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^ATERDAY, NOV, 2G. 1892
AN ENGUSHMAN’9 TURKEY.
*rho Thrilling Tula of a Fatal Thanks¬
giving Error.
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©ill Smiley? Voa're lrxjking for Smiley? Well,
pardner, that strikes rue as strange.
Say, where do you live that you didn’t know
Smiley's gone over the range?
He departed this life last November, on the
evening of Thanksgiving day.
And his farm is a range for the rattlers, hi?
dugout is gone to decay.
Foor Smiley! You see, be was British: a not.
right from London, I s'ijosc;
He used to go round wearing glasses and loud
and excitable clothes;
And that land that he owned he pre-empted
and fanned it in glittering style.
The mem’ry or which sort o’ makes me dis¬
solve in a vast, shoreless smile.
One day all t'*- boys were u-sitting and talk¬
ing in Higgins’ store.
And somehow the argument drifted to Thanks¬
giving dinners of } ore.
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*’WF. GAVE HIM A VERBAL DF-SCKIPTION.”
\Ve cacli told our lies about turkeys as large
us the site of a town.
And Smiley, ho sat there and listened, and
swallowed the anecdotes down.
It seems that in England the turkey is scarce
as the horns on a dog—
The bird wasn’t built for a country that’s
made up of rainfall and fog-
So Smiiey was overly anxious to know bow a
turkey might look,
And we gavo him a verbal description as clear
as you’d find in a book.
Then what did ho do but invite us to dinner on
Thanksgiving day;
“The turkey I’ll have,” he assured us, “and
cooked in the old fashioned way.
Yon tell me wild turkeys are met with some¬
times in the woods about here?
All right; Pin a prince with the rifle. Remem¬
ber, don’t fail to appear.”
Time passed, and it was soon November; the
morning of Thanksgiving came;
We hadn’t forgotten the turkey, and startod
to tackle the same;
Wo soon reached the Englishman’s dugout.
and Smiley was there with hie feast;
Ilia face was all lighted with pleasure and
rosy as dawn in tho east;
”i killed it—a beautiful turkey” he cried
“and plump f
as as a grouso;
1 cooked H, and warrant the cooking: I was
■chef in a nobleman's house;
Bit down to the feast, though it’s early; give
thanks for the luck I have had;
This Thanksgiving day is a feature that Eng-
land should copy, egad!”
Woll, stranger, we ate and we wondered; that
bird bad a taste that was strange;
We’d eaten tain turkeys so often a wild one
went queer as a ciumge.
The dinner was lengthy. 1 reckon; it took us
two hours to get done,
And then wo went out cf the dugout to loaf
for awhile in the sun,
And what should we see but the feathers that
bird we had eaten had worn-
Ah, well had it been for the Briton were his
mother and .... father nu , er born! . ,
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“JIM SMITHKRS EXPLAINED IT TO SMILET.”
Jim Smithors explained it to Smiley, that
while it v.as painful to do,
We felt it our duty to hang him, and that
when the swingintr was through
We’d see that his body was planted; he’d cov-
ered us all with disgrace.
And unless he was hung we could never again
look a man in the face.
He acted tho man that wo thought him and
lent us ; .3 clothesline, and said
II0 hoped that wo all would forgive him and
speak of him kindly when dead.
The crime he committed? Wed, stranger, l
nwesa 1 may toil it to you —
The turkey he fed us was buzzard! We hung
him: what else could we do?
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EFORE the great
V bakeoven built
into the huge
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m k I'irl 4sat Captain som’s on house ftur John a lowerv vounor there were Fol-
' morning of No¬
vember, 1 TTT. and
. her. . basting
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a fat goose on the
\ ! ’vC & spit before a log
fire, stcod anothe,
even fairer that
*. i she. These maid-
ens. clad in coarse
linsey woolsey garments of homespun
their hair conwaled except for a "ew
locks that wandered from beneath tue
linen handkerchiefs wit a which it was pro-
tected, the sleeves rolled to the elbows, re-
v eating arms that were tair to look upon,
io white were thev and of such exquisite
fouadness, were busy with the preparation
of a feast, and tho mu oral tint of their
cheeks, which was as delicate as the peach
blossom, tvos heightened by reason of the
heat that tan. * *om fie WacV.ilng logs.
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listened. Then tossing her hand gently, as
though to inm ate that her ears had been
misiea, pern:r~ s ny tue wma witr.out, sne
opened the « --11 door and smiled as she
pefeelved the fragrant odor which came
from ‘the cavern witliin. With a broom
splint she penetrated the crust which sur-
mounted a great pie that she might learn
whether the baking was well done, and
then she turned to hercompanion and said:
“’Twill boa fine feast for Uncle John
when he returns today. Surely he said he
would be back by noon.”
The maiden who had the spitted goose in
charge paused for a moment in her task of
anointing it with rich gravy and said:
“Father will be here, I know, if the Lord
permits, but in these dark days that are
upon us, Abbie, who can tell what may
happen to our militia, parading here and
tramping there that they may observe the
redcoats. Father had, I think, some seri¬
ous business which led the company away
last night, and mayhap he will cot come to
sit at dinner with us. 'Twill he a sorry
feast for us if we must eat alone. How i3
the e pi e?”
Tis nearly done,-f think, and such a
pie we never made. ’Tis full of giblets,
for you know that Uncle John delights to
eat them covered with the gravy of
"For some moments the maidens con-
tinned these preparations, and then she
who was called Abbie went to the window,
and peering wit for an instant turned and
opened the door, which creaked with
w«««c mighty moans as it turned upon its rusty
“W hat is it that you hear, Abbie?” said
the other.
“It seems to me that I hear the march of
the company, and still I do not know but
’tis the wind. See, the snow has begun to
fall a little.” The other maiden arose and
w«;nt to the door, and so they stood side by
side peering out far down the highway to
the turn of the road where it skirted the
Long Island sound. And such a picture
did these fair rnaitlens make as they stood
thus framed i y the tloorsill and jamb as
would have delighted the eyes of any of
the young men of that town.
“ ’Tis true, Abbie, 'tis true. I hear their
step, and surely that is Ephraim’s fife.”
Abbie returned to the kitchen and made
preparation for the great table to receive
the bounty with which that day was to he
celebrated, while the other maid stood
awaiting the coming of her father. She
saw the company as it marched around
the bend in the road with her father at the
head, and she was going forth to meet
them when of a sudden she halted. The
look of joy upon her face was changed to
one of wonderment,-and she stood, her head
bent slightly forward, that she might the
better see, perplexed and hesitating.
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The company had come .is near to the
farmhouse as the meadow which adjoined
it on the west, and there they halted, and
the maiden saw that one was with them
who was not of the company when they
marched away the night before. He stood
alone, erect, constrained, and she per .
ccived that his hands were tied with
thongs liehind his back. She saw
father talking earnestly and seemingly di-
recUng some two or three of the company
to take this man in charge, and scarcely
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the commander , of our army, who is in the
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father?” the girl
asked, for she was filled with pity for this
man who , seemed , proud , and yet
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pleading ...... in ins manner.
“What, Thankful, is it }ou? Why are
you here, my daughter?” said the captain.
“I came to welcome you, father.”
“But this is no place for you. We have
a prisoner.”
“A prisoner? Surely lie can do no harm.
He is not like an army and he seems well
favored.”
“Nevertheless we found him wandering
within our lines, and there are spies about,
and he may be one of those.”
“A spy? Surely 1 think not.” And the
girl went to the prisoner and stood before
him in the innocence of maidenly con ft-
dence and looked full into his eyes, lifting
her head to do so, for he was tall and
seemed to tower far above her in his splen-
did presence.
“You are no spy,” she said at last.
“No, my child, not a spy. I am an officer
©f the king’s army who has strayed by ac-
cident within your lines. Thank you for
your sympathy. You have beauty in your
face, my child, but you have what is bet-
ter-you have sympathy”
1 lie girl went back to her father and she
said: “Father, suppose my brother John,
who is somewhere in the Jerseys with
Washington, should by accident be cap-
tured by the redcoats. It would break
your heart and mine if they took him for
spy. Surely there is truth in this man’s
words. Come, bring him with you. Don’t
you remember that it is Thanksgiving
day, and that we are to have a roasted
goose and a chicken pie, and Abbie has
baked a glorious pumpkin pie? Ijet him
come and be our guest, and I’ll warrant
lie ’ n promise me that he will make no
effort to escape until you hear from the
general wnat shall be done with him. ’
The captain seemed to hesitate for a
moment, and then turning to his prisoner
he saiu: “Sir, I am myself impressed with
your dignity of manner. It may be that
you speak the tinth. My daughter s in-
tuitions are that it is so. I have changed
n.y mind. 1 shall send a messenger to the
general 1 Witu -.1 «x „ iii>*patcn riiav.-v*-. ’-w ♦ teiiiii^ ,n;„ of ^c
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capture v and then wliatevcx lie commands—
r d 0 . Meanw hile, sir, it is our
feast day. J We are accustomed every rear
after the . r harvest ^ to gne thanks to tue
Lord and to eat a great feast and make
merry in our families. I will ask you to
share this with us. Yoiiwi.l be a nns
oner, but I will take your parole that you
will make no effort to escape.”
You do me honor, sir. I give my parole
to yon, and, if I may be permitted, to this
fair maiden who has interceded for me.”
They nnJ. sed his thongs, and when Ills
ban.is vevc 1 * he stepped up to Mistress
Thankful : :■ * took her hand and l**nd-
ed over • w—' the courtesy and grace of
one who . -c l een accustomed to places
where high breeding and gentle manners
prevail.
They had a fine feast at Captain Fol-
som’s table, and the British officer, being
no huger under great constraint, be-
came most companionable and even ven
tured gentle jest with Thankful anil her
ve-usiu. Misvess Abbie, who served the
meats and bounties with gentle dignity
and .unconscious grace. And wlifn he
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turnea to converse more Verlousiy witu
Captain Folsom upon the war and its bat-
ties they—Thankful and Abbie—under pre-
tense of some engagement for the prepara-
tion of the dessert, glanced furtively at
him and exchanged confidences that he
was a handsome man and well favored and
moreover very young for one of his stature
and of his rank, for it was plain that he
was a high officer.
In the afternoon there was gentle mer¬
rymaking, and Captain Folsom, being
greatly impressed with the manifest honor
and nobility of his prisoner guest, had
such confidence that he at last said: “Sir,
I do not know whether your rank would
permit me to call you captain or major or
colonel, for one of these offices I know must
be yours. "You do not care to tell us your
name or your rank, but I have that coofi-
dence in you that I am willing to leave you
for awhile with these gentle guards, my
daughter and my niece, for I have a mis-
sion of some consequence in the village,
which is a few miles away.”
“I am grateful for your confidence, sir,
and shall not betray it. While these maid¬
ens guard me 1 shall protect them until
your return.”
“Will you promise to obey us?” asked
Thankful in merry mood,
“In all things,” he replied, bowing with
grace and yet with the mock dignity of
gentle sport.
“I exact only one promise, sir,” said the
ca P tain ’ ‘‘ ;in(1 that is that you will not
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frOTn the simple customs of their kindred
in the American colonies, and he asked the
nia i,l e ns many things about their manner
of life, and it was plain to see that Mistress
Thankful had already he! won his high regard.
“Tell me,” said ’> “how is it that they
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“ But jt is »ot my name,” she said. “I
have heard my mother sav that on one
Thanksgiving day they sent t o my father
who was ,n the church HIld ° ade 1,:m
hurry home, and when he came he found
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“TOU ARE NO SPY,” she said.
went away, and so he said as he held me
«p: ‘It is Thanksgiving day. The Lord
has been good to me these many years, but
he has been best to me today. So her name
shall be Thanksgiving, since she is bom
upon that day;’ and that, sir, is my name,
although they call me, for the sake of
shortness. Thankful.”
She said this with such modesty and
with such delicious suggestion of grace,
and her cheeks were so gently flushed and
her eyes so bright, that the young officer
could not conceal the admiration for her
which had seized him, and when she per-
ccived it she turned away with gentle co-
quetry. Thus this Thanksgiving «frcr-
noon, which Lad promised lobe so dreary
a time for him, \,ns one of Joy, and when
shades of evening came and the candies
were lighted tee^muidens and the young
omcef w ere iTi'.tf i-juo6 who iicici ‘OGcn loui^
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Ia lb f the girls . brought ... apples .
and nuts and cider, and they were having
a merrv time when of a suaden Abbie arose
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and we Jt to tJje door . Her quick ears had
detected Xx a st-anm> Auxins «onnd -\ mo-nent ‘ 1 -tr '
a Iad CA e | intothe romn.
..j ook t Tliankful *i they are comin*'
to aU -ick von kf ” he brcYti’..... sa : scarcely able to
sneak for Uxik
-Thev? YYiio? Who can attack us?"
** ’Tis Ben Williams and hisgang. ’Twas
l_ yesterday that the cowboys captured a lad
a cousin of Ben Williams—and for some
reason thev hanged him, and now Ben is
bound to have-revenge, and he has heard
thatthere is a British officer here, and he
swears he’ll have him banged to a tree for
revenge.”
A moment later a young man with a
mnsket in his hands entered the door and
he said: “Mistress Thankful, your father
left me here on guard unbeknown to you.
There's trouble brewing, I fear. They are
coming to take the officer away aud to do
him harm. Let him go with me and I
will hide him.”
Thankful brought the officer’s.eloak and
hat and bade him go, our to 'her amaze¬
ment he refused. “I cannot go,” he said.
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*T gave your father my word of honor that
I would not leave the house till he re¬
turned.”
“But you must. Ben Williams is a
brute. He will take you out and kill you,
sir Go under tlie escort of the guard, and
he will take you where you can he con¬
cealed.”
But the officer would not stir. He would
only say that he had given his pledge and
he ryould not break it. In an instant
Thankful seemed changed, and the officer.
even in t he suspense and terror of the me
ment, perceived that she had assumed the
manner of one who has authority and can
exercise it. She stood erect, her head
thrown hack, her eyes very bright, hei
cheeks now somewhat pale, and she said:
“You must go, sir; I command it. Go with
him. Hark! Don’t you hear that mob
shouting? You have not a moment to
lose.” And then as he did not stir she went
up to him pleadingly and with gentle man¬
ner, not knowing seemingly wlmt it was
she said or did; she put her hand upon his
arm with gentle touch, and she said, “Go,
go; for my sake, go.”
“For your sake?” he murmured, and
seemed to hesitate, and then she turned to
the guard and bade him lead the officer
forth. But at that moment t he cry of the
mob was so distinct t hat it revealed that
escape was impossible. Thankful bade
the guard step i:i and holt the door, and
commanded him to use his musket if any
otlL ‘ shuU d ‘LV to force an entrance. And
even as she spoke the door was forced and
an ugly face was protruded, and some one
shouted, “Come out, you redcoat!” and
would have said more had he not been
felled by the butt of the guard’s musket.
The door was closed and bolted, and the
guard stood with the manner of defiance,
In an instant Thankful had made disposi-
tion of the officer. Before he was aware
what she was doing she had led him to
the settle in the chimney corner, and she
bade him to be seated there. None too
soon, for the window was forced open and
some one shouted, “Come out, you cur, or
vve will shoot you where you are!”
“Oh, you coward—you coward, Ben Wil-
lianis! He has done you no harm and he is
unprotected,” and Thankful speaking thus
placed herself so that she stood directly
before the officer. There was a crash, a
confusion of sounds, for they were trying
to force the door. The officer, then realiz
ing that this fair maiden was protecting
him with her body, pushed her aside, say
lug: “No no I cannot permit this You
must not be Injured Let me pass.” At
that moment a musket was discharged
and the officer, perceiving that Thankful
was reeling, supported her In his arms,
She had received the shot intended tor
him.
A moment later there was a mighty
shout, a great rushing noise, the door was
burst open, and Captain Folsom and some
c f j,i s company entered. “What is this?
What is this?” he said.
“Ah, uncle, Ben Williams and his gang
are trying to capture the officer, and they
have shot Thankful as she tried to prevent
it,” said Abbie, crying bitterly
‘‘Williams? Take him away; hind him,
pot him in the guardhouse with his gang!’’
t he captain shouted, and then kneeling
down over t!ie 1)0t]y ot - his daughter he
moaned, saying, “My Thankful, my Thank-
f u j. ltl y daughter, they have killed
j-qo!”
“They have killed her, sir, while she was
trying " ^ to save inv life,” said the officer,
and lie wept like a child.
But she was not dead. They lifted her
tenderly aud carried her to her bedroom
under the gable roof, and when they saw
that , opened , , her and , that her bps
eyes
njOVed tbt, v ,vere rejoiced, and there wasa
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Prayer of thanksgiving to God that he had
spared her life that mgut.
A few days later the order came from the
general instructing Captain Folsom to de-
liver the prisoner under bis charge to the
outposts of the British array at the Bronx
in exchange, for it was demonstrated that
he had told the truth when he said he had
strayed within the patriot lines by accident.
As he was about to go away he said to
Captain Folsom: “I have one favor to ask.
May 1 see Mistress Thankful for an in-
stant alone?” It was permitted. He went
and stood by her bedside and took her
hand. “Thankful,” said he, “I am going
away. It is not right that I should speak
to you except in thanks, for 1 am an officer
in an army opposed to yours, but I may say
this: I heard yonr unconscious confession
when you bade me go foryour sake, and
your sweet words then uttered will be in
mv memory until I come back again when
these battles are over," ana tnen ne
kneeled tenderly over her ami touched his
lips to her forehead.
When he looked at her he saw the glance
of exquisite joy which she could not con¬
ceal, and he perceived that gentle tears
were cotirsing down her cheeks which she
did not care to wipe away, and he knew
that they were tears of joy.
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Six years later, on the afternoon of
Thanksgiving day, a traveler dismounted
from his hors, in front of Captain Folsom’s
forge—for the captain was a blacksmith in
time of peace. The traveler looktul curi-
ously about, as though not sure that this
was the place he sought, when his eyes
rested upon a maiden who was standing in
the doorway. It seemed to him as though
the picture which he had seen in that
identical spot six years before on the day
of his capture was there again. He went
up to her anti raid: “Thankful, my Thanks
giving. I have come.”
“I knew you would,” she said, and with
such gentle sweetness of manner that he
took her to liis arms.
If was a grievous sorrow to Captain Fol
som that his slaughter Thankful was com¬
pelled to leave him when she married this
man whose life she had saved, but it was a
joy for him to know that she had a husband
worthy of iier. She had married Sir John
Sterling and he took her to his estates in
England, which were great, and there, as
long as they lived, and to this day among
their descendants, the last Thursday in
November in every year is celebrated as a
thanksgiving ceremonial, and in the even¬
ing to the children every year is told this
romance of the day when their grandfather
and great grandfather met his Thanksgiv¬
ing. E. Jay Edwards.
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Little Bobbie Bingler—Mrs. Sway hack,
do you know what 1 would do if you should
ask me to have another piece of that mince
pie?
Mrs. Sway back—Why, no, Bobbie. What
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Little . Bobbie I would say no, as my
mamma told me to, and then I would
weakly smile.
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Mr. Old boarder—Mrs, Grinder, haven’t
I seen that turkey before?
Mrs. Grinder (the landlady)—Why, no,
sir, Wlrnt put that idea Into your head?
Mr. Old boarder— I thought 1 recognizee
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T v r.t 1 igbt'lh usand. Mx liui dre am!
Se/eoty-Two bottles s Id n o u* ’ ' a . nnd
“TheS^ t of i>
suc .,. ss is bed p]; , n . ft neve-dti.p, oin? and c n
nlway- pended o> a r e very 1 o st rein- A.
e dv for c'lighs and eo’ds. Pic? 5 k* »i,d
Ai . U II it J Davis’s Drugstore.
( ncnf the mo t Tool is 1 men 5 s th
w j, 0 worries about tliiiv^s he can’t
.
* "*
Bucklen s arnica A LTii.
bos; salve in tie world for cu’s
bruises, sores, ulcers, salt, rheuu
fc\*»r sores, teller, cliapf-ed hiirul-
i*i utiaitis. coins and all skin erup:
ions and posihvelv cures piles, o rm
p a required. I t is <iuarai,teed to
- v © perfect sati-iattion or mancy re¬
fun.led. Price 25 cents per box. For
sole bv W* U. & J. Davis.
r I'!ie uirl who marries !'•
r nm e\ u
s ially has ti look on her face -at’ er
umrriaoc that indicates that, she is
!i:»vin<4 trouble in collectiuT her sala-
f y-
- LADIES Al.L t’VWiim’ViTP INK-ulLlNAlL,
Ijpi nu;s© iht* hiirher the t rise in soci-
e tv the weaker tl.ev find themselves
-
lM >‘* !i >. lusley p . . s l niiotoken , ,
tire nerves, aids nature in her various
functions, ami thus combats with tire
in . mv iJl s ,,f vr<)in ankiud«tK*fess ', ? ul!v --.j
-
-
»* vonr (irtijjgist h*as not oi,t it ire win
oriler it for yon for 4>1 a bottle, from
, s p fjisley, Wholesale Druotfisi,
;" (\„ ir tl amlt ” “ St New York \ ti ’~Se„ 1
. . parnphiet. , .
»«»r a uescriptive with di-
red ions ami certificates from many
j a ,ij eS who have used it and can’t say
1 L,. n . IJisti.’s ^ Phiir—
.
token*
T\
Housekeeper®
\J\f E make the important announcement that we have
perfected arrangement;; with Tke Clover Publishing
Company, of New York, whereby we arc enabled to offer
to our subscribers, on the most liberal terms,
The Splendid f.Iagazine,
An lihistratc'l II IJotvscliold
rl Publication cf Go pages, treating?
r , cf Pood, Dietetics, tianitatioi;, ..tl
if if} 0 all Hatter ; cl Utialtitful P'v.ag;
a High-Gx??c 3 Ila^-azinc vr* T cr-ii-
tribv.tor .; :.ntoa^ t‘;2 rrr.pt ctninynt
WL£~ writers in entific, trier, Pntertaininy, cf thi the day; Popular, Instructive; Sci¬
Qugcu of the Ilousdiold MootfeElcc.
To even- yearly subscriber cf FOOD is given a FRER COPY c?
m ' v r-r ^ ^ j y^Esicfy:
9 66 Pages Original
6xS}4 inches. Standard
Illustrated. fMf $2.50 Edition.
A Guido for ilHVM (^ibajk N ’• lCr!EN >' je .•’ , «i»i m In Cloth
4 ■" I A 1 1 1
all who - or Oilcloth,
.
Good would House¬ he m ,>ji * Niom at the cf the option
keepers. ’•j! D /- Subscriber.
V! s -.j:
Miss Fartoa “ Miss Farina's
stands annuig I whole method is
the best teachers witliin the leach
in cookery.— j- Njr : of ;.ny intelligent
Boston Advertiser. vt T-HE Cl.OVtP. PUBLISHING CS v. >inan.”
NSW YORK a)
m
VoAN ABSOLUTE GIFT *
(TUIE publishers of most periodicals charge a certain sum above their regular subscription
price for so-called premiums ; but l l making an actual gift of so expensive a book
the publishers of Food have extended an oiler quite unprecedented in the history of
periodical literature, and enabled us to make a very low-priced combination.
REGULAR COST: OUR PRICE
i*s: r> ccoa Njsug 1 \ oar............$ 1 00 FOR THE
&<»><! 1 year ........... 2 00
I hr Kitchen Com pari on..., ..... 2 5ti'— Three Publication?,'---
■
Total..... ......$f> 50, ONLY ............$2 59
This offer is extended n ot i n Iy lo i ew fid sci bus, 1 lit r.lso to ary promt tubsc r
bers who will settle all ar-. earnges and pay for a y air's subseriprion in ad van
Copies of Food and tliClviTeh.-n t 'ompa i on” m iy be seen at‘.his odicc, win re ;ub
scriptiwns under the teims of this oiler will he receiv d for a limbi d t me.
THE TO^GOA NEWS. T ccoa. C».
it
L 1 .* 3 a
Ti e P* mu asier-G«neral writes » ibe editor of Arthurs New Home
Mfu.-7.-M* ‘ 1 ldiiia<U !| lna: “As t mr n nomine i!els thicker it gets lirightcr.
I c« ugratu-uie you on doing wiiai n<> one else bus d.o e ‘n jintting out two
(•Djues at ii<* jiii* hi i-ers ct.:. ige Im «• i. • — it is ha l 11.%* I i : i<« oi ot her no bel¬
ter tuaojijM i s.” I.! s V. a s ,v t ii t ice v. 5 <! * til t he v*in*u—
latio. l.as rovv; so large t at s ~ a - • al-e n t.] t'O, aid linve
ma ie i! I d',i-i ami M ii :• a X 1 i ti li ~ r sal that it
was *iIn* > i*st mn-.azioe m e Keg i l:u. > . o t g ’ > id it ; >
better to flay r: an e\e . ert su • i ii>- s Sd d II i «•; all's
Glove Pitting Patt» ms KI LE i uil : unu'in. i i oj } ID clud-
ing a {> u a • id v oi t i “5 > it s j, nit free lor !. s; a
Lock L’o.v 'Ifn virii. uj ‘2 j<L lhhit*# i l p ;r t>j y
;Ko »'i ;n ... til. %i. X! i-.
Til a-:io*. e nLigajMi- a > a I ]<i>-i
q •: zryt * i
CO V; ; ? 1 a ( 3 f A !
:; r tf n-u ca- ;y/ r } /.- >*
Tho pate-: v wted consists cf a depress i :
M ; « oiling tec .*; ; . iuil..; lo hiic, tiles rcuio*. all ;
N ; in u. gi*. ...g stroa to ie:*.*ii and lacrcasi• t
bilk/ Ox *.bo t. !,t Ml T’la V, ,.W. ■; f
c^q’ssCiag the JtA: >i’ -? Vi?: 1&
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f/fti i'i u % ri yv ?>, . : v*v -f il Si siiriYi ySi A’i titi* a At li
,
X Silver Stod. nf.iti?; 57 ->r-''r* ot.
Stc(‘t, Mitinnit £ iatiiii- ■1 iOoX.
BEWARS OF m\7&ynOU$.
The large demanu for the ATKre- Concave Tooth Dexter Saw has led competitors to make
inferior Saws ’. hich they claim "as good as the Dexter ’ These imitation Saws are made from a
lower grade of steel, inferior workmanship, and -without the patent concave tooth.
Ask your hardware dealer for the “Atkins Df.xtep.” and take noother. If the dealer w 'l
not order it for you, remit amount with order direct to us.
E.C. ATKINS & cQ Indianapolis, Ind. Memphis. Tss it.
•j Minnessclis, \tm. Gliztta^a,Tea.i
i h L r-i tfeiT i. -ti * 0*h?r will r: tc v ; »*r »i V, y v. 1 .n ti
Has Secure £;Ki . *!p 1 «*art
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