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Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-12-22

send back 10 him ut Christmas time
the dear father who was thousands OF
miles away from his loved ones at
home.
Christmas day was fast drawing
nigh. The Place d'Armes was already
crowded with booths where vendors OF
holiday toys, spice cakes, macarons.
and tropical fruits were wing with
each other In crying out their goods.
The night before Christmas eve Petit
Pierre went TO bed earlier than usual.
Mamma had left him and he had
crawled back into his snow-whiie little
bed. when suddenly he thought he
heard footsteps ascending the stair
way. He raised himself up on his ell
bow and listened. Yes, somebody was
coming up tho stairs, sure enough.
And all al once n great flood Of light
seemed to pour into his soul.
Yes. yes" he cried 10 himself, "hc
has come; it is papa; it is he" His
heart was all a-llutter like that Of a
frightened bird.
The steps had now reached the up-
per landing. Through a crack in the
door a ray of light filtered. a mo-
mcnt later the door opened, and there
in the doorway. big as life and smil.
ing, stood Papa Charles.
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A Meringue GIace without Ants"

A man went into the cafe of a Broad.
way hotel the other day and sat down
on a stool in front Of the lunch counter.
He had been in many of the eating.
houses or "beaneries." In the Bowery
aud Park row and thought he was famil-
lar with the various terms which wait.
ers employ when repeating a custom.
er's order but he had a surprise in store
for him. When he had finished bis
luncheon he tod the waiter he would
ike a meringue glace by the way OF
dessert. The proud and naughty per.
son behind the counter stiffened bis
spinal column and IN loud and CON-
handing tones said:
John, mcringue glace!'
One of the menials outside the coun-
ter sped on the errand with lightning
like iap:dity and after apparently max
ing the delicacy returned with II. On
close examination by the customer it
was found that numerous small red ants
were racing over il. He mentioned the
fact 10 the waiter.
what" he exclaimed, in q Mortified
tone, ~ants? Dear! dear!!' Then he
called again: John. John. come here;
look here at this! Get a meringuc glace
without ants."
Wharf said John. in q dazed way.
while every man in the room turned his
head and snickered.
Get q meringue glace without ants. "
repeated the proud and naughty one.
with emphasis. "and hurr, u about it.
too"
So John removed the small conven-
ton Of insects and oon returned with .
meringue glsce without ants."-N Y.
Tribune.
Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-12-22
,4se eosae Aaossv @paeoeas~@-emnN
How the French President Made . Girl
Faint.

The example of the Caliph Haroun al
Raschid, who used to 90 nightly in dis
gn.se among his people in order to see
how the laws were being enforced. is
not often followed by modern European
sovereigns. says the YOUTHS Companion.
Photography has made the features of
monarchs SO familiar To- the people that
a disguise is practically impossible. and
moreover, assasSins lurk at every corr
ner.
Nevertheless, there are heads Of state,
even in Europe, who 90 about unat-
tended. The Emperor Francis Joseph
of Austria, who is probably as little in
danger OF assassination as any p%otentate
in Europe, is one of these.
Another is Monsieur Casimir-Per
president of the French republic. who
has not since his election. given up his
practice of walking alone on the boule-
wards in the midst of his Parisians.
During the recent summer, just be-
fore the presidents departure for his
chateau in the country at Pout Sur
Seine, a pla%in-looking man, with a par
eel wrapped in a newspaper, came into
q t~oy-shop on one of the bouleyards
and began to undo his package.
"Mademoiselle," he said to n young
woman NJ the counter. Il have here Il
little Photographic doll which has been
slightly crushed in. Can it lie re-
paired?'
The girl looked at it.
Certainly. sir" she said.
And can il be SEN to me in the coun-
try?'
Yes. sir. What is the address,
Monsieur Casimir-Perier, Pont Sun
Seine. Aube."
The girl Vt the counter who had not
dreamed that she was dealing with the
president of the republic was so much
overcome that she tainted on the spot.
The proprietors and others came rush
ing up and the unfortunate president
for the moment wished that he were u
little more obscure.
The king of Italy sometimes makes
similar excursions in Rome. On one of
these he was heavily run into by an in
toxicated a who. however. immedi-
atcly recognized the king and fell upon
his knees. half-sobered and stammering
excuses.
The king. instead Of having the
drunkard arrested. did what he could
for him, thinking possibly TO turn him
nom his evil habits
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To be continued
HOLMES NEEDED A Jo9.
Why the Doorkeeper Thought He WI
warts Private Secretary.

The last time | ever saw DR.. Oliver
Wendell Holmes was in the city OF
Washington eight or nine years ago.
He had come on to attend some profess
sional or other meeting. and of course
was in constant demand for all the forms
of hospitality for which the Capital city
is noted. One of these was perhaps
unique. Spectators in the gallery Of
Senate chamber n afternoon were
much astonished TO see the sind-
IS doctor walk in upon the ioor and
seat himself on a sofa TO listen to the
debate. He was not IA member or eK-
member of either house Of Congress, OF
the Cabinet or of the Supreme Court.
He was not n General Of the army or
Admiral OF the navy. He was not a
person who had received by special res
o!ution tie thanks Of Congress. How
on earth did he get past the guardians
of the sacred portal?
took the trouble TO inquire ar head
quarters. Ii seems that he had been
lunching with Senator Eyarts OF New
York that noon, and when the Senator
had apoligized for breaking up the party
because of an important measure which
was to be debated that day in the Sen
ate, the doctor proposed 10 say good
by" with the other guests. "Oh. don't
leave NE too abruptly" pleaded the
Senator. Come 10 the Senate with
me and we can continue 10 talk while
am waiting
But they won't let Inc in, viii they?'
asked DR.. Holmes.
Il think | can tx that, answered Mr..
Evarts.
Accordingly the Senator lead the
way to the door OF the chamber and
passed in. DIR. Holmes followed. but
was stopped by the d~oorkeeper. Mr.,
Evarts turned as if annoyed. and re-
buked the overzealous officer with q
a frown, as he pointed 10 the Doctor
and explained, MY new private seere-
tary."
Il beg pardon. Senator, said the door
keeper. non-p!ussed, hut apologize:
and as ne saw the w~hite-haired autocra,
pass into the chamber he turned TO hi
companion and remarked: We'll
Evarts is n queer one. Now, almos
any other Senator would have picket
ont some young, spry fellow when h
was making n change. | shouldn'
think he could get much work ont OF tina
old mani suppose he's a friend who:
10 hard luck. though. and needed rlt
job!'-hate Fieifs Washington.
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Ann,e,"I said, before l GO, have you
nothing more TO say to meT'
.'Eo. dear HugIl.r

Annie" 1 said, before i 60, nave you
nothing more TO say TO me;r
mo, dear Hugh"
Il mean-about yourself"
How she trembledi / could feel the sue
den leaping Of her heart. as 1 proceeded:
Il have had my OWL thoughts oil along;
but ! have kept them TO myself. You know
what | said TO you long ago about George
Redruth? Was l right or wrongy'
do not ask me now" she sobbed. ''SCne
day, soon too, you shall know everything
but not now not to-nightf'
saw her agony, and forbore 10 question
her further. But we did not go In at once.
Lingering at the gate, we talked OF old times,
OF her father. OF many things rear to our
hearts, but no more OF the one thing that
was nearest ~ mine All my anger against
her, all my indignation at the trouble she
had wrought, died away in tender brotherly
sympathy and affection. She was my little
cousin again. my ccntidante and friend. The
peace Of the still night fell upon US, touch
Ing our spirits with a beautiful conservation.
Never shall forget that gentle time OF part
ing.
Whatever happens" | said, as we turned
TO 20 In. remember that 1 am your loving
brother"
Dear, dear Hughr' she answered. II
have not loved you half enough. All. IL l
had trusted you at the first! But may be II
Is not too late even now. God help me, |
will try 10 make amepds!'
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loves you and loves his little bov. HI
will come back again soon. but he
must work first and make somt
money"
Mamma grabbed Petit Pierre. Rugged
him tightly TO her breast, and kissed
him passionately.
Petit Pierre never cried after that.
At least not when there might be n
possibility that mamma would see him.
Weeks passed into months. Papa
Charles had long since reached the
@ world. His frequent letters al
ways told Of success in that PARKWAY
foreign land. He had made many
new friends, TO whom he often spoke
about the dear wife and little boy he
had left OF the other side Of the biz
ocean. Soon he would come for them
and bring them to their new home.
But the distance was great and it took
much, much money 10 make the Jour-
ney.
1t was now nearly two years since
the dear father had gone. One after
noon, late III tho fall. when Petit Pierre
returned from school he found mamma
reading n letter. 1T is from papa.
Pierre, and next year. he says, he's
coming back for his little boy
Petit Pierre almost cried with joy.
Next year! Why next year?
That night when mamma took him
up TO his little room under the roof a
thought flashed through the child's
brain. Since the father had gone TO
America Pierre had become a choir
boy In the big stone church neat bis
home. Time and again he had served
mass TO the oil cure al the little altar
c%onsecrated TO tho Holy Virgin and
renfant Jesus. Many prayers he knew
had been said by petitioners for IA
vors. and they had been answered.
L'enfant Jesus was SO good, and he
was the son OF God. Pierre had faith.
Why not, he thought 10 himself. ask
the good God. for the sake OF rcnfant
Jesus, to send back hi, papa, and at
Christmas. the time for all good cheer.
Would God hear his rcti,ionp Yes.
Petit Pierre felt sure lie would. And
send papa back for Christmas? Petit
Pierre had faith. and faith works mira
Giles.
Therefore that night Petit Pierre
pretended to be asleep. A little after
he had been put 10 bed, and mamma
had softly kissed him goodnight and
left him, Petit Pierre got up. Falling
on his knees he began to pray:
Il I'M only a little child. dear Savior,
but / know you see me. And oh! you
know how much / want my little papa
TO come home. l love him so. aud !
love you so. and, o God, do send him
to mt and to mamma Aud please let
him come for Christmas aud Christ's
sake. Amen"
Then Petit Pierre went back TO bed !
aud awokc till mamma called
him for breakfast.
Thonccforth every night Petit Pierre
would pretend TO go 10 sleep almost az
rs his head touched The pillow.
And mamma. not s~uspecting anything.
would wonder. rs she leaned TO Kiss
him softly, why the child fell to sleep
so quickly. 1He plays so harl." she
thought, @that at night he + alriired
out. the darling" But after she had
left Petit Pierre crawled out Of bed
and prayed ssrnsstlv The Good God 70
Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-12-22
Hope Springs Eternal

In the human breast. Despite repeated
disappointments. the divine spark rekin
dies after each. Though there may not be
a silver lining TO every cloud. the vapors
disclose the full splendor of the MONDAY
sun. Thus is hope justified. Invalids who
seed the aid from Hostetter's Stomach
Bitters in the hope Of something better
than a mere modification of the evils from
which they suffer will find that IL ~justihes
their expectation. Chills and fever, rheu.
matism, dyspepsia, liver and kidney
trouble, nervousness and debility are thor
oughly, not partly. renledied by the Bit
tiers. Loss of flesh. appetite and sleep arr
counteracted by this helpful tonic as by
no other medicinal agent, and to the old
infirm and convalescent il affords speedily
.apprciable benefit. A winegiassful three
times n day.
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The Cunnin' Little Thing.

When baby wakes Of mornings,
Then it's wake ye people all.
For another day
OF song and play
Has come at our dariin2S All
And. till she gets her dinner,
She makes the welkin ring,
And she won't keep still till she ; bad her
fill
The %cunniu' little thing.
When baby goes a-walking.
oh. how her paddles fy.
For that's the way the babies say
To other folks "By-by.'
The trees bend down 20 kiss her,
And the birds in rapture sing
As there she stands and waves her hands
The cuHuin' little thing.
When baby goes a-rocklnG
In her bed ar close of day.
At hide and seek
On her dainty cheek
The dreams and dimples play
Then its sleep in the tender kisses
The guardian angels bring
From the far above TO my sweetest love-
The cunuin' little thing.
Eugene Field.
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Looking Ate. Her Gucsta

There is a story-one Of the numerous
unvouched for narratives that float
about the capital-of n rather amusing
adventure which M. Garner had with q
young man of this city who may be
called Cholly-not because that Is his
name. but because it sounds like him.
The young man appeared to be having
rather a dull time and the hostess was
determined that he should be enter
tanned in some way. She thought that
the professor could relieve the ennui
which had settled over the young iaan,
and brought them together.
NOW. Cholly." she said, this is Pro-
lessor Garner. He has been to the wilds
OF Africa. you know"
"Y-a-a-s. I've heah'd Of the pwo-
fessor. Happy to meet him. I'm suah.,
~Of course you are. He has had no
end Of wonderful adventures and seen
lots of queer people. And he knows
how to talk TO monkeys in their owai
language. Now, professor" she went
on, turning to Mr.. Garner, do talk 10
Cholly q little while won't you?"
And then she iluttered away.
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4 Century's End.

How can / tell you how | love you, dear;
There is no music, Cow the world u Old:
The songs have all been sung, the tales
all told.
And all the vows broken this many a year
Hal we but met when all the world was
When virgin blossoms decked u%ntrodden
fields.
had plucked all the buds that sumuicr
yields,
And woven "A garland worthy even Of you.
Or hal ! sung when rhymes were yet IN
wed.
And crowned their marriage nthe songs
] made.
had laid them down before you IN
afraid.
Meet Offering to your grace and goodIi-
head.
But all the dreams are dreamed, and no
new heat
Touches lifc's altars-all the scents are
burnt.
The truths all taught and all the lessons
learnt.
And no new stars lead kings 10 kiss loves
feet.
For now in this gray world, of youth
bereft.
Love bias no throne, no sceptef anu 10
crown:
His eroves are hushed, his affairs are
east down.
And we who worship-we have nothing
left.
And yet-your lips, The god las built
him there
An altar which has known no flower MOI
flame;
There may we burn the incense 20 love
name,
There the immortal, virgin rose be fair.
So-since my lips have known but ont
desire,
And All nv flowers Of lie are vowed e
you
For us. at least, the world mas soIhethin!
new
For me the altar. and for you the fire,
E. Nesbit in Athenaeum.
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Petit Pierre bounded out OF bed.
The father lifted him up aud kissed
him again and again.
"Oh papa. | knew you would come.
| asked God 10 send you-tonight-I
knew he would send you--I prayed for
you-Mamma. don't cry-sec! how big
papa is! ! knew he would send you.
Oh, papal"
The childish voice trcmblcd. He
leaned his head on tho broad shoulders
of The dear father and sobbed, sobbed
as il the poor. dear, faithful heart
would break. Oh, he had wanted that
good cry so long, For two years he
had kept 1t down. Now. il was
mammals turn to do some c~onsoling.
But somehow she didn't succeed very
well, and for some reason Papa Charles
also had to wipe his face ofteDer than
he could remember ever having done
before. Then all at once Papa Charles
said: Mamma, better dress our son
why, see how big he has grown! he's
n man already, and see-yes, ! do ver-
lily believe he's growing a m%ustache.'
Then mamma and Pierre laughed
and they all went downstairs 10 look
at what the Santa Claus Of America
had brought for Petit Pierre.
The next day at Ia messe dc minuit
the good Cure Violette avcrred that
Petit Pierre's singing Of the Noel carol
was the sweeics, song he had ever
heard. The cure probably did not
think Of it, but Pierre knew there was
good reason for such great cheer in
his heart. -1EgUs!c G. Babize.
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very cold but I did no take any cold, and
never had any a~fter-pain or any other pain.
Il was all due TO God and Or. Pierce's Fa-
yorite Prescription and Compound Extract
Of Smart-Weed. This is the eighth living
child and the largest Of them all. ! suf-
fered everything that flesh could suffer with
the other babies. / always had n doctor
and then he could not help me very much,
but this TIME my mother and my husband
were alone with me. by baby was only
seven days old when ! get up and dressed
and left my room and stayed up all day.
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The Modern Mother

Has found that her little ones are I'M
proved more by the pleasant laxative,
syrup of Figs. when in need of the Taxa
tive effect OF "a gentle remedy h by any
other, and that il is more acceptable TO
them. Children enjoy it and it benefits
them. The true remedy, Syrup OF Figs, Is
manufactured by the California Fig syrup
company only.
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A Boston woman asks thls question:
sWhat would prevent. il we were to
have universal suffrage in Massachusetts,.
our DISTINGUISHING the male pepulationP
Nothing Ia the world. II we were
united. There are 40. 600 mora women
than me In this state and we should
have II all our own way aud would Soon
- masters Of The situation.s
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IL almost broke
the little fellows heart. Papa Charles
had been so good, so kind to him. How
often, nj bedtime, had the dear father
lifted him on his shoulder and carried
him up four flights Of stairs, 10 the
coy little room under the roof where
Petit Pierre was accustomed 10 sleep,
and after the child's fervent prayer OF
the "Notre Pere" and "Jc vous %saluer,
Marie" had been said. and he had been
snugly tucked away in his little bed
the linen OF which was ms pure and UNI
spotted rs Petit Pierrc's innocent soul
tho dear good father would always
stop long enough to tell n story Of old
time heroes. gallant and chivalrous.
ever ready TO succor the helpless and
assist the weak; who invariably did
some noble net OF courage and never
boosted OF 1t.
There was one story which Petit
Pierre never tired of hearing. II told
OF an old chieftain whose only child
had been stolen from him. Neither
his gray hairs nor his years had been
| spared. The barbarians had dragged
her away, fainting "a bruised, broken
lily. But the old chief. needing not
his years nor his gray hairs, had i'm.
mcdiatcly rushed to the rescue of the
beloved child. And as tho dear father
| recited:
4 yoyez pnsser &C cavalier faroucho
Sur son cheVai aussi prompt que 10 vent,
C'est lc vieux chef malheur n qui le touche
ii va venger lhonneurd dc son enfant.
Petit Pierre would staud bolt up.
right in his little bed, eyes aHame and
lips %quiveriug. "Oh, papa Petit
Pierre would exclaim, "he will save
her, will he notP"
And now the good father had gone.
To America! How far was that? Had
you asked Pierre he would have
shrugged his little shoulders and said:
"Ah, very, very far, monsieur; almost
where the sun sets and goes to bed
every night" No more stories, no
more climbing up on the broad shout
ders Of Papa Charles.
During the first few days after pa.
pas departure Petit Pierre sobbed
continuously. He could not be COM
forted.
One morning, however, Petit Pierre
came downstairs much earlier than
was his wont. When he entered
mammals room he found her knceling
at the foot Of the cross near the bed in
which she slept. He walked toward
her very quietly and stopped. Then
be listened. Poor, dear mamma, she
vas sobbing. And between her sobs
Petit Pierre made out the burden Of
her prayer. send him back, dear
Lord, send him back soon. Make him
prosper, so he can come quickly to his
wife and little SON."
At first Petit Pierre wanted 10 cry,
loo. But he didn't. He waited ill
mammals prayer was ended, and as
she fingered n little longer lac walked
up to her. placed his chubby little
arms around her neck, and said:
Mustn't cry, petite mere. Papa
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Mrs Youngma-Oh, I'm so boiling
over with righteous Indignation | don't
know what TO do. ibid like TO bite
somebody.
Friend-Whon?
Whom? Why those coarse, brutal,
inhurnan owners of the 1T. Quiet flats.
They refused 10 rent 10 me.
Every body knows that they object
to,children, thy dear.
sTv-, OF coavse-OuS vn~y oo,eess2Sa
mine B
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AlAA1 AAAA NAAANt ~
got two bottles last
September, and De.
ccrber 18th ] had a
twelve pound baby
girl. When ! was
confined I ads not
Sick in cny Ucp /
did not suffer any
pain, and when the
child was born l walk
cd into another room
and went to bed. I
keep your Extract Of
Smart-Wced on hand
eli the ti:nc. 1t was
very cold weather
a-1 nv.r ~np.,, C--z
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N~LRECTL0l,S for Z

WNEtIIW.NN TOT 10
ing CREAM B.iL.N-
.fDply a particle Of The
Balm rel up into the
R0SfriLs .4fier a moment
drqn strong breath
through the n Sc. Is,
three times a dap, dfte5
meals preferred and be-
fare rafirin1
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suit Of soldier togs

General Cn the nenr futurc)-Quick!
What news!
Aide t6reathlcssly)-Tho cnemy's BIZ
cycle brigade is attaching M flank.
General (promptly)-Tell the gum
nels 10 load with taclks.
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-Forth-thrce persons have been run
over and killed by trolley cars ia Philadel,
pbia, and the trolley system has been in
operation there only nine months.
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| can recommend Piso's Cure for Con.
sumption to sufferers from asthma.-E.
ID. Townsend, Fort Howard, Wis, May 4,
1884.
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~ system for parturi-
ton, thus assisting Nature and shortening
Labor" The painful ordeal of childbirth
is robbed of its tcTrors, and the dangers
thcrcofg7catly lcssened, to both mother and
child. The period of confinement is also
greatly shortened. the mother strengthened
and built up, and an abundant secretion Of
noarishrlcnt for the Child promoted.
Send 10 cents Tor q large Book J68 pages),
giving ali particulars. Address, WORLDS
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Liverpool. England, is TO have the
largest watch factory in the world.
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Jess--I took of my hat at the theater
last night.
ysck-How did Il hsppenP
JasSy-We sat ia the lat row. back
a. J. World
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