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Order Mist.

In the ma tier OF the Deed of Trust from The
Glen Echo Railroad Company TO Leonard
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10 the Clrcuit Court for Montgomery county,
as a Court Of Equity. Ne. 1870 EQUITY.
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22
'5HAP yaoI21pe DAt9S
THeNA ND Now

please give me your address, Mrs.
Graham. for | may want YOU again"
Seventeen Hudson street. ma'am; up
two flights of stairs, and If I'm not
there. Tom always is"
There. didn't ] tell YOU" Kitty
cried. exultingly, after the woman had
gone. Didn't | tell you that he was
sick? You see. now, Toms always
there"
Yes. but Tom may not be her hus-
band. and don't think he is. lie is
much more likely to be her child"
Mrs. Greenough. I'm astonished at
You. You say that to he contradictions.
Now. II Is not nice to be contradictions;
besides. she wouldn't look so quiet and
sad IL Tom were only her boy"
But weeks passed on. and nothing
more was heard of Mrs. Graham. until.
at last, Thanksgiving day was near at
hand. Kitty vas to have a new dress,
and Mrs. Greenough, who had under.
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22

walk n step since she was six years.
old"
And then Kitty told all the sad. ten.
der little story. and got to crying over
I herself. and made her mother cry. too
before she was through.
Early on Thanksgiving Day, Kitty
set forth with Luke. in the coupe. which
also contained a huge basket filed with
dainties--a turkey, a mince pie. and 3
variety of good things. There were
also a new dress. a comfortable jacket
and a neat hat.
Il have come to take you to ride
said Kitty. as she bounded into The
room where Tom sat, and a~ffectionatel,
kissed the crippled girl.
In a few minutes. arrayed In her new
habiliments, Tom was ready for the
ride.
How will I get down stairs?' Ton
asked.
Luke was called in. and that mystery
vas solved.
Luke took her mp as If she were :
baby and marched down stairs will
her, while she heard Kitty Sy-but 1
all seemed to her like a dream. ant
kitty's voice like n voice I'm a dream:
I'm sorry there's nothing pretty tt
see at this time of the year. 1t was
so lovely %ort-doors six weeks ago"
Through Beach street they went an6
then through Boylston. and the com.
mon was beside them. with its tree
Doughs traced against the November
SKY. and the sun shone on Frog Pond
ana the dome of the state house gilt
tered %goldcnly, and there were merry
people walking about everywhere, with
their Thanksgiving faces on; and at
iast Ton breathed a long. deep breath
which was almost a sob. and cried:
'Did YOU think there was nothing
pretty to see today-this day? Why ]
didn't know there was such a world!'
The clocks had struck twelve when
they left Hudson street: the bells were
ringing for n when they entered it
again.
Kitty ran lightly up stairs, followed
by Luke. with Tom In his arms.
NIFTY threw open the door, and there
was a table spread with as good a
thanksgiving dinner rs the heart could
desire. with Toms chair drawn up be-
side 1t. Luke let his light burden down.
Kitty waited to hear neither thanks
nor ordinations. She saw Toms
brown eyes as they rested on the table,
and that was enough. She bent for one
moment over the bright face - the
cheeks which the outdoor air had
painted red as the rose that had just
opened in honor of the day-and left
on the young. sweet. wistful lips a kiss,
and then went silently down the stairs,
leaving Ton and Toms mother to their
Thanksgiving.
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22

menu on ksgiving day is roast
turkey. One need hardly give direc-
tons for it's cooking, for everybody
knows how II is done. II was America
which a V the dish to England origin
ally. but England has taught us some
very nice siys of cooking the noble
bird" Fron that country We have re-
ceived the idea OF using forcemeat to
give favofing to the stutling; also of
garnishins the dish with forcemeat
balls in Sufficient numbers to allow Of
one being served with every plateful
of turkey. These balls. which are near
~ akin to sausages. are cooked on the
pan with the turkey. They are made Of
two parts of raw lean beef. one part
Of pork br veal and one part of the fat
of salt PORK. and bound by mixing with
one-fou-t tn their bulk of bread crumbs.
chopped fine and nodded into balls. As
the cooking progresses. the fat tried out
fromfLhe pork is used to haste the tur-
key Here let ii be said that frequent
blasting is one of the vital points OF
SUCCESS in roasting.
Enother traditional dainty dedicated
TO the day Is chicken pie. Like every
o'her good thing, it differs in kind.
Each housewife has her own way of
making it., and the result Is not the
same in every case. unfortunately for
the partakers. To make a satisfactory
old-fashioned pie. take a pair Of tender
chickens OF the current year. Upon
less festive days. more ancient fowls
may be used, but tradition demands the
best for this occasion. Cut the chickens
up into convenient pieces. Then cut all
the lean meat from two pounds OF
breast of veal. Boil the bones of tha
veal with the neck and gizzard of the
chickens in three pints OF water: the
water should be cold when the scraps
are put in, then left on the back of the
stove to simmer slowly until reduced
to one-half its quantity. The veal. cut
up into small bits. is laid upon the bot
tom OF a deep baking dish; the pieces oil
chicken. after being skinned. are laid
over the veal. Broken-up forcemeal
balls and extremely thin slices of sail
pork are put over the top. One cupfu'
Of soup stock, or cold water If there IL
20 stock. is poured in. Put a strip Of
ihinly rolled pastry all around the edge
nf the dish. sticking 1t on with colo
water and turning the upper edge over
the rim. Cover the whole pie with
thick. rich pie-crust, cutting out small
diamonds or circles near the middle, t.
allow the escape of the gas generated
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22

conscient!ously eat. drink and be merry
Our years are starred with many nor
idays In the present age, but as u "a-
ton we honor and celebrate most uhah-
imously the day Of thanksgiving ana
praise, which OF late years has been ap-
pointed by the president as a general
feast-day, to be held simultaneously
In all the states. Formerly, each gov
ernor decided on a day for MS state.
without regard for the selection OF
other states.
There are families who still, In re-
membrance OF their Puritan ancestors
serve dishes that might be called MIS-
t%orical. and to still farther recall our
country's past. they serve the DINNER
on that one day when the sun Is high
IN the heavens. instead of waiting. as
usual. until long after the daylight Is
gone.
The prominent and inevitable dish
hat no housekeeper omits from her
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22

in cooking. Bake very slowly for an
hour and three-quarters: then put q
funnel in one OF the openings or the
crust and pour in the liquor obtained
by boiling the giblets and
Even when the dinner l., introduced
by raw oysters, according to moder
modes, In deferring to old customs they
should appear during the feast as a not
dish. Rigid revivilists insist on their
being served in the shell; or as a neater
way of presenting them. stewed OF
steamed in butter for a few moments
after being opened. Sometimes TINS Is
done with great success upon a hahng
dish at the table. The oysters, which
should be large. are laid in the boiling
butter, covered and left for five minutes
or until the edges curl. The light Is
then e~xtinguished. a glass of wine. a
%teaspoonful of lemon Juice. pepper and
salt and a spoonful Of h~orse-radish
added and well stirred in. and then the
oysters can be laid upon half slices
Of buttered toast and served.
Cranberry sauce is an inevitable ac-
Compartment VI all OlllOuoA II
giving dinner. Every cook says she
can make it. but | find few who do not
spoil ii. TO succeed, first wash the
berries, then put them on the fire with
only Il half cupful of water TO we cup
fuls Of berries; let them cook slowly.
crushing the berries with "a wooden
spoon after they grow tender. When
thnU mn lxpn ,A,s Ia, ,,n ,,nttl thaxg
are pleasantly sweet. As soon as the
sugar melts thoroughly, take them from
the fire. as cooking with the sugar in
them makes the berry-skins tough.
Mince. pumpkin and apple pies all be-
long especially TO Thanksgiving din
ner, and there are persons who do not
think the day %righteously spent unless
the memory of their ancestors Is per-
petuated by finishing the dinner with
the old-fashioned bread-cake, or iris
ing-cakc,' as some call 1t. BARN
cake is a still older name for the old
colony delicacy. In the White House.
Mrs. Madison always offered the cake
to her guests on Thanksgiving. Her
recipe was 100 years old even then.
iO''hDiN IL was the eNOlullUH Ol tUt
precious seed-cake of the early set
tiers. In those days the sugar was rare
and precious. and the raisins worth
their weight in gold.
As handed down to the present gen.
Grafton, the rule for raised cake orders
that a gill of yeast be stirred into three
gillS OF milk. Into this il slowly mixed
ten ounces of butter creamed with one
pound OF sugar. a pound and a half of
flour and four eggs. The correct meth
cd, | believe. Is to work half OF these
ingredients into the milk and yeast and
leave the mixture to rise all night.
In the morning. II the dough is properly
lightened, work In the remainder, beat
ing the batter very thoroughly. One
cupful of seeded raisins and half a cup
full of currants are then well Toured and
stirred in. For flavoring. our fore
mothers used such spices as their slen-
der resources allowed. Some OF their
younger and more nippant housekeep-,
ers. IL Is to be feared, ii records are to
be trusted. added a small wine-glass-
full of New England rum burned to give
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22

ly clean, and Toms chair was soft and
comfortable-as. indeed. a chair ought
TO be which must be sat in from morn
ing till night. Opposite to IT were a
few pictures on the wall-engravings
taken from books and magazines, and
given. probably. to Mrs. Graham by
some of her lady customers. Within
easy reach was a little stand. on which
stood u rose bush in a pot. and a basket
full of bright colored worsteds. while a
book or two lay beside them.
And you never go out?" cried Kitty,
forgetting her errand in her sympathy
forgetting, too, that Luke and his I'M
patient horse were waiting below.
Not lately. Mother used to take me
down into the street sometimes but I've
grown too heavy for her now. and she
cant. But I'm not very dull. even
when she's gone. You wouldn't guess
how many things | see from my win
dow; and then | make worsted mats
and tides, and mother sells them; and
then | sing"
Kitty stepped TO the window to see
what range of vision II offered, and her
eye fell on Luke, She recalled her
business.
Il came To see If could get your
mother to sew two or three days for me
this week"
Tom was alert and business-like at
once.
Let me see" she said: to-day Is
Tuesday" and she drew toward her a
| .G..I. tt .-l IL ann,
morrow is engaged. but You could have
Thursday. Friday and Saturday. If you
want so much. Please write your name
against them"
Kitty pulled off her pretty gray
glove and wrote her name and address
with the little toy pencil at the end of
her chatelaine: and then she turned to
go, but 1t was Toms turn to question.
Please" said the sweet. fresh voice.
which seemed so like the clear carol of
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22

THERE COMES NUMBER ELEVEN"
n mistake to leave them out. You
would get tired even of the sun II it
xhoue all the time"
The next day the new seamstress
came, and a thoroughly good one she
proved; better eve than Lizzie" Mrs.
Greenough said. and this was high
praise. She sewed steadily, and never
opened her lips except to ask come ques-
tons about her work. Even Kitty.
who used to boast that she could make
a dnmb man talk. had not audacity
enough to intrude on the reserve in
which Mrs. Graham l|ntrenched herself,
He's worse, this morning" whls-
psrsd saucy Kitty to her mother; and
she a do nothing hut think about
him and mind her gathers
Hut, by the same token. he mus
have been worse every day, for during
the two weeks she sewed there. Mrs
Graham never spoke OF anything be-
yend her work.
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22

Polly loved TO watch Bridget while
she cooked the Thanksgiving dinner.
The kitchen was full of sweet scents.
ginger and nutmeg and cinnamon, and
the smell Of the big turkey in the oven
-ah.
Bridget mixed and tasted, and stirred
and tasted again.
Let me help. Bridget" said little
Polly.
Wal a minute, darlint,' said busy
Bridget, land YOU shall haste the tur-
key"
Now you little folks who have helped
mamma cook know that the way to
haste a turkey is to take a long spoon
and pour the juice over the sides and
breast. But Polly did not know this.
She trotted upstairs and down again
and stood patiently by the over waiting
for Bridget to show her how 10 basic
the turkey.
Nov. then, I'm ready" said Bridget
al last,
Now, then" said Polly. holding nm
her hands TO. show that she was ready
too.
On the finger of one hand She v,ors
her little silver thimble, ana in tbs
other she held a needle with a lonp
Aaslin&-thyeaA
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22

looked on with interest. Indeed.
IL was her gowns, rather than
her mothers. that were most
pressing. She was just sixteen, and
since last winter she had shot up sud
denly, as girls Mt that & so often do.
and ouigr0wn most of her clothes.
Mrs. Greenough was right--it was
another seamstress: and Bridget
showed in n plain. sad looking woman
OF about forty. with an air of intense
responsibility. Mrs. Greenough en-
planned what she wanted done. and the
woman said quietly hat she was ac-
custOmcd To suCh work-would Mrs.
Grcenough be so kind as to look Mt some
recommendations? Whereupon she
handed out several lady-like notes,
whose writer's Endorsed the bearer, Mrs.
Margaret Graham. as faithful and capa-
bile, used to trimmings OF all sorts. and
quick to catch an idea.
very well, indeed Mrs. Greenough
said. as she finished reading them. Il
ask nothing better. Can you he ready
10 come at once?"
Tomorrow. II you wish. madame
Was the answer, and then Mrs. Graham
went away.
Kitty GreenouGh was an impulsiye.
Imaginative girl; no subject was too
dull or too unpromising for her fancy
20 touch It. She made a story for her
selt about every new person who came
In Aer way. After Number Eleven had
gone down the stairs. Kitty laughed.
Isn't she a sobersides. mamma?
don't believe there'll be any frisk in
my dresses ut all " she trims them"
"There'll be frisk enough in them II
YOU wear them" her mother answered.
smiling at the bright. saEcy, winsome
fare of her one tall daughter.
Kitty was ready to tnrn the conver-
sation.
What do you think she Is. mamma
wife or widow" And then answering
her W question: II think she's mar
rica, and her husbands sick, and she
has To take care of him. That solemn
still way she has comes of much stay,
ing in a sick room. She's In the habiI
of keeping quiet, don't You see?
wish she were n little prettier: | thinl
he would get well quicker
''There'd be no plain, quiet people II
Your world II you made one" hel
mother said. smiling; "but you'd make
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22

taken to flush II, found tina, she had
not time.
"Oh. let me go for Mrs. Graham.
mammal" cried Kitty, Luke can
drive me down TO Hudson street. and
her | shall see Tom"
Mrs. Greenough laughed and con
ented. In a few minutes Luke had
brought to the door the one-horse coupe,
which had been the last years Christ
mas gift OF Papa G%reenough to his wife.
and in which Miss Kitty vas always
glad TO make an excuse for going ont.
Arrived NJ II Hudson street. she
tripped up two flights Of stairs, and
tapped on a door, on which was a
printed card with the name OF Mrs.
Graham.
A voice, with a wonderful quality Of
musical sweetness in 1t, answered:
please to come in: ! cannot open
the doo".'
II that were he" he had a very
singular voice for "A man.
II guess mamma was right after all"
thought willful Kitty. ITS rather cur
ious how often mamma is right. when
] come to think OF H."
She opened the door. and saw. not
Mrs. Graham's husband, nor yet her
son, but a girl, whose face looked as If
she might he about kitty's own age,
whose shoulders and waist told the
same story: but whose lower limbs
seemed curiously misshapen and
shrunken-no larger, in fact, than those
| of a mere child. The face was Il pretty,
| winning face, not at all sad. Short,
thick brown hair curled around 1t, and
big. brown eyes, full of good humor, met
Kitty's curious glance,
Il am Tom" the same musical voice
which made Kitty think OF a birds
w~arble-said, In a one of explanation.
II can't get up to open the door because,
don't you see, | can't walk"
"And why-what-Tom-"
Kitty struggled desperately with the
question she had begun to ask, and
Tom kindly helped her out.
"Why am | Tom. do you mean when
it's a boys name, or why cant | walk!
I'm Tom because my father called me
Thomaslna, after his mother, and we
can't afford <lch long names In this
house and I can't walk because | pulled
a kettle Of boiling water over on my
self when ! was six years old, and the
only wonder Is that I'm alive at all.
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22
Tho Heritage of Thanksgiving.

Tho Heritage OF Thanksgiving.
Our songs are sweetest for the songs
they lifted,
Our praises higher for their praises
given;
And though the freight show their
vacant places,
Heart cleaves to heart. in bonds Of
song unriven.
SO at the feasts when some will miss
our faces,
Our notes from far-off days will meet
their own:
The past and the present in one chorus
blending
To swell Thanksgiving hymns around
the Throne!
George 7. Packard.
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22


That nights of restful blessedness
Have followed each new morn:
That flowers have blossomed by thu
paths
That thread our working days.
That love has filled us with delight.
We offer heartfelt praise.
What shall we say of sorrows hours,
or hunger and denial,
or tears, and loneliness, AMI loss. .
or long and bitter trial
Oh, in the darkness have rot We
Seen new. Respondent stars?
Have we not learned some song OF faith
Within our prison bars?
Not only for the Earth's rich gifts,
Strewn thick along our way,
Her looks OF constant loyeliness,
We thank our God to-day;
But for the spirits subtle growth,
The higher. better part,
The treasures gathered in the soul
The harvest of the heart.
Mary F. Butts
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22

BUTTER-DISH.
IL a resemblance to the brandy so freely
used in the cookery of the mother.
country.
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22

was left, you see. In n room by myself,
while mother was busy somewhere else.
and when she heard me scream, aud
came to me, she pulled me from under
the kettle, and saved the upper half Of
me all right"
"Oh. how dreadful Kitty cried. with
the quick tears rushing to her eyes. at
must have almost killed your mother"
YES that is what makes her so still
and sober. She never laughs. but she
never frets. either: and oh, how good
she Is to me!'
Kitty glanced around the room which
seemed to her so pare 1t was spotless-
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22
The BILL OF FARE.

HE American sub
stitute for Christ
mas some travellers
called %Thanksgiv-
ing in far-back
times. when the
Pilgrim Fathers
and their children
set apart just one
day out of the
whole year upon
which they might
Internationally plt
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22


And so am | sixteen" said Kitty.
And you have a father and mother
both. haven't you?"
"Yes, indeed" said Kitty.
"Oh, I've only Il mother, but she Is
good as two. Must you go now? And |
wonder IL ] shall ever see you again? 2"
Eyes, you will see me again." an
swered Kitty, cheerily, and then, moved
by a sudden impulse OF her kind. frank
young heart, she bent over and touched
her lips to the bright bonny face Of the
poor girl who must sit prisoner there
forever, and yet who kept this bright
cheerfulness all the time.
"Oh. mamma, I've had a lesson"
cried Kitty, bursting into her mothers
room like IA fresh wind. "and Tom has
taught II to me; and he isn't he at all
she's n girl, Just my age, and she aAn't
The Red Cloud chief., 1895-11-22

IL was very pro-
voking that seam
ttresses and such
people would get
married like the
rest OF the world"
Mrs. ~Greenough
said, half in fun
and half in earnest.
Her fall sewing was
Just coming on,
and here was Lizzie
Brown, who had
suited her so nice
ly, going Off to he
married; and she
had no resource
bur TO advertise for
another. and take
vhomsocver y h @
could get. No less
thar ten women
had been there that
day, and not one
would 81
There comes
y u III b e Clever:
you will sec," she
cried, as the bell
rang.
Kitty Grcenough
Evening star., 1895-04-09

FOR SALE-TO BUILDERS OR SPECULATORS-
Corner, northwest. 631100. $1.65 foot
Corner, In Georgetown, concreted
street ...... NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.. 40 foot
Choice lots, Columbia Heights. so to rs foot
Lot, 81 IT. front, Capitol. -. Go foot
Lots. 25x1S6, northeast, near CO.
lurnbia cable .....,......... 10 foot
Consult our list for other bargains.
JOHN F. WAGGAMAN, 700 14th (upstairs).
mh23-tf
Evening star., 1895-04-09
Proposals for Map Printing.

The large land office map of the United
States is TO be reprinted this year, and the
Department of the Interior will receive
sealed proposals until Thursday. May 8, for
photo-lithographing and printing $1,000
copies more or less, and 10000 copies, more
or less. of the map of the land, states and
territories prepared in the general land Of
fee Specifications as to the character of
the work may be procured at the general
land office. Proposals will also be opened
for photo-lithograpEipg and printing such
copies of township plats and other official
plats constituting part of the official rec
ords of the office as shall be required dur
ing the next fiscal year.