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GENUINE THAnkFuLNEss.
One of the Rarest of Human Charac
terlstics.

One OF the Rarest of Human Charac-
terlstics.
II ought to he time of rejoicing for
everybody, but it is one only to him who
sees that he has so much to be thankful
for and in no particular is manhood so
helplessly blind as III this. We carry
d long line and heavy plummet to
measure the depth of other peoples
blessings, and none at all to measure
our own. II only we had had the other
mans or the other woman's chances.
the trends, the influence, the money.
the education, whatever they had that
we did not, then we, too, would have
been successful, happy, and, yes, thank
1ul as the best But we see what thew
bad that we had not, and, "having ewes
we see not what we had that never
came to them.
Genuine thankfulness is one of the
rarest OF human characteristics. Some
body defines gratitude as "a lively
sense of favors to come" and it is true
that the average mind is so bent on
getting something not yet it's own that
it has little time to estimate what il
has. 7F - -
And this hunger to get more. and
lack of appreciation of what is already
bestowed, is one of the elements of
weakness that affects our entire do
nestle, social and national life. In all
cur holidays we are in danger of SUBJ
shutting words for the things thew
ought to mean, or cultivating a ma
tional insincerity that mistakes a great
dinner eaten with ones relatives for
family reunion, that does not discrim-
mate between display of bunting and
display of patriotism, that keeps
Christmas with no quickening heart
throb of good will to men.
This new creeping tide of indiffer-
ence to the highest and tenderest I'M
pulses OF humanity could easily be
stayed it those of us who have drifted
away from the natural, old-fashioned
expression of our sympathy with the
dear old times and friends would re-
turn like children to things we used to
love. Is it rather bore, young man,
to take the train and go way up into the
country to spend Sunday on the old
farm? Are holidays rare, and are you
going to have "a good time' in the city
with ''the other fellows?" Think for a
moment of the eyes of your mother
watching the white stretch of road,
She will believe you, and be sorry
enough if you do not come, for she will
never dream that anything but "busi-
ness" kept you away. There's regi-
nent of lads who feel just as you do,
who would rather stay away and have
bit of "fun.'' Suppose they all went
home this year,. and by the .ireside,
while they see the mother with her own
aged, wrinkled hands preparing the
things she thinks they like the best
sec if the old heart of thankfulnese
does not come back to them.
Be very sure that thanks for home
and mother will be the beginning of
that enlargement of heart and brain
that will make one keep true thanks
giving for the peace, prosperity and
progress that mean good not to the in
djvidual only, but to the nation and the
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waiting to take her down the hill, and
whom she knew Tom particularly dis
liked. And that was the end Of the
corn-roast. E s%s.

waiting to take her down the hill, and
whom she knew Tom particularly dis
liked. And that was the end Of the
corn-roast. sE sss.s
It was Thanksgiving day. The fam
lily gathering had taken place at the
Wilcox homestead this year, for Mrs.
Deane and Mrs. Wilcox were sisters,
and alternated the festival. Mr.. Deane,
this time, however, was i'll in bed, and
his wife stayed to nurse him. Sue came
over with the Alcotts, who were cousins
and lived mile or so beyond the Deane
farm. The day had been eminently sue
cessful; the dinner was q triumph of
Mrs. Wilcox's skill; the pies We're faky,
the turkey savory, the cranberry chef
d'oeuvre of jellied richness, the cake
bcwildering in variety and lightness.
Outside, Whirling suowstorm had
ragged all dry, but with dozen merry
guests, andEth hearty Wilcoxes to boot,
there had been no lack of gayety and
fun in the old homestead. It stood just
outside the village, and now and then,
during the afternoon, a neighbor went
by in his sleigh, and waved his hand
to the windows. Tom Kellogg passed,
in the cutter, with the colt; he was
only at home for day or two, and
Sue saw him with great throb of her
heart, and realization, for the hun
dredth time since their quarrel, of how
much she loved him and how foolish
she had been. Sue was a just, clear
headed little woman, in spite of her
coquetry; she recognized that Tom was
in the right, and that he was taking the
only dignifed stand possible. He had
gone back to the city without making
any effort to see her, and she knew, as
we'll as if he had told her, that he would
not change his attitude until she made
some sign. Yet she knew, also, that he
loved her as much as ever, and was no
more liable to change, in that stead
fast affection, than in the quiet deter
animation that controlled it. Tom had
turned the tables on her and gained the
mastery. She vowed she would not
yield; but she felt her day of coquetry
was over, whether she chose or not
Through all Thanksgiving day each
had been thinking of the other. At
church, during the long and weighty
discourse, which sent the youn ger
members to sleep even upon the hard
seats of the high-bacl<ed pews, Tom.was
contemplating the side view of his
sweetheart's pretty head, with min
gled desire to shake her and kiss her,
as one might naughty but bewitching
child. When he drove the cutter in the
afternoon, it was not chance that took
him by the Wilcox place. He longed to
be within those hospitable walls, to
join in the games that he knew were
going on, with the chance, perhaps, for
moment to hold that nymph-like fig
ure in his arms, or get one good look
into those willful, dancing eyes. 1t
would have been easy enough to go in;
but Tom was a Spartan, and crushed
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down such weak desires. And Sue
looked out, and hoped against hope that
he would come in, and was gayer than
ever in all the. games, and sang as light
ly as u bird in the songs that were
started when Cousin Abby Alcott sat
down to the melodeon, and was very
wretched underneatlb-and,a altogether,
it was anything but a thankful Thanks
giving to both of them.
Fate, however, often mocks us gen.
tly before offering us a favor. Cousin
Reuben Alcott, an elderly man, and eau
tious as to his chronic enemy, the rheu-
matism, began to worry over the con-
!! tinred storm. Finally he disappeared,
and held a long consultation with Mr..
Wilcox; and as Tom Kellogg came by
for the second time on his road home
the two hailed him, and brought him
in, covered with snowfakes, his eyes
bright and his cheeks flushed with the
cold. Sue felt her cheeks flush, too,
| with irrepressible joys but she assumed
| entire carelessness.
II was jest a-sayin' tibet twas too
stormy fer men Abby to drive home to-
night, Sue; so We'll stay over till ter
morrer," announced Cousin Reuben.
tom Kellogg, here, IL take you home,
fer it's ON his road, md I guess you
won't mind swappin' us old folks fer a
young beau."y ~--..s-zr,..~, s~~~~~- r.-s-. -.
Cousin Reuben cackled at his own
joke, and the rest Joined in. Sue and
Tom laughed, too, but hardly with
effusion. There is nothing more seri-
Gus than love affair to those concerned.
1t seemed to both of them that the next
hour or so would never be over. The
games were all done by this time, but
singing was still in order, and the un-
Limited consumption of nuts, apples
and cider, before the gathering finally
broke up. The storm grad ually ceased
bowling and sank away to calm, so
that when the gcod-bys had all been
said, and the various teams were being
harnessed, the sky was almost clear,
and only few drifting clouds OBJ
scured the stars.
| Tom was so afraid that Cousin Reu-
ben might reconsider that he brought
the colt and cutter up before the rest
Of the teams were ready. The colt was
prancing and eager; Sue, well wrapped
in shawls and hood, was tucked in hur-
riedly; Tom jumped in, and they were
OF. Sue gave . little sigh Of relief In
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the depths 81 her hood, for she had

the depths Of her hood, for she had
been afraid Of Cousin Reuben, too. And
yet, now that she was safely beside her
lover, her old tormenting spirit rose
within her, and she resolved she would
not makesa sign, after all. II
The colt forged ahead through the
feathery, piled-up snow. On each side
the world stretched glittering and cold
under the frosty stars. The keen air.
brought the blood to the cheeks, and
stirred every pulse of life to the
1rhythm of the dancing bells on the har-
ness. Tom sat upright as a statue,
looking neither to the right nor the
left. Sue waited two minutes for him
to speak -five-ten. They would be at
home in half an hour. He expected her
to begin, and she never could-and she
husband it was very unl1ind of him
and he was right-and oh, she
couldn't! =, Having arrived at this point.
two big tears rolled down her cheeks,
and she said, in a very trembling voice:
TOMB
Tom, who had felt his resolution Slip
ping away from him momently, and
whose heart was one ache of tender
ness toward the willful little bundle of
shawls at his side, turned rapturously,
with jerk. The colt felt the rein
slacken, seized his opportunity, SHE'D
wildly at fallen branch whose twisted
blackness stood threateningly out upon
the fresh snow-and, in his swayinc
rush, turned the cutter over, and threw
both OF the occupants into the nearest
snowdrift. Then he trotted peaceably
down the road toward home.
To be shot headforemost int snow
bank is confusing. Exactly what hap
pened, Sue never knew; but the first
thing she found herself doing, when
she came to her clear senses, was hold
ing on very tight to Tom, and asking
him. tenderly and incoherently, if he
was hurt. And Tom was laughing.
I'D be willing to have every bone in my
body broken, Sue, to know that you
care so much!" he whispered, and
caught her so close in his strong arms
that she was quite treasured as to his
safety.
Above them the last cloud had drifted
out OF the sky. The broad, starlit azure
arched over their heads with friendly
clearness and calm. Family, yet draw
ing nearer, came the Ginning bells of
another sleigh, far down the road. And,
sitting in the snowdrift, the lovers
kissed each other, and never even knew
that it was cold.-Priscilla Leonard, in
n. Y. Independent.
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"Me skimpin' an savin' and what do !
git?
'Sprise me eff we amt in the po' house yit!'
He 'uz always sneerin' an snarlin' like,
Eff wunst in awhile he'd make strike
He'd growl at even his payin' rest plan:
"Tain't me that's gittin' a dreadful lot
Lord knows I sweated fur what got"
One year Wen the craps was pow full big.
An the cribs wuz crackin with piled up
con,
met i'm drivin' his sha cklin' rig
"F'ine Thanksgivin' weather." SEE; sez he:
''They won't?" seq Ian the way he
crowded
"You bet they won't" an, he cracked his
whup,
An up the road he sorter scowled:
"Be burned eff I've got wat I amt dug
up;
m lost that fine bay mare" SEE e,
"'N' con is a drug fur ez kin see.
"Fact is. I've had it pretty hard all roun',
N I'm kinder sore on the whole blame
thing:
I've felt SO mean, yere, drivin' to town
Jes loolln' 'a-back, that y know, by
jing,
I'm reilly glad, ez I'm sittin here,
There's nothin' to be thankful fur this
Year,
Chicago Record
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over the hills, and the wind ceased,
leaving a balmy clearness in the far
spaces of the night. It was time for 60
ing home, so the jewellers joined hands,
and ended the corn-roast by dancing in
a ring about the fire, and trampling out
the last embers, keeping time to their
flying feet by an old-fashioned chorus
as they swung round and round. Miss
Cabell was charmed with this; she
danced like fairy, and laughed like
child as she tripped in the swaying
circle. Everyone admired her, and
thought Tom Kellogg in luck. Sue
heard the comment everywhere; she
was irritated beyond feminine en-
durance; and when, as the ring broke,
and the groups scattered again, to
wend their way down the hill in the
starlit softness of the night, Tom at
last found his opportunity to speak
with her, she was in her most exasper-
ating mood:
Il am going away day after to-mor-
row, Sue. Can see you tomorrow
| will Adams is going to drive me over
| to Fair Haven tomorrow. 1 shall stop
at Aunt Sylvia's, and l won't be back
again until Monday she said, stifiy.
'Sue," said Tom, shortly, all his in
nate masterfulness coming to the sur
face; IF you don't see me before I 20,
you'll not probably see me again!''
This was dangerous. Sue knew he
was right, and that she ought to give
him chance to- explain; but she was
not the stuff of which patient Grizels
are made. And just at this critical mo,
ment, sweet voice said, out of the
darkness at his elbow:
"Oh, Mr.. Kellogg, isn't it a pity it's
all over, and we have to go home! Miss
Deane, it has been so delightful; we
have enjoyed it SO much!" ~
1t was Miss Cabell, radiant and un-
suspecting. Her I'VE" was the. finish
ing touch. Sues face hardened into de-
termination. Ria
.Iou must get Mr.. Kellogg to show
you other things of interest in our
country life,' she said, sweetly; che
has a little while before he goes back
and will be at your service, I am sure
Goed-by, Mr.. Kellogg; hope you will
have 9 pleasant winter in the city
"Good-by," said Tom, holding out his
hand. Sue turned away, ignoring it,
and began talking and laughing with
Win Adams, who wan hanging about,
4 : q
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THE MISTAKE SHE MADE.
She Did Her Best to Entertain a Borel
Guest.


r. At party the hostess said to guest:
Il want you to entertain Mr.. Blank lit
tie; he looks bored to death. | will intro
duce him, and you must try to amuse him.
You know his strong point is butter, on
which he has written book"
The lady-guest graciously undertook the
task OF entertaining the man, inwardly Won
dering that he should be so interested in
butter-of which she knew very little when
his face indicated mind given to much pro-
found thinking.
However, with butter in view, she began
on the weather, gradually got to the coun-
and at last to butter. The man looked more
bored than ever, the magic word ''butter"
producing not the slightest effect, and he
left her somewhat abruptly, and soon with
drew from the house.
Il did my best,,,' she, explained to the
thSt vi T1S deeply interested in butter, but
"Butter!" exclaimed the hostess. ':What
possessed you to talk to that man, of all
men, on butter? I told you he had just
written book on Buddha, and knew how
s deSSRly you two were interested in the same
And they said in chorus: "Gracious.''-
b. & o. improvements Completed.
The improvements on the Main Line of
the Baltimore and Ohio, west of, and be-
tween Martinsburg, w. Va, and North
Mountain, have been completed Novem
Der LIST. They cover distance of nearly
four miles, starting three miles west of Mar
tinsburg, and extending some distance
west of Myers Hole, which is near the North
Mountain station. At Myers Hole the line
was changed, taking out some very OBJ
jectionable curvature, and the roadbed
raised nearly fifteen feet, eliminating two
grades of AZ feet per mile which came to-
gether at Myers Hole and substituting there
for an almost level track This point on the
road has always been a dangerous one. and
many freight wrecks have occurred there.
Apart from doing away with the dangerous
feature of two sharp down grades coming
together, as was the case in this instance,
the saving in operation of the road by the
change will be very large, as it enables the
tons per train to be greatly increased and
reduces the Liability of accident to the min
imun. At Tablers the road-bed has been
lowered about l3 feet, and the same at
Tabbs, besides taking out objectionable curv
allure and reducing the rate of grades at
these points from AZ feet per mile to 10 feet
per mile, thus increasing the cars that can
be hauled per train. Though these improve
ments have cost quite a sum of money, the
expenditure is fully justified by the great
saving in operation.
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THE TURN OF LIFE

Is the most important period in a wo-
mans existence. Owing to modern
methods of living, not one woman in q
thousand approaches this perfectly
natural change without experiencing
train of very annoying and some
times painful symptoms.
Those dreadful hot flashes, sending
the blood surging to the heart until it
seems ready to burst, and the faint
feeling that follows, sometimes with
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EHectual Remedy.

Briggs is always complaining about
his consequences. In his case it's a
disease, and he ought to take some
thing for it,
''Great Scott! Haven't you heard?
He's going to take a wife."@Chicago
Tribune.
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Her Own Cake. Too.

Mrs. Newlywed - I'm going to
sprinkle little poison on this piece o.
angel cake and put it where the mice
will get it; I think it will kill them.
Mr.. Newlywed-Why, of course it
will! But why do you put the poison
on it?-Puck.
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he n BOOEkeeDer.

Student-How would you advise me
to go about collecting library?
PROFESSIONALISM, III tell you how I
managed it. When was young I
bought books and lent them. So Now 1
borrow books and keep them.-Easton
Democrat.
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More Than Even.

did you ever get Even with that girl
that took your job in the ofice?'
''You may judge for yourself. 1 mar
RED her, she holds the job, and there is
only one of us that ever does a stroke
Of work.'-Detroit Free Press.
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Only n Theory.

''Why are barbersso talkative at their
work?"
"Well, suppose that. like other men,
they don't get any chance at home.''-
Chicago Record. .- ~ H..
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An Anneffzer.

Beggar-1 hev a poor sick wife at
home dat has no appetite. Could yer
spare me quarter ter git suthin' ter
give her an appetite? ~.
Lady-Why, yes; but what are you
going to get her?E
Beggar-l'm goin' ter advertise. an
git her job. Dere is nuthin' like work
ter give woman an appetite.-Judge.
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Reason Dethronle(l.

Anxious Mother-I want an order to
send my daughter to an insane asylum
for treatment. She is going to marry
man 80 years older than herself.
Judge Why, madam, girls marry old
men every day, and are not considered
insane.
Anxious Mother-Yes, but the old
man my daughter wants to marry is
poor.-N. Y. Weekly.
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The Greatest of These

II suppose your wife belongs to the
usual charitable societies in the
church?'
II don't know. She belongs to some
uncharitable societies in the church"
Detroit Journal.
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What 1t Was.

Papa-Alice, I thought I heard loud
Alice-Yes, Mr.. Upsley made that noise
with his lips when I told him you had
cleared $4,000 in wheat deal.-Cleveland
Leader.
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on the Team.

THAT was a shabby trick they played
On Hafbak to force him off the football
team
II hadn't heard of it. What did they
do?"
"Chloroformed him one night and
cut his hair Chicago Post.
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The DoctOr'n NIfssfo,

She-Who's sick at your house?
He-No one.
"Why, thought saw the doctors
carriage at your door. this morning? %
''Youdid He was there trying to COL
lect a bill."-Yonkers Statesman.
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Never There.

Shineby-Why is it, Bob, people never
laugh when say witty thing?
Bosom Friend-My dear boy, don't
know, I'm sure! Never remember be-
ing present on such an OCCASION
Brooklyn Life.
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nerves are crying out for assistance.
The cry should be needed in time. Lydia
E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound
was prepared to meet the needs of
woman's system at this trying period
of her life.
The Vegetable Compound is an in
MIGRATING strengthened of the female
organism. It builds up the weakened
nervous system and enables woman
to pass that grand change trium-
phantly.
Itdoes not seem necessary for us to
prove the honesty of our statements,
but it is . pleasure to publish such
grateful words as the following:
I have been using Lydia E. Pink
hams Vegetable Compound for some
time during the change Of life and it
has been saviour Of life unto me. 1
can cheerfully recommend your medi-
cine 70 all women, and know it will
give permanent relief. i would be
glad g relate my experience to any
mi erer. IN RS. DrIIA WArsoz, ss4
Vest 9Th ST. cincinnati, Ohio.
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Pride Goeth Before n Fall

Pride GOeth Before n Fall.
Oh, why should the spirit of scorcher be
proud?
Like a fast-flitting meteor, a fast-aying
cloud,
He striketh a stone where the coasting is
steep,
And straightway it knocketh him all in a
heap.
H. A. W. Bulletin
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No Place for Hin,

stranger-Is there good opening for
an undertaken in this place?
Citizen--No, sir. The only doctor in
the town is going to move away this
week-Harlem Life.
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"What beast1y cold you've got, Sam!
Where did you get it?"
Its not cold; it's hay fever. got
it dancing with that grass widow the
other night"
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Back to the Old Proposition.

Miss Perkinson-My ancestors came
ever in the Mayfower.
Miss Westlake-Indeed! l suppose
you were too young, though, to remerA-
Ger much about it, weren't you?-Chi-
cago News.
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The Proper Thinr.

Clerk-I wouldn't like to cut this
piece OF lace just for one yard, madam;
and, besides. that isn't enough to trim
anything.
Shopper-Oh! 1 didn't want it for
trimming; but it's so nice to have a
piece of lace around the house as an
heirloom, you knoW?=Puck.
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LITERAL OBEDIENCE,

Doctor-What, taking bath! Why,
you will kill yourself, man.
.Patient-But, doctor, you told me to
take the pills in water.-Punchinello
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Unnatural.

Unnatural.
THAT man Davis is clearly not fit to
be father"
''Why?"
His child is a week and a half old
and he hasn't expressed the belief that
it recognizes ."-Chicago News.
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A Fortunate Amtction.

A EOrtunafe Amfct1On.
He always hesitates to tell lie,
Or say a word to cause his friends sigh
Yet no one praises him for that, you know
He cannot help it. for he shutters so.
Judge.
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Not What 1t Ought to Re,

Not What 1t Ought to Re.
Patron-Did you see this steak
broiled?.
Waiter-No, sab.
Patron-I wish you would investi-
gate. have suspicion that it was
tanned--Detroit Free Press.
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A Complete Confe..ior.

He-1 am willing to admit | vas
wrong.
She-1 expect you to do more than
that. You must admit that / was right!
-puo1, ESs{ s.4ss ~