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DEAD IN THE DESERT.
A ermiSTMAS GTOKY BY ALFRED It. CAL¬
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[Copyright, 1891, by American Press Associa¬
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-p T WAS tho 24th
(ShT" of December,
1670. I vWiritfTtfat
„ gP time in
, a division of en-
\ F V gineers who were
1 making a survey
of tho Mojave
2--— desert from the
gft fy ^ga.iJpp, (SktoMtlo
fa’ Los
to Angeles
on the Pacific.
For a month
w tho officers and
men had been
eagerly looking
forward to spending tho Christmas lioli-
days ia the beautiful town of San Ber-
nardiuo, on tho other side of tho Sierras,
On tho 23d the wagons, pack mules
and all the meu, excepting three who
remained back to complete ewrffe wOrk
with myself, crossed the range that
separates the Mojave (pronounced Mo-
lmv-ee) desert from the flowering and
fruitful paradise of southern California,
For six weeks we had been working
in the desert, running lines, taking
elevations and plotting bmoW^ahA our work at
night by the pf dried
creosote and eapleSs sage brdsh. At
times we were sixty miles from tho
nearest water, and when obtained tho
water was alkaline. Many of our pack
mules, maddened by thirst, broke their
ropes and wandered further into the
desert to die.
Hard tack and bacon, and not too
much of that, had been 4he-R>nly food of
the men since we entered the desert,
and so the most cheerful became grum,
and the skin of the youngest gvew\dry
and parched as that of a mummy.- A,'
We did our work iu silence; even the
officers came to speak in whispers for
our throats were dry and our lips
cracked. Everything with moisture in
it parched as if in a furnace.
tlm alkali on the level expanses looked
Uke dazzling snow. The-fantastic lulls
•nd mesas were crumbling and burning
oxidation. in the forceful And Amidjut and nej^t|nt tfii^ |he mfi-age
would appear to mock us with lakes and
streams in which were reflected the
spires, domes and minarets of grand
oriental cities, such as might have been
built It by the genii of architecture. the
waa half past 5 in
•cd we hoped to reacu thepafJ by dgrk,
v^iere fresh horses would carry us to
town before midnight and Christmas
rt our horses staggered on, wo saw
three vultures riging from a dark object
» little to the rig^V- A glance through
my field.glass revealed the outlines of a
illustrate man and horse, stretched out
tide by side.
Years of this wild life had accustomed
us to such sights. Yet ns our hearts
wore full of thoughts of the joyous
Christmas days of the pk5t and of the
rest, fresh food and water for bathing,
which we were to enjoy on the morrow,
there was something inexpressibly sad
in (ho presence of death at such a
and at the foot of the purple
beyond which lay Eden,
Wo dismounted. reined in our thin, panting horses
and In that atmosphere no
01 ganic substance decays—it shrivels np
and becomes as hard and
as the glistening volcanic rocks that sur-
jrou&d it; but enough, regained to teH
«u (hat the horse ha4«$c* kseu jk
creature, and the saddle tetd equipments
were shch as the wealthy Mexicans of
•onthern California delight in.
tr The man was of medium height, and
(he carbine, pistols and knif^ still belted
slbout his shrunken waiatL fail
ily to resist Ho c
dark hair and i mustache,
CARNESVILLE, FR/ NKLIN COUNTY,i GA TUESDAY DECEMBER 22189I
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through which the whito teeth gleamed,
told this. We opened the saddlebags
and found $‘J00 in gold, the titles to a
Ko Ipt of Culiftnyiia mining lands made out
one ‘-‘Lopts Bolton,*! nud a bundle of
letters tied %ith a blue ribbon.
In the middle of the bundle there were
two vignettes—one that of a sweet faced,
motherly lady, the other that of a bcau-
tifuk giri, tii9r-uaiue V;Dc#-a'’at the bot¬
tom of tho picture, ^iaInted being;surrounded ^vreith by
a cately s of forget-
menota.
These letters were dated at “The
Elms,” but, as tho envelopes were de¬
stroyed, there was nothing to indicate
the town, state or .hmtLv One read as
d^ted ahd, curip?»ly ^oogh, it was
Christinas eve, 'll year before:
“My Darlixo Boy—I think of you at
ali times, but on Christmas eve you fill
iny heart so that I can think of
else, and if it were nott for Dora,
has como to cheer ine, I fear I could not
stand it. ‘Where is my Loni3 tonight?’
This question haunts me, and I picture
you out iu the deserts of that wild land,
homeless and friendless, still hunting for
gold. Ah, my boy, come back! Better
poverty than this awfpl aitjdety.. But
we cannot bo poor or o'there is
much love.”
Tho letter continue! at length in
vein, and it ended, “With love and
kisses and blessings from Mother.”
Tho next letter was also written at
“The Elms” on Christmas eve, just a
before. I cannot pretend taquote it in
full, but jevgry ; line bespoke a noble
womanhood and a profound love for the
absent Lcuis.
firmed, . “Do not -think ( me impatient,” she
vrt t>ut 1 feel more and more that
wealth does not mean happiness, and
that the noblest manhood Is not devel-
oped in the fierce struggle for gold. And
then, my darling, the world is not so
full «# objects worthy our love that
can afford to live our brief lives apart.
“You must not tfijuk that 1 am indif-
|rreiit to the Klfclejiial you exert and
the mysell sufferings*you dhdure. I often fancy
a man out seeking my fortune in
that land of wonders; hut I
when I think that you are
by the dangers which my fancy
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“Nero, fat and . . lazy, .. lies at .
grown my
feet as Iwnte.l call yourname, Louis!
my Loms^ and the dog starts up and
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comes back dejected and lies down
a moan. Ah, dear bey! if that
brute mourns your absence, how must it
be with us?” * * *
And so the letter we.*t on, full of
and gossip^ and. gossip and love, till it
ended with “Ever and. forever, Dora.”
We laid the body at the base of a vol¬
canic cliff, and covered it with stones to
save it from the vultures, then we
tributed the arms and saddlebags, so
to save our hor#©,.*and rt’shmed
dtfor the west, wre ft^peaks
the purple Sierras glowed like
fire opals iu the light of the setting sun.
We found fresh horses at the pass, and
then, although quite tired, we pushed
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trope tilled the air, and the ripple of
water came to our ears whenever we
reined in our horses.
There never was such a clear, glorious
Christmas eve since the wise men from
the east-followed tho star to Bethlehem
and the manger in wliich lay the Christ
child. Lights flashed through the groves,
indicating and and tho then happy abodes heard of settlers,
how we a song that
told of home, and the musical laughter»
of children whose special eve it was.
We found the hotel ablaze with light.
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wreaths and ban¬
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and doors. There 1
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^ the faces of beautiful
women and handsome
men wherever one ^ turned. From „ the
wide parlors came the rythmic fall of
feet and the swell of music,
Here was Eden, fbut bn asking the
landlord the reason for these festivities,
he replied:
‘‘ Ifc * weddrng. Mr. Louis Bolton,
from JJfi lL9 9ast ’ wa? 1 A arr ^ to ‘-
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Yes,; . here , he • L Let t in t-oduce .oduce
is. me
“he landlord introduced me to a tall,
- handsoi ^ 0 young xnan> and i at onoe
took ^ to room and showe d him
the arms and saddlebags.
Ag ^ as he saw the titles . he threw
his an)18 a ^ ^ ut my nec k, andto my sur-
prige he ki e<1 me and gh0 uted:
4 , you liave bronght a wed diug present
that makes me rich, rich as any honest
man w-ujts to be!”
of Briefly, Mr. Bolton’s papers and much
his ready money had been stolen six
months before by a Mexican desperado
named Gugn Chauz. The man was
chased into the desert where he perished,
so my sypapathy was wasted.
met tho dear mother, and I met
“Dora” thal'hioht, and I drank to their
health and prosperity as the church bells
rang ia Ch^knas day. \
KadVir Christines Carols.
Christum rols have been sung ever
since converted tho jr Christianity. tribes -of German^ There we-te
are
books by t core containing hundreds
of tiiem. 1 op Taylor observes that
the “Gloriain Excehas,” the well known
. hy . ^
hypjn sung the angels to the shep-^
herds at o«r'Lord's Nativity, wrrs the
earliest Chffettnas carol.- Bourne cites
Durandus churefi t|)'prove the bisbc»p3 that in. earlier ages
of the were accus¬
tomed on Cfer^traas day to. sing csrolg
among theiqclqrgy.'' The original of the*
Anglo-Norman; carol (translated by
Douce) of Tfie date Thirteenth centviry
is in the British museum. I; begins:' r
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Lot poor us^ek-oa..', fcjhstrels move BontBe^ar j p;t>. earjk
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BILLY'S SAjNYA CLAUS EXPERIENCE.
F COURSE 1
\ don’t believe id
A 7 1 •j ) j i any as but Santa Tommy such person Clans, does,
^4U- MbL.' fjr 1 Tommy tie brother, is my aged lit-
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5' tuas l thought I'd
W‘ >1 make for the some young fun one,
H 7i by playing Santa
Claus.bat as al-
Ft t * waygL happens
v -i when I try to
amuse anybody I jes got myself into
trouble.
I went to bed pretty early on Christ¬
mas eve 60 as to give my. parents a
chance to get the presents out of the
closet in mamma’s room, where they had
been locked np since they were bought.
I kep my close on except my shoes, and
put my nightgown over them so as I’d
look white if any of them came near me.
Then I waited, pinchin myself to keep
awake. After awhile papa came into
the room with a lot of things that he
jumped on Tommy’s bed. Then mam 5 -
•ma came in and put some thing* on
mine and iincur two stockings that were
hung np by tbe chimney. Then they
both wont out very quiet, and soon all
the lights went out too.
I kep on pinchin myself and waitin
for a time, and then wheu^I.was sure
that ever}"body was asleep! got up. The
first thing I went into was my sister’s
room, and got her white fur vug that
mamma gave her on her birthday, and her
sealskin cape that was hanging on the
'closet ,
door. I tied the cape on my head
with shoestrings and it made a good big
cap. Then I put the far rug around me
and pinned it with big safety pins what
I found on Tommy’s garters. Then 1
got marama’u uaw scrap basket, trimmed
with roses, what Mrs. Simmons broid-
ered for the church fair, and piled all of
the kid’s toys into it. I fastened it to
my back..with papa’s suspenders,” and
the^ I, started for the roof.
I hurt my fingers some opening the
scuttle, but kept right on. It was snow¬
ing hard and I stood and let myself get
pretty well covered with flakes. Then
I crawled over to the chimney that went
clown into our room and climbed up oa
top of it. I had brought my bicycle
lantern with mo and I lighted it so as
Tommy could seo mo >vhen I ctfuiCi’dowa
the chimney into the room.
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There did not seem to be any places
inside the chimney where I could
on by my feet, but the ceil-
in S & our room was not very high
and I had often jumped most as far, so
I jes let her go, and I suppose I went
down. Anyway, I. did not know about
anything for a iohg time. Then I woke
up all in the dark, with my head feelin
queer, and when I tried to turn over in
bed I found I wasn’t in bed at all, and
then my arms and legs be^an to hurt
terrible, mostly one arm ’ that was
doubled up. I tried to get up, but I
couldn’t because my bones hurt so and I
was terrible cold and there was nothing
to stand on. I was je^xtuck. Then I
began to cry, And pretty soon I heard
mamma’s voice sayin to papa:
“Those must be sparred that are mak¬
ing that nois9 in the chimney. Jes
touch a match to the wood in the boys’
fireplace.”
I hearjljiapa strike a light- and then
the wood began to crackle. Then, by
jinks! it began to get hot and smoky and
I screamed:
“Help! MurderT Pat out that lire lest
you want to burn me up!”
Then I heard papa stamping on the
wood and mamma calling out:
“Where’s Billy? Where is my chile?”
Next Tommy woke up and began to
cry nude very thing was terrible,, special¬
ly the pains all over me. Then papa
called out ve ry.^ruK 4 ^
“William, it you.are in that chimney
come down at once!” and 1 answered,-
cryin, that conklh’t? I WophJ if J couldj. fiut I was
stuck and
Then 1 heard papa gettin dressed,
_*nd. pretty w^ifc soon ke and John fjomfthe floWn
stable Upton thjp jroof’and let
ropes what \ puj ^ around me and they
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Jt.was jes Ouylishtand I was all black
and -«pohj' and scratched- aud>«ny ann; i
wafi IVWI broken. * - | Hiikp H § f : .f~ t
Evervbody' scolfied'ine mamma. *
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I hafi spoiled my sisteris bite rug, aijjl
broken all of Toni^iy s toys, and the
snow what went in through .tbe scuttle
melted and marked Hm.-durlor p3j4 ceiling,
beriaes 1 guess it cost. a good deal
to gefcjny ** arxrnhenJed.\ j^bjjswsntf(ejnhke N.ObbdV would
that
for Toaoiay ’myeijaarrd-
n , T oruised nrt+ice. plares hurt jde* for^
a U^ig lime. If play^tnta'Clnus^Agin. l!fte4'o. be>ud:Uion I
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CHRISTMAS THOUGHTS.
Copyright, 1301, by American Press Associ*.
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From heaven to earth at night's high Tkoouf
There flashed a ray of sacred Are,
And Nature's voice was all a-tnne
With songs of sweet desire.
O wondrous night! O holy morn!
When peace and harmony were born!
Tbe anthems of all nations ring
Over tbe seas from shore to shore;
Tbe song the Christmas joy bells sing
Echoes fort : k rmoro.
% tjhritA, v* vi b k Thy baby hands
jAdd rtud hold so many .lands!
May joy abide in every breast!
May loving thoughts and kiudness sway
The souls of men to quiet rest,
For Christ was tyorn today!
Let bitterness and envy cease.
t Am} all His children be at peace!
O spirit of-tliiaCbristaiastido;
Abide with, us, and give us power
To conquer upon every side
The battle of life’s hour.
And grant that we may know with Thee
•The joy of immortality!
11ki.:tj S. Oo.n a.vt.
OLD TIME RHYMES. .
Nine Quaint Chi^stiyas Verse* of Other
liuy*.
It was Thomas Tusser who, Pearly
three and a half centuries ago, Advised
all people to at—
Christnias play and make good cheer.
For Christmas comes but once a year,
In his quaint book, entitled “Five Huri-
drbde Pointes of Good Husbandrie,"
but it was previous to this that there
had been issued a mock play called
.‘‘Alexander and the King of Egypt,” tbe
conclusion of which is given in Ray’s
“Collection of Proverbs,” us follows:
Bounce Buckram, velvets dear,
•Christmas comes but onco a year;
And when it comes it brings good cheer.
But when it’s gone, it’s never tbe near.
fNoto— Boitneo Buckram is equivalent to
“throw away your old clothes.”] ’ '
Again, in a rare tract published in
1653, are the lines:
LcFri dance mid sing au< 1 make good cheer,
For Christinas comes but onco a year.
Herrick, in his “Hesperides,” treats:
Of Christmas sports, tho WAssell Boule
That tost up, after Fox-i’-th’-hole; ,
Of Blind-man butte, and of the'c&ro
Tliat young men have to shooo the Mare;
Of Ash-heapes, in tho which ye use
Husbands and wives by streakes to ebuse;
Of crackling laurell, which fore-sounds
. . A plenteous harvest to your grounds.
A writer in The Gentleman’s Magazine
for May, 1784, tells us that “the drink¬
ing the Wassail bowl or cup was, in all
probability, owing to keeping Christmas
in Feast |:ho same manner they had before'the
of Yule. There Was nothing the
northern nations so much delighted in
as carousing rle, especially at this sea¬
son, when fighting was over. It was
likewise their custom at all their feasts
for the master of the house to fill a large
bowl or pitcher, to drink out of it first
himself, and then give to him that sat
next, and so it went around.”
Iu Poor Robin’s Almanac for 1677. in
the beginning of December, he observes:
Row blocks to cleave tkis time requires
’Gainst Christmas for to make good fires, .
which salutary advice is still to be heed¬
ed in northern latitudes. * t
The Yule log figures largely in all tho
poetry of the Thirteenth, Fourteenth and
Fifteenth centuries, and of this Herrick
says:
Como, bring with a noise,
My merry, merrio boys.
The Christmas Log to the A ring,
While my good Dame, she
Bid3 yo all be free
And drink to your heart’s desiring;
“With the last year’s Brand
Light tho now Block,” and
For good success in his spending.
On your psalteries play, ,
That sweet luck may
Come while the Log is a-trending.
| Drink new the strong bccre.
Cut the white loafe here
The while the meat 1s a-sbredding;
For the rare mince pie
And the plums stand by
To fill the paste that’s a-kneading.
Albert P. Southwp.'s,
Can’t Have Too AIucli of a Qoo<l Thing.
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Maude—Yes; and. I have always told ad¬
that card so much. I Ethel
when she sent it to you last
that I thought ft was so pretty.
Better Still.
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VOLUMN XVI
TO A SPRAY OF MISTLETOE.
lA CDR1STMAS SOMLOQOT.]
One year ago above tbe door
You hung, and she was there.
I kissed her then, because of you;
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My arm stolo round her waist.
And then, because of you once more,
I kissed her. This in hasto:
For her papa was up above,.
And down the stair ho came.
TUi^ Because was last erf year, quito and yet lame. I’m-still, •
you,
Ton MAssoti.
The Truth About It.
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Stuffer—What do you think? Jones
has actually Invited me to dine with him
on Christmas day at his boarding house.
Dashaway—Ha! ha! Did yon ask him
if ho had a grudge against you?
Stuffer—Yes. He said no; that he had.
grudge against the landlady.
CHRISTMAS APHORISMS.
Pope Telesphorus, who died before the
of tho Second century, deserved
if for nothing else, for insti¬
Christmas a3 a festival. Ifc lias
celebrated ever s^ice in • all Chris-
lands, and lias given more happi¬
to children than any day in the
Mu..i.i& children happy’ is
essence of Christianity.
Of late years, Christmas fia-s become
more a domestic and mer]-ymaking
than a religious one. But it is
in the best sense, since it ia a
of peace and rest, and opens the
to human needs and human sym¬
The most satisfactory way to observe
is to do at least one good act
some of onr fellows. The conscious¬
of doing such an act Will inspire us
do others, and so sanctify the day as
make it ever welcome.
Christmas is always associated- with
good Jesus who, whether regarded
God or man, was the purest, kindest,
being that has walked the earth.
has inspired love m saint and sinner,
devotee and skeptic Alike. Men may
about creeds; but about' Jesus
his beautiful life, there can hardly
any difference of opinion, for lie pitied
who suffered and strove to heal every
heart. '
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Christmas lias gradually evolved -out
its theology and has come to stand for
festival of love. Therefore all men
it, for throughout the universe love
born of love and is worshiped for its
sake.
A clear conscience furnishes the best
for a Christmas dinner. *•
Christmas is a day to form good reso¬
It is easier to form them on
or any other day than to keep
for a single month.
No conscientious person can'enjoy his
dinner if he knows anybody
within reach to be hungry. Th*
that we have given food
the i»eedy provides ns with the finefet
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■Christmas was formed, in the era of
from Christ and mass. .In
practical and luxurious days it
signify that we should try to im¬
Christ an dealing, with the mass of
wi» are usually more or less
By so dealing with them
should make all days Christmas days.
It is bettor to be a Christmas turkey
the table than a Christmas goose at
table. Jcnics Henri Browne.
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Miss Summit—No, indeed. I expect
New Year’s callers.
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TWO NOTABLE WEDDINGS
AN ENGLISH MARQUIS WHO HAS
PROVED A CONSTANT 'LOVER.
After Forty Year** Delay He Will El*
pMM the Woman Who Charmed HI*
YoaUafel Fancy—Co«tly Gifts for a New
Feck Bride.
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Probably the most famous brtfleof the
present Lcmdoc season will p£ tho
Dowager Duchess of Manchester^ who is
to wed the Marquis of Hartington. The
duchess is fifty-five years old. well pre¬
served. clever and brilliant; the marquis
is fifty-eight, of very distinguished
appearance, and one of tho foremost
statesmen ia the British empire. While
he is cold and unenthusiastio in politics
he has ‘been a patient and exemplary
lover. Many years ago he was the
accepted suitor of tbe dachess, wito was
then tho Countess Louise Frederick*
Augusta, daughter of the Count of Alten,
Hanover. In those days, however, Lord
Hartington was more anxious to become
a poet than a statesman, and he su dis¬
appointed his lady love'a ambition that
she discarded him and wedded the Duke
of Manchester, who was ten years hi*
MuiOr. .
This was a sad blow to the romannA'
Hartington, but it spurred him to take a
more active part in public affairs. H*
nose tapidly in politics. In 1863 he ba
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ajATnfOTOM—Dnc-acuss of manchestw.
KSae a lord of the admiralty; in 1866 he
*>■»', secretary of war, and from 1868 to
JR\ he was postmaster general, Hh
-aet political distinction was his appotag>
anent aa chairman of the new labor (tta
niasion.
During all thld tuic® bo vaanained tro«
h) bM early attaebnaent. ' When the old ’
Take of Manchester died,-a, year ago, ft
^fora whispered that it would not bo long
the inarq»i3 would Iejid the duch-
Ci * to the altar. Great preparations are
being made for the marriage, which wjS
Wealthy. take place in June. Tho marquis is ver?
CSiatsworth, the family se&t
in Derbyshire, is one of She most mag¬
nificent of England’s stately homes. II
h&S been occupied very little since the
ancestral turf covered the remains of '■
Lvflrd Frederick Cavendish, who was a*
saerinated in Phoenix park, Dahlia.
The present Duke of 'Manchester
ried Miss Yznaga, a famous New York
beauty, when lie was Lord M&ndeyilh*''*
« match that did not meet the approve
of his ambitious mother, who hoped fa*
ki« alliance with a wealthy Eqglish girL
Another noteworthy wedding of ths
jeason will be that of Miss Elizabeth
Thompson, the Detroit heiresf, tp Harry
lie Gran! Camion, of New York. Mr.
Cannon is a well known eociety lead**
of considerable wealth, and has achieved
some reputation as a eculpto*, painter
and musician. He is also famous in co
tillon circles, and whenever a dancing
party i3 given by Mrs. William As tor*
Mrs. William o. Whitney or Mr. EL-
bridgo T. Gerry Mr. Cannon’s genias ic
Inventing humorous or intricate- figures
is called into requisition. : . ;t h i
Mr. Cannon is thirty-two years of age v
n? medium lieight and elegant appear-’
»nce, Miss Thompson is twehhy-twc
years old, and has a very pleasing face.
She is a blonde, rather under the medium
heigUt, with a slender, graceful figure.
Whilb nominally a Detroit girl, she has
Hvfed a great deal in New York, where
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she has the reputation of exquisite teste
in the selection of ballmnd street gptvh*
In fact, many say she is the best dressed
woman ia society circles.
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B,Ut CANNON—ELlZABBril THOHI-SON.
Mr. Holker Abbott, of Boston, will bo
toa groom’s best man, and Elisha Dyer.
Jr., Hamilton Fish Webster, Augustas '
Gurnee and George Bird will ac$ as
ushers. The weddiug will take place ip
8t. George’s church, oa June 9, and is
expected to be one of the most brilliant
events of the season. It is probable t baH
(he value of the presents will be $1,006/
too.
Mr. apd Mr?. Cannon will spend (lit
honeymoon in Europe. They will re¬
turn to New York in the fall, and take
up their abode on Fifth avenue.
Ad trie* to Unmarried Editors.
Tho wife of a newspaper editor appre-
obtteo her position end responsibilities
Md is alec appreciated by her husband.
At least that ia the conclusion reached toy
Mrs. J. J, Penny, of Pinckneyville, 111 a,
Who recently read a paper before the Illi¬
nois Press association on “Country Edi¬
tors’ Wives.” Hero is a bit cf counsel
ber address well worth perusal:
To the bachelor editor a word of adrice: Cg
married oh ouaa os roa can Hod a aabjoct. 1 r-
married mas present wiU a«ree with i-i«
that tho wile ot the editor ie to ti» count.-f
Bewapapei what the governor ie to the enftr a
U & necewar? adjunct to every well mr;*-
newspaper, and a man had as well try <•
4o hueinees without advertising as to puMi*. . a
realty tfrst clam paper without the inepiratma
encouragement of a good wife. She ia ?’ «
useful piece of furniture about the pti.it
or home. For instance, when her h «-
mad gets behind with his work, or help 4
the sets type, folds paper*, m&keeup.tf «
and makes the paste. In a pinch aho f- .*
manipulate With the roller on the old ba d;
Very little effort she gathers i*f
personals and society news, roods yr- i
poets hooka.
HoW {
y queer w«yi mere are t y
which le tnanage to live! A EL
Louis .Bum is said to derive a good i
eoma by foradvgt renting teingp turtles to the m>*
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