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Griggs courier., 1893-06-30

afternoon, when Aunt Sarah would
have company. But might she not put II
on now? Perhaps Jack wouldn't be here
then, and she could be careful. So she
slipped into the dainty gown, and fast
ened hooks. and buttons in nervous
haste, and then looked in the glass, AZ
every other girl that ever lived would
have done In her place.
It was . bright, fair face that she
saw there-all pink and white, and
with those violet eyes over which the
long golden lashes drooped, and that
soft bright golden hair that lay in little
rings and ripples round her white fore
head, and hung q wavy mass down to
the slender waist which the blue ribbon
girded Conn was pleased, no doubt,
with the sight she saw in the mirror
how could she help being? She tripped
downstairs, and out of the door. Jack
whistled when he saw her.
"What! all your fineries on at this
time of day? What do you think Moth
er Sarah will say to that?"
The pretty pink flush deepened in
the girls cheeks, and she answered
him almost as though she had done
something wrong:
"I'll be so careful. Jack. ! won't
spoil it. By and by you'll be gone, and
wanted to look nice when saw the
new pistol"
This seemed extremely natural to
Jack. The pistol was to him a matter
of such moment that no amount of
demonstration in its honor would have
seemed too great. Viewed in this light,
it really appeared quite meritorious
act that Conn should have put on the
white dress, and he looked her over
with that air Of half patronizing ap-
proval with which boys are apt to re-
gard the good looks of their sisters and
their cousins.
Then he exhibited the pistol. 1t had
AS q boys knife, or gun, or boat al
ways has-distinguishing and in
dividual merits of its own. No other
pistol, though it were run in the same
mold, could quite compare with it, and
it was by some sort of wonderful
chance that he had become its pos
SCISSOR. Conn wondered and admired
with him to his hearts content. Then
came breakfast, and then the marching
of the Brighton Blues. This was a
company of boys in blue uniform
hands ,me, healthy, wide-awake boys,
from fourteen to seventeen years old
every one of them the pride of mothers,
and sisters and cousins. They were to
march into Boston, and parade the
streets, and dine at restaurant, and
see the fireworks in the evening, and
don't know what other wonderful
things.
Jack was in the highest spirits. He
was sure he and his pistol were neces-
sary part of the day; and he sincerely
pitied Conn, because she was girl, and
must stay at home.
'Bang. whang, whang goes the drum, tootle.te-
tootle the fife;
Oil the day in the city square-there is no such
pleasure in Mfel"
he quoted; and then he called back to
her from the gate:
''Its too bad, Conn. that there's no
fun for you, but keep your courage up,
and I'll bring you something"
And so they marched away in the
Griggs courier., 1893-06-30
CONN WATCHES WITH ALL HER SOUL.

gay, glad morning sunshine, following
their band Of music-a boys band that
was, too.
Conn stood and watched them with a
wistful, longing look in her great blue
eyes, and the soft, bright color coming
and going on her girlish cheeks. At
last she gathered a bunch of late red
roses, and put them in her bosom, and
went into the house. She sewed lit
tie, and then she tossed her work aside,
for who cares to work on holidays?
Then she took up her new book; but
the tale it told seemed dull and cold be-
side the warm throbbing life of which
the outside world was full. She wished
over and over that she were a boy
that she might have marched away
with the rest. Then she wondered if
she could not go into town and see
them from somewhere, in all their
glory. Very little idea had she of q
Boston crowd on Fourth Of July. She
had been into town often enough with
her aunt or her uncle, and walked
through the quiet streets; and she
thought she should have little trouble
in doing the same now. She looked in
her purse; she had not much money,
but enough SO that she could ride if she
got tired, and she would be sure to
save some to come home. She called
her Aunt Sarah's one servant, and made
her promise to keep the secret as hong
as she could, and then tell Aunt Sarah
that she had gone to Boston to find
Jack, and see him march with the rest.
The girl was good-natured creature,
not bright enough to know that it was
her duty to interfere, and easily per-
suaded by Conn's entreaties and the
bit of blue ribbon with which they
were enforced.
And SO Conn started off, as the boys
had done before her, and went on her
way. But she had no music to which
to march. and for company she had only
her own thoughts-her own hopes.
Still she marched bravely on.
There were plenty of other people
going the same way-indeed it seemed
to Conn as If everybody must be going
Griggs courier., 1893-06-30

into Boston. Excitement upheld her,
and she trudged along, mile after mile,
across the pleasant mill dam. and at
last she reached Beacon street. Her
head had begun to throb horribly by
the time she got into town. It seemed
to her that all the world was whirling
round and round, and she with it. But
she could not turn back then-indeed
she did not know how to find any con-
veyance, and she knew her feet would
not carry her much farther. Surely she
must see Jack soon. He had said they
should march through Beacon street.
She would ask some one. She had an
idea that everyone must know about
anything so important as the Brighton
Blues. At last she got courage to speak
to kind-looking servant maid, in the
midst of group on the steps of one Of
the Beacon street houses. The girl
pitied her white face, SO pale now,
with all the pretty pink roses faded
from the tired young cheeks, and an
swered kindly.
She did not know about the Brighton
Blues, but she guessed all the COM
panies had been by there or would
come. Wouldn't the young lady sit
down with them on the steps, and rest,
and wait a little?
And 'the young lady" sat down.
What could she do else, with the world
whirling, whirling, and her feet so
strangely determined to whirl out from
under her? And then it grew dark,
and when it came light again there was
a wet cloth on her hair, and she lay on
a lounge in cozy basement, and the
kind girl who had cared for her told
her that she had tainted. And then
she had some food and grew refreshed
little, but was strangely confused yet,
and with only one thought, to which
she held with all the strength of her
will-that she had come to see Jack,
and must look for him till he came.
So on the steps she stationed herself,
and the crowd surged by. Military
companies, grown-up ones, came and
went with glitter of brave uniforms,
and joyful clamor of music, and Conn
watched with all her soul in her eyes,
but still no Jack.
~ "oo AAAASA.0AVOAAOOA ebV 4sSSU WHICH,
suddenly she saw the familiar blue, and
marching down the street came the
boyish ranks, following their own band
tired enough. all of them, no doubt,
but their courage kept up by the music
and the hope of fireworks by and by.
Conn strained her eyes. She did not
mean to speak, but after little, when
the face she longed for came in sight,
something within her cried out with q
sharp, despairing cry:
''Oh, Jack! Jack!''
And Jack heard. Those who were
watching saw one boy break from the
long blue line, and spring up the steps
where Conn sat. and seize in strong
hands the shoulders of a girl all in
white, her face as white as her gown,
and some red roses, withered now, upon
her breast.
''Conn-Conn Richmondv' the boy
cried, what does this mean?'
"Don't scold-oh, don't scold, Jack!'
said the pitiful, quivering lips; Il only
came to see you marching with the rest,
and-I'm tired"
Griggs courier., 1893-06-30

YES" said the girl who had be-
friended her, ''and she tainted clean
away, and she's more dead than alive
now; and if you've heart in your
bosom, you'll let your play soldering
go, and take care of her."
And just then Jack realized, boy as he
was, that he had heart in his bosom
and that his Cousin Conn was the
dearest and nearest thing to that heart
in the whole world. But he did not
tell her so till long years afterward.
just now his chief interest was to get
her home. No more marching for him;
and what were fireworks. or the supper
the boys were to take together, in COM
parison with this girl, who had cared
SO much to see him in his holiday
glory?
He took her to an omnibus, which
ran in those days to Brighton, and by
tea time he had got her home. He
found his mother frightened and help
less, and too glad to get Conn back to
think Of scolding.
1t was six years after that, that in
the battle of Malvern Hills, July 1,
1862, Jack, a real soldier then, and no
longer a boy playing at the mimicry of
war, was wounded; and next day the
news came to the quiet Brighton home.
Conn had grown to be a young lady
in the sweet grace of her twenty sum-
mers, and she was her Aunt Sarah's
help and comfort. To these two wom-
en- came the news of Jacks peril. The
mother cried q little, helplessly; but
there were no tears in Conn's eyes.
Aunt Sarah," she said, quietly, Il
am going to find Jack"
And that day she was of for the PEN
insula. 1t was the Fourth Of July
when she reached the hospital in
which her Cousin Jack had been
placed. She asked about him, trem-
bling; but the news, which treasured
her, was favorable. He was wounded,
but not dangerously. It was girlish
instinct. which every girl win under
stand, that made Conn put oh fresh,
white gown before she useo the per-
Griggs courier., 1893-06-30
THE LIBERTY BELL.

Where congress met and freedom nung
Our starry banner to the breeze,
Exultin9ly its iron tongue
All thro' that summer morning sung
Our newborn liberties.
It told the ending Of the night,
The happy dawn Of freedoms day,
And overland there flashed light
OF brotherhood and human right
Tho end Of kingly sway.
Obi how the, good old bell told out
The joyous tale Of freedoms birth!
From east to west, from north to south
The message Of its brazen mouth
Rolled all around the earthl
It sung the birthright Of the race,
The glory Of the brave and free,
And pealing from its sacred place
Il set the whole wide world sblaza
With dreams Of liberty.
IT'S old, and utters now no sound,
But yet its echoes ring sublime!
Its resting place is holy ground
To freedoms sons, wherever found,
Until the end Of time.
Louis Sverre Amonson, in Youths Cor
panion.
Griggs courier., 1893-06-30
HIS IDEAL MENAoERiE.
Mf. O'Rourke Was Too Imaginative to Suit
an Unspprecistive Audience.

AIr. O'Rourko Was Too Imaginative to Suit
an Unspprecistive Audience.
Michael Fontenoy O'Rourke, obtain
ing money by false pretenses!" read the
clerk, and q pale, wee man with red,
evasive eyes, sticky hair and trem-
bling hand rose in his place.
Peter Simonton, Vacaville fruit
grower, took the stand against him
and said:
81 was a-going' along Mission street
yesterday afternoon an was attracted
by loud shoutin' as if q political
meetin' was in progress. This man was
maxim all tn noise. He stood by tn
door of a small house an shouted some
thing like this:
"'Walk thish way, gentlemen! Ri
thish way! Creates show on earth!
See the ten-legged calf wifi four headsh
-sometimesh three un sometimesh
four, 'cording to tn time O. day. Walk
up an see tn ring-nose gyascutus, all
pink an a purple tail. A room full of
green centipedes. crawlin', crawlin',
crawlin'. All the snakesh from the
jungles of 1njy-all of 'uman' more, too.
Snakes with wings and long yeller
claws-fying an buzzin' like tn fends
o. hell! See 'em, gentlemen!
''Dont't miss tn gran p'rade-ev'ry
day thish hour. Hear tn BAN play
hear it now! It's playin' tn dead
march from Boom-ta-ra-ra! Th' ami
mails is all out now. Th' ring-streaky-
an'-stripy tiger is devourin' tn sacred
blue llama with tn six tails. Th' ele-
phant changes his spots every five min
utes to-day, gents-beau'ful iri-beau'-
full iredesh-irrederhent spots! Whee!
See tn famin' pelicans an tn whirlin'
ostrich! All for one price of admission!
Creates show on earth! Only twenty
f. cents. all now goin' roun' an roun'
an roun'!
''Well, Yer Honor, it didn't stand to
reason that all tn material wonders of
tn world could be Jumped in that there
little one-horse shanty, but people kept
goin' in an comm out an kinder
laughin' like, an every time two bits
would be paid this yer chap would go
into the rum shop next door, an when
he'd come out he'd add few monsters
O. tn deep or q howlin' somethin'-or
other to the show. Till at last I paid
! my two bits an went in.
':Now, Judge. that was tn greatest
fraud on earth-wors'n tn hayfork
swindle what caught me last fall.
There wasn't no band, nor no monsters
O. the deep, nor no pelican, nor change
able elephants-nothin' but an ordi-
nary room with mussed-up bed, q
table an empty bottle an two chairs.
So caught the tarnal swindler an
gave him over to the first policeman !
see."
What have you to say for yourself,
O'Rourke?" said the judge, with the
air of one who knows what a circus is
himself.
!"Nothin', yer honor; only Friday
night went out to see me friend Nc.
Cue, an"
''Wake or christening!"
Neither; only h'openin' of the base
ball season"
''And how's the menagerie now?"
"All gone but the old monkey wild
tn blue pants and few vareegated
birds"
Give days to get the avi-fauna out
of your system.
Griggs courier., 1893-06-30
They were Fatally Good.

'Do have more Of these light tea bis
cults" a" said the hostess, pressing them
on her guest.
Thanks, I, have already eaten one. {"
"But help yourself to another" urged
the hospitable entertainer; "my daugh-
ter nearly kills herself eating them
every time we have them. Do have an.
other.E-Detroit Free Press,
Griggs courier., 1893-06-30

Babel of noise about her. What was
II? Had everybody gone mad? Then
her wits began to wake up. She re-
membered that it was Fourth of July.
The worst noise of all-why, that must
be Jacks pistol, which he had been
saving up money to buy all winter
and all summer. And that other sound
that must be torpedoes; and there
was the old dog, Hero, barking at
them, and no wonder; it was enough to
make any respectable dog bark.
Firecrackers! Ugh! Wasn't the pis-
tol bad enongh without all these side
shows? Just then Jack called out from
the yard below:
''Conn! Conn.,
The girls name was Constantia Rich
mond; but she was too slight and bon
ny for such long name and everybody
called her Conn.
She shook back her fair, soft curls,
rs golden as a baby's now, though Conn
was fourteen, and putting little shawl
over her shoulders, peeped out of the
open window, as pretty little slip Of a
girl as you would care to see, and looked
down on the face. half-boyish, half
manly, which was upturned to her. If
Jack had been her brother, perhaps she
would have scolded him; for Conn loved
her morning nap, and the general din
had discomposed her, no doubt. But
Jack was only her cousin, and her Sec
ond cousin at that: and it's curious
what difference that does make.
Your brothers your brother ali the
days OF his life; but your cousin is an
other affair, and far less certain. So
Conn said. suite gently:
'What is it? Can l do ANYTHING?
But I'm sure don't want to help you
oh. really dreadful"
She spoke with droll, little fne-lady
air, and put her pretty little fingers to
her pretty little ears, and Jack laughed.
he had not begun to think of her vet
as charming girl-she was just Cousin
Conn.
"What," he cried. ''Not like noise on
Fourth of July? Why, You don'tdeserve
to have country"
"I'm sure wish hadn't," said Conn,
with little dash of spirit
"Are you dressed?" cried the boy six.
teen years old, but all boy still.
"No."
swell. just hurry. then, and come
down. I'm off in half an hour with the
Brighton Blues, and want you to see
first how this pistol works"
High honor this, that she, girl
should be invited to inspect the won.
derful pistol!
Conn began to dress hurriedly. What
should she put on? Her white dress
hung in the closet-such white dress
as girls wore then, for it was many
years ago-all delicate ruffies, and with
blue ribbon sash, as dainty-fine as pos.
able. She knew that was meant foz
Griggs courier., 1893-06-30

We knew the programme Of the town
Professions and orations-
But, careless Of the days renown,
We dodged its demonstrations.
They call it Independence day,
Its import well defining,
And 1t lost me my soepter's sway,
Through process of resigning.
The wood was cool and summer-sweet
Our friends were in the distance;
Ny traitor heart would not retreat
And failed to make resistance.
MY case was helpless. renounced
All rights, Jeanette succeeding:
And autumn saw the words pronounced
Which keep me from seeding.
Since then jeanette afirms (andI
Am not ashamed to state it)
That fourth day Of the month July,
Henceforth we'll celebrate It'll
Meredith Nicholson, in Judge.
Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1893-12-21
War Excitement in the Metropolis.

Inc recent. war talk tested the patri.
otisin of the members of the National
Guard in this city with tlattering results.
Several of the retired veterans of the
Seventh regiment, for instance, hasteped
to get themselves enrolled on the active
list in order that they might be ready to
go to the front with the old regiment if
the occasion should require. In few
instances new uniforms were ordered by
veterans who had outgrown their ole
ones.
Another thing that the war talk did
was to bring out in full force the "ex-
ira howlers. These noisy tricksters
permeated the entire city for several
days They stirred up the down town
business sections at noon and startled
the people in the residence streets in the
evenings. On two or three occasions
the papers they sold actually contained
some news about the Chilian situation
but in the majority of cases there was
nothing to justify the narrowing cry of
"ExtraT and not infrequently the buyer
of an extra" would find himself in pos
session OF newspaper one day old for
which he paid five times the regular
price Two enterprising shouters went
through several usually quiet streets on
the west side above Fiftieth street one
evening and worked off few hundred
copies of cheap illustrated paper nearly
amonth old They had probably bought
the lot at so much per pound, and they
sold the papers at five cents a copy
New York Times.
Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1893-12-21
Irritating SensibiIities,

~What are you going to do" laughed a
young matron, when you are born with
tastes and sensibiities all out of harmony
with your income. In our little apartment
the thing that jars most upon me is the
perpetual presence of the maid. Even If |
do not see her, can always hear her, for
she gets the most atrociously squeaky
shoes it has ever been my lot to listen to-
have spoken about the matter several
times and persuaded her to immerse the
soles Of one pair in linseed oil all night,
only to be met with firm refusal to re-
peat the operation when new pair was
necessary. Twas the lie, mum, that wore
thin so quick, and nothing | can say will
change her opinion.
81 might send her away, but should
only get some one to irritate me in some
other way. My last maid did not brush
her teeth. | told her pleasantly that she
ought to brush them every day, and when
she said she had lost her brush Il don't
suppose she ever had any, bought one,
with jar Of powder, which presented as
delcately as possible. Her teeth were,
however, beyond mere brushing, and final
Iy, after some hesitation over the expense,
decided TO send her to dentist for a
thorough cleaning Of the teeth, after which
hoped brush and powder would keep
them presentable.
But | had miscalculated my material
She refused absolutely to enter dentists
room, much less sit in his chair. A cousin
of hers had had tooth drawn by one Of
them all unbeknownst mum, when he
said he'd only look at it, and my persua
sions availed nothing. So you see I've
given up trying to soften my Affections ant
only deplore that ! notice them."-Hei
Point of View in New York Times.
Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1893-12-21

suggestion toncerhi"S IA'' D'
II we could all see that amusements, that
society, the frequent intercourse OF friend
ships, the intellectual meetings Of minds
are as important to the human well being
as any other cultivation, or as any earthly
acouisition, we should be willing to set
apart some time for society as its due.
Now, how is iti We give up the day to
two things. work and eating-even the lat
ter not being so much enjoyed us it should
be for want Of time. The claims Of society
are crowded into the fag end Of the even
ing. People, by that time, are not in very
good trim for society, and especially for
another meal. They have little life to
give to company, and If, in response TO
the tender hospitality. they go to "A friends
house and eat fourth meal, they do 30
with little enjoyment and at the expense
of health. All this might be changed with
ont violence to our business or TO our rea
sonable customs.
Take the case Of evening parties. In
stead Of calling them at late hours, In WIN
ter. say, let them be held not later than .
o'clock. Let the supper or dinner, as the
ease may be. be served as soon rs the guests
arrive. so that il would take the place OF a
regular meal. This would only require.
men and women to abandon their usual
ayocations an hour earlier than usual Ia
a word, to take into account social lie AZ
necessity. Assembling at 0, the company
could sperse at about the usual time no"
OF gathering together. There are few Peo
nle who will not agree that this would be
sensible practice.-New York Ledger
Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1893-12-21
August
Flower"

Eight doctors treated me for Heart
Disease and one for Rheumatism.
but did me no good. l could not
speak aloud. Everything that l took
into the Stomrch distressed me. ]
could not sleep. l had taken all
kinds Of medicines. Through
ncighbor got one of your books.
procured a bottle Of Green's Aug.
ust Flower and took it. l am to-day
stout, hearty and strong and enjoy
the best Of health. August Flower
saved my life and gave me my health.
Mrs. Sarah ] Cox. Defiance, o. Q
Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1893-12-21
They Were Abreast the Fashion.

1t was town in Texas, and a good many
families from the north had settled there;
nen and women reared amid refinement.
who had had some of the edges knocked
off it in the rough and tumble life of n new
state, but who still recognized the worth
Of it, acknowledged their lapses somewhat
sadly to themselves and were anxious to
pick up any of the new wrinkles of polite
society.
A wealthy New Yorker who had n broth
er-in.law and some investments in the
town, went down there one winter, on the
way to Mexico, for his health. 1t was de-
tided to give him dinner, at which the
local Texan gentlefolk could meet the rich
visitor and his fashionable wife, who was
with him.
The dinner went off with success. The
rich man was jovial fellow and his wife
affable. The Texans, however, felt a little
nervous lest they should commit some
breach of the proprieties, and they watched
their guests manners closely. Now, the
rich man was big eater, not TO say
greedy one, and his wife had to watch over
his meals on account of his health. He
wanted some ice cream, and she protested
to him, under her breath, that it would
surely make him ill. He insisted, and she
dilated on the discomforts Of sickness in a
Texan town. 1t was no use. Finally she
said; "Well, if you will have it, Henry,
put some brandy on it, for PHYS sake
That may save you from cramps in your
stomach, which your obstnacy richly de
serves and the cream is almost sure to
give you"
So the rich man poured liberal dose of
brandy over his ice cream, under protest,
declaring that the compound was far from
luxury. When he glanced around the
table and was about to apologize for his
queer taste, he saw people on both sides of
the table gravely deluging their ice cream
with brandy.-New York Tribune.