Terre Haute Daily News, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 27 November 1890 — Page 2

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KNTOWK the law, and let no guilty man escape.

CAIT.UN 1.)AVM, the people will ba with you just BO Ion# A* you enforce the law without fear or favor.

.JOHN GOODWIN, a young scamp, was sentenced to two years in the penitentiary yesterday afternoon by Judge Taylor. This was the flrst sentence imposed by the now Circuit judge and is a just one, .Fudge Taylor is to be complimented fur so promptly administering justice to this young man. The crime which I ioodwin was found guilty of was A hen iou8 one ami his punishment comes not too soon.

"The man of firm and no!»!e »out. No fn':tioim c-lrtinourti rmitrol N«» lhrwtle»l»iK tyrmit'H ljrklinj»' brow *4ti swerve Uitn from lil» ju*t Intent." .Just fltirh a man do the law abiding and law living people wish to find in you iSuperitt'cndnii Davis, and if you fail, a '"man of linn and noble soul" will be found to take yotf place. Never have the better element in our c'ty bean BO united in tho suppression of lawlessness as now. All eyes are upon you and your force and "no threatening tyrant's darkling brow" must swerve you doing what is expected of you.

have many things to be thankful for to-day. We have a promise of the "enforcement of law a closing of the saloons at 11 o'clock and on Sunday the suppression of gambling, which baa seemed so difficult, will then be found easy of accomplishment. After'this week law and order, and we sincerely hope sobriety, will take a turn at the helm.

When the liquor dealers are given to understand that tkey will be made to obey law or be punished for its violation just as other offenders, you will see 8 very meek submission.

TILANKSTJTVINO DAY is the quietest of our national holidays. Its purpose is to give thanks to iod for the peace that reigns over our country nud for the abundaiH'0 of our harvests. Domestic reunions and home consecration are peculiar features of Thanksgiving Day. is 270 years since the firat Thanksgiving in America. The colonists had then harvested twenty acres"bf Indian corn and six acres of barley and peas. How different is the abundance of 'to-day. How numerous are the families able to enjoy a bountiful dinner to-dav. Surely Providence has smiled upon America.

TIIAXKSIM I.vu DAY of IH1H ia reached as the greatest and happiest in American history. Never before has the country in general been iu so prosperous a condition. There «re no glomty forebodings of war as a necessary means of settling national grievances or domestic strifes. Prior to the civil war, slavery hung a gloom and threat over each day devoted to meditation and prayer concerning the Kepubllc. Aiterthe.war, groutstride were made in abundant production but financial panic and unsettled markets tuade prosperity feverish and uncertain. The financial condition of America is better to-day than at apy tiuie "sinceColumbus discovered it" The nation is well fed, well schooled and well hotted. The laborer is certain of his wages and of employment. The capitalist is certain of his earnings. The rwent Jlurry in speculative stocks and in Argentine smiritirt®, and the "rich man's panic"" in England, have not disturbed the financial equipage In the Great West—Terre Haute Is wholly onconseiout that there his been a panic. Every factory is working, every mill running and production is followed by ready consumption, AH the homes over which hang mortgages are not disturbed or fearful on account of a general money dUtres&. There seems to be no general popular unrest. .Strikes have been few this year. The farmers are now making the loudest outcry of poverty, but no member nf the Alliance Is poorly fed. He only wants a better market, a fairer divide with the city populations. On the whole there is none too much popular complain!, tor when a people become satisfied and cease complaining, they are catching tip with their ideals and piagpc«s is retarded. Wh*i« it may be somewhat selfish and forg tfal of other nation*, yet the proudest exclamation that can be made to-day is "I am an American F*

Wilt %vU Iter Sii»%*rnm*WLt JtiiL P-tiux, November -7.—There ii nmdi d, ess in Uiaruey. A riepnUtkHi leprt seating -HX) laborers waited upon tltej a a afcu tlmt: ^ere uoal to buiti work and --it,

Mjt (unilk were in the gre&tvsi diann

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Wrtttea for THE TEAAE AITK KKWS-1 BENEDICTION.

Die Fwnt^d fields that ra*d» the miinmer** Av^lLid in rmtling sted* ttubMe drjr: The ittatches of the cuckoo's notes, so tender.

Will traveling, sink in idleoce by &nd bf'iii With wistfBl

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we-look where lupines gleam-

Stand p«UiM by the breslli ot sodden frost: Ami think that one more year of *°n« *nd dreaining.

In shadows of the by-past wood

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—Not Jo U'liile all tba *Ur* above arc Iteodinj? '{ht-ir watches tbro* unfsthoined tpare. A-"I Kpliw# of liaht OIJ the htlte descending

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this chaste Bed change In Nsturee 1,-iee. Some joys sees a dead that made existence splendid

Like goMen threads that broke beneath the «tr»ln K'r- yet the beauty of the «ref w*» ended,

Aa'iiwrji and woof could n«t be again. More kinship lies in warm tears *hed to gethcr

Than in the comrad*tiij» of mirthful soistrAnd in these traiiuuii days of silvery weather, We weave enduring tie* that bind us strong. jv(' '•mi and dew and love and flowers.

For d.twsi and eve: for ii'e and labor «cjue-t: Thiiiik# ff'f our nct'l of jouth aul sii^iug lionr.\ml oh' this eventide, give thanks for rcM.

Itv .MAY DAVIS

HEHE AND THERE-

Said a gentleman last night: "I noticed when reading my NEWS this evening that a PolyU'cnic bicyclist had been assaulted by a bov in the northeast part of the city und had thrashed the youngster. Now, while I know noth'ng about the circumstances ir. this particular case and will not presume to criticise one party or the other, I desire to enter my protest against the reprehensible habit of young men in this city running their bicycles on the sidewalks. No longer ago than Sunday night as I was accompanying my wif' and daughter to church some brute of a young fellow coming suddenly along behind us, ran against my daughter and she was thrown against a shade tree and but for the support would have been hurled into the gutter. She was quite badly shocked and not a little hurt. The young reprobate, whoever he wsts, passed out of sight as though he hail done nothing out of the usual order of goo conduct. We have a law undtr which thtse smart aleeks can be prosecuted and I havo made a solemn vow, whenever I find an individual riding a bicycle on the sidewalk, if I can secur. his name I will prosecute him as certain as I live. It is time the police put astop to these outrages. It is no worse to loaf on street corners and insult ladies than it is to rin over and injure them on the sidewalks with these two wheeled, noise less abominations."

Three Brothers Gnlltj of Murder. NEW VOUK, November 27.—A dispatch from Brussels says that, at Ijouvain today three brothers named Van Avond and one Judaeus Verstrae were found guilty of the murder of Louis Van Hove, and sentenced to death. The crime waicommitted six weeko ago. The five men were drinking in a restaurant aud became engaged in a brawl over polities. Hove finding himself in the minority left the place but was fohowed by tin others who proceeded to literally cu) him to pieces with the enormous knives they carried. First felling their vie tim -with a blow, they knelt down around him and red need his body to strips of ^tttVering flesh and finally cut off the head and pinned it to the ground with a pitch-fork. Then, with tlieir clothing covered with blood, they returned to the restaurant and commenced to dispute over their liquor the hou »r of giving their victim the greatest number of blows. The villagers looked on with complacency and the men returned to their homes in the country, where, after a desperate resistance, the\ were finally captured by the police. The medical experts, who testified at the trial, stated that the condition cf the body was mi paralleled in the records of medical jurisprudence.

Joe Cob urn Xenrlnj? Hi* I.»NI Unjx NKW YORK, ^November 27.—Poor old Joe Cobtirn, ouce a pugilist of renown and a prince of cootl fellows, is Hearing his last days, aud to-night representative* of about every kind of sport will pack the Lyceum Opera house from floor to ceiling on the occasion of a monster benefit to the vetoian. The broken down tighter is dying of consumption, but like all consumptives he clings to the belief that his condition can bo BO improved as to give him mauy mon year* of life. When*the discovery of Dr. Koch was anuounced a few weeks ago Coburn's friends decided to raise a fund and send him to Berlin in order that ht might be placed under the personal treatment of the eminent savant. It is thought that the benefit to-night will net over $2,000. Goburn will sail early in Decernher.

Th« l«»Ue of tVinnnnitht. LONDON, November 27.—The Duke and Duchess of Connanght have been com pelled to decline the apartments in Kensington palace placed at their disposal by the Queen owing to the fact that the structure has fallen into a shockiug state of dilapidation, while the drains are terribly out of order. It ia said that Lord Salisbury has intimated that owing to the temper of the house of commons on the matter of appropriations for royal puvposes the government is not yet prepared to ask the house of commons to vote an adequate snm for the repairing of the palace. The duke and dnehees therefore will continue to reside at Buckingham palace while they are in London, but they have expressed considerable dissatisfaction that the suites «it aside for hem comprise only thirty-one rooms.

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WASHINGTON, November ST. —The board of visitorv to the W»st Point military academy in its report says the buildings were found to be la very good condition, and with the appropriations alreadv made the post will have all iree«ss&ry* baildii r-. The estimates for improvements -. 71 submitted by the superintendent are, saya the boanl, o»donbiedty neer"*T ia of the very large appni wns ($r:V\6O0) now nuexpeuded, however, the board does not urge the appropriation of the entire amount suggested for the coming fiscal year.

Our JKitrjr iMts Mmrd SUtlfWfUt, Ksw YORK, November 27.—A private cablegram from London confirms the report that Mary Anderson has effected a settlement with Mr. Abbey, to whom she was under eoctraet tor next .-.-'"rt, and by virtue of wh:ch teas manager hm reksaae%i ft alt her wi'ft him. The :i *.'Wdtit

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Htf.r. we give thanks*

The toller answers: Yea. His hands were we*ry, as the long days sped away Spent brain, tired body, ached from day to day. And yet the brave heart in his brawny breast Beat in content, as evening brought its rest. The sweet companion of his rugged life Smoothed his moist brow with tender hands—his wife,

Beloved by him beyond all mortal ken And cherished, since the joyous moment, when He led her to the cot among the trees Where now his children prattle at his knees. His home his kingdom, and his right arm strong, He triumphed as the bright days sped along.

Shall we give thanks to-day? The toiler answers: Yea.

Shall we give thanks? The rich man answers Yes. The days have brought more wealth his lot to bless, And given him hi* share of happiness. His ventures and his trades in lands afar Have prospered, as beneath some happy star. His argosies have spanned the raging seas, And sailed in safety back before the breeze. At home his enterprises waxed and spread And shone, fair as the blue sky overhead And, seeing thus his golden store Increase, The rich man nightly slept the sleep of peaoe For did he not, by scattering his pelf, Do lots of others good besides himself?

Shall we givo thanks to-day? The rich man answers: Yea.

Shall we give thanks?

The Nation thunders: Ay I And all the land takes up the joyous cry: A year of peace and plenty has gone by, And every dweller In his hut or hall Bends knee to bless the giver of it all. The harvests" golden gifts are gathered now, And bursting granaries their wealth avow. No child, no man nor woman but who sings A hymn of thanks for all the season brings. Unscathed by wars or tumult, every State In its own sturdy strength inviolate, Sends up its voice to swell th8 chorused cry: Thanks for our Union thanks for liberty I

Pep pergrass family that has disgraoed it by criminal actions, and I am thankful you do not bear its

name. You area living lie to the name you do wear. Truo Blue—a fine-pointed sarcasm on a ripe scoundrel! Here, take this money, that you may not start penniless, and go. You are branded as a thief and I never wish to see your face again." Thus spoke my uncle, Judge Obediah Peppergrass, to me on Thanksgiving evo two years ago. "He's not a thief and you can not prove your accusation!" exclaimed my warm-hearted cousin Cherry, enthusias-

"WASN'T HE SUSPENDED FROM COLLEGE?'

tically, In my defense. 'Til never believe it." "Wasn't he suspended from college because stolen examination papers were found in his desk? And doesn't that, coupled with the fact that ho was the only student in his class who received one hundred per cent, in his studies, prove him guilty?" irascibly questioned my fiery-tempered uncle. "And where can your bonds have disappeared to?" insinuated Willie Steele, my college chum, who had accompanied me home to my uncle's to spend Thanksgiving vmek.

I started and glanced at Steele but his eye quailed before mine and fixed itself upon the money on the floor, where my uncle had thrown it to me as he would have a bone to a dog. I hesitated a moment, bit my lip and said nothing, though my eyes snapped the eeora I entertained for the insinuation from my most trusted companion. Then I thanked Aunt Boxy and my cousin Cherry for their faith in my integrity and stepped outside the door to face the world and to battle down the unjust suspicions fate had fastened upon moon this, to me, most notable Thanksgiving eve.

Slowly, sweetly through the clear, frosty air, over heads o# the gaunt elms that fringe the village churchyard, came the sound* of voices rehearsing hymns for the morrow's Thanksgiving service. What would the morrow britf tooe?

My future was shattered I had nothing to live for, nctMng t£- hope for while s**fwa»

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down to th* grot •. and prayed for death—bat float s, came sot. Itsent its brother, sleep.

It" was morning" vrhen 1 awoke— Thanksgiving morning. had slept through the long- Oold night by the roadtide. The day was an open day, bright, efoar and cheerful —even beautiful. felt that I eoakt not die.

Then I wandered listlessly with aching beskd and gweiynt eyes till I heard t}# bell of tteywhffe ch*adi mad Its "to fail Mt&.mMLA

TERRB HAIITR DAILY tEWS. THURSDAY. NOVEMBER 27.1890.

pain. Alt unconsciously trod the well-worn path fflat led toward my uncle's bouse, toward the only home I had ever known. I walked erect with all the dignity of despair, combatting a fierce longing to see the fair face of my

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dimpled champion, my sweet cousin Cherry, once more. While 1 was thus musing and doubting I had been nearing an arbor close by the house. This I entered, then sat down to think. For a time my mind wandered from my woes and became absorbed in the engraving of my fair cousin's initials on the arbor seat with my pen-knife. 1 even added a heart pierced with an arrow, and so wrapt did I become in my empty-headed occupation that I failed to hear the approach of footsteps until a voice behind me whispered: "Better run that arrow through another heart and cut your own initials under mine." "Cherrv!" I exclaimed, as I looked

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Shall we give thanks to-day? The Nation answers: Yea. HAHOLD R, VYNKB.

TRUE BLUE.

A New England Thanksgiving Story.

[O! Get out of my sight! You pollute the very atmosphere with a taint of your rascality. Go! Go before I forget mysolf and strike you! You are the only member of the

"I had an offer of marriage last night, coz," said Cherry with a gurgling laugh

"BEAD rr FOB MB, CHEKRT." when we had seated ourselves on a convenient log. "An offer of marriage!" I repeated in surprise, remembering her warm, loving salute and affectionate embraces of a few minutes previous. "Yes, from your college friend, Willie Steele." "And did you say 'yes?' "No, I didn't, .you goosey you know I'll never, never, never say 'yes' to any man until you stsk me, and there's no need of your saying any thing. Now, think I'm an immodest country hoyden' if you like. But read this for the present. I found it on the floor this morning outside the door of your sneaky friend's room. When you have read it you won't havo to ask if I refused to marry him."

I took the envelop.? and glanced at the superscription.^,

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"Why, this is addressed to Steele, Cherry!" "Never mind if lb is just you read It. I wouldn't have looked at it only for the clause in it about you. The letter was out etf-. the envelope and I saw your name when was putting It back to slip under his door." "Please road it for me, Cherry I'm dizzy and all of ajgijiver^'

I kept my teeth from chattering and listened to her reading until a sentence warmed me beyond reach of the most frigid chills. "WELD HALL, HARVARD, Nov. 28. WILLIE STEALE. ESQ., AWLEVILLE, VT.

My den »ur: You fergot ler pay me fer gittin' them paperz outer ther prof's room thet you put inter truo Blue's desk. Ef I'd know'd you wuz goin' ter play such a dirtoo trick on yore chumm, I nover'd a done it fer you. I've bin defescharg'd from my job and I want tho $50 you promised fer hclpin' you. I wuz raised in ap plevillo and I know every foot of squire pepcrf^ass' land and Thursday mornln' at nine o'clock I'll bo waitin1 at the bend wher the squir's drivin-way tarns tow'rd the roade. cf you don't hand over thor money I'll squeal and tell tho squire and yore folk all I knows.

JED MICKLIN."

"0! Cherry!" I ejaculated, "you are my guardian angel. And to think that I lay all last night by the roadside praying I might die." "Well, never mind about dying now, you silly boy. "Do you imagine I've been foolish enough to keep this letter from pa until I could see you? How could I know I would ever see you again? You left as cool as a cucumber, just as though your country cousin Cherry didn't have any interest in your return. It would have served you right if I hadn't shown this to pa but I did and if we look over tho bend as we go home you may see something that will surprise you."

Cherry's prophecy was a truo one for us we, hand in hand, peered through the barberry bushes to the bend in tho road below, the Tillage constable stepped from a convenient hiding-place and placed his hand on Jed Micklin's shoulder. "Glad tew see ye back, Jed I've been or wantin* uv yeou,M he said.

Steele started to escape up the pathway leading to the bouse, and ran straight into my Uncle Diah's arms. "Diah," dryly remarked Aunt Roxy, "them bonds ez yeou wuz er figgetUn' erbout is in one o* yeour boot-legs, jist where yeou put %m yeonrself when yeou started fer ther village an* didn't gao CUE et wuz rainin' an' yeou wuz skeert ov ther rumatix. Yeon axed meter grease 'em, ther hutes, I mean, an' I faound t\er papers inside on 'em.**

As we sat down. together on that eventful Thanksgiving day, I drank in every word of the prayer offered by my uncle, and I felt in my heart I had much more than the dinner to be thankful for. returned to collego and graduated the nextyear, and the following Thanksgiving, when we gathered around the sacrificial turkey, Uncle Diah and Annt Roxy were the guests of Cherry, who presided over the repast as tho newlymade wife of True Bine.

BCBXAKKKA.

—A curious wager, with fatal results, was recently decided at Siepring, Bavaria. A notoriously strong maa, named Freytag, bet that a horse could not move him from the door of his house. The horse wa* brought and Freytag pot bis hands and feet against the door-post*, while Stern, the man with whom the bat had been made, fixed a rope round Stosytag** neck. At the first pell the rope broke. A new rope having %e«& brought, Stem plied his whip with all his might* when Freytaj? gave a scream and, letting go, was dragged along for mee yards. His seek was broken. —A scientist eetr«patfes that with the aid of a machine «o»siracti& on the principle of ife# boxing, drBUng end apparatus of fte a

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THE DAY OF GIVING. S the amber days ot autumn, when the mallows blush aad glow.

And the ambient "upper ocean" holds a crystal hint of snow, Comes an hour of tender feeling when charity holds sway, And the world is gently thoughtful on the Nation's

Giving Say.

Then the jocundvisaged pumpkin gives its wealth of toothsome gold. Sandwiched twixt

the snowy crustings into flaky lightness roll'd, And the oligarchic gobbler, child ot pomp and indolence, Gives his plump and luscious being to the spit of recompense. The man ot many millions gives a trifle from his store, The toiler strips his larder of a good full half or more, While 'neath the grinning rafters where starving thousands lie, The dying give a blessing and the living give a sigh. OJ Father of the helpless, hasten Thou the blessed morn That the faithful long havo waited, promised since the Christ was born, When there shall be In all the land no barred nor bolted door, Nor marbled super-selfishness, nor hungry, hoveled poor.

CHABLES EUGENE BANKS.

A LUCKY BLIZZARD.

The Story of a Glad Thanksgiving at Rose Ranch.

HEN the long pampa grass was green, Rose ranch was one of the prettiest little places in all North-em

Texas but now that it was sere and dead, Rose ranch looked glum and drear under the pallid November sky.

Somehow the appearance of things had an unusual effect

on the young lord and master of tkis-do-main, and lie felt glum and drear too. Ho stood on tho front step of tho little white dwelling which ho had built with his own hand3, and loaned against ono of tho heavy door-posts, scowling dismally.

What a big, strong, handsome fellow John Ellsworth was! It was odd that he had never married, being at least

"BUT IT'S TOO FAB FOXt YOtJ TO "WALK

twenty-seven. He was just tho man "to win all of a woman's love, and thoro was so much of him to get lonosoino. But his life had been devoted to sterner things than thoughts of lovo notwithstanding his indomitablo spirit and his untiring industry, it had taken himyears, single-handed and unequipped as ho was, to bring his Texas home to its present value.

While standing ruminating at tho dqor John's vision was greeted by the appearance of Jessio Caroll, "tho schoolmarm o' Sassafras," as some called her, who lived at Colonel Bludsoo's, a mile to the north of Rose ranch, and taught tho Sassafras school nearly three miles to the south. She passed John's homo, therefore, every day, and sometimes ho joined her and accompanied her to the door of tho school-house. This was when

Cephas Bludsoo was not along. Sho was a sweet little woman no one could help thinking that.

Usually she rode a black pony on her trips back and forth to school, but on this particular morning sho was walking.

John brightened at sight of her, and as she came up and smiled a greeting ho went down tho path and took possession of her books and lunch-basket. "How's it come you're walkin' this morning?" he asked, as they passed down the road. "Where's the pony?" 'Doc' got out among the range horses last night,'' sho answered, "an' I thought I wouldn't wait till ho was caught I can stand walkin' to-day, as there's no school at all to-morrow." 'Thanksgivi n'—thet's so. But it's too far fer you to walk, Jessio. I'll so® thet yon ride back this evening. I'll have ono o* my ponies down to the school-hoaso fer you." "f^bas la goin* to bring 'Doc' down, bet a M-" Her eyes fell as ah© said this.

The frown returned to John's brow, darker than nr. He

way ne spoKe tms, 'it was not unlikely that his thoughts of her had affected him more than the weather. "I hope you thought good things," sho said, pleasantly. "I heard you an* Cephas were goin* to marry, Christmas-times,** he said, ab* ruptly.

She glanced up at him quickly. "Who told that?" she asked. The subject was suddenly dropped at this point. Cephas Bludsoe came riding up and blusteringly saluted them. "Gloomy day, ain't it, Ellsworth?" he remarked. "Hope it won't snow afore I get back from the station. Goin' down to-day, John?" "To the station? Yes, this afternoon," John answered, quietly. "I'll see you there, mebbe." "She didn't deny it," he muttered. "I reckon it must be so."

That afternoon he went to Houston station, which was a good eight miles from Rose ranch, and when the train from the north came there was Carrie, as radiant and gladsome as of eld.

As the two started in the little springwagon for the ranch, John noticed Cephas entering the station's liquor resort in company with two young fellows who were notorious ne'er-do-wells. It proved that this was the beginning of a great Thanksgiving drunk on the part of the three. "Seems like he's forgot his promise to take the black pony fer Jessie," John thought.

Brother and sister were rejoiced at meeting again after their long separation, and tho miles wero traveled quickly.

However, they had hardly left tho station when John noticed a peouliar ohange in ths atmosphere. It grew cold and the sky was lowering. Evidently a sterm was noar.

He whipped up the horses and they sped along rapidly. Darker and darker gr^vv tho heavens. John thought he had never known a storm to approach so swiftly.

It became bitterly cold, and tho wind blew from tho north. Suddenly tho sleet and snow bejran to fall, ajul John know that they wero in the midst of one of those terriblo blizzards of tho Southwest.

Ho made Carrie as comfortable as possible with his big buffalo r«be and hor shawls, and bundled up himself all he could, but still they suffered from the cold.

By tho time they reached Sassafras ^school-house there wero two feot of snow on tho ground, and it was falling in a blinding flood.

Tho building was deserted and looked. John thought of Cephas in the saloon at the station, and wondered if Jessie had waited for tho black pony.

They were still more than a mile from Rose ranch, when a human form, prostrate in tho snow, caus'ed tho horses to shy and brought an exclamation from John.

He drew the team to a standstill, and, passing tho lines to his sister, leaped 'rom his seat and bent over the storm's .ictim. "Great Heavens, Carrie!" he oried, "it's Jessie—-tho school-ma'am o' Sassafras!"

Carrie did not hear him. Stung by tho driving sleet and the biting cold, and frightened perhaps by their master's sudden spring from his seat, the spirited horses had plunged forward, and finding no restraining hand at the bits, for Carrie's hands wero stiff and numb with tho cold, they dashed away over the prairie, leaving John standing helplessly in the snow over tho inanimate form of tho little teacher!

John lost not a moment in idle contemplation of tho situation. Gathering the littlo teacher in his strong arms, and holding her close against his breast, that sho might absorb some of tho warmth from his own person, ho boldly struck through tho snow in tho wake of the team, which had now entirely disappeared in tho storm.

At last Roso ranch was reached and there at the gate stood tho runaway team, with heads down and their bodies qnivering with cold, and at tho door was Carrie, uninjured and half-warmed by the tiro which burned in the grate, and in the act of dispatching Vasques, the herder, to John's relief.

John did not tell her where Cephas was, but he remarked that she could not go to Galloway's now, and after all would bo their Thanksgiving guest. Sho war. glad of it, she said.

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The two bad along talk the next day

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Sri' Vi get. to Bou^'-a station

on the aftf-rrjooa train* an* IHau-ot'te.* "Proton 5 i*v® me about Carrie* I think I'- I-..' to her very tnnch," remarked th nng st ol-ma'.. *, earnestly. «WC ?ALD JOTML "1*11 tell yOKii-ej'-- '-^nd Thanksgivm' at Base ranch, an' Carrie 11 get apstotu* in* dinner fer ns." "I'm sorry,** sho began* paused, and continued: 'Tat sorty, hut I promised Cephas to go over to Galloway's with him tiMiKitiow." yj "Seems like yoa ia^Cepihas ire havte* a good deal to do witit on« another late," John mufftnred in hard wise. Then be. added: been. a*

SCHOOL MA'AM O* SASSAFRAS!"

while Carrie was preparing that rousing dinner. "Cephas told it," he said, in answer to her repeated question. "Well, it is not the least hit true," she informed him. "I'd never marry Cephas Bludsoe!"

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