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The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09
out of the emptiness of the stomach
tha thnnnht ntterath itself

out of the emptiness of the stomach
the thought uttereth itself. "
Il know I've been what people call "a
born fool but / said would take the
: risk. If l die. Eben will never know
why. He may come back some day, and
drop few tears on my grave, and per-
haps remember the pleasant hours we
had before the trouble came between
us. And how the neighbors will ex-
claim, when they find l have withdrawn
my bank deposit! They will search
every hole and corner for my hidden
cash, and then bury me at town expense.
Well, l shall never know it."
But Doris did not die. She lived a
day and half without eating, because
she was too proud to run in to any Of
her neighbors' houses, socially, for a
cup of tea.
Toward the end of the second day
Mrs. Gillespie opened the kitchen door
and found Doris weak and shivering
in her little downstairs bedroom, de-
batting within herself whether she
should make friendly visit to Ann
Finney, her next neighbor, where she
would be sure of hearty welcome
warmth and supper.
"Why, Doris Hilburn, your fire is as
dead as Julius Caesar, and you look as
If you were going to have a fever
Whatever in this world possesses yor
to keep so at home? / meant to send
Sarah Jane down to ask you to spend
tomorrow with us, but on second
thoughts decided to come myself"
Doris tried to smile a welcome, ant
rose feebly to start fire with the mex
days share of shingles.
"I'm not quite so clipper to-day" sh'
:, said. drawing forth her little rocking
$ chair for the visitor. II guess I'll be al
: right to-mor--'" she staggered and fel
: forward into Mrs. Gillespie's arms.
That good lady put her back to bed
:" watched her shrewdly as she regaine'
her consciousness, then said: Nov
: lie still, Doris, and I'll light your fir
for you"
=, The little dressmaker murmure,
j. something about ordering coal soor
She meant to be truthful. But Mrs
it Gillespie was already out!n the kitcher
e lifting the stove lids, her suspicion
aroused.
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EDIBLE coFFINS.
Queer Forms of Pastry In the Middle
Ages.

, At very early period the orientals
were familiar with kind of pastry
mixture Of -four, oil and honey, and for
centuries pastry making went no
further, even among the nations in the
south of Europe. But in the beginning
of the middle ages change began to
take place in the method of mixing the
ingredients, and some other substances
were brought into use. Butter, eggs
and salt found their way into pastry
making, and the result was manifest
improvement. Paste next came to be
used as an inclosure for meat, seasoned
with spices, etc. Afterward it went a
step further, the next use being for the
inclosure of creams, fruit, preserves,
etc, and later still it began to take the
many fanciful shapes in which it has
since been commonly found. In the
early stages of English cookery the
pastry cases were called coffins or
"coffynes," and were made in various
sizes from "gret coffynes with lowe
liddes" for the "tartes of fflesche," to
the "smalle coffynes" for "tartolettes"
of "fische or fflesche,"' mixed with
"stuf of boylled tigges ground and
good powdure and spices"
Petruchio, in ''The Tanning of the
Shrew," it may here be noted, calls a
title cap "a custard coffin.' These cof-
fins correspond with the "vol-au-vent'
of to-day. The art of making very light
pastry, such as puff paste, is probably
modern one, but pastry of several
kinds was anciently used. For meat
pastry butter was dissolved in boiling
water, and worked into soft mass
with fine flour. AS it cooled it would
set in any form desired. Another paste
of fiaky kind was made very much as
at present, while still another kind
called pam puff, was made of fine floui
and the yolk of egg, no water at all be
ing used. This was for the finer kinds
of confectionery.--G Maga
zine.
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09

Six months after, when Eben Doolit-
tie came back second time from Chi
cago, this time to attend his own we'd
ding, he told Mrs. Gillespie, in a glow
of lover-like confidence, what his bride
had once done for him, and the good
lady smiled and clapped her plump
hands in approval.
NOW | know" she said to herself,
"why Doris Tilburn's buttery shelves
were bare and her kitchen fire out that
cold March day."-Helen T. Clarke, in
Housewife.
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uer early, aud excused herself to do an
errand. She hurried along the quiet
village streets to the business quarter,
and when she met a group of gleeful
schoolgirls joking over the valentines
they were going TO send, she pressed her
hand over little thin book in her mum,
and wanted to skip and laugh as the
schoolgirls did.
The official who waited on her seemed
a little surprised at the nature of her
errand.
"He needn't stare so. have right
10 do what l please with my own"
thought Doris. trife Indignantly. yet
with certain feeling that she was do
ing something woefully unbusiness-like
and impractical.
"I don't care. If I starve, I'll starve.
| will have my comfort out of this, any
way" she said.
Her eyes were so bright and her
cheeks so rosy. that Mrs. Gillespie
viewed her through her spectacles with
wonder.
81 declare, Doris, If you weren't so
sensible and so settled in your ways
l should think you had just been having
an offer-and accepting it. too. You
look as young and handsome as the best
Of them"
Doris laughed. slipped off her hat and
jacket, collapsed into the little sewing
chair. and in another minute was ap'
parently absorbed in Sarah James bias
bands and skirt ruffles.
Don't make it too scant, Doris" said
her companion. "Skimpiness don't pay
when you're making up gingham.'
("Nor when you're sending a valen
tine" said Doris inwardly, with a sud
den thrill of joy.)
The short February day came to ar
end. Sarah James gingham was fin
ished and hung over chair back. ready
for the owner to carry upstairs at bed
time. The troublesome skirt thai
wouldn't "hang" had come right al
last. and was a triumph of cores ant
plaits.
you'll save a day for me in April
Doris, to fix over my black Henriett'
cloth 2" said Mrs. Gillespie inter
negatively.
Doris nodded gayly. She was In I
mood to promise anything.
Here, Doris, you might just as wei
take a couple of these mince turnovers
They'll keep nicely till Sunday"
Doris thanked her, and stepped ou
into the cold, cloudy night. She drey
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09
Ne,, York City n Century Ago.

The first inaugural ball was an i'm
posing affair held in New York city in
May, 1889, and attended by most dis
tinguished company of beaux and
bellies. The glimpse of society of a
century ago is indeed an imposing one,
while the description Of the picturesque
costumes of those days is most fasci-
mating. 1t is recorded that Washington
danced three times during the even
ing, and also that he was exception
ally fond of dancing, liking which
did not desert him until after he had
retired from public life.-Mrs. Burton
Harrison, in Ladies' Home Journal
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"Tnere's some mystery here" she
confded to the poker. as she cleaned
out a few wood ashes. There hasn't
been a coal fire in this stoPs for two
days. Doris looks pinched with hum
ger, and that fainting was bad piece
of business"
She took an old friends privilege of
softly opening the "buttery' door and
glancing along the shelves.
mot a crumb of anything that baby
fiy could make a meal on. Doris is
either out of her mind, and growing
miserly. or else she has put her saw
ings into some humbug concern that
don't pay any dividends except to the
men that run it."
She lighted the fire, then stepped to
the bedroom door.
Doris, as soon as you get warmed
up bit, you might put your night
gown into your little satchel bag and
come right back with me tonight.
Sarah Jane thinks some of pulling mo-
lasses candy after supper. and maybe
the Simpson girls will be over. You
used to be more sociable."
She smiled and gave Doris mother
ly pat on the shoulder.
"What godsend!" thought Doris,
never dreaming that her old friend had
discovered the true state of affairs.
1t was heavenly change when. after
letting the shingle fire down and fas-
tening the doors and windows. Doris
with her "satchel bag" on her left arm
accompanied her good friend to the
home overfowing with plenty.
The merriment after supper was at
its height when there was knock at
the side door.
Eben Doolittle!
Mrs. Gillespie and the girls crowded
around him with hearty welcome. but
Doris sat white and trembling. Why
had he come back so soon? Had his
last venture failed?
He gave her penetrating look as he
came up and took her hand, then said:
81 called at your house, Dor-Miss
Hilburn. and suspected you were here.
wanted to see you-on business"
Her heart was whirling, and her pale
cheeks were growing hot. To relieve
her confusion, Eben began to joke with
Sarah Jane and the Simpson girls about
the candy pulling.
After taffy. pop corn, games and rid
dies, she and Eben were alone for n
minute or two, while Mrs. Gillespie and
Sarah Jane received the long-drawn
leave-t taking of the Simpson girls at the
side door.
Eben came close to Doris.
81 have only minute to speak, and
suppose I am ungallant to the Simpson
girls. but-Doris, do you think I didn't
know who put that blessed money in
my hall that night? I saw you. Doris
from the shadow Of the window where
I was standing. lonely. and weak, and
dispirited. When picked up that en-
velope and saw its contents, under
stood the innocent little forgery, and
l knew that you must still care for me-
oh, how Doris was trembling now!-
81 took that money, vowing that
would make it increase and multiply
for you. 1t is well invested in Chicago
and l have the promise of good pO
sition there. but could not settle
down to it till had made this flying
visit back 10 you. and tried to put mat
ters on the old footing. 1t is not too
late. dear, is it? Shall we not cast th'
old burden of estrangement away for
ever. and"-The side door closed at last
and the steps of their hostess and he
daughter were heard coming along th
entry.
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Then Doris, with rather grim smile,
sat before her kitchen fire with bit of
memorandum book on her knee, and
pencil in her left hand.
Slowly and clumsiiy she jotted down
some items. and gazed at them.
"One-fourth of sack of flour
enough for three bakings, if can man
age to work the dough with my left
hand.
1.-Two quarts of beans, half paper OF
oatmeal and ten pint milk tickets.
six quarts of potatoes. a stump of
dried beef, sugar bowl nearly full. and
four OF five drawings of tea.
zone barrel of coal-enough to last
ten days-and old shingles enough in
the back yard to keep me from freez-
ing when the GOALS gene.
"No rent to pay, and 62 cents coming
to me from Ann Finney.
mot such desperate showing, after
all. Maybe my arm will be well before
every scrap is eaten"
Then she laughed till the tears came.
Everybody will say: How lucky
that Doris has money in the savings
bank! She can live on the interest
while her arm is useless!'
In fact, that is what everybody did
say; and Doris smiled her little grim
smile, and measured her -four and po-
tatoes for each day, doled out her coal
so much for the morning, so much for
highland was ready, for very joy, to
clap her hands if one had not been help
less. Eben Doolittle, prosperous, had
almost passed out of her life. of late
years, except as pensive memory
Eben Doolittle. sick, forlorn and in
debt, called out all the old affection, re-
enforced by maternal pity and yearn-
ing.
And, day by day, the potatoes
dwindled and the flour grew less, while
the crippled hand became no better
At last the final morsel of food had dis
appeared, and Doris scraped the coal
barrel with her left hand.
II have the shingles to fall back on,
she said. "It's lucky l dried good pile
of them in the oven while the coal fire
lasted"
The day after she had eaten her las
saucer of oatmeal. salted instead oi
sweetened, she did not feel so brisk and
so independent of physical limitations
If"outof theabundance of the heart the
mouth speaketh," it is no less true thai
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09
Re NV VALENTINO.

I love you. my charming maiden mine;
I pray you be my valentine.
I'VE loved you long. love you well;
love you more than can tell.
Others may say they love you, too;
Their love is not as mine, so true.
They love you for your face so sweet,
Your lustrous eyes, your dainty feet.
/ love you for yourself alone;
I'll love you when your bearty's flown.
When fare IA wr1nKled, hair grown gray.
when fattering friendshave dropped away
Then, pray be kind fair maiden mine.
BE kind, and be my valentine,
william Anwyl Jones, In Chicago Inte
Ocean,
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Land md n Living

Are best and cheapest in the New South.
Land SO to IS an acre. Easy terms. Good
schools and churches. No billiards. No
cold waves. New illustrated paper, Land
and Living" months, for 10 cents, in
stamps. w. c. RlNEARSON, G. P. A,
Queen & Crescent Route, Cincinnati.
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09
The Governments Domain.

The commissioner of the general land Of
fee has submitted his report to the Secre-
tary of the Interior Compared with last
year, it shows decrease of 3,298 homestead
entries, aggregating 37S,625 acres. Quite
proportionate to this is the falling off in gen.
eral health when no effort is made to reform
irrerularity of the bowels. This can easily
be accomplished with the aid of Hostetter's
Stomach Bitters also remedy for malaria,
dyspepsia, rheumatism and liver trouble.
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09

"Well," said the artist, sharply, TO the
tramp who had entered, what 90 you
want here? Hurry with what you have
to say"
Sir" replied the tramp, with inborn
dignity, 81 did not come here to be in
suited. merely thought to stepin and
inquire if you had any model for your
valentine cupids. If not, desire to ap-
ply for the position. IN. Y. Times.
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09
Likely.

DR.. Smiley-Ah, professor, is your little
one boy or girl?
Prof. y-Why-er-yes. We call it
John. 1t must be boy, think.-Judge.
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09

Lots of men mistake a coarse, harsh voice
for good bass Washington Demo
crat,
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09

slowly near the old brown house that
had attracted her the evening before.
II wonder if it's dark enough yet"
she said, as she fingered in the shadow
of an old elm close by the sidewalk
The house seemed gloomy and silent as
on the preceding night. n
1T won't get any darker if l wait till
midnight, for the moon will be up soon.
/ must do it now or never"
These mysterious words implied no
scheme of burglary or arson, though
the dressmaker's actions verged on
breaking and entering" She glided
to the door and tried it softly. With
the usual depravity of inanimate OBJ
jects, it gave treacherous squeak as
Doris turned the knob, and she fed
swiftly, but not until she had dropped
far inside the hallway small, fat,
white envelope, directed in a big,
sprawling style to
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09

RS. GILLESPIE'S
new skirt would
not come right in
the hanging, and
Doris Hilburn was,
as she expressed it,
$50 worked up"
that she could not
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09

Years of rheumatism have ended with
Cure by St. Jacobs Oil. Cures promptly.
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09

It's difficult for man to check his cred
itors unless he has bank accouat.-Chicago
Daily News.
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09

And lit the light Of days long dead
Twas one that he had sent to her
The year before they were wed
Twas full OF young loves fondest TERMS
without regard to rhyme or sense
Possession dulled, and planted germs
OF mild indifference.
He listened to the words he heard
While shame surprised him with It's dart;
Twas long since he had breathed NWord
Of-love to that lone heart.
Then noiselessly he stepped behind
Her chair, and heard a sob of pain.
His heart cried out: II have been blind!'
And love awoke again
He drew her gently to his breast 49,.
Hekissed and called her Heart OF NINE!
And all the love once more confessed
Told In that valentine.
George Birdseye, in Boston Globe
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09

The eight great water companies
Of London now supply nearly o.000,0G
people with about 1s6.0oo,OO0 gallons o
water day.
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09
A PERFECT HOME SECURED AT LIT
TILE COST.

Joan and
7 h e o dore
s t r iovski,
t m erly
residents of
M i C higan,
but now liv-
ing in Ala
media, West
arn (anada
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09

Two weeks later, Reedville was set
agog by the news that Eben Doolittle,
after rapid recovery, had settled up his
debts and gone west, to make invest
ments that promised to be very profit
able.
'Must ha' he'd q legacy or sc'methin','
said one old crone to'another.
'Borried from Peter to pay Paul,
mos likely" was the answer.
The day after Eben left Reedville
Doris Hilburn's right arm became help
less from a sudden rheumatic attack
She did up her bit Of housework, bu'
cutting and sewing were out Of thu
question.
The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-02-09
EBEN DoOLITTLE.
From a Friend and Brother.

Luckily no one was stirring on that
quiet street, and when Doris was far
enough from the brown house she re-
sumed her ordinary gait. But there
was a turmoil under her little black
jacket. She had burned her ships be-
hind her-and for what?
To crafty a sentimental fancy and
to prepare for herself still longer
years of toll and self-denial. Yet how
she exulted in the thought; He will
get on his feet again and prosper-and
he will owe it all to me, and never
know"
Iron County register., 1898-12-22
CHILDREN AT CHRIsTMAsTDR.
Joy and Mirth to Their Hearts Con.
tent Should BE Tnrestrained on
This Day of Days.

IF there is one day in the year which
rightly belongs 10 the young it is
Christmas day." writes Edward Y.
Box, in the Ladies Home Journal. st
should be given over TO them. there
fore, without stint or reservation And
1 think sometimes that parents do not
always understand this. Il Is right
and all-essential that restrictions upon
the amusements of the young should
prevail in every home. But Christmas
day is the one day when these barriers
ought to be lifted, and the young given
free play. No wholesome liberty nor
indulgence should be withheld from
boy or girl on that day. What of it. my
dear friend. if such liberties do mean
tear here. or a broken chair there?
Suppose the boy is particularly noisy
on Christmas. What Of it? Tell me, if
you can. better sign of strong. young
health than the noise from a boys
lungs! Suppose he does throw him.
self, or even jump or stand, on your
best lounge. and soil or rumple your pet
tidyi Pass over il, don't notice ii, but
let the boy have his Christmas day.
And If the little girl does insist uI.on
putting her sticky candy fingers on
your dress what of It? Let her romp
and tear all over the house. Give her
the joy of feeling that for one day tie
house is hers in every nook and corner
of it. Let her put her smutchy little
hands on the white paint of door or
wall. know home, my dear woman.
where the marks of four little
smutchy fingers may be seen any day
on the white paint of a door, and they
are treasured above the costliest orna-
ments in that house. Nothing could an
duce the mother Of that home TO wipe
off those fnger-marks, and gayly would
her heart sing if the little fingers that
put them there could make others all
over the doors and windows OF that
house. Let each one of Us VINO
can. give freedom and zest TO the dear
est treasures of the Christmastide; the
Young barbarians of our homes. God
bless them, 1 say May each child in
this land of ours have Christmas day
this year fashioned after it's OWE
heart"
Iron County register., 1898-12-22

rich in conveniences and comfort, ana
happy. That was a beautiful snow
storm, but its best beauty for us waR
keeping you home day. I feel now
as IL I wanted to get mp a splendid
Christmas dinner and share IT and our
happiness with some one else who is
less fortunate than we are.
Mr.. Jones smiled. He, too. had
thought few days before that they
ought to share their Christmas with
friends, but he had checked the inn
pulse with the thought that with the
babies and Bridget's Incompetence il
was no use TO try; it wouldn't pay.
But with the new spirit and atmos-
Phere that had begun to develop in his
home his heart went out in generous
feelings towards others: 50 true is 1t
that happy homes are the seed-beds Of
kindness for the world.
There is your cousin John with his
wife and two children, and my cousin
VIII with his little ones Both of them
are struggling along with small sal
aries and I suppose the last thing they
would think of would be an invitation
from US TO dinner. Shall we invite
them? II so, viii go TO the city this
afternoon If there is train. and invite
them and lay in special stock of good
things for the OCCASION
As il proved, there was train about
three o'clock; and the man who went
TO the city on it, bound on his errand
of kindness, was an entirely different
man from the petulant, moody, dis
l., - Il
morning. And the final outcome OF the
whole matter was the happiest and
best Christmas that the Jones family
had ever known--Helen E. Starrett, in
Chicago Interior.
Iron County register., 1898-12-22

She stood behind q little group OF children
poorly clad,
Who gazed upon some wondrous show q
shopman's window had;
And as they wished for this and that and
pointed here and there,
The fairy took me by the hand and tossed
her golden hair,
And standing on her little toes she whis-
pe-ed in my ear
The sweet request that should bless these
little children here
Within my inmost soul felt that must
DO her Will
] bade her tel them what I knew their
little hearts Woald thrill
Thus each small waif became the owner
o. the iozged-for toy,
And sweet Il was to know that I had
brought them Christmas Joy.
I stole away and left them with their
happy faces there,
And wandered through the busy streets TO
breathe the spruce-rich air
Not long il was. felt those fingers steal
ing through my own:
Ny fairy had come back again, those eyes
were hers alone
she smiled with tender sweetness. and her
cheeks were rosy red:
''Yo1 were 50 kind to me, good sir. 10 do
Just what ] said
I want to show you how make this good
old city glad.
And how I carry Joy and peace TO hearts
so often sad"
lowed where she led;
Above the ci1y's twinkiing lights we rose
and onward sped
Beyond q shadowy spire we met old Santa
Claus sleigh,
And took a seat behind him as the reindeer
Rrang away.
From house 10 house we few. the while the
fairy laughed with giee,
And squeezed the good old Santa's hand:
wished that I were he.
How danced her merry eyes so bright, the
good old saiat to aid,
For as be filed each stocking small, q
present she, too, made
Then as the midnight chimes rang out. we
left the King OF Snow,
And hurried OF to other homes vhe-s
Santa could not go
Upon each sleeping face my fair companion
left kiss.
That when the sleeper woke he should re-
member only this,
That he had dreamed happy dream that
vanished not with night,
But fingered with the Christmas mornings 8
glad and blessed light.
Again the fairy clasped my hand, this time
10 say farewell
Before 1 60 i am quite sure my name 1
ought 20 tell.
And why ] am SO happy on this night OF all
the year.
-'Tis Christmas day that's dawning; see. its
light is drawing near.
And soon twill be my birthday, sir, for
am Love. you know.
And Love was born on Christmas day, two
thousand years ago"
Arthur Cleveland Palmer, in ~. Y. Sun