The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1906-06-15

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war with the best interests of be-.
strict each in the exercise of rs m
upon each which are contrary to
United States the laborer of toda,
Such has been our experience fat
will be history of tomorrow.
Neither constitutions nor stfs
men with the wisdom of solomon,
ITY AND ABSOLUTE JUST
the persuasive power and intluele
them to a complete realization of "
to their primary duty to deal fair.e
various relations of life the prime
the Golden Rule.
No political law can mainta,r
between capital and labor. Nolg
such harmony as perpetually ia
GFa aftiootfsan eARBreht n SAP df d hire Was
promptly and peremptorily dispos-
seSSed.
Miss Ray hurried in response TO the
brisk knock at the back door. Its
never you, my DEAR" cried Isola Ray.
She had flung open the door and was
gathering a little sweet faced, apple
checked countrifed woman into the
joyful embrace of her loving young
arms. I'D be glad to see you any
time, Aunt Elvira. but just now-well,
just now your coming seems provi-
dentialw
Aunt Elvira returned cordially the
caress of the gracious arms and lips.
'Now, how does that happen, honey?"
she asked
She had entered the kitchen-all
shining tiles, enamel and blue and
white kitchen ware She put her old
brown, cracked, bullying bag down by
the sink and with one dexterous twist
had Invested herself of bonnet and
coat
"Oh, Delia-that's the cook-has gone
TO one of her periodical funerals Her
relatives are legion, and every few
weeks one Of them dies. And the 9th
er maid has toothache. And Victor
telegraphed he was bringing his best
friend-who has not before visited this
city-up TO dinner tonight You know
how my brother detests any cooking
except what is done at home. And
beyond Judges or a good salad don't
know how to make a thingr'
Don't you worry. Just you do what
old Aunt Elyiry tells you" The small
woman had tished a fresh apron,
pencil and the back of an envelope out
of her bag.
you get the things | write down.
never mind the spellng-Sent in quick,
dear. Then 60 and get some flowers.
show me where the linen and silver are
kept and put ON the prettiest dress
you've got to your back. Sure! Go
on, now. Didn't ] have you all the
time your mother-bess your dear
heart-was in the north? And It's
even prettier than she was-you are.
And they called her the beauty of her
day"
"Oh you lovable old fattererw cried
the girl. Then she kissed again the lit
tie red, wrinkled face and fed to the
telephone
She slipped on a discreet and envel-
oping cloak of dark blue silk and went
off to buy her flowers. And coming
home she looked down upon the sheaf
of long stemmed, dark red roses lying
against her arm and the fanciful lines
of Bessie Chandler required to her:
oh, the fate of a man is past discerningl
Little did Jacqueminot suppose
At Austerlitz, or at Moscow's burning.
His fame would rest in the heart of a
rose
The dinner in the coy dining room.
aglow with the softly tinted lights from
Etruscan electroliers, went off delight
fully. Victor Ray beamed his approx
al. He had not imagined that this be-
loved young sister of his could attend
80 satisfactorily to things, especially
with one maid i'll and the other dere-
lict. And Edward Garden, brown, rug