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Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1886-09-14

CHURCH, PARSONAGE AID PARoCHIAL
SCHOoL.-1t has been mentioned In THE STAR
that 81 Peters parish last week purchased Of
Mrs. Esther A. Keyser $4,000 square feet Of
ground, fronting Isl feet on East Capitol street
and 1O5 feet on 14th street. east Of Lincoln
park. Upon this ground 1t Is proposed not only
u erect q fine church, as stated, but Q pareon.
are and q parochial school
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1886-09-14

HELD FOR RousKBREAKINo.-John Monitor
and Frank Williams, arrested un Friday morn
breaking into the stable of Dennis Fitzgerald,
and the larceny OF two hats. three coats and q
set OF harness, were before the Police Court To-
grand Jury.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1886-09-14
The CoQrA,

EQUITY CoURr7ywd0e Jussea.
To-day, Lee agt Campbell; sale ratified MIST.
Wright agt Wright testimony ordered taken
70 produce infant In court Mem agt Nichols;
appearance ordered.
POLICE OoUKTOyud0e Shell
Today, Frank Reardon and Thomas Baeoett,
profanity: $5 or seven days each. Mary Ready
and Frank II. Twine, loud and boister0us -
each. Timothy Sullivan, Sunday bar; $40.
Robert Wilson, Charles Kelley and eilas Jack
son, disorderly In county; e6 each.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1886-09-14

ENOR sALE-HOUSES IN ALL QUARTERS OF
the city too numerous TO mention here, for people
Oh little moderate, or much means; houses in blocks
nr on beautiful corners with broad parking lovely
views You that are about to purchase please see us
before you decide. Buy now and avoid rush later in
the season. HUMPHREY d ADAMS. Real Estate
Brokers, 6lS ST. NV. jv3l
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1886-09-14

CHARGED WITH STRIKING Hrs WIFE WITE
HATCHET.-Last night Officers Daley ans
Trammell arrested Lewis Cook, q colored ras
dealer, living in Ferry's alley, and held on
charge OF assault and battery with intent to Kill
his wife, Emma Cook, it being alleged tina
when she returned home last night he STRUCK
her on the head with q Ratchet, INJECTING
dangerous wound. Cook denies that he strucl
her. To-day In the Poiice Court the case wa
continued until Wednesday of next week.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1886-09-14

RANGE OF THE THERAoMETBR-Tho 1OlloV-
ing were the readings at the signal once to-day
q. M, So; q a M, 81; IL .. M, Il; .. M. rs;
maximum, rs; minimum, 81
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1886-09-14

NOR SALE OR EXCHANGE-A FINE BRICK
Il residence IN Alexandria. Va, containing nine
good cellar water and gas throughout large side aud
back yards with fruit and flowers Easy OF access to
both boats and cars Will exchange for Washington
property. improved unimpr0ved, and assume a
ST NV aul8-1m
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1886-09-14

FINED FOR AssAULrING AN OFFICER.-In
the Police Court this morning John Lynch and
George Corners were charged with an ARRAY On
Sunday morning last and the last named for
assaulting Officer Hogan. The testimony was
somewhat conflicting and the charge of affray
was dismissed, and q fine of 10 was Inn posed on
Conners for assaulting the officer
Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-11-20
THE ORIGIN OF THANKSGIVING.

A Purely Puritan Festival of Rejoicing
Over Worldly Things.
As II to resist the bitterness and sadness of
The failing year, the most genial and kindly
of all our festivals occurs at the end of No
vember. Its very name, Thanksgiving, y be-
trays its pious brigham origin unmixed with
any prior tradition. The great Christian
festival of Christmas stretches backward to
yule logs and mistlotoes, to Scandinavian and
Briton heatkenry; nor does it lose by the
graceful, happy association. But Thanks
giving is purely Puritan. 1t is the good.
warm heart conquering the tough head and
ascetic manner OF the old pilgrims
In Elliott's 'New England History" YOU
may read that in 1923, after the harvest,
Governor BTadsirset sent out company TO
shoot game TO furnish dainty feast Of re-
joicing after the lsbors of the colony. HAY
ing followed the directions Of the governor,
and the principle Of the excellent Mrs. Glass.
they cooked their game and invited Massa-
soft and some ninety other sayages, and an
fen to and devoured the feast, thanking GOD
Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-11-20

Itmight be dangerous to stake ones repu-
tation upon the assertion that THANKSGIVING
Is strictly religious feast. 1t is day OF
practical rejoicing In the good things Of this
world, and there may even be people whose
mouths are fuller Of turkey than their hearts
OF thanks. But every year the area of tho
feast enlarges. Every year there are more
people who sit down to grooming boards, as
the reporters happily express it, upon occa-
sions Of civic festivity.
Dear old Thanksgiving Long and long may
bis hospitable board be spread. Long and
long may he stand, benignant, at his door,
calling in the poor and the weary, the blind
and the lame, even as the old Puritans called in
Massasoit and ninety other savages Rich in
blessings and reverend in years, may good
old Thanksgiving last with the continent,
knitting closer the ties of family and friend
ship; its cheerfulness beaming like the smile
Of patriarch; its charity burning like CEN
trail fire, warming all the year and lighting
up every dark day Of care and sorrow.
Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-11-20
"oH, AM THE GREAT s1KApo.u

poor, hard working hen who had BROUGHT
up her family by the stlictest economy and
most faithful industry, and who had been
robbed Of her last bite again and again by
the heartless Mikado, spoke her mind about
it,
ITS an outrage" she said, "an outrage on
oil decent fowls TO see that brute of a Mi.
kado in clover up to his comb while the rest
Oh US scratch from morning till night merely
to keep life in our bodies Such thinrs arc
rapidly creating an aristocracy OF sex In
the future when male and female ere both
equal before the law there viii be mono Of
this. But it's the way Of the world. and
always has been. Tho baseSt and least do
serving get into power, because they are ca
coarse that they can ride RIGHT over any
OBSTACLE, having no sensibilities to woundp
Here great swell Of a cock, a monopolist
OF high degree, looked away and pref
not to hear; but the others listened attentive
ly, sighed, and admitted that it was haIl TO
rise in the world while such monsters as the
Mikado had the power to Cypress.
A middle-aged anarchist sputtered aro1nd
at great rate; but as be had clways talked
rather more than he should they didn't give
him the closest attention. 4 fair and IA. ben
OF good figure smiled scornfully, and said that
one could expect nothing but coarse varity
from person OF really low pedigree ike -ie
Mkado For her part, como what would, She
lad the comforting knowledge that the blood
Of the B-ahmas flowed in her veins Her an
cestors were Asiatic kings Then she strut
ted around to show OF her figure. which
really was perfects
Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-11-20
FOR WHAT SHALL WE BE THANKFUL,
Some Old, Oft Repeated Questions, and
Their Questionable Answers.
GERrRUDE GARRrsos.

Some Old, Oft Repeated Questions, and
Their Questionable Answers.
"For what shall we be thanlfulT say the
sorrowing. "Grief abideth with us, and in
our hearts Is the bitterness OF continued
trouble"
"For what shall we be thanlxful9o say the
poor. "The earth overAows with plenty, but
we are destitute Cold and hunger Is our
portion, and want is our companion all the
days Of the year"
"For what shall we be thankfulgn say the
hopeless. 1.-THE days go on, but they bring US
no joy. Tho sun and the moon traverse the
heavens without warming our chilled hearts
or lighting our dark pathway
"For what shall we be thankfulan say the
disappointed "Wherever we turn, there.
waiting to dishearten us, turks disappoint-
ment. When we rise he 1t is that causes us
again to fall"
"For what shall we be thankfulp say the
tempted. the mistaken, the fallen. aOur
temptations have overcome us; our mis- AXES
have destroyed US; our sins have crushed us
For us there is nothing leftbut wretchedness.n
"For what shall we be thanlfulgn say the
bafled. When VIC strive we fail; when we
pray no answer comes when we hope our
hopes are never realized; when we love our
loves are lost TO u.s."
"For what shall we be thanllful9n saw the
bereaved. "Death has robbed us and left ms
moaning. Our sore hearts cannot take mn
the cry, of rejoicing, for we weep uncom-
forted.n
"For what shall we be thankfulr saw the
sick. I'VE suffer AMI know no ease. We are
full of anguish night and day.
"For what shaii we thanllfulYr say fbe ner-
secuted. "Our enemies outnumber us: our
burdens are great2f than ~e can bear.n
"lor what shall we thaRsfulp say the
weary. the wounded, the forsalea the heavy
Of heart. "For us there Is no rest. 10 happj-
ness, no help. WEAKNESS is cur portion ana
burdens our inheritance. I'VE have no cause
for rejoicing from the beginning Of the year
TO the endn
For these, for all these, it is written; GRest
In the Lord, Oh. rest in the lord. Wait pa-
tientIy for Him and He shall give thee thy
hearts desiren -
To these, to all these, the promise has been
given. To these, the words from plain old
sermon come with power to heal: dThere IL
still heaven to be thankful for. Whatever
sorrows bereave us here, whatever fatal mis-.
takes darken our lives, whatever irredeemable
losses befall US, we may yet rest In the Lord.
and wait patiently for him In the litfle Iifa
that remains; for eyond this worlds rain or
loss, high in the serene air Of heaven, when en-
istence ceases TO be lesson and becomes vivid
life, there and only there shall He give M e,nr
hearts desire In its immortal fuIlnesa Hera
knowledge Is defled, love Is imperfect. purity
the result OF fiery trial, wealth rusted into
covetousnes; but In heaven Is the very native
country OF pure knowledge, perfect love, ct
Ter stniessness and riches that neither moth
nor rust corrupt. that bless and curse not
Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-11-20

THE TALK OVER HIS HEAD AND BONES.
The hen who was in favor Of equal suffrage
said that after all there were compensations
In life. She still held her old views; but sho
had learned a lesson in patience. Her dream
OF political equality would be realized; but
she must wait, and while she waited work rs
well as talk. very aged old bird of no par
ticular lineage cleared his throat just then.
As he was generally silent, he commanded
great attention when he did speak. He said:
"You are getting ON to the true philosophy of
life at last. Agitation doesn't accomplish
half as much as people think it does. The in
fuences which really move the world are
subtle. Your takers think they revolution
ize the world; but the real power comes from
higher, much higher" = and he subsidized
into silence. H 1Fsis
The noted anarchist rooster had nothing at
all to say until his views were called for.
Even then he evaded 1t until cornered and
compelled to talk. Then he Strengthened up
and put on his old time, important manner.
ut is the beginning Of the end, my friends
he said. monsters like the Mikado die OF
their own greed. They are their own execu-
TONERS. Had he divided his abnstiance with
US we would all have had layer or so Of the
fat which encountered him and brought him
to grief, and he might have been alive to-day.
But, no--he must have the earth Nothing
was too much for him. We had to starye
that he might live. All of you can testify
that he lived upon the proceeds Of your labor.
for you scratched and he camo along Just as
your bite was ready for your mouth and
snatched 1t from you, and you dared not say
your souls were your own y
"But what Of the lady with the purest blood
Of Asia In her veinsi" asked dapper young
cock. Il haven't seen her to-day.
]Nor have ~ said dozen voices Here
the cat spoke again am sorry to say that
our fair friend has shared the Mlkados fate.
The chief cause Of pride with her proved her
ruin, Her good blood gave her fine figure,
and the people Of this country are fiesi-eat-
ing race. They have no scruples against eat
ing any OF you who are 30 unfortunate as to
possess sweet clean flesh. So you see that it
is never safe to boastn ''fsst We
"Oh, dear; what difficult and dangerous
world to live inl" said oil in one voice.
The old house dog, who was fond Of Shakes.
peare, came on the scene, shifted contemptu-
ously at tho Miksdo's bones, and said: aAlasl
he lived for self, and now none are 30 poor as
to do him reverence -
49,. GERTRUDE GARRISON.
Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-11-20
THE MIKADO'S FATE.
A THANKSGIVING TRAGEDY.

1t was about the first OF November that the
big turkey, the Mikado of the farmyard, was
given house all to himself and everybody
waited upon him in the most untiring man.
ner. AT first he was somewhat astonished at
SO marked a change In his fortunes Such
extraordinary consideration as he now re-
ceived at everybody's hands amazed him for
time, but he soon settled it in his mind ell
tirely to his satisfaction.
"Hoi hoi" he said. "Hai hal They have
just learned my worth. Ihave always known
that l was great genius, with brain as big
as wash tub, and think the other turkeys.
poor Insignificant things, and the chickens.
sorry creatures, knew it also. At least, thew
have all shown wholesome respect for my
power, but must admit that have been
slow to impress the people with my import
ance. 1t has come at last, however. See
how they truckle to me, kow-tow to me. sun
ply my every want almost before 1t Is felt,
and make menials of themselves to cater
to my pleasurep
This he said to himself as he walked by
himself The other citizens Of the farmyard
looked at him with glowering faces and tho
bitterness OF envy in their hearts. He
had always tyrannized over them, and they
hated him with hatred all the moro
deadly because It was concealed under the
mask OF respect. Now, though he had never
done humane or generous thing in his life,
they beheld him housed and Toasted like q
King, with the sauce of admiration served up
to him every hour. They couldn't under
stand it; they saw no justice in it, and they
murmurel against IL.
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sMary. perhaps the boy has been to you. "
AT this moment the clock ON the mantel
struck Il. We listened TO It's strokes till the
last one died away.
ut Is Thanksgiving morning, said my hus-
band. solemnly.
When the morning really came, with It's
fresh, frolicking winds and sunlight, and
blue skies; with its merry faces aud gay
voicea. and tho happy children rapping at my
door, | Thought OF what he said "Perhaps
the boy has been TO you" Sometimes think
he must have been, SO real and sweet Is, even
now, the memory OF his coming All that
day he stood beside mo, All that day |
saw his peaceful face and felt the bless
ing Of his smile, and heard his low, sweet
voice. What for months 1 had looked upon
and feared with the bitterness OF a great
dread, the face, ard smile, and voice made
almost painless.
The children's merry greetings did not hurt
me; my fingers did not tremble when they
twined the fresh green leaves about the walls
The older children went with us to church
that morning. The little church was very
still and pleasant, and somehow the service
stole away down into my heart It was no
eloquent preacher that we heard; only a
plain man, with Gods plainest gifts of mind
and culturel But the day was real to him.
and listened. A bit of Mrs. Browning's
music kept singing itself in my souls
Ipraise thee while my days 20 on, ~
Hove thee whllo my days 20 on;
Through dark and dearth through fire and frost,
With emptied arms and treasure lost,
thank thee while my days go on.
l think that did thank him-I who. only
last year, had sat there with my boy be-
side me.
think that when the dear familiar words
flooded the church with harmony again, as
an that other morning. and John and
clasped hands silently-I think we uttered
he old, old cry: BLESSED be the name Of the
Lord.n
We stopped after church together where
the boy was lying, to lot May lay down her
little green wreath, and / was glad that she
could do 1t calmly. Somehow l felt as II
tears would be proclamation just then. Then
we went quietly home.
II was happy home that day--as happy as
IT could be when we did not see him. Yet
knew he was there.
ibid you think should not be with Won.
motherr'
heard 1t over and over; hear Il over and
over now; shall hear IL when the next
Thanksgiving sun brightens his grave. He
wished US to be happy; / know no was with
US. think he always will be. s.r,,a
ELIZABETH STUART PHELPS.
Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-11-20
A HUMBLE THANKSGIVING.

We cannot show q grand array
or toothsome things Thanksgiving Day
The day so very near;
Our little pantry viii not boast
Delicious viands by the host
To every palate dear.
Meath weight Of all the good things know,
Our little table will not groan,
No, not the very least;
Our little home will not be blest
With many welcome, joyous guest
To help us at the feast.
Yet, notwithstanding what we lack,
Wen not regretfully look back
And sigh for better days;
But we will fill In every part
The spacious store rooms Of our heart
With gratitude and praise
Wen count our present blessings DER,
And we shall find they number more
Than all our trials do
Our happy, thoughtful hearts shall be
Delightful guests-riSht royalty
They will reward us, too.
To seats we once did occupy
Wen not look up with wistful eye
ana covetouS unrest;
But bending low down our gaze
To poorer homes to sadder ways,
Thank God we are SO blest.
Thank God that though our home Is small,
1t still contains the dear ones all,
Rich in affections wealth;
Thank God 1--WE have enough to eat,
Thank God for clothing warm and neat,
Thank God for perfect health
Thank God we feel the fires warm glow,
While many cold and fireless go
In many cherries home.
Oh, yes, most gratefully well lift
Our souls to God for every gift,
And trust for oil to come.
Thus round our frugal little board,
With cheerful hearts wen praise the Lord
And keep the jubilee;
Nor shall there anywhere be found,
Within this nations utmost bound,
A happier family.
FANNY PERc1vAL.
Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-11-20

young turkey, who was considered some-
thing OF crank because 10 wore glasses,
was greatly given to philosophy and meta
physics had gone 50 far 0s to lecture little
and WINS thinking Of startling newspaper.
here piped up; at Is my opinion, friends,
that we arc to blanc FOR our lack Of success.
The Mikado is merely carrying out the
theories Of tho new school of Boston thinkers
and the occultiCts Of the east, which he has
dropped on, ] verify believe, through my
teaching. He has powerful win, and be has
secretly and persistently demanded the good
things of life and Is getting them. The great
force, my friends, Is mind But while we
have been talking about it, he, like the pirate
he is, has grabbed the idea and put It into
operation
An old and opinionated cat that had been
apparently sleeping on fence post now had
q word to say, "You are very inexperienced
creatures. When you have lived as long as
have (which none of you are likely to do,
am sorry to say, for reasons 1t would be in
delicate now to mention) you win know that
what appears sometimes TO be great good for
tune Is really the greatest curse that could
befall us. viii not here go into particulars,
MilSado This is very dramatic world. The
man who is up today may be down to-mor-
row. Envy no one Perhaps your hard lot
is better q thousand times for your souls good
than the wealth Of Gould or Vanderbilt,
or even the Mikado. Ben Franklin spoke
wisely when he said
lie that is down need fear no fall,
He that Is humble none at ALL"
Just then the Mikado, whose doors had been
opened by the beautiful daughter of the house
to give him an hours walk in the sunshine,
came near them with lordIy gait, head erect
and wings scraping the earth in overwhelm-
ing pride. In spite of the cats sermon on
humility, in the face Of the fact that they
knew she spoke the truth, they felt shriveled
and mean in the presence of this petted and
admired creature. He walked near them,
smiled scornfully, and said:
Stand out of the way you creatures small,
Stand out of the way OF my shadow;
For am the king and boss Of all,
Oh, am the great Mikado.
And they stood out of his way, though
here and there was one who could not re-
frain from shedding tears, so dep was his
humiliation.
The mistress of the house, accompanied by
friend, just then appeared on the other
side Of the fence, and the object Of their at
tention seemed to be the Mikado. He wasn't
slow to show his appreciation of the dis
tinction, either. He strutted and gobbled
in the most pompous and self-gratulatory
way.
Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-11-20

Just as the shades began to fall heavily he
drew me toward him by the frost bound
window. He stopped and kissed me- He
took me in his arms and said, as he had said
before:
"Did you think 1 should not be with you,
mother7"
And then l missed him. / called to him,
but he did not answer. stretched out my
arms to him, but he did not come back to
me. The room grew dark; my head swan;
tottered oyer to my husband.
"Oh, Johnl have lost him"
"Mary-why, Nary what is the matterg''
and he caught me in his arms
looked up. was not in the parlor by the
frost bound window; the children were not
beside me, The sitting room fire had died
down into the ashes; the door into the hall
was open, and my husband had on his over
coat. He was holding me tightly In his
arms
II thought-oh, Johnl Johnln And then I
told him all my dream. When had finished
be was still a long time, then
Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-11-20

Has nttniued standard of excellence xvhie,,
admits of no superior.
ltcontains cvcTy Improvement that inventive
genius, skill and money can produce.
Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-11-20

power hc would rise some aay. seizc tho
relns OF government, and trample them all
under his feet. II 80. half excuse the
mardor, though ! am too much Of Bud
dhist 10 syinpathi2o with festival which
sanctions the destruction Of living creatures,
and the eating Of them, too, IN the round OF
existence, depend upon IL, MY friends, all such
things are evened up. They who kin shall
be killed in turn; II not in this life, In some
embodiment IL the far futura.v
Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-11-20
THE SONG oF rHANKseNINe.

We're thankful for host OF things
Too numerous 10 mention;
For sweethearts true and hearts 10 WOO.
And all things worth attention.
For all and everything that gives
Our lives so much Of pleasure
We offer thanks Long may we taste
Thine overlooking measure.