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TIME TABLE
Falmouth FOreside Steamers.

Steamer ALICE will leave Portland Pier for
Cousen's, Littlieohn's and Chebeague at TOO
a. m. and 2 .. m
Returning, leave Chebeague at g. 30 a. m. and
$50 p M. Littlejohn's and Cousen's at $40
q. m. and $40 D. IN.
For Falmouth, TOO a. M, 2. 90 and $40 p. m.
Returning, leave Falmouth at 600 and s. 90
a. m, 400 p. m. ap2dtf
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Daily Line, Sundays Excepted.
THE NEW AND PALATrAL sTKAMFnS
BAY STATE AND PORTLAND
alternately leave FRANKLIN WHARF, Portland.
ssers an n
through tickets for Providence. Lowell
Worcester, New York, etc.
Returning, leave INDIA WHARF. Bes.en,
every Evening at o'clock.
j, B. COYLE, Manager.
J.F. LIsCOMB. Gen. Agt
Oct l. 1895.
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CHARLES |. HUTCHINSON,
OF Portland, Me-, has this day
become a me mber of this frm.
SYMONDS, SNOW e. COOK,
April 1, 1897.
APPS div
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A PHYSICIAN

Is DESTROYS OF interesting soms ana
with means In establishing
cnre for Rupture, IN this state, no operst,ors.
treatment has proved success In every Way.
Addrass r. B. E.. box aas, Madison. Ne.
apr8eod2v~
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Notice of COpartnership.

THE undersigned have formed a copartner-
and have purchased the stock of {, P. Holmes
of groceries and general merchandise. They
will continue the business heretofore carricd
on by Mr.. Holmes anu solicit the PATRONAGE Of
his customers and as many new ones as NAV
favor them.
ELLERY sTARBIRD.
CHAS. P. BENNFTT
New Gloucester, April 8, 1897. ansGiw:
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OCEAN STEAMSHIPS.
DOMINION Line.


| DOMINION Line.
Royal Mail Steamers-LiverpO0l Ser
vice via Londonderry.
From Steamers. From From on !.
Feb. 25, Vancouver, Mar. IS. Mar. 20
Mar.a -, scotsman. Apr. l, apr. %
Feb. 20, Labrador, Apr. 15. Apr. IL
Steamers sail on Thursday after arrival OF all
trains due in Portland at noon.
Boston to Liverpool via Queenstown:
Str Canada from Boston Fri. Mar. 10, at
1890 a. m.
Str. Canada from Boston Fri. Apl. %, at
$50 p. m.
Str. Canada from Boston Fri. May %, at
$50 a. m.
RATES OF PASSAGE.
First Cabin. $50. so to s95oo Return 800
to $3.50, according to Steamer and accommo-
dationS.
Second Cabin. To Liverpool. London. Lon
donderry and Queenstown, $34 to $4,000.
Return, s66.75 to SIC, according to Steamer
and accommodations
steerage. To Liverpool, London, London
derry, Glasgow, Queenstown and Belfast,
$24.5o to $50. 80, according to Steamer.
Apply to j. B. Keating 81 IL Exchange
street, L. T. MCGOWAN, 418 Congress street, j.
w. PETERSON 2 Exchange street, or David Tor
street.
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Something DeyOnd,

Nothing is so satisfying as the IN.
attained. If the microscope were to
find the ultimate atom, and the tele-
scope to reach to a boundary wall to
space, how pitifully impoverished life
would be! If God were wholly known,
and His Word fully understood, how
paralyzed man would become by the
disclosure that there was nothing be-
yond Him! \ lady at a summer re-
sort, speaking anxiously to a friend
about a young relative, said: HE is
disconnected, growing, unhappy, and
yet he has everything in this world"
But there was his trouble-he had
everything. Life has no zest when it
has no realization of the unattained.
The man who knows all, who has all.
and who is entirely self-sufficient, has
never had the satisfaction of coming
into ideal possession of the splendor of
the infinite; he has never reached out
and taken hold of the beyond. Let us
at this Thanksgiving season praise
God for the unmeasured and unat-
tanned. In this is our stimulus to ac-
Il promise of growth and our
reason for living.-S. s. Times
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BETTER THAN THE BEST HOTEL.
n dHumbIcStH Home Is 4 Million Times
iicttcr Than the Finest Hotel.

iicttcr Than the Finest Hotel.
Home life ccments the love of hus.
band and wife: other modes of living
often loosen the tie. Nor does the ques
ton of expense cXcuSe the not having
Of ones wv home. \ home is not, of ne.
cossity. a palace. The humblest cottage
il Il million times better than the most
luxurious hotel ever planned by the
hands of man. In the one happiness is
probable: in the other it is just possible
We can talk all we choose about mar.
ried happiness; that it. after all. rests
solely between two people. and hat ii
makes no difference where they live.
That is very good as Il theory. But
thousands of instances prove the con
traTy: that the theory will not work out
in practice. Happiness depends upon
the growth of the people who are parts
of it. People who stop and stagnate
are never happy. True happiness
thrives on what it feeds upon. Let
stagnatiOn enter into two lives, and
happiness becomes stagnant and I'M
healthy. But let our lives be filled with
contentment, with domestic pleasure,
with that germ of evolution which
springs from the ~hearthstOne, and the
happiness which springs from those
elements is purer, sweeter and more
satisfying to our natures, u minds
and our souls. \ man and wife were
made to abide together in inseparable
lives, and as new elements come into
that union to sweeten and hallow it,
the abiding place should be some little
place, some corner in this big world
which they cal call their own, their
very own. where everything around
them speaks of the husbands energy
and the wife's achievement. That is
home.-Edward W. Box, in Ladies'
Home Journal.
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the pin feathers, and mind you don't
leave n large enough for grandma's
sharpest glasses to spy All, l knew
what good times meant in those days!"
We'll, it does seem good, 1 must say
said Miss Hannah, setting the fowl and
some old pans beside her companion,
Ito have somebody interested in what's
going on and to speak a word back to
you. It's dreadful lonesome when you
say something bright not to have a soul
to know it. Well now, you feather him,
and I'll go right to stirring up mince
meat and making those pies. They're
better, 1 think, kept a few days, don't
you? And I'll put on the cranberries
and let EN- stew slow and all down to
jelly. Some folks just cook EN- up like
| apple sass and leave it. Bah! 'Tain't
fit to eat. Folks used to know how to
cook. Cynthy Ann-at Thanksgiving
time anyway"
Amid this unusual ripple of talk a
small boy made his appearance, with
wondering eyes, and nose tilted high as
though to take up all the savory odors
that filled the kitchen air.
"Oh, it's you. is it, Benny" Miss Han
nah said, peering over her glasses.
"Yes'm," the boy returned promptly,
holding out a grimy envelope. Here,
ma sent you your interest" and Their his
eyes wandered to the steaming pies just
placed on the table, with n look that
told how his boyish mouth watered for
them.
Miss Hannah drew her second pair of
glasses down from her forehead to their
proper position, and, opening the en-
velope, counted the money.
Three twos is six. and four ones and
six make ten, and two silver ones make
~" Then she counted it over, begin
ming with the silver this time. Its
all right" she announced then, slipping
the envelope into her pocket. You can
go now, and tell your ma so. Here, you
car have an apple to eat on the way"
and the boy with n scant thank you,"
slowly backed out the door, beginning,
however, n quick run as soon as he was
outside the gate.
"Seraphn hear all about it now"
Miss Hannah said to herself.
But some way the work went on more
quietly after this. The truth was, the
timid little Cynthy Ann was making up
her mind to the doing of 4 disagreeable
duty.
Hannah" she broke out at last,
"ain't you going to invite Seraph and
her family here to Thanksgiving? You
and l can't evcr eat all this stuff"
I'm thinking of it, yes" was the
answer that almost took her breath
away.
"Oh, 1 knew it! 1 knew you would,
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Cynthy Ann, and stay awhile" Miss
Hannah said to Il gentle, faded little
woman who came stifily to meet her
Are you willing??"
The Lord be praiscd," was the an
swer given through tears. lie knew
twas hard trusting Him in this place
SO He's going to brighten it up for me-
And you are not coming back again,
not while l live" Miss Hannah said. as
they wound their way among the hills,
You can't exactly be said to be n rela-
tive, though my grandfather's wife was
your step-grandfather's sister. BUTT
been given to me to see that it's nigh
enough relation for the Lord to find 4
duty in it. And, Cynthy Ann, now that
I'm getting old and gray, 1 guess it's
about time for me to be looking up my
duties" she admitted, grimly.
That was all the confession Miss Han
nah could be expected to make. Her
nature would be one rather to do than
to talk.
And all that day and the two follow
ing the small, tidy house witnessed
such life and activity as it had not seen
Tor many a year.
at seems too good to be true" Gym
thy Ann said that afternoon, as she sat
by the window looking down the wind
ing, stony road, placidly stoning r~aisins.
ITO be out of sound of Marin Becker's
scolding. and a getting ready for a
Thanksgiving dinner. 1 haven't seen
one, no o smelled one-and 1 think
the smells most as good as the eating,
don't you, Hannah?-in 90 years."
"Tve, Smclled them in that time" re-
turned Miss Hannah shortly, "but
that's as deep as it went, 1 guess. 1
mean TO feel it this time"
Let me pick that rooster, Hannah"
Cynthy Ann said the next morning as
the devoted bird took 4 hot water bath.
Its just what I'm fit for, a sittin' down
job. And it makes me think of ma,
more'n so years ago, and how she'd say:
Now, Cynthy Ann, you may look out
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HUMOROUS.

Tommy" said the teacher, what
Is meant by nutritious food?" Some
thing that amt got nc taste to it." re-
piled Tommy.-Tit-Bits.
-Brown-"It makes me tired to hear
people call it the Klondike fever"
Yeast-"What would you call it?"
THE Klondike chill."-Yonkers States
man.
Brief But to the Point.-Short (who
is but five feet tal)-"Do you believe
that brevity is the soul of wit?" Miss
Smart-'Not in your case."-Chicago
News.
A
Hogan succade in convincin' yez thot
ye wor wrong?" McLubberty-"No,
begorrai But he bate me till he made
me admit ut!"-Puck.
Very Like.-Oldun-"Ah, there's
nothing like the good old circus jokes"
Plattby-"Why, there are the new jokes
that are being worked off to-day
Philadelphia North American.
Observation-Disclosures one strange
thing I've noticed" Yeast-"And
what's that?" why, a boy is chris
tened with water and afterwards takes
to wine, while a ship is christened with
wine and afterwards takes to water"
-Yonkers Statesman.
Heading Him OFF. Standoff-
There is only n way of preventing
returned arctic expl~orerfrom going back
to the frozen north" Sawdorf-"What
way is that?" Standof-"Don't send
a relief expedition when he goes the
first time."-Harlem Life.
-Mamma-"Why did you strike lit
tie Elsie, you naughty boy, your" Dick
well, what did she want to cheat for,
then?" Mamma-"How did she cheat?"
Dick-"Why, we were playing at Adam
and Eve, and she had the apple to
tempt me with-and she never tempted
me-but went and ate it all up herself!"
-Tit-Bits.
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Hannah! You're too good to hold spite
longer"
No, l amt, not n bit; but l told YOU,
didn't L, that the Lord was n leading
me to see duties. l amt no believer in
signs and things, Cynthy Ann" Miss
Hannah went on after a little, but last
Sunday, I'm free to tell you, l was
troubled in my mind beyond anything
| remember before, even when l was
converted, and l asked the Lord for 4
sign; and then l put my finger in the
Bible and opened it. and what 1 read
was, in Deuteronomy, like this: that if
there was a poor man among our
brethren, or needy, we was to open our
hand and to give to him. And now I
don't dare do anything else, you see,"
and Miss Hannah really looked relieved
at this confession of faith"
THE Lord be praised!" calculated
Cynthy Ann; it seemed to be a way of
hers. Have you invited them yet??"
NO." CURLY.
"Oh! wouldn't they enjoy thinking Of
it, and kind of getting ready?" she
urged, timidly.
'Cynthy Ann" and Mis- Hannah spoke
slowly, Il do not think best to make
il too easy and pleasant. Sarah was a
member, and she had no right to marry
Il man who wasn't. She must suffer for
her sin still. shall not invite her until
Wednesday afternoon"
If we could imagine an "avenging
angel" with thin, gray hair drawn into
a tight pug, two pair of spectacles
pushed high on forehead, and lips set
close, Miss Hannah might have served
for the character at that moment. But
il spite of herself she grew gentler with
every hour until Thanksgiving. One
cannot cherish love in the heart with
out its showing, of course. 1t was like
the asters Seraph's youngest girl
brought, all the choicer for being SO
late.
For they all came, Of course shabby
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1897-11-20
stretched for a human need. The Lord

stretched for a human need. The Lord
will V accept any halt or halfway
sacrifice. Go to your knees. and then
work to see what you can bring Him"
Now Miss Hannah had kept Thanks
! giving" as she said, for the 20 years
that she had been left alone on the
small, rocky. mountain farm. Every
year this had been well titled and cared
for. and brought in sufficient for her
moderate needs, and a little to place in
the bank against the rainy day of old
age and infirmities. For this she had
sat down to her solitary beard, where 4
stuffed rooster with cranberry sauce
and vegetables and pumpkin and apple
pie were spread, and gave thanks. She
never thought of going further than
herself. When her cousin Seraph. who
had been the only companion of her
lonely childhood. had married, against
her express wish. that shiftless Joe
Parker" she simply ''let her go her own
way"
The neighbors called her hard" and
so she was. What was the matter to-
day? She vas growing old-56 last
midsummer. Perhaps her mind was
weakening.
She had never noticed before how
lonely the small, weather-stained house
looked IS she turned in at her own
gate. How would it seem to have n
face smiling a welcome from the win
dow-or some one watching at the
door?
She put up" Tom, made her cur of
tea and ate her cold ham and bread,
but it did not refresh her.
That black rooster'l weigh seven
pounds if he does an ounce" she re-
marked to herself, land 1 suppose I'll
have him; though what on earth, Han
nah Litchfeld, you're talking about
keeping Thanksgiving for. l can't see.
o haven't got a bit of it in your heart,
and you know you haven't. You are a
hard, lonesome old woman, and roos-
tiers, nor turkeys either. can't help that.
You don't love anybody but yourself.
and may the Lord help you! I'm a
pretty halt and poor thing to offer, but
L guess I'll have to give up. and let Him
lead me awhile" she whispered softly
with the fading shadows, and then
came peace.
The next morning Miss Hannah was
up bctimes, and her small washing
waved in the earliest breeze. That was
nothing unusual, but the trip that she
took with Tom, soon after, was more
so. There was a smile as she passed
the rickety house and weedy cornfield,
but no stop until they reached the town
poorhouse, standing bare and unshut-
tered, OF its bleak hillside.
Il want you to go home with me,
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z 1.-The fnnnnhiL-

but clean-and hungry. The four chill
dren really seemed hollow, clear to their
boots" as Miss Hannah said afterward.
But that was after she had had the
pleasure of filling them up. Then when
they had gone out into the soft Indian
summer for a play, the three elders
drew their chairs together, and talked,
at first hesitantly, then more and more
earnestly. drifting back to the days of
their childhood and youth, when they,
too, had dreamed and hoped and
planned. And as they talked the tones
grew softer, sometimes even tremulous.
Il should have prayed to die long
ago." the sad-eyed mother said, IF it
hadn't been for the children. amt of
much use to them though. Nothing but
al old string that holds them together"
Il am not even an old string" Miss
Hannah said, "bri Sereph, I'll join
myself to you after this, and
we'll tie together" and then some
way, the two wrinkled hands came
together in a long clasp; and then,
presently, there was slipped from one
to the other, the same grimy envelope
Benny had brought.
Il never meant to keep it," Miss Han
nah said. Get a comfortable shawl, or
shingles, or anything. And the note,
Seraph; see; it won't ever trouble you
any MORE" and lifting the stove lid,
Miss Hannah laid on the Goals a yellow
paper, that both watched shrivel to
ashes. You see, Seraph, I'm bound to
have n real Thanksgiving while I'm
in the flesh; and ever since l asked the
Lord about it, He seems to open the way
wider and wider, till ! most feel as
though 1 should be a singer yet and a
player of instruments, I'm getting so
full. Cynthy AIMS going to stay, so I'll
have a face looking out of the window
for me, and that Ruth of yours must
have some doctoring; and Benny's
bright and will pay for schooling; and
Sammy, too; and as for little Katy
well-she's just as cunning as need be.
Think of her bringing me a bouquet.
Out of her own head, too. Seraph, l
guess you've seen your worst days.
When the Lord really calls on Hannah
Litchfield to help do a thing, She usually
expects to hold up her end to the best of
Ter ability. And she's going to now"
The voices dropped into silence. The
short day was dying in the west in a
flush of golden glory, through which
the sun sent back his rosy promises of
another perfect coming. The children
came through the gate and up the walk.
And l shall call her Aunt Hannah"
little Katy was piping in her childish
treble, "'cause she's just the sweetest
lady l most ever see"
Sweetest" and Miss Hannah's lip
curled scornfully. her gently softened
into a smile. "Well, let her think so.
The Lord and a little child may make
her so yet. They have done many a
miracle in this world"
The flush in the west deepened to
purple, then faded into a somber gray.
The mountain side was lost in shadows.
The children, tired with play, dropped
down on the broad door stone and
talked softly. And within, three
women, worn and weary in many 4 bat
tie of life, sat close together, and each
heart sent up a voice of thanksgiv-
ing for the gifts of Love the day had
brought.-Howe Benning, in Chicago
Advance.
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mountain road that led from the church
in the village by four miles of sandy
incline up to his w slab barn. Miss
Hannah. alone on the seat of her high
buggy, gave an occasional flick with
the whip, but in a meditative manner
as though out of some inner mood.
They were having ian uncommon
spell of weather" this fall, SO the old
men said. 1t was the Sunday before
Thanksgiving, and yet the soft haze in
the air, the quiet through which an occa-
sional drifting of ruslting leaf or over
ripe nut sounded softly, made it seem
more like October than a late November
day.
There was 4 faint whistle through the
sere leaves of a small weedy cornfield
she was passing. The shocks were
leaning as though stacked by incom-
petent hands.
Hope Seraph1l get her corn in be-
fore snow flies Miss Hannah grum-
bled, hitting Tom so briskly as to sur
prise him into an effort at trotting.
Then she turned her eyes resolutely
away from the rickety house beyond,
standing half way up a bare, stony
hill, and the faded, sad-cyed woman in
the door looked after her longingly,
and lifted the corner of her apron to her
face.
Hannah amt eve going to forgive
me-" she said, weakly, to her oldest, =
sickly girl of II.
why. what'd you do. MAJ"
Its mostly l guess what l didn't do"
was the answer. "Hannah's dreadful
smart, and she hain't no patience with
those that amt like her. Then your pa
was sickly like you, and died, and she
didn't like that; though l can't for the
life of me see how he was to blame.
He couldn't help it. But Hannah called
him lazy. And we owe her, too, you
know"
Should think we did," broke in n
boy of 70. Don't we have to most kill
ourselves every year picking berries to
pay the old interest. Wait till l get to
be a man and I'll pay off her $500; see
if l don't"
Il guess you will, Benny" said his
mother, a~dmiringly. The boys ambi-
tons were a never-failing wonder to his
mother and sister.
MA. did you know next Thursday is
Thanksgiving day." asked 4 younger
boy.
What difference does that make to
us?" was the mothers weary rejoinder.
Its many a year since I've seen a
Thanksgiving day. 1 guess the Lords
Him to care for. l don't know what
we've done, for sure. Mebbe it's like
Hannah. He hain't no patience with
folks that's down and good for nothing.
Anyway, He hain't thought of US in a
good while"
Miss Hannah. going on her way,
might have been shocked if she had
heard these sentiments from the lips of
her cousin Seraph. She always went
to church, rain or shine, although old
Capt. Skinner said Miss Hannah could
hear the greatest amount of sermons,
and not one of them stick to her any
more than water to 4 ducks back"
Yet he would have been mistaken this
lime.
There's no use talking" had been
the sturdy words that had pricked
through her armor of selfishness, "of
Thanksgiving unless you've
rot the Lords love in your hearts, and
ct it u over, as He did, toward those
you. And you never can make
sure thing of it while you cherish an
lnforgiving feeling for a human soul,
" bold back a hand that ought to be
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EnterprisInx and Original.

Mrs. Watts-That Simonsbee oma
Is a perfect fiend!
Mr.. Watts-I always thought her SO
gentle and refined.
"Oh, she is among you men, but what
do you think of a woman who will wear
her little boys baseball shoes to a bar
gain rush and spike every woman who
gets in her way?"-Indianapolis Jour-
ool
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This gobbler remarked, by the way,
That he hadn't a great deal to say
Thanksgiving.

The treasures of the harvest time
Are heaped in goodly store:
Earth lays her tribute at our feet
In righteousness once more.
The hearth Is swept, the board Is spread
For friends from far and near,
And loving hearts are hasting home,
Perhaps in many a year.
Oh, it's the true Thanksgiving time
When round the old hearthStone
We greet the loved of other days,
And clasp hands with our owni
Elizabeth A. C2yta, n Golden Days.
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Not a waIkinc CycIoDedi,.

Hilton-Where did Walker get his
education?
Tilton-I don't know exactly, but [
should say at some place where they
were selling a lot of misft educaticna
chear-Somerville Journal.
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1897-11-20

Only four of the IL corne losts il
fremont street. Boston, between Scol-
lay square and Boylston street, have
changed owners in 40 years. One Of the
four was sold a few days ago for a price
stated as more than S15O.OOO and less
than 100000. Its assessed valuation
is S122.000. 1t had been owned by the
Lowell family since 1911.
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--Convicts in the penitentiary at
Boise, Idaho, have organized two base
ball teams, and are permitted to play
on Saturday afternoons.