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The Forrest City times., 1896-11-20
SHE TOOK THE WRONG ARM.
Embarrassing Mistake Due to q Youths
Love of Cigars.

Love of Cigars.
Two young men, well dressed and
sporty, came down Madison street at
midnight, each with girl upon his
arm. They were out for an after-the-
theater excursion. All four were
jolly. and as they swung past the
corner of Dearborn street one of the
young men bethought him that he was
out of cigars. Dropping his girls rum
he ran into a neighboring cigar store,
while the girl stood somewhat bewii-
dered and the other couple paced gayiy
on ahead. The young man who had
gone into the cigar store was of medium
size, wore a black Fedora hat and a
black overcoat and was adorned with a
blonde mustache. The girl was o
blonde, pretty and saucy. She stood
restlessly on the corner for a few sec
onds and then began to wonder where
the yourg man could be. He, on bis
part, having met an old crony in the
cigar store. was taking his time ABOUT
leaving.
Up Dearborn street came a German,
returning from some schutzenfest OF
maennerchor. He moved ponderously
and sonnolently along, the picture OF
drowsy, contented happiness. His
mustache was blonde, he wore black
Fedora hat and black overcoat and
was of the same stature as the youth IN
the cigar store, although the latter in.
dividual was not over 2c and the Ger
man must have long passed so. He
came up near the impatient young lady,
and she, with gasp of delight, reached
out and caught his arm. what kept
you so long, Eddie, boy?" she de.
manded.
The German. half-asleeT and walking
mechanically, never looked around
He accepted the clinging girl on his arm
without protest or inquiry. The gir.
never thought to look closely at hin
face, but walked on beside him, bah
bling away joyously. The pair turned
the corner. and Eddie" coming out ci
the cigar store moment later, found
himself alone. The girl and the Ger.
man paced on through the darkness,
the xirl chattering, the German saying
never a word. Long since had the other
couple vanished into the shadows OF
some street car.
If the babbling young lady wondered
at her escorts silence she did not say
so. Possibly Eddie was addicted tc
fits of abstraction and stiffness or wsi
accustomed to keep quiet while she
talked. On and on they went. The
German never once looked at the pretty
face beside him. Presently the girl
grew puzzled.
"Where are we going, Eddie?"
Dead silence, and the girl trnstfully
walked along At last the German .,alt.
ed at the corned where the Larrabef
street cars come down the bnd.
"Why, Eddie, we want South sids
car, don't we?''
Then for the first time the German
looked around With a start of sur
prise he shook off the clinging hand.
mo you dond!" he beloved in q
voice that attracted between 500 anc
700 people Immediately.
I'D vos bretty goot, nit, ven dse Chi
cago vomans grab a man on de sdreed
like dist
The girl looked at the Teutonic face
and her head swan like whiriine
vision. The next second the German
had plunged aboard car and ths
young lady was left alone at midnight
on strange street in the center of de
lighted crowd Chicago News.
The Forrest City times., 1896-11-20

the pride and qualification of Farmer
Granville was without limit, who IN re-
turn tossed her toward the ceiling, and
allowed her to pull his whiskers and
cover his eyes to play ''bopeep" as much
as she liked.
Thanksgiving was drawing so near,
and the worry of hope deferred worked
Mrs. DR.. Wellman into severe head
ache, which lasted over the following
day. So recommending her to keep
quiet, and giving many instructions to
her servant, Mrs. Morton took the two
children with her to complete the ar
rangements for her neighbor's Thanks
giving feast, where they were again in
stalled "chief in state and power"
As she was about to take her depart
ure for home, while making the chill
dren ready, Farmer Granville asked
her to bring the mother to see them,
adding:
"She must be almost an angel to have
such lovely children"
THANK you; no doubt she will be
pleased to come," Mrs. Morton replied.
Il will have some things at home TO at
tend to tomorrow, being the day before
Thanksgiving but we will be out walk
ing in the afternoon and will call on our
way home"
True to her promise, Mrs. Morton
called in the next day at Farmer Gran
ville's with the children and their
mother. The reader no doubt, antic-
ipates the result. Farmer Granville
took his daughter in his arms and
pressed her to his heart, weeping like a
child. Indeed. there were no dry eyes
among them, but all seemed to rally
sooner than he.
1t is needless to say that Aunty Nor
ton lost her visitors, for not a step we're
they allowed to depart from the ra-
ternal roof. And when DR.. Wellman
arrived in response to Mrs. Morton's in
vitation, to help eat the conventional
Thanksgiving turkey with her, he
found the invitation transferred to the
Granville homestead, where there were
more heartfelt rejoicings than had been
known for the last six years. And no
one was happier than Aunty Morton as
she saw with what pride Farmer Gran
vile introduced his children and grand
children to the assembled guests, and as
the festivities ended she joined in sing
ing that grand old hymn:
Praise to God. immortal praise
For the love that crowns our days."
adding to herself:
"The minister was right, and this
life-error is at last righted."-E. Ellen
Cherry, In Good Housekeeping.
The Forrest City times., 1896-11-20

this task of love was performed. Her
assistance was timely and her presence
an inspiration, for it was a noticeable
fact that as the day closely approached,
Mrs. Granville became more invalided.
perhaps caused by the knowledge that
one of her darlings would be excluded
from the circle of uncles, aunts, cous-
ins, brothers, sisters, children and
grandchildren that usually assembled
to celebrate this day of mercies.
After few days, when Aunty Morton
came to facilitate the arrangements.
she brought with her the brightest
and dearest little boy the Granville
family ever saw. Katie hugged and
kissed him to her hearts content. Mrs.
Granville drew him to her heart with a
thrill of pleasure, and Farmer Gran
vile exhibited an interest in him quite
unaccountable to himself and astound-
ing to eyewitnesses. She told them in
explanation that he was the child of q
friend of hers who had come to spend
several days with her, but insisted that
she should continue to assist Mrs. Gran
vile as planned before her arrival. She
continued to bring the little boy each
day and his coming was looked for
ward TO by all with great pleasure.
Farmer Granville having the most
leisure of anyone devoted much of il
to the child's entertainment. They had
so many plays in common that il was
difficult TO tell which of the two enioved
them most The little boy rode fear
lessly on his shoulder about the room.
and to market" on his foot, until he
was wild with delight. One day he
erept onto his lap, and passing his little
dimpled fingers through the long gray
ish-looking beard. exclaimed: you
look like my grandpapa"
DO ~" said Farmer Granville: "of
course you love your grandpapa. Where
does he live?"
II don't know" said the child, 'but |
love you better than / do Frankie's
grandfather, for he can't ride me on lis
foot or on his shoulder. or give me ap-
pies to eat, either"
AN invalid, 10 doubt" thought
Farmer Granville, but he felt flattered
nevertheless. He had not the remotcs1
idea that he was talking to his grand
child, and that the ''grandpapa" the lit
tie boy referred to was a picture of
himself inclosed in case, carefully pre-
served by his discarded daughter, so he
answered.:
We'll, will oe your grandpapa while
you stay, and ride you on my foot every
day, and on the pony, too, tomorrow, If
you like"
This is Frankie's grandpapa," said
the little boy, just as his mother had
always said to him when she showed
him the picture; and he ran his fingers
more vigorously through the long.
thick beard, and passed them lovingly
through the wrinkles about the ewes
and mouth.
Things were progressing just as
Aunty Morton wished, so the next Gay
she brought the baby over, a sweet.
curly-headed little girl of two years.
The baby was a double joy in the Gran
Vile family, and when she kissed
"dranpapa" after Frankie's prompting,
The Forrest City times., 1896-11-20
FORREST CITY, ARK FRIDAY AFTERNOON,

should, and did marry the man he ir-
tended she should not, had in an angry
moment forbidden her to come again
under his Ioof, and also refused her
any communication whatever with her
mother and sister Farmer Granville
was naturally kind man, and when
the paroNysm of anger had subsidized he
would have been glad had he not said
any such thing, but his pride kept him
from recalling his daughter and ac
knowledginc her husband as a son.
thus things had gone on, and it had
now been sIx years since Dr. Wellman,
his son-in-law, had made himself rep
utation, and his line of practice was be-
coming broader each succeeding year.
while Judge Penrose, the man he would
like TO have had for a son-in-law, was
man of Incorporate habits, and bid
fair to come out at the end of life with
less money than he started in with.
As to Farmer Granvile's family. il
scarce seemed like the same family at
The Forrest City times., 1896-11-20
Growing Older.

Thanksgiving days come and go. We
are growing older every year. Some of
us have turned our faces toward the full
shining of the western sun. We have
beautiful memories of the old days of
our childhood, and the nearer days of
our maturer years. We love to sit in the
twilight and think of them. We marvel
at Gods wondrous grace, which en-
abled us to travel so safely and with so
few toll marks on our garments, when
we consider the danger of the shadowy
passes through which we have come.
We thank Him that He has brought us
out upon the beautiful table lands,
from whose heights we can catch
glimpses of the Beulah-land which lies
about the city of our God.-Detroit
Free Press.
The Forrest City times., 1896-11-20
Cold Cataup.

Take one-half peek of ripe tomatoes
peel them and remove all seeds and cut
in small pieces; put into e coarse cheese.
cloth bag and let it hang and drain ovei
night. The rext morning chop foui
onions, two red peppers, two greer
peppers, two roots of horse radist
(grated), one-half teaeupful of salt, ons
teacupful of mustard seed, two scant
teaspoonfuls g black pepper, one ounce
of celery seed, one teaspoonful whois
cloves, one teaspoonful ground mace
two scant teaspoonfuls of ground Gin
namon, one teacupful of sugar, one
quart of good cider vinegar. Mix al
with the tomatoes, bottle and cork well
This makes a delicious cold catsup.-
Boston Budget.
The Forrest City times., 1896-11-20

time immemorial at the Granville home
stead. Mrs. Granville was urging its
discontinuance the present year on ac-
count of her health having failed so
signally as to render her unable TO
superintend the necessary prepara-
tions. Farmer Granville was unwilling
to forsake the old-time custom even
for one year, and now that Mrs. Nor
ton had come in the idea at once pre-
sented itself to secure her services to
fill his wife's place, in which the dear
soul cheerfully acquiesced, not doubt
ing but that this was an opening for her
in the prosecution of her plan of recon-
ciliation.
There was much work to be done; for
out-of-the-way inches were TO be con-
verted into bedrooms. and blanket
closets were to be looked through and
renovated, and the pantry and larder
to be replenished. all of which Aunty
Morton entered into with spirit and
impressmenl. Several hours each day
The Forrest City times., 1896-11-20

before bright blazing fire in her own lit
tie parlor. Her thoughts had gone out on
many errands of kindness as she sat
there in the shadowy twilight. Moth
ing unusual for her, however, for her
lie was living epistle that could be
read OF all men, it was so humble, quiet
holy, Chrst-like. She loved to sit thus
in the twilight and plan her little love
errands, and think how many poor
would be likely to need her porridge the
next day, how many little shivering
children she would meet and relieve, OF
what deed of kindness she could do 10
bring sinners into the better way. FoI
Aunty Morton had grown wise in her
intercourse with the world. She had
found that whatever the difficulty OF
understanding words, deeds are almost
always ineligible, and she revealed
her soul in inarticulate speech as an
earnest, pure and truthful life. This
was a language which the profoundest
admired and the simplest could appre-
ciate. Her pastors most elaborate dis
course on sanctifioation proved tame
and ineffective in comparison with the
eloquence of this woman's humble and
holy walk with God.
Many were Aunty Morton's thoughts
on the evening we introduce her to the
reader. The minister had given notice
that in two weeks would be Thanks
giving service. She wondered why pee
pie should have to be reminded to give
thanks. Her life was one continual
song of Thanksgiving. 1t would have
been in accordance with her idea OF
many things if the president and gov
ernors should say in the beginning of
each year: LET the present be year
of continual Thanksgiving. inasmuch as
the bountiful blessing of basket and
store is not given an withdrawn in a
dav."
Then the minister had made re-
quest that all his parishioners should
come to church that day, especially
those who were sometimes remiss in
their attendance. and he, with the
Lords help, would endeavor to hand
forth convenient food for them. There
Was one thing the minister said that
seemed to have significance for her
and she dwelt long upon it in thought:
"There are many life errors that can be
more easily righted, more lasting rec.
cnciliations made at this time of cele-
brating mercies than at any other;
perhaps caused by the hallowed assoei-
ations that cluster around the day
Then let each OF us look well abou: las
and see il We cannot do something to
make the world better"
Now, Aunty Morton had been think
ing about Farmer Granville, neign-
hor, who, because his daughter would
oct marry the man he intended she
The Forrest City times., 1896-11-20
Thankful for Thanksgiving.

Good morning. old Thanksgiving
How do you do. to-day?
I'm very glad to see you;
l wish you'd come and stay.
We children love you dearly,
And grown folk oft declare
They could not do without you
You're welcome everywhere.
I'm really. truly thankful
For every bit of fun
I've had since your last visit
For all the friends I've won;
And for my pets and playthings.
My books and schoolmates, too;
For what I've learned, by trying
In earnest, boys can do.
And now. Thanksgiving dinner
Hurrah! the turkey brown,
Plum pudding and mince pie in
My thankful list put down.
And all the other dainties
That crowd the pantry shelf,
and don't forget, Thanksgiving.
I'm thankful for yourself
M Thayer Rouse. in Golden Days.
The Forrest City times., 1896-11-20

all. Mrs. Granville had dispensed with
some of her domestics, and had taken to
active labor, thereby hoping to find an
antidote for her troubles. She went
so quietly about her self-imposed tasks
that it really seemed painful to wit
ness. Farmer Granville was snappish
and cross, until the past year a marked
change had come over him, and he
seemed more tender. Perhaps, because
his beautiful and patient little wife APP
peared to be going into a decline, and
the fear he might lose her had taken
hold of his mind with a softening infiu-
ence. The youngest daughter, Katie.
who was but ~ years old at the time
of her sisters marriage, tried to en-
courage her mother and quiet her IA
ther, and went to Aunty Morton to pour
out her young hearts sorrow into her
sympathetic ear.
ut is all safe in Gods keeping, dear
child, and things will grow better uli.
der His care, in His own and therefore
the best time" she had said again and
again to Katie.
And now she believed this was the
Lords time. and knowing that He ever
uses instruments to accomplish His pur-
pose, she believed He would make her
an instrument to bring about a recon
Citation between this father and
daughter. She clasped her hands iii
prayer and said: Lord, help me-" and
felt as sure He would do so, as the little
child who goes to it's earthly parent
asking help.
She tapped little call-bell, and he:'
one woman servant brought in light.
"Hand me my writing-desk, Mary.
There, that IS all want tonight. Thank
you" and the servant withdrew
She wrote q letter and addressed it. 1t
was to Mrs. DR.. Wellman, asking her TO
come with her two little children
as soon as possible and stay un-
til after Thanksgiving day with
her. She also wanted the doctor To
come On that day, too, and earlier, if
he thought it prudent to leave his pa
tients, he would know best. Having
thus arranged things TO her own sat
isfaction, she drew forth her Bible and
read again the precious promises that
had so long fortified her for life of
faith and works, after which she kneIE
down and committed all TO the Lord.
Then, retiring to rest, she slept as
soundly as an infant might in its low
ing mothers arms.
With the early mornings dawn Mrs.
Morton arose and felt refreshed. Al
though several years before, the grave
had claimed the loved husband of her
youth and her two beautiful children,
yet she felt that but a little while at the
longest and she would be with them, to
know no more parting.
Quite early she posted her letter, AMI
pm her way home called in at Farmer
Granville's; for now having undertaken
the work of reconciliation, she bent
every thought and purpose of her heart
to accomplish it, The family were dis
cussing the merits of the breakfast
table, and Aunty Morton, always a well
come guest, was ushered directly into
their presence. They We're also dis
cussing the approaching Thanksgiving
dinner which had been celebrated from
The Forrest City times., 1896-11-20
Chicken with Biscuit.

Stew chicken until tender, having
plenty of gravy. Bake a half dozen OF
more nice light biscuits. Break them in
half while warm ldo not cut them or ii
will make them soggy), arrange on q
dish with the soft or inside part up
wards, and pour over them the steweC
chicken. This is an excellent dish. ans
those who are not successful in making
pot pie win have no trouble with II
The recipe given for pot pie will als<
answer for biscuits.-Ladies' World.
The Forrest City times., 1896-11-20


With the golden shesf of autumn lifted in
its stalwart hands,
AT the threshold of the winter, 10, a CRATE
ful nation stands!
Up the years long path of blessings. heed
less thankless. we have trod;
But, to-day, the peoples altar sends its in
eense up TO God
Ring aloud, in spire and turret-in your
windy prison cells
ring the morning in with anthems of
Thanksgiving, o we bells!
Gather, o ye people, gather. where the
ruddy hearths are bright,
AND the shades of care and sorrow vanish
backward from the light!
Link anew the charmed circle of the house
holds broken chain;
Let the land be full of worship, and the
heart of love, again;
Homeward to the festal service call the
wandering child that roams
For to-day the nations affairs are its fire.
sides and its homes
Moon by moon the year has circled, and
before us is unrolled
All the seasons perfect drama, as in count
less years of old;
In the valley sank the snowdrift, and the
snowdrop sprang anew,
And anon earth woke in flowers from a
summer dream of dew;
winter, spring and summer failed not, and
she drank the light and rain,
Till the sunlit heaven lay mirrored in her
waving fields of grain
Ger the wave the white-winged vessels
came, as went the ships Of Greece
Happy Argonauts. returning with the prai-
ries golden fleece.
Ger the land the song of labor, in the work.
shop and the field,
Forth, from ocean unto ocean, in a choral
wave has pealed.
Therefore, wake, in all your turrets-in
your windy prison cells
Ring the morning in with anthems of
Thanksgiving, o ye bells,
David Gray in Christian Work
The Forrest City times., 1896-11-20

N"II OItOI you HIIII IHIIB, sfTI
the kind-hearted lady, but some corned
beef and cabbage
Madam" replied Meandering Mike,
lit 'ud be my salvation. I've walked
four miles tryin' to find house where
they'd offer me somethin' besides dark
meat an wish bones. Washington
Star
Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1896-03-13
SUMMONS.

In the District Court Of the Fourth
judicial District of the State OF
Idaho. in and for the county Of
Lincoln.
May HAiverson, Plaintiff.
Va Summons.
Herbert Hslverson, DIT.
The State of Idaho sends greeting to
Herbert Halyers0n defendant.
You are hereby Summoned and re-
CURED 90 appear in an action brought
against You by said plaintiff in the said
District Court, and u answer The COM
plant of the above named plaintiff, filed
therein, within ten days exclusive of
the day OF servicel after the service on
you of this summons, ii served within
this county or il served out of this coun-
ty but within this Judicial District
within twenty days or if served else
where, within forty days. The said
action is brought 10 obtain decree Of
absolute divorce ia favor of plaintiff, for
the legal custody Of the daughter
''6ladis' and for such other relief in
equity as the Court may see ct to grant
Aud you are hereby notified hat il you
TAI to appear and answer said complaint
rs above required the SAID plaintiff viii
demand relief by reason of default
Attest my hand aud the seal OF the |
District Court of the Fourth |
-~ Judicial District, State OF |
sgAL Idaho, in ard for Lincoln |
~ County this 9th day OF |
February, 1896.
A. S. SENrrR, Clerk.
+. $. WATERS, Attorney Tor plaintiff
Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1896-03-13
STATESMAN CLIPPINGS.


Darlington Booth has inaugur-
ated his independent movement,
and it is probable that it viii soon
absorb the entire Salvation Army
in the United States. AT the meet
ing in New York whore heanuounc-
ed his plans, American flags and
pictures Of George Washington
were conspicuously Displayed on
the platform clearly showing tho
spirit aninating the separatists.
The Spaniards maintain strict
censorship in Cuba, but they can
not prevent news coming over by
vessel A late arrival brings dis.
patches from Maceo, in which that
officer states that between January
18th and February Goth, he cap
tured $500 rifles from the enemy.
IF tho Spaniards we're making any
Roadway there would be 10 such
losses OF arms to report.
Boise should be taking some
steps to prepare entertainment for
hose who will attend The immi-
grafton convention in April The |
,ity has good reputation for the
manner in which il cares for con.
and it is particularly de-
irable that the reputation be main
aimed in connection with the forth
oming gathering. The promise
low is that the convention will be
great success, and the people Of
he city should be ready to make
he ocaestion one to be long pleas
antly remtmbercd by the visitors
Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1896-03-13

Il. NJ Mcc0LLUM, Enron

TnE JOURNAL is the otiiciai pa.
per Of Lincoln County 1t win DO
Its share toward building up the
county Subscribe for L, send IL
to your lrienda As its circulation
Increases our population viii m-
crease. II you consider IL worthy
81 your patronage, send in your
name and address.
Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1896-03-13

Say; do you know that the Crown
piano, sold bye Ellsworth, contains
the orchestral attachment, whereby
you can play in addition to the
Piano the Harp, Either, Banjo, Man
dolin, Guitar, Music box and bag
pipe2
Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1896-03-13

Don't forget the Boise Statesman.
Il win contain all the political news
both state and national Now is the
time % subscribe, in order to keep
up with the times
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