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The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1899-09-26
A DOCTORS
Success With Grippe.
He preseribes BRAZILIAN Balm,
Which not only effects cure III the most
critical cases. but is the only known remedy that
leaves nS evil results behind.

Miss Emma Rockwell of Kewauee, Ills. writes Under date
of January 25 "y mother 70 years Of age mas been
very, very sick with Grippe Her head ard lungs af-
feced The fever upto 10s legees The doctor gave
very little hope, but ordered give Brazilian Ealm
all the time. This stood first among the medicines Nothing
seemed loosen her Cough and reduce the fever like the Balm
Although the Pneumonia and her crti
CAL brought her through all right IT. is certainly ven-
derfu remedy, chief reliance in tie family ali thnk
could rot keep house without it."
claim Gppe without leaving
effects We the claim the wrecks Of crpF'
health full OF sua wrecks today soPs
Asthma ur bad Kidneys aad all broken Gown
from the completely prescriptions and other
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and 90 bottle The SOobole months nee OF oS'ess
Tablets. tk bes tonic builder world
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Omaha daily bee., 1899-11-26

where he found one OF the elephants eating
up whole peanut without Offering any to
the other elephants. He spoke to him and
the elephant looked ashamed, but went on
crunching the peanut. So Harry gave him a
piece of the charity cake and another pea
nut which he had picked off the ground.
If Central park we're to be deserted ten
years by people, birds and beasts when they
returned to 1t they would find where the
menagerie and bear caves and bird houses
had been lofty peanut trees would be waving
their beautiful green limbs. Don't tell me
that peanuts don't grow on trees, for know
bettcr. If chestnuts grow on chestnut trees
and walnuts on walnut trees, OF course 1t is
reasonable to suppose that peanuts grow on
peanut trees.
As soon as the elephant had eaten the cake
he broke open the peanut and politely offered
half of II to his companion beast. And the
latter grabbed 1t without so much as thank
you.
Harry had now learned all he wanted to
know about the properties of the cakes. He
was a little sorry that he hadn't kept a
malice cake that he might have given a
piece to one of the gentle deer. He was sure
that it would have developed the temper of
a tiger in minute. But I'm glad he didn't.
There are enough tigrsh tempers in the
world without adding to them.
On Fifth avenue there dwells man who
is as rich as king in fairy book. And he
was as mean as he was rich and wouldn't
Omaha daily bee., 1899-11-26

I give cent to poor man even on Christmas
day. Harry knew him by reputation and II
| had always worried him to think that with
so many poor peoole as there were in the
city this man should hang onto his money
| with such tenacty. There's another big
word, but If you suppose that I am going to
| give up big words just because you won't
need them for year or two you're mistaken.
| A big word is only made up Of several little
words and II you learn few now you'll have
that many less to learn in the years to come.
This rich old man was as cross as he was
mean. He would not let little boys run
| around in his front yard or play railroad
| in his balconies. He used to make the serv-
ants of his servants drive them off. For,
| although he was very mean to Others he de-
MED himself nothing that money could buy,
! and he had servants for his servants, so that
his servants would have nothing to do but
| wait on him. OF course Harry never played
| on his balconies because he lived in fiat
! and had fire escape Of his own to play on.
| but he did think it hard that the poor little
| ragamuffins that sometimes sweep down on
| Fifth avenue from the side streets could not
have little Innocent fun if they wanted to-
Harry wanted to give the old man some
of the cake, but how to make him eat it he
did not know
That afternoon he waited near the palace
of the rich man until his coach and eight
came up from his office. He had made his
money selling soap and he rode to and from
his office in greater style than that shown
by the president of the United States. He
had an opalescent coach drawn by cream
colored horses and there was nothing on
Fifth avenue that could approach it for ele-
gance
AT precisely 6 o'clock the rich man drove
up to his palace and three servants in livery
dropped from the coach to open the door.
Then ten mere came from inside the palace
with silken awning upheld on golden
poles, which they held aloft so that the
great man would not get sunstruck on his
way into the house.
Now Harry had heard that the only way
to the old mans consideration was through
his vanity. He had invented his soap him
self and had built his fortune up from one
cake, which he made and sold when he was
boy, and he liked to think that it was
the best soap ever sold. Well, OF course.
Omaha daily bee., 1899-11-26
TALES OF YANKEE FNCHANIMENT.
"THE CAKE OF CHARITY"
BY Charles Battell Loomis
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copyright, 1899, by Charles Battel Loomis)
Harry, the boy who sometime before had
had an experience with escaped wolves, was
In the habit OF taking long walks by himself
In order to acquaint himself with his native
city, New York. Country boys generally
know all the points OF interest for miles
around their home. but city children often
grow UP without knowing much about their
town beyond the few blocks that lie in their
neighborhood. This is certainly to be re-
GREETED in a city like New York. which is
full OF the most interesting localities. But
Harry, thanks to the protection OF the lion
who so often accompanied him, knew New
York from the Battery up to the Harlem
river.
One day he was out walking on Fifth
avenue, which as you all know, is the most
famous etreet of residences in America.
There are few shops on upper Fifth avenue,
and so when Harry passed a bakery at the
corner of Sixty-ffth street he was much sur
prised and turned back. He had passed the
spot hundreds of times before but had never
noticed II. He happened to have some epend-
ing money in his pocket and he went into
the store.
! what sort OF cake have you, IL you
please?" Those of you who have read the
other stories will remember that Harry was
extremely courteous. He always took off
his cap when he met an acquaintance in the
street, and he often took it off in the house
without being asked to by his mother--and
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II you have any younger brothers you will
appreciate that statement.
There was very tall, thin young
woman behind the counter. She had 1axen
jhair and pink cheeks and blue eyes, and
Harry thought she looked like doll come
to life The counter was heaped with all
sorts OF strengthening cakes of pretty
shapes and colors, and all of them were
covered with frosting. Cake without frost
ing is much worse than an egg without salt,
and this young woman knew it.
II have charity cake, malice cake, good
nature tarts. aud so forth"
Harry thought the names were amusing
and he bought two of each kind of cake
mentioned.
Are they wholesome" said he, which was
funny question for live boy to ask.
Very" answered the girl, as she wrapped
them up in sheet of pink paper with a
beautiful fairy story on one side of 1t. "If
you're stiugy the charity cake will make you
generous. If you're cross the good-nature
cake will make you pleasant, but the malice
cake is not good for children, and II you
like I'll buy it back. I'll give you cents
q cake for it,.
AS Harry had paid but / cent apiece for
the cakes, he was only too glad to sell the
malice cake at profit Of cents. Boys
sometimes develop the trading instinct very
early.
After he had sold the cake he bought five
more malice cakes at / cents apiece, and
then she bought them back at 5 cents apiece,
so that he received % cents for them.
How do you expect to make any money
If you sell your cakes at so much less
than you pay for them?"
81 don't wish to make money ON the malice
cakes"
Then why do you bake them?"
II don't bake them. My baker bakes
them
but why does he bake them II you don't
wish to sell them?"
Because he hopes I will sell them"
"And why don't you sell them?"
Because ] don't think they ought to be
eaten"
Harry was just going to ask her why she
baked them then when he realized that
they would go on talking all day long IL
ne did not stop so he walked out of the
shop with his cakes, after bowling graciously
to the girl.
He had read "Alice in Wonderland" that
treasure book for all bright children, and
SO he thought II was best not to eat any
OF the cakes himself. He would try them
on the animals in the park instead.
The menagere is only a short distance
from Sixty-ffth street and Harry soon
found himself in front OF his lions cage.
But the big beast had the toothache and
he was so out of sorts that he was ashing
his tail and growing in a way to inspire
awe. Harry went over to him and spoke
in a low tone and the lion stopped his tail
lashng long enough to look at him and
wink, but he was suffering too much to
care to see his playfellow. So Harry
handed him one OF the good-nature cakes
and the lion ate and in moment he had
forgotten his toothache and was chasing
his tail around the cage,
Harry was pleased to see how the cake
worked and went into the elephant house,
Omaha daily bee., 1899-11-26
MAW JOINS THE CLUB.
MINNEAPOLIS Journal.

My nav has Joined some woman's clubs,
an amt doin' thing
But havin' just the bulliest time I've ever
I go out every day and play all around the
neighborhood,
An no one tells me when I start, "Remem-
ber, now; be good
If feel Ike it, l behave, an If don't I'm
tough
An when the other kids get gay give their
ears cuff
For I'm the whole thing round here now an
| amt no cheap dub
since my nav went down town one day an
Joined a womans club.
I can't spend time to go to school; l have
to stay at home
An mind the bell an take the cards of vis-
itors that come
It's heaps of fun to meet a lot of ladies at
, the door
An tell 'em that my nav is not a livin
here no more.
L CAB about my paw and me, an sometimes
almost de
To see em wiggle round an try to find the
reason why;
I spose they think she's been divorced, an
all that f1ub-a-dub-
1 tell you, lifes picnic since nav Joined
a womanS club.
My paw an I get dinner now down to
restaurant,
An he's as good as he can be an gives me
what | want;
L have ice cream-all / can eat-an' oranges
an such,
An every night I eat enough, paw says, to
kill the Dutch;
1 get plum puddn', pie an cake, an coffee
strong an black,
Just like the kind they bring to paw an
he don't send it back.
/ like to live like this, you bet, we have
such bully grub.
An / shant kick If my nav goes an joins
another club.
Omaha daily bee., 1899-11-26
LINCOLNIANA FOR BOYS.
Some Interesting Stories of 4
Martyred President.

Martyred President.
II was born with an intense love for the
stars and stripes whatever their condition
or wherever they may float" said the cap
tain; but there is one flag that reverence
above all others. and that always seems
to be sacred, sentient thing. / was a
member of the Treasury regiment "a COM
pany made up of the employees of the Treas
ury Department. and 1t was the flag belong
ing to our regiment that was borrowed to
decorate President Lncon's box at Fords
theater, that fatal night of April IA, 1865.
You will remember that in Booths attempt
to jump from the box to the stage, after
the cruel shot had been fired, the flag moved
a little forward, caught in his spur, and
was thus responsible for the fall which re-
suited in his broken leg and consequent
capture.
II can tell you We boys never lost our
reverence for that piece OF striped bunt-
ing. 1t always seemed to us to have be-
come momentarily clothed with life,
and to have reached forth to do what it
could to avenge the death OF it's beloved,
martyred protector.
at is something to have lived through
those throbbing, pulsing days at Washing
ton during the early spring time OF 1865,
WHeH every HOHeHl was tense Win eNclte-
ment; but of all the emotional strains I
ever experienced, none eclipsed that upon
the occasion of what have always taken to
be Lincoln's last public appearance before
the night OF his ssassnation-although l
have never seen it so set down in the books
That was on April 5, just ten days before
his death, News had arrived OF the fall
OF Richmond, and the ringing OF bells and
beating OF drums had brought out an inn
mense concourse Of people before the White
House. Lincoln appeared at one OF the
upper windows and gave utterance to few
simple words OF thanksgiving and graft
tude. Then some obscure person in the
crowd family struck up the doxology. other
voices Joined in, and the simple old hymn
coon swelled to a mighty chorus that seemed
TO fill all the intervening space between
earth and heaven, and made one think OF
the music OF the spheres. 1t was some
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me, what suffering there Is in this city.
Bring me my bags of gold, and you, boy,
jump In with me and we will visit the poor
and do what we can to relieve them"
Harry was overjoyed. He jumped into
the coach. The servants who were too as
tonished to speak, hurried out with bags
OF gold until the floor and the front seat
were piled up with them,
Then the millionaire told the coachman
to go where Harry wished, and as the boy
was familiar with the quarter of the city
where aims were most needed. they were
soon speeding down town.
AS they came near to the squalid portion
Of the town the old mans face glowed with
sweetness. ITO think that never realized
what l could do with my money before'
said he. "This is better than making soap
or selling it, for it will be making happi-
ness-by wholesale. Won't it, my boy?"
said he to Harry.
"Yes, sir,' said the lad, and strange to
say, his eyes glistened, although he was
anything but baby.
Then Harry developed a new power. He
found he could tell at a glance who deserved
help and who did not. All the evening they
drove from house to house and Harry dis
trbuted the money until the last bag was
emptied and the last woman murmured her
thanks. ,..
And If they had done nothing else, the
spectacle of the beautiful horses and the
gorgeous coach would have been good one
for the poor people, who seldom saw any
thing finer than a junk wagon in the way
Of an equpage.
The beautiful thing about the cake was
that it's effect never wore off. The elephant
to this day divides his peanuts with his
companion. The big lion is still good tenn
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| thing more than singing-rather the spon-
taneous expression of the passionate senti-
ment of universal humanity, and moved the
heart Of the great president as nothing else
could have done.
Lincoln was, by the way, always fond
Of the simple homely songs that appeal
directly to the common heart. In those days
a little gospel hymn that had just come
out, called My Mission was his especial
favorte. I happened to sit very near him
one evening at a patriotic meeting. 1t was
during the very darkest days OF '64, and
he had preferred to sit in the audience,
leaving other dignitares to occupy the
stage. AS preliminary to the speech
making, Philip Phillips came out and in his
tender, sympathetic voice sang:
If you cannot on the ocean
Sail among the Swiftest fleet,
Rocking on the highest bilows
Laughing at the storm you meet;
You can stand among the sailors,
Anchored yet within the bay,
You can lend a hand to help them
AS they launch their boats away
land on to the end.
Lincoln listened with bowed head and
solemn countenance, and continued buried
in thought long after the last strain had died
away. Presently he took a little scrap of
paper from his pocket, scribbled something
on it and handed it to an usher To the
great surprise OF the audience, after the
speech making, Mr.. Phillips came out and
sang exactly the same song, verse for verse,
as he had done before 1t was only later
that 1t became known to mutual friends that
it was at the request Of the president.
"The following stanZa was the one that
naturally most appealed to him and seemed
to voice his opinion of the part he had to
play in the great moving events of the
times:
off you cannot in the conflict,
Prove to yourself a soldier true;
If where fire and smoke are thickest,
There's no work for you to do,
You can cheer the broken hearted.
Strengthen those with courage fed,
You can bear away the wounded,
You can cover up the dead
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pered and the old man and Harry rode
around New York night after night until
there was not worthy poor person In the
city who had not been helped But I think
that II the old man had given them all tick
cts to the country and a small piece of
ground when they got there he would have
done better yet
One day met Harry and / asked him why
he didn't try to get a piece of cake that
would make it impossible for people to be
poor and miserable, and he Immediately ran
off to the bakery to try and find some. But
there was no bakery there. If he'd ever had
chance to get such cake he had lost it..
He thought that the baker had moved some
where else but / think she had given up
business. No one can buy at heavy loss
and be successful and those malice cakes
were her ruin.
Omaha daily bee., 1899-11-26
PORTRAITS OF CHILDREN.
De MonveIs Great Collection for the
Paris Exposition.

De Mowers Great correction tOr the
Paris Exposition.
Boutet de Monvel, the distinguished French
painter of childrens portraits. returns to-
morrow for a second visit to America.
You see my studio empty" he said "but
many of my pictures have gone to Vienna
not Berlin; l would not exhibit in Berlin
to Vienna-where they are to have room
by themselves in general exhibition"
But on his studio wall is one of the beau-
tful Donoremy frescoes which in itself fur
nishes the room. All the brilliant court
of Charles VII are assembled, the king alone
in a simple velvet gown fur-trimmed, the
only dark note in the picture, which dis
guise fails to deceive Jeanne dare, who
kneels unhestatngly before the Dauphin of
France.
"You can't imagine" said De Monvel,
"what pleasure l take in executing all the
detaile of these stuffs and tapestries. / have
worked at this fresco most of the time since
my return from America. My intention Is
to make them as decorative as possible and
as much like old missals."
The result is 80 successful that but for
the remarkable freshness of color they might
be mistaken for some huge illuminations
of the fifteenth century, recently discov-
cred.
America is now the only place where peo-
pie are willing to spend large sums of
money for works of art De Monvel went
on in talking. But the picture dealers take
advantage of this too often. Rosa Bon
heur's pictures, for example, will not be
worth anything in another twenty-five years
and Americans have paid big prices for
them"
During the summer NJ. de Monvel has
son, and one of Renachs con, the nephew
of Joseph Reinach, who lost his decoration
of the Legion Of Honor because of his con-
duet during the Dreyfus trial. He takes with
him to America a portrait of Emmons
Blaine, boy of or 10, seated with vol
ume on his knees Of De Monvels Jeanne
dare, whose varied colors make pleasing
contrast with the subdued delicate tones
OF the picture, which was began last year
in Chicago and finished in Paris
Boutet de Monvel's most recent work Is
a group OF Breton children in the open air
The boys lie about on the grass after the
manner OF the Brittany fishermen. who look
upon the time spent on land as the resting
time from the struggles and hardships at sea;
and the girls stand about, their sober faces
bent under their white colts toward the
roll of knitting in their hands-matrons al
ready. preoccupied with womanly duties.
This is one of series of Breton studies
which De Monyel Is preparing probably to
exhibit in 1900. In New York he is to paint
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fresh that he broke off large piece from
each one. First he ate the good nature
cake, and he had no sooner done so than his
face beamed with sweetness and he patted
Harry on the head and said: my little
man, you are a good fellow to be so thought
ful. I never ate such delicious cake. II
you will bring me some more tomorrow 1
will buy it of you-provlded you sell 1t
at the wholesale price. Then he took a
bite Of the charity cake and in an instant
he smote his forehead and said: Mercy
Omaha daily bee., 1899-11-26

among others the portrait of the senator
from Montana, Clark, and that of his little
granddaughter, Miss Culver.
Omaha daily bee., 1899-11-26
you know that all soaps are the best. II

you know that all soaps are the best. II
you don't believe it read the pretty adver-
tisements in the back OF the magazines
Harry had very engaging manner, and
when the great man stepped out of his
coach he walked up to him and, removing
his cap, he said in tone of excessive sweet
ness, unmixed with servility: "Mr. -.
l have always used your soap. and that is
why l am such a clean little boy. (Which
was the TRUTH Please take a bit OF my
cake, which is the only way OF showing
how much | like your cakes of soap"
The millionaire was tickled. The boy had
not asked him to give but TO take. and that
is always an easy thing to do-for some
people. The cakes looked so pretty and SO
The Appeal. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. ;) 1889-19??, 1899-10-28
THE BRITISH VAR OFFICE.
rHE LoosENEss or ORGANIZATION
Wasteful Methods Also Prevail, Ac-
cording to the story OF an
Old Attache.

In my times (and even now discern
no great difrefencel some departments
were overmanned and some were under-s
manned, says q writer in the LONDON
News. The entire star Of some room
ldled and played for days, while another
room was Overwhelmed with work, half
Of which need never have been done at
all. Evolution In its course might be
studied to advantage by eminent natural
ists in Pail Mall. for the war office is
full Of rsld:mentary appendages which die
very slowly Of disease. The members en-
ployed were supposed to compose staff
and rumors Of wars arose some men still
continued doing nothing with dignity,
while others shaved ats5the unnecessary
from Ill till 3 O'clock. or perhaps later.
Even when the Office was In the agony of
delivering half brigade with half its
transport, "a, staff officer could still be
found to write No Remarks" on papers
with which his branch had ceased to
have anything actual to do for half a
century. :; Is. s4
"The writer's Of copyists, who alone
were paid for their overtime. continued
with trained intelligence in appearing
busy, 20 put of working till overtime be-
gan. When they had really done there
another hours overtime at tenpence an
hour was made as they sat around the
fire smoking and discussing their SUI
periors or the music halls. In one room
~ was cred1bly informed boxing gloves
were kept, in another foils: In one de-
partment the juniors Second division
clerks and writers) had invented a par
ticularly enhancing game, which consist
ed in putting three or more candles in q