Crawfordsville Daily Journal, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 24 December 1891 — Page 3
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ALBUMS,
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Santa Claus at Home.
Ross Bros., 99c. Store!
Crawfordsvillo, Ind.,- Washington Si. Opposite Conrt House.
Chess, Chairs, Checkers, Buggies, Crotimile. Swings, Perchessi, Sleds. Old Maid, iipoiis. Progressive Angling, Fortune Telling, Sleds, Velocipedes, Manicure Sets, CulV Uoxcs, Alliums, Wheelbarrows, Go Hang, Skates, Albums, cle., in plush.
Also Si vcr ware, CI'mil ware, Jewelry, l.anips. Pictures framed to order.
PATENT APfUCO PON.
ORO88-8EOTION OP TOE OF
LADIES' CORK SOLE TURNED 8HOE. DRY ^ARM
ED VAN CAMP & CO.
Pontious & Lacey,
EEHOLIDAY PRESENTS.^
—ELEGANT LIKE OF
GIFT
GAMES,
Over 60 different styles of Dinner bets. 20 received this week ranging from $10.00 a set upwards. II wanting a set it will pay Mm.to see our line.
GROCERIES
You can buy rrore groceries of us for the money than of any other house. Last week's prices on groceries the same this week 011 know we seil more Sugar, more Flour and more Colfee foi $
any other house. Come and see us.
126 West Main treet.
hill, Hornaday, Pickett
For LOW PRICES On
FLOUR SFEED.
We All Eat to Live
AND LIVE TO BAT
Therefore when wanting first class groceries, Coflee, Sugars, Tea, Apples, Pickles, Jersey
Swee*
lasses, Fresh Bulk Oysters, celery, cranberries, etc. call at
LADIES
They will keep
Your Feet
JUVENILE BOOKS,
BOOKS, BIBLES,
MIRRORS, EASLES,
PICTURES and FRAMES.
MY STORE.
We will ofler you for the next four days, the lowest prices on Side Hoard Pillor, Extention Tables, dining lloom Chairs, Book uses, and Fancy Chairs, that was ever offered in Craw ordsville Tlits is no advertisement dodge, but facts. We have over 200 different styles or fancy chairs. We will also sell you bed room set it prices never heard of before. We have 60 different styles of bee room ets. If you do not believe the abo"e come and price.
DINNER WARE.
Potatoes, New Sorghum Mo
Fry's,
DAILY JOURKAL.
THURSDAY, DEC. 24, 1891.
ub aily ouhnat,
Robinson & Wallace.
is for sale by
[Written forTue JOURNAL.1
HOW CHRISTMAS BLESSINGS GAME HOME.
"Why, bless my soul, I hadn't an idee it was (join' to whirl np and give us sich an awful blizzard, so soon!" said farmer •Jones, as ho came out of the barn,where ho had been feeding his sleek horseBand cows, and making tliom comfortable for the night. Not a dog qn the Jones farm but had its full share of comfort, be sure of that!
I misdoubt mo that the children will git home, to-morrow!" soliloquized the good man as he floundered on through the drifts to the house. "An' mother's so Bot 011 havin' '0111 all to home, Christmas day, too! But they can't come this time, fur T. see! Ugh! what a blast!! It'll blow the old house down next thing!" And ho shivered, as ho shook the snow from his great boots, on the "stoop"just outside the kitchen doorstop. As he opened tho kitchen door, a gust of warm, piey air came rushing out, vory seosalive to his cliillod senses.
Hallo, mother!" was his greeting. •Sort 'o cheery 11 here, ain't it, after hoi*1* out in the bluster! Kind o' makes feller think o' them 'Greenland's spicey breezes' that, they sing about np to the meetin' house,' don't itU" ho added merrily, going closo to the glowing stove ml holding out his .benumbed hands to warm them. '"Yon hain't got that just right,JoBiali, there ain't no spice in Greenland!"calmiv, with tho naked body of a plntnp turkey in her hands.
Wul, it smells mighty good in hero, myhow, Mnrth 1! What are ye up to, mother piekin' tho turkey after nil Why ye didn't think""Yos, Josiah, I do think them children will get home for Christmas, if it's my ways possible."
But,, Martha, it ain't ]ossible! Tho storm is awful an' gettin' worse all the time!" "I don't about that, Josiah, but we must liavo tho feast ready for 'em, all tho same."
Now the boys—mebbe thoy'U get here," pursued tho farmer. 'Catch them boys stayin' away from their old father 111' mother on Christmas, for any snow! Not a bit will ihey! But thero's Sarah, now she can't get here, it ain't no use to look for hor an' tho baby."
Mebbe not, fathor but they'll find tho turkey, an' tho pumpkin pies, an' the dough-nuts an'tho cranbeiry sass. an' nil the rest of it,it they do come. Mother knows their likin's an' city life hain't spoiled thoir appetites, yet. There, father, you might carry out this tub of feathers for 1110. I don't usually do this work in here, but it's too cold to pick turkeys out on the stoop, this weather." "Ho 'tis mother! I reckon ye hain't hurt the kitchen a nnte." Farmer Jones took up the tub, and wont out with it. presently he came in again, shaking the Hakes from his broad shoulders, saying: "I pity all them as hain't got solid •omfort to home, this cold night." "So do 1, Jopiah. I've been thinkin' of the Widdor Scott, all day," replied tho tidy matron.
H-um! I'm sort o' 'feared she won't see much Christmas, over to that leetle 1'oubo o' lior'n!" remarked the farmer.
No, sho won't, father, onloss—I had lowed, all tho time, to send her up a basket of things to-day, if the snow hadn't come up. I reckon now we couldn't hardly got it up to her, now, though." Tho good woman looked wistfully at her husband, as if she had an idea in her mind, but did not liko to speak it out.
But, bless you! Farmer Jones didn't need the words. ITo knew what was in Martha's mind, just as well as in the days when I10 went courting her, and had to coax her to say "yes."
He stood thoughtfully by the fire, for a moment, and theu said: Wal', mother, I do' know's anybody got more call to help them that neods it, than wo have. We've had good health all the year, tho children isalldoin' well, the hay mows an' granaries are full, an' the apple bins are jest runnin' over with tho prettiest apples I over did see, an' lio bad luck nowhere."
Yes, father, that's all true.' Freely wo have received,—" An' freely wo ought to give!" finished the fanner.' 'That's my doctrine, too, Martha so if you'll fix np a basket, I'll carry it over to Widow Saot.t's so's them voung ones o' hers can 1 ave a good little Christmas :o-morrow. "To-night, father? It's '.errible blustry!" "Wal, 1 reckon I'm tough enough to stan' it, Martha! Christmas don't come but onct a year, an' it may bo wuss'n this afore mornin'." "All right, ril have tho basket ready in no time."
Mother Jones bustled about, from cellar to pantry, while the farmer bundled himself up to the Dose in his thickest overcoat, fur cap and the wnrm scarf and mittens which Mother Jones's own busy fingora had knit for him.
It was a big basket, which he had to carry. You wouldn't have bolived that one common basket could hold so much good Christmas oliL-or. First, there was a loaf of Mrs. Jones' fine, light bread fresh from the oven then a plump par of chickens, roady dressed a plate of rich, crisp doughnuts a huge pumpkin pie, two glasses of cranborry jelly, print of sweet, golden butter, and the rest ot the space fillod with red and yel low applsi, from tho very best bin. feast fit for a queen, let alono a Christ mas basket for a lonely little widow and her children.
Wrapped to tho ears the kind-hoarted farmer set out for tho cottage. Oh, how the snow blew into his face, and made his eyes and nose tingle! How the wind buffeted and banged him, and made him pity any other poor traveler who was out that bitter night. But he kept on, plunging through the drifts, and barely able to keep the road as night came down so swiftly, and so dark. Ho might have lost his way sev ernl times but for glance backward which showed him tho lights twinkling in his own kitchen, and so guided him on his road.
In tho widow's cottage the one small lamp and the low fire barely made darkness visible as she sat with her two boys thinking of the days when Christmas brought good cheer and happiness to her hearthstone. Now she had only a
little meal and a few potatoes in the house and whore to got more she knew not if the storm lasted. But the widow's I God was hers, and sho trusted Him, while she bravely faced what lay beforo her. "Come, Bonny," she said to the oldest I boy, "bring in a little more wood for the fire, while I get the meal. I am glad we have even that. There are many poor souls this winter night who would be glad of the warm dish ot mush and milk we can have far supper. Wo won't starve while old Crumpio gives sach rich milk and croaui, will we?" "No, mother," answered Benny, sadly. Bi\t tho corn is most gone, and then what will Crumpie eat?"
The thought had alroady struck terror to the mother's heart, for the cow was I their chief dependence. But she answered cheerfully "I don't know, Bonny. If the storm goes down wo can get out, and perhaps get some corn of one of the neighbors, and work to pay for it." "I can help!" put in Bobbie, "I can pile wood splendidly."
None of them heard the footsteps of I a man outside, for tho soft snow dead-1 oned the sound, as,Bonny said "Well, mother, I ain't goin' to grumble but I do wish wo could have one real good ChriBtmas dinner, to-iuorrow, don't you?" "Well, well! I sort o' reckon you're
goin' to have one, Master Benny!" sang out a jolly voice, as Farmer Jon .••' pushed open tho door, "Look here widow, did ye think we was goin' to furgit ye at this jubilee time? No, not of mother an' mo knows ourselves, wo won't! Now you jost como here, Benny, and help 1110 with this basket, and I shouldn't wonder if we found something better than corn meal in it! Though mush is pretty good when yo hain't go! nothing better, too. Chickens, first air there you are! Now for the bread and butter, an' tho rest o' mother's lixins. I don't believe that basket will bo quite so hefty to carry back as 'twas to gel over her. And how is that for a Cln.stmas dinner, boys?', "It's most too much for 1110, Mr. Jones!" cried Benny, between laughing and crying, while his mother was really crying, with Bobbie clinging to her, nil decided whether to join her or not. "Oh, Mr. Jones, it was surely the good Lord sent you to us, for wo wore nearly starving," sobbed tho widow. "May God bless you for this kindness." "He doos, neighbor, he blessed me every day," said the old man, reverently, "but we didn't know it was quite so bad with you. Whilo didn't you come over and toll us "I meant to come to-morrow and ask your wife if she had any weaving for 1110, or any work at all, so we could get a little corn for tho cow, and something for me and the boys. But the storm is so bad I am afraid I can't get there." "Wal, I wouldn't advise yo to try," said tho farmer quietly. "But I happen to know Martha can give ye weaving enough to keep ye busy fur a month, if you want it." "It I want it? Indeed I do want it." "Wal. we'll see to it, then. Don't ye try to git oui long's this blizzard lasts. "'11 hitch up my big sled to-morrow an' bring over some corn, and some, o' the work, if Martha's got it ready. And now I'll be goin' fur fear I git lost under some o' them big snow drifts. Good-bye, and a merry Christmas to vo all." "The same to you, neighbor, and yonr good wife, too. If the blessing of the poor can bring it. you will have a joyful day, to morrow."
With these pleasant words ringing in his ears the farmer went out into the storm again. It was blowing nnd snowing harder than ever, but rapidly turning so cold that the snow would soon cease falling. Then woe to any living creature which should bo out in that long, dark, winter night.
Farmer Jones went plunging und stumbling along, frequently almost blown from his feet, then regaining himself with a struggle. "My, never saw such night." he muttered. "I'd feel sorry for man or beast without shelter this awful weather." Ho was floundering along, not far from his own lane, and just as he spoke he stumbled again, and almost fell flat over
eoiiio
ob
ject in tho path. "That is, if I'm in tho path, myself!"' he panted, trying to keep his feet. "I may be out of it I'm sure that wasn't here, when J. came out, a while ago.
He stooped, nnd folt of the drift, to find out whnt it covered. Tho next instant, he raised himself, with aloud cry!
Why good Lord, it's a human bein! A woman, 1 do beliove! Yes,- 'tis, sure! How come she here? She'll freeze to death, sartin Buro, in an hour more! Here! hear! good woman! rome up, c:in't ye! Bouse up, I say, or vc'll freeze p'umb to death!"
He shook the prostrate form, trying toissistitto rise. An indistinct murmur told him that life was there, yet and without more ado, tho strong man lifted the figure from the snow,and with a mighty effort, bore it up the lane, to his own doer.
He conld not loosen hiB hold, so he kicked at the door, crying out: "Martha! Martha! Open, quick! I've got a frozen traveler her! Open, quick, Martha!"
The door flew open, and there stood Martha, warm, rosy and surprised. "Why, Josiah! what's tho matter? Who's this you've got?" "I don't know, Martha, but she's a human, and we must take care o' her!" answered Farmer Jones, entering tho room with his burden. "Yes, yes, to be sure, Josiah! Here, lay her right here on the lounge, and I'll take off her wot things. Did ye find her ic the road, this dreadful night? Poor soul! I wonder where she was goin' She'd a' been dead, long 'afore mornin', wouldn't she? What a mercy ye—"
Mother Jones had been rapidly unfastening the Btranger's veil, and now Bhe gave a loud shriek, crying out: "Josiah! Josiah! it's our own Sarah! It's Sarah, husband 1 Oh, my dear Lord, is she dead? Is she dead, Josiah?" "She ain't dead, nor likely to be, Martha, dear!" said the Farmer, taking the limp hands which the chilled woman was trying to lift up to them. "Don't you see she hears you Don't you see hor stir? She's mighty nigh froze, but we'll bring her to, all right. Run, Martha, get warm blankets to cover hor and I'll run out for somo snow to nib her face and hands with. That's the best thing, when a person freezing." "Yes, yes! run, Josiah, runt "cried the mother, snatcning a blanket from
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PLEASANT
THE NEXT MORNING I FEEL BRIGHT AND NEW AND MY COMPLEXION IS BETTER.
My doctor wiyn ltacts icuntly on tlio rtomach. ilrer nnd kidnu.v8,uadttfa|leiu«uil laxative. drink made from herbs, and to prepared for uThis
a# tea. It la called
All dniRirfrts soil it at 00c. and $1.00 per pockaire. Huy ono to-day. Lnne'N Fnmllv Medicine MHivttM the biw«U enrb dny« order to k* hotillhy, tliid Is necessary.
the closet, "to think that it should tie our Sarah! Bight at our own door, too! Wh:ita mercy ye was on, Josiah! Here, doar, I'll wrap yo all up in this warm blanket, an' yo can tell us all about it, after a while!"
Husband and wifo busied themsolves over tho slight figure lying on the lounge, both talking, laughing and orying at once, but never omitting to do just the right thing to recover her. And in an hour more. Sarah could sit up,and toll tliom how she came to be lying in snow-drift, at tho threshold of her old home, that Christmns Eve. 'I wanted to como so badly, for tomorrow," Biiid she, "that John said I might come out on tho train, and ho would keep little Frank at homo. So I did, and tho train was more than an hour late at Elmdale, and it was dark beforo I got there. I couldn't find anybody to bring me out, so, as I know the way perfectly well, I thought I'd walk out, and surprise you. I had no idea tho storm as going to grow worse
bo
suddenly, or bo so terriblo. And when it did, I dared not turn back, for fear of losing my way. So I kept on. until I wis overcome, and fell in tho snow. And if fathor hadn't found mo"— "It was tho Lord's own mercy that I did find ye, Sarah!" said tho father, in trembling tonen. "I shouldn't a' been out, myself, if I hadn't gone over to Widow Scott's, to take her a leetle mite
Christmas." "Oh, fathor, to think it you hadn't gone!" spoke up tho mother, clasping her hands. "To think of it, Josiah!" "I do think of it, Martha, think of it humbly. Widow Scott said if the blcssin' o' the poo.-- could bring it, we'd have a jovfnl day, to-morrow. Sort o' seems as if 'twas coinin' true, don't it?" 'Yes. Josiah! And only to remember what it. might have been, if wo had neglected to do our duty by out neighbor!"
The next day, the Christinas day, was bright and clear, though intensely cold. A beautiful, glad Christmns Day. Earlv in tho morning, Urn merry jingle of il igli bells told the 1 Itlo fan.i at the farm house tha*. tho sons were coming, 1 spile of the storm, to eat mother's turkoy. anil grasp their parents by tho hand.
And when they heard tho story, nnd looked upon the bright, fare facei their sister, which might, have lain so cold and still 'neitli its winding-sheet of snow, they bowed their heads reverently, and said, softly: "Yos, father,your Christmas blessings came home to you very soon!"
attie veu iiitts.
—Wo buy all oir best candies Fulton Market.
Paris Pannols ore Nicholson Sc Son's.
at tie
—Officer Buck Brothers will be at tho Fulton Market on Christmas tp keep tho crowd off the tide walk.
pjl tho rrige at
—Oh my! Tho candies are lovely, nt Fulton Market.
—Buy slightly damaged toys for almost nothing at the 99c. Store firo
—Santa Claus at Thursday morning.
Bale.
Fulton market
Coughinpr loads to Consumption. Kemp's Balsam will stop the cough at once.
—See great bargains in pictures nt tho great 99c. Store firo sale.
—ChriBtmas candies by tho ton at Fulton Market.
See Z. & It. for your fine home made candics and cakes, 217 east Main street.
—Attend tho grand fire salo of toys and pictures at the 99c. Store.
—Skating at the rink to-night.
Jiuclelen'ti Arnica Salve.
The best salve in the world for outs, braises, sores, -ulcers, salt rheum, fever sores, tetter, chapped hands, chilapinbe corns and all skin eruptions, and losstively ouree piles, or no pay required, It is guoranteed to give perfect satis faction, or money refunded. Price 25 Joel Block, cents per box. For sale by Nye A Co South Washington Street.
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Our store will be opened every evening next week.
EASELS, PICTURES,
THE FAIR.
*)tuouUjr
LANE'S MEDICINES
Ilow We Itoacli l'crlVctlon. We arolmvlnga biff run on Otir 110 Suits und Ovorcouts und it doosn't astonish us in tin) least. They've lilt tho null on the he-iil a* nothing else In that line ever did before. What 1b the HOcret of tlielr success? Tliero Isn't any scciot about It Titer* cun't bo unv sceret about what overybody knows and the llrst thing that leaked out about tlieni was that they arc away above par In value nnd awny below par in price. Is the run subsiding Not libit of It. On tho contrary the tldo rlslnif. This.of all other*, is the time to buy. You never make any mistake when you go with tho rising tide to headquarters.
J. A. JOELS,
The Oie Price Clothing House.
—STAPLE-
Fancy Groceries
Of All Kinds.
Fresh Bread and Cakes Every Day.
Fry & Nicholson,
136 West Main Street.
Oysters, Celery and Crackers,
ABE LEViNSON.
—DON'T FAIL TO VISIT-
For Your Chi isimas Presents.
JEWELRY. CHINA WaRE, FANCY BAiKETS, VAS15S, DOLLS, DOLL CABS, TOYa
Ciime and see uf. Store open un il It) o'clock every nif Pictures framed to order.
Natural Gas.
Having supplied ourselves with a full assortment of Burners, Gas Fixtures, Valves, Fittings-, Piping, etc., etc., we arejnow PREPARED to give estimates ac take contracts for piping Natural Gas. With new tools, Experienced Workmen from the natural gas belt, reasonable prices and prompt execution of orders, we hope to secure our full share of the public's patronage.
All work done to llie acccplatcc of ihc Natural Gas Company. T-iearve Orders Esirlv "VsTitti
Corner College and East streets.
To have NICE clothes is one thing, And to have a PERFECT fit is another.
They can be guar an feed at
Buy Yonr CI-thiEg ol J. A. Joel.
Imported Sweet Potatoes
O. U. PERRIN,
LAWYER and PATENT ATTORNEY.
I
Fancy Florida oranges, for 5 cents 8 for 10 cents or 13 cents a dozen at Joe Taylor's.
K.AW KORDSVI I,I.E,
CAX.Iv
lit.
& MURPHY'S,
I The Popu'ar Tailors at 2C6 East Main Street.
Will guarantee to all purchasers, perfect satisfaction in every detail.
SEEKING &S0N
PLUM STREET DEPOT.
Grocery and Lunch Stand
I Have roeoiviMl 1..no und SolucUul
FINE CANDIES.'
I
Large stock to Soled From ami at LOW I'HJCES.
INDIANA.
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Thcy cerdially invite an clion of this stock by all
sp ll.o.sc the
desire candies for
holidays or lor parlies.
-WE ALSO Ki:Hl
Fresh Oysters, Crackors, .Celery, Cranberries, and A Full Lino of Groceries.
OUR LUNCH COUNTER
Is open Day and Niclit anil is Ice']it fully supplied with tho best eatables.
SPECIAL BARGAINS
-IN-
Stoves and Furniture
Call and Inspect before buying as I Can Save You Moaoy
Alex C. Mahornev,
WeEt of Court Houso.
STOVES
Hewing and Cooking.
NOW
is a good time tc buy them of
8P
Thompson & Catesr
North Green Street.
The Highest CobIi Price paid for St ond Haud Goods.