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The Press., 1883-09-13
ELLINGTON. fo0RRESpONnFNCE\

The gathering at Crystal Lake, Sept. 5th, for the benefit of the pastor of the Methodist church, was we'll attended, and 8 handsome amount realized. The day was one of the most delightful, and Rev. Wilber Newell added to the enjoyment of it by favoring us with Reclamation very fnely y rendered.
 Jack Frost has been busy here.
 Farmers worked late Sunday evening, covering crops and putting up tobacco. Many lots were left and came out looking black the next morning.
 James W. Eaton, of the old Central store, is getting ready to build 8 new store and post office, with tenement overhead, just. across the street from the old stand, being unable to lease the old property to his satisfaction
 Harry Mcknight has just returned from northern Minnesota, where he has been doing home missionary work, to help himself through college.
 Among the goodly number assembled at Crystal La4e for their recent annual so- ciable for the benefit of the pastor, Rev. o. E. Thayer, none were more cordially greeted than our old friend and neighbor, Mrs. F. E. Charter nee Angie Carpenter, now re sident of Yonkers- -on-the- Hudson. Mrs. Charter is lady of culture and re- inement, and her numerous friends in Holland county as well as in Yonkers will be pleased to hear of her recovery from an illness of eight weeks duration, during which, at one time, friends despaired of her life. ,.. . A. B.
The Press., 1883-09-13
WALES.

WALES.
 The Wales republicans meet at Shaw's hall Friday evening to choose delegates to the state convention, . , |, The Shaw mill is being made ready for starting up, and wool is now being assorted. =. .. Eden D. Shaw is running the Valley mill again af- ter rest of two months. ..., ..
Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1883-07-25
How BretZeIs are Made.

Ctrom the New York SUM-
The best white -four is USED, and yeast
dough is made similar TO that used in
the manufacture of bread. In the bake
room is twenty gallon kettle filled with
boiling I've, made with water and potash,
which is bought in cans. A workman
seizes piece Of dough, rolls it out into
long rolls as large as q bologna sausage,
and then cuts the roll into pieces about
three inches long. One of these pieces
is rolled into long strip, large in the
middle and small at the ends. The
workman places thumb and forefnger
at each end of the strip, crosses his
hands in a twinkling, dabs the ends into.
the fat part of the strip by the same
motion, and the bretzel is shaped and
ready for the I've kettle.
Another workman drops them into the
boiling I've in patches of twelve, and
keeps them there only a moment while
he fishes out twelve he has Just put in
a few seconds before. About four Sec
onds is the time required for the dough
to take on mahogany color. While the
bretzels are still wet they are sprinkled
with salt and then shoved'into very hot
oven where they are quickly baked.
Steamed or hard bretzeIs are made
from cracker dough. A machine mixes
and rolls the dough, and cuts the rolls
into short lengths, which the workman
makes into bretzels by hand. He makes
$50 an hour. After boiling them III the
lye, sailing them, and baking them in
an oven they are put in boxes, where
they are dried by steam. This process
renders them friable.
Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1883-07-25
A Duel Between Birds.

4 singular contest among blueEirds
and martens occurred in Lexington, Ky.
While two bluebirds were building a
nest IN boxa pair of martens laid claim
to the nest. Considerable diminishing
was carried on for several days. the blue
birds every time coming off victorious.
The neighborhood was startled early one
morning by the noise made by con-
gregatlon of hundreds Of martens and
bluebirds, and soon general battle
along the whole line began. For an
hour it was carried On with great fierce
ness and vindlctiveness. The birds paid
no attention to the surroundings, but
fell fighting at the feet ofpersons stand
ing in the yard. The weather being
pleasant, the windows in the house were
raised thaS the family might witness the
conflict. Numbers of birds passed
through the windows, and several pairs
were caught in the rooms fastened to-
gether. There were no towards or
sinks, bat every bird seemed intent on
doing his whole duty. In one hour
the martens were beaten and retired
from the contest, leaving the bluebirds
in possession of the field.
Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1883-07-25
The Danger of Being a Natural Orator
[Bill Arp in Atlanta constitutional

I met an old friend the other day and
says he: ~ just wish you could see
my boy. I'm fixing him up for college
and he is just the smartest boy in all
this country. He is a natural orator
He has got gifts, he has. He speaks
low like Henry Clay. He took the
medal In defamation. wish you could
see him on the stage. He is just SPLEEN
did, he is.
Looked at him mourntully and says
[: cts sad, very sad. never knew
a natural orator to. be any account. I
was natural orator and it rulned me.
I've never been any account. I took a
pewter naedal whom I was young and I've
never gotten over it. 1t was for speak
ing speech. L thought then that I
had whipped the battle Of life and there
were no more. worlds to conquer, but
I've had to fight on ever since and my
medal didn't do me any good. I wish
you would guard your boy against
medals and being a natural orator.
There is but one remedy for natural
orator and that is to marry rich and
settle dowA and wait for invitations to
make speeches at college commence
rnents. They are right and useful mat
WaV. -
Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1883-07-25
Whipped for Marrying.

The novel spectacle CT a man and
woman pursuing q fleeing 17-year old
boy up a street in Washington S. O.. g,
and belabotiDg him at every bound with
elapboard and willow switches attract
ed crowd Ct people recently. The boy
was Ernest @. Lowe, and he was being
spanked and switched for gettieg mar-
ried. His father is employed in the
navy yard. Ernest procured a mar
riage license, stating to the clerk that he
was over 81 years old, and in the after
noon was married to Rosa L. Buckley, a
damsel about his own age. Later he
called at the parental domicile and intro
duced the fair Rosa as his bride. The
surprised parent said nothing, but dis
appeared through the back door, and re-
turning with stout switch ordered the
young woman out. He then began to be-
labor the boy who stood it for moment,
but soon broke away and ran down the
street, the father following, plying the
switch and ably supported by the moth
er, who had procured clapboard, which
she laid on with vigor. Ernest was
finally captured and taken home, but an
hour later joined his bride at her fathers,
where they were serenaded by brass
band.
Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1883-07-25
a New Cloak for the Fair Bather.
IFrom tho New York Evening POST

For ladies who can afford the extra
expense of q maid at the seashoge are
offered for sale the new bath cloak,
wherewith the bather is to be enveloped
assshe Issues dripping from the ''briny"
The wrap is made of cream tinted cotton
plush, which is identical with Turkish
bath toweing. The cloak is a simple
circular, the neck being finished in the
back with Notwithstanding hood. In
most cases the garment is untrimmed,
but sometimes it is bordered with col
ored cotton plush Tor with Berlin wool
embroidery in fade tintS.
Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1883-07-25
THE LIFE-SAVlNG CREWS.

The Congressman sat
In his slippers ana gown,
Preparing the speech
That should bring him renown.
The theme was 6etreuCbmgnt;
The schedule he scanned,
Told the wages of worknen
Is sen ana by land. ....
0Flfty dollars a month
For 4 life saving crew,
Too much for the lazy louis,
Forty Will DO
And he seil 90 his task
That eff pruning them down,
AS he sat IN his comfortable
slippers and gown,
t the hfe-saving station,
The watch on the tower
Saw gathering thunder-clouds
Thicker and lower:
And burst DER the bay
In tempestuOus glee,
Like a demon turned loose
For romp on the sea.
'Ifs bad night" the Captain said,
''Keep a sharp eye"
The lookout a4oft
Gave no word of reply.
'EAre yen there, Jack?r ''I am, sir;
And, Captain, guess
That light TO tie east
Is a sign of distress"
The Congressman stood
On the dry, sandy beach,
The tounderng vessel
In sight, beyond reach.
bright bolt of lightning
Flashed over the wreck,
Revealing q child
Standing there on the deck.
Its agonized pleadings
To those on the shore
Seen and felt. but unheard
Thro' the angry nights roar.
And the Congressman prayed
10 he government toy
To the overpald crew
MY God, save my boyI"
The Congressman sat
In his slippers and gown,
Preparing his speech
With no thought Of renown,
And the boy at his knee
Might have heard, did he choose,
1--WE must double the pay
OF the lfe-saving crews"
Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1883-07-25
THINGS NOT ALWAYS WHAT THEY SEEM.

Only the leaf of a rosebud.
That fell to the ballroom floor.
Fell from the tinted clusters
Of the big bouquet she wore
Quickly he stopped and seized if,
'|'Tis the leaf of a rose" said he.
FETinted with summers bushes
And dearer than gold to me.
'Lovely and fragrant petal
Some sweet summer night, who knows,
may have chance to tell her
treasured the leaf of the rose.7
But when to his lips be pressed it,
lie muttered in accents wro.h,
"The blamed thing is artificial,
And made ont of cotton cloth ;"
--SOnleTUjELe Journal.
Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1883-07-25

The Washington correspondent of the
Albany Journal says that Mary Glenn
mer Ames and her new husband, Ed
ward Hudson, look like benignant old
aunt and her nephew, the husband being
many years the younger of the two.
Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1883-07-25

A BERLIN paper says that Minister
Sargent has little to do with his fellow
diplomats because he speaks only
I" American English.
The Portland daily press., 1883-12-25

George of England, and who invariably con.
quers his foe. All the time the fray lasts
the non-combatants keep up their extraordi-
nary chant, and every now and then the old
man comes forward and makes a statement
that we take on faith, for distinguish syl
liable we certainly cannot 1t could not be
the Dorset twang, for we had an audience
versed in that vernacular, but was some Gu
rious dialect, made evidently purposely un
ineligible to keep the mystic entertainment
strictly within the district that provided us
with the nummers. No amount of praise
or judicious questioning elected any infor-
nation, and, at last, we came to the conclu-
sion that the words were really lost, and
that nothing was left except the rhythm of
the sentences, handed down from father to
son, from generation to generation The
only thing we did discover was that the old
person, who was exactly like the chorus in
a Greek play, was supposed to represent
Father Christmas, into whose bag, sluDg ov-
er his shoulders, we were to drop our con-
tributions, while he looked the other way.
and that all they knew themselves was that
they did the performance just as the old
folk had been used to do it, and with that
we had to be content.
j. e. PANTON
The Portland daily press., 1883-12-25
Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh.
BY ANNA LAURENs DAWES.
Written for the Press

written for the Press1
The Christmas bells once more call us ont
from among our cares and burdens. They
sing three-fold song, of merry DAYS, of
happy days, Of holy days. and the harmony
makes music in our souls. Christmas comes
to each of us according to our mood, the
setting OF our lives; comes with good cheer
to the buoyant, comes with gladness to the
friendly, comes with hope to all men. Into
the midst of our working and weeping, of
our seeking and spending, of our struggling
and pushing, our careworn and careless and
selfish living, is set little Child. What will
we do with Him?
The present fades away in the gloom of
our thinking. Once more the little hill
town OF Judea stands before us, stirred at
the unwonted presence of splendid stran-
gers. Once more we see the little child, the
tender, helpless baby, looking out of great
eyes with equal wonder ON mother and home
and guest. Once more the mild Mary meets
our questioning with troubled pride. and
her strong husband keeps faith with God
and her, and waits to understand. Once
more we watch the splendid train come
from out the East. Out from civilization
and glory that had long endured, out
from learning that had sounded all depths
and scaled all heights, there come into our
vision these wise men Of old, seeking the
feet of a little child, and once more we
watch the glttering treasure, the holy oil,
the bitter symbol poured out before the
Babe of Bethlehem.
A child is set in the midst of as at every
Christmas time. What shall zoe do for the
child, our King?
Let us also bring gifts, gold, frankincense
and myrrh. Gold for glory, gold for use,
Let us praise the King with our substance,
let us sanctify our getting gain, let us make
the place of His feet splendid with the
riches that are like to be our curse The
world is very busy buying and selling, pill
ing up in bursting store the unusable sub
stance, fielding small room for love and
kindness. pushing the weak to the wall,
looking every man greedily on his own
things. We are finging wealth into a quick
sand, and we think to walk safely over on the
golden bridge we have builded; we have
forged shining anchor, and never doubt it
will hold in the storm that is coming But
we have taken the gold that should be for
the streets of the city, the common pathway
OF our kind, the everyday service of all the
The Portland daily press., 1883-12-25
Christmas Eve in st. Marks, Ven
ice.

You so into the Duomo late on Christmas
Eve and lind the time-stained alabasters
and dark aisles lit up with hundreds of wax
candles over seven feet high. The massive
silver lamps suspended across the choir
have the inner lamp all ablaze, as is also the
graceful Byzantine chandelier in the centre
of the nave that elitters like cluster of
stars from dozens of tiny glass cups with
wick and oil within. In the solemn and
mysterious gloom you pass figures of men
and women kneeling in devotion before the
many shrines. Some are accompanied nv
well-behaved and discreet dogs, who sit
patiently waiting till their owners PRAYER
shall be over whilst others, less we'll
trained, run about from group TO group
to smell out their friends or growl at
foes. You slowly work your way through
the throng to the high altar. That UNIQUE
reredos, brought from Constantinople in
early times-the magnificent "Pala dora"
an enamelled work wrought on plates of
gold and silver and studded with precious
stones-is unveiled, and the front of the
altar has rich frontispiece of the thirteenth
century, which is of silver washed with gold.
and embossed figures. Numbers of ponder
GUS candles throw gimmer over the treas
ures with which ST. Marks is so richly en-
dowed, that are profusely displayed on the
altar. Bishops, canons, and priests, in full
dress, are standing and kneeling, and the
handsome and much-beloved Patriarch of
Venice officiates, in dress of gorgeous scar
let and cream-colored old lace, and heavy
brocaded cape, that is afterwards exchanged
for one of ermine, and flashing rings and
jewelled cross. There is no music; but a
deep qniet pervades the dim golden domes
over head and the faintly-lighted trancepts.
Stray rays of light catch the smooth surface
of the mosaics. which throw off starkles of
brightness and cast deeper shadows beyond
the uncertain radiance. After the midnight
mass is celebrated, you pass out with the
stream OF people into the cold, frosty night,
with only the bright stars to guide you
through the silent alleys to your rooms,
where you wish each other ga Merry Christ
mas" and retire to sleep, and to dream of
the old home in acknowledgement.
The Portland daily press., 1883-12-25
Christmas in Wartime.
BY HENRY TIMRoD.

[The following noble and pathetic poem was writ
ten during the war of the rebellion by the lat
Henry Timrod of Charlestown S. c., the finest lyri
cal poet the South La yet produced.l
How grace this hallowed day?
Shall happy bells, from yonder ancient spre,
Send their glad greetings to eac Christmas fire
Round which the children play?
Alas! for many moon,
That tongueless tower hath cleaved the Sabbath air
Mute as an obelisk of ice. aglare
Beneath an Arctic noon.
Shame to the foes that drown
Our psalms of worship with their impious drum,
The sweetest chimes in all the land lie dumb
In some far rustic town.
There, let us think, they keep,
OF the dead Yules which here beside the sea
They've ushered in with old-world, English glee,
Some echoes in their sleep.
How shall we grace the day?
With FEAST and song, and dance, and antique sports
And shout of happy children in the courts,
Ard tales of ghost and fay?
Is there indeed door,
Where the old pastimes, with their lawful noise
AA4 all the merry round of Christmas joys,
Could enter as of yore?
Would not some pallid face
Look in upon the banquet, calling up
Dread shapes of battles in the wassail cup,
And trouble all the place?
How could we bear the mirth,
While some loved reveller of year ago
Keeps his mute Christmas now beneath the snow,
In cold Yirginian earth?
How shall we grace the day?
All let the thought that on this holy morn
The Prince of Peace-the Prince of Peace was born,
Employ us, while we pray!
Pray for the peace which long
Hath left this tortured land, and haply now
Holds it's white court some far mountains brow
There hardly safe from wrongl
Let every sacred fame
Call its sad votaries to the shrine of God
And, with the cloister and the tented Sod
Join in one solemn strain
With pomp of Roman form,
With the grave ritual brought from Englands Shore
And with the simple faith which asks no more
Than that the heart be warm
He, who, till time shall cease,
Will watch that earth, where once, not all in vain
He died to give us peace may not disdain
prayer whose theme is peace
Perhaps ere yet the Spring
Hath died into the Summer, over all
The land, the peace of His vast love shall fall,
Like some protecting wing.
Oh, ponder what it meansl
Oh, turn the rapturous thought in every way!
Oh, give the vision and the fancy play,
And shape the coming scenes!
Peace in the quiet dales,
Made rankly fectile by the blood of men,
Peace in the woodland, and the lonely glen,
Peace in the peopled valesl
Peace in the crowded town,
Peace in thousand fields of waving grain
Peace in the highway and the flowery lane,
Peace on the wind-swept down!
Peace on the farthest seas,
Peace in our sheltered bays and ample streams
Peace wheresoe'er our starry garland CLEANS,
And peace in every breeze!
Peace on the whirring marts,
Peace where the scholar thinks, the hunter roams,
Peace God of Peace! peace peace. in all homes,
And peace in all our heartsi
The Portland daily press., 1883-12-25
Happy New Year.
BY MARCIA BRADBURY JORDAN.

Written for the Press.1
Sweet words! which drop from careless lips
A hundred times each years birthday
A form society prescribes
And all her devotees obey
They never fail to strike the heart
With something of a cordial grace,
Which shames the zeal of enmity
And gives the world smiling face.
Yes, from whatever lips they come
We gratefully respond always,
But sometimes hidden springs of JOY
Are opened by the welcome phrase.
IT'S when, in hearing it, we know
That old associations hold,
That time and distance have not served
To make new friends replace the old.
The Portland daily press., 1883-12-25

vs. UII6II money and their wit.
Ana when the game of cards is past.
linen fall to at Noddy at the last.
mere is some doubt as to what game was
meant, some think cribbage, and others
Beat the knave out of doors.n
Such were some of the old games prac-
tised at Christmastide and the importance
That was attached to these diversions NAV
pc gathered from the fact that eyery large
household had its Lord of Merry Dispol IS,
whose duty it was to arrange the merry
markings every season.
Omaha daily bee., 1883-09-13
u Notice.

Council BLUFFS, Ia, Sept. 10.
The co-partnership heretofore existing
between Harry Stern and j. A. Freyhan,
under the firm name of III. Stern 81 Co.,
has this day been dissolved by mutual
consent, Mr. Stern retiring from the
firm. Mr.. Frcyhan has associated him
self with Mr.. l.. Steinhardt, of New
York City, for the purpose of continuing
the business. The new firm will be
known as Steinhardt & Freyhan, and
will pay all liabilities and collect all &C
counts due the old firm. Asking a con
tinuance of patronage from old custom
ers whom we shall endeavor to please
we are respectfully,
SrBINHARDT a. FREYHAN.
Omaha daily bee., 1883-09-13
willing TO Wed.

Wuling TO Wed.
Yesterday the County Clerk found five
couples who were willing and waiting to
wed and he issued to them the regular
legal permit. They were
j. III. Engleperg and II. l.. Drake.
Erick Knudson and Anna G. Nelson.
Hugh Hardy and Hannah Timmond
Thomas III. Lage and Cecilia Schoor.
S. s. Duncan and Jennie McNere.
And they all went out to the fair for 1
wedding tour.
Omaha daily bee., 1883-09-13

Parents protect the lives of your little
ones by keeping ON hand DIR. Jefferis
Council Bluffs diphtheria preventive and
cure. Seven years trial has proven it to
be infallible. For sale at %efice, No. 523
Sixth avenue.
Omaha daily bee., 1883-09-13

Bechtele's new European restaurant il
having a rush, but still everybody is be.
ing carefully waited on and we'll served
Omaha daily bee., 1883-09-13
DIR. West, dentist. Ia Pearl street.

A. Booths select oysters receivet
daily at w. I. Braun's.
Omaha daily bee., 1883-09-13

For good square meals go TO the Bry
ant house. b. II. Allison, proprietor.
Omaha daily bee., 1883-09-13
Notice.

j hereby announce myself TO the voters
of Pottawattamie county as an independ-
ent candidate for county surveyor.
l.. p. JUDsoN.
Council BLUFFS, Ia, September z,
1883.
Omaha daily bee., 1883-09-13

Fall and winter cloaks now in stock a
Hardness Brothers.
Omaha daily bee., 1883-09-13

Fall catalogues free at Hardness Broth
ers'.
Omaha daily bee., 1883-09-13

Continued on Sessnh Poe.
The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1883-03-13

kinky He is entitled to just as mucn con-
sideration as the editor of the Free Press,
and entitled to nothing more. His going
out OF the republican party would not be
known if he did not tell it. If the colored
republicans insist In maintaining the color
line, it is their privilege to do it. But We
tell them frankly that skin and hair ar
gument is not potent for Office. They
must bring forward intelligence, honesty
and capacity, and throw them into the
scale. Then their claims as republicans
will receive consideration. If the negro
vote can only be held to the republican
party by putting negroes in office, ire
spechve of everything but skin and hair,
in Gods name let it go. Where the party
would lose one black vote it would gain
FIVE white. The threat to go out of the
party is getting very stale; it Is disgusting
it should not longer be tolerated. If
Leonard cannot make living publishing
paper let him go to work as a journeyman
printer Others before him have done so,
and have not threatened or even com
planned, We assure him that the republi-
can party knows and cares but very little
about his business, and the sooner ne comes
to this conclusion himself the better i; will
be for him"