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Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1905-06-02

MeSsrs. Robert Moore and Judson Gill
lespie have returned home from Fish
burne Military Academy.
Guaranteed enameled steel cooking
ware at Boyer's.
DR.. Joseph Kelly, after n visit Of sew
eral days to Tazswell, left last Satur-
day Tor Bristol, where ne has a good
position in the drug store Of Bunting
u Son
Boyer has ten 100 piece dinner sets.
ranging in price from 81 TO $40. IT YOU
need dinner set buy now. Price will
soon be advanced by American As.
ISOLATION Of Potters.
The following citizens are here at.
tending court: r. w. Stone, Bluefield:
\. Hogan, NJ. +. Tabor. c. l.. BRINE
gan, G. L. Stafford, L. X. Little. J f.
Grosclose, Mayor w. r. Graham. j. L.
Baber and r. w. Sutphin, Pocahontas.
and j. w. Kirkbride, Roanoke.
Messrs w. l.. Burton and f. NJ
! Shrader, witnesses i'm the Leedy trial.
paid us pleasant call on Yesterday.
Mr.. Burton says business in postoflice
appointments, etc, is slow in Graham.
Tazewell can demonstrate how to
transfer postmasters i'm n hurry and
make no fuss about it.
Boyer sells Welsh's Grape Juice. 1t
Is the best non-alcoholic stimulant on
the market. Ask your physician.
Mr.. E. F. Bryant. connected with the
coal operation at Seaboard, near Rich
lands, called to see us Tuesday, while
here on business, and bought the News
for year.
Ladies, Misses and children's Bare
foot sandals and white canvas slip
pers at Boyers.
Geo. Mccall, of Raven. the John
Wanamaker of the West end. transact
ed business in this Office on Tuesday.
He was one of the special jury sum
moned to try the Leedy ease.
Spots Bros ice plant is expected to
start t. day.
Capt y J. Tynes. who went 70
Fort Worth, Texas, as a delegate 10
The General Assembly, is having 4
good time. After the adjournment Of
the Assembly, last Friday, he left for a
visl; t" Houston, Galveston, and other
cities, and will return to Tazewell soon.
, Judge Mann. who speaks here tomor-
row night Is an intelligent, genial. old
Virginia gentleman, and everybody
ought 10 hear him. a great many pen-
pie believe he will be vi ginia's next
governor.
Col. VIM @. Pendleton has been ap-
pointed Postmaster here. vice W. G.
A"ung resigned. Mr.. Young withdrew
his resignation, but too late.
{. II. Peery, Paint Lick's towering
son, transacted business with our book
keeper this week.
The News Leader brings to light
that the Japanese are engaged extern
sively in the Oyster business. and
. threaten to infringe upon our Chesa-
peake Bay industry. Ifthis is true that
ends it. Hereafter we are for the Rus
slams. Wish he had known it sooner.
The reading OF Spots Bros. adj make
your mouth water.
Capt. and Mrs. Reese T. Bowen. OF
Blueileld, and the children, are among
the prominent visitors on the list this
week They have just returned from an
extended trip North. as far ms Canada
and several of the large dues.
R"bt. Gillespie, his daughter. Miss
Ella and daughter in-law, Mrs. Il. S.
Gillespie are visiting in the community.
Mr.. Gillespie has Ie- moved from Paris.
Kentucky to his old home at Falls
Mills.
Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1905-06-02
Small Blue Grass Farm Of
90 AcrS.

A nice little farm of 90 acres
II miles, from Pearisburg,
Giles county, limestone land,
40 acres in fine sod-70 acres
cleared, part in cultivation.
Good water and fruit and tim
Der. No buildings. Price $4,000.
Easy terms. Address,
j. w. Williams.
Pearisburg Va.
Mention this paper when yon write r
call.
Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1905-06-02

John f. Jackson sells our paint.
Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1905-06-02

here for we give a true statement of the
tual quality of Stones OF all kinds. the va
of Fine Pottery, etc
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22
ALBERTA's DIsosEDIENcE
BY Alice Isabel lie Roy--class B.
Twelve Years

Alberta sat curled up IN the big plush
chair with the little black kitten in her.
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22
THE INDIAN AND SUGAR
BY A.. L. Berray-CIass A. Fifteen
Years

When Gertrude Thurston was nine
years old she went to live in Arizona,
ten miles from the Apache Indian res
ervation. At first, Indians frightened
her but when she saw that the squaws
loved their little copper-colored
papooses as we'll as white mothers
loved their babies. she lost her fear.
Still she kept close to her father
when any of the bucks stopped at the
well for. a drink OF course they did
not have ON any war paint and feath-
ers like the ones she had heard about,
but their long black hair gave them a
very fierce look
There was one old man who often
came to the house. His name was
school. When he received a letter
from his son, Joe was the proudest
Indian on the reservation, although he
could not read a word.
The Indian agent answered the letter
for him, but Joe himself stuck on the
stamp and sealed the envelope. He
carried the letter in his pocket till the
stage was ready to start and then gave
it to the driver. He was afraid it
would be lost if he put it in the post
Office.
One morning Gertrude sat on the
back porch Smelling peas when she
saw old Joe coming up the path. Her
heart began to thump loudly and she
wished her mother We're there.
Joe grunted good naturedly and said
"How?" as he seated himself on the
porch.
Good morning" said Gertrude, tim
idly
He sat and looked at her and she
went ON Smelling peas though her
fingers trembled little. Suddenly he
held out his hand and said: Sugar"
"Sugar!" exclaimed Gertrude.
'Um-m," he grunted. "Just little,''
and he held an imaginary pinch of
sugar between his thumb and finger to
show her.
The girls curiosity overcame her fear
as she went into the kitchen and
poured some sugar into saucer.
When she came out Joe held an en-
velope in his hand
mo buens. no stick" he told her.
He moistened the flap with his
tongue and. taking a pinch Of sugar,
sprinkled it over the wet surface. Then
he folded IL over and as it stuck fast
he gave a grunt of satisfaction and
turned and walked away.
How Gertrude laughed, ana how
everyone who heard the story laughed!
Her father said Joe would have to
apply for a patent for new way Of
sealing envelopes.
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22

lap. She was trying to read the book
she held in her lap, but from time to
time her eyes wandered listlessly out
of the window to the figures gathered
together on the snow, each with sled.
The children were chatting eagerly and
hill.
Alberta sighed and turned away once
more to the book. II just think it's
too bad 1 can't have some fun, too, all
on account of an old cold! she ex-
claimed, and shutting her book with a
snap she walked over to the piano.
Alberta, oh Alberta!" called voice.
"Yes, mother" called back Alberta.
1.-The baby's got an awful cold, but
must go up town this afternoon. Take
good care of him, dear"
Yes, mother A sob choked her
But did so much want to go sleigh
ing this afternoon. Where's Mary"
"Mary's out, but 1 know my little
girl will be good to little brother and
not let him get out doors. Good-by,
dear" With this she kissed the frown-
ing little face and was gone.
Half an hour later Alberta, trotting
the fretting baby, looked out of the
window. Her face lighted up as she
saw her chum, Lottie Palmer, running
up the path. She went to the door, for
getting the baby and cried: Hello,
Lottie, come in; I'm awfully lonesome" ="
"Oh, Alberta said Lottie, breath
lessly, "we're having such fun; get
your hat and coat and hurry"
wish 1 could" returned Alberta.
"but I've got to take care of baby and
he is as cross as two sticks
Pooh, let the baby be. He'll be all
right here. Your mother will never
know at ALL" pleaded Lottie.
Alberta shook her head.
"Oh, we'll then continued Lottie
scornfully, IF you prefer to stay
cooped up in an old house with just a
baby than to come with us, and have
some fun, well, all right" With this
she went slowly down the walk.
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22

fairy-I know you are" The monkey
seized her hand and laid it against
her cheek, squeaking and chattering.
He was cold. So Babbie wrapped him
in her skirts. Let me see," she began.
you're lost and I'm lost, too! Where
shall we go? And, oh, dear There's no
breakfast"
The tears would come now-and Bab-
bic struggled to her weary feet again
to go on-somewhere. The monkey
danced along, now in the trees, now by
her side or on her small shoulder.
"Oh, dear Monkie, we can have no
hot milk, or oatmeal, or grape fruit.
and I'm so hungry" cried the little
girl. But the brave little monkey didn't
cry bit; he just kept himself real
busy, looking for breakfast. And pres
emily Sooty-boy returned with some
thing in his paws. 1t was like plum,
the brown skin shriveled and thin.
Babbie tasted of one. 1t made her
mouth feel as if cotton was in it; but
she was so hungry she ate some of it.
AS for the monkey, he devoured the
pefsimmops greedily. Occasionally
they tasted sweet and delicious-these
were the ones Jack Frost had painted
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22

Alberta thought while. Perhaps af-
ter all the baby would be all right and
her mother would never know. She
decided quickly and running to the
door she called: "Lottie, wait, I'll
come"
In few moments she was out with
her little red sled. She Joined the mer-
ry group and was soon sliding down
hill with whoop. They played till
late and Alberta suddenly, remember
ing her little charge darted away to-
ward home but she was too late.
The room was hot and the mother
was bending over the crib. She paid
no heed to Alberta as she opened the
door. but went over to the stove. AL
berta. after a glance at her mother,
ran to the side of the crib and putting
both arms around the little bundle she
began to cry. She sobbed so loud that
the baby woke and after looking for
some time with feverish eyes he put I'D
one tiny red hand and touched her
cheek. AT the touch Alberta sobbed the
louder and covered the little face with
kisses. She was surprised to feel how
hot the face was. She glanced inuuir-
ingly at her mother, who had been
looking on the scene and seemed to
read the question in Alberta's face.
Yes, dear it was very naughty of you,
but 1 know my little girl will never do
it again." she said After YOU went
brother managed to get through the
half-open door, and once out he Stun
bled in the snow. He was nearly frozen
when 1 found him. He has Group and
high fever But 1 guess he will be
we'll in few days"
BY this time Alberta was sobbing on
her mothers shoulder. "Oh, dear; oh,
dear, what shall do? Supposing he'd
a died. oh, l never, never shall, do it
again,
Alberta cried herself to sleep that
night and am sure you never saw a
sadder little girl than Alberta all that
night and through the babys sickness.
Whenever the little one coughed she
had to leave the room because she
could not control herself.
And I am glad to say that one little
girl after that never scowled when
asked to tend the baby, and never,
disobeyed her mother again.
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22
DottieS Punishment

the night before-he knew what was
good. "Really, my dear, wood fairy,
you're better than my brother as a
companion, and you don't tease me-"
But she felt lonely and her hunger
grew and grew. SO when the monkey,
suddenly leaping into a tree, returned
with real plums, the little girl felt as II
he was really a fairy, for whoever
heard of finding plums in forest? You
always bought them in boxes at
grocers, on else they hung on tiny
sapling in back yard. Babbie had
never heard of wild plums. My! they
taste goodl Prunes make a good
breakfast, thought Babbie; why not
plums?
Now when the run reached its highest
right over head-the air grew warm
and the lost child felt a little less
frightened. Butterflies, birds, all seemed
dead here; and few squirrels only
could be seen in the trees. And still
the child walked on and on and on.
The monkey had by this time found
have him bring her things. So he be-
came diligent. They rested at beau
tiful spring of water, like those at the
hotel. Here Sooty-boy brought and piled
up pebbles, acorns, beechnuts, pine
needles, snail's shells and seeds. He
brought and presented in delight col
ored leaves, pieces of green pine and
red cedar and a few flowers. Among
these objects were a few that Babbie
knew were good to eat. Here were
hickory nuts, hazel nuts, crab apples,
paw-paws and punches of grapes.
"Oh, it's like a story" cried Babbie;
I'm a lost princess and you-oh! L
know your prince under a wicked
SPELL You will save me, won't you,
dear Wood Fairy?" Just then she dis
in the distant west. Monkey, monkey,
don't let us spend another awful night
here" And she rose to go on, calling
shrilly for some one to come and show
her the way out.
The monkey had suddenly vanished;
she saw him nowhere. And this made
the poor little girl despair. Her mother
would never see poor Babbie again.
She pictured how she would be buried
by squirrels, birds and fairies, and was
altogether a miserable body.
AS the last sun rays lifted to the tops
of those solemn, everlasting pines
Sootyboy reappeared. He playfully
tossed nuts at Babble, and she caught
him in delight. Gracious! He was
scratched and bitten. Why, he must
have had battle! He had, too, lost
his collar. So Babbie tied her lang hair
ribbon to his neck and would not allow
him to escape her again. The monkey
tugged at the ribbon, and fairly urged
Babbie forward. And then suddenly
they came out on road, and on the
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22

other side stood q house, surrounded
by a garden. A kind gardener and a
shepherd dog came forward together
eagerly. The monkey clasped the dog
about the neck, while the gardener
compared a paper in his hand with
Babbie.
"Oh, Mr.. Gardener, please, I'm lost
and want to get back to the big hotel.
p
The gardener, with pleased smile,
said: "Yes, you've given your poor
mother a bit of a scare-had some 900
people loolSin' for you. But you brought
the monkey back, thank the saints"
mo" laughed Babbie, "he brought
me back. He's wood fairy, I'm posi-
tive"
The man laughed and carried child
and monkey into the house, where Mrs.
Bronson put her before a hot fire and
a hearty meal.
The next day saw Babbie again at
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22
MY PET DOG
BY Hazel lnsIey-cIass 5-Twelve
Years

BY Hazel lnsley-Class B-TWelve
Years
l have dog whose name is Count.
He is Scotch collie and is so intelll-
gent that he seems to understand
whatever 1 say to him. He makes q
famous playfellow and we have many
games of hide and seek together.
Sometimes when put my head down
he will seem to whisper something in
my ear. He is always polite and has
never attempted to lick our hands or
face but once.
One morning when sister opened the
back door she found Count, whose paw
was caught in a gopher trap, waiting
patiently. He held up his paw with a
whine, but was very brave and never
whimpered as she loosened the trap.
When she bathed his paw in warm wa
ter he licked her hand as though to
thank her, but that was the only time
we ever knew him TO do so.
lie is very afectionate ana has
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22
Babbie'S Wood Fairy

- OOTY-BOY had found matches
near his stand and he had, as
- usual, burned his paws. The pain
made the monkey jump and his chain
had broken short off, which explains
why Sooty-boy, Mrs. Bronson's pet
was free to travel his own way one
morning in September.
After a nervous glance through the
room he leaped from the nearest vim
dow to the lawn, whence, after chasing
cat as black as himself, and pulling
a feather from the peacock's tail, the
monkey fled into the woods with the
gardener, Roylston, in pursuit Royl-
ston presently returned-without the
monkey.
Not two miles from the Healing
Springs Hotel, In West Virginia, Bah
bic had lost her way. She was only
nine, the daughter of New York
lady staying at the hotel for few
days. 1t was during a short trip up
Bald Top mountain with a large party
that Babbie had strayed too far after
fairies. She knew there were fairies
in these woods-Babbe had never been
in woods before. And now, as she
wished to return, she haG lost the di-
rection.
"Oh, you great goosie!" cried Babbie
to herself. Now you are lost and
will wander about for ever so long,
p'raps till you starve, and are buried
by-by fairies, or by birds, like the
Babes in the Wood" But at first she
had no fear of being really lost. A cry
would bring her mother to her. She
raised her small but shrill voice in
long scream of anger and half fright.
Mamma, mam-ma-a, I'm losti Where
are you" Silence. Not sound except
that drip, drip of water from a ledge
nearby. Babbie was really, truly lost!
Stumbling along, as the red sun set
behind her, Babbie wept bitterly. She
was tired and scared. Her fashionable.
heelless boots hurt and the air was get
ting very cold. oh! it was so still, so
eerie in this cruel forest. At length,
darkness creeping about like a shadow
from a great tree, Babbie decided that
SHe IlluSl lillQ HeE way utch W liiS
hotel She remembered that it was on
the hillside. Therefore, she should walk
down hill of course. But, alas! there
are two sides to every hill, and Babbie
chose the wrong side! There was no
hotel no road, there. The night came,
and a big yellow moon rose slowly
between the pointed pines. Stars
danced at the tops of trees, and Jack
Frost began painting everything white.
Babbie was unable to. go further and
she sank down in the middle of big
fiat rock. She fell asleep.
Babbie sat up again rather suddenly.
Surely she had slept long time. The
moon was right overhead, and there
were things moving about in the leaves.
Pat. pat, pat. Drip, drip. Tchek! Tchek!
Such odd noises! "Oh," thought Babbie,
badly Scared 1.-THE fairies, of course!"
And she stared about. half afraid to
look A huge bat circled about in the
misty light, and far away something
cried. ITO whoo, whoo, to whoo!" And
then right close by Babbie saw a small,
very small, person standing on log.
1t had a round bald head, two very
long arms and rather short legs. A
silver collar about it's neck CLEANED
coldly, and it's yellow eyes were fixed
on her. Was it goblin? Poor Babbie
wanted to scream at first. But when
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22
WHEN WILLIE WENT TO WORK

never shall forget the time
When Willie made plan
TO help support his family,
Just like a grown-up mani
"I want to earn some money Ma"
He sez, like Tommy Burke"
And after that we had no peace
Till Willie went to work.
Ma said at first, he was too small;
But then he begged and plead
Till ev'ry body in the house
Most wished that they wuz dead.
At last pa spoke:-"The only way
To cure the little Turk
Is just to let him go!'' he sez.
So Willie went to work.
You should "a seen him on that day,
Jump up at the first call,
Ma never had to ask him if
His hands wuz clean, at all!
1t took him most two hours though,
To prink himself and perk-
You bet his shoes was blackened fine
When Willie went to work.
And after that it nearly used
To make us laugh out loud,
You couldn't hardly talk to him,
He wuz so ALFRED proud;
And if we asked a question Pa
Would give his thumb a jerk
And say:-"Ask Will, he knows it all
Now he has gone to work"
When he came home that Saturday,
And handed Ma his pay,
You'd thought he was Carnegie
Givin' libraries away!
But though Ma smiled and kissed him,
We could see teardrop lurk-
Because it wuz the first he earned,
When Willie went to work.
Annie Marble.
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22

cute way of rubbing his head against
one, and if one does not notice him he
will tap with his paw as if begging 10
be petted. He does few tricks, but
his education has been sadly neglected.
He will jump over a stick, shake
hands, roll over, play dead dog and
climb on chair as if to say his pray
ers. He has very jealous disposition,
and if I pick up my cat or even baby
he jumps around and barks as If to at
tract my attention to himself.
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22

the creature danced nimbly over near
her and squeaked like a mouse Babbie
saw that 1t was nothing but a monkey
The sun rose. as usual, bright and
early-indeed, he was up before four
and there on the fiat rock lay little lost
Babbie, fast asleep. AT her side sat
Sooty-boy, the monkey, solemnly exam
lining her necklace with his little black
paws.
Presently Babbie's eyes opened. She
was very glad to see the monkey still
with her. She timidly patted his bald
head, saying: You're my good wood
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22
BEING A BOY

Never want TO be man
When the old folks go away.
Like to be left all alone
Then / have happy day.
Get up whenever / please.
Stay out till IT'S real late;
Lie abed till I get tired
BE the real thing 10 date.
Eat any old thing 1 want
Take my time to get away
Hear nobody say to me,
Don't you stay out late today!'
II the old folks stayed from home
All the time, II seems to me
I'd be willin' TO stand still
AS ! am, just as you see.
Boys can do so many things
That grown-up folks dassent do,
That / wonder why they want
To be men and work. Don't you?
Frank II. Brooks
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22


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Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22
plcklE,s MARROW ESCAPE
BY EstelIe Marie Johnson--CIass c.
Nine Years

Dickie is my pet canary bird He is
about five years old. He has little
green feather necktie on. One morning
at breakfast mamma heard a noise in
the pantry, so she got up to see what 1t
was. She thought at first the wind
had blown Dickies cage down, but
when she reached the pantry there
was a big black cat on the shelf
olawing at the. cage. trying to get Dick
lie. When the cat saw mamma he
jumped down and ran away. Mamma
screamed and l came running down
stairs. After 1 found what had hap
pened / almost cried because was so
glad Dickie didn't get killed. Dickie is
happy now. have several other pets,
but / like Dickie best.
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22
WHERE THE PENNIES GO

Where do all the pennies go7
You ask mother; she will know.
Cely needs a ball for Jacks"
Bobby wants box OF tacks,
May says hoops are coming In"
Joey'd like a top TO spin;
ia have taffy on stick
Mother says II makes me sick.
lien l sulk, cause she gave Nan
Two cents for the hockey man.
Where do all the pennies goY
You ask mother; she Will know.
Anna Marble.
Los Angeles herald., 1905-01-22

A. L. BERRAY, 295 Franklin ave-
nue., Pasadena, class A............$3.O
ALICE ISABEL LIE ROY, 224
South Alvarado street, class B..$2 90
ESTELLE MARIE JOHNSON, 2O7
West Twenty-fifth street, class
c 81. 90