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The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1892-01-09
EVERY YEAR.

l feel It's growing colder
Every year:
And my heart, alas. gets older
Every year.
can win no new affection,
have only recollection,
Deeper sorrow and detection,
Every year.
OF the loves and sorVcws blended,
Every year:
OF the Joys and friendship ended
Every year;
OF the ties that still might bind NE
Until Time 10 Death resigned me,
My iutirmities remind me,
Every year.
All! how sad to look before Us
Every year;
When the cloud grows darker o'er us
Every year:
When we see the blossoms faded
That to bloom we might have aided,
And immortal gaIlands braided
Every year.
To the past no more dead faces
Every year;
As the loved leave vacant places
Every year:
Every where the sad eyes meet US;
In the evenings dusk they greet US,
And to come to them entrcat Us,
Every year.
Yes, the shores OF life are shifting
Every year;
And we are Seavard drifting
Every year;
Old pleasures. changing fret US;
The living more forget us;
There are fewer to regret US,
Every year.
But the truer Life draws higher
Every year;
And its morning star climbs higher
Every year;
Earth's hold on us grows Slighter,
And the heavy burden lighter,
And the Dawn immortal brighter,
Every year.
The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1892-01-09
MRS. LEVY DIED HAPPY.
The Joneses' ParIor Furniture Was Cot
ton Plush, the Plano Not Paid For.

The Joneses have got a piano.
No.
Yes; it came Yesterday.
Wen, I'm blessed.
And a lot OF new carpet and some
chairs and a bedroom set and two
new rugs
Oh, my
Aud new binds and a buffet and
hatrack and lace curtains and a lot of
things in boxes.
What were the things in the boxes2
couldn't see. Oh, l wish you'd
been here. | caught such a terrible
cold leaning out OF The window TO
watch the furniture men.
Where did the furniture come from?
The same place where they bought
their first furniture.
Did the boxes cone from the same
place7
Ne, they came from bIg dry goods
store.
Did YOU get good look at the
things?
Not very.
Why didn't you make an excuse to
go into Mrs. Jones house?
She never invited me, and couldn't
think Of an excuse.
Bother the thing said Mrs. Levy.
Every time I got cut something hap
pens.
Mrs. Barry said nothing. She
smoothed her hair softly and sighed.
For five years Mrs. Barry, Mrs. Levy
and Mrs. Jones had been nelghbors.
Mrs. Jones lived in the middle of a
block OF three story Erownstone houses
with Mrs. Levy and Mrs. Barry to the
right and left of her. All the women
had front stoop and back fence
acquaintance, but while Mrs. Barry
and Mrs. Levy exchanged calls at all
hours of the day and in all toilets,
neither had ever been in Mrs. Jones'
house nor had she visited them.
The reason was good and sufficient.
Mr.. Barry and Mr.. Levy were in
business for themselves. Mr.. Jones
was only book, keeper.
Besides, the Levys and the Barrys
had piaaos fer years, and they occu-
pied the whole house; the Joneses
had been IN the habit of letting out
the upper part of their house. Only a
week ago the Jonese5 subtenant had
eft, and Mrs. Levy and Mrs. Barry
had speculated on the probabilities of
their nelghbor's financial disaster.
And now, without any warning to
the Levys and Barrys, the Joneses
eclipsed them in spendor. 1t was
inexplicable and very annoying.
For three weeks after the great
events narrated above, Mrs. Levy and
Mrs. Barry had no rest. Neither had
Mrs. Jones.
First it was Mrs. Lsvy at the
Joneses basement bell, then 1t was
Mrs. Barry ever the back fence, and
then the Barrvs' and Levys' servant
girls in turn.
Mrs. Levy begged Mrs. Jones
pardon, but was that the rug dealer
who had just gone? Yes. We'll,
Mrs. Levy was very sorry to trouble
Mrs. Jones, but she thought the rug
man was a fraud. He had sold
Levy rugs of the same
&c the rnD Mrs
The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1892-01-09

know Cousin Simeon years ago.
What, all that way? croaked the
farmer. Joe nodded.
Traveling's dleadfully expensive.
Well, 1t costs something, admitted
Joe.
And you'll have to stop over
night at some tavern.
Yes.
1t seems to me, growled the old
man, that all this is a senseless waste
of money. You'd both OF you a
deal better settle down and go to
work. | didn't go incoming around
the country when | married my dear
deceased first, nor yet my dear de
ceased second. Life is made for
work, not for play,
Time enough for that, father,
said the reckless Joe A man
doesn't get married. ordinarily,
ottener than once in lifetime.
Mrs. Joe drew long breath OF
relief when she found herself out
from under the farm house roof.
Joe, said she, I'm afraid Pm going
to be an awful disappointment to
your father.
AS long as you're not a disap-
pointment to me, he retorted, laugh
ing, it doesn't so much signify.
There must be deal of work in
that house -four COWS, a hundred
turkeys, a flock Of sheep, poultry
yard tull OF Leghorn fowls, butter,
eggs, cooking, washing, baking
scrubbing-
How do you know all this? asked
he.
Miss Stubs told me. Oh, Joel
why didn't you marry Berenice
Stubs?
Look in the glass, little girl, if
you want that question answered.
But | am so useless. You should
have seen Miss Stubs look at me
when | said | didn't know to make
bread, and that | never had done a
washing in life.
You'll easily learn, Ellie.
Do you think shall, Joe? A
little cloud, no bigger than a mans
hand, came over the pearly frank
ness OF her brow. Did your mother
wash and bake and brew.
Presumably she did. But l don't
remember her; she died young.
Was your fathers first dear de
ceased? Joe nodded.
What was the other one like?
Tall and pale, with a cough, and
a habit of taking wintergreen- scented
snuff.
Would you like me to take to
wintergreen snuff? she queried.
He laughed.
1t hardly seems, dear, as if you
could belong to the same race as
those two poor, pale, drudging
women, said he.
Do all farmers wives die early,
Joe?
Joe did not answer. He was un-
folding the paper to read the lateat
news by telegraph.
Cousin Simeon Ailesbury was the
village doctor, pleasant old man
with a bald head and a genial smile.
Ellen Ailesbury made friends with
him at once.
You are very like your mother,
child, said he. She always reminded
me OF little mountain daisy.
Ellen's lip quivered.
am glad you speak so kindly to
me, doctor, said she, for-tor some
how since | came to the old farm
house | feel as if | were a fraud.
A fraud, my dear?
The bright tears sparkled now.
was brought up to teach, said
she, | can do nothing about the
house. And Joe's father seems to
expect me 10 be the maid-of all
work. OF course | can learn. I'd
do anything to please Joe. But it's
hard to think one is such as 70
pointment.
Humph! sad DIR. Ailes6ury, I'll
speak to Joe about that
And that afternoon when Ellen
and Mrs. DR.. Ailesbury were ooes-,
to look at a pretty Cas
| woods, the old -4.
The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1892-01-09
TOO ACCOM- MODATING.

TOO ACCOMMODATING.
y traveller for New York dry goods
house was in the smoking Car Of a
train on an OHIO railroad, when a
hoIny-handed young farmer came in
for a smoke and sat down beside him.
The young man felt and looked happy,
and pretty soon he remarked:
| heard some one saying lou was
! from New York.
Yes.
Drummer, amt you2
Yes.
Bin around good deal l spose.
Well " been travelling for fifteen
years.
Shoe You must have seen heap.
Say! I've got a sort of favoc to ask of
ycu.
Well.
I'm engaged to gal in the next car.
I'm gOin' with her down to Medina.
She's the allhredest purtiest gal in four
counties, and l know she loves me,
| but
But what?
You know a feller is allus sort o
uneasy about bis gal till he marries her.
She purtends that she wouldn't look al
the president of the United States if
he was a single man, but l donno.
You can't be sure Of these women.
No, you can't.
May be purlending to love you like
a house fire, and yet be plannin' to
drop you for the first better-lcokin
feller who comes along. She's in the
next car and I'd kinder TX to try her.
PG like to know jest how she'd act #
you went IN and sat down beside her.
know its asking big favor OF you,
but
Oh, I'm perfectly willing to accom-.
modate, interrupted the traYeIer, but
you must promise to abide the con-
sequences.
Howf
Why, if she seems to take to me you
mustn't get mad and RAISE a row.
am only trying to accommodate you,
you know.
Dye think she'll take to you?
Why, l can't say. Shes sitting in a
seat alone. III take my grip and walk
into the Car and sit right down beside
her.
Yes.
Then I'll speak about the weather.
the scenery-asking her where she S
going and SO on, and the chances are
that in about ten minutes wen be
talking away like two old friends.
Humph Il took me three months
afore l dared ask her if her ma was
we'll
Then I'll gradually lead up to the
subject of my being a widower, con-
tinund the traveller. I'll remark how
lonely am, and how I'm thinking of
marrying again, and how my second
wife will have q sealskin sacque, dia-
mond earrings and horse and carriage.
Ii you come in and find me holding
her hand YOU mustn't tly mad and pitch
into me.
Coin to talk seaIskin sacque to her,
Ell?
Yes.
And diamond earriugs2
Yes.
And tell her she can have regular
Brussels carpet, stuffed chars and :
hired gal .s
Certainly.
You wait mint
He got up -
then the v.
the trair
l,ol,r
The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1892-01-09
A BOYS IDEA OF CYCLONES.

a country is certainly "long" en- pre-
coclty when it 'ranspires that a school
ma a'sm, tucked away in desolate corner
OF North Dakota, receives the following
essay from a barefooted, blushing
youth with a calico shirt and one sus
pender, saws the Detroit Free Press.
A cyclone is a #hirligig made out 0
wind. They're very desuructible and
come from Manltoby. They're made
by the Canucks and sent down here
cause we licked EN- in the revolution
war. | think canucks is a mean, un-
derhand people.
Our folks have had lots of trouble.
You see, my NAV is widder. W.
lost paw in a cyclone. One of these
Canuck cyclones comes along, and -
last we saw of paw he was q. -,
round in the the air boz
feet above ground with
in one hand and a
other. Nav So. =
worry, cause
blew an t.
h hv,r s-
The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1892-01-09

has the smallest legislature in the coun-
try there are but twenty members Of
the house and nine senators.
The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1892-01-09
We Know our Clothing
is the Best.
We Know our Prices
are Lowest.

Direct dealing between manufacturer and wearer
IS tai OF advantages to both-solid advantages ltc
the only way to combine good goods with satisfactory
prices. We manufacture: sell direct. Put to
the comparison.
There's saving by in buying cloth from first
hands; saving in having large lots of clothing
m m!nutasured saving in the profits through having
ly one selling do saving in the certainty to the
buyer OF dependable quality and dependable sewing.
You share in every saving make. Put to the
comparison
Our low prices capture customers.
Our good qualities capture customers.
Our paying the fare captures customers.
Mems Al-Woo Suits, $40, SI2 SIS to SIS.
Young Mems Suits, perfect in make, easy in
price.
The best and handsome Overcoats, So sI2 up
to the finest
There lower prices for good Clothing.
Put them to the comparison.
Wanamaker & Brown,
Sixth and Market, Philadel phia.
# you samples send for them
Our offer to pay your Railroad fare from Elkton
holds good the year round provided you buy $40 worth
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1892-10-12
His Name Was All Right.

A young fellow six feet tall and
weighing 2O0 pounds, not long ago ap-
piled to q Detroit merchant for posi-
tion in his store, says the Detroit Free
Press.
whats your nameP" inquired the
merchant.
Little Dickey Robinson" replied
the young man, promptly.
"What?" exclaimed the merchant in
astonishment, as he surveyed his pro-
portions.
"Little Dickey Robinson" was the
reply, this time several tones louder.
1t made the merchant half angry.
"What in thunder does a great big
fellow like you mean by giving such a
name as that?" he asked. Indignantly.
Haven't you cut loose from your
mothers apron strings yetP"
The young fellows temper was ad-
mirable and he was after a job be-
sides.
81 give such a name as that, SIR" he
said, "beeause that is my name, and
if you've got man in this house that
thinks he can lick me or dares to make
fun of that name trot him out"
The merchant began TO smooth him
down and asked for an explanation.
"It's this way" he said, quite good
naturedly, my mothers maiden name
was Little my fathers name was Rob-
inson and his mothers maiden name
was Dickey. They wanted me to have
the family names, and so I'm Little
Dickey Robinson"
The explanation was eminently salts
factory, so was the young man, and he's
going to work soon.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1892-10-12
The Intense Goodness of Space.

We rarely realize, think, how cas-
ily the world parts with its heat. and
how cold space is through which the
earth sweeps in it's orbit. Nor do we
commonly appreciate how relen tlessly
space sucks away the heat which the
earth has garnered from the sunbeams
out into its illimitable depths. Way
out in space is a cold so intense that
we fairly fail to grasp its meaning.
Perhaps 800 or 400 degrees below the
freezing-point of water, some phil
osophers think, are the dark recesses
beyond our atmosphere. And night
and day, summer and winter, this in
satiate space is robbing US of our heat
and fighting with demoniac power to
reduce our globe to it's own bitter chill.
So. after all, our summer and winter
temperatures are only maintained by
the residue of the suns heat which we
have been able to store up and keep
hold of in spite of the pitiless demands
Of space. Our margin, sometimes,
GETS so reduced on nights in winter
that we can readily believe the astron-
us that reduction of the suns heat
by seven per cent and slight increase
in the number of winter days would
suffice to bring again to our atmos-
phere a ne Age of Ice, with its inev-
liable desolation. The balance is
really nice one between the heat we
daily gather from the sun and the
share of it which we lose in space
Z. Mitchell Prudder, IN Harper's MagG-
ziue.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1892-10-12
HE WAS A KINDLY DRUMMER.
But His Attempt to Play the Minister
ing-Angel Act Was Misplaced.

The drummer was smiling softly to
himself in the corner of the car seat,
says the Detroit Free Press.
"What is it nowp" asked q friend Of
his who had come on at the last sta
ton.
"Odd, very odd," said the drummer.
"Did you notice the man who got OF
as you came onP The tall one with
the red-leather sachelp"
al noticed the sachel."
"Well, he's a brick. He came on
board about hundred miles down the
road looking very much broke up, and
sat down across the car from me. He
hadn't been there more than half an
hour when he took black bottle out
of his valise, looked at it a moment
eagerly and put it back again. In
few minutes he did it over again, only
holding it longer in his hands. The
third time he took it out he pulled the
cork, replaced it and shut it up in his
valise. By this time was especially
curious and began to watch him close
ly.
"The fourth time he took it out of
the valise he opened it and set it in the
corner, where he could gaze at it.
Then every two or three minutes he
would take it up, start it toward his
lips and pu' it back again. OF course.
by this time / knew that the man was
fighting the devil in him and was try
ing not to drink the stuff in the bottle,
though he was thirsty for it and every
effort at resistance was torture to
him. Finally when he had made
desperate effort to overcome the tempt
alton, went over to him.
"'Excause me-, :" l said, az am glad
to see you trying to conquer your old
enemy, and are deserving of all en-
couragement. 1 hope you will let me
assist you'"-and reached for the
bottle-"'by throwing the vile stuff
out of the window. :"
"'I wish to thunder you would,
stranger" he exclaimed gratefully.
"sIt's water, and if get much drier in
this blamed hot car I'll be tempted to
take dose of it before get to place
where l can get something fit to
drink ~
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1892-10-12

The wonderful feats of West Indian
iugglers have formed the theme of
many letter from travellers in the
Orient, says the San Francisco Call,
but none are more surprising than
that for which an old sea dog, now
lying at the water front, vouches.
While he was an officer on board the
P. and D. Steamers, two natives came
a boa I'd at Madras, he says. They were
juggler and his assistant. After they
had performed a number of minor
feats and gathered quite a crowd
around them, they called for a sack
and piece of sail cloth.
These having been provided, the
chief juggler made a small, tent-like
structure with the canvas and some
stools. He then placed his assistant
in the sack and allowed sailor to tie
the knot which bound him a fast
prisoner. This done, the chief car
ried the sack into an open space, warn
ing the people to stand back some dis
tance, and then carried on an animated
conversation with his assistant, whose
replies could be distinctly heard COM
ing from the sack. Suddenly the chief
rushed forward, picked up the sack
and dumped it overheard, where to
the horror of the passengers and crew,
it sank out of sight.
Immediately the captain rushed for
ward and seized the man, under the
full belief that he had murdered his
companion, but the juggler only smiled,
and. pointing to the canvas, asked
that it be raised. This was done and
the supposed drowned man was dis
covered squatting on the deck. So
realistic had been the throwing over
board however, that it was some time
before the surprised passengers could
realize that a murder had not been
com mitted
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1892-10-12
TWAS A SYMPATHETIC "pRuNk.. .
How Darky Sam Turned the Tables on
Mas'r George.

a few weeks ago prominent dent
ist OF this city who sometimes "looks
upon the wine when it is red," gave
an interesting lecture to a party of
dental students on the nervous sys-
tenn, says the N. Y. Times. His valet,
an old negro who had been with him
umber of years. sat at one end of
the lecture-room and listened atten-
lively to the words of wisdom that
fell from his masters mouth.
The dentist explained the workings
of the sensitive tooth-nerves, and told
of the synthetic toothache. The old
darky opened his eyes in astonishment
when he heard that a sound tooth
might ache because its nerve was in
sympathy with that of the unsound
one. He asked the dentist for fur
ther explanation on the way home and
was told that many of the pains of the
body were caused by the nerves being
in sympathy with diseased parts. He
was also told that his right ear might
ache because his left one was infiamed.
The following evening the dentist
was out with some convivial fellows.
His valet was in waiting on his arrival
home, and assisted him to undress and
go to bed.
Waking in the morning with rack
ing headache, the dentist rang the
bell for his valet. but received nc re-
sponse. He rang again vigorously for
about ten minutes, and then he heard
heavy footsteps in the hall. A minute
later black head was poked into the
room, but it did not look to be that of
the dapper-looking darky of the night
before, but that of a bleary-eyed
creature with a badly swollen face.
The darky's clothing, too. was in bad
order, torn almost to shreds.
The dentist gazed in bewilderment
at the old darky, who stood before him
with head bowed and hands clasped.
"Why, Sam, what has happened to
youp Have you been drinking?" asked
the dentist.
The cunning old darky remained
silent for few moments and then
with widespread grin on his face ex-
planned: Il 'clar to goodness, don't
know jes' what is de matter wifi me,
Mas'r George. l amt drunk muffin,
an it pears to. me dat l certainly is
drunk. De on'y explanation can see
ie dat T has sympathetic drunk,
cause you know you wus well loaded
yo'self when you done come home las
night, an Use sure amt been drink
in' muffin"
The dentist smiled. What else
could he doP
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1892-10-12
women,s Peculiarities.

What man is there that has not no
ticed the many funny little peculiar
tiles that are characteristic of nearly
all of the dear women.
Perhaps you never did, so am GO
ing to call your attention to some of
them, and just for fun watch and see
if it isn't true.
A woman seldom gets up from her
chair when she has been sewing or
darning without letting a pair of scis-
sors drop from her lap to the floor.
Nine out of ten will do it. 1t would
almost seem that the bother of having
to stoop and pick them up would be
sufficient to break them of the habit,
but it does not, and she keeps stoop-
ing for those scissors all her life.
Did you ever notice woman who is
leaving friends when she is about to
get on or leave horse-carP She does
not say her "good-bys" until the car
has stopped and then all sorts of re-
quests, messages, kisses and good
bys" until every body is out of patience
and the car is ready to start. One
would think she could do all this be-
forehand, but she never does-and that
is all there is to it.
Did you ever observe how woman
throws stone or anything? Or how
she drives nailP This can't be de-
scribed.) Or how she "shoos" the
chickens with her skirts, apron and .
sort of conglomeration between cour-
tesy, twitch and stoop?
Did you ever notice when two wo-
men meet on the street how very sure
they are to look back at each other
after passingP What do they do it forP
How do they gauge just the proper
time to look back and not catch each
other looking?
Did you ever see woman try to use
a shovelP OF course there is no need
of her doing so, but she does some
times and the sight is painful.
Did you ever know women to follow
exactly any particular receipt, table or
rule for mixing and cooking anythings
No. you never did; they never do.
/ They guess at everything, and while
/ they hit it in many cases, when they
don't they explain the failure by say
ing they guess they did not get in quite
enough of this or that, or else the
stove did not work right.
! They hate rules or anything that
calls upon them to do exactly so"
and they had much rather guess at 9
"cupful." "teaspoonful" or quarter of q
pound than to measure it.
These are only few peculiarities
and they are not presented in criti-
cal sense, but only as an observation.
No doubt we fellows have an equal
number of queer ways.