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WHEAT QUOTATIONS..

IN. NJ. Erickson, OF Argyle, was
in town yesterday. ...
Postmaster Rasmussen, OF Hell
lem. was in town last Saturday.
&C. +. Holmsten, OF Roseau coun-
ty, is spending a few days in the city.
An overland trip to Hudson bay
is contemplate ted by several Pembina
people next summer.
Patrick Newton and Alphonsina
Frede1 ick, OF Roseau, were married
Jan. Z, by Justice C. S. Hull.
p. A. Dalquist returned home
yesterday morning from Wisconsin
where he has kept himself for about
a year.
Andrew johnson, OF Malung, Ro-
seau Co., was here last week looking
after his business interests in this
county.
A. Grindeland and II. J. Beard
more went to Drayton yesterday
morning to attend meeting OF the
directors OF the Farmers Il. r.
e. I. Royem has spent a few
days with fl lends in the city, he hav-
ing succeeded to dig himself out OF
the big snow drifts ON the farm.
The Literary Club held an inter-
estin% meeting on Monday evening.
Many of the members already speak
Of ''milIions OF years. and Icons OF
time" rs non-chulently as college
professor.
In the distribution OF his quota
Of Government seeds, Congressman
Eddy desires to supply the parties
who were affected by the floods last
season first, and he will be pleased to
have those wishing such seeds to send
in their names to him at once.
At the Presbyterian church, on
the coming Sabbath morning, Rev.
CD. Darling will preach a sermon
on ''The Armenian Question" In
the evening first sermon in a popular
series on 1.-The Building Of the Tenn
ple.' A cordial invitation is extend
ed to all.
Mr.. and Mrs. J. S. Hilleboe re-
joice over the birth of a fine daughter
early on Sunday morning last:
Mother and daughter are doing well,
and the father is thinking seriously
OF advocating woman suffrage, as
this is daughter No. 3.
The Swedish Mission Friends
have issued a call to their former
pastor Rev. P. NJ. Samuelson, now
located at Lindsborg, Kansas, and
they hope he will accept the call and
return to the city. Rev. Tornell will
continue to reside here and will work
in the mission field OF this and ad-
joining counties.
Call at the SHEAF News Stand
when you feel like having something
to read. All the leading magazines
Century, Harper's, Forum, Review
OF Reviews, McClure's, Cosmopoli-
tan, Munsey's, The Peterson, Nickel,
and others, on sale at publishers
prices. The latest Fashion. maga-
zines on hand.
Dave Strachan had a hard ex-
perience during the past storm. He
was "holding down" his claim and
his slanty was being covered up by
snow so rapidly that he feared of
being showed in. He left the shanty
on Sunday noon and located himself
in the barn, where he remained until
Tuesday morning. All this time he
was without any food.-Argyle
Banner. l......>. ..-,- p +.
The Odd Fellows Of Warren in
stalled their newly elected officers on
Monday evening. J.V.E. Wyatt, OF
Crookston, conducted the ceremo.
n1ies Of installation. The officers are
as follows: A. B. Nelson, n. e.: P. ]
Holan, v. e.; q. c, Magladry, Secy. );
.N41A1 J. - Iralf;nann !. rlNrona -. Harnl1]
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Buv home made tin-ware 1T NJ. L.
LArsOn's new Hardware store.
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5ucklen's Arnica Salve.

The best Salye in the world for
Cuts, Bruises, Sores, Ulcers, Salt
Rheum. Fever Sores, letter, Chap
ped Hands, Chilblalns, Corns, and
all Skin Eruptions, and positively
cures Piles, or no pay required. 1t
is guaranteed to give perfect satis-
faction or money refunded. Price
Is cents per box. For sale by Il.
4. Whitney.
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When you want Il new dress don't
fail to call on K. J. Taralseth. HI
has always the best selection in
dress goods.
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-FOR SALE: All the buildings
and sheds OF the old Meehan lumber
yard, also one safe.
THE ROBERTSON LUMBER Co.,
j. p. EAsToN. Manager.
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Bring your repair work to NJ. L.
Larson s new tin shop.
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EOR REM r. Rev. Samuelson'
house. Apply to A. GRlNDELANI
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DeVVitt's Little Early Risers,
The tasnous little pills.
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Gold Pens, Fountain Pens, Si]vt
Novelties &c. &c. at Farrel's.
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our own individual efforts and the
blessings Of Providence, than upon
the success of this or that political
party. .M-..
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Christmas presents at prices tt
suit the times at D. Farre||'s,
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oolarge extension of the credit system
have also caused some failures. But
the banks that have failed are few in
comparison to the large number of
banks that have not failed. Because
a few bankers have been found dis
honest or incompetent, that is no rea-
son for condemning the whole class as
such. Honesty and dishonesty are
found among all classes and condi-
tons of men, and we believe that
most men are honest. ~.... ....->-
The republican party did not prom
ise to make everybody prosperous :,
but only to SO legislate as to make the
conditions favorabl for the pursuit Of
happiness and prosperity. Some men
would not be prosperous though they
had a gold mine at their command,
and many, yery many, who are pros
porous in worldly things, are, never
theless, decidedly unhappy. Life is
more than the mere possession Of sill
yer and gold. Let it be remembered,
also, that the republican party has not
yet assumed the reins Of government,
and that it has had no chance yet to
carry out its policy. But let us not
forget, neither, that our happiness
! and prosperity depends more upon
The evening tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 189?-190?, 1897-05-29

had seen him. He did not go straight
to her, though his mother knew that
would be his destination.
THAT Thompson girl will persuade
him to enlist" said she. "She is half
the cause of all this enthusiasm"
IF she does persuade him." said the
judge, bitterly, 81 will never forgive
either him or her."
Wallace greeted few friends as he
joined the ranks of the spectators.
"Why aren't you with them?" asked
a young fellow to whom as properly
the question might have applied.
"They need YOU" added an old man
who was thankful for his age.
"You know how to drill men," added
boy. eff L was you"
wallace VIII GO when the time
comes" rejoined a pleasant old lady
who had no sons to bereaye her.
He let them banter. He had fought
it all out with himself and resolved his
duty was filial obedience. And he knew
his fathers wishes. But he drifted
along the line of watchers and joined
Elenor Thompson at the corner Of the
field. The soldiers had completed an
evolution and the people were cheer
ing. She was waving her handkerchief
wildly. Her eyes were flashing, her
bosom was heaving. She was instinct
with martial enthusiasm. He touched
her hand.
"You are in earnest" said he.
at is splendid. How grand they
look! How noble they must be! IL
were o man"
She paused, but Wallace knew.
LET us take a walk" he said, pres
emily.
"No." She was filed with the spirit
that inspires Spartans-as were multi
tudes in that day. Her ideal, her hero,
must be a soldier.
81 am going to enlist" he said. For
SO are our resolves consumed.
She turned to him instantly with eyes
that blazed IL worship and devotion.
She put tao,,nt per hands. There was ca
ressins. :. Aerlwas ardor In them.
There has dben IN hour of resting.
The drums were pea,ing again. The
flies were piping up patriotism. The
company was counting fours and learn
ing the skirmish drill. At the farther
side of the square dozen recruits, en-
listed since the parade began. were
learning the foot drill, and Wallace
Wade, light rattan cane in his hand,
was teaching them. When IL was over
he looked i'm Elcnor Thompson's eyes
and was rewarded.
There was a public dinner for the
soldiers. There were speeches by poll
ticians who lent their voices and be-
lieved IL excused them from lending
their arms. There was music, and the
The evening tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 189?-190?, 1897-05-29

hereabouts. Don't 60; maybe I can
help you, an I'm likely the only person
at home to-day. What's your errand?
My own names Graham, too" she
added.
''It is regarding her son, who died
gloriously at Chickamauga "a years
ago. come as his comrade to Are
you ill?"
"No!" cried the old woman, fercely.
"Why did you come here to-day, >af all
days, to taunt me? My son died at
Chickamauga, too. He"-her voice sank
to whisper-"he was shot in the
back"
THAT was no time TO turn ones back
TO the enemy, madam"
How do you know what temptation
he had" she flashed out, "and him just
10! Abram Reese, he brought the news
back. Ho only said at first that John
was shot in the back. Later, he told
that he was running away. That was
when Averilla Mays agreed to marry
him."
John Graham a coward? Why.
iiduai1, Hc was ID neTO! AiInosI diOno
he fought his way into the enemy's
ranks. He was bringing back their
colors when the bullets found him!"
The old woman staggered back
against the door. my John n hero!"
she cried; "and for over 30 years his
own mother doubted him!"
A strain of music reached them now: Z:
she ran out, bareheaded, and began to
gather huge armfuls of flowers.
"They shall all go-all!" she cried.
"Tve longed to send them every year,
but the mother of coward had no
right. Now" her voice, quavering be-
fore, had the note Of trumpet, now,
the mother of hero shall lay them on
his comrades grases!"
=, ELISA ARMSTRONG.
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"It's the other half" he cried. And
the son of soldier leaped to his feet.
"Now i shall know"
He went straight to his grandfather,
and showed him the two matched frag-
ments.
"You have been very good to me-" he
said, "but that woman was my mother.
My mother Is living, and not dead. She
was with my father when he died. You
got that knapsack somehow, but she had
saved half of the letter which had been
cut in two by the bullet that gave him
his death wound. And she has never
asked you for anything, though she
might have asked you for much. Now
ask for her. Where Is she"
And the grandfather told. He was
less bitter to the woman who had sent
his son TO the war, since she had soothed
that son while re suffered. So that the
judges home received sweet-faced
woman who reaped In yenrs OF loving
companionship the reward OF self-de-
nial that had lasted from the day she
left new-made grave in the Wilder
ness, and found her teddling son had
been spirited away. H.
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In the vacation that followed present
ly Harold had great deal of time on
his hands. One day it rained, and he
crept up to the attic with n book of ad-
venture. And when he was tired of fol-
lowing his hero through perils .he wan
dered into a shadowy nook under the
roof where the rain was beating, and
dragged out a crumpled Old knapsaclS
which he had never seen. He loosed its
fastenings, and pulled open the stub
born leather. In it were some articles
of dress and toilet, already quaint,
though this son Of n soldier was but half
way through his teens. There was q
Testament, and a needle, with some
thread. And there was a torn half
sheet Of note paper, written on fairly,
and dark stained along its uneven edge.
1t bore these words:
The evening tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 189?-190?, 1897-05-29
LINCOLN AT GETTYSBURG.

Four score and seven years ago our
fathers brought forth on this continent
a new nation, conceived in liberty and
dedicated to the proposition that all
men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in n great civil
war, testing whether that nation, or
any nation so conceived and so dedi-
Gated, can long endure. We are met on
great battlefield of that war. We have
come to dedicate portion of that field
as a final resting place for those who
here gave up their lives that that ma
ton might live. 1t is altogether fitting
and proper that we should do this.
But, in larger sense, we cannot dedi-
cate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot
hallow, this ground. The brave men,
living and dead, who struggled here
have consecrated it far above our poor
power to add or detract. The world
will little note or long remember what
we say here, but it can. never forget
what they did here. 1t is for us, the liv-
ing, rather, to be dedicated here to the
unfinished work which they who fought
here have thus far 50 nobly advanced.
It is rather for us to be here dedicated
to the great task remaining before us
that from these honored dead we take
increased devotion to that cause for
which they gave the last full meas
ure of devotion-that,y rye here highly
resolve that these dead shall not have
died in vain-that this nation, under
God shall lave n new birth of freedom
and that government Of the people,
by the people, for the people, shall not
perish from the earth.-Lincoln's Get
tysburg Dedication Address, November
10. 1863.
The evening tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 189?-190?, 1897-05-29
A GLAD DECORATION DAY.

On Decoration day the little noun
tain town was full of men who instinct
ively kept step to martial music and
white-robed girls conscious more OF
the part they took in the ceremonies
than of the real significance Of the
day. The entire population was abroad
enjoying the pageant, and an old SOL
dier saw nothing odd in the deserted
appearance of a small house before
which he paused.
at must be near here" he said. "Ill
stop and ask my way, though every
body seems to have gone to the cere-
monies-which am likely to miss un-
less I do my errand quickly" He
knocked, and while waiting a reply his
eye caught the tiny garden. strange"
he said, aloud, "this is the only place
I've seen to-day where flowers re-
manned ungathered."
Footsteps echoed from the back of
the house and an old woman opened the
door.
"Can you tell me where to find a
Mrs. Graham, madam ?" he asked.
She looked listlessly over his head.
(Which Graham? There's lots of them
The evening tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 189?-190?, 1897-05-29

his horses. as the sharp words of the
drill sergeantcut the silence Of the sum-
mer day, grieved for the boy who was
obstinately yet blamelessly minded just
now to go into great danger. And the
little children whose brothers were fol-
lowing the drummers up and down the
public square shuddered as they
thought of the battles coming, and
wished-very ingloriously-that this
company might be sent to some place
where hostile bullets could not come.
At the end of the bridge, on little
elevation that commanded a distant
view of the public square. Judge Wade
and his wife sat in the back seat Of their
open carriage, and looked at the soldiers
learning promptness and precision and
concerted movement. On the front seat
sat young Wallace Wade.
"Drive on" said the judge. eve have
seen enough of them"
But young Wade gathered the reins
slowly, and looked again at the uni
formed men, at the handsome dress of
the officers, at the seductive CLINT of the
guns.
"Come, come" said the Judge.
"Drive on, Wallace" said Mrs. Wade.
But yet the strapping fellow lin
gered. He was in the untried ground
where two allegiances met. Presently
he turned impulsively, yet resolutely,
his eyes full of light his parents rec
ognized. though they never had seen.
"You drive home, father" he said,
and passed the lines to the older man.
"Tll be at home for supper" And he
leaped lightly to the ground.
For there at the corner of the public
square was Elenor Thompson, and she
The evening tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 189?-190?, 1897-05-29

Their mouths are stopped with rust,
One brotherhood rules all the land,
One nation day and night,
AS side by side again we stand
Like those who scale a height
And looking down across the fields
When autumn pours her horn.
We bless the largess peace now yields.
The cotton and the corn.
No more shall these our banners be
In strife fraternal raised,
From lake to gulf. from sea to sea,
This message far is blazed:
I'VE mourn our dead, our loved and lost,
With tears for all who fell;
The blue sky's depth, the gray stars host
Shall be their sentinel"
For Lexington and Concord town
Still in the distance shine,
And Washington still marches down,
And ruthless Brandywine;
And Grant and Lee in silence rest,
To put all feud to scorn,
While spring from out the battles breast
The cotton and the corn.
ERNEST M'GAFFEY.
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he Kind to the Living.

Do we remember the old soldier as
we should? One day in the year we do
him honor, but how about the rest?
True. he has his pension and perhaps
he lives in one of the national homes
prepared for him. But what of that.
when he has faced death in hundred
forms and perhaps drags about a mu-
tilated body! He gave years of his
young life to the purchase of freedom
rather than to the accommodating Of
worldly goods. Is this much to give
him. in return? Let us not, then, wait
until he has died in obscure poverty TO
place his name on monument or scroll,
but show him now the love and graft
tude which will make bright his declin-
ing years. i.i .
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us too bitterly now. said before
Wallace enlisted that il she got my
SON to go to the army she would regret
il 1 think she has. This Memorial
day nonsense will be forgotten long
before Harold grows up"
1t was new ceremony, but the spirit
of 1t appealed to the people, and they
paid all honor to the armies that lie
front face TO the stars" Harold Wade
felt the significance as he laid roses
on the graves of men who had made
earth's final sacrifice. And when other
ceremonials were occupying the rest
ne slipped from his schoolmates and
laid a rose ON the grave of soldier
who had fought for freedom and had
neglected to accumulate even so much
as would have purchased a monument.
AS the boy turned back to the crowd
woman approached him swiftly-a
woman Of fair and happy, yet wistful.
face. Her gentle hands had caressing
in them, and the fragrance OF her
breath was like a memory from in
fancy. She gave him paper.
"Read it when you get home," she
said. when you have found the other
half you will know" Then she stopped
and kissed him and walked swiftly
away, while he stood wondering.
"The other half! Twill know-what?
Who was she?"
He looked at the paper. 1t was torn
bit of a letter, much wrinkled. 1t was
dark stained on the uneven edge. And
there was a miniature flag, like mono
gram, on the upper corner. And this
is what he found:
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THE TORN LETTER
! UNDREDS Of peo-

ecoeeee@eeee0eeeeeCeeR

JNDREDS OF peo-
pie had come into
town that August
day in 1861 TO see
the soldiers drill.
Many q mother
wept silently. sit
ting I IN e r e i N
the farm wagon, as
the column or re-
cruits IN q r C h e d
past. Many a IA
thcr, making pre-
tense of attending
The evening tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 189?-190?, 1897-05-29

This is Memorial day" said young
Harold Wade. "All the schools are GO
ing to the cemetery. 1 am TO help
scatter flowers. Are you and grand
ma going?"
mo, don't approve of this new holi-
day." answered Old Judge Wade.
There were enough without it. And
we have no soldier buried there"
~ wish my fathers grave were
there" exclaimed the boy. "But l will
lay some roses ON q grave that don't
lcpow-one OF the unmarked graves.
And it will be for him. / wish my
mother had lived And I wish she were
here"
Sometimes think we ought to tell
him." said Mrs. Wade, when her grand
son had hurried, heavy-hearted, away.
'Not til; he il a grown man." said
the resolute judga "He would blame
The evening tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 189?-190?, 1897-05-29

adnlation of the throng. Then the dis
solving of n host and the threading
Of river paths by two and two-who
discarded Hardee in the gentler tactics
Of Dan Cupid's war.
And Monday they marched gayly
away.
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mstsrsatioa&a,,
Edar>SS1 1M ~

HE pine and palm
are one to-day
Beneath a halcyon
sun,
The colors OF the blue
and gray
Have blended into
one:
The bayonets, { o
plowshares turned,
In peaceful sods are
thrust,
And cannon in the
fields inurned-
Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1897-08-05
THE LITTLE ONE.

ain't ateared on Death to look-on the
land. or the fur-off sea;
Fer Death once come to my home an took
a little one off from me;
An thar wuZn't a smile fer lonesome
while in the home whar she useto be
1 amt afeared o. Death sence he took a
little one of from me!
She wuzn't nfeared fer day by day
still on the mothers breast,
Uncomplainin' she went away-we whis-
perrin: God knows best!'
Never a word from her lips wuz heard as
the days and the nights went on
Only the arms roun' the mother after the
soul wuz gone!
I reckon it's right. but somehow I'm al
ways wantin' 10 know
Jest why the good Lord took her from the
ones that loved her so?
Minister saws: "Twuz to bring us all close
in the Masters keep;
But fer her I'd take my chances out with
the poor, lost sheepi
If only knowed she was livin'-thar, whar
she use to be
If only she had the daylight, an the dark
ness come on met
If only, when the shadders come up from
the gloomy west,
I could hear the mother calm her home,
an rockin' her still to rest!
But she's gone the way that we all must go.
an the mother an me must moan
She was such q little bit of q thing to so
In the dark alone!
But sweet an uncomplainin she lived her
happy day;
And ain't afeared on Death to look since
the little one went that way!
r. L. Stanton, in Atlanta Constitution.
Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1897-08-05

a VENEZUELAN JAGUAR.
1t Attacks n Hunter and Both Are
Shot to Death.

1t Attacks Hunter and Both Are
Shot to Death.
There is no recognized way of hunt
ing tigers with guns. Sometimes the
hunters 90 out on horseback, particu-
larly in the cattle districts of the ORR
noco llanos and the valley of the ANA
ION, with dogs and Indian servants to
drive up the game Oftener the hunter
lies in wait for the tiger to approach
u tethered calf.
When the several hunters with guns
go out together there is serious peril,
as an incident have in mind will show.
A Venezuelan man of affairs, whom l
know well, went to visit friend on
coffee plantation, and incidentally to
try new rifle. The host called in two
neighbors, and arranged hunt. When
the hunting party left in the morning
the hosts two young sons remained at
home with three servants. Late in the
afternoon, when the party returned,
neither boys nor servants were to be
seen. AS the hunters roamed about the
plantation, looking for the boys, they
heard q crying in the top of slender
tree. The boys were in the tree, white
with terror,
What is the matter?" called the IA
ther. "Why are you in the tree?"
The tiger! the tiger!" shieked the
boys. "a big female tiger is at the
bottom of the tree" The tiger had
been unable to climb so slender tree.
The father pushed his way quickly
through the bushes to shoot the tiger
before it should escape. His friends
followed slowly. In 3 few moments
shot was heard, and then wild
scream. The hunters rushed forward.
Their friend and a big tiger were roll
ing on the ground together. They
fired 12 times. as rapidly as they could
work their magazine rifles, and then
tiger and nian lay still.
Four bullets had entered the tiger,
and eight Lad pierced the body of the
man-William Willard Howard, in
Century.