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Mm# #•*•• ~ sag** MMt ** mm l*m> m * ph|t *. . Mt## fryjjiy *Jfe -* * * 40*- * -»■■- a _ ,- ■ j t .ft % f ;#jiP **■*►* VhMmM IMM * . P%NW#» # H# jilniil 00040 f fhHtaN* *#w# (nr -".mil- 4riMe|l. Phil*# ing. ms ItAtMlcf'ftff | iMV# lll#t ■ftj'- ; ttf I rlMr (Kr» 9 B |»«lly> »n*w» «►»! A tpvwiiw tutn *H4IAC in *&** efcftlrT' Wrf * &*. -4 ** litw-riw jiii I -iVXr I rm*’ T**» **• It «« »|#«!tkt twfcfy. Ho* I TH«> rfarr f#*l**l «4*t of p»wt Hi#** f#f r SJT-LSJtop ;* tll|M ,4 10 that fisrt-il** ti#rli*jr. ▼*» at# to nt t« *ll y<** __ * * . n a n .irrvth iHK ■# it V*# l##t Pt#fML I *!*•«« » I '’i’ ' L!L' ,L «■> taack to th# kitchen groun-i Intermittently. •*»« •* ‘ m, hTi^ h » U day* loft b#fc# Thanksgiving day. Bigg* *!»»• 'h?* •*» tho kit> hen. among \#g#t#blr* and old er »r..ma» Rapidly tho *h»lv## of hl» noot Mttl# pantry Ailed up from end to eod. But them was n<> pleasant elation on hlo hct. there wa# no aphe of »«Oc- Ipation among hi» other »j»ii e«. Once Philip lAtimer vialted the klt rhen durtmr theae two daye—only oore. Then tt area to **y teraely; • Hemejnber the little plea. *Blggs throe of them, graduated. ••Oh. lord) . Botero Bigg* ain't forgot that!" groaned Blgga, under hia breath when hla master »*» gone. "I rove I did reckon on hla getting over them three little gradonated plea by thla time’ I reckoned on It laat year—but. lordy. this!” .... ... He aet to work on the little plea. He made three of them, on platea of grad uated alaea. They came out of the oven brown and flaky, aa the little children like them. ■ phillv'e Comfort, an* the tattle Vn'a," he told them off. aa he Placed them away on a ahelf. How many timea he had made thoee little plea! The big grand dining room waa art In prime order—lt »M only opened on Thanksgiving day now. The chairs were nibbed to a new pol ish and the beautiful new ahlnlng Poor as well. All the hanging* were shaken and the pictures were dusted. Biggs tried to whistle as lie worked. Mr. Phillip's library was next door to the dining room, and Mr. Phillip could hear everything. He heard Biggs plaintive whistle, and a faint shade of appreciation lightened the gloom of his bitter face for a moment. "That whistle comes hard—the poor beggar!" he murmured. On the afternoon preceding Thanks giving Phillip Latimer put by his hooks and went out among the holidaying crowds on the streets. They jostled him and peered some of them into his his solemn face, curiously. Their faces were not solemn. Now and then he met a grandfather coming from the station, with a following of eager-faced, staring little country children —or a big son with his old father and mother. Now and then he met a house-mother out for the last few accessories for her dinner tomorrow! And children —children were everywhere. They hurt him most. ■ There are only two things t# do, and then I san get out of lit" he mutter t‘t3. There war# the Bowers to sjilael for the table and tha turkev was to see about. Then/ thank the Lot-fl, he could go, he,he—away from the mothers and the little children. What kind <>f preparation were they sot tomorrow s Pain Killer •augus Asm mm§ |tM ksss ks *•••*• *•**•*•«• IBM** tmm X—IBM « summit *mM* #R#M#kb'*|s# §**«« Mttf 1, «■%_ a |y •« lit tie |rib* eai there I*y •tab**. tn4»'< hmk Mlf the ! ' ThT proswtelor ha»t#*»»4 f..rw#cd I utytng-- haada « «etber. "Ah. Mr.; 1 t ifiij jc at ad Co see you. Ale—Sul j. on I go for you today f* • Walt «• the chiWt first.” ItiUllp lal- I later *l4. briefly, atandin* hack foe! jibe little shabby ftg-in to advance. I m Merry felt about nervously in the II - krts of her dreee and peodd' ed a few prnotes, (the held them out in her I little open hand. ! "I want them wwth o’ meat,” ahe i piped Importantly. Ik- kind that s cheap, with terns and grlatl# tn. you (know. If If you could put In quite a I hunk." she added, rather ulatfully. When the bundle waa ready the trud- U 4 away with It contentedly. In utter amassment Phillip latinise followed 11**» tu tit* I "fee got him In here." announced the j-ewnmander in bet t" her little Ironw •utstde. "Now. we’ll go along home and him. fume on " But suddenly her ryes flashed Indignantly. Halume I waa looking up at the great bird o* the I tine wist fully. "Blome Hernia stn’t you ashsmed* Didn’t I say twouldn’t he no fair to look afterward*T I’m dls’potnted In you; yea. I am! What’s the good of making be lieve you ain’t fair?” Mlnervy* ahrlll voice aa* tremulous with growing wrath. H’lome diminished am! ashamed, caught up the bahy and hid her face behind hi* mop of soft hair. "I didn’t look, Mlnervy," cried Patsy., plm hlng Balome’s arm viciously. ”1 never.” . "Nor nie neither." trilled little Grisael. turning her hack resolutely to the dis play of turkey*. "Mo netd." piped Corn wailjr. Ah’ Phillip |-atlmrr turned hack Into the market slowly. Now he underutood the little tahleou. The shabby children were making be- A nu»He-bell«*ve Th*nk#*lvln*— what was his Thanksgiving to be but that? He smiled bitterly—btterly. "I ll send It right up. str—right up"— the proprietor was saying blandly In hia ear. Ho heard him distantly, a* If he were far off in another world or In a dream. ■ n s a fine hint. Mr. Latimer, the biggest one on the street. You’r In luck to find It here as late as thla. Only come In this morn—— ’ Do you know anything alwut thst child?" Interrupted Phillip Latimer's crisp tones. "Child—child, sir?" questioned the man In perplexity. "Yes. yes; the child who bought the turk—the lump of meat a few minutes 3S Oh—ah—yes: that little beggar. No. I don't know—hi. Jim, ever see that lit tle scrub that was In here Just now buying scrap meat?" Jim laughed easily. "See her every morning and night. Lives longslder me. Ma’s died and there's a whole raft o’ young uns. Pa s a wiper down to the yards,—he Is In the hospital. Got pretty nigh wiped out!" The proprietor turned to his custom er with a wave of his hand. "There you have It, sir—the whole story,” he smil ed. “Yes, yes—the whole story,” repeated Phillip Latimer absently. Alrsady bis lntsrsst In the llltl* spi ssde bad wans* That svanlhf a wiflsas wwm him to to out low t&» Jtlfcnfji ana wait*) «tf*s data* O# WMF He had PAglfyf rs«sflir up flftd dcnrQe-up and down, till he csuld Sefr the monotony no longer. And sertaSßig' he could nr, P treat- hr aft SI 111. Iticgs ivas whii-tltriK gloomily over TH® AUGUSTA HKBAtfU %m Hi* omm **• 0000 0* »*>♦• *•**«* * *0 *** * mmmm* |»» mOO rHy* . ,m. _ _ rn-+m lh r * * fcne *rt I|HH | . . ar t tom-r t h*n- H*nr inwr. It’*' mi IMi# <ml 0t iunuitk #*4 ll** tofiHMM H. Hj A. ait fiviHl «r*|r* film tii'Wf tti** •»r*r. It# not »tt«j fig* n f* •• *•#»#< It-qtf i* A H+f • •** HMVr tld the attemgt sad lowed tkw bar* <»f p". strain! sad Vt km grief have its «ar* way? Why wul? Why ant* Biggs erwfg ah mg the hall on his way tu h»4. and stopped at W* master s Iroom a* usual to ae* If all was welt, The door stood • Mtth* ajsr and he peered I*. -ti tsrdy! O bwdy’" he cried tnwavdljL with a tug at hi# heartstrlllg*. "Me’» lat tt as‘ln. He’s gut the picture alt *u»t and that’s the sign. He's at It ag’tar terfd. lewd, ain’t there no end?" I Riggs was on hi# knees and might, ; been praying. The tears were rolling do# n his rreas eg hrnwft cheeks Through the opening la think of light ear-aped, and made a ! bar n nm hla fare Within he saw Phillip Latimer sitting [with bowed head before a little row (4 pictures on fhr table. He had set Tt-tf up before With grvst care—tors flr»4 [then Phllly’s, then t’omfort’# and th^« I the little oaa’s J I The sweet, still fares regarded him s. renr ly—there waa no grief, no hrer u 1 break In them, as there was In hla. C Now and again be put out hts hood land smoothed one of the fares— he# oftenest. The rrsun was perfectly still except for the terrible, dry sobs tn itq man’s throat. "O Lord! B lewd!" moanerl poor Blgga In his stricken heart. He crouch ed there In the dark hall, with the bar |of light athwart his homely, working 'features, grieving hts master's grief. I It was *ll the grtr f he had ever known, hut It I woks hi* heart. "Lord. Lord, eouldn’t you a’ took ’em one to a time—one to a time, H»* might a’ got over it then. Iyxik at him In there, touchln’ the fares—now he’s touchln’ the little uns. l>»>k at the little uns smilin’ back. An* she# n npillin’, too—tl\py’re all a-sinlllng, but him. He’s makln’ them awful sounds in his throat. Oh, lArd. I don’t know hut It’ll kill Mister Phllup’ I could Jest cry for him —’’ Biggs was crying for him now. He let his big. ungainly body slide noiseless!*- to the floor and curl up In ghandoutwent of sorrow. But he made no sound. In side the quiet room the faces in tt xqw smiled on happily—and Phillip Latimer su t on before them hour after hour, He lived over all tho tragedy of Mt * lf ’’ scene by scene. Once, with one of his sudden Wiilms. he drew the pictures Into the playing of the tragedy. When she had died he put out bln hand and turned her sweet face gently downward on the table. Then Comfort s —Comfort had come next—and then Phllly’s picture and the Little One’s. He had the Little One the longest, but she went too. Afterward he put all the pictures back again In their row. It was late Into Thanksgiving morn ing when ho went to bed. ltlggs went a rnlnute. or two before —he had Just time. Thanksgiving day was clear and brisk and sun flooded. There was Joy and thanksgiving In a thousand thous and homes, and In the others—God pity the others. In Phillip Latimer’s home there was a make-believe Thanksgiving. Bigg, worked steadily and faithfully, whistling ell the while. He arranged the beautiful table with neat precision. H# Ist in th# sunshln# upon the dalntv flgM *p« allvsr Mil *h*y his r«4l*bqA •>*-* Aht hurt thorn. Th. fis*aw» qgttis shd wtfa’.sCTttng afl ** ST, BBIIWP Htait thgft—At Zap hVftr HMts *44 «*v jGjjdvJftfWPrt st the Little Vn’a and Setae .upclAio was ready. "MWt- gone out—l sec him goln’ a spell h K c. BHOES) THAT ARE KNOWN! Everything tit# * sly hsh. if(n4»c ind in<n# (ofuWe ixmih.ncvi with die heM of vtorknurv shto wil) W found in Hnuti (k Schtis Shoes. CISHIR. GOULET 1 VAUGHAN. 808 Bioad Street. Altfhf « mg It Ah AN • Mtk. Our Coal Promoies Health. Wealth and good Cheer It hunt ftwoueh and ftuouch and leave* neither slate nor ! ctndtr and hut ve#y little uK OUR JBLLICO AND CROSS MOUNTAIN Hotiwhold Coah art unequalled for eleanlinc»%. heating and i lasting quaht»ev and mnney K saved daily hy the# uv. I 11. Nut and steam Coal* of he*t (trade* and at Lowest l*rke* r. rn+mmm .jT f'KASI'R A CLMMINO. Umccs. Se»ut»tPT gjs, iw*i - iso r wo-tß’i name cost, mpw » 10.. i«p Jmlms m FINEST THANKSGIVING BEEF Ik>t stock of Dressed Poultry on hand. Also remember you get the best for the least money at my place. ROBERTS MEAT MARKET STROWGER TELEPHONE 824. III# *« strifllu* right *!»ng with hi* Hhttulflcr# <trc*<lfut kith and w|uarr He j Riggs want bark tu the kit. hm and I waited. Aa hnur past the tin*- apt*<tnt -, • d he heard hla warier cwnlng In. and Lordy. hirdv. If fb*-e- ain’t aumebndv I with him! There waa—bark—O Lord. Hill* vob*. Little wtcear Itlgg* *t(*le nut Inio the hall and lla- Lned with a Htartl-d fa-. A Hultdurd i honot of .-gelled tittle voice, reached him. and one of the oth • tHej. easy. a U of you—don’t yau a— | therr's flosrrs «jgt the* rgrygl? Ik* # .■round ’em If y— can like I do. Thrir won’t *maah. hut it don’t *eem right M Step <>n ’em. There, while the kind; man’t gone up stair*, you all llaten me—l’m goln’ to talk." Tha high. Imperative little voice "car ried" easily H» Bigg*’ astonished ear*. He heard every one of the *low word* with pause*. !”<♦' empha*l# between them. "Usten! If th«g*j'» butter —to your— bread, don’t n<*aa o’ yon—look—*df prised. «pr»>ad it on -klnd of—lndlfT leni. If you can -If there’* turkey—" "Turkey.” shrieked all the other little vole##. "8h! he’ll hear you. If there’s—tur liey— eat It alow a* If you'd always .-at It altice you was iMirn. That * all.' • But we ain’t aver eat It. Mlnervy Demis.” "Well, what If you ain't ever? Can’t you make believe." The *mal! feet shuffled about noisily. Then th# motherly little voice began again. "When it come* time, you go ahead. Patsy-then you. H’lom*. then Grlaael. I'm goto’ clear behind where I can look at the rest of you every minute. I’ll take the baby. 8h! the kind man’* cornin’ back!" In th*- great,, hmjiant dining room the strange Thanksgiving dinner Ih-kuii and proceeded slawiy. Phillip T>atlm*r sat «t llm head (*f the table, with the stamp of Indelll(J« pain (.n hi* face, hut he tilled and refilled all the little plate*, with a steady hattd, and smiled down, now and then. \>h the little rank and file of beaming ‘‘see*. The Other face* that looked up at him out of the moiri, sweet flowers nn-1 shone dirtily In it he »htmmer of sunlit silver and glaxs were smiling too—see, renely, as they iuid smiled at him out of the row of pictures in tho night. That was not make believe. 7 SUTHERLAND SISTERS’ HAIR GROWER FOR OVER 1 4 YEARS Thl* highly meritorious pr*[)»ration h*« stood &t the head of all hair rent/) rati veil. More than 3,000.000 bottle* have been used by the American people, and thousand)* of testimonials bear tvltnaM te Ita exoeilonco, while there W«M neeer any camplaiate when dixeetijiu M»* followed. SEVER SUTHERLAND SISTERS’ scarp 0 LEASER is itw t ftHf sure. For tbam yoriagrltnat iftrtqual. AH Lhw q\uM/U*m Soil R. Inown from Naim to Cilitornia at tha BEST thai malarial and good workmanship can pro* duce || rot STTLX n in on H m % (I. W Childs and tha Presses. When th# Mo# perteetlay press#* I wvrw tt(*! Wtmdti'ed and th# Ttm#u I and th# Prcsa both adoptMl them, th# agent, of course, offered them Ui th# ledger, gays (h# Chicago Tlmes-ller aid. Nan. next to hla riorka, Mr. Childs re >*dees in hla prasses. Ylstturs tn th# ledger building ware always shown th#«n along with th# ether sight*; they wer# kept a* aprekteaa and aa shining aa ths engine# rut a man-us-war. and each on# had Its name—l'lyasp* K. Grant, At bony Prsg •4. etc. Mr. Childs sent the agent |o a## the*# prvvae*; then he nhowed bl'D th# day’s paper. "Now," said he, "will ynur new pres* enable u* tn print a belter paper than a# do *tow?” "It w 111 aav# you a great deal nf money.” anawrred th# agent. "You can print your paper quit* aa well with half the force you have now." "That Is not the question. Will the new pn-s* enable u* to print a better paper?" The agent was forced to confess thst the typograph nf the Ledger could not he Improved, but h>- expatiated at length on the saving In labor hy the use of the new pres*. "Why,” he said, "you n-iU lie able to dispense with half the men In your pressroom." "Then,’’ Mr. Childs tnudo answer, "If the only actual advantage which your new press has over our old ones In that It will enable us tn discharge half of our forco I prefer to leave things as they are. The Ledger makes a great deni of money, and I d<* not car# to make more by throwing these men out of work. They and their families would suffer; so I think it I* better to keep our old presses." Gallant Trooper Byrne. A London ruble of Wednesday say*: "Btldom has a Victoria cross been tuore deservedly bestowed than thnt gtanted today to Trooper Byrne of the Twenty-third Lancers. He took part In the magnificent charge of the ,'Mhi lan cers on the 2000 Dervishes at the but tle of Otndurman. He had his right arm shattered by a bullet und racelved a terrible sword cut on the head, owing to which he was the last to emerge I’rom the melee. A* he wus approach ing hla company he heard Lieut. Moly neaux. who had been unhorsed, coll for assistance. The lieutenant. was being attacked l>y hair u dozen Der vishes. Without a moment's hesitation the wounded trooper turned his horse and rode, crippled «s h f ' was. straight at the Dervishes, the charge knocking two of them over. As a result of this brave attack Byrne received another severe spear wound, this time In the breast. The heroic uct enabled the lieu tenant to effect his escape, and, hav ing saved the officer, the trooper, reel ing in his saddle, galloped back to his squadron. The spectacle of this sold ier, crippled and practically helpless, riding single-handed to attack six Dervishes, back into the hell from which he had Just emerged, to rescurs his officer, was one of the bravest feats of the entire Soudan campaign." Bueklen’s Arnica Salve. THE BEST Salve in the warld for Cut*. Sores, wlcere. lalt Suaum, Eesv 80**1, ffsttv. ehaM»a vt-nJ. OhJWaIW. Corns, and all Skin :&upUon* aha neslMveiy ou?«i Pile*. or no pay rqoulTtfr It t» rugth.Uteed to bp ftfr<> cll Oh or mrfby A|- 'W ."Poems per her. r«W SALE BY HOWARD Sc WILLIST. SUNDAY’S HERALD ’I Ktispuer For Nevspieer Readen ’ Something About Sunday’s Herald. More Nc%vn (letter New* Quicker New* All the New* Exclusive New* The Sunday Herald is the Best Newspaper published In Augusta. Give it a trial 10 Cents a month. 25 Cents 3 months. 50 Cents 6 months* SI.OO 12 months- Postage prepaid or delivered to any ad dress in the city. Sign your name and address below mail or send it to the Sunday Herald. Augusta. 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