|Paper||Ogden Daily Commercial|
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|Paper||Ogden Daily Commercial|
TIintSDAY, APRIL 30, OCiDEN DAILY COMMERCIAL: LOVE. ERAVE 1 4 texjtiiig but Lie Eu WL k.t .lu'--t. Hat Umjt d LmA u. m rks. k.r. imtIi i iuiu1 a nut i Uiu r liured to ruir : mltJ Tiaeur!4 Lu ) W.ic tuu. gii c'.l grj-l- ii ..' 1:11 Tlie wTHr track iu li-- e tins frvLU f tc t Trtirl, aul i-- :i- l iM W was full tow. ' S the n ti.rvu.rii ti u. Ti Tht-- r wtt two .I c-- h-- i!,-- r I ' t in tli U tt tu if tl -uh twa, su tRup, trn.pI tLr Ik 1 K;!Ty by tlx tbrvr- - f.-- t ..f Laud. ai:d we i on our train p. I was .,f Trump, f j 1 tW 1 Buy Wl JllI tie wrt-iii- i. dr;i ;1 tu ui vnoti Jjrrrw Ut Urpt nn ILc Lit) ; aa eva Bui utl lL Itfiwn' i ( UariMI! U pa)' TW riov id I3in, tin- UrmT oii taort, W ouuiti but fc(rvr fur iufc, VLiW Bijr mM Lia luLn. Abd v. rV.IVi!;J kt-y- it jnyiLjr NViuht'-r- hi4 tit us. t;j .'ht miht of'.-- s u I a tiiiill pri--- j t a two boekel I'P-Uir- ix to Ui be ground tLiit if that Was we uiteht t'.iA ia a Lurry. the rlHl 1 . ! f rrv uir; XLe dui it We ke; up grt Our liuiurira audrriii duo u iLc Luk. tot. The tiiirvh our till gave Kitty a tl.rtic It kug au OIVG ENJOYS wsTer anl the tramp, But iL'jm a bo ut fr guid or gr, traii.p liaJ or bue utd fur kiue. aumbnl her limbs, tier l:j" luuve-i- but Beth tie method tni result wbea Till yuutli vrt spring gruvs timn a&d 1 tx'uil Dvthing he tai L I only Sjrep cf Figs is taken; it u pleaaan and act. iu the ui nuua, 1691. THE GOLDEN EAGLE , r Abd luve utd Inuljr tier. Will urvrr kuuw the Joy ol bert 1 tut wet w.tfiuat a femr. WLru bad but your violin Abd I auii, Bif dear. -- Vankee aud refreshing to the taste, knw tliat he was fcihking water. I picked her up iu my arms, peutl tt prompt! on tLe KiJnejt,r iih one luuid pat her arms ar ucl my Livtr and liowfcls, clean the ij-fi k and reumeJ my tramp in the mii- - J teiii effectually, dLptl coIJa, bead-8- i ( tile of the whetL Leg and ft vera aud cure habitual v. ; . .. ; ... i i f I, .l u-- BId. ..ti f iu my life. THE OLD MILL "Do I know anything about the raius of this oll iuil3? WVU, jrrs, straur, I say I did, if any una does. It to we, or rathf r to my wife, what there i of it. I t ll you I owe ruut U to thU old will." The eiie;tkf-- was drestl iu hoinet-jiun- , and ai'i ared to be a thrifty farmer of forty five. I had takeu a walk before breakfast one morning as an appetizer out f roiu JonetilKro, where I wa court, and was standing by the ruins of the old mill when he came up. The roof had fallen in, windows and disajjared. The old water wheel had crumbled to decay and green ivy covered the ruin. The dam was now leveled to a road, and a cabbage patch had takeu the place of the mill pond. We took a neat on a moss grown log by the bide of the ruin, and he continued: 'I was with Stonewall during the war, and had some pretty tough time?, and some hard 801119 narrow escapes tramps, but the close call and hard tramp that this old mill once caused me made all of my war experience seem, at least for a time, like a pleasure trip. This was the first mill built on Cedar creek, and was built many years ago by old man Ben White, who lies up yonder on the hill. "After the surrender our army was disbanded, and the most on us was pretty close run. We had nothing, and no way to get anything. I was only about then. I was strolling round twenty-on- e looking for something to do, ami I happened along this road one morning. Well, that morning the wheel was in action. The gate was lasted and the water was skurrying through. Old Den White was standing in the door. I says: " 'Morning, sir. Can I get a job here? lie took off his spectacles, wiped 'era, put 'em back on and looked at me. " 'Soldier? says he. " 'I was,' says I, 'till the surrender.' "Luckier than my boys,' says ha 'One of them staid behind down at Stone river. The other's lying up there on tli" hill shot in front of Richmond ariil come home to die,' and the old man took out his handkerchief and wiped his eyes. 'Did von ever work in a mill?' js r g s - 'Well, mat uon t mane mucn uiner- enee, said he; 'business is picking tip and you can stay. I'm getting old. I'll pay you what I can afford to. We can tell better in a week or two. Have you J been to breakfast? I have not,' I said. '"Well, go to the house,' said he. 'Tell Kitty (that's my daughter, the only one the Yanks didn't kill) to give you breakfast, and come back; you can work There's some leaks on the dam that need stopping.' "So I went over the hill to the house. I still had my Confederate uniform on, and Mrs. White met me on the piazza. I saw tears on her cheeks, and I suppose the uniform reiniuded her of her own boys. I told her I was going to work for Mr. White, and that he sent me over for breakfast. So we went in, and she called Kitty, who soon had my breakfast on the table. Kitty was about four years younger than I, the picture of health, cheeks as red as roses. Her sparkling eyes kindled a spark in my heart that has never gone out. After breakfast I went back, and Kitty went with me to tend the mill while her father went to breakfiist. He showed me the leaks in the dam before he went. "In fact, I worked a week patching up the old dam, and after that I worked in the mill and on the farm and in the garden; drove the produce to town, and became more and more attatched to the place and to Ben and Martha White and to Kilty. How I did love that girl! I was never so happy as when listening to the music of her voice. I shall never forget the evenings spent in the big front room lefore the open fireplace when I was Ben White's hired man Ben and Martha, and Kitty and I. I used to crack hickory nuts and butternuts on an old flat iron, and Kitty popped corn, while the winter wind was whistling y. outside. "In summer Kitty and I used to go fishing. Sometimes we would go up the pond in the boat, and sometimes when the mill was not running we'd go down there and get inside the big wheel and fish in tho deep hole. There's where we generally got the finest fish. One day we had just got our fishing tackle out of the mill, and was hesitating whether to go up the pond or down in the wheel, when a neighbor came over and asked us to lend him the boat. He took it, and we went down in the wheel. We'd been fishing probably an hour, aud caught some fine ones, when all of a sudden down poured the water from the floodgate rbove, and the wheel commenced turning. The sudden start threw us both down. I got on my feet in an instant and helped Kitty up, aud we commenced to tramp in the direction opposite to the to way the wheel was moving. We had in order to keep our feet. I was calling as loud as I could, but it was of no use. "The noise made by the falling water, .r. UM permanently. Fur aale Kitty iu my constipation 1 1 and lades by 11 druggiU aruis. Her arms were around my neck, ia IQc 1 1 did (roulJ CALIFORNIA FIG SYRUP CO. though put them there. her breath on my cheek. I could tit fkAkClSCO. CU twr felt I held fI walk now easier ' than before, but even nr. t to tire. lO'jitrtu. with Kitty in my arms I fiKit.-tewere more uncertain. My My I, tubs to l numb. At least 1 could d:e with Kitty. I looked at her face. Her eyes wt w closed. ILtd h fainte d: I put my bps close to her ear. M -D- KALKK They touched her face. 'Kitty! Kittyf Her eyes ojientL Our lii met ller anus drew tighter around my neck. My - Imnlements brain whirled. Was I becoming nncon-Kus? I could feel that I was reeling as I walked. The water from above cea-to fall. Tho wheel stopped. Some one leaped in. I knew no more. "When I came to I was lying in bed. Kitty was sitting by my ride, my hand Ko.nl Cart.--, lluokboaixla iu hers. I had been delirious for a week. As my eyes met hers she said, 'Alex, dear Alex,' and she stooped and kissed me. That kbs brought back to my bewildered brain the events that led to it M ills. Kntrinc I did not regret them. "Uncle Ben had come down to tht mill, aud not seeing the boat thought, ol course, we had gone up the pond. He lifted the floodgate and started the mill Hani-warto grind a small grist Finally bechanced Wagon Material, Heavy to s the with the neighbor in it out In the pond. He knew that we someIron and Steel. times fished from the wheel, aud with trembling bands closed the gate, rushed Baker Barbed Wire, Blackdown and into the wheel, to find me reeling and staggering like a drunken mar smith Tools, Etc. in the water with Kitty in my arms. He got us out, but I fell unconscious. . TTTA.IT. "The next spring a freshet carried tht OODKV old dam away, and new mills havinp been built in Jonesltoro wo reclaimed li lMMTXTuwniLr I the land where the jiond had been, and the old mill had gone to decay. Kitty and I were married that fall Father Finest Billiard Hall in Utah- and mother lived to see our children playing round the ruins of tho old mill, Up Stairs Over M futon's. and died within a month of each other. "Now, I've told you the story of the We hnvth0 lnre-esHall In Offilin and nia 1'ault exclusold mill, ami if you'll come up to the tltn Ilruuttwick ively. house and have a cup of cofTee before COME US. you go back to town I'll show you the wife I won in the old mill wheel; and when yon tako a look at my daughter Co., Kitty you'll see my wife as she was when we entered it that day. Two years af tei we were married an uncle of mine died THE BRUNSWICK. and left me a farm up in Knox county, where we spend part of onr time; but CALIFORNIA there's no place so dear to Kitty and me as the farm on Cedar creek, for its soil covers the remains of dear old Ben and Martha, and here, besides, are the ruins of the old milL" II. E. Scott in Chicago to. b-r- WE ARE STILL INNITT! ps GEO. A. LOWE, f-- U-g- kiciiIliiPiil d Turbine Wheel..' Saw e, lat Our Cut Price Sale has been a decided Success. Those who intend purchasing a Spring Suit, a Pair of Shoes, a Dress Shirt, or anything else in Our Line, will do well to CALL JJEF01M MAY 1, run WHEN our t AND SEE I. G. Proudfit & Cream Prunes SPECIAL SALE CLOSES ! OF News. Modern Furnace and Modern Stove. A little over a century ago Mr. Street, of London, took up the old Roman idea of a hypocaust and made a furnace, which was warranted to warm all part of the house, to conserve the heat and save the fuel, and to overcome all the objections against stoves and braziers. lit must have had a good time fulfilling his guarantees, for the best furnace makers of this later age cannot always accom-- ' plish all they desire or all that Mr. Street promised. But in any one of a dozen good furnaces the problem of heating is perhaps as well settled as it ever can be while we get otir heat from burning fuel. But the furnace has by no meant driven the older stove out of use. Nevet was the enterprise of stovemaking carried on to so great extent as now. Nevet were so many stoves made and sold, never were such skill and art expended in their manufacture, and never were they such things of beauty as now. The modern parlor heater is a triumph no less in art than in utility. To the very greatest possible extent it controls the heat generated, reducing and almost suspending combustion, conveying the gases away perfectly, and even aiding in the work of purifying the atmosphere oi the room, and at the same time intense heat can bo produced with the minimum of trouble. Chicago Herald. Washington's Sword. When John Brown went to conquer men he bethe south with tweuty-thre- e lieved that the less he trusted arms of flesh the more Jehovah might be depended on to unsheathe his sword. The only other sword Brown considered worthy to be used by the Almighty was that which Washington wa3 said to have received from Frederick the Great One of Brown's men (Cook) camo as a spy to Bel Air, and was hospitably shown the Washington relics for which he inquired. Brown told Colonel Washington, after taking him prisoner, that he wished to get hold of the sword "because it has been used by two successful The superstition cost him generals." dear. In order to get the sword Brown detached six of his men to go after it-- five miles away. He thus lost half a day, and all chance of escape. Seventeen lives were offered as on an altar before this mythical sword. Century. Not a rhyslcal Impossibility. Aleck Good heavens! Can't that fellow hold bis tongue? Joe No reason why ho shouldn't. His mouth is big enough to get both hands in, if necessary Xate Field's Washington, . A very pleasant Laxative, made from of Fresh Prunes combined with a few harmless vegetable ingrediand highly medicinents of al qualities, put up in the foim of the juice well-know- n CieJ3VMDROP8, Making a very valuable preparation FOR IN PANTS AND CHIIJ1REN, Assimilating the food and Regulating the Stomach and Bowels. IT PROMOTES DIGESTION, CHEERFULNESS AND REST. IT IS A WONDERFUL REMEDY For Constipation, Sour Stomach, Convulsions, Loss of Sleep, Worms, Fevf.rishnf.ss, etc. PRICE 25 CENTS. For Sale by all Druggists. BRIGGS Our Bargains are to Numerous to Mention, but it will Give us Great Pleasure to Show you through our stock, if you can spare us a few minutes. We will certainly do you no harm, and possibly, may do you Some good. Respectfully Yours, MEDICINE CO., San Francisco, California. Health is Wealth! Dr. E. C. West's Nkrvb and Beain Tbbat-)ent- , a guaranteed etociBc for Iljstoria, Kits, Nervous Neuralgia, Convulsions, lle;ilnclin, Nervous Prostration caused by the use of alcohol or tobacco, Wakefulness, Mental Depression, Softening of the Brain resulting iu insanity and leading to misery, decay aud death. Premature Old Ago, Barrenuess, Loss of Power in either sex, Involuntary Losses and of the Spermatorrhoea caused by over exertionEach box or brain, contains one month's treatment. $1.00 a box. mail for boxes six or $j.0O, seit by prepaid on receipt of price, BOXES WE GUARANTEE SIX To cure any case. With each order received bj us for six boxes, accompanied with $5.(10, wo will send the purchaser ur written guarantee to refund the money if the treatment does uot etTect a cure. Guarantees issued only by H. A Walker, Druggist Sale Agt.. 371 Twenty-fourtSt.. Ogdeu. Utah LOEB & MYER PEOPEIJTOHS OF Dizzi-iirs- self-abu- b The (Men M Clotif Ho NOTICE TO CREDITORS. M. Preshaw, Deceased. Notice is hereby given by the undersigned, the executor of the estate of Samuel M. Preshaw, deceased, to the creditors of, and all persons to exhaving claims against tho said deceased, within hibit them with the necessary vouchers, ten months after the first publication of thm notice, to the said executor, at his otlice, Number 2163 Washington Avenue, tho same being the place for the transaction of the business of said estate, in the City of Ogdeu, County of Wuber and Territory of Utah. John S. Cori.kw, Executor of the Estate of Samuel M. Preshaw, Diseased. Estate of Samuel 2410 WASHINGTON AVE.