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ME. BOWSEE'S CANDY I HE TRIES HIS HAND AT MAKING THE j OLD FASHIONED KIND. The Cat Gurgles With Joy at His j Experiment, Which Would Have j i Proved a Great Success Had the j Flavoring Been All Right. > [Copyright, 19C2. by C. B. Lewis.] JUST us the Bowsers hud finished dinner the grocer's boy handed in a gallon jug, and as the cook pulled the cork and found the J contents to be molasses she reported j that some mistake had been made. AT- i "tpere is do mistake, rtrpucu .u,i. i Bowser. "I ordered the molasses as I came along." "But how did you happen to do that?" asked Mrs. Bowser. "I am going to pass a homelike evening, and to help me do it I am going to make some old fashioned molasses can- i dy. I have been longing for some for months past." "But you can buy any amount of it." j "Not the kind my mother used to | make. You can buy a compound made | t up of glue, molasses, coffee grounds, j saleratus and shavings, but I don't j ME. BOWSER SA.T DOWN TO STIR TEE CONTENTS. want that sort. I never think of the old farmhouse without thinking of molasses candy. Mother used to make a kind that one could never get enough of o.irl T om euro T /vm turn rmf some- ! thing just as good." "You'll only muss up the kitchen and tnake the cook mod," sighed Mrs. Bowser. . "I shall muss up nothing, and the cook won't get mad. I think she will see what you fail to?the sentiment of the thing. You may smile at my connecting sentiment with molasses can'dy, but it's there just the same. Some of the happiest evenings of my boyhodd were spent in?in"? "In gobbling down molasses candy," she finished as he hesitated. "There you go! Woman, is there j nothing in the past sacred to you? Is . it nothing to yon that my parents are dead, my brothers and sisters scattered and that the dear old homestead is now in the hands of a wall eyed pirate j "BO ASLEEP IX ] who has turned it into a mule farm? By John, but I believe you would stand beside the tomb of Washington and haggle with a shoestring man over a cent!" i M'K/\ /\n + /ia rv*/v r\ ^??/\?vv < Vv ? -Luc taiur up uuui lutr uiisemeiiL and saw that there was fun ahead and gat down to wait for developments. "I am sorry if I hurt your feelings," , said Mrs. Bowser after a time, "but it never occurred to me to connect seuti- j ment and molasses candy. There are i *ongs about boyhood and pear trees, ! cider mills, babbling brooks and all that, and 1 don't know why they shouldn't siug of boyhood and molasses candy. The cook has just gone upstairs. and you can have the kitchen all to yourself." Mr. Bowser walked to and fro and Jooked at her. but as she said no more he Anally descended the stairs and began to work. The cat followed him, and as she saw him poking up the fire I and pouring the molasses into a kettle ' she walked around and gurgled to her- i self. When the jug had been emptied, | the kettle was placed on the stove, and Mr. Bowser sat down with a big spoon in hand to stir the contents and call up r?lrt rer>nl lections. There were more recollections than stir, and as a con- j sequence Mrs. Bowser soon got the j scent of scorched molasses. She didn't I feel it her duty to make any investiga- j tiou. however. Even when the kettle j suddenly boiled over and a great cloud of smoke swept across the kitchen and : upstairs, causing Mr. Bowser to cough i and the cat to sneeze, she made no in | terruption. "That's as it should be." he mused j as he stirred away. "There was always a buruy smell in the house when mother was making candy. That smell takes me back to the dear old days, ?i?aagqoomM.m wi mhiumki II na and I feci as if I could cat the whole ! out/it. 1 must watch for the air bubbles." In ten minutes more he saw them rising to the surface and poured the contents of the kettle into a pan to cool. In a dim way ho remembered that his ; mother used to put in flavorings, and. hunting through the cupboard,he found vanilla and cinnamon and put them in with a generous hand. As lie cooled a j spoonful, however, there seemed to be j something lacking, and after a mo- [ ment's thought ho went up stairs and j queried of Mrs. Dowser: "Don't you remember that I bought j n bottle of wintersrrcen essence some ! time ago? It's exactly what mother i used to use in her candy. Bless me. , but how many times 111 mv boyhood : I have hunted for the delicious winter- | green berries! ' "If there is any, you'll find it in the j right hand cupboard." she replied, "but j you want to bo careful. There are a j lot of other bottles there. It smells as if you had scorched the molasses." "Just enough to give it the right taste. I'll show you some candy that j is candy in about ten minutes. If this J smell gets out on the street, everybody j will be wanting a taste." There were a score of bottles in the ; cupboard, and Mr. Bowser ran his eye j over them and selected one and sniffed ! its contents ancl poured them into the j dish and stirred vigorously. This was ; the finishing touch. He waited to j grease his hands with butter and then i bore the dish up stairs in triumph and I set it down under Mrs. Bowser's nose ! and said: "If you don't say that this beats any- ! thing you ever tasted. I'll buy you the nicest bat in town. Pitch right in." "It has a queer smell," she replied as | she sniffed at it. "Your nose must be off. The smell is j simply delicious, and as for the taste? . ah-urn!" There was only one "ah?um 1" He j began to choke as he chewed, but recol- [ lecting that Mrs. Bowser had opposed i him he bravely hung on until she sud- j denly rose up and said: "Are you sure ycu got the right bottle i out of the cupboard?" "Of course I'm sure. What's the mat- j tor with you?" "It smells as if you had flavored it J with benzine. I know the cock had a j bottle of it to clean a collar." "But do you think I'm such a fool that I can't tell benzine from winter- j green?" he shouted, though he turned j pale and lost his taste for old fashion- : ed molasses candy in an instant. "We will see." He followed her down to the kitchen, and she picked up the empty bottle j and read the label and held it out to i him. The word "Benzine" was bigger than a house, but he had doped his | candy with three ounces of it. "Did your mother use this flavoring in your happy boyhood days?" she j asked as he turned red and white and ; a look of fear came into his eyes. "Am 1?am I poisoned?" he whispered in reply. "No. but it's not your fault. Is there j nothing in the present sacred to you? Why didn't you open a box of chloride of lime and douse it in? If you want I I fIIS CHAIR. J . j to die. why not stick your head into i the washtub?" "Wo-woman, I understand! I see through the plot! I?I"? "You sit down and think of your boy- | hood days." she interrupted?"of your j mother and old fashioned molasses candy and benzine and death! I'm going to bed. and I'll pitch that dish out of the window to the cats as I go along!" Mr. Bowser tottered to a chair and : sat down and thought and thought. At midnight Mrs,. Bowser came softly j down stairs to find him asleep in his ; chair and the cat sitting on the kitchen table to act as his guardian angel. The feline had a grin on her face, but she wasn't saying a word to disturb the harmony of the occasion. M. QUAD, i Ab!jah\ Fourth of July. Abijah Stone strolled off alone While yet the morn was hazy: The neighbors' boys made such a noise They almost drove him crazy. "I love my country well." said lie, "Dut think it is a sin, sir. To spoil July's sweet jubilee By making such a din, sir!" ! So. in a nook beside a broV-c, c-creneiy sounu asieep, sir, Abijah lay ihe livelong uav, Curled in a little heap. sir. "While in the town the brass bands j brayed And cannon boomed like thunder Ur.til a very small boy made A most tremendous blunder. For. just at dark, he dropped a spark Where sparks are very worst, sir; A blinding flash?a frightful crash? ? * # ? * A powder keg had burst, sir! Abi.iah found but scattered shreds When he returned to town. sir. And people standing on their heads Where they had just come down, sir! ?St. Nicholas. |( . When a ' ~*\ woman is ( nervous her C/ 'Ni^ ^imaginaC*' ** **J tioii gives ^2^^ fantastic ^^<5^ J and threat^ Jening shapes to ? the most fa ?. - I miliar objeets. By day J? >oK she starts in fear , ^ at every sudden } v^TZ; vX^\ or unfamiliar W ,- I / ,r\ \ sound. By I ? V \/ .V" 2 j "ight furni/ ture of licr room takes on afof ghost or gob, I?H$iPicis^v ^n* ^on can't f reason with the ^l^^^^^^r.erves. Neither ' They must be nourished and then the outcry of the nerves will cease as naturally as a hungry child ceases to cry when fed. For nervous women there is no better tonic and nervine than Dr. Pierce's Favorite Prescription. It cures the diseases which produce nervousness in women, irregularity, debilitating drains, inflammation, ulceration and female weakness. It tranquiiizes the nerves, encourages the appetite, and induces refreshing sleep. "When I began taking vour medicine I was not able to stand on my feet ten minutes at a time," writes Mrs. Hattie Borrailaile. of 113 Syriae Street. Nashville. Tenn. ''Had fallinv oi uterus, .r.d kidney and liver disease, and was so weak and nervous I could not keep still. Would take nervous shells and almost" die at times. I had several different doctors attending, but they could not do me any good. The last one I had said I would never get up again. Told him that I was taking your ' Favorite Prescription ' and 'Golden Medical Discovery,1 and he said. ' Might just as well take that much water each day.' But 1 thought I would give the medicine a fair trial. Before I had finished the first two bottles 1 was able to get outside the house and walk around the yard. I kept oa taking the medicines and they cured me.'' Dr. Pierce's Pellets cure biliousness. White rionno Menagerie, The Roosevelt youngsters have a passion 1'cr pets. Tlic barns of the White House are a menagerie, with a miscellaneous assortment of curious live stock. Blooded chickens are especially popular, and the president is said to have spoiled more than one surreptitious cockfight by his untimely presence. Somebody from Kansas has recently bestowed upon the small Rooseveils a brood of kangaroo rats of the finest pedigree and remarkable prowess in long distance leaps. Kermit lias just been presented with a pup of a fine performing dog owned by the editor of the Chicago RecordHerald, which is the pride of the young gentleman's heart. See if Yon Can. You can't stand for five minutes without moving if you are blindfolded. Y'ou can't crush an egg when placed lengthwise between your hands?that is, if the egg is sound and has the ordinary shell of a hen's egg. You can't get out of a chair without bending your body forward or putting your feet under it?that is, if you are sitting squarely on the chair and not on the edge of it.?Health. To Be ii-raped Dry. One time my father came home quite early and told us that he would not have to go to work for awhile, because the building in which his office was situated was to be torn down and a skyscraper built in its place. After awhile my little sister Madeline said: "Then we won't have any clouds or rain, will we, papa V"?Daniel S. Gurnee in Chicago News. The Little White Sna. The sky had a gray, gray face. The touch of the mist was chill. The earth was an eerie place. For the wind moaned over the hill, Eut the brown earth laughed, ard the sky turned blue When the little white sun came peeping through. The wet leaves saw it and smiled. The glad birds gave it a song? A cry from the heart, glee-wold. And the echoes laugh it along. And the wind and I went whistling, too. When the little white sun came peeping through. So welcome the chill of rain And the world in its dreary guise? To have it over again. That moment of sweet surprise. When the brown earth laughs and the sky turns blue As the little white sun comes peeping through. ?Sunday School Times. The Best Liniment for Strains. Mr. H. F. Wells, a merchant at Deer Park, Long Island, N. Y, says: 41 always recommend Chamberlain s Fain Balm as the Dest iinimenc ior strains. I used it last winter for a severe lameness in the side, resulting from a straiD, and was greatly pleased with the quick relief and cure it effected." For sale by J E. Kaufmann. That Was Different. Fond Parent?Why in the name of gumption is that kid of Xexdore's yelling around our yard? Fond Parentess?Why, George! I'm surprised at you! That is our own little Gladys singing! Fond Parent?Oh!?Los Angeles Herald. A Spreading Chestnnt. ''It doesn't take much to make some people conceited." "What now?" "Wliv, since the village blacksmith j learned how to mend automobiles he | calls himself a blacksmythc.''?Oliica- ! go News. Not Able to Share It. Hewitt?The editor says it will be at 'east a year before he can publish my poem. That's a long time to wait. Jewett?Yes; you might die, and then the whole disgrace would fall on your family.?New York Herald. ai mi sis RepresentativesNotlmpressed by Senatorial Dignity, Like to Spin Yarns at the Expense cf > the Conscript Fathers?Some Choice Examples Recalled ? Senator Hawley Questioned by Two Little Girls. Tilt Between Two Lawyers?Saved the Constitution ? Why Heard V/cuid Not Vote to Raise Salaries. [Copyright, 1C02, by Champ Clark.] A s naturally as a duck takes to water representatives fall into the habit of spinning yarns about senators, especially about the great dignity of bearing of the conscript fathers. Landis' Anecdote About Hawlcy. In January, 1001, when there were so many deadlocks tu state legislatures in the endeavor to elect senators ol' the United States. Charley Landis of Indiana told me this: '"Some time ago two little girls were strolling through the c-apitol to see the sights. Finally they reached the big doors of the senate chamber and started to go in. but one of the assistant doorkeepers stopped them. Still they lingered near till that particular doorkeeper vacated his post. About that time General Joseph T~> ITnti'lr.i* cAnot/M? t'i'Am Pr?nnnAtI/>iit' xv. Uti iV\? , otua tui iiuui \^v/uuv;v.iivu w, came through the big doors out of the senate chamber and happened to stop near the doorkeeper's chair to light a cigar. The little girls espied him and. attracted by his kindly face, sidled up to him, and one of them astonished him by asking, 'Mister, how much does it cost to get into the senate?' " Judge Rocker's Story. Hon. W. W. Rucker of Missouri, who was for many years a nisi prius judge, thus describes a tilt which took place j between two lawyers in his court: "The defendant's counsel asked leave to file an answer in vacation, to which the plaintiff's counsel objected, and the | court ordered the answer filed at once. | The attorney for the defendant insisted that he could not file his answer instanter. as his client resided some ten miles away, and lie (the attorney) had forgotten the exact facts he wished to I set up in his pleading, and he appealed to opposing counsel to agree to extend the time for him to plead. This was refused. With agony depicted in his face, he again pleaded with the court, saying: 'Plaintiff's counsel requires an impossibility of me. lie insists that I file my answer today. lie might as well ask me to make a o-year-old mule in a minute. It can't be done.' " Humcr in a Brief. If the average citizen wore asked to name the sort of document least likelv to contain even ;i trace of humor. I lie would hesitate between a lawyer's brief and a funeral oration. Yet all briefs are not as dry as a powder magazine. Iu his brief in the St. Louis court of appeals in the case of the estate of Susan E. Iloustoi versus the estate of John A. Thompson, which has been in litigation since 1SS1, exSenator Houston W. Johnson, an eminent Missouri lawyer, thus exercises his humorous faculty: "Without intending the least disrespect to old ago. an object always of the highest veneration, we beg pardon for a slight reference to the antiquated or musty condition of the plaintiffs' cause of action. It bears on its face the marks of time, a striking reflex of advanced years and unmistakable evidence of a ripe old age. It has seeu the frosts of many Decembers. It is aged and gray. It has enjoyed a long, silent and undisturbed ronose. scarcely surpassed by that of tlie immortal Rip Van Winkle. It is an old settler?that is, it -waits till old age to settle. At the time of its birth the sponsors, Susan and John, were yet in the heyday and gusli of youth, with a vigorous maturity budding and blossoming upon their faces. Yet notwithstanding they both lived out the time allotted by divine writ to mortal man a*d have been gathered to their fathers, their mouths closed in death and their poor, lisping, stammering tongues lie silent in the grave, the plaintiffs' cause of action appears to survive and seems to say in the last words of the immortal Webster, 'I still live,' and aft- J er an uninterrupted and unbroken rest reaching up to within a few weeks or months of the time allotted to it by mortal man to live, and after all its contemporaries have gone to that bourn from whence no traveler has ever returned, a new generation npon the scene of action seeks to accomplish that which in its infancy, its youth, its middle age, it failed to do. "The nronrietv of the conduct of those who have aroused this antiquated sleeper which has been permitted to repose until life was almost extinct may be reasonably questioned by ail fair minded, disinterested persons acquainted with the case, from which the conclusion is inevitable that it would have been better to have left it to the sleep that knows no waking. Oh, Susan; oh, John, had the cruel hand of death spared you for only a few months longer it would not have been thus!" The Ruling Passion. For several days after the fire at Willaru's hotel in 100! it was a theme for conversation in the cloakroom. Mr. II. J. droves of the Kansas City Times says that Judge McDougal. an eminent lawyer of that city, was a guest at Willard's and escaped from the flames dressed only in his robe do nuit, but even in that sad plight he gave another ilh straiion of the old Faying about the strength of the ruling passion. Ha re foot, bareheaded, with the mercury below zero, McDougal . .. .. aw? | walked up to a group of Missouri friends assembled on the icy sidewalk in front of Ebbitt's, and before any of them had time to congratulate him upon his lucky but narrow escape from death he astonished them by asking, "Boys, have any of you a cigar in your pocket?" Some one handed him a weed, and they fell to wondering why he didn't call for clothes or a blanket. The Constitution Saved. Rodenberg of East St. Louis, who has since retired from congress, said: "While the Willard tire was raging much merchandise, furniture, raiment and bric-a-brac were thrown out of the windows; also some books. Many attests escaped by means of the rope i ladders. When Judge Crumpacker of Indiana reached terra lirma, he grabbod one of his favorite lawbooks and in his night clothes wended life way to the Ebbitt. Mudd of Maryland, seeing Crura packer hugging his lawbook to his breast, remarked. 'Thank God. he has saved the constitutionV " Heard cr.d Culberson. Colonel J. T. Heard told this: "Several congresses ago Judge David 15. Culberson and myself had seats side by side. One day the judiciary committee called up and put upon its pasI sage a bill to increase the salary of j United States judges. Culberson, a member of the judiciary committee, I snnnnrtml nnil vntorl for th#? hill 1 voted against it. Culberson said to me, 'John, what did you do that for?' *1 am representing my people,' i replied. 'But you know very well, John, that these federal judges are not paid enougii. and therefore you ought to vote for this bill.' '.Judge,' I answered, 'ail that may be true, but I am not half so much interested in seeing their salaries increased as I am to so conduct myself here that no gentleman will be drawing my salary after the end of this term.' Judge Culberson shook his fat su5*es and said, 'Well. John, while you cannot he ranked among the solar walk statesmen you arc the most candid of mortals.' Culberson after that always addressed me as his candid friend." concluded Heard. A Compliment to Townc. It rarely happens that a man who is not a member of the house can or does, either intentionally or unintentionally, break a quorum of the house. That seemingly impossible feat was performed by Senator Charles A. Towne of Minnesota on Jan. US. 1001. the last day of his brief term in "the less numerous branch of the national legisla turo." During his single term in the house Towne established a national reputatiou by his great speech on silver. On the JSlh. when it was orated around that Towne was making a set speech in the senate on the Philippine problem, so many representatives went over to the north end of the capitol to hear the distinguished orator that the quorum was broken, and there had to be "a call of the house" before business could be proceeded with. Republican representatives as well as Democrats, Populists and Free Silverites deserted the house and crowded the lobbies and aisles of the senate chamber. It was a splendid aud unique compliment to the brilliant young Minnesotau, cue which he will probably treasure in his memory forever. From Page to Chief of Engineers. One of the finest gentlemen ever in the service of Uncle Sam is General John M. Wilson, until retired last year chief of the engineer department. lie is dignified, as becomes a soldier in his position, but accessible, affable, accommodating and kind hearted. I set it down as a universal rule to which there are no exceptions that a man who is good to children is a good man. One day last year I had business in General Wilson's office. My little 10year-old boy accompanied me. On the mantel of the general's room is an Indian totem, a rare curiosity. While he was giving all the informa.ion I wanted he noticed the child, who in open mouthed wonder was gazing at the totem. The veteran soldier, who l'ought from the first Bull Run to Appomattox, got up, went over to where the tiny chap was standing and explained all about the totem as patiently as any woman could have done, confirming the old saying that the bravest are the gentlest. General Wilson is a native of Washington city and was appointed senate page in 1S-PJ through the influence of Hon. George W. Jones, then a senator from Iowa. He frequently dined with William II. Seward, rode his horses and went on errands for the brilliant New Yorker. He knew all the notable men of that day. He saw Calhoun when he was in the senate for the last time, heard Senator J. M. Mason of Slidcll and Mason fame read Calhoun's last speech to the senate, which the great South Carolinian was too feeble to deliver himself; heard Clay deliver a speech on Calhoun and heard Webster in his great 7th of March speech. One day Senator William M.* Gwinn of California, usually called "Duke Gwinn," said to Wilson. "John, don't you want to go to the Pacific coastV" John said he woultf be delighted. Consequently Senator Gwinn secured tin4 necessary transportation, and the lad went forth to seek his fortune in the new El Dorado. He soon found himself clerking in a store at Olympia in the newly created territory of Washington. The time came when Hon. Columbia Cnsserly. the first delegate from J that territory, had to appoint the first cadet, and he wrote to friends in Olympia to select a boy suitable for the place. As Wilson was the only boy in the embryo capital of a great state that was to be and now is, he was selected and left off merchandising to begin soldiering, which he kept up until retired to the great credit of himi self, his sponsor. Delegate Casserly; the northwest corner state in Uie Union and the whole country. CIIAMP CLARK. 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