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The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1896-07-21

will be a candidate for County SaPsrin-
tendent Of schools o. Logan county In the
coming campaign
WINFIELD S SMITH
The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1896-07-21
pOLl1IuAL ANNnUNoEMENrs.

Tue Leader IS authorized 10 announce the
name OF Harry Painter as Candidate Tor
the ONCE OF register OF deeds OF Logan
county, subject % the decision OF the action
OF the Republican county convention
The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1896-07-21

The Leader IS authorized by A. Krebs 10
announce his name as a candidate for
County Clerk, subject 90 the action OF the
Democratic party
The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1896-07-21

n AIAOMl Rebekah Lodge No. 2. l. O. q. f..
IN meets every Thursday evening Al 80
IN ode Fellows hall IN the Weinberger build
Ing Visitors welcome.
AGNES BRUCE. n c.
FLORA COOPER. SecY
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| rival at her mothers bedside might do much
| to cheer the invalid and hasten her recovery.
! Besides, he liked the spirit shown in his
| little daughter who was a real chip of the
old block in courage and determination.
So 1t was finally arranged that Gabrielle
should take the next steamer for England
in charge Of some friends who were prepar-
ing to sail. At the last moment however.
in fact, on the very day the vessel was to
sail, these friends changed their minds and
postponed their departure which left the
little girl without any one to take care Of
her. But her determination to go to her
mamma was in nowise altered by this con-
tretemps On the contrary, she begged the
editor of the Tribune, who had been charged
to take her to the steamer not to prevent
her from going, and assured him that she
would be well able to take care of herself.
She told him that among so many passengers
there would be surely some kind person who
would look after little girl all alone. From
her earliest childhood Gabrielle had been
shielded from any knowledge Of the evil
that is in the world; she did not even know
that there were bad people who might try
to do her harm or take advantage of her.
So, in the guiielessness of her innocence, she
had no fear, and her pleadings finally won
the heart of the editor.
A LONELY VOYAGE.
Looking hastily about among the pas
sengers on the deck he discovered a well
known New York clergyman who with his
his charge, accordingly, the editor
put little Gabrielle and went ashore with
some msglvings, but feeling sure that the
child's grit and charming innocence would
see her safely through the journey. Be-
sides, he had no doubt that a cabegram
would be sent to friends on the other side
to meet the child on the steamers arrival
at Southampton.
Just what happened while the vessel
was at sea is not clear, but it transpired
somehow that Horace Greeley did not send
the expected cablegram and when the
steamer reached Southampton there was no
one in waiting to take care Of Gabrielle.
And, worst of all, they got in about o'clock
in the morning in the midst Of a driving
rain storm. Early that evening the clergy
man, who was supposed to be looking after |
had been taken with particu- |
larly severe attack Of seasickness, with |
which he had suffered through the whole |
voyage.
81 suppose, Gabrielle I ought to be on
band to see you ashore" he said to his lit
lie charge, but | feel very faint and i'll.
However. l will"
"Oh no." said Gabrielle "don't think
If getting up; l shall manage nicely alone;
I'm not bit afraid"
And. indeed, she was not afraid; although
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Then suddenly the Little Master spoke:
Can you climb a tree?'
BY this time ought to know how said
the Son of Ben Ali.
! Then come. IN show you' Go gavin,
the Little Master swung himself on his
clutches and went hopping to the door as
nimbly as If his legs were sound and whole
ana the Young Mistress went, too. and 7
But by the time the Little Master had
reached the door the Son of Ben All was ont
and before him. was ou'
You are such a good rider I'll be vour
morse, said the Son of Ben Ali. '''
lie took the crutches, leaned them aeai,st
the 1oor and swung the Little Master fo HE
bread back, picking up the crutcbes and
sore as he was, pretended TO be horse We
went toward the big house W.
tree sien5S Uu VIII notice the stump of a big oak
t.ee Zee STANDS near the back porch Before ths
~ taee was killed by fire big limb stretched
~ me httle balcony above the porcb A.
sho,,.o stasr II used to be so. The Little Master
haToo hnTmsu .nlS tree and the limb and the
pa:cohy TO the Son of Ben Ali, and fold bim
that the big window that opened nn 'ti, I'M
,palcohy was in his room. And he said to
.,. whenever at night you feel lonely and
rncn, rauu 't,,iip m these stairs and come to nv
room, Many and many night / lie awal,e
anu anu, count the stars, and l should like to
nave you there to talk to me. Won r,oS
come tonight If you Will 'u may
10 NJ Gun VI ben All stood moment after
he had placed the Little Master on the stans
and given him his crutches. S''P'
p,. Not tonight. not tonight. Little Master,
put pelore long III come. Tonight | must
place "iuihs
$50 said the Son of Ben Ali, and then he
seized the Little Masters hand ana kissaJ
IT, bowed to the Young Mistress. whistIed
lor me and went off into the woods bnm-
ming an old tune that made me feel sorry"
AT this point Rambler tried to scratch ba-
tween his shoulders, first with one hind foot
ana then with the other. Then he tried 70
plte the heas, but he couldn't reach them
belng old and stiff. and he sat and whined
SO pitifully that Aaron rubbed his back Win |
pine knot. This seemed to give him great |
teilef, SO much so that, hearing the dogs |
barking In another part OF the lot. he ran
out the door to join them, and soon the |
deep mellow sound of his voice was heard |
bayinS with the rest.
shortly afterward the children bade Aaron
good night, and 1t wasn't long before they
were all in bed and sound asleep.
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BROKE THE TOBACCO TRUST
Tobacco Manufacturers Losing
Ten Millions a Year.
Great Excitement in st. Louis-ys
Possibility OF Preventing StiII
Grenter Loss in 100.

ST. LOUlS.-(Special) )-Coi. VIM Kirchor.
general western manager Of the American To-
bacco company, has been a user of tobacco
all his life and for years has smoked as many
as twenty cigars daily. After using a few
boxes OF No-To-Bac, the desire for to-
bacco is completely gone and he Is wonder-
fully improved in health His cure is at
tracing a great deal OF attention and COM
ment, and many prominent ST. Louis business
men are following his example People are
just waking up to the fact that the continued
use of tobacco is very injurious.
An interview with Mr.. ii. l.. Kramer, the
originator OF No-To-Bac. develops the fact
that within three years 1t has reached an
enormous sale, almost entirely upon merit
alone. Over one million boxes Of No-To-Bao
have been sold and 300, 900 tobacco users
cured. At the present rate No-To-Bac Will
cure in '96 from 100000 to 100000 and an
Mr.. Kramer says, 'it is always the worst
cases that want cure; those who have
chewcd and smoked from boyhood-some OF
them thirty, forty and fifty years and we
even have records Of cures after sixty years
OF tobacco using. So you can see that IL
they are spending an average Of $1,000 a
year this Is small amounD, the cure Of
100000 tobacco users in '9G would result In
the loss OF the sale of tobacco amounting to
over sl0,00O.O00, which will be saved to the
cured"
No-To- Bac 10 truly medical wonder, for 1t
not only destroys the desire for tobacco, but
lnvlgorates the nervous system and marvel
Ously increases weight and strength Like
all great successes, No-To-Bac has many
limitations and substitutes, and the public
should be warned against them. No-To- Bac
Is the original tobacco habit cure and Is
sold under an absolute guarantee to cure the
obacco habit by your own druggist.
Omaha daily bee., 1896-03-01

sister Ida would be there waiting to well
come her. What was her sorrow and sur
prise on stepping upon the wharf in the wet
clustering night, to find no one she knew,
no kindly face, only hurryng and indifrer-
ent strangers. For n long time she stood
there in the rain. not knowing which way
TO turn or what to do. and at last. encour-
aged by one of the passengers she made
her way to n hotel where she was shown
TO room, and presently with heart break
ing and weary in body. she threw herself
on the bed without undressing and slept in
her wet clothes, troubled, unhappy sleep.
Then with anxious woebegone face she
went down stairs to look for her mamma, for
the little girl had no thought but that her
mother must be somewhere near, nor did she
realize at all that London was five hours
distant and that 1t was big lonely place for
a little American stranger to be wandering
about In. And she had not the least idea
In the world at what house or on what street
she would find her mother and sister, for so
hurried had been the departure that no one
had thought to write down the address In
fact. the whole journey seems quite incom-
prehensible, yet SO 1t turned out, and now
Gabrielle was alone in Southampton with alb
solutey no one who knew her or to whom
she could appeal.
She had hardly come down stairs when a
burly, grimy- handed man came up to her
and said: I've brought yer trunk from the
wharf, Miss" and he held out his open fist
THANK you," said Gabrielle, with her
sweet chld's SMILE not understanding that
the man wanted money
Il brought yer trunk, l say, from the |
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H. I
A COURAGEOUS DAUGHTER.
How Little Gabrielle Greeley Crosses the oeean Alone

sE sG TIE.lE
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CHAPTER VIII.
GRUNTER- TILE WuIrE ID

When the children awolke the next morn
ing they found that they were as much puz-
from Mr.. Gossett and the patrol and had
gone into the woods. but what then? What
aid he do there? How long did he stay?
There were thousand questions they wanted
10 ask So the next time they saw Aaron,
and each time thereafter. they begged him
TO tell them this and tell them that until
hnally. he said he would take them over
to the two-mile place some fine day and
show them the White Pig
Now. on that plantation, the White Pig
was well known character. His history
was short one but 1t was enough. A
good many years before that an old SOW,
with thirteen pigs following her, concluded
20 go travelling. She refused to come up to
be led when the other hogs were called
Nobody knew the reason. The hog feeder
had beautiful song to call them with, and
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tended to be gazing at something in the fire.
place.
He may have been laughing" continued
Rambler, licking his foreleg where a briar
had scratched 1t. but as there was nothing
to laugh at, that could see, thought maybe
he was crying. But maybe he wasn't. I'm
never certain OF anything until | get my
nose on it, and there was a wall between
the Son Of Ben All and me. -
The Young Mistress and the Little Mas
ter were very angry. but before they could
say much a very curious thing happened.
The door Of the closet flew open and the Son
of Ben Ali tumbled out in a heap on the
floor. The Young Mistress fell back a step
or two and gave little scream but the
Little Master stood his ground and lifted
his crutch in a threatening manner. But
the Son of Ben All simply fell out Of the
closet In heap. He was still stiff and sore
and by the time he had gathered himself
together the Young Mistress knew who he
was, and in moment, too, the Little Mas
ter knew him.
why. it's Aaron!' he cried, though no.
body ever told me why any one ever called
the Son of Ben Ali Aaron.
Then he seized the Son of Ben Airs hand
and stood leaning against him for support,
as he did many and many a day and night
after, as l have seen. The Little Masters
head came no higher than the Son of Ben
Ali's shoulder, though the child was stand
ing on his feet, and the Son of Ben Ali on
his knees.
"The Young Mistress said: If you stay
here they will catch you sure
"The Son of Ben Ali shook his head, and
the man named Abe made this reply: No.
nam, they'll not come back here in a hurry
after hearing what you said
"At this they all laughed, except the
Son of Ben Ali. You may be certain he
said. that I'll not stay >here where l can
be seen. The Gossett negroes go hungry
every day in the year, and for an extra
pint of meal they would tell everything they
know and more too. And l would be the last
10 blame them
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By Joel Chandter Harris

negro bring the flly home. But the man
named Abe shook his head ana fumbled
with the splits which he wove into baskets
The Little Master said he had come to
hear story, one OF those old stories about
Brother Fox and Brother Rabbit | thought
to myself that IL all the rabbits had caught
could talk, they would have more stories to
tell than the Little Master had time to
listen to. The man named Abe shufed
around and coughed and excused himself, but
II was no use. | knew he wanted the Young
Mistress and the Little Master to go away.
He was uneasy about the Son of Ben All
afraid that they might discover the runa-
way. But nothing would satisfy the Little
Master but story, and so the man named
Abe sat down and told him one. And moth
ing would satisfy him but another story, and
SO they went On until finally | fell asleep by
the hearth. l could hear the story telling
going on In my dreams, and l remember |
said to myself that il the man named Abe
or any other man, was as willing to work as
he was to talk, good many things would
be different
''Whie I was lying there DOING. 1 heard
the Son of Ben Ali begin TO snore The Lit
tie Master heard it, too, for he asked what
the noise was. The man named Abe said
1t was the dog-meaning me-and then he
went on with his story, moving his feet
about on the foo, and talking loud. dozed
OF again, and was getting ready to go to
sleep sure enough, for | was tired, when
SuuuFil'y hedru noise outside, as CT two
or three persons creeping around the cabin
jumped up and ran to the door and smelt
under it. The scent that came under the
door was the scent of strange persons and
of white people at that. Just as | was
about to cry out my discovery, 1 got Whit
of another scent / knew at cnce that
George GCssett was with the strange per- |
sons. and that they were patrolling the set |
tlement in search of the Son of Ben Ali.
81 gave one whine and ran under the bed |
Tor l didn't want young Grizzly to see me |
there.
whats the matter with the dog?' asked |
the Young Mistress In some alarm.
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rRATrLE OF THE YOUNGSTERS.

| CHICAGO Tribune: Papa, what is an
old saw-not the saw you saw with. but
the kind this paper speaks about?"
What old saw does the paper sneak
about?"
That's what I want to know. II says:
Everybody has heard the old saw. never
look gift horse in the mouth" l want to
Know where the saw comes in"
Wen. there's your old saw. An old saw
is an old proverb."
why shouldn't you look a gift horse in
the mouth?"
"Because-because it's in bad taste It1
ungrateful. and all that sort of thing"
All what sort OF thing?"
why, to look a horse in the mouth that
mas been given to you shows that-it shows
That you are not thinking of the giver, but
of the value OF the gift"
What would anybody wan. to look
horse in the mouth for?"
To tell how old IL is"
(After pause) Papa can you tell how
old a saw is by looking at its teeth?"
The Springfield Republican says that ex-
Congressman Rockwell of Pittsfeld, Mass,
has good-sized family OF children, and
those who know say that il they Zine up'
according to ages, straight edge from the
eldest, who is rather tall, to the youngest.
VINO is rather short, will touch every head.
All but the youngest are boys The little
girl had gone to bed the other night and her
father sat by her bedside as fathers some
times do holding her hand and smoothing
back her hair He was telling her that she
was the only girl in the family, that she
must therefore be the lady of the family
must be womanly, must not initiate her
brothers in their boysh ways or in their
sang-in short, must be a. little lady, and
then he bade her good night and was leav-
ing her to fall into Morpheus arms, when
up the little woman jumped and In a mo-
ment was on the floor with the eXclama-
ton: by Jove, forgot to say my prayers"
A little 4-year-old boy was bad the other
lay and his mother said:
Sammy, why don't you be good?"
" Cause I'm afraid" was the prompt re-
ply.
What are you afraid OFF,"
Good little boys get to be angels, and
ion't want to be an angel and have to wear
edders like a hen"
Now, children" said the new high church
ector, addressing the Sunday school, can
ny one tell me what day yesterday was?"
"St. Agatha's day." rather timidly.
Very good" said the rector, much graf
fled. "And what will tomorrow be? / sec
y your bright faces that you know that.
Ground hog day." responded the school,
Nth cne voice.
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1t was In the year before the presidential
election when Horace Greeley was a candl-
date. Little Gabrielle Greeley was 13 years
old. one OF the most beautiful children In
New York and one of the most lovable Some
friends Of the family had just returned from
Europe with bad news about the health Of
Mrs. Greeley, who was visiting in London
with her daughter Ida.
One OF the returning travellers while calling
at the Greeley home, seeing little brown
eyed Gabrielle, drew the child close to her,
aud said with ill-judged compassion: "Poor
little darling, I'm afraid you'll never see your
mamma again"
Tears came into the childs eyes and pain
like knife stab went through her heart
Ali that night she thought of her mamma,
far away over the ocean, thought of those
ctild's will, determined that she would see
alCne.
GABRIELLE'S REQUEST.
The next day she went to her father, who
was i'll in bed, his worry about his wife's
health being increased by bodily weakness.
Gabrielle told him. with the simple earnest
ness that characterized her loving disposition,
that she wanted to go to London and take
care Of her mamma. Horace Greeley listened
to the chld's request, and, after some show
OF unwilingness, finally so far softened that
he said she might go IL any other friends
of theirs could be found who were also going
and would take charge Of her. In his heart
he reflected that Gabrele's unexpected ar
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carriage and told the German woman that
she would have TO drive TO some hotel and
| advertise for her mamma. She had SUM-
oiently the newspaper Instinct to think OF ad-
"I,ll advertise in the Tribune" she said.
and then 1t will be all right
IL was utterly incomprehensible to Gabrl-
ellie Greeley that there could be in all the
world such a thing as great city without
New York Tribune In IT, So they were
driving away when Mr.. Smalley's turnkey
seized with some misgiving came running
after them. glimmer of Intelligence had
hnally entered his brain and told him Il was
parey possible that this young person was
some strange American girl who might not
be disposed of in the summary way he had
adopted.
Would Miss Ida Greeley's address he any
goodE' he asked, out Of breath from his run
"oh, yes. indeed" answered Gabrielle.
she is my sister. Tell mo quick where she
is She Will know where my mamma is."
The the hunkey gave the desired address,
whloh was miles and miles away in Ken
slngton. They ought to have gone there by
the underground railway but Of course Ga
brielle knew nothing about that She could
only tell the driver to drive there as quickly
as possible and sink back into the arms OF
her kindly friend who did all that mother
CouIu TO soothe the suffering child Poor
dear, she kept saying as they rode along;
she lis burning with fever"
MOTHER AND DAUGHTER.
At last they reached the house the f1nnkey
had indicated and once more Gabrielle climbed
out OF the carriage, and, making a last ef-
Tort. got to the door, and, lifting the brass
knocker knocked as loudly as she could.
Presently servant girl opened the door and
asked sharply what she wanted. At this
unwelcome tone Gabrielle almost burst into
tears. She could hardly speak. indeed. she
could hardly stand; and might have been
sent away once more for new wanderngs but
Tor a fortunate arrival While she was
looking with pleading brown eyes into the
servants face and finding no hope there.
she suddenly heard dear and familiar
voice calling from the stairs: "why, tt's
liable; it's little Cable" and then there was
rush OF skirts and presently she was in
Ter sisters arms, laughing and crying at
nee, and only able to murmur before she
ost consciousness. please. sister pay the
arriage fare for those dear German people.
'hey have been so good to me-"
That was the end OF Gabrielle's Journey
0 ma her mamma, and the end Of all her
roubles. But she often looks back to these
trange happenings with a blending of pride
nd self-pity, she was so ignorant of the
orld. so helpless and yet so brave and de-
'rmined. CLEVELAND M0FFETT.
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IMPIETIES.

The editor of the Melbourne Australla)
Spectator Is Rev, Lormer Fison, a Methodist
minister with some unique traits of charac-
ter. He edits the paper with his coat and
boots off and"a big pipe in his mouth. He
says that just bsfore his ordination he was
sent for by the board of examiners "Mr
Fison," said one of the board, "your papers
are excellent, 'but there Is one thing we OBJ
ject to-" Ffsen asked what 1t was. you
are addicted 10 the evil habit OF smoking" Z"
Fson explained that he saw no evil in It,;
but, taking a large plug from his pocket
said 'In Difference to your opinion, gentle
men, ] promise you this AS soon as | have
smoked the Plug hold In my hand ! will
cease smoking forever" They were salts
fed and he was ordained the next day But
as he reils the big pipe he chuckles and
tells you: "I'ye kept my word; I've got that
very plug yet
In the early days of Great Bend, Kan,
now as moral and prosperous a community
as could well be wished for, there was an
abundance OF saloons and dance houses, but
no churches There were, however, few
Christian people, and they secured min
lister, They wanted to hold revival and
the only room that could be obtained was
one used for faro layout, the proprietor of
which announced that he was in for any
thing Of a public natur," and IL they wanted
to dispense religion they could use his room
as an outfit two evenings week. Hence
two evenings a week the revival meetings
were held and number Of converts testi-
fled to the good work. One night the sery-
ices lasted longer than usual when the gam
bier entered with some friends
"Parson," said he. II see you amt through
with your game. Just go right ahead don't
let us disturb you except 10 get that table, !
and we'll camp out here on the outskirts .
This they did. and soon In The back of the |
room a game OF faro was in progress while |
In front the preacher exhorted.
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she had suffered during the voyage with
chills and fever, and on this very night was
in no condition to be out OF her bed, much
less to face the perpexties and dangers OF
a foreign city in such a storm and at such
an hour. 1t seems that when they had been
a few days out the clergyman had changed
his route Of travel and decided not to land
at Southampton. but to go on TO Germany.
thus leaving Gabrielle to shift for herself
in England. 1t must be said to his credit.
however. that some of the family would be
at Southampton TO receive her.
ALONE IN LIVERPOOL.
When the time came for leaving the
steamer Gabrielle. with her arms filled with
bundles and packages, into which with
ehlld's awkwardness she had done up her
few belongings. brayey prepared to go
ashore. not doubling for a moment that her