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WKt "Well, Dolly, *here I am again." "Yes, Santa Claus, and I've come to talk to you again and tell jwu wiicrc ^uu can get jusi everyming you want for all of the Girls and Boys and old folks. THE WONDER STORE! This is the only plsee in Union where you can find a full assortment of everything for Xnias?in fact here you can find everything to fill up a house wirh, from a Pin to a Piano, including Furniture of every kind, Rugs, Shades, Lace Curtains, Blankets, Quilts, Trunks, Suits, Stove", Guns, Clocks, Crockery, China, Tin, Wooden-ware, Cutlery, Silver and Go'd plated goods, Sewing Machiin s, Pianos, Organs, all Stringed Instalments, and just everything you want, with prices reasonable, some things cheaper than ev?-r, especially on his Bargain counters for lc, 5c, 10c, 15c and 25c. Many things on these counters at less than half fch e nrif?o vnn nnv pLowliora Tlw? I? -WW J W*. |M.J X msjf ?i k<vtvt A UU IJCU jMC ell Mr. Rice, the "Wonder Man," that his store has the right name, and it sure is bo. Oh! the DOLLS! DOLLS!! DOLLS!!! of all kinds?Kid body, Sleeping, Mamma and Papa, Cloth, Bisque, China, Washable, and all kinds. See the great big show dolls, and the silk dressed dolls, from lc up. TOYS! TOYS!! TOYS!!! Trains that run, and Trains that stand, Bears, Dogs, Donkeys, Cows, Horses, Goats, Elephants, Sheep, Monkeys, Magic Ivanterns, Engines, Doll Furniture, and everything. This is the place to go for all your presents." YOUR LITTLE DOLLY. They Play Safe. PERT PARAGRAPHS. When you long to get a Jag on All the fellows from you shrink. The man who wrote that u tiling of When you're on the water wagon beautv is n joy forever wasn't acEverybody comes n-taggln, ... ... ... Asking you to havo a drink. quainted with either women or mil liners. Out of the Frying Pan. "Do you love me well enough to give ^ ^e u of transgressor is often np cigars?" barred. "Certainly. Besides, after we are ! married I won't be uble to afford any- j ?N^Vs ^?>0 thing bat a pipe." She Was Looking Pleasant. (rfu ^ "He fell in love with her photograph -iAL^ / \ and proposed before he had ever seen v /^r// "Some retouehera have much to nn- r^f ewer for." ^ Working Him. It is so plain to the Russians, that When wifle smiles anfl says with mirth they think all who cannot sec the yelThat he'a the best old man on earth, iow pcrii aro coJor blind. Then hubby knows It means a touch And says. "How much?" Some people seem to be mighty fond New Way Out. of tkelr troubles, the way that they cul"What happens when an irresistible tix:itL' their acquaintance. force meets an immovable body?" ? ~~ ?... "There la apt to be something doing " ,s, L'r"?\ thf nJ so,me folks ,,avc in the divorce courts." ?J t,a1 'in? ',c ,)"<1( lnS h,?P?S ?,ftla ^ ; by telling him that he looks like his i father PERT PARAGRAPHS. j I Some stories are too good to be true However, the dying machine invent- nnd some are too true to be good, ore have not been able to demonstrate ? that man la n bird. Reputation is sometimes synonymous _ wllh bank account The successful man Is one who can Getting Started Right. sidetrack a train of thought and get i? going on a Journey the most Imdown to business. portaut thing is to get started right. ? Suppose the boat leaves at 10:,'J0. The No man understands women except n)n? who conies strolling along at 10:43 the man who owns up that he doesn't jM npt to miss some of the chicken understand her. lunch that the picnic party has along If Santa Claua were the benevolent old gentleman he Is pictured he would not bring all of bis choicest gifts to *F~' '? '*. "" the children of the rich. O W i?1_ The beauty doctor Is the only man r 1 who can safely tell a woman tlmt be / llf \ -t j finds in her room for possible Improve- K/ rt/^-A \ r I-" m*nt - A\ ^ Christmas comes but once n year, but / \ \ to the turkey Thanksgiving la Just the 7^*^ Vyc Mtnr as another Christmas. ~~ **"* ? unless they throw a chunk hack to f ,p Some people are so him, and then the chances are that he ItO 1? U 1>URV being good will not catch It. ^E^ that they never have But there is one detail more importime to nccomplish taut than being on time. The man who ffw anything. Is hurrying down to catch the boat or .j ? the train should he extremely careful ijSVjT\ Many n genius has about being run over by a trolley ear. not found success There Is nothing like an accident of ibecause he did not this sor* to mar a day's pleasure. Even V know that ho was a though the man can still go, it Is very ^ A genius. awkward to play drop the handker? chief with one log missing, and lie It la much easier to train up a child must have considerable money if he -n to make him stay trained. enn make an impression on a girl when ? he has three teeth gone. Whatever else pr<> select his birthplace, no you may do, always take a good dose of TftnD i a* ?,Frencb maid who antistreet car accident microbe before rC.;* ?. ??* ? -?- <hp he earned waving the ii^ day's work," said the Italia., turned away. Rut Giovanni looked ?. ?r 1,1a. Bcorafully. Tb. Ifete day wa? ? ^ xngrfV OtVn^UfltTTW TffW gr.antarotuer ^ fife MSft - -H. 1 v ? , ? I Thornton's Chris'mus Gif' By F. B. WRIGHT ** Copyright. 1903, by T. C. Mcdute The night was clear and cold. As John Thornton stepped out on to the main street of Silver Bow from the hot, heavy, smoke laden atmosphere of the Nevada saloon, from the rattle of chips and the whir of the roulette : wheel, the fresh, clear morning air struck into his lungs with peculiur gratefulness. The stars seemed particularly pure aud radiant after the yellow oil llare he had left. He gave a sigh of satisfaction and started up the ugly, struggling street for the Kaglc hotel. Thornton had come into Silver Bow to "have fun." Out on his ranch umong the foothills the stir and life of the town, the streets filled with cowboys and miners in to get their Christmasiug, the store windows bright with toys and trinkets, the crowded I dance halls, the thronged salmons, had painted themselves in vivid tied moving colors, and yet after an afternoon und night of it all he was puzzled and rather disgusted to find the pleasure already pulled. There was a spirit in the air that breathed of the coming Christinas, but what availed it when there was no one to keep Christmas for j . ,IV" ,,ul ????? .- I heart for whom to buy presents? So ruminating, Thornton strolled slowly bed ward at 2 o'clock in the morning, when other strangers in Silver How were at their liveliest. This for a man ' just off a lonely ranch and in search of I pleasure argued something wrong. And then he noticed a boy. The boy j had loitered up the street just ahead of him in an objectless, purposeless way ] that concorded neither with the hour J nor a spirit of revelry by night. lie . looked as if he was trying to pass the j time. lie hung before store windows, I stopped to pet a forlorn and vagrant ' cat or halted before a saloon to rub the nose of a cayuse whose master was loading up within. Thornton caught up with him as he lounged in front of the Little Delmonico, staring lu at the delicacies displayed to tempt the hungry passer?ham and eggs, pork and beans, little dishes of vegetables, triangles of pie. lie was a slender youngster, poorly elothed, and his face was thin and pinched. Thornton studied him carefully from his shapeless hat to the wornout, rusty shoes. "Itight nice layout they've got in here. Kind of makes a man hungry just to look at it," he said genially. "At least it does me." The hoy nodded and turned as if to move away, but Thornton put a hand 011 his shoulder. "Look a-here." he said, "what do you say to dropping in here for a little supper, you and IV I'm right hungry myself, but I just naturally hate to eat j alone, and you'd be doing a big favor : if you'd join me." "I haven't any money," said the boy. "Well, when I ask a gentleman to I take supper with me I don't reckon for him to lning his hank roll along." The hoy hesitated and then followed Thornton into the room. "A big beefsteak with bacon and | fried onions on the side would about hit us. wouldn't ft? And fried potatoes. That's me!" said Thornton as he gave i the order to the waiter. "I certainly 1 am glad 1 mot up- with you. I'd been * mighty lonesome noting by myself. By ' tlie way, I don't know as I just got your name?" "My name's Hcywood?Clem Ileywood, sub." "From the south, I take it?" "Yes, sub? No'tli Carolina." "I allowed you did. I'm a Carolinian myself?that is, I was twenty years ago, and I reckon the most of me Is yet. It's mighty good to talk with some one from the old No'th Stale. I've been I meaning to go back there over since I came out, but I haven't made out to do it. All my kin are dead, and so there's nothing to go for, except that I'd like mighty well to see the cotton shining and get n bite of real co'n bread and taste some scupper jongs." The boy listened eagerly. He came from Johnston county. Did Thornton know that countj'? Had he ever been on the Greensboro- road? It was just off the Greensboro road that tie lived ? the old ITeywood place -the finest place in the world. Dkl Thornton remember a big hip roof brick house with white | pillars at the end of an nvenue Just i nflnr rnn nnccrwl Mr. Thornton did not. bat lie knew other places just like it and evinced such lively interest that tlie boy's talk was only broken by the arrival of the steak, not checked. lie was as hungry for talk of Vio\ne as lie was for food, and he poured out all his pent up homesickness tr, (he man sitting opposite. Little by little be told the ta?e of his wanderings since he had run away froci that home, of weary tramps and stolen rides, of scanty food anil casual lodging, of hard, d.Tty, ill paid work j done to keep body and soul together and of the constant, bitter longing to see Ids mother again?the mother to whom lie was ashnmod to write, j "Your father's dead "Yes. suh; died when I was live." "And your mother's been running the plantation ever si nee V" "Yes. suh. It ain't so mighty large, but It's all we lind. That's one reason 1 ran away, so ns to get rich and help her." "She must be n r Igbt plucky lady, your mother. Docs i die favor you?" "I don't know. l'\re got her picture here, if you'd like toi see It," said the boy. He brought out ,a carefully wrap^ --I J pod up photograph from an Insldo pocket and showed it proudly. "Hair brown, like yours. and curly," suggested Thornton, "and blue eye*, too, 1 reckon." "Ych. sub. She's the prettiest mother you ever saw," said the boy. "1 don't know any lady that can come up to her." "She certainly is mighty fine looking," returned Thornton heartily as ho handed back the picture. lie paid the bill, and the two went out into the street. "1 reckon," Thornton said, "you wouldn't nilnd sleeping in a real bed tonight. Well, I've got a big double bed up to the hotel, aud it'll be Just about a tit for us two. No, sir; I'm not going to let u guest go that way. It ain't the way we entertain our friends back home, nud you've just got to come along with me." Thornton did not sleep much that night. lie lay awake to think of the home the boy described?of its big oaks and "chancy" trees, of its clean swept yard of white saud. of the negro cabins sitting in the midst of cotton Gelds, of the long, wailing calls of men echoing through the woods as nightfall came and the melancholy crying of the whlppoorwill in the dusk. A great wave of homesickness swept over (he man. What would lie give to see it all again? And why shouldn't he? What was to hinder? lie turned and looked at the sleeping boy. "It wouldn't be a bad idea," said lie thoughtfully. "I reckon she'd be right glad to see him. I certainly would I.ke to see the meeting." ? * It was Christinas morning when the train at last dropped Thornton and the boy at Tour Tines Station. They had telegraphed from Silver Bow they were coining, and tlie old. rickety carriage was waiting for them, with white woolod I'eter grinning on the front seat. "The mistis didn't like to come in because or tne drlnkin' an' drnmmiu, but she says I was to bu'n the grit goin' back," be explained us they rattled out of the village. Everything was good to Thornton on that drive. The creaking ox carts they passed, the sunbouneted women rubbing snuff at cabin doors, the thin hounds lying asleep in the sun, the rich, soft voices of the people they met; the gaunt razorbacks scuttling under the horses' hoofs, the stick and mud chimneys, the martin gourds swinging from the high i>olcs?all gave him welcome home and wished him merry Christinas. lie sent the boy ahead when, at the turn of the road, the stately old white pillared house came In sight, feeling that in the greeting between mother and son there was no place for a stranger, and walked slowly up the grass grown nvenue. She and the boy were waiting for hini at the gate?a slender, graceful figure she was, looking hardly old enough to be the mother of the lad beside her. As Thornton came near she ran forward and gave him her hand. "IIow can I cvor repay you, Mr. Thornton," she cried, "for all your kindness to my boy and for bringing him hack to me7" "I don't know as I did bring him hack. It seems more like he brought me. I'd never have got started but for meeting Clem." "But at least I cau try to thank you for my 'Chris'mus gif'.' " "I ought to do the thanking, ma'am. If you had seen what a lonesome, sorry Christmas I was expecting to have the nialit T met vniir hov." renlled Tliorn ton gravely?"well, I reckon you'd say it was I who got the 'Cbris'mus gif.' " And as events turned out it was. A Live Topic. A member of the faculty of the University of Chicago tells of llic sad case of a young woman from Indianu who was desirous of uttalulug social prominence in Chicago. Soon after her arrival there alio made the acquaintance of a student at the university to whom she? took a great fancy. Evidently it was at this time that she realized for the lirst time her early education had been neglected, for she said to a friend: "I suppose that, as he is a college man, I'll have to be awful careful what I say. What'll I talk about to him?" The friend suggested history as a safe topic. To her friend's astonishment, she took Hie advice seriously and shortly commenced In earnest to "hone up" In English history. When the young man called the girl listened for Rome time with ill concealed impatience to his talk of football, outdoor meets, dances, etc., but finally she decided to take the matter in her own hands. Hlie had not done all that rending for nothing. So. a panne in the conversation affording the desired opportunity, she suddenly exclaimed, witli considerable vivacity: ,v Hnji l 11 11 wiui uuuul mnry, queen of SCOtH?" "Why, whnt'H the matter?" stammered the student, confused. "My gracious!" almost yelled the girl from Indiana. "Didn't y<At know? Why, the poor thing had her head cut off!"?Harper's Weekly. A Painful Incident. Two burglars broke Into the house of a merchant who was generally considered to be very rich. After herculean efforts they managed to open the safe, hut who can describe their disappointment when they found that It was empty and all their labor In vain? At that moment the master of the house, awakened by the noise, appeared on the scene. For a moment all three stood there as If turned to stone. The merchant was the first to come to himself. "Gentlemen," he said, "let us all maintain a discreet silence over this incident, and now permit me to show you i to the door."?Berlin Journal. o ; I> * | Humor and Philosophy ;? By DUNCAN N. SMITH I j Copyright. 1904, by Duncan M. Smith. 1 PERT PARAGRAPHS. j < It is n wise fnthor that knows as . much as his son. < Women do not make good barbers, | but ladies arc quite successful in that ] line. | , When one girl ] (\$% ' VW00TSJ docs not know on- < I Y other's age she | \Cv.(* may be depended on to guess old 1 j enough. , < Though a girl ] I n V\ cannot cook, the l jh? In/ nian who is in love < ) 11 I with her lias con- i / y j\J fidence that she 1 (_ . yY can learn. rv??<r* ? ; I Man proposes, but it must be admit- < tod that he sometimes has encouragement. 1 A woman is a good listener to the 1 sonnd of her own voice. I ' The man who is wedded to his art does not blush if the young lady supports him. Though Justice is still blind, some patent medicine may be expected to come along and do wonders for It. A mirror nlwnvs tells n woman that she is pood looking, although she frequently looks in it when her mouth L1 full of pins. How About the Luxuries J We hear about tho corn and wheat. The ryo that takes the prise. And If the sugar crop is sweet And of a bumper size. About the barley and the hay? Prosperity'!? strong propBut wc would like to question, pray. How Is the pumpkin crop? They tell us that the steers are round. The hogs a solid lump. The mutton healthy, llrm and sound. The turkeys sleek and plump. It's nlco to hear such glowing news Of steak and flunk and chop. But, really, why don't wc enthuse About tho pumpkin crop7 Of course wc need the things that make Our diet right along, And wliilo we willingly partake Of provender that's strong. Nor would them slur with tongue or pen Nor such good things despise. We can't help wishing now and then For toothsome pumpkin pics. The Drummer. The gentleman who is called the drummer is frequently the whole band, and a brass band at that. There is consequently music in the air when he is around. After he is gone the music is of another brand, for the man who has bought a bill of goods that he didn't want frequently says things. The drummer is a great builder. Sometimes he makes as many as three towns in a day. One would think while he was at it that lie would make a few hotels, for he is never satisfied with the ones that he finds along the way. Let us he kind to the drummer, re* memberlDg that he is human and frequently lias n wife and family at home, although all of the pretty girls that he meets on his travels do not find it out. Back Number. xTJo .1V/t The Hon is the king of beasts. But kings are out of date. "We bow down In these modern days To those who pay the freight. To be right up to date he must Pose as the man who owns the trust. For the Voiceless. "Now that Miss Hlghnote has lost her voice, what will the poor thing do for n living?" "She might hit a restaurant for a Job as a dumb waiter." Touching. One touch of naturo makes the whole world kin, Or so. at least, the learned ones declare. One touch and then another till rubbed In Tends frequently to make the whole world swear. Thinks Different Later, "The bridegroom thinks nothing in the way of clothes is too good for the bride." "No; he isn't paying for them." One Thing Lacking. Bome women would be happy And act on the advice To buy their presents early If they but had the price. Sizing Him Up. "My ancestors caine over with Christopher Columbus." "Thnt so? How is the banana business?" His Frame of Mind. Whan costly gifts he's picking. Pray, how can he look pleas&ntf He'd rather take a licking ""ban buy a Christmas present. The Usual Kind. "Be says he Is heir to a vast estate.** "Justs ease of bot*lr.M QUEER SUPERSTITION^ lone Medlolaw, Care* and Obcm at former Generation*. A sure cure for the ague, according to an old time specific, was to rub a live spider In butter and then eat It rbe late Vincent Btuckey Lane, who r lied In England after spending much Df his life In the collection of folk lore, gives many other Instances of the medicines of former generations. To rub a dried mole to powder and to swallow as much of It as would lie on a shilling ror nine dayfc in succession was another cure for ague. A hare's foot carried Dn the person prevented colic, eels applied to the cars were a specific against Aeafnesa, and epilepsy yielded to a gentle treatment of toadstools gathered (Vx |ust as they were forcing their way * through the ground and swallowed In claret at midnight. There were many ways of curing fits, but the simplest plan was to go into a church at midnight and walk three times round the communion table A snake's skin worn round the temples was good for the headache, but If that failed the sufferer might try moss grown on a human skull, then powdered and taken as snuff. Whooping cough could never be caught by a child who had ridden a bear, but If no bear was handy the dhlld might be soundly thrashed or drawn backward through a bramble bush. The subject of signs and omens fills a number of pages of Mr. Lace's five volumes. Under the beading "Good and HI Luck In Marriage" be showa on how trifling a matter the marital happiness or unhappiness of our ancestors could turn. It wns unlucky, for _ example, to receive a present of doves, ^ to marry on the anniversary of birth, to tread on the tail of a cat, to put on one's stockings wrong side out or to try tbe weeding ring on before marriage. On the wedding day the happy couple bad to redouble their vigilance, ae n horse looking at them through a gateway, a pig running across their path on the way to church, a dog running between them or the clock striking daring the ceremony might wreck their happiness. For tbe bride to look In the glass after she was attired in her wedding finery was sure to bring ill luck. On tbe other hand, it was lucky to be followed by n strange dog when going courting, to be touched by the wing of a bat or for the bride to hear a cat sneeze on the eve of her wedding. OLD GEM SUPERSTITIONS. The diamond extinguishes intermittent fevers when attached somewhere about tho person. The amethyst stills headaches, makes drunkards abstemious and sober; bence Its name. The hematite or bloodstone heals disease of the eye. The carbuncle is said to cure headache if given to the sick In solution. < The jasper eases inflammation of tbe tr head and prevents nightmares and la a * . preservative against pestilence and epilepsy . The onyx, dissolved, keeps off nightmare and phantasms, and when powdered is good for toothache. The jacinth stops coughs, heals hernia and is good against melancholy if* % drunk with vinegar. The chalcedony, worn round tbe per- 1 eon, heals the wound from the scorpion's bite. The topaz, powdered and drunk. viiugn ynouuo in* *115 uiuu VQVA their state. If it Is worn on the person It is also helpful in this case. CoMumptloa'i Roll of Honor* y Dr. John B. iluber, writing on the \ history of consumption in the Medical Record, mentions the following more or less great persons who have died as Its victims: Marie Basliklrtseff, Xavler Bichat. H. C. Bunner, Frledrlcb Chopin. Stephen Crane. John Uodman, John Paul Jones, John Keats. Dr. Rene T. H. Lnennae, Sidney Lanier, Joles Bastlen Lepoge. Ethelbert Nevln, Henry Purcell. Elizabeth Felix Rachel, Friedrlcb Schiller. John Sterling, Laurence Sterne. Robert Louis Stevenson, Henry Tlmrod. Carl Maria von Weber, Artemus Ward, Henry Kirk White and Baruch Spinoza. Recipe Wanted. Young Mrs. Vinton looked over the Y_$ fence that separates her back yard from Mrs. Hardy's, and her pretty face was troubled, says the Chicago News. "Mrs. Hardy!" she called softly. "Yes. What is it?" and Mrs. Hardy's u uiuuuuijr u^uiv ru iu ucr aiivir en door. "I'm bo sorry to trouble you," Mr*. - ,j Vinton went on, "but will you tell me some good way to cook clay pigeons? Jimmy has just sent me word that be Is going out to sboot some. He's bound to bring a lot bome, and X haven't tbe remotest Idea bow to prepare them." Hie Greatest Need. "What d'ye want?" asked the coaeb* man at tbe kitchen door. "De boss o' de bouse sent me round here," replied the tramp, "an' said you was ter gimme anything I needed." "All roigbt. Come out to tbe stable, an* Ol'll turn tbe hose on ye."?Philadelphia Ledger. ? <1! J Columbus was Razing at the- approacbing storm. 4 "Call the cook," he commanded, "and I'll have blm save the ship. I read In the papers that If you boll the water It won't hurt you."?Cleveland Leader. Pal Lived to Tell It.. Upgardson?What on earth used you np like that old fellow? Been kicked by a mule or run over by an automobile? Atom?Both. The one kicked me in the way of the other.?Chicago