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The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21
PREFERRED YOUNG MAN TO
WHISKEY.

The firm of E. D. Morgan & Com
pany, whose founder was in later
life the war governor of the State
or New York, and United States Sen
ator, is still in business in the Wall
street section, New York City, under
the immediate direction of the sur
viving Junior partner, John T. Terry,
now ninety years of age. Although
so far advanced in years, Mr.. Terry,
who is an elder in the Presbyterian
Church of Irvington, New York, trav-
els to the city in a motor car four
days out of each week, and spends
four hours at his desk.
1t was in 1910 that Mr.. Terry's
father learned from Mr. Morgan, with
whom he had strong personal
friendship, that the merchant would
like to associate himself with a
young man who could be trained up
to carry on the business. The elder
Terry proposed his eighteen-year-old
son, and the young man was invited
to call at the Morgan Office. When
he entered the merchants room, his
face noted a bottle of liquor stand
ing on the mantlepiece. The CONVEX
sation ran on to the satisfaction of
both parties, and Mr.. Morgan was
offering his visitor employment when
the latter interposed:
"Pardon me, Mr. Morgan, but I see
bottle of liquor here. Does your
house sell liquor along with other
merchandise?''
Eyes, this is one line of our trade, u
answered the merchant.
I'm that case, SIR" was the instant
and sturdy response, II shall have to
decline your offer. / cannot be asso-
ciated with any business where Ii.
quors are handled"
Mr.. Morgan was doubtless surpris.
ed, but he showed no annoyance. He
simply answered.:
ooh, we'll, I>don't care anything
about that part of the business. II
you will come in with us, we won't
sell any more liquors"
And no man ever bought intoxi.
cants from e. D. Morgan & Company
from that day to this.-Ex.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21
MOTHERS LOVE.

ooh. mother, see what I have!
why, Billy Grover, where in the
world did you get those little birds?"
Down in a nest under the bush.
And the nest was crowded so full!
There are three more in 1t; may go
and get another one, mother?"
"And what would the poor mother
bird Think"
ooh, there'll be two left, and she'll
never know the difference. And the
nest was so full before, mother, that
| don't see how in the world she
could keep all Of them warm. Maybe
she'd be glad if I would take some of
them away"
Just then the door-bell rang, and
mother did not have time to talk any
more with her little son. Billy took
the two birds he had up to his room,
and when he came back, Aunt Kate
was there.
"And how's my Billy boy?" she
said.
Fine" said Billy.
"And are you going home with me
this timer"
II don't think mother could spare
me-"
ooh, she has Fred and Greta left,
and she'll never miss you, and the
house is so crowded, maybe she would
be glad If should take you away"
Now don't you think it was very,
very strange that Aunt Kate said al
most the same words about Billy's
mother as he had said about the lit
tie birds mother?
Billy didn't said another word, but
can tell you what he did. He went
right up to his room and he got those
little birds, and then he ran down the
walk to the bush just as fast as his
little feet could patter, and he put
those birds back in the nest, and you
should have seen how happy that
mother bird looked.
And now I'll tell you a secret, if
you'll never tell Billy I told you.
When he came back again to his
room, he knelt down by the bed and
whispered:
''Please, dear God, if you will for
give me for taking those birds this
time, I onot think I ever shall
want to take any more little birds
away from their mothers, and I'll try
not to let any other boys do it, either
If I can stop them. "-Olive Plants.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21
WIEN BEDTIME COMES.

On Santa Fe train coming out
mother and her brood of five-four
girls and one boy. They had left Ill
inois the day before, and were on
their way to "the new country"
where the husband and father has a
claim which is the new home. The
Oldest girl appeared about fifteen,
and from that age down to the only
boy, a chubby little fellow about
four.
Their dress and manner showed
that they had not been reared in the
midst Of luxury and opulence, but
withal they were model children and
scrupulously clean. The mother was
thin and bony. her face slick and
haggard with the long trip and the
care Of her precious flock, for there
were twenty-four hours yet before
the journeys end.
It was after bedtime when the
train left Kansas City. and the young
er ones were soon yawning and
scarcely able to keep awake. In fact,
the pet Of the family had closed his
eyes and was fast approaching shut
eye town." while the next eldest
tugged at him while she looked ap-
pealingly to her mother with an ex-
preston that was pitiful. He mustn't
go to sleep yet. The others began
whispering among themselves and
then to the mother, as If something
exciting had happened or would hap
pen soon, all OF which attracted the
attention of the other passengers,
who sat in wonderment as they tried
to divine the cause of so much whis-
pering to keep the last one awake.
Presently the cause of all this ex-
element was made plain-it was
bedtime and they had not said their
prayers. Quietly, modestly, without
ostentation-yss, even timidly-the
mother and her children knelt to-
gether at the long seat, the baby bow
ing his head and rubbing with club
by hands his eyes that would hardly
stay open, while the evening. prayers
were said.
Just for moment, and then they
arose, the children were made as
comfortable as possible for the night,
and soon all but the mother were
asleep, while the moistened eyes and
quivering lips of the other passen-
gers, the travelling men with the
grips. the politician With his schemes,
the business man with his Worries
yes, even the old reprobate Of the
NeWs-paid a silent but mighty tri-
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21
oooK-BooKs AND LITERATURE.

The woman who like 90 read cook
books In held I'D TO scorn In several
recent novels as . prosaic person.
Who lacks taste, sentiment and ideas.
and Who In clearly unified for any
high destiny. But IL q general CEN
sus OF feminine likings wero taken.
the chances are that nine out OF
every ten sensible women would ee
found 10 take pleasure In reading a
weil-arranged cookbook What In
more engaging than turning over the
pages OF yellowed old family recipes.
rich in promise OF delicious things.
and written In the flowing yet dell
cately precise hand that was charae-
teristie of the gentle mid-victorian
ladies! What really womanly heart
does not thrill ct the chance OF look
ing through the "Widdowe's Treas
ure" and the Accomplish Cook, IS
both published In the early seven
teenth century. or does not long for
the opportunity OF testing the re-
ceipts OF Archestratus Of Celia. who
lived and ate and celebrated his eat
ing In the time OF the younger Diony-
sius?
Cook-oooks are not to be despised.
Although they are not literature
themselves. they are not widely sep
arated from It. Balzac and Brillat-
Savarin were enthusiastic readers oil
them; in Thackeray's Irish Sketch
Book" you can find an excellent rule
for 'hot lobster" in other words, the
American lobster Newburg," and in
one of the plays of the younger Du-
mas, a recipe for a delicious and
elaborate salad Not every man can
bestow the order OF the Gordon bleu,
as Louis XIV did, but any average
husband will appreciate his wife's
culinary abilities and praise her be-
comingly. II civilized man cannot
live without cooks" the thing to do
is to read and try, and read and try
again. Ruskin says that Cookery
means the knowledge of Medea and
II Gree and of Helen and of the
Queen OF Sheba.'.
Besides, use, like beauty. is its
own excuse for being.-Youth's Com
panion.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21

have not sold your chestnu,s 20
soon7"
"Oh, mother see." calculated the
breathIess child "A gentleman gave
me a quarter, Only think. mother o
whole quarter"
II Ralph Moore could only have
seen the rapture which his email sill
YER gift had brought into the poverty
stricken home be would have grudged
still less his privation OF cigars.
Years came and went. The little
chestnut girl passed entirely out OF
Ralph Moore's memory, but Mary Lee
never forgot the stranger who had
given her the silver quarter.
The crimson window curtains were
closely drawn TO shut out the storm
and blast of the bleak December
night. A fire was glowing cheerily
In the CRATE and the dinner table was
aglitter with cut glass and silver.
What can it be that detains
papa?" said Mrs. Audley, handsome
matron OF thirty. as she glanced at
her watch.
There's a man with him In the
study, come on business" said Robert
Audley, a COY of twelve years, who
was reading by the fire.
"I'll call him again." said Mrs.Aud-
ley, stepping to the door. But as she
opened II the gas light fell on the
face of an humble-looking man in
threadbare garments who was leaving
the house, while her husband stood
in the doorway of his study ap-
parently relieved to be rid of his visi-
tor.
"Charles," said Mrs. Aud1ey, who
is that man, and what does he want?"
His name is Moore, and he came
to see if 1 would give him a position
in the bank"
And will you?" she eagerly asked.
Don't know, Mary; l must think
about it,"
Charles give him the situation"
"Why, my dear?"
y because I ask it of you as favor
and you have said a hundred times
you would never deny me anything"
"And I will keep my promise. I
will write note this very evening""
An hour later, when the children
were tucked snugly in bed, Mrs. Aud
ley told her husband why she was
interested in the fate of man whose
face she had not forgotten in twenty
years. That's right" said her hus-
band. "Never forget one who was
kind to you in the days you needed
Kindness
Ralph Moore was sitting that self
same night in his lodgings, beside his
wife's sick bed, when a servant
brought a note from Charles Audley.
Good news, Bertha!" he exclaim-
ed joyously, as he read the words:
"Mr. Audley has promised me the
position"
"You have dropped something,"
said Mrs. Moore, pointing to a slip of
paper on the floor. 1t was fifty-dol-
lar bill, neatly folded in piece Of
paper, on which~was written:
"In grateful remembrance of the
silver quarter that kind stranger
bestowed on little chestnut girl
twenty years ago."
Ralph Moore had thrown his NOR
sci of bread upon the waters Of life;
after many days it had returned to
him.-Times Herald.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21

1t was q pretty game that Aunt
Rose and little Harry used to play
together.
When Harry yeuid put up his tiny
forennger and sly. 81 can beat you
Iovin'." Aunt Rose would say. % no.
You can't"
Then she would put on her think
ing-cap and begin. 81 love you more
than a bushel Of pennies!"
Quick az q fash Harry would say.
''I love you more than two bags OF
big dollars."
Then Aunt Rose would say. 'T love
you longer than seven sundays"
A shake OF that tiny forefnger.
and Harry would answer. But love
you longer than ten Christmases!"
II love you clear around the
block!" Aunt Rose would say.
And I love you all over the
park" Harry would assert.
81 love you as high as IL this
hcuse!" Aunt Rose would declare.
"And I love you TO the top Of the
church steeple." Harry would say.
81 love you as deep as the WE'LL"
Pooh! I love you to the bottom
of the lake,"
And so they would go on.
But one day Harry had a bright
thought. After he had loved to the
bottom of the ocean, and down into
the middle of the earth, and to the
top of the mountains, and way up
into the sky, he began to caper
about and clap his hands.
Give got you! I've got you!" he
shouted.
Then, with shining eyes, he said,
II love you more than my mamma
loves mel"
Thereupon Aunt Rose gave 1t up;
there was nothing beyond that
Little Folks.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21
ONLY A QUARTER.

please, sir, do you want some
chestnuts?"
"Chestnuts? MOI" returned Ralph
Moore, looking carelessly down on
the upturned face, whose large
brown eyes, Swallowed by tangled
curles of f1axen hair, were appealing
pitifully to his own.
''Please sir, do buy 'em. Nobody
seems to care for them, and"
She fairly burst inta tears, and
Moore, who had been on the point OF
brushing past her, stopped instinc-
lively.
care you so very much in want of
the money!"
Indeed we are, sir" sobbed the
child; mother sent me out, and
Don't cry, said Ralph, 81 don't
want your chestnuts, but here's a
quarter for you, if it will do any
good"
He did not stay to hear the delight
ed thanks the child poured out
through Rainbow of smiles and
tears, but strobe on his way, NUT
tering between his teeth: "That cuts
off my cigars for the twenty-four
hours. don't care, though, for she
really did cry as If she hadn't a
friend in the world. Dear me! ]
wish I were rich enough to help
every poor creature out of the slough
of despond."
While Ralph Moore was indulgins
in these reflection, the dark orbed
little damsel whom he had comforted
was dashing down streets with rapid
footsteps, utterly regardless of the
basket of unsold nuts that still dan
gled upon her arm. Down an obscure
alley as she darted and up a wooden
staircase to large room where a pale
neatzlooking woman was sewing az
busily as IL the breath of life depend.
ed upon every stitch, and two little
ones were playing in the sunshine
that supplied the place OF the. absen,
fire.
MARY! Back already? Surely you
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21
CHANGE FOR A DOLLAR.

It was at the busiest hour of the
day. The restaurant was crowded.
At a long lunch counter were seated
those who had time only for sand
witch with a glass Of milk, or q cup of
coffee, and the rapidity with which
seats were filed and vacated, awak-
ened wonder as to the future of the
human digestive system. The leis-
ureiy who could allow themselves
twenty minutes for luncheon, seated
themselves at the handicapped Ia
bles, with the napkins piled in the
center.
The girls who waited In line for a
chance to pay her check at the cash
ier's desk. was ruefully rejecting that
she had been extravagant. Fifteen
cents was her limit ordinarily, and
she had also INDUCED in glass of
iced tea. while 9 piece of lemon pie
for dessert made her repa.st seem lux
urious. Now she was thinking gloom
lily that the cashier would take a
quarter out Of her dollar bill, leaving
her but seventy-five cents for the rest
OF the week.
eff could get up early some morn
ing, I could walk down to work"
thought the girl. "That would make
up for the lemon pie" She was op-
posite the cashiers window and slip
ped the check and the bill under the
grating. The cashier impaled the
check on a spindle. laid the bill on a
pile in the drawer, and slapped down
a little pile Of silver. The man be-
hind was pushing and the little girl
toog her change and went on.
Before she got to the door she
counted it again. She moved out OF
the range Of the window, and counted
1t for the third time. The thing seem
ed to become a habit. She was not
mistaken. There were three guar.
ters In her hand besides a dime and
three nickles. The cashier had sim.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21

ply returned her dollar In a little
different form.
MY luncheon didn't cost me any
thing" the little girl thought with a
sense of triumph. mot thing. To-
morrow / can have a slice of water
melon If feel like it." She put the
change into her purse and her face
was smiling. That extra quarter
meant several little luxuries impossi-
BILE under usual conditions. When a
girl pays her board, room and cloth
ing on six dollars a week, TO say moth
ing of car-fare, quarter is q coin to
be treated respectfully, as more ia
vored workers treat gold eagle.
She spent the rest of her noon hour
looking into the shop windows and
then hurried back to her post at the
office. She was nearly at the door
when she encountered crowd. There
were so many people that she could
not make out the center of attraction,
and she appealed to the tall man
next to her. What is it all about,
please"
They've just caught thief. The
policeman is taking him away
The crowd parted at that minute,
and the girl caught her breath. The
policeman was SO, high, and the cap
tured thief was so little-just boy,
a small boy, with a white, miserable
face and ragged clothing.
D.,f &c INA ~ az
and pulled out a quarter" the tall
man explained. "Good thing he's
caught, the young rascal"
Then it was that the quarter in the
girls pocket-book began to feel very
heavy. twenty-five cents! That was
the way they treated people who took
twenty-five cents that did not belong
to them. That quarter in her pocket
book did not belong to her. Know
ing that fact she had kept it. The
difference between herself and the
pallid boy with the burning eyes was
that they had not found her out.
The afternoons work went badly.
The girl forgot things that she should
have remembered, and mislaid things
she continually needed, and clustered
YEARLY on till half-past five. When
she left the Office she did not take
her car, though it passed her at the
first crossing, and for a wonder there
were a number of vacant seats. In
stead she hurried down to the res
taurant where she had eaten her mid
day meal.
The hurry and confusion were
over. A fair number of people would
come in to supper, and all night long
there would be occasional patrons,
but not till the next noon would the
daily rush begin. The marble tables
had been scrubbed clean and in the
middle of each lowered a pile of
freshly-ironed napkins. The cashier,
with a wrinkle between her brows,
was trying to balance her accounts.
The girl slipped up to the desk.
"You gave me a quarter too much
to-day" she said. Here it is" She
hardly waited for the other girls
surprised THANK you," but turning
on her heel, marched out. And she
wondered how it was that tightening
ones pocket-book by weight SO
small could lift at least ton from
ones heart.-Richard Miller, in
Young Peoples Weekly.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21

butte to the greatest eivilizing agent
OF all ages. the Christian religion.
God save the mother and her
brood. bring them to their last home
In peaee.-wellington (Kan-l News
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21

A man should live with his supe-
riors as he does with his fire; not too
near, lest he burn; not too far OF,
lest he freeze.-Diogenes.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21

The richest experiences of life new
err come to those who try to win them
r. Brown.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21

They also serve who only stand and
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21
PILES CURED AT HOME sy
new ABSORPTION METHon,

II you suffer from bleeding. itching. ss4
or protruding Piles, send me your E3a-n
and will tell you how 10 cure your<s
home by the new absorption Treatment: az
will also send some OF this home u.ltz~s
free tor trial, with references fruu ys
own locality IL requested Immediate ~
lief and permanent cure assured. 49, ..
mon. :, but tell others % this offer. Ers
today to Mrs NJ. SUNNI - BoI p, ASsz
Dame ind.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-11-21

when writing advertisers, please nests
this paper.
The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1912-02-16
Flying Men Fall

victims 10 stomach. liver and kidney
troubles Just like other people. with like
resultf in loss OF appetite, backache, ner.
vousness, headache, and tired, listless,
rundown feeling. But there no need
to feel like that as L. ID. PEBBLES, Henry,
Tenn, proved. ''Six bottles Of Electric
Bitters" he writes, "did more to give me
new strength and good appetite than all
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they help everybody. It's folly to suffer
when this great remedy will help you
from the first dose. Try it. Only 30
cents ut The Rice Drug Co.
The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1912-02-16
Indian Killed on Track

Near Rochelle, ILL.,. an Indian went tc
sleep on a railroad track and was killed
by the fast express. He paid for his
carelessness with his life. Often it's that
way when people neglect coughs and
colds. Don't risk your life when prompt
use of DIR. Kings New Discovery will
cure them and 80 prevent a dangerous
throat or lung trouble. ''It completely
cured me, in a short time, of a terrible
cough that followed a severe attack OF
Grip" writes j. r.. Watts, Floydada,
Tex, and l regained Is pounds in
weight that l had lost.'' Quick, safe,
reliable and guaranteed. SOC and ST.. 90.
Trial bottle free at The Rice Drug Co.
The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1912-02-16
Real Hot Words at Gov. BIease.

Columbia, Feb. 1.-THE action
OF the sinking fund commission,
Thursday, when it elected J. Fraser
Lyon, attorney general, as chair
man OF the commission in place of
Governor Cole l.. Blease, who has
been chairman of the com mission,
has resulted in the passage of sharp
words between the governor and an
other state official, the latter g state
ment being rather the more vigorous.
The governor made a statement
today to D. H. Means, clerk of the
sinking fund commission, that
brought forth a spirited reply from
Mr.. Means. The sinking fund COM
mission has decided to sell the old
dispensary building in Columbia
and Mr.. Means today submitted to
the, governor q paper advertising the
building for sale. This had been
signed by Mr.. Lyon, the new chair
man and the other members of the
sinking fund commission, but the
governor as a member of the corr
mission refused to sign the ADVERTISE
ment. saying there is some rascali-
ty going on in the sinking fundeom-
missiois!''' n 49,: -. :.
Mr.. Means then replied:
Governor, whoever says or init.
mates that i am connected with any
rascality states that which is abso.
lutely and infamously false.''
The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1912-02-16
Farmers Meeting.

All farmers of Union county are
requested to meet in the Opera
House, Union, S. c., on Tuesday,
Feb. 9th, at IL 80 o'clock. Mat
ters of Importance to every farmer
will be considered. J. w. Reid
secretary and treasurer of the Farm
ers' Union, and other noted speak
ers OF the union will be here that
day. Let every farmer attend.
J. M. Greer, Pres.
Union County Union.
The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1912-02-16

Archie Richardson has served his
connection with the Belton Times
and will be succeeded by Messrs.
Ouilla and Morrow, of Anderson, IA
publishers and F. l.. Morrow as
editor and manager.
The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1912-02-16

The automobile of DIR. J. O. San.
ders Of Anderson caught fire Thurs
day night from a leak in the gaso-
line tank and was destroyed. 1t was
an Overland and cost s1.lOO, and
was fully insured.