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| ; A THANKSGIVING SACRIFICE. |
Italian morn, to judge by Cantus
Bow* beej a* he hurried aft; end the
tvopuHnsenvto tossed over the
nil of the Forest Queen, watching the
foamy create of the waves, looked af
ter him.
**▲ good fallow that,” mid Mr. Ay
msaoonrt. "Walt, I, far one, dull he
gtod to hear tha church bell is the old
square steeple at home. And yon, Mr.
Dayrsl?"
“Home!” repeated the gentleman
addressed, a toll, dark, Spanish type
el individuality. "D may sound odd,
butaowyou amotion it, I hare no
homer
Mr. Aymeseoart looked quickly up
at his gleaning eyes. -
"But I suppose won had one ones?"
“Homes ore not immortal, anymore
than people I*' answered DayreL
“la las a riddle for me to guess?”
“Ho; it is hardly worth the trouble
—unless you eared to ltotoa to the
eternal sell-repeating story of human
Ml*."
‘'Human nature to the worthiest
study to which I can aspire.” Mr. Ay*
meeeonrt answered. v'And if you
deem me worthy of becoming your
oonfldent '*
"Hero it to, thoa,” interrupted Day
rel almost impatiently. "I was bo
toothed to a girl m beautiful as aa
sngel, and, aa I believed, true. Wall,
I had occasion to take sneh a journey
aa this one has been. When I returned
she was engaged to another man.”
“And she married him. Why do you
look surprised? The fickleness of
woman is no sneh new development, I
suppose? But then I belong to ea ua-
Iseky family. The Dayrms seldom
succeed in fortune, and they always
die sadden sad violent deaths.”
"It is not possible that you era so
superstitious as to— ’’
“Not superstitions, Mir. Aymes
erart Call mo a fatalist, If you'will;
1 oaly report the unerring record of
the peat. Since the time I mention,
I have boon a sort of waadarer to and
ho on the faoe of tha earth. I hear
efthmr people talk of homes; to me it to
the merest catchword." .
"But-” .
“Stop a minute,” said Dayrel, low
er lag his votes, and laying his hand
lightly on his companion's ana. "Do
you eoo that yoaag maa by the oabin
doer? tha tall, handsome man, who
ban a smile tor everyone?"
“That to he—the men who married
Mary Ami tags."
"Does he know—"
"That lam hto defeated rival? Vo.
Helms talked to mo of hto wife at
heme—of tha two little children ooeat
iafe the days till hto, return—of tbe
bright hearthstones whore tha Thanks
giving Area are all ibtose; and I have
fistoned, aad aaswsred him ‘Tea’ and
‘Nay with tha calm philosophy of a
•toje. After ell, there to a otrtoin
grim humor iu tho game sailed Life."
Aysseseourt looked sadly Into the
**/"Andfdoes sll tide please your
"Please sse? Tee— about as m«eh
as it plasssf the writhing hospital pa
tfaot to teat tha surfftm’afcdfe. 1
could bars mardtrad that sum mors
than ones aad fall ft *a» sla. Ton
aaad not start; the»Osla-lik* tospalas
has paaaodawsy. lam quit# harmless
to*eoi°ltod3]MtowardiSTSw has
bulsed hto whole fatar*"
Let poeta aiog the lark a iring, *
The thrush’s silvery suing,
The mocking-bird to rapture attired,
The robin’s rhythmic wooing;
Aye! let them praise in lyric lays
The blue*jay perl and pesky.
But O lor me each time, perdie,
The plump Thanksgiving turkey!
Fair Madge may pet her paroquet
As wond’rons wise ana wary,
And Mistress Maud may loudly laud
Her canning young canary; -
Content am 1 os days slip by,
And pkies above grow murky,
H it’s my look to hear —‘‘elnokl clock l”-
The plump Thanksgiving turkoy.
!
Then let prevail the love of quail,'
Ye skilled men of the cartridge,
Give meed profuse to grease and goose,
Te woodcock and to partridge!
Faith, naught I care how others fare,
If sour they look or smirky,
When holier me is served, perdie.
The plump Thanksgiving tnrksy.
—Harry Delouse.
LEASH God we
shall all of us Ml
our Thanksgiving
dinner at home
this ytar.”
The bleak No
j vember day might
; have been bine and
glittering with the
eunahins of n
And Dsyrel turned'stray and re
sumed the slow, msssured walk up
and down the upper deck, which his
casual meeting with Amyesoourt had
interrupted.
And all this time the Forest Queen
was plowing the yeasty tides nearer
and more near horns.
Captain Boss had calculated that
tike brisk little craft would ride into
the rook-bound harbor of the Maine
port to which they were consigned
early on Thanksgiving morning.
“It’ll bs n close Ton,” said lie; “but
somehow I don’t like the idea of
epending my Thanksgiving on ship
board. It isn’t orthodox, as Deaoon
Posey would say.” And the captain
laughed.
And just at the gray break of dawn,
when they could almost hear the
church bells ring through the fog and
darkness, there went a thrill and
quiver through the Forest Queen from
stem to etem—a sudden pulse, like
the beating of a heart. Gay Dayrel
started up in his berth and topped at
the board partition which separated
his sleeping quarters from those of his
nearest neighbor.
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“Aymescourt!” be cried, "wake op!
There ii something wrong!”
Aymesoourt alerted from hie dream*.
“Wrongl What ia it?”
"We have ran aground aomewhere,
or atrnok a rook. Stop—don’t aak
nap move questions. Seep poor
breath end atrength; they will both
be needed* Drees a* quickly aa yon
can.
When Aymeaoonrt came on deck,
amid the darkness and ohilL and oon
foaion, bo eonld learn only one foot—
that the ahip had struck a rock, and
was fast leaking away her life.
"But yon needn't be so alarmed,
ma’am," said the captain, to a pale
young mother, who was kneeling on
the doer of the deck, with her arms
round both her children. "We can’t
be far off Wayne’s Beach, and oar
•adors would know the way through
these shoals if you war# to blindfold
'em. We hare two good life-boats.
It'a only leafing the Queen to go
down by beraell”
The captain rubbed Ms shaggy
sleeve lightly across his eyes as he
spoke, end then turned away to issue
the aeoaaaacf orders.
The raddy shine of sunrise was
tipping the wafts with erssts of osr
neusn, when tbs first life-boat rods
oa, manned by true bands and fear
" Make haste!” the captain celled to
the man who were preparing to launch
the lash “She's filling sash”
. “How long do yon think she will
last?” ashed Guy Dayrel calmly.
"HalfjU hour perhaps—not longer.”
. The passengers crowded into the
.boat with ike headlong haste of those
who are dosing from death, and aha
was full, whOetwo men yet stood on
the deck of the total vessel—Oaptain
Bom and George Yasser,. the man
whose bright eyes had stolen Mary
Armitage away from her first lover.
An old sailor started up from hie
oar.
“Captain! Captain! this meant bet
Tike this oar! I’m not such a lubber
M to save myself nan Jee you pariah!”
“Sit down, tor!” roared the captain.
“Do yon suppose discipline isn’t disci
pline now, just as much as ever it was?
I am oaptata of this craft, and I mean
to stand by heir to the last. Only,”
turning to Mr. Vassar, as the dircom
flted old salt dropped down into his
seek 'Tn sorry for you, sir! I have
always expected som such end an
this; but you—”
George Yassar had become deadly
pale—he clasped hie hand to his eyes.
“Hey God have mercy on Mery and
the little ones," he uttored.
With a sudden movement, Guy Day
rel swung himself past Aymesoourt
once more, on to the deck of the toet
eettiing ship.
“Mr. Yasser,” he said qnistly,“t«kc
my place. You have a wits and chil
dren. I hare no one to care whether
I perish or not. Don't stop to thank
me—go at once. And if your wife
should aak you who it was that rooked
so little of his life, tell her it was one
Guy Dayrel 1”
There was a crash and splintering of
the timbers, as Dayrel almost poshed
Yassar into the boat The Forest
Queen settled lower and lower, and
went down in the very sight of the
horror-stricken survivors.
' George Yassar sat at his Thanksgiv
ing board that afternoon, with rod and
whits chrysanthemums decking the
[feast, and wreaths of autumn leaves
rivalling the coral shine of the red em
bers on the hearth—sat with wife and
little ones at his aide, and warmth and
brightness all around. , Four or five
miles below, washed ashore by the
cruel rush of the waves, with his
white fees turned up toward the dark
ening autumn sky, and seaweed in his
wet looks, ley the corpse of Guy Day
rel.
But perhaps there woe no night ever
to overshadow his Thanksgiving Day!
A Tfcaaluglvlns Dinner, Hard, Angh
Pleasantly Kara id.
Day was certainly behind time.
There we eat craning our nooks to lo
cate the glorious bird, but it was too
dark to sea them in the foliage of the
magnolias. When the aky began to
clear up we took standing positions,
and made our necka ache by looking
upward. I was the first to see the
game, and this one was directly over
my head; audit was only slew momenta
more when each, except the boy, was
sighting along hie gun barrel waiting
for the word “Beady.”' All of us
pointed out m splendid shot to him,
but his eyes were stubborn and ha
could not sec the turkey we had se
lected tor him. * One moment he
would see him, and, when we were
all ready, he would say “Wait,” in a
stage whisper. The turkeys had dis
covered that something was wrong,
and were sonndiug their signals of
alarm in shrill “pits” and 'puts.”
We ware especially anxious for the
boy to bag a turkey, as he had never
killed oua. When wndidget ready to
shoot, my neck wee almost broken. As.
the four reports rang oat in oonoert,
two fine turkeys* a gobbler ends hen,
fell to the ground, the victim* of my
brother and nephew, The rest of the
dock flew away in the wildest claim.
Everybody has seen a gobbler strut,
but the pride of the male turkey was
•orpaased by mj nephew that morn
ing, as he shouldered his drat turkey.
—Outing.
Plum readier ea Ms Xaslfeh Make flt.
Bor English plum pudding-dean,
wash aftd dry one pound of currants;
atone one pound of raisin*. Mix the
currents, raisins, one pound of cost,
chopped dns, three-quarters of s pound
of stals brsedcrumbe, a .quarter of n
pound of brown sugar, the grated rind
of one lemon, half a pound of minced,
candied orange-peel, a quarter of a
pound of dour, half of a grated nut
meg. Beat dm ages: sddto them half
a pint of orange idea, then pour over
the dry ingredients and mis thor
oughly. Peek into greased email
kettles or moulds.. This will make
about six pound*. Boil for too hours.
Serve witnhard aiuoe.—Ladles' Homs
Journal. .
THftfISKS
«
For whet ara we thankful? For this:
For the breath and the sunlight of lifej
For the love of the ohlld, aad the kiss
Da the lips of the mother ead w lie.
For roees entwining,
i For bird* end lor bloom; •
And hopes that an shiatog
> bike stan la the gloom.
For what are we thankful? Foe
The strength end the pattanee cf toll)
For even th» loy« that we miss—
She hope of the seed in the soil.
For souls that an whiter
From day unto day;
And lives that an brighter
From going God's way.
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For whet are we thankful? For ell
The sunshine—the shadow—the song;
She blossoms may wither sad tell.
But the world moves in music along!
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For simple, swoet living,
(’Tls Love that doth teech it.)
A heaven forgiving,
Aad faith that can reach It!
—7. JL. Stanton.
FIRST THANKSGIVING DINNER.
Indian Chiefs W«n Hospitably Xaler*
Sslned hy Pilgrim Fathers.
The first Thanksgiving was ap
pointed by Governor Bradford, at Ply
mouth, Massachusetts, in 1621, *tho
year following the landing of the Pil
grims, in order that the Colonists in u
more special way could rejoice together
at having all things in good and plen
ty, writes Clifford Howard, in the
Ladies’ Home Journal. In prepara
tion for the feast “gunners were sent
into the woods for wild turkeys, which
abounded there in great numbers;
kitchens were made ready for prepar
ing the fetuit—especially the large one
in Dame Brewster’a house, which waa
under, the immediate direction and
charge of Priscilla Molin.es, she who
afterward became the wife -of John
A]den —while a messenger waa dis
patched to invite Masaasoit, the chief
of the friendly tribe, to attend the cel
ebration.
“Early on the morning of the ap
pointed Thursday—about the first of
November—Massaeoit and ninety of
hie warriors arrived bn the outskirts of
the village, and with wild yells an
nounced their readiness to enjoy the
hospitality of their white brethren.
The little settlement, w hich now con
sisted of seven dwellings and four
public buildings, was soon astir with
men, woman and children, who gave
the Indiana a hearty welcome as they
filed into the large square in front of
the Governor’s house. Soon the roll
of a drum announced the hoar of
prayer, for no day was began without
this religious service. Then followed
a holiday of feasting and recreation,
which continued not only that day but
during the two succeeding days. The
usual routine of duties was suspended;
the children romped about in merry
jflay; the young men indulged in ath
letic sports and games ria friendly
rivalry with the Indians; the little
American army of twenty men, under
the leadership of Miles Stan dish, went
through its drill and manual of arms,
to the great delight and astonishment
of the natives, while the women buried
themselves in the careful preparation
of the exoellent meals, which were
eaten in the open air.”
The Pumpkin Pie.
Ob, on Thanksgiving Day, when Cram sari
and from west,
From north and from south come the.pll
jprlm tad guest:
When [the gragdijalratt New Englander sees
The old broken links of affection restored;
When the oeie-wMried man seeks Us
mother once menta
And the worn matron ffillea where the girl
smiled before—
What moistens the lipe and what brightens
What the past Ilka the. rich
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SCIENTIFIC SCRAPS.
In every mile of railway there are
seven feet four lnohes not oovexed by
the rails, the apace left for expansion.
Gas is to be utilized in the burning
of bricks in Atlfca, K. Y., whore a gaa
well baa been struck on ground near a
brick kiln.'
A copper pan, said to be the largest
ever made from one piece of metal, has
been turned out at Swansea, England,
it is twelve feet four inches in uiatne-’
ter, three feet three inches deep, and
weighs two tons.
Dr. Edwin Klebe, the well-known
bacteriologist, formerly of the Uni
versity of Enrich, but now of Chicago,
has just returned from a visit to Eu
rope, and ia going to New Orleans te
atudy tiie epidemic of yellow fever.
The Spring Garden institute of Phil
adelphia has just received a bequest
of $20,000 from the estate of the tale
Samuel Jeanes of Philadelphia. The
money will be used to strengthen the
mechanical and elootrical departments
of the school.
Investigations made by the eoimu
tists of file agricultural department
ahow that the pith of the sunflower
•tern ia the tightest substance known,
with a specific gravity # of 0.028, si
compared with 0.09 older pith, which
has heretofore been considered the
lightest cf all materials.
Sheep shearing by eleotridty la suc
cessfully carried on at Great Falla,
Montana, one of the largest wool-ship
ping points in the northwest. The
shears need are much like hone-dip
ping machines and power ia trans
mitted to the shears horn a nearby
street railway power house. -
The government of the Cape of Good
Hope is now regretting the money
spent in securing Koch to elaborate
a protective serum for nae against
the rinderpest. The undertaking has
ended in absolute failure, for the in
oculation treatment has hod no effect
in preventing the cattle from dying
of the disease.
The New York Journal of Hygiene
aaya that many people eat altogether
too much salt. The result is that the
akin and kidneys are excessively taxed
to get rid of the salt, and both are
injured by it. Few people have
healthy skins, and it ia believed' that
many cases of derangement of the
kidneys are due to the salt habit
A enbetitue for coal ia now being
brought forward in the shape of meant,
a by-product in the distillation of pet
roleum, which has for some time been
extensively used in Buss, a and Italy
for firing steam boilers, for marinev
locomotive, and industrial purpose*.
A German inventor is also audio have
recently succeeded in extracting meant
from a cheap brown coal in connection
with which a new industry has sprang
up in Saxony.
Paper SottlM.
A German papermaker recently ob
tained letters patent on bottles mads
of paper, for use on board of ships
particularly. It has bean a cause of
much damage to steamer lines that in
bad weather a large number of bottles
of wine and other liqnorn are broken
in the storerooms in spite of every
precaution. The new bottlee are male
of a composition which, with the solu
tion in which they are made water
tight, ia still the inventor’s secret.
After being impregnated with this
fluid the paper bottles are slowly dried
in gas stoves, and this process of dry
ing must be watched carefully, for
otherwise the bottles would remain
porous and allow the fluids kmt
therein to leak ant. Those bottles
can be handled roughly without the
least apprehension; neither the pitch
ing nor rolling of a great steamer dur
ing rough weather, nor the breaking
down of a truck upon which they are
loaded loosely Would he apt to dam
age a single paper bottle, —Hartford
Times. _
Ml| Flayed.
Mr. W. H. Preeoe, the well known
electrician, tells an amusing story
about the early days of the telephone.
That the Queen might test the new
invention,he put Osborne, Portsmouth
and London in communication, and
arranged that a band should play
while her majesty was attbeothar and
of the instrument
The Queen waa detained, says the
Youth’s Companion, aad before aha
arrived the hand had been sent away.
Bat * happy thought struck, Mr.
Freeoa. Why not himself act aa the
band? Ha stepped to the instrument
and hummed into it “God Save the
Queen,” and naked if her majesty rec
ognised the tone.
“Yea,” aha said,.“it was the na
tional an them, but verybadly played.”
Diplomacy*
Wiggles—Whose picture is it on
the $lO silver certificate? Garfield’s,
isn’t it?
Waggles—No, Hendricks’.
Wiggles—Tm pretty sqre it’s Gar
field.
Waggles—lt’s Hendricks, I tell yon,
and Fre got a bill right her* la my
pocket that will prove it. Do yon
aeethal? (Shows Mil.) ; >*■
Wiggles—That settles 11 1 don't
know how X came to be so eurekhaf
11 wna Gprftald. (Fifteen minutes
Jeter.)' By the way, old maa. lead me
$Hk will yon?—Boston Courier. £