Semi-weekly Independent, Volume 2, Number 11, Plymouth, Marshall County, 18 December 1895 — Page 6

Tuar won't l.c np.yjTliri'mas fun l'roiiiid i.sr house this year. For Sandy Clnwa. In passin by, TU jest lean (ii !i his rar. An' w'on lu- feels the cldtnbley'g coli, Ile'U gnmt: "I'll put riglit on; tin med ; stnppiii In t Clay's, The chii'cri:" ad gone." An' jit I've seed tli tlni when he 'IM hoc ti Iminp hisse'f To fill the stookin's liangin up Kr I n' r hiniMey slio'f. An nie nu" maw'il be i:p tül twelve Kr one. ri-p:pp:n oo'n. lit ico o' M i-Ii-üke iloiu's now; Tlie ciiiiie: u's :ill guiie. I ustcr fool pkmip like a !oy, To mo liicin ymmg 'im sit Au talk o t'i.rl'imis bein' nlgli. An wonder v.lnit they'd git. An fix theirse'ves t stay awake Till Sandy kein alon"! Thai's tu i:e watches for him now, The chüiem's all gone. They're il grow'd up an' married o!T I-JseopMn little Joe. They .spoke for him up yander. An' wo hail to leave hi;u go. Twiiz .o'rful rough t lose him. lint now we're glad tliar's u:ie Thet's Mill a little shaver. Though the chilleru's all gone. An sol tin" yore this Chris'ir.us night, I sex to maw. it seemed Ez if I M-nseil his rosy face Uight wbar the firelight gleamed. An' maw, she 'lowed that niebbe he Had lent us laek our own. Cii7. Chri'mus nn't a smeller w'en The chilleru's all goae. It kinder made my hones thaw out To j"'lge l Let w'en we die tYolt find our little tad ag'in. Not grov.'d a stuitch more high. I wan litin like he uster le. Jest lig enough to run. I won't Ktr.y up thar of I find T!ie cliilicrn's all gone. -New Vork Lodger. 1 -tSiT TUM city editor sat at his tabl hard at work, when the green-shaded electric lamp revealed Billy Me(luffy, the youngest reporter, approaching, embarrassed and apologetic in demeanor. "Mr. Ban well." lie began, "could I have two passes for the theater to-night V" "Basses for twoV" rosjionded Ban well, staring hard. "Two! Oh. Jonesoy, come here, quick! Billy's gone wrong. He wauts theater tickets for two!" chuckled the editor, throwing out the coveted pasteboards, and Billy, blushing like a girl, fled from the office, followed by Jones' solemn warning: "Billy, my son, pause and reflect." Billy made his way down the street till ' IT WAS EV1DKNT S1IK HAD lie reached a tall building that rose from a corner, entered it, 4ook the elevator to the top floor, and paused at the open door f a gieat brilliantly-lighted room. Facing the unit, on liiirh stools, sat some doens of girls, nparently pla'ying games with4! j'ogs on a continuous brass checker board that extended around the room. The trirls had small round discs fastened to .their eats, but hands free to place the pegs or ring up a subscriber. It was the city telephone exchange. l'orhap3 it was the free magnetism of electricity of tho place, or Billy's hypnotic Ktonce that made otic gjrl turn her head, smile and gracefully slipping from the tall stool come quickly into the hall. Billy narrated how he had just got theater tickets, and exhibited them. The telephone girl took them to look at. "Why. Billy," Bhe said, after a paue, "these tickets are for the Ultii." .

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"Of course. Christmas eve; that's aU right, isn't it? "I'm on duly. Why didn't you telephone to mo, and ask what night I could go? You knew I was at the end of your wire. and you would have done it, if you cared anything for me," and down went the tickets to the floor. It was evident that pretty Sudio had a temper of her own. She turned with dignity, and left Billy standing there. The, quarrel had come on so suddenly that he hardly realized it was all over. Then, feeling as if all thej world had suddenly turned to ice and ink he mournfully regained the street. Sadie sat at her work, as the night went

on, listening to calls from people who wished "Merry Christinas" over the' wire?, and wondered wny nors uiu not come. Then, about 1 o'clock a sharp ring came in. No, it was not Billy's voice! 'ivo mo ono-naught-six-four. quick!"' Now. it invariably irritates a telephone girl to he told to le quick. She is always quirk. The "quick" aroused Miss Sadie's temper, hut she said nothing; 1,'MJJ was the number of the Blade editorial rooms, the rival of Billy's paper. '"Hollo! that you, Barker?" continued the voice. "Say, there's the biggest thing on to-night, and we've got the deadwood on the Argus, if we work it right. There's been a Christmas eve t raged 3' in the Italian quarter at 7('S Bremer street. Two men are dead, and one's so bad he'll die before morning." "Who's on that beat for the Argus':" came the breathless inquiry. "Oh. I've fixed that Billy McC.uffy, and I've got him out tho way. I had a fellow tell him there was a frightful accident out at Bloouifie'd, and he thinks he's got a scoop on it. Take the murder case; here's the details." Sadie had made up her mind what to do. She knew she was wrong, but poor Billy! She had been on the newspaper wins long enough to know tho value of time to a morning paper. She listened carefully to the message, then she rang up the Argus. "Hello, Ban well, city editor," she said. "Take a frightful tragedr in the Italian quarter. Billy-Billy MeUuflfy." "All right: hurry it along. Say. Billy, you're scared you talk like a girl." "It's enough to scare anybody two men dead and another on the way." Sadie gave the full particulars, rang off abruptly, and sat back looking scared herself at what she had dared to do. About 4 o'clock a call came from tho Argus cilice, and Sadie's answer had a tremble in it. "Hello." sounded Billy's voice. 'Is that you? Merry Christmas. I just got back from running down a rumor Do wo make up. Sadie V" "Well, I'll be free at 0 o'clock, and then you may come over and see me home." At the Argus otlico, Billy just arrived from his bootless errand, stayed all alono till daylight. As he started after Sadie the watchman handed him a copy of tho paper damp from the press. He read tho startlintr headlines: AWFUL CHRISTMAS TRAGEDY. Two Men Instantly Killed in a Brawl, and a Third Dies This Morning. "Oh, dear! oh. dear!" wailed Billy. "I'm a goner! Bight in my district, too! Hero I was fooling about the suburbs, and Ban well so short-handed. Well, it's all up wilh Bill McUuffy." lie hurried to tho telephone exchango building, where ho found Sadie at tho door waiting for him. "Oh. Billy!" she cried; "I've done the most dreadful thing." "So have I." "But I'll lose my situation if I'm found out." "I'm found out now," sighed Billy, "and my situation is as good as gone. But tell me about your trouble first," and Sadie told him as they walked along. : "Yes. Billy," she said, as Billy accused himself of being a fool (they were standing in the porch of her home now); "yes, Billy, you're green. You never know enough to do the right thing at the right a: . O" 1 time. "Oh, don't I?" said Billy, and he kissed, her as they stood there. ! "Oh, Billy." she cried, catching herj breath. "I did not think you had thcourage." ; All of which shows that a young manl on a daily paper learns many things asj time goes on, which thought passed) A TKMPKB OF HER OWN." through Billy's mind a he modestly and silently listened to Mr. Banwcll's compliments that afternoon cn his enterprise and wide-awakeness on Christmas eve. Rhoo or Stocking. Some little Fre.: h-Canadian children were discussing a very Imiortaut matter with some of their Yunkeo neighbors from "over the line." Tho French children ore in the habit of putting their shoos on 4ho hearth instead of hanging up their stock'ngs, on the night before Christmas, and the littlo Yerniontors naturally thought this a strange custom. "Any v.ay," said one of tho Canadian, girls, "shoes are a great deal nicer than stockings to get bottles of perfumery In; because if it breaks and spills it can't rua out."

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1. IT was Christmas eve, and the wlad blow keen Across the prairies that lie between Fort lodge, on the Arkansaw, under the hill; lnd the straggling hamlet of Purdyviilo. tVhere dwelt Niles Nelson, who rode that day From his home to the northward, far awny. Over the bun-h grass, hare and browa. Into the bustling frontier town. The night was dark not a star on high ind a blizzard brewing up there in the sky. N'iles Nelson stopped out Into the street; The wind was driving a blinding sheet Of powdery snow right into his face, lint NIlos was happy; he left the place With a g'ow la his heart, for little Moll, His baby daughter, would get her doll. The Christmas gift he had promised long. Nlles Nelson, trolling a Christinas song. And facing the north wind, sturdily rode. While past hliU the Storm Fieud'a coursers strode. The snow grows deeper, the night more wild. ' When he hears t'a j wall of a little child, Nut5 Lost ou the prairie and doomed to die If heaven prove deaf to Its feeble cry. Ho leaps from hU pony, he searches long; lie feel.s It: he hus It within his strong, Hough hands; he pressen It to his breast A. place of shelter, a place of rest. 'Ion't cry, little honey, you'll catch more - cold." And he wrapped the child In many a fold Of his blanket course, and he hugged It tight To hi.? Mg, broal breast, hut the blizzard's blight ?tlll strove to wither Its tender life. do mounted hU pony, and then the strife With the wolllsli v.iud, and the blinding snow, ' And the bltlug cold (that the plainsmen know When the Storm Fiend flies) began once more. And under h!j breath Nlles Nelson swore. Then a silence fell tn the tumult wild. And he heard the voice of the little child! "Now I lay me down to sleep: I pray the Lord my soul to keep; Patent Xevr Vear's IIcsolvcs. I will get up and dress when the breakfast bell rings. I will not complain when everything goes to suit me. I will treat my wife ns politely as though she was a perfect stranger. I will strive to be more thoughtful for my own comfort, that others, seeing me happy, may also endeavor to bo contented. I will not spend so much money this year on tho useless frivolities of life. I will ot deavor to impress upon my family the duty of greetingwith cheerful voices and laughing faces, the father of a family when he returns home, wearied with the depressing cares and labors of n long business day. I will go out by myself oftener, in order that my family may enjoy the tranquil and improving pleasure of a long,uninterrupted eveuingin the quiet sanctity of ri happy home. I must be more unselfish, and take better care of myself that I may long bo spared to be tho joy and light, of the homo which it has pleased an appreciative Providence to bestow upon me. I will pay my pew rent this year, If I have to deny myself a'new overcoat, and my children have to go witho.ut shoes. I feel that we have not heretofore sufficiently denied ourselves la little luxuries

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. TDES-StRT Vnd Rd.1s.n5 sted CrNcKer5 "Cheese Coffee "My Cod, how can I? Oh, Niles. she's dead." "Dead?" "Yea, Niles, she's lost lu the snow; To-day was pleasant, and Mollle would go On the prairie to play, and she didn't come back. When the night shut down, all 6tormy nnd black, I set the lamp on the window Bill. Rushed Into the st-rm and sought her until Tho bl'zznrd drifted me back to the door. That shall open for Mollle, our Mollle, no more." Niles Nelson stood like a stalle of stone; Then he raised his hand nnd said, with a groan: "Is theie a God that will kill a child And bring Its father across the wild Of wintry plains to save from death The child of another?" He drew his breath With n savage hiss, as he snatched away The blanket In which the baby lay. The blue eyes open; the rose lips call: VOh, papa, you're home! Now I want my doll." SXJ for the sake of maintaining a good appearance at church. I will be, in all things, an affectionate husband, a loving father, a good provider; and I Rill rear up a family that will love and respect me, and render to me prompt and cheerful obedience, with perfect deference to my comfort, or I will break their backs in the attempt. llurdctte, in Ladies' Home Journal. An Ocular Demonstration. a

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CANDIES FOR CHRISTMAS.

Swectmcata for the Delectation of the Jlnys nml Girls. It wnnM not seem Christmas to the little people w ithout candy, any-more than it would without dolls, and even oldr ones would have the game feeling if something sweet wore missing. There aro many pretty ways of serving bon-bons with the Christmas dinner, l'retty dishes tilled with them can be placed upon the table. laiuty lags of various colored silks, wiih sprays of flowers painted upon them and tilled with hon bons. either with dinner card attached or name painted upon them, are pleasing souvenirs. The variety of candies that can be made at home is iutinite as to color, shape and flavor. The purity and cheapness of these manufactures are worthy of consideration, also. Here are a few good recipes : French vanilla cream Break into a bowl the white of one or more egg, as is required by the quantity you wish to make and add to it an equal quantity of cold water; then stir in the tinest powdered or confectioners' sugar until it is stiff enough to mold into shape with the tingers. Flavor with vanilla to taste. After it is formed into balls, cubes or lozenges, place upon plates to dry. Candies made without cooking arc not as good the first day. This cream is the foundation of all the French creams. Nut creams Chop almonds, hickorynuts, butternuts or Bnglish walnuts quito tine. Make the French cream, and before adding all the sugar while the cream is still quite soft, stir into it the nuts, and then form into balls, bars or squares. Three or four kinds of nuts may be mixed together. Maple sugar creams -Crate maplo sugar, mix it in quantities to suit the taste, with French cream, adding enough confectioners sugar to mold into any shapo desired. Walnut creams are sometimes made with maple sugar, and are delicious. Orange drops Crate tho rind of one orange and squeeze the juice, taking care to reject the seeds. Add to this a pinch of tartaric acid; stir in confectioners' sugar until it is stiff enough to form into small balls the size of a small marble. These are declicious. Stirred cream walnuts Take two cupful of sugar, two-thirds of a cupful of boiling water and one-half salt tonspoonful of cream of tartar. I?oil until it begins to thicken. Stir in chopped walnuU and drop on tins. The Day In Richmond. Th? following extract from the "Diary of a Itefugee," describing a Christmas in Richmond in 1SG-I, portrays graphically the meager provision for Christinas festivities it was possible to make in the capital of the Confcderacv: "Dec. 2d, lSGi. Tho sad Christmas has passed away. J. and C. were with us, and very cheerful. "We exerted ourselves t3 be so, too. The church services in. the morning were sweet and comforting. St. raid's was dressed most elaborately and beautifully with evergreens; all looked as usual, but there is much sadness on account of the failure of the South to keep Sherman back. "When we got home our family eircl was small but pleasant. "We had aspired to a turkey, but finding the prices range from $00 to $100 in tho market on Sat urday we contented ourselves with roast beef, and the various little dishes which Confederate times made us believe are tolerable substitutes for the viands of better days."At night I treated our little party to tea and ginger cakes, two very rare indulgences, and but for the sorghum grown in our own fields the cakes would havo 4been an impossible indulgence. Nothing but the fact that Christmas comes but once a year would make such extravagance at all excusable. "I'oor fellows, how they enjoy our plain dinners when they come. Two meals a day has become the rule among refugees nnd many citizens from dire necessity. Tho want of our accustomed tea nnd coffee is very much felt by the leaders. The rule with us is only to have tea .when sickness makes it necessary. A country lady from one of the few spots in Virginia where the enemy has never boon, and where they retain their comforts, asked mo gravely why. we did not substitute milk for tea. She could hardly believ me when I tvld her that wc had not had milk more than twice in eighteen, months, and then it was sent by a country friend. It 1 now fi a quart."

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YHE BRAKEMAN'S STORY ONE NEW YEAR'S EVE. OF It Was To'd in the Caboose of a Cattlo Train Between Stations What cQn,6 of Iloldins: tp.e Front" of No. in a Storm of Slcct. Fad Kom int-e. r:y 1 US S;l lJUli'l iiUt-si-lo that v, hen the JT long livight tr;im would omno to a standstill with aa awkward j rk. wn could almost hoar ;. .lissdthodrifi t they f, I in"!,' flakes aa I. The soft r";ii tire spiuttorI Jifluily in the oMfashinned. cast imn t-tove. i t h o a t knowing precisely why. wo sat mostly in silence. We woro four hours behind time. Silting in the littl 1 v; yMor r e 1 caboose, rumbling along through a blind fog ,f snow with a flying express at our heel give an uncanny -ensatlon. Ti.e drummer who had l.oanh d th train at Dubinin sat moros'ly on a pile of grips. A con pit of shippers anxiously discussed the prospects lor getting their stock to market. At the entrance of Joe. the braLcman, howrver. the glum little party f-eeincd to thaw. He swung down off the roof ia a cheery sort f fashion. "Joe," said one of the shippers, 'b we going to reach Chicago in time for a 2s' ow Year's dinner:" "Isn't this good enough for you to liv in? How'd you like to bo out brakin j to-night r " 'Tain't no snap, that's a fact." "Xo, you bet it ain't." said Joe. decisively. "I Jut this ain't a patching to what it is sometimes. Somehow to-night reminds me of the night afore New Year's two years ag. That was when we brought Johnny IIair.es homo. (luess you must 'a known Johnny," Le added, turning tü the shipper. "Xope. Heard of him. Go on. Joo. What was the story':" "Xot much of a one," Joe replied ilepreratingly. "Just a brake-man's yam. The first day I over saw Johnny Jl i'nes I thought he was a!out the handsomest lad I ever set eyes on. He came up on No. on her first trip, and there wasn't a girl along tho road that hadn't .1 smiie for him as he v nt ly. One of the fellows told us Johnny lielonpe,! to a go d family, but got kicked out for some reason or other." Joe stopped, pulled vigorously at h pipe for a fe-,v minutes, and iinally llie rather husky voice went on: "t"p the road not very far from her there is a pretty little farm and right at the corner of it v.-as a water tank. It happened that on this farm there was a dark-eyed little girl who was the idol of all the boys along tho road. To who was to win with Johnny, and regalar as th--train passed the farm Jon n? was always there to meet him. Things rnn :h:i through the summer and fall, nnd w found out that Johnny had been promise! a raise, and along about the holidays h was going to gi t married. I used to notice, though, that every once in a while his brow would cloud up, as if he was thinking of something that hurt him. "We had a big wain that New Year's Eve, and with the snow and sbet and the coltl it gave us no end of trouble. She parted three or four times, and it was dangerous work setting brakes or getting down to make couplings. Several times we thought we were stalled in drifts. We wanted to get through to Chicago, for the next day was New Year's, and all hands had a day off. Johnny aji'l I fought like beavers against the cold. I was more anxious about him than myself, and was warning him how a sudden Hing might send a man flying down under the wheels, when the whistle sounded down brakes. Johnny Tan qJiead, thi car tops being slippery as glass. I looked up, and through the snow and the dark I recognized the water tank. Just at that moment the train gave a fright fid jerk, and I saw the engine go rearing in the air, a lantern swing wildly and go down. I went flat cn the car and hung there for dear life. We stopped in ten or twenty yards and I swung off the car like mad. "Something made me feel that Johnny had gone under the wheels, and when I crawled ahead a few cars there I found him, lying all white and stiil. Wo picked him up nnd started to carry him to the house where Jenny lived. I saw that the wheels had gone over both log. A. white little face came to the door and looked at us a moment, but Jenny didn't faint or cry. We just carried him in and put him on the bed and tdie took charge of him. One of the boys rode over to get a doctor. Johnny lay vcrv ouiet. until I the doctor's examination was linishd. and then pullmg Jenny s hand weakly, he said in a husky voice, 'Little girl. I want to go home.' And that he insisted on all the rest of the night. Wc decided to put 1 stv.-y' ?. s.l i- V wmm v.ii.i'r!''-''Y 2 mm I.1TTI.K fill:!., I WANT TO fiO IKiMr:.' him on board the morning express. All Jenny would ti ll us was that his 'father lived in Cincinnati. lSut she gave the conductor an address for a wire. We didn't think that he would last the journey, nnd about half way dow n he suddenly clutched Jenny's hand hard. The little girl threw herself upon him sobbing as if her heart would break. I'oor Johnny was gone." Joo paused a moment and looked Into the fire. "Well," he said, "to cut it short, when we got into Chicago Johnny's fat her was there. I led him to where the boy'lay. He looked very hard at "the little girl who sot there sobbing, nnd said, slowly, 'Is this Jenny?' And then he took her TerjJ QuJeUj Iu Lii arms and kissed her, vj

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