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l,. XV. , PLYMOUTH, N, C, FRIDAY, DEC KM BER 2, 1904.. N.37
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, I , ' j u.iv-.u i.i jove's -keen throes
And write of her in -terms of you,
I promise not to, gentle rose.
Why shrink from me? oh", rose, tut, tut!
I wa'k with no poetic s.trut, . .
Behold! my clothes ai'e quite in style.
Observe! my hair's of recent cut.
J gaze at you without a -wink,
1 say: "A pretty shade of pink.
A meritorious sort of plant
Wh?n taken all in all, I think.
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HUNT PATTY'S
' ZiQA IDN'T I go-quick?" "Well,
4 -rv V tolerable;'? sail Aunt Patty,
O If O passing the whisk which
K she had just pulled out of
fOW thumb and finger to see if
the loaf was thoroughly done.
"And I can go to Jessie Wells' this
.afternoon, can't I? You promised."
"No, Martha,. I didn't quite promise."
'"But I ran every step of the -way,
Indeed I did, auntie; and I made all
Die beds and dusted."
There was a tremor in Martha rark
.er'a voice, and the tears came almost
into her eyes.
"I'll" tell you at noon. There, it is
m minutes to nine, and you will be
late to school if you do not start this
instant." . .
"Cut, Aunt Tatty "
"If you step for another word, you
cannot go at all. How often have I
told you about answering back?"
Martha picked up her two books
and whirled herself out of the door
like' a ..tornado, without a word of
good-morning.
"The cross old thing!" she half
sobbed, as she went out of hearing.
"She never does let me do anything! I
may try and try, and it doesn't amount
to a row of pins. And if I can't go
to that croquet party I'll be just as
bad as ever I can be."
I think Martha commenced right
awaj'. Slie climbed over the fence
and ran down into the lot for an apple,
and what with that and the eating of
it she was late for school.
"My aunt sent mc to do an errand,"
slia said to MLss Lewis.
"Well, you must bring a note, then,
or lose a mark. I want you to under
stand that school begins promptly at
nine."
That made Martha still more cross.
She slammed the lid of her desk and
then hurried out to take her place in
her class. It was .spelling, and the
very first word she missed, and had
to go down one. And then she "didn't
:are" in real good earnest, and she
.- 1 . 1 t, : 1 .1
twelve o'clock.
When ;he went home to dinner she
found Grandma Fields sitting by the
open-, window in Aunt Patty's tidy
kitchen. Now Grandma Fields really
was not grandmother to anybody, but
h'e was old and sweet and pretty,
with a wrinkled face and snow-white
Mir; a gown of soft drab, that, though
k was made in the fashion of her
young days, had almost come round
again, rt was gored, plain walsted,
nd with coat sleeves: but it had no
Vutpes : nor bugles. Then she had a
Hilvery-colored; kerchief crossed over
her bosom, and a white lawn cap, and
altogether she was ns attractive-looking
,as: any grandmother you would
wifch to see. She had not a relation
in the world, and yet everybody's
house was open to her, and she visited
about, sewiusr and knitting and darn
ing, and sometimes tnklug care of sick
people. She was seventy, but she did
7iot--seeTO old. -There was always a
great stack of invitations ahead of
her, and two months ago Miss Patty
Parker had sent for her.
"She does so enjoy harvest apples,"
said Miss Patty, "so let us have her
here right In the first of them. And it
will give me a good start with all the
clothes and bedding and stockings."
Aunt Patty kept house for her
brother, Mr. Nathan Parker. He was
a very comfortable farmer, a widower
with three boys and one girl. A very
clean, orderly, uorlght woman was
Aunt Patty, but somehow
Nathan wai so careless, so dilatory.
"A bit too pale a Uiiki i'nuji
I should suggest a touch of paint
i o brighten up the spots on you
When nature -nowed undue restraint."
As bv you on the orass I lie
I fpl no synptmns of a si- '1,
Although I note your pe itmc sweet,
My spirits stay extreme.y high.
And yet your blush, your dainty pose,
The bashful way your peta's clo.-e,
Remind me ol oh, pardon me
1 promised not to, gentle rose.
Thomas Ybarra.
BALANCE,
11
The children were heediei, impertinent,
idle, and, try her best, she never could
make 'anything of them. She worked
very hard, and she used to get very
much discouraged. This was her side
of the story.
Farmer Parker came in1 delighted to
see the placid, cheerful face of his
guest. Did I tell you she was a
Quaker? Well, she was, through there
was no Friends' meeting within twenty
miles, so it wasn't her Sunday church
going that kept her in such a tranquil
state.
Behind the farmer came his eldest
son, George, about seventeen. He had
been to the mill and the store that
morning, and put down the basket.
Aunt Patty began to unpack at .once.
"Will that calico do? The other was
all sold. This is the same pattern,
but it has n pink flower instead of a
lilac. I like it better."
"It doesn't look like a good Wash
pink," and Aunt Tatty viewed it crit
ically. "But it was. for my bed, and I
liked it," said George, with a depre
cating effort to smooth matters over.
"And it is not as good quality. If
you can't do just what you are toid,
you had better do nothing. And you
didn't get lemon extract!" taking up a
bottle.
"You said I might get lemon or
vanilla Tom begged for vanilla."
"As if Tom's wants were to rule the
household."
"And here is a whisk broom. You
were saying that you needed one, you
know."
"But what made you get a red one?
I have told you several times, George,
that green whisks were always the
best. And there was not the slightest
hurry about it. I would rather have
chosen it myself."
And so Aunt Patty went through
the purchases. Nothing quite suited.
Meanwhile Davie and Martha came
home from school. Tom was working
for a neighboring farmer. The family
sat down to their meal, and Grandma
Fields said her brief Quaker grace.
"Did you know all your lessons?"
asked Aunt Tatty. Martha hung her
head. "I did hope you would have one
good week, Martha; you never seem
to get full marks."
"And she was late," said Davie.
Martha swallowed over a great sigh.
"There was no need of your being
late, Martha. Nest time don't stop and
argue."
"Of course I cant go now, anyhow,"
thought Martha; but she arose and be
gan to help clear the table.
"Maybe thee would like to look over
thy lesson?" said grandma, in her soft
tone.
"There is only arithmetic this after
noon, and geography in the big map."
"And the more time children have to
play the more they want to play," was
the sharp comment.
"They are a good deal like kittens
play comes natural," was the soft re
joinder. '
"You cannot go, if that is what you
are hanging around for," said Aunt
Tatty, presently; "and come straight
home from school, too, or you'll be
sorry for it."
Martha went off sullenly, and after
making a good deal of trouble in
school, came home in the same' mood.
She wondered if she couldn't run away,
or if some one would not take her to
tend a baby, or do chores; anything
would be better than Aunt Tatty's
sharpness. But instead she hung un
her sun hat and sat down to sew an
over seam in a hateful sheet. And
half a dozen girls were having a good
time at Jessy Wells'.
"That is sewed very neatly," said
grandma.
Aunt Patty looked at it.
"Well, it's middling. You have
soiled it a good deal; how often have I
told you to wash your hands before
you commence sewing? Now you can
put on that old sk'rt and go out and
weed that row of strawberries."
Weeding was not a favorite employ
ment. Davie came presently and they
began to play "tag" around the beus
until Aunt Patty spied it out, and sent
Davie to look for eggs.
"I don't believe you have found half
of them," she said, when he came in.
"Come in and set the tab)e, Martha,"
she called, presently. "Now, to-morrow
afternoon you will have to finish that
row. You have been a bad, indolent
girl to-day."
It was so with most of Martha Park
er's days. And yet the neighbors, and
generally Miss Lewis, thought her a
pretty good little girl.
"But no one can ever suit Aunt
Patty," the child said to Grandma
Fields; "it's always something. Oh, I
wish you lived here and kept house,"
and Martha kissed the wrinkled hand.
"I'm sure I don't know what to do
with those children!" Aunt Patty said
as she sat sewing with grandma.
"They do not improve one. bit. I think
they grow worse."
The sweet eyes rested on the fretted
face. Now Miss Patty Parker was
not an unhandsome woman; indeed, in
girlhood she had been very pretty.
"Isn't thy balance a little out of
gear, Patty?"
"My balance?" ejaculated the aston
ished lady.
"Yes. Is thee careful to give good
weight? Like begets like, you know."
"I can't imagine what you mean."
"Well, thee mustn't be offended,' but
I am afraid thee weighs a little too
close. Thee seldom gives the children
any credit for good measure, and the
little over makes a good difference in
the feelings of others."
"But j'ou don't mean and it does in
jure children to be praising them con
tinually," was the rather jerky r
joinder.
"Has thee tried it?" Miss Parker
sat silent. "Thee must not feel hurt,
Patty, but I thirfk thee means to be a
just woman, and an ounce of feeling,
or kindly regard, or appreciation, just
as much belongs to its rightful owner
as a pound of butter. Thee sets a
bad example in giving the children
short weight, for they pay back in
kind."
Miss Patty considered grimly.
Wasn't grandma right? She never
did let the customer scale go quite
down in these daily household matters.
"I suppose my temper is a- little
spoiled. Nathan and the boys are
very trying. But I want to do right,
and if you think "
"A" just balance," said the sweet old
voice. "Give what thee would like to
get.'
"Oh, Aunt Tatty," cried her niece,
flying in from school breathless and ex
cited, "the whole menagerie is going
to pass at the crossroads just at four.
Can't Davie and I go, just for this
once? There's the most . splendid
chariots, and a great elephant, and "
Davie brought up the chorus and
promised to be such a good boy all day
to-morrow. And Martha would sew a
few blocks of patchwork the next day.
"There, children, don't be so noisy.
Davie, will you promise to mind sister?
And Martha, will you keep hold of his
hand,, and not let him go into any
danger?" It was wonderful that slio
did not say, "I know I cannct trust
you."
The children promised and rr.n off
delighted, and it was full supper time
when they reached homo again, their
faces attesting their, enjoyment.
"Now, I'll run and hunt up the eggs,"
said Davie, as soxi as he had finished
his meal.
"I had to go out to tie barn, end I
did it," said his aunt.
"Oh, Aunt . Tatty, how g03d ycu
were! We'll, I'll bring the chips and
kindlings," and he came tugging a
great basketful, though generally this
waa one of the boy's hardships.
"What a nice lot," said Avxt Tatty.
Tavie stared.
'iEii't there soncttiag else? Don't
you want a pitcher cf water?"
"George brought one."
So Davio sat cn the d novate? wi"i
his father and told bin all about the
'nagerie, and it was quite dark when
Aunt Tatty called bin to go to bed.
Martha hurried round iho nent ncrn
iDg, and found time to sew 0:13 bbcfc
of patchwork. And she was in such
a gay good humor all day that Miss
Lewis asked her if she was bewitched.
"I think I must be, for Aunt Tatty
praised me this morning," was her
reply
It really was quite wonderful what
a change came over the Tarker house
hold. The children were not angels,
and they often forgot in the midst
of their best intentions; but there was
a moi'e generous allowance made . for
them, a good weight thrown into the
balance. For sometimes the kindly
impulse, the ready will, is as much
as the deed itself. And she found that
the generous measure reacted upon
herself. The pleasant temper of her
earlier years came back.
One morning Aunt Tatty found a
beautiful handkerchief case lying over
her plate at the breakfast table. The
sides were gilt bristol board, with her
initials handsomely worked in green,
and around the edge a puff of green
ribbon. And inside were two pretty
handkerchiefs, and some neatly
hemmed ruffling for neck and wris!s.
The donors' names were attached.
George had given the material, Mar'.ha
had done the work, and her father had
purchased its contents.
Aunt Patty was so surprised that at
first she could hardly speak, and her
first impulse was to call it a piece of
foolishness; then she bent over and
kissed the little girl.
"Oh, Aunt Patty, I'm so glad you
like it we all are! Gracie Conover
made one just like it for her mother,
and I thought, and we all thought "
- "That my birthday deserved a re
membrance? Thank you all. I hope I
shall grow a little better "
"But you hare grown just splendid."
interrupted Martha. "Somehow you
make me think of Grandma Fields,
only she is a Quaker and an old
lady "
"There, don't flatter me any more.
The coffee will get cold. I have been
using her balance lately it gives bet
ter weight," and Aunt Patty blushed.
The children stared, but their father
had a quiet little twinkle in his eye.
Waverley Magazine.
The Kaiser's Kitchen.
Feeding the German Emperor is no
light task. Despite all that is said
about the Kaiser's Spartan habits,
there are few monarchs who keep
more elaborate tables.
He has no less than four chefs
Schliedcnstueker, a German; Harding
an Englishman; an Italian and a
Frenchman so that he can have his
meals for the day served in the style
of whatever nation he may happen to
fancy.
Each of these chefs has his staff ot
assistants; while, in addition, there is
an individual who may safely be do
scribed as "sausage maker to the
Kaiser."
His majesty is very fond of the huge
wrhite frankfurter sausage, and has a
supply of them made fresh every day
in his own kitchen. When engaged in
maneuvring his army on a big field
day these frankfurters and bread
washed down with lager beer invari
ably form the Kaiser's lunch.
In addition to all these cooks there
is a special staff to prepare meals for
the younger of the princes and the
princess, who are not allowed to par
take of the rich dishes the elder mem
bers of the family indulge in. Stray
Stories. .
A Gay Old Bird.
Excluding Marquette, Mich., which
city boasts of a man 10T years old, I
Bark River, Delta County, is the home
of the enly centenarian iu tna upper 1
ncnlnsula of Michigan. He i- still in
good health and believes he will live
for twenty year? rnore. His name is
Levi P.ivcrs, and, like the Marquette
centenarian, he is of French descent,
his father having fought with Lafay
ette iu the Revolution. Ho has been
twice married and- is twice a widower.
He has eleven children, three grand
children and five great-grandchildren.
He nay easily be taken for a man of
seventy cr less. IDs tn!nd is clear and
his ucmory is gcod. Questioned as to
the secret of his longevity, the old aau
replied that ho had observed no partic
ular rvlo cf health; in fact, for tha
past ccbly years he has violated about
every injunction laid cow:i by medical
men. Detroit News.
A Town Phono Service.
Tho towa cor.ncil cf Qucenstown,
Cape Colony, contemplates putting t:p
a plant for telephone and water worki
service; the estimated cost is nearly
U ! FtoHlNC.
ii . . . waking in the morning, ta.l me
tariy, mother, dear,
For Peanuts Fink and Spider Jjrown and
Brioktop will be here.
And we U iow where the iishes swim and
where the shade is cool,
And- v iiere's a dandy diving place beside
the swimming pool.
I've brung the kindlings in, motlu-r, you
wanted me to chop;
I've filled the woodbox till the wood is
pi!liiiK o'er the top;
I've curried all .he horses as my father
b ide me do;
I've mi!ked the cows, and slopped the
pigs, and led the chickens, too.
I've weeded out the onion bed and banked
i lie celery,
And I've tran.-olanted cabbage plants and
propped the apple tree,
And I ve salted v the sheep and fixed the
chicken coop.
And run a.! the errands, mother, till I felt
my spirits droop.
So, if you're waking .early, cad ine early,
mother, dear.
For 1 k.iow where the graylings play and
where the pools are clear.
And I've dug M the worms 1 want and
cut an alder pole,
And corks will bob to-morrow morn in that
old iisliin' hole.
J. M. Lewis, in Houston Post.
"Do you ihinl: his words have any
weight?" "Well, he makes some pretty
heavy speeches.". Cleveland Plain.
Dealer. . ,
"Old Mrs. Grum hasn't been in such
good health for years." "Uiiy, 1 never
heard her complain more." "True. But
she has more energy." Life.
The microbe is a modest iieast,
But with his tiny sticngtu
He makes a name unto himself
Ten syuabies in length.
San Francisco Bul'etin.
"I hear you spoke to Mr, Gtrtx last
night about your love lor his daugh
ter." "Yes." "What luck V "Great!
He never touched me." Philadelphia
Ledger.
She "What reason have you for be
lieving Miss Eiderleigh to be a man
hater?" He "She told me she was
thinking seriously of openiug a cooking
school." Chicago News.
"Why did you marry your divorced
wife again? Old love come baok?"
"No. By the time I paid her alimony
I had nothing to live on, and so I mar
ried her for her money." Judge.
If a bird in the hand
Is worth two iu the bush,
Then a man with a pull
Is worth two in the push.
Bride "George, dear, when we reach
our destination let us try to avoid giv
ing the impression that we are newly
married." George "Al! right, Maud;
you can carry this suit ca:e." .New
Yorker. Guest (at summer hotel) "You didn't
advertise the mosquitoes you have
here!" Proprietor "No; we only ad
vertise the attractions." Guest "But
you advertised the view, the air and
the grub!" Puck.
Braggsby "I am getting immense re
turns from my magazine contributions
these days." Waggsby "Yes, but you
mustn't be discouraged. After awhile
there will be less returns and more of
your manuscripts will be accepted."
Baltimore American.
"Well," said Gassaway, "if there's
one thing I hate more than another it's
x long-winded bore." "Yes," remarked
Miss Knox. "It seems I've misjudged
you, then." "Why, what do you meau?"
"I always had an idea you wen; stuck
on yourself." Philadelphia Press.
"What Is your idea of harmony la
politics?" "Same as that of most other
people in my line of activity." an
swered Senator Sorghum. "Harmony
consists in having your own way aud
persuading the other people to be re
signed td fate." Washington Star.
"Dca't you think the expenses of run
ning a campaign might be curtailed?"
"Certainly," answered Senator Sor
Chuu. "It would be 110 trouble to cur
tail 'cm. But the real trick is tn ex
pand 'cm, and at the same time re
strain idle curiosity concerning dls-bu;-Lc.neuts."
Washington Star.
The First Matcha.
Tl;o lirst re: lly efficient lucifer match
nuirt be nut to the credit 01 Joha.
Walker, of Stockton-on-Tees. England,,
who in ISl'7 places them on the market;
x u.-'-r the name of "Congreves." la
otuiment to Sir William Congreve;
ho Inventor of the war rocket
It is estimated that some ?2,G0O.0O0,-.
COO worth of gold has beea found dur-C
ig the last ten yeart.