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The Washington times., 1905-12-17

And throwing his arms against the
door-frame he buried his face in them.
and he sobbed as IL his little heart
would break
For a moment old Mr.. Cary seemed
to have lost his voice, and then he
said. in a voics quite new TO Crow:
IT don't believe you viii, sir-I don't
believe you will" And in a minute he
said. still speaking gently: Come
here, boy"
Still weeping aloud, Crow obeyed.
Tut. tut! No crying," he began. BE
man-be a man. And If you stick to
it. before Christmas comes, we'll see
about those pockets. and you can
walk into the New Year with your
head up But look sharp Good-by.
now,"
For the first time since the boys fall
Mr.. Cary did not follow him to the
gate. Maybe this was the beginning of
trust Slight a thing as it was, the
Doy look comfort IN H.
At last It was Christmas eve. Crow
was on the back gallery putting a
final polish on a pair Of boots He was
nearly done. and his heart was begin
ming to sink, when the old lady came
and stood near him There was a very
hopeful twinkle in her eye as she said.
presently: Il wonder what our little
shoeblaek, who has been trying so hard
to be good. would like 10 have for his
Christmas gift?''
But Crow only blinked while he pol
ished the faster.
Tell me. Solomon" she insisted. IF
you had one wish today. what would It
be?"
The boy wriggled nervously And then
he said:
You knows. lady. Needle-an' thrade
-an'-an'-you knows, lady. Pockets =
We'll. pockets it shall be- Come into
my room when you get through
Old Mrs. Cary sat beside the fire
reading as he went IN. Seeing him,
she nodded. smiling. toward the bed
upon which Crow saw a brand-new suit
Of clothes-coat, vest and breeches-all
spread out in a row.
There, my boy" she said; there are
your pockets"
Crow had never in all his life owned
n full new suit of clothes. All his
new things had been secondhand.
and for moment he could not quite
believe his eyes, but he went quickly to
the bed and began passing his hands
over the clothes. Then he ventured to
take up the vest-and TO turn II over.
And now he began to find pockets.
Three pockets in de ves'-two in de
pants-an'-fO. no five. no sin-eix
pockets in de coatI"
He giggled nervously as he thrust his
little black fingers into one and then
another. And then. suddenly overcome
with a sense Of the situation, he turned
TO Mrs. Cary, and, in a voice that
trbmbled a little, said:
rs you shO' you ain't 'feerd 70 trus'
me wild all deze pockets, lady?"
It doesn't take a small boy long to
slip into a new suit of clothes And
when n ragged urchin disappeared be-
hind the head OF the great old -four
poster" today, 1t seemed scarcely a
ninlte before a trlg, "tailor-made boy
strutted out from the opposite side.
hands deep in pOckets-breathing hard.
As solomon Crow strobe up and down
the room. radiant with joy, he seemed
for the moment quite unconscious OF
eny ones presence. But presently he
stopped. looked involuntarlly upward a
minute, as he felt himself observed
from above. Then. turning to the old
people. who stood together before the
mantel. delightedly watching him. he
said:
Ret YOU my angel twin amt asham-
ed, ef he's a-lookin' down on me to-
day"
The Washington times., 1905-12-17

as you are-pants and Jackets and
slzin-and empty out your basket for
you'll do better. you can come"
The old lady looked at her husband
as If she thought him pretty hard on
very small boy. But she said nothing
Crow glanced appealingly at her be-
fore answering. And then he said, seiz-
ing his pocket:
rs you got air paid O. scissors.
Iady7''
Mrs. Cary wished her husband would
relent even while she brought the scis-
sors, but he only cried:
"Out with 'eml'
Suppose you cut the mout yourself.
Solomon" she interposed. kindly. hand
ing him the scissors. You'll have all
this work to do yourself. We can't
make you good
When, after several awkward efforts,
Crow finally put the coarse little pock-
cts in her hands, there were tears in
her eyes, and she tried TO hide them as
she leaned over and gathered up his
treasures-three nails. a string. a
broken top. and a haIf-eaten chunk of
cold corn bread. AS she handed them
to him she said: And I'll lay the
pockets away for you. Solomon. and
when we see that you are an honest
boy I'll sew them back for you my
self"
As she spoke she rose. divided the
figs evenly between the two baskets.
and handed one to Crow.
If there ever was a serious little
black boy on Gods beautiful earth 1t
was little Solomon Crow as he bal
anced his basket of figs on his head
that day and went slowly down the
garden walk and out the great front
gate.
The next few weeks were not with
out trial to the boy Old Mr.. Cary
continued very stern. even following
him daily to the banquette. as if he
dare not trust him to go out alone.
And when he closed the iron gate after
awfully solemn:
"Good-mornin' sir!'
That was all.
Little Crow dreaded that walk TO the
gate more than all the rest OF the or
deal And yet. in a way. IT gave him
courage. He was at least worth while.
and with time and patience he would
win back the lost faith Of the friends
who were kind to him even while they
could not trust him. They were. In
decd. kind and generous IN many ways,
both 10 him and his unworthy mother.
Flg-time was soon nearly over. and,
of course. Crow expected a dismissal;
but II was Mr.. Cary himself who set
these fears at rest by proposing to him
to come daily to blacken his boots and
to keep the garden Walk In order for
regular wa ges.
But" he warned him. in closing.
don't you show your face here with a
pocket on you. If your heavy pants
have any in 'em. rip 'em out And
then he added. severely. You've been
a very bad boy"
''Yassir," answered Grow, L know I
is. I been a heap wusser boy'n YOU
knowed 1 was. too"
What's that YOU say. sir?''
Crow repeated it. And then he added.
for fun confession;
Il picked green figs heap o. days.
and kivered 'em up wild ripe ones, an
sol EN- to a white oman for pre-
serves" There was something desper-
ate in the way he blurted it all out.
THE dickens YOU did! And what are
YOU telling me fcr?'
He eyed the boy keenly as he put the
question.
At this Crow fairly walled aloud;
Gaze I amt gwine do it no mo-
The Press., 1905-05-17
THIRTY YEARS AGO.
rItems of local interest taken from the columns
 of The Press, thirty years ago.l
May 20, 1875.

The Catholic school house on Church street is raised, and being pushed to completion.
 George O. Cleaveland is putting up building for his business, upon the railorad company's land, near Heald < Small's store. It will be 3Ox6O feet in size, and two stories high.
 Torrent Engine company has voted not to assume as a company the direc- tion of Decoration day services. The company inaugurated, and for two years has conducted the observance of this day.
 Miss Laws select school in this village has been closed, Miss Law. with the permission of her patrons, leaving to accept a very desirable po- sition which has been rendered her in public school in Hartford.
 O. H. Ormsby 6 Go. have sold their dry and fancy goods store in Pages block, known as the Eagle store, '' to Charles H. Stevens and A. O. Brooks, who will continue their busi. ness under the firm name of Stevens & Brooks.
 Medberry is papering and polishing up the room in the rear of his store, which has become quite a favorite resort for those who like to take part in quiet game of chess or backgam. mon, to enjoy the excellent reading matter provided, or to engage in dis cussing the Beecher trial.
 Born.-In Stafford Springs, 18th, daughter to Charles w. Newell.
 Married. In Stafford, 18th, at the residence of Elijah Fairman, Esq. by Rev. G. V. Maxham, Jerome Or cutt of Bridgeport and Emile Pinney of Stafford.
 In Somers. 16th, by Rev. o. H. Gleason, Billings Pease and Mrs. Sa- rah J. Sanford; 18th, George L.. Avery and Eva A. Durkee
The Press., 1905-05-17
A Finny Acrobat.

No two leaps of the tarpon are quite alike. As the tarpon comes out into day his jaws distend, his gills flap open, and the mullet bait flies out across the water for hundred feet, while he retches at the hook, shaking his head angrily from side to side, like a horse that fights his Dit. In midfight he will turn and cut into the stream with Q head on dive that makes perfect cleav- age of the whitened water. His next emergence may be a back somersault and his third long distance jump with no height to it, but substantial gain in feet. With infinite spirit he will continue his play until absolutely worn out, when the spring and somersault- ing lapse into a long, rolling stroke from side to side, showing the two foot dorsal filament, which waves and floats out behind, like some independent wa ter creature.-Country Life In Amer
The Press., 1905-05-17
Mrs CkeSte1' Curry

one woman in twenty-five but what suffers with some derangement of the female organism, and this is the secret of so many unhappy homes.
 No woman can be amiable, light hearted and happy, joy to her hus- band and children, and perform the duties incumbent upon her, when she is suffering with backache. headache, nervousness, sleeplessness, bearing. down pains, displacement of the womb, spinal weakness or ovarian troubles
 Irritability and snappy retorts take the place of pleasantness, and all sum shine is driven out of the home, and lives are wrecked by womans great enemy-womb trouble.
 Read this letter:
 Dear Mrs Pinkham:-
 I was troubled for eight years with irregu- 1arities which broke down my health and brought on extreme nervousness and despon- dency. Lydia B. Pinkham's Vegetable Com pound proved to be the only medicine which helped me. Day by day improved in health while taking it until was entirely cured can attend to my social and household duties and thoroughly enjoy life once more, as Lydia k. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound has made me a well woman, without an ache or pain. :" Mrs. Chester Curry, 42 Saratoga Street, East Boston, Mass.
 At the first indication of i'll health, painful or irregular menstruation, pain in the side, headache, backache, bearing down pains, nervousness or "the blues," secure at once bottle of Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Com pound and begin its use.
The Press., 1905-05-17
Do Animal. Th,rk,

The following facts, which I saw with my own eyes on repeated occa- sions, fully convinced me that animals have the powers of memory and thought. I once had a three parts bred black and tan terrier, which slept in a. basket in my bedroom that opened into the nursery. One of my children was from i'll health very fractious, and whenever Tiny heard 1t cry she would go into the nursery, hunt about until she found squeaking rag doll, take 1t to the side of the cot and, sitting up, shake it to amuse the child. If in do- ing this she did not display powers of memory, thought and reflection I utter ly fail to see to what her clever per- formance could be attributed.-London Globe. s..
The Press., 1905-05-17
SPRING CATARRH.
Changeable Weather Causes Disease

Changeable Weather Causes Disease,
 Breathe Hyomei and Cure Catarrh.
 The changeable weather of spring, with it's warm days and cold nights, is responsible for a great increase in the number of cases of catarrh. It is now that Hyomei, the only guaran- teed treatment for catarrh that cures without stomach dosing, should be used in every home.
 Hyomei is a scientific method by which pure air impregnated with Ma ture's own remedies for the cure of catarrh, can be inhaled by every suf- ferer in his or her home Breathed through the neat pocket inhaler that comes with every outfit, it's healing, volatile, antiseptic fragrance reaches the lung and air passages as no stom- ach dosing possibly can do. It gives immediate relief and makes lasting cures.
 Proof that the Hyomei treatment will do all that is claimed for it is found in the guarantee under which finders Jacobsen sells it, an agreement to pay back the price, if the pur- chaser can say that Hyomei has not given satisfaction. Complete outfit LOO; extra bottles soc.
The Press., 1905-05-17
Will Cure C. nsumption.

A A Herren of Finch, Ark, writes "Foley's Honey and Tar is the best prep. aration for coughs, colds and lung trou. ble I know that 1t has cured consumr. tlon in the first stages Sold by E. K. Taft.
 The Greatest Things Are the Simplest
 The trouble with us is that we look too high and too far away for our chances. We forget that the greatest things are the simplest. In hunting for roses we trample the daisies under our feet. We are blind to the chances and blessings near us because we are look ing so far away for them. Everything depends upon the power of the mind to see opportunities. It is the eye that can see the chance, the pluck and determi- nation to lay hold of 1t and wiring from it every possibility that we lack rather than the chance "to make good. ."-Ori- son Swett Warden in Success Maga- zine.
The Press., 1905-05-17
Advice About EEG@.

A writer ill the Delineator gives some sensible advice about eggs. There is general impression that eggs, acknowl- edged to be a complete food, may be safely eaten on all occasions. On the contrary. as the writer alluded to points out. invalids and young children should never be given eggs unless they are very fresh. Persons suffering from biliousness, gastritis and several other troubles find difficulty in digesting even fresh eggs. Some physicians declare that the slightest tendency toward rheumatism makes eggs undesirable. The white of eggs whipped to froth with a little water is good thing to give fever patients, as rule, but tho physician should be consulted before even this is given to a sick person.
The Press., 1905-05-17
Blue Jays.

Blue jays never go south, but stay north during the coldest winters. It is said they live to be a hundred years old. Very few people have ever seen their nests or young. They can sing a dozen different tunes. never kill them, for they once saved my life. had been lost in the woods for two days. Night was coming, and it began to snow. built bough camp, and while cutting wood cut hollow stub. When I split 1t open I found four blue jays and about bushel of bread and meat. I built a fire and ate about peck of the provisions. The jays did not go away, but came up to the fire and appeared to enjoy the heat. My feet were cold, and l commenced to dance to warm them. Then the birds sang the prettiest jig tune I ever heard. The storm lasted twenty-four hours. When it was over I climbed tall pine, but I came down mad as a wet hen. I had discovered the lumber camp about fifteen rods dis tant.-Lewiston (MeD Journal.
The Press., 1905-05-17
BLADDER TROUBLE.
People Should Know How Mr. Miller Was Cured of Kidney and Bladder Trouble by the Great New Medicine, cal-cura Solvent. Your Money Back If It Does Not Cure.
MArrrAwAN, N. r., Sept. 2S, 1901.

MArrEAwAN, N. T., Sept. 2S, 1901. Gentlemen
 I have been troubled with my Kidneys and Bladder for three or four years and doctored with many physicians without obtaining any help.
 A few months ago decided to try Cal cura Solvent, Dr. Kennedy's kdtest medi- cine, and am thankful to say am now practically cured. You have not asked me for a testimonial but I wish to tell you what Cal-cura Solvent has done for me and hope that others may be so happily relieved. Yours truly,
 WILLIAM H. MILLER.
 If your druggist does not have Cal-cura Solvent, write to the Cal-eura Company, Rondout, NY; but ask your druggist hrst. &1.OO bottle. Only one size.
 Guarantee: Your druggist will return your money if Calcura fails to cure, and The Cal-cura Company will pay the drug oist. Remember, Cal-cura Solvent cures 9s9S of all cases of Kidney, Bladder and Liver disorders.
The Press., 1905-05-17
WHY TRAVEL ABROAD1
An American Should Give His First
 Study to His Home Land.

An American Should Give His First Study to His Home Land.
 When Payne wrote There's No Place Like Home," he gave poetic expression to the love he bore toward the ingle nook more precious than temples or palaces" What flowers of rhetoric could approach in power of assertion these five little monosyllabic words ''There's No Place Like Home"-to gainsay which were impossible! 1t is the great privilege of Americans to be able without hyperbole to apply them to travel, for what Is there in any part of the habitable globe more fraught with interest, instruction, edu- cation, refreshment of mind and body and uplifting of soul than nature has provided, with hand so lavish, for the delectation of those having the good fortune to dwell in this goodly land?
 Would he see a Riviera? We have several on the shores of the azure wa ters both of the gulf and the Pacific, far distancing that laved by the Med iterranean.
 Does he pine for snow capped noun tains? Let him repair to the plains whence Pike's Peak, Mount Logan and our other great elevations rear their hoary summits into cloudland.
 Would he witness a majestic cata- ract? There is but one without rival, the imperial Niagara-in the chain of our great lakes, most turbulent of links.
 Neither Nile, Niger nor Ganges, great rivers though they are, are comparable to our own Mississippi, well named 'HThe Father of Waters" Our peerless Hudson excels in picturesque effects the vaunted Rhine.
 What of the beauties of the Golden Gate, on whose shores sits enthroned Queenly San Francisco, pronounced peerless among cities by a much trav- eled European prince of imperial blood?
 Where is there, even in miniature, anything to vie with that earthly para disc, the valley of the Yosemite; what to compare with the deep and rugged gorge through which passes to the sea the impetuous Colorado river?
 The Mammoth Cave of Kentucky, one of the worlds wonders, is as yet but partially explored.
 Why, then, travel abroad, while all these and vastly more than can be enumerated remain unseen at home?.@
 "Are not Abana and Pharpar, rivers of Damascus, better than all the waters of Israeli" said Naaman the Syrian of old when ordered by the prophet to betake himself to the Jordan for heal ing. Who can help admiring his pride of country and robust patriotism? Most worthy are they Of emulation.
 Be it for health or recreation, there Is no grander travel field than that we have at home.-Travel
The Press., 1905-05-17
l,inrlrnfi sa rca sficailv.

marked sarcastically. "Not Quite," he confessed. "I fol lowed you because I wanted to talk to you. Sit down and cool off" She reflected that this was her first opportunity to make him sorry, and she sat down gracefully, while he arranged himself at her feet and searched plot of clover for lucky omen. She took off her white duck hat and let the wind ruff1e her thick, fair hair. He looked up at her meditatively.
 You have more freckles this year than you had last" he announced.
 "Yes," she agreed, land more sense" 'I imagine your experience has taught you something" he remarked. She sat up. This was not teaching him to be sorry.
 "Ethel," he asked suddenly, you burned all my letters, didn't you?'
 "Of course did" But her heart beat furiously as she thought of the night before
 'I supposed you had" he said. "I only wanted to make sure" He put his hand absently to the pocket of his blue serge coat. You see, love letters after there isn't any more love are such assi- nine things" he explained; just twad- dle."
 "Yours were rather twaddly," she ad- mitted; "at least the ones I had. But they're burned"
 Again he felt in his pocket. She saw the gesture and misinterpreted it.
 Light it if you like," she said.
 Light it? An, yes," said he, drawing the pipe from quite another pocket. She watched him fill it, drowning lit tie at the tobacco pouch, which was one she had given him. He leaned over to strike a match.
 "Your bald spot is certainly much larger than 1t was last year." she re- marked critically.
 "How observing you are!' he drawled. Then he turned suddenly.
 twill you love me when I'm bald?" he sang.
 "As much as I do now," she an swered meaningly.
 "Not as much as you did last night?" he queried.
 Last nightv' she echoed, the blood
 
 ing abOut?" He turned again and took letter from his coat pocket, holding 1t up where she could see the address in his writing, Miss Ethel Herriot"
 Her heart beat wildly. The envelope was worn and old looking He drew out the sheets of thin paper. There were blisters - fresh blisters - upon them.
 Ethel sat paralyzed. The tears rolled down her cheeks, and she did not try to wipe them away. Her fingers dug into the grass on either side
 Poor old letterv' he said pityingly. "How did you escape the fames?" Then he heard a sob from Ethel He turned. He saw the tears, and mental ly he called himself a cad. He had never seen Ethel cry before.
 "Ethel," he said, I'm brute, but I don't mean to be. I came out here to tell you that I love you better than ever and to own up that I was wrong and to ask you to take me back to your favor. Ethel" he had her in his arms now, "Ethel, dear, you do love me. don't you?"
 ''Take it out on Tim, dear, for it was his fault. He brought the letter and dropped 1t at my feet And then knew that you had been doing just what I've done nearly every night for a year, reading over the old letters. Ethel, aren't you glad--a little-that Tim found the letter."
 And Ethels answer, though muff1ed, seemed to satisfy him. They went slowly home.
The Press., 1905-05-17
FROM A wlFE's DIARY.
A word to the wise is resented.

A word to the wise is resented.
 Many are called, but few get up.
 Where there's will there's law suit
 Fools rush in and win-where angels fear to tread.
 Misery loves company, but company does not reciprocate.
 Love Is romantic. Matrimony Is de cidedly a matter of fact.
 When we hear of other peoples trou- bles it reconciles us to our own.
 We never know how good we are going to be until the opportunity has passed.
 If you bestow favor forget it, but if you receive one it is wise to re- member.
 Happiness is the greatest of tonics, the best of cosmetics and the envy of dyspeptics.-Detroit Tribune.
The Press., 1905-05-17

A Coop SUGGESTION MT. c. B. Vain wright of LemoL City, Fla, has writer the manufacturers that much better re- suits are obtained from the use of Cham Noerlain's Collie, Cholera and Diarrh9s Remedy in cases of pains in the stomach collie and cholera morbus by taking 1t 1T water as hot as can be drank. That wher taken in this way the effect Is double ir rapidity. Ut seems to get at the right spot instantly" he says. For gale by E K. Taft, H. F. Cady, Stafford; G. Hall, Jr < Co.,, South Willington.
The Press., 1905-05-17
HNrxea In the Time of Homer

The horses used in Iomer's time were war horses. The warriors were drawn in chariots. The art of riding was known, but it is alluded to as something unusual. Ulysses at the time of his shipwreck "bestrode a plank, like a horseman on a big steed." ." There are reasons for believing that the practice of riding was much later than that of driving, and the myth of the centaur, where, according to Shake speare, "man is incorpsed and demina- tured with the beast" probably orig mated at an early period when the ap- pearance of a man on horseback was a novel sight
The Press., 1905-05-17
Travelling is Dangerous.

Constant motion jars the kidneys. which are kept in place in the body by delicate attachment. This is the reason that trav. l4rs, tralnmen, street car men, tea asters and all who drive very much, suffer from kidney disease in some form FoI+y's Kidney Cure strengthens the kid neys and cures all forms of kidney and bladder disoase. Geo. E. Hausan, loca. motive engineer, Lima, O., writes, ''Cod stant vibration of the engine caused me a great deal of trouble with my kidneys, and got no relief until I used Foley's Kidney Cure" Sold by E. K. Taft.
The Press., 1905-05-17

THE ONLY SURVIVOR of tte Haye Arctic EsT @ 'itiop, MT s. J. McColm ok now U. Deputy Mineral Surveyor Bliss S'a'io1, Idaho. says: "For years have suffered from severe pain the hiT joint and back bone, deprivirg me of all power. The cause was Stone in tfe Bladder and Gravel in the Kidneys. After usir g Dr. David Kennedy's Favorite Remedy, of Rondout, N. Y., was com pletely cured. 8
The Press., 1905-05-17
A Creeping Death,

Blood poison creeps up towards the heart, causing death. J. E. Steans. B llt Plaine. Minn writes that friend dread. fully injured his hand, which swelled up like blood poisoning Bucklen's Arnica Salv' drew out the poison, healed the wour d, ar d saved h's life. Best in the world for burns and sores. 25c at Eaton's drug store.