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THE HOUSE WHERE I WAS HORN.
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Round thv little ol<l devvrted house the
noisome weeds are growing,
And the wiud unhindered wanders
through the broken eastern door;
Every rafter, beam and sash and tiujjer
marks of Time is showing,
And I>eeay is running riot o’er the rub
bish-covered floor.
Here a rotting pillar staggers; there nu
aged beam is fulling;
Over yonder sags the mantelpiece, de
jected and forlorn:
There is helplessuess pathetic and the
voice of Old Age calling
From each crumbling bit of mortar in
the house where 1 was born.
They were happy days— tlod rest them
— for my feet hud ne’er been
straying
Where the soul is bruised and broken
by the brambles of turmoil;
Ne'er the long years of anxiety my tern
pies had been graying.
Nor, my weary form bowed earth want
‘neath the heavy hand of toil:
Karth was then a w ider palace. From
the eastern wi dow gating
l behold the new moon hanging like a
shining silver horn;
And far down upon the heavens bright
the evening star was blueing;
Both were shining, just to please me,
o'er the house where l was bora.
Here before the ancient fireplace, where
the dust of years is lyiug,
I first saw the future pictured as 1
watched the embers glow;
lle re I lay in boyish dreaming, while
the shadows flitting, flying.
Were a hundred ghosts of fancy as
they wandered to and fro:
Little knew 1 of the universe which
spread itself around me
In a canopy of asure and a sea of
waving corn;
Ail my world wvis ou the hearthstone
where my childhood dreaming
found me;
I was king— and my dominion was the
house where 1 was born.
I have passed from it forever. All the
wonder and the glamour
O f the little eastern window front the
world have worn away:
I have seen its disappointment; 1 have
heard its empty clamor;
And the house I once thought wonder
ful— hew pitiful to d ay !
Rut who knows? Perhaps eternity may
bring a realizing
O f the things my fancy painted over
childhood’s early morn;
And. mayhap, the gift of prophecy was.
after all, arising
In nt.v heart wkeu I lay dreaming in
the house where I was born.
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OF THE HILLS,
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B R E E Z E stirred th e foliage o f
the trees at the base of the
hills. The a ir had a touch of
chill in i t for the October day in this
Southw estern D akota country was
drawing to its close.
A man w as lying a t full length on
the grass th at the early frost had
touched and killed. T h e m an's hands
were supporting his chin and his eyes
were looking far off across the rolling
prairies, which here met at the base
of the B lack Hills. T here w as pain in
the gazing eyes. T he voice o f a her
mit thrush broke the silence. In s ta n t
ly the look o f the m an’s eyes changed.
Pleasure and surprise took th e place
o f paiu. W hat a wonder w as this, a
herm it thrush singing in October its
song of the springtim e!
T he man rose and looked toward the
copse whence the sound cam e. T h ere
sat fhe bird, its brown back reddened
in the last rays o f the sun. The bird
sang ecstatically fo r a full m inute;
then sunset and silence.
C aleb F ry e rose. He listened a mo
ment, hoping to hear once more the
voice of th at prince o f singers, hut
no sound cam e save the slight rustling
o f the russet leaves. Caleb F ry e turned
and walked with sham bling gait e a st
ward aw ay from the hills. He strode
ou for tw enty minutes, and
then,
rounding a bit o f tim ber, cam e upon a
great, ram bling ranch house. On the
veranda w as a young woman hardly
past gjrlhood. She waved him a w el
come. which he answ ered w ith his
hand, but in his eyes there cam e the
look th at w as there before the thrush
sang.
Caleb F ry e lmd come to this D a
kota country in search o f health. He
w as a student bent on follow ing a life
which m eant confinement.
H e had
broken down, and the doctors had sent
him from New H am pshire to this far-
off country to get his health. He was
a homely man, young, it is true, hut
looking old. H e w as thin to a tten u a
tion and o f aw kw ard carriage. H is
eyes did a little som ething toward re
deeming his fa ce from positive ugli
ness. for there lay in their depths
som ething of gentleness.
In the ranch house, the home o f old
John D river and ills motherly wife,
Caleb F ry e had made him self a fav or
ite. T here he had met pretty F ran ces
Darrow . the school-teacher, who madp
her home there and refused to “hoard
round” because she so dearly loved
“ M other” Driver. Caleb F ry e had not
known any woman intim ately in his
whole life. He knew nothing o f them.
He had had no time for anything hut
tile studies which held him chained.
H ere in the foothills he had the tim e
and the opportunity, and he fell in
love, hut he made no sign.
Only a short tim e a fte r Caleb F ry e 's
coming there had arrived from the
E a s t a young fellow , handsome, attflet-
lc and gifted by nature with every
thing which had been withheld from
Caleb F rye.
Howard D eane had come to the
ranch on a land prospecting errand.
He was commissioned by some E a s t
ern cap italists to buy. He made Joh n
D river’s house his headquarters, and
w ith the old ranchm an had looked over
the whole territory for miles. H ow
ard D eane should have le ft three
weeks before, but he lingered. C aleb
F ry e looked at F ran ces Darrow , and
knew the reason for the lingering.
As F ry e walked tow ard the house
th at October evening, John D river, his
w ife and D eane joined the girl on the
porch.
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“ W hat did you find to-day, Mr.
F ry e 7” called D river to him.
th o se
sp rin g,
w hite
and
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tak es
down
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by
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of
th e
out
Joh n D river puled suddeuly. “ My
Hod. m oth er!" lie said. ''B ill and 1 set
a spring gun trap there last night for
a hear. 1 meant to have told every-
. laxly about It. hut I forgot.”
C aleb F ry e shot out over the prairie.
T he ruuchuiau ami Deane followed,
! hut striv e as they could they could not
; keep paee With the long limbed stu
dent. who ran not as a man ruus. hut
> ns a deer that Is hounded.
C aleb F rye rounded the timber.
Across tile upon he saw tlie girl w alk
ing tow ard the spring
He shouted
gaspingly and ran on. T h e girl hoard
and turned. She saw him coming and
waved a hand encouragingly, thinking
he was trying simply to overtake iter
to w alk by iter side. She stooped to
pick a flower, and the student gained
some ground. Then lie shouted. “Stop,
stop, the g n u !" Inn the ivtnd llore his
words aw ay, and the girl did not un
derstand.
He could call no more. His voire
w as spent with running, hut Ills limbs
enrrled him on. The girl hud entered
the huslies near the spring. T h e man
tried once mere to call. Th e voice was
a whisper, hut on lie ran. and in an
other moment liud hurst Into the copse
l i e saw the glistening o f the w ire of
the trap T he girl w as within a foot
o f It. il ls voice cm me back. “Stop !”
Startled , she stumbled forward. F ry e
sprang toward her. and In h flush was
In front o f her. His foot caught, he
sw ayed, and then there cam e a d eafen
ing report. T he girl fell liaekward.
fainting.
T h e m an's hands were
thrown into the air. and then he lay
prostrate on the ground.
Jo h n D river and Howard
Deane
raised hliu tenderly and curried him
Into the open, pluclng him gently on
the dry grass of the prairie. T h ere
w as a gulfing wound in ills side. At
th at instant the voice of n bird cam e
from the thicket. Caleb Frye opened
his eyes, " i t 's sum m er.” lie murmured.
" I am going up tlie mountain putb;
the herm it thrushes are singing.”
In n moment his spirit was beyond
the mountain top, and to him had come
etern al sum m er ami eternal song.—
Chicago Record Herald.
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C aleb F ry e held up a hunch o f white
flowers.
” 1 found som ething rare.”
j he said.
"T h e m ’s weeds,” said the ranchm an.
C aleb F ry e laughed. “ Th ey're weeds
; th at I'm mighty glad to g et.” he said.
“T h is is rtie A ster linarilfollus. and I
never before have been able to find
any th at were white. Most o f them
| are violet in color, and the w hite ones
j are as rare as albino blackbird s.”
“Y ou're a great one for flowers, birds
and the like, Mr. F ry e ,” said the ranch
man. "b u t I never could see anything
in ’em, excepting one chokes the w heat
. and the other steals the fru it.”
"W e ll. I found som ething rarer than
the a ster to-day,” answ ered the stu
dent. “ I found n herm it thrush th at
w as w illing to sing in Octol>er with all
the sw eetness I have heard it sing in
Ju n e on Mount W ashington, at the foot
o f which I w as l»orn.”
“Those flowers are lovely. Mr.
F ry e,” said F ra n ce s Darrow . “even if
Asthma
| way."
RACE W ITH A M O O SE.
M r.
Ju d k in s'
Odd
K itx riin ct
H i g h w a y in M a in e .
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E rn est G. Judkins, hookkivpiT for
the K ineo company, had a rem arkable
exjierlen ce with a hull moose on the
carriag e road to Deer Head Farm , two
miles from here, early in the week.
Mr. Ju d k in s was taking a morning
ride, galloping along a level stretch,
when the horse cam e to a sudden stand
still with a Jolt and a snort. Looking
ahead Mr. Ju d k in s saw a large hull
moose feeding on the tender sprouts
of the bushes growing by the roadside,
not sixty yards aw ay. T h e moose ap
parently did not m-e tlie horse and
rider.
Mr. Ju d k in s' first impulse was to
ride th e moose down, hut he thought
better of th is and hooted to a ttra c t
the anim al's attention, and poatribljr
frigh ten him from the road so th at lie
could proceed, but the m«xise fed calm
ly in . At th e end o f a few ininiit««
the beast moved down tin* road In
search o f more food, and Mr. Ju d k in s
followed at a r«-.-qie«-tfiil distance, hoot
lug u ntil his throat w as hoarse. This
process was repeated ovit h alf a mile
o f road.
At the end of th at d istance
tlie
moose faced about and ls-gan feeding
tow ard Jh e horse and rider, casting an
unconcerned look in their direction
every now and then, and Mr. Ju d k in s'
S A W H I M COM .NO A N D W A V E D A H A N D .
steed did the backstop for a few nxls.
T his was a little too much for the
Mr. D river does call them weeds. Tell horseman, and, liecomlng
Impatient,
me where they grow, thut I may get he shouted to a ttra c t the atteiitl >n of
some in a day or tw o.”
th e moose, plunged spurs into his
“They a re grow ing by the spring horse and made for tin* big unlmnl.
Ju st beyond th a t bit o f sw am p where
W ith the first leap of the horse the
the big tree w as blown down in tlie in llfferent attitude o f the moos • ch an g
la st storm .”
ed to one o f concern, and, turning
“I never knew so much o f nature, abruptly alsju t, he started down tlie
Mr. F ry e ,” said H ow ard D eane, “hut road at a clum sy trot. T h is g:ive a n-w
from the enjoym en t th a t you seem to and more interesting phase to tlie sit
get out o f it I believe it must lie worth uation. and urging on ills horse Mr.
cu ltivatin g. Home day I wish you'd Ju d k in s proceeded to have his sh are of
teach me how to get into the good the s|Mirt. only hoping Hint the moose
g races o f the M other.”
would keep to the road. T h e moose
T h a t night C aleb F ry e went to his obliged In this particular, and the
room early. He studied for a while lirMse. being a good one. entered Into
and then becam e restless. He wan the spirit of the race, lint try as lie
dered out on to tin* porch and turned could the distal;«- - b tw ien him and the
tin* corner o f the building. He heard fl-elng animal did not lessen mat rial-
voices and listened involuntarily. The ly.
voices were those o f Howard D'*ane
“ I never saw .anything like It." snhl
and F ra n ce s D arrow. l i e did not mean Mr. Ju d k in s to the New York Hun <-<>r-
to listen, hut w iiat lie heard made him respond nt. “That great, un/nii ly a n i
know th a t w hat had been in Ids heart mal trotted on a mad. as clum sily a s a
razor! a«-k. and inalntnlm d ills In-ad
m ust die.
C aleb F ry e w ent to his room and with apparently no effort w hatever,
threw liiin self on Ills lied. T he w in Willie my horse legged It for all th at
dow w as open.
Downward through w a s In him. I linil hoard that moose
the night cam e the voices o f m igrat hml speeil, hut when I started nft«r
ing birds.
l i e beard tin* callin g of th at hull I would have laid ten to one
plover and the “ch in k ” o f the b lack that I would overhaul him Inside of
bird. “T h e birds a re flying from tlie 200 yards: th at I could have ridden all
coming w in ter,” lie thought to him self, around him.”
A fter a race covering fully h a lf a
“but for m e the w inter lias already
m ile the moose turned Into the forest
come.”
T h e n ex t morning the rnnchmnn and and disappeared.
his two men guests stood on the porch.
Yes, Cordelia, it's those who come
M other D river cam e out. “W here's
early to avoid the crowd th at make
F ran ces, M other?” asked the ran ch
the crowd.
man.
W hen a woman ca n 't think ot any
“ Hhe’s Ju st le ft for school. Sh e went
early because she w anted to g et some thing clss to do aha washes her hair.
“ O ne of my daughter* had a
terrible case of asthm a. We tried
alm ost everything, but without re
lief. We then tried Ayer’s Cherry
Pectoral, and three and one-half
hottlea cured h e r ,“ - Emma Jan e
Entaminger, Langaviile. O .
" P a , w h at's plantonh* love?” “ It'B
generally a hunch o f trouble In dis
g u ise."—C hicago Record Herald.
wTlw E xp lan ation : "H e nays lie moves
In t h . best society .” “So he d o e s ; he
ow ns a furniture van " Sm art Set.
Quit** Different. She And
what
would you he now If It weren’t for my
money? Ha— A bachelor. T it Bits.
P olitician — C ongratulations. Sarah,
I'v e been nominated. Sarah (with do
llghtt— H onestly?
P olitician W hat
differences docs th at m ake? Detroit I
F ree Press
D o c to r- W ant to get up. eh ? Ah. I
thought my medicine would fetch you
out o f bed. Tommy Yes. an* then,
besides, 1 seen a etrciis poster. P h ila
delphia Bulletin.
T he Rew ard o f Economy
K wot or
— W h at’s that old saying? "T a k e care
of the iiennles, a n d ------” N ew ltt And
the dollars will take care of your heirs
! — Philadelphia Press.
W ed erly —Why don't you g«*t mar
ried ? Singleton— 1 can 't afford It.
W ederly—C an't afford It! W hy, when
1 w as your age 1 was so poor that 1
had to m arry.—C hicago News.
"I
won't he good, said
W illy.
"T h en Santa Claus won't bring you
any p resen t*." " W asn't I hail Inst
year, and didn't I get more’n ev er?”—
C incinnati Com met rial -Tribune.
Knew what struck him: Daly — Ye
were suustruel^, ye say ?
Why mnu
alive, the sun could never dlstigure a
man'« fa«-e like that. R iley— Ye dou't
know me sou, I>Hly. Brooklyn Life.
Sword sw allow er:
"Y es, Joh n has
quit accepting Invitations to dinner at
the B ag aley s'." He has? W hy, w hat's
the m a tte r?" " f i e says tln-lr knives
are no sharp they cut his mouth.” Kx.
He— There Is one thing In particular
I like atiout aplivsti-rs. Klie And what
la th a t? II» —They never tiore a fel
low by telling him how they ust-d to
do and th at before he wan born.—
New Yorker.
D taabled: “ Why don't you eat your
pie, C ncle R euben?
Don’t you like
pumpkin pie?" “ Yes. I like It all right,
hut th at young woman you've got help
in’ you around here took my knife
a w a y ."—C hicago Record-Hern Id.
Bride (disconsolately!— H alf my wad-
dlng presents are chep plated things
M other—Never mind, my d ear; no one
will suspect It. I have hired two de
tectiv es to make them selves conspicu
ous w atching them .— New York W eek
ly-
I-aily Visitor (to little g irl)—W hat
becam e o f the little kitten you had
here once? L ittle O lrl— Why. huven't
you heartl? Lndy Visitor No. W as
he drow ned? L ittle (ilr l— W hy. no. It
growed up to he a ca t.— Illustrated
Bits.
D ashaw ny— A few short hours ago I
was sittin g with a girl, telling her
she w as the only one !u all the worlil
I ever loved, and so forth, and so forth.
C leverton— And she believed you,
didn't she? "H ow could she help It?
Why, I believed It m y self."— L ife.
M other— You enn't stay In this hot
city . Why don’t you tell your husband
you must go to a summer resort?
Bride— I— I don't <lare. M other— Why
not? Brid e— If he says "n o ," I will lie
m iserable because I can ’t go. and If he
says "y e s ” I will be mls<-rahle because
he ean live without me.— New York
W eekly.
Settin g H im self R ight; “ W hat do
you consider the g reatest o b je ct of In
terest In E n glan d ?" askeil the Inter
viewer. “ W ell,” answ ered the great
lecturer from abroad, ”1 arrived here
yesterday, and----------” “O f course,”
exclaim ed the Interview er, apologetic
ally, “ I m eant the greatest o b ject of
Interest next to you rself.”—T lt-B Its.
M iss B o stln g —I t couldn’t have been
very com fortable autom ohlllng along
thut hack road yesterday. Miss Flurt-
ey— Oh! did you see Mr. Huggard and
mo? Miss B ostln g — Yes, ami when I
saw you, you were oscillating from
one side to th e otli«*r. Miss F lu rtey —
Oh, th a t’s a fib! T h e oscu lating was
all on his side.— Philadelphia Press.
T h e Dom inant Ja n ito r : Mrs. McCall
— And w hat did you say your eldest
hoy's full nam e w as? Mrs. De Coursey
— M ichael
Krunnigan De Coursey.
Mrs. M cC all—W ell <*r— th a t's rather
odd. Mrs. De Coursey— Yes. hut, you
see, when he was horn we didn't want
to move out. Mr. M ichael Rrannlgan
was the Jnnltor. Philadelphia Press.
T h e Strategy o f Sam uel:
Proud
F a th er— I tell you, sir, th at hoy «if
mine will be a wonder! Friend (w ear
ily)— W h at w onderful thing lias he
done now? Proud F a th er— W hy, tlie
other day he nte nil the preserves in
th e pantry. I overheard him say, as
he sm eared tin* c a t’s face w ith the
stuff: “ I ’m s«irry, T«im. to do this, hut
I can ’t have the old folks suspect
me.”— Sm art Set.
Ayer’s Cherry Pectoral
certainly curcsmany cases
of asthma.
And it cures bronchitis,
hoarseness, weak, lungs,
whooping-cough, croup,
w in te r co u g h s, night
coughs, and hard colds.
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ores* dfF'tor 1 « rail ed
g re a t becau ae he cu re s
people without o p e r a
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th a t ar e en ti re ly un-
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those harmleen r em e d i es this f am o us doctor
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MAS HO ÉQUAL. 1 find I t a t h o r o u g h re n
o v n to r ; l t Ione« tip thè «yatcni In generai ami
putii new llfe and v ig o r In thè animai. In m y
datry huatiieaa I fimi In every Instane« wlu-n fed
ftccordlng to dlreetlon» lt- w ill I N C R E A 8 E
thè fiow of m ilk lo n mnrketl degrec A I no witn
yoiirtg animala, m ir e « In pnrtlcular that ero
| *u h je ct to B C O U R 8 lTu«N lnn Htfx-k Food « III
check thè rnalad y ns If liy mugic. 1 ha ve trled
niittiy klntlN of fofela huf.
rouittter l ’niN«l«n Stock Food
tho B E S T on thè m arket
t«. d'iy F é I I . (IliAK, Davon-
p o r t , W hh I i .
IT D O U B L E D
Increate in M ilk .
Hfnce mUng th « Prueelan
Stock I <»««<1 » U h m y nill* h
cow I fimi h o m n p p ly of milk
I izih Inrrea*ed frorn O N E to
l ’O K T I.A N I»
H F .F .h C O ,, l 'o r t l m n d .
C o ast A gents.
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