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The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1892-11-23
a feast of reason and flow of soul, and
have only waste of loneliness and woe.
don't understand it."

"fLL WAIT JUST TEN MINUTES LONGER"
"lt's horribly, shamefully awful"
moaned Mrs. Wardwell. I'm never
smile again."
II wish you would never groan again.
Things are bad enough without your
lamentations. Let us fall TO; let us be
as grateful as we may under the circum-
stances. The time is up"
And so that sorrowful pair sat down
In gloomy grandeur and ate as best they
could, but it was a mirthless banquet
and soon over.
The absence of Mr.. Wardwell's friends
was the most inexplicable thing in the
world. He was renowned as the most
graceful of hosts; his dinners were
poems; his wife was charming; his home
was a marvel Of comfort and conven-
fence, When the governors proclamation
appeared in The Gazette, announcing
that the Goth of November would DO OBJ
served as Thanksgiving day, Mr.. Ward
well, after due consultation with his
wife, wrote beautifully worded letters
to his friends asking them TO take din
ner with him on the eventful day-to
use his own modest words, ",oin me in
Thanksgiving lunch in my home"
That able man, the editor of The Ga
Eette, was invited. Who has not heard
of the editor of The GazetteY He it was
who wrote the stirring article entitled
"Whither Are We DriftingY which Gre
ated CONSERVATION from ocean TO ocean,
and placed the writer upon the pinnacle
of fame at the early age of forty. II
was customary with Mr.. Johns, the ed
itor, to repeat the famous editorial from
memory at dinner parties, and in his re-
ply TO Mr.. Wardwell's invitation he had
explicitly stated that he would deliver it,
word for word, as it was originally writ
ten, Immediately after the dinner.
Mr.. Silver. the musician, had also
been invited. You all know about the
illustrious Mr.. Silver, who composed so
many delightful songs and sang them so
irresistibly TO enchanted audiences. His
picture was printed in the local papers,
and 1t Is altogether unreasonable to sup
pose that you have not seen 1t. When
ever Mr.. Silver ate dinner at Mr.. Ward
wells he invariably rendered several Of
his most charming selections, and he
had written Theophilus that nothing
short of an epidemic would keep him
away ON Thanksgiving day.
DIR. Shadley had also received an in
vitation, and had answered that he
would do himself the honor TO he at the
appointed place promptly, adding face
tiously that his appetite would be con-
cealed about his person. The doctor
was the most interesting and amusing
story teller in the civilized world. II
was quite impossible 10 listen TO one Of
his anecdotes without being convulsed
with laughter, and since he had made
the Wardwell home echo with merri-
ment time and time again his absence
on this occasion was beyond all human
understanding.
Professor Smell, of the university, had
been invited as well and had remained
away, as had the others. The professor
made Mr.. Wardwell's house almost his
home. II was In the little blue room
overlooking the garden that he made
those admirable TRANSACTIONS Of Horace
The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1892-11-23
A MISFIT THANKSGIVING.
DY WALT MASON.

Copyright, 1892, by American Press Associa-
ton
CHAPTER I.
The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1892-11-23
CHAPTER w.
THE DINNER.


They do say that there never was such
Thanksgiving dinner In oil the coun-
try as the one enjoyed by the guests Of
Mr.. Wardwell. There was no turkey,
nor WINS there pumpkin pie, and con-
sequently the bill Of fare wouldn't in
terest You. But the lonely dinner of
nearly a week before became topic OF
mirth and reminded the doctor OF about
a dozen Of the funniest stories imagi-
nable, so that the ladies laughed until
they cried. And the musician fairly
surpassed himself in singing that touch.
ing ballad OF his own composition,
when Mary to the Dentist Goes"
which Is now Of world wide celebrity;
and the professor discoursed 80 admira-
bly, Of the foibles and idiosyncrasies of
the second Ramesis that no was voted
the most interesting speaker who ever
enlivened a Thanksgiving party; and
the editor Of The Gazette recited his
famous article with unusual fervor. 10
that some Of the ladies wept again.
The dinner lasted two hours, and
when 1t was over there was heard
ring at the doorbell. and who should
The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1892-11-23
CHAPTER II.
A BANQUET HALL DEsERrED.

A BANQUET HALL DESERTED.
The stateliest turkey that ever in
hailed the pure air of freedom was ready
for the teeth of the hungry. The noblest
pumpkin that ever grew on vine undera
benevolently smiling sun had been re-
duced to pies. and was also ready for
the famished, and the board fairly
groaned with tho other sundries which
constitute thoroughly appropriate
Thanksgiving dinneL,Sbut the host, the
master Of all the spleAdor, the designer
Of the elaborate feast, was not happy.
There was sorrow in the heart OF
Theophilus Wardwell. Sorrow and
anxiety and wonder had absolute con-
troll Of him, and his wife was weeping
In the shadows, and the dining room
was filed with gloom. The dinner
hour had passed and the invited guests
had not arrived. The remorseless clock
ON the wall kept measuring off seconds
with memorable regularity, and still
there came no ring at the doorbell.
Rachel" said Mr.. Wardwell 10 his
sobbing wife. "I'll wait just ten minutes
longer, and then II our friends do not
come wen "at all we can and give the
balance Of this feast TO the poor or send
1t 10 the heather. It is sorrowful old
Thanksgiving day for us. Unexpected
The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1892-11-23

Mrs. Wardwell was inconsolable. Poor
woman, she couldn't find relief by writ
ing articles about people she had never
heard Of, and she began TO grow pale
and was filed with nervous horror Of
meeting anybody, and she imagined that
she was the laughing stock of the town.
Nearly week had elapsed, and Der
sorrow was as heavy II not so hysterio
as ever, when one day there was an en-.
thusiastic ring at the doorbell. There
wasn't a servant In the house; she must
either open the door herself or have her
husband do 1t, or leave it unopened.
She decided to adopt the husband plan.
She wouldn't have opened 1t herself, for
she was morally certain that she would
be confronted by some heartless mocker
who would shrek with laughter over
her disastrous dinner, and 80 she called
her husband. That brave man with a
severe face went 10 the door and opened
II, and fairly shook with rage and Won
der. What manner of refined insult was
this7
Standing before him, smiling as bland
ly as though they had never grievously
and wantonly wounded him 10 the quick,
The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1892-11-23
CHAPTER Ill.
THE COMING OF THE GUESTS.

THE COMlN0 Or TIE bUESIS,
For several days following that mem.
orable fasco of a dinner Mr.. Wardwell
led the life of recluse. He was regu.
lar contributor to u great magazine, and
his articles all treated of travels in for
eign and unheard of countries. The fact
that his descriptions Of the manners and
customs of the Hindoos and Bedouins
and Malays were singularly true to life
is all the more remarkable because he
had never been away from his native
village, and month or two after the
date of this story he received personal
letter from the editor Of the magazine
complimenting him upon his realistic
description of the burning and eating of
European traveller by cannibal. He
wrote this story during the sad days fol.
lowing the wrecked dinner.
The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1892-11-23

CHAPTER l.
THE GOVERNORS PROCLAMATION
Jim" said the editor Of The Gazette
to the blond foreman, "here's the gov
ernor's Thanksgiving proclamation. Can
you run it in todayT'
~ reckon"
Gall right; don't know of anything
that would be more interesting reading
to me. And why? Because understand
Mr. Wardwell will invite some friends
to dinner on Thanksgiving, and tell
you, James, there's no man now living
can arrange such a.repast as the urbane,
genial and accomplished Theophilus
Wardwell; his dinners are songs with
ont words; they beat the dreams of pro.
fessional lotus eaters, and his Thanks
giving dinner will be revelation in
roast turkey and a symphony in pump
kin pie"
81 s'pose you'll be there?"
"If I'm not it'll be because this poor,
lisping, stammering tongue lies silent in
the grave. He always invites the same
people, and am one of them. When
he reads the governors proclamation he
will sit down and write invitations to
his chosen friends, and the chosen
friends will look forward to the day with
longing"
do you want to read the proof when
this is in type9"
The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1892-11-23
"YoUR WAGES ARE RAISED TWO DOLLARS
WEEK."

A WEEK."
have done The ringing but the foreman
Of The Gazette, whose doom had been
pronounced. He had come to call the
editor AWAY on important business, and
1t was quite affecting TO see that able
man embrace his subordinate and say;
"Your wages are raised two dollars n
week. BY one Of your blunders you
caused Mr.. Wnrdwells dinner to be n
misfit, but there never was a noblei
dinner than have had today"
Evening journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1888-1932, 1892-08-06
THE GREAT
RE MOVAL SALE
STILL GOES ON.

We are doing a business far
above our expectations. Yet
when we stop to think Of the
prices we are selling good,
well-made Clothing at, we do
not wonder at the people to
take advantage Of this oppor-
tunity to obtain a Suit or pair
Of Pants or anything in fur
nishing goods when they can
save dollars by doing so.
Boys and Childrens De
partment have some rare bar
gains in it. Now is your time,
only four weeks more, when
that boy Of yours comes home
from the country all tattered
and torn to get ready for
school.
% And only about four weeks
more before we will move
back TO our old stand Fifth
and Market streets, but a new
building and we will not take
any of this stock back; would
rather sacrifice it here. Ifyou
want bargains, come to 400
Market street.
Open tonight until 9
o'clock.
Evening journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1888-1932, 1892-08-06

are telling now, us IN many cases over
coats have been thrown aside, but brave
men tremble oftsimes until the first shot
comes, and then the nervous strain is
gone. for the hot blood leaps and tingles
through the veins. Back some distance
the horse hegders are aligned. OF to
the TANKS and rear comrade troops gaze
silently on the scene. From the crest
Of low bluff the black muzzle of tho
Hotchkiss gun peers from its knot CT
watchful batterymen. Farquhar, vigil
liant and grave, has just sent Warren
with other orders. A halfbreed Indian
steps forth, as though to carry its inn
port to the chief. At him the eyes Of
the old maniac Of u medicine man glare
with tigerish fury He lowers his feath-
cred head He crouches.
Then, suddenly, catlile leap, q wild
yell. OF goes every blanket, as though
hurled by the explosion from within.
In simultaneous crash the flame and
lead have lcaped upon the trooper line,
and now through the yelling smoke
every Indian is fighting like q demon.
Down goes many n sturdy soldier, vet
Gran sergeant, brave faced boy. The
line reels with the sudden shock, bat iii
an instant men like Thorpe and Brews-
ter and Randolph leap forward among
the men and their voices ring with the
clamor Of battle. Back up the slope.
scurrying, STOPPING low, firing, dropping
ia their tracks, tho Indians are making
for the shelter Of their tepees-for the
skirts Of tho squaws. What Sioux wom-
an fears to die in defense Of her brav69
What Sioux warrior disdains to shield
himself from foemans blow and to shoot
from the covert Of the sheltering form
Of his devoted wife?
For Gods sake, men, head 'em off.
Don't let them baok among the women
is the YELL But Indian tactics, stopping
to anything, stopping at nothing, are too
much for men trained to fight only as
folders and gentlemen. Already squaws
sre rushing forward, knife and revolver
IN hand Already the hidden savages
are firing from under tent or travois
Already "A score Of the best and bravest
Of the Twelfth have bit the dust Curly
Brewster's arm is smashed by rifle hui.
let; Thorpe, cheering on his men, head
ing them in their rapid return fire
plunges suddenly to earth with ono gasp
ing cry, "Oh, Godl My little onesl
Rolfe, riding like mad dozen yards
ahead Of his men in wild effort to cut off
the backward move, tumbles IN senseless
heap at the very feet Of knife welding
fury Of woman, who is only laid low
just as her clutch is on his hair, her
/ cleaning blade at his throat. Aye, on
this bleak and barren and cherries field,
under these leaden skies, beside the black
waters, streaked now with curdling red
the battle iiend is loose; there is, indeed,
"the devils work this day." but where
the blame lies as between thesoldier who
must fight or die and those who, far
and near cast and west, so promptly
dashed him as squaw shooter, babe
slayer, let the God Of battles decide.
lTOutiuupd on MoudnV1
Evening journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1888-1932, 1892-08-06

There was silence and anxiety in th
long range Of winter camps about the
agency. The Twelfth We're gone, no
body knew just where; but over to the
north, over toward those frowning bad
Lands'-all the more wild and PREACHER.
Gus now that the snow had filed every
rift and crevice, for the jagged surface
was one mass Of pitfalls-other battal-
ions Of horse We're also gone, and the
vigilant watch over those Indians still
clustering about their old haunts in the
valley was redoubled. The heavier guns
Of the field battery commanded the
smoky lodges, the lighter pieces were
away with the cavalry. The infantry
mufied to their eyebrows. manned the
Evening journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1888-1932, 1892-08-06

The quickest time from Wilmington 10 At
lnntic City is made by way Of Pennsgrove and
Woodbury.. ON Sunday boat leaves King
street wharf at T.3O a. Id. Arrive at Atlantic
City l0.l0 q. IN. Leave Atlantic City $50 D. m.
Arrive AZ Wilmington at sos y. nj.
Evening journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1888-1932, 1892-08-06

You Can Have the whole Day
IN New York By going on Industry lodge, No
2, a. @. IL M. excursion 20 Couey Island on
August IS Tickets $3.50
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-09-24
He Wa. Embarrassed,

There was local election at Jack
son. Miss. says writer in the New
York Herald. About noon Of that
day. three miles out OF town. l came
across an old darby seated on road
side log. Hello uncle! have you
voted yetP" asked as halted. NO
sab. 1 hain't" he replied. just 60
ing in. ehp' mo. sah-jest waitin'
fur my boy to come long" But
arn't you going to voteP" NO sab.
Use dun got myself SO embarrassed
up dat can't vote dis var" 'How's
thatp" Wall dar's Kurnel Ricketts,
he's dimocrat Oars Kernel Be-
bee-he's publican. II go in dar
boat will want me to vote fur EN-. II
dun vote fur Kurnel Ricketts, den
Kurnel Bebee will ask me what bout
dat hog he dun missed II vote fur
Kurnel Bebee den Kurnel Ricketts, will
step up and purceed TO inquar all
bout how dat meat house door was
dun busted open an two side O. bacon
toted of. hain't got MUCK edd eca-
shun. but Use smate enuff to sot right
yere till the lecshun Is over an DEM
two kurnels have fit 1t out.
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-09-24

70 be Freedmen were on board; but
scarce had the last one OF them climbed
over the side wnen Muffin roared out;
Quick Mr.. Cheese up with ye! up
with ye all for dear lifel Bear hand
before we're blown into rags! Quick
with ye! Never mind about the boat
Leave her TO tow leave her to tow"
The fright In his voice took the breath
out OF our bodies and we hoped
aboard like monkeys The decks
looked crowded with people huddled
together. A bright glare came from
the brig and lighted the vessel up.
1t was not five minutes after the helm
had been put over and the schooner
was beginning to slide through the
water feeling the weight OF the wind
after the grip OF her helm. that had
kept her hove to- when the brig blew
up with such an enormous bursting
sound that am sure no clap OF thun-
der ever heard In tropical regions
came near TO il in It's power OF stun
ming. never saw another sight to
equal that which followed. have
seen some peril in my time. but when
come to reflect how soon that brig
blew up after we had pushed off with
our second load and after We had just
managed to get the schooner out of
range OF the explosion. am bound to
think that that salvage job was the
very closest shave which have ever
experienced. San Francisco Call.
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-09-24
WOUNDS WITHOUT HURTING
A Humane Bullet Invented by General
Tweedie-How IL Works.

A Humane Bullet Invented by General
| Tweedie-How IL Works.
General Tweedie has designed a
bullet which Is thought highly Of by
English ordnance experts and Is In
their opinion. something that will
meet q long-felt want The new
small bore bullet has been found to
pass through living animals in less
sensitive parts without their being
aware that they have been struck at
all This is due to the combination
of high velocity and small diameter.
In war the object is to disable men.
and this is often more etfectually full
filed by wounding than by killing
because awounded man ut the moment
| requires one or two men to look after
him while the dead man is for the
time let alone. II the wound. how
ever is one that hardly makes its
existence known. the immediate object
may not be answered. A savage
especially would despise wound of
this character. IL the bullet strikes
bone the effect is different because
bone splinters terribly under a blow
at high velocity. but the New York
Times says that for what are called
flesh wounds the small bore is no
where"
General Tweedie's bullet has a
mantlet or case. which is closed at
the base and open at the head. the
mantlet ending about half way be-
tween the shoulder and the point
The result is that on striking. the
head spreads or mushrooms so as
to make the bullet after having the
advantage of small diameter in
fight to become on impact practically
one of large bore the main difference
being that the energy consists more in
velocity and less in weight than was
the case in the old large bore ball
II is also said to be much moro eff
cient against thin iron or steel plate
for the same reason-namely. that it
makes a much larger hole and acts
particularly well in oblique impact
OF course it will be clearly understood
that this is only in cases in which the
plate is outmatched by the bullet.
As the chief objection to the bullet
is that it will not do the work OF an
armor- piercing project;le that objec-
ton can stand. says prominent ordi-
nance authority. and. as the Tweedle
bullet possesses all of the qualities re-
quired it seems very probable that
extensive experiments will be made to
prove its superiority to other small
arm bullets in use to-day.
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-09-24
DO birds Like CoIor.i

In order to test both the intelli-
gence and the color sense OF birds. DIR.
Abbott once placed several woollen
threads--red. yellow. green. purple
and grey--near tree in which a
pair OF Baltimore orioles were build
ing their nest Except in point OF
color the pieces OF yarn were exactly
alike and their number was the Same.
but the red and yellow were inten-
ticnally placed on the top to attract
attention. II was found that the
birds used all the grey and little OF
the purple the bright colors being
Stunned as likely TO maketheir home
TOO conspicuous
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-09-24
NEAR ENOUGH.
Perhaps Papa Had Different Views About

Perhaps Papa Had Different Views About
1t, Though.
Oh George! Why are you here?"
The fair Annabel MaGuire descended
to the parlor floor to greet the young
man who had sent up his name and
she greeted him with this question.
says Puck. because l wanted to SEQ
you. dear l couldn't live another
day without looking in your sweet
face" '.But you know what papa
said?" Yes" replied the young man
bitterly; Il am not likely TO forget IL"
Hes very determined man too.
George" 80 infer" .And when
he said you must not come to see me,
or even think OF me again. until you
had $50. 900 you could call your own.
he meant it George" Yes" as
sented the young man dismally Il
suppose he did" ..And still you have
dared his wrathP' Yes" aAll for
me. GeorgeP For my sakep' Yes
love. My devotion for you is SO in
tense that have even dared to dis
obey your father and call on you in
his house" But George. you havn't
saved that $50. 900 yet have youP"
asked the maiden. as "a futter OF hope
that he possibly might have secured
the money in some way crossed her
bosom. No" answered George sim
ply. ''How much have you saved,
Georgep" Only S1Z6S." oh well.
Til speak to papa myself l think
that's near enough"
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-09-24

I saw birds nest In . trea,
Al softly lined, with birdlings three;
o happy birds, that know not sorrow,
But sing your songs and dread no morrow
The mother bird was full of care,
She swiftly few, now here, now there,
Around her little ones she fiuttered,
And tender, brooding love notes uttered.
I came again, the birds had flown;
The nest was there--deserted, lone;
For birds must soar, aud birdlings follow,
Leaving the hay nest empty, hollow.
And so our nests ara sometimes stirred,
That like the timid new-fedged bird,
We may be taught sweeter singing,
While upward we our way are winging.
es IN. Y. Observer.
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-09-24
MAKING HOME HAPPY.

Why He Had to Wait hit for His
He took of his coat In the hall.
hung up his hat on the rack and made
turn toward the dining room.
1t was stone cold.
Mary" he said. solemnly. as he
found her in the library. what does
this mean ehp"
sit down" she said sweetly. Il
have been waiting for you"
You have. ehP" he said. glazing
about. .Do you know. Mary. what
the hour isp'
Il do. Harry"
And do you know that / got up
this morning at o'clock, breakfasted
of the stove hearth and then hustled
down town where have been work.
ing like horse for fourteen hoursp"
isis it possible. Harry dear !"
she said In syrupy tones
lit is madam. and what's more I
am as hungry as bear; l want my
supper. am sick and tired OF this
sort Of thing You do nothing but
run about all day and leave things go
TO smash"
Have care Harry Armitage!'
she said with pout
Il know what / ana talking about
l suppose you want me to do the usual
favorsP'
If you please Harry dear you
know; just dress little Tommy for
dinner. peel the potatoes build the
kitchen fire and get the coal up out of
the cellar. ehP'
Il will do no such thing. madam.
and what's more, tomorrow l will
apply for divorce. You are the
LATEST most shiftless woman in New
York;
Harry" said the woman slowly
coming over and putting her arms
around his neck you do not under
stand. said l was waiting for you
and have too. i have n little sur
prise for you. dearest Guess what it
isp''
Bah! on the guessing. / want
my support"
Il will tell you in spite OF all.
don't care If you get mad or not 1t
is this
Stop
Il have just finished embroidering
your new nightshirts with red stars
all around the collarn'