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FORMK N FOLKS I FIRST QTI TH NFN HEAVEN. God fills 1 :■< e '> i' heavens with grandn. >th< l ' , wemusteome day go up anti the?e dear old souls, God will let us go ujk -n d toll them of the results their infiu’onc'-. Among our first questions in Heaven will be. Where is grandmother? They will point her out, for we would hardly know her ev-n if we had seen her on eartli, so bent over with years once, and now so •freight, so demos eye through the blinding of earthly tears, and now her eye as dear as Heaven, so full of aches and pains once, and now so agile cith celestial health, the wrinkles bloomi g into carna tion roses, a d her step like the roe on the mountains. Yes I must see her my grandmother on my fathers side Mary McCoy descend ant of the Scotch. When I first spoke to an audience in Glasgow, Scotland and felt som-what dif fident beinp a stranger I began by telling them my gr ndmother was & Scotch woman, and there went up a shout of welcome whi . h made me feel as easy as I do here sitting in mv chair writing for the Hubt ler. You must see those women of the early nineteenth century and the eighteenth century the answer of whose prayers is in your welfare to-day. SWeEI' peas. Among our most c lariuing fl w ers are Sweet Peas ; rtill many tail in their cultivation. 1 never saw finer apeninieus than those raised bv a dear little woman in King •ton. Her pleasure i" r lining them geemed to be iu hav ng them t< to her friends. She plants the seed in the spring as goon a* ihe g nund i# soft dLnough to work, but plants them deep—from six to eight iuch-s. She put hereout last December, as ihe ground was Boft nnd easily worked ; but then put them in t'*n inches deep She has used bushes fortraining them, then the vine finds each lit’le twig ; but the pret tiest of all is wiregtuae or lattice, the kind wi’h large u eshes as large as the bottom of a cup or larger; the kind usi d by many for thicken yards also is much used fir vines instead of wooden trel ] sea The plnut makes a perfect A ud beautiful mat. WHY SHE THOUGHT SO • An exchange reports a 1 ittle seem vhich, it me < harolv be said, did nit occur in the new Hustler of eIoME duilding Avery pretty young woman eute <-1 the -oi tor’s room wll h a delicate Hush on her face. I suppose you dont care for poetry here, do you? 1 she inquired •'No.’’ Baid the editor, diplomat ics! y.“ 1 can't say we do. I guess el as much from the verse you publit-bed. she rej< iued. And she went out. HINTS FOR MOTHERS I have two children whom others c .11 bright and pretty, and uatur i ly I am not the one to contra diet that statement. I knew noth ing about the care of children un 'il my own home was made happy ~ ,d blessed by their presence ; bindingiha< what experience hai eight me may aid some auxiou'* oung mother, I m few or I , things necessary to keep baby well. For colic, deny yourself acid toods and beans for a few months. < ive little medicine. Regulate the bowels. Keep the ’ y warm, Supply fresh air and l_ ve a daily bath. Use common - .so ;i« nursing; have regular I • urs if posssble Din’t nurse too -fton; a delicate child may need nurse more often than a strong ou ‘,as it takes 'lore. .he best and easiest way to i aka child ,of frequent nursing e io allow a third p-rson to amuse i r hen it gets restless for dinner. I mother reminds it of its food. If atrouga little crying will hurt ji less <1 an inuigebtion and pain IHE HUSTLER OF ROME, SUNDAY NOVEMBER, 11 IL " nen weaned, give plenty of xhobome food at meal times, and between men Is « baked apple era little milk gruel or clear soup, nnd when two years old many of the fresh fruits and vegetal.lm, also tender meat. When three years old, a hearty meal at meal times shou'd answer. Don't allow it to play in water. Give barley water for looseness, and avoid prunes or oatm^a 1 . For constipation give plenty of prunes and oatmeal strained, milk and a little btigar ; rub gently the abdo men with olive oil occasionally, at eight. For a child over a year, a small part of pure glycerine suppository or an occasional warm water injec tion is a help to constipation. Av id dependence on either; try to regulate bv careful and suitable diet. Watch results. Lastly, remem ber no one can fill a mother s place though the highest wages may be paid. Na one can fill a fathers place iu the heart and training of his lit tle ones if he neglect his dutv. No one can ble»s them as He who said ; “Feed u y lambs ” DESIRABLE IGNORANCE. ft is a very good thing to know how to swim, but a bad thing to be reckless as a result of the accom plishment. At a riverside picnic not long ago some youn? men a-«ked a la dy to go out with them in a boat Come vn! they called. There is not a partie'e of danger. Vi el', the lady Baid. I suppi se you all know how to swim? The young men weie compelled to confess that none of them could swim. Ob well, said the lady, In that case T go with yon. It none of you can swi.ii, you will be careful. She entered their boat, quite con fident that they would not tip it, nor rock it, nor pi»y «nv of the jokes which foolish boys O letimes p'ay on the water, because we can swim, you know. HER TWO BOYS. A reporter for the Chicago Tri bune describes what he calls “a domestic drama, witnessed on a Michigan Central train the other day. A ta’l, fine-looking man and a handsomely dressed woman sat just in front of a plainly dressed, lady of perhaps seven ty y’ears. Once in a while—pretty often—the man turned and made some remark to the elderly woman whom he called mother, and whose eyes showed that she was proud and fond of her son. The younger woman, his wife, seemed some what less cordial, but she, too, once in a while turned and dropped a word or two. By and by the porter announced that dinner was ready in the din ing-car, and the young man said: Well, mother, Emma and I go now and get a dinner. You know she meds something warn. You have brought your luncheon, I no tice, and I will send you in a cup of tea. After thb couple had gone “mother” sat looking out of the window, in deep thought, appar ently, and perhaps not altogether 'happy. Finally she reached under he seat and brought out a little worn, black ba«ket, and began fin gering the ribbon with which it was tied * Just then the train stopped at a station, the door was flung open and a cheery faced man stepped in side’ He looked eagerly up and down the car, and his glance fell upon the old lady. Mother! he cried. John my John! answered the lady, and the two were clasped in a loving embrace. Where are Frank and Emma? he demanded. They have gone in the dining car. Emma isnt strong you know and has to have a hot dinner. This last remark she repeated in answer to a look in Johns eyes. And you dont want anydinner I suppose? His eves fell up<>n the basket. He mustnthurt his moth ers feelings and he checked h’m self. Aren’t you glad to see me? be said. Aren’t you surprised?! found I could meet you here instead of waiting till you reached Chicago. And say, mother, isn’t that the same basket that Frank end I used to carry to school? Yes thought so. By this time there wai a smile on the mother’s sweet face Well, Baid John I’m pretty hun gry. Suppose we keep this for sup per and you come with me and g'-t a good hot dinner. No ;no ftxouaei As they left the car the ytr.et 'lie other couple. How do you, Emma? Mother and I are going iu to dinner. At Chicago the people who hsd seen all this saw a handsome young man, with a tittle black basket on his arm tenderly assitinz a sweet faced old lady through the crowd to a edrrieg i. As for the othercou pie, nobody seemed to have any eyed for them. A DARLING LITTLE DUNCE. Sbedid not. look at all like a dunce he sit on the lowest step of sea | the house that the workmen were £ ~ isbing on the inside, I wonder whose house it was to b and I fancied that the little girl mighs know. Can you tell me who is building this house? I asked. Oh, my papa, she said, looking ii t> my face with the brightest bh e eyes 1 ever saw. And who is papa? I asked, “Why, he’s papa! she said, with loving emphasis. Yes, but what is your papa’s name? His name is papa. But what do other people call him? I urged. They say Mr.— what? I —don’t —know, a little cloud coming over the sunny face. Can’t you recollect what strang ers call your papa, gentlemen who ask you if he is at home? Don’t they ever ask you that? Oh yes; they say is your papa at home? Well what is y< ur ntme?lask ed, thinking I might now find out what I wanted to know. Celeste, was the answer. Celeste whai ? Celeste Rosabel Marguerite That's enough isn’t it? Mama says I have almost as many names a« a princess. Just as I was turning away a girl of about 8 years ran out !r >m a house opposite. There's Bessie 1 P'rap’s Bha’ll know. Bessie! Bes-sie! And Bessie came. Bessie what is papas other name besides papa? Why Mr. Griffith of course. What a little dunce you are? Am I a dunce? and the blue eyes filled with tears. You are a darling, I whispered, taking the sweet upturned face b' - twean my hauds at d kissing it. , Then the blue eyes smiled again and the dimples danced back to their place and I continued on my way down town. ft SKETCH The mid-night hours, Silent e' reigns supreme. A cheerful fire burns in my grate. Streaming through the half closed blinds is the mellow rays from the lovely “Queen of Night.” The lonely “tick tick” of my watch indicates the seconds as they pass into the eternity forever gone. My room mate has long since entered the golden gate to “Dreamland.” I sit in deep meditation. My mind wan ders back to cherished scenes and faces of the long ago. Oh! how natural they look. If the lips could speak again. Some one bends over me. I cast my ‘eyes upward. It is my precious mother. How sweet her smile; how loving her voice; how tender her touch. No doubt she now thinks of her absent boy. I strain my eyes to catch another smile, but alas! she has disappeared. Another Joved face appears, oh; but it-looks so sad, so different from what it did . I when last I looked into the deep brown eyes. Be gone, I cannot see , thee longer. And now before me stands in queen-like array, one whose presence thrills my being with joy, and sets in time every tender cord of the heart and soul. Do not depart. Linger for a little while for I am sad and lonely. Hush. What is that? The clock from the city tower is announcing the hour of twelve. Farewell sweet memories till anotherjtime. . P. C. F. 518754,34.! Represents Our Orpal Purchases FORTHE FALL SEASON JBOE TRADE 'our duplicate orders amountto I 1 1/1 IM $->,000,00 I And the Shoe T r ade Season just Opened. AVe can Account for this very flat tering TRAJ )E in no other way than for the reason that the people are outfor thebest values possible so» the least, outla vof CASH I WEARELEADRES IN LOW PRICES -4-Who DARE MAY FOIIOW4- KS Our Specialties includes the Entire line.M EgWename only a few, M Our Ladies Grain Button at 75c equals Highlij Km “ Dongola ” Pat Tip, Opera Toe, All Solidyl EBiforsl ,25. Same shoe in common sense is nctg]| RSequaled in this mar ket at $ 1,50 R| Our Ladies Fancy Dongola, $2,50 Shoe forwl R3s 1,50 is creating Panic and Consternation atM ®a“High Price’s” headquarters. pJ Dont neglect ou» $3,50 and s4ooLadiesEx-M KHtra Fine Dongola Kids at $2,1 Oto s>,6o. IM □ Our mens line represents everything from aM Pegged to a hand sewed-at 60c tojjj gMSS,OO. ] A full linechildrens, 40c to $2,00. Always giv-M S«ing you big Valuable and receiving only smallgM JU Our Dress Goods Dept is full of choice Pattern® latest gooos and lowest prices, . I Dont forget that we carry an immense stoC .jß first Class Clothing, Childrens Boys and Mens suim and Over Coats. A large Invoice of the latter boug ■ 25c per cent under regular price. See them-at ■ W.II.COKEB&d I 19 <Sr ’2l Broad St. Rome Gra« I