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Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1892-12-22
THE TRUE SPIRIT.

"Not to BE Min1stered Unto, But to Min
ister.''
The New Year has overtaken us and
carried us on with it. Those who stop
to question ask: ''Where?'' and
''How?'' ~--- 1872 r. =
The first question no one can an
swer, but the other is focus to reply to
by our acceptance of what the year
brings us. Our feelings are particular
ly keen just noV. Love seems to burn
up brighter on the hearth, no matter
how brightly it burned before. Selfish
ness has for time been conquered.
Our hearts are warm. What has
warmed them?
Tell us, grandma, was it the warm
shawl which you received at Christmas,
or the bright and unusually kind smiles,
that warmed your heart most? Gould
it have been the card case from the
thoughtless granddaughter who knew
you never made calls, or was it the
sweet thought that she had not forgot
ten you, which made you happy?
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Grandma does not answer, but we
will see what mother will say. Was it
the pretty potted plants from that kind
friend, or the duchess lace handker-
chief sent by the boy who thinks moth
ing good enough for mother? Did these
presents lift all that pressure from your
heart? Mother shakes her head and
we know what she is thinking Of. Now
let us ask one of the boys about it. I
heard one of them saying that the
bronze ever his aunt gave him was Just
what he wanted and had been waiting
for, for eighteen years. Now we think
he looked over the little piece of bronze
beyond that and discovered some
thing else which made him happy.
The grand contagion Of self-forget-
tulness which RACES at the Christmas
tide warns all hearts and ightens all
burdens. How long will it last? All,
that's what zoe must decide, and want
to ask all to join me and take this motto
for the New Year: mot to be minis
tered unto, but to minister This will
insure us our Christmas feelings for all
the year round, and sweet peace will
settle down upon us besides. How
about Joy and happiness you say?
Well, we cannot be sure about them,
but peace is better-best of all, really
quiet, restful happiness, Joy under con-
troll, activity without friction-peace.
s'To minister'-thisr resolve will unlock
any door which opens upon peace.
Have I felt sighted? Here is the anti
dote, am not to be ministered unto.
Have felt lonely? Let me go to work.
I am to minister unto others. must
be idle to be lonely. Have felt un-
worthy Of the blessings life has brought
me? Let my worth or want be for
gotten-lost sight of in service. Have
my burdens become heavy and discour-
aging? Let me take hold with another
more heavily burdened than I am, and,
walking together, the inspiration OF
companionship will lift many pounds OF
pressure. Am I intoxicated with Joy?
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Make the New Year Happy One.

Make the New Year a Happy One.
Every one of our actions finds it's re-
Election in the life of some one else No
matter how humble may be our sur
roundings, we have an influence on
some other life Individual good cheer
means general happiness. If we are
bright we brighten our neighbor; the
neighbor is an emissary to the commu-
nifty, and the community, in turn, to
the great world at large.
Thus in the year before us we have it
pretty much in our own hands. Ma
tional advantages are ours; we need
only supply the individual elements.
The past is valuable only for the les
sons it can teach: the present for it's op-
portunities; the future for it's POSSIBLE
tiles. Whatever the past year may
have meant to you make it dead his
tory. But let the new year be living
issue. With a big, fresh sponge, drip
ping with the clear water of forgive
ness, wipe clean the slate Of your heart.
Enter the year with kind thought for
everyone. You need not kiss the hand
that smote you, but grasp it in cordial
good feeling, and let the electricity of
your own resolves find it's connecting
current-which very often exists where
| we think it not An ill-natured thought
often makes us unhappier than the per-
son to whom it is directed. A happy
mind is an elixir, and as are the spirits
of the wife in the home, so will be
those of the husband, who in turn will
carry them into the outer world. Do
nestle happiness often colors CONNER
cial prosperity. The hearthstone is the
corner of the counting-room. An I'M
happy wife makes a blue merchant. AS
we men live at home, so we work in the
outer world.
Therefore, to the thousands, yea, I
may say the million and more of women
to whom I speak with these words, let
me say: Make the new year a happy
one in your home; be bright of dispo-
sition; carry your cares easy; let your
| heart be as sunshine, and your life will
| give warmth to all around you. And
thus will you and yours be happy
Ladies' Home Journal.
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far we walked; I hardly knew in
what direction we were going; my
one thought was to keep moving.
The poor fellow near me was complete
ly gone, and lay down to sleep. I
begged him to get up, to try to move. I
beat him; I dragged him along; but he
only begged to be left alone. grabbed
him by the collar and just pulled him
along, stopping to rest every few min
utes. couldn't see; couldn't feel; l
myself longed to lie down in the soft
snow and go to sleep. Then thought
of the dear ones at home; would never
see them again. This gave me
renewed energy, and, dragging
my half-lifeless comrade, stumb-
ling under the weight of the
pack, I plunged on. Finally was COM
pletely done; I couldn't go another
step; felt that death couldn't be far
off. Oh, the utter misery Of despair of
that moment! sank down and cried
in utter helplessness. I don't know
what made me, but I struggled to my
feet once more and called again and
again, but the storm only Knocked me,
and sank down once more. l was so
sleepy and tired, and it was so nice and
soft lying in the snow. The next
thing remember was feeling some
whisky being poured down my throat,
and then that I was being dragged
through the snow and that was home
and safe. Well, boys, do you know
who did it? why, it was that little
woman sitting so quiet by the fire,
there. It appears that she somehow
had a presentiment that [ was out in the
storm and she kept going to the mouth
of the tunnel every little while, as she
had been doing nearly every night.
When I gave up to die was nearer
home than I thought, and she heard
my call. She got some whisky, and,
making the man hold torch so that
she could find her way back, she
plowed through all that snow and
storm until she found me, and then by
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main force she dragged me back to the
house. Not only that, but she went
back again and brought in the other
poor fellow. What do you think of that
for pluck? 1t was weeks before got
over the effects of that night; but tell
you what, boys, that was the happiest
New Year ever had. It's nearly twelve
O'Clock; SO fill up, all, and make ready
to drink the New. Year in when the
clock strikes, and one toast that know
you'll all join with me in drinking will
be: The Heroine of New Years Eve
My Little Wife. ". D. Charlier, in
Once Week. ~..
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ANOTHER CHRISTMAS.
Some of the Many Things We May Conf
IDENTITY Expect with the Day. .E.s

IDENTITY Expect with the Day. Las
Another Christmas day is about to
dawn, and the customary thanks are
awaiting the customary presents, and
everybody is prepared to criticise the
Christmas sermons, and compare the
weather of this year with the weather
of last year, and weare all ready to
wish all our friends d Merry Christ
mas and a good many more of them.
We speak softly of those who are
gone, and recall with tenderness the
gracious memory of their sweet pres
ence; we wonder where we shall be next
year at this time, and we all hope for
something better and more satisfactory
as time goes on.
The young people sigh because Christ
mas comes but once year; the old peo-
pie are sad because it comes so often.
The man of large family and lean
pocketbook wishes it did not come at
all, and the hungry boy, with his grow
ing appetite, welcomes it as an epoch of
plum pudding and turkey, with all the
''stufing' he can eat, and pound cake
in unlimited quantities to top off with.
The churches hang their walls with
graceful ferns and evergreens; the
choir practices for week beforehand
on some noted anthem with zigzag
quavers and trills in it, and the good
and hard-worked pastor changes pull
pits with brother in some adjacent
town, and by this arrangement the two
manage to work off their last years
sermons on the new and unsuspecting
congregation. And who can blame
them? For if it does not require genius
to say something entirely new on the
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endure. Nothing must be allowed to
stop with us. We must pass it on, for
we ourselves stagnate when our feel
ings and experiences do. Let us not
confound peace and rest with stagna-
ton. They are sweet and beautiful; 1t
is something to be avoided, even if not
foul a-...f
An old Italian proverb says: che is
richly endowed who is cheaply divert
ed" If we take view of American life,
we shall recognize how much need there
is of this rich endowment, People can
not be ''cheaply diverted" The fault
lies largely in our education. We must
learn to divert ourselves more by min
istering unto others. Let us turn more
often and more lovingly to nature. She
is a never-failing source of delight and
instruction to those who are able 10 re-
ceive what she can give. Then let us re-
vive the sweet and real friendships that
used to be in the good old tines when
the world moved slower and the people
had more time. Now the idea of friend
ships degraded to mean an acquaint-
ance of variously modified degrees. We
all need friends that are true, deep
sources of joy and strength. But these,
too, must come through ministration.
If we would gain the, greatest friend
ship we must be the greatest friend.
cannot turn my thoughts to other
things without taking you with me
where have been since made the re-
solve above. We have read the kind
wishes of many friends for a ':Happy
New Year, and thoughts grouped
themselves about us which, push them
back as we might, persisted in being
recognized. Yes, sorrowful thoughts I
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fireplace in the living-room, drinking
their coffee after late dinner. The
lights We're not lit and the party sat in
the Pickering light Of a big fire of
cracking pine logs, which threw out
quaint shadows in every direction. This
party was the usual one that yearly
gathered at Jack Ralston's to spend the
Christmas holidays with him and his
family. AS they sat in the cheerful
warmth and glow of the fire they lis
tened to the fearful storm that roared
outside. A blizzard had been raging for
the past three days; the wind howled
and shrieked through the mountain
peaks, driving the .fast-falling snow be-
fore it and piling it up in immense
drifts against every obstruction. 1t
was a bitter, biting, cold wind, too, as it
tore through the valley like a demon
seeking whom it might destroy, doing
its utmost to completely bury the house
from view in the snow; but, sheltered
as it was by two giant rocks, one on
each side, with the mountain-side at it's
back, the house was safe, in it's snug lit
tie spot, even from the storms greatest
fury. The inclement weather had kept
the men indoors, and they were grum-
bling over their enforced idleness, and
Dragged about the amount of game
they would have bagged had they only
been able to get out.
''Say, Jack, it's some time yet before
midnight. Can't you spin us yarn?''
finally said Bobby Caruthers, after a
long pause in the conversation.
"Well, I was just thinking," said
Jack, ''of just such a night as this,
fifteen years ago, when, if it had not
been for the pluck of that little woman
yonder, would not be here tonight to
see the New Year come in,'' and he
gazed fondly at his wife, who still
looked like a young woman as she sat
in the Pickering light, although on one
side sat her son, a fair young giant, and
on the other her daughter, beautiful
girl just blossoming into womanhood.
"Let's have it, came in chorus from
the party.
well, fill your pipes, and I'll tell
you my story. You see, fifteen years
ago, wasn't as prosperous as I am
now. was just starting out ranching,
had only been here some three years,
then, and where this house now stands
we only had small log cabin. Young
Jack over there was only six years old
at the time, and Miss Ruth was trotting
round. a young three-year-old. The
winter had opened badly; snow had
come very early, and with it bitter cold
weather We had plenty of fuel, SO we
managed to keep warm enough. The
cabin was in the same spot as this
house now is, SO the two big rocks
helped to keep off the ferceness of the
wind; but we were completely buried
under the snow, so that we had to dig a
tunnel from the front door out into the
open air. Myself and all the boys were
kept mighty busy taking forage out to
spots where the cattle could get to it,
and SO not starve to death. Well, one
morning, about two weeks before
Christmas, after heavy snowfall, ]
started out with all hands on one OF
these trips, intending to gather all the
cattle together as much as possible, and
to build some large hay-stacks, so that
they would have plenty of food fol-
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Same Lheme Tor nifty
two days in the year
something that
Somebody else has
not said before
something that will
not displease a good
paying member,
something that will
be thoroughly with
in the old orthodox
standard = if you
think it does not re-
quire genius, then
you had better try
to do it, and if you
succeed you can
name your own sal
airy.
About the time
when Oh ri S tmas
puts in an appear
ance you can safely
expect cold weather.
Your aunt from the
country will come
on a visit and stay
all winter, and every
day she will tell you
that there is not
money enough in
the world to tempt
her to live in the
city.
The shortest days
in the year will be
upon you, anditwill
be dark at four p.
NJ, and the gas bills
will be frightful,
and the coal bin will
lower with the mer-
curry, and all the coal
dealers will be build
ing brow MS tone
fronts, and their
wives will wear dia-
monds in their ears
and on their fingers.
All creation will
have colds, and the
man who has pat
ented a cough sirup
and advertised it
we'll will be sure of
a bigger income
than the president
Of the United States.
Bright colors will
flame on the streets
as the pretty girls
and the fashionable
women go by to look
into the shop Win
dows and note the
cut prices and OBJ
sa,.va with conn1o.
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storm was coming
up; and it proved a
regular shorter, too.
We dug a hole in
the snow and lay
down for a few
hours sleep, for we
We're dead beat; but
it was so cold that
we were only able
to get about forty
vinks, and started
again, so as not to
freeze to death.
1.-The storm in
creased, ge in G
worse and worse as
we went on; the
snow, driven by the
fierce wind, cut our
faces like so many
needles, while the
bitter cold seemed
to numb every fac
ulty and to be slow
ly freezing out our
very lives. My horse
t h n gave out
couldn't move an
other step, so I let
him go and mounted
t h e pack horse.
Night then came on,
and our whisky, that
had given us some
S t r e n G t h a n d
warmth, gave out.
w e didn't know
where we were, but
thought we couldn't
be many miles from
home if only we
were on the right
trail. My mans
horse next gave out,
and, as I was strong
er than he, I made
him get on my
horse, and, holding
on to the saddle,
walked along by his
side; but only a mile
Or so further and
our last hors e
dropped down ex-
hausted. What were
we to do? l don't
know where I got
the strength, but I
shouldered the pack
myself and we both
plunged on. 1 would
not give in the
thought that they
might be starving at
home forced me on,
I don't know how
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Maxims for the New Year.

I do not point out this fact to you
that you shall this year be mournful.
Make it the best year of all your life
the brightest, the happiest and the best.
Undue your heart with the freshness of
the morning, your soul with the sparkle
of the dawn. Resolve by good deeds
and thoughts to make this the most
triumphant year Of your life. AS a Sc
ries of short maxims to carry with you
through this year, let me give you
these:
Make every day begin and end with
God.
Be content with what you have.
Have hearty, joyful family altar in
your family circle.
Fill your home with as much good
reading and bright music as your means
will allow.
Think ill of none, but well of all.
If fortune favors you, think of others.
Don't sham; be real.
Keep busy and you will keep healthy.
Respect all sacred things.
Love God. Talmage, in Ladies Home
Journal.
The stock-king is monarch of Christ
moe dow ProoI-1ur, T 10
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"A. Suggestion.
He remembers. his letterwriting ex-
periences of last year.-Chicago Mail.

Head of Firm-You had better give
the Office boy couple of dollars, Mr..
Penwiper, for Christmas. Z
Mr.. Penwiper (the bookkeeper)Z
think we had better make it New
Years gift, Sir. I have just sent him
out with a telegram, and don't tn ink
he will get back by Christmas. Brook
lyn Citizen:
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cency the numbers of merchants who
are ready to ruin themselves by selling
their merchandise ten per cent. below
cost! A strange philanthropy which
prevails about the time the demand for
Christmas and New Years goods is over.
The merry sleigh-we have always
heard it called the merry Sleigh" so
we thus dominate it-skims along, if
there is snow enough, filled with people
who enjoy having their ears and toes
frozen and their eyes knocked out with
snowballs; and the horses like the fun
as they toss their heads and jingle
their bells and seize the first opportuni-
ty to upset the whole business into the
deepest drift on the road.-Kate Thorn,
in N Y Weekly
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No Faint Heart About Him.

Jennie (reprovingly)-But we're not
under the mistletoe now, Jack!
Jack (unabashed) = So much the
nicer!
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Frightened Youth producing CT
garettes and dime noveD-Here they
are, mister; that's all I've got-honest!
Puck.
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Like q Woman.

Wife, must have some more money,
my dear. I find that the Christmas
tree itself costs very little, but that it
takes a great deal to fix it up.
Husband just the way I've
found you all these years. Epoch.
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CHRISTMAS EVE.

Father-Why, Tom, what are you do
ing on the roof, this time of night?
,Tom-Well, I've got my doubts about
that Santa Claus story, and came here
to watch the chimneys, and find out if
there is such a person.
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The stock-king is monarch of Christ
mas day.-Brooklyn Life.
Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1892-01-14
"Thc NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. MARRIAGE"


''Why your own, of course-yours
and the pretty teachers" was the
coarse reply.
''Do you mean by the pretty teacher
to refer to Miss Arlington"
"Who else? You are not ashamed of
your choice, l suppose?"
HAS anyone dared to hint at such a
thing?" Arundel demanded in angry
tones.
mo need to hint-I've got eyes in my
head to see with, | suppose, if you have
not" was the brutal rejoinder.
81 don't know what you mean by as
suming this tone to me-" George said,
highly indignant; ito taunt me with
my afiiiction is not very brave thing
to do, Mr.. Damiens. Perhaps, if / had
the blessed privilege of sight, you
would be more careful in your selection
of words and your manner of using
them"
bah! What do you mean by swapping
mans head off for venturing re-
mark? Is Wanda Arlington
''Please, Mr.. Damiens, let Miss Arl-
ington's name rest"
''Oh, so Miss Arlington must not be
talked about, or even thought about,
suppose, by anyone but Mr.. Arundel.
How selfish you successful lovers are"
George was silent. A retort rose to
his lips, but he wisely curbed his
tongue. Helpless as he was, what
Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1892-01-14

Alphonse Damiens' wrists were as
strong as steel, but it was some little
time before he could bring his horses
down to steady trot. They started at
their own shadows in the occasional
glimpses of moonlight; the fierce gusts
of wind which came with more con-
slant fury terrified them into mad re-
bellion and, when the snow beat their
faces and the cutting sleet dashed their
sides, it was all that accomplished
horseman could do to keep them in
hand. But at last he succeeded in reduc-
ing their speed to a swift. swinging trot,
which carried them gayly over the
ground to the rhythmic cadence of the
sleigh bells.
Keep the buffalo robe well wrapped
around your knees" Damiens said. II
think we had better try the marsh; it
will save at least five miles"
Try the marsh, do you mean the bay
Dolman was speaking of? Is it not
rather dangerous road?"
''Bah Dolman is an old woman-the
bay, or marsh, whatever you like to
call it, is safe enough to man who
knows his road But if you are afraid,
why"
mo, no, am in your hands, Arun-
del said hastily, go whichever way
pleases you best"
Then, hold on, for we turn down a
hill here, and the descent is a little
awkward"
SO awkward that it seemed to George
Arundel as though they were going
down the roof of a house, but ere he
could confess his alarm. the runners
grated on the level rough ice of the
frozen river.
The relief was instantaneous. The
cold, cutting blasts OF wind lost their
fury in the shelter of the high bank,
and the horses, blown with their furious
speed, relaxed their pace to a gentle
walk.
This is ever so much pleasanter,
Arundel observed, ''though think we
ran some risk to get here. A blind
man, you know, Mr.. Damiens, NAV be
excused for being little nervous, and
my being frightened must not be con-
strued into a slight Of your magnificent
accomplishments as Jehu."
"Oh, I'm all right and the horses
know me-" was the careless response;
'but you ought not to mind little dan
ger for the enjoyment of so much hap
piness as you have had to-day. There's
many man would go through twice as
much for such a reward.
Yes, have had a delightful day.
Arundel replied, puzzled at the sudden
change Of his companions tone.
And, when is the marriage to come
Off" the FrenchIaan asked abruptly.