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The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1889-07-05
WHEN THE COWS COME HOME.

Inns poem dPpDaESh HtSblA JIG Letu3tfW ~
ed Christian Weekly, August, 1875. Tt hai
been reprinted extensively, but inaccurate
~. 1t is reproduced here, says the Chicag'
liter Ocean, with the sanction of the au
thor (Mrs. Agnes e. Mitchell), and til,
following is a corrected and revised copy
The poem has been credited to an Englisl
writer, and was published some month.
ago in an eastern paper with the cxplana
tory remark that the author was 10
known.
With kiingle, klangie. kiingle.
Way down the dusty dingle,
The cows are coming home:
How sweet and clear, and faint and low.
The airy tinklings come and go,
Like chimings from some far-o1f tower.
Or gatherings of an April shower
That makes the daisies grow:
ko-ling, kolang,
Rolling, ko-lang, kolinglelingle
Way own the darkening dingle
The COWS come slowly home;
And old-time friends, and twilight plays,
And starry nights, and sunny days,
ONE trooping up the misty ways
When the cows come home.
With jingle. jangie, jingle.
Soft tones that sweetlY mingie,
Tho COWS are coming home:
M~alvine, and Pearl, and FIorimel,
De hamp, Redrose, and Gretchen seheli,
Queen Bess, and syiph, and spangIed sue;-
Across the fields | hear her loo-oo,
And clang her s%ilyer.beli;
Cooling, go-lang.
Cooling, go-lang. golinglclingic
With faint, far sounds that mingle
The COW come slowly home;
And mother-songs OF Iong-gone years,
And dby joys, and childish tears,
Ard youthful hopes, and youthful fears,
When the COWS come home.
With ringle, rangle, ringle,
BY twos and threes and single,
The cows are coming home;
Through violet air We see the town,
And the summer sun a-slipping down;
The maple in the hazel glade
Throws down the path a longer shade.
And the hills aIe growing brown:
To-ring, to-rang,
To-ring, to-rang, toringlclinglc,
BY threes and fours and single
The COWS come slowly home;
Tho same sweet sound of wordless psalm.
The same sweet Jnne-aay rest and calm,
rho same sweet scent of bud and balm,
When the cows come home.
With tinkie, fankle, tinkle,
Through fern and periwinkIe,
The COWS are coming home:
A-loitcring in the checkered stream,
Where the sun-rays glance and CLEAN.
Clarine, Pcachbloom, and Phoebe Phyllis,
stand knee-deep in the creamy lilies
IN drowsy dream;
To-IinF, to-lank,
Tolink, t~o-lanl1, tolinklelnkie,
Ger banks with butter-cups a-twinkie
The cows come slowly home:
And up through Memory's deep rayine
Come The brooks old song aud its old-tim,
sheen.
And the crescent of the silver queen,
When The cow come home.
with klingle, klangle, klingle,
With loo-oo, and meo-oe, and jingle,
The cows are coming home;
And over there on Merlin Hill
Hear the plaintfye cry of w%hip-roorwili
Il dew-arops lie on the tangled vines,
And over the poplars Venus shines,
And over She silent mill;
Ko-ling, koiang,
Ko-ling. ko-iang. koiingielinsie.
With ting-a-ling and Jingle
The COWS come slowly home:
Let down the bars: let In the train
o~flong-goue songs, and flowers, ana rain.
For dear old times conc back again
When the cows come homo.
The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1889-07-05
Cure Yourself.

Don't pay large doctors bills. The best
medical book published, one hundred pages
elegant coIored plates, will be sent you on
receipt Of three 2-cent stamps to pay post
age. Address A. P. Ordway & Co., Bos-
ton. Mass.
The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1889-07-05

The prospect for the huckleberry crop is
said to be excellent. The bushes hang full,
and If the weather is favorable the yield
viii be equal 70 any for the past ten years.
The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1889-07-05

When Bahy was sick. we gave her castoria.
When she was a Child. she cried fortsastoria.
When she became Miss. she chung TO easroria.
When she had Children. she gave them castoris.
The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1889-07-05
PATENT MEDICINES

Webrobose to KEEP a Sk06k Of
aHMe s4z1zo1s PyQbr7etary Nett
zines that there is any Aen1a1za
for, and ao1H, from time to time,
add To orr siock all s7fch that may
be eugAn1ea fer. NE amer a
Price list and can Iu5wash any
b1ocwuble articles IN this line
at abont tie same o0e,uge.of Prize
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found that he owed the man he borrowed

found that he owed the man he borrowed
the money from to do it about eigh
hundred dollars. Arthur was but
young, poor and struggling artist. and
he knew it would be years before hi
could paint lot of big war pictures and
take them to Russia to exhibit. But he
loved Amelia better than his own life
and Amelia loved Arthur,
It was Christmas Eve. As the weary
landlord pounded at Arthur's door that
poor but undoubted genius went down
the fire-escape. Bright lights glowing
hearths-good cheer-holly-peace OF
Observation-Disclosures all that
sort of thing. (Ten pages of manuscript
suppressed by the authorities at this
point.)
Arthur was going to ask old Dollingel
for Amelia. When he reached the house
he touched the electric button. Jeames,
in livery, responded. He was shown
into the library, where Dollinger, cold
calm, calculating, stood before the fire.
''Mr Dollinger," said Arthur, in a
firm voice, Il came to ask you for your
daughters hand in marriage"
''Sir!" Numbered the father, ''sir, how
dare you? You, unknown; you, beg
gar; you, an artist! Leave the house
Go! or I'll call the policer'
But your daughter has given her con-
sent" pleaded Arthur.
''That makes not the slightest differ
ence," replied the old gentleman. grow
ing purple in the face. $50 this instant,
or my men shall throw you out!'
81 take it, then" returned Arthur, as
his thin lip curled bitterly, shat you
are opposed to the match?"
''Insolent puppy!" roared the old man,
while the veins stood out on his neck
and forehead; "begone this instant, or
will hurl you through the window! But
stay one moment! Come back when you
have one million in cash and possibly
1 may consider your suit. Now co."
Dent sit up for me tonight" said
Arthur, as he turned away stunned and
crushed.
eff Arthur goes, I 60, toO!" cried a
wild, agonized voice. Amelia rushed in
and hung about Arthur's neck, while he
showered great, warm kisses on her lips
and forehead.
$50, both of your fairly beloved the
old man, with face vivid purple and
veins almost bursting. ''Never darken
my door again"
Eyes, go, and never show your faces
here again!" cried Mrs. Louise Kill Won
Kull Dollinger-Dollinger, sweeping in.
They turned, with arms twined about
each others necks. and passed into the
hall. Here Arthur by mistake took a
fine black silk umbrella instead of his
own red-white-and-blue campaign affair,
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ing when a young man and laid up moro.
However, cleaned you out and l don't
know what more could do Could YOU
let me have that two hundred tonight
that I had to spend to sell you the
mine%
''Sir!" Numbered Dollinger.
s'Beggar!' Numbered Arthur.
"What do you mean?" howled Dollin-
ger.
''Insolent puppyw howled Arthur.
'.Answer mew
leave my housed"
''Stop.'
. ''Gitr'
Dollinger sank down in a paroxysm
OF rage. Mrs. Louise Kill Won Kull
Observation-Disclosures tainted.
''You mustn't be cruel with papa
said Amelia, with smile.
''That's So" said Arthur. 81 never
thought of that. OF course we mustn't
be cruel. What shall we do with him,
though?"
''He might remain with us as coach
man, couldn't he, dear?"
Good idea," said Arthur. s'John," he
added, as he turned toward his father
in-law, ''you are coachman now. Turn
down the tops of your boots and 60 out
to the barn and see if the horses don't
want some more hay"
Dollinger lowered his head and COM
piled.
1t was happy, happy Christmas
rather more so for Arthur and Amelia
than for the old gentleman.-Fred II.
Carruth, in n. Y. Tribune.
The Globe-republican., 1889-12-18

Crawford, an agent for Q Pittsburgh CON-
Germ, paid the four lucky owners Of the new
md ahve-thousand- dollar bonus and started
East with hundred pound lump Of the
ore Within thirty days he returned,
paid the price placed on the
property by the discoveries, Sl.5, 600. and
the wonderful Yankee Grip Nine became
the property, virtually, Of the Standard Oil
Company. Then each Of the four fortunate
prospectors pocketed his 81 80 and went
back East
Dietleif started for Germany to see his
parents. On the ship going over he made
the acquaintance Of pretty German frau
lein. When the fatherland was reached the
twain were made one, and Gus soon re-
turned with his bride to Pueblo, where he
sun resides, one Of its most solid citizens.
Lang went no further than Nebraska, for
there dwelt the sweetheart for whom he
nao christened the ElnOra claim. Their low
ing hearts were speedily united, and out Of
ms comfortable little fortune he purchased
fne farm at lndianola.
Johnny Robinson went direct to New
YORK, and At once proceeded to get
married and locate with his Yankee bride
on . farm In New Jersey.
Stalwart Andy 4eldrlm, the grub stalker,
went to Canada, but returned in 1883 to
Colorado and bought q ranch at Delta.
There, at her fathers place, he hrst saw
lovely Polly Bond. Polly was seventeen, a
beauty. fascinating in manner, dashinS
In style, and reputed rich: but she was
uneducated, had temper Of her own, and
the only visible accomplishment she pos
sessed was that of spending money Her
father had made . snug little fortune in
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CHRISTMAS,
We Do Well to Make of 1t a Festal Day
and Day of Gifts.

We Do Well to Make of 1t a Festal Day
and a Day of Gifts.
What were the darkness of world
that had no Christmas birth? Think of
Christless world, one with no knowl-
edge of future life, no assurance of
immortality. What is the darkness and
the pain of a soul feeling after God and
hope and ever cropping in vain? Read
an old philosopher encouraging himself
to believe that future life is likely be-
cause we have "reminiscences of pre-
vious life, or a modern philosopher in
his last years ending his essay on The
ism with the conclusion that the evil
dence for God slightly predominates
over the evidence against His existence,
but that there is no sufficient indication
that He is wholly good. Because we
have the birth in Bethlehem and the
resurrection from the sepulcher of 10
seph we have no fear of the grave. Its
sting is removed; its victory is gone.
We know in whom we have believed, and
that He will keep what we have intrust-
ed to Him until His great day.
We do we'll to make this festal day a
day of gifts. Christ was Gods great Gift
to man. 1t was when Paul was urging
his readers to give gifts to others that
he burst out with that exclamation
which should be their lOftiest example
as it was their dearest joy: Thanks be
unto God for His unspeakable gift!" AS
much as to say: If the Father God could
give to us the life OF His own well-be-
loved Son, what is there that we can not
give to our brethren in their need? The
word still holds good in these latter
Christmas days; if God could bestow
such priceless gift on US, we surely
can give our lesser gifts to Him and to
His children in their need, and to our
own dear ones, as pledges of our lesser
and finite love.
So let the feast and the gifts recall
the day of JOY when the angels and the
stars sang the gladdest day of all
earth's history. Let the children come
from the chimney corner with their
stockings filed with toys, to rejoice be-
cause Jesus came and therein blessed
little children. Let the tables be
lOaOeU VIII tHe lrultS VI tue year, dnu
households gather around them and
thank God for the Gift of all gifts. And
before the day is over read again the
story of the wondrous birth and recite
the simple lines: ''While shepherds
watched their flocks by night" which
any child can understand, and then let
the elders read Millions grandest, most
majestic "Hymn to the Nativity" and
end the day with thanks to Him whose
Father-love gave humanity the Gift
n. Y. Independent.
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The Christmas Spirit.

After all, it is not gifts Of gold and
pearls and diamonds, of furs and lace
and costly pictures, of checks and
purses that maintain the Christmas
spirit; for the little pin-cushion made
by child's hands has been known to be
of more value than all of these put to-
gether and to afford more cheer and sat
isfaction and Christmas joy; the pebble,
pressed leaf, are as precious when given
and accepted with love; it is not the ring
ing of the church bell, sweet as the sound
is over the crisp snow and in the early
starlit darkness, for far away in remote
frontier clearings, where the sound Of
the church-going bell is unknown, the
Christmas spirit and the Christmas joy
are felt; it is not the hanging up OF
holly and of pine, for Christmas is
Christmas still among blooming orange
groves and in the midst of trOp-
ical seas; it takes, in fact, none of
the customs in vogue among our
ancestors or know even to our child
hood to give the day its own sweetness.
1t is the acknowledgment of the beauty
and holiness of that character which
the day commentaries, and the wish, If
not indeed the endeavor, to do some OF
the same work as that which has been
wrought by this beauty and holiness in
all of nearly two thousand years, which
gives the day its own power, its own
loneliness. Wherever we are. at the
North pole or at the equator, in poverty
or in wealth, in palace or prison, it
is possible that Christmas shall be day
of Joy to US, and possible that we may
make it day of JOY to others; that we
may show. in our own feeble part OF the
showing, that we ourselves were in
cluded in the meaning of the song the
herald angels sang, and that we have
accepted our share of the blessed
burden of carrying the message OF good
will to all the earth.-Harper's Bazaar.
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GO, BOTH OF your

and they went out past the griffins and
down the stone steps, while the great
white snowflakes settled down upon
them with soft. plying touch.
Five minutes later they mounted the
steps of the Twenty-eighth-s treet sta
ton of the Sixth avenue elevated.
Dropping two red theater checks into
the chopper-box, Arthur passed on to the
platform followed closely by Amelia,
gateman pumped the checks.
Love-" whispered Arthur, as he
pressed her little hand in his, Glove. we
will seek Rev. Mr.. Tyemup; he shall
make us one and I'll paint him picture
for his fee.''
A train dashed up. "Harlmr' shouted
the man who had alleged his machine
to eat the theater checks. Quickly
Amelia stepped on. Guard No. 14,S74
yanked the bell-rope viciously. slammed
the gate in Arthur's face and the train
shot away.
Il shall never see her again. cried
Arthur, Keeling away. ''She is gone
from me-lost in New swallowed
up in the shadows of great city,
With wild shrek he fell on the plat.
form. The gateman tossed him over the
railing to the street below. There they
gathered him up and took him to the
Seventeenth Precinct police station.
Nearly three years had rolled away.
During all this time Dollinger had not
heard one word of his daughter or Ar
thur Graves. He knew nothing of their
whereabouts. But he was still the same
cold, naughty, proud Dollinger. He
still scorned to buy chestnuts of the man
on the corner or give the faintest tip on
the stock market to his footman. The
same coachman, wearing the same boots,
drove him away at the same hour, in the
same carriage, drawn by the same
horses, with the same straining evil
dence that they had mislaid their
tails somewhere in England. Dollinger
was the same, only perhaps little cold
er, little harder, little more calcu-
lating.
One day he was sitting in his Office
looking over the mail when he came to
letter from a man named c. II. Har-
vey, who lived in Colorado and had a
little mining scheme. 1t struck Dol
linger as being good thing, and he
wrote to the man about it. Harvey sent
long letter in reply, saying that he had
the biggest gold mine in Colorado, and
he wanted to sell it cheap, because he
didn't have the capital to work it. Dol
linger concluded to 60 out to Rainbow
City. where the mine was located, and
see about it.
The man Harvey, who was quite
pleasant appearing and wore a full beard,
met him at the station and took him di-
rectly to his mine, which was on the out
skirts of town 1t was only hole in
the ground, with . rope and windless
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DIETLEIF ABANpoNs ROBINSON.

DlEILEiF ABASDONS ROBiNSON.
srestaurant in Leadville, but had lost every
thing except the ranch in the great Lead
vile bank failure. This was not generally
known, however. On the other hand Polly
believed Andy to be the owner of a II oulous
fortune instead Of the modest amount he
really possessed. He was not the ideal
hero OF a young girl, for, though six feet IN
height, slender and well-formed, he was
nearly forty years old and plain in face and
manner. But her parents favored the
match, Polly herself was inordinately fond
OF money, and elaborate preparations were
soon under way for their marriage.
The bride-elect went to Denver with her
pockets full of money to select her outfit
On this expedition she lost in cash the
trifiing sum of seven hundred dollars, and
while returning to Delta missed seal coat
for which she had just paid six hundred
dollars. But trifles like these did not annoy
Polly, and Andy was too much infatuated to
be troubled by any thing so long as Polly
remained true to him. So, one month after
their first meeting, Andy and Polly Bond
were married.
The wedding trip was to Pittsburgh.
They came back to Colorado, to Ouray, and
Immediately Mrs. Bond discovered that
Polly must accompany her on trip to San
Francisco. Andy, up in the mountains
busy with his mines, was willing that his
young bride should amuse herself, and
readily gave his consent. He did not know
that in San Francisco was handsome
Charley Mitchell, the pu8iEst, who had
been Polly's sweetheart long before her
husband had ever seen her face.
While Polly was enjoying this visit the
Custom Mine was sold to good advantage
and Andy made q second pile. He gener-
ously made his wife q birthday present on
her return Of his ranch, property valued
at some 315,OOO In q few months change
Of residence to Denver followed and the
erection Of a costly home, and this, too, was
presented to Polly. Two weeks later Charlie
Mitchell stepped of train at Denver
while on his way to California after a trip
to England. Then Polly Meldrum left her
adorlng, indulGent husband, and, with all
the assurance in the world, applied for d.
vorce and alimony on the ground OF cruelty.
She had done very well from financial
stand point; she owned q fine ranch, a S2O,
600 residence in Denver, and had spent
some $4,000 or 81, 600 during her brief con-
jugal experience. Through the Intervention
Of some Of Andy's friends she was pre-
vailed upon to reconvey to him the title OF
the ranch on condition that he should enter
no opposition to her divorce suit. She be-
lieved she held the matter in her hand; but
when the suit came on for q hearing it was
thrown out Of court At the next
term there was handed down a re-
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valley and that fall located three claims,
tav, for Gus Dietleif, and the Elnora, for
Lang's sweetheart.
There was game in the Red Mountain
country in those days; the explosion of
dynamite and giant powder had not fright
ened all the wild creatures from
their ancestral haunts, and the deer,
antelope and dangerous bear fur
nished important additions to the log
cabin men. Consequently the hunting ex-
petitions were Of NO small interest.
Dietleif and Robinson started out one day,
being short of meat. The game was un-
accountably shy. Up the sides of gulches,
down precipitous cliffs, along the beds Of
the mountain torrents, the hungry COM
pany travelled, at last getting up to a small
buck Robinson fired but missed; Dietleif
followed with a shot that brought the
creature down. He went after the carcass
and returned to find Robinson reclining on
the ground exhausted and i'll. The long,
hard tramp had proved too much for him.
Dietleif waited some little tine for his COM
rade's recovery, but he grew worse instead
of better.
you'd better 20 on, Gus" Robinson
and the other boys want the meat"
So Dietleif proceeded with his venison
toward the cabin, leaving poor Robinson to
battle alone as best he could. It would not
have been the first time that he had lain
with but the chill mountain air for cover
ing through all the long, dreary, lonely
night.
But as he lay stretched out, helpless and
suffering, the hand that he threw out list
lessly fell on q small fragment OF rock. He
lifted it mechanically, with the instinct of .
prospector, and noticed that it was un-
usually heavy. He broke it on the rocky
bed on which he lay, and then sprang in ex-
element to his feet, his illness entirely for
gotten, for that bit Of rock was piece Of
solid Galena, rich with silver. He exam
ined the spot where it lay and found it to be
a great mass, ten feet square, like the small
piece he had broken.
ssGod bless my Yankee girl" exclaimed
Robinson. ''How she will be pleased when
abe hears that have succeeded at last"
And so the mine was christened.
Robinson dragged himself to the cabin.
hut scarcely to sleep. The Lext morning he
came back and staked out the claim. When
the NINE was started it was cut, floor,
breast and sides, out Of solid Gaiena- 1t was
a paving mine from the grass roots.
The news few. No one could tell how it
went. but Il caused at once the greatest ex-
element ever known in Western Colorado.
Men came from East and West, from North
and South. even from Mexico. The tents OF
two or three thousand prospectors were
pitched in the Red Mountain valley. George
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DOLLINGER BECOMES COACHMAN TO HIS
SON-IN-LAW.
Dollinger sitting on the sofa, with his
wife near.
by heavens.' cried Dollinger, ''the
beggar artist and my undutiful daugh-
ter! Leave my house instantly" and
his face began to grow purple again.
"Your house?- said Arthur, inquiring-
~. "Your house?" he continued as he
took his place before the fire and Amelia
rested her hand on his shoulder. ''Your
house, my friend?" he went on, arching
his eyebrows. SIT strikes me l have
here deed for this house myself" and
he drew legal-looking paper from his
pocket.
''Are you not Arthur Graves?" cried
the old man.
That's my name," replied Arthur,
carelessly. 'For some time. however, I
have been c. H. Harvey, of Rainbow
City, Col, and on occasion Attorney
Snatchem, of the same place. You told
me not to come back till 1 had million
I've got twelve millions and would
have had more if you had been more saw
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ROBINsON's LUCKY YIND.

markable decision by Judge Halleck,
Of Denver, which attracted attention
throughout California and the West. With
out the Formally of an application from
Andrew Meldrum divorce was granted to
him, and the residence property held by
his wife returned by order Of the court.
Two months after this decision was rem
dered Charley Mitchell turned his back on
Polly, recrossed the ocean, and married the
red-cheeked English daughter Of Pony
Moore.
Polly. now without means and broken
spirited, went back with her mother TO
Leadville. She appealed the decision de-
priving her Of the Denver property to tn
Supreme Court and it is still in litigation
Andy, after receiving the gift OF his
divorce, purchased a quantity OF fine
stock and repaired TO his Delta
ranch, where he still lives But
the stalwart blacksmith, though rich
and honored, can not forget the beautiful
girl who cast him of. Although despised
and deserted by her, he declares that he
would gladly again clasp her to his heart II
she would consent to be once more his wife.
No. -.
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TWO CHRISTMASES.
How Amelia's Lover Circumvent-
ed the Old Man.

DIN K. DOL
LINGER, mill
10 ire, W a S
a cold, proud,
naughty man; he
was fond of his
family, W h ich
had come to this
country W b e n
t he lurking
ava ge" Of
which the his
tOrian so de-
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HUSBAND Coming home from church)
-'You seemed unusually thoughtful
during the sermon, my dear. was inn
pressed, too. There seemed to be some
thing genuine about it." Wife-"Weu,
there isn't. I'm perfectly sure it's only
seal plush, for all Mrs. Veneer gives her
self such airs over it."-HarperS Bazas.