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"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? ? ^
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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."
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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