Freeland tribune., November 26, 1891, Image 2

GIVE THANKS.
Give thanks for sun
And dew and rain;
For flower and fruit
And garnered grain;
For lowly herb.
For queenly rose,
For falling leaf
And drifting snows.
For answered prayers.
For hopes fulfilled;
Heart-conflicts won
And passions stilled;
For friends and kindred,
Home and health;
Our country's pride,
And skill and wealth.
But last and best,
From hill and dale,
From ice-bound luke
To orange vole,
Ere our triumphant
Song shall cease,
Thauk Cfod—thank God
For blessed peace!
—[Claudia Tharin.
TURNING THE TABLES.,
A THANKSGIVING SURPRISE.
14 Another blue Thanksgiving coining
on," Frank Russell said aloud. "A man
isn't half a man living in this way. Life
is a big humbug. 80 far as I can make
out, it consists chifly of penances for ig
norant mistakes."
He was rummaging for a pair of whole I
stockings while 110 uttered his grim
philosophy and was provoked not to find
any, small blame to him. Trifles try
men's souls.
44 Something will have to bo done," he
thought as he bent a pin to do duty for a
collur-button. 14 All my clothes have
struck for repairs. It destroys a man's
self-respect to go around dressed in this
make-shift fashion."
Ho was trying to whistle off his dreari- j
ness when Mrs. Kitchell rapped at the
door. He had occupied her rooms six I
months.
44 Slept sound as a mole on the new I.
spring mattress," Frank volunteered,
turning from the dressing-cnse as she
came in. 44 Lucky for me it's easy," ho
added. 44 1 expect to stay all day in bed
pretty soon."
''Rheumatism?"
44 We11, no; I've Miss McFliinsey's
complaint —nothing to wear."
44 Air. Russell!"
44 Fact. Haven't a dud that is in
order."
44 1 might take a stitch or sew on a but
ton," suid Mrs. Kitchell doubtfully.
''Thanks. But there are scores of j
buttons and any number of stitches
needed. Don't you know of somo wo
man who would make a business of put- '
ting my clothes in order, one who was re- 1
liable, and would come here and do it?" 1
"There are menders who make a busi
ness of it, if we could find them," said (
Mrs. Kitchell. <
"Why not advertise?"
44 We might try."
He sat down to his desk and wrote:
WANTED —A nice mender to put gen
tleman's wardrobe in order. Call at
No. 436 street.
"How is this?" he asked, reuding. j
"It sounds well."
"All right. I'll drop into the office |
of the Blusterer and have it inserted at *
once."
On the evening of the next day Frank j
came homo, wont straight to his room and
lighted the gas. It was the dullest of
November ovenings and the glow socmed !
cheery. There had been some sort of
change in the atmosphere of the place '
since morning. Wasn't there a faint j
odor of violets in the air? He thought
suddenly of his ad. Had Mrs. Kitchell t
engaged a woman? Did menders as a :
rule leave a truil of delicate perfume be
hiud them? Jj
He proceeded to investigate. First ho *
opened a clothes press. His dressing
gown confronted him with a knowing
look, lie examined and found it had
undergone thorough repair. He envel
oped himself in its crimson and old gold 1
gorgeousness with n sigh of satisfaction, j
He opened his fine linen drawer. Frayed
buttonholes, necks and wristbands had •
been looked after and buttons summoned 1
back to duty. The hopeless looking col-
lection in the stocking drawer had been t
begun upon. There was the needle and
mending yarn, showing that "there was
more to follow" of the work so well be- '
gun.
"It is a fiuo thing to have a woman ■
around, provided you don't—" Hero
Frank broke ott abruptly and snt think- !
ing some painful, uneusy thoughts.
Airs. Kitchell rapped and camo in nt t
his bidding, beaming at him across the j
rejuvenated dressing-gown.
"She's been here, I see," Frank said, j X <
"and she's proved a jewel so far."
44 She's a real lady. I picked her out
of a dozen who came. You wouldn't gi\ e
some of them house room. I know she j
was sure not to poke around in things." '
44 \our choice does you credit, Mrs. 1
Kitchell. She's made a good beginning. 1
Take this," handing her a banknote, "to '
make yourself good and pay her for her ,
work."
"I'm very glad you are satisfied," '
said Mrs. Kitchell, cheerfully, as she !
glanced at the denomination of the I
note. She had often said that there was I
nothing "skimpin' " about Mr. Russell.
Mrs. Kitchell was a non-committal I
woman. Frank wanted to ask after the I
looks of the mender, but forbore. "Somo
one who has seen bettor days likely," he
thought.
He fell into another reverie before the
upon tiro after Mrs. Kitchell had left
him. A curious sense of companionship
was invading him not unplcusuutly. His I
portrait hung above the mantel-piece. I
Its eyes seemed to moot their duplicates '
knowingly, ns if their owner could a tale
unfold if he so desired. Eyes they wero
with a sort of steady insistance and a
glcuin of mirthfulncss beneath their un
satisfied expression. Things had gone
wrong with their owner, awfully wrong,
he told himself. lie was in no doubt us
to whore the blame should be credited. ;
He had been an uumitigated idiot, as he I
was apt to roinind himself.
As ho raised his arm that faintest odor
of violet or something else seemed to j
creep out of his dressing gown, llu next 1
saw u long, brown, burnished hair trail
ing over the skirt of it. lie tried to I
brush it into the fire. It clung to his
fingers, but finally disengaged itsolf of
its own will and gyrated up the chimney,
lie bogun to wonder if this mender was
nice looking. Ho bad thought of her
vaguely as homely and clever with her j
needle, but somehow burnished hair and
the odor of violets seemed to demand
•omo other kind of character.
He came home the next night feeling
ho hud a new interest in life. Again the
faint odor of violets camo to his nostrils
ns he opened tho door. The fire was
struggling intc a bright glow in the
grato.
Frank lighted the gas and looked
around. Was she lurking in some cor
ner? No, she had folded up her work
and 4 'silently stole away." Yet he
seemed to be established on a friendly
footing with her.
"Tho mender finished to-day and I've
fust paid her," Mrs. Kitchell told him the
next.
"Done so soon?" he said with a note of
disappointment.
"She said she was pressed with other
work outside the mending line. She was
above it, I'm sure, yet she does it cheery
like, as if she meant to make the best of
it. A quiet young lady she is—one you
couldn't ask questions."
Frank put 011 a puir of mended stock
ings the next morning. He found an
obstruction in the toe of one, which
proved to be a bit of paper with these
words written upon it:
Slip on your stockings
With a delicate quirk,
If vou would not injure
This fine lattice work.
Evidently tho mender had u vein of
humor, which Mrs. Kitchell had over
looked. 44 A rhyme, too," he muttered.
"What next, I wonder?"
111 the pocket of a vest that had been
newly bound and pressed he found
another missive.
Gently linger when the button
Lie* between your thumb and finger.
He not hurried.
Cross or flurried,
Take your time to dress for dinner.
"By Jove!" he thought, "she's found
out that I'm an impatient follow, tuught
by her woman's wits and iny surround
ings, I suppose." Ho glanced uneasily
at u blue polka dot necktie reposing in
I a corner, where he had flung it the morn
ing before.
Somehow the rhymes jingled in his cars
all the evening. He heard others in his
sleep, which, as near as ho could remem
ber next morning had run something in
this wise:
Prepare, prepare, for a glad Thanksgiving,
For peace and joy and a brand new wedding.
From which it may bo inferred that Frank
I had been one of the contracting parties
I in a wedding in the past, if the dreum
; rhymes were to bo trusted.
About a week before Thanksgiving he
I took up a paper and the following head
lines of a story stured at him:
A SINGULAR EPISODE.
A MENDER OF STOCKINGS MENDS HER FOR
TUNES—THE NEAREST CROSS-ROAD TO A
MAN'S GOOD GRACES.
Frank glanced over the story, then be
gan at the beginning. Ho found it a
vivid pon-und-ink picture of himself and
1 his surroundings. There could bo no
mistake. The description of his rooms
were minute, from tho couchant lions on
the andirons to the clock on the mantel
piece, with Boadicea driving in her char
iot, one of tho wheels of which was the
dial plate. Even tho pattern of tho car
pet and the inoffensive necktie ho had
maltreated were mentioned.
The hero of tho story was named
Oliver Langley. Ho was a peculiar
character, liis personal description tal
lied with Frank's exactly. Tho fine
lights and shades of character, the things
bad and good which ho knew about him
self, but supposed them unknown to any
one else, were described on paper with a
minuteness that was startling.
Tho hero of the story was a good
looking bachelor, who had been angled
for and fluttered by women until, us a
natural consequence, ho rated them as
about the easiest procurable luxuries 011
tho footstool, and made up his mind that
marriage in his case would be rendered a
failure by its cloying sweetness.
But something unexpected happened.
A professional repairer of clothing came
to his rooms during his absence to put
liis wardrobe in order. She was a young
woman, with pluin face, too thin by far
for good looks, nose long and unolossicul 1
and pale, gray eyes. But her mouth, :
that was expressive and seemed made to
invito the kisses out of which tho upper '
part of her face was likely to cheat her. 1
Then her voice was full of sweet vibra
tions and her figure was good, though no '
one ever noticed it, because her dresses \
were ill-fitting. She had no accomplish- '
incuts, unless her genius for mending
might be uncounted one. She was de- 1
lighted to get hold of garments suffering 1
for tho " stitch in time," and she was '
elected to put Oliver Langley's wardrobe 1
in a high state of repair.
One day this fastidious gentleman,
who would have turned up his nose at the !
Queen of Shebu, said his lady friends,
came homo unexpectedly in the middle 1 1
of the afternoon to find tho mender
seated on a low stool with one of his 1
stockings stretched over her hand, darn- '
ing leisurely and smiling as she darned, I
as if pleasant thoughts kept her coin- j
pany.
He stood a few minutes unobserved by
her, wondering how she could look so i
happy over such commonplace work, for i
the siniio lighted her face wonderfully.
, When she did look up she neither started
nor blushed, bat met bis eyes with a level '
, glance us if he wero the most ordinary of
men instead of an appalling honrt-
I breaker. When she spoke her voice |
I charmed him; he. the fustidious, grew j
! interested in her, found she was alone in
the world, liked her better 011 that ac- j
1 count and finally married her quietly find
took her übroad. Her possibilities un- I
J toldod. \\ ell-fitting garments defined
; her exquisite form. Her face seemed to
j undergo a transformation. She became !
; a woman who, if not strictly beautiful, !
was striking and fuscinatiug.
I All would have been well had she boon
1 less demonstrative. Her first reserve
I wore off. She had no eyes nor ears for
the admiration of others. She centered |
| her whole life upon hiin. Being a gen
-1 tlemun ho concealed his bored feelings
from her, and her own affection might
have blinded her permanently had she
not overheard him express his dissatis- 1
faction in confidence to a male friend.
His words fairly paralyzed her for u mo- ,
ment.
"1 am cloyed, disgusted with so much I
sweetness. I want a wife who will starve
ine into hot pursuit of her. Eloise is too
devoted. She fairly stitles me."
That and more she heard made up her
mind on the instant. She left the; house j
I secretly within an hour, and when he ;
; sought her he found instead a brief note I
j quoting tho words she had overheard while
it tried to conceal the stiuging wound to
: her pride.
, I lie story ran that for a long time he I
| could find no clue to her whereabouts, i
At length a "bright particular star" rose '
upon the literary world. Ho sought un
introduction and found that the brilliant j
writer was his wife, who had fought her 1
way to success against terrible odds, j
But she was cold and unapproachable 1
; and lie sued for pardon only to be re- 1
pulsed. \Y hether she ever unbent the
reader was left to guess as in the case of ,
I tho • 4 Lady and the Tiger."
■ Frank was taken aback by tho peculiar
mingling of fact and fancy in the story.
The writer had her linger upon u chapter
iof his life. Only one woman could have
written it. lie must find her, and thut
! without delay. For two years she had
d baffled him. now the tables would b#
•- turned.
k He wont to the office of the paper and
e asked the real name and address of
y 44 Dolly Pen woman." The editor wus
sorry, but the lady's name and address
e wero held in strict confidence,
e 44 1 have u particular reason for wishing
to see her," said Frank impatiently,
f "Some other gentlemen also asked her
address for particular reasons," said the
r editor.
s Finding lie could get no satisfaction,
v Frank returned in not tho best of humor,
f Nexf he went to Mrs. Kitchell and got a
li full description of tho ineuder. He was
more excited than ever after that. He
. dashed off a "Personal" and had it iu
-1 sorted in the paper. He scanned the
1 face of every woman he met on the street
i and hung around the office of the paper
in hopes to see her go in or out.
The day before Thanksgiving he went ;
up again to the sanctum of tho editor,
intending to coax, bribe or force him
into telling tho uddress of Dolly Pen
woman. As he stood a moment in the
■ lower office a lady walked out. Ho had
a full view of her, himself in shudow. It
was his wife, who hud gone out of his life
1 silently two years ago. She wore a long
stylish street garment and walked past
him without turning her heud, her face
Hushed and smiling.
lie tried to speuk her name, but some
unupprouchuble atmosphere surrounded
her. But he kept her in sight after she
hud gained the street.
She rode uptown on a Broadway car,
Frank stundiug 011 the driver's platform.
She got out near Twenty-third street and
went into a florist's. He followed and
stood at the counter, fingering a heap of
carnations idly, while she ordered a bas
ket of roses sent to No. 144 street.
As they turned to go their eyes met.
Her glunce swept him from head to foot,
muking him feel her scornful recognition
of him keenly, although she passed him
as a stranger and walked out.
11c rallied us he walked along the
street. Surely she wus not utterly es
tranged. Ho hastened to overtake her,
then fell back. 110 would wait till even
ing and call at No. 144 street.
Ho did so, but she was not to be found
there, liis inquiries elicited thnt the
lady he sought for was Miss Middloton,
who had ordered the flowers for a sick
friend. 44 lam looking for Mrs. Russell,"
was on his tongue, but he chocked him
self. Was she likely to bo carrying his
name around? Miss Middleton's address?
Yes. It was No. 20 street.
Not without misgivings, ho culled at
No. 20 streot, and was shown into a
reception room. Was 110 to be again
baffled? Miss Middleton wus in. Ho
would not risk his own, so ho sent her u
fictitious name. If lie could once soe
her alone and talk mutters over, ho
thought.
The rustlo of skirts sounded on the
stairs. Ho turned from the window and
took a step towards her as she entered.
Her look of surprise died away, leaving
her faco pale when she saw who it wus.
But she met his eyes steadily, with 110 re
sponse to his appeul. They stood thus
a full ininuto without speaking. Frank
felt desperate.
"Louise," he burst out, 44 1 was an
egotistic idiot. You cannot despise 1110
more than I despise myself."
Still sho did not speak.
44 When I found you had left me I saw
my folly. I missed you unspeukahly. I
searched for you everywhere. I had a
clue to you lust Thanksgiving, I thought,
but lost it. I was ready to despair when
the story in tho Mercury sot mo on the
right truck."
She spoke then.
4 4 You have really been starved by your
wife into hot pursuit of her."
He colored and bit his lip.
44 1 have paid dearly for that miserable
speech," he said. 44 1 have been hungry
enough since for tho love I failed to ap
preciate. Louise, bo inugnuniinous.
Forgive 1110. Come homo to my heart.
Your presence in my rooms lately left a
benediction behind, though 1 was una
wuro of your identity. 1 felt —"
44 Do not think I went thoro intention
ally," she interrupted quickly. "When
I saw your portrait on the wall I knew
into whose rooms I had blundered. I
was in no danger of seeing you. I
needed tho money for my work, so I re-
I mained. Then my first successful story
' came to me. I have been struggling all
| these months for recognition, working
with bunds as well us brain meanwhile,
for I could not starve. I wrote it in a
day and a night, as readily us if it had
been dictated to me. It seems to have
taken wonderfully."
| Frank listened, sorely humbled in his
I own eyes. Was this proud, self-reliant,
I noble woman the 0110 whoso love ho had
j esteemed so lightly? Had his contempti
ble speech driven her to encounter want
I and privation rather tlmn accept a home
! at the huuds of one who undervalued her
affection? Sho had put his exact words
as she overheard theui into the month of
! tho hero of tho story. He felt despica
ble.
I " It is no wonder you hate me," bo
said moodily,
j 44 It is not hatred, but indifference,"
sho returned quietly.
j " May I try to conquer it?" he asked,
| brightening up.
44 1 have strong doubts of your suc
| cess," sho rejoined.
I "But I may try." he said, feeling that
1110 was not likely to bo "cloyed by her
j sweetness" in a hurry,
j "If it affords you any satisfaction," sho
said, listlessly.
The tables wero turned with u ven
geance.
They wont out to supper together.
Louise was coldly gracious, Frank alert
1 and deferential to her slightest wish.
: His old ennui had vanished. 11c bad a
! purpose to live for.
Thev went out into the crisp November
air. People wore hurrying home with
late marketing for Thanksgiving. Hap
py family groups showed between purted
j window draperies.
44 Y\ oh' t you come again to the rooms
j where you got the inspiration for you
j story?" Frank pleaded.
She assented. Tho rooms looked home
like and inviting when they entered.
The firo glowed brightly. The dial in
the chariot wheel pointed to eight.
Tliey sat down before the fire, each
j busy with their own thoughts. Louise
thought of tho days she sut stitching
there with resentment still hot in her
heart. Frunk was content to sit and look
■ at her.
J "After all," Louise said, with a sigh,
"my first literary success came in con
nection with you. I had always dreamed
of being a writer. Did you know it?"
j | "No. I didn't know anything. I was
a fool."
! "Wo will begin anow again," she said
j softly.
And Frank heard the song in under
| tone:
Prepare, prepare for a glad Thanksgiving.
For peuee and love and a bran n*w wedding.
r Foley—Have you nice neighbors ?
i Patterson—Elegant. Why, they spend
t the fall and winter in Florida and the
1 j spring and summer in Newport.—[Epoch.
"FIVE GRAINS OF CORN."
A New Fittrlaml Thanksgiving Cus
tom.
Anniversary customs have no real rea
son for being if they do not bring to mind
some event of importance of interest in
the history of the people. Gog and
Magog, the fabulous giants who de
fended England against the Romans,
still figure on the Lord Mayor's duy in
London; the Cherry Feast of barbarous
times is still observed 011 the hunks of
the Saalein Germany; and when parties
of women in Boston drink "Revolutionary
Tea" together, they recall the summary
protest of their uucestors uguiust British
tyrauny.
A very pretty custom has to some ex
tent grown up, which is well worthy to
become universal. It recalls the suffer
ings und sacrifices of the Pilgrim Fathers,
uud associates itself with our most festal
holiday. It is the custom of placing 011
the plate of each guest five grains of
corn, at the beginning of the Thanksgiv
ing dinner.
In the winter of 1623, when Bradford
was governor, aud the Pilgrims shared
their crops in common, the people of Ply
mouth Colony were threatened with
famine, and were reduced to such straits
that for a time each person was allowed
a cereal ration of five grains of corn u
day.
Put to this test, the faith of the Fore
fathers iu their great enterprise did not
falter or fail. The elders counselled
resignation, and 110 0110 of the leaders
proposed an abandonment of their pur
pose or a return to Engiund or other
change to more promising shores. Every
one in the colony was willing to undergo
every possible privation for the sake of
the principle which it represented. In
the prosperous years that followed, this
event was recalled at the Thanksgiving
festival by a provincial dish called succo
tash, which consisted of a palatable mix
ture of beans and corn. After the lapse
of some two hundred years, Mrs. lle
mans's "Hymn of the Pilgrim Fathers"
began to be used at Thanksgiving festi
vals. The dish called pandowdy—a kind
of apple pudding of colonial reputation
—was similarly employed for like histor
ical reusons at tho dessert.
Recently, the placing of five grains of
corn on the Thanksgiving plate before
the meal has been made to recall the
hardships and heroism of the founders
of New England and the American com
monwealth.
These things are all appropriate to
Thanksgiving, the succotash, the pan
dowdy, the song, "The breaking waves
dashed high," and the fivo grains of corn.
The Hebrews built the green booths of
the Feast of the Tabernacles for a thou
sand years.—[Youth's Compunion.
Thanksgiving Bay.
During the Revolution Thanksgiving
Day was held by most of the States every
year, but after a general thanksgiving
for peace in 1781 five years elapsed until
President Washington proclaimed a day
of thanksgiving for the adoption of the
Constitution. At odd times during the
following years general thanksgivings
were ordered, but it wus chiefly
confined, to the States of New
England. The Episcopul Prayer
book of 1789 recommended a Thanksgiv
ing Day, and the churches usually held
such services übout the Ist of November
in States. The Governor of New York
ordered the firot Thankigiving for the
State in 1817, and in 18G4 President
Lincoln by proclamation appointed un
annual Thanksgiving Day. The last
Thursday in November is generally un
pointed, and ufterthe President has made
tho proclamation, the Governors of the
various States follow in his stops, and it
has come to be one of the general holi
days of tho country.
In the New England States it is gen
erally tho day for family gatherings.
Turkey and cranberries and pumpkin-pie
are the viands always eaten by every
body, and foreigners ure surprised at the
wide-spread custom which is generally
observed. Every one has somcthiug to
be thankful for, und in all institutions
and large cities turkeys are distributed,
HO that the celebration may be one grund
hymn of Thanksgiving.
How to Choose a Turkey.
Mrs. S. T. Rorer, in Ladies' Homo
Journal, says: "On Thuuksgiving Day
every American family makes an effort
to (line on turkey. The turkey, being a
gift for which ull Americans should he
thankful, seems especially appropriate
as a Thanksgiving offering. If you are
a town-dweller you must secure your bird
from a poulterer; and lot me whisper to
you not to rely too implicitly on his judg
ment. Tastes differ, and upon this oc
casion you wish to suit your own. Some
persons prefer a gobbler to a hen-turkey,
but I will advise you a lien. The meat
is whiter, sweeter and more tender. The
hill and toes should be soft, and the flesh
have a bluoish-white cast, twelve pounds
being an exceedingly good weight. The
fortuuato country-dweller has his own
turkeys, or should have at least, and can
mould them at will. The feed can be so
managed that the meat will he white,
tender and of a delicate flavor, or the
flavor may bo greatly heightened by a
change of diet. Chopped turnips, cab
bage and parsley, varied with corn meal,
boiled rice and chopped calery tops, im
part a peculiar gamey flavor, which to
many persons is very desirable. This
food may be given three or four days be
fore killing."
Frozen Forty-seven Years
11l 1844, forty-seven years ago, a na
tive of Pussy, Cliamounin, Switzerland,
disappeared, llis body lias recently been
discovered in the crovice of a glacier
near Mount Uluno. He left bis home 011
a pilgrimage to the Great St. Hernard,
and had novcr been sinco heard of until
a pedestrian, exploring the glacier, came
upon the body, which was in a perfect
state of preservation, and papers found
011 his person fully identified him. The
body was strapped and carried on the
back of a guide over the mountains to
Pussy, where it wus buried after lying in
state for twenty-four hours.—[Atlanta
Constitution.
tpieer Cabbage llcud
We have quite a curiosity in our office
tlmt Home might call a cabbage head for
lack of a new word. It was brought to
our ollico by J. L. Dobson. He cut it
from his cabbage patch. At first it was
an enormous head, bard and solid. After
cutting into it lie found that the cuter
coating contained twenty-eight perfectly
developed little heads in a cluster, about
the size of a walnut and nearly as hard.
It is now on exhibition, with some other
curiosities, in the vegetable kingdom in
our office.—[Salisbury (Mo.) l'ress-Spcc
tator.
READING BY LAMP-LIGHT.
Pertlnvnt Points on Tbls Pernicious
Practice.
On the "Care of the Eyes" was the
title of an article I was much inter
ested in recently, says Robert J. Btir
iette in the New York Herald. My
memory is neither so accurate nor so
imaginative as it was a score of years
ago, but the article in question runs,
as near as I can guess by memory,
something like this:
"Have-a readiug-lump for night
use." There is agreatdealof wisdom
in this. In a brightly lighted room
at noon, or as late as 3 o'clock p. m.,
if the room be on the sunny side of
the house, a person with strong eyes
may be able to read coarse print with
out injury. But after 9 o'clock at
night, and in a very durk room, most
people will ilnd a lamp indispensable
to comfortable reading, especially in
fine print or paper. The learned
physician who writes the article does
not say that the lamp should be
lighted, but, speaking as a layman. I
should certainly advise lighting the
illuminator. I may be wrong in this,
but nevertheless such has been my
own custom, and I can now read a
circus-poster in two colors without
the aid of glasses, that is.
"Hold the book at your focus."
This is a rule that any person able to
read should commit to memory. Very
few people realize the importance of
this aid to preserving the eyesight.
Until I read this valuable rule I used
to prop my book up on the other side
of the room, where I could not distin
guish the print from the margin, and
try to read. I did not suppose it made
any ditference about the focus. And
many people, I have no doubt, who
supposed they were blind because they
could not see to read a book at a dis
tance of 150 yards, will, upon learn
ing this rule and puting it into prac
tice, soon find that they can read
quite well enough to drive everybody
out of the room. The medical pro
fession has been very remiss in its
duty that it did not publish this rule
long ago.
"Reading in bed is strongly advised
against; it is injurious." I should
say so. I have always found it so. If
you get comfortably llxed you read
about one page and then And the
blooming book isn't cut, and the pa
per-cutter is down-stairs, and your
pocket-knife is in the pocket of yo.ur
trousers, hanging away over near the
coldest window. The colder the night
the more the book is not cut. You
get settled down again, and the lamp
smokes. You Ax It and drop back
again. The pillows you piled up have
fallen down and your head comes
crashing back against the headboard
of the bed. It is late at night and
the bang brings somebody out into
the hall with a shriek of "What'sthe
matter?" After awhile order is re
stored and you get quiet, then inter
ested, Anally absorbed, and then some
body comes out into the hall crying
"What's the matter?" again. You
say, "Nothing; it's all right."
"But your lamp is burning."
"Yes," you say, "I am reading."
A wail of dismay and rebuke fol
lows this confession. "What! in
bed?" _
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last year.
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Nkiivx Kehtohj&k. No fits after lirst day's use.
Marvelous cures. Treatise and 82 trial bottle
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New Jersey lias 28(1,411 Bnuilay school
pupils.
ANY 'scheme will" Agure out right
an paper.
Not a Local
Disease
Because Catarrh affects your hrad. It Is not there,
fore a local cllwuai\ If It did not exist In your blood,
It could not manifest Itself In your nose. The blood
now In your bralu Is before you hnlsh reading this
srtlcle, book luyour heart agaluand soon distributed
to your liver, stomach, kldueys, and so on. What*
ever Impurities the blood does not carry away, cause
what we cull diseases. Therefore, when you have
Catarrh
s snuff or other Inhalant can at most give ouly tem
porary relief. The ouly way to effect a cure is to
attnek the disease In the blood, by taking Aconstltu*
ttonal remedy like Hood's Sarsapnrlllu, which elimi
nates all Impurities and thus permuueutly cures
Catarrh. The success of
Hood's Sarsaparilla
As a remedy for Catarrh Is vouched for by many
people It bus cured. N. B. Be sure to get Hood's.
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I ft I# WEAK, NKk VOUH, WRETCHED mortals gO*
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you ARE INVITED
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dealers in
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Instruments,
CIGARS and TOBACCO,
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Having purchased the stock
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Watches. Clocks and Jewelry.
New Watches, Clocks and
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com! comt
The undersigned has been appoint
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The quality of the Highland Coal
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Price $3.75 per two-horse wagon
load. T. A. BUCKLEY, Agent.
IKb.
PETER TIMONY,
BOTTLER,
And Dealer in all kinds of
Liquors, Beer and Porter,
Temperance Drinks,
Etc., Etc.
Geo.Ringler&Co.'s
Celebrated LAGER BEER put
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on the premises. Goods de
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any part of the country.
FREELAND BOTTLING WORKS,
Cor. Centre and Carbon Sts., Freeland.
(Near Lehigh Valley Depot.)
H7 M. BRISLIN,
UNDERTAKER
AND
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The Moat Successful Remedy ever discov
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KENDALL'S SPAVIN CORE.
BKLVBRNOX, Pa., Nov. 27, *9O.
DR. B. J. EBNDALI. CO.:
Gents—l would like to make known to those who
are almost persuaded to use Kendall's Spavin Cure
the fact that I think it is a most excellent Liniment.
I have used (ton a Blood Spavin. The horse went on
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years since aud has not beeu lumc.
Yours truly, WM. A. CURL.
GERMAXTOWN, N. Y., NOV. 2,1899.
DR. B. J. KENDALL CO.,
Enosburgh Falls, Vt.
Gents: In praise of Kendall's Spavin Cure I will
say, t hut a year ago I had a valuable young horse be
come very lame, hock enlarged and swollen. The
horsemen about hero (we have no Veterinary Sur
geon here) pronouncud his lameness Blood spavin
or Thoroughpin, they all told mo there was no
cure for It, he bccume about useless, and I con
sidered him almost worthless, A friend told me of
the merits of your Kendall's Spavin Cure, so I
bought a bottle, anil I could eee very plainly great
improvements Immediately from Its usc.und before
the bottle was used up I was satisfied that it was
doing him a great doul of good. I bought a second
bottle and before It was used up my horse was
rured and has been in the team doing heavy work
all the season since Inst April, showing no more
signs of it. I consider your Kendall's Spavin Cure
a valuable medicine, and it should be in every
stable in the land. Respectfully yours.
EUGENE DEWITT.
Price $1 per bottle, or six bottles for #B. All drug
gists have It or can get It for you, or it will be sent
to any address on receipt of price by the proprie
tors. DR. 11. J. KENDALL CO.,
Enosburgh Falls. Vermonju
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GENERAL STORE.
SOUTH HEBERTON, PA.
Clothing, Groceries, Etc., Etc.
Agent for the sale of
PASSAGE TICKETS
From all the principal points in Europe
to all points in the United States.
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