«a. . ”mi-“3’. a“, 1“ ‘39. I *i THE BEAUTIFUL-LAND OF NOD. Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear, Your head like the golde n-rod, And we will go sailing along from he re To the beautiful Land of Nod. Away from life’s hurry, and flurry, and worry, Away from earth‘s shadows and gloom, To a world of fair weather we’ll float off 'together _ . Where roses are always in bloom. Just shut up your eyes. and fold your hands, Your hands like the leaves of a rose, And we will go sailing to those fair lands That never an atlas shows. - - On the North and the _‘West they are,bounded by r est, On the South and the East by dreams: . ’Tis the country ideal, where nothing is real, But everything only seems. Just drop down the curtains of your dear eyes, Those eyes like a bright blue-bell: And we will sail out under starlit skies, To the land where the fairies dwell. Down the river of sleep, our barque shall sweep, Till it reaches the Mystical Isle; Which no man hath seen, but where all hav been, ~ . And where we will pause awhile. I will croon you a song as we float along, To that shore which is blessed of God: Then ho! for that fair land, we’re off for that rare land, ' - That beautiful Land of Nod. -—Eugene Field. “MY COUSIN AMY.” Here is a story that Mr. Van Rensse- leer Crossgrain told to a few of his cronies at the club the other evening after the final brandy and soda. They never before suspected him of any sen- timental weakness, but now they have their doubts about it. He did soften in the telling of it, even if when he had finished he resumed his natural man- ner and swore at the waiter for show- ing a natural desire to clean‘ up for the evening and go, perhaps, to his sweet- heart. Hore’s his story: “I have known my cousin Amy since the days when she was five and I was fifteen. and that was many years ago. Still, I never during all that time even suspected the truth, and 41 never knew it till it was too late. Then I learned what might have been; and, as I thought the simple story over, it occurred to me it might in its moral . prove useful to other youngsters as blind as I was and have been. Fortune never knockstwice at a-man’s door. Few of us know our caller when she visits us and are generally disposed to ignore her summons, taking her for a creditor or a bore. The only way is to learn from the experience of our eld- ers. “Young folks think that old folks are fools, old folks know that young folks are. Thus goes the old proverb the sanity of which never impresses one till he has crossed thirty. But let me tell you the story of my cousin Amy. “To begin with, she was the sweetest girl that ever was or will be. And she is now. But this is only the comple- ment of this story. Well, Amy was is, and will be the sweetest girl in the world. ‘ Still, I never loved her—ex~ cept as a cousin _and as a sweet girl, the sweetest I have ever seen or shall see. From now on—I don’t know, I can tell—but you are not interested in my future or Amy’s, sodet’s get back to the story. »Well, then, I have known my cousin Amy since she was five years old. Even then she had an infinite sweetness about her which was not overshadowed even by the fullness of life and spirits which was her second best charm. Even at the age when young maids of five do not linger long in the thoughts of youths I was fond of Amy. She was companionable even then, and though at times noisy and persistent, she infused her grace even into those disagreeable qualities and made them half lovable. This was Amy at the age of five. Well you know how a youth changes at seventeen. How he becomes then one thing or the other; good or bad, studious or care~ less, serious or trifling. During the next ten years I saw Amy only now and then. She was changing and de- veloping also, but I paid little attention to her growth. I was chasing after the false gods whose worship is so attrac- tive to the young man. Amy was only a child at my advanced years, and while family connections kept me in frequent contact with- her, I thought of my old young friend only as a rather awkward, shy girl of fifteen, while I was rejoicing in the full manhood and unlimited experience and wisdom of twenty-five. , “When I saw her in those days-I paid little attention to her. There was still the old sweetness there, the power of loving, the simple but strong attrac- tiveness, but I was busy with my false gods and tinsel goddesses. You men'of thirty, you know where you worshipped then, and you know you were devout in your worship, and how the fallacy and how the hollowness of your creed never strikes you until you have had five or ten years of it, and how then you learn yourgod is stuffed with the dirti- est kind of sawdust and the worship stinks in your nostrils. Well, I passed through that stage. I went the rounds and rejoiced in the designation of a rounder. N0 hog-wallowed in his filth more luxuriously than I, and it took me ten long years to learn that there was not and never can be anything in dissi- pation, that alcoholically stimulated spirits and the purchased affections of women are the bitterest mockeries on God’s earth. They are hell’s best coun- terfeits, but rank counterfeits they are, and only the so-called keen eyes of youth are deceived by them. All this has a bearing on my story of Amy, because, thank God, after a while my eyes were Opened and I saw the fol- ly of my life. And, as when a man has thrown the bloom and flower of his outh in the gutters of dissipation he takes the faded remnant back to the highway, so I'seeing I had. been giving. much for nothing, bethought myself ' that perhaps the ways of decent people were rather wiser and I sought to tread them. Society dees not condemn the male sinner. His social position is l l 9 ::v- ' thrown like a cloak’ over his life, and virtuous mothers who know from wordly husbands the story of his esca- pades are glad to show him their jewels in the way of marriageable daughters-— that is, if he may be eligible. ' . “Well, I was rich and eligible, I easi- ly worked my way back into the society I had quit for what is styled Bohemia. I saw young women far more sweet and attractive than those who shine at pub- lic balls, late suppers and fancy resorts. And among them shone conspicuous my cousin Amy. I had never entirely given up her society, but of late years I had seen less and less of her. It seemed to me her manner had changed. She was now a woman of the world, with her three crowded seasons New York, Newport, London, and the Riviera had been her stamping grounds, and even her infinite sweetness—pardon the repetition of the word, but it fitted her—was partly covered though not ef- - faced by the manner of the woman of I had not noticed this, or at 22 years. . f in our ew any rate dwelt upon it, meetings in the mean time. “Amy was still and had never ceased to be fond of me as an old friend and playmate, for in the far away old days we had even played together as child- ren will. But I could never regain my exact old footing. After a while she did let me get a little closer, and then later I thought I noticed sometimes a return of something like the old cama- radarie. Was I falling in love with Amy? I did not say so. Then one day I heard something and the next day she told me something herself. “I knew the fellow and liked him. He was all that a man should be, and if any man could claim such a standing he was worthy of Amy. Still, for a moment I hated him, and could I have heard of his disgrace I would have rejoiced; I hardly knew why, but I felt why. But Amy was very happy, so happy that I forgave him, and she softened more to- ward me. . "'This is all of mystery. [It’s enough for it’s a story of what was missed and of fortune turned away from the door at the first and last call. How do I know? I will tell you. Amy was to be married after Easter. ~ During Lent I passed a few days at her father’s place on the Hudson. She was so happy and grateful to this old world for her hap-' piness that she opened all her heart to me and told me her hopes and plans. 80 selfish is entire happiness. If she had confined herself' to her future I might still have been fairly happy even in her and his happiness. But in the fulness of her spirit Amy lapsed into reminiscence. “During one of our close and cordial conversations I noticed a look on her expressive face, a look half quizzical, half amused, and then she turned to me and smiled. iBlushed? No! But when ' she told me this story I left her a mo- ment saying I thought I would smoke a cigar, though I forgot to light it when I got on the veranda. ’ “I had spoken of her happiness, and without thinking what I was saying I asked her familiarly: “ ‘Amy, is that lucky fellow the first, or are you giving him only the rem- nants of affection a pretty girl has left after three years of society?’ She laughed gayly and without embarrass- ment. “ ‘Yes and no,’ she answered. ‘I have met no man in society I consider his equal in any way, and he has all the af- fections I possess, but I must make a confession to you, and I can do so safely now. I was in love once bef0re, and oh! how in love I was. It wasa foolish aifair,’ she said smiling, ‘but at that time I was terribly in earnest. I have quite recovered, so I can tell you all about it. Do you remember some years ago when you were still quite respecta- ble and used . to come and take tea with us every Sunday evening?’ “ ‘Of course I do,’ I answered rather testily. “ ‘Well, you never knew I was in love then, did you?’ “ ‘Why no, thought of it. You were a child,’ I re- plied. “ ‘I was 15,’ she said, a‘and I was very much in love, and with you, you silly goose. You never knew it, you'paid no attention to me, but would talk to fath- er or some of. the guests, and I would sit up and drink in your words and think them wisdom. Why, I remem- ber one evening when I was sent'up to bed at 9 o’clock I came back after the maid was gone and sat at the head of the stairs where I could hear you speak- ing. Then my feelings got the better of me and I began to cry. Mamma heard me. but you didn’t, and she came after me and sent me back to bed, besides giving me a good lecturing.’ “And Amy laughed heartily and I thought with unnecessary gayety. And so I made a fool of myself. In a mo- ment I felt that my cousin Amy was the one woman in the world for me and that she had really always been. (And she will always be). , And I said to her: ‘Amy, are you telling me of years ago, may I tell you something of' the present time?’ But she understood me, and Amy was loyal. For a moment only she seemed startled and drew a long breath. Then she smiled again. “ ‘No, no!” she said with her old gay- ety, when your story is as old as mine you may tell it to me if you like, but the exchange is not fair now.’ Which I thought was a poor way out of it, and I told her so. . "Still when I left Lher and went out upon the veranda to smoke I forgot to light my cigar.” This world of ours is not as drear As we would often take it, Nor is it half as lonely here As many people make it. If skies are sometimes overcast And all seems dark before us, The sunshine always comes at last And throws its splendor o’er us! The Chicago City Missionary Society, in existence tnirteen years, last year in= vested ;'.-'..3, out assisting seventy churches and HAL3$$‘J.A.‘- - ~ behind her. - certainly not, Inever' -%ur v2.--“ - THE‘ BATTLE OF ANTIEFAM. An Engagement in which Both Sides Claimed to Have Won. At dawn on the morning of the 17th of September, 1862, the battle of Antie- tam was opened by the Federals, the corps of Mansfield and Hooker advanc- ing to the attack. The divisions of the Confederate army, commanded by Hood and Anderson, met the onset with their usual vigor. With the aid of reinforce- ments, being joined by Evans’ brigade, they began to force the Federals. back. In the fighting that ensued Hooker was wounded and Mansfield killed. Finding the first move he had made was a failure, McClellan determined to try another point. He next directed his attack upon Lee’s left, his intention being to penetrate between it and the river, and outflank his opponent. He had reckoned without his host, how- ever, for his attack was received with undaunted courage and obstinacy by the battle scarred veterans of Stonewall Jackson’s corps. Until 12 o’clock the battle raged with terrible fury, and then the thunder and roar of the artillery began to abate, and at 1 o’clock the clash of battle ceased. The Federals had been handsomely met and vigorously dealt with, four corps of the Army of the Potomac being so much broken by loss and fatigue that they were unable to renew the contest. The attack on the left having failed, General Burnside, with twenty thou.- sand fresh tr00ps, began an attack on the Confederate right. His main point of attack was a bridge on the Antietam, southeast of Sharpsburg, on the Pleas- ant Valley road. Though gallantly de- fended, it was carried by the Federals about 4 o’clock in the afternoon, when General Burnside crossed the Antietam and formed his tr00ps. A sharp en- gagement succeeded with Hill‘s divis- ion, which opportunely arrived from Harper’s Ferry, and the small division commanded by Jones, and just at sun-‘ down Burnside was forced to cross the Antietam, and the battle of Sharpsburg had come to an end. ’ ' " That night General Lee prepared for a renewal of the battle on the follow- ing day. Nothing had occurred to cause him or his troops any discourage- ment. The 18th of September found Lee and his army in readiness for the enemy, but McClellan declined to attack him. General Lee during the night of the 19th withdrew his forces to the south side of the Potomac, and took a posi- tion a few miles west of Shepardstown. The following morning McClellan, find- ing that the Confederate position had been evacuated, ordered a pursuit, which, however, proved unavailing. There has been a great deal of dis- pute between historians regarding the results of the battle of Antietam (Sharpsburg) to both armies, but there can be no doubt at this day, with all the accounts submitted on both sides of the controversy, that it was a drawn battle. Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address. The address which President Lincoln delivered at the dedication of the Na tional Cemetery at Gettysburg on Nov. 19, 1863, is perhaps the best known of his public utterances and 'is justly re- garded as a classic. Several versions of it has been published. The one that fol- lows is a transcript of the address as he wrote it out for the benefit of a fair in Baltimore: “Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated. can long endure. “We are met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that the nation might live. “It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But, in a large sense, we cannot dictate—we cannot concentrate—we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have conse- crated it far above our poor power to add or detract. “The world will little note, nor long remember, what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us, the living, rather, to be dedicated to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly ad- vanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us ;_ that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave their last full measure of devotion; that we here high- ly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain; that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not per- ish from the earth.” Death in London. It is found that 26 years is the aver- age at which people die in London. In England and Wales only, more than a hundred thousand persons are always slowly dying of consumption. 'ing room pets in some of the fashion..-' ble houses of Paris. Little alligators are admired as dran' . ’. THE EVENING GAZETTE Blind ' Sometimes persons ”become blind from impure blood, which develops scrofulous ulcers on the eyeballs, iritis, granulated eyelids, etc. In suCh oases Hood’s Sarsaparilla has been marvel- ously successful in restoring sight. It shows its powers as a blood purifier and radical cure for scrofula, by removing the cause, thus curing the Sore eyes and restoring all the affected parts to healthy condition. Read this: “As an act of justice and for the ben- efit of other mothers who may have afliicted children, I write this. About the first of February, 1892, my daughter Zola, then three years old, contracted sore eyes of the worst form and in a few weeks was entirely blind, being unable to tol— erate light of any kind. She suffered and cried until I was almost heartbroken. The best eye specialist in the county treated her for months, but the Eyes became worse. Then I took her to a special- " ist in Indianapolis, who said he could do nothing. I came away with a heavy heart. I met my father’s physician, Dr. Berry- n, who examined Zola’s eyes, and told me to try Hood’s Sarsaparilla. I began to give it as directed and wash her eyes with warm water. Soon I began to notice improvement, and now, having given the child over a half dozen bottles, her eyes are greatly improved and she can see as well as any one. She is five years of age, 59d goes to school. When she began to take Hood’s Sarsaparilla, she had to eat her meals in a darkened room, but now Cu red she is able to sit at the table with the rest of the family.” Mus. OLLIE Buses, Colfax, Indiana. Leading Citizens Q' Golfax, including John D . Blacker, Township mustee, W. H. Coon, Druggist, and Dr. J. A. Berryman, cordially endorse this statement. fi'his and many other similar cures prove that Hood’s Sarsaparilla n the One True Blood Purifier. All druggists. $1. Prepared only by C. 1. Hood 8; Co., Lowell, Mass! 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