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y. " r - — ■ M- B n W od I ~" r jp JUr 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.. AlLdrvngiste refund the money, if i». r I "HERE is a right way to paint • and a wrong way. The iigh' | way is to have tL? best paint.— i Pure White Lead ‘s;cc list ot ge :, • nine .brands) arid Linseed Oil - a ppP c d by a practical painter. The wrong way is to got some mixture e! about which you. know-nothing j and apply it yourself or have : some inexperienced, irrcsponsi- i ble person do it. C 1 using National Lead Co.’s Pore White Lead Tinting Cd- ■ IV B B ors ’ an ' desired shade is readily obtained. Pamphlet giving - * valuable J iHonna ti«»n card showing samples of colors free; also cards showing pictures -of twelve houses of different designs painted in various M'dcs or combinations of shades f«»rw: rded njiion application. NATIONAL LEAD CO., CINCINNATI BRANCH, Cor. yth St. and Freeman Ave.. Cincinnati, O. I have used Piso’s Cure for Consumption, and can recommend it above ail others for Coughs and Colds. 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W W «XdSold only by For sale by Curry-Arrington Co 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 . •