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The Carlisle independent., 1907-10-03
Shot In His Home.

Sharon, Pa, Sept.-Frederick Dahr- finger, engineer at the Sharon plant of the American Steel Foundry Com pany, was murdered by being shot In the head with a rifle. The shot was fired through an open window while Dah7Aeef was sitting in chair. Two foreigners, George Shinno and John Bola. have been arrested. It is said Bola was recently discharged by Dahringer.
The Carlisle independent., 1907-10-03

Bingham's Headache Remedy-both powders and liquid-are a household necessity; they cure more headaches than any other remedy, and are harm less. if directions are followed. They contain no opiate. For sale at your druggist. or write Bingham Drug Co.,. Tuscaloosa, Ala. Prices, 1Oc for pow ders; 25c for the bottles.
The Carlisle independent., 1907-10-03
Enid,s Prayer.

The other night little Enid, tired out by days romping, was about to re- tire for the night when her mother told her to say her prayers, which she evidently was about to forget This is what she said: "Oh, Lord, if you know everything, you know I am very sleepy, so dood-by till tomorrow night!"
The Carlisle independent., 1907-10-03

The Society for the Propagation of the Gospel hopes to have new prov ince in Central Africa and new dio- ceses in Manchuria, Singapore, Ed monton, Khartoum, northwest and northeast Rhodesia.
The Carlisle independent., 1907-10-03
Test It's Value.

Simmons Liver Purifier is the most valuable remedy I ever tried for con- stipation and disordered Liver It does it's work thoroughly, but does not gripe like most remedies of Its character. I certainly recommend it whenever the opportunity occurs.
 W. M. TOMLINSON, Oswego, Kan.
The Carlisle independent., 1907-10-03

Mildred-Of course, care more for mans true love than for the amount or money he spends" Clothilde-"Oh, or course!" Mildred-"But still, it's awfully hard to hold cheap man dear."
The Carlisle independent., 1907-10-03
Queer Find in New York.

The skeleton of an Indian was un- earthed by a workman excavating at Washington and Laight streets, New York City. The spot where the skeleton was found was the site ot an old Dutch fort.
The Carlisle independent., 1907-10-03

FITS, St. Vitus Dance and all Nervous Diseases permanently cured by Dr. Kline's Great Nerve .Restorer. Send for Free s2 0O .rlal bottle and treatise. pr. R. H. Kline, Id. 93l Arch St. Philadelphia. Pa
The Carlisle independent., 1907-10-03

Action may not always bring happi- ness, but there is no happiness with out action.-Ruskin.
The Carlisle independent., 1907-10-03

There never was any heart truly great that was not also tender and compassionate.-Sou
The Carlisle independent., 1907-10-03
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The Carlisle independent., 1907-10-03

Some people can't help making molehills out of mountains.
The Carlisle independent., 1907-10-03
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The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-08-11

once with Joey. and Joey had scoded him gently for running about over little grassy mounds, and had taken him away from the place very quickly. And now. unob- served. he went there again today, follow ing in the rear of the last vehicle to avoid being seen and driven home again. He knew that his Joey was in that black wagon which lead the procession, and he was determined to know what they--all those men and women-meant to do wish him.
 Arrived within the fenced hillside four men lifted q black box from the long black wagon. Bingo run right up to 1t and sniffed at it. The men told him to 20 away and one threatened him with Il big heavily-shod foot when he dlsobeyed. And then 1t was Joey's mother who saw Blu go there, and holding out her hand to him she said: Come. dear old Bngo. Joey loved you so'' Her words were spoken in trembling voice. and as Bingo went to her side she knelt beside him and he felt something like raindrops on his upturned face. Somehow, his heart was almost as heavy as the poor mothers, for he knew that Joey would never be theirs again.
 Then Bingo crept away from the crowd and lay behind a tall stone n little 1ls tance of From there he watched the men place the long black box into q deep, newly made hole And then the dirt and snow were shoveled into the hole, cover ing up the box. Bngo whned softly to himself Joey was therein that box. His nose had told him so.
 And then the hillside was left alone, the
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beside her husband in the back seat. She her head and face, and Bingo saw that she walked with an uncertain step and dropping head Her de1ected aspect went straight to the heart of Bingo. Leaplng through the open window of the barn he went quickly to the back door of the house, entered and passed through to Joey's room. The door stood wide and Bingo entered. But no Joey was there He went to the bed where Joey had slept since he could remember but no young master was there. peculiar scent led Blngo through the rooms to the parlor, thence out through the hall door to long Undiscovered wagon that stood in the yard. There the scent was stronger the familiar scent which had always told him he was near to his master. But in way 1t was different-very different. Yet there was no mistaklng the fact that 1t was Joey In that black wagon-inside the close cover. As some ope has said, Dogs see with their noses more than with their eyes" And so 1t was true In Bingo' $ case His nose told him where his young master was. Also something made hin know there had taken place q great change with his beloved Joey, and that never, never again would the old life, so dear, so sweet, be theirs-Joey's and Bln- go's.
 Then went long procession of wagons. carriages and buggies towards Il hillside a mile away, q hillside where reared strange white, glistenlng stones very close together. Bingo had been there
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ter's voice.
 And so passed three days and nights. Then on n certain morning Blngo wns led from the house to his place in the big warm barn. one of the neighbor men leading him. But from the window of the barn Blngo could watch the house. and to his wonder he saw many people coming, some remaining in their vehicles in the yard while others allghted and went into the house. There was great but silent gathering which reused Bingo's s curiosity. And all the time Bingo won dered and wondered what 1t WAS all about. and also wondered why Joey re malncd so long in his room. Although Blngo could not count the time by days and nights he knew long time had elapsed since he had seen Joey, and his poor heart was full of apprehension over this sudden change In their daily routine
 But into the barn came Joey's father and several of the neighboring men. The expression on Joey's fathers face WAS very strange, and Blngo whned softly to himself on noting 1t. Silently the horses In the barn were htched to tho two. seated carriage that stood in the shed. Joey's father took his place in the rear seat while two of the farmers occupied the drivers seat This, too, was strange to Blngo He had been accustomed to seeing Joey and his father occupy the front seat and Joey's mother and ba0y sister in tho back seat.
 Then the carriage was drawn up at the front door and Joey's mother was assist ed by several women friends to her place
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Bingo was a dog. Any one looking at him would have said he was common one. But had you asked his little mas ter. Joey Travis, about Blngo you would have been told in the most emphatic manner that Bingo was the greatest, most wonderful, md most heroic, dog on earth. The truth was. Bingo and Joey were almost of an age. Joey being ten years old and Bingo seven. Now. ten years nre but few when measuring the length of boys life. but seven years mark the fast approaching old age of n dog So, you will readily see that while Joey was young at ten years of age hls chum and constant companion. Bingo. was old at seven. But to Joey Blngo wns ever young.
 Together Joey and Blngo went about the woods in the summer time, hunting Now, do not mean that they were hunt ing beasts and birds. for they were not They were hunting jolly good time, and they always found 1t. Perhaps that was because their pleasure did not depend on the wanton taking of innocent life. Joey enjoyed living; so did Bingo. And Joey knew that life was. as sweet to the wild things as 1t was to him and Bingo. Therefore Joey respected the rights of the woods creatures as he respected the rights of his own family at home.
 Now, the pleasures that Joey and Bingo found in their wanderings about the hills and valleys surrounding their home were many. For hours they would He In me shade of some fine old tree and watch the birds fitting about from bough to bough. Again they would take dip In the clear cool water of the fast-running creek where most wonderful shells and brilliant pebbles were to be found. And 1t was Blngo who taught Joey to swim
 Then. after exhausting the novelty of shade and stream, they would ramble through the deep meadow where the cows and pretty calves stood knee-deep in the sweetest of clover. And at even ing on returning home Joey would have most wonderful tales of adventure to re- late to hls mother and father. while Bngo would stand near by, watching with keen interest his young master and seconding everything he said by wagging his tail and blinking hls eye.
 But one cold winter day Joey fell III after having been out in the snow coast Ing with Bingo. That night he tossed with burning fever, and the next day | Bingo missed his young comrades cheery, | 'Good morning, old Bing!' And all day | long Bingo stayed nenr to the door of his beloved masters room, holding his nose close to the crack beneath 1t to scent for any danger. And all day long at frequent intervals Blngo was thrust away from the door to allow Joey's par ents and the doctor to pass in and out But immediately the door was closed Blngo would again take up his position nt the door, his nose at the crack and his quick ear strained to catch hs mas
The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-08-11
When Lettie Lost Her Tongue.
BY HELENA DAVIS.

Ing into a public road quarter of a mile her mother of what had happened. Alas, when about to cry out that witch had stolen her tongue she remembered that she could not say q word. Throwing her arms about her mother the little gir burst Into q flood of tears Then. in an- swer to her mothers anxious question: ing Lettie wept afresh and opened her mouth. showing the absence of her tongue
 My dear daughter, where has your tongue gone to?" asked the mother of Lettle. But seeing that Lettie had no way of telling her except through the means of pencil and paper she hurried into the library and procured writing ma terial. Now, write about what has happened, she said, being very much worried over her little daughters con- dition.
 And Lettie wrote of how the old witch had come and stolen away her tongue But of her foolish wish she wrote not a word until her mother questioned her closely. Then. with bushing face, she confessed how she had foollshly wished to lose her tongue, thinking that without one she should avoid being kept In after school for whispering; and how sorry her mother would be when her little Lettie could not talk any more. And slowly she wrote out the whole truth, telling how 1t was for the purpose of making her mother and teacher feel badly that she had made so rash a wish; and that after al it was she-Lettie-who was the real sufferer. And after the poor mother had consoled Lettie as best she could by promising to have the country secured for the witch, and the stolen tongue restored she pointed out to Lettie the fact that she was suffering the evil result of her own wilfu paughtiness.
 With penitent tears streaming down her cheeks Lettie wrote on the sheet of paper pledge that she would never. never make such a foolish, willful wish again. and furthermore. should she ever recover her precious tongue, she would make an earnest endeavor to use It with caution, only talking when she had some thag to say and never, no never. never, using 1t 10 whisper with in school when she should be getting her lessons.
 Lettie's mother and father instigated
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Lettie was very talkative little girl. She talked so fast that her mama told her she said dozen words without think Ing at al and her teacher was forever keeping her In after school by way Of punishment for having whispered so much during the day. One day Lettie in fit of anger. because her mama chlded her for talking too much at the table while company was being entertained. declared that she wished she might lose her tongue. Now, she was naughty It. tie girl or she certainly would not have made such q rash wish. She was In the back yard. swinging In her pretty ham mock. when she made the wish Just re- corded.
 Now, 1t SO happened that an old witch was passing that way and having seen Lettie in tho yard she crept close be- hind her and listened to what she was saving. Although Lettie was alone. she was talking very emphatlcnlly to herself ''Yes," she declared vehemently, Il wish I might lose my tongue! Then mama and teacher wouldn't always be saying talk too much. If one has tongue one must talk, l guess. So, If "a stop talking l should have to lose my tongue. Ana  1t would be just good enough for mama md teacher should lose 1t, for then couldn't answer their questions. And couldn't reclte at school. either"
 An, little Mss. we'll just relieve you of that precious tongue" said cackling voice behind Lettie. She glanced round to behold q strange-looking old bag stand ing at her elbow. Who gre youT Let tie tried to ask, but she suddenly realized that she had no tongue In her mouth She felt very frightened, of course, and with all her might she cndeavored to ask the old witch to give her back her tongue. for she hadn't the least doubt but that the old hag had robbed her of 1t. But in vain she tried {, speak, her tongue was gone She lifted Ter hands in suppll- eating manner to the old witch, begging with her pitlful eyes for her stolen treas ure. Oh, to be forever without tongue! Horrible! It would be better to lose a hand or foot or-yes, even m eye. She could still go about and see with one eye gone.
 But even whie Lettie pleaded with her hands and eyes the old witch turned about and went off cown the lawn. strik-
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old witch telling her children about the tiny tongue she carried in her pocket. "Ah, it's the tongue out of q pretty but naughty little girls mouth" she was say ing ''Come, bestir yourselves. Which one of my children wants this tongue?'
 The fairy Immediately flew into the cave, jerked the tongue from the hand of the old witch just as she was holding it up for her little witches to inspect. I'll take 1t, If you please" said the fairy, laughing. And beware to you and yours if you ever go within a dozen leagues of the place where you stole this little tongue"
 The old witch trembled with fright, for she feared the fairies greatly, knowing from experience their wonderful power and not word did she say as the fairy flew away from her dingy abode with the coveted tongue
 Then over the mountains and the valleys flew the little fairy. overriding the band of searchers just as Lettie lay down In the shade to rest and take a nap. Touching Lettie's eyes with the tips of her tiny fingers she caused Q sweet sleep to fall upon her. Then she very gently opened Lettie's mouth, inserted the tongue into Its original place, fastened it there with bit of fairy wax from the end of her wand, and flew away.
 In the course of half an hour Lettie opened her eyes and smiled into her mothers face, for her mother had come to rouse her and tell her 1t was time for them to be going after the party. In the first moment of waking Lettie did not think of the loss of her tongue, and ac- cording to habit she cried out: Well. mama, where are wei isn't this a strange place?''
 You can imagine the mothers joy and surprise when her little daughter spoke. "Oh, darling. your tongue, your precious tonguel Where did you find it?''
 And Lettie, as mucn astonished as her mother, laughed and clapped her hands.
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Irish Wit.

An Irish judge. among other peculiari- ties, had habit of begging pardon on every possible occasion. On his circuit his favorite expression was employed In a very singular manner. At the close cf the assize, as he was about to leave his bench, the officer of the court re- minded him that he hnd not yet passed sentence on one of the criminals, as he had intended.
 Dear me- said his lordship, ''I really beg hls pardon-bring him In immedi- ately."
 Two Irishmen were standing looking at Niagara Falls. O'Toole said
 ''Begorra. it's most wonderful, ain't 1t, Pat?'s
 whats wonderful about itT' asked Pat in a very cool tone.
 .Why man, to see all that water comln' over thim rocks" replied o'Toole, enthu- siastically.
 ''I don't see as it's wonderful" dryly responded Pat. putting his pipe In his mouth There's nothin' to hinder It's comin' over as much as It dim pleases."
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dear recollection always made him seek change in order to forget his living grief. Rising from his place under the phaeton, Bingo trotted down the street. and when a little later the girls came from a store to get into their phaeton they found him gone.
 All that day and night Bingo Journeyed on resting only when so overcome by fatigue that he was forced to do so. In the morning he found himself at the back door of a big farm house where a generous work-hand fed him hearty meal Being made welcome wherever he stopped Blngo would remain days at a, place, becoming a bit attached to hisI new friends and surroundings. Then that old memory which tore his heart would drive him on and on.
 And so a year rolled round and Joey's folks thought that Bingo was lost to them forever. They had made inquiry for him as soon as they missed him, but to no avail. One day In the dead of winter a low whine was heard at the kitchen door of Joey's old home and when 1t was opened there stood BIngo, n mere shadow of his former self. He was gathered into the arms ot Joey's mother. patted afrectionately by Joey's father and fed and nursed gently through the night. But on the following morning-when no one was watching him-he stole away. going towards the hillside where Joey. slept A few days later he was found there. lying prone across Joey's grave. He had grown old in the eight years of his life and had come home from his wanderings to die, and to lie with the young master whom he had loved with more than human devotion during his life.
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vehicles with their loads of humanity go- ing off down the road in the cold after noon. But Bingo, still hiding behind the tall white stone, kept hls place till the last wagon was out of sight. Then Ee came forth and went straight to the newly made mound, lying down across 1t. Turning his eyes towards the sky he whlned softly, his great eyes, So full of mortal suffering, becoming dm with mols- ture. Who dares to say that an anlmal-- n dog-never sheds tears while suffering grief knows little of what he Is talking about. In that cold afternoon, lying prone across the grave of hls dear mas ter, Blngo really wept like child. His very heart shed tears, and his plalntiye whine was In reality a moan.
 But as the night came down Bingo re- turned to his home, creeping Into the barn to sleep. Joey's father came in to attend to the horses, but Blngo did not rise as had been his wont In former days. Still he lay in the hay of an un- used manager, his grief too deep to allow of his thinking of food and drink.
 And so the winter wore away, Bngo remaining unhappy and silent. He never frsked about as in the days when he had Joey to play with. He ate barely enough to keep life within his emacinted body. As the spring came and the early blossoms began to appear in the meadow Blngo sought out the old haunts living, no doubt, over the old life in memory and associations. And sometimes he for got to return to the house at night And then he got to wandering farther and farther away from the home which now held no tender tie for him. True. Joey's parents were kind to him, but Joey was not there. And ever since he could re- member Joey had been his companion, for they had grown up together.
 One day Bingo was attracted by boy --a gay-hearted fellow-who was passing through the meadow and who whistled to Bingo to follow him. Bingo went with this new-found friend. following him several miles to another farm. There he remained n week or more, trying to for get Joey and the old life In his new sur roundings with a new and most gentle master.
 But there came a day when memories of Joey and the dear old home surged over him. Then he left his new home to return no more. He travelled for two days, finding water In the springs and creeks along the roadside, and going with out food. But on the third day he be- gan to suffer from hunger. So he halted at a farm house where he heard the sound of children's voices. He was warmly received by both the grown-ups and the children. Food was given him and the family of good-hearted folk did everything to induce the tramp dog. as they called Blngo, to remain with them. And he really had some pleasant days there, going to the river with the boys and following the girls phaeton to town. But one day while in town the longing to travel again came over him. He had been thinking of Joey, and that
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saying: Really, mama dear. do believe a good fairy brought 1t to me. Just as fell asleep I prayed that one would find my tongue and bring 1t to me. And sure enough-here 1t is, safe In my mouth. And what good care I shall take of this tongue, too, since l have learned its great yaluei'
 ''Yes. my little girl will never make that pretty tongue of hers say idle words nor will she permit herself to make 1t whisper in school. But, come, we must hurry after our friends and let you tell them the good news that your precious tongue Is once more safe in its right place"
 And 1t shall always keep its right place, too, mama dear" smiled Lettie as she ran down the mountain side calling in a happy voice: Eve found my tonguei I've found my tonguel"