt.
of June.
Diirinor the mnntli nf Time l,i.
T linil fwn nf t li ma niiil- f o ... A I..,, ..
- - " - wm.ww J ' . U I U I IT , uuiuue
in particular never snw me anywhere
around the place but he would come
hovering around me, and I never
failed to take his little bottle from my
pocket and give him a sip or two. I
have discovered that it is best to give
them but little at a time, as they are
apt to over-feed themselves. I often
sit on the pi izza to read my paper,
and when I have a tnme bird I hold
the bottle with the bow attachment
so that he can sit and help himself
without interfering with my readiug;
aud this summer, as I was reuding, I
heard my pet as I supposed, fly up
and take his seat, and I ) aid no atten
tion to him for some time. I then
looked np to see what he was doing,
and to my surprise and delight there
sat an old full-pltiinivtd male bird
a friend of tha previous yenr. But he
never repented his visit. Florida cor
respondence, Forent m l Stream.
An Alliterative A I venture.
A literntive may so netimts bL car
ried to a ridiculous e cosh, and mnuv
poople with a liking for the curio is
hare written whole stories or poems
each wold of which began with the
same letter. One of onr friends
sends in an amusing illustration
of whnt can be done in the way
of ulliterntive story-telling. Fol
lowing in the story, which is called:
"c'a.n Shuns Suhool," x
Sultry Hopte nber seventh Hum
started seeking school. Hun shone
serenely; sky soft sapphire; "stream
sparkled. Sam strutted, sporting
Sunday suit, shoes, stockings. Soon
Sam. saw swallow skimming swiftly
skyward. Seemingly hwatlow said:
"Silly Sam; Btay, swim, Sam." Sain
sighed sadly. School suggested slate,
sums, study. Sam sauntered slowly,
slower; stopped suddenly; soon
sendded southward speedily, shunning
school. Some saucy squirrels seeing
Sam'scolded: "So, so, Sam's surely
skipped school! Sorry sight, sorry
sight! Shame! Shame!" Startled,
Sum stood still. Spyiug squirrels
shouted, slung sticks savagely. Spor
tive squirrels, scared, scampered.
Smiling scornfully, Sam sought
shining stream. Seeing several
aplendid swaus swimming, Sam slyly
stole soft, shady seat, staring s eadily.
Sedate swans stemmed stream, swayed,
stopped-surely superb! Suddenly Sain
sneezed, spoiling silence. "Shawl"
said Sam. Swans splashing.scattered
spray, swam speedily. Secondly, 8atu
skipped stoues, sung Sunday school
songs softly; soon sat still, soliloquiz
ing, safe, snug. Silence seemed
week Stream smiled, slipping,
sliding sleepily. Small sinner snored.
Soon Ham's sister Hue, scarcely seven,
strolling, saw Sam slumbering sweetly.
Surprised, she said, ".S-a-m.say.Ham!"
Supposing schoolmaster sent His
searching, H.im, still . supremely
sleepy, slapped Hue smartly. Shift
ing so h'nin slipped, slid softly, sprawl
ing, scrambling, snatching stones,
sticks. Hplnnhl Souse! Ham sunk,
struggling- stubbornly. Sister Hne
Bcreniiiing shrilly, songht suc
cor successfully. Sho summoned
Samuel Henior, seen sowing seed,
fain, striking shallow stream, started
shoreward spluttering. Hamnel
Senior, scowling severely, slinking
stiff switch, seized Sam's sleeve
strongly. Sister Sue stood snilHing
sheepishly. Hnm stood sullen, sulk
ing. Shoes.stockings, soaked. Sun
day suit spoiled, school shunned.
Such solemn situations seem snd.
Hurmise,severe suspense. Seconding
rtnntiiigo'sHpiinisli soldiors Sam swiftly
surrendered. Chicago Itecord.
'an's Hniivenlr.
N'nn was going to hnvn a birthday
party out at grandma's house. Ten
little girls were coming to spend the
afternoon and stay to supper. ,
There was only one thing thnt
troubled Xan; and she went out into
the kitchen, where grandma wns frost-
ing enkes the ftftornonu before the
party, to talk about it. The rakes
looked so good that Nan never could
have stood it if grandma had not
baked her tasters, in pntty-pnns, of
every single kind of cake.
"Everything is too good for any
tiring!" said Xan, leaning her elbows
on the table. "Except I wish I did
have silverneara for the party."
"Goodness me!" said grandma.
"What's that?"
"Things for them to take away to
'member my party with for always,"
answered Xan. "Silverneara is the
best part of a party, I think, grand-,
ma. "
"Oh, yes, souvenirs yes, I see.
Well, we must see about them, then.
Didu't yon tell me there wero twelve
kittens down at the barn."
"Yessnm," said Xan. "And, O
grnndmn, you said they'd have to go,
some of them anyway, cause the farm
wns getting overrun with cats. But,
grandma, yon wouldn't any so if yon
could see them once; they are the
sweetest, ennuingest, denrest"
"Yes," said grandma, calmly ; "they
always are. But why not give them
to the party for souvenirs?"
"O grandma, yon are the dearest!
Yon always think of the perfectest
things! Of conrso, there'll be one
apiece, and two for me; and yon don't
mind the two for me, do you, grand
ma. "
And of course grnndmn said she
didn't mind.
So the next day, when the ten little
guests went away, after having the
most charming timo, they each took
with them a kitten, in a box with slats
fixed so that it could breathe. And,
after they were all gone, Xan went
down to the barn. Wheu she came
back, she looked very sober. '
"I wouldn't have thought," she re
marked, 'lhat I could hnve felt so
lonely without those ten kittens. I
hope I'm not getting selfish."
And grandma smiled.
The next day grandma was upstairs
when she heard Xan calling. And
then, running np the stairs, accom
puhied by a chorus of mewing, she
bnrst into the room, her cheeks very
red and her eyes very bright, with
ten boxes iled np in her arms.
"O grandma," she cried, "the party
all came back, and brought their
silverneara. They said their mammas
said they were just as much obliged,
but they had so many kittens now
they do not really need any more; and
say, O grandma, don't you think we
can keep them now?"
And of conrso grandma, when she
got through laughing, said "i'es." .
Churchman.
tliirky'a Punishments anil Rewards.
As Jackv is not subjected to arbit
rary penulties ou the one baud, so he
is not arbitrarily rewarded or pro
moted ou the other. He is the archi
tect it liU own fortunes, nud so loug
as g oil health stands by him he can
I) j just what he makes himself. When
ho joins his ship he takes his record
with him, and upon that, and with tho
liouetU of every doubt resolved iu his
favor, he is assigned to one of the
four couduct classes into which the
whole crew is divided. If he outers a
lower class, good conduct will pro
mote him to a higher one; if he mis
behaves he goes down. The captain
is the judge. Every month the stand
ing of the men in their classes is re
vised and published. ' The higher the
class the greater the privileges. A
first-class conduct mau can draw a
larger percentage of his pay and have
more shore liberty than a member of
any other class. "He shall be al
lowed," say the"Begulations,""every
indulgence compatible with the de
mands of duty aud with the exigencies
of the service." But to gain this he
must have the qualifications of "strict
attention to duty, implicit and ready -obedience,
sobriety, alacrity, coura
geous oonluct, neatness of person and
of dress, quick and respectful demean
or aud general usefulness." New
York Independent,
ovl I for Motor Cars. ,
Not loug ago a Frenchman died, and
a clause iu bis will set foitu hia de
sire to be conveyed to his lust resting
place in a motor-car arranged as a
hearse. Xeur Marseilles there has
just taken pluoea christening of a new
order. The christening party consist
ed of nine persons and they were oou
veyed to church by a motor-brake. A
Freuch paper thinks it will be a source
of satisfaotian to the pareuts of tha
cbildjit was a boy) to say that he be
gan very early to patronize the uew
locomotion, . . .
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