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The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05
9be Git q Cab

The corporation lawyer and the
conspicuous flnancier were waiting for
The board of directors to assemble.
From the Broadway pavement far be-
low the Office window floated frag-
ments of the monologue of a toy ia
kir."
The lawyer said to his friend:
THAT reminds me of the days In
my teens, when got a job driving
The wagon of medicine fakir in
circuit of the small towns of Ohio.
The doctor had a wonderful har-
angue, and | listened to it several
times day for three months, until
1t became riveted in my memory to
this day. His finest effort went like
this:
In the year of our Lord one thous-
and eight hundred and fifty-four, an
English nobleman and member of par.
lament, Sir Richard Seymour Planta-
genet. was travelling in India, casting
his lordly eye over the vast domains
Of his sovereign queen. While hunt.
ing the mighty three-tusked elephant
of the Ramapootra river, in company
with the Rajah of Calcutta he was
bitten by cobra de capello, the dead
liest serpent known to man, ladies
and gentlemen, whose bite is fatal IN
the space Of one-half hour by the
clock.
"'Sir Richard wrote his will on the
leaf of the papyrus plant and said
farewell to his weeping friends, when
a native staggered up, torn and bleed
ing from the thorns of the jungle,
bringing bundle of leaves of the
ori-bori plant, whose secret had been
confided to him by the Grand Llama
of Thibet.
He bound the leaves on the
wounded ankle of Sir Richard, ladies
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05

and one whose motives were not al
ways easy to fathom-had been at the
parsonage that very morning.
He found his friend expatiating on
tie glory of such as were called upon
to contend with the heather in for
eign parts, thereby securing for them
selves the crown of martyrdom; while
he bitterly lamented the fact that his
own ministry lay in a civilized land,
where nothing ever happened, and the
only distinction possible was that of
patience and long suffering.
ooh, dunno as to that" remarked
the little doctor smiling blandly. Nov
there is Rowden crossroads, for in
stance, which, while not exactly pa
gan, Is about as tough a place as one
would wish to run gainst. They amt
had pa'son there inside of thirty
years; not since the last one was
stoned out of the settlement 1t ought
to be purity good field fo' the sowing
of the Gospel, seem S how the land
has lain fallow so long"
Enough" cried the carson, smil-
ing, Il shall preach there this very
night"
The doctor stopped again at the par
sorage on his way home, after his
visit to the blacksmith snop. He found
the preacher, like another Paul, work.
ing in his garden, that he might not
bo burden to his charge. He leaned
on his hoe and mopped his perspiring
face with a colored cotton handker-
chief as the doctor came up.
Hello, pa'son! still bent on preach
in at Rowden to-night?"
''If tho Lord spare me, brother,
shall most assurediy try to do His
work in that part of His vineyard"
"Wa'al, it looks as If you might find
opposition"
Eve have to expect to wrestle with
Satan sometimes, brother"
"Yes, but It looks as IL Satan d. be
powerful strong in this instance"
How SO? Was it himself you saw
in the flesh?"
ut was himself that l saw in the
flesh of Bill Jenkins, the blacksmith
at Rowden. He's heap sight heavier
man n you be, pa'son, an he says
that you'll have him to lick before you
preach in Rowden tonight. So long,
pa'son."
The little doctor chuckled. He knew
his men and that they we're game.
Coin to be little affair down to
,.owden tonight; better be there about
surdown," he shouted to more than
one acquaintance as he drove past.
True to his word, Parson Jones rode
into Rowden about dusk and hitched
his horse at the rack near the smithy,
which at that hour resembled a fiery
pit. The interior was lit up by the
sullen glow of the forge as with an
evil eye, and without was the gather
ing gloom.
The preacher was long and lank,
and in his clerical clothes was a sight
to see. They hung about him as loose
ly as the limp rags flap about scare
crow in the fields.
The blacksmith came out muttering
inaudibly.
Are you he who would dare inter
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05
A Qua rtet.

He-My dear Miss Smith-or may I call
you Kitty?
Moon-(This promises. fear. to be quite
tame)
She-You oughtn't. but you make It
sound SO pretty!
Cupid-(They' starting in as usual.
Same old game).
He-The moonlight paints with gold your
fairy tresses,
Moon-(Now wouldn't that Just make
you faint awayD
.She-Only a poet thus his thought ex-
Cupid-CWhat idiotic things some peo-
pie sayD
to know It?
Moon-(Now that, 1 must admit. ia
rather good)
She-O. if l cared-Id be too shy to show
Cupid-(They're doing better than I,
thought they wouldD
Ee-Ah-if I dared-but you're SO fo,
above me
Moon-(Aheml l think I'll hide behind
this tree.)
She-Love levels all ranks
He-Do you, can you. love me?
Cupid-(Well. now they have no fur,ba-
use for meD
Carolyn Wells in I.ifs
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05

Brethren" began the preacher,
when all had been assembled, Il feel
like Jacob did after he had wrestled
all night with an angel for sight of
the Almighty"
"Amau!" bawled the blacksmith at
the head of the congregation, and his
eyes roved ceaselessly as if in quest
of someone.
"Only my fight has been with the
powers of darkness; and | bear about
me the stains of the SCOT, and the
scars of the fire and the birthstone OF
that terrible place."
"Amen!" beloved the lusty fellow
IN a louder voice, and his eyes con-
tinued their fruitless search.
Brethren, let us pray and thank
the Lord for the victory He hath
granted over Satan in this benighted
spot"
And the blacksmith prayed with all
the fervor of convert on the mourn
ers' bench. His voice was like the
echo of thunder in the mountains, peal
redoubling upon peal, and crash after
crash DETECTED from the many hills,
until til: little building fairly shook
with its reverberations. Meanwhile
he craned his neck and almost stood
up in vain endeavor TO single out
somebody.
! Guess yo're lookin' fo' de Gocto',
amt yo'?" gibed an irreverent youth
behind him.
The man glared at him but did not
answer.
Doctor Ben was there. He chuckled
despite the sanctity of the place, and
there was mischievous twinkle in
his eyes and sly smile about the cor
ners of his mouth. His face was as
a mask, behind which all manner of
droll thought held high carnival. Bill
Jenkins caught sight of him, where
upon the doctor made the sage reflec-
tion that it would be best for him to
have his horse shod by another black
smith for some time to come. At this
his face fell, for the prospect was not
inviting, Bill jenkins being acknovl-
edged the best horseshoer within
miles of the nelghborhocd.
The doctors irresistible longing for
little fun was responsible for the
blacksmith's discontinue. This is the
way it came about:
"No preacher-man amt agoin' t
preach in dis ere town; no, stree, not
eff knows m'self."
The group about the anvil stood
stock STILL and burly Bill Jenkins
Strengthened himself to his full height.
The help" paused with the horses
hoof still in the lap of his leathern
apron.
Standing with folded arms and with
his back to the table, on which were
his artisans tools, was figure so
quizz!c1lly queer that it was sure to
set you laughing. 1t was Doctor Ben;
shor. and thin, with red hair, red
beard, and red spots on his face which
rome would call freckles. He was
Etoop-shouldered and hollow-chested,
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05
The OId.Time Ball Club.

like to see game of ball; think it's
loads of fun
To see the players at the bat and watch
em strike and run
And slide and yell and all of that. and
yet, 1t seems to me
The game amt half SO full OF life as
what 1t used to be.
wish you could have seen the club In
which l used to play;
or course, 1t wasn't like the clubs you
run across to-day,
For that-now let me think--was nearly
forty years ago,
And ball clubs then weren't like the ones
they have to-day, you know.
Our club comprised the leaders Of our
little country town;
We knocked out ev'ry club there was Tor
twenty miles aroun',
We had no fancy uniforms, but, mind
YOU. we could play;
We made ten times as many runs as
what they make to-day!
Cy Jones' the blacksmith, pitched for US,
and in them days, you know,
You had to please the batter-he could
have 1t high or low.
And Deacon Perry used to catch, except
camp meetin' time,
when he was off exhortin', and we used
his big son Lyme.
Old Squire Smith played at first. and
when his glasses stayed in place
So he could see the ball he always forti-
fed that base.
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05

Judge Simkins played at second, while I
proudly guarded third.
And young Doc Squills was shortstop
and as lively as a bird.
The right was held by Elder Tubbs, the
left by Lawyer Green:
Cap Siders with wooden leg filled in
the gap between.
And they were Jest the men, you bet
designed to do the biz,
Unless twas Green whose leg was stiff
because of rheumatic.
He was our safest player, for he never
tried to pounce
Upon a fly and show himself; he'd take
IT, on the bounce,
But when we got new-style ball he
quit. "I'll Jest be darn"
Said he, "if | will catch ball that amt
made out of yarn!"
Them days the umpire had to do the
bizness on the square,
Or else we'd throw him out and get an
other then and there.
And sometimes when the other side
would kick too hard and loud
Wed have to compromise the thing and
leave 1t to the crowd.
Our wives and sweethearts used to come
and watch us play the game.
And though we'd win or lose they'd al
ways cheer us Jest the same
'Twould do my old heart lots of good to
be back there once more
And play a game with Jest the same old
club we had before.
Boston Herald.
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05
GoriIlas Terrorize Nearoes.

Alfred Yorke, a young explorer,
who has returned to London from the
French Congo, brought back with him
three immense gorillas. He states
that a section of the territory be-
tween the French Congo and the
German Cameroons is filled with
these big beasts.
The natives had been driven away
by the ferocious animals, which had
even succeeded in getting rid Of all
the monkeys.
These animals are generally armed
with heavy clubs, and woe to the
caravan that is attacked by them.
Mr.. Yorke describes one such Incl
dent that happened to the caravan
with which he was travelling, and
says that he and his companions owe
their lives to the large amount of am
munition they carried. with which
they succeeded in routing the goril-
las.
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05
Serious Quarrel Over Water.

Recently a member of the legisla-
tive assembly of South Australia said
in a speech: Il am ready to take up
my rife, and it may be necessary to
send South Australian army into
Victoria and New South Wales to de-
stroy their irrigation works." This
direful threat is due to the tapping
Of the waters Of the Murray-the Aus
tralian Mississippi-by Victoria and
New South Wales, tile two states be-
tween which it forms the boundary
line for the greater part of its course.
The result is that when the one big
river of the commonwealth enters
South Australia for the final stage of
its career it is not the noble and gen.
erous stream that 1t was before being
robbed for irrigation purposes by the
other two states. And the South Aus
tralians, being prevented by insur-
mountable natural conditions from
getting the first pull at the river
themselves, are angry and indignant.
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05
The Man That Laughs

I love the ringing music of a CHEEKY,
hearty laugh,
For 1t routs the imps of worry as the
breezes scatter chaff,
And there's not a scene of gladness
known to mortals here below
But is made little gladder by merry
ho! no! ho!
For Merriment's a singer, and laugh
ter Is his song,
And where the singer singeth the
happy angels throng,
For in all celestial anthems nothing
sweeter is, | trow,
Than the melody.that lures us in ho!
no! ho! no! ho!
You are feeling rather weary-'tis an
oft-recorded tale
And you fancy troubles demons all
are camping on your trail,
Till you meet the man of laughter with
his cherry no! ho! no!
And, some way as you listen, all the
haunting demons go;
Then you vow that this old planet is a
place of joy and cheer,
And there's pleasure in rejecting that
you now are living here
And you wouldn't for fortune lose
your grip on things below
All because you hear the music Of a
ringing ho! ho! ho!
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05
Japan and America,

The worse than silly twaddle which
is still being printed in certain of
the American newspapers concerning
the relations of Japan and the United
States is none the less iniquitous and
mischievous because its character is
so transparent No sane and well-in-
formed person believes for an instant
that there is, in the normal develop.
ment of the affairs of the two nations
the slightest intention on the part of
either government of provoking hos
tilities, or that conditions arising in
the near future where there could be
danger Of a war.-Philadelphia Pub
lie Ledger.
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05
MUSCULAR CHRISTIANITY
BY JOHN SMITH TASSIN.
,puig1ted 1908, by The Authors Publishing Company

And he barred his arm, on which the
muscles stood out like cords of steel.
The bellows heaved; the fire leaped
up; the iron became a cherry red; then
white scales formed upon it; the anvil
rang, and shower Of sparks fell about
the place.
The little doctor chuckled knowing
ly. 1t was way he had whenever
highly amused, which must have been
most of the time, for his thoughts
we're perennial fountain of fun, bub-
bling up within him.
1t is not to be concealed that Doc,
tor Ben-a recent convert, by the way,
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05
Hens Strange Rice.

From Tiveshall, Norfolk, England
Mr.. c. Lain, farmer, drove the other
day to Pulham Oak, distance of sew.
eral miles. On arrival there he put
the cart in shed and transacted his
business. Nearing home he was as.
tonished to find one Of his own hens
perched on the axle of the cart. The
fowl had ridden the whole journey
in this curious position. She was not
disturbed and occupied her chosen
perch till next morning.
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05
CUBS FOOD
They Thrive On Grape-Nuts.

Healthy babies don't cry, and the
well-nourished baby that is fed on
Grape-Nuts is never crying baby.
Many babies who cannot take any
other food relish the perfect focd,
Grape-Nuts, and get we'll.
MY little baby was given up By
three doctors, who said that the con-
densed milk on which l had fed her
had ruined the child's stomach. Ono
Of the doctors told me that the only
thing to do would be to try Grape
Nuts, so l got some and prepared It
as follows: soaked "a tablespoon
fuls in one pint of cold water for half
an hour, then strained off the liquid
and mixed IL teaspoonfuls of this
strained Grape-Nuts juice with six
teaspoonfdls of rich milk. put in a
pinch of salt and a little sugar,
warmed it and gave 1t to baby every
two hours.
in this simple, easy way l saved
baby's life and have built her up to
strong. healthy child. rosy and laugh
Ing. The food must certainly be per-
feet to have such wonderful effect
as this. / can truthfully say think
1t is the best food in the world to
raise delicate babies on, and is also
delicious. healthful food for grown
ups. as We have discovered in our
family"
Grape-Nuts Is equally valuable to
the strong. healthy man or woman.
1t stands for the true theory of
health. There's Reason" Read
"The Road to Wellyille." In pkgs.
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05

daily to and fro,
The one is clad in robes of white, the
other in garb of woe.
The voice of one is laughter; the 9th
er's is a sigh,
Joy is the one, the other Woe; for
souls of men they vie;
And the one comes running, running,
summoned by the witching spell
OF the ripping notes of laughter that
the spirits rapture tell;
While the other straight is driven
from the souls 1t haunts below
By the ringing and the singing of a
ho! ho! no! ho! ho!
We all do love the music of q cherry,
hearty laugh
To spirits bowed with trouble It's a
heaven-given staff
But our burdens seem so heavy as we
pass them in review
That we often let another do the
laughing we should do;
At any rate, it's so with me, for I'm
of brittle clay,
And happy it is with you, although !
do not say:
And so, perchance, you'll join with me,
this one bouquet to throw,
To the man who brings us blessing
with the ho! no! no! ho! hoi
"A. j. Waterhouse in New York
Times.
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05

fere with the preaching of the Word
OF God in this placer" asked the par.
son, as he calmly removed his coat.
i mo preacher-man amt agoin' t.
reach in dis ere town." sputtered the
blacksmith. drawing off his leathern
apron and wiping his hands upon it.
mo, stree! not ef l."
The preachers hand descended
upon his mouth, cutting short the sen.
tence.
Then ensued lively scufIle, during
which the spectators hastily gathered
around the two combatants. The
blacksmith directed a well-aimed blow
with all his force; but the wiry parson
simply turned sideways, and it went
past him like blade, which unexpect.
ed ruse sent his heavy antagonist
sprawling face foremost, in the dust.
He soon had him covered and was
pounding vigorously.
81 am going to preach in this town
tonight"
mot eff I"
Again the blows hailed thick and
fast
LET up, there! Enough! Stop,
stop!"
81 am going to preach and want you
to attend in the front pew and to lead
in all the responses"
81 will, | will! Oh! Oh! Stop!"
pleaded the blacksmith.
Somebody handed the minister his
coat, and he brushed the dust from
his trousers as well as possible. AND
straight from the field of battle all
marched to the little town meeting
house, where we find them at the
opening of this story.
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05

and had cast of countenance SO com
ical that you could think of him only
as kings jester.
The blacksmith was so angry that
h, fairly bit his words.
See ere, doc" he cried, and his
forearm sawed the air, Eve ha' spliced
ou' young uns, an buried ou' dead in
desc ere crossroads fo' nigh on to
thirty years withouten interference o.
no pa'son-man; an we amt agoin' T.
pay no fees now TO wat de good Gawd
grants free"
"Oh, dunno as to that" said the
little doctor. II hearn our pa'son
low that he intended holdin' prey'r-
yleetin' here tonight"
"Dang yo' pa'son!' replied the other.
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05
Fence Wire Carries MESSAGES.

Telephone communication has been
established between a number of Aus
tralian farms by means of wire
fences. 1t has been found easy to
converse with station eight miles
distant by means Of instruments con-
nected on the wire fences.
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05

ter l began to suffer
with my kidneys. Z
had pains in my back
and hips and felt all
worn out. Dizzy
spells bothered me
and the kidney Sc
cretions were irregu.
lar. The first box OF
Doan's Kidney Pills
brought decided re-
lief 7 am sura thew
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05

would do the same for any other
woman suffering as did" /
Sold by all dealers, so cents boz.
Foster -Mflburn Co., Buffalo. N. Y.
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05
CUTICURA CURED FOUR.
Southern Woman Suffered With Itch.
ing, Burning Rash-Three Little
Babies Had Skin Troubles-Calls
Cuticura Her Old Standby.

Cuticura Her Old Standby.
"My baby had running sore on his
neck and nothing that l did for it took
effect until used Cuticura My face was
nearly full Of letter or some similar skin
disease. 1t would itch and burn so that
could hardly stand it. Two cakes of Cuti-
cura Soap and box of Cuticura Ointment
cured me. Two years after it broke out on
my hands and wrist. Sometimes 1 would
go nearly crazy for it itched so badly.
went back to my old standby, that had
never failed me-one set of Cuticura Rem
edies did the work. One set also cured
my uncle's baby, whose head was cake Of
sores, and another baby who was in the
same fix. Mrs. Lille Wilcher, 77O Elev-
enth St., Chattanooga, Tenn, Feb. 16, 'O7."
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05
WORN OUT WOMEN.

VIII Find Encouragement in Mira
Merritt's Advice. a
Mrs. w. L. Merritt, 207 s. First
Ave, Anoka, Mimi, says: Last wins
The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-02-05

Two angels walk upon the earth, wall
Decorah-posten og ved arnen., 1908-10-16

Spmerfiombeb. 9efofningen free.
Der | fsrite H9ffe 3Iarbeo | bet Dir.
bar, Tom err ifabt Of bet fore SANDS.
ulptfe, og SpsrgsmaoIet er: Wagter
Rigsoagen Spsapen? Gen fsrite
getingelie err, at @igs6agen lamar.
beioer meb en-. @eeiering, Ser bar
SiIilutning Dos S~oIfetbinsets Sler.
tai, Der after ntaa piie Ro oe Selp.
~beberifeIie. 2ignenbe Srop titles til
Wtinoretauene, iaa Rigsoaeens Sor.
banblinger life foregaar iinoer Sfan.
balens Gesn.
&eformparttet oe bet forbanoIenbe
Genitre bnpbe ct SPIlesmsbe | Rigs.
oa9en ighar. sGe Miniitre bar til.
iteoe peo @sbet, iom pare6e ct 8ar
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ebriitenien enbnu itsttes of SOBER.
ne, meoens De iielanbffe oe fpnife
Giasbagsmanb forboIoer fig mere
reierperebe. Sieitr6 gergs Chan.
GER er forrineebe; Ntniiterfriien ME.
mes fsrit at fltnne lsies efter Sands.
~tbinaSoaI9ene / 2oen og lobe &reos
ben 2oen OCTOBER.
Decorah-posten og ved arnen., 1908-10-16

SarIiat 9cgctpi. Soreer Staben
felht, IL gar eammeI o. Ssu ii
9fr. og Mrs. Sobias Stabenfelbt
GnIutb, fit forIeben ct meeet inierte
fillot Sfu0iaar. i6et Segefammerd'
ten Rliben SnuIion ifuloe ,noerise,
ct Iooet @epGr.
Tpnbrinsenoc 2eSnine. @illidn1
Sambfin, Der par aniat Tom Zine
man" peS gpen auitins eIeftriife
SpspGrf, blep 2srooe brGbt peo al
fomnte | @erereIie meo ell "lepenoe"
cleftriif 9eSning. Settc or oct anoei
Sffer peo Spers oiientIiee grbeioer
inben De TO iioite Tiger, ioet Sharon
Sor fort Sio for blep orRbt pen
Sommeuitprtuius at en- aioafgrsit.
SorbolbsrcsIer mob 2ipbtcria. 5
Woutepiocp forefom Der for fort Sio
iioen flere SilfGIoe al Gipbteria,
hporaf ct bar bpoeIigt, og for at 70.
rcbpgae Smittcns Sprebelie bar
man life olene fporuuieret DC Suie,
hpor Spg6ommen or optrdaot, meft
ser forores oeioa SpecunoerisgeIie
&c attcit al ioapeI ole Sfolebsrn
Tom 29rere. fereno DC fan foa gn.
gang til SfoIen. Geo beune raoi.
foIe Sremaangsmoooe penter man
ut binore SpgoommenS pioere Sno.
tr9ngen.
Garncsics 6ape til spcnferne.
@uitopus IooIphus College | ct,
Teter bar fra anore,p Carnegie moo.
taget en- RET onielis @aoe, nemlig
$4,000. Sette er bopeoingeIie en-
az De @eitrGbeIier, Tom @u.
nerner Sobnion bar giort, ibet ban
peb Iere 9eiligbeoer p~erionlig bar
teupenot fla til Den eaomilbe MiI.
lion9r. Sfelge Den o%prinbeIiee Sper.
ensfomit, ifllI6e Ser blanbt Spenifer.
nc optaaes Ell Subifription til rGpn'
tc College, % Carnegie iorpIigteoe
fig til at poe Ell tiliparenSe Gum,
cog maotte DC tegneoe Subifriptio.
lter bore inobctoIte, fsr ser funbe
Sprbring poa Gornegies
"a Der bIanbt oe teoneoe
9iSraa bar en- itsrre Gum, Der life
ror reoe 0enge, men 9eois forfaIbne
inoen Ell ois Sio, ifreo @%uperusren
til Mr. Carnegie bcrom, % Sparet
tilliaemeo Ell 9nnfnnbisnine
rao $32,500 oufom forleoen Dag,
retop Tom sc ~ioeuife 2utberonere
lin 50oe aarSfeit / Wtinne.