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DOIN'S December 17, 1908 YOU ALL' Page 9 the corn in the vicinity. Mr. Clarance Griffin and Miss Laup3 regory, visited with Cora Frazier Sunday. Charley Thornberry and wife, returned to their home in Missouri, after a visit with his parents, Mr. and Mrs Sam Thornberry.

Mrs. George Wineinger and son, Ernest went to Plainville Friday to have some dental work done. Otho Sheldon came up from Natoma Saturday and spent Sunday with his mother, Mrs. Frank Perkins. Asa Thornberry has been digging a cistern for Jack Protracted meetings began at Mt.

Ayr Sunday night. Will Miller is shelling corn in this vicinity at present. We wish every one a merry Xmas. "Pat." day with Mr. and Mrs.

Chas. Galer. Get out your bells, A double wedding is reported for Christmas. Miss Edith Davis visited at L. C.

Wordens from Friday until Sunday. Clarance Griffin is shucking corn for Charley Galer. Will Stanfield purchased a new threshing machine while he was away. He brought it from Natoma Sunday. Mr.

and Mrs. Ralph Neiswanger, and Mr. and Mrs. Frank Dorr, came out from Plainville Saturday to attend church at Aurora. Mr.

and Mrs. Copping spent Sunday at J. H. Griffins. The people at Pleasant Plain are remodeling this week.

Sherman McFadden is here now from Salina looking after his crop, and visiting relatives. Edd Stanfield is buying almost all The Woodston Pharmacij Wishes you 5 A Merry Christmas i was the protest of the county bpy, the protest against the leaden weight, weight, weight, of a cheerless life. 4 '0 little heir of all the ages," she thought, "it shall be my earnest endeavor to restore to you some of wealth and beauty of your legacy." "James," she said aloud, "listen." 'Tis not not right for us to listen to the sacred talk of that teacher and pupil. T'was one of the few times when heart touches bottom with heart. The plans laid that memorable evening have influenced more than one life.

It is another afternoon we have now to describe. This Friday, the autumn sun shines upon a happy company of boys and girls, all so busy that the change visitor might think himself in Aeneas' place, watching. the toiling! throngs a )the walls of Carthage. No longer do the cobwebs threaten the lives of the yqmger generation, the Black Sea has fost its tributaries and the whole room glories with a cheer- fulness of plain light paper and harmonious paint. We should not ask who has dried up the rivers and stopped the ears of the eavesdropping walls, or who has been so laborious with brush and, paper.

The dames of our grandmother's time would blush with horror at the masculine attainments of the twentieth century woman. You must not smile at the faults, it all so fresh and clean. Enough if she and her cavalier country boys could do so much. And now what engages -the busy workers? They are putting up their pictures. You might not care for them in your stately parlors, they are very small, the well known Perry pictures of ten cent fame.

But see how a part of the very life is going into them! With their own hands, the boys are fashioning crude, black-painted frames; with their own hands they are cutting glass out of old broken windows. And she, see how her presence pervades the place! She is telling them the story of Aurora, "It is Apollo, the sun-god, children, who every day drives his swift chariot through the skies. He is attended by the twenty-four hours of the day and Eos, the rosy fingered Goddess of the morn, rolls away the crimson clouds to make ready for the coming of Apollo's Have you ever seen such a dawn? "And here is a picture of the sunsetthe Angelus." Indeed those boys and girls, through the medium of their teacher could hear the bell sound ing from the little chapel across the fields. They caught the ardor of the three-fold life of man! love, devotion, work. Many a lump arose in throat, when they saw Landseer's noble shepherd dog, mourning alone at the coffin of his dead master.

Ifow their hearts leat with indignation to see this same Santa Claus has left a part of his pack with us, and among the many things he left with us are artists stag at bay. Generous boj they symyathized with the stag and not with the hounds. What admiration these country lovers of animals showed for Rosa Bonheur's splendid horses, prancing and crowding with animal spirit; and for her oxen, toiling on the hillside. What hosts of laborers Millet and Breton put out to work How happily they began in the morning, how full of power the sower, throwing his seed to the right and left, how over-whelmed with labor the "man with the hoe," how the girl arose above her toil with the song of a lark, and at night how tired, yet how happy the harvesters returned! And now it was all done. Have you ever looked with, love, with admiration, with pride of authorship upon the work of your own hands? If so, you can tell the way these boys and girls felt.

They reveled in the clean, comfortable, beautiful atmosphere of the place for 'tis one's nature so to do. And when-the snow fell and the little stove now cheerfully per-" formed its duties, how cosy within! There is something so tangible, so apart of you, in the close contract of the walls of a country school house. You scarce envy the lonely observer in the massive museums of art. And when the Christmas tide came the walls told the story of that wonderful night and of another troubled night when weary wanderers took their flight into Egypt. James no longer says it is a dreary place.

Perhaps he ioes not understand, as he looks at his teacher's cheerful face, how much he has taught her. He understands the beauty but not yet the motive of her many better graces, why she always has about her some symbol of beauty, gaily colored autumn leaves, fragant flowers, cheerful smiles and hopeful words. He is a man now and has left the little school house behind him. But often as he works on the prairies, he seems to hear the silver tones of the Angelus Cuming across the fields, he labors with the dignity Millet has taught him and he cannot repress his song of the lark, for he loves his work, his animal friends and his family. Perhaps now he understands the meaning, the motive of his teacher's work, for 'tis a simple tale of labor, of hope, of beauty that he imparts to all around him.

The following item from the Downs News refers to E. D. Balmer's house in Ash Rock: Leonard Asper came down from Woodston the last of the week to remain during the cold weather which interfered with his work. He has the contract for painting a large residence at Woodston. He tells us it is the largest residence in Rooks county.

O. Eckerman and family left Tuesday for Washington, Iowa for a visit, after which they will return and make their home at Osborne. Mr. Eckerman says he is well pleased with his sale. Over South Almost every one is through shucking corn.

Rev. Dews is holding a series of meetings at Aurora at vpresent. There is a good attendance. Literary at Mt. Ayr is progressing nicely with Guy Hunting as "president and Clarence Griffin secretary.

The subject for debate Firday night being, "Resolved that the pen is mightier than the sword." Lester Rubottomjhas been shucking corn for Millard Casper the past week. Misses Louisa and Daisy Winein-ger and Mr. Venue Smith, spent Sun Box Candies, Box Stationery Combination Toilet Sets Manicure Sets Latest Style Collar Boxes Mirrors, Post Card Albums Christ mas Post Cards and Christmas Cards, Novel-ties, Perfumes Hand Painted China, Toys Dolls, Tissue Paper Decorations, nnd niinifirmis nth fir nrtinlps C. G. Cochran Sons High-Class Shorthorns Spring Hill Shorthorns headed by the great bulls, Grand Lad 260127 Barrington Duke of Blackwater 220370, Silvery Knight 20G653.

Graceful Knight 223938 Young stock'of both sexes for sale. We have the greatest lot of young bulls that we have ever had. We invite inspection and welcome comparison. 300 in herd. Address or phone Azel F.

Cochran, Mgr. Plainville Kansas A hearty welcome greets you all The WOODSTON PHARMACY W. H. Dc Registered Pharmacist Prop..