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MARTYR HUSBANDS.

SMrTH-"Wcrc you ever disappointed in love?" Joncs-"No, but I've been disappointed in marriage. c."-Dcmorest's Monthly.
 A REAL VAcATIoN.-"Arc you going away this sumracr?' No; shall stay at homc." "Why?" "Dccausc my wife is going away."-Lowcll Citizen.
 LINKS (soothingly)-"Your wife was bud when you married her, Mir. Drcezcy." Drcczcy (sadly)-"Ycs, but she's in full blow now can tell you" IN. Y. Herald.
 BLAC1-"You haven't been looking very well, lately, White. Whats the matter with you?" White (who is married to Q vixcnish wife, smiling faintly)--''I'm not very well. Homc- sickness, guess" BlaclS-"IIomc- siclsness! Why, didn't know that you had been away from home" White 'T haven't. That's just what's the matter."-Demorcst' Monthly.
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The wa, ward young man, broken in health, has gone to the far southwes, to recuperatc. He was in jail d, Tombstone, Arizona, for stealing n ,indquarter of beef. In the loneliness of the cell he sat down and wrote as follows: Dear Fat.,er-I have picked n? some flesh since came out here but I am still confined to my room Please send me $lOO," etc., etc.-Chi- cago Tribune.
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TEA.TABLE DISHES

CREAM DIsCuIT.-Two cups cream (sour), ono tcaspoonful of salcratus, pinch of salt and pinch of sugar. flour enough to mix quite soft.-Dctroit Free Press.
 CooKIEs.-Onc cup sour cream. one cup sugar, ono egg, one even teaspoon soda, flour to make moderately stiff dough. Roll thin and bake in a quick ovcn.-IIousclSecpcr.
 GAY CEuLLERs.-Onc cupful o. sugar, three eggs, butter size of an egg, four cnongh to make the dough stiff enough to roll; cut in fancy shapes. fry in hot fat, roll each ono in powdered sugar and serve on a napl,in.-Boston Herald.
 DUrTERMILK BIsCUITs.-Onc quart of flour, one tablespoonful of lard. one tea spoonful of salt and ono of soda. Sour buttcrmilk for soft dough. Make in small, round balls: set closely together in a greased pan; bake onc-haf hour HOnSakaapar
Tombstone epitaph., 1891-09-13

Have you ever made inquiry fo' COrUuclO Water?
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To Pros lp..ClOss.

A complete outfit for prospecting purposes, consists of three burrOa, rid. ing saddle, pack smid,es, sad,lle bags, tents. picks, gold pan, cooking uten- sils, three cantee"s, shotgun with re- loading outfit, with many other t.,ings In fact everything complete for pros rector, for sale cheap. For particulars inquire of
 JOHN P. PETERSON,
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From Wednesday's Daily.

Sheriff Kelton is in Tues n.
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She Was Particular.

A woman who had spent full hour
in one of the stores Cooking for some
thing for her son." was finally asked if
she was not rather particular for q
would be purchaser who had such a
choice of Christmas presents.
''Why, yes, l suppose l am" she re-
piled, but tell you need to be-
Then your son is also PARTICULAR"
Il should say SO! Hardest boy to suit
you ever saw. Why, he's turned me
out doors, had fight with his father,
set the house on fire and taken the
horse off and sold it. And if 1 sheuld
get him anything he didn't happen to
like he'd kick all the furniture out Of
the windows. order his father off the
premises and use rae for a ot-wiper.
Oh, we know Tommy from top to bot
tom, and we've got to be very particu-
lar and consult his feelings. Detroit
Free Press.
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been a very busy one to llclen. anu
happy one rs well; for hers was one OF
those sweet and loving natures tnas
find joy in the reflected happiness OF
others.
She had ''caused the widows heart 70
sing for joy" and this consciousness
had brought into her own great peace.
All the younger members OF the
family had gone out to some entertain
men. Helen had wanted to have al little
talk with her father. but a stranger was
with him. so the servant said. and. with
a lonely feeling in her heart. she went
up to her own room.
DIR. Byrnc came up almost immediate
ly. There was strange light in his
eyes, and more than usual tenderness
and solemnity in his manner, as he laid
his hand on Helen's head.
''How is it with thee tonight, daugh--
ter"
1T is well. father"
AFTER night. the morning: after win
ter. the spring. God is often kinder to
US than we can even ask or think
He is very good, father
DIR. Byrne drew his daughters arm
within his.
Come into my study. Helen. and get
your New Years gift. Because You
have forgotten Yourself in caring for
others. did You think your old father
is going to forget you?"
''Oh, no. papa: but YOU gave it to me.
you remember, in money. l didn't ex-
pcct anything-indeed, l don't think
you ought to give me anything more"
'Well. well. my child. just come and
look Mt it. If you don't want it, or
would prefer its equivalent in money,
you can tell me So
With silent wonder in her heart. not
unmingled with curiosity. Helen stood
at the half open study door.
The shaded light upon her fathers
desk revealed the faint outline of Il man
who was standing near it. and who adj
vanced eagerly toward her.
Helen looked up. bewildercd. into the
face of the man she had mourned as
dead. and then. with faint cry of Joy.
threw herself into the arms that had
opened to receive her.
DIR. Byrnc almost regretted his pre-
cipitancy as he looked upon his daugh
ter's pale face. But joy docs not often
kill. and his fears We're entirely dissi-
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AN EVENTFUL TWELvEMCNTH.

"Not Oae Cross Wo-d il Oae Kind
Year"
''He never spoke al angry word to
me-
1t was just one year ago, December
81. that the fearful wife of my neighbor
made to 1ae the above remark. Poor
Charley. He ran locomotive between
Boston and -. He was killed on the
last Gay het one Of the year.
Now this simple verdict from the lips
of his wife set me to thinking. re-
member that I took the resolve that
very Eight, as, in company with a
brother Of our lodge. l turned away
from Chariey's door: 80 help me God.
my wife shall be able to say as much
of me this coming year And now I
may. 1 trust, record it. l have lived
one kind yc2r. To many other people
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caught, and now that l am a better
man she is sweetcr woman. 1t makes
my heart ache to recall how often she
used ut first in this kind year to glance
up at me with surprised and ques-
tioning look. when l spoke gently. l
caught her studying me, curiously, as
if she were wondering if had secretly
made fortune recently. or had met
with what the minister calls change
of heart. or was growing to be boy
again. think she decided on the lat.
ter, for her eyes grew soft and young.
like the gi-lish eyes l first loved years
ago. And she began to act young her
self. She resumed the use of the pet
name she gave me long, long ago. l new
er let on. just silently kept to my re-
solve: Not one cross word in one kind
year"
The best of all is the decided improve
ment in the dear woman's health.
Now sO:re of you doctors explain that
if you can. My wife eats better, has
more nerve, more vitality every way.
The children do no: worry her half as
much as they used to. She gets along
with less fretting at the servants. Can
it be because worry and fret her less?
Is there anything to that old sore about
a man being 1.-The head of the family?''
If so. why, when the head goes wrong
the whole body is sick, Ell? Exactly.
I'd rather have any kind of an ache
than Sr ache in my hcad-piecc. Now
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~ @9a A0eNuAl SUPPLEMENT. *

he sat down and the two talked over
the events of their boyhood- They had
sat together in school; together they
had climbed the hills and hunted squir-
rels, gathered nuts and rOwed their
boats on the broad Hudson.
AS the talk went on a suspicion grew
upon Mrs. Oakley of the manner in
which Santa Claus happened to send
the presents. But the visitor gave no
clew to the mystery. Eor did she see
through it until Margaret had told her
The whole story CT her letter to Santa
Claus.-American Agriculturist.
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around the house, and his father, upon
whom the fever had spent its force,
could only sit, wan and pale. in his arm
chair. His little savings were rapidly
melting away and dong winter had
only just begun. Christmas was near
at hand, and who was to fill the chill
dren's stockings and make the day a
merry one for them?
Margaret was thoughtful little girl,
and she pondered long over the matter.
Two days before Christmas she got a
postal card, and sat down and wrote on
it as follows;
DEAR SANTA CLAUs:-We nave moved
since last Christmas and am afraid you won ;
know where to find US, SO l write this. We
live Tow at No 3j East Fourth street Papa
and Robbie have teen awfully sick, and papa
isn't We! yet Please bring Robbie . ball and
Dick a sled, and would like g Coll. for lost
mine when We moved Good-by.
'MARGARET OAKLEY
She wrote the name of Santa Claus
on the other side of the postal card.
and just then her mother called and di-
rectcd her to go to the grocery for some
things. So she took her basket and
started, accompanied by Prince, the
dog AS she passed the corner she
dropped the card into 4 mail box
which was fastened to 4 lamp post. All
that day and the next Margaret went
singing through the house, in the old
light-hearted way she had shown SO
little since sickness had invaded the
household.
Soon after the postal card was
dropped into the box the postman came
around and threw it, with a lot of other
cards, letters and newspapers, into 4
bag, which he carried to the post Office.
There clerk took the bag. poured the
contents out on table and began sort
ing them ever. When he came to Mar
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IL know how ungrateful it must
seem, papa, when have so many bless
ings remaining. But l could not help
thinking how lie was with us year
ago. so strong and full Of life, and
now
Here the sobs again choked her utter
ance.
The good doctor was strongly affect
ed, for Robert Tracy had been as dear
to him as a son.
but. Helen, it is not certain that
Robert went down with the ship"
Here Dr. Byrnc checked himself, too
wise, as well as honest, to hold out
false hopes.
One morning. few days later, Helen
entered her fathers study.
Papa, would the present you spoke
of buying me cost as much as fifty dol
lars?'
Yes, my dear: all of that, certainly"
Then would You as soon let me have
the money instead?'
DIR. Byrne smiled.
What idea has entered your busy
brain now. Helen? Or is it that you are
getting mercenary?'
A faint color came into the pale
cheeks.
1T is not that, papa; but the Widow
Howe-she that has the crippled boy,
you knOw-thinks that she could sup
port herself and children nicely if she
had a sewing machine, and So"
II see! see.'' said the doctor, taking
out his pocketbook, and putting two
fifty-dollar notes in Helen's hand.
There is no balm for such wound as
yours. my daughter, like that of minis
tering to the needs and alternating the
sorrOws of Others"
$50 begin to find. papa. said Helen.
with smile that lighted up her face
with more than its old beauty.
The first day of the New Year had
dawned, and was near its close. 1t had
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presume have been about the same
sort of a fellow as for many years. But
to my faithful wife 1 have not spoken
one fretful or cross or complaining
word. to the best of my knowledge and
belief, for twelve months last past.
have not made much money this year,
but have made one heart glad.
Now let me tell you how difficult this
was. Did You ever stand by running
stream and think how smooth as oil its
swift flow was? Then you thrust your
hand in the water. and 10. it was n mill
race. The waters boiled and spattered
about your hand till you could hardly
hold it there.
Well, now l never realized the force
OF my snappy, scolding habit to that
woman till my new VOW began to check
it. found that l had been in the con-
slant habit of playing the coward-that
is. scolding a good woman. A dozen
times each week the fretful words
sprang to my lips. / shut my mouth
tightly. and my. how the bitter stuff
dubbed and boiled against my teeth on
the inside! You may laugh, but. actual
~, had to chew the words. My wife,
quite lady for p-oprieties, used to ex-
claim: ''Harkley. do wish you would
not chew that spruce gum as you leave
the door. How it looks on the street,
Which generally made me laugh as l
kissed her good morning. Dear heart,
it was far better that chew my spleen
than her gentle spirit with biting words,
this one kind year.
have noticed an increased fondness
in my wife. this one kind year. She
draws near to me oftener, she confides
in me more, she has lost that I'm
afraid-of-you" look that half the time
she used to wear. We consult now
about family matters; before we used
to telephone to each other, as it were.
Her spirit has improved. The irrita-
ton that / had inflicted, it seems she
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the things In the hall, he hur-
ried out to his wagon and drove
away. leaving Mrs. Oakley greatly
puzzled. Surely there must be
some mistake, she thought. But no: the
packages were all plainly marked:
flames Oakley. No. Sc East Fourth
street." and on the sled was neatly
painted: dick Oakley" In the paper
box was French doll with real hair
and eyes that closed when she was laid
down. A little card attached to it was
marked: Margaret" There was also
a ball marked Robbie" and such lots
of candy and pretty things for all. The
stockings were soon filed to the very
tops. and the other things laid out on a
table, where the children found them
the next morning.
There was joyful meeting around
the breakfast table. but Mrs. Oakley's
face wore puzzled expression. Finally
she asked: Where could all those
things have come from?''
"Why. mamma said Margaret.
Santa Claus sent them. l know he
did, cause l wrote to him."
You wrote to him?" said her mother.
"Yes. wrote and told him where we
lived
This made the matter clear enough to
the children. but only deepened the
mystery for the father and mother.
In the afternoon, when full justice
had been done to the turkey. Margaret
sat holding her beautiful new doll.
Dick was out drawing his sled through
the streets. and Robbie was asleep. a
summons came from the front door.
As Mrs. Oakley went to answer it she
found there a tall. bearded man. who
inquired for Mr.. Oakley. She led him
to the little sitting-room where her hus-
band sat propped up with pillows in
his armchair. The caller went
straight to hum, seized his thin hand
and asked: James, don't you know
your old friend Tom Raymond?' 1t
was indeed the friend and playmate of
his early days.
But how did you find me?" inquired
Mr. Oakley.
''Oh, 1 had i. from Santa Claus"
laughingly replied his friend, and then
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if it is true that by cheerful kindness
have saved my wife's nerves and turned
the doctor out of doors, ought not to
give her a present of the amount Of her
usual doctors bills? Jupiter! That's
an idea, and will! 1t is a good way to
round up this one kind year.
It is curious how smiles furnish a
house. l presume you know what it is
to have your wife beg you to buy a new
chair, or picture, or some other thing.
Our things get worn out. Well, my
wife hasn't asked me such a thing all
this one kind year. Yet somehow say
the old home looks better furnished
than it did year ago. Maybe it's the
sunshine on the old things. Sunshine
can do almost anything.
Ihave been surprised by my own in
creased appetite for breakfast and din
ner. A fellow can't cat and scold too.
Now breakfast was my favorite time
for scolding-eXceptd dinner at night
for take my lunch down town. Let
me see: that makes every meal at home
q GROWERS feast. Well that was about
SO. My lunch was my best meal, for l
ate alone. and there was nobody to fret
at. Now all is changed. Meals at
home, like them. There are no salt
tears on the bread. God forgive me.
How often 1 used to make somebody
cry. wife or one of the two children. at
table. All is now changed in this one
kind year.
In fact, the thing has gone with NE to
the store. have gradually got in the
habit of being first civil. then kind, to
the boys. 1t is like oil down there the
last few months. 1t is queer. but every
body hates to be scolded: even I do. A
kind word is better than a whip with
Yankee clerk. Now 1 am going on one
kind year more. don't make any very
loud pretensions, but l think there's a
deal of gratitude to the Almighty in be-
ingfkind to His creatures. Perhaps it
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Hudson river. where he was born. His
little cottage with the tall lilacs in
front, and the kitchen garden in the
rear, was a very dear place to him. His
pleasant-faced, sunny-hearted wife kept
the home always bright and tidy, and
the three rosy children filled it with
glee and laughter. Margaret, the old
est, was sweet, loving girl; Dick was
sturdy, manly little fellow, and Rob-
bic was the darling of the house.
Mr.. Oakley was skillful mechanic
and an industrious, God-fearing man:
but times were dull for him in Smith
vile Center. There was little going on
in the way of new building, and he
often had to be absent from home for
weeks together, while employed at some
remote place.
After many earnest talks with his
wife they decided to remove to the west.
where new villages and cities were rap
idly growing up. So they found pur-
chaser for the little cottage, and had an
auction sale of the COW and horse and
all the furniture except some heir
looms and a few articles which they
would not part with. Then. after bid
ding their neighbors good-by. they en-
tered the cars and were whirled away
to a new home in a flourishing town in
Illinois.
1t was early in spring. The red-bud
bushes were bright in the thickets, and
a thousand flowers. new and strange to
the immigrants, painted the prairies.
An air of bustling activity pervaded the
town. Buildings were going up on
every side, and Mr.. Oakley soon found
employment ut better wages than he
had ever received in his old home.
For a time everything went well with
him and his family. His work was in
constant demand. and if his thoughts
ever turned with tender regret to the
green hills which surrounded his former
home, he had only to look at his rosy
children and picture to himself the
career which seemed open for them in
the vigorous growing west.
Spring wore away into summer. and
under the long and rainless heat the
river which flowed past the town
shrunk into Its bed. leaving great
stretches of Shiny ooze fostering in the
fierce sunshine. Autumn came at
length, with soft south winds laden
with germs of disease. Robbie, the pet
of the house, was stricken with a
maarial fever. For long days and
nights he lay in his crib, tossing and
moaning, with flushed cheeks and
heavy eyes. At length the crisis was
passed, but recovery was slow: and
while Robbie was still the mere shadow
of the ruddy-cheeked little boy he had
been, the fever seized upon his father.
There were sorrowful times now in the
little household. Mrs. Oakley watched
day and night beside her husband and
little boy. and helpful Margaret proved
herself a treasure.
When the first brief, wintry days
came Robbie was once more playing
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Earcts little let
ter he laughed
and showed it to
T h ON IS Ray
lnOnd, anOt h er
clerk who WIGS
busily engaged at
anot her table.
Mr. Raym on d
read it through.
The name Oakley
attracted his at
tention. Nv h at
II It should be
James Oakley, the
friend of my boy
hOOd::" he asked
himself.
Chr;stm as eve
came, and Mar
garet. Dick and
Robbie. with the
unwavering faith
of childhood, hung
up their stockings,
said their prayers
around their mo
theirs knee, and
were soon tucked
away in their lit
tie beds, dream
ing of Christmas
and Santa Claus.
Mr.. Oakley. too
feeble to sit up
more than a few
hours at a time,
had already re-
tired. Mrs. Oak
ley sat thinking
sadly of the disap-
pOintment which
seemed awaiting
the children for
the first time in
their lives. Sud-
denly the doorbell
rang, and as Mrs.
Oakley opene d
the door, there
stood an express
man and in the
SlTccU d lOdOcO
wagon. From its
depths he drew
out a big fat tur-
key. a hand-sled
and a heavy paper
box wrapped up
in thick paper.
Having deposited
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pated when he returned to the room an
hour later.
The good doctor was fond of Il joke.
IF Your present doesn't suit you,
Helen," he said, siyly, Il will try to
exchange it, or give you its value in
money-that is. if you don't rate the
young man too high"
Helen glanced s,nilingly from her
lovers to her fathers face.
''You are very kind, papa. but | am
very well satisfied with my New Years
gift. AS to receiving its value in money,
not all that the whole world contains
can give what it is worth to me-
Mary Grace Halpine, in n. y. Weekly.
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tracted." as the good doctor himself as
serted. though he looked as if he en-
joyed it as well as the youngest among
the merry group that surrounded him.
none of whom ever thought it nece Ssary
to put on long cOuntenance because
father had come" Indeed. this was
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will go further than longer creeds. For
if man is not kind to his fellow. whom
he has seen, how shall he be to his God
whom he has not seen?-Harkley Hark-
er. in n. Y. Weekly.
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Then up. up, up in the merry Cay,
With hearts and faces happy and gay,
And voices of ringing cheer
L meant to try If I couldn't keep
My eyes from shutting and going to sleep,
So as to get little peep
At santa Claus, flying. flying
Out in the frosty Christmas night.
When the moon and stars wer. shining bright,
And all the snow Was white white. white.
They said it was 70 use trying,
For straight the boys and girls all GO
To the land Of dreams before they know.
But 1t was making great mistake
To say that couldn't stay awake
How long it was never could tell:
Twas hours and hours. know very we'll,
When heard silyery, tinkling bel
Out in the moonlight stealing.
On it came-a ting a-.inglin
And ]ingely. jingely. J.cgcly, jung
You never heard such q ring, ring, rig
OF dear little s.eigh-teu5 FeaiinG.
Il head NY breath, for at c.cc knew
Twas Santa Claus and bis reindeer too.
OF course il would never. never do
To let them know was weeping
BE might have carried the books and toys
To some other little girls and boys,
II had made spcck OF q noise
And he thought wasn't sleeping.
Ting q ling, ling, and ring ring, ring
How it kept Oh sounding.
surely heard the crack OF the whip
And the queer little RENDERS bounding.
Then-thcre was O noise about the house
A stepping, stirring and hunming
l held myself as still rs g mouse;
Somebody, sure was coming
up. up, up for the merry Gag,
Christmas night has passed away.
Up my little ones, all
The bells were ringing and ringing on
But all the night and the dark was gone
And mammals own CHEEKY call
Came along with the other din
Just Us the sun was shining in.
Sydney Dayre, in Christian Union.