Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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j BEST ADVERTISING MEDIUM .?" > ?in? Western South Carolina? rates seasonable. subscription $1 per annum o JOB PRINTING 4 SPECIALTY. bswss^lsfc' v When a * 19?amamam ?j??????g-y?r?j ? ..- M? - I ? ??????w?? ^.u?-^^?^a=BglBBpill llltB ll BaMBPaBMBaMMOMTTiiiilBM I III I IWfijB I THE LEXINGTON DISPATCH. Jf Representative Reutspaper. Bouers Lexington and the Borders of the Surrounding Bounties Like a Blanhct. VOL. XXX. LEXIXGTOX, S. C., WEDXESDAY, DECEMBER 20, 1899. AO. 0 "jffl-JST GLOBE 1ST GOODS COMPAHY, Jb# T77-. 3S. lv?O^TC2ZTO^r, JR, IMC-A-IfT?AuO-EI3, Ir^vl' /i?ao MAIN street, COLUMBIA, S. C., /ILI ' '"nuOT^I^C Solicits a Share of Your Valued Patronage. Polite and Prompt Attention. l*bT I I " October 13?tf , V | YV WtiliWLl i I to buy a pair of Twojj Dollar Shoes that look ! i as well as a ?3.00 pair, ;j you can be sure she will Pdo it if she buys them i from LEVER, THE'1 SHOE MAN. P - ,n |i | You will do well to I j see these before buying. They are soft, fit well,.! are durable and stylish Lace or button. All j< styles. ! LBVEB, . THE SHOE 3IAX, 1603 Main Street COLUtfiJU, S C * September 20 6id Grow and Bear Fruit. ' Write for our 60 page ilWjbljJ* ustrated Catalogue and 40 ,aKe pamphlet. '"How to ^ Plant and Cultivate an Orhard " Gives you that in? ormation f?>u have so long Ba .vanted; tells you all about -? hose big red ?pples. lucious Tg&S&r peaches, and Japan plums ^*rn' with theiroriental sweetness, all of which you have of'en ivhaea tlm t TPPfi '*me from that produced MM EVERYTHING GOOD IN fijjflM FRUITS. Jf /^ftr Unusal fine stuck of SILVER jfe r>K MAPLES, youns.thrifty ;>ees Pj(_a m* A smooth andstroi ht.thekind '.hiit live and kp'W off ivell ?5gg|gEj2 N'<? old rouj;h trees This is f he most rapid jfrowine ma- ' , pie ?nd one of the mostbeaugBjpPgKfc ciful shad* trees. Write for prices and give J. Van Lindlcy Nursery Co., wrnimi OF SOUTH CAKOLINA State, City & County depository COLUMBIA, 8. C. Oipital Paid in Full $150,000 Ot Surplus . 3 \000.0*Liabilities of Stockholders 150,000 M $335.000.0? SAVINGS department. - Interest at the rate ol 4 p^r cemurn per a? nam paid on deposits m this department TRUST REP A R 2 MEN T, This Bank under special provision of it> charter exercises the office ol Executor Administrator. Trustee or Guardian of Estates. ' SAFETY DEPOSIT DEPARTMENT. Fire and Bnrg'ar pro. i ucyu?. for rent from $4 00 to $12 CO per yearT EDWIN W. ROBERION President A. C HASKELL, Yice President J. CALDWELL ROBERTSON, 2d Vice President g. m. BEP.RY, Cashier. February 12- ly THE eimu mmii he COLUMBIA. S. C. CAPITAL ........ ....$HX) 000 <? SURPLUS 30 000 W' FST\Bt.I-HE 1*71 JAMES WOOD* <>W President JULIUS W\I KKR Vice Pre* d-nt ERO.ME H SAWYLb Cashier | DIRECTORS James Woodrow. Jobn A Crnwiord. Jahus H Walker C. Frzsin tuons, W C. Wright, W. H. Gibbes Jobn T S'oan, T T. Moore J. L. Mim . naoarh. E- S Jovnes. This bank solicits a share, ii not all. of your business, and wil grant every favor consistent with safe and sound banking. January 29. 1897 - ly Saw Mills, Light and Heary, And Supplies. CHEAPEST AND BEST. er-ca?t everr day; wor* ISO hands. Lombard Iron Works and Supply Co., j AUGUSTA, GEORGIA. January 27? GEORGE BRU2T3 MAIN 8T., COLUMBIA, S. C., JEWELER "d REPAIRER ? Has a splendid stock of Jewelry, Watcher, Clocks and Silverware. A fine hue oj j Speotacies and Eyeglasses to fit every one. j all for sale at lowest prices. Bopairs on Watches first class { quickly done and guaranteed, at raoderat? i prices so?tf W. A. RECKLlW, A.STIST. COLUMBIA, H. C .. j IS NOW MAKTNG THE BEST PIC [ tnres tbat can be bad in thi* country and all who have never bad a real fij e pi'tare, should now try somo of bis late*styles Specimens c^n be seen at bis Gofe}?ry, up stairs, next to the Hub. I l ii 1 1 ? ? 1 A TBfEU ; BM|| ; i kWLETI1E Ikli m Tii MLS km 1WS. [Copyright, 1S99, by Jane E. Joy.] Marion's fingers were blue w?tb cold when she had finished making the beds. Uncle James' house was an old fashioned country dwelling without anything of the nature of a heater in it. There was a good fire down stairs in the dining room and one in the great square kitchen behind it. but a fire In a bedroom was a luxury unknown to the Croftroads unless in cases of sickness. Happily none of the Croftroads were ill at present. Indedd. to judge by the rollicking noise the young folks were making in the dining room, it was evident that the opposite con<fltion prevailed to an almost alarming extent. At Stony Creek the school holidays I ^ "TAKE IT, AND WELCOME," SHE SAID. lasted from the week before Christmas to New Year's, ami the young Croftrcads were therefore enjoying their midwinter vacation. "Jack, you and Jim behave yourselves." called their mother from the kitchen. "And you, Jo. quit making such a noise. Aud you. Cathie and Matilda, get to your knitting." There was a sharp note in Mrs. Croftroad's tones; but. on the whole, her "scolding" was not very severe. Still, to Marion's ears, unaccustomed to harsh words and equally a stranger to the noisy, rough ways of her cousins, the scene down stairs in the "living rooms" of the house was anything but pleasant. "No: I won't go down stairs," thought Marion as the vociferous shouts broke out afresh. "They would only tease me." The thought of Christmas coming tomorrow did cot make Marion happy. I.ast Christmas she had had her own sweet mother. What a change this from the happy, peaceful home life with mamma! The sudden death of l>t>r mnthoi- in thp snvinj' h;i(l lpft her r an orphan with no means for bcr sup- | , port , "What shall be done with Marlon?" j was the question that the relatives had discussed all summer. Aunt Patience j ] did not want the little girl at first. "As i ] if I hadn't enough of my own!" she j said in her noisily aggressive way. "If j she was big and strong. I wouldn't j care so much, for then she could help with the hard work and earn her l>oard aud clothes, but she's such a spiudling, delicate little thing and all spoiled with petting." Although Marion was little, she was past 13. aud she realized, with many a keen pang of grief and humiliation, what it was to be unloved and poor and homeless when it was finally decided that she must either be sent to an orphan asylum or go to Uncle j James' in the country. Aunt Patience yielded. "Oh, well." she said. "1 guess J one more in the family won't master much." Early in the autumn Marion bad been very ill with fever. One of the results of this sickness was a peculiar tend- 1 ency to fall asleep at odd hours of the day. The doctor said that as soon as 1 she had recovered from the "dregs" of 1 the disease she would be well again and that her relatives need not be alarmed. Marion always felt better after these daylight slumbers, which j brought the roses back to her cheeks : and made her feel strong. Rut the habit afforded her cousius a great op portuuity for teasing. Often she would awaken on the dining room sofa to tind them ail laughing at her and making remarks not at all complimentary or kind. In their still more mischievous moods the boys, and even Cathie i and Matilda, would sometimes tickle j I her face while she slept, saying, "Itcd ' head, sleepy head, go to bed." Naturally Marion grew to dread the i presence of her cousins when she felt I herself becoming sleepy. STxuly speak- j 1 J lug. her hair was not red. but a beauti- j ! ful shade of auburn. Aunt Patience ' j presently called up the stairs. "Ain't j you got the beds made yet. Marion?" ! "Yes. ma'am." answered Marion. Iler j voice trembled, for she was crying. "Then don't stay moping up there in the cold, or the first thing you'll be j falling asleep." j The little girl tried hastily to hide ' the traces of lier tears, out her eyes I were red when she came into the dm- j ng room. "What's the matter, Mary Ana?" ask- ! id Jim. Marion disliked to be called "Mary , \nu," and she did not answer. "Been nappiug already this morning, j Mary Ann?" asked Jack. "Say, Mary Ann, Mary Ann!" continued Cathie. "I would thank you to call me by my j oroner name," said Marion when she j ?ould endure the tensing uo longer. 'You know well enough that my name is not Mary Ann." "".Marion, your hair is awful red when the sun shines on it," said Matilda. "You can't deny it. I'll get you my hand mirror." "I don't want your hand mirror," said Marion. One of the boys now said "Reddy!" md the new nickname was repeated imid shouts of loughter. The cousins did not really intend to be unkind, but they loved to tease. SYhen Aunt Patience was tired of the noise, she came bustling in from the iitchen with her sleeves rolled up. "Be still, every one of you!" she said sharply. "It's enough to make a body wish there was no Christmas, the way you ?arry on. Here. you. Jim and Jack! Go right out and shovel the snow off the road to the gate. And you, Jo. go mto tne woouuouse ana cut Kinanng, A.nd you, Tilli** and Cathie, go dust the parlor furniture." This command left Marion alone in ;be dining room. Soon she found herself nodding over her sewing. "Oh, lear!" she thought. "I wish I didn't ;et these-sleepy spells! The boys will soon be coming in. Oh. for some place :o go and sleep quietly!" She' looked at the- big sofa, which was a sofa bed of the kind that folds i>ack. Marion noticed a shelf uuderleath the cushioned springs. Evideuty this was intended to be utilized as a place to keep bedding. The shelf was empty. however, save for a little pillow and an old shawl, and a width of lining cloth hung from the top. concealing the opening. The contrivance -eminded Marion of a berth in a sleepng car. and she had a sudden inspira:ion to creep into the cunning little re- i ireat and take her nap unseen, and so escape molestation. Aunt Patience was hard at work in :he kitchen preparing for Christmas when a rap at the door announced a stranger. "Good morning, madam," said a pleasant voice that seemed to suit the imiable, cheery face partially muf3ed in a seabkin cap. "Have you my old furniture to sell? It's my busiless to buy old articles that are in lemaud. renew them in my shop in :own and sell them as antiques." The nan handed Mrs. Croftroad a business card on which was printed. "Cassius juinette, Dealer in Antique Durni- j :ure." "Well," said Aunt Patience, showng the man into the dining room, "1 lon't care if you makq.au 'antique' out )f that old sofa. It's only a romping dace for the children, and they've got he cloth nearly all torn off it." "Yes, I see," smiled the man good laturedly. He gave the springs of the >ofa a downward press with his hands, examined the mahogany veneering and hen offered Mrs. Croftroad a sum of | noney that made her smile. "Take it, and welcome." she said, j ;lad to be rid of what was to her an j ?yesore and a nuisance. With the help of Jim and Jack the I sofa was presently loaded on the wag- j )n of the purchaser, and directly Mr. I L'assius Quinette was driving along j ;he smooth white road to town, congratulating himself on his latest bargain. In the city Mr. Quinette and his j ivife occupied the dwelliug part of the louse over the store and workroom. Fhey had their living apartments arranged very cozily, for they both had ?ood taste and plenty of means to | gratify it. "Oh, yes. I have every comfort and usury." Mrs. Quinette would acinowledge when Lor friends expressed ! rTT it i n ! 1 1 II. J Of I n I fv> \ ! \ q p QcQ^ll \ \J KrfK j OUT STEPPKD A TRIM LITTLE ROSY CHEEKED j MAIDEN. admiration for her beautiful borne, "but I often wish that there was some youag person in the house to call uie mother." Mrs. Quiuette was in one of these | wistful states of mind on this particu- j lar December day. As she looked out j of the window she could see the peo- ! pie on the street carrying home their j Christinas bundles, and she thought to ! herself: "Ah. me. if I only had a da ugh- ' ter! What nice presents I should buy ' for her! And I would have a Christmas tree for her even if she were a j big girl of 1G!" Presently she heard her husband's j step on the stairs. He came into the j parlor smiling. "Come down to the j shop, my dear, and see what I brought i home. 1 think I will clear ou it." | "Oh. I would rather have some one to spend the nvmey on!" sighed Mis. Quiuette as she followed him. "Won't it look Hue when I get it done ! up in oriental brocade?" said Mr. Qui- : notte. I The lady hud seated herself on the j old sofa, but she sprang up quickly, j with a startled look. "There's some ISIST | ' TOREGHRBm KK t -?mm. . ?. I H ?y^P? Afotf ?pa$j??)jpf ffcirf o'clock I go up stairs to bed ^ ^ j An f'et uafresi no say my prayers an cover up my head C } I An ska t nj J eyes ijt p good 'n tight an go to sleep, an then \ vl First thing I iraow it's mornin an time to git up againi C A Some n. ght;, er cctu se, don V seem so short, like 'fore the Fourthykr know. \ Or 'for' a feller's birthday, or the night jes' 'fore yer go/ I To visa grtm'pa?on, my. yet! they're kinder long, but/gee! The night that comes 'fore Chris'mus ts a million years to me, Seems 's if December,, anyway. V the longest month they hi ~ j ^ ~ v vr The months that's in the summer, why, they go so fast they whit* > T But old December crawls along, so kinder slow and late * That Chris'mus keeps so far away seems 's if yer couldn't wait, ' ' An when yer've marked off all the days but one, an that's most through* An yer've hanged up yer stockin right longside the chimney flue, An said ^Gpod night" an gone up stairs, my, don't the minutes creep I '(hrusb^vzben he^icQows itis Chris'mus eve no boy can go fo sfeep, a iLj A d i ^ .7 i? 11 )L =5=^ o o v Yet bear the old ball clock "tick tock" an hear the wiact^s^ An kinder soft an lone some like, jes' s if 'twas gain <ro snowt U An then yer wonder if it will, so's yer -can slide next day. An then yer think 'bout Santy an bis resoflejS^an 'his sleigh. V/"\ Yer wonder what He'll bring yer. anbe guener ify j/ * Yer wanted skates las' Chris'mua f & * / An then yer fry to git to sleep, in ^ Aa^ r? yg.L$a|Well, yc u~fesl- jetS^ thett^ I s'pose it mast be right, but. oh! sometimes it does sehn wrong That that one night boys wants so short should be so extra longt I've tried to tljnk out why it is, but all the 'scuse I've found * v Is that it's long so Santy he'll have time to git aroundJ f But I know this. I'm mighty glad I ain't a Eskymow A~ An has to live way. way Up tfbrth 'mongst all the ice an snbw. . \ 1 really don V see whal tpev dp. {he boys. I mean?ob. dear{! AfJes' think of wpitm throUgji d t/ighrJ hat lasts a half a yearr~? ' , A v 1.^ I Henry Jones, of Zenas, Ind., says: f 1 " My sufferings were almost un- Eg ' I bearable, and only persons having 6 TLbiaa i ^2Cn with this rare and H 1 la B Q 0 I ^reac^e(^ combination cf diseases H P 111 0 P 3 R can ^mao^ne "what they were like. B Bl BB3 Vw j v;2S COI)fine(t to my bed almost - | all the time. My doctor finally ta | acknowledged that neither he nor I | any one else could cure me. I B | would not give up, so tried dif- gj S ferent medicines, and finally be- b I? P ^aU U?e ^7^^arns' 1 1 ' 3 N box of pills helped me some, and || !| I took some more. The second fig r " II box began to produce the desired B IS result, and before I had finished B j? the fourth box I was at last a B ^ SB cured man. That was last March, H & p and I have not been troubled with g m these diseases since." ? From a El I p Fanner Plain Dealer, North Ver- ? ^ Pr Williams'Bgk Pills for Pale People fl S contain, in a cotrvensed form, all the ele 3 merits necessary n > give ne'.v life ami richness B 3 to the hlooil and restore shattered nerves. B | They are an unt tiling specific for such dis- g ; ac ffl tf s eases as loeoniort r ataxia, partial paralysis, H f3 u {ijS. ' dance, sciatica, neuralgia rheu- H @B * *11 m nerv0!.'<t 1 f^dache, the after-effects of g ll 9 1*^ g f jjf ^ sallow complex]* ns, all forms of weakness H 53 Dr. Williams* PirtJc Pi.'is for Pafe People are never g f? 3S sold by the dozen ar/sundred. but always in pack- m i M y ages. At all dmggo.ts. or direct from the Dr. Wil- H M ?j? liams Medicine Con.pany. Schoaectady, N. Y., 60 fl B S cents per box. S bor.tcs $2.50. g thing In it- living!" i te ^'"s jt a miracle" or a delu"My dear, you are dreaming"? ! sion of the senses? Even Mr. Quinctte, But just then the drear-" reafrzV ; sensible business man that he was, Up went the hanging curtain at the- stood speechless with surprise. Many back of the sofa, and out stopped a i strange ttungs lie had found in old trim little rosy cheeked maiden. The- i sofas-rings :unl thimbles and coins sun shining on the auburn hair, which am3 nameless curios?but never before was a little tossed over the pure white a 1?'rl! forehead, made a halo, and Mrs. Qui I As wi" be imagined, Marion was not uctte thought for a moment that it was a little surprised too. Looking into the too lovely a picture of sweet girlhood. strange fac-cs, ^she perceived^that both Absolutely ] Makes the food more d ROYAL BAKING PO were "kindly and instinctively felt that she was safe. "I be;: yotir pardon." she said, speak ing lirst; "nut l really do uot Know now I came here. I was asleep." "You dear little girl!'' said Mrs. Quiuotte, stroking the shining hair to assure herself of its reality. "I wish I had as good a title to you as I have to the sofa." smiled Mr. Quinette, addressing Marion after a little more talk and some mutual explanations. "I would give you to my wife for a Christmas present." "Thank you. It would be a present that 1 would like," smiled the lady. "But," she added, "perhaps the little girl's relatives are distracted trying to find her. Cassius, go right back and tell them that she's safe and ask them to let her stay with us until after Christmas. Wouldn't you like to stay, dear?" "Yes. Thank you for inviting nie," answered Marion. She felt a little thrill at being called "dear." Since mamma's death no one had called her that. Marion was enchanted with the beauty of the place. In the dining room were birus ana nowers ana a sideboard full of glittering things. The* parlor was a marvel of elegance, but the object that interested Marion most was the piano. "I wish I could play," she said. "I should love to teach you," said Mrs. Quiuette, who was a hue performer herself. Meanwhile Mr. Quinette arrived at the home of the Croftroads, bringing his strange piece of intelligence. Yes; they had missed Mariou, but they were not very uneasy as yet. He was a shrewd man. this Mr. Quinette. almost as good a judge of people as he was of old furniture, and he had not talked with the Croftroads very long until he saw that It wouid uot be hard to persuade them to part with Marion altogether. He approached the-matter very delicately. however; told Mr. Croftroad who he was and proved his respectability and b?siues3 standing. He. told of his wife's longing fo: a little girl and of their long cherished intention to adopt a child. When he came home, his face was beaming. "Will they let Marion stay until after Christmas?" asked Mrs. Quinette. "I think they will let her stay for good and all. Of course nothing is settled yet, but I believe mere win De no difficulty. So you can bave your Christmas gift, my dear." "Oh, Cassius, I'm so happy!" exclaimed Mrs. Quinctte. "So am I," answered Cassius. . As for Marion?but it would require too much space to tell of what this fortunate turn of events meant to her. Jane Eli.is Joy. UETTE1S TO) mukmm. Each year thousands of children write letters to Santa Claus and mail them. In large cities they are handed to the "blind reader" who looks after difficult, fictitious or erroneous addresses and are then sent to Santa Claus?at tiic dead letter office, Washington. Many children think Santa lives in New York, some associate the saint with the north pole and others think his proper address is in Iceland. It was no doubt a freak of childhood that to the words "north pole" on one envelope was added "Brooklyn." A New OrlttiJiS child addressed his letter to "Willie Santa Clans, New Yourk, La." There are no "return requests" placed in the upper left hand corner of the envelopes, which goes to show the sublime fait 1^ the children have that ' the latter simply cannot fail to reach Santa Claus. One boy wrote: Dear Santa Claus?My ma tolJ me to rite to you. I'lrase bring nie a gun and a pair of ruber boots. If you can't spare them both, plese I'll take the gun. 1 don't mind ef I do get my feet wet. John. I'lese, I want a real gun to shoot rabbits for our dinner. You mite bring ma a red dress. She looks so tired in black. Another little boy wrote the following: I wish you would kindly send me a noars ark and a cornocopa full of candy; good boy. A Philadelphia boy wrote this letter to "Mr. Kriss Kingle, Northland, North Pole:" I am a good little boy and dont get 4eross so please send me a railroad track with a trolley car run by electricity and a policeman set and a story book But what I would rather have is a baby sister than anything else. For years the dead letter office in ) Washington had an annual visitor in the person of a rich old man who would come a week or two before Christmas and get 20 or 30 of the many letters addressed to Santa Claus. Having made his selection of the more modest requests, lie would buy the toys and send them to the children as coming from their patron saint. Christmas came last year and went, but nc one called at the dead letter office foi the letters. The old man was dead. John It. Stbange. HstliiTisa Dnn't fail to make happy the Christ mas of some needy persons of youi acquaintance. Don't spend more than you can affon on presents. This is good advice, am of course you will uot take it. Don't tin J fault if your presents an duplicated, and don't tell your frient you exchanged one duplicate at u 1 Baking ^ Powder PVRE elicious and wholesome ! store for something else. | Don't bang up your bicycle stockiugs j or your watch. Don't tell children under 10 years of age that Santa CUus is a myth. This ; dear old fellow is one of the most beauj tiful delusions of childhood. Don't urge other people to tell what I tViflr rorv>ivp<1 fnr Christmas If thev appear reticent. Perhaps they didn't get anything. Don't tell some one who lias sent you a gift for Christmas that you will reciprocate on New Year's. Just do so, if you wish, without announcing it. Don't despise homemade gifts. Are they not the work of loving hearts and willing hands? (P. S.?If your wife gives you a homemade necktie, this doesn't go.) Don't give pictorial primers to girls who have celebrated their twelfth birthday. Give them powder puffs instead. Don't fail to smoke the new pipe your wife gives you. Do it with ostentation and use the old sweet brier when she's not around. Don't hint to a person that you are going to give him or her a present in order to prompt that person to obtain one for yourself. Don't try to enter a locked apartment with a burglar's Jimmy in order to deposit a present in your sweetheart's silken hose. Her father may keep a bulldog. Don't lie awake all night hoping to see various people steal into your room and leave packages on your dressing table. A watched pot never boils, j Don't wonder if the friend you remembered last year and who gave you nothing will do the proper thing this year. Don't expect your neighbor to overI whelm you with thanks if you give his youngster a billygoat. Don't give suspenders to a young man unless you are engaged to be lojlal: / V ) i v / \ DON'T GIVE A COMPLETE LOVE LETTER WRITER. TO THE OLDEST SPINSTER IN TOWN. married to him, and, if you are, don't forget to put elastic in the suspenders. Don't pretend that 3*011 think Christmas a nuisance and should be abolished. Just get off the earth yourself. You never will bo missed. Don't be jealous of others whose gifts are more numerous and elegant than your own. They may owe larger bills than vou do. Don't send expensive presents to new friends and acquaintances unless you are very wealthy. Don't take your best girl sleigh riding behind a team of colts that are only half broken to harness. A nine mile walk through the snow yanks all the romance out of the affair. Don't tell your sister that you had intended to give her a much nicer present. but had found out that the manufacturers could not get it finished in; time for Christmas. She may have heard such stories before. Don't give your wife a ?4d0 sealskin on a $1,000 salary. ; Don't look a box of gift cigars in the ?well, in the label. i Don't give your boy a drum aud then kick because he is noisy. Don't idly wish every day were Christmas because you have had a1 good time. One Christmas a year is more than enough for most people. Leon Mead. ifssiili (ijitlllx; : itamMLMitm THE 6689 H0B8EWIK. [Copyright. l^fO. t>v Mary .Jane Cooke.] j Tbe three great features of ChristI njas day are the tree, the dinner and i ! the hills. The tree is for the children. ! the dinner for the older members of * | the family and the children, and the >' j bills?the bills are for "pa" alone. This j article has nothing to do with the tree. 1 j It relates solely and exclusively to the 1 ! dinner and does not even mention the J bills. They will be looked after in due * time by tbe butcher, grocer and "pa." J It is plainly the duty of every good * American citizen to have a bounteous ADVERTISING RATES. Advertisements will be inserted at the rate of 75 cents per square of one inch s^ace for first insertion, and 50 cents per inch for each subsequent insertion. Liberal oontraots made with those wish* ing to advertise for three, six and twelve months. Notices in the local oolomn 5 cents per line each insertion. Obituaries charged for at the rate of one cent a word, wLen they exceed 100 words. Marriage notices inserted free. Address G. M. HARMAN, Editor and Publisher. dinner on Christmas day. with "torsey,, cranberry sauce and phnu [Kidding. ; The dining room should be carefully decorated for the occasion with holly*/ frs? i BRINGING IN* TI1K CHRISTMAS TURKEY. j evergreens an<l mistletoe, and the cb!l-? ilrcn's Christmas tree standing in one, corner of the room in all its glory will; materially aid and abet the appetite and digestion. The following menu; and recipes may aid the housewife in preparing a Christmas dinner that will) be worthy of the occasion: ; MENU EOR CHRISTMAS DINNER.' Riding upon the goat, with snow white hair, I come the last of ali. This crown of mine Is of the holly. In tny hand 1 boar The Thyrsus, tipped with fragrant cones of pin*. ?Longfellow, i Blue Point Oysters. \ POT AGE. Cream of Asparagus. i H0R9 D'OECVRES. ] Olives. English Walnuts. Gherkin Pickle*. j POISSON. Salmon. J Potatoes a la Windsor. Sauce Tartare. ; I ENTREE. v."; Sweetbreads, Larded. . . i ' )t-.: SORBET. C, J - Punch au Kirsch. ' *'t\ ROTI. ' Roast of Turkey. \ Cranberry Sauce. Celery Salad. . ENTREMETS. ? String Betas. Potato Croquettes. French Peas. Cheese Cakes. 6WEET ENTREMETS. J Plum Pudding a l'Anglaise. Vanilla Iceai DESSERT. j Fruit. Coffee. Cakes. ; ROAST TURKEY.?Singe and draw the fowl,' wash thoroughly both inside and out. wipe dry 'with a clean linen towel and then rub the inside' with salt. Stuff, sew up the opening and roast] with a cup of water in a moderate oven from oneto four hours. Many persons bind slices of salt pork upon the breast before roasting, using no water. J PLUM PUDDING.?The entire success or failure; of the pudding depends largely on the packing i and on keeping the water boiling around the pud-; ding without stopping for sis hours. It is neces-f sary to pack a plum pudding as firmly as possible' in the bowl in which it is to be boiled and to tie^ the cover of cloth tightly over it. The cloth will stretch enough for the slight swelling of the pud-^ cling, and the water will not get in. A deliciou^ Christmas pudding is made of half a pound of currants, a pound of sultana raisins, half a pound J of muscatel raisins, stoned and cut into large bits, and three ounces each of candied orangei peel, lemon peel and citron. Toss this fruit writh' a tablespoonful of dried and sifted Sour, or, belter I yet. sift this amount of flour?no more?over the! fruit. .Mix in a cup a teaspoonful of powdered1 cinnamon, half a teaspoonful of cloves and half a! nutmeg. Chop fine thre$-quarters of a pound of J the best beef suet and free it from shreds. Sprin-{ kle over it a liberal teaspoonful of salt and add; the fruit and toss the ingredients thoroughly.1. Now add three-quarters of a pound of bread' crumbs that have been dried and sifted andj moisten with a cup of boiling milk. At thisj stage add half a pound of sugar and sprinkle in* the spices that have been mixed together. Beat! together, without separating the whites frctn th?| yolks, eight eggs and add them to the pudding.'' ft should now be so stiff that it can be stirred 1 with difficulty, ar.u the only sure way is to stir itt with your hands as you would bread. Add now a j gill of brandy and one of sherry and mix th?< pudding thoroughly. ~ i r . t . Oaap* ! ^1 AH X JA.U V.WAL. < I as, m CKffimMs ?ij Kb ^ Mr. Ax?There come Tree and Turk. | i think I shall have to cut their ac-1 juaintnnce tiii.s Christmas. Foul-Smelling Catarrh. Catarrh is one of the most obstinate diseases, and hence the most difficult M ri<l of. There is but one way to cure it. The disease is in the blood, and all the sprays, washes and inhaling mixtures in the world can have no permanent effect whatever upon it. Swift's Specific cures Catarrh permanently, for it is the only remedy which can reach the disease and force it from the blood. Mr. B. P. McAllister, of Harrodsburg, Ky., had Catarrh for years. He writes: -I could see 110 improvement whatever, though I was constantly treated with spray! a"d washes, and alffer* *nt Ichaling remedies? ff fa in fHCt-1 could fe*1 lll?t / ?3a each winter I was worse f jSw than the year previous. 18S "Finally it wai brought to my n o 11 c < Ka 9pB that Catarrh was a blood Jff disease, and after think* /T ln? over the matter, 1 ^?r- -vySl -c saw it wasunreasonabl! to expect to be cured by / S(?g remedies which only reached the surface. 1 then decided to try S~ S. !5., and after a few bottles were used. I no* tlced a perceptible improvement. Continulnf the remedy, the disease was forced out of my system, and a complete cure was the result! I advise all who have this dreadful disease W abandon theirlocal treatment.which hasnevei done them any good, and take S. S. S.. a remedy 'hat can reach the disease and cure it." To continue the wrong treatment foi Catarrh is to continue to suffer. Swift'i Specific is a real blood remedy, and cures obstinate, deep-seated diseases, which other remedies have no effect whatever upon. It promptly reachei Catarrh, and never fails to care even ths most aggravated oases. * ^ ^ Fni> ninA/l S.d.d.TheDlUUU is Purely Vegetable, and is the only blood remedy guaranteed to contain no dangerous minerals. Books mailed free by Swift Speoififl Company, Atlanta, Georgia. "Put your tongue out/' said the doctor to little 4 year-old Gilbert, i Little Gilbert protruded the lip of bis t< ngue. "No, nc; put it right out," said tLe doctor. Toe little fellow shock bis bead weakly, and the tears gather* d in bis e>es. "I caD't doctor," be ventured at last. "It's fastened on to me."