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.ELL, my children, here Thanksgiving time again, and we turn to our turkeys with a pret ty joyful and a pretty hopeful heart. Bless you, though, one holi day treads so quickly upon another's heels in this country that the last celebration is in danger of tripping up the former one. It Is a fast age, and your Un cle Sam will no sooner get out his memo randum book to sum up his causes for gratitude than December shoots out "Merry Christmas!" and the whole string of celebrations seems to break loose. It is, indeed, a fast age, my children, a fast age. Why, time was when it took three whole days to make a feast; one to prepare for it, one to get over it, and one to enjoy it leisurely. We rested from Christmas to Washington's birthday, and then had nothing to do but get ready for the Kourth. Then, Thanksgiving found us with long ing for turkey, and the holly season sharp ened our appetites with its savory odor of plum pudding. But, bless you, my children, those good old days are past and gone, along with last year's fashions. We rush and hurry from one festival to another, and fill up the spaces with flag days, and arbor days, and memorial days, and world's fairs, and soldiers' monuments, until your Uncle Sam is on a dash from one end of the country to the other, trying to fulfill his state and national engagements. And, whenever he hopes to snatch an hour's rest, bless you! some invitation arrives, and he has to scamper off to lay a corner stone, or crown an arch, or fire a salute, or respond to a toast, until his very last suit is in imminent danger of losing its buttons and fraying at the scams! But to return to our turkey and the list in the memorandum book. Thanksgiving is here, and the earth is rejoicing! The peace jubilee is over, things fixed for com fort, and calmness and happiness, and the football player is now monarch of the day. During his temporary sovereignty, let Uncle Sam recount the blessings of the year that has run its course through ways of peril and hardship, but, withal, of blessings. Your Uncle Sam is grateful that the war is over, and Cuba can sit down at the November table with a Thanksgiving all her own. Spain must not complain of her "cooked goose.1" Time is when your Uncle Sam, getting riled, acts quicker'n a wink. It took some vessels, some guns, w gEN the chilly wind Is blowing and the snow Is softly falling In the street and o'er the meadow sere and brown, ,a.iiu iue ury una leaness Drancnes And take on theli fleecy coat of .When the harvest, ne'er so plenteous. Is at Inst all safely garnered Fruit of field and bending orchard and the vine; When the hearth-fire roars and crackles and the farmer's eye Is dancing. And the faces of his loved ones gleam and shine; When from ocean unto ocean, from the northland to the southland. In the mart, the mill, the shop the busy hum Of the tollers set to work again now swells like glorious music Sign and prophecy of better times to come; Then with feasting and with Joy a mighty host shall keep Thanksgiving O'er a nation reawakened, strong and free. O'er a scene of smiling plenty, o'er our rescue from dire perils. O er the promise of the golden years to be. R. W. Ransom. EER HEART'S DESIRE. E shall give thee thy heart's desire." The choir of the little country church did not sing the beautiful words very well. The soprano's voice was unmistak ably "cracked" and A the tenor displayed surprising disregard of time and tune. But then, there were no musical critics in the small congrega tion scattered throughout this quiet lit tle country church that Thanksgiving morning. And the beauty of the words and the promise- contained in them touch ed the hearts of many. "Wait patiently upon the Lord and he shall give thee thy heart's desire," repeat ed the choir. "It is not truer' The words were not spoken, but they were in the thought and heart of one old woman sitting far back near the door. She sat alone, for she was alone In the world. Those who had once peopled the old pew with her father, mother, husband, broth ers and sisters, and the child of her love and care, all were gone. The quiet peace ful beauty of that Thanksgiving morning and the spiritual atmosphere of the church had quite failed to appeal to old Margaret Hudson. Never had she felt in a more rebellious mood. It would haye dazed and pained the white-haired old elder in the pulpit had he known the thoughts that were uppermost in the mind of the small, dark, keen-eyed little old woman whose head gave a little defiant toss when he rose and said: "Let us bow our heads in prayer." Margaret Hudson did not bow her head, and her heart did not respond to the sim ple, fervent prayer of Elder Norris. "What's the use?" she was saying an grily to herself. "Haven't I been bowing my head and my knees in prayer for years and years in one prayer for one thing, for my heart's desire, and has it been granted to me? No, it hasn't! I have 'waited patiently on the Lord' and He has not giv en me the desire of my heart. I don't be lieve that He ever will give it to me. I've iost faith and hope. I can't help it. My 'heart's desire' has been uenied me so long and the promise has not come true for me. I can't believe that it is true." There were educated, polished and bril liant ministers in beautiful city churches who preached with less simple and tender beauty than that old elder preached that morning about the joy of gratitude and praise-giving for the blessings of God, but Margaret Hudson was not touched by the words. Her faith had lost its Olivet and her love its Galilee. "When He gives me my heart's desire," she said stubbornly. "When He sends my boy, my Jim, back to me, I will believe that His promises are true. I can'ttrust Him any more until He does." She did not tarry at the close of the ser vice for her usual greeting of old friends, but stole out alone and hurried toward her lonely home, the homeliness and desolation of which were never so hard to bear as now. "If He'd hear my prayer and send Jim back to me it would be so," she said. Jim! Her heart's desire! Where was be at that moment? "God only knows!" his mother said be tween her broken sobs as she went slowly some of his own sure boys, to teach those dons how to run, but it bad to be did! The scrimmage had to be short, for all hands were due back at the home table this blessed Thanksgiving day, and, the ball set rolling, it was hustled along fast. We are thankful that the world knows how prompt we can act for right against op pression, how sure we are of our mettle, and maybe before many more Thanksgiv ing days if things don't go a little more civilized In the far East there's a Tur key's head we'll have to chop off before we can sit down to our plum pudding table quite easy and satisfied. Your Uncle Sam is especially grateful for the pretty girls that remain in the country. This international matrimonial market business has been giving the lords and dukes and earls a chance to rob us right and left. We must put a stop to this, boys! The table don't look right with so many pretty faces gone. We need all the beauty and smiles and winsomeness we can find, and If those titled foreigners must have a live, bouncing American girl, let them come over here and be American ized and naturalized, and sit down at the table and learn our ways. We have had some glorious shows the last year flower shows, county fairs, a big Western exposition. We have had conventions, and the chance to view in public the men and women of the epoch, with an extra gathering to press down good measure. We have had baseball and tennis and golf, and yacht races and row ine. And in them all American muscle and American brains have topped the bar gain and capped the climax! Let us give thanks for all these amusements and pleasures, thanks for our blessings, thanks for our hopes. And a special hurrah for our farmers, amid all this joy of health and vigor! Think of the bountiful reward for the la bor of the husbandman! We have been preserved as a nation, and our glory shines afar before all peoples. We have wel comed the oppressed, we have given a shelter to the homeless. We have aided suffering, and borne the Stars and Stripes where they were needed the most. Once more, children, all together! wav ing an encouraging flag over to Hawaii and Cuba and the Philippines, a cheer for them, a cheer for America, yourselves and Uncle Sam: My country, 'tis of thee. Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died. Land of the pilgrims' pride. From every mountain side Let Freedom ring! aroop Denenth the touch or winter eiderdown; along over the country road, the bright sunlight of a glorious November day lend ing a radiance to the brown leaves still re maining on the trees. It had been twenty years since she had seen Jim. He was then a handsome, headstrong boy of 18, and the only child that had come to her. She had lavished upon him the warmest, tenderest affections of her life. .inI rof ollA never knew just why Jim had run away irom nome in nis lstn year and she had never seen him nor heard from him since that day. She knew that he had gone "out West," and she was too poor to follow him, had she known where he was. There had been vncnp nnii nnfnmiHiul rumors that he had "got into trouble," but proof of this was lacking, and her neigh bors had long ago ceased to speak of Jim to Margaret Hudson. But not for one day nor for one hour- had she ceased to think of him her heart's desire. Twenty years of unanswered prayer had ended in this spirit of depression and re bellion, and there was no love nor grati tude in Margaret Hudson's heart ttiat Thanksgiving morning. Presently she came to the bars In a fence by the roadside through which she must pass on her homeward way. She leaned heavily on the bars, and then drop ped slowly to her knees with her head resting on one gaunt arm stretched out upon one of the bars. Her lips moved slowly in praper: "Oh, God," she said, "I have been so sinful, so wicked. Forgive me and let the desire o heart be for perfect trust in Thee no matter what Thy will may be concern ing me. Make this my heart's desire." There was a smile on her brown" and wrinkled old face when Bhe rose to her feet and went on her homeward way. All trace of rebellion had fled from her' face and her eyes shone through a mist of tears. She pushed open the gate before her tiny brown house and when old Hero, the dog, came bounding forward with noisy greet-' ing she patted him kindly and said cheer ily: "Good old dog! Glad to see me, aren't you, old fellow?" She looked up to see a tall, broad-shouldered, brown-bearded man coming rapidly down the path toward her with outstretch ed arms and twinkling brown eyes. "Mother!" he said. "Why, Jim!" And they walked up the path with their arms around each other. And later Margaret Hudson went softly about her tidy, sunny dining room setting her tables for dinner and singing softly, "Wait patiently upon the Lord and He shall give thee thy heart's desires." A THANKSGIVING BANQUET. The Pilgrims' Dinner Given to In dian Chiefs. "The state dinner of the occasion the real Thanksgiving dinner took place on Saturday, the last day of the celebration, says the Ladies' Home Journal. "Not withstanding that the kitchens of these wilderness homes were sadly wanting in many of the most common essentials of cookery, there was no lack of good things nor of appetizing dishes at this great feast. The earth, the air and the water had yielded of their bountiful supplies, and the good dames had done honor to their skill and ingenuity by setting before their hun gry guests and companions a repast as sumptuous and tempting as it was varied and delightful. Foremost of all there was roast turkey, dressed with beechnuts; then came rare venison pasties, savory meal stews with dumplings of barlev flour: de licious oysters (the gift of the Indians, and the first ever tasted by the white men); great bowls of. clam cbowdor with sea biscuit floating on the steaming broth roasts of all kinds, broiled fish, salads, cakes and plum porridge; while the cen ter of each of the long tables was adorned with a large basket overflowing with wild grapes and plums and nuts of every va riety. "It was the time of the Indian summer The soft, mellow sunlight shone warmly through the drowsy haze, illumining the somber woodland with a rich golden light, while the gentle winds of the south, laden with the sweet perfumes of the forest, came as a lingering dream of summer to add to the joy and brightness of this Thanksgiving feast. Upon the balmy alt arose the hum of many voices and flu merry music of laughter, as the oilsrimF. with their Indian guests, partook of tha, feast that the Provider of all things ha j given tbem." The Farmers' Hoard. Heap high the farmer's wintry hoard! Heap high the golden corn I No richer gift has autumn ponred From out her lavish horn I Let other lands, exulting, glean The apple from the pine. The orange from Its glossy green. The clusters from the vine. AH through the long bright days of J Its leaves grew green an' fair. And waved In hot midsummer's noon Its soft and yellow hair. And now with autumn's moonlit eyes. Its harvest time has come, We pluck away the frosted leaves, And bear the treasure home. -Exchange. CARVING THE, TURKEY. Adepts Have Reduced the Art to an Exact Science. Something more than a sharp knife and a tender turkey is necessary to be master Of the situation, when a turkey is placed before you. The adept carver has the art of separating the joints of the bird down to such an exact science that in one min ute they can cut the most gigantic turkey into pieces each a good size for a plate. Plant the fork into the turkey's breast. and cut off the left wing. This is done with a downward swing that catches the joint. The fork meanwhile, with a prong on each side of the breastbone, is held stiff and firm in the left hand. Now press the blade of the knife down ward, and remove the leg and second joint. As these fall upon the dish they must be lifted to a small platter to be out of the carver's way. There should always be a warm platter near the carver. The third move of the carver is to slice off the breast, removing it in layers paral lel to the breast bone. This makes a slice of very good grain, better than if it were cut crosswise. v The fourth stroke is upward from the pope's nose so as to catch the "oyster bone" on the side. This reveals the stuff ing, which can be sliced off. The wishbone is next removed. This is done by slipping the knife under the point of the bone, after the breast is sliced off, and sweeping it downward toward the neck. A very nice portion of the meat comes with it. Follow these directions and carving a fowl will not be difficult. We Thank Thee, Lord. For evil things which make us love the good;" For all temptations which we have with stood, For sins abhorred; For bitter pains that gave us sweet sur cease; For life, for death, and Death's great daughter Peace We thank Thee, Lord I Chicago Times-Herald. Something to Be Thankful For. What's the use to borrow trouble When we know It doesn't pay? So let's give thanks that we escaped On last Thanksgiving day. Oil cares Oil cures Oil cures Rheumatism. Neuralgia. Lumbago. Sciatica. Sprains. Bruises. Soreness. Stillness. Backache. Muscular aches. Oil cures il cures 11 cures "Oil cures Oil cures Oil cures Oil cures Did'nt Get Her Share. . Mrs. Newcombe (as she puts down ihe family paper, fondly to ber bus band) Ob, Herbert, if I could only read such a lovely obituary notice in the paper about you as I've just read about a man down in Pittston. Some how, blessings seem to me to be awful ly unevenly divided nowadays. Judge. Scrofula In the Blood Scrofula lurks in the blood of almost every one and unless its poisonous taints are thoroughly expelled from the system, it is liable to break out at any time in sores, eruptions, hip disease or some other pain ful form. Hood's Sarsaparilla cures scrofula promptly and permanently. Hood's Sarsaparilla Is America's Greatest Medicine, ft; six for f 5. Hood's Pills cure indigestion. 25 cents. As a Brother. A certain curate was of a painfully nervous temperament, and, in conse quence, was constantly making awk ward remarks intended as compli ments to the bishop and others. Hav ing distinguished himself io an unusual degree during the gathering of clergy to an afternoon tea at the bishop's palace, be was taken to task for his tailings by a senior curate, who was one of his companions on the way home. "Look here, Bruce," said the senior, decidedly, "you are a donkeyl Why cannot you keep quiet, instead of mak ing your asinine remarks? I am speak ing to you now as a brother " Loud laughter interrupted him at this point, and for the moment he won dered why. St. Louis Globe-Demociat. Pure Tea in packages at grocers' Schillings Best A monster sewing maohino, weighing thiee and one-quarter tons, is in use in Leeds, Enlgand. It sews cotton belt ing. No household is complete without a bot tle of the famous Jesse Moore Whiskey. It is a pure and wholesome stimulant rec ommended by all physicians. Don't ne glect this necessity. The bitterness of a grain of stryoh nine can be tasted in 1600,000 grains of water. To Cure a Cold in One Day Take Laxative Bromo Quinine Tablets. All druggists refund money if it fails to cure. 25c. A cubic foot of new fallen snow weighs five and a half pounds, and hag 12 times the bulk of an eqnal weight of water. If you want the best wind mill, pumps, tanks, plows, wagons, bells of all sizes, boilers, engines, or ereneral machinery, see or write JOHN POOLE, foot of Morrison street, Portland, Oregon. In India the average duration of life of the natives is 24 years as against 44 in Britain. Piso's Cure for Consumption is the best of all cough cures. George W. Lotz, Fabucher, La., August 26. 1895. One Method of Treatment. Jonea Our minister is apt to take an original view of any subject. He is to preach next Sunday on the para ble of the prodigal son. Smith I don't see how he is going to say anything new about that Jones You can't tell. He may make his sermon an expression of sym pathy for the fatted calf. New Yori Journal. The Kaiser's Tonr. The Kaiser's Pilgrimage to the Holj Laud has a prominent place in the issue of Collier's Weekly for November 6. There are interesting pictures of the scenes of the emperor's tour, including one representing the women gathering stones to repair the roads before the emperor's arrival. A Forced Loan. Sympathetic Visitor (to prisoner) My good man, what brought you here! Facetious Prisoner Borrowing money. "But they don't put people In prison for borrowing money 1" "Yes, I know; but I bad to knock the man down three or four times be fore he would lend it to me." Tit- Bits. Since the first railway was built, 70 years ago, 400,000 miles of road have been constructed. The drill of the Roman soldier was exceedingly severe. It comprised not only the use of weapons, but running, jumping, climbing, wrestling, swim ming, both naked and in full armor. . An iron-mil! company in Ohio has suceeded in making a fine quality of cement from furnace slag. rrr "A Perfect Type of ihe Highest ghest Order of I 'acture." excellence in manufacture Wa.tettr&Co:s Breakfast (ijcoa Absolutely Pore, Delicious, Nutritious. QUE CEHT a Clf.. Be tore that yon get the Genuine Article, made at DORCHESTER, MASS. by r WALTER BAKER & CO. Ltd. Established 178a. St. Jacobs St. Jacobs St. Jacobs St. Jacobs St. Jacobs St. Jacobs St. Jacobs St. Jacobs St. Jacobs St. Jacobs ..Casts less Tl 4 1 A SAGE BRUSH : : : 3 I : ; ; NIGHTINGALE. KITTY MIMS is not a common name, nor can it truthfully af firmed that it Is at all suggest ive of romance. Yet Kitty Mims was a remarkable young woman, but this was due as much to her unusual sur roundings as to ber undoubted personal charms. Simon Mims, Kitty's father, was the landlord of the Aurora Hotel, the only tavern in the mining town of Experi ence, Nevada, that agreed to furnish accommodations for man and beast and kept its pledge to the letter. Simon Mims was known far and near as "the doctor," and he felt not a little proud of the title. "I ain't never grad dyated, as ye mout say," he would ex plain to strangers who came for a pre scription, "but thar's two pains I set on relieving every time, and they're the pains that most troubles folks in these diggings they're hunger and thirst. Are yon troubled that way, friend?" The population of Experience was mostly transient and largely composed of rough miners, many of them foreign ers, who seemed to have acquired the English language in a very profane at mosphere. The gentler sex was not well repre sented. Pour sets of cotillons exhaust ed the supply. But had the ladies been represented by the usual proportion, and had Ex perience been many times more popu lous, still Kitty Mims must have been the belle. Her education was limited to a not very ramiiiar acquaintance with the three Rs. But the miners, one and all, were ready to wager their "bottom dol lar" that as a singer "Kitty Mims could give the odds to Neilson, Pattl and the hull caboodle of 'em, and then come out many lengths ahead." Judged by the effect of her efforts, no prima donna that ever trod the boards could surpass her when she sang "The lone starry hours give me, love," which was always followed by a storm of "angkores." But she came out the strongest tn " 'Way Down Upon de Swanee Ribber" and "Home, Sweet Home," songs that invariably produced a great deal of coughing on the part of her bearded auditors, and the use of handkerchiefs Just as if they were troubled with sudde i colds or dust in their eyes. Of course Kitty Mims had suitors, and of course, she was the cause of much heartburning among her many admirers, for it must be confessed she was not ignorant of her charms, and she used her charms with a fascinating tyranny against which the strongest did not dare revolt, Rufus Ford, the superintendent of the mine, was a confident, fine-looking fellow, and he boarded at the Aurora Hotel. Up to the time of his meeting Kitty he was In profound ignorance of poetry as an art But his soul was touched so that he attempted to com pose a song In which he designed hav ing "darling Kitty Mims" at the end of every stanza. He failed miserably In the effort, as a more practiced rhymer might have done. 'If the name had only been Ford," he eald, "I'd had no trouble with it. There's 'adored' and floored and 'gored' and and " "And 'swored,' " said Tom Reed, com lng to the foreman's aid. Mr. Pord refused any assistance In this direction that savored of profanity, and it may be added that he had no ad miration for the young man who volun teered his help. Tom Reed was a tall, well-built man of six and twenty, "bashful as a gal," his companions said. He was the only man In Experience who neither drank nor gambled. It was Rufus Ford's privilege to sit at the table on which Kitty Mims wait ed. He was always Kitty's first part ner at the dances, and the very first time a buggy drove down the one street of Experience Kitty sat In it beside the young snperlntendent The older men Joked with Simon Mims, and though the landlord was non-committal, he gave the Impression that he would not object to Rufus Ford as a son-in-law. The younger men gradually dropped off one at a time, reluctantly leaving the field to Rufus Ford; the only excep tion was Tom Reed. It might be said, however, that Tom Reed was never really In the field. He did not board at the Aurora Hotel. KITTY MIMS MOUNTED A CHAIR AND SANG THE FAVORITE SONGS. Kitty had never "sweetened his coffee by looking into It" a plan that was thought to save her father much sugar. He had never danced with her, though once when he did muster up courage to ask her hand for the next set she was engaged. Tom Reed spent many of his spare hours at the hotel, watching for Kitty Mims and pretending not to see her when she came in sight On her 10th birthday Tom sent her a bouquet of wild flowers he had gath ered In the hills that morning in honor of the occasion the whole camp took a holiday and In the center of the flow ers he hid a golden heart which he had himself rudely fashioned from a nugget he had long kept by him. . It was nimored that Rufus Ford had sent to 'Frisco for a "dime-ant ring," and that Kitty would wear it at the dance that evening. As often before, the dining-room of the Aurora Hotel did service as a ball room that night, and from the crowded doorway Tom Reed looked at the danc ers, and he caught the flash of a jewel on Kitty's hand. After the dancing had progressed some time the men about the walls be gan shouting: "A song! A spng from the sage brush nightingale V Having no cold to urge as an excuse, and being as willing to oblige them as they were anxious to have her, Kitty Mims mounted a chair amid great applause and sang the fa vorite songs. During the evening Kitty managed to get near to where Tom Reed was standing, and she whispered: "Thank yon, Tom," His eyes did not deceive him. Some of his flowers were In her dark half. and the golden heart hung from a chain that encircled her smooth, white throat Tom Reed did not wait longer, but went to his cabin up the mountain side and lay down, but It was not to sleep. He could not define his feelings, could give, If questioned, no adequate cause for the tumultous joy at his heart. He was too happy for reason, too much ex cited for rest It was near daylight when he fell into a doze, but in his dreams he still saw the blossoms In her hair and the heart of gold upon her breast . She was calling his name louder louder. She was beating on the door. "Tom Reed! Tom Reed! For God's sake come out! The mine Is on fire!" He sprang up and threw open the door. There stood Kitty, white-faced and excited. "See, Tom! see! There are eight men In the shaft and all of them mar ried " Tom Reed did not watt to hear more. He saw the pillar of smoke shooting up from the mouth of the mine, about which the people crowded, the bravest THESE STOOD KITTY, WHITE FACED AND EXCITED. not daring todescend the fatal opening. Even Rufus Ford had lost his head and seemed paralyzed. "What are you about Tom Reed? Don't go down, man! Don't!" shouted the people. "Stand by! the fire has not touched the shaft Pull up usual signal!" That was all Tom Reed said. The next Instant he was lost to sight He had gone down the chain, "hand over hand." After long minutes, a signal came up from the smoking depths. The station ary engine was started, and the bucket rose, holding four blackened, half -suffocated men. Again the signal was given and again the bucket rose, with four other men, and one of them gasped out: "For heaven's sake, lower away! quick! Tom Reed Is roasting!" The bucket flew down the Shaft from which lurid heat gusts now came with the smoke. An awful lapse of agonizing seconds, jthen came a faint signal to "Haul up!" The bucket flew to the surface envel oped In flame, A cry of horror burst from the throats of strong men, and Kitty Mims fell, fainting, beside the blackened, blistered form that was snatched from the mouth of the pit "Any other man but brave Tom Reed would have died," was the gener al comment weeks afterward, when It was found Tom would live live, but never again to look up at the sky and the hills that he loved. "Why why did you go down?" asked Kitty, as she sat feeling her fingers they had no jeweled ring now. "I thought of the wives of the mar ried men, Kitty. I was single. What mattered It so that I saved them." "Hush, Tom!" He felt a tear on his hand and he knew her lips were near his sightless face. "Yon win want a wife now, Tom. Let my eyes do for both. Father Is will ing." ' 1 It is the privilege of queens to pro pose, but then Kitty was a queen, and she Is none the less one now that she is Mrs. Reed and the landlady of the Aurora Hotel. s If Tom Reed ever bemoaned his ca lamity no one knew It not even the wife, from whom he could have no se crets. Utlca Globe. FANCY NAMES FOR POISONS. Sanger Lurks in Manx of the Bo Called Headache Remedies. In his quarterly report on the health of the borough of Chorley, Lancashire, Dr. J. A. Harris, the medical officer for the district calls attention to the Indis criminate sale and purchase of the various so-called headache powders. He states that under his direction the county police obtained six or seven samples from different shops In the town and had them submitted to analy sis. In every case the quantityof the active Ingredient was found to be In excess of the maximum dose of the drug allowed In the British pharma copoeia. These remedies belong to the class of the analgesics, the members of the group In common use for this pur pose being acetanallde or phenylaceta mlde, phanazone, and phenacetin or para-acet-phenetldin. Their properties were fully considered In the section of pharmacology and therapeutics at the meeting at Edinburgh, where Profes sor Stockman (Glasgow) opened a dis cussion on the "Therapeutic Value of Recent Synthetic Analgesics; Their Benefits and Attendant Risks." There was a general expression of opinion that these drugs required to be bandied with the greatest possible care, and that a slight error of Judgment with regard to dosage might be followed by disastrous results. All these substances depress the heart's action, and In toxic doses diminish the force of the respira tory act. The danger is not obviated by selling a poisonous drug under a fanciful -name. British Medical Jour nal. An Outrageous Slander. The public may not know the good story, which has been a joy for many a long day among musicians, which tells how a celebrated conductor, ad mired and beloved by every one who knows him, accused his wife, in broken English, of conduct the reverse of ad mirable (to put it mildly). He was re fusing an Invitation to an afternoon party for her on the plea of her delicate health; bnt he evidently got a little mixed during his explanations, for he made the following astounding state ment, which was news, Indeed, to the world In general: "My wife lies In the afternoon; if she does not He, then she swindles!" N. B. "Schwtndeln" Is the equivalent in German for "feeling giddy." All women are pleased with the judg ment of Paris when it comes to fash ions, it, Connnbl!ttie. A Missouri man filed as an answer to his wife's suit for divorce an agreement signed by both "to disband." Mr. Woodruff, the New York man who has accumulated 50 wives, simply makes Chicago's Bates-Gates, of seven wife notoriety, look small. "I have always had a desire to go on the stage," says the St. Louis young woman who was married last Saturday, and is now seeking a divorce. She not only wants to go on the stage, but she wants to begin as a star. PERIODS OF PAIN. Menstruation, the balance wheel of woman's life. Is also the bane of exist ence to many because it means a time of great suffering. While no woman Is entirely free from periodical pain, It does not seem to have been na- otherwise lg healthy should suffer l so severely. V Lyaia m. ruin ham's Vege table Com nound is f5-iJ. the moat thorough fe male regula tor known to medical sci ence. It relieves the condition that pro duces so much discomfort and robs men struation of Its terrors. Here Is proof: Leak Mns. Pinkham: How can I thank you enough for what you have done for me f When I wrote to you I was suffering untold pain at time of menstruation; was nervous, had head ache all the time, no appetite, that tired feeling, and did not care for anything. I have taken three bottles of Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound, one of Blood Purifier, ttvo boxes of Liver Pills, and to-day I am a well person. I would like to have those who suffer know that I am one of the many who have been cured of female complaints by your wonderful medicine and advice. Miss Jennie R Miles, Leon. Wis. If you are suffering in this way, write as Miss Miles did to Mrs. Pinkham at Lynn, Mass., for the advice which she offers free of charge to all women. A canal connecting the Mediterranean with the Red sea existed as early as 600 years before the Christian era." Its length is 92 miles. Seems to Get Bipe. One complaint seems to get ripe in autumn, and that is neuralgia. To soothe the pain, strengthen the nerves and rid the system of it, use St. Jacobs Oil, the best known cure. From China $450,000 worth of human hair is expoited annually. It comes mostly from the heads of male factors, paupers and dead people. How to Get Strong A system which has become run down by the trying weather of the bast summer is not in a condition to meet the severe winter of this climate and will easily fail a brey to disease unless a proper tonic is used. Or Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People are the best medicine in the world for build in 0 up and strengthen ing an enervated system. Do not confuse these bills with ord ftp inary purgative pills.They do NOT act on the bowels.thereby further weakening the body. They build up the blood and strengthen the nerves Major A. C. Bishop, of 715 Third Ave., Detroit, Mich.. Is a well-known civil engineer. He says : ''When I had my last spell of sickness and came out of the hospital I was a sorry sight. 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Cata logue, samples, self-measurement blanks, etc., mailed free. Address J. LAKDIGAN, McKay building, Portland, Or. Mention this paper Male and female agents In their own town can make from $5 to 110 a day easy. Something entirely new. No experience necessary. Send for a free sample. RICE & Co., 181 First St., rooms 1 and 18, Portland, Or. BUY THE GENUINE SYRUP OF FIGS ... MANTTFACTTTBED BT ... CALIFORNIA FIG SYRUP CO. gr VOTE THE WAMK. BASEBALL, FOOTBALL. ATHLETIC AND GYMNASIUM SUPPLIES. Bend for Catalogue. WILL I FIHCK CO. StiZZLZ 11 The "American Boy" Battleship. Every American hopes our school boys will succeed in their efforts to raise J3,000, 000 to be used in building a battleship. It costs great sums to build a warship, but you can build up your health with Hostel ler's Stomach Bitters at small expense. This remedy Is for all stomach, liver and bowel disorders. Rochdale's Many Churches. The town in England best provided with places of worship is the ancient one of Rochdale, where there are 146 churches and uahpels. Fifty belong to the Church of England and 05 to the Nonconformists. Follow It Up. Sit down and cool off suddenly, and then regret it, for stiffness and soreness is bound to follow. Follow it np with St. Jacobs Oil and you will have nothing to regiet from a prompt cure. The New Frank Leslie' Popular Monthly. Frank Leslie's Popular Monthly for November is tho initial number in the new and improved form of this long time favorite illustrated family maga zine, with a handgorne cover in colors and gold. Its price is reduced to ten cents, one dollar per annum. This is unquestionably a wise and popular move on the part of a the publishers; and the return of Mrs. Frank Letlie to the editorship of the magazine assares for it a future as brilliant as its past has been prosperous. Bicycles are taxed in Shoreham, Mass., the average assement this year being $50. lOO KEWARD Sino. The readers of this paper will he pleased to learn that there is at least one dreaded disease that science has been ablo to cure In all its stage, and that is catarrh. Hall's Catarrh Care is the only positive cure known to the medical fraternity. Catarrh being a constitutional dis ease, requires a constitutional treatment. Hall's Catarrh Cure is taken internally, acting directly upon the blood and mucous surfaces of the system, thereby destroying tbe founda tion of the disease, and giving the patient strength by building up the constitution and assisting nature in doing Its work. The pro prietors have so much faith In Its curative powers, that they offer One Hundred Dollars for any case that It ails to cure. Send for list of testimonials. Address F. J. CHENEY & CO., Toledo, O. Sold by druggists, 75c. Hall's Family Pills are the best. Stockings were first used in the 11th century. 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