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The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21
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In Oregon butter is carried in firkins
weighing from 60 to 200 pounds over
the roads in the Cascade mountains to
the nearest railroad, a distance Of fifty
miles, and from thence is shipped to
Portland. The farm dairymen receive
Is cents per pound for it the year
round, and cannot supply the demand.
The COWS thrive on the valley clover
all summer; feed costs practically
nothing; springs, at 81 degrees, keep
the milk cool, and, though the few
dairymen have no fine butter breeds
of cows, they make money on butter.
What could they do with proper ad-
vantages and fine cows?
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21
A NEwsBoY,s CHRIsTMAs.
He Remembered the Feast and AZ.
forward Paid Back the Quarter.

He Remembered the Feast and AZ.
teFward Paid Back the Quarter.
One Christmas night an old-time
newspaper, writer stepped into q
cheap restaurant in Park Row. he
had enjoyed a hearty dinner, but a
the air was raw and cold, he wanted q
1t one Of the small tables q ragged lit
tie boy planted himself on the stool
opposite him. If ever there was gnaw-
ing hunger depicted on a human face
1t was on that boys, and there was Q
wolfsh glare in his eyes as he fun
bled a nickel and said: "a plate Of
beans"
The waiter also took the others or
der. AS the writer slipped his coffee
he watched the boy ravenously devour
the beans. Whispering to the waiter,
he told him to bring a plate of corned
beef, some bread and butter and q
bowl of coffee for the boy. The little
fellow stared for q moment, then
sweetened the coffee, and, selling q
knife and fork, began his meal. In a
few minutes the beef, beans, bread
and coffee had disappeared, yet the
boys appetite was not satisfied.
"What kind Of pie do you like?"
asked the writer.
"Most emmy kind; they's all good"
replied the boy.
Bring him some mince and pump
kin pie said the writer to the waiter.
The boy gazed at the two plates Of
silly and pushed his nickel toward the
writer.
"What's that for?' asked the man.
ITO pay for de spread; it's all I've
got"
Taking a quarter from his pocket,
the writer laid it on the boys coin and
pushed them across the table.
lis them for met" said the boy,
with his mouth full Of pie. Gam I to
have all data"
"Yes; this is Christmas night, you
know"
"Yis; I remember; but I had no mon.
ey fer me lodgin', so I didn't get any
Of the dinner down at the newsboys'
lodging house. Tank you, mister.
Youse Is good ter me-"
Leaving the boy to finish his supper
the man passed out into the busy
street, feeling happy owe the incl
dent. Months passed, and he had al
most forgotten 1t, when n day a boy
stopped him near the Brooklyn bridge
"Sauy, mister" said he, II owes yel
a quarter. Here it u.s."
Recognizing his Christmas guest, TIL,
writer gently refused the money, tell
ing him that he had better keep it.
mo; you IT." he persisted. "Tha'
supper and de quarter you give m,
brought me luck, and I've not been Q,
hungry sence. Youse was 20 good da
night, and I wants yer to take til,
quarter now, 50 as youse. can Civ,
] some odder boy a Christmas supper.
. The writer took the coin, and man,
q poor newsboy has had q good Dime
: with 1t since.-New York Recorder.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

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Live stock CenteFs.
Chicago, Dec. 19.-Wheat = Decem-
Der, 661-2c; January, $685.; May,
00c; July, 60 3-4c. Corn-December,
1850; January, Is 5-8c;; May, % 1-Sc;
September, 30 1-8c. Oats-December,
$3.50; May, 1 1-Sc. Pork-Decem.
Der. $3.50; January, $3.50; May,
1887 10. Lard-December, $5.17 1-2;
January, 1927 1-2; May, 1851 IL.
Ribs-December and January, $4.25;
May, $3.50.
Chicago, Dec. 19.-Hogs-Market &C.
tive; prices &c higher; feeling easier;
light, $3.45a3.62 1-2; mixed, $3.46a
3.65; heavy, $3.4Oa3.6; rough, $3.40a
3.45. Cattle fairly active; best grades
5a1Oc higher; beeves, $3.1Oa4.SO; cows
and heifers, $1.5Oa3.7 Is; Texans, $2.65a
$40; stockers and feeders, 81 .3Oa3.J0.
Minneapolis, Dec. 10. - Wheat-De'
cember closed at So 1-4c; May opened
ut 56c and closed at Sc 1-4c. On track
No. / hard, 81 3-4c; No. 1 Northern
SO Ice; No. 2 Northern, 81 1-2c.
st. Paul, Dec. 19.-Hogs firm and ac'
tive; quality pretty good; yards
| cleared early. Cattle slow, but about
steady; good stockers and feeders and
fat cattle in the best demand; common
| stuff weak.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

we uIC very SOA1J ois VIC ~ AVs
see you. l hope you are not in1ureds"
said one of the young men.
mo, you did not hurt me-" replied
the old musician, as he stopped to pick
up his hat, but the other was quicker
than he and handed it to him, and at
the same time he saw the instrument
III his hand.
"You are a musician?' he asked the
old man. politely.
IL was, once upon a time," the other
answered, sadly, while two large tears
rolled slowly down his poor, thin face.
drew nearer to him. "What ails your"
they asked. "Are you i'll, and can We
do anything for you?"
lent; then he held his hat toward the
young men, with a look that could
melt the hardest heart.
ooh, please give me a trifle," he
whispered. II can no more earn my
living with my instrument; my fingers
have become stin-and my daughter 10
dying for want of n%ourishment."
The three young men were silent for
some time. Their faces expressed
confusion. and for the first time in
their lives they felt shame, even an
ger, at their poverty. They searched
their pockets, but the result was mis-
cradle. Their combined capital was
sixteen SOUS; the third one had only q
piece Of resin, an article every violin
list carries constantly with him.
sixteen sous Is not enough, my
friends, to help III colleague. We
must 90 to work energetically. You,
Adolve, take the violin to accompany
Gustave, and I will make the rounds
with the hat"
The preparations. occupied only q
few minutes. They turned up their
coat collars and drew their hats al.
most over their eyes to disguise them
selves as much as possible. The
young man who had originated this
good work then gave the signal to
begin. .
your best, for the Almighty may be
one of your audience
And Adolve did his best. After the
first sounds of the Carnival of Ven.
ice" all the windows opened and -.--
tlled with delighted listeners. All t1e
promenadors in the garden Of the Pal
ais Royal stood still, and many came
toward the music and swelled the
crowd that had already gathered
there.
Enthusiastic applause greeted the
last sounds of the music, and when
the hat of the old man was passed 1t
was soon filed with copper and silver
coin.
The three young men did not allow
the enthusiasm to abate, for soon the
/ violin was heard again, but this time
as an accompaniment to Gustave's
grand, melodious voice, which sang
the beautiful cavatina from the
audience was spellbound.
In the meantime the crowd had In.
creased and when the young singer
ceased the money was fairly showered
upon them, SO that the manager OF
the concert had difficulty to gather it
up. But he was determined to in
his efforts.
"One NOR piece" he whispered, and
we will have enough. You, Adolf,
chime in with your bass voice, but at
the same time play the violin. I will
sing b%arytone, and you, Gustave, my
brave tenor, you must give us one
more of your sweet tunes. Let vi
sing the trio from civilian Tell
This will be the finale, and do not for
get that we are not only singing fol
charity, but that we must be an homo
to the Conservative"
This admonitiOn was unnecessary
The artistic spirit had already takel
pneSosc{on ne tho vor.nO mon mud II
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

Cincinnati, Dec. 19.-Miss Nora Te-
ham, a slender young brunette, report
ed to the police that she had been at
tackled by two highwaymen on the
Price Hill steps last night. Both of
them seized her Is she passed, she
says, but she gave n a vigorous
push. He lost his hold on her arm
and fell headlong down the steps.
Then, before the other could recover
from his surprise, she hit him in the
face, kicked him in the stomach and
sent him flying down the stairs also.
She left a description Of the men and
the police are hunting for them.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21
Arranging the Trap

ARRANGING the Trap.
And .conspired to play him a dirty trick.
Forgetting the work the saint had done,
In the many years since his task begun.
Says Tommy, ..'I'm tired Of lying still
And letting old Santa my stockings nl
With things that 1 don't want at all;
Let's capture st. Nicholas, toys and ALL"
They danced with glee and then to the
door
OF papa's room, whence a sonorous snors
Told them at once that the coast was clear.
Then to the parlor. and in the Arslight
there
Were hanging the stockings, empty 40
though
There was no saint with gifts to bestow.
And then for an hour the sprites that stare
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

At Richmond, Mo. the opera house,
Percival 4 Hollis furniture store,
Browns racket store. Ringfurts's dry
goods store, the Masonic hall, Crows
book store and a few small buildings
were destroyed by fire this morning.
Loss S1OOO00.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

Lives also down thar In the holler
On the old road below the mill,
An all ~ fellers az had our folks
Says. "WhoT do anything for Billi''
6sttin' round the store, you know,
Seein' the folks buyin' a lot
Nor Christmas stockin's an Christmas trsei
Thinks I, might do - well as not"
"ole hats a-glttln' pretty rough;"
An 50 I jis took of my own.
"Boys," says I, "chip in for Bill
A willin' gift this time, no loan"
An they did chip In. Why, had enough
Fer twenty hats! an when I'd done.
"Hev to be changed fer paper" says ],
Fer hat hat, 1t weighed q ton.
Took us all to take It ter i'm,
Follered his light down past the mill,
Stormed the door an walked right in,
Shouted "Merry Christmas. Blllg'
Throwed the hat fer him to ketch It,
Sung out. "Chrlstmas gift, old boyl"
Ketched his breath an looked all round,
"Wal, ole fellsrs, Christmas joy!"
Looks inside the hat an hollers,
'Bless my buttons, lined with dollarsls
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21
Two sRIanT 1oYs.

FAsy Lay . Deep Plot e Capture
santa Claus.
Last night was bleak and dark and drsa1.
And the merry old saint had left his dsss;
Obliged to harness q mule to q cart,
Saying. "Ill make 1t with an early start"
90 he started out on his yearly round
With q list Of places where children abound.
His load was heavy and he missed the snow.
Which formerly frightened the rudy glow
OF his face-but he thought. and smiled.
That his mission was sacred to many .
child.
SO hs chirked to the mule and ratified bis
toys. -.
And sans Of his love for girls and boys.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

The Clock ON the Tower struck.
This was all he had on to shelter him
from the Icy dampness that moistened
his long white beard and hair.
The latter was partly covered with
q soft felt hat, well drawn over his
eyes. This he seemed to have done
not to be recognized, although it would
have been much better for him IL he
had made himself known.
As the old man approached the bank
Of the Seine he stopped a moment as
though in doubt whether to proceed
or moi. Perhaps the river was a temp
tAtion for him to make an end Of all
his misery. He resisted that tempta-
ton, however, and crossed the Pont
des Arts, the Place du Carrousal and
the labyrinth of evil-smelling little
streets that divided the Tuilleries from
the Palais Royal at that time, and
came at last to the center of elegant
Paris, for fifty years ago the streets
~H"+ contained the residences of the
D1zdlna0 Richilieu and !Mazartn were
considered elegant.
DASHED by the many lights and half
stunned by the noise of the holiday
crowd, he walked around the garden
repeatedly with a timid air, as though
U0V0C1UGus
At last he took up his position on q
crowded corner, leaned against the
: wall and proceeded to unwrap the OBJ
feet he had carried under his arm *
long. This proved to be a violin ant
bow.
After, examining the strings Of til,
instrument very carefully, he folded
up the shawl and threw 1t over hi
Left shoulder and started to tune til,
violin. The first sounds of the mel
ancholy and sentimental air drew tn
attention Of a couple Of street gamini
who pitilessly sneered and laughed q
him. The poor old nan stopped play
ing, sank down upon a doorstep ant
laying the violin on his knee, mul
INJURED: 10, God! I have forgotte
my art" &
Thus he sat for some time, whe
from the other end Of the passag
thrse jolly young men came singin
toward him. They were singing
couplet very popular at that time wit
the students Of the Conservative {
Paris
Not seeing the old man, one stun
blssd over his outstretched leg, the otl
knocking his hat OF, and the THU
ltoDped frightened, as the old ma
Indignantly.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

Second Sweet Thing-1 think I shall
give him one Of those pretty silver
mounted pocket-1asks. -
First Sweet Thing-I Didn't know he
drank"
Second Sweet Thing-He doesn't
now, but I suppose he will after New
Year. I near to break the engage
ment then.-Indianapolis journal.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21
Sacked a Town,

Marshfeld. Wis.,, Dec. 18.-The town
Of Granton, sixteen miles east of here,
on the Omaha road, was sacked by
burglars last night. The hardware
store Of A. J. Knorr was broken into
and the safe blown open, from which
a fire was set, burning the building,
also the Woodman hall and saloon ad-
joining. Loss, $1,000. A posse of
armed men is after the robbers.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21
He May Regret II,

Fullerton, Neb., Dec. 17.-Yesterday
q tramp attacked Mrs. Winnie john
son and her young daughter at their
ranch near here. They were alone.
The woman secured a revolver and,
though it was not loaded, she intimi-
dated the man, who ned. Later he
was arrested and Jailed on a charge of
criminal assault. The vigilantes talk
Of disposing Of him.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

Santa Claus Strikes the Album.
From the glowing Goals did nought but
glare.
At two Of the busiest boys on earth
Who. with stiled laughter and quiet mirth.
Arranged the details of a villainous plan.
For bagging the little, brisk old man.
A gunny sack, capacious and strong.
With nails they spiked the mantel along'
Its mouth was stretched by aid of a stick,
And all made ready to catch Saint Nick.
And to be dead sure they added a charm
In the shape Of q livery burglar alarm
Then to the corners. each behind a chas4
Tom and Dick went and waited there.
And all unmindful Of his coming fate
The saint pulled along. the hour was late,
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21
A CHRISTMAS EVE THOUGHT,

II Santa Claus should stumble,
As he climbs the chimney tall
With all this ice upon 1t,
I'm afraid he'd get q fall
And smash himself to pieces
To say nothing Of the toysl
Dear me, what sorrow that would BRING
To all the girls md boys
80 I am going to write q note
And pin It to the gate,-
I'll write 1t large, 20 he can see,
No matter IL it's late
And say, 'Dear Santa Claus. don't try
To climb the roof tonight,
But walk right in. the doors unlocked,
The nursery's o the right"
Harriet Brewer Sterling. In December Sc
Nlchn1an
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

Eau Claire, Wis.,, Dec. ia dozen
representatives Of fire insurance cOM-
panics. among them Philip Cheek Of
Baraboo. are here for the purpose Of
considering the local situation, and
the expectation is that there will be a
large reduction Of rates and a contest
for possession of this field between
board and non-board companies.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

st. Louis. Dec. 1S.-An International
event, the most notable of its kind,
socially. that has ever taken place in
st. Louis, was celebrated today at
the Church of the Messiah, corner Of
Garrison avenue and Locust street.
It was the marriage Of Miss Clara
Hazel Busch, daughter Of Adolphus
Busch, the brewer, and Herr Paul Won
Gontard, a prominent citizen of Ger
many.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21
A Society Function.

The policeman had a three-card
monte man in his care and was wait
ing for the patrol-wagon to arrive.
"What are you doing?" asked q
friend Of the officer, who happened to
come along just then.
II I'm holding a card party" was
the reply.-Judge.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

Jamestown, N. D., Dec. 19.-George
Laval, a half-breed who has been in
Jail for the past four months, was dis
charged yesterday. He was arrested
to-day for stealing a coat and other
articles and remanded to jail.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21
Fireman Broinerd Kllled.

Waseca, MIMI, Dec. 10. w. l..
Brainerd of Gary. s. D., a fireman on
the Chicago & Northwestern road, was
instantly killed this morning in the
railway yards in this city.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21
santa Claus win Come Down,

Santa Claus Will Come Down.
Little Johnny-Ma, does Santa Claus
keep chimneys for sale?
Ma-Perhaps he does. Do you want
to buy one?
"Not yet, ma"
"Why not yet?"
'Tause his price IL too high. In
wait till Tismus and then"
"Then what, dear?"
"Then Santa Claus will come doWD
In his chimney, won't he?"
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

Here come I, old Father ChristmasI
Christmas comes but nee a year;
And when it comes It brings good
cheer,
And when it goes I disappear.
So open the door and let me in;
I hope that favor we shall win;
But whether we rise o whether We
fall,
Wen do our endeavors to please you
all,
Um! Um! UNI!
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21
She Had Been Through II,

She Had Been Through Il.
Didn't you think that the soprano
song, The Mistakes Of Ny Life Have
Been Many with a good deal Of feel.
ing this morning?"
'.There is no reason why she should
not; she's bean married three timeoIS
New York Truth
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

,sOh, God! I Have Forgotten ~
Art"
spite of the strange, and some would
say humiliating, circumstances In
which this concert vas given, they
sang and played better than in after
years before the most critical andi.
ences of Europe.
They electrified even the old man,
who at first had remained quietly on
the door step. and now took ~ big
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

stick and started to direct the tito In
a way that showed him to be a must.
clan of experience and talent.
He stood there, drawn up to his full
height, and his eyes, that had been 30
dull q half-hOur ago, glistened with ex-
element. The old man was like one
gloriied. and the young men felt that
they had obeyed the hand Of q master.
The performance came to an end,
the crowd dispersed slowly; some col.
lected in groups to discuss the cpl.
sode. "They are not street must.
tians," said somebody In the crowd.
Certainly not. there 10 probably
wager behind it, or they are students
and wished to get the means for their
Christmas dinner"
"Well, they have succeeded" said
one man. ii saw how a number Of
gentlemen threw gold pieces into that
hat"
And this was true. the hat con.
tanned a large sum Of money. The
art loving and wealthy people Of the
audience did not care for the motive
Of this "al fresco" performance, but
wished to show their appreciation in
1 substantial manner.
When the young men spread out
the shawl in which the violin had been
wrapped and emptied the money into
1t, the old man stood there speech.
less with surprise and Joy.
so that l con bless you to my dyinR
day, and Spy AasEhteRseaal4Ayaa4me
SIS - 49, ]
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S0lsstiao American
AneAoN for a
Fer Over Finy Year.

An OLD AND wILLTRRD RsxrDx.-~
over nifty yeazs BY millioa a. Of mofhe1 eor thG1r
Ghildrsn while teethl.g. With perfect s1ocoo
II ooothse the child, eoftens the gums, allayB q
Diasrh0A 10 pleasant to the tasta. Bold 81
Druggists IN evers part OF the Word. Twenty.
i've centS Q bottle. It's value h ncalculAhA, b
sure and ask for Mn. WlnalQ ~ 9QothlnR 6yfun.
and take NO other kind.
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

Let this day see all wrongs forgiven.
Let peace sit crowned In every heart,
Let bitter words be left unsaid,
Let each one take his brothers part;
Let sad lips learn to smile
4 day is such a little whilel
OF all days. this 10 the shortestl
Let rich and poor together meet,
While words Of kindness al the alI.
Let love spread roses In the way,
Though winter reigneth everywhere.
A day 10 such a little while!
OF all days. this 10 the shortest!
Let us help each with loving care,
Our brother IN the way to heaven.
Let's lay aside all s%el6shness,
Let pride from every heart be driven.
Let Christmas day bring many a SMILE.
A day is such a little while!
OF all days. this 10 the shortest!
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21

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LOOKING Aheaa.

First Sweet Thing-What are you
going to give Charley for . Christmas
gift1
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rom the world, meath the Judean sky,

Up up from the world, meath the Judean sky,
Orion ascendant and Sirius nigh;
While Bethlehems sleeping, the shepherds clear eye
Between his dear flock and the worlds hung on high .
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f&6knn@ dAxxled the NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
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TN8AAECkf1st child. the Prince of Peace. Savior and King,
Is come. He is Graded with beasts of the stall.
Rise, seek Him, and crown Him the Monarch OF all.
A host of winged seraphs with harIs in their hands
Sing "GlorLa Excelsis' above the shy lambs.
So long as the earth and the skies shall remain.
Chant ever sweet seraphs the guiding refrain;
BE peace to the faithful 'mong children of men,
l. To God give the glory, forever. Amen,
To Bethlehem dreaming, His word He fulfls;
Her lids feel the light that emblazons the hills;
Her ears list the music that faithful hearts thrill;
Sweet peace on our journey to men of good will.
J: Awake, Stumbling city! All real thy dreams,
! With fulness of season the prophecy teens.
This night, in q manager; q! Mest Bethlehem!
I, 10 laid Hin you wait for, the Savior of men.
Anon from the East wends IL radiant light;
At MONDAY q white sun, a red sun by night;
A light to the Genties-the wise men it led
Their guide to the Infant Redeemers low bed.
Look up, honored city; to ha ven hold thy hands!
There, simIs gemmae in coAo it stands. =
Cease wondrhng, and haste til ce! At Davids north gate
I,edecked and giftladen, their weary beasts wait
With drops Of myrrh, incense and treasure they come
To worship the newborn-the "God i'll the Son"
The cross in the distance! "Tis finished! IT'S done!'
The PROSTATE, the weary, the faithful have won;
And Christmas shall never be lost to the sight;
To feed them and guard them from beasts Of the night
Shall hear the first carol, shall see the first light
OF Christmas eternal peace, good Wilt to men;
With God in His glory, the Highest. Amen!
The Dickinson press., 1895-12-21
The Boys Capture Santa Claus.

The Boys Capture Santa Claus.
He was making his way to every home.
Climbing down chimney with never q
groan;
Though his work was hard, 1t was glad.
some toll.
And he cared not a snap for the clothes
Thus 1t was with the saint and at last he
got
To the place where be was down for IN.
other lot;
Where Tommy and Dick had the bag pre-
pared,
All was ready and Saint Nick was shared.
With a rush he descended the chimney
black.
And into the sack he went ker.smack.
Then Tommy with paddock and Dick with
key,
Made fast their prize with boyish glee.
And reveled In toys, for Santa's stock
Fell Into their hands-and they made mock
OF the prayers Of Nick from within the
sack,
As he begged to be given his liberty back.
L'Envoi.
Tomorrow old Santa will sit on q chair
In a dime museum, and people will stare
At q real live saint too mad to speak,
And Tommy m Dick draw a hundred Q
week.-St. a Pioneer Press.