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Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

ing to listen. "What noise is that out
side?"
"Only the wind among the bushes;
how nervous you are getting, puss."
"No-but, Paul. do, please. look; l
thought | heard some ones voice"
Paul Torrance burst into merry
laugh, half derisive, half fond, and
strobe to t e door.
"Of cour, L there's no one here; told
you so, Clara, but-hold on, though!
Halo, you! what are you doing under
our windows?"
He made a step forward but stopped
suddenly, holding his hand to his
breast as If a ball had pierced 1t.
Mother. it's Matthew! it's our Mat
thew"
And the two brothers, separated by
long years and racking doubts, were
in each others arms before Clara could
! reach the door.
In after years, Matthew Torrance
never could have told how he reached
the wide, CHEEKY fireplace, nor how he
found his mother sobbing on his breast
and his father clasping both his hands,
while Clara-foolish little Clara, hid
away behind the big geraniums, and
cried as II her heart would break. He
only felt that he was at home once
more-free, safe, happy.
Paul" he stammered, come here
and let me look at you-let me feel your
hands. Oh, my brother! l thought l
had murdered your
Paul burst into laugh.
"You didn't hit quite hard enough.
old boy; my skull was thicker than you
thought for. Oh, Mat! why have you
hidden yourself away from us all these
years?"
And Pauls laugh became a sob.
But we won't be fools!' said Paul.
| resolutely. CLARA, come here, you
little goose! Don't be afraid to take
her hand, Mat! She loved you best.
and she has been waiting patiently for
| you twenty years"
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21
the old familiar window, cleaning out
like star

the Olu 1amllldT WlnuOW, Sledulu6 oul
| like star.
| Torrance hesitated.
Am l right in pressing on? Who
knows but one coveted glance may
bring sharper pain than years of silence
and doubt? Who knows but that the
chairs are empty. the hearthstone sur
rounded by other faces and forms?
| Were 1t not best to leave the old home
stead shrouded in merciful uncertainty?
No: I have dared too much to pause
now
He softly lifted the latch of the gar
| den gate and passed up the narrow
path.
Yes; there was mis- father. old and
! silyer-haired but living still; and his
| mother sat opposite, with the half-fin-
ished stocking on the cleaning needles,
lust it had been twenty years ago, and
the black silk holiday dress fastened
| at the throat with the little gold pin,
fashioned like sea shell, that he re-
Numbered SO well. And Clara, as beau
| tiful as ever, with ripened, mature
loyeliness, how royalty the fire turned
her heavy coronals of hair to coils of
gold. as she bent to light the tall can
dies in the polished brass candlesticks.
| Like a sleeping giant the old love rose
I'M once more in his heart as he looked
on the face of the girl whose syren-like
charms had maddened him to the one
desperate act Of his life. And-Father
of all mercies! was he dreaming, or was
the great horror of his darkest antici-
nations overwhelming him-madness?
Even as he looked, tall figure passed
from an obscure part of the room into
the full glow of fire and candles, stand
ing with one hand on the old lady's
! shoulder.
| Paul, Paul!
| The words strove to shape them
selves, but the parched tongue refused
to give them utterance. Matthew Tor
rance struggled like man under the
dreadful spell of nightmare.
Hush said Clara, suddenly paus-
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

Postal statistics indicate that the
quarter ending with September was
probably the most prosperous in the
history of the postal service. The re-
ceipts were over 100000 in excess OF
those for the corresponding quarter OF
1897, almost 100000 in excess OF
those for the corresponding quarter
Of 1898, and over $66O,OOO in excess of
the receipts for the same period In
1894. The largest increase for any
single city is credited to Chicago,
where, though the total of receipts was
considerably smaller than in New
York, the increase over 1894 was over
S21 900 larger. These two cities head
the list both as regards total receipts
and the amount of increase over last
year. Other cities showing large in
creases are Boston, st. Louis, Phila-
delphia and Brooklyn. In some of
the smaller cities the proportionats in
crease is greater than in the cities
mentioned, though the amount is
smaller.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

nished table that was spread in the CEN
ter of the apartment. 1t was very
| 0ld-fashioned room, with homemade
carpet, and curtains trimmed with
| knotted fringe, while the window seats
were full of thrifty geraniums and
petunlas. A tall clock in the corner
licked monotonously. and the brass can
\ dlesticks cleaned from the mantel as
brightly as If they had been fashioned
out of gold.
"A quarter past five." said Ebepezer
| Torrance. adjusting his iron spectacles
TO glance at the clock. Il don't see
"hat keeps that boy so. Clara, l most
wish you could have made up your
mind to marry him, and then we
shouldn't ha' had him chasing down to
Squire Deans after Margaret half the
| time. There, child, you needn't turn so
pale-Im not in earnest"
Mrs. Torrance put out her motherly
hand to smooth Clara's golden hair, as
the fair woman shrank as from blow.
Clara. Clara. it wasn't your fault"
But it was my fault, Aunt Miriam
1t was my fault. Do not know where
your thoughts have been all this day,
when other mothers have their happy
families gathered around them? Oh.
Aunt Miriam. if could only have died
| instead"
At this moment, while the freight
was filling the homely room with such
| glow and fulness of ruddy life, Mat
| thew Torrance was slowly toiling up
the road, in the chill gloom of the fast
darkening night AS he paused a mo-
ment to rest against the Rnarled trunk
| Of deformed willow. where he had
many and many time played as boy,
tall. straight figure passed him. strid-
ing swiftly along and whistliDg an old
fashioned air. AS 1t passed. Matthew
shrank back as II sword had pierced
his heart.
He used to whistle that tune. I have
not heard 1t in twenty years before"
So Matthew toiled on.
There 1t was, the old familiar light in
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21
The Thanksgiving Turkey.

Oh! Turkey with cranberry jellyl
Oh! Doughnuts and pudding and pie!
II there is ever time when We want
our turkey to be tender and juicy, 1t Is
for the Thanksgiving dinner. 1t Is not
every housekeeper who knows how to
select good turkey, though 1t is not a
difficult matter. The best turkeys have
smooth, black legs with soft. loose
spurs, and are short and plump. The
end of the breast-bone should be soft
and flexible. The breasts are full, and
the flesh plump and white.
The cooking Is fully as important as
the selection, and the preparation for 1t
should be carefully attended to.
A turkey is greatly improved by
drawing the sinews from the legs. This
converts the otherwise coarse and tough
flesh of the drumstick into delicate
meat.
II you prefer to stun your turkey,
place enough in slit of neck to fill the
cavity made by removing the crop; I'LL
the breast with the remainder and sew
firmly.-The Household.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

There is forgiveness tor all within
the limits of infinite love-"
Matthew Torrance resumed his walk
and said no more; and through the tenn
pest and darkness of the November
night the little Falling Leaf plodded on
towards the beacon lights that starred
the far-off. rock-bound coast of Maine.
And when the lurid light of dawn fiut-
tered its su!len banners athwart the
east they ran merrily into port, with
snow-covered rigging and bulwarks
ridged with royal ermine.
Matthew Torrance was home again
after twenty long years of exile and
solitude.
cts a perilous business" said Mat
thew to himself, "but I can't endure 1t
any longer. l am changed in every re-
spect; my own mother would sacrcely
know me now; and I must breathe in
the air of home once more or I shall
die!
Matthew plodded up the hill where
the hazel copses grew, and the dead
leaves rustled softly in the hollows un-
der the road. Halfway up the hill a lit
tie church nestled among the low-grow-
ing pines and spruces, with white
cleaning stones sloping down the de-
scent behind. Matthew Torrance
turned away his head with a shudder.
"He lies buried there" he murmured,
with a face that was paler than ashes:
"he, the fair-haired brother Paul, that
was almost like portion of myself, the
brother that murdered. Oh, God! the
years of anguish and remorse that I
have endured might almost have atoned
for it, and yet-yet-why did return
to reopen the old wounds? Shall I turn
back even now? It is not yet too late" "
! He stood moment irresolute.
mol will go on-I will take one
peep into the old window where the
cinnamon roses grew-the window of
the keeping-room-and then l will go
forth once more into my exile and soli-
tude. Alas! it is hard punishment to
endure for one act of needless passion
"a hard, hard punishment-and yet |
must bear 1t to the bitter end"
"shaIl I light the candles. Uncle
Ebenezer?"
What for, child? Isn't sight pleas
anter to sit here by the blaze of these
hickory logs? What do you say,
mother?"
Mrs. Torrance started.
II don't know: what was 1t you
asked me, Ebenezer? l was thinking
about something else."
She was a mild-faced matron, with
large hazel eyes, once bright as Jewels,
but now dim with many tears-a ma
tron whose silver hair lay in shining
bands over furrowed brow, and Eben-
ezer, bowed down old man, sitting
opposite in his easy-chair, had some
thing of the same trouble in his face
But Clara Willis, kneeling on the rug
between them, with her bright face
turned to the fire, was lovely enough
to redeem the darker shadows. Blue
eyed, with hair of reddish brown, lit up
with golden CLEANS, cheeks velvet red
and dimpled, and lips like cut coral,
you never would have believed that
Clara had passed her thirty-sixth year
There are some faces to which caprici-
GUS Nature has granted the boon of
perennial youth. and Clara's was one Of
these.
well. tust as you please, uncle" said
Clara. Strengthening the folds of the
ruffled white apron that she wore Sup
per is all ready"
She looked around with a glance of
housewifely pride at the daintily gar
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

The discovery of rich gold mines was
the inspiration of Great Britain in ad-
yancing its boundary line in Venezuela.
The British government claimed
enough nex territory to get the mines.
The same thing. it appears, Is going on
in Alaska. Valuable gold mines have
been discovered in the territory of the
United States. AS result Great Brit
lin mas advanced her boundary so as to
tske in a large slice of our territory.
At what Great Britain considers an op-
perfume time we shall probably be
handed an "ultimatum" to give up the
territory or fight. This is Great Brit
aims Christian way Of settling a dis
pute when she thinks she can win by
force.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21
SWEET CHARITY.

o Charity, dear messenger.
From heavens courts descend,
And to our earth-born hearts the gift
or thy sweet influence lend.
Touch, and arouse the slumbering eyez
Which do not wake to see
How other eyes grow dim with tears,
And hearts droop wearily.
Remind us, when Fathers grace
Hath blessed with many a gift.
That there are those whom we may help
From sorrows gloom to lift.
Quicken our sympathy, our love.
Our mercies let us share.
Let the glad sunshine of our lives
Spread DER sad lives Of care.
Sweet Charity, we will not close
Our hearts to thy soft voice,
For every impulse born Of thee
Must make some heart rejoice,
Then come, come quickly, Charity,
And all throughout our land
On waiting hearts-or cold or warm
Lay thine own blessed hand.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

window back over its channeled
grooves. The prospect of turbid green
lsh waves below, and white. fast-falling
wildernesses OF snow obscuring the at
mosphere above was scarcely SO enliv-
ening as the CHEEKY coal fire within. and
the lamp swinging softly from the low,
arched roof.
The Falling Leaf-she was only lit
tie sailing vessel, bound to the bleak
shores of Maine from Sicilian port
was within a days sail of home, and
her two passengers, long exiled from
the rocky coast of their nativity, were
alone together, trying to realize that
their journeys end was so near.
Matthew Torrance walked up and
down the warm cabin with folded arms
and downcast eyes, whose lambent fire
contrasted strangely with the streaks OF
silver in his luxuriant black hair. Sud-
denly he paused, and turned abruptly
to the old man who sat directly under
meath the circle Of light thrown by the
swinging lamp.
What are you reading, Mr.. Hayes?'
The old gentleman looked up with a
tranquil smile.
1.-THE book I read oftenest, Mr.. Tor
rance-the book that answers to every
want and mood of my nature"
"Oh, the Bible. Can-can you find the
parable of the Prodigal SOM"
"Yes."
at seems as If should like to hear
that tonight"
Samuel Hayes turned to the place
and softly read aloud the sweet old BIZ
BILE story. AS his voice died away Tor
rance drew deep, long sigh.
II suppose that parable is meant to
illustrate Gods patience and long suf-
fering?"
Undoubtedly"
"Ah! but that prodigal son onfy
spent his substance and wasted his life
Of forgiveness"
The old minister pushed his spec
tacles up on his forehead.
What do you mean?"
Matthew Torrance stopped in front OF
the table.
II had friend once-a near and dear
friend, who-well, he had his faults. /
won't deny that. He was wild, pas
sionate fellow, but there were good
points about him, too. He had twin
brother, and one day, in sudden gust
of rage-there was plenty of provoca-
ton, for both loved the same girl, and
she was heartless coquette-he raised
his hand against this brother, and"
well"
And murdered him! killed him,
Struck him down as Cain struck Abel,
Then he fled the country, and has never
been heard of since. But, IL know my
friends nature, he has repented 1t long
Ind bitterly since-repented it with an
anguish Of despair that is past descrip-
tion! Now tell me. Mr.. Hayes, is there
mercy and forgiveness for such as he?"
Though your sins be as scarlet they
shall be white as snow! though they
be red like crimson, they shall be white
hs wool!" softly repeated the old cler-
lyman.
"Yes," replied Matthew; "but such a
sin! My God! Cain bore the accursed
mark Of murder to his gravew
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

Four persons were fatally shot the
other night at a New Jersey cakewalk.
The cake walk in New Jersey seems to
do the same work for the foolkiller that
the country dance does for him in Ken
lucky.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

For the benefit Of several esteemed
contemporaries, we would state that the
Chicago mans novel, Forty Years
With the Damned" is not an autobiog-
raphy.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

PAUL! faltered Clara, reproachfully.
well, what's the matter? II you'll
only expedite matters a little, we can
have two weddings at once. for I'm to
be married to Maggie Dean next month.
old Mat"
The twenty years of trial were over,
and Matthew Torrance kept Thanksgif-
ing under his own roof-tree, with a
heart that needed no proclamation to
stimulate it's intensity of gratitude.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21
DINNER ON THE FARM.

with celery and cranberries; large oval
pumpkin in the center with turkey, dec
Grated with laurel sprigs: spaces filled
up with white potatoes and sweet pota-
toes; at the head of the barrow, on pole,
little banner-"A Thanksgiving greet
ing from the friends Of Mrs. Gray"
Now, don't you think Joe Emery's
was a new and jolly pumpkin lark?"-
The Household.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

The Sublime" porte should be able to
appreciate its descent to the ridiculous;
1t came down off its high horse in
mighty quick order when it compre-
hended the fact that the powers meant
business in their demands for reforms
for Armenia.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

The death of Mrs. Susan Cook at
Quincy, ILL.,. last week is full of warning
to cigarette smokers. She was in
reasonably good health until recently,
when she took to smoking cigarettes
and strong cigars, and these are sup
posed to have hastened her demise al,
the age of 106 years,
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

The Boston Globe says: What is the
good of having a platform, anyway, II
the candidates can't stand on it?" The
platform of passenger coach is not In
tended to stand on. but to enable the
passenger to get in.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

Five million dollars was the other
day drawn from the United States treas
ury in gold bars by jewelers. who are
preparing for the holiday trade. Some
folks seem to have money yet.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

Mayor Swift of Chicago is disguised
because the railroads will not elevate
their tracks. II the mayor would stop
petting and get his club he might no.
tice a difference.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

The Crane Iron Company. of Allen
town, Pa, has voluntarily raised wages
10 per cent for the second time. Rais-
Ing wages with a crane is something
novel and as pleasing as 1t is new.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

In speaking of the Venezuela ques-
-tion W. t. Stead remarks that the
United States is afflicted with number
of bawling journalists" True; but
most of them have been sent back to
England.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21
Good Advice.

Don't send Thanksgiving dinner to
a poor family by messenger. Go
along with 1t yourself. and stay awhile.
Don't set yourself up on pedestal. You
and they are OF the same stun.
II there is any old or sick person who
loves you, don't salve your conscience
by sending a box of good things, but go
and give the afflicted one richly Of your
companionship.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

The little patch of territory which
England is trying to steal from Vene-
zuela is a mere trifle about twice as
large as the state of Illinois.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

Consuelo Vanderbilt is three inches
taller than her purchase. Our American
heiresses certainly stoop pretty low in
such matters.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

A New York saloonkeeper was fined
for selling whisky on Sunday to be used
by veterinary surgeon in treating q
sick horse. Such draught horses are
dangerous nowadays in Gotham.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

An authority on cats says that blue
eyed cats are always deaf, and that pure
white ones are often afflicted in the
same manner.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

That Pittsburg man who was fined for
smoking in church was served Just
right. He should go to church to es-
cape smoking.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

Bill Nye denies that he was rotten
egged In New Jersey. Probably the eggs
were fresh compared with some of Will
liam's Jokes.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21
The Rocky Ford Enterprise

FIfty-three daily papers are printed
in Toxic and only forty-two in New
YorK.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

II Mr.. and Mrs. Warwzyn Wiczvor-
kiewicz ever get to calling each other
names there will be trouble right away.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21
Humor of the Day.

Humor of the Day.
Old Turkey-Are you trying to lay
anything by this year?
Young Tnrkey-No; l shall be salts
fed II can only keep ahead until after
Thanksgiving.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

Good reputation is good business cap
ttal. Good advertising helps to create
good reputation.
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21
THE MAITLAND BOYS.

Al, Dill, . poSe "o
fellows give Widow
Gray a regular sur
prise party Thanks
giving eve.
II heard thoFe
NATL a II d boy 8
Dragging to little
Tom Gray what a
splendid Thankii-
giving they were
going to have, and
Rocky Ford enterprise., 1895-11-21

HE night be-
fore Thanks
giving! And how
1t snows!"
Matthew Tor
r a n C e slipped
the little cabin
Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1895-07-31
a LOST WOMAN.
Mysterious Disappearance of Christian
Eudeavor Delegate.

Boston, July 30.-A most mysterious
affair connected with the recent Chris
uan EndeavOr convention here has just
come TO light Mrs. f. T. Gardner, of
Arcadia, Neb.. who came here as a dele
gate 20 the convention. has not returned
20 her home and her husband and child.
and the report of her death here is not
supported by any known facts.
Mrs. Gardner is 80 years old She
had always been apparently healthy,
and when her husband received from
her a letter dated July Is. stating that
she was about to die, he was astounded.
Following the letter came another,
signed Mr.. j. Brown, of South Bos-
ton, which neither Mr.. Gardner nor
any one else knows, stating that In the
interest of economy her body would be
buried here. The death regisries bear
no record of any such death and detec-
Jives employed by Mr. Gardner have
failed 90 md trace of Mrs. Gardiner,
dead on alive.
tit Is feared by some of those inter
ested In the case that Mrs. Gardiner
has been spirited away by thieves, who
were attracted by the large sum of
money and valuable jewelry she car
ried while some believe that she died
and JhaJ her body was secured for dis
sectiug purposes. When Mrs Gardi-
uer was i'm Boston she did not stay with
the rest of the Nebraska delegation at
the regular headquarters, but with
some friends. who cannot now be found.
Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1895-07-31
a CONVENTION CALLED.


Ie.-,oi the sixth District 90 Consider
..e -a.-.ion o. Leaving the Anal gaula-
a ..ctition.
and. O.. July 30.-A call has
issued for q conference of all the
llers in the Sixth district -o be held
Youngstown. 3D.. ON August DO. 90
sider q proposition 90 surrender the
rs of their lodges i'm the Amalga-
ID Association. and formulate plans
new organization. This action
e result of the discovery by the
ars that the new scale of wages
NOT take effect ON August I as they
.rad. According tO one clause of
agreement between the iron work
and the manufacturers the ship
u.r.s OF bar iron from the mills dur
.u.y aUd August are Co be reported
lle scale based upon these ship
rs is t0 take effect on or after Sep
0ar T. The pudd,ers claim they
gu0rant of that agreement. The
uau- in favor of breaking away
tle Amalgamated Association is
to he gr0wius and ir is believed
Youngstown convention viii result
action of chat kind
...t..ud d.. July 39-Tbe puddlers
This city received from PirsbUg to-
copies of the Anna gama-ed Assoc
cation scale and President Garland
M Ha here Saturday. They win be
l... t1 ,le min managers at once.
Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1895-07-31

birmingham, Ala, July 90.-The min
ing town of Brookside, near here, was
the scene Of a race riot to-day resulting
in the death of two deputy sherifs and
q number of negroes. The fight, which
LASTED for over an hour, was between an
organized band of white miners, head
ed by deputy sheriffs A. T. Wood and
Joel Baxter, who were trying to arrest
jim Biggers. a negro, and a crowd of the
Iatter's friends. Over $50 shots were
fired.
Mine Boss Culverhouse, of the Sloss
Iron and Steel Company, discharged
Biggers.. Biggers remained about max
ing threats. A warrant was sworn out
for him for trespassing. Deputy Sher-
ifs Wood and Baxter went to arrest
Biggers. Biggers fired upon them with
a Winchester rifle. A bullet passed
through Woods head and another
through his heart, killing him instantly.
Baxter was mortally wounded, but was
able to get back to the camp and give
the alarm. The white miners at once
organized and went to arrest Biggers.
The latter had called in number of
his negro friends. A pitched battle re-
suited, the negroes fleeing to the woods.
Half a dozen more were shot down,
killed outright.
In Brookside evry man is armed.
Late tonight word reached here
from the telegraph operator at Brook
side who is locked in his Office, that an
attack by the negroes is feared. When
the first news of the fight reached here
this evening, Sheriff Morrow and Chief
of Police Mcdonald summoned all the
available officers, and carload of
them started at II o'clock for the scene.