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HILLSBOUO, OREGON. THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 2G. 1806.
NO. 36.
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EVENTS OF THE DAY
Epitome ot the Telegraphic
News of the Worid.
TERSK TICKS FROM TUB WlfiKN
An Interesting Collection of Itinii From
til Two Hemisphere FreHnted
In Uondeused Form.
Hon. Lafajitte Laue, hu ex-con-gniHHitiiiii
of Oregon, died at his resid-
euoo at Koseburg, Or., November 23.
Baker ooutitv's assessuiint roll has
been Hied, and shown the total raluo of
property iu the county to be fa,271,2H4i
total valoe of taxable property, f 2,
. 198,879. Washington county's assess
ment shows the Mai valuu of property
to be t, 827,4:15; total taxable prop
erty, f4.4Cl.dl5.
Hon. T. T. door, of Marlon comity,
is spoken of as the moat likely candi
date for the honor of oarrying the eleo
, jforal vote of Oregon to Washington
mid repreieut the Webfoot state In the
electoral college. The sago of Waldc
hills polled tho largest vote of all the
" Oregon electors, and has always been
nnnmally populur with his party.
. The numerous hold-nps which have
ooourred in Taooina and Koattle during;
the past two weeks have caused many
citizens to tuko the precaution of de
positing their money and valuables in
some safe plaoe before venturing itito
the streets after night. In none of the
bold-ups which have ooourred have the
" robbeis secured wore than a few dol
lars for their paius.
Mrs. Mary B. Stevens, of Yale,
while acting as chaplain of the Daugh
ters of Kebekah, at their annual session
In Hpringiiold, 111., and as she was juat
beginning a prayer dropped to the floor
and died of heart diseaae.
- A late rider in the American soldiers
,': of Buffalo bill's Wild West show, was
most brutally murdered by a oomrade
in Omaha, Neb. The rnotivo was evi
dently robbery, and the murderer has
,'. fled from tho city, after a most remark
able exhibition of coolueas after bis
ortme. "'
Edward W. Curry, ohairman of the
DemoorAtio state oouimittoe, died in
i Des Moines, la., of blood poisoning,
tie result of an initiation into the
Elks' lodge a few weeks ago. He was
tested in the eleotrio chair and was
horrilby burned b fore those operating
it realised what they were doing.
Mrs. Foley, a widow, aged 00, and
; hor unmarried daughter, Fanny, agod
40, were found murdered in their home
near Liberty, Mo. It was a cold-blood
ed murder for the sole purpose of rob
bery. The robber or robbers first dis
patched tho women, then ransacked the
bouse. Fifty dollars, all that was so
cured, was taken from the foot of t
bed on which the women had slept.
A correspondent of the London Daily
Mail at Ht. Petersburg says he is able
to oonflrm the report that consternation
existed while the ozar was on bis visit
in Kgland over the discovery of a plot
against his life. The Belgian polioe
seized a parcel of bombs, which were eh
route for Paris, just before the ozar was
leaving England. On the same night
the Paris polioe arrested forty suspects,
In the absenoe of absolute proof the
matter was dropped.
The Philadelphia & Koading Rail
road Conioauv was reorganized at
Philadelphia. The railroad was sold
tinder foreclosure on September 38.
Under the plan of reorganization there
will be three oompnuies the Philadol
ohia & Beading Railway Company,
the Philahelpbia & Reading Coal and
Iron Company, and the Reading Oom
psny. The latter is known as the Na
tional Company, but an application bas
been tiled in the oourt to have the title
changed. " ; "
George W. G. Fettls Dead, ,
Pittsburg, Nov. 25. George W. G,
Ferris, who conceived and built the
world-famous. Ferris wheel, died at
Mercv hosDital in this oity, at 11
o'clock this morning, of typhoid fever,
His illness was brief, and it was only
Fridav that he was taken to the hos
nital. Attending physicians say his
system was greatly run down by over
. work. ' ,"
i ,, Chinese Returning Home.
Taboma, Nov. 25. The steamer
Walla Walla today arrived from Ban
Francisco with-over 100 Chinese pas-
sengers, who will sail on the Olympia
' for the Orient, leaving Thursday. Sev
eral dozen Celestials have arrived from
the east to take passage on her. The
' exodus of Chinese to their native land
is greater this fall than usual.
A Cmliler Speculated,
Lebanon. Pa., Nov. ; 25. The
monnt of the defalcation of Cashier
John H. Holler, of the First Nation
al bank, will reach 100,000 or more.
Sundav. Hotter sent out for General
Gobin, director of the bank, and made
a olean breast of .. the affair, xne ai
rectors are able to make good the loss
mid sav the depositors will not suffer,
floffer was a heavy speculator in real
estate,
One cannot know what a man really
is by the ed of a fortnight.
. The railr'ittfei'trom Coquille City
to Marshfleld and Myrtle Point was
meatlv demolished - by last week's
freshet, many bridges being afloat and
the roadbed badly damaged in many
places. "
Last week's snow storm was ranch
more severe on the Sound than in Port
land. At Taooma fully nine inohes
covered the ground, retarding to a con
liderable extent railway and street-oar
traffic. The Sound cities have reoeived
Officers ... Itd1t.
Deputy United States Marshal Mo
rtlin hy has had a fight with Black
.lack's bandits, at Separ, N. M., kill
ing the notorious Bob Hays, and
wounding George Mangrove, alias
Olivia, who escaped. None of the posse
was injured. Black Jack, Frank An
dersnn, Bill George and another es
caped, and the pose is in pursuit.
The fight ooourred near the Southern
Pacillo road. This is the most desper
ato gang that has ever infested Arizona.
(inn. fur Ilnolo Rum'a Soldiers.
It is reported that partial orders have
boon placed by the United States gov
ernment with the Winchester Arms
Company, of New Haven, Conn., for
100,000 gnus of the Lee pattern. The
information is given by a commercial
agent who male a business call Upon
the onmpany. He was told by the offi
cers thut the government was oontfaot
ing for the rillfH on aooount of a pos
sible war with Spain.
Wires Were CruM.d.
O. C. Udell, a street oar oonduotor,
of Los Angolea, Cal., while telephoning
the central station was knocked
own and instantly hilled by an eleo-
io shock. The telephone wires and
trolley wires of the street railway had
beoomo crossed.
Struck hy it T-nln.
Al Pullick, a young lawyer, and the
MlH-ea Lulu and Lizzie Lind.'dangh
tfiH of the proprietor of the Lind hotel,
were instantly killed by a railway train
while uttetupliug to cross the traok in
buggy at Concord, Ky.
Murder at Suit Luke.
The body of Edurado Delveoohlo was
mud iu tbn suburbs of Salt Lake with
two bullets boles in the side. No mo
tive is known for the murder.
Hams Midnight Oil.
Presidont Cleveland is burning mid-
ight oil in the preparation of his an
nual message to congress. The mes-
Bageis being written in sections, and
will be put together in oonseontlve
form just before it goes to oongress.
Allot Mr. Cleveland's messages have
been distinguished by neatness and
clean penmanship, and the forthoom-
ng will be no exoeptlon. He li writ
ing eveiy word of it by hand.
Paaofi In Armenia.
A Conatantiuople dispatch says Mon-
igoore Mahal Ormanian's eleotion at
the new Armenian patriaroh is an ex
cellent sign of peace in the future. An
imperial lardo will be issued, approv
ing the eleotion, anil the next day the
patriaroh will enter upon his funotions.
lie has already decided that religious
councils shall take immediate steps to
examine the rules of organio law,
which will doubtless be modified.
Selling Their Children for Bread.
Rev. R. P. Maokay, of Toronto, Can
ada, foreigu seoretary of the Presby
terian church, has reoeived a letter
from one of the missionaries in India
which tells of a terrible tale of distress
and suffering beoause of the failure of
the wheat crop in that country. Peo
ple are on the point of starvation;
parents are selling their children for
bread, while some are leaving them to
perish from want - .
Mint Stand Trial.
Mrs. Susie Martin, of San Franoisoo,
declared innocent of murdering ber
huBband, must stand trial for insanity.
Her oouusel claims the proceedings are
irregular, but Judge Wallaoe refused
to release her, ansd the case was con
tinued two days, when the jury will
pass npon ber mental condition.
Ll Hung Chang Disgusted.
A Singapore dispatch says it is
rumored that Li Hung Chang will re
turn to private life, being disgusted
with the treatment he reoeived on his
return from his journey around the
world. This dispatch also states that
the new Japanese-Chinese treaty gives
no concessions to foreigners.
Another Bank Falls.
The First National bank of Sioux
City, ; la, , . has closed its doors. The
failure is due to heavy withdrawals.
The bank is one of the oldest institu
tions in the oity, Bnd was considered
one ot the soundest. The amount of
liabilities has not yet been mad
known. ' .,' , .
Insurgents Defeated.
An offloial dispatch from Manilla
sent to Madrid says the insurgents
have been defeated in an engagmeent
with the Spanish troops fought near
Santa Cruz. The enemy lost 500 men
killed, the government loss being slight.
The Shortage in, Cereals.
Aooording to the offloial report the
yield of prinoipal cereals in fifty gov
ernments of European Russia and the
UauoasnB in 1806 is 16,250,000 quart
ers below the average of the last thir
teen years.
A Colliery Horror.
A firedamp explosion ooourred in a
oolliery near Berlin, Germany. Twenty-five
bpdies have been reoovered.
Forty or fifty men are known to be still
entombed. ; ' '
, Fatal Bolter Kxploslon.
The boiler of Reno Bros.' sawmill,
twenty miles northeast of Sedalia, Mo.,
exy'.oded, demolishing the mill, kill
ing John Reno and severely soalding
Edward Reno.
": Bear Caused a Stamprde.
A Paris diaputoli &ys that during a
bull and bear fight at Figueras, in
Spain, near the frontier f France the
bear broke his chain and scrambled
among the audience. Many persons
were injured in the stampede before
the bear was killod.
By a clever ruse a man disguised as
a postman easily secured a bag of regis
tered letters of the value of 43,000
franos from a mail oart in the Rue dn
Allemagne. Pans, and deoampea.
BROWN'S THANKSGIVING
It Made This Speculator Think Life
Worth the Living,
ANDTOAGAYTYTEWUITliRGIItl
It Brought Sweet Peace from Out Life's I
Dluy Whirl.
EOItGE CALDWELL
-;rmii of Gotham
town the mora be
fore Thanksgiving
Frum sleep awoke, bo
nearly broks life
hardly seemed
worth living.
Now tli Ik iiiiiu Drown
had been thrown
down by Wall
street's fluctuations:
To rise again seemed
to Dim then beyond
all calculation..
"My race In run, I'm
dulte undone."
Blown mused a he was dressing;
"I nevor knew things quite o blue ior cred
itors so pressing.'
And then he took his pockethook and count
ed tip hi. money.
The dollars four, there were no more, so few
were they seemed funny.
It made him smile thut little pile and then
his blues departed,
For Ilrnwn had pluck, believed In luck for
othose not chicken-hearted.
And to his breakfast gaily down went spec
ulator (icorge .Caldwell Brown.
While he drank his coffee hot to his band a
note, was brought,
And the writing on Its cover made him turn
It o'er and o'er.
When at last he broke Its seal Us contents
fairly made him reel;
Made the blood rush to his bead, for this
was what the letter snld:
"George Caldwell llrown, Esq.;
"Dear Boy It gives me several kinds of Joy
To send a check made out to you to pay the
hundred, long since, due,
You kl.idly lonncd when I was broke.
"Most sincerely, It. T. CHOAK."
As he picked tils way down town, thus
mused Speculator llrown:
"On the day before Thanksgiving, life Is
always worth the living.
Every cloud bna Its silver lining; somewhere,
always, sun Is shining. -Now
It really seems to nie I should very
-thankful be;
Yesterday the sky was murky; now I'm sure
to havo my turkey.
THB POM.AHS FOUR.
But holy smoke! As I'm a sinner, no one's
asked me out to dinner.
Last Thanksgiving I'd a lot of bids to feed,
but this year not a soul, so far, re
members me,
Jlmlny crickets! Well, we'll see."
Thinking thus, Brown stood before his six
teenth Btory office door,
"Would or would It not affright her If I
asked my young typewriter
How to work this plan, thought Brown, as
he went and sat film down.
And as he rend his letters o'er, he' thought
about bis plans tne more,
And as he thought he grew perplexed, until
at last she thought mm vexed.
"To-morrow's Thanksgiving," ventured she.
"A dav when nil. It seems to me.
Should eat lots of turkey and mimokln Die.
and all sorts of lliln's that money can
' buy."
Thus quickly to the girl's amaie, Brown
moao reniy n renewing unruse
"And," h went on, "1 have a jlau, and you
Then he told her how the borrowed money
came.
And how he sorrowed much before It came.
He said: "The landscape blue, It turned to
red:
It filled my heart with thankfulness. It drove
away my wrctcneaness.
But," he continued, "then I thought of other
: men dead broke.
I ought to see some other luckless sinners
furnished with Thanksgiving dinners.
The maldeu listened to his words. "You
want my help to buy the birds.
The celery and the pumpkin plea and other
tuints. she said, her eyes
Bent on the floor. Then he replied: "That's
It exactly; If you tried
You could not closer speak my mind,
And further, If you'll be so kind
And help me at the dinner, too,
I'll always grateful be to yon."
The mnlden s cheek was like a peach, and
as she listened to his speech,
Into it crept a rosy pink, so comely, that It
made him think:
"Well, 1 vow"; In all the city there Is no other
Bin so nretty. '
Do to the market forth they went, on benev
olence Intent.
On the way the girl observed: "Where
Will you have the dinner served?
If you have not g it another place; I'm cer
tain that my mother
Would be happy If you were to have It cook
ed and served by her."
"A very good Idea, my child," said Spec
ulator Brown, and smiled.
"How many guests, then, will there beT
Have you asked them yet?" said she.
"No, by gracious! I forgot. When we havo
the dinner bought,
I'll find fellows out of work, and bid them
THK DINNER.
come and feed on tnrk."
So they planned and so they talked as to the
market place they walked.
At the market place their eyes filled with
wonder flnd surprise.
Food was there from all creation; food
enough for half a nation.
"Where does It come from?" Brown 1 pro
pounded. Thus a market man ex
pounded: "Should you ask me whence those turkeys,
Whence those birds of rounded plumpness,
Stripped each one of ruby wattle,
Stripped of all Its glorious feathers.
Drawn and ready for the oven,
rri.up., ,n hulro un.l lirnwn nnd slzsle
Till the cook, with wise decision, takes It
from the torrid recess,
Beady f ir Thanksgiving dinners,
T ahmiM loll Villi. HllSWCr I SllOtlld:
from the plains of Illinois, from the hills
6 rfrTi w its rrrmrt fri rri rrrk'.-;
of Pennsylvania,
From the vales of Massachusetts, from New
York and from New Jersey,
Where the farmers feed and feed more.
All the summer, all the autumn.
Till Thanksgiving is not far off; i
Then they send them to the city,
That New York may not bereft be
Of the pleasures of the table."
"That's enough of rhyineless rhythm; send
two turkeys, and send with them- "
Brown began, stopped, perplexed. Turning
to the girl: "what next?"
Then the maiden skillfully filled the order
out, and he paid the bill admiringly.
How Brown went out guests to Invite would
be too long a story quite,
But he scraped
ud hair a uoz
half a dozen, and him-
self, the maiden's cousin,
And
her mother, all sat down next day to
feast on turkeys brown.
Who was there? Isaiah Btout, who for six
weeks bad been out.
Next to him, contented, sat Candy Maker
Israel I'ratt.
With his wife, John Henry Stiles, employed
In irood times making tiles.
Just serosa the groaning table sat the boot
black, limy cable.
At his right his face s-grlu, was the news
boy, Tommy Qulnn.
Ne'er was dinner better cooked, never maid
en sweeter looked.
Whlls the guests devoured and gorged, Co-1
pld Bhackles lightly foYged.
Brown's heart was the heart they bound, as
he very quickly found,
And before the meal was over, Brown was a
devoted lover.
When the guests had gone away Brown ask
ed it be might longer stay,
And to the maiden, with a flush, he told a
tale that made her blush.
"Won't you help rne, If you can,
with this
better, sweeter plant
Don't you see, a wife I need? Must I with
you hopeless plead?"
Bald the maldeu: "Of the other plan I coun
selled with my mother.
If to this one she'll consent, to marry you
I'll be content."
Nothing more this scribbler tellsi listen now
to wedding bells.
t:
HE night before Thanksgiving the
lty was ablaze with lights. ine
Bret snow had fallen and the air
ltaelf seemed light hearted. The massive
mansions that surround Oramercy Park
were brightly lighted.
In muffled silence a young man cloak
less and gloveless hurried by the Iron
bars that fence in the little acre of the
rich toward his lodging place.
For five years Jack. Fleming Had lived
alone. No one knew very mucn about
him. except that he was a thriftless, In
dolent genius. 'When his father died the
fortune that might have gone to Mm bad
endowed certain wealthy charitable in
stitutions. His mother had died in his
Infancy, and Jack Fleming had grown up
with the servants ana nw dooks tor com
panlons. He had never seen enough of
his father to love him. In his childhood
Jack had had one friend, Dora Goldth
wait. She was a beautiful girl, several
years his junior, who lived in the house
adjoining his father's, and every day one
or the other would climb the fence that
separated them and drop over, into the
little yard for a romp. Dora was proud
of her protector and plnymate, for even
then Jack was full of book knowledge,
and Dora soon learned to love Shakspearo
and Milton as read aloud by her hero.
Another great tramping place for the
little people was Grainerey Park, for both
houses faced the handsome playground
and Mr. Goklthvvait and Jack's father
were among the favored rich who pos
sessed keys to the great iron gates that
shut out the children of the poor, who
often 'ined the iron fence and peered
wistfully between the bars at the smiling
awn within.
The children were Inseparable until
Jack was 15 and Dora 12. Then Jack
went to college, but every holiday found
him at home again, and often books went
by the board and Jack came home on the
sly to see his little sweetheart. Of course,
on these occasions he was smuggled into
Dora's home, and good ratured, easy-going
Mr. Goldthwait would have thought
it the basest treachery for any member
of his family to Inform his next door
neighbor, Jack's father, that his son was
playing truant
After three years at college Jack was
hopelessly behind in his studies, and his
father, still ignorant of the reason, called
him a blockhead. One day Jack received
a tender, loving letter from Dora asking
him to come home at once, as her father
had just received word from England
that he had fallen heir to a large property,
Including a theater In one of the large
cities, and the business of the latter was
in urgent need of his immediate attention.
The family would sail for England imme
diately, but Dora wanted Jack to go with
thetn, if he could. L few hours after
receiving the letter Jack stood in front
of the Goldthwait residence on Gramercy
Park. It was closed. No servant an
swered the bell,, and Jack's heart fell like
lead. Again he looked at the letter. It
was dated two days before and had been
delayed in the mails. A' home he found
his father, but lq a mood In which he had
never seen him before.
"You young rascal!" he shouted, as
Jack entered. "So you have been wasting
your time next door, instead of studying."
No pleading on the part of Jack could
induce the turbulent old man to tell
where the Goldthwalts had gone,
"Never mind," thought Jack, "I will
hear from her soon, and then "
But no letter came. Weeks lengthened
into months and Jack grew tall and thin.
One day he went up to his college town,
and an inquiry at the poatoffiee elicited
the fact that several letters had come, up
to a month ago, but they had been for
warded to Gramercy Park.
That -night father and son faced each
other for the last time. . . :
'Where are the letters Dora wrote to
me?" demanded Jack, as he leaned bVer
toward the old num. who stood smiling
sarcastically In his face.
"I told you that if you refused to return
to .college you would regret it," was the
reply.
Jack turned on his heel and passed out
of the house.
He found It a harder struggle than ne
expected. His Income fluctuated from
next to nothing to nothing Itself., He be
came first a wanderer among apartments,
then among boarding houses, and at last
an Inhabitant of "furnished rooms," who
ate at cheap restaurants when he could
eat at all.
He had lived a week in a rear hall bed
room on Twenty-second street before he
discovered that Its windows were only
separated front those of his old home and
that of Dora, on Grametcy Park," by the
brief New York back yards in which they
used to play together. The Goldthwait
house was dark. It had been ever since
the day Dora left. Next to It, where his
father's mansion loomed up ngalnsC the
trees beyond, lights were often seen. But
strangers occupied the familiar rooms.
On Thanksgiving Kvo Just nve years
since he had left his old life behind him
Jack went to his dingy little window to
zane at the two mansions. He shivered
with cold; but the blood rushed quickly to
his face when he saw thtf home of the girl
he still loved, brightly lighted up. For
an Instant he stood still, amazed. Then
he sat down on his bed to think. Finally,
downhearted and discouraged, he turned
to a great pile of manuscript and rubbish
on the floor, and picking a book from the
nondescript mass he turned over the
leaves.
"Twelve plays out," he muttered to
himself; "fiveof them probably lost." Only
that day he had sent his best nnd latest
comedy to the new English actor who
had arrived the day before. As soon as It
was rehearsed (ns he doutted not it would
be) he would send the others In rotation.
For months he had expected success to
come with the dawn of every new day,
and to-night ns he threw himself on his
bed, hungry and broken-hearted, he real
ized the mistake he bad made In living In
a dream. He made Ann resolutions to re
form, but as hiB fingers jlinched in new
born resolve his eyes Strayed across the
way ugaln. For the second time that
evening his heart stood still. Behind the
soft lhee curtains of the Goldthwait man
slon shadows of people. flitted to and fro.
The house was inhabited againbut by
strangers, of course, he thought.
Thanksgiving Day found Jack poorer
and hungrier than he had ever been be
fore in his life. For forty-eight hours he
had not tasted food, but he determined to
breakfast In spite of the almost total
emptiness of his pockethook. He turned
his face toward tie lower portion of the
city, determined to accept, whatever work
offered Itself, but it waa a holiday, and
after several hours spent In tramping the
quiet streets Jack turned his face home
ward. As he trudged np Broadway a
clatter on the stones behind attracted his
attention and a driverleas cab dashed in
to sight An elderly man was gesticulat
ing wildly from the window. With a
bound Jack responded. In another mo
ment the runaway horse stood panting in
the roadway, and Jack's sinewy hand
was on the bit
"One dollar to drive me up to Del
monlco's," shouted the man.
"But your driver?" asked Jack.
"Drunk In a saloon," was the response.
Without another word Jack leaped up to
the cabby's seat and whipped up the
horse. It was the first time he had ever
earned a dollar by manual labor, and as
he clinched his teeth firmly a flush mount
ed to his cheeks. , "'
When the once- familiar restaurant
came Into sight Jack thought with mois
ture In his eyes, of the many times he and
Dora had lunched In the great dining-
room. As he reined up before It, hag
gard and mud bespattered, totally differ
ent from his old self, he started with
amazement There, standing on the side
walk waa the subject of his dream not
the Dora of old, with bhort frock and
curling hair streaming in the wind, but
the beautiful woman into which the years
had changed her.
For a moment Jack could hardly re
strain himself from rushing forward and
declaring his identity. But a thought of
his clothes and his wort made him stop.
He became as anxious to hide his face as
he had been a moment before to tell hla
name.
Dora and her father passed. Into the
restaurant and Jack earned a second dol
lar by getting a new driver for his paa:
senger's- coupe, - He passed and repassed
the restaurant in an unsuccessful attempt
to get another glimpse of the woman he
loved. before he even satisfied his hunger.
It was dark before he went back to his
little room and Btationed himself once
more at hla window to gaze at the lights
in the Goldthwait mansion. He was filled
with a conflict of love and pride. He had
no reason to believe that Dora had not
forgotten him, but his love for her was at
strong as ever. He longed to go to her,
but the knowledge of bis poverty and
shabblnees kept him back.
The windows of the great old dining
room were bright with light and their
raised curtains gave him a clear view of
the place where he and Dora had spent
many happy Thanksgiving reunions to
gether. ' He saw her flitting about the
table as of old, putting the finishing touch
es on he arrangement of fruits and flow
ers. He could see her plainly. She look
ed even younger and more beautiful than
she had that afternoon In her heavy street
Wraps.
Half an hour passed and some one else
came Into the room a tall, handsome
man. Dora seemed to forget her house
hold duties, for she hung on the man's
arm and seemed to plead with him. At
last he sat down, and then still another
person came In; it was Mr. Goldthwait.
They sat by the fire, with Dora between
them, She was talking earnestly, and
the handsome stranger seemed to be Ha
tching intently. Occasionally Jack could
see that Mr. Goldthwait spoke. Then
Dora would beam with happy smiles.
Suddenly she Jumped up from her seat,
and a moment later wnen she returned
she had In her hands a fluttering man
uscript. '
She read it The old smile played about
her lips. The gestures waved the grace
ful hands. It maddened Jack. lie felt
that he must be near her once more--must
hear her voice again.
A wisteria vine ran down from his wlh"
dow. Clasping the strong, dry stalk, Jack
descended until he stood on the fence so
dear1 to his memory. Softly he crept along
until he reached the little veranda at the
rear of the Goldthwait mansion, and
"IN THE MtTLE BACK YARD." ;
peering through the window he feasted
bis eyes on the face of the girl he loved.
Jack was overcome as he saw again all
the little details of the room which once
had been so familiar to. him. He bowed
his head. He pushed against the glass
of the swinging window. The window
opened a tritlc. Jack started back fright
ened, but the air was still outside, and the
Inmates of the room had not noticed.
How he could hear Dora's voice. It said:
"Now. Mr. Langdon. let me read the cli
max to you before dinner is announced."
Langdon was the name of the Jbiigllsn
actor to whom Jack had sent his play, and
as Dora's sweet voice read on, Jack real
ized that it was his own comedy she waa
reading. ..v .
The cliniax was rendered with telling
effect. The two men leaned forward
with interest. , , '
"Capital! Capital!" cr'ed Langdon.
Jack was filled With intense excite
ment. His hands were clinched.
"Do you accept It?' asked Dora, tri
umphantly, of the actor.
"I do," was the reply. "It Is the com
edy that I have been waiting for."
"I will write him to-night, then," said
Dora. The beautiful girl sank back in
her chair and went on: "And now I -will
tell you a story that will explain
why I was so anxious to have you take
the play."
Jack listened breathlessly.
"You see," said Dora," I used to have
a friend here named John Fleming. When
we went abroad I wrote to him, but he
aid not answer my letters. I lost sight
of him, but I did not lose my well, my
regard for him."
"A splendid fellow,' interrupted Mr.
Goldthwait.
"There never was one like him," said
Dora. Then she went on: "Well, when
we reached New York last week father
and I began to look him up, and we found
In the first place that the reason he bad
not answered my letters was because his
father, who was angry at both of us, had
Intercepted them; In the second place,
that father and son were never reconciled,
and that the old gentleman disinherited
Jack when he died, and In the third place
that Jack had been, ever since barely
making a living out of literary work and
trying to get some one to produce hia
plays.
"We finally got track of him this morn
ing, and this morning also I saw the man
uscript of this play lylrg on the table
where you had left It when you brought
It up from the theater. The words "By
John Fleming' caught my attention at
once, and I picked it up and read it It
"HB SAT ON HIS BB AND THOUGHT."
seemed to me so strdnge that I made up
my mind that you shouldn't send it back
without reading it, so I read It to you
myselfr And now I shall send for Jack
to-morrow, and . when he comes I shall
have good news for him. And and good
news for Jack Is Is good news for
for me, you Bee. . 8p I am very happy."
There was a noise of an opening win
dow," and Jack, wild eyed and unkempt,
but very joyful, stepped in. For a mo
ment they did not recognize him, but
when they did
"Well," said Mr. Langdon, "this climax
beats anything In your play."
"Yes," added Mr. Goldthwait, "and It
la doubly good because It will be followed
by a "eal Thanksgiving dinner," New
York Press.'
Thanksgiving. Decoration.
The old question comes up again and
again as to how'to devise' something novel
for Thanksgiving decoration. The day is
one pre-eminently homely and simple in
its spirit and traditions a day set apart
for returning thanks because of the neces
sities and 'every-day" comforts of life.
Nothing la so appropriate in commem
orating the occasion as embellishments
from the harvest fields. In drawing
rooms. nothing is more effective than In
dian corn and diminutive yellow pump
kins, the corn with its 'long stalks and
golden ears stacked on either side of the
wide doors or grouped In corners, the
small pumpkins with more ears or corn
piled at .the base:
Vines of cranberry , crowded with the
tiny red globes Can trail across mantle
shelves or twine up and down columns,
while garlands of red and green peppers,
all sizes and shapes, and great bunches
of ripe wheat and oats are rich and beau
tiful In effect. Fruits, of all kinds ...
grapes, late pears ahfl peaches, rosy ap
ples and purple plums; mingled with
their own foliage are unique and highly
typical of the harvest home.
For dlnlng-table ornamentation a novel
and most attractive mode is to cut from
the ordinary vegetables shapes simulating
flowers from " the .beet a deep red rose;
from the yellow turnip, a tiger Illy; a
white lily or chrysanthemum from the
potato,' with lettuce leaves for foliage,
while cabbage, celery, cauliflower and the
dozen other kitchen garden production!
add blossoms to this .original bouquet
One of these orahtnents serves at each
plate as a favor, while a huge group
mingled with fruits forms a fine center
piece. ,.
It is a very simple matter to shape these
mock flowers, a sharp knife and a little
skill is all that Is required. They may be
prepared the day before Thanksgiving
and kept fresh in a bowl of water.
"Give Me the Wishbone."
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