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A THANKSGIVING FABLE.
Thanksgiving morn
Had just boon born,
While through the barnyard straying
A gobbler proud,
With gobble loud,
Was to his yardmates saying:
“I am the peer
Os a chanticleer—
V You can bank upon my word.
I That screeching thing
Is no longer king,
For I’m the ‘only’ bird.”
With conscious pride
And stately stride
His goblets strode along,
With well poised head
And measured tread.
Gobbling a Turkish song.
Said the bantam cock
To the Plymouth Rock:
“Get on to his goblets’ hobble!
Excuse my mirth,
But you’d think the earth
Were his to hear him gobble.’’
1 Said the Leghorn bold.
As he scratched the mold,
“Well, I admire his gall,
< But o’erlook his ways.
For the old saw says,
'Pride goeth before a fall.’ .
“There’s Master Max
With a glittering ax.
He must be going to work.
Well, dash my spurs!
Great chestnut burs!
He’s guillotined the turkl
; " “What did he say?
'Thanksgiving rfay -
Will be dead enough In a minute'—
To say the least
A glorious feast,
And he’ll be strictly in it."
MORAL.
Don’t ge| too loud.
Don”t be too proud.
Repress undue elation.
Don’t think by birth
You’re heir to earth
And guard against inflation.
Don’t grow verbose
O'er neighbor’s woes,
When you have what he lacks.
Misfortune’s snare
May catch you where
The gobbler got the ax.
—Cincinnati Tribune.
MISS MATTIE’S GUEST
It was growing dark when Miss Mattie,
with her basket on her arm, came into the
corner market to buy her Thanksgiving
dinner. The basket was absurdly small,
but Miss Mattie was little herself, and
when she set it on the high counter and
stood blinking in the bright light the
calf’s headsat her elbow seemed to be grin
ning at them both.
“Well, Miss Mattie,’’ called out the
marketman in his hearty fashion, “I see
your mind is not set on a turkey this time,
but just wait till I start this basket off for
Cap'n Lawson’s and I’ll show you the
right thing—a plump little duck I clapped
into the safe this morning, thinking to
myself that’s the very moral of a treat for
Miss Mattie."
Miss Mattie looked embarrassed and
rubbed her forefinger uneasily over a
small coin that lay in the palm,of her
hand under her glove. It was a silver 5
cent piece, and she had taken it with
much hesitation from a little store of
pieces, most of them given her when she
was a child For herself she could have
got along very well with bread and tea,
but somehow it seemed a dishonor to all
her happy past not to have something spe
cial on Thanksgiving, and so she had de
cided to spend this precious bit She had
a feeling of real pity for it, lying there
warm and snug in her palm, and so soon
to go tumbling into the heap of clashing,
jingling coins tossed about by the butcher’s
greasy fingers or perhaps into the pocket
of that horrible apron with blood stains
on it. Miss Mattie shuddered, but quick
ly recovered herself to say cheerfully:
“Oh. thank you, Mr. Simmons, but
don't you think ducks are a sight of trou
ble, what with the stuffing and the roast
ing and needing to be looked after and
basted regular? 1 made up my mind to
something simple, and 1 don't know any
thing that’s easier got or more relishing
than lamb chops Two lamb chops is
about what I thought of, Mr Simmons.
You know there's only me."
Mr Simmtns had Jiot seen the 6 cent
piece, but he understood just as well as if
he had, and he began to cut the chops at
once, talking all the time to relieve his
own embarrassment and assuring Miss
Mattie that "if folks only knew it there
was nothing like lamb chops to encourage
your appetite and strengthen you up all
over "
"But you’ll have to take three chops,"
looking curiously at the money Miss Mat
tie laid In his big hand, "or I shall have
to make change, and change is scarcer
than hens' teeth tonight. You might
have company unexpected, you know, and
an extry chop would come in hundy."
Miss Mattie laughed so genially that the
marketman ventured to slip a sweetbread
and a bunch of yellow celery into the
baskot-dn the sly 1 He wbtild have loved
to put In the duck, but that would have
looked MAT he* rnttpkoted Bw.'Mdwn 'Mr
pot buying it, and, bless jo_u, he knew
better than that, some people nave feel
ings, though their faces are red and their
bands coarse and greasy.
Miss Mattie went very happily down
the street. She had lighted her lamp be
fore she went out, and a cheerful little ray
smiled encouragingly at her as she came
to the gate. All the other windows in the
weatherbeaten old house were black and
empty and looked to the lonesome little
woman as if all sorts of hobgoblins might
be peeping out at her from the gloom be
hind them, for Miss Mattie’s neighbors
had gone away on a Thanksgiving visit
and taken the whole family. At least they
said "the whole family,” but at the very
moment Miss Mattie came to the gate a
member of the family was huddled up in
a corner of the doorway, cold, hungry and
much perplexed to understand what had
become of all his friends and why, in spite
of his pitiful plea, no one came to open
the door for him. He heard Miss Mattie
and ran hopefully to meet her, limping as
he came, for. he had a stiff leg.
“Why, Tommy Barnes,” said Miss Mat
tie, stooping to pat his rough yellow head,
‘you dorr’t mean to say your folks have
gone off to Thanksgiving and left you be
hind? Well, if I ever! How dreadful—
thoughtless—and you a cripple besides!”
Tommy kept on crying, but he had his
eye on the door while Miss Mattie was fit
ting her key, and the minute it opened he
darted in.
“ThAt’a right, Totmmy, ” said Miss Mat
tie; “just make yourself at home. You
and I’ll have our Thanksgiving together.
That extra chop will he wanted after all,
and I’m going to make ‘riz’ biscuits.”
She putraway her bonnetanff HhaWl and
hung the basket pn a nail in
room without even looking at the con
teiirtk,- thougH Tommy Barnes
keenly with a shrewd suspicion of some
thing good, and a faint hope yvhlch nothing
lit. his past experience justified ! that he
might come in foi a share of it. Miss
Mattie was accusfi med to being alone,
and she scarcely thought of Tommy, as
she trotted about, setting the sponge for
her biscuits in a pifit bowl, putting a lit
tle cup of broth on the stove to warm for
her supper, making her tea, toasting her
bread, and at last sitting down by the ta
ble in the little green chair with a patch
work cushion. Up to this point Tommy
had sat quietly by the fire, having learned
by many severe lessons that little folks
should be seen and not heard, but when
Miss Mattie poured out the savory broth
the delicious odor was too much for his
fortitude and with one bound he sprang
into her lap.
“Bless me,” said Miss Mattie, “if 1
hadn’t clean forgot you, and you half'
starved, I dare say. There, get down. I
never could abide cats around my vict
uals. ”
She put Tommy gently on the floor,
crumbled some bread into the bowl of
broth, cooled it carefully and set it down
for him to eat.
“It’s pretty rich for me anyway,” she
said, as she made out her supper with
toast and tea.
It was perhaps well for Tommy that he
took an early promenade next morning
around the back yards of the neighbor
hood and secured several valuable tid
bits, for Miss Mattie had very little to
offer him. She baked her delightful little
puffs of biscuits and enjoyed them im
mensely, finding them lighter and more
digestible without butter. She read a
Thanksgiving psalm and went about try
ing to sing in a little chirrupy voice like a
brown sparrow. She brought in the small
basket and flushed the unexpected treas
ure trove, but took it kindly as a bit of
neighborly good will. The sweetbread,
white and plump and all ready for cook
ing, reminded her of old Mrs. Morrison,
just beginning to sit up and watch the
people go by the window. What a tooth
some dainty, this would be for her, and
what a delight that she should be able to
take it to her as she went to church'—yes,
and some of the celery, too, for a relish.
The chops were transferred to a plate on
the shelf, the sweetbread wrapped in a fine
eld napkin and -laid back in the basket
.with the best half of the celery, and the
biscuits Miss Mattie had saved for dinner.
“The cold bread will go just as well
' with chops, ’’"she reflected and prepared
for church with, a glow of happiness such
as she had not known in a long time.
; ...It helped to a real feeling of thankful
ness, especially when she thought of old
Mrs. Morrison, and how pleased she had
been with the unexpected gift. She laugh
ed a little to herself as she returned to her
own door after service, remembering how
when Sally Morrison had commiserated
her on being alone Thanksgiving day she
' h'ad assured her she had company invited
—Tommy Barues, from the next door,
who was spending a couple of days with
her, the rest of the family being away
"I hope ’twasn’ta sinful untruth,” she
said, smiling at Tommy, who lay peace
fully sleeping on the braided rug, “but if
old Miss Morrison had set in to have me
stay to dinner 1 shouldn't have known how
to get away, and she is such a talker. ”
■ With a long, clean apron over her best
I frock, Miss Mattie began cheerfully to
1 make her small preparations for the
Thanksgiving feast She had meditated
leaving one chop for breakfast, but her
walk and happiness h«4.mtide. her hungry,
and she decided to cook them all.
>< “B4MP<ftttWdtd she put theaatoJtops—«hp
getting
Tfctfc HVMK TLUBUJS&
sworfi she put them on the sheir.
she have left them in the basket after all?
Her perplexed eyes fell from the shelf to
the floor, and there, just peeping from be
hind the wood box, was the plate, and
two small, very small, bits of bone, gnaw
ed quite clean and white.
Ungrateful Tommy Barnes, lying there
in peaceful slumber, with those precious
chops rounding out your yellow sides, if
justice had befallen you then and there
you might not have lived to steal again
But into the midst of Miss Mattie's right
eous wrath came the reflection that Tom
my must have been hungry, and the fault,
after all, was partly her own for putting
temptation in his way, “though how any
thing could have been farther out of his
way than that shelf I don’t really see,”
she added dolefully.
At that minute Tommy Barnes waked
from his nap, transformed himself into a
camel, yawned in a frightfully tigrfrish
fashion and proceeded to sharpen
on the rug, the sacred rug, into which had
been braided some precious old garments
dear to Miss Mattie’s heart. It was a
straw too much to have insult added to
injury, and, springing from her chair, she
cuffed Tommy in such vigorous fashion
that three or four hearty blows found their
mark before the astonished sinner could
withdraw his claws and bound out at the
back door, left ajar in the search for the
chops. At that instant, a resounding
knock on the front door sent Miss Mat
tie’s heart to her throat with a sudden
leap, as if justice were already coming to
take her in band for unreasonable cruelty.
When Miss Mattie was peacefully patter
ing about, unconscious of the cruel trick
fate and Tommy Barnes had played her,
Mrs. Deacon Giles was surveying her hus
band with a disturbed and tearful face.
“You don’t mean to tell me, "she re
peated, “that the minister’s folks.ain’t
comin at all, and you and me has got to
eat this big dinner alone? Here, 1 staid
home from church to tend to it. Oh, you
needn’t to look as if you thought it was a
judgment, Josiah. 1 wouldn’t be such a
hippercrit as to pertend to be thinkin of
spiritooal things when I was wonderin if
Sarah Ellen would remember to baste the
turkey Seems to me they might let us
know sooner.”
“But 1 told you, mother, it was a tele
gram come just before church. You can't
regerlate telegrams like the weekly news
paper, or stop folks from dyin unexpect
ed.”
“Then why didn’t you rush round and
get somebody else? Mercy sakes! ’Twon’t
seem like Thanksgivin at all”
“Didn't seem to be anybody to ask but
old Mis’ Morrison and Marthy Ellison. I
drove round by the Morrisons, but the old
lady was just bavin somethin relishin
Miss Mattie had fetched in. They said
they invited her to dinner, but she had
comp’ny—one of them Barneses next
door. ”
“Fiddlesticks!” said the deacon’s wife
in a vd-y disrespectful tone. “You just
drive straight back and bring Marthy El
lison up here to dinner. Tell her I don't
take any excuse, and if she. can’t come
otherways she can bring her comp’ny
along, though the way them shif’less
Barneses impose on her is a mortal
shame. ”
Good Deacon Giles had learned docility
in many years of experience, and the dou
ble knock at Miss Mattie’s door followed
as quickly as could be reasonably expected.
Miss Mattie attempted neither excuse nor
hesitation, but accepted her good provi
dence with radiant delight.
"Mother said to fetch your comp’ny
along, ” said the deacon, glancing doubt
fully about the small roorq, “We heard,
you had one of the Barneses. I kinder
hope 'tain’t the cross eyed one that stole
my pears. ”
“Oh,” said Miss Mattie, laughing into
the little mirror as she tied her bonnet,
“he's had his dinner, and he’s gone out.”
She didn't say that he had eaten hers
also, but at Mrs. Giles' hospitable table,
under the genial influence of generous
fare and pleasant old time reminiscences,
she told the story of Tommy Barnes and
the lamb chops in away that made the
deacon lose his breath with laughter. And
when she was tucked into the yellow sleigh
for the ride home Mrs. Giles stopped at the
door to say:
“1 put some bits of bones and things in
a basket under the seat for Tommy.
Takes a sight of stuff to reely fill up a cat
fur ’nough to give his moral principles a
fair showin. ”
Tommy was on the step waiting to wel
come Miss Mattie, which shows his forgiv
ing disposition, and, though he got as
much as was good for him out of the
basket under the seat, Miss Mattie very
wisely concluded that the mince pie, roast
chicken and cranberry sauce could hardly
have been meant for his delight, so she
locked them in the cupboard, saying de
cidedly :
“This time, Tommy Barnes, I’ll give
your moral principles a fair showing.
Chicago Record.
J. M. Thirswend.of Grosbeok,Texas
says that when be has a spell f indi
gestion. and feels sluggish h* takes
two of DeWitt’s Little Early Risers at
night, abd.he is aH right the next
mofniog; Many thousands of others
thiAti: PF TO*!
le by Qtewy-Arrington 0 ,
THE GOLDEN PUMPKIN.
Queen of the Fruits of the Earth on
Thanksgiving Day.
Os the fruits of the earth the pumpkin
is queen upon this occasion. In her suii
may be found modest quivering jellies
stiff necked ices, doughnuts, cookies oi
crullers. The pet recipes of each family
handed down from mother to daughter
should have their places in. each home
Poor indeed is the child who grows u
manhood with no fond recollection oi
what his mother used to make for Thanks
giving, which is, alas; only a sweet mem
ory now, as his wife naturally but incon
siderately remembers only what her moth
er used to make and reproduces that
The pumpkin pie is the nucleus of the sec
ond half of Thanksgiving dinner. Take
the pumpkin, scoop out the meat, as
though a Halloween lantern were to be
made, and' use your ingenuity in turning
this shell into as pretty a “ horn of plenty"
as may be. Fill it with grapes, red apples
oranges, figs, nuinretc. —what you will —
and let it, for ffiv day, oust the silver
epergne or the bowl of flowers and crown
the. table. With a little care a most beau
tiful anUornamental'centor decoration can
thus be made, one ipost thoroughly in
keeping with the occasion.
The season will decide whether autumn
leaves may be a feature tn decoration and
the locality whether some perfect heads of
wheat may not play the part of boutonniere
as well as chrysanthemums. But, what
ever you decide upon in the way of floral
decoration, don’t call upon the hothouse
flowers on this "the harvest home. ”
"Let us eat. drink and be merry. " It
has a riotous sound, but it is more than
justifiable in many cases, and having jus
tifled ourselves by sharing our goods with
our neighbors it is the duty of every God
fearing, true hearted American upon this
day. inspired and assisted by King Turk
and his noble train, to do justice to thi>-
maudato.—Philadelphia Press.
HEART DISEASE.
Some Facts Regarding the Rapid Increase
Os Heart Tioub.es.
Do Moi Be Alarmed, But Look For the
Cause.
Heart troubles, at least among
Americans, are certainly increasing
apd while this may be largely due.,to
the excitem4l>t aD d worry of Ameri
can business life, it is more often the
result of weak stomachs, of poor di
gestion.
Real, organic heart disease is incur
able; but not one case in a hundred of
heart trouble, is organic.
The close relation between heart
trouble and poor digestion is because
both organs are controlled by branch
es of the same great nerves, the Sym
pathetic and Pneumogastric.
In another way, also the heart it
affected by that form of poor diges
tion. which causes gas and fermenta
tion from half digested food; there is
a feeling of oppression and heaviness
in the ehest caused by pressure of tt;e
distended stomach on the heart and
lungs, interfering with their action;
hence aries palpitation and short
. breath.
I Poor digestion also poisons the blood
makes it thin and watery, which ir
; ritates and weakens the heart.
The most sensible treatment for
heart troubles is to improve the di
gestion and to insure the prompt as
similation of food.
This can best be done by the regu
lar use after meals, of some safe, pleas
ant and effective digestive prepara
tion, like Stuart’s Dyspepsia Tablets,
which may be found at most drug
stores and which contain valuable,
harmless digestive elements, in a
pleasant, convenient form.
Ir is safe to say that, the regular,
persistent use of Stuart’s Dyspepsia
Tablets at meal time will cure any
form of stomach trouble, except can
cer of stomach.
Full size packages of the tablets
sold by druggists at 60 cents.”
Little book on stomach troubles
mailed free. Address Stuart Co.,
Marshall, Mich.
Thanksgiving In Britain.
Wherever throughout the earth there
is such a thing as a formal harvest there
; also appears an inclination to mark it
’ with a festive celebration In England
‘ this festival passes generally under the en
deared name of harvest home. In Scot
land, where that term is unknown, the
festival is hailed under the name of the
kirn In the north of England, its ordi
nary designation is the mell supper. And
there are perhaps other local names, but
everywhere there is a thankful joy, a feel
ing which pervades all ranks and condi
tions of the rural people, and for once in
the year brings all upon a level. —Montre
al Star _■ »
The three year old boy of J. A John
son, of Lynn Center, 111., is subject to
attacks of crobp. Mr. Johnson says he
is satisfied that the timely use of Cham
berlaiu’s Cough Remedy, during a se
vere attack, saved his little boy’s life.
He is in the drug* business, a member of
the firm of Johnson Bros, of that place;
nd they handle a great many patent
medicines for throat and lung diseases.
He had all these to chose from, and
skilled physicians ready to respond to
his call, but selected this remedy for use
in his own family at a time when his
child’s life was in danger, because he
knew it to be superior to any Other, and
famous the country over for Us cures of
croup. Mr. Johnson says this is the
best, selling cough medicine they handle
and that it gives splendid satisfactio n in
all cases. Sold by Curry-Arrington Co ,
Rome, Ga,
Cnestnnt Stuffing.
Chestnut stuffing for a turkey is prepar
ed as follows Drop 25 (or thereabout)
large chestnuts in boiling water and leave
them for a few minutes; then take them
up and rub off the thin dark skin. After
this cover them with boiling water and
simmer one hour then take them up and
mash them fine. Mince a pound of veal
and half a pound of salt pork very fine
To this add the chestnuts, half a tea
spoonful of pepper and 2 tablespoonfuls of
salt and a rapful of soup stock or water;
then stuff the.turkey with this.—Boston
Herald. . <.
To Core A Cold In One Day
Take Laxative Bromo Quinine Tablets..
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j and apply it yourself or have
: some inexperienced, irrcsponsi-
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I have used
Piso’s Cure
for Consumption, and can
recommend it above ail others
for Coughs and Colds.
It is selling like hot cakes.
August 31, 1897.
Your Physician Alms
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To put all his knowledge, experience and shill into
the prescription he writes It is an oMer for the
combination of remedies ycur case demands.
Pure and Reliable.
He cannot rely .on results unless the ingredients are
pure and reliable and are properly compounded.
Bring your prescriptions to the
ROME PHARMACY,
Where is carried one of the best stocks of drugs in
town, and a complt-te line of Squibbs’ ShemicaiS’for
prescription use. Everything of the purest quality
that money can buy or experience select.
Prescriptions compounded
By a careful and experienced prescriptionist.
Everything at reasonable prices.
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yrholesale druggists, Rome Ga
Going Out of Busineaa,
My entire stock of millinery consisting
of trimmed and untrimmed nais. chil
dren’s tains and caps, p’times, fancy
feathers velvets, ribbons, in fact every
thing that is io be found in a first class
millinery store, will be tb-nwn on the
market Monday, Nov. 22. at and below
first cost. I have also a new and attrac
tive line of ladies’wraps—you will not
find a more complete line of capes and
jackets in the city—the e also will go in
this cost sale. Don’t fail to come to. my
store for bargains. This cost sale, will
continue until the stock is exhausted.
.1 Mrs. JTF. Wardlaw.
No. Mfi Broid s«teet
Southern Paeific
and Sunset Limited
ARE INSBPARABLB
THE FIRST is that great steel highway
which links New Orleans to the Pacific
Coast, a road distinguished by its
superb physical condition, Its sump
tuous equipment, its perfect system
its ad ration of every modern Improve
ment that contributes to safety, com
fort, convenience. ' A road that runs
, through the Acadian Land of Louis
iana, the pine forest region and high
plains of Texas, the romance-fraught
plateaus bf New Mexico! and Arizona,
and into the orchard and garden dis
tricts cf Southern California. A. line
redolent with history Snd romance and
filled with wonderful charm.
THE SECOND is the great transconti
nental train of the Southern Pacific,
making direct connections at New Or
leans (which point it, leaves every
Monday and Thursday at Iff a. m.)
w th all through trains from the North
and East, running through solid to
San Francisco in 75 hours. The finest
train extant—veslibuled, steam heated
gas lighted. Has ladies’ parlor, wait -
ingmaid, drawing rooms; gentlemen* *
smoking* room, barber shop, hath
room, bnffet, dining car, library, etc.,
etc. A home on wheels.
DESCRIBING BOTH we have a great
deal ot literature which the prosper,
tive tourist should read. Some beau,
tiful books. If going to California,
Me.xico or Arizona, write and enclost
10 cents in stamps and we will be glad
to send 1 such art you ; eed, or any
Southern Pacific Age~t will cheerfully
give information.
S F. B. MORSE,
General Passenger and Ticket Agent
NEW ORLEANS
Morrison & Tram well qiake th»
bMt *bVtek poseibte aßd tb/ta All
over the country, 'w . •