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Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-11-19
Thursday, the Path Day Of November,
A. D. 1898,

rs day of general Thanksgiving, and
recommend that all citizens of our State
on that day refrain from all unnecessary
labor and give devout acknowledgment
10 God for the manifold blessings Of this
Year. On that day we should remember
Ind assist the poor and unfortunate. for
10 more acceptable devotion can grace
thanksgiving day than charity and be-
Evidence.
IVEN at the Executive Chamber at Au-
gusta, this seventh day of November.
in the year of our Lord one thousand
eight hundred and ninety-eight, and
the independence of the United States
1 Of America the one hundred and twen-
ty-third.
LLEWELLYN POWERS.
4 By the Governor.
BYRON BOYD, Secretary of State.
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The silver Democrats are looking
around to find single Northern. state
that they can depend upon in 1900.
They have nothing left but Utah,
Montana, Colorado and Missouri, and
they are all headed for the Republican
camp
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-11-19

EThe recent eiecttshs also indicate
lat the countrNFs reasonably well
leased with the Dingley tariff.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-11-19

The Republican party did a wise
hing when it voted to have no more
NJ years.
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this looks like the 18th century, boys
and girls"
ting in considerable work at present
preparing the history of the LIST Maine
Volunteers, Mr.. Graves being appointed
historian by Colonel Kendall. He has
collected a lot of data and will among
other things give the history of the
different companies from the time of
their organization. Mr.. Graves is
witty, able writer and his history will
prove well worth reading.
Portland's winter season opened,
this week, with the arrival of the first
English steamer. Export business
will be heavy this year. Indeed, con-
tracts already made call for more
freight than has ever before been for
warded from that port. The Dominion
line of steamers will be missed, but
the others come as usual, and the new
lines will soon seem at home.
The freedom and confidence mani
tested by murderers in our State
prison, in demanding a hearing upon
petitions for pardon, and the anxiety of
the public to sign such petitions, must
be accepted. by those who gravitate to-
wards lawless acts, as indicating SYM
pathy for the criminal and opposition
to the enforcement of the laws against
crime. The Governor and Council can
do the State no better service than to
refuse to accept such petitions save
when the innocence of the person is
clearly Observation-Disclosures Farmer.
The Governor and Council have no
discretion in the matter of accepting
these petitions. The constitution of
our country gives all citizens, whether
in prison or out, the right to petition
the government for a redress of griev-
ances. Moreover, how is the innocence
Of the person to be clearly estab-
lished" unless his case is given a hear
ing?
The old clam diggers are having a
quiet smile at the New Jersey profess
sor who gave them such sage advice
about, raising good clam crop for
next year. He says the diggers should
take out only the larger CLAIMS and be
careful to cover the small ones left OF.
the flats. This, he says, serves to cul-
tivate them as any crop is cultivated
by stirring the earth, and will make
| them grow moreSTapidly.
L 1nu
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-11-19

ds all right politically, but
really ought not have sent three
Iniths to the nsf pusex
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-11-19

The man who predicts an extra ses-
ION of Congress is already on hand.
fe never fails us.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-11-19

The announcements of new Maine
enterprises for another year are fol-
lowing close to the rumors.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-11-19

The eyes of the nation are on that
New Haven gridiron, today.
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Eczema.

Mr.. a. T. Shobe, 2704 Lucas Ave-.
st. Louis, Mo-, says: my daugh.
ter had Eczema, which covered
her head and spread to her face.
She was treated by physicians and
taken to celebrated health springs,
but only grew worse. Many patent
medicines were taken, but without
result, until We decided to try
8. 8. 8. A dozen bottles cured her
completely and left her skin per-
fectly smooth. Not . sign OF the
dreadful disease has ever returned.r
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No notice whatever viii be taken If
unsigned communications.
The Journal cannot be held rcspOn-
sibIe for the preservation or return Of
rejected communications.
Address all Communications relating
to subscriptions and advertisements to
BURl.EIGH & FLYNT, Publishers,
Augusta. Maine.
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Fl II. Blood

!Swifts Specified is the only cure for
Eczema, and oil other obstinate blood
diseases. Valuable books mailed free
by Swift Specific Company, Atlanta, Ga.
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Bath wants to know why it cannot
have Masonic Temple, like other en-
terprising cities.
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Spain will next want to arbitrate the
linking of Cervera's fleet.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-11-19

Sure enough, why shouldn't the bat
terry boys have Maine colors?
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-11-19

The cider mills are shutting down
after dull season.
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Colby's new foot ball captain is only
a freshman, but he plans to make
seniors and juniors step around lively,
next fall.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-11-19
THANKSGIVING
PROCLAMATION.
By the Governor.

The year. that has nearly passed has
brought us abundant harvests and all
the blessings of civilized life. Its skies
have been; and are bright with the
marked and increasing prosperity, enter
prise and happiness of all our people.
We have been exempt from calamities
and pestilence and the spirit of patriot
ism and philanthropy has been active
everywhere. Signal victories in the inter-
est of liberty and good government have
crowned the efforts of our brave soldiers
and sailors on land and sea. Peace has
once more returned to rule and bless our
country. Certainly we have much for
which to be thankful, both as State and
nation. 1.-The hand of God has been upon
us for good" In humble and grateful re-
cognition of our Indebtedness and depen-
dence upon the Creator and Ruler of men
and nations, and also conforming to a
time honored and revered custom, and to
1.-THE proclamation of the President of the
limited States, I, Llewellyn Powers, Gov
Eernor of the State of Maine, with the ad-
vice and consent of the executive coun-
/ ell, do hereby designate
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-11-19

In little over month the afternoons
begin to lengthen.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-11-19

The poultry dealers would like colde,
weather.
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What strange fatality that Byron
Hardy of West Bethel, after many
years as a brakeman on the Grand
Trunk, should be killed on his first trip
as conductor.
Portland is wondering why the front
of City hall has not gone skyward as
part of the Capitol at Washington did
recently as it has just been discovered
that a leaking gas pipe has been al
lowing the dangerous stuff to pour out
between two floors in the building
through an half inch hole for nobody
knows how long.
Nearly two months ago Undertaken
Fred Nudd of Waterville. started for
Santiago to bring back the bodies Of
several Maine soldiers who died there,
among them that of Sergeant Stewart
of Auburn, a member of the Signal
Corps. Mr.. Nudd was not allowed by
the authorities to exhume the bodies
until the first of November That of
Sergeant Stewart was found and iden-
titled without difficulty. Information
was received in Auburn few days ago
to the effect that Mr.. Nudd had left
Santiago and was on his way home
with the bodies. The body of Sergeant
Stewart is expected to arrive within a
week. 1t will be inferred at Turner.
When the first regular train over the
new Washington County Railroad
reached Pembroke, Monday, Joe Rog-
ers. the veteran hotel proprietor. was
on hand with his carriages and as he
landed up the first load he had ever
taken from a train in his life he re-
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-11-19

marked to the group: by thunder.
this looks like the 18th century, boys
and girls"
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1898-11-19

The wells are getting nicely filled.
, 1898-07-15

VTITI JOy WIFI yod l0oA -.
not take up your time by asking you 70
try and guess, because you never Woulu.
Onr dear Agnes is about to become a
Bishopess. But do not, my loves, De 700
elated by the grandeur of the connection.
He is only a colonial bishop. Listen 10
mothers letter.
at seems that Agnes produced a great
impression upon him when he saw her q
vear ago at the Marstons'. lie thought
her so very sweet, and was so struck by
her earnest interest in mission work. DO
he begged Mrs. Marston to invite them 10
meet again, and proposed to her the day
before Yesterday. She is to accompany
him to Africa in the spring. 1t VIII De d
great trial to part from her, especially as
we have already lost one of our dear chill
dren. but. if 1t is for her happiness, we
must not consider ourselves
.Fancy Aggie Bishopess of the Canhl-
hal islands, cried Madge; perhaps they
will eat her some day. | wonder II q
sweet woman tastes better than an ordl-
nary one? | remember quite we'll meeting
the bishop at the Marstons' and linking
him one of the most odious and domineer-
| inc vretches l ever saw. He is very small,
| With coal-black eyes and beard, and a com
| nlaxion of a decidedly liverish hue; he
| looked as though he might have improved
II with soap and water if he cared to-, but
7 don't think he did care. He had a de-
/ uphtful conviction that ninety-nine out
of every hundred souls would go to a
! naughty place, and he looked as if he had
a fendish temper. So Aggie's sweetness
will have full scope"
Madge uttered her TRADE with such
mixture of drollery and malice that even
Tom burst out laughing.
Late in the afternoon, when he was SIT
/. ting In his wife's boudoir before dinner
he had resumed this old affectionate Gus
tom-June said, leaning her head against
his shoulder:
1--WE must give Agnes a very handsome
wedding present" And then, with some
thing akin to her old playful manner, III
will be a thank offering"
1--WE will give her whatever you Ike, m.
darling" answered Tom. ut is just al
well. perhaps, that she is going away
hut with emphasis, whether she goes o.
STAYS. no one shall ever come between m!
wife and me again"
.Do you swear it?' said June, lookinl
earnestly into his eyes.
81 swear it. So help me heaven" h
answered.
And, to ratify his bond, he took her Il
his arms and kissed her sweet, pale fac
f~Agervently again and again.
CThe end.)
, 1898-07-15

and 1t was more than a month before she
was able to be moved from it again. The
doctor pronounced that she was sickening
for fever-typhoid, he feared. Faom the
mo1lent when Agnes told the cruel news,
she never perfectly recovered %copscious-
ness, but was either insensiblo or deliri-
Gus.
The day after June was taken Ill little
Tom began to sicken, and in five days he
died. Sir ThotSas Wrnnss n stunned;
but his intensd lie
, 1898-07-15
[hEnlh HOW he loved his wife. Mi

0CI utdlu WOu1Q ultun 10 him. Ills
brse was grievous to witness. de
e no attempt to conceal 1t from Mrs.
T&Fanion. Indeed, it was the only thing
~ could talk of. lie chung to her, M
ploring her not to leave him. He seemed
TO hang on her presence as the only chance
of saving his darling.
To Mrs. Trevanion's relief, the name of
Dallas never crossed June's lips. During
those dreadful days of her poor little
child's illness, death and burial, June was
happily unconscious. She knew nothing
of Toms agonized face, as he came in
with hushed steps and haggard eyes from
that other chamber where half his hopes
lay dead-from the little waxen figure
that it would nave broken June's heart to
see. This anguish at least she was spar
ed.
When the funeral was over poor Tom
used to creep up to the nursery and sit
with his face in his hands. Sometimes he
would take up one of little Toms toys,
and then, poor fellow, he would burst
into a terrible passion of dry sobs. When
he came down he would go on tiptoe into
his wife's room and look at her In dumb
despair.
After the twenty-frst day June took a
turn for the better. For the first time she
looked at Mrs. Treyanion with recogni-
ton In her eyes. and put out a wasted
waxen hand to her.
Have l been ill?' she asked, in a Ian.
guild voice.
"You will soon be well now, lear child, !"
answered Mrs. T~revanion, in her cheeriest
tones.
Where Is Tom?' she asked, presently.
Would you like to see him?"
June made a gesture of assent, and Mrs.
Trevanion went to fetch him.
"But," she said, as he was preparing
with ~alacrity to obey the summons, mot
in these Clothes" looking at the mourn
ing garments he was wearing for his lost
heir. And IT," he voice faltering, 'if
she asks for the poor darling, you must
try to command yourself, and say that he
has gone away to stay"
Tom errayed himself IN an old shooting
suit, and went ON tiptoe to his wlre's
room. What an eager light there was In
his bonest face as he approached the bed
and once more saw recognition in the eyes
of his beloved She smiled family and
held out her hand to him, and he took 1t in
his as tenderly as though it might melt
away at a touch.
"Where is little TomY' asked June,
family. II want to see all the family"
Mrs. Treyanion saw the %convulsive
working of Toms face, and FASTENED to
interpose. x.
"He is with his grandmother, darling"
she said, thinking sadly Of June's dead
mother; but June understood, as it was
she should, that he was with Mrs.
Ellesmere.
Fancy Tom letting him out of his
she murmured, and then sank back
tired, and said no more.
That night, as Mrs. Treyanion was sit.
ting by her bedside, thinking she was doz-
ing, June suddenly opened her eyes. and.
with a fixed look, said:
us 1t true?'
rs what true, dearest?"
"Dallasl" uttered June, in a low voice.
Mrs. Trevanion hid her face in her
hands, and the tears fell thick and fast
through her fingers
, 1898-07-15

dead, as she nm
ared times.
All the morning of the 18th she W
about looking like a ghost, with pale lips
and hollow eyes. At noon Tom brought
the news to her. Even he was elated and
interested this time. GLORIOUS news!-
q tremendous victory; our loss compare
lively trihing,"
A m%omentary sense of relief came over
June, to be crossed Immediately by a mis-
giving. "a comparatively trifing loss
20 a nation may mean hundreds of strick-
g homes, hundreds of broken women's
hearts.
She must ask the question.
"The Guards? 2" she faltered.
Tom did not know; no particulars had
arrived yet; this was only a telegram from
The station. But he would ride over him-
self at once; for, even If he had been jeal-
GUS of Dallas, he did not forget in the mo-
ment of danger that he was his cousin,
and was really anxious to hear of his
safety.
The time until Tom returned seemed
ike eternity. Even then the news was
meager. The brunt of the loss had fallen
on the Highland regiments; it was
Thought the Guards had not been active
" engaged.
Mrs. Treyanion was to arrive that even.
hg. She would be sure to know.
Mrs. Trevanion came, armed with the
latest intelligence. She had called in
Downing street before going to the sta
tion, and had heard the last intelligence
from a personal friend. Foot Guards I'M
der fire, but In second line.
The third week of Mrs. Treyanion's
visit was drawing to a close. 1t was a
dull, gray afternoon. June was COVER
ing over a fire; she had a fit of shivering.
and felt more than usually unwell. For
the last few days a l~istless feeling had
crept over her; she had no appetite, and
felt Ill and depressed. She had refused
TO have a doctor, but to-day Mrs. Ire
vanion had insisted, and a servant had
been dispatched TO ummon him.
II wonder" said Mrs. Treyanion, "how
Dallas is getting on? | don't think his
last letter was quite so CHEEKY as usual.
He had looked forward so much to Cairo.
but it seems they are all disappointed
and Disguised with it, and would rather
be in the desert"
oh" exclaimed June, suddenly, with
her eyes fixed on the window, there is
Agnes. | am getting positively to hate
9he sight or her"
Leave her TO me-" observed Mrs. Ire.
~vanien. Il viii talk to her,
A minute later, Miss Ellesmere was
announced. She came in with a longer
face than usual, and in her hand she held
Al orange envelope.
As June saw it, a deadly chill took
possession of her; she shivered violently;
aer teeth chartered in her head.
81 have some dreadful news" said Ag-
ses, fixing her cruel eyes on June's face.
This telegram came for mamma from
Aunt Violet. She was out, and papa
opened Il. Mr.. Broke died of fever last
aight in Cairo"
MTs. EreVanion uttered a cry, then,
starting up, ran to June.
She had turned white as death, and
was falling back senseless in her chair.
CHAPTER XVI
, 1898-07-15
"a KER BRoS- 435 2VENE[

Madge's brightness aud gayety. tempered
by her sympathy for. her cousins distress,
made her presence most welcome to June,
and Mr.. Carslake, whosposseseed a very
kind heart and, considerable tact, was ex-
cellent company for Tom. He was, more
ever, an excellent sportsman, and, with
his host, enjoyed the capital sport which
the place afforded. Madge was exceed
ingly happy. Being neither quite so SEN
%timentally inclined nor so exacting as her
cousin by disposition, she was In no dan
ger of suffering disappointment or dlsil-
lusionment, and was perfectly satisfied
with the very real If Observation-Disclosures
public affection of her lord.
II am sure" she said, laughing, to June,
'any one might think that you and Tom
were bride and bridegroom rather han
Robert and /. AS for Tom, l believe he
must have been taking lessons in the art
of love making, he does it so we'll"
Tom and Madge had made Ut their diff
ferences and were on the old af%fectionate
terms again.
One morning as the four were sitting at
breakfast, the letters, unusually late, were
brought in. Presently the rest of the
company were startled by a whoop in the
old style from Madge, as she started up
and executed one of the pas seuls dear to
the days of her youth, but which she had
~relinquished since she had arrived at the
dignity of the marriage state.
.Madger' demonstrated her husband,
pretending to look shocked, but inward.
ly amused.
-.TLis letter.. cried Madge,
, 1898-07-15
CHAPTER xxv.-fContlnued.)

CHAPTER XXV.-(Continued)
At last a battle was imminent. There
Aad been terrible girdings in the papers
at the long delay; all sorts of disasters
were prophesied; the intrenchments were
observation-disclosures of troops were
marching to the aid of Arabia battle,
even If we were successful, must newt
ably be attended with fearful loss of life.
On the night of the 18th June did not
close her eyes. All night long she saw Tie
picture she had seenA that Zight when
, 1898-07-15
CHAPTER

CHAPTER AANll.
1t was the first week in JAM
Thomas and Lady Nevil werel
their place in the North. lei
terations were being made o
and, indeed, both its master}
shrank from the idea of retA
place where such terrible
befallen them. June had aim
ed her health, though not her
child's death had been a cru9
it seemed to her a sort Of din
ton for having thought too litrS%
in his lifetime.
Six months ago anyone might
have predicted that the boys death
have fallen with ten times more s
on Tom than on June; but such \
the case. Tom was almost cheerful
his wife was a prey to the deepes,
Now Tom only had me objeeA
to devote himself TO June, to 6
affection, earesses upon her, ~
her beyond all doubt how thorotN
entirely she occupied his heart.
June, if she remained sad, thoroug
preeiated his kindness and tenderne
was always ready to reciprocate ]
a gentle aud subdued fashion, very
ent from her gay, coquettish MAI
old. Time would doubtless brin
back, but it would have been stran
unnatural that~she should so SOON
Her heart had returned to its =
glance. Tom was again the on
the world whom she Logged,
existence was necessary 5ad
she thought of her dead
was with the tenderness Of
md she could thank God. Oh
lyi that no word had evel4
between them that might
memory of him or cause her
of self-reproach.
Mr.. and Mrs. Carslake-w
guests. and thoroughly con
, 1898-07-15
The Only Safe Way.

"The walter brought me a cup Of cof'
fee with a fly in it, and | made him
Atake 1t away and bring me another"
\ "You did wrong. You should have
Made him bring you another one and
hike the old one awayf-Gincinnati
Enquirer.
, 1898-07-15

allow hardl'' said June
her eyes and relapsed inO(
The doctors now gave en-
recovery. When she was !
be moved, she was to be tai
side, and, as Mrs. Treya
longer be spared from hon
was to be installed as -he;
"Oh," said Tom, in a me-
Us they sat together afterv
last evening, "what shall
you? I don't believe my
would ever have pulled til,
YOU" :
when she is stronger.
her," answered Mrs. Trd
tears In her eyes. And
about your dreadful loss,
breaking ut first, but it y
closer together afterward.'
looking very kindly at his
"do you feel sufficiently fri,
me to take a liberty Z"
At this Tom jumped up
round to her, seized her hal
fast.
"What In the world Nigh
or do?" And he took thu
her.
you know" said Mrs.
ter a slight pause, when
was so i'll and we did not
it might turn, | woqLA
reproach yourself in
count; but, now that
quite well and stroa
be FL in all ts. es
, 1898-07-15

NO tuIfd pen
lowed to come betM
wife. The cause of mosN
standing between you ann
been the interference of M
Yes, yes said Tom, heC
sure you are right. But | THU
Agnes. it was what you wol
of tact more than anything
ever seeinsSthe expression
his friends fac, SLau1
again. No one-nothingS
between my wife and me.
she gets well, she shall haY,
own way"
Mrs. Trevanion smiled. 4
will find she said, that Jund
ly to be spoiled by too much Xxi
by the other method. And
sure that a man as good and
are ought to make any reasoni
happy, aad will do so when |
self"
oh" cried Tom, deprecati
say anything about me! I'm
sort of chap, I'm afraid!"
mo, you are not" said NJ
ion, smiling and putting out
him. But you are none tn
being modest, and when | q
with you again | know l shall
happiest couple in the world.
And we will be, thanks to
Tom, feryently, still gIasping
1T will be thanks to the n
qualities of both Of you, and
ing no one to Interfere" ans
Trevanion, kindly.
, 1898-07-15

CHAPTER XXVT.
Lady Nevil vas carried upstairs to bed
, 1898-07-15
Natural Enough

Filmore-Wonder what has come
Nell Handel? A week ago she
fouldn't look at Nat Tyres, and nov
be is always with him.
4 Hilton-Yes; he swapa61 bill
wheel for n D. hers
, 1898-07-15

lthen closed
2ce.
Bope of her
kenough to
ito the sea-
could no
Frs. Bryan
rise.
|holy voice,
Iner on the
io without
little girl
Ugh but for
must tell
with
IN you talk
i'll be heart
draw you
And now"
rieved face,
Ply to allow
md, coming
and held it
you not say
hair beside
evanion, af.
poor darling
which way
JOu "
her ac-
q to get
7's