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u DOROT'SS M PRODiGAL. w A Thanksgiving Story. "Well, I don't s'pose anybody eve saw the likes o' that!" said Miss Polly. The thing that nobody ever saw the like of was a tear. It had rolled dOW1I Ilss Polly's wrinkled cheek and fallen on her hand. Whilo she looked at it curiously another tear slipped down the other check and dropped beside its fellow, w~'here it glistened as her hand trembled. "Well, I vowl" murinured Miss Polly, in amazement. Words could go no further. When Miss Polly "vowed," there was noth ing more to be said. All this was be. cause the physician had como in from the other room and had said In his genial way: "She's ever so much bettor this morn Ing, Miss Polly. I think she'll pull through." That was how it happened that the two tears were glittering on Miss Pol ly's hand. They were very inconsist ent tears, and Miss Polly had always been consistent. It was like turning her whole life wrong jde out, and shte realized it. In the first plio, Miss "YoU ARE AUNT POLLY," SnE SAID. Polly had never been an attractive wo man. She wias grim and harsh an1t hardworking. She was really a Mrs Stephliens, hut 1he was married aftei having been1 an1 "old iiiaid' for 4Oms years, and her old nuiruie still clung tc her. 11er husbnid was a mild, qule mIan and had lived but a few year after their marriage. People said thai Miss Polly ha(d "1driveni" hill to deatl! and that Ie had beenl forced to die tc get a little rest. There had been a child, too-Ah, MIs Polly's grimi face took on IL look o1 [ainl when she thought of hiull-4 hansone, high sl)irited boy, vhi would not be "driven," and yet she ha( tried1 to drIve him. It hand never oc eurred to her that there was any othel way. Thec result had been that lie let1 home when lie was 1., and she huI never Iieardl from hiim since. From that (lay Miss Folly had growl miore grim than ever. She mamdo friendi with nob~ody. She repelled everybody I1er blac(k eyebrows drewv nearer to. gethier in a f'orb'l~ing frowvn. Iler voice grewv harsher and colder, and she became, as the years passed, mnort gaunt and iron gray. Poor old Mist Polly! People pitied her, but they were wvise enough to let her alone. One day a letter camne from ai lawVyer In a distant city. It said that her only sister, Mr's. Mary Aiston, had (lied, leaving her a considerable p)roperty "1ii trust for my adopted dlaughter, Doro thy Carew." "Fiddlesticks!" exclaimed Miss Folly. "Mary always was a fool!" And she threw the letter into the fire. A week later she saw ai carlriagc (Irive upl to her gate and~ deprQjXHt thmr a young gir'l, wit- -trunk and boxes. The girl '~aid the dIriver, and( the car rh9 -'enit away, and then Miss Folly, .,ugry and amliaz/ed, went and( stood it the door, ready to warns thme intruder off. The girl came up the walk and looked1 straight Into Miss Polly's face with her pr1etty', frank brown eyes. "You are Aunt Folly," she said1. "1 know because I have seen your ple ture. I am1 Dorothy Carewv." And then, before Miss Pol1ly could say a word, tihe girl took one of the hard, wrinkled handls in both her own and leanedl forward and kissedI the withered checkr that had been unikissed' so long. There was a miomenit's fieree struggle in the old wonmn's breast. Then she saidl in lher own grim way: "'I reckon I'll hav'e to help you bring in your things. There's nobody else." She marveled at herself wvhen she founid herself tugging at the heavy trunik and helping tils girl, this Doro thy Carew, wh'lomi nobody wvantod, t( get her things into the hall1 and from there( ito the "'sparO bedlroom,"' whik'l had b~cen unloccuplied( slice her' boy hia( slept there. "I1 wasn't a-iook In for' you,'' she sai( then, unlgraciously eniough, "but r'eckoni you i1an stay a few (lays til: you git resi ed inp" "Oh, t hantk you '' cried1 Dorothy~ sweetly. '"This is a lovely 01(1 plaice, Aunt Polly! I low y'ou miust kiv1 It!" She was looking out of' the wvindowi as she sp~oke. 1luslde th le hiouse every thming was bariie anid uniattractive, but1 when she glanceed ar~olund her only3 thought was, "I [ow pretty it might he madl('" She begani imakinig it thlat v'ery (liy. 10ven Miss Folly's stern~1 face2 relaxed whlen she looked in upon it that even lng. Pretty picture'La and1 tiny shelves with dainty silken hangings brighten ed up the walls, and(1all about the room .were chlarmninlg nothilngs that p~leased1 tho eyes of tile 01(1 wVoman. And( yet she did( not acknkowledlge it. No, in deed! She said( somiething sharp in stead1 about "all1 that flummnery" aind inthuntedl that it was niothinig mooro thian "a trap to catch the dust." "Oh, Il never let the dust get into thiem! " said that strange girl brighltly. "And It 15 so easy to mak0o( a hlomo pretty I" Amid thlen pretty things began to blainm out al1l over thle house, even in1 Miss Folly's room, that stiff room with: catuirs. Oumunow xne arn awr'ttio angularity molted away as if by mag c. Bits of bright ribbons looped back tho curtains. In one corner suddenly ap peared a little shelf with the daintlest pink vaso upon it and a rose in the vase. Oh, she was a wonderful girl, this Dorothyl One day sho went up and laid her fresh young check against the old woman's shoulder. "Aunt Polly," she said, "I miss my piano very much. I left it boxed up ready to ship. Suppose we send for it." And Miss Polly sent-grii old Miss Polly; who had always considered mu sie of every kind an invention of satan. When the piano camie and the people saw it carried into that house, they crowded around the gate and stood on tiptoe and peeped over the fence. Sev eral were heard to declare that Miss Polly was undoubtedly crazy. She caie out then and shook her fist at them, and that was so much like her old self that they concluded her mind was all right after all. llut, if not crazy, then what? And Dorothy's musici She liked best to play- when the twilight was in the house, aid the old woman would sit over by the dim window and look at the sunset sky and listen. Dorothy knew little about classic music or bril liant effects, but she could play many of the old tile pieces and sing them, too, it a voice sveet and tender. At last something iappeled that sbowed tile lonely old woman that this wis not iluite so bad at workl as she had thought it and that she had even mnisundelrstood herself. Dorothy was taken Ill. It had seemed nothing but a slight cold at first, but by the next evening it was so much worse that Miss Polly herself put oil her bonnet and ran for a physiciani. And so for liuly days they battled with the dis ease that had laid its hold upon the young girl and would lnot give her 111). Then Miss Polly began to learn. Peo ple that she had not spokell to in years camtle to the door and asked if they might help take care of Miss )orothy. An old woman that had been Miss Pol ly's m1ortal enemiiny and whomit she had passed in the street a hundred times with her iead turned coltellptuously away low iatliuted the house with dainty dishes whlch she hoped might tempt the invalid. Even the boys of the neighborhood, between wilol and Miss P1lly there had bem bitter warfare, hung about the gate now, and whent their ancient ellen'y appeared they asked her if they couldn't "be sent on an errand or some thin." "I didn't think she knew one o' these p01le," said tile bewildered Miss Pol 1y. "I didn't suP)ose she knew any i body but me." And so it cam11e to pass that when the doctor came out of that quiet room one day and told Miss Polly that the crisis wis past and that Dorothy would get well tile old woman sat and looked down at the two tears that had fallen upon her wrinkled iands and said to 0 herself: "Well, I don't s'pose anybody ever saw the likes o' thtt" One day-, when tihe invalid had growvn strong enotugh to 'it ump an~d was in the great armehciair all wrapped up in blankets, Miss Polly satid in her ownu abrupt wvay: "I'm goin to keep) Thanksgivin, Doro thly." Dorothy's eyes flashed with surprise and plleasure. "Don't you-hlaven't you always kept it?" site asked. "No, i've never kept it. I thought tile day' wias nothin to mae, and( so I shut myself tp and wvorkced harder lihan ever and hated other p)eople ror nkint so much of it. But now this Is different. I'm goin to cook a goodl din ner, mcy dear-, and you shall ask the guests for your part. I reckon you'd better invite thle choir people, some of 'emt, and Colonel Daly's daughlter, that's been here to see. you so many times~f." "No, Aunt Polly," was all thtat Doro thy said, but her pretty pale face was suddenly ilushed, and her mind wvas already busy with plans. Whlat a Thanksgiving they would have I "Cook ever~ so mluch, Aunt Polly," she said coaxinlgly. "We shall want the two long tables put together, and I 'want them fairly filled, becauso the people that will be here wouldl not have hlad any Thanksgiving at home." The next day Miss Polly stood at the pantry wvindow and watchled tile guests conmc. The fIrst arrival was thlat poor old Mrs. Day, who hlad not walked a step or been outside of hecr own mis erable hlouse for mor01e than 15 y'ears. Dorothly's friends, thte boy3s, had ear riod her over, chlair and all, in a kind of tritumphlal p~rocession, anld wihen they set the chair dIown they went out side and gav'e thlree ceeors for D~orothy and thre'e moire for Miss P'olly. Then came thlreo girls fromn the fac tory, Country girls, far from 110m11 and1 withl few pleaIsures that were safo ones. In) atl l ht great, huay83 town no0 body rememberedl thlem but Dorothy, it seemted. The!) thtere was the old gentleman Iwith tile shlabby clothes andl the court ly umannluers, tile old gentleman thalt livedh all ailonto in a little room att the top of a big house. Whlat a pretty picture Dorothly made(1 goinig out to metet 11111 and1 pretendinlg thalt lhe was assisting hler up1 the step~s whenml all tile timle $11e waIs hlinlg 11im1 And thlere wer.e manIIy othlers, enloughi to fill the long tablde. Just as tile)' wvero ablout to sit dlownl Dorothly said: 'There's a poor1 tiramp, Aunt Polly, looking inl alt tile gate. I believe I'll go and ask him) ill." Now, Miss Poilly had1( beeni tile sworn enemy of tramlps all her1 life, and1( she started up1 Sud~denlly. "Drive 1h1im away, D~orothuy!" she cried. "I can~'t en1dureL tramplls." ''lut peorhaps he0's hlungry," said1 Dorothy, turninmg 1hcr b rownI eyes fulli upon1 Miss Polly3. "An~d we halve a Tfhanlksgiving (11nn11r, and1( 110 hasnt't."' Thenl shie wen1t out, atnd thecy saw 1hcr speak to the mnan anmd invite him inl. After all, they were glad of it. It was too h~ad to tin~k of any13 man11 going hun11 gry wh'iile that (111nner awaitedi tilem), and1( thley cheerfully mad1(0 erom for 1111m at tihe talel. And such a (dinnleri Why', if Miss Polly3 had1( been inl training for it aill 11cr life $110 could nlot have (101e beOtter. And thlere wasl a1 hahy)3 at tile table, a thint faced baby in the arms of a thin look over the table it absolutely laugli. ed, a funny little quavering laugh, as though it were not used to it. Then, in a moment, everybody was laughing, and there never was such a morry crowd. Why, even poor old Mrs. Day was laughing like a schoolgirl and do. claring that she liked any part of the turkey, so there was enough of it. As for Miss Polly-well, there was absolutely no accounting for her. There she vas, carving away as though her life depended on it, and flying here and there around the table and re plenishing everybody's plate before it was haltf empty. IHer face was fairly glowing with happiness. And then all at once the little old gentleman in the shabby clothes stood up and leaned his trembling hands on the table. tIe wanted to express his own happiness and that of all the guests, lie said, at the privilege of join ing in this blessed 'Thanksgiving feast. Some of them had been living hard lives, very hard lives. Some of them had feared, had even thought, that they were friendless and alone in the world. Ile thanked heaven for their hostess, who had miade her homne that day r. home for so many others, and he thanked heaven for the lovely young girl who carried sunshine wherever she went. It was not a very eloquent speech, but the greatest after dinner orator could not have won heartier applause. Even the baby cheered because the rest did. liut Miss Polly was still Miss Polly, and she could take no praise that was not hers. "Don't give ie credit for any o' it," she said stoutly. "It was ill I)oro thy's doin'S. I'v'e been Ia Cranky old woman for a good manly years until Dorothy got hold o' imie and siraighteni ed me out. I'm glad you did it., Doro thy. I always 'as a fool, a stubborn old fool! If I only had imy poor boy back again, I'd he the happiest woman4 inl all the land!" There were tears in Miss 'olly's eyes now, sure enough, and they rolled down her cheeks without attracting the least attention, for just theni a won derful thinig hiappened. . The tramp irose from the t:ble, took off his rag ged coat, pulled off his snuburned hair THE LITTLI OLD 1IENTLEMAN STOOD UP. and his shaggy beard andl steed there, a tal, hiandsome young fellow. And then the astounded company sawv him go arond and1 take Miss Polly in his arins. 'llere I am, mother," he said as he kissed her. "And you arc glad to see mie, aifter all?2" What a time it was! lIe told them after awhile how lie had so longed for a ghlimr it of he old home that lie had deterumined to dlisgulise himself and son tie house and his miothier on1ce more. ie himd bieen in a distant city all these years and1( was ini business there and priosp~ering tool. "And to thinik how near I camoe to divini him aiway fiomt my gate at last !" cried Miss Polly, hier voice slhak lug at the very thought. ''And it w~as I )orothfy that sa vedl me from that! Oh, llorothiy, youI have sauved me f'romi so) mucli! And you have done it just as though it was the easiest thing in the wvorld to take up ai crabbed)(, sour olhl wonman and :ma~ke her over again." HARVEST HOME.. Tllhnkaglving IN a Duny of Merry jmking Ini Great itin.f 'Tha nksgivinmg day is moro generally observed in Great hirituin than in any other country, sine~ it is one of the few occashin when thle nobility anid peoisanltry ini a senso( uniite ini ''making muerry'." The day is better knowni there 1as "harvest homo," being 01n0 marlLk ing that p~eriod1 whieni the harvest is in and the tenantry and peasantry are giveii holiday. As a rule, the nobleman or owner of estates miakes thme day ono of coiitinu od enjoymeiit, when his grounds are giveni over to his subjects and1 all man ner of gamnee and outdoor sports are carried out. In his castle or home there is generally aissemibled a house party, and the guests join wvith the host and hostess in making the day one of happiness for the tenantry. The day's plealsuro is concluded by whiat is known in this country as a "barn (dance." Tho (decorations ini this amp410lei phwo are4. signifleant of the hiar vest, 1and( the ceiliing and wvalls have adormunent of wheat in the miost beautiful designis. 'Tho music !s always of the very best, and~ tihe owner of the estate and his guests do their best to make the occasion of~ great nmerri mnat. Many a story is told by tho English novelIsts of how the pretty village maids, In their rosy cheeks 1and( smiart frocks, make jealous their country lovers when blushingly they accept the attenitions of the young gallants of the nobility. On the other hand, the grandl damiles in their satins and( jewvels grow~ jealouis of the coutit ry masses in their fresh beauty and taslmt their knight errants for turning by their comnpll ments the heads1 of "'pretty peasantry." Previous to the dlances there are fre quently thea trcalIs, anad wvealthy estate owners have been known to eingage the best of LonIdonI !ompie~iis to entertain their people at the timie of "harvest home."'-Atlanta ('onst itutioni. 'The whole young pig iroasted and stuffed, thrusting iuto the aIr four juicey trotters to the turkey's two, while not yet by any means as popular a Thanksgiving (dishi as the turkey, is coing every year to engross more and more of the peoplo's attention and ap neitn.-lncnin nanti PoUnt. V Vx ," OUR OWN WX FESTIVAL. em so 0 *rw ta x Thanksgiving PoouUarto This . Country. m LT 1 OU G H the first Thanksgiving differed very mate rially from its suc cessors in that it rvas proclaimed as a fast and not as a oast, it terminated in a festivity. Sup les had run short, the s1hips expected 'rom 10ngland were delayed, and ex -inction threatened the "governor and !ompany of Massaehusetts Bity in New LOngland." Winthrop and his council lecided to hold ia day of prayer and ab tilnence, "mo that ye Lorde be pro ltiiated and looke ipon his servants wvith favor lit that they halve humbled 1hemselves before hin." Accordingly t crier wits sent about the primitive iettlement at Charlestown, and tho !olon1is(s Were ea1ch and all invited to Lake lart in the fast. Their sacrifleo net with speedy reward. Scarcely had the noon hour of the al otted day arrived when the long top xl for ship1) made its welcome appear nee in lassactusetts bay, the cargo Uws landed, and the fast was succeed xl by a banquet of a sort which must tive seeiml sumptuous indeed to the ".xiles so recently plunged in hunger Ind hardshipi. On the threshold of Ireaded winter Winthrop and his fol towers found what had been a pros )ect of fear and peril changed into one :f happiness and hope. Such was &nierica's first Thanksgiving as cele lratod 20 years ago. Thereafter each mcceeding November was marked in Lte annals of the colony by a simiilar lestival of gratitude. But Thanksgiving in the early days :f our history was not confined to the New England pioneers alone. Just 15 years after Winthrop's proclamation [. e., in 165-Governor Kieft of the Dutch colony, then known as Nicuw Mnsterdam, but nowi as New York, or Jered the observance of a day of ro joicing and thanks "for the rest and peace which God had been pleased to Lestow upon his servuits." The next notable Thanksgiving day in history fell in 1758. On that date the British and colonial army, con manded by General Forbes, attacked mnd captured fron tMe French, niter .1 nerce struggle, Fort Duquesne, at the junction of the Alleghany and Mo iongahela rivers. 'rho namte of tho pilalce was chantigedl to Fort Pitt iand wals the nucleus of the city of Pitts Liurg. Thus in a special sense the his tory of the great caplital of the coal and Ironi ind(ustries is conniected with the. :'elebrwation of TJhanksgiving (lay. hut icaanwhile in New Enigland wvht. had been begun ats an occaisional day of pious rejoicing bad assumed the pro portions8 of a fixed national holiday. in Matssachusetts and New HIampiiiro it was especially p~opular. There was FIt first great latitude in regard to the lay selected for the feast. Governors pr'oclaimied thte choesen date arbitrarily, and no effort was mlade to keep the an 111versary of Winthrop's prtoclamnatlin. Bomletimes Thank1ulsgiv~ing ocurrnced in July, somletihnes in midwinter. At length, through the efforts of the presi lent andt~ professors of lItarvard col lege, it was pratctically fixed upon the last Thursday in November. In tile southl Thanksgiving as an an nal festival remained practically un known until in 1855 the curious V'ir giu.Ia controversy on the sutbject was precip iated. Tils controversy, which ts not generally known, deserves a brief notice. The governor of Virginia at tho time wats (one Jlohns, a patriotic and b~road mtindel4d gentleman, who had al ways enitertainted a reverence for thp Puritatn aiiiiversa ry whicho was by Jo mteans conmmon belowv Mason and Dix on's line. Governor Johns, in a letter to thme state legislature, urgonthy roe omediltcled the rocognitioun of Thanks giving in Virginia and offered, in case his recomtnenidation proved satisfao tory, to at once issue a proclaimation. But the legislature of Washington's state (did not look upon tho New Eng kand holiday with favor. Governor Johtns was advised not to mtake the 1l'han ksgi ving proclamation, and, as lie 111(1 not do so, the matter was allowed temp~orarily to dropl. But public inter est had1( beent awakened, and betoro long a fierce dlebatte wias r-aging in Vir ginia between the oppLonents and sup porters of the p~rop)osed southern T'hanksgiving. At last, in 1857, Govern tr Wise, Johns' successor, took the tmetaiphorical bull by the horns and is 51ued a proclamnatiotn setting apart a lay for the feast. Ils action caused much angry criticism, and several outhnern newvspapers declared that Thianksgiving was simply "a relic of P'uritantie bigotry." In spito of this, the iniovation was warmily welcomed. Tho hosp)itaible southerners greetod gladly inother htolidlay, an'd the northera teast sooni ranked among themi as second in impLortantce only to the glorious Fourthi Itself, lIt 1858, the year after Wise's p~roclamnation, 1'io fewer than eight gov erniors of southern states proclaimed Thanuksgving in their sections. The wvar-, however, - coming shortly after ward, practically extinguished the popularity of theo holiday in D~Ixi. Washington Star. ThankNtving Eveni~ng. Thanksgi ving evenling ought always 0 be0 spent at home. And let everybody tiavt an open1 fIro that can. Trtin the, kitchent over to the children if they want it. Let them have pumpkins to inke Jack-o'-lanterins of or Cinderella soaches, such as Miss Alcott (describes, in "Little Men." Let thema 1)o1 corn id let them make molasses candy. [ulxhnmm ThLn.nkUgiving In Old VisgIAts. Old black maniny has a possum on to babe With sweet potatoes, sweeter than a maple sugar cake, And her pickaninny's gone by the light of the noon With his yellow bellied puppy to tree a fat OOn1. The coon lies a-grinning in the hollow of a gaum That the yellow hantier uses for his morning druin, While the gray squirrel chucklos in high old gloo At the hickory nuts a-raining fhorn the hickory nut tree. The gray owl shivers on a ded oak lIhb And blinks in the sunshine, mmellow and dim. While 10nolly cotton rabbit gives a ha a dozen hops And heurs her beast beating of a sudden and stop. The air is io flhie and soft urul clear That the senco tsms far and the mountains semin near, Till the partridges fly to the fence arnd 'light, And call out a song about "old bobwhitol" "Old bobwhite, tire your crops all right? I there wheat beneath the barn for the irst cold night? The guinea hins and turkeys flirl its shelter mighty warin. V'li gather in aiong 'em when there comes a ltort." The wild turkey's calling from the far hillside; The foxhonnds are haying on the long divide; There's i fat pig squealing, for life is sweet, lut not much sweeter than his sausage nient! -John 'aul kiocock. Chestnut Stuflmig. Get two quarts of large French chestnuts. Shell and boll thenm until the skins are softened. Th'lten drain olT the water and remove the skins. Boll three pints of tlhe chestnits again until soft. Thein press through a colander. Sonson -with one and a half tablespoon fuls of butter, one and a half tonspoon fils of salt and i quarter of a tea spoolfll of pepper'. If mu1oist stuflling is desired, add three tablespoonfuls of cream. THE OLD STYLE PUMPKIN PIE Sonic like a finey cistard pio Or apple, minee or gaie Or sorne newfangled article, I 'low, just for the nai. I ain't so p'tic'lar wine I know And different frorn the lost, , ut the good old fashionsi mk :es Are what I iove the best. I'mi hankerin for a iece't right now Of the piie that mother nwide. When I enine home fromt schoo, I'd got A hunk, and int I'd wae. Ard'p'r'haps moy mouth is sornewhiat large Though I'd resort to team', Sthe wouldn't give tne another piece Because it mui.d my ears. I've lingeredh here- a lifetine since, Put up with what I got, - But oft in dirceams liin hack again K 'So that old familiar spot, Andi theni at suchi timtets I ('an find On the butt'ry shelf arrayed A row of goo-I oldl pumpik in pins, The kind that mtothe'r itnde. -Philadelphia Times. Subsotling and Drainage. A western corresp~ondenlt wh'lo has tried an exper'iment with subsoiling writes to The Amnereanm Cultivator of, his disappointment in the result. Tho first year turned out as he had expect ed, and there was an increased crop. But the next year the land settled down harder and wetter than it was before, and lhe was completely discour aged. Undoubtedly, says Tho Culti vator, iln this case the sumbsoil was a heavy clay, and when It had been bro ken upl the water settled into it, mnak lng the pulverized Boil a muddy clay, Whieh, when dried out, was harder than It was originallly. The lesson from this expe)triencLe is plain. It does no good to heavy land to subsoil It with out first making a way to dispose of the surplus watter Itroughm underdrainus. On well drained land one thoroulgh sub soiling never entirely loses its good effect. If a man is going to fight he wants to be well. lie wants to be stromig, steady - nerved, vigorouis -able to take and give pmuishtnent. One of Roose velt's Roug~h Riders actrally starved todeath because is digestive systemi waisni't stronig enough to extract the nutrimentt frommn food that kept his comrades strong atnd wvell atnd in tip-top fighting trimn. CTe soldlier isn't the only one who fights andi needs strength. Business men, clerks, enginmeers, laborers, all hav~e a fight oti their hiands. All have to fight for a , livuinig. The ~ - The weak go - to the wall. .. - WV hta t about yu. Is your blood( all right ? Do) you feel right ? Are you losing flesh ? Feel ''run dlown ?" D~o you sleep well ? IHnve trotuble with your stomach ? TIired all the time ? If so what you need is Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery. It nmakes men strong. It keys the digestive system right up to concert pitch. It tones the stotnaceh, stima ulates the liver, strentgthtens .tihe n'erves, eniriches the blood-imakes a new iman o you. Puts snap tand vim anid endurance into yOU. A. ID. wVeller, hEsq., of P'ensacola, E'scainia Co., Ila. (Ihox . ) writes :'' I have takeni eight bottles oft the (Golenm Medicail Discovery.' amnd muist say thait h amt tranusformued fronm a walkhig shadow (as tmy frie-nds called mte), to pe'rfct healthI. Pour mioniths ago 1 did iiot thin k to bie 1mn shape to assist our ' Uncle Samuel ' ini case of hostilities, lbut thanks to you, I anm now ready for. the ' Dnn' e, e etablereparationforAs slu tig Wheood alidReguta ug imachsandBoNe Df PmotegnC hrfd )nessqpd~est.contains neTther Oun,Morphae nor xwliEal. nOT NAncU OT10. ,*dSie 42 M mieatasimumer Akpcrfect Remmdy forCnsIa tlan, Sour.Stomach,Dirradea, Worms%'onvulsions,Feverish ues andLos5 OF SLEM 2b'Sinite signature of ~K EXACT -0PY UP WRAPFMi. THE HONEST WiluTE OAA HOME-MAL =W A MADE JA' GREENVILLE C( Are the Chea; Special*Prices foi Call and J. W. SIRRINE, Supt. - - THE VICTOR BLUE MED)AL. The Women of' South Carolina Have HonoredI the Young Naval Hero e WVith a Beautiul Testimonial. I O rho handsome medal to b3 piresented i 5o Lieut. Victor Blue, of the United 1 States navy, has been cornpleted and is on exhibition in Columbia. The As. t sociation for Patriotic Award was formed January 31, 1899, with Mrs. a Ellison Capers as president, and Mrs. E.C W. Screven as s~ cretary an-d treasurer. us object was to procure a suitable t testimonial to Lieut. Victor' Blue, and :it was then and there decided t~hat, the testimonial should tako the shape of a hr.ndnomuo goli medal. Trho secretary I was iuttructed to writo to a~ ly in I each town and considerable village, lin forming her of her applointme.nt. as co!-i lector for the Association and request- I ing her to gather funds for~ the medal. In four months over $300 was sent I in. A medal committeoo was appoint- t ed, consisting of the Hon. Win. A. f Uourtenay, -chairmac, and the ltijght clov. Ellison Capers and the Ilon. Lv roy 1". Youmnans. Mr. Courtenay un- r dertook the labor of love with the a greatest care. The devices on each a s1uo are his selection, as~ alsoi ton in-. scription in English. The beautiful i Latin inscription is futnished by Goni. t Youmnans. The workmanship was don: at the United Btates mint in P'hiladoi phia. [ieut. Blue is attached to the United Steates ship Massachusetts. it is probable that the presentation of the modal will take place in Now York at an early day at the hands of a dietini guished South Carolinian. " The dies wero engraved by W. Char les E. Barber, of the Unitecd States mint, Philadelphia. The medal is two and a half inches in diameter and one fourth of an~ inch thick. The obverso prsent-s In its upper half the coat of arms of South Carolina ; it. is in hi gi b relief, delicateo inits outlines, elaborate in its detale ; the figure of the Contin ental sold br, usually seen knock- kneed and with a scared look, here stands 'rect and soldierly. Barber's female figure really looks here like a human being-a Carolina matron. The sh ields, palmot to treo, etc, arc presented "eon reglo," and the Stato mottoes are in readable form, and not bottom up, as soon in most of the blocks in us-c. rhe i inscription, "' Tnn wvomen of Souti On rolina to Lieut. Victor Bluo, U. S. N. I in high apyreciation of his courago, en-] torp~rise andl distinguished services in the Santiago do Cuba cam paign, 1898." Tho~ reverse of the mnedal1 is symbolic of the United States naivy, the basis of the design being the great seal of the navy department-a ship under sail,. an anchor in foreground, upon which an eagle with outstrotched wings is alighting. All this is in high relief, and as illustrative of the e ngraver's art will compare most favorably with the numismatic work of any nation. The rim or horde, displays the emblematic stars of tI e Union and this mot to : " Ex plorator lFortissimu8 in~ Lon to Byllsque Floruit." The medal has been prepared at the United States mint at P'hiladelphia. There it is de sired to leave the dies on deposit, in order to have replicas in b~ronzAe Sup plied to numismatic socIetie, and col I ectorsi in the United States and in Eu rope at a relatively small outlay. -A spinster who is still living in hope SL'ys the marriageable age Isanny where between the eminary andI the cemetery. For Infants and Children, fhe Kind You Have Always Bought Bears the Signature of The K4nd You Have Always Bought. CAST ORIA TH9 CENTAUR NKWPMy MVORK TV Of E ONS= I THE )ACH FACTORY 'est and est - "5c. Cotton." see us - H. C. MARKLEY, Prop. --On the ranch of Paul Miller, at lealecy F"lat, near Hot Springs, S. D., s a lodge of rock whion seems to pos eas5 all the propjorties of a photograph :pinto. When the retk is maoist it rill show after a thunderstorm a clear >hotographi of the surrounding trees ,nd bushes. Gradually pictures so aken seem to fade out, being renewed y cach now thunderstorm, though the amno objects arc not always reproduc d. The tock scems to be a combina ion of flint and mandstono and is of a irty red color'. --The death of M r. WIlIlam H. Ap leton removes one of the oldest book nen in America. For sixty years he ad been connected with the house of ). A ppleton & Co., for many y ears anst as its head. lHe had personal or "usinees relations with Thomas Moore, Iallock, Bryant, Thackeray, and scores I other authors of England and the Jnited States during the last half- con ury. He was one of the loaders in the ght for international copyright. --The tobacco growore in Florida till increase the acreage In tobacco ext year. The Cuban and sumatra cend for cigar loaf are the kinds best dapted to the Florida soil. Tobacco the chief agricultural product in he northern and westeorn portious of ho State, and the crop is far more pro table than oranges were boeo the reat, freeze~ of several years ago. -- W. C. Coleman, a negro, has started largo cotton mill at Concord, N. C., ihich has 5,000 spindles. Mr. Colo nan is said to be -the -wealthiest re resentativo of his raco in America. PIT T'S inticeptic Iigorator! FOR T[he StomalchI, The Liver, The Bowels, The Kidneys, The Blood(. T1he Nerves. -0 Antiseptic invigorator 'a a germ-killer, ,(diuretic, a blood puritier, a stomach and ervec tomei, a stimulant for the 1ycr and owela. M anufactured by litts' Antiseptic Invigorator Co. ~T~HOMSON., GA. [W For sae by druggists evcrywhiere. Sold by CAltP'ENTElI B itS,, GJreenville, 8. U. lont by prepaid exres on r eeit of 85 Charleston. 8. C. OSBOR NE'S, O446 %/4ff.