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Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1893-01-19
CLAY HOPPER DEAD.

Decomposition Demonstrates that the
Toledo Cataleptic No Longer Lives.
TOLEDO. O., Jan. 14.-Clay Hopper,
the young man who has been lying in
a so-ealled trance for the past two
weeks, after having his funeral sermon
preached, is finally dead. Decomposi-
ton set in Thursday in places where
electricity had been applied In the hope
of reviving him, and the family have
given up all hope and concede that the
boy is dead. The case has been a very
remarkable one and has created a great
deal of interest among all classes here
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1893-01-19
Expelled from France.

PARIS, Jan. 1.-THE four Russian
nihilists who were arrested here on
January at the instance of the Rus
sian ambassador were escorted to
Calais by a number Of policeman. They
were placed on board steamer bound
for England, and the officers waited
until the steamer was well ont in the
channel before they started on their re-
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1893-01-19

found one OF your PisO's
Cure for Consumption
wrappers when l was
going to work. / had q
boy at home with q bad
cold. I turned back, pur-
chased q bottle Of the
syrup, and returned TO
work at 8 O'Clock, well
satisfied with the change
/ had seen take place.
Since that time, my home
has never been without
PisO's Cure. / have rec
commended It to nuzner.
Gus friends, and they are
all greatly pleased with
its results.
FRANK j. DARCY,
IL Religious ST.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1893-01-19
THE PREsIpENT. TOO.

Effort to Drag President Carnot Through
the Panama Mire-His Enemies Want
Him to Resign, And WIN Stop at Moth
to Accomplish Their Ends-The Foes of
the Republic Seeding m Active Head
for Bold Move.
GRAVE RUMORs AFLOAT.
PARIS, Jan. 1.-THE grayest rumors
are afioat in regard to President Car
not Several of the deputies who have
been most earnest in pushing the Pana-
ma investigation make no secret of de-
claring that they will not rest until
Carnot is forced to resign. The strength
of the case against the president de-
ponds upon the credibility of Baihut.
the ex-minister of public works,
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1893-01-19

had Catarh for three years, being Unable 70
breathe through my nose. After using Piso's
Remedy for Catarrh for one month found
great relief and now, after using six packages.
at an outlay Of $500, am cured had prcvi-
ously spent $50 90 with one doctor, trying to get
cured.-T. E. FULLER, Pompton Lakes, n. j.,
July II. 1892
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1893-01-19

WASHINGTON, Jan. 14.-Senator Cub.
lom, of Illinois, is lying i'll at his resi-
dence in this city from the e6ecta Of .
heavy cold
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1893-01-19
TIE NEW EXECUTIVE
guEa83cn OF Gov. Stone and
Ldeut-0ov. OMearn


JEFFERSON CrY, Mo, Jan. 10!The
enAaguration of Gov. William j. Stone
- Lieaf Gov. John b. O'Meara was
AeA ae m.
IT, gentlemen were escorted to the
3UsWnsrs Office, where they met Gov.
ak9cis and Lieut. Gov. Claycomb, and
Hgcther they proceeded to the hall of
seAehoase of representatives, accompa-
0nn4 ~ the sergeants-at-arms of the
see .ad senate, the inaugural and
ezzens committees. members of the
preae court and state officers
The oath of Office was administered
~ CaSef-Justice Black of the supreme
seDort after which Gov. Stone proceed
Cd TO deliver his inaugural address as
GDIloWS:
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HOOPS P1llo euro Constipation By Restoring
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Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22
Christmas Chimes from Many
Chimes.


Christmas is always season of good
wishes and loving kindness.
In America almost all little. children
hang up their stockings on Christmas
eve TO be filed by kind old Santa Claus.
In Germany they make more of Christ
mas than we do in America, Every
where the Christmas tree is used.
If family is too poor to have a
whole tree, n single branch only win
stand in a conspicuous place, hung
with the few simple gifts.
A week before Christmas St:Nicholas
visits the children, to find out who
have been good enough to raeeive the
gifts the Christ-child will bring them
on Christmas eve.
1t is a very usual thing to see on a
German Christmas tree, way up in the
very topmost branch, an image or doll
representing the Christ child, while be-
low are sometimes placed other images
representing angels with outspread
wings.
After the tree is lighted the family
gather round it, and sing a Christmas
hymn.
In France may be almost universally
seen representations of the manager
in which Christ was born, with
figures of Mary, Joseph and the
child Jesus, and cattle feeding near by.
Often these representations are deco
rated with flowers, and lighted candles
burn softly before them.
In Norway the people have delight
full custom of putting on the roof of the
barn, or on pole in the yard, large
sheaf of wheat for the birds, who fully
appreciate their Christmas feast.
In England almost every one who
can do so has family party on Christ
mas eve. Young and old join in the
games, many of which belong especial
ly to Christmas time
From the ceiling Of one of the rooms
a large bunch of mistletoe is hung. If
any little maid is caught standing I'M
der it the one who catches her has a
right to take kiss from her rosy lips.
In Holland the little Dutch girl puts
her wooden shoe in the chimney-place
ready for gifts, just as the little Ameri-
can girl hangs up her stocking.
And so in some way all over the
Christian world on the eve of the
twenty-ffth day of December the birth
of our Lord Jesus Christ is celebrated.
Everywhere the Christmas chimes are
ringing out the message the angels
brought to Bethlehem-"Peace on
! earth, good will to men,
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22

cit breaks my heart, darling, to
think that | shall have no Christmas
gift for you tomorrow" Laurie sighed,
as she kissed him goodnight.
She soothed him tenderly, but when
she nestled by his side she prayed, Sc
cretly:
Dear God, please let us both die in
our sleep before the fatal tomorrow,
when we shall have no fire nor food. y
But in that dark. dark hour that
comes before the dawn, Laurie shook
her feebly with an icy hand, moaning,
in the querulous tones of the invalid:
Mamie, the fire has gone out and /
am freezing"
Eyes, dear-yes dear" and she crept
shiveringly from under the blanket,
CROPPED for match, and lighted the
lamp 1t flared up in the black dark
ness and showed her the fireless CRATE,
where the Goals had burned into dull
red ashes. The little bucket, with a
few remaining Goals, stood close to the
hearth. Mamie seized it eagerly.
1--WE will soon have a fire, dear" she
said, soothingly, but she felt her limbs
tremble and her head reel. She was
so weak from want of food.
But she CROPPED for the poker, and
looked about her for some kindlings.
Alas! she had none, and without them
the Goals would not burn.
She remembered that yesterday she
had used every scrap of wood, even to
tho ton and Sides of TTnclo Hanrv'S how
to coax a feeble flame under the kettle
for Laurie's tea.
She crushed back moan of despair,
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22

and coaxed him to partake of the wine,
jelly and crackers.
"You first, my dearest" he said ten
derby.
mo, must put on fresh Goals, for it
is going to be very cold" she answered
cheerfully, and while he slipped daintily
at the wine she dried her wet feet at
the fire.
Tomorrow is Christmas, you know,
Laurie, and l must make some small
preparations, she said, slipping into
the little kitchen before he could insist
on her eating.
81 must save it all for him." she muir
INJURED, with a hoarse sob, and slipped
down on her knees.
"God send us help" was all she could
say; then she crouched on the fireless
hearth, thinking of the SO she had paid
to the expressman for her uncle's
wooden leg and collection of rocks.
''No one would give me that for them.
Not that / would sell uncle's leg
never!" thought poor, distracted Mamie,
with the tears in her blue eyes and the
golden hair slipping loose, like crinl1ly
veil, about her shivering form.
When she crept back into her bed
room Laurie had fallen peacefully
asleep. There was even a faint color
in his thin checks. Her heart thrilled
with joy to see it.
"The wine has made him better, and
there is little left for tomorrow. To-
morrow-ah, what terrible Christ
mas it will be for us two. Heaven
help usl" she sighed, miserably, but
Laurie slept sweetly on, never guessing
that the last penny was gone, or that
little Mamie was starving herself in
secret that the food might hold out a
little longer for him. 1t would have
broken his heart to know it, for all his
care was for her, as hers for him. For
many days he had secretly thought:
81 am dying by inches, and 1 hope
the end will come soon, for Mamies
sake, for then surely those hard hearts
would forgive her, and take her home
again"
The short winter day waned to its
early close, and Mamie, to save the
few drops of oil in the lamp, retired
very early.
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22

And again the voice across the room
asked, plaintively:
care you regretting that you married
me, my darling?"
For answer she ran to him and
clasped her loving arms about his
neck.
81 love you better than the whole
world" she cried.
"And yet it would have been better
for you, Mamie, had you never seen
me-" he sighed.
"Oh, Laurie, do not tall: so. You
break my heart Have I ever re-
preached you?"
"Never, my dearest. You have been
an angel; and that is why l reproach
myself. l should never have taken
you from your happy country home, to
starve you to death in this dreary
town"
''Oh, Laurie, do not say such cruel
things of yourself. 1 am not starving;
no, no. And you will soon be well
again and can go back to the Office"
''Oh, Mamie, shall never get well
again, and his weak voice grew strong
with anguish. He lifted thin, trans
parent hand, and held it up to the
light. ''See how thin / am, L am get
ting weaker every day. 1t is four
months now since / was first attacked
with la grippe, and I've lain here ever
since, weak and ill, while you had to
struggle with poverty alone. We have
sold what little of value we had-my
watch, and your few jewels-and
everything we could spare from this
little house; and-and-it has dwindled
away for food and medicine, until
fear there is nothing left"
"Oh, had to pay the expressman
three dollars for that heavy box
wish Agnes had not sent it just yeti"
she groaned.
"And how much have you left,
Mamie?''
Don't ask me-it--it-doesn't mat
ter, Laurie, for-for-Ill try to get
some plain sewing to do. Oh, rdon't
you worry, dear!" but her face was
CHASTITY.
She did not know how to earn any
money, this little wife who had been
simply reared IN the country until she
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22

and her hollow blue eyes roved about
the room in hopeless search.
But the room was empty of furni-
ture, save the bed and the little willow
roclling-chair
But therein the box-surrounded
by the dried butterflies and geological
specimens-lay the sturdy wooden leg
-Mamie's legacy.
The words of her sisters letter rushed
over her mind:
eff Mamie is as poor as you say, my
old leg will make her fire some cold
morning"
'He would not care, dear Uncle
Henry" she sobbed, and the little bare
feet went pattering across the floor.
She caught up the Ratchet and be-
gan to drag out Uncle Henry's leg
from the box. 1t seemed heavy to her
weak arms, and as she tugged at it,
Laurie exclaimed, in wonder
what are you doing?"
''Oh, Laurie, there is no lindling,
and-Tm going to split this up! No,
I'm not crazy, and won't stopl It's
mine, and Uncle Henry wouldn't mind
if he knew!"
Up went the little Ratchet, and came
down with whack. The dry wood of
the old leg split and flew into splinters.
But what was that sound like the
chink of gold pieces? what was that
CLEAN like jewels on the bare floor?
Mamie brought the lamp and lxnelt
down among the spill uters, and found
that Uncle Jerry's OLE. wooden leg had
been stuffed full on gold and bank
notes to the amount of 5000.
And little note among them gave
this little fortune to his dear niece,
Mamie Glenn:
"For know" wrote Uncle Henry.
show Agnes hates her sister, and
would cheat her out of this gold if she
could. So take this means to give it TO
my favorite niece, with my love and
my wishes for her happiness. And /
have heard Agnes tell her cronies that
she would sell the old place when 1 am
dead and move TO the city, where she
might catch fine rich husband. So
/ hope Mamie will buy the old house
with some of this leg acy and make it
her home and her husbands, as for
give them both now, and would never
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22

tottered weakly 20 the corner store.
People with well-flled market baskets
came out of the store, passing her as
she entered. and she heard them say
ing that there was going TO be regu-
lar Christmas snowstorm.
The streets were full of people. and
they all had baskets and bundles. All
seemed gay and Joyous No one seemed
to notice sad-eyed pale-faced Mamie,
except her landlord, who happened TO
enter the store while she was buying a
half-pint of cheap wine. He sneered at
her extravaganza, chatting at the fact
that the rent was overdue.
She flushed crimson when he looked
at her, and faltered:
''The doctor orders wine for my hus-
band"
81 am glad you can afford to buy it,
/ will call for my rent again the day
after Christmas" he replied, brusquely
She bowed tremblingly, and gath
cred her little purchases into her arm,
hanging the small bucket of Goals on
her weak arm. Then she staggered
like drunken woman, going out again
into the sloppy street. She had not
had enough to eat for many days, and
the wet snow stopped into the gaping
holes in her thin shoes.
Poor Mamie! Poor little Mamie!
Could cruel Agnes see her now, she
would think herself well avenged for
l., 1
The little purse was quite empty
now, but Mamie did not tell her hus-
band that. She choBed back her sobs,
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22

their poverty, and had rejoiced in the
thought that the eXpressage on the
heavy box of wood and stone would
take the very bread out of their
mouths.
And poor, pretty Mamie, kneeling
there, by her suffering husband, sobbed
harder every time that she looked at
the box-the box that had brought
back the happy olden time, the days of
peace and plenty, on the pretty little
farm.
And Agnes was going to sell it to
strangers - their birthplace - Uncle
Henry's old home, and theirs. Mamie
thought of the whispering old trees be-
meath whose shade dear Laurie had
wooed and won her, Then she thought
of what the doctor had told her pri-
vately yesterday.
''Your husbands lungs will always
be weak after this terrible spell. He
would never go into an Office again. 1t
would be best to move into the country,
on some little farm, and spend his time
in outdoor pursuits. He would live
longer that way"
ooh, wish Uncle Henry had given
us the farm! 1 wish l had money
enough to buy it and take Laurie there
to live!' she cried, in an agony of keen
despair.
But she knew that there was only
one dollar in her purse-one dollar be-
tween her and the wolf at the door
and Laurie was already sinking from
lack of proper sustenance. The hand
some face was thin and CHASTITY white,
the large dark eyes were trimmed with
purple shadows. Death seemed hover
ing near.
A wild horror seized upon her lest
Laurie should die first and leave her
alone in the cold, pitiless world.
'He shall notl He shall notl" she
thought, frantically, and, Selling her
thin shawl, wrapped it about her head
and shoulders. II will buy food and
wine and fuel-a little of each-with
the money, and will not take any my
self. Then death will claim me when
it claims my Laurie, she said, grimly,
to herself, then kissed his pallid face,
and then hurried out into the storm,
for the snow was falling fast as she
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22

Eienh, AAG / m good Halter. So your
path and mine lie far apart. Good by.
''Your sister. AGNES ELMER"
Mamie was weeping over the death
of the old soldier, her uncle, who had
reared his orphan nieces so tenderly.
In a passion of sorrow she bent and
kissed the poor, scnselcss wooden leg.
"Oh, how it brings the past backl'
she sobbed. 81 can see him again,
with his kind, true face, stamping
along on this dear old wooden leg, and
how happy we were together, Uncle
Henry and |. I helped him find the
arrow-heads in the fresh-plowed field.
! chased the butterflies for him. oh, /
can see again the fresh green fields of
the country, and smell the fragrant
air."
"Are you regretting that you mar
ried me, my darliug?" asked a wistful
voice across the room.
1t was Mamie's husband, handsome
Laurie Glenn, for whose sake Agnes
Elmer hated her sister to-day. Both
girls had loved Him, and when he chose
blue-eyed Mamie, the elder sister ST
lently swore revenge on her lovely
rival. She turned her uncle's heart
against his pretty pet, and by persist
ent cunning kept them apart until the
old mans death.
Mamie's home was in n southern
town, 100 miles away from her old
country birthplace, but she cried:
eff Agnes would but have writ
ten me he wanted me, would have
walked all the way rather than have
missed seeing him before he died."
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22

was II, and then made runaway
match, with a summer boarder, clerk
in "A law office.
She had been married three years
now, and since il had been love
match, Laurie's small salary had suf-
feed for simple comfort and happiness
until-sickness came, and with it the
grim specters-want and hunger.
She knew well that his GONZALES
cence would have been more rapid
if she could have procured for him the
things the doctor ordered-the wines,
the nourishing foods; but how could
she get them? She had sold all her
clothing except the very shabbiest;
she had taken in sewing, and been
cheated out of her pay Now the rent
of the tiny cottage was due, the fuel
was out, the larder was empty, and
there was only one dollar in the little
purse in her pocket. The three that
had gone to the expressman had robbed
them of the means of life; and to-mor-
row was Christmas.
Weeks and weeks ago Mamie had
written to Uncle Henry and sister
Agnes, telling them of her misfortunes
how her baby had been i'll so long
and died, how Laurie was languishing
of Ia grippe. She had begged them
both TO lend her little money till her
husband recovered his health.
But no answer had come until that
cold, hard letter to-day, and the box,
her sole legacy from her dead uncle.
Cruel Agnes!-perhaps she had received
the letters-perhaps she know we'll
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22


Ger the Savior divine.
Guiding the shepher DIS on Bethlehem plain,
Guiding the wise men" from eastern do
main,
Telling the place where the Savior was born,
Failing the coming of glad Christmas morn.
fee how the shepherds fall down at his feet,
Sec the wise men" bring their presents to
greet,
See how they honor this ono little child,
The Savior from heaven, so peaceful and
mild.
He came to the earth to know sorrow and
pain,
To lay down his life and TO take it again,
To teach the poor sinner no longer to roam,
But TO l.w the Lord to his heavenly home.
We come here to honor the savior to night,
To carol his praise in songs of delight.
To kneel at his feet and our hearts to I'M
fold,
And give him a treasure more precious than
gold.
The heart is a treasure he wants us to give
To him for his keeping as long as we live.
And when we pass over to be with him
there.
The treasure will always be kept in his care.
We thank thee, oh, father, for all thou hast
done
To save us from sin through the gift of thy
son,
To show us the way to the beautiful land,
Where angels and saints form a glorious
band.
And when we have passed all the journey
ings through,
And finished the work he gave us to do,
Well rise to that glorious work of renown,
And ever be stars in the dear Savior's
crown.
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22

y
haps it was the open letter in Mamie's
hand.
Let us read it over her shoulder.
DEAR SISTER" it ran, "Uncle Henry
is dead at last, after being bedridden
over year with rheumatism; and lot
of trouble he was all the time.
81 may as well tell you now that he
forgave you long ago, and wanted me
to write you to come home; but / knew
your husband was too poor to afford
it, so put him off with excuses. He
died week ago to-day, and we buried
him in the old graveyard by his wife
and their little girl, the only child
they ever had, you know. Of course
you don't expect to get anything by his
will. as you married against his wishes
and mine; and, anyhow, he didn't have
much TO leave but the old place and
the poor sticks of furniture, and those
he gave me for taking care of him all
these years. Poor pay, too, for l
thought Uncle Henry had money laid
by from his pension savings and his
horse trades. But what he left doesn't
pay me for my trouble, so you needn't
begrudge it to me. But what / write
for mostly is to tell you he left you his
old box of curiosities and his wooden
leg. He's had them packed up together
six months, l reckon; and he said one
day, kind of bitterly: If Mamie's as
poor as you say, Agnes, the old leg
will do to make her a fire some cold
morning. And that's all it's fit for,
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22

have been angry but for the schemes;
of crafty Agnes. "
Oh, what happy Christmas dawnedi
for Mamie and Laurie! What a new
life of hope and joy!
At the farm house, where they lead,
so happy life, the fragments OF the
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22

WORLD.
Mamie, so you'd just as well take him
at his word.
GAS for me, I'm tired of the country,
and intend TO advertise the old place
for sale. The lawyer says it may bring
a few thousand dollars. I'm bound to
have money some way, so as to get
away to the city to live. i can't think
what Uncle Henry did with all his saw
ings. / know never would have staid
here and waited on him like slave
only for the hope ofgetting his money.
But it seems he hadn't any. Well, I've
sent you the box of things by express.
They're heavy, but couldn't afford to
prepay the express Tor you, even If
had the will to do it, which haven't,
TO I don't forget old times, Mamie
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22
Breaking He Oath.

Yellowby-rm going to swear off az
New Years. Are you?
Brownly-No.
YOU are not9 Why not?
B.-Because it makes fellow foti SO
mean to have to break his oath
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22
THE cHINK OF GOLD PIECES.

old wooden leg are kept in velvet
case, satin lined, and labeled in bright
gold letters:
"Mamie's Christmas Legacy"
Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-12-22
Mdml6'S Christmas Legacy.
BY MRS. ALEX M'vEIGH MILLER.

A NJ l T. w A S
\ kneeling down by
a long wooden box
} that she had just
| pried open with a
Ratchet. Her sweet
' blue eyes were
drowned in tears.
The open box was
filed with a hetero-
geneous collection of
Indian arrow heads,
geological specimens
and butterflies and
tiles mounted o n
aboard, while in the
list of all reposed a
looking wooden
J. Nothing there to