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The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15

of the fact that the dinner dishes were
awaiting her.
did you ever know old Abram Mel
son, of Nelsonville?" 1 asked, willing
to indulge her wish. Its a long time
now since he died-18 years"
eyes, We knew him. 1t vas part of his
farm We rented after he died." the man
made response.
l could not restrain a smile at his
clumsy way of putting it, but before
l could ask another question the wom-
an came up to where L was standing
and gazed earnestly into my face.
Zach, Colt! It's true!" she ex-
claimed, clutching my arms. Its Mel,
little Mel! Ach Colt, knew it,"
Then her excitement ended in a flood
Of tears. 1 gazed down at her in as
constituent, and as 1 looked recollec-
ton came to me.
why, surely, 1 used to know you,"
I said, smiling down upon her. You
must be Sarah. You used to work at
Grandfather Nelson's when I was a
small boy, and took care of me during
my visits
''Ach, see! he knows mel" the woman
exclaimed, turning toward her husband
HE would not forget Sarah! So, so.
After so long a dime. Ach, my! And
now you are a man, and hat growed so
big!"
I really should have explained before
that my name is Nelson Conway. Ihad
been rather a small, puny child, and my
grandfather called me Little Mel.
Soon Jake went about his business
harvesting the oats. Sarah and l sat
all that afternoon under the cool shade,
talking about old times
My parents had been dead many
years, and it was something new in my
experience to be petted deferred to
and made much of. Sarah took up the
acquaintance just where it had been
broken off Is years ago, and seemed i'm
bued with an augmented alteration for
me.
I felt there was one true, loyal soul
in the world whom I could depend on,
| and, in the natural desire for sympathy
and consolation, recounted to her all
my troubles, including the circum-
stances connected with the bank rob
berry AID the suspicion under which
had groaned in spirit for year now
ut seems as though [ were fated to
carry that load to the grave I re-
marked, despondingly.
Zach, no. indeed you Won't. Don'd
you feel pad aloud it, Mel. You see it
come right. Let dem come to me-"
Sarah continued, waxing indignant,
''let dem come to me. dell dem if a
grandson of Abram Nelson is a thief
And dey find out some day."
| Her assurances comforted and en-
couraged me very much. For 1 knew
my life had been honorable and square.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
TOO EMOTIONAL
She MistOOl< an IcehOuse for the
Tomb of Washington.
ITO BE Continued

She MistOOk an IcehOuse for the
Tomb of Washington.
If the men who become the objects OF
hero worship could see the evidence of
the feeling they inspire, they would
possibly be even more reconciled to
leaving this sphere for any other, bet
ter or worse. Sometimes they d - know;
and then they need to exerci e album
dant charity.
An American who has lived much
abroad says that he was present, on one
occasion, when a country woman of his
own met a famous poet. She saw the
object of her idolatry. She rushed for
ward and struck an attitude.
And is it possible" she cried, dra-
matically, that look upon Brown
ing?"
One feels that DR.. Johnson, in the
same circumstances, would have re-
marked, grufly: Don't be a fool,
madam"
Again, there are times when pathos
is showered only upon the dead. T. F.
Silleck says that on one of his holiday
excursions he visited Mount Vernon,
and there, in the grounds, he came upon
a middle-aged lady, kneeling before a
building at some distance from the
monument She was bathed in tears.
Mr.. Silleck walked up to her, and asked
if she were in trouble.
mo, sir" said she, thank you very
much. am not in trouble, but my pa
triotic feelings overcome me when L
gaze upon the tomb of the Father of his
Country"
Il quite understand" said Mr.. Silleck,
gently, ''but, my dear madam, you have
made a mistake. This is not the tomb
of Washington. 1t is over yonder. This
is the icehouse."
And drying her tears, the lady moved
quietly away.-Youth's Companion.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15

THE station agent down at the depot
said that perhaps I could get you to
take me over to Jacksonville. VIII you
do ftp"
well, bud we're just at de oats" Mr..
Hunsicker said.
81 am willing to wait until after sup
per, which will not interfere with the
harvesting. You will be we'll paid fer
your trouble"
Hereupon the rather shrill voice of
woman came from the inner room.
She spoke in Pennsylvania Dutch, but
was able to make out that her words
conveyed a command for her husband
to comply with my request. She also
added that he should not offer to do the
work too cheaply.
I smiled as 1 recognized in this one
of the provident traits of a Pennsylvania
Dutch farmers wife.
"I'll pay you WELL" reiterated.
''I guess you should gif me feefty
cent" Mr.. Hunsicker said, in a doubt
full manner, as though he really did
not expect to receive that amount, but
was determined to get all out of me
that he could.
cit is settled, then, that you take me
over. Well not quarrel about the terms.
Allow me to rest here under the cool
shade the remainder of the afternoon
and give me some supper, and you shall
have a dollar"
The farmer was quite overwhelmed
by my munificent offer, as was also the
hitherto unseen female. For the wom-
an peeped from behind the door of the
kitchen to have look at me.
bowed to her, and she acknowledged
my salutation by coming forward.
81 guess you hat no dinner" she said,
in hospitable way.
The truth was, had had none, and,
being rather healthy, was not sorry
to be ushered to the table, where I
was bountifully supplied.
During the meal the woman favored
me with many searching glances, which
1 attributed to her curiosity.
After I had finished my repast we
again returned to the front porch.
'You have nice place here" said,
handing the man cigar. 'The house
is new, is it not?''
"Aboud fife year DID," he answered;
and then his wife took up the conversa-
ton.
eve rented farm ofer at Jacksonville
for long dime. Bud We nefer had no
childrens, so We safed some money and
bought dis farm" she said.
The woman was eaUer for q little COS
sip, and was bound to have it, in SPITE
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
No Terrors. for HIM.

Mortal" said the guide, in a sepuI-
ehral voice, to the blindfolded candidate
whom he was conducting in a slow and
solemn march around the darkened hall,
you are now approaching an ordeal
that will test your fortitude to the ut
most"
go ahead" answered Mr.. Meeker,
alphabetically. 81 think can stand it.
1t isn't anything to what I'll catch when
go home Chicago Tribune.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
ShOrt-Si&hted.

He-It is strange how frequently in
ventors fail to realize the Importance of
their own work.
She-What is the particular instance?
He-Why, here is a statement that
the inventor of the hairpin intended it
to be used simply in dressing the hsirI
Puck
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Quite Right.
81 see there is woman motorman

al see there is woman motorman
now"
We'll, why not?"
''Why mott"
Certainly. IF a woman doesn't know
how to make things hum, who does2"
1t was generally conceded by all who
claimed to know the sex that the point
was we'll taken.-Chicago Post.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Evils of Racing.

Employer (warningly)-I am in
formed, sir, that you attend horse
races and bet on them.
Clerk (coolly)--Iwon 81 900 last week.
Employer (excitedly)-Where dye
get y'r tips?-N. Y. Weekly.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
This Cruel World.

''Rube, amt you thankful you're liV-
imp
'No; got to pay rent"
"Well, you've got good family"
They're down with the measles"
"Wen, you Orter be thankful for the
air you breathe"
Its chuck full of malaria, an can't
buy quinine!' -Atlanta Constitution.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
His SOJHfiOn.

Mrs. FaDsook Cat the children's partly
I declare, little girls and boys of IL
stay up half the night, nowadays!
Mr.. Newlyblessed (absently)-I sup
pose they acquire the habit while they
are bahies.-Puck.
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Cautious.

Bertha-Do you believe in love at
first sight?
Edith believe there are persons
one is more likely to love before she has
had time to get acquainted with them
than afterward.- Boston Transcript.
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Not Particular.

Madge is very anxious that
l should marry into an old family.
Grace-Which one?
Madge-Oh! any old family.-Town
Topics.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15

nger-Hurry over to the mu-
scum, doctor, the glass-eater is i'll.
Doctor-What seems to be the matter
with him?
Messeng er-They say he has pane in
his stomach.-Detroit Free Press.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
So Young. Too.

See this picture, papa. drew the
horse" said four-year-old Willie.
'AhI And who drew the wagon p
asked papa.
''The horse, pa."-Harlem Life.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Refined FIntterx.

She-Whal pretty face your watch
has!
He-I assure you it's rehested beauty.
-Yonkers Statesman.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
hoy vs.. Rec.

A little boy sat on a humble bee
Oh, MY Oh, me!
He laughed in innocent childish glee
Before he sat down, but oh, my, and oh, me-
He arose with yell like wild Cherokee
Oh, my! Oh, me !!
N Y Journal
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Exclaimed.

Mrs. Goode-Why is it that you
tramps would sooner sleep than do any
thing else?
Tramp-Dat's because Nv our retirin'
MISUNDERSTANDING.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15

CaIler-YOur maid is very pretty
girl
Hostess-My husband asserts the OPP
posite.
Caller-Do you know that looks sus-
picious; if I were in your place would
discharge her at once.-Lustige Welt.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Winter Moods.

OF the beautiful snow as it falls from the
skies
The poet is oft heard to sing,
But when on the sidewalk the shovel he
plies
His words have different ring.
Chicago Record.
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Good Reason,

She-Here's an account of a woman
who regained the use of her tongue aft
er 20 years silence.
He-Humph! 1 suppose some other
woman got in front of her at bargain
counter.-N. Y. Truth.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
WEIGHT.

Though much against the watered stock
The honest farmer rails,
He gives the thirsty steer drink
A mile this side the scales
Chicago Journal.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
She Couldn't.

Penelope-ChOlly fell through the ice
yesterday.
Marie-Indeed! Then the ice can't
bear him, either-N. Y. World.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Her Opinion Differed.

Papa-That Mr.. Higgins has hard
face.
Daughter-It never felt that way to
me.-Yonkers Statesman.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Nothing New.

did you read about the clergyman
who is going to preach without pay:'
That's nothing; my wife has been
doing it for years. Chicago Record.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
DON'T BE Oueer.

From ways Of queerness let us shrink
We see from year to year
Those are the queerest folk who think
That other folks are queer.
Chicago Record.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Not the Same Kind.

why do you say he is not in the same
class with the average alderman"
No ore has ever even talked of indict-
ing him Chicago Post.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Natural History.

The chicken hasn't got no song
Like birds dat carol sweet,
He doesn' frow no sweetness roun'
But saves it fob de meat.
-WaShington Star.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Economical.

Claud-They Say old GotroX spends a
great deal of time in your company.
Maud-That's about all he does spend.
N. Y. Journal.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Getting Better.

Patrice-I don't think you will find
another husband like mine in the whole
world!
Patience-The world must be getting
better, then.-Yonkers Statesman.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
The Office Holder

Slight is the change that has been wrought
By laurels on his brow.
They called him Dick or Harry" then,
They call him Mister now.
Washington Star.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Bad COMPANY.

"He said he judged people by the
company they kept"
What did you say?"
81 said 'goodIby.' Pick-Me-Up,
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Can't Helm 1t.

Though time leaves traces on her face
The dear girl can defy it.
No matter what her age may be,
Her lips will still belle it.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
No Change.

The Tourist-How is stealing horses
regarded here now?
Alka:i Iks-As advertising funeral.
yellow Book.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Nothing Strange.

self into trouble by marrying two
wives
THAT is nothing. Many a nan in
this town has got into sufficient trouble
through marrying only one"@Tit-Bits.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
A Pressing Invitation.

She said he was a great big bear,
And, be it to his credit,
He Rugged her awfully then and there,
And she was glad she said it.
Chicago Daily News 3
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
Shifting Opinion. .

This life is ever merry,
Uncertain is, very"
A gay politician once said.
''One day I'm a sinner,
The next I'm a winner,
With halos all over my head"
Washington Star.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15
sIissed Him Ratbex late.

When DR.. Whewell, master of Trinity
college, Cambridge, was tutor he once
invited number of his men to a wine"
AS the entertainments of those days
used to be called. Noticing a vacant
place, he said to his servant: "Why is
not Mr.. Smith here?" "He is dead, sir, y
was the reply. ST wish you would tell
me when my pupils die was the indig-
nant answer.-San Francisco Argonaut.
Plain food suits not dainty appetites-
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15

Be-Why was woman created, any
way?
She-So man could have some one to
blame for his misfortunes-N. Y.
Ledger.
The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1898-02-15

Plain food suits not dainty appetites.
Eliza Tabor.
The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1898-12-15

meaning, but he had no comprehension OF
sympathy for its misery.
He tried to make some sound himself, but
his tongue was as hypnotized as his other
muscles, and refused to obey his will. Yet at
the moment he did not seem to care much.
His wishes were as numb as his tendOns and
sinews. re became shadowly conscious OF
his comrades gathering around him, picking
him up, and carrying him back up the hill,
and laying him down again. This relieved
the sharp pain from the stone under his head
but when they laid him down again his head
fell too low. He heard the murmur of their
voices, and felt their hands searching his
pockets for cartridges.
Consciousness began returning more swiftly,
though the muscles were vet paralyzed. He
could feel to the tips OF his fingers, yet he
could not move them. He began to under
stand the words spoken about him, and COM
prehend their meaning. The first sentence
that filtered its way to his brain was Lieut..
Bowersox's order to the regiment:
1.-THE orders are to fall back quietly.
Well follow the 1st Oshkosh, on our right.
As soon as it is we'll down the hill we'll move
by the right flank, and fall in behind it.
Our wagon is right at the bottom of the hill
Those that are not able to march will start
now, and get in it. 1t will move right after
the regiment. Don't anybody say word of
this above his breath. The rebels are listen
ing sharply for our movements. We dare
not even cheer, for fear they'll find out how
few there are left Of us. All of you keep a
lookout, and follow right after me when /
start, for | won't give any order"
Then all his consciousness seemed to wake
up at once into an agony of fear of being left
behind to fall into the hands OF the rebels
He made a desperate effort to call out, bat
his tongue seemed dry and useless as a corn
husk in his parched mouth, and his throat
The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1898-12-15
Work of the Pension ONCE.

The report of certificates issued for the
week ending Dec. shows
Army invalid: Original, 35; increase and
additional. 5S3; reissue, 10; restoration and
renewal, 50; duplicate. 4; accrued. III;
total. 597.
Army invalid TACT June 81, 1S9oi: Origin l.,
395; increase, lis. additional. 81; reissue,
Al; restoration ami renewal, s.; supple
mentals, 3; duplicate, &; accrued, 1913;
total, S13.
Army widow, etc.: Original. IS: accrued,
?: total. 10.
Army widow, etc. tact June 81, 1S90l:
Original, 2l7; reissue, /; renewal, l.;
supple.nentals, 3; duplicate, 2; accrued,
=; total. 25s.
Navy invalid: Original. 4; increase and
additional, 2; reissue. L; accrued. g.;
total, 10.
Navy invalid (act June 81, $780, Original,
as; increase and additional, 10; reissue. Z;
accrued, 4: total. 81.
Navy widow: Original, D.
Navy widow, etc. (act June q, 1S90),
Original, II;
Indian Wars-Survivors Accrued, 4.
Indian Wars-Widows: Original, s.
Did War-lnval,d; Accrued, 1.
Mexican WaT-SurvivorS: crease and
additional. 8; duplicate, l.; accrued, 3;
total, z.
Mexican War-Widows: Original. 4.
Totals: Original. 1913; increase and adj
ditiona!, 600; reissue. 90; restoration and
renewal, rs; supplementals, 6; duplicate,
Is; accrued. 259. Grand tai, 1850.
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pectation for little while. as the storm oil
battle rose, and the men looked into each
others faces with sickenipg apprehension.
for it seemed much like defeat and capture
Then loud cheers, taken up clear down the
line. rose as Turchn's Brigade. by a swift
bayonet charge, swept away all opposition,
scattered the rebels to the shelter of the
woods, and reopened the way. But the
rebels still continued to fire long-dis;ance
shots at the road as outlined by the burning
fences
Though one Of his team was wounded,
Abel Waite had little difficulty in keeping
his place in column until the burning lane
was reached. The regiments ahead had gone
through on the double-quick, and teams as
fast as they could be dashed.
"What'll we do now?" he called out to
the others in his boyish treble - can't git
these plugs out of walk. II we 90 ahead
tho fire'll bust the ammunition, and send us
all sky-houtin. IL we stop here them rebels
III git us, sure"
''Go a'ead, Habe," growled Wat, after a
moments thought. I'VE can't 'elp you. but
we'll stay WI you. Hif she busts, she busts,
hand that's hall there Ii be hot hit hor hof
us. Well stick by the wagon, though, till
she busts, hand then nobuddy but the crows
III hever find hany hof hus. Go a'ead, you
bloody brat"
"Cut me one O. them young hickories for
a gad, said Abel, pointing TO the brush by
the side of the road, land I'll git as good
time out o these poor brutes as they kin
make, if / skin 'em alive"
Abel dashed his animals with all the
strength of his young arm, and succeeded in
keeping them in something like a trot. The
men ran alongside, and fought the fire as well
as they were able. Several times the wagon
cover caught fire from the intense heat, but
it was at once beaten out by bats and blouses,
The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1898-12-15
From the Battlefield of Chckamauga to the
Hospital I'm Chattanooga.

For short time silence that seemed OPP
pressive followed the fierce turmoil of the
LIST charge of the rebels upon SnOdgrass Hill
and its repulse Both sides had exhausted
themselves in the awful grapple, and had to
regain breath and thought. Then the night
was pierced by the a@onizing groans of the
innumerable wounded, the stern commands
of officers to their men to reform, the calls
of scattered men seeking their regiments and
companies
The sadly-shrunken remnant of the I'M
conquerable 200th Ind. gathered around its
regimental colors, on the front of the crest
OF Snodgrass Hill, and grimly, silently pre-
pared for the next event, whatever it might
lie. The wounds of those still able to fight
were bound up, and they resumed their
places in line. The worse hurt were helped
| or carried back to the busy Surgeon under
the shelter Of the hill The newly dead were
brought up and added to the row of those
who had already fought their last battle
Cartridge-hoxes of both dead and wounded
| were carefully searched for remaining car
tridges. 81 and Shorty were laid together at
the end Of the long row.
| The chill air of the evening began to re-
vive ST and Shorty. Sis brain responded
| long before any Of his muscles. At FIRST it
dreams. There was dim consciousness OF
lying somewhere. Where it was, how he
came there, what was geing on around he
| had not the slightest idea, nor desire to
know. There was just the feeling of being
there, without any sensation of comfort or
| discomfort, wish or longing.
One By one, and very slowly, other nerves
awoke. He became conscious that there was
| a sharp stone or knot under his head, which
hurt and he tried to move it, but queerly
his head would not move, and then he found
that neither would his hands This was
family pulling, as things are in dreams
Then his threat became on fire with thirst,
and somehow there came a dream Of the
deliciously cool we'll on the farm at home,
the bucket covered with green moss swinging
ever it, the splash of the cold water when it
was lowered, the trough by the side where
they used to pour water for the fowls to
drink, the muddy spot around, where water
plants grew on the splashings and drippings.
Then were visions of the eternal parchiHg
thirst Of the damned, which he had often
heard preachers describe, and he was con-
scisus of faint curiosity as to whether he
had died and walked up in the home of tie
lost.
Still not q muscle walked up to obey his
will, and he seemed Indifferent whether il
did or not. Then he forgot everything AGAIN,
antil presently his burning throat recalled
his consciousness
He felt the cold, bracing air in his nostrils,
and slowly, very slowly at first, he began to
bear and understand the sounds around him.
The Shrek of weunaed comrade carried
past, whose leg had been shattered, first
sounded like the hum Of bees, and finally
TOD