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Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1908-03-14
CHAPTER XIII.

Beautiful summer we are havin'," said
Mr.. Frost, with CHASTITY attempt to seem
at ease. His lips were blue, and his
eyes were dilated and curiously pale.
Neither O'Rourke nor Zeno took the
slightest notice of him, but each regarded
the other 6xedly.
you are here" said O'Rourke to
Zeno. Ito discuss the purchase of arms
for IrelandT
THAT il why I am here" answered
Zeno.
when that Is over we will find a
private place somewhere and discuss an
other question" O'Rourke said quietly.
Every WE'LL" said Zeno, just as calmly.
Dobroski and O'Rourke discussed the
business Of the morning seriously, and
Zeno's aspect Of seriousness was COM
plete. The patriot had never before con-
cerned himelf personally in an enterprise
of this kind, and would scarcely have
cared for Frost as colleague even now
II he had not felt so sure OF his hold
over him. The discovery Of the morning
alone would have given him a power
which Frost would have been powerless
to fight against, and even apart from that
he knew enough to break him score OF
times over.
When the morning business was fin
ished and 1t had been finally arranged
that the whole details of the purchase
should be left practically in O'Rourke's
hands, with Frost to act as his interme-
diary, the three guests took their leave
together.
.Where can we have that talk l spoke
about?" asked O'Rourke, as they came
upon the street.
"You can come to my rooms, II yor
please" responded Zeno, somewhat sui
senly.
ION second thought" said O'Rourke
we will find other quarters, Mr.. Wro
blewskoff. | happen to know very re
spectacle and quiet restaurant near you
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AIR WAVE cRUsHEs HOTEL.
In Switzerland, 10 Die, IS Others Are
Injured,

Berne, Switzerland, March Am
avalanche descended Sunday near the
village of Coppenstein. The enormous
atmospheric pressure which accom-
panied it demolished hotel at the
mouth of the Letscheuthal tunnel, kill
ing 10 persons and injuring Is others.
The occupants of the hotel, numbering
80, were surprised while seated at the
table by sinister rumblings. Almost
Immediately two children rushed into
the dining room and screamed AN
avalanche, an avalanche" There was
Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1908-03-14

Isumsrsd with Aoxsna for forty
years and could md nothing TO
cure me until I tried 3. 3. 3. ]
suffered intensely with the ttoh-
Ing and burning; pustules would
form from which there flowed =
the skin AID whsn scrstohsd on
the skin was loft ~ raw ~ . piece
pr besf. I suffered agony In the
long years I was emicted, but
whom I used 8. 3. 3. I found = per-
fsct cure. There has never been
any return Of the trouble.
o. n. BVA1o,
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SKIN DISEASES
f1UMORS I'M THE BLOOD

When the blood Is fresh and healthy the skin will be soft smooth
blenshes In
aion Its Is manifested BY skin eruption disease Thess
blood of inactive sluggish
This l
acid
poison through
Salt Rhu and skin eupons various kinds usually
With slight redne of the skin followed by puu from which thes
flows sticky fluid that dries and crust and the itching intense
the body be affected In letter the skin dries cracks and beeds
intended
plant fevsh condition giving
ahery face
Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1908-03-14

Up to few years ago the dentists of
Japan pulled teeth with their fingers
Forceps and other Instruments are uow
being generally used
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form Of Pr&ples and BLACK heads, While
Psoriasis comes In scaly patches on differ
emit parts Of the body One Of the worst
forms Of skin trouble Is Salt Rheums
its favorite point Of attack Is the scalp,
and Ivy are also disagreeable types Of skin
disease. Tho humor producing the trouble
lies dormant In the blood through tho
Winter to break out and torment the
sufferer with the return of Spring. The best
treatment for all skin diseases Is S. S. 8.
1t neutralizes the acids and removes tho
humors so that the skin instead of being
irritated and diseased, Is nourished by .
supply Of fresh, healthy blood. External
applications Of salves, washes, lotions, ETC.,
while they soothe the itching caused by
akin affections, can never cure the trouble
Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1908-03-14
SIS.
PURELY vegetable

do not the blood down Into the eircuo,
particle Of foreign matter and the blood r.
norma. condition. thereby permanently curing form Of
Skin medical advice desired sent ire
iii witA g. all first drug
I'M &NEOEEI0 A1KAHTA. a.
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before night" replied Jane. If there
don't, the food won't be wasted"
Maybe III come over tomorrow"
remarked Esther, with a Pickering
hope in her eyes. "Perhaps I'll come
over and bring my knitting"
"Do,' said Jane, without enthusi-
asm.
She carried an armful Of wood up
stairs and filed the drum stove in
Asa's room. It made a CHEEKY roar
as the flames leaped up the chimney,
and Jane listened with a rapidly beat
ing heart. 1t did seem as though Asa
must be coming. Everything bore
such an old familiar look. The cold
loneliness Of the later years had slip
ped away, and it needed only the firm,
light step bounding up the stairs to
wipe out all those bleak years and
bring back the warm, beautiful past.
Captain Smith rolled down the street
toward the station. he turned once
and watched a rabbit scuttling across
the road, and his mouth watered as
he thought Of the delectable rabbit pie
that was browning in the Smith oven
at that moment.
When he faced about again he stared
into the eyes Of stranger-no, not a
stranger, but ghost, for the sea does
not give up her dead. So it must be
ghost!
A hard hand on his shoulder, a IA
m1l1ar voice ringing in his ears-the
hand and voice of Asa Ward! But
Asa Ward was dead!
Hello captain! Tell me how my dear
old mother is. I haven't heard a word
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ed lamp and made a cup of tea.
Then she got out some apple sauce and
bread and butter and ate her supper.
After that was over she washed the
dishes and sat down again before the
fire. Somehow tonight seemed differ
ent from former Thanksgiving ewes.
There was a reminder of that other
night when Asa did not come in the
low wall of the wind through the oak
trees, and the swishing of the locust
boughs against the roof sounded like
the rush of waves.
There was fercer blast, a rising
shrek, and Jane arose and clasped her
hands to her ears. 4 shudder of su-
perstitious horror crept over her, and
her skin seemed to shrink as the little
house rocked on it's foundation. Then
the wind subsidized as suddenly as it
had arisen and there was dead still
ness.
Jane sank trembling to her knees.
Lord, whatever has come over me?"
she whispered brokenly. II am weak
as baby to be scared by a squat like
that" She knelt there for a long time
with closed eyes, and then gradually
there came great peace into her worn
face. Her lips moved noiselessly. and
Jane Ward prayed.
I'LL do what can to give a feast
to some poor SOUL" murmured Jane
as she got upon her feet. God forgive
me for sinful woman
She lighted lantern and, tying
shawl over her head, went out into the
night. It was moonlight, and the path
to the chicken house was broad,
white way, down which her little fig
ure walked, leaving a grotesque, black
shadow behind it. The air was crisp
and sharp, and there was a light wind
"a singular change from the sudden
squall that had so unnerved her.
Jane pushed the door open and look
ed around. The large white rooster,
the youngster of the flock and the ap-
pie of Jane Wards eye, grumbled at
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in years, and I've written, God knows
have written'- Tears fell down Asa
Wards bronZed cheeks and splashed
upon the hands which were tightly
clasped in Captain Smiths.
"She's all right, boy" wheezed the
captain joyfully. now fully convinced
that the substantial hands he held
were not ghostly ones, "but she's
grieved herself most to death. It will
be great shock to herr
'Take me to her now, captain, or,
stay, is she still in the old placer
Yes. But where have you been: We
thought you were LOST
Il was picked up by a southbound
tramp steamer and carried around the
cape to the south sea islands and Chi
ma. got job on a Yangtse river
steamer and wrote mother regularly.
I don't know why she did not hear.
Then l wrote to you, and I have been
afraid to come home for His voice
broke.
Run along, lad. Jane Ward is wait
ing for you. Joy never kills. Make
haste"
Jane Ward surveyed the table visit
fully. It was set now with all the
viands, and no stranger had come to
partake Of them; she felt no appetite
for them herself. She turned away
with sudden revulsion Of feeling and
a sharp return Of the old bitterness.
At that instant the gate clicked.
There was the light, firm step on the
path. the door was flung open, and
"Asa! Asa! Asaw she cried joyfully.
THE Lord is very good!''
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about the farmers barnyard.
Cousin Sarah carved it and gave the
boy the drumsticks, which he liked the
best, and took a piece of the breast
herself, but that seemed to make very
little impression on the great turkey.
The boy was silent for awhile, for
he was hungry and the drumsticks
were very good. Presently, however,
he said. cousin Sarah, must people
give thanks when they haven't any
thing to give thanks for?'
why, what do you mean, dear boy
Every one has something to be thank
full for, and you have a very great
DEAL"
Yes, l know 1 havev' said the boy.
But must people be thankful for salt
fish and potatoes when they haven't
anything else at al?"
Cousin Sarah thought they must, for
salt fish and potatoes were a very great
deal better than nothing, and the boy
returned to his drumsticks, finished
the first and began on the second.
Presently he said. "Will you have
some more turkey, Cousin Sarah?''
mo. dear, thank you! have had
quite enough"
The boy drew long breath. Then
I can have the rest of the turkey" he
said in tone Of satisfaction, because
mamma told Mary she might go to
dinner with her sister after we were
DONE"
Cousin Sarah looked at him in
amazepent.
my dear little boy" she said, what
do you mean? The rest of this huge
turkey? Why, you would die! Any
way you couldn't eat half of it."
II don't want it myself" the boy ex-
planned. II want it to take to the Jaw
kins' because they have nothing but
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nOOO1CN
made her faint
yet somehow she slew the white
rooster, and while his headless BODY
still contorted before her Mortified eyes
she returned to the roost and sacrificed
yet another victim.
She carried them to the house. She
built roaring fire in her cooking
stove; she picked, cleaned and washed
the chickens and set them in the cool
pantry. She went to the cellar and
brought up a pumpkin. That night
she made pumpkin pies; she made
cookies and doughnuts; she got apples
from the garnet and cider from the
cellar.
She built fire in the drum stove in
Asas room. She aired his bed and
warmed it with the old brass warming
pan. She made all ready for the COM
Ing of some one as she had made ready
five years ago.
It was 3 o'clock when Jane Ward
went to bed, and the tired old woman
fell Immediately into deep, sound
sleep from which she did not awaken
until the morning was we'll advanced.
With unabated vigor Jane prepared
her Thanksgiving dinner. The chick
ems We're roasting in the oven; the
table in the dining room was spread
with spotless cloth; the blue and
white dishes reflected the freight:
the sun shone on the glass dishes of
currant jelly and turned them into
glowing rubies. Above all was the
Thanksgiving atmosphere.
Esther Pike tramped heavily into
the kitchen and stopped short at the
sight of Jane Ward. Jane was peeling
vegetables. There were great golden
turnips, silver skinned onions, crisp
white potatoes, cracking spicy celery.
Good morning, Esther Pike" said
Jane kindly. II was afraid I'd scared
you away for good and all last night.
l hope you don't mind what disap-
pointed old woman says out of the
hardness Of her heart"
Land, nor calculated Esther cor
daily. II am dreadful pleased you've
come to your senses, Jane Ward! Co.
ing to have company to dinnerT' she
asked eagerly.
II don't know" returned Jane sober
~. "Ill have whoever the Lord sends.
Ny table is waiting for the hungry
and the needy"
Land, it makes me hungry to smell
all your good things" returned Esther
meaningly.
you staying with Ann?" asked Jane
abruptly.
Eyes; we're going to have roast pork
and apple sauce"
THAT amt to be despised," returned
Jane.
Il thought you wasn't going to keep
Thanksgiving no more, Jane Ward"
said Esther presently, with a keen
glance at the old woman.
II wasn't going to till got to think
Ing things over. and I made up my
mind l would keep it every year."
said Jane slowly, while her faded eyes
filed with tears.
'Well, I guess I'll be going along
Seems too bad If nobody comes along.
You'd have lot of victuals on your
hands," said Esther, rising and peer
Ing into the well filed pantry.
Il guess somebody III come along
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D e c a u s e they
thought it would
be more sociable.
W h en- Mary
brought in the
turkey it looked
a l m o S big
enough to carry
her instead. 1t
was like a brown
m o u n t lin, all
smoking hot and
o"CAAAuS, vi, so
good! And it
pulled out its
breast and held
Its arms and legs
close to its sides
and looked as
proud as if it
were still strut
ting ma1eSticallv
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ed to go. Things sometimes happen
so!
Papa and mamma had to dine with
Aunt Briggs because she was ninety
years old and all alone, and Aunt
Briggs did not like little boys. So papa
| and mamma looked very sad as they
Kissed their hands for goodby, and
when the boy saw that he tried to look
as IT he liked to be left behind and
smiled and kissed his hand to them
very cheerfully.
| But after they were gone he felt very
solitary, so he thought he would. 20
and feed his guinea pigs. He also
gave bits Of cabbage to the snails that
lived down by the fence. He was sure
they must be very hungry because the
things they used to eat were all gone.
Here is your Thanksgiving dinner,
sna1ls," he said gravely. "You are
thieves, you know, because you used to
eat the peas and the celery, but sup
pose you get hungry just the same"
The snails said nothing, but perhaps
they. were grateful.
Two boys were fighting for an an.
PIE out In the street, and presently the
Digger boy got it away from the small
er one, and the smaller one cried.
Here, hi! said the boy to the one
VINO had lost the apple. "Wait a min
ute! He ran to the kitchen and
brought back a great, round, rosy ap-
pie three times as big as the one for
which the boys had been fighting.
Take this! he said to the little bow
Are you hungry?'
Yes, l be!' said the boy, who was
very ragged and still barefooted. al.
though it was cold.
but you will have your Thanksgiv-
ing dinner soon. won't you?" asked our
boy.
The other nodded. "Salt fish and
taters" he said.
Our boy looked very serious. "No
turkey?" he asked.
! well, 1 guess notv' said the other.
whose name was Jimmy Jawkins.
'"ihank YEP he added gruf1y. I'm
goln' to give It to Sis. She can't eat
salt fish,"
And he went off, rubbing the apple
on the sleeve Of his grimy jacket.
The boy looked after him with a
troubled face. He knew that this boy
lived In little yellow cottage down
the Green lane, that he had five broth
ers and sisters and that his mother
was very poor. He was still thinking
ABOUT them when the bell rang for
dinner.
He went in hand in hand with Cons
IN Sarah, and they sat side by side
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clicking needles kept time to the tick
ing Of the big clock.
Suddenly the door opened, and an
other woman entered. She was tall
and thin, with scanty dark hair strain
ed away from her forehead.
'Howdy do, Jane Ward?" she said in
deep masculine voice, seating her.
self in the Boston rocker, where she
could stare into Jane Wards face. Il
thought I'd run in and see what prep
arations you was making for Thanks
giving this year"
Jane Ward looked up. II amt max
ing none," she said, with little snap
Of her lips, land you know it, Esther
Pike. You know I amt keeping
Thanksgiving any more"
you're tempting Providence, Jane"
returned the other woman succinctly.
tempting fddlesticksv' snorted
Jane contemptuously. II kept Thanks
giving for thirty years, and you've ct
with me often enough to know that I
kept it well!''
Esther Pike WINGED. 'There amt no
denying but you set mighty liberal
table, Jane" she said hastily. what
I meant was that it does seem dread
full wicked for you to set up and say
you won't keep no Thanksgiving when
every soul in Upper Village is laying
out to have something. Even the dar-
kies down in the Patch are"-
Jane Ward arose and Strengthened
her little figure. She pointed a shining
needle at Esther Pike, who wriggled
as though she were impaled upon it's
end. How many years is it since I
kept Thanksgiving, Esther Pike?" de-
manded Jane.
"Oh, four or five, 1 guess" replied
Miss Pike reluctantly.
"Ain't it ever since my son Asa was
lost at sea?" quavered Jane Ward.
"Yes-for goodness sake-yes. OF
course I know it, Jane. didn't mean
no HARM" Miss Pike was visibly
alarmed at James strange manner.
''Ain't you been here every Thanks
giving eve to ask me if was going to
keep Thanksgiving?'
EYES," returned Esther as family as
her booming tones would allow.
what is it you're trying to find out,
them" demanded Jane Ward harshly.
do you think I'm going to keep
Thanksgiving just because you come
and tell me I'm flying in the face Of
Providence If I don't? Providence!
Humph!'
Esther Pike paled and rose to her
ungainly height. II guess I'll be going,
Jane Ward" she said sourly. II amt
partial to visiting blasphemersv'
Jane sat down in her chair again.
"Well, Esther, by the time you've
made the round Of Upper Village and
told everybody that Jane Wards a
blasphemer it'll be time to get home
and set your own pot a-biling!'
The door slammed sharply, and Jane
Ward, bending over her knitting, felt
the hot tears dropping on the blue sock
She was thinking Of that Thanksgiv-
ing eve five years BEFORE when she
had watched for Asa's return The
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THE DOOR WAS FLUNG OPEN AND

5000 OOSAs WAC cAON0 O1AN AMI
pantry was grooming with toothsome
viands. Asa's favorite pies stood in q
row on the shelf, and Asa's cookies
and Asa's doughnuts awaited him in
deep, cool pots. The turkey was stuff
ed and waiting, the cranberry sauce
nodded In the best glass preserve
dish.
Asa's room was warmed and watt
ing His slippers stood before the fire,
whsrs the Boston rocker awaited his
tired body. The great fire on the
hearth reflected all these things and
shone on James tired, eager face,
watching at the window, when Captain
Smith came halting up the path and
told her. The gale, man overheard,
Asa Ward-that was all. The bluff
ole captain went away, and Jane
Ward, in fury Of grief, devastated
her laTder and threw the v1ands to the
fowls. Jane lived alone after that, her
stony resignation broken by occasional
fierce bursts Of grief. Never after that
night did Jane Ward keep Thanksgiv-
tina 8he took a fierce delight in fast
1ne a that particular day that was set
apU4 eor thanksgiving.
w,ght gathered in, and Jane light
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The JaWkinS sf Green Lane
By FRANK II. SWEET
Copyright. 1908. by American Press
Association

salt fish and potatoes, and I'm afraid
they may not know that they ought to
give thanks for that
Cousin Sarah listened with interest
to the boys story about Jimmy Jaw
kins, the red apple and the salt fish.
Then she rose and said: "You shall
take the turkey to them, dear boy!
am sure it is just what your mamma
would like. Only I think you will
have to let me carry it for you. for it
Is almost as big as you are"
So Cousin Sarah took the turkey on
its great blue platter, and the boy
took the cranberry sauce in one hand
and a dish Of apples in the other, and
off they went.
The people whom they met looked
very much surprised to see a young
lady carrying huge turkey through
the street, but Cousin Sarah didn't
care in the least for that, but only
thought how pretty the boy looked,
trudging along with her, holding his
cranberry sauce so carefully and look
Ing round every now and then to see
If she was all right.
So they reached the poor little cot
tage where the Jawkinses lived, and
they stopped a moment outside the
door to take breath, for they had
been walking fast. !.
They heard child crying inside,
and then a tired woman's voice said:
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TWO DISHES. IN BRAVELY.
"Here is your Thanksgiving dinner!'
he said, looking round at the six hun
cry faces which were clustered round
the bare table. you must give
thanks, you know, even when it's only
salt fish, but I thought you could give
more thanks for turkey and cranberry
sauce, cause I'm sure I could myself
And for the first time in their lives the
Jawkins children did give thanks.
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the row ding
hens about him.
He sat invitingly
near the door. If
he had been in
the topmost cor
ner Of the roost
Jane Ward would
have captured
him that night.
She had never
killed a chicken
In her life-the
sight Of blood
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His crouch was the worst he had ever
had,
Which was strong, as you may believe
The thing that had gotten him in so bad
And had made him so temperamentally
Was the fact that every one else was
glad.
For it was Thanksgiving eve
And whom are they thankful to-" he
said.
"And what are they thankful for?
There is no God. He is long since dead.
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And accident governs the world instead
There is nothing but trouble and woe
And more of the same in store"
He grew as bright as a cheerful tomb,
And his mood was a dismal blue.
He crammed himself with jag Of gloom
TIL for anything else he had no room.
Yet strangely his dreams of a direful
DOOM
Not one of them ever came true
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There was nothing the
matter with things
below
In spite Of the pes
simist's pain.
He needed an actual
grief to show
How fiimsy was all
his imagined woe,
1t was only a pose
he assumed, you
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Its all there Is,
dear, 'cept ia
tiers. Try a ia
ter, and then
Jimmy III give
We the pretty APP
pie. Do now, Sis
sy, like a good
girl. Doctor said
you must eat,
else you wouldn't
never get we'll"
At this mo-
ment Cousin Sa-
rah opened the
door and stood
holding up the
great turkey,
while the boy
m a &c h ed in
bravely with his
49,
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A Boys Thanksgiving
-.

, was Thanksgiv-
ing day, and the
boy was standing
in the doorway
watching papa
and mamma get
into the carriage.
They were going
away, t gu g b
they did not want
to go at all, and
the boy had to
stay at home e,
thOuph ho won't
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NE WARD bent
over her knitting,
her Wrinkled face
puckered to
harsh lines that
belied the mild
brown eyes be-
hind the steel
bowed spectacles.
James chair was
drawn in front Of
the stove and hn,.
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THANKSGIVING OF
THE PESSIMIST,
BY j. A. EDGERTON.

PESSIMIST sat on the
small Of his back,
Where pessimists
sometimes sit.
He painted the uni
verse all in black.
He frequently mutter-
ed: ALAS, alack,
The world is essential
ly out Of whack!
There isn't a doubt
of it"