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Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-03-29

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me tell you, II you are in your right
senses, you III never bring tears TO her
eyes or chase the bloom from her cheek
any more than you'd try to fly 10 the
stars. If could get your eyes open you ID
no more serve the devil. / can find hum
dreds and hundreds, IL their eyes were
opened to sense and reason, who would
Quit the DEVILS service short off. Oh,
God, open their eyes and their hearts.
Ism I this good time to get up strike
on the devil2 We're here to help you,
and you can succeed. That's good sense.
ssNow, why is 1t the devil 3 servants
are so numerous? I'll tell you the secret
of his success. I'm tell you, because l
know. I've been there myself. These
innocent preachers who don & know any
thing about sin can come up to the line
aud preach over at you. But know.
There ism e hill or valley in all OF Sin .
broad land but we been over it. That 8
why / know. When see tree
with hole in It at the bottom. 1 know
it's rabbits, but IL the hole is up high l
know It's squirrels. / can tell what the
game is every time, and the majority are
rabbits. Any man who will 60 into q
saloon is the commoness kind of rabbit :.
know 'em, have freed 'sms been freed
too! Know what the matter L.. All
that's good, and right. and pure Ia on
Gods side, and ell that's had, and
mean, and foul II on the devil g
side. Yet he gets servants ]
Whit Because he beguiles you
and gives you the best things FIRST
then robs you of all you ever had. God
Gives you the worst things fret then adds
ali the glories of earth aud heaven. There
was never point in my life when the
devil didn't take back everything be
gave and like the apples OF Sodom every
thing turned to ashes in my hand. In
the Christian = life the drst thing Is re-
pentenee, the bitter cup. But then
comes the cup OF regeneration glorious
Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-03-29

''Now, my child, have given yen doiiar'
with which to buy me bottle OF HOOD 5 : arsa-
parilIa. Be sure to get Hoods. Do not take
ANYTHING else. You remember it is the me6i-
cine which did mamma so much good year ago
my favorite spring medicine"
us it 100 Doses one dollar Mamma
Eyes, dear. Hoods Sarsaparilla gives full
valpe for the money, and is always reliable.'
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18
Murphy's Long Leap for Life.

John Murphy, harness maker of
Cleveland, sat up with sick friend at
Rocky river and started to walk home
next morning on the Nickel Plate track
While crossing the bridge over Rocky
river, which is ninetytwo feet above thu
water. he was overtaken by passenger
train. He shouted to the engineer and
started to run, but it was too late. The
shrek of the whistle, the roar of the train
and the trembling of the bridge caused
Murphy to become panicstricken, SO
that instead of lying down on the outer
timbers. as he might have done with
perfect safety, he leaped from the bridge
into the chasm below.
The passengers on the train and three
or four persons in the vicinity saw Muir.
ply turn over several times in his awful
fall and strike the water, which is only
six feet deep at this point, and supposed
he was killed. The keeper of the boat
house, a short distance below, pulled
rapidly to the spot, found Murphy still
struggling and hauled him into the boat
He vomited freely, but quickly recov
cred, and ON the arrival of physician
it was found that. although badly shaken
up and bruised, he had sustained no seri
GUS injury. Chicago Herald.
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18

For the benefit of those who may have
become tired of the old fashioned games
usually played at Christmas we suggest
the following;
Gather party on Christmas eve, or
early Christmas morning, and then hunt
up lot of poor people who have no
Christmas dinner and give them one.
The game can be played by any num-
Der Of persons and is warranted to make
more real enjoyment and merriment for
all who take part in it than any other
game.-New York Press.
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18
MR.. oRADY's LAST CHRISTMAS.
He Enjoyed II at Home With HIs Age.
hnttt.4F

There are 80 many ittle incidents Of his
life among IL sbirh ar. mtdp NJ of pleas
ure and pain ut this hour Weli 10 / re-
member hos b. -pcnt lis lat year's ho!i.
day s.a,on. aud the lilale sta-y he told me
OF il ~ sat ia li- uliice one morning after
New Year's
He had iii " mother in Athens
Christmas week, and be said: Il don [
think ever felt happier than when /
reached the LITTLE hone Of my boybOod
got there at night .s4e had saved supper
for me, and she had remembered all the
things liked She toasted me some cheese
over the fire Why | hadn't tasted an ythiug
like it since put OF my round jackets
And then she had some home made candy
she knew used to love; and, bless her heart
| just felt sixteen again az We sat and
talked, and she told me how she prayed
for me and thought Of me always, and
what II brightness | had been TO her life.
and how She heard me coming home in
every boy that whistled along the street.
When | went 10 bed she came and tucked
the covers all around me in the dear old
Nay that none but "A mother s hands know
and felt 50 happy, and so peaceful, aud 50
full OF tender love and tender memories that
cried happy, grateful tears until went 10
sleep"
When be finished his eye. were full Of
tears and so were mine He brushed his
hand across his brow swiftly and said
laughingly: why, what are you crying
about2 What do you know about all this
sort Of feeliny"'-Atlanta Constitution.
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18

A<iOh W I'm hHiIo-
II. Woods went out to Bullock's ranch
recently, and from there took a hunting
trip into the mountains the next day
with his shotgun to bring down some
small game. He had not been out long
when he heard peculiar noise in the
underbrush, and after some scouting
around, large-sized mountain lioness
showed up He had only small shot in
his shells, but as soon as she came in
reach he let loose, and she took the CON
tents in her body and dashed up the
mountain.
Woods, thinking that she had mate,
located himself on rock where he could
see into the canyon, and, true enough,
in n few moments the lion appeared.
and monster at that, as large apparent
ly as John Robfnsons biggest circus
lion, and he came directly to the spot
where Woods was secreted, and when
within a few feet he got the contents of
the gun in the region of the heart. The
hon rolled down the side of the canyon a
short distance resalned his feet, and
iuade up All arroyo.
Woods followed him up and soon came
within hearing Of the lioness, which was
bowling frightfully, and all of sudden
it emerged from thicket and dashed at
him. with eyes glaring and mouth wide
open. He emptied the contents of his
shotgun into its mouth, which dazed it
for moment. Instantly he jerked out
his sheath knife and as he did so the
lioness sprang for him, but only to re-
ceive the blade of the knife into its heart,
and the fierce animal lay dead at Mr.
Woods feet as the trophy of his hunt.
He did not want any more lioness, but
made his way back to Bullocks ranch,
but not until he had taken the hide of
his lion, which is now on exhibition
Tucson Star.
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18
Entirely Dlsinteresied

"Dubr' he called at the market yester-
day morning after he had disposed of all
of his potatoes, lis there any toy store near
heref"
"Yes, sir"
Just show me the way, will your I've
got to buy few things for Christmas"
Got children"
"Yes"
Got boy as big MS me''
Just about your age"
"What are you going to buy him for
Santa CLAUSE"
Il dunno yet 1 was thinking I'd git
some sort of toy"
Say, femme give you bit Of advice
said the lad, as they walked along together.
Let toys alone Steam ingines are dan
gerous, toy mules won't kick for shuchs
and Christmas jack knives fall to pieces in n
week. If you've got boy, and you want
to tickle him most to death, I'll sell you
my roller skates for half price, cause we
amt got no place for skating this winter,
and want to sell 'em and spend it all in
cocoanut y."-Philadelphia Press.
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18

1t was on Sunday last, and Johnny's
father, to punish him, said he would send
word to Santa Claus not to bring him any
thing The small boy was rather broken
up for while, but presently he was seen
hard at work writing what looked like n
long letter.
"What are you doing'" his father asked
"I'm writing to Santa Claus, papa"
Its of no use I'll tell him not to bring
you anything"
Then the small boy brought over his
letter: Deere Sanity Clas, You NEEDN'T
bring anything to NEE this yere. hav
bin veery badd booy. But plees bring
mi good papa box of cigars and a
woody horse withe long tale, an drumm,
an a horn, and wagin, an bigg box of
candy, an annythin else you can think ov."
Exchange.
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18
Cnnnnhial Chrisimas Iari

If you hear man protesting loudly dur
ing the week against the prom scuous
slaughter Of seals you may depend upon it
that he very grudgingly bought his wife n
sealskin sack for Christmas Philadelphia
Call.
Now is about the time when the fond wife
will begin to hook change out Of her hus
bands pockets with which to buy him a
surprise Christmas present, so as to make
him believe she loves him kentucky State
journal.
People who think that Christmas is a
season of peace on earth and good will to
ward men probably never saw man Skin
mishing around at O'Clock on Christmas
eve with perturbed mind and a five dollar
bill buying presents for a wife and nine
dearly beloved children. Jour
nal.
The loving wife gave up 8 for a shaving
set as a Christmas gift for her husband
He has shaved with it just once, and now
his face looks as if he had been pitted
against Sullivan with hand gloves He will
present his wife on New Year . day with the
razor, wthwhich to pare her corns Wom-
en- have long heads. --Lowell Cltizen
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18
FAST THAI THEY MAY EAT.
Tho Pious Greeks Christmas Table and
How Uu Prepares for 1t.

The Pious Greeks Christmas Table and
How Ho Prepares for 1t.
For month before Christmas every
pious Greek has observed a rigid fast,
says IA traveller, consequently the table"
which on that day is spread in every
house, produces something akin to fes-
tivity.
My friends of the evening before
begged me to sit down and partake of
the meal that they had prepared. 1t
was somewhat of struggle to me,
must own, for | expected it would not
be served in very magnificent style.
Still, | was not prepared for what actu
ally happened.
On small round table was placed a
perfect mountain of macaroni and cheese
not such cheese as we are accustomed
to put with ours, but coarse sleeps milk
cheese, which stung my mouth like
mustard, and left a pungent taste therein
which tarried there for days. Then
there were no plates no forks, no spoons.
The master of the house had knife
with which he attacked the dish, and
the one which on ordinary occasions fell
to the mistress was now kindly placed
at my disposal, AS for the rest of the
family, they were an example of the
adage that fingers were made before
forks, and these fingers grew perceptibly
cleaner as the meal progressed.
What meal it was, indeed; as if it
were contest in gastronomic activity.
Yet it was pleasant to see the appetite
with which great and small entered into
the contest and filled their mouths to
Overlooking with the savory mass. l
was left behind in the contest, and had,
l fear, to tell many untruths concerning
my appetite and the excellence of the
dish, and great was my relief when 1t
was removed and dried fruits and nuts
took its place.
To drink we had resinated wine-that
is to say, wine which had been stored in
a key covered with resin inside, which
gives the flavor SO much relished by the
Greeks, but which is almost as unpalata-
BILE to an Englishman as beer must be to
those who drink it for the first time.
The wine, however, had the effect OF
loosening the Tongues of my friends, who
had been too busy as yet to talk, and
they told me many interesting Christ
mas tales. Exchange.
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18

1t is better to have your stocking filed
than to have to fill one.-Judge.
Fat girls fill stockings the best-Water-
loo Observer.
Don't expect to find a brown stone front
in your stocking.-Philadelph Call.
Christmas evolution - from stock to
stocking.-Goodall Sun.
a good motto for Christmas stocking
fillers-Sock ct tuum.-Pittsburg Chron
icle.
What most people will find in their
Christmas stockings - Corns. - Lowell
Courier.
The children are already hunting up the
biggest stockings that are to be found
Boston Post.
1t is more pleasure to I'LL stocking than
to hang one up.-Hartford Post.
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18
THE LEGEND OF GOLDBERG.

Still and ghastly u the moonlight
Lay the Germ IN village brown,
But appeared no human figure,
For the plague was In the town.
There had corpses laid unburied.
And whom death had CHANGED to spare
We're all hidden in the houses
From the pestilential air.
So In terror had they hidden,
Dreading night, afraid Of day,
Praying, waiting, scar :ely hoping,
For the dread to pass away
Came the snow, then morning sunshine,
Came the Christmas as Of old,
But no form moved In the village;
1t lay silent, white and cold.
Rose that morn the singer, Caspar,
From the bed where he had lain
(He alone Of all the stricken
In his home would rise AGAIN..
II alone" he thought, "sm living;
alone"-his eyes grew dim
Il alone Of all the village
May repeat the Christmas hymn
what though death may be awaiting
What is death,-the day is bright;
will sing the Christ child story
Sing it looking on the lightr'
Open then he threw the shutter
And upon the silent street
From his lips rang out the anthem,
Strong md hopeful, clear and sweet.
Through the frosty air Of morning
49, -. -. :. :, . h.-.-.--- ~. aan.s-
What was thatt Another shutter
Opened wide as Caspar sang
And anotherl and another
There was limit to the slain
God be thanked A score Of voices
Joined with Caspar In the strainl
And they knew no more were dying,
That the hand with power to stay
Had been reached out to deliver
This they knew on Christmas day.
Stanley Waterloo in Chicago News
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18

and If put up for sale would pay the
mortgage he made terms that enabled
Peter and old Tom to go to work upon
the farm and not only get out of debt,
but get rich, and Tom was set free long
fore any Yankees knowed him, and Pc
ter he went out to Texas and found old
Squire Crawford and bought the woman
what Tom loved and brought her back
to Georgia on Christmas day, 1874, and
give her to Tom for his Christmas pres
emit, and they live at yonder moss cover
ed log house, and | wish them merry,
merry Christmas. - Atlanta Constitu-
ton.
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18

Employer (andously)-Does Mr.. De
0oode drink
Confidential Clerk-Not drop.
HE has been two hours late for three
mornings, and he looks as If he had been
On . terrible spree"
Its all right. On Christmas he gave
his boy . drum.
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18

WIN bo"'''
II remember Christmas l spent in
Mr.. Booths company many years ago."
said a young theatrical manager in the
foyer. "He had bought summer resi-
dence at Cos Cob, Conn, the previous
summer, and invited me up to play
Santa Claus and do the chimney act.
His property was fair sized little
promontory of land, bounded on one side
by the Connecticut river, on the other
side by Long Island Sound, and the
New York and New Haven tracks
formed the base line, If there is any one
road affected by tramps it is that same
New Haven road, and when | arrived,
two or three days before Christmas,
there was line of them waiting their
turn at the gate that reminded me OF a
highly successful advance sale, one
tramp near the gate even offering to sell
his advanced position for ten cents.
Booth was much worried about the dan
gerous looking fellows, and it struck me
that dog would be highly appropriate
as a gift.
81 wired to a friend in New York, and
the day before Christmas the biggest
Siberian hound l ever saw was waiting
at the little station for me. Booth was
tickled to death, and we managed to
chain that dog just inside the main gate
near the lodge, and then we shook hands.
1t was an awful big dog, bigger than
little donkey that arrived on the next
train with a go-cart as present to his
little daughter Edwina. Well, we fixed
up the presents that night dressed up
in fur rugs and traps as Santa Claus, and
had arranged to drive the donkey into
the reception room and distribute the
gifts from the well laden go-cart. The
dog was to remain in the little shed we
had extemporized for him, but he didn't.
He was there on business, and he attend
ed to it promptly. The chain broke like
n niece of Irvine and broke for the bal
cony, which l just managed to reach
from the cart. OF course there was a
racket, and got into the window, and
nv the time we had armed ourselves with
antioue swords and a revolutionary mus
ket the noise had subsidized sufficiently
for MS to venture forth. The dog was
lust seen in the moonlight disappearing
over the stone wall, thousands of dollars
worth Of presents were scattered IN the
deep snow, and donkey meat and fur
were lying an inch deep over the three
.cres of the Booth premises. Tho Sibe-
r;na bloodhound had torn the donkey to
Atoms. Chicago Tribune.
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18

First Sweet Giri-Did you have mis-
tletoe bough in your housel
Second Sweet 0irl-No, had one
ready, but forgot 10 put It up.
'sOf al Shinssl Forgot ii"
Eyes; yea 80, George and somehow
q other became snSaged tho day b.
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18

A voung Frenchwoman who is now
ment was nearly broken off through her
acquaintance with Mile. Bonheur, who
at the time was busy on picture in
Paris, working in the house of the young
Frenchwoman's cousin.
One afternoon the painting did not 20
well, and Mile. Bonheur went to the Jar
din des Plantes for information, taking
the happy girl as companion. Sitting on
. bench in the shaded walk they saw in
the distance the girls betrothed, who
instead Of joining them looked mo-
ment, then flung away in a passion, and
for the space Of a week was not heard
from. Then finally he paid sulky
visit, demanding an explanation of her
apparently intimate relations with an
other man.
"a mani" said the laughing girl, now
comprehending the desertion, shall
call the gentleman"
What, in your house?" said the mys
tilted caller.
A minute later Mile. Bonheur stood in
the doorway listening smilingly to the
ceremony of presentation.
"Ah," said the only half pacifed
lover, "then monsieur
Monsieur" interrupted the triumph
ant girl, ''is mademoiselle. and If you
like you may come into the studio and
~ her latest picture. New Yorh
CnmnAciA Advertise.
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18
About Folding Election Ballots,

If those distinguished New Workers
really couldn't fold their ballots accord
ing to the method prescribed by the new
law they may console themselves by
the thought that the greatest minds are
often puzzled by trifles. Newton. who
enunciated the laws of nature, cut a
large hole in his study door for his ca,
and a small one for her kittens Chaun
cey NJ, Depew and Abram S. Hewitt
can direct great public interests, bu,
cannot fold alittle piece of paper. Such
is genius.
AS to a Brooklyn gentleman, who
bears the euphonious title of doctor Of
pedagogy, but could not, after repeated
attempts, succeed in folding the ballots
to the satisfaction of the inspectors, his
failure may perhaps have been due to
the fact that he took his learned degree
into the polling place and got tangled
up in its intricacies. Weekly.
The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1890-12-18
Not All Over.
ost-Well, it's all over.

Snow-What's all over?
Frost-Christmas. l say 1t only comes
once year, and it's all over until next
time.
snow-Not by jugful. The bills are
not in vet for half the stuff my wife
houeht and charged to me.-Selsosed-
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THE SLAV CHRISTMAS.
HOW THE HOLIDAY IS KEPT IN
SOUTHERN AUSTRIA.

superstition Among the Common peonI.
About Animals-They Are Believed to
iaik at Certain Times-Strange Stories
to Account for the Phenomenon
1t has been said that the Slavs of
Carniola had no Christmas, and this is
true in the sense in which we understand
the word. Of course there, as in all
Catholic countries, Dec. 20 is a church
festival, and the oath fast, the only
Joyous fast of the year. The supper is
unusually good and plend IL, but no
meat is served at it unless it be wild duck
or otter, both Of which are regarded by
the ecclesiastical authorities as fish, The
foreign visitor will probably receive half
dozen invitations; the proper thing to
do is to accept the one that comes from
the landlord, in whose house one usually
dimes, and the fulfillment of this social
duty is generally its own reward. The
dishes are strange but agreeable, and
after the Christmas tree in Carinthia,
which is chiefly German, has been prop
erly admired, and in all cases the neces-
sary presents have been given to the
children, and they have gone to bed a
tone of quiet satisfaction becomes the
leading note of the evening Every sub
Ject that could lead to contention ia
avoided, and so one sits together till the
time for the first mass, which is read at
or shortly after midnight, and which one
may attend or not, just as one likes.
IMPRESSIVE SERVICES
The three morning masses when heard
in village church in Austria are among
the most impressive services of the
church, though they are, of course, en-
tlrely wanting in pomp. The choir sing
songs about the nativity in the national
language and in such way that both
the words and the music correspond to
the service at the altar. The stranger
who has learned to look upon the mass,
in spite of its entirely classical Latin, as
one of the greatest poems of the Chris
tan period is at first inclined to resent
the introduction of modern hymns and
languages, but the fcrvor of the singers
and the way in which they are joined
by the congregation, similar to that
which many readers may have remarked
in the churches of Scotland, clearly show
that the usage is dear to the heart of the
people, though to us it may seem almost
as offensive as if the divine comedy
were publicly read with the accompani-
ment of music selected from Offenbach.
Popular verse and music are always in
teresting and sometimes extremely good:
but they cannot quite supply the place
of the Gloria and Agnus Del, especially
for foreign admirers of the church who
do not belong to its communion. Still
the midnight mass in an Alpine village
is thing to see The long walk through
the snow and darkness; the friendly light
from the windows of most houses; the
groups of furcoated worshipers whom
one overtakes or who overtake one, with
their hearty Christmas greetings; the
blaze of light on the altar, which con-
lrasts equally with the night outside and
The other unlighted parts of the church