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Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-12-22
NUTMEG CRAVINGS
Interesting Items Boiled Down for the
 Benefit of Our Busy Readers.

interesting Items Boiled Down for the Benefit of Our Busy Readers
 Mayor Mulvihill of Bridgeport yes terday reappointed Thomas M. Cullina2 city attorney for two years from Janu- ary i, 1904.
 The state board of examiners met at the capitol yesterday afternoon and decided to open a school of embalming at Yale university January 15 for the benefit of undertakers.
 Kind hearted people, whose sympa- thies. go out to the Olds family, the terribly afflicted parents whose chil dren were burned to death and all their property destroyed. contributed more money to the fund for their relief. The fund is now close to $1,OOO.
 The body of Samuel Mccartney. who disappeared about six weeks ago, was found in Burnside yesterday afternoon by Frank buckingham of Hartford. The body was frozen in the ice in a creek near Long Hill road, which flows into the Hockanum river. Lucking- ham. who had been searching for the body for a week and half, at the re- quest of Albert Mcclellan, a cousin of McCartney's, was attracted to the spot by seeing g cap and overcoat on the bank
 c. Kimmerle about 45 years old, a resident of Collinsville, who lives on Avon avenue, attacked his wife yester- day afternoon about 4:3O o'clock, threatening to kill her with a carving knife. There is a wound on the back of Mrs Kimmerle's head, and it is un- certain whether it was made with knife or a club. She finally broke away from him and ran to a neighbours. When she left I<immerle went into the cellar Of his house and spreading out some dry leaves, which were in bags, saturated them with kerosene and set fire to them. While he was doing this his son notified Deputy Sheriff Stush. who placed kimmerle under arrest Men who were going home from work extinguished the Are before much dam age was done.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-12-22
N. D. o. P. OFFICERS.
Mattatuck and Brass City Lodges Held
 Elections Last Night.

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 Elections Last Night.
 The following officers were elected last evening by Mattatuck lodge, N. H O. P: Junior past warden, E. Gross; warden, Ida M. Payne; vice-warden, Hyland P. Granger; secretary, Herbert Alden; financial secretary, Joseph S. Neill; treasurer, George Condit; chap lain, Hattie Kelley; guide, Ernest Greeve; guardian, John Carley; senti- nel, Paul Rink; trustee for three years, Frederick Gross. An open meet ing will be held February 15, 1904.
 Brass City lodge, N. E. O. F., last evening elected the following officers: F. P. w., George O'Neill, warden, P. J. Slavin; vice-warden, J. F. Delaney; secretary, Miss Fl. Keating; financial secretary, Mrs Julia l.. Slavin; treas urer, Timothy Brennan; chaplain, Katherine Darling; guide, Mrs El1za- beth Grubb; guardian, Annie E. Tot ten; sentinel, Simon Cronin; trustee for three years, Thomas Donahue. Organist, Miss Mamie Fogarty. Grand officers will be here February 1 and an open meeting will be held.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-12-22
St. Francis' Church Burned.

METUCHEN, N. l.. Dec. 22. - St. Francis Roman Catholic church here has been destroyed by fire which start ed from some unknown cause while the children of the parochiaI school were in the church practioing the sing Ing of hymns for Christmas. All of the children escaped without injury. The rectory, which adjoins the church, was also badly damaged by the fire The loss is estimated at about S6.UOG.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-12-22
CHRISTMAS MUSIC.

Masses on Christmas day at St Ann's church will be held at 7:3O, S:3O, 9:30 and 10:45
 At the 10s45 mass the choir will rem der the following program: asCIocboS Ti0tpZ ''
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-12-22
LEHICH COAL

Right into your bin IS where We de- liver the best coal to be had in the city, at the lowest market price. Our Lehigh coal has made many fast friends. This coal contains very little sIate-no dirt. and a clinker is a stranger to it. Give us trial order and we are sure of a permanent cus- toner.
The Savannah morning news., 1903-12-27

ing stones at the laundry windows, and
in token of his regard, Wong Su had
given the little boy a bowl of lily
bulbs which were just sending cut
tiny spikes of green above their
cTingled brown coverings.
Now Little John was returning the
bulbs to his friend to be cared for
until another season of bloom should
arrive.
Take care of my sacred lilies,
please. Wong SUP he begged.
Wong Su smiled. These are not
sacred lilies. Little john" he said;
"the proper name for these is angel
lilies We call them angel lilies in
my country. Would you like to know
how they came by the name?"
Little John clasped Wong Sus hand
in both his own and jumped up and
down in delighted assent.
Ever and ever so long ago." be-
gan Wong Su, lin a part of China
where much of the land is very low
and some of it quite swampy, there
lived a rich Mandarin who had two
sons, Ii Foo and Wing Tung.
Iii Foo was a hypocritical young
man who was very jealous of the
pleasant disposition and popularity of
his younger brother, and he managed
to influence the mind of his father
so that when, full of years, he came
to die he left to Ii Foo the right to
divide his property as he thought
best, depending upon Ii Foo's wisdom
The Savannah morning news., 1903-12-27
KOSHCHEI THE
DEATHLESS
And How Little Sunbeam Learned
Where Its Death Was Hidden in
the Egg Under the Tree.

Best among the Russian folk
lore stories is the one of Koshchei,
the many-headed snake, a fairy tale
which the peasants tell their children
as we tell ours the story of Jack and
the Bean Stalk.
1t runs something this way:
Once upon a time there was a
wicked, many-headed snake of great
size which roamed all over Holy Rus
STA and destroyed the crops and ate
up men, women and little children.
The snake was called Koshchei the
Deathless, because though many brave
men, many princes and knights of
valor went out to kill the creature,
he was proof against all their arms,
and generally ate them up.
The knights lances could not pierce
the scales of the snakes long and
glistening body, and if by chance
their sharp swords cut off one of his
heads another grew in it's place be-
fore you could say Ivan Ivanovich.
One day when Koshchei was roam
ing about like Satan seeking what he
might devour he came upon a little
girl. She was sitting under a tree on
the outskirts of a village and eating
a bowl of cabbage soup, a dish of
which all Russians are very fond.
Koshchei gided up and, rearing his
many heads, rolled his eyes and Kissed
horribly at the little girl.
The cabbage soup smelled so good
that the snake was undetermined
whether to eat the little girl or to
take her soup away from her and eat
that: and while he hesitated the child.
seeing all his mouths open, cried, oh
you must be hungry. Here, have
some Of my soup" And she held out
the bowl toward the horrible creature
without being the least afraid.
Now koshchei was used TO having
people run in terror when he reared
up on his tail and Kissed with his
many mouths. and he stared IN aston
ishment al the little girl before him.
she was pretty little girl, with
golden hair and bright blue eyes. Her
teeth were as white AZ pearls and she
had the most winning smile anybody
ever saw.
Ia The village they called her by a
3aW-bfeahng Russian name which
The Savannah morning news., 1903-12-27

the tickling stopped and he lay in the
bottom trying to catch his breath, and
wondering what he had been laugh
ing about
Nebo ran to the other sailors and
rolled them uD toward the boat.
The kept shouting "Ha! ha! ha!
Stop! stop"
Nebo got five or them to the boat
and rolled them in, and they stopped
laughing instantly. They were so
tired they lay down and breathed like
dogs that have been running hard.
Nebo went back and looked for the
first sailor, but he had rolled a long
way out into the grass, and he could
not find him. The sailors in the boat
grasped the oars and started for the
ship as fast as they could, and Nebo
had to run back and jump in the boat
They did not dare to stop any longer
to find the lost sailor. When they were
half way back to the ship they heard
him rolling around and laughing very
loud He was being tickled to death.
AS soon as Sinbad reached the ship
he gave orders to get away from that
island, so they sailed away.
The Savannah morning news., 1903-12-27

Very early in the morning Wing
Tung set out to SOW the seed before
anyone could be UP to see what he
was about and laugh to scorn his
folly at planting seed in a worthless
marsh.
Day after day he visited the bleak
meadows. The broken rushes rustled
in the wind: the stagnant water lay
hideous in the brown waste of weeds.
His heart sank within him at each dis
appointment.
Then it rained-a heavy. continu-
Gus downpour that lasted until the
marsh was flooded even above the
broken reeds.
Wing Tung looked over the flood
ed meadows and saw his seed floating
like brown specks upon the water.
He. went home feeling very hopeless.
when the waters subsidized he Wis
tied his meadows again, only to see
muddy clumps of brown rushes lift
ing here and there from the waste.
Again he went, to find the same
bleak expanse of coarse, dead grass
almost hiding the water beneath.
L will not go again. he said, the
disappointment is too bitter
ION the night before the Chinese
New Year the angel appeared again
to Wing Tung, saying:
Co gather your harvest of gold;
it is ripe
"At break of day Wing Tung hast
ened to his meadows and there. scat
tered all over the dreary brown of the
marsh, were small green points, with
here and there slender lance-like
leaves bearing among them stalks of
beautiful lilies. The swamp seemed
white and gold with their beauty.
THE joyful Wing Tung gathered
all the lilies in blossom and took them
to the nearest city, where great aston
shment was expressed at their lowell
ness, and high prices were paid for
them by eager purchasers.
Every day of the New Year cele-
bration, and for many days thereafter,
Wing Tung sold his angel lilies to all
who wished to buy, and thus he
reaped from the bed of his marsh that
harvest of gold which the angel had
promised him
The Savannah morning news., 1903-12-27

moment he touched the ground he
doubled up and laughed, and then be-
gan to kick, and finally rolled over
and over on the sand and laughed
till he cried.
He acted as if he We're being tickled
in the ribs and under the arms and
chin and on the soles of his feet all at
once.
Whats the NATTER" asked Sinbad,
as cross as a bear. as that fellow
crazy? Jump out and catch him be-
fore he rolls into the water!"
The other sailors leaped out of the
boat, and were going to reach out for
the first sailor. when they all began
to laugh and double themselves up
and dance around. They forgot all
about their mate. and began to act
just as he did. They rolled over and
over, kicked UP their heels and roared
with laughter.
This made Sinbad very angry. He
took a big piece of rope to whip the
sailors and jumped out of the boat.
He ran up and was going to strike
one of the sailors. but his foot slipped
and the rope flew out of his hand.
The Savannah morning news., 1903-12-27
THE JACK FROST
PICTURE PUZZLE.

Jacks Face Is Hidden Away in the
Figure of the Snow Man-Are Your
Eyes Sharp Enough to Find Him
The snow man stood on the road and
grinned to himself. 1t was a silly yet
friendly sort of grin, for the snow man
was without sagacity and guile, and he
often said:
"One day a man is snow and the
next day he's water; so live and let
live, say I, and let's be merry while
we may
The snow man grinned all day and
even all night, though there was no.
body to see him and grin back, and
though he had good reason, poor soul,
for not grinning at all, for he knew
that he had not long to live.
No life insurance agent, however
hopeful, would have written a policy
for even s cents on the life of the snow
man just then; the south wind had be-
gun to blow, and everybody who has
ever enjoyed the advantages of being
intimately acquainted with snow man
knows that the south wind is just the
same to snow man as consumption is
to a human man.
Well, so the south wind blew and the
snow man grinned. He also began to
The Savannah morning news., 1903-12-27

run away-that is, not to run away
with his legs padding and swinging
like bugs, the way a boy does when
he runs away after breaking a window,
but to run away in the form of a tiny
riVulet The snow mans feet were
water and his life was ripping away
with soft and happy sound like the
gurgle of a brook
Hey" said Jim Jones in the morn
ing. Hey! This old snow mans go
ing to turn to mud and water pretty
soon, L guess" Jim Jones was a we'll
meaning but impolite boy, and he did
not know how much his words hurt the
poor dying snow man.
There's nothing going to save him
'cepting Jack Frost" said Tom Brown,
thoughtfully.
Now the queerest thing happened.
Though the south wind was blowing,
and the sky was blue like a robins
egg, and the sun was as warm as a
furnace when the draught is very good
and everywhere there were little run
nels of water, Jack Frost was on the
road. Far up North, where the boys
could not see it, the trees had cracked
beneath his cold breath; and now he
was almost on them.
"Whew Feel that wind" said Dick
Dalton. Il guess it's going to get cold,
all right"
Dick guessed correctly. Even while
he spoke, Jack Frost came a-whooping
along, making old gentlemen pull up
their coat collars and old ladies
quickly put their feet on the tenders
and hug the cats, and boys get out
their skates and wonder if they could
skate clear across the pond once
The Savannah morning news., 1903-12-27

and affection to make fair division
with Wing Tung.
mo sooner had the days of mourn
ing for the old man ended than Ii
Foo FASTENED to divide the large es-
tate which the Mandarin had Left in
his care.
'All the land, and all the other prop
erty of his father, he seized for him
self, except some swamp meadows and
a few unimportant articles, which he
gave to Wing Tung with a great air
of condensation. together with as lit
tie ready money as he dared offer him.
The younger brothers heart was
very heavy, and his spirit sank within
him when he thought of the future.
The father he revered was dead;
the brother he loved had dealt treach-
erously with him. He would not grieve
the spirit of his father by living at
enmity with his brother, therefore he
took the miserable portion allotted him
without words and went away to con-
slider what he should do.
Wing Tung realized that his store
of money would soon vanish, and he
I had neither a profession nor an occu-
patton to depend upon for an income.
He determined to come to this country
of the West, where he might, perhaps,
learn how to earn livelihood.
"Hither and thither he travelled,
learning the ways of a new country
and studying the methods in which
business is carried on here. He be-
came particularly interested in seeing
how marsh lands in America We're re-
claimed and made to produce fine
crops of rice.
II will go back to my own coun-
try he said, and if my brother has
not taken possession of my poor
! marshes l will drain them and Guilt
vate rice upon them. If he has seized
| them-as he did everything else belong
ing to me-he may keep them in peace,
and / will return to America, where
my fathers friends cannot witness my
poor estate
1T was nearing the time of our
New Year when Wing Tung reached
his native province and went to look
at his wide stretches of marsh land.
Here and there lay pools of stag
nant water. Dead weeds made a dreary
desolation of the marsh, and coarse
grass and PUSHES rose in dry clumps
above the level and rustled in the bleak
winds like the dry bones Of a dead
hope.
He turned sadly away. Difficult
would be the task of draining such a
marsh, and his store OF money was
small indeed to begin upon the enter
prise.
AS he lay. turning, the problem
over in his mind that night, consider
ing despondently that he could scarce
~ hope to carry on his work and live
until harvest time upon the small sum
left 10 him, an angel appeared to him
bearing a packet Of seed.
" Take these sesds. said the angel
and sprinkle them over every part OF
your marsh. There lies a fortune IN
that marsh for you. Be not discour-
aged you shall reap gold from a.
with these words the angel dis.
appeared and Wing Tung would have
fancied the vision "A dream had not the
package of seed remained IA hS hand,
The Savannah morning news., 1903-12-27

without getting drowned by the break
ing ice.
"Whoop!"yelled Jack Frost. To those
who could understand him, his Ian
guage was just as plain as that of any
boy. But to the boys it sounded only
like the Whoo! WHO'D! wheep! WHO'D! of
the wind.
"Whoop!" yelled Jack Frost. "Ha!
Here's a snow man looking as sick as
boy full of too much mince pie
Whoop! Give us your pulse, old
Whitley facet"
He touched the snow mans pulse,
and it grew hard as marble in a mo-
ment.
''Whoop, whoof. wheel" said Jack
Frost TOO much temperature with
a dose of south wind on the lungs
That's what, my hearty! Well soon
have you stiff and well again, frozen
as hard as the best of 'em. What you
need is to catch a good, hard cold, get
your feet all chilled through and your
throat full of ice, and I'm the lad that
can mix you up that prescription to
the queens taste. Whoop, whoof,
wheel"
Popi went something in the snow
man. That was all the water in his
veins turning to globules of ice and
popping like corn owing to it's hurry.
Clink! sounded something like glass.
That was the shivering of a million
tiny ice lances against him and coat
ing him with their shining splinters.
Crack, crack, crickety crack!
prackle, crackle crick! went the snow
man all over.
That was due to Jak Frosts
breath. AS soon as he blew on him
The Savannah morning news., 1903-12-27

The very moment the rope left his
hand he began to feel terrible tick
ling all over. like a thousand fingers
running up and down his ribs. and
something ducked him under the chin.
and the soles of his feet began to itch
so that he had to dance.
He began to laugh in spite Of him
self. He looked all around, and didn't
see any hands or anything tickling
him; but it kept right on tickling.
He laughed more and more, and
danced harder, till by and by he be-
gan to kick and roll over and over
like the others.
They were on the Island of Tickling!
Nebo watched Sinbad through the
spyglass and saw he was in trouble,
and he became very much excited. He
motioned to the others on the ship to
get out another boat and save Sinbad
and his sailors, but the people on the
ship were afraid.
Then Nebo tried to lower a boat
himself but they stopped him. He
tried to shout to Sinbad. but being
dumb he couldn't make a sound
Finally, when the others were
not looking, he jumped out of the ship
into the water. and started to swim
to land. He was a big, strong slave,
and swan very fast. In a few min
utes he reached the island and ran to-
ward Sinbad.
AS soon as Nebo stepped on the land
he felt the same tickling feeling, but
it did not bother him much, because
be had never laughed in his life, and
didn't know how. He itched some. but
he didn't care for that.
He ran to Sinbad and tried to lift
him up, but Sinbad rolled over and
over so fast that Nebo could not get
hold of him. So the black slave rolled
Sinbad toward the boat, and pretty
soon rolled him into it.
AS soon as Sinbad touched the boat
The Savannah morning news., 1903-12-27

the snow man got solid so quickly
that fine cracks ran all through him.
"Golly!" said Jim Jones, the boy
with the undignified manner of speech.
"Golly! It's so cold that the snow
mans cracking all over"
Yes" said Dick land see how
funny the cracks run. They make per-
feet squares"
That was Jack Frost's little joke.
He had cracked the snow man that
way and at the same time when he
breathed upon him to make the cracks,
he had also breathed pieces of his
own true portrait into a whole lot of
the squares.
The boys didn't know that, of
course. But something seemed
strange to them about the snow man,
and the more, they looked at him the
stranger it seemed. All at once Dick
Dalton shouted excitedly:
81 have it! There's a face in the
snow mani"
And so there was. Little by little
the boys studied it out. 1t was a smil-
ing, pranllish, wierd, laughable sort
of face-With boar frost on the eye
brows. icicles on nose and chin, frozen
snow on the hair, rhine and ice hang
ing down over forehead and neck.
1t was Jack Frost's picture, made
by himself!
Now see if you can pick out the
hidden face. We don't mind telling
you what squares the parts Of the
face are in. Counting from the upper
left-hand corner Of the picture, the
following squares are the ones to seek
for the parts of the face: 2, a. H. Ia
81, 23, 25. SO.
The Savannah morning news., 1903-12-27

He always did exactly as his master
told him to do. He got a swift camel
and went to Bassorah, where he look
ed over all the ships and bought the
best one he could find.
He loaded it with good things to eat,
and hired a lot of sailors, and then
sent word to Sinbad that everything
was ready.
Sinbad got a camel, waved his hand
kerchef to the king, and in a few days
was at Bassaroah.
They sailed and sailed and sailed
till they got to the other side of the
world, where there was nothing but
water. They We're out of sight of
land for nearly a year, and thought
their food would soon be gone.
Every day Sinbad sent a man up in
to- the masts to keep a lookout for land,
but all the man could see was water.
By and by, when they thought they
would never see land any more, they
noticed pieces of trees floating on the
waves, and the water became green
instead of blue, and little birds began
to fly around the ship. So they knew
The Savannah morning news., 1903-12-27
THE LEGEND OF
THE CHINESE
NEW YEARS LILIES
BY MAY WILKINSON MOUNT.

Wong Su was no common China
man, although he did operate laun-
dry on a side street.
The laundry. he confided to his lit
tie friend, John Lawson. whom he
was wont to call Little John, in recol-
lection of the character in the book
which the boy had lent to him to read
was merely a stepping stone towards
the larger sphere of a Chinese mer-
chant.
Ii Fung and an assistant did the
work of the laundry while Wong Su
kept the books. received the cash and,
when not so employed. spent his time
in the study of English
Little John had crept into the heart
of Wong Su ever since he had pre-
vented some other boys from throw
The Savannah morning news., 1903-12-27

meal for all of you. That is, for
and the little girl began to grow con-
fused, for she did not know whether
it would be polite to address the snake
as one person or as number OF per-
sons.
When a person has about fifty heads
you know, it isn't always easy to de-
eide right off how to talk.
Don't stand there stammering'
said Koshchei gru1ffy, but run and get
another bowl of soup right away, and
see that you are back before my flrst
head gets through eating"
SO Sunbeam ran back to the cottage
and brought another wooden bowl OF
delicious cabbage soup, filling 1t from
the great iron pot which was simmer
ing over the fire while her father ana
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