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tern away" pleaded Rosamond-ior
all this time the pumpkin features and
the flaming eyes were hattened against
her window blind.
'tNot until I get an answer" said
Jack, the indomitable.
"Go away !" said Rosamond.
81 WON'T" said Jack.
Suddenly the jack-o'-lantern coun-
tenance disappeared; there was a
crash.
"Oh, Jack, you have fallen off the
piazza roof! Oh, cried Rosamond,
wringing her hands, "what shall 1
do?"
"No, it wasn't me, said jack: "it
was only the pumpkin. 1t wasn't bal
anced just right on the pole. Do you
suppose that I 60 around peeping into
peoples windows? Come down, Rosy,
I say" ,
This time Rosamond did not repeat
her formula of $50 away" She
came down in the blue dress. q white,
heecy shawl wrapped around her head.
"How nice you look!'' said admir-.
ing Jack. "Get your hat. Come j.
"Never |" asseverated Rosamond.
"Oh, very good!" said Jack. ''Then
it's never with me also"
"Never what?"
Rosamond looked puzzled.
"Why, never to SO away from
here"
"Jack!"
Darling, don't you understand"
said Jack, slipping his arm around her
waist there were only the peaceful
stars to see them, and the red, blink
ing eye of the jack-o' lantern, smould-
ering away in the box borders). II
can't be happy except where you are.
I love you, Rosy. want you to be
my wife,
"Oh, Jack" she faltered, 81 never
thought of that"
Aunt Edgeley. in rnby velvet and
barbaric pearls. was ''matronizing'
the Philadelphia beauty whom the
Bramblethorpe people intended for
Jack.
Miss Melliter, of Melliter Park, kept
a sharp lookout from pair of diamond
bright eyes for the young heir; and
Christine Collingwood, looking like a
pink rose in her new gown, was also on
the qui vive-when the door swung
open, and Jack entered. leading fail
damsel in blue, who hung back, after
shy, pretty fashion.
"Mother,'' he said. going straight to
the head of the roonl--"Aunt Edgeley
this is the future Mrs. Jack Bramble.
This is my promised wife. Give her
such a welcome tn Bramblethorpe as
she deserves. Dick, where is your cor
net? Sam, what are you waiting for: :
Come! Thanksgiving is going to com
mence in real earnest now!"
The elders were considerably aston
ished, but, Jacks will had always been
law with them, and remained so still.
The bride-elect was warmly greeted,
and old Peggy never could be con-
vinced that she and the nut cakes
together had not made the MATCH
Saturday Night.
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Royal Baking Powder
or sNyNyNyNsNsNsNsNsNsD Ny
Senator Proctor Has 5000 Employees.

SeNatOF TIOctoT nas 1O,VVV IMPiVJWs
United States Senator Proctor 10
the owner of one of the most valuable
marble jquarries in the country, and
his home at Proctorville, in the Green
Mountains, possesses a beauty un.
rivaled in mountain districts. Hn
eldest son is manager of the works.
Some idea of the value of these quarries
and the enormous amount of work
performed can be estimated from the
fact that there are Is, 600 names on
the pay rolls of the company, and the
village of Proctor is made up entirely
of the employees. There are 500 cot
tages in the village, beautiful little
two-story dwellings, that are rented
at 81 per month; always kept In the
most perfect repair. The drives in
and around the neighborhood are
solidly macadamized by the hard
marble siftings from the mines, and
one may drive for miles over the
picturesque roads on roadway un-
exampled for smoothness and freedom
from dust. The Senator is planning to.
build a spacious private mansion on
the corner of Vermont avenue and *
street, the lot purchased years since,
Just across from the residence OF
Secretary Carlisle. Washington Post
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KNOWLEDGE

Brings comfort and improvement and
tends to personal enjoyment when
rightly used. The many, who live bet
ter than others and enjoy life more, with
less expenditure, by more promptly
adapting the worlds best products to
the needs of physical being, will attest
the value to health of the pure liquid
laxative principles embraced IN the
remedy, Syrup Of Figs.
Its excellence is due to its presenting
in the form most acceptable and pleas
ant to the taste, the refreshing and truly
beneficial properties of perfect lax
ative; effectually cleansing the system,
dispelling colds, headaches and fevers
and permanently curing constipation;
1t has given satisfaction to millions and
met with the approval of the medical
profession, because it acts on the Md
neys, Liver and Bowels without weak
ening them and it is perfectly free from
every Objectionable substance. .
Syrup of Figs is for sale by all drug
gists in SOC and 81 bottles, but it is man.
ufactured by the California Fig Syrup
Co. only, whose name is printed on every
package, also the name, Syrup OF Figs,
and being we'll informed, you will nof
accept any substitute if offered.
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"Wre have been educated for ladies,

"We have been educated for ladies, y
said Christine, land MOI cooks" .
care the two incompatible, Chris?'
"And l am fully resolved one day
to be an artist. A landscapist, to i'm.
mortalize just such scenes as that
pointing with slim, taper fingers to-
ward the burning glow in the west.
eyes, but in the meantime?" dryly
observed Rosamond. "We must live,
and we must eat. And really I've
made rather a good thing OF those
Brahma chickens, at thirty-fve cents
pound, while your picture of 'Wynd
Mill in a Thunderstorm still hangs In
the booksellers window, and not a
soul has 80 much as asked its price"
Christine colored again.
81 prefer to retain my position in
society as lady, said she, with some
emphasis.
"But we have no society,""
"We are asked to the Thanksgiving
party at Bramblethorpe!" exultantly
retorted Christine.
"We can't go!' averred Rosamond.
"Why can't we go?"
Nothing to wear" Rosamond sue
cinctly answered, giving sharp, sud
den tap of the hammer to plump nut
on the edge of the fatiron.
Glow do you know that?"
Rosamond lifted her eyes in sur
prise, and Christine went hurriedly
on:
"There was a travelling salesman
here this afternoon with some lovely
pink cashmere, at little more than half
price. Mamma thought it was bar
gain, and-and pink is my color, you
know, so I bought q dress. ~
Rosamond's eyes were still fixed on
Christine's face.
"And how did you pay for it?'
asked she.
81 took the m oney from the India
cabinet drawer. There was enoug b. "
"My chicken money!" exclaimed
Rosamond, reproachfully.
"Oh, knew you wouldn't mind!
said Christine, nonchalantly. 81 can
easily pay you back when my picture
is sold, and I did want to go to Bran
blethorpe so much, and how could l
90 without decent dress?"
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Hypodermic Injection Of Perfumes.

There was quite rage some years
ago in the East for perfuming the skin.
Some physicians discovered that the
hypodermio injection of certain per-
fumes, such as white rose, lilac or vio
let, under the skin caused the perfume
to be exhaled from the whole body,
and even from the breath. All the
ladies wanted to be perfumed. The
operation had to be repeated about
once week in order to secure the de-
sired results. But, unfortunately, two
or three of the perfumed ones suffered
subsequently from blood poisoning,
and one or two died. That put q
quietus on the hypodermic injection
of perfume, and the whole matter
dropped. Answers.
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'"We don't buy nor sell our cake, "
said she. But you're welcome to it,
Mrs. Edgeley, and I'm sure my young
lady will be very pleased to accommo-
date you"
"Humph! humph!" commented
Mrs. Edgeley. Much obliged, I'm
sure! I called in about that setting
Of Muscovy duck eggs, but I'll Just
take this baking of nut cakes instead.
It's just exactly the sort of thing one
wants for q Thanksgiving party.
There's something homelike and home
made about it. And I can have the
rest day after Tomorrow"
After Mrs. Edgeley had hobbled
away on her gold-headed cane, Peggy
found o crisp, clean fve-dollar bill
lying on the table.
She eyed it shrewdly. .
s1t's no more than they're worth,
said she.
And she pocketed the bill.
eyes, Miss Rosy, I gin 'em every
one away" said Peggy, craftily, "to a
poor old creetur, lame and almost
blind. You'd ha' done it yourself II
you'd been here. Her folks is dread
full partial to nut cakes, and I've
promised her another batch to-mor-
row. They're expectin' company, you
see. You won't 60 back on old Peggy,
will you, my dear? I'll trudge up the
hill with you after the nuts the first
thing after breakfast tomorrow
mornin'."
'You oughtn't to have done it with
out consulting me, Peggy" said Rosa
mond.
But she was a soft-hearted little
maid, and very fond of Peggy, and SC
she set diligently forth to gather nuts
the next day.
Peggy knew where the travelling
salesman put up--at a wayside Inn,
kept by a friend of hers-and she lost
no time in speeding thither.
"Pink is Miss Chris's COLOR" said
she, 'and I think Miss Rosamond
would look well in blue-a pale, for
get-me-pot blue. If there's one new
dress in the family, there's no reason
there shouldn't be two. Only we've
got to make haste and get it made up.
Rosamond was overioyed when the
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The First Meerscliaum.

A shoemaker, Kavol kowates, who,
in 1928, lived at Pesth, the capital of
Hungary, smoked the first meerschaum
pipe. Besides being shoemaker, how
ever, he was one of Natures handl-
craftsmen, being gifted with an intui-
tive genius for carving in wood and
other material. This brought him
into contact with Count Andrassy,
with whom he became Il great favor
ite. The Count, on his return from
mission to Turkey, brought with him
a piece of whitish clay, which had
been presented to him as q curiosity,
on account of its extraordinary light
specific gravity. 1t struck the shoe
maker that, being porous, 1t must nc
we'll adopted for pipes, as it would ab-
sorb the nicotine. The experiment
was tried, and KGTol cut pipe for the
Count and one for himself. Tic first
mecrschaum pipe, made and smoked
by Kavol Kowates, hns been preserved
in the museum at Pesth. -Tid-Bits.
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He Did Sleep.

Miss Georgia A. Knight, Of this
city, tells peculiar story. At con-
cert in Bangor recently Miss Knight
was singing her favorite solo, "Sleep,
Ny Baby, Sleep" when the stiffness
of the opera house was broken by a
"dun thud" in one of the galleries,
followed by roar of laughter that
quickly spread all around the house.
It appears that q college student had
grown aweary with long application to
his studies, and, lured on by Miss
Knights sympathetic tones and kind
invitation to repose, he fell asleep and
disgraced himself by rolling off the
seat.-Portland (Me.) Eastern Argus.
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Rubber Boots W.. Rheumatism.

Since the general wearing of Rubber Boots
among farmers and other outdoor workers,
rheumatism has very sensibly decreased. Keep
your feet dry and you can expose the rest OF
your body with less danger. Among the var'-
JUS kinds Of Rubber Boots, tbo Colchester
Spadine Boot" mas become the most popular
,f all. The great improvement of tine Spading
sole gives ease and comfort in walking, pro-
tects the sole from injury and adds to the gen.
eral durability of the Boot. Be sure aud see
the Colchester Spading Boot " before you
purchase any other kind.
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chen window with their green tendrlls.
In one hand she held bunch of ivy
trails; from the other the shears
dangled.
Her profile, sharply outlined against
the ruddy carmine of the sunset, was
exquisitely pure and delicate; her
blue eyes were full of dreamy fire.
Old Peggy, from her position in
front of the kitchen table, looked
sharply up.
"Wen," said she, briskly setting
aside the pan of baked apples that she
had taken from the oven for tea, 81
can tell you why, Miss Chrissy. It
was because you hadn't money enough
to keep on living in the city since the
Barbszon Bank failed, and because
this old stone house that belonged to
your dead-and-gone grand-uncle was
standing empty. House rent is house
rent, and there's lots of nice fruit and
vegetables in the garden, though l
won't say but it's been sadly neglected,
and the air can't be beat. Of course
it's bit dull for you young ladies;
but beggars can't be choosers, you
know, and Miss Rosamond amuses her
self with the chickens and the ducks,
bless her heart?'
The sudden flush rose angrily to
Christines satin-soft cheek.
"We are not beggars yet, said she.
''And as for Rosamond, she never had
soul above scullery maid"
whats that you're saying about
Rosamond?" cried gay young voice,
rs tall, brown-haired girl came in,
with sparkling hazel eyes, cheeks
Redeemed with exercise, and an apron
full OF nuts. "See what picked up
on the hill beyond the stone wall !;
and nice fight had with the squir-
rels and little Tom Evans, for 'em.
The squirrels chattered at me from
every tree in the cope, and Tommy
sat on the wall and sulked. But the
trees are on our land, and I was de-
termined to have our share of the nut
harvest. Only look, Chris! Aren't
they beauties?"
"Nuts!' scornfully uttered Chris
tine, vouchsafng only single glance
at the treasures, and turning away her
face toward the red sunset glow.
"What on earth are you going to do
with them?"
"Do with 'em?" echoed Rosamond.
"Why, crack 'em, to-be-sure! And
then pick 'em out, and then I shall
make some nut cookies"
Christine shrugged her shoulders.
Il beg leave to amend my verdict,
said she. 81 should have said that
Rosamond had the sonl of cook !"
Rosamond glanced toward the cellar
steps, down which old Peggy had dis
appeared.
"You know, Chris" said she, lower.
ing her voice, "that Peggy is getting
sitter and more rheumatic every day,
and we must do something to help her.
Mamma knows nothing about the
housework. and, besides, she is far toe
delicate to come down here"
81 prefer some other way of occupy
ing my time" said Christine, super.
ciliousiy.
Eyes, but what?"
Rosamond had reached dowE the
hammer, and was now balancing the
broad end Of a smoothingiron in he1
LAP, preparatory to the operation OF
cracking,
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compact little brown paper parcel
came home.
"I'm quite certain Peggy knows all
about it," said she, ''though she wraps
herself in mystery. But she's the best
old soul in the world, and she sha'n't
lose her reward when my ship comes
in; that is, if it ever does"
The afternoon preceding Thanks
giving Day she went up to Bramble-
thorpe with a pasteboatd box in her
hand. Lizzie Brambleran down stairs
to greet her.
"Have you come to help us arrange
the chrysanthemums and ivy?" said
she. "Oh, I'm SO glad to see you!'
"I couldn't possibly" said Rosa
mond. my dress isn't done yet, and
I've got to hurry home and finish it..
But I've brought you some of my nut
cakes, Lizzie; they're Thanksgiving
sort of thing, and I made them after
an old family receipt that no one has
but me.
"Nut cakes!" Miss Bramble sur
veyed the tempting show, wrapped in
a red-bordered dolly. "Why, Rosy,
we've got lot of 'em already that
Aunt Edgeley bought! Beauties, too
You never mean that you made 'em,
dear?"
Rosamond colored hot scarlet. All
of sudden the mystery cleared itself
She knew now where the forget-me-not
dress came from. She put down the
box, with a murmured word or two,
and flew swiftly home.
II never can go to that party now ~
she sobbed to herself. "Oh, how could
Peggy do such a thing? OF all things
to sell my cake to the Bramblethorpe
people! What must they think?"
ooh. come now !' said Jack Bran
BILE, when the merry clamor OF Black
Sans fiddle and Georgia Dicks cornet
proclaimed the opening dance on that
merry Thanksgiving Eve, "if Rosa
mond Collingwood isn't here, my cakes
all dough"
"It's matter of cake, any way, "
said Fernando Edgeley, satirically +;
and there was ageneral giggle. " "And
the blue-eyed sister is here. Why
can't YOU be contented with that?"
"Because like Rosy the BEST" said
Jack, with delightful frankness.
"Thanksgiving isn't Thanksgiving if
Rosy isn't here, and I'll tell you what,
I mean to 60 after her!' And he
went.
One solitary light shonc in the win
dows of the old stone house-the win
dows of Rosamond's room, where the
poor little girl was crying her heart
out.
All of sudden a fearful face glared
ira jack lantern pumpkin, with
eyes of fire, elevated on the extreme
end of a bean-pole.
Goodness me-" futtered Rosa
mond. whats that
And she flung the sash open.
"It's me, Rosy" bawled Jack.
"Come down here; want you:'
"What for:'
"To come 10 the Bramblethorpe
party! Come, make haste Dick and
Sam are in royal tune tonight, and the
music has commenced already"
"I-can't-go!' murmured Rosa
mond.
Then I can't!' said Jack. II shall
stay and spend the evening with you J.
"Do take that horrible jack-o Ian
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"Did you ever consider how I was
to buy my dress?" slowly uttered
Rosamond.
"Oh, you're the younger sister, you
know, and you can wear anything.
Besides, if only one of us is to 60, on
account of the gown, nm the eldest,
and it's my right. Everybody knows
that"
Rosamond said nothing, but worked
diligently away. Her lifelong ex-
perience of Christine's varying moods
had taught her that it was best to
swallow her discontinue and make the
best of things; but che could have
burst out into a child's passionate
weeping as she thought of all the little
comforts for her mother, the many
conveniences for the house, that that
seven dollars of "chicken money" had
been destined to procure.
81 wish you wouldn't go on crack
crack-cracking in that sort of way! j.
querulously spoke Christine, spring
ing down from her aerial perch in the
high window seat. cit makes me so
nervous!"
"Perhaps then," said Rosamond,
CURLY, "you had better 60 up stairs,
inasmuch as this work has to be done,
nerves or no nerves"
81 never saw such a girl as you J"
said Christine. "You are always los
ing your temper!'
And she hounced away up stairs,
while single crystal-bright tear fell
like diamond spark among the heap
of nutshells OF Rosamond's feet.
"I'm a goose!' thought the girl.
"And with all my grand ideas ofhero-
ism and self-control, too"
And she compressed her lips and
worked harder than ever.
"Nut cookies!' said old Mrs. Edge
ley, Colonel Bramble's aunt, as she
hobbled into Peggy's kitchen, leaning
on a gold headed cane, like the fairy
godmother in story. "Well, 1 de-
clare! How nice they look!"
"Yes'm-nut cookies, complacently
affirmed Peggy, moving forward the
pan with modest pride. "Have one,
Mrs. Edgeley, won't you? 1t ain't
none of your lard-and-molassesy bak-
er's stuff, that I can tell you!"
"Never tasted anything SO delicious
in my life" said Mrs. Edgeley, nib
bling away at the cake with teeth that
were still as white and perfect MS when
she was sixteen. ''You don't mean to
say, Peggy, that you made them?"
81, nam? Not II protested
Peggy. "Not but what I Jail myself
as good hand at cake Al most folks,
but I'm free to conteA / hain't the
light touch and the easT knack to stir
up q batch like this. It's our Miss
Rosamond that made em, Mrs. Edge
ley, and I'm proud to say it, that !
ON !"
Mrs. Edgeiey's spectaclea eyes grew
big and round. She came a step o.
| two nearer.
"Peggy,' said she, in a mysterious
whisper, "these are just what we want
for our Thanksgiving party. Aurilla
isn't much of a calculator, and I'm
afrssd we're going to run short on
calas. Would you sell me this batch
And would the young lady bake me
another-as q very special favor?" she
added, insinuatingly.
Peggy tossed her head.
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A Strange Superstition.

In Bosnia the people lave believed
at all times that bridge could not be
firm and lasting unless human being
was walled up in it. Thus there is
legend connected with the handsome
Roman bridge at Mostar, which says
that the fine arch across the Narenta
could not be finished until the archi-
tect walled up in it bridal pair. Now
that solid bridge is being built across
the Save at Brazcka this superstition
is revived. It is rumored everywhere
that gypsies are stealing children to
sell them to contractors, who will wall
one up in each lar.-Exchange.
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August.
Flower

{ "What is August Flower for ?"
As easily answered as asked. It is
for Dyspepsia. 1t is special rem
edy for the Stomach and Liver
Nothing more than this. We believe
August Flower cures Dyspepsia.
We know it will. We have reasons
for knowing it. To-day it has an
honored place in every town and
country store, possesses one Of the
largest manufacturing plants in the
country, and sells everywhere. The
reason is simple. It does one thing,
and doesitright. Itcures dyspepsia@
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We offer One Hundred Dollars Reward for
any case Of Catarrh that cannot be cured BY
Halls Catarrh Cure.
F. j. CHENEY Co., Props, Toledo, Q.
We, the undersigned, have known j. Che
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and financially able to carry out any obliSa-
tion made by their firm.
WEST & TRUA1, Wholesale Druggists, Toledo
Ohio.
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Druggists, Toledo, Ohio.
Halls Catsrrh Cure is taken internally, act
Ing directly upon the blood ana mucous sur;
faces of the system. Price, TIC. per bottle. Sold
hY All Druggists. Testimonials free.
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Ia.s GIVE THANKS.

For leaf and bud and bloom
That came with dawn of spring,
For balmy laden breeze.
For tuneful birds a-wing,
Give thanks.
For sun and moon and stars
That heat and light and cheer:
And mark the flight Of Time,
With day and month and year.
Give thanks.
For mellowed fruit and grain
In bounteous harvest stored:
For earth's full generous wealth
Into our garners poured
Give thanks.
For love and hope and faith
In friends both old and new,
With willing, helpful hands.
And trusting hearts, and true-'.
Give thanks.
For life and all its gains
From earth, and sea, and air;
For all the great outpour
OF blessings that we share
Give thanks.
H. r. Hollands. in Detroit Free Press.
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body ever visits, and one sees no one
but the meat man and the tin peddler.
It's no better than being buried alive.
I don't see why mamma ever left New
York"
Christine sat in the deep window
seat, whittier she had climbed, with a
pair of shears to cut away the cluster
ing iyy vines that darkened the kit
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Boiled to Death.

The last instance of boiling to death
took place IN Persia IN 1890. The
offender was guilty of stealing State
revenues and was put into large cald.
ron of cold water, which was slowly
heated to the boiling point. His bones
we're distributed, as warning, among
the provincial tax collectors.
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Schedule OF Thanksgiving Day.

rs o'clock the boy
Is full OF JOY.
At l2 o'clock the lad
Is far from sad.
At ! p. m. the sinner
Is filled with dinner.
At : he doth cvince
The effect cf mince.
At midnight hour he dreams
And loudly screams.
And when next day he rises
All food despises.
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A Thanksgiving PARTY.
BY HELEN FORREST GRAVES.

i, yes, 1t was sucn
q mistake said
Christine Colling-
wood, dreamily.
"'What was a mis-
take?" said old
Peggy.
"Our coming to
live in q dreary
country place like
this said Chris
tine. "Where no.