T h * eagerly »waited moment e»me it
street urchins whose patched trousers
P o r t l a n d D iv id e n d C o m p , ^
Dinner wa» ready, and aueh I
and ragged caps spoke too plainly of a last.
214 and 215 Com mereiai Bld»
dinnerless Thanksgiving. The sight gave dinner a » the ehildren made of^it. It
242 W ashington Street, Portland n .
Westlake a suggestion; why not treat cue was well worth the cost, W estlake
•25 w ill earn you
«.
e*°n*
thought,
to
see
them
eat
and
watch
the
of these unfortunates to a good meal?
$50 w ill earn yo u ......... *...... I» * .,
“ »onth
|1W) w ill earu you............ .. SjJJ
? ° nlh
As he turned a street corner one of pleased look on the mother’ s face. IIow
the youngsters overtook him. It was the the turkey disappeared! , It was turkey
ra y s b lo m onthly. Call or » r i i » <,“ U‘
oldest son of his washwoman. Harold for relish, turkey for entree, turkey for
L. M. Davis, Hr**.
had often seen him and had once visited dessert. Surely no one bird ever be for#
did such signal service to humanity!
his home ou the outskirts o f the city.
Amid the clatter of the meal a low rap
“ Here's my opportunity,” he thought,
at the outer door was unnoticefl. A
as he greeted the boy.
• h »re . o f tnaaurv
value «1 each,
- m
The lad was drawing a small express louder kuock brought Mrs. Hayvkins to
I 'v e l>v'u countin' up iny blesaln's, I ’ ve l>e'n
•to c k -n o
prom oter’,
ai. u: in in' up my woes
wagon loaded with a large bundle of her feet. H er face showed plainly that
arns
No
divi,len.I,
epoortloSÌ?'
But 1 a in 't got th ' conclusion sum would
"A re all the people here Invalids?”
washing. The student’s quick eye took the visitor was not unexpected. West-
to un »old .tuck
.!_ n,<,~
n.»t‘ ra lly suppose*.
The big lake was helping the boy nearest him to Ob, no, sir! Some o f ’em only Just
W h y 1 quit a countin' troubles 'fo re I hud iu the stiuation at a glance.
a
fourth
slice
o
f
turkey,
and
looked
up
load at which the boy tugged ami strain
h a lf a score.
come, sir.” — Life.
U IlL IC rtn
per iti.re m u ll rem2 nln? V »
W h ile tu more I count my blesaln’ s I keep ed at every curbing, his own pale face just as the new comer entered the room.
lotuient of ,V m > onu
**•
“ Can she remember what happened fo ld , after w hich the remaining ' C f r , ' *.'•
findiu' more an' more.
and thinly clothed form told clearly of His knife nearly dropped from his hands.
advanced to par
iteier to M k rcu m . ¡°
on
her
twenty-sixth
birthday?”
“
Yes.
There before him stood Helen Merri-
T h e re 's been things that w a 'n 't e x a ctly us his home life, o f his widowed, hard-work
clen.
An extraordin ary, rafe ami
was J ubi eighteen."—Yonkers a tlve m ercantile manufacturing InyT! ,,'1*''
I thought th ey'd ought t ’ be.
ing mother, and of the little, hungry vale, surveying the group with a womler she
A n d I'v e often grow led at Provid ence fe r
Addr.ua
for Kxt.lanatory Pro.
mouths to whom Thanksgiving would be equal to his own. A basket which she Statesman.
not a p eltin ' me:
ch arter and b y-law ., T h / C .lllo 'm U p ’« “ 1? » '
a day, like all other days, o f deprivation. carried on her arm indicated that she,
M anufacturing Company, 7SI Ban
But 1 hadn t stopped t ’ reckon w hat th'
Judge—I sec that W illie Swellton has ■t.,
Los Angeles, Cal.
u * ern*ado
o th er side had be'n,
In his hasty survey o f the boy’s load, too, had come on a mission of charity.
So I guess It w a ’n 't correct, the w a y I cal-
“ T h i* is indeed a surprise, Mr. West- given up automoblllug. Fudge—When
Westlake had caught sight of a piece of
kerlated then.
will
the
funeral
take
place?—Baltimore
crumpled paper iu one corner of the wag lake,” she said, after she had regained
“ I’m afraid my journey Morning Herald.
F e r there's be'n a g ift o' sunshine a fte r on, evidently a waste bit escaped from her composure.
every sh ow er o ’ tears.
I the linen.
Picking it up half uncon has been in vain,” she added, w’ith a | “ He can’t afford to let her spend so
A nd I'v e found a load o ’ laughter scattered
smile,
glancing
at
the swiftly disappear much money.” She— Well, perhaps he’d
sciously, he began to unfold it. It was
ull along th' ¿cars,
I f th ' thorns have pricked me sometimes.
in a feminine hand—a hand that struck ing viands.
rather have trouble with his creditors
I 'v e g o o d reasons to suppose
“ Not as far as I am concerned.” said
For Christmas Presents.
him at once as being familiar, and each
L o v e has hid 'em o ften from me 'neath the
than with hla wife.”
Westlake,
meaningly,
and
Helen
blushed.
line
was
crossed
by
a
heavy
pen
stroke
rupture o f th ’ rose.
A t Mrs. Hawkins’ earnest invitation.
Gladys— That poor young Snobleigh
straight across the paper. Glancing at
the heading, he saw his own name. Then Miss Merivale consented to drink a cup actually dared to kiss me! Wliat could
f"
shine and th' rain,
o
f
coffee
after
her
long
walk.
West-
him;
it was
j
he have been thinking of? Ethel— Ills
F e r th' Joy that's made me happy; fe r tu' the truth flashed upon
Helen's writing. Making out with some lake made several unsuccessful attempts
pu rgin’ done by pain:
debts, probobly.” — Puck.
F e r th ' love o f little ch ildren; fe r the friends
difficulty the scored lines, he read as to catch her eye. Was she really offend
thet have be'n true;
J O H N ALLCSINA
“ Do you believe that the rain falls
ed or hurt, or was it all a mistake? The
follows:
F e r th' guidin' Hand th a t’s led me e v 'r y
"M y Dear Harold—Dinner w ill be serv question was soon to have a reply. Fred alike on the Just and unjust?” “ Not
threat nin’ danger through.
TW O 8TORE8:
ed at half-past five to-morrow afternoon, felt it his duty to converse with the a bit of It The unjust have the um
I ’ m re jo icin ’ in th' m ercy that can take my
23* W ashington St.,
aos Morrison St
and we wish you to be with us as usual. guests.
brellas.” —Detroit Free Press.
sins aw ay.
near
near
“ That was a pretty girl I saw you with
I f this conflicts with some previous en
In th' L o ve that gives me courage In th'
A
harassing
doubt:
“
Oh,
maggle.
If
W oodard,Clarke & Co. Mler & Frank Co.
thickest o f the fray.
gagement, please don’t let it interfere. the other day, Mrs. Wt»stlrtke,” he said,
I am thaukfi'.l fe r th' goodness that from
Perhaps your new found friend will ex with an air borrowed from the students I could only make myself believe dat
heaven fullers me
he loves me for myself, an’ not because
he admired at a distance.
pect-----”
O ! how happy and how thankful I fo re v e r
“ Yes; my sister is considered very pret me mudder keeps er fruit stand!” — Ba
ought t' be.
Here the note ended.
1 (9 0 9 0 6
ty,”
responded
Westlake.
He
looked
“ So the invitation’s cancelled.” thought
zar.
8o Jest let us count our blessln's as w e ’ re
full
at
Helen.
“
Dora
paid
me
only
a
Westlake.
“
W
hat
does
she
mean
by
my
jo u rn eyin ' along,
“ I wonder how Venus de Milo came
Then w e ll find less tim e fe r gro w lin ’, and
new found friend, I wonder?” He fold flying visit, or I should have asked per
“ Broke ’em off,
m ore fe r m irth and song
er! the note carefully, and placed it in mission to present her to your parents to lose her arms.”
W hen yon lift your eves t' heaven ea rth ly*
probably, trying to button her shirt
his pocket. “ Fred,” said he, turning to and you, Miss Merivale.”
shadows tiee a w a y —
Helen merely bowed in assent; her color waist up the buck.” —Philadelphia
the lad at his side, whose attention dur
L e t us learn this lo vin ’ lesson as w e keep
T h a n k s givln ' Day.
ing the reading of the note had been di had deepened, as if with shame, and Press.
—R a m 's Horn.
M R. STO R E K E E PE R : - We Nell you N «»,
vided between his wagon and the shop Westlake thought he understood mat
In a cemetery at Mlddlebury, V t , Is Raisins, Dried Fru its, Vermont Maple Supr,
wiudows, “ take home your washing ard ters.
Dates, Figs, h o n e y ,—everyth in g you need for
a
stone
erected
by
a
widow
to
her
lov
They left the house together soon a f
bring your wagon back as soon as you
the holidays; better qu ality and lower price«
can.”
terward, aud on their way to the city ing husband, bearing this Inscription; than you can find elsewhere. Send for our
SENIOR W ESTLAKE’S
f
The lad, his big blue eyes expressing Westlake drew the crumpled note from “ Best in peace—until we meet again.” Special holiday Price List, or write usaudve
THANKSGIVING.
|
his wonder more plainly than words, his pocket and handed it to his com —Life.
w ill call on you.
quickened his pace and disappeared, lit panion.
TO G R O W E R S :—We always buy eggs, butter,
"W hat has made her so haughty and
“ I believe this is yours, Helen,” he
tle guessing to what purpose the wagon
B T IK O N E. D A N IIL S .
X
proud?” "She thinks she’s a Daugh cheese, apples, pears, onions and spuds. Have
was to be put. Westlake, in the mean said.
you any to sell? L et us know, if you want»
ter of the Revolution.” “ How Is that?” good price.
rA\
Wentworth Institute nil time, strolled up and down the sidewalk,
She recognized it at a glance.
A \ was quiet. The dull November judging with the practiced eye of a farm
“ Oh, Harold, can you ever forgive me?” "She went round in the Ferris wheel.”
morning had worn well on toward er’ s son the poultry and vegetables in the she exclaimed. “ I f I had only known it —Chicago Evening Post.
WOLF & SONS.
the noon hour, yet no one was stirring, provisioned’ windows. H e had hardly was your sifter! I saw’ you on the street
Jaspar—What are you looking so an
Wholesale Fruits and Produce.
and a vacation like stillness pervaded the finished his tour o f inspection, and select together, and you were so far away that
noyed about? Mrs. Jaspar—I expected
air.
ed as good a variety as the lateness of I did not recognize her. Then I thought
tOS FR O NT S T., PORTLAND, OR.
“ It ’s strangely quiet here this morn the seuson afforded, when Fred reap you might wish to spi»nd the day with a day’s rest, and didn’t get It This Is
ing,” said Harold Westlake to himself, peared.
vnnr new friend, and i wcruid
.**?•.«» the cook's day out, but she insisted In
staying
at
home.—Judge.
tne
invitation.*
aa he strolled down the path toward the
By means o f a few questions tactfuily
city.
“ I wonder if I ’m the only mail put, Westlake sooh had a fairly correct
“ Is it still cancelled?” asked Westlake,
First Belgian Hare—W e aren't In It
up.” l ie looked at his watch; it was a idea of the condition of the Hawkins’ playfully holding the scored lines up be these days.
W e’re forgotten. What
quarter o f ten. “ W ell, I suppose u-ost larder, together with the individual lik fore her.
ai
can we do aliout It? Second Belgian
o f the fellows have gone home for ings of the little Hawkinses. Ere the
“ Only the last sentence,” was the reply.
Hare—W e’d better try some good hare
Thanksgiving; that accounts for it.”
steeple clock hard by had struck eleven,
restorer.—Chicago Daily News.
There was a look o f unwonted medita the strangely assorted couple were mak
Needs Another Guess.
tion on Westlake’s face as he walked ing their way toward Asylum lane. The
Iiizzer— It makes my w ife angry f
down the path.
Ilis step, habitually axles of the little express wagon fairly
when I refuse to let her have the last;
buoyant, wus like that of a man who is creaked with the weight of the boxes
word In an argument. Buzzer— Why
M A D E ; B Y T H E M A U R U S Of
pondering some knotty problem. H e was and bundles entrusted to it.
don’t you let her have the last word?!
a tall, large framed, athletic looking fel
Their very appearance was a paradise
Blazer— Well, then she says I am afraid
low. His college training had not made of anticipation to Fred. One of the pack
to argue with her.
him pale or round shouldered—a char ages. from which a pair o f claws pro
acteristic o f most collegians in those early truded, could contain nothing less than
Kind Lady—Would you like a stick
days— and he flattered himself that with
turkey; there were potatot‘s and tur
of candy little boy? Cbltnmle—Nit!
ull his proficiency in what his practical nips, beets and celery, onions and sage,
I ’m in trainin’ ter lick Mickey Welsh
father called “ your Greek and Latin assorted cakes and crackers, and in the
Young Turk—Gee! I wonder if that’ s ilex’ week: but If .ver want ter blow
rubbish,” he could still prove to the rug end of the wagon sundry brown paper
yerself to a t’ree-pound porterhouse,
ged farmer his ability to hold a plow or bags which the boy’ s imagination fondly Carrie Nation?
w’y, I ’m on.—Judge.
pitch hay with the best of his old Elm- pictured as containing candies (some
HAYS THIMBU POINT)
T
h
e
T
h
a
n
k
s
g
iv
in
g
T
ab
le.
field companions whose education hud not chocolates, he hoped), nuts, bananas, or
OF CXCËtkiHÜE ANS CITI
"See here.” protested the charitable
The table for the Thanksgiving dinner man, “ you touched me for n quarter
ÌOMPÙStE SATISPACTÌ3N.
been over emphasized.
anges, popcorn, figs, and perhaps some
'.Ting gum. W hat a glorious dinner! should be set with the prettiest glass,
As he turned a corner o f the patli liis
last week, and here you are again.”
eye was attracted to the college poplar T h e heart o f the college
man. Itself china and silver that the house affords.
which stood near the walk, and now en youthful, beat with pleasure at the boy’s Little individual paper cups W’ith frills "W ell, gee whizz!” exelamled the beg !
veloped in a momentary outburst of sun delight, and the long expected dinner at of orange-colored tissue paper, at each gar, “ ain’t you earned anything since?” ;
shine. It had long been a custom at the the Merivales, even Helen herself, was place would brighten the table. These —Philadelphia Press.
are filled with nuts and candies. Name
Institute for every freshman to cut his for the moment forgotten.
“ H ow do you like tny racing auto
Several other persons, bent on like er cards are decorated w’ith a bow o f or- mobile?” asked the young chauffeur;! “ F o r « l x y e a r « I w a « a v ic t im o f dys
initials on the tree trunk, and high up
p e p s ia in its w orst form. I could eat nothing
from its base the smooth bark was closely rands o f charity, were met with in the Jinge ribbon or some appropriate decora
"don't you think it Is nobby? I think out milk toast, and at t i m e s my stomach would
covered with monograms, the lower ones crowded city quarters, and Westlake tion as a pumpkin, turkey, autumn scene,
not retain and digest even that Last March I
It
Is
perfectly
killing.”
responded
the!
began taking C A S C A R E T S and since U«*J
now almost obliterated by the growth of began to feel himself quite a philanthrop flower or leaf or some appropriate quo
have steadily Improved, until I a m u well Ml
the tree. Near the top o f the li.<t West- ist. The feeling increased as they stop tation «ketched in pen and ink or paint friend, who knew a thing or two about i ever
was iu iny life.'
the
machine's
record.
ped
before
an
immense
wooden
tenement
ed in water color. These of course for
lake saw his own, “ H. It. W . 37.” A
D a v i d H. M u h p b t . Newark. 0.
Senior—yes, unreal as it seemed, three house, aud were ushered into the dark, a family reunion are not necessary, but
Borem— I ’m something of a mind
years had passed since he had carved ill smelling hall. Laden with the bun they serve to make the table decorations
CANDY
Gourds hollowed out reader. Miss Hlttem— Indeed! Borem I
those letters, and as he looked back over dles, they were greeted at the top of more pleasing.
C A T H A R T IC
them, the happy occasions which other four flights of stairs by the washwoman make pretty receptacles for nuts. Press — Yes; I can usually tell at a glance j
Thanksgiving Days had been to him came herself, a pale, tired looking woman of ed ferns and autumn leaves also add what a person thtuks of me. Miss Hit-1
to mind—the glad welcome to the Meri- forty or thereabouts, who thanked West- much to the table decorations.
tem— Wonderful! But dou’t you find it
vales’ pleasant home, the old-fashioned lake with full eyes.
awfully embarrassing?
W h a t th e W is h b o n e S a id .
Thanksgiving dinner, the after dinner
The student hesitated before accepting
He— Y’ es, he was a great aeronaut.
I cannot, cannot thankful be;
chat in the cosy parlor, and, as twilight her invitation to dinner, but thinking that
D o n 't ask me to, I beg.
They say he made nearly a hundred
came on, the singing of some familiar air, he might be of service in amusing the
T h a n k sgivin g never conies but, see,
ascensions, and the only accident he
or a rollicking college soug in which voice children, he consented to stay. He found
Some fello w pulls my leg.
Pleasant. P alatab le. Potent. Taste Good-£
ever had was the one that proved fatal. Good,
and piano seemed to blend far more plenty to do. The junior Hawkins’ , frail,
N ever Sicken. W eaken, or Gripe. 10c. we.m
G a t h e r e d T h e m In .
sweetly than anywhere else.
But this half starved little fellow's as they were,
She— Really? And on which of the as-1 ... C U R E C O N S T I P A T I O N . ...
“ W e gave a w aif*’ dinner Thanksgiv eenslons did that occur?
BUriU* R..*dv Cmmpmmj.
Msslrttl. *•# TeAJU
was no more to be. He might as well seemed to be endowed with a full sense
give up all hope o f passing the day in o f their duties as hosts, and proceeded ing day.”
Bold and guaranteed *7
Bridget—
Ol
can’t
stay,
ma’am,
unless
“ A waifs’ dinner?”
the old way, he said to himself, as he to entertain the strange visitor in a man
lis ts to C\JMI------------ “ * * *
Mrs. Hiram
“ Yes; to five old maids and five old ye give me more wnges.
pushed his hands down deeper into his ner which left him little time to think
Often—
What!
Why,
you
don’t
know
{
bachelors.”
—Chicago
Record.
pockets.
o f anything save the art of self-defense.
how to cook or do housework at all.
What had he done to vex Helen—saucy Andy, the wide-awake 4 year-vdd, report
G e n e ro u s L iv in g
Bridget— That’s Just It, ma’am, an’ not
Helen, with the softest and merriest of ed the progress of the dinner to the eth
T h e tru ly generous Is the truly wise.
brown eyes, and cheeks which the t-un ers at frequent intervals, taking hasty And he w ho loves not others, lives unblest. knowln’ how, sure the wurk is all the
trips to the kitchen for that purpose.
and air had painted?
—H orne.
harder for me, ma’am.— Philadelphia
Every yea - of his college life thus far
Press.
be had never failed to receive an invita
“ Well,” said the lady who was en- j
tion to spend Thanksgiving at her par
deavorlng to give the widow consola
ents’ house, and be had never failed to
R E A D T H E F O L L O W I N G L E T T I* * -
accept it. He recalled how eagerly he
tion on the way home from the ceme- j
T H E Y S P E A K F O R THEMSELVf»-
had awaited the postman's rap the even
tery, “ the worst is over now.” “ Pm
ing before, fully expecting to receive a
afraid not,” answered the afflicted one:
letter in the well known handwriting,
"the lawyer says there’s a bad flaw in
but none had come.
one of the Insurance policies.” —Chicago
Assuredly something had happened to
u v s w r ; ik v u u r t U p th # s y «t«*m
Record-Herald.
pats n e w li f e and r i g o r In the » ......-
change Helen’s feelings toward him. but
d a ir y business I find In e v ery J*}*tan»ce v
__
try as he might, no satisfactory explana
Tes»—He used to take me to the
d ir a
e cu
tio
ill —
IN C K a ^ W
a c c o rd in g i to
o a
n n « i It
n- w
*»•--
th
e iiu
flow
ilk
a m
ark » . ed «legre»*
kuo
w o
u i f m
n iu
a to
ku 1»
• ■•«»■
tion presented itself.
theater every other evening or so, but
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r
t
C
t
r
T
Î
-
Æ
—
—
——
partì
cwl
e
j o u n i an im als, c a lv e s in P * rtL<lu,* 1 r » " ^ w»|l
«u b je e tto S C O U R S t V »W »««k --
kç»
Westlake, however, was not one to give
one evening when we were sitting In
ohack U » m id »d j » I I b f
M «l
way to despondency. He had had many
m la
any
in d i , o f r*
fk ^
™ V * J
ìJ J
n y 'k k ln
knc^od
the parlor. I foolishly alowed him to
(insider
Prussian
__ ____
»n StocMW»
disappointments In his college course and
B E S T on th«
kiss me. Jess—What has that got to!
».-E in . O sa », Dev**
to-day
had learned to bear them philosophically.
p o rt, Wash.
do with the theater? Tess— Well, now
H e walked briskly down the frozen path,
IT DOUBLER
he wants to sit In the parlor all the
■truck the sidewalk and turned into the
Increase in
time.—Philadelphia Press.
long, elm guarded street. The air was
Since using th*
lold and exhilarating, and he forgot hia
Mr. Morris Falrnrmour (of Chicago,
perplexities for the moment in a new
angrily i— What do you take me for—a
feeling o f strength and life.
savage? I ’m paying enough for this
The streets were well nigh deserted.
steak to have It cooked, l guess. Take
T h e market windows whose Thanksgiv
It back and have It well done. The
ing war*»s had been so temptingly dis
Walter— Beg pardon, sir, but that will r o K U A k i i » a m i c o , . p o rti»«* - * '
played the afternoon before were now
C on fit A » » n t i .
__
—
nearly empty. Only a few underfed spe
be fifty cents extra. Mr. Morris Fair-
cimen*» of poultry remained exposed to
r . n. o.
~
s . . 4 7 -iw «’
armour— YY hat? Y’ ott robber! What’s
the gaze of possible purchasers, objects
that for? The YY alter—YY’ e burn coal
Ì
w r i t * » * t o a d v » T t l«T . plk«** j
cm ’ keen envy, nevertheless, to a group of
you know.— Town Topic*.
:
-- W
..IT
*3
IT HIN
flNF YFAR cut "UPrril
f
UMBRELLAS
HIGH IN QUALITY
LOW IN PRICE » >
Preparing for
Holiday Trade.
Î
Ü&T m m m
«
'’¡Â Ï B P #
m uH CLOTH
DYSPEPSIA
NO-TO-BAC
j
AFTER THANKSGIVING—ALONE.
Washington Farm ers
and Stockmen Indorse
Prussian Stock Food!
rpîaSsssMS*
j
I >Y
■ »a o tlo o ttxla p o e «r-
— I