davidaulloa/AmericanStories huggingface dataset:
Decorah-posten., 1893-08-08
Tlpoen TiIen.

Nllen er muli9pis ben marfeli9ite
5loo / 8eroen. Sen ifplbes bet, at
W9ppten er beboelis, ioet ben bar Iurs
panolet en- uotgrret Erfen til bet fruats
bareite 2ano paa Sprben. 8aa lamme
Glib af9iuer ben en- uomarfet Sanbelss
bel ps gier transporter al 8pgninss=
matcrialter let. De samle 9gspptere
bar peo Sjalp al ben iitano til at be-
nptte Isluans@rani for be praotiee
Sp9nin9er | 2beben os Wempbis u9
lelp for DC / guni8 ueo Miooelbaosfps
fen. Eaa en- 9io, oa Sefoltnin9en paa
De brittle Ger bar fl9ot i Climb al
oiloe Spr o9 Direbe paa 0ruioernes
Stenaltre, bar sgsppten Miotpunftet
for en- rig os i%priinet Civilization.
Stprite 2elen Of oeune Wspptens uos
pitlin9 ltplotes Nileu, iom life alene
bpert Iar panbeoe os sisoeSe Surben,
men par % or en- al WeroenS beoite oa
itsrite naturlise 5eroielspeie. Sra
Tinterens Sespubelie til 5oraarets
Slutnins bet er, meoens 0ilen er
ieilbar = bl9ier N%prbenpinoen itaoio
meo tilltretteIis 8raft til at isre Sell.
baaoe meo spo 5art pp mob Strsm.
men, os paa ben anben Sibe er Strsm.
men itGrt not til at fsre en- gaab uoen
Cell neb mob ginbsn, naar bet oa life
er lisefrem en- Ortan. 9stte f~ortlarer
9ariasen til, at be snmls SGapytere
lite transte Gampfraft eler eleftriite
Motors ior ben umaaoslise Sanoel,
ipm blsp Srepst paa Nilen, eler for Be
5artsier, ION braste Spsuinssmuteriale
fra Sunereeer at Wile borts. :
Decorah-posten., 1893-08-08
obpbamm

Soban, 40 aar, % Suitru aoren
sIrntSoir. bel 80 gor. Sobans Dot.
Ter al tiolisere sGsteitab, Inna, 10
Var. S%otti9lem Martba 9aaross
batter omfr. 20 Iar.-Soban paoo.
neoe peo at iaa en- Gtpt ira 9eeeen
laloeuoe no ooer fig. 9an tom iie
ri al Stotfen 90 Irem paa Sulpet.
gao treb ban op isiennem Sfor.
ltenspiben, boor ban berte i'm Dat.
tiers Noob ON SieIp. bpiIten bet
bog life ltoo | bans Waet at brinoe,
oa 9u'et por iuIot al 2ere. goaoe
bans l6ultru % 0aiteren omtom,
Ii9eiaa Yiortba g~aarbsotr. Sor
alene bleo reooet. Gan Tom / bare
Stlorten til 9isrfen, bportil paioo
mango andre reooeoe bIep braot pp.
gtu er ban oaarIis os ifral boeeite,
&a'oitroIcn. l So 90 s emaaia
itre9 meo. - De SoruIpttebe Iunont
% beeropue.
Decorah-posten., 1893-08-08

Yaa 9anSslsspmnaiet. aareren A.:
"aan De iise mig, getsrisn, bpaO err
Sapas Sppeoprpouft?"
(Eeterien tier.)
"Wan, bpao bar be oruttet til arO.
fOiten?"
| Eet'rlen; "Gn SLATE o."
Decorah-posten., 1893-08-08
plao5 unber b. qerfoIo.

elenanno Qeocrsbtr. brep Tlooien.
Der boeoe en- Stpmoaer, Sobn
be89e bIeo De reobet uo-1 SO po 2
Saor itrs9 meb.
qIabs unoer b. 2erfaIb,
Sobonnes o9 SuItru Glen: epnner
Ole 1870 90 Sohan 1917 qor.
-y'onoen bar ip9; be reooeoeS no
al andre; ienere err monoeu bob
z Rler o9 3 Soor itrss meo.
Parcel al .. 9erfoIb,
entemonb 2ubpis qerfalb; Barn:
Soban Is o. Worie Srjitine 10 9Ior.
Saoeren reobeoe fig ielp; Soban
tIso op poa Go9et 90 blep reboet al
Colt, iom Saoeren tilfoIote bppris
mon Ttarie omtom-1 Spppe % /
0sl itres meo.
Nes, peitre,
Sobannes og Suitru Cline. 4 Barn.
Ale &uiene itoar poa i'm gloos po
aue bleo u%oreooet, iormeoeIit Gus
manoen, Der tom os pGfteoe benz.
Rouen loo | Sun9ebe euoelie; benoe
to9 Sobonnes % 6usmonoen incl.
len, 1t9 og bar uo. 9Gloite Spnnen
Ears git StaIoen % TOO uo | SeIt
Tor at tjere Miooeren; men oo hon
tom no meo 6eitcn fpm 2eren iioen.
be oa 6eIten bIeo rob. 9ors ielp
bleo toitet operenoe % bauoe ct ior,
h9f Stpr. DC han TOM meo Seiten
boooe bans 5ar os Susmonoen
allereoe baaret bans DIOR oh til
plaeien.-6eIe S~ei9tnineen reooe-
oes uo; men Seret bar pperflpot Sor.
ben o9 soeIo9t oenne.
NeS, meIIem,
Ole 40 oa Sultru 9nna So qor. /
Ssn B Aar. Innas Dior: Gn,e gu
ruanno, pmtr. 20 War. - Samtlioe
blep reooet - 3 Sier, iom Itoo i9rs
ot9e til at tolpe, / llnsi9. / SeIt 90
Z Saar, ltres meo. - Shf Glen,
HrspoIo. Der por en- ib9roie geo-
ninssmano, flyer, at bet bar ben
fsr9eli9ite Siernins. han bapoe boz,
ret meo poa, oa ban bar ngot til al
orrbe be 8 2ier. icm ale Itrar
Fuloe fable. - SoIfene bIep reooet
uo al andre. Siuebp9niuoen oo Sta.
burei itoor; be epriee GUS or lint
tet; al Soroen er soeloet Iaauerion
iiot, Der li99er ppenior 9atten.
2erialosaunet,
Deter os Suitru @uruanna. De-
par 8 Born; ban par gift ior 2oer
Sang os bapoe 9aura, Is % Sepe
rim 10 aar 81, al Icrite se9teitab %
2 Imaa Born al anoet 2Goteifob
Gomtlise bIep reooei, bporimpb
Seit 3 aier, ! un9ie o97-S smua
le itrp9 meb.
TGs, sitre, (Stpbsitation),
Glias 2pna os saura Slsotr. (Gir
az iorrise Stotionsboloer). Gei
iomme Glaet bar / LANCE Fiber inoe
bapt benne @aarb, % ben iamm'
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1893-06-28
NOTES FOR WOMEN.

ONE-sEvENru of the landowners in
Great Britain are women.
OVER $4,000 women in this countr.
are engaged in the decoration of differ
ent kinds of china and pottery.
In twenty-one of the firms engaged
in the practice of law in this country
husband and wife are professional
partners.
LADY FREDERICK CAvENDIsH is an
ideal lecturer, and can tell a story from
the platform with great effect. Lady
Frederick is great advocate of tenn
perance.
Miss OsGooD, a Brooklyn lady, is tn.
only American woman who has been
admitted to work in the Sevres factory
ct Versailles. She worked there for a
year and now reproduces the same
work.
DIR. JULIA WAsHBURN, of Lexington,
KY, is in charge of bureau in the
Kentucky state medical society, and
will deliver the public address this
year at the meeting of that body in
Danville, on Women in Medicine"
THOUSANDS of flags are used in the
decoration of the Woman's building at
the Worlds fair, and many of these
have been sent by clubs or private indi.
viduals, who have their names embroi.
dered in the corner; anG these flags are
to be returned to the lenders as souven-
IRIS of the fair.
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gay, glad morning sunshine, following
their band of music--a boys band that
| was, too.
Conn stood and watched them with Il
wistful, longing look in her great blue
eyes, and the soft, bright color coming
and going on her girlish checks. At
last she gathered 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 a
Boston crowd on Fourth of July. She
had been into town often enough with
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 50 that she could ride if she
got tired, and she would be sure to
save some to come home, She called
herAunt Sarah's one servant, and made
her promise to keep the secret as long
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 entreahes 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
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1893-06-28
A SAD HISTORY.
Touching Story of the Life of a Onco
Noble Woman.


Noble Woman.
A whole volume is comprised in
short item going the rounds OF the
newspapers. 1t is the news that Mrs.
j. G. Foster, wife of Judge Foster, of the
United States district court, died the
other day in the poorhouse of Atchison
county, Kan. Years ago Mrs Foster
was woman of superior intellect,
charming manner and great favorite
in literary circles. Before she was
married she was teacher in the public
schools and enjoyed high reputation.
She, however, became addicted to the
habit of intemperance in the use of
liquors For some years her husband
supported her and endeavored to lead
her away from her bad habits, but final
ly gave it up and procured divorce.
He soon after married again, "and
happily it is said, but his first wife
drifted into the county poor house,
where she has just died. Would she
have deserted him if the evil habit had
struck the other side of the family, is
pertinent question. The assumption
based on observation of human nature
is that she would have patiently en-
dured her tronble, shielding him as far
as possible from the evil reputation his
own conduct would cast upon him, and
when he died would have sincerely
mourned his loss, forgetting all his
shortcomings, remembering only the
nobler qualities that belonged to her
ideal.-Springfeld, Mass. Republican.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1893-06-28
Mrs. Julia X. simpson.

Mrs. Julia X. Simpson, the New
York state delegate to the woman's
branch of the worlds congress of relig-
ions, is bright writer from the west,
who previous to going to New York to
live did much good work on the Denver
and Chicago press. AS the head of the
Jewish woman's branch in New York
state Mrs. Simpson has undertaken the
task of arousing enthusiasm in the
principal cities sufficiently to get them
to call meetings and select names of
women who are competent and willing
to prepare and read papers before the
congress to be held in Chicago in Sep
TENDER. She has carried out the under.
taking with such success as to have near
ly all of her arrangements completed for
the final programme. Buffalo, Albany;
Syracuse and nearly all the large cities
have fallen into line.
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mission she had received to enter the
hospital. She membered-would Jack
remember also?-that other Fourth OF
July on which they found each other
six years before. As if nothing should
be wanting of the old attire, she met,
as she passed along the street, a boy
with flowers to sell-for flowers
bloomed, njust as the careless birds
sang, even amid the horrors of those
dreadful days-and bought of him q
bunch of late red roses, and fastened
them, as she had done that other day,
upon her breast.
The sun was low when she entered
the hospital, and it's last rays kindled
the hair, golden still as In the years
long past, till it looked like saints
aureole about her fair and tender face.
She walked on among the suffering,
until, at last, before she knew that she
had come near the object of her search,
she heard her name called, just as she
had called Jacks name six years be-
fore:
''Oh, Conn! Conn.,
And then she sank upon her knees
beside low bed, and two feeble arms
reached round her neck and drew her
head down.
Il was waiting for you, Conn.
knew you would come. 1 lay here
waiting till should see you, as you
were that day long ago-all in white,
and with red roses on your breast-my
one love in all the world"
And the girls white face grew Grim
son with swift, sweet joy, for never
before had such words blessed her.
She did not speak; and Jack, full of a
mans impatience, now that at last he
had uttered the words left unsaid so
long, held her fast, and whispered:
Tell me, Conn, tell me that you are
mine, come life or death. Surely you
would not have sought me here if you
had not meant it to be sol You are
my Conn-tell me So"
And l suppose Conn satisfied him, for
two years after that she was his wife,
and twelve years later he gave the old
pistol Of that first Fourth of July to a
young ten-year-old Jack Richmond to
practice with for that years Fourth;
and pretty Mother Conn, as fair still as
in her girlhood, demonstrated, as gentle
mothers will, with:
"Oh, Jack, surely he is too young for
such dangerous plaything."
Father Jack laughed as he lifted little
Conn to his knee, and answered:
Nonsense, sweetheart; he is a sol.
dier's boy, and little pistol shooting
won't hurt him."
But how noisy it was round that
house on Fourth of July!-Louise c.
Moulton, in N. Y. Weekly.
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afternoon, when Aunt Sarah would
have company. But might she not put it
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, as
every other girl that ever lived would
have done in her place.
1t was a bright, fair face that she
saw there-all pink and white, and
with those violet eyes over which the
long golden lashes dropped, and that
soft bright golden hair that lay in little
rings and ripples round her white fore
head, and hung 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
err 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
l wanted to look nice when l saw the
new pistol
This seemed extremely natural to
Jack. The pistol was to him 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 q meritorious
act that Conn should have put on the
white dress, and he looked her over
with that air of half patronizing APP
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 boys knife, or gun, or boat al
ways notwithstanding aud 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
handsome, 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 a 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;
| Oh! the day in tho city sQuare-therc is no such
pleasure in llfe!"
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
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1893-06-28
WOMEN AS POETS.
Many Have Proven by Their Work the
Lofty Inspiration of Their Genius.

Many Have Proven by Their Work the
Lofty Inspiration of Their Genius.
1t is no new theory that women, in
order to succeed in poetry, must
be brief, personal, and concen-
trated. 1t was recognized by the
Greek critics themselves. Into that
delicious garland of the poets which
was woven by Meleager to be hung
outside of the gate of the Gardens
of the Hesperides he admits but two
women from all the centuries of Hell
lenic song. Sappho is there, indeed,
because though her flowers were few,
they were all roses" and, almost I'M
seen, single virginia. shoot of the GRO
Gus bears the name of Erinna. That
was all that womanhood gave of dura
bic poetry to the literature of antiquity.
4 critic, writing five hundred years after
her death, speaks of still hearing the
s,van-note of Erinna clear above the
jangling clatter of the jays, and of still
thinking those three hundred hexame-
ter verses sung by girl of nineteen as
lovely as the lcveliest of Homers.
Even at the time of the birth of Christ
Erinna's writings consisted of what
could be printed on a page of this mag
azine. The whole of her extant work,
and OF Sapphos too, could now be
pressed into newspaper column. But
their fame lives or, and of Sappho. at
least, cnJ Ugh Survive to prove beyond
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1893-06-28
shadow of doubt the lofty inspiration

. shadow of doubt the lofty inspiration
of her genius She is the type OF the
woman poet who exists not by reason
of the variety or volume of her work,
but by virtue of its intensity, its indi-
viduality, it's artistic perfection.
At no time was it more necessary to
insist ON this truth than it is to-day.
The multiplication of books of verse,
the hackneyed character Of all obvious
notation of life and feeling, should, one
would fancy, tend to make our poets
more exiguous, more concise, and more
trinity grit. There are few men
nowadays from whom an immense
flood of writing can be endured
without fatigue; few who can
hold the trumpet to their lips
for hours in the market-place with
out making a desert around them
Yet there never was a time when the
pouring out of verse was less restrained
within bounds. Everything that oc-
ours to the poet seems, to-day, to be
worth writing down and printing. The
result is the neglect of really good and
charming work which misses all effect
because it is drowned in stuff that is
second or third-rate. The women who
write, in particular, pursued by that
commercial fervor which is so curious
a feature of our new literary life, and
which sits so indignantly on female
figure, are in ceaseless hurry to work
off and hurry away into oblivion those
qualities of their style which might, If
seriously and coyly guarded, attract
permanent attention. Yone,
in Canturv
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1893-06-28
Two Women for One Pulpit.

A curious instance of friendship is de-
veloped in the association of two wom-
en- ministers out west. Some years ago
Miss Marian Murdoch entered the min
istry and was made pastor of the Uni
tartan church in Humboldt, la. Sht
soon after made the acquaintance OF
Miss Buck. A warm attachment was
formed between them, and it was not
long before Miss Buck decided to enter
upon the ministry also. The two wcm-
en- are now abroad studying and recu-
perating and have decided to accept no
call separately. Miss Murdoch says
that her experience in the ministry has
convinced her that the entire work of a,
parish is too much for one woman. She
points to the fact that minister gen.
orally has wife to help him-if not a
wife, sister or some woman and in
large parishes a man has an assistant.
The two women have Just received
call to church in Cleveland, o., to
succeed Rev. DR.. Frederick L. Hos.
mer
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1893-06-28
JOHNNY AND THE FOURTH.
A Small Boys Idea of Our Independ
ence Day.


line orful glad thuv July don't come
in winter. How Good Teller shute fire
crackers with mittins on his hands?
WHARF wood the Fun bee in standing
upp tn his neze in sno waitin forr the
Fire Works to goe OFF.
Ov kors when he burnd his fngirs he
Good maik snoborls so tina woodent hurt
eny and wen the Powdir got Fire in
his pokits hee Good jump Inn big sno
drift SOW his mar wooddent no it. Butt
that amt mi ideer of shoin Patry Otism.
Emmy Teller hooz A Trade of gittin burnt
on Thee gloryyus thuv july had bet
tir be A gal and drop tor Pedoze on the
sidewalk.
lit mails me laff tn G gals fer OFF tor
Pedoze kors tina always jump and Holler
as III tina wuz kilt. Tha throw EN- down
onn the Gras most time kors tina kant
Hit enything wot tina anne att.
think over farthers luvd littil boys
tn maik a thuv July on purpos for
them. don't think ide goe tn war; and
shed mi blud to maik A thuv July forr
eny wun.
Ispose Washington wuz boy wunst
himself and node how it wuz not tn
hav tirecralSers and ski rolsits and ges
he felt SOW Badd that he told Thee army
abowt lit and got them tn Xix the Brit
ishers so us boys Good selerbrate the VIC
tory ever Afterwards.
That's wy Washington is korld the
Farther of His Kuntree 1t hede bin
the muther of lit we woodent hav a in
dependence day tn shute krakers on
kors muthers git nerves and think boys
il blow off thare fingers. H. c. Dodge,
in Goodalrs Sun.
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Babel of noise about her. What was
it? 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.
Firecraclers! Ugh! Wasn't the pis-
toll bad enough 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,
as golden as 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 all the
days of his life; but your cousin is an
other affair, and far less certain. So
Conn said, quite gently:
what is it? Can do anything?
But I'm sure don't want to help you
make any more noise. This has been
oh, really dreadful"
She spoke with droll, little tine-lady
air, and put her pretty little fingers to
her pretty little ears, and Jack laughed.
He had not begun to think of her yet
as charming girl-she was just Cousin
Conn.
what" he cried. Not like noise on
Fourth of July? Why, you don't deserve
to have a 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."
"Well, 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, a 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 4 white dress
as girls wore then, for it was many
years ago-all delicate ruffles, and with
a blue ribbon sash, as dainty-fine as pos
sib,e. She knew that was meant for