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Albuquerque weekly citizen. (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1891-19??, 1893-02-25

GentiAns we're once as common In
tho Alpine pastures as daisies are IL
our meadows; but the Alps have been
rihsd by the root grubbor aud gentiAnA
acaulis has now 10 be 80 Rht on spots
hith& to unexporsd on spots where
hardly q goat can hnd ioothold
Albuquerque weekly citizen. (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1891-19??, 1893-02-25
A GRAVE QUESTION,
Eminent seisntists surmiss That the
Oceans Are Drying Tn.

Newton. the great Sir Isaac. sur.
missed. although he could give no r.a-
son for the conclusions ho had
reached, that in tho course u tim,
the earth would become perfectly dry.
Others. most notably Dc verne. Ham.
ilton Profossor A. L. and ths
younger l.ysander. ell believed tina,
eventually the earth would becom. ss
dry as the proverbial chip. Even In
this day and age the theory has
many adheronts. Al . r~cant -nsst-
Ing Of tho French Geological society
M. Transchold Of Moscow. g..,sia.
read a papcr entitled 'Noninvariubil-
ity OF tho Level OF the Ocean" Il
terminated with tho following curl
Gus and interesting conclusions:
!. In proportion as certain parts Of
the earth's crust rise from the bottom
OF the sea above its level. the latter
must be lowered.
2. The surfaces Of nearly all tho
continents and Islands have at one
time formed portions Of the ocean.
hoor. They have risen from the
water partly because OF the rctrea, Of
the waters.
5. As continents are formed one
part OF the waters Of the seas H. trans
ported to them In the form OF lakes.
rivers, eternal SHOWS. glaciers and or.
ganized substances. Owing To these
actions the waters Of the oceans have
been constantly diminishing and their
levels lowered correspondingly.
4. In proportion ss the earth cools
down Ice accumulstcs near the poles
and on tho tops OF mountains: wator
is taken more deeply into the surface
OF tho terrestrial crust. the formation
Of hydrated minerals being manifested
everywhere.
The result OF these conclusions is
that since all the water that ever cx-
lated may still exist In the form OF
perpetual Ice, snow. hydgated min
erals, etc, the waters Of all oceans
have been gradually disappearing and
that the lowering Of tho oceans Is GO
Ing on even at the present day, and
faster. perhaps, than ever before
Albuquerque weekly citizen. (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1891-19??, 1893-02-25

A young man. who was 10 mako his
first political speech In Maine, ar
ranged with n friend Ia the audience
that. At the first indication ~ embar-
rassment on the part ~ the speaker.
he should pretend 20 have NJ. so
that during the excitement created
the speaker should have time to re-
cover. The night came. The young
speaker began 10 stammcr, The
chum, sitting In the second row of tho
audience. started q twltchlng of face
and Jerking OF muscles that was a
very good imitation Of u man about To
fall In ht. But II happened that
next 20 the pretended sick man sat q
doctor. He st once began an exam.
nation, and, within two minutes. ris-
ing angrily TO his feet. he said TO the
curious crowd; "Gcntlomen, this man
Is no more sick than you are, Ills
Illness Is wholly pretended, and doubt.
less is simulated for the express pur-
pose of preventing our bright young
friend" pointing to ia" man ON the
platform, from fnishinL his speech" ="
The crowd got mad, They hammered
him, and pounded him, tore his
clothes, and threw him down two
aights Of stairs 10 the street.-Argo-
nAut.
Albuquerque weekly citizen. (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1891-19??, 1893-02-25
Too IiArd Mn,k.

tool"
Three on . littlo job like that"
"i"s' ihreei two In trying to got to
work and the other on the job.n-
Lilo,
Connecticut western news., 1893-12-21
Children who RInr tn Rnsaia.

In Russia there is always great de- mand for little ones who can sing well. Girls with clear, sweet voices and boys with notes like a thrush are carefully cared for and cherished as they are in no other country. In America we are very fond of children who can sing. But they are not so absolutely neces- sary to us as they seem to be to the Russians
 The night before Christmas in all Russian churches there is sure to be gathered together a very large assem- bly of people-so many, indeed, that the church is crowded out to the door steps, and people stand looking over each others shoulders, trying to get just peep into the church. The altar is sure to be beautifully decorated with candles and with images of the Christ-Child.. And up to midnight very solemn services are held. Sud- denly, at the stroke of the midnight bell, everything ceases. The church is very brilliantly lighted, and, as the lights flood the church, a child's voice is heard pealing forth Christmas am them. ''Kristosl Kristosl Kristos" is the burden of the song they always sing, and those who have had the pleasure of listening to child's serv- ice held at midnight in Russia say that 1t is worth the trip all the way there just to hear the lovely child-voice sing the "Kristos" solo with the grand chorus of one hundred baby voices which follows in a Christmas refrain N " Tadper
Connecticut western news., 1893-12-21
HANG UP THE STOCKINGS.

For It Is Out of Them That the Great
 ChRistmaa Fun Comes for the Children.
 The Christmas tree is all very we'll, 1t is "splendid' in fact, and how beautiful it looks with the candles lighted and the bright tinted balls and bells and eggs and hearts and stars shining all over it; but it is nothing to the stocking in the chimney-place on Christmas eve. Have the tree by all means. But if you want to make the children happy don't omit the stock ings. It is English and fashionable to have the tree, with all the aunts and uncles and cousins asked, and gifts for everybody, and music and dancing and games, and cakes and oranges and candies and lemonade and funny reel tations, and all sorts of things. But oh, the stoclxingsi When everyone has brought pair of the longest and big gest, and papa has taken pains to hang them so that they are strong, and all is quite still in the street and it is bed time, what wonderful ideas come into the little minds, and what pleasant memories into those of the grown-ups. What mother would like to miss the little exhibition of hope and faith. The child who trusts most ardently in the benevolent Santa Claus will be most likely to put faith in Heavens mercies in his after life; for Santa Claus always comes when he is expect ed, and when mother and father hang the stockings up he is sure to put something in them.
 How swiftly the little feet fly up- stairs when mamma calls; Bedtime, darlings." How little frocks and aprons slip from pretty shoulders; and, when the prayers are said, the heads are ready for the white pillows, and every little eye shuts up at once. The children are going to sleep right off," to bring morning nearer. But when the lights are out, it is not so easy. Surely, that was the
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''Now, Tom,n said Tom's father, ''you must go to the fireplace and call up to Santa Claus, and tell him what you want him to bring you for Christ mas" .t <M
 Tom thought deeply for few min utes and then strode bravely over to the fireplace and, sitting down before the fender, began:
 "Well, Mir. Claus, want three wheeled bicycle, because always fall off the other kind and break my neck. want lots of marbles and tops, and railway engines, and steamboats. Got that?"
 There came no answer,
 ''Go ahead" said the father. He heard you"
 And want n pony and dog, and wagon, and lots of books and tin sol diers. In fact, Mir. Santa Claus, you might bring me little of everything ? -Harper's Bazar.
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they were old. How could she live forty years fifty, maybe, without Beth Joh1al
 The clock ticked on, the fire sput- tered fitfully, but the silence of the raised his head and looked at Margaret as she lay with closed eyes. Her white, suffering face touched his heart. How much older she lookedl It was only four years since she had stood a bride of nineteen and given herself to him. Why, could 1t be only four yearsi It seemed like an eternity. And yet the scene rose before him with the vivid ness of yesterday--the organs tone, the brilliant procession, the subdued hush of the church, and then the rec tors solemn words. He wondered if he could remember any of them.
 "For better, for worse"-how they had tested beforehand over that! They were so sure it could never be flor worse" ''For better, for worse"- s'For better, for worse"-the words said themselves over and over. ''In sickness and in health"-it was all coming back to him-s'to love and to cherish.a To chertshg that meant to protect, to care for--he had not done thRt--but he had meant to-as God was his judge he had meant to-he had made those vows in good faith, mean ing to keep them all, but somehow if had all been miserable failure. He could see the mistakes now. If he could only blot it all out and begin againl .,s.
 '''To love and to cherish" He did, for time, he told himself. Their early married life had been as happy as that of most people, he could honest ly say-"Till death us do part, " sounded the preachers voice, as if it were now till dedth us do part.
 John Thorne wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had never felt those marriage vows so imperative, so un. yielding, so for eternity, as now-now that it was too late.
 Was it too late2 A thrill passed through him. They were young, after all. They had their lives before them Why not begin again? Then he re. membered, with sinking heart, the bitter, bitter things they had each said. They were not true-he had felt that at the time-but they were spoken and could not be recalled. An, no! Ii was too late. They could never undo it.
 He glanced arodnd the room. How natural it seemedl only the crib was gone-Beth had outgrown that, he sup posed. How they had laughed and joked over that crib and his blunders in selecting itl And how sweet Mar garet had looked to him as she lay with
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tinkle of sleigh-bells. Surely. that is sound in the chimney, Suppose poor Santa Claus should get stuck there some night, and be smothered before he was gotten out" Bessie sug- gests that. But Daisy says: He couldn't. He isn't like foIts" And they are glad to think it.
 Tom, with a troubled conscience he did nip that piece out of the mince- pie on the pantry shelf-asks Willie if he believes that Santa Claus ever puts rods in bad boys stockings to whip them with. And Willie replies, with a thrill in his voice, for he feels that the very idea is an insult to his old | Saint: ... "No, of course not. He is too nice. He is like grandpa"
 | Then Tom says that he has a mind to go downstairs and take a peep. And how jolly it would be to see Santa Claus legs coming downl He says this every Christmas eve; but he never does it, and he never will. | "Tinklel Tinklel Tinklel" Certainly that is on the roof. Some one is mov ing in the diRing-room. Tom covers his head with the quilt, and does not say what he was going Co say, about asking Santa Claus to take him out with him some night, as the milkman did one morning in hfs sleigh. Tom feels that this is a solemn moment, and that he had better go to sleep.
 And suddenly it Is morning. They have all been sound asleep. How fun any all those hours are gonel It seem such waste of time to wash and dress and have curls brushed, but it must be done. Then down chatter the little feet, and there sit mamma and papa, and Meir opinion is that the stockings are very full, as indeed they are. The old Saint has had to put some of his gifts on the mantle piece or on chairs And oh, the dollsl Oh, the tea-set Oh, the carts and horses and steam enginesl Oh, the wonderful beautiful giftsi
 How did Santa Claus know that wanted my doll to have . parasol?' cries Bessie.
 And there is nothing but joy in Toms heart, for he has little photo graphic outfit.
 aSanta Claus" he says. ''is thu lkindest person ever heard of"
 Oh, 1t is out of the stockings that tho great Christmas fun comes for tho children. Let us have them always by our hresides while there are childrer in our homes.--M. K. D., in N. Y Ledger.
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them in and lays them bare to our opened eyes!
 She glanced furtively at him. He rested his head on his right hand, his left clasping Beth's. His eyes were fixed on the child as if he would in these few moments left feast his fam ished heart upon that which had been so long withheld. Something in his position made Margaret think of one other night when they had sat like this and watched Beth through the croup, and how they had felt that if God would only spare her they could have nothing in life to trouble them again. How gentle and tender John had been that night! ..
 And then there was the time that Beth was burned and John had walked with her the whole night long and would not even let the mother rest him, because ''she was weak and he was strong" he had said. How the memories came thronging upon her Oh, if she could only wake and find that this year had been dream-a hor' rible dream-and there had been nc quarrel! She threw her head back and closed her eyes with sick feeling that she had dug her own grave.
 It would never bel She would find herself here tomorrow, but Beth would be gone-downstairs would be a baby that would look like her, but il would not be Beth. And then there would be the funeral. And then the empty house, the house that John had said he, should never take from her and Beth. And then-ohl what would she do then? Why, she was only twenty three, and most people didn't die til
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Tha Nevv-Yoar Rouoluftop.

When first, on New-Year's eve, it sprang To life with determined mien, a'Twill live forever and dayi" You would have said if you had seen; And when it spoke its strict intent
 With sternest voice and rigid word, "'Twin never yield to any wilei"
 You would have said if you had heard Yet day by day it bore itself
 Less loftily, and day by day Its accents lost their tone severe.
 And slowly, softly died away. Twas then with satisfaction he
 Who made it saw its power wane, And hushed 1t to a silent sleep Till Now. Years eve should come again. Mrs. George Archibald. in Judge.
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Aa On our Way We Sob or sinK.

New Year gladi o Now Year brightl What arc the treasures that you hold1 What is the fAte you hide from sight Wrapped in your mnntle's fieecy foldi There re the smile of May and tho kiss oi
 June
 Sun and shadow for meadow hooks. Swnying lilies and woods ntune,
 Signing breexes and laughing brookA There are blessings that will touch with bliss The fragrant days that wing their hirht And Sorrow waits, that she may kiss Our brows through some long, silent night There Ire golden opportunities
 For us to soothe, or bloas, or cheer Some lonely heart--to kiss away
 From saddcned eyes bitter tear. o New Year bright--or New Year sadi If joys or griefs to me you bring, Help me to make some others glad
 As on my way sob or sing
 Claudia Tharin. in Good Housekeeping
Connecticut western news., 1893-12-21
A New Year sonR.

Who comes dancing over the snow. His little Aoft feet all bare and ro1yl Open the door, though the wild winds blow: Take the child in and make him coxy. Take him in. and hold him dear; He is tho wonderful New Year. Open your heart. be it sad or gay, Welcome him there and use him ktndly: For you must carry him, yea or nay, Garry him with shut eyes so hlindly. But whether he brinGeth Joy or fear Take himl God sends him this good New
 Year.
 -Chr1stian at Work.
Connecticut western news., 1893-12-21
A TRAVELLING nAvANr.

Farmer cribbs--I've got yer now. Take yer hand of that turkeyl
 Gentlemanly Tramp--You wrong me, sir. in speaking so harshly. I'm wall ing delegate for the American science association. was simply feeling tho birds pulse to ascertain if the approach ing Christmas ceremonies had any eff feet on his nervous organization Judge.
Connecticut western news., 1893-12-21

That Tommy to his mother said: "'Twill soon be Christmas nowl II Ihope that Santa Claus will bring A lot of things for me this year I'll be as glad as anything
 When Christmas mornings here. "I hope he'I bring scarlet sled. For gliding swiftly down the hill; And that with candies green and red My stocking long he'll All 1T want little gun to pop
 The kitten when she's fast asleep; want pretty humming top, want some bleating sheep "I want book of fairy tales, want a nest of picture blocks; want boat that swims with sails, IwAnt jack in box" ONE WEEK BEFoRE CHRISTMAS. This morn said Tommy, full of glce, AS to his mother dear he ran: "Old Santa Claus indeed must be, A very nice old mani" Then shouting in his boundless joy, He soon relief in dancing found, And was indeed the happiest boy For miles and miles around 1T know he heard me when told You, mother, what I wished he'd bring. Beneath her spectacles of gold She smiled at such thing. It's so." said Tommy, with bound That showed he hadn't any cares; Tho toys wished for just found Way up the garret staira
 Puck.
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who have stood beside such know that love and grief are not measured by feet and inches.
 The glory of the setting sun fills the place. It lights up the faces of father and mother as they lay, with loving hands, forget-me-nots upon the green turf, and then, hand in hand, go forth. A stray sunbeam falls across the white stone. We stoop to read the inscrip- tion. It is very simple one: As...s....... 's.--'... .s..s...........'S
 BABY BETH.
 AQED THRHR
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Chrlstmaa tliE4rA

Lady--I want . dozen cigars for this case.
 Dealer--I'm afraid Tvs nothing good enough in stock to suit you.
 Lady--oh. yes. Just any kind will do. They are to be given away as n Christmas present-Inter Ocean.
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nIdn,t Need Any.

"I don't see any mistletoe in your Christmas decorations, Miss Marjorie" said young Blifkins. ..s....t ..-. .s
 ''No; we went everywhere and couldn't find any, but" she added, brightly, 1T told mamma that you wouldn't need any" ..-t@ .....Hs...
 He didn't.-Chicago News --
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bisque doll, toys. glittering halls, mar velous sugar dogs and bears and s'el- phunts, candy apples and hearts, pop corn, colored tapers just ready to be 1ighted-you know it all, 1t was just what you had for your three-year-old baby-and upstairs Baby Beth was dying. All week long, with the fierce ness of "a tigress fighting for her young, Margaret Thorne had fought for her child's life. From the moment that the first hoarse cough smote upon her ear and Beth had said: Mamma, it hurts me here when tOH, she had lost no time. All that doctors, nurses, servants, friends -even mOther-love itself could do, had been done, and now in her darkened chamber the mother sat with her baby on her knees and waited. Towards night change had come. The harsh cough ceased, the painting breath came more quietly.
 Didn't she seem easier2" she had asked, and the doctor had answered briefly: "Yes." Then, after an interval of waiting: "Wasn't her breathing less 1abored?" The doctor made no reply.
 Doctor" ]" piteously, "don't you think Sne IS DoCVerF
 Dr. Lemoyne turned away. He had practiced many years, and witnessed many scene like this, but to His kind heart each one was new.
 My child" he said, ''she will never be any better she is dying"
 It is curious to see the effect, upon different temperaments, of such a shock. Some receive it with cries and lamentations; others with silent tears; some with blanched faces and tighten ing lips; while few shut the teeth to- gether and make no other sign. And under 1t all is the mother heart and the same wound, and who shall say that tAere Is great grief, but here is lessf
 Margaret Thorne made no outcry shed no tear-she would have ''to-mor. row and all after life for tears, to-day she had-her baby. She bent over the child and half stretched out her arms with the irnpulse to take her and gc
Connecticut western news., 1893-12-21
HIs Annual Custom.

Spatts-Y Young Glim has broken with Miss Thinly.
 Bloobumper-His love has grown cold, has it2
 Spatts--It isn't that. He thinks he can't stand the expense of Christmas gift.-Detroit Free Press.
Connecticut western news., 1893-12-21
An thnhtrIa.

Dora.-Oh, Bertha, what do you sup pose I am to have for a New Years present?
 Bertha-Can't imagine, am sure.
 Dora-Papa's going to buy me . French prince or an Engiish duke Judge.
Connecticut western news., 1893-12-21
HoW He Tnmot TIor.

Price-What made Jenks take his wife to see that horrible prize fghtP
 Wheaton-She had finished her Christmas shopping and everything else seemed so tame to her.-Inter Ocean.
Connecticut western news., 1893-12-21
B A B Y B E T H. AGED THREK

"And little child shall lead them. T Caroline H. Stanley, in Good House keeping.
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the tiny mite on her arm and called him papa" for the first time! And they had called her their New Years Gift and said she was to bring new love into their lives! And in that night of anguish, just before, when Margaret lay lowering between life and death, how he had prayed in an agony of fear that she might not die, that he might show his love by life of devotion to her! And how-ah, how he had broken those vowsl
 The breath comes slowly. The little hands are very still-and yet, o baby fingers, through the solemn watches of this night, thou'rt gathering up the tangled, broken threads of these two lives, and, with touch no other hand might use, are weaving them together, deftly, surely, with Heaven-sent skill
 There was slight stir. The mother and father felt quiver pass through the little form. With startled faces they bent over her. There was a gasp sudden throwing up of the little hands-then all was still.
 In an instant his arms were around her, her head on his breast.
 Margaret, my wifep'
 70 John, Johnl" she said.
 The clock struck twelve. A New Year had dawned.
Connecticut western news., 1893-12-21

In the twilight of a summer day a man and woman stand beside a little grave. There is an air of subdued sad ness about them that tells to whom the little mound belongs, and yet when they speak it is hopefully and cheerfully. It is tiny grave-.'only . baby" stranger would say-but we
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somewhere anywhere - away from everybody. It was the instinct of the
 wounded animal. Then she fell into the monotonous swinging motion of the knees, familiar to mothers, batting
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Romeo" she whispered, twill yon get some mistletSoc for Christmasa" What for, Juliet?" he questioned. ''oh,' she replicdrl ''merely as-as an excuse. ."-N. Y Hepnld.
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WAS when the leaves, all gold an d red, Were lightly Hit ting fr om fha lnnnRh.