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The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15
Have Parrots Memories?

A Spanish lady had a pet parro,
trained only to Spanish language
The lady died and the parrot still
quite young. was sold to an English.
man travelling in Spain. who brought
him to this country. where he soon
became a family pet The bird
mourned fer long while. seeming ia
miss his native associates and all
wOefully indeed, but gradually be.
came accustomed to the new people
and language, and eventually bezaI
to chatter in English and feel him.
self perfectly at home Years passed
away, POli's bright plumage faded,
and age left traces all about him.
H food had to he of the softest, ne
could no longer climb upon his perch,
but the family cared for him tenderiy
in his now voiceless old age. One
day a Spanish gentleman visited the
house, and in the course of conve1sa,
ton some Span sh words were used,
and foc the first time 10 years Poll
heard his native tongue again. With
a shrek of peculiar joy the bird
spread out Its wings and uttering .
string Of long forgotten Spanish. the
next moment dropped down upon the
floor Of its cage-dead.
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15
THE WANTS OF RAILWAYS.

01ilAlng and Equipment Draws o. Nearly
Every Line Of Industry.
Those who say the railway question
does not affect them are often thought
less persons. The prosperity Of our
railways affects in one way or another
the whole country. Our railways first
Of all represent an actual money capt.
tai of one-fifth Of the assets of the re-
public. One out Of every five dollars
We possess as a nation. Our railways
employ. or would employ today if pros
porous, over one million persons d.
rect at good wages. One out Of every
twenty-five of the population working
for . living. Our railways indirectly
employ many thousands more. and in
one form or another add to the reve-
nue. of another million. Those who
doubt this should look over the daily
wants of these great distributors Of
work and wages. The wants of rail-
roads, according to the observation Of
q gentleman connected with trans
portation enterprises, are only second
to those of women, which some French
philosopher has said no man can ever
hope to supply. To the casual observer
all that railroad wants is a roadbed.
ties, steel rails. cars and engines to
pull them. But growing out of these
general features are demands for ma
terials Of such variety that the cata-
logue of the purchasing agent (who. as
his name implies, has charge OF max
ing the necessary purchases for the
railr0ad, is a good-sized volume
wherein are named several hundred ar
ticles in more or less constant use by
the corporation. Here are a few of
the articles taken from this list: Axes.
AIDES, acid, antimony, ammonia, bell
cord, bone black, cour ale FUSED for
mixing up cores for castings), burn
srs, books, beeswax, chain. cement,
chimneys, chairs, clocks, cushions, coal
hods, dippers, disinfectant, envelopes,
flag signals, friedrich, fuse cotton,
globes, gold leaf, gasoline, hose, hinges,
hair, photographs, knives, mops, muci-
lage. marking pots, naphtha, oakum,
paint, plush punches, powder, plum
Sago, pins, rubber, rope, saws, snakes,
shorts, soap, sandpaper, solder, tow,
turpentine, time directors, tally covers,
wick and wheelbarrows. This list is
large, but it does not cover more than
one-quarter of the articles mentioned
in the catalogue referred to. SO before
you say the railway question has no
interest for you, think a little. No
American citizen can afford to see
these great properties stricken down.
They reach all over this broad domain
of ours, and distribute money and en-
ploy labor and build up communities
everywhere. Give the railways
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

LITTLE Rock, Ark. July 6.--An acci-
dent occurred on the river last night
which resulted in the drowning Of
four people. The drowned arc: Miss
Josie Saunders. aged Ia. of Little Rock:
Miss Mary Arber. aged 10. of Little
Rock; Jake Dante. Of Pine Bluff, Joe
Dante, of Pine Bluff.
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

A girl is apt to regard fathers pro-
tests as old fogyism, but sensible
brother is very useful to Il silly girl
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

DoUBLEDAY-Miss Twilling 10.
.iected me the other night but she
let me kiss her before We parted.
Podmoee reGecting)-She did, oh?
By J0va I'll 60 around tonight ana
propose 0yvelf.
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

Piso's Cure for Consumption has been a
family medicine with us since lSe5.-J. H
Madison, 200 42d Ave- Chicago. Ills.
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

1t is great luxury to feel good ma
tured when those around you are
cross.
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

The tea drinkers are at the bottom
OF our trouble with Japan. There are
dregs at the bottom of their cups.
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

| It is not how much he knows, but
how much Of it he refuses to tell. that
makes . man smart.
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

This season has conveyed a new adj
monition to those careful housewives
who stuff up their fireplaces on the LIST
of April.
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

Knee by LEhenio9.
R,cH HnL. Mo-. July A-Georgs
Berry. ysunR married man living -
Ne Faler farm, Eve miles south wess
q this city. Vas killed b li(hsnise
~ aigh1
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

The aim in breeding should be to-
build mp Vitality, standing and capa-
bility for rapid development
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

About IS, 600 soverigns pass over the
Bank of England counters every day.
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

Halls Catarrh Cure
Is constitutional cure. Price, 15c.
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

Ns-To-Dac for Fifty Cents.
GuArante ed tobacco habit cure makes weak
Oon strong. blood pure. s0c. q. All druggistA
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

Burlington Route via Denver
A through Sleeping car to Colorado
Springs and Pueblo via. Denver is attached
to Burlington Route daily train leaving
Chicago 1880 p. m. Office. 21l Clark 81.
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

OF course it's hot, but do you expect
snow in July?
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

4 woman in . shirt waist and stores
Gkirts makes rs think there has been ..
fire somewhere, and that she has got
ten into something hurridly.
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

HOODS Pills cure all Liver Ills. Is cents.
The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1897-07-15

was forced out of the 10 inch spout. A
most co,nmendable feature of the pump
is its simplicity and durability-simply
a water wheel uhe reverse of a tur-
bine) at the bottom of the pump oper-
ated by a perpendicular shaft. does the
work and requires but little power.
There is no danger of clogging up
with mud, sand or gravel: no valve to
wear out or cause trouble: the rapid
revolution OF the wheel simply forces
the water through the pump with .
terrific "whirl." and everything goes
with it. 1t can be used on bottom
lands in wells. ponds or creeks. and
with suitable rig can be moved cas-
lily about the farm wherever water can
be had. thereby saving pond building
and extra ditch making.
Ten more days of dry weather will
burn up most of the corn in Barber
county. In some parts it is suffering
badly now, and in a few instances
fields are greatly damaged The re-
cent local rains were Of very little ben
eft.
The -four mill at Cimarron will soon
start mp under the management of an
experienced miller. The mill was
built in the spring of 1894, and has
never been in use. It WAS built with
money from the sale Of township
honda
Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1897-11-25

Cynthy Ann, and stay awhile" Miss
Hannah said to a gentle, faded little
woman who came stiffly to meet her.
"Are you willing?"
"The Lord be praised!" was the an
swer given through tears. "He 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 / live" Miss Hannah said, as
they wound their way among the hills.
"You can't exactly be said to be rela-
tive, though my grandfather's wife was
your step-grandfather' sister. But it's
been given to me to see that it's nigh
enough relation for the Lord to find a
duty in it. And, Cynthy Ann, now that
I'm getting old and gray, l 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
for many 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 raisins.
ITO be out of sound of Marin Becker's
scolding, and a getting ready for a
Thanksgiving dinner haven't seen
one, no nor smelled one-and / think
the smells most as good as the eating,
don't you, Hannah 20 years."
"I've smelled them in that time" re-
turned Miss Hannah shortly, shut
that's as deep as it went, Z guess. l
mean to feel it this time"
"Let me pick that rooster, Hannah"
Cynthy Ann said the next morning as
the devoted bird took hot water bath.
"It's just what I'm fit for, 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
Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1897-11-25
Something Beyond.

Nothing is so satisfying as the UNI
attained. If the microscope were to
find the ultimate atom, and the tele-
scope to reach to 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! A lady at a summer re-
sort, speaking anxiously to friend
about 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-
tivity, our promise of growth and our
sufficient reason for living-S. S. Times.
Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1897-11-25

lah! You're too good to hold spite

Hannah! You're too good to hold spite
longer"
No, 1 amt, not bit; but told you,
didn't /, that the Lord was leading
me to see duties. / amt no believer in
signs and things, Cynthy Ann" Miss
Hannah went on after little, ''but last
Sunday, I'm free to tell you, was
troubled in my mind beyond anything
L remember before, even when was
converted, and l asked the Lord for n
sign; and then 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
don't dare do anything else, you see,"
and Miss Hannah really looked relieved
at this confession of faith"
1.-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.
"Cyntby Ann" and Miss Hannah spoke
slowly, ~ do not think best to make
il too easy and pleasant. Sarah was a
member, and she had no right to marry
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
tight pug, two pair of spectacles
pushed high on forehead, and lips net
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
Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1897-11-25
stretched for human need. The Lor

stretched for human need. The Lord
will never 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 little to place in
the bank against the rainy day of old
age and infirmities. For this she had
sat down to her solitary board, where a
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 was growing old-56 last
midsummer. Perhaps her mind was
weakening.
She had never noticed before how
lonely the small, weather-stainedh house
looked as she turned in at her own
gate. How would it seem to have a
face smiling a welcome from the win
dow-or some one watching at the
door,.
She "put up" Tom, made her. cup of
tea and ate her cold ham and bread,
but it did not refresh her.
"That black rooster'n 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, I can't see.
You haven't got 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
pretty halt and poor thing to offer, but
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 betimes, 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 cornfeld,
but no stop until they reached the town
poorhouse, standing bare and unshut-
tered, on it's bleak hillside.
81 want you to go home with me,
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the pin feathers, and mind you don't
leave one large enough for grandma's
sharpest glasses to spy All, knew
what good times meant in those days!"
well, it does seem good, 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 word back to
you. It's dreadful lonesome when you
say something bright not to have 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, l think, kept few days, don't
you? And I'll put on the cranberries
and let 'em stew slow and all down to
jelly. Some folks just cook 'em 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
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 then his
eyes wandered to the steaming pies just
placed on the table, with a 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
H." 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
can have an apple to eat on the way"
and the boy with a scant thank you,"
slowly backed out the door, beginning,
however, a quick run as soon as he was
outside the gate.
"Seraph'l 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 disagreeablc
duty.
Hannah" she broke out at last,
"ain't you going to invite Seraph and
her family here to Thanksgiving? You
and can't ever eat all this stuff"
I'm thinking of it, yes was the
answer that almost took her breath
away.
"Oh, knew it! I knew you would,
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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 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, but Sereph, I'll join
myself to you after this, and
Wen tie together" and then some
way, the two wrinkled hands came
together in long clasp; and then,
presently, there was slipped from one
to the other, the same grimy envelope
DeHHy Ldu DEOuSut.
II never meant to keep it," Miss Han.
nah said. Get 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, Pm bound to
have one real Thanksgiving while I'm
in the flesh; and ever since asked the
Lord about it, He seems to open the way
wider and wider, till most feel as
though l should be a singer yet and
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 bouquet.
Out of her own head, too. Seraph,
guess you've seen your worst days.
When the Lord really calls on Hannah
Litchfield to help do thing, She usually
expects to hold up her end to the best of
her 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, then 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
miracle in this world"
The flush in the west deepened TO
purple, then faded into 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 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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able way along the
mountain road that led from the church
in the village by four miles of sandy
incline up to his own 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 "an 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 late November
day.
There was a faint whistle through the
sere leaves of small weedy cornfield
she was passing. The shocks were
leaning as though stacked by incom-
petent hands.
slope Seraphll get her corn in be-
fore snow fies," 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-eyed woman in
the door looked after her longingly,
and lifted the corner of her apron to her
face.
Hannah amt ever going to forgive
me-" she said, weakly, to her oldest, a
sickly girl of IA.
ssWby yybat,d Won do map"
cts mostly I guess what didn't do"
was the answer. "Hannah's dreadful
smart, and she hain't no patience with
those that amt like her. Thenyour pa
was sickly like you, and died, and she
didn't like that; though 1 can't for the
life of me see how he was to blame.
He couldn't helpit. But Hannah called
him lazy. And we owe her, too, you
know"
Should think we did," broke in a
boy of IL. Don't we have to most kill
ourselves every year picking berries to
pay the old interest. Wait till I get to
be man and I'll pay off her 5000; see,
if don't"
81 guess you will, Benny" said his
mather, admiringly. The boys ambi-
items were a never-failing wonder to his
me- Their and sister.
"Ma, did you know next Thursday is
Thanksgiving day?" asked younger
boy.
"What difference does that make to
us?' was the mothers weary rejoinder.
''It's many year since I've seen
Thanksgiving day. / guess the Lords
forgotten us, or else we're too bad for
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 ducks back"
Yet he would have been mistaken this
time.
"There's no use talking" had been
the sturdy words that had pricked
through her armor of selfishness, "of
keeping Thanksgiving unless you've
rot the Lords love in your hearts, and
ct it run over, as He did, toward those
,round you. And you never can make
sure thing of it while you cherish an
lnforgiving feeling for human soul,
II hold back hand that ought to be