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FOR SALE

FOR SALE CnEAP-A small house and
some furniture, ON Fourteenth street
near Knox. Apply 10 Alexander 4 Stuart,
or at the house OF +. : Miller.
EOk sALE-One hundred feet square. block
no. corner Fifteenth and Larahee
East = lot {, block a., Mckenzie street
Blight lots Happy Valley addition
-Four lots, Difenbacher addition
Eleven lots, Allen Swartout addition.
Lot T. block ~. Mills street
. VIII he sold at bargain. Col. NJ J.
Iloherty, Harris street. between Tenth and
Eleventh streets.
FOR SALE-Cheap, the Empire House. c
street, Nhatcom; one OF the best paving
houses on the bay; n beds; everything In
complete running order. Apply to J. A.
Ryan, proprietor.
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is nov in Full OPERATION
Prepared quote prices and furnish the trade with all kinds of
Lumber including
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Fairhaven, Blaine and seattle

I, from seattle Mon. Nv for seattle Mon
wed, Fri. 1917 y. ~. Mcd.N Fri. S:an n M
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HERArpven and San Francisco

~ 'rhigan and Cosmopolis leave Port
at 'irhaven four to six DAYS apnrt
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hI from seattle Tues. Nv seattle Mon. Wed
! sur at l;Sa m. Wed. Il Fri. li;00p.m
Thur < sun s.,H
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PROFESSIONAL

A II. MORRISON. LAWYER. PRACTICES
~ all courts ana before the United
States land Office. Elk street. near Holly.
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Fairhaven and Port Townsend


hr from ~ townsend Lv for IT. Townsend
Luz. ues' lhuf' sun. Tues Thur. 4 sun
t'W ~ 1;l5 p. IN.
AT AT y; townsend Ly Pt Townsend Mon
huss. lhuf. sun Wed. 4 sat. ~ night
Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-12-26

burned. The child, however, was safe
in q neighbours cabin. The woman
had walked and carried her children q
distance of twelve miles.
With all possible haste she managed
to secure canvas-covered wagon, a
mule to draw it, a few other necessary
articles and little food.
In this wagon she slowly made her
way to her old home in Southern llli-
nois, where she placed her children in
the homes of old friends. Then her
exhausted vitality entirely collapsed,
and she died Of sorrow and broken
heart, but in the consciousness that
she had done everything possible to
provide for her children.
The twins grew and flourished, but
not until they had nearly reached their
majority did they know that they were
brothers. Both are now in the Indian
Territory, one in business, the other
Moravian missionary. I have been
unable to learn the fate of the girl.
The history of bushwhackine
abounds in such sad and exciting in
cidents as this. In the abundance of
war memories that find their way into
print it is strange we do not see more
bushwhacking experiences.
GENEVA, Ill.
Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-12-26
and rolling the rest up locked them in
his desk. Then with Willis help, he was

soon ready to go out.
"You go, too, WILL" said Becky. seeing
the old man could not be dissuaded from
going: "and if anything happens come
right back and let us know"
In half an hour Uncle Darby came
back again, with Will drawing hand
sled on which a huge turkey with half
a dozen paper-covered parcels was tied
Uncle Darby said not word, but went
straight to the desk, and putting the
roll CT bank bills in his pocket turned to
go out again.
"Where now, Uncle Darby?" asked
Becky, her eyes wide open with wonder
ment.
"To Horizons to pay him off. Roast
the turkey and make a pudding, Becky.
l shall eat Christmas dinner a free man
once more"
"Then the money is good. What made
the man give it to you?"
cts the Lords doings, Becky. We
don't understand His ways" answered
Uncle Darby, earnestly and soemnly.
The heavy debt that had troubled
Uncle Darby SO sorely for years was
/ paid at last. The china set and the cut
glass and silver spoons had been brought
out from the dark closet, and the din
of Becky, was pronounced ready at last
when, just as all were in readiness, the
older ones were thrown into the widest
excitement by the appearance of theil
| lodger of the previous night. He drove
up in sleigh drawn by pair of reek
| ing horses. But he was not alone-a
lady and two children were with him
aHe has come for the money"
aHe never meant to give it to you
Uncle Darby" said Becky. .wringing hel
hands and falling back to her husband.
side.
soh! what will become of me?'
moaned Uncle Darby, as he sank dow1
heavily in his chair, pale and horror
stricken. And he sat there staring
blankly at the door when the stranger
entered it.
.Father, twenty-five years ago lcf
you and cloud settled over your merr,
Christmas time. l have returned II
make this Christmas Day and you
whole life happy"
Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-12-26
yyhat She Wantel.

"What does my little girl want me to
give her for q Christmas offering?" he
asked, as he held her hand, on the door,
step.
"Oh, anything, darling" she replied
softly and sweetly. at makes no differ
cnce to me how simple the gift is; care
only for some little token of your re-
membrance of me-.
"My own darling!" he said in tone Of
evident relief, and as he kissed her and
won't on his homeward way she MUIR
INJURED between her set teeth:
"Now l just wonder if that fellow will
have the gall to send me anything less
than pearl set! / had hoped for a soil
taire ring, but doubt if get it! If he
should send me nothing but picture
cardin ai
Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-12-26

dren. A typical incident of this kind
happened in the Indian Territory.
A Moravian missionary, who had
removed there from Illinois shortly
before the war, was one day attacked
by party of bloodthirsty bushwhaek-
ers.
They easily overpowered him and
took captive his entire family, which
consisted of wife, little daughter,
and twin boys about year old.
The bushwhackers blindfolded the
wife and carried her and the twins on
horseback through miles Of woods and
finally left them in an old deserted log
cabin. When the woman freed herself
from her bonds, and took the bandage
from her eyes, the awfulness Of her sit
uation almost overcame her. If she
remained where she was starvation
was certain. The place was utterly
strange to her, and the locality
abounded not only in wild beasts but
in the more savage bushwhackers.
But the plucky woman quickly de-
termined to do the only thing that she
could do-try to find her way to some
Inhabited cabin.
Taking child under each arm, the
brave woman started out through the
woods. Thus incnmbered, hour after
hour she pushed on, almost ready to
sink to the earth from exhaustion.
Finally she came to landmarks that
looked familiar. This revived her, and
she almost dared to hope that she
Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-12-26

ting around the brood hearth, was
group of brown-haired children, Will
in the corner. in high-backed chair, sa
an old man. This was Uncle Darby, u
everybody called him.
And these were his grandchildren
come to spend the merry Christmas tim,
at the old homestead, because, as littl,
Amy expressed it, Santa Claus Away!
brought them nicer presents at Chest
nut Ridge than in their own little homo
in the city, because the chimney was 81
large and nice to come down in.
"Please, gran pa, tell us a story" II
was little Amy's voice that spoke, and
she stole around and laid her curly head
on his arm.
"Tell us about Uncle Charley" cried
Freddie.
The old man sighed again-then tear
after tear coursed down his furrowed
cheeks.
Charley was always good boy, and
can't help it when think of him"
"How long is it, gran pa, since he went
away?"
TWENTY-FIVE years tonight" And the
white head was bowed again, but only
for minute.
"He was about your age, Will. Your
father was away learning his trade, and
Charley and We're all alone His mother
died when he was baby.
at was very lonesome here, and I
thought was making Charley happier
when brought him new mother. But
they did not take to each other. Still, l
never thought he was unhappy when he
used to sit, evening after evening, just
where Freddie is now, looking into the
fire, and never speaking. But l know it
all now.
"Hc thought nobody loved him. He
thought the old father cared for nobody
but his young wife So he ran away one
might when the wind was bowling and
the snow falling, just as it is tonight.
"He left letter for me to tell me why
he went away, and that was all. Ever
since his stcpmother died I've been hop
ing more than ever that he would come
back. But he must be dead"
Suddenly there came. a rap at the
door, and Uncle Darby's trembling voice
answered.:
"Come in"
And a man, muffled up in oyercoat and
FUR collar, entered the room, and stood,
: shaking the snow from his fur cap, while
he asked if he could be furnished supper
and lodging for the night.
81 reckon so, stranger. Come up to
the fire." said Uncle Darby.
Then he called out to the housekeeper:
Becky, here's man wanting bite
to cat"
aSome miserable codger that amt fit
to be put into bed, I'll warrant" NUT
tered the housekeepcr.
But instead of "codger," she met a
well-dressed, fine-looking man. So she
beat a hasty retreat to the kitchen. car
rying with her the bowl of milk and
bread she had brought, and returned, in
stead, with substantial supper. which
she placed, with q deferential courtesy,
before the stranger.
He rose after he had finished, saying:
"I'll not trouble you for bed. A
sailor can sleep soundly anywhere. Sc
Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-12-26
Christmas Greens.

The best thing for the 4O-year-old
maiden to give her dilatory lover is o
hint.-Puck.
Two ladies shopping: aWhat shall we
buy George for Christmas?"
II don't know; something useful, how
ever"
''That's just what think.
And then, after three or four hours
hard work for the salesmam they pur-
chase a penwiper done in MORE antique
with lace trimmings and Il mother-of-
pearl Observation-Disclosures Transcript.
"This," said Mr.. Pater Famiias,
searching in vain for nickel, "is the
shortest day in the year"
"Why, my DEAR" corrected his wife,
"the almanac says the 21st of December
was the shortest day."
"The almanac may say so; but my
pocketbook says the Goth of December
is the shortest day. And it is so. -
NOrristolCn Herald.
Marian-What do you think of Mr..
Derby, Gladys?
Gladys-Hc seems TO be u very agree.
able young man.
Marian-Well, didn't like him bit.
Gladys-Why not?
Marian-Why. we stood under the
mistletoe together for full five minutes
this evening, and he didn't-well, hi
didn't, that's all.-HGrper's Bazdr
Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-12-26
With the first faint light Of the CHRIST

With the first faint light of the Christ.
mas morn Will crept down stairs, and
after scraping together the embers, he
emptied the contents of his stocking OH
the floor. Then came the other children,
and in the midst OF their eager hustle to
get to the bottom. Uncle Darby made his
appearance, wishing them all merry
Christmas
The children did seem disappointed,
and the old man. who had done his best
to please, looked grieved, until Will,
from the toe of his stocking, drew forth
q silver dollar.
Then, for the first time, thought was
given to the stranger. Tho children did
not think of him even yet. They were
! busy exploring the depths of each pair
of stockings to find bright new dollar
in each.
"He knew we wouldn't take any pay,
so he put it there" thought Uncle Dar-
by, as he walked around to the lounge
to ask the stranger if he had rested
we'll.
But the lounge was unoccupied The
stranger had vanished.
swell, / never!" exclaimed Becky.
"What possessed him to go off in the
night, as though he stole something?"
Gle looked like an honest man." said
Uncle Darby. as he sat down by the fire
i'll his stocking feet
When breakfast was ready Becky
brought him the family Bible, and with
little Amy standing by his side, Uncle
Darby read a chapter from its pages,
and with her kneeling beside him he
offered up the simple morning prayer.
After the brcakfast--plain and coarse
for Christmas mornng-had been par
taken of. Uncle Darby took his place in
the corner and called for his Shoes
They We're under the lounge, and Fred
die ran to get them.
ooh, granpa! n'pa. they're chuck
full of money!"
And, sure enough, they were. Bright,
crisp bills fresh from the bank.
"Don't touch it, Uncle Darby" said
Becky: cts countcfcit. Somebody's
plottin' to ruin you," and her husband,
who just then came in from the barn,
rc-echocd her words.
81 might just stepdown and show some
of it to Stiles. He'll KNOW" said Uncle
Darby.
"Ycs. and have you rested for tryin'
to pass counterfeit money"
Uncle Darby took the money out, note
Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-12-26
A Christmas Frieze.

Single leaves with Florida moss make
a very nice frieze. Get up on step
ladder and make an irregular fringe Of
moss all around the room. Take ferns
of all tints, and make large, round
lunches. Put these at regular spaces;
then take a spool of cotton and single
leaves and ferns and fasten them into
long garlands, with slip-knot around
each stem.
Do not join them closely or regularly.
Have some few inches apart, and select
leaves and ferns OF all kinds, shapes and
tmts. Then mount the ladder and hang
your garlands. Ii this is done artistic
ally it will look much like drift of fall
ing leaves, for the white thread won't
show, of course, and the leaves will look
as if falling i'm mid-air.
If you have lace or muslin curtains,
fasten small branches of light leaves or
fern downward on one curtain. This
arrangement is pretticst in aroom where
there are no pictures.
Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-12-26

might find her home, husband, and
daughter again.
But she had only gone a few rods
farther when she came upon her hus-
bands hat, which she knew beyond q
paradventure.
A little beyond was a small stream.
She crossed, and there found the re-
mains of her husband, torn and
mangled by the wild hogs that infest
the woods in droves.
Crushed with despair she still
pressed on toward her desolate home.
fearful that she might find there the
body of her little girl.
But she did not, for the house was
Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-12-26

arranging his toilet, and among ot Vas
1nings was standing on his head and
performing other acrobatic feats. He
mad one stocking on and the other in
MS nand, and as one of the bows sat
down by him he held it under his nose
ana wanted to know if he didn't thinlr
It smelled like cologne. The stencil Of
1t nearly took away the bows breath =
and In his frantic effort to get It away
from his nose he struck r. w;tI
such force that it was sent into the mid.
die OF the tent and fel. into our kettle
OF warm coffee. An army sock no az r
remember, was at no time thing Of
beauty, and it may have afforded COM
Tort sometime to some men, but I can
raise my right hand and solemniv
swear that at no time did I find any
comfort 1T, and never could SEQ anv
redeeming qualities. When It has
been worn two or three weeks without
washing it has less attraction than = hen
it first enlisted. What it lacked in
other things it made up double and
triple in the way of fragrance. And
its smell haunts me even to this hour.
" GA on0 oAicAAo VI army lie CN1H one
smell will haunt me to the grave.
As I said, this perfumed army sock
fell into our coffee pot, and the re-
marks for the good Of the order. and
especially Corporal Tucker, which inn
mediately followed, were more forcible
than polite. Not man had taken his
coffee from the pail, and no more coffee
could we have that morning. Without
our coffee our meal must he made from
dry bread and cold water, 60, fishing
out the unfortunate stocking and cast
ing it out into the cold and cheerless
world, we proposed to issue the coffee
as usual, and perhaps we could drink
it. Each man took from the kettle his,
ration of one pint, and not one man
succeeded in swallowing one single
swallow. It requires considerable to
turn the stomach of soldier, but that
upset us all. I have drank water from
the mud holes from the imprints Of the
feet Of men and Of horses, from pools,
the surface of which was covered with
green scum after it had been filtered
through dead horses and dead men; /
have drank it when it has been tinged
with bload; in fact, have tried al
most everything that man ever tried
to drink, but I never drank orat 4,mpt-
ed to drink anything that went aglinst
the grain and upset me as completely
as the essence of that army sock dis
Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-12-26
In Kris Kringlc's Land.

The German Christmas has supplied
us with two of our bcst-known Christ
mas misunderstanding up stockings and
attaching gifts TO sprigs of pine, called
Christmas trees.
From the German Christmas also
come Santa Claus and Kris Kringlc The
latter is a corruption of Christ Kindlin,
or Christ child, of whom they have the
beautiful fable that with His own hands
He places Christmas toys and swectmeats
in the stockings of good children. while
those of bad ones receive nothing but a
small birch rod. placed in them by one
Felsnichol-litcrally "Nicholas with the
fur" that, is, St. Nicholas dressed in
fur
1t is rare sight in German house.
hold on Christmas morning to see tho
expression of abject misery on the face
of some poor little wight, who, having
been disobedient or otherwise naughty
on Christmas eve, finds only birch rod
in his stocking, instead of bon bons and
playthings. Tho dread of getting the
rod from old Pelsnichol on Christmas
keeps many German child in order all
the wear
Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-12-26
AT SOLDIERS HOME.
BY c. l.. BErrs.

What, Pete Halves! I'm glad to see yor
Stand around, Pete, near the light!
Just the same as when faced you,
Old Pete Halves, at Shiloh fight!
You came charging up with Longstreet,
We with Wallace kept the hill
Say, old reb, my ancient crony,
Wasn't that frightful mill!
Member, Pete, you'd lost your shake.
How you putfed as on you came.
just as I have often seen you,
When ut school, in many a game;
With your face as red as fury
And your hair not dressed to kill.
You came at me with the bay net
And you thrust it with u will!
You remember prisoners base, lad?
There learned trick or two
Though lodged that tarnal bayonct,
Precious near 1t run me through!
Sakesl it was q squeak! my bayonet
/ jerked back as quick as light
If I'd rammed it through your gizzard,
Blamed If 'twouldn't served YOU right
But like flash o. lightnin' DER me
Came the thoughts OF schoolboy days,
How we used to fight, play hockey,
Bob for cells, smoke pipes and laze,
And hadn't heart to do it.
Rammed the butt end in your breast.
And you tumblcd down the earthwork,
Went to bed already drcst.
Nine times up the hill like tigers,
Charge on charge. you rebels came,
And we drove you down as many
Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-12-26

did not become chronic-that was the
worst of lit was intensely acute, as
were some of the consequences to the
victims. The first recipient of box
was o prince; the next half-do con-
stituted select aristocracy after that
it was pure democracy.
The boxes were generally expected,
for they had been heralded by letter.
Then the teamster was besieged every
time he showed his head in camp. But
sometimes he had a sweet revenge.
When an irascible warrior had waited
three weeks, had thumbed his letter
into tatters, had worked himself into q
fever of anxiety, and had desperately
prophesied twenty times day that
everything in the box would be
spoiled-then it happened, in more
than one instance. that just as the
victim of the box fever was marching
out of camp for twenty-four hours
picket duty, the. harried driver would
announce, in sweetest tones:
There is box of comfort for you. {"
What was previous pain was subse-
quent torment. The twenty four hours
we're considerably more than a week
in passing; and the anxious recipient
ate up at least o dozen boxes in antici-
patton, and vowed terrible vengeance
on any man who should NEEDLE with
that box.
When at last he did got back to
camp, he spent two perspiring hours
getting into the box; for the folks at
home had built it after the pattern of
burglar-proof safe, and he had no
Ratchet. and couldn't borrow one, al
though there were dozen Lying about
only yesterday.
Finally he begins his explorations !;
and as reminder, memento and token
from those whom he at times despairs
of seeing again on earth appear one
by one, labeled SO tenderly, his COM
rades suddenly busy themselves over
their hunks, guns, or aeeouterments !;
and they don't see his tears, for if they
did their own eyes would be dim.
He gladly exhibits the articles OF
clothing and some Of his trinkets. but
the prondest Yankee never exposes to
his comrades all there is in that box.
He is doubtless generous fellow but
while every inmate of the tent gets
many relish, there are some things
too precious to be shared, even with
his bunk-chum.
When he puts that box cover on his
knees. and spreads the table of tenn
porary prince, he sups with those who,
3 Thousand miles away, keep his plate
and chair waiting at the family board.
1t was safe to presume that no man
was fit for duty who had an attack OF
the box. He talked box. ate box.
dreamed box, and between whiles he
fixed his box in twenty different loca-
tions.
If anybody imagines that this con.
duct borders on the puerile, let him
enlist for three years. build his virte,
stockade in Virginia mud, and be Ne,
minded every few hours that tho press,
ure Of G Confederate bullet is much
more imminent than the pressure d
his mothers hand; that the caress o,
Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-12-26

Our boys blood is up and game!
Thunder! how our rifles ratified,
How you tumbled by the score;
That blow saved your life. my hearty!
Guess you'd seen the other shore.
When you rebs got tired of mauling,
Left us masters of the field,
There found you. Pete, a-lying
Like Roman on his shield,
With three dead men piled above you,
Tother one a-'neath your head;
Twas curious kiad Of cover,
Fine old bolster for your bed!
Well, I fished you out quite dazed like,
With no lightnfn' in your eyes;
Pour'd you down n horn o. brandy,
Drove away the pesky flies;
Then l found two ribs were broken
Didn't mean to hit SO rough.
But when men for life is strikin'
They're most sure to strike enough.
But you can't say, Pete, old Teller.
That didn't treat you square,
Though they might q used you roughish
In the prison over there.
Twice, my boy, sent tobacco
With some chaps was goin' back;
'Twasn't much, but was thinkin'd
Keep your wits from gettin' slack.
And I see you live and clipper,
Like q rooster after corn;
/, you see. was not so lucky.
fell sick, got badly worn:
And see you notice, Peter,
Eve three legs instead a. two:
Them's my crutches in the corners,
Han'some pegs they are to view.
How'd 1 lose it? Oh, at Lookout
Knocked off by cannon ball.
Then they sent mo here. I've been her,
These ten years, come late in fall.
But now sit We down, old hearty!
Smoke your pipe and drink your cam!
! was Blue and you was Gray, boy,
But we're both yet solid men!
A 8ushwhaclkinx Incident.