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THE ATLANTIAN. 17 IT’S MUSE WEAR FOR THIS WINTER Thanksgiving Day enters in the Winter season. It’s a time to get serious about, the New Winter Suit and the Real Winter Overcoat. Thinking seriously, of course you think of MUSE, for the serious thinking man sees the advantage in buying the best. You will see it in every i MUSE SUIT AND OVERCOAT Determine to buy your this Winter’s wear at MUSE’S. You’ll not change your mind another season. BEST STYLE—BEST QUALITY BEST FIT-BEST SERVICE !i Geo. Muse Clothing Co. KATHERINE’S KINDLY IN TEREST. Katherine is a two-and-a-half-year-old. Her father came home, one afternoon, after working three days and three nights at high pressure, with almost no sleep. He lay down with the feeling that he did Thankfulness is one of the most fra grant of the graces. It is an emotion which must not only be experienced, but also gladly and fully expressed. The ex pression of it deepens the capacity for feeling it, and sweetens not only the life of him who gives utterance to it, but not want to wake up for a week. Half a,ao tlle wi,)c 1'fe of mankind. The an hour later, from the depths of his 8ense ° f gratitude is one of the greatest dreams, he heard a small, clear voice: | traditions of the American Republic, and “Father!” j to keep it alive and hand it on to our The sleeper stirred and turned his head descendants is one of the high privileges on the pillow. ‘ ‘ Father 1 father! ’ ’ •> He stirred again, and moaned. ' “FatherI father!” He struggled and resisted and floun dered, and finally raised his eyelids like a man lifting heavy weights. He saw Katherine smiling divinely beside his couch. “Father! father!” “What is it, daughter!” ‘ ‘ Father, are you having a nice nap ? ’ ’ —Youth’s Companion. of every loyal American. ASCENT AND DESCENT. McCarty was carrying mortar on a ten-story building. He reached the top story with a hod and when he turned to come down, he discovered some one had removed the ladder. McCarty yelled down to the boss: * ‘ Say, boss, they’ve took away the ladder; how am Oi to come down?” “The same way you went up,” yelled the boss. “Oi can’t do that,” shouted McCarty. “Why can’t you?” “Because Oi came up head foirst,” ho yelled back. J. T. NEAL, Who Will Be Elected Delegate to the Next B. of p T. Conven tion From Lodge. Interpreting the Spirit of the Times is the Chief Concern of Man—Every Man By W. W. Orr. One has only to put his ear to the ground to hear the rising tide of human helpfulness. It is manifest on every hand. The brotherhood of man was never as universally apparent as today. The transforming thought of the man who some two thousand years ago, gave W. W. ORR. his life for the preservation of a prin ciple he regarded more sacred than life, is rapidly reaching the conscience of the world. The remarkable feature of this spirit, is that it has not only to do with insti tutions that are considered sacred, but is splendidly illustrated in commercial and industrial enterprises—indeed is ef fecting men in every department of ac tivity. A visit to some of the great stores of the country would surprise the interest, arouse the admiration, and compel the endorsement of those unfamiliar with the inner circles. Far sighted merchants working for en during success, realize the high value of the services of men and women of strong moral fibre, wholesome enthusiasm and sober thoughtfulness. Inside some stores, schools are con ducted for the education of boys and girls along ethical and business lines; and every convenience and comfort is provided for employees. The making of men and women is es sential to the making of large success; and this is a good rule that works three ways—benefit of employer, employee and the public that is served. Kffijiency is the cry and need of the day—and serious minded men and wo men realize that the highest order of efficiency is human efficiency. One writer has observed that the great est waste in the world, is the waste of human energy. To harness it and turn it into profita ble lines, is at once the most serious and important duty of man. Much of this is being accomplished and will continue to be accomplished by the business interests of the country. That institution that offers to men the opportunity to work under favorable and inspiring conditions, is performing a pub lic service, and conferring upon the in dividual one of the greatest blessings of life. The part of the individual is to so at tune himself to the Spirit of the Times, as when the wheel of progress rolls around his way he will naturally fit into the nitch prepared for him. NATURE FAKING. ‘ ‘ You know, madam, ’ ’ said the seeds man, “you don’t have to plant your po tatoes whole; you can cut them up in small pieces. ’ ’ “Yes, I know,” replied Mrs. Newwife, “that might do very well if we always wanted to raise potatoes for Lyonnaise .ir for mashing; but we should probably desire to have potatoes served whole, now and then. ’ ’ A SOFT SNAP. Paddy, just over from Ireland, met a' friend who had been over several months. * ‘ Hello, Micky, ’ ’ he cried, “ an ’ lion do ye git along over here?” “All, Paddy,” replied the friend, “it’s a blissed country. I git a dollar and siventy-five cints a day fur carr’in bricks up a ladder, an ’, be jabers, Paddy, there’s a poor divil up at the top doin’ all the work for me! ’’ Life, if properly viewed in nny as pect, is great; but mainly great when dewed in its relation to the world to .ome.—Alb"**? Du—- FOUND ON THE RAIL. A darkoy named Dick was known as a notorious thief, so much so, in fact, that all the thefts in the neighborhood were charged to him. Finally, one man had all his turkeys stolen and he had Dick arrested. “You stole Mr. King’s turkeys?” asked the judge. “No, I didn’t sir,” said Dick. “Well, how was it they were found at your home, then?” continued the judge. 1 ‘ Well, ’ ’ said Dick, slowly, ‘ ‘ I ’ll tell you, sir; I didn’t steal dem turkeys, but last night I went ’cross Mr. King’s pas ture, and saw one of my rails on de fence, so I jes brought it home, and, confound it, when I come to look, dar was nine turkeys settin’ on de rail.” DOUBTFUL CONSOLATION. “Mary,” complained the husband, “why do you suppose it is that people all say I have such a large head?” “1 don’t know, I’m sure, John,” said his wife consolingly; “but never mind, there’s nothing in it.”