Plymouth Tribune, Volume 8, Number 34, Plymouth, Marshall County, 27 May 1909 — Page 6

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Munyon s PawPaw l'ills are unlike all other laxatives or ca' .artict. They coax the liver into actiyity by gentle methods. They do not scour; they do not gripe; they do net weaken; but they do tart all the secretions ot the liver and stomach in a "way that aoon puts these organs in a healthy condition and corrects constipation. In my opinion constipation is responsible for mor-t ailments. There are thirty-two feet of human bowels, which is really a sewer pipe. When this pipe becomes clofged, tiie whole system becomes poisoned, causing biliousness, indigestion and impure blood, which often produces rheumastism and kidney ailments. Xo woman who suffers with constipation or any liver complaint can expect to have a clear complexion, or enjoy good health. Munyon's Paw-Paw Pills are a tonic to the stomach, liver and nerves. They invigorate instead of weakening; th?y enrich the blood instead of impoverishing it; they enable the stomach to get til the nourishment from food that is put into it. These pills contain no calomel, no dope, they are soothing", healing and stimulating. They school the bowels to act without physic. Price 23 cents. Will Not Down. "After all, mj friends. said the campaign spellbinder, "vital principles never thange. Questions of expediency may irisa to cloud the real and living issues from time to time, but the issues themlelves are the same from generation to feneration. Political parties, in the main, agree as to aims. It is a difference of pinion as to methods that divides them. For example, what one thing do we all, without regard to political affiliations, regard as one of the essentials of our cifilization?" "A good 5 cent cigar! 6houted an enthusiastic hearer on the outskirts of the erowd. Chicago Tribune. Ilere la Itellef for Women. If you have pains in the back. Urinary, Bladder or Kidney trouble, and want a certain, pleasant herb cure for woman's Ills, try Mother Gray's Auilrs. Mas-Leaf. It Is a safe and never-failing regulator. At Druggists or by mall äo ?s. Sample package FREE! Address. The Mother Gray Co., Leltoy, N. Y. Glad II Quit Prajlnar. Little Johnnie, who had been praying for some months for God to send him a baby brother, finally became discouraged. "I don't believe God haa any more little boys to send he told his mother, "and I'm going to quit IL" Early one morning not long after this he was taken Into his mother's room to see twin boys who had arrived In the night. Johnnie regardoä them thoughtfully for some minutes. "Gee!" he remarked finally, "it's a good thing I stopiod praying when I did.If Your Eyes Bother Yon get a box of PETTIT'S EYE SALVE, old reliable, most successful eye remedy made. All druggists or Howard Bros., liuffalo. X. Y. Evidence of Two Senses. Th- p.is-r!ii r in :hi airs'uip. awaking from a night's slop. looked out and saw a black cloud bene&th hin. I wonder where we are," he said. Then he sniffed the air. "By George !" he exclaimed. "Ifa Chicago I" Chicago Tribune. Good HOMkeeper Us tno Best. Tbat's why they use Red Cross Ball Blue. Jt leading rm-r rmt. Gentleness eraus Illuster. I haro a business friend who is as modest and as gentle as a woman, says D. S. Harden In Success Magazine, who (a narer obtrusive or self-a3sertlve, but who has a most remarkable way of jetting things well done, and getting people to see things hi3 way. lie does It without any noise or pretense. He loci It as the tender germ of the daffodil lifts its head up through the hard turf, by gentle persistency. No one feel3 conscious that this man Is trying to influence blm, or to get him to do a thing against his will; but. somehow, most people about him And themselves doing what he wants them to do. He is so delicate In hisllplomacy, so ge itle in tl3 tact, and so itrong In his self-ccnfidence that others find themselves agreeing with him without really I nowlng why. He has a large number of employes under him, yet no one ever hears him raise his voice in anger or assertive authority. He Is so gentle that strangrs cften wonder how he manages to hare any discipline; and yet everything goes like clockwork in his establishment. His employes respect him, Ukt him, because he is always kind, considerate, and never scolds, frets or nags; but they know that when he ciTes an order or makes a suggestion It mu3t bt obeyed. la ID 50. First Speed Maniac I declare thej;e peed restrictions are getting so a fallow has no fun out of his machine. Second Ditto What have they done now? First Speed Maniac Passed a law limiting the speed to fifty miles an boar in city streets, with a jal' penalty for the third case of manslaughter. Baltimore American. " THINK HAEdT" It Pays to Think About Food. The unthinking Ufa some peopl Itad often causes trouble and sickness, Illustrated in the experience of a lady la Fond du Lac, Wis. "About four years ago I suffered dreadfully from indigestion, always baring eaten whatever I liked, not thinking of the digestible qualities. This indigestion caused palpitation of the heart so badly I could not walk up a flight of stairs without sitting down net or twice to regain breath and trtngth. "I became alarmei and tried dieting, ffoe my clothes very loose, and many other remedies, but found no relief. "Hearing of the virtues of GrapeNats and Postum, I commenced using them In place of my usual breakfast of coffee, cakes, or hot biscuit, a-d In one week'a time I was relieved of sour stomach and other ills attending Indigestion. In a mouth's time my heart was performing. its functions naturally and I could climb stairs and hills and wait long distances. I gained ten pounds In this short time, and my skin became clear and I completely regained my health and strength. I continue to use Grape-Nuts and Postum for I feel that I owe my food health entirely to their use. There's a Reason. "1 Ilka the delicious flavor ot Grape Kara and by making Postum according to directions, It tastes similar to mild high grade coffee." Read "The Road to Wellvllle," in pkgs. Ever read the above letter? A new one appears from time to time. They are genuine, true, and full ol human interest.

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WHEN Uncle John Forsythe sold his little farm anct came to live with his widowed sister in Cedarville, Olive, the latter's daughter, was not particularly pleased. if if v - rfi I lltr was a tail, iPul w. iu lauea, Kin illy eyes and a shy manner that ought to haw touched her young 'heart. But Olive was fen I of stylo and full Of fnnlish nri.To and tne worn old man, sitting in an easy chair day by day. did not. tj her mind, improve the appearance of nie family circle. He like,! nld-fh. ioned things to eat. too. which Mr. Stanley, his sister, took pleasure in providing, but which were not t SHAW Olive's taste. She did not take pain? f either to entertain her uncle or to I be agreeable, and if a certain pair or dim, old eyes regarded her many times wistfully, she gave them small heed. Once, as the strains of her violin floated out upon the air. Uncle John tiptoed in. He had been sitting alone in the twilight, a full of memories. "Olive." he sal 1. gently, "did ycu ever p' v. 'Tenting on the Old Camy) ground?'" O'ivo locked up. "No." sho replied shortly. "Or, 'Tramp, Tramp. Tramp, tho ; Memorial Day. Three generations stand by the tombs of the soldier dead to pay tribute to the Nation's heroes who gave theri lives to the cause of the Union. The comrades of those who fell, their children and their grandchildren, joia in marking the last resting place of the Republic's martyrs. There Is annually noticeable a deepening of tho sentiment of gratitude fcr these men's sacrifices, and of appreciation of the value of their services. The new Americans are able even more accurately than their predecessors to grasp the significance of the titanic strug gle between the States and its effect upon the world's civilization. Theirs Is the historical perspective, and through it they see a reunion of the sections, not as a political achievement, not as a sociologioal phenomenon, but as a step in a great progression toward a national ideal. Memorial Day is not essentially a day of tears. Personal grlefä are o! course reawakened and lssr?s are felt more keenly than on other occasions. But the ceremony of decorating tho graves of the soldier dead with flags

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Boys Are Marching?" went on the wistful tone. "Xo," replied Olive, impatiently. 'I din't know any of those old songs, cr care to." "It's a pity," replied I'nr le John, gentlV: "VOil Wnillil lipphnns if vrn raall what these old songs meant. I ali ways remember how they helped us ! over the long, hard marches and the I still watches of the night. Many and j many a time we've sung 'em, not ! knowing whether another day's sun J would set for us or not. It did not for a good many of my brave comrades poor, poor fellows!" There was a G. A. II. post in the little town, and it was not long before Uncle John found his way to It. He never missed a meeting, never forgot the evening it occurred, and by and hy the old soldiers of the town fell Into the habit of occasiona'.lv dropping In to visit with Uncle John at his sister's heme. "Mother, there are old Captain Pollock and Mr. Oase coming up the stops." Olive irritably announced on MEMORIAL, evening. "Well, what of it?" smilingly asked iher mother. "Why, they're so old and shabby looking," cried Olive. "Olive!" Mrs. Stanley's voice had in It a note of pain. "Olive, do you know, dear, I'm afraid you're sadly lacking In patriotism and appreciation. Uncle John finds 'his pleasure now in looking back; 'Thinking back.' is svhat James Whitcomb Riley called it, I - believe. He takes pleasure in talking over old times with these fiiends he has found. The battles of 'Gl to 'C." are as fresh to him as if and flowers is in no sense gloomy or roorbid. It Is uplifting, inspiring, reassuring. It is a wholesome ceremonial, significant of the survival of patriotism, of the fruits of sacrifice, of the glories of reunion. The tear that are shed are often tears of joy. The graves are honored resting places. The emblems placed ujon them are tokens of the esteem and gratitude of millions of people. The widow, daughter, son or grandchild of the soldier sleeping under the sod can not but feel proud of his participation in tho great strife for a vital principle and exult in the signs of a baton's devotion to him and his comrades. The humblest bearer of a musket receives today as warm a tribute as does the most renowned wearer of shoulder-straps. Memorial Day knows no gradation of military rank. The men who fought and fell were all heroes, and as such are honored today without discrimination. The same flr.g covered them when they were burie 1. Tbo saddest note of all today is sounded by the drums to the music of which march the veterans of the war of the 'CO's. Their feet are flag

they had occurred but yesterday. I cannot expect you to realize this, cr have sympathy with him; but, dear, tender him at least common courtesy. These brave men Hearing so rapidly tiieir Father's house to them, you younger generation owe a large debt. Their valor,, their courage their bravery! Who does not know of it? And Olive, i? the face of all this, will yoi not feel more kindly toward Uncle John? It is indeed pathetic to se? hew he loves you, and yet you pay him so little attention." Decoration Day was drawing near, and a celebration was being planned to take place at the town hall. There were to be speeches and singing, and a famous speaker was coming ui from the nearby city to address the old soldiers. Uncle John was up early that morning. He was to march in the parade wiih the rest of th? Post, and seats were to be reserved for them in the hall. "Olive, you must go," urged her mother at the last moment, 'and finally, reluctantly enough, Olive consented. Hut as sh tcok a seat with her n.other in the hall, festooned with its Hags, its bunting, its flowers, a little quiver of patriotism sweep over 'her for the first time. Memorial Day did mean something, and when, in a few moments, the old soldiers filed in. most of them old men with white hair and trembling steps, a tear shone on her lens lashes, for Olive was not h wilful girl, only a very thoughtless cne. After the singing and the repeating: cf Lincoln's speech at Gettysburg, the speaker arose, an erect man with a keenly intellectual face full of force and strength. He began with a

tribute to the gray-haired veteran before him; told how, when a small boy, he first became a patriot by listening to a one-armed soldier in th? city hall of lloston give the hi.;tory of the different flags gathered then1 and the battles the had been in. llr speke of Lincoln, that tall, plain, angular man. who, at the firing of t!n guns at Fcrt Sumter, took the j: option hp did. "Has it ever occurred to you." he went on, "that Lincoln might have acted a little tou hastily or a little too late? But nc; tho psychological moment came. He seized it. and the war went on to a victorious close." He spoke of Grant. Sheridan. Sherman and then ha paused a moment. "May I ask." he added, "if there is anyone here wlio was in that march to the sea that famous. memorable march, now passed Into history?' Olive sat still. She wished some cne of these old veterans sitting near had been there. And then, in the bush and stillness, someone aros?. It was Uncle John, old and bent and feeble, but with a ' faint flush up?n his withered cheeks. "Ah!" cried the speaker. "I congratulate this Po.-t." And then in the twinkling of nn eve. handkerchiefs waved and hanis clapped enthusiastically. It was all over in a minute, but how everyone enjoyed it! And 33 Uncle John sat down, lo! the years had rolled back. He heard again the martial music, the tramp of many feet, the gleaming of the old campflres. He saT again Sherman Sherman the IndomBOSTON. itable Sherman the patriot Sherman the leader. Ah, it was good to have lived in days like that. It was ail over at last, but Olive at the close did a new thing, she walked straight up to Uncle John. "Uncle Jchn," she said, suddenly, "I want to beg your pardon. I did not realize what real patriotism meant until today, or real bravery. Neither had I understood just how much the country owe3 to such men as you." From the Home Herald. One form of religion is to keep th windows of the sleeping room open. ging, their bodies wearying. The youngest of the recruits of 'Gl are now bending under the burden cf ago and the ranks are thinning. In the years to come may the day be far distant when they too shall have joined the silent bivouac and the grand army of preservation all have vanished from the face of the earth. Memorial Day will acquire a significance never before attained, with the whole country bowing in reverence before the flower-decked graves. Washington Star. Shadow of Old Glory. For them no more the cannons roar, The riot f charge or sally; No more they reel from shock ot steel. Nor thrill when the drum beat "Rally!" Low they lie in the warm earth's breast, Breathe not of war above them! They conquered peace and a laureled rest And the whole broad land to love them.

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With June's first fair touch Felt through last breaths of May; Wiü the world bloom-aglow. Comes Memorial Day. A day, when with flowers. And slow, solemn tread! We go to the graves of Our dear precious dead. We whisper above them; Their souls surely hear! IT WAS the evening after one of the greatest battles. The suriving scldiers of the battle were fatigueJ, and glad to drop down almost anywhere to rest. Those who had been on the reserve were caring for the dead and wounded, and in the hospital tent were those who wore the blue and those who wore the gray, groaning with the wounds received in battle, and beim; treated by the Union physicians. Near the hospital about a dozen Union men were sitting up- j on the ground, around 1 a fire cf sticks and limbs, trying to "cord: coffee." On the right ar.d on the left, in front of them and in the rear, could be seen cne ueaa nouies, dressed in tne unlforr of the friend and of the foe. They were just taking the coffee from the fire when a soldier came up, and discovering that the dozen men were of his company, said: "How Is it, boys; are you dry?" "Trying to cook our coffee, Ned," 6aid one of the soldiers, "but I guess it will be Virginia mud and water mixed, together." "I've got something good," said the first speaker, producing his canteen, which had hung across his shoulders. "What is it?" asked one. "Whisky," replied Ned. ' "You're a trump;' "that's jolly;" "that is just the stuff;" "that will revive us;" and other expressions of satisfaction and pleasure were made by the men. "Ilpre. sergeant." said Ned. reaching the canteen towards a tall, noblelinoking fellow who had been silent, "throv aside your temperance principles for once and take a drink." "Not any, iNed, thanks." replied the one addressed as sergeant. "Come, now! you have fought like a tlser all day. You do not know but what you might have to rally in five minutes." "True. Ned. but excuse me." "Not a drop?" "Say. sergeant," said Ned, "if it Is agreeable to the boys, we shall adjourn the drink for five minutes and you tell us how you came to be such an advocate of temperance." "I secend the motion," said another soldier. "And so do I!" "And I. too!" l "Well, boys," "said the sergeant. "I will tell you. It is a short stcry, and therefore soon told. When I was nineteen I had to leave school owing to the death of my father. I came heme to help my mother, who needed me. -My father had been a prosperous farmer; he had that frugality and sturdy industry characteristic of the Vermont farmers. My mother I always considered the most handsome woman on earth, at least she appeared so to me, and as a mother, there never was one better. "After my father had been dead k poamboB I .ttoijauios 'JBO.C v noqu passion for hunting, fishing, and especially cooning. There was nothing that delighted me so much as it did to take my dog and go out with some of the neighboring boys and bring home a number of ccons. One night, three or four of our neighbors came to our house after me. They thought they had found a new place a corn YOUNGEST OF SOLDIERS. According to Lossing, the historian, the distinction of having been the youngest soldier that ever bore arms in battle probably belongs to Colonel

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field where there was plenty of I the whisky." Turing the canteen upgame. I needed no 'urging. I kiss? 1 ( side down, he emptied its contents on my mother good-by, told her that I tlie ground. As the liquor went gurg-

would not be late, called my dos. and away we went. "I drank some whisky, and on ray return leeled and staggered arcund the yard a little in a vain attempc to find the steps to the house. I stumbled over something, fell down, an 1 was unable to get up. After a little I- went to sleep a regular drunken sleep. "It seejps that in the night some time my 'mother became anxious, because I did net come home. She had not been to bed, but 'had fallen into a slumber upon the couch. She awoke, as I said before, some time in the night, and fearing that harm had befallen me. arose from the couch, put her shawl ever her head and started out to find me. And she found me in a condition most deplorable. Indeed. "At first she thought I was dead. or that I had been brutally treated by a highwayman. But when she stooped down to look at me, and saw by the raoonlizht. mv face, she knew that her only child was drunk. Sho tried to waken me; she tried to get me into the house, but she had net ' I llliO i I 1

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the strength. She went to the house and got a pillow and placed it under my head. She covered me with blankets; she protected my face from the dew by placing an open umbrella I over me. She drew her shawl tightly ' round her shoulders and sat down bj my side. "In the morning I awoke just as j the sun was riSing. t foutul her there. Great tears were chasing each ether down her cheeks. I saw at onco that my mother had cared for me all night. She had faithfully kept her lonely vigil watching her drunken son, weeping and praying. "'I am awfully thirsty, T said. My voice sounded strange, weak and unnatural. I got up; my mother rose, went to the well and brought me i CUP of "ater- As she handed the oup to me she bowed her head that I might not see her grief; but I saw a tear come down her pale cheek and drop into the cup. I took the cup from her hand and drank its contents, tear and all. Yes. boys. I drank my mother's tear, and I made a solemn vow that I never again would drink her tears. "I led my mother into the house: I led her to the armchair, and a? John Lincoln Clem, assistant quartermaster-general. United States Army, who is at present stationed at San Francisco. Colonel Clem enlisted in the Union Army as a drummer boy in May, 1861, before he had reached the age of ten years. He served thereafter to the end of the Civil War. under Generals Grant, Rosecrans and Tham as, and took an active part In many important battles. When only twelve years old be was made a sergeant of Company C, Twenty-second Michigan Regiment, on the battlefield of Chickamauga. We stand beside the road and wait, Expectant for a sign, Till round the distant bend they come, A proud though faltering line. We linger In the wayside grass. Drenched with the early dew, To watch the closing of the march, The start we never knew. And so, 'mid bent and halting forms, 'Midst battle-flags of yore. We catch no vision of the lads ho went and came no more.

soon as she was seated I got down upon my knees. '".Mother," I said, 'this is my firit; it shall be the last.' "'Charles,' said she. running her fingers through my hair, 'I hope so. God bless you.' "I looked up and my mother had fainted. I tcok her in my arms, as cne might take a child, and placed her upon a bed. "It was the beginning of what came near being her death. Days and nights and weeks I was at that sick bed. I heard her, as her mind wandered, praying for me, and pleading for my reformation. And at times she wouM imagine that she was talking to my father. She would tell him of the plans which she had for her son, and that she hoped he would be a sober gentleman. Every word she said was like a knife cutting me; and many a time I wished that I had died before I ever tasted liquor. "But. thank Gcd, my mother got well. It was a long time before she was able to leavee her room. I waa her constant companion. iSomehow It seemed to me that her life depended upon my care. "When the war broke out, I made up my mind that I ought to enlist. I told my mother about it, and asked her advice. " 'Charlie, she said, I am afr'aid to let you go.' "She blushed as she looked me in the face. But her reply was one never to be forgotten. "'Charlie, I am afraid that you will be overpowered by strong drink. "'Mother, said I, 'I solemnly vow by the sacred memory of my dear father, that I will never drink another drop of intoxicating liquor without your consent. " 'Then you may go to the war. Charlie.' That was her reply, boys. And I tell you. what when I drink an intoxicant, it will be when my mother's own hand brings it to me and she asks me to drink lt.'M "I say, boys," said Ned, "here goes

1 1InS out. he said: "I've got a mother. too. and I'm done with liquor." "And I. too!" "And I!" Every one took the pledge, and it was afterwards said that the men who were gathered around tho campßre that night were the strongest temperance men in the whole brigade. National Advocate. THE TLAG ABOVE THR c3CHOOLHOJ6E svDOOB MAHR.I E.T CROCKED In cities and in villages, in countrj districts scattered wide, Abov tne schoolhoure aoor it floais a thing of beauty and of pride; Thi poorest child, the rleuest beir 'tis theirs in common to adore, For 'tis their flag that proudly floats the flag above the schoolhouse door! What does it mean. O Careless boy, O thoughtless girl at .happy play? Red for the blood your fathers shed on some far-off eventful day White for the loyalty and faith o! Djoqaoj oq.w nouiOÄ ssnuno To liioum. but Rave their all to save the flag above the schoolhouse door. Youth's Companion. ADMIRAL FA RR AG UT. HERO OF THE MARCH TO THE SEA. .tit1 ' o ... r v 3 40 - GENERAL WILLIAM T. SHERMAN.

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