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fropyright. 1904. b Kate M. Clwr.
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you're sure that you won't
forft, Hotly"
'in sure that I will? re
torts! lUnlerlck Ferrol. hit
admirable Htlei- worn to a frszzle
by the it-pcat! liijunftlous of til sis
t-r. "If you ti-Il me once iigulM Uiut
the buHket with the hit of blue yarn
tll to the handle I to I lift at the
doctor' on my way to the tlejiot and
the basket with the ilnk yuru on the
handle to to Ih tnkcn to the city and
Klveu to CoiimIii Kunmiiiiu. I'll leave both
of Vtn at home!1
"That tnlirht le ln'tter than Rfttln
.'cm nilitxl iinf" vmiii.i.w( rj w.;,,.
dryly. "I've had hard blUl und colored
KK every Faster for I)r. 1o1Ijs' btt
blea ever slure he had any tahlea to
color "em for, and I'm sura I don't
know what rtuxiiuna would ssiy If you
waa to ga TlMltlu' her to the city and
never take her a fresh fug for her
break nut!"
"There'a the team Low," announced
Ferrol. KhincliiK out of the window.
He picked up a banket In each band.
; Ida sinter regarded him with frunk
admiration. ".No one will ever taka
you for a fanner!" she declared.
"When you get store clothe on und a
white slilit and collar"
'. "Aw, Ult fouling:" advlHed the great,
brawny Individual whose height dwarf
ed her little kitchen. "It take more
than clothe to make a country chnD
look like a city man, and I dou't know
that I want to look like one either!" be
supplemented atanchly. I
"Kody," aaUl Mr. Pptcer rather wist-'
fully, "I wUli you'd brliitf bock a
wife."
; "Me!" Hla lnush waa abort and bit
ter. "There ain't any city Rlrl that's
going to marry me! Though," he added,
and hla honest face darkened, "It's no
trick at all for a city man to marry
moat any country girl he wunta to!"
"You ain't got over that affair of
Hone Curtis yet, then?" she asked gen
tly. "No," he replied, "and I'm not likely
tor
; Then be aald (rood by, gripped, his bas
kets tighter and was striding down the
path from the farmhouse to where bis
hired man held the team at the gate.
The latter drove In order to bring back
the horses from the depot. Ills master
ordered him to draw up as they reached
a gabled frame house on the edge of
town.
I've got to leave these colored eggs
for the Dobbs children," be explained.
"Le's see! The basket with the pink
yarn on the handle Is the oue that's got
the bard 'lied In, Joan aald. I told her
I'd remember."
The doctor's wife opened the door for
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"Oh!" she exclaimed. "How good of
dear Mrs. Pplcer to remember the chil
dren. I'll s t these by for them till
Easter morning.1
Mrs. Splccr might not have maintain
ed an unxhaken conviction of her broth
er's metropolitan appearance If ahe
could but have known how many seem
ed enger to take him to see the ruins
of the big Ore. Hut Roderick, if a coun
tryman, was not gullible, and he kept
Straight on to the street cars. He found
the place he sought, a tidy little frame
house away out on I'ark avenue. And
his Cousin Susanna, who resembled
nothing so much as an overblown pe
ony, gave him a boisterous welcome.
He must b?iy with Tom and herself
while In the city. And how were all
the folks? And did Joan Splcer really
send her some fresh eggs? Well, they
would be a treat, aure enough, for 'twas
only the millionaires who could be eat
In If eggs the months past. The very
sight of a fresh egg would be a cure
for sore eyes, and she was going to
boll one thst very minute, and he might
tell Joan she did that same.
8he unfastened the cord around the
basket and took out the hay that filled
the top. Then ahe flung np her fat
hands and fell backward a step. The
next Instant ahe was rocking In a
paroxysm of laughter.
"Since when," she panted "since
when did Joan Rplcer's hens begin to
lay eggs the like of them ?"
"Well, I'll be hanged!" ejaculated
Ferrol. He was looking at the con
tents of the basket There were eggs,
to be aure, but eggs that were green,
pink, carmine, yellow and a combina
tion of all these colors. "Joaa told me
wrong, I bet! The basket with ths
pink yarn on the handle waa to be left
at the doctor's. The time ahe took
coloring 'em toot"
"Tell roa what," advised 8nsonna.
11
suddenly struck with tn inspiration,
"you take 'em over to Host Ward.
Bhe don't live but four Mocks from
here. It's like as not If all her chil
dren '11 get for Easter. The bit of
sewing she csn get to do don't morn's
keep the life In 'em. You remember,
she ran away from our town with that
city chap."
"I remember." returned Roderick
grimly. "Why, doesn't be support
herT
"Land, he's dead! Twas In the pa
pers. He'd left her anyhow. He got
killed holding a man up. She's sup
ped sorrow, I tell youP
Ferrol replaced the bay. "Tell vat
just how to And the place," be aald.
Was that the plump, rosy, pretty girl
he had loved this worn, pale woman
who opened the door of her two rooms
to hi in? His heart went out to ber In
a graet wave of pity, of tenderness.
He set the basket on the table.
"Rose!" he aald. "My poor girl!"
He took the heavy child gently from
her trembling arms. Hhe flushed scar
. . r--i and lu-Cw
her on the forehead. The little girl
"clinging to her skirt looked up at htm
tlnildly.
"Roderick!" Bose said and broke
down, sobbing. "That you should see
us like this!"
He sat down, set the baby on his
knee and drew the little girl to his
side. "Rose," he vowed huskily, "It's
God's own mercy that let me! 1
made a mistake about thera eggs, and
Cousin Susanna thought your children
could play with etu. Bhe ain't got but
Tom, you know." He looked around
the wretched place. "Rose, this ain't
a patch ou the farm for comfort Joan,
she's craiy to go off and live with hei
daughter. I'll be In the city till Thurs
day. Can't you and the children b
ready by then to go back wlUi me?"
"Roderick." she faltered, "I'm not
the girl you you used to love!"
"You're the only oue I ever did love,"
he declared stoutly, "or that I evet
will!"
Her eyes shone. "Oil," she sighed
softly, "It will be like-like heaven!"
LEGENDS OF THE LILY.
A Salat Amonar Flower, aa Aiftl I
Kverr Dad.
Worldwide sentiment has decreed Um
lily to be a sulut among flowers, au!
the reason lilies are so appropriate!)
and extensively used In the decoratloi
of churches la not only because ol
their symbolical meaning, but becaust
they are the most perfect of flora!
types, especially tho caudlduin and
harrlsll and the ao called calls lily,
which, by the way, la not a lily at all,
but as all agree that a rose by any oth
er name Is Just ss sweet so the calla
Is the acknowledged type of absolute
statuesqueneas of form and purity of
color, and the beauty of these wulU
flowers bent solemu and lofty sur
roundings. Legends In plenty cluster about ths
lily. Oue legend of very ancliyit data
gives the supposed origin of "the Illy,
of all children of the spring the palest
fairest too, where fair ones are."
Long centuries ago angels coming ai
tell
E Wish to announce to the Citizens ofHillsboro and
vicinity, that we will have our Ice Cream Parlors
open for business on Saturday, April 22, and we
invite the public to be present. Everything is new
Our Fountain and Fixtures are the best in the County and
our stock of Candies, Fruit, Cigars, etc., is new and fresh.
We handle Swetlands Famous Ice Creamthe cream
that satisfies all. Reasonable rates when furnished for
socials and parties. We are also the sole agents for Rus
sel & Gilbert's Confectionery. The best on the market at
prices that please. This candy also sold in small boxes.
The accompanying is a photo of our new Sanitary
A system of improved coil and drum makes the soda absol-
will receive
celestial visitants ta eurtn found ll
bare and gloomy In comparison with
the eternal bloom of their home In
paradise. They entered rocky tombs
and took the shining mantles oil tn
blessed dead and changed tbeui to
flowers. From this comes the beauti
ful and poetic supers titloti that on
Easter morning la every lily bud la
hidden an angel.
A beautiful ancient tradition, which
Is Inserted in the Froto gospel of St
James and mentioned by ttt Jerome,
relate that the candidates for the Vir
gin Mary's baud after having Invoked
the Lord's blessing left each his own
rod or staff in the temple in the even
ing and that next morning the dry
rod of Joseph was found green and
blossomed with lily flowers.
Another pretty legend U that Mary
on ber way to the temple plucked a
Illy, and uMin pressing It to her breast
It became white. "Lily of the Virgin,"
"Madonna flower" and several othet
mystical names were given to the Illy,
Uavilig ret ereuce lo luie leKeuti. lis
flower has been fr centuries regarded
as an emblem of purity and lunocence.
As Peril val says:
Innocence shlnrs In ths lily's bell
furs a the heart In It native heaven.
Designer.
HUtorle Kaster h'-itm:
We read that In the time of Louli
XIV. and Iuls XV., after the Eastel
mass, eggs were brought to the king In
baskets handsomely gilded and were
distributed by the monarch hlinsell
to his household, courtiers and serv
ants being all included. These eggt
were colored and some of them exquV
sltely decorated with Scriptural sub
ject. For a long time several eggi
were preserved In the Versailles mu
seum that had been decorated by tb
hand of two of the most celebrated art
1st of the last century and bud bees
given as a present to Victoria, th
daughter of Louis XV-
Orl-la of Hot Cross Has.
The hot cross buns of Good Friday
are really traced back to the pagaa
worship of the sun, and It Is probabU
that the two conjoined female figures
represent the virgin and mother of th
British Druids or the dual aspect ol
the moon.
The Boater Bsaatt,
A little dream of white
And a little strewn of blue.
And that's the Eastsr bonnet
Our dear old sweethearts knewl
A klH beneath that bonnet
Made your Kind llpa wish for two.
And that's the Earner bonnet
That's sweet enough for yout
Atlanta Conatltutton.
Uod'e Sparrows.
Only a bird on his croas of fir.
Ixxk, you can aee his feathers stir
And hear his wee notes soft and low
I.Ike echoes of son from the long aco.
"I am not bearlna my croaa, you eee,
Por the cross Itself Is bearlna; met
We never are heard to murmur, 'I must,'
Itut always twitter, 'I trust! I trust I
For not a fluttering sparrow can fall
Hut Into his hand, who loveth all."
Lord, hear thy children when they pray;
Make us thy sparows this Easter day!
-Willis lloyd Allen.
a souvenir.
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THE EASTER RABBIT.
tA'ar , !
Kara le
a lrM at
the Feetlval.
Tor more aeasuua tluai oue cares to
count the Easter egg has been the
familiar symbol of the great spring
festival, but of late years another em
blem boa begun to dispute Its su
premacy In the confectioners' shops,
nd for some time the hares at Easter
have been almost as numerous as the
eggs. The bare are quits as often rab
bits, delicate distinctions tn soology not
being the province of confectioners, but
In this case they cannot go far out of the
way tn oonfoundlng the two, becaune
In aymbology the animals are Identical,
and, moreover, to the American eye the
rabbit la the more fa miliar form.
But why either?
What baa the Innocent rodent, as
George Eliot would say, "with Its small
nibbling pleasures," to do with the
great festival of the resurrection?
' Easter, though apparently a solar
festival In Its connection with the
equinox. In renlltji'and even as ordered
by the Christian church lelongs by
rights to the moon, and the hare, we
find, was In ancient and especially ori
ental symbology Identical with the
moon, across whose disk endless num
bers of Hindoo and Japanese artists
have painted blm, while their Chinese
brethren represent the moon as a rab
bit pounding rice In a mortar.
The Buddhists bad two different
stories explaining the hare's presence
In the moon.
Oue was that Buddha once took the
shape of a hare, that be might feed a
hungry fellow creature, and was trans
lated la that form to the moon, where
h forevertnore abides.
The second myth, as told by Pr. Ou
beruatls In bis "Zoological Mythology,"
seems more likely to be the genuine.
This legend says that when Indra, dis
guised as a famishing pilgrim, was dy
ing for food the hare, having nothing
to give hlru. threw himself Into the Are
that he might be roasted for his bene
fit, and the grateful Indra translated
the animal to the moon.
There are several other reasons why
the hare was chosen to symbolize the
moon. One was that It Is a nocturnal
animal and cornea out at night to feed;
another that the female carries her
young for a month, thus representing
the lunar cycle; another that the hare
was thought by the ancients to be able
to change It sex like the moon, which
as It waxed or waned waa regarded
as masculine or feminine.
Sir Thomas Brown says that this was
affirmed by Archeiaus, Plntarcb and
many others. Pliny, who Is not men
tioned by Sir Thomas, gives It the
weight of bis authority In his "Natural
History." The historian of "Vulgar Er
rors" devotes a chapter to the subject
but la extremely cautious In his deal
ings with It considering It quite possi
ble thst such a change might take
place, but In exceptional Instances only
and certainly not annually, as the an
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half of these plants are sold, that each
bears only two flowers (a good plant
should have six to eight) and that the
public Days 60 cents a bud. It would
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at least 12.500.000 for Easter lilies ev
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