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Don’t miss the Kirmess !

The woolen blanket war is on among the local merchants.

Talk about France and Germany watching each other’s movements. The storekeepers can give them points on alertness. Let one dealer exhibit an article in his window, marked 50c., and before the ink on the placard is dry, all the other Wanamakers on the street follow him up in the tune of 47 1-2c.

Old Uncle Henery (a wise old duffer) talks on local matters in this issue.

James W. Holland, M. D., physician and surgeon, is meeting with great success in his X-ray researches.

His complete equipment gives him the insight track in this science. Are the merchants of Westfield devoid of enterprise ? Read your answer in the Star’s (advertising columns.)

The social functions at Columbia Hall promise to be more numerous and effervescent than ever this season ; also, if possible, more swell.

Prof. Wales returns to us, after an absence of a few years, with a carpet bag filled with new ideas in graceful dances, artistic poses, and an unlimited amount of the poetry of motion.


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Ye Loe«als.

An unusually large delegation went from this town to the Blandford fair this year, to partake of the noted dinners. Everybody was happy.

Prof. Cole’s rattlesnake has shuffled off his mortal coil. In nearly a year’s captivity, this snake has taken but one meal, and on that occasion had a fit of mal de mer. Our sympathies are extended to the High School museum, in its bereavement.

George Parker has entered the ranks of the contractors and builders. He is erecting a house on Fairview Terrace.

Now that the apple season is on, business is picking up with the farmers.

And now that it is the fad among teachers to take their pupils to the various shops, to study the processes of manufacture, we know it would be a grand idea to take the classes down to the new cider mill, on the Canada side. They would take such an interest in the machinery, etc.

The most active and hard-working man in Westfield is Jim Cosby, Superintendent Snow’s first lieutenant. Wherever a repair is to be made or new work put in, Jim is there, in the thickest of the job, busy hammering away.

Now that the novelty of the thing has worn away, and the natives have all seen our new ambulance, the spread-eagle display formerly made by driving that vehicle slam-bang, at break-neck speed, over the rough paving of Elm Street, is being done away with, and now it suffi- ces to take the unfortunate victim of a railroad or other accident, and quietly thread the way along through side streets, and on to the hospital, without unnecessary noise.

The chicken pie supper at Mundale, an event of great moment in that hamlet, will take place in the near future.

Oliver, the semi-civilized crow, is roosting high these days.

That was a foxy move on the part of the authorities in having it an- nounced that a large elm tree would soon be felled and used to keep the tramps busy in the town wood yard. The hobos have heard of it.

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If it gives you a pain to blow your little assessment in at the town clerk’s desk, take ether.

A hard looking specimen of a hobo was wafted through our open doorway the other day. His breath was redolent of Old Monongahela, his shoes were tied to his feet with ropes, and as he leaned his elbow against our birds-eye maple, roll-top desk, and toyed with our gold pen, he importuned us for a car fare to Springfield, where he has a wealthy uncle.

We were forced to say him nay. His breath was heavier than our pocket book. Poor fellow !

Motto of the Fairview Terraceite: «‘ The storm window is mightier than the fly-screen.”’

What are they going to do with the humble, little mouse after he has finished his duties as a window attraction ?

Cheese it.

Local editor Ed. Clark, of the Republican, after a fortnight’s ab- sorption of Otis ozone, is with us again, wielding a trenchant lead pencil.

Since the burglarizing of Mr. Lewis’ cigar store, there seems to have been a lull in the business of the thieves.

Have they lost their enter pries ?

The town brook, which, for many generations, has flowed, uncovered, along the north wall of Fred Dawson’s wine parlor, has at last been covered, and now the air in that vicinity feels better.

Our old town brook, though, has been a benefit in certain ways. It has certainly boomed the quinine market.

The water in Great River is getting colder and colder, and we can’t play mermaid any more this year.

Song of the pop-corn man: * All five-cent pieces look alike to me.”’

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AND SHORT REMARKS * By Our Klondike Editor.



September 10th witnessed that inspiring annual function, the parade of our fire department. It is a day long longed for and extensively cherished, and as so, it is well. Who amongst us is there that can view the marching host of uniformed braves without a thrill of admiration tingling his marrow? These heroes of many a hard-fought battle with the destroying element, who at any moment, are ready to risk their trunks and limbs to save our lives and furniture, are worthy of an easy chair in our esteem.

At 1.30 P. m., on this eventful day, the companies formed, with the right resting on the soldiers’ monument and the left on the sunny side of Pleasant street. In silent review the invited guests and newspaper men passed before their august presence. Then, as the brass band struck up, ‘‘ There'll be a hot time in the old town to-night,’’ they marched over the river and back again, followed by apparatus and a large display of hacks.

After the return to Park Square, the Montgomery water was tested by some of the firemen, and then all adjourned to meet at the parade dance in the evening, ladies free.

Our present fire department, well equipped with modern apparatus, well manned with resolute, determined fighters, an electric fire alarm system and a gravity water system, second to none, is in bold contrast to the methods in vogue within the memory of many of our older citizens.

The first piece of fire apparatus the town possessed was in the early 30’s, a tub on wheels, in the center of which was a pump, to which the hose was attached. Suction hose was an unapplied idea at this time, and the method of supplying the pumps was to keep the tub filled by a line of buckets from the most convenient water supply.

This primitive machine was supplanted by two others of more efficient service, and these two gave way before the advent of the «Bay State”’ and « Rough & Ready,” which were in use up to the time of the revo-

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lution in methods brought about by the Steamer No. 1 and the Mont- gomery water supply.

The firemen’s musters of long ago were times that will never be for- gotten by those who witnessed or participated in them. The gathering ~ of red-shirted companies from many places to contest for prizes; the captain mounted on his tub, trumpet in hand, yelling at highest pitch to his stalwart men to ‘‘ Break her down! Break her down!”’ the yells of applauding masses to the victors, and usual free fight, are all vividly por- trayed, and we heave a sigh for the days gone by, never to return again.

Westfield has been extremely fortunate in the freedom from costly burnings during the past quarter of a century. This can be attributed to the general sentiment of progressiveness among our citizens and those who have guided the destiny of our Department. May its present high standard of excellence be enlarged as fast as conditions demand it.


As one passes along our busy, main thoroughfare, bustling with life and activity, lined on either side with its modern buildings, wherein the mercantile interests of to-day are housed and carried on with all the dispatch of modern methods, one cannot but compare the way of to-day with that of a few years past. The old-time merchant, in his dingy lounging place for the male community, traded and bartered his wares for stationary prices, or would not part with them. A “bargain sale ”’ at half the price of ‘‘ cost to make ”’ is now the ruling passion.. The old- time merchant, at his high desk, would ever be poring over his books, or laboriously penning a business letter. In the well-appointed office of” to-day the corps of penmen keep the books in a manner that would seem Dutch to the ancient business man, and in the matter of correspondence, well, at his right hand sits his type-writer—pretty as a picture—taking down his dictation in a mass of tea-chest characters that knock the spots out of the hieroglyphics of ancient Babylon or Cypress; then smashing them out of a type-writing machine in plain-lettered English, readable to the naked eye. The type-writer girl is inseparable from modern business life. She is a permanency. Of corset is so.


‘Yes; ’’ said the girl in the shirt waist and excessive perspiration, to the young man who once travelled with a pop-corn wagon, as they glided through the mazes of a waltz, at the parade dance, ‘‘ your escort home would be very acceptable, as I came alone.’’ And he was happy, as she was anew girlin town, and many of the gallant boys had cast eager eyes in her direction. The music was stilled and the hall was deserted. Leisurely, and arm in arm, they wandered in the moonlight, talking on things dear to the young, and supremely happy. In the western sky the crescent moon dipped low. In the high church tower the hour was tolled. It was1A.m. But what cares budding love for dipping moons and tolling bells? Enthroned in their hearts was the happiness of the hour. As they neared the massive gates to the silent city, the young man asked, in a some-



what foggy articulation, ‘‘ You live on the Highlands, do you?’’ She felt the slight tremor of his splendid physique, as he asked her the question, but attributed

it to the chill night air that was out that evening very late. ‘‘ No, I do not live up here; Iam stopping with my aunty for a few days. She lives at No. 1313 Broad- way 9

A hurried call for an ambulance, a little white cot in the hospital, with attend- ing physicians about him, diagnosing his case.

“With careful nursing he will be around ina few weeks,’’ said Dr. Howland to the matron. ‘‘ Keep him quiet, and don’t let him read much, especially building- lots-at-auction circulars.”’

The girl caught a ride home on a belated Mundale stone quarry team; and ever after they lived happily apart.


Westfield is proud of her schools, and justly so; and the well-directed efforts of our people to keep the present school rooms overcrowded with new beginners tes- tifies to their appreciation of our excellent temples of learning. A complete revo- lution in the methods of instruction has taken place all along the line, from the Kindergarten to classics of the Houchee Couchee of the old Normal hall. Not only the methods of teaching of to-day, but the whole machinery of education con- trasts strongly with that in force a few years past. The little red school house, with its broken window panes and leaky roof, and whi:tled desks and seats, and battered doors, with its cord-wood stove, around which the school-marm and pu- pils would huddle to keep from being frost-bitten, is in bold contrast with the mod- ern building, where all is comfort and conducive to the inculcation of object les- sons of lasting value tothe pupils housed therein. The old-time teacher, who boarded around when out of school, and slashed around with the ferrule when in school, to keep discipline, has given way to the teacher whose object is to rule by methods calculated to inspire respect and not the hatred of those under charge.

Punctuality is taught as a cardinal virtue and is well exemplified by the teach- ers every pay day.

With the creation of the office of superintendent of schools, the old custom of school committee-men visiting the schools and making speeches to the pupils has been done away, much to the relief of the commiitee-men and the pupils.

That the safety of our republic rests in the education of the masses is made more impressive by the reading of the Socialistic party’s platform, where an equal divvy of wealth is a simple problem in division, and the taking from one to enrich another meets a long felt want in the rule of subtraction. That this stage of existence is fast approaching none can doubt; therefore it behooves us to keep our high-standard educational factories running full time, because wealth without knowledge is undesirable.


That our Board of Health is a most important and indispensable body is evident from a glance at its makeup, not only in quality but in quantity, and its thorough and impartial work along the lines laid down for the conveyance of the town’s sewerage to the river that runs down to the sea.

It is a most fortunate thing for the town’s welfare that men of such infinite knowledge of the pleasures and pastimes of the death-dealing microbe are at the helm; and where formerly the deadly foes of human life slew their thousands, now the death rate does not exceed more than one funeral to each person.

That their work has proved a great boon to the people, one need not go far- ther than to get the opinions of our master plumbers that what the Board has done

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has been for the best. Their good judgment in the matter is essentially material.

A glance backward reveals the fact that from the very foundation of our town, and until recent years, the garbage pile and surface sink drain spread their aroma far and wide, throughout this valley, breeding an atmosphere that could be cut into large chunks with any dull instrument.

To-day, thanks to sanitary engineering and city sewers, the waste of the town is conducted through miles of pipes, under our streets, and at short intervals, through the man-hole gratings, the rich fumes escape, to tickle the nostrils of of the passer-by, the quintessence of a thousand stinks.

Under the old order of things, men lived to a ripe old age, in spite of the gar- bage and surface sewers. Now they die—whenever their sands of life are run out ; and there is no reason to suppose that their lives are in any way abbreviated by our Board of Health.

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As the harvest moon bathes the heavens and earth with its mellow, silvery light, when the frost is on the pumpkin, when the granaries are bursting with plenty, and fat cattle are bulging their stalls with their dis- tended sides, when the tallest corn stalk nods in the autumnal breeze to the Klondike pumpkin, when the White Elephant and Hebron Beauty potatoes have an eye out for coming events, when shelves are bending beneath the weight of canned fruits and jellies that are prize-winners, when the crazy patch-work quilt of 10,000 pieces is in the dark and narrow drawer, with none to admire, the hearts of a true people are sad ; and with good reason they cry out, ‘‘ Where, oh, where is the Western Hampden Cattle Show of 1897?’ « They have taken her away, by proxy,’’ is the explanation of some of its former officers. ‘It has gone beyond the river,’”’ (Connecticut) said the man from the Farms, ‘‘ never to return again.’’ This seems only too true.

To think that a great and growing municipality like the City of Homes, with its multitudinous industries and attractions, should stoop to such means to rob a suburb of its great annual bovine show passeth all understanding. Yet, we hold no grudge against the loyal citizens of our shire town, whose zeal in the enlargement and progress of their own burg caused them to drop the spark into the keg that shattered their fondest hopes, and strewed the wreckage of a once promising annual event to the four winds.

Though the past history of our annual fair would dishearten most peo- ples, our watchword, inscribed in red on our magna charta, ‘‘ Put your shoulder to the plough,”’ will ever be an inspiration to our loyal citizens ; and from the funeral pyre of ’96 the one remaining spark, fanned to life, will grow into a golden ox, around which, in exultant glee, will waltz the wealth of all that is worthy a place in the greatest cattle shows on earth. Then our sister city in the east will stand on her leaky arch, sad and forlorn, gazing wistfully into the western sky, expectantly waiting ; but she waiteth in vain, for the places that once knew her will know her no more.

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Another flurry in real estate is expected as soon as the street sweeper tackles Elm street.

A recent business failure might well be characterized as ‘‘ taking the bun.”’ The water has been shut off from the park fountain for the winter.

The 530 pound cyclist of the Lozier company was in town recently, and was the centre of attraction. The other 499 hands average somewhat less than this.


No one need be afraid of getting into a trap, provided it is one of those stylish traps to be had at the livery-man’s at $3.00 per day.

The measured system pleases the tailors, especially when it is the system of a good-paying customer, measured for a new suit.

A good plan, looking to the aid of Noble Hospital, would be the giv- ing by the street railway company of one day’s receipts to that institu- tion, the matter to be in charge of a committee, who would plan for attractions at the ends of the line, and create a profitable interest in the plan among the townspeople of all classes.

Now is the time to have your store teeth repaired. Chestnuts are in the market.

The beef handlers who work most of their time in the cold storage room of the Swift company, ought to be able to reach the Klondike without much trouble. They are already acclimated.

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The above ‘‘cut’’ represents the upper portion of the face of a -well- known local young man. See how good you are at guessing. After you have decided, and think you are correct, you may prove the matter by cutting out the above print, following closely the lower outline, and matching it with another print, found on another page in this issue, which will complete the portrait.




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* Who bel? That's the very thing Who bel? Taint fer me to say. I'd like to know, by jinks. So some other’ll have to squeal ; Jest catch me once upon the wing, Old Uncle Henery aint no way An tell me what yer thinks. Of bein much more real. Who be! ? You will have to tell. An if yer ask me whol be, If ] aint me nor you. An! saylamI, Then you know who! be as well By jinks, I don’t plainly see As I kin everdo. How you can pass that by. *

I felt terrible bad the latter part of last month about a little matter. Twant of very much importance, but I felt bad about it nevertheless. You see, I aint missed a G. A. R. encampment in, wal, fer Fredeelie’s sake, I wont tell how many years. Meanher we both go to em all. I alwuz take along my old army blanket an my old blue umbrel, an Fredeelie she carries her hat box. Most alwuz the members of the press give us a good send-off, but, by jinks, this year they never said a word about it here. Jest think what yer readers missed, lads. Now, the Buffalo papers they did their duty an published my pictur every one on em, an I bought eighteen copies of every paper as had my glowin countenance in it. Mr. Conner, who owns two papers in the city, he’s a old friend of mine, an he entertained me an McKinley an a few of us fellers. One of them ar funny men said as how when I got back home agin the corn-stalk band ud come out to meet me. But it didn’t, an the papers didn’t even say es how I’d got home all right.


Mercy on us, but thar came near bein a big kidnappin here a few weeks ago. Think of the brazonry, the hardihood, the outlandish ne- fariousness of the scheme! A band of darin men, stout, bold an pow- erful, had planned to board a west-bound train, to kidnap an unoffendin citizen of these free United States, on his weddin day. Jest look at that now! Who ever heard of such a deed, done in broad daylight ? Talk about Robin Hood! He wouldn’t be in it with some of my nieces an neffies. You may thank yer Old Uncle Henery, Jim, that they didn’t carry out the scheme. | put my number ten boot down on it right off quick. Just think how this scare line would appear in the papers: “KIDNAPPED ON HIS WEDDING DAY!” Shake hands with yer old uncle, Jim, the next time you see him, an if you


haint no objectshuns, knock off half a cart wheel on the next pair of shoes he buys from you.


‘“Old Uncle Henery,’’ sez Fredeelie to me tother day, ‘‘ when you aint got nuthin else to do, I wish you’d jest run out to the barn an ketch some mice for me.”

‘*Catch mice for ye!’’ I exclaimed. <‘ What in thunder do you take me for, Fredeelie, a rat terrier or an overgrown cat ? An what in the name of mercy do you want with mice? I spose you’re goin to wear em on your hat this winter to prove you’re a new woman, and aint afraid of mice.”’

Fredeelie hung her head an ina minit I was sorry that I spoke.

“T was goin to earn five dollars for sumthin that 1 want to get,” she said.

‘You mean you was agoin to make me earn five dollars for you, don’t you P”’

«Why, no,”’ she returned, «‘I was goin to collect the mice an sell em don’t you see? ”’

‘‘Oh, you mean | was agoin to collect em, an you was agoin to sell em. Is that so?”’

“Yes; you see theyre usin on em for advertisin,’’ she explained.

‘If I lay my hands on them fellers, I'll have their life for puttin any such notions into your head,’’ 1 returned. Haven’t we got enough nuisances around this house now, without a mess of mice scamperin here an there? Besides, I wonder, Fredeelie, who’d earn the money, if | caught the mice and you held em after they were caught. I’m afraid we’d be a quarrelin all the time about our shares. So here’s a fiver, an don’t for pity sake go into the rat catchin business.”’


The Union Signal of Chicago, the official organ of the W. C. T. U., in commending the work of a Westfield girl, speaks of Mrs. Catherine A. Tierney. Careful, thar, Union Signal, careful thar! Our asso- ciate editor will be after you with a big stick if you endow her with any such title, without her previous consent. |


Beats all, don’t it, what interest most folks take in the schools. Now I ought to take an interest, for I pay five dollars a year taxes, an my niece, Chlorinda, she’s a teacher. But! never could understand how a feller that haint got no children in the schools, no one in his family a teachin, an don’t pay no taxes, could care whether school kept or not. They do, though ; some of em are the very ones that have the most to say.

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F'redeelie Ann an me have made up our minds to go into society con- siderable this winter, an seein as we used to live in Springfield, I hope the Westfield people will just take notice how we act, cause our man- ners can't fail to be of the very best. I shouldn’t be at all surprised if we went to two or three Springfield parties to get a corner on some of the very latest things in manners, just to donate them to our Westfield relations and friends.


Of course we’re agoin to the Kirmess. Everybody is, an besides, Chlorinda’s goin to be an usher. Then we're goin to attend all the good shows at both opera houses. Don't believe we'll go to Springfield to no shows. It’s better to patronize home industries. I hope the ladies in the opera house will all notice Fredeelie’s new bonnet, as she passes with unconscious grace down the ile. Also the gentlemen my new great coat, an the way in which I carry my hat. I aint decided whether I'll take my old blue umbrel to the shows or not. Think I will, though. It comes in mighty handy sometimes, for if I see any one a comin that I dislike, I alwuz give it to Fredeelie to hold, while we’re goin up stairs, an wal, that’s all I need to do. Next mornin there is another blind man in Westfield. That’s all.


Besides those things already mentioned, there are to be two or three fairs by the various churches. I’m goin to em all, an as for the church dinners and suppers, I'll be right thar every time. First fair I’m a goin to is the Hibernian one. Fredeelie said she didn’t know as she could go to that an the Kirmess both, but when I told her they was goin to be a palmist at the fair, she changed her mind right away. Fredeelie’s only superstitious in about a hundred ways, an one of her little weak- nesses in this direction is fortune tellin. She’d ruther go to a fortune

teller than eat. *

I’m gittin ready to write a brief article on my own hook for the Sun- day Republican, on the teachin of morals in the public schools. | particular want it printed, as I want a match for an article which dripped from the pen of a certain learned doctor into the columns of the same paper not long ago. Of course the paper is read by good, old, long- haired and sand-burred farmers like myself, with a sprinkling of me- chanics an other professional men, so I want all the big words | can find, so as to make myself thoroughly intelligible to my readers. I’ve commenced on a list, which | intend to weave into my article, an so have these on hand: Protoplasm, equilibrium, anthropomorphism, evo- lution, involution, self-contradictory, ineffable, incapacitate, dispropor- tionate, ad infinitum. I want to get a few more simple words.

Yours as ever, OLD: UNCLEx. HENERY

THE NortH ¥

lor the Children.




“T thought they’d all be sorry,” And the little maiden sighed, When mamma said that vacation Was almost done, I cried. { went to tell the squirrels— I thought they'd surely rue it— But they had their nuts together,

And they chattered, *’ Knew it, knew it.”’

** And the lambs, out in the pasture, Where the wise. old sheep, too, are,

‘When I told them ‘twas September, They only answered. ‘Baa!’

And the crows went cawing cawing, In the woods across the river,

“Did you think,’ they seemed toask me, *Twould be play-time forever?’"’

“And the golden~rod—] love it— Nodded as I went along.

‘Then a breeze cate, and it sounded Like a queer, dear little song.

“Long ago.” so it seemed saying, “When we saw September coming,

We put‘on our plumes to tell you—

Hark! Was ‘that a partridge humming?

“Do as we do—keep the brightness ; All the days can't be for play. Be as bright and brave for study, Let the gold shine in the gray. And, come closer—'tis a Secret, Happy all the folk that win it— Work is just as sweet as pleasure, When you put your glad heart in it.”


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Apples to pick!

Apples to pick !

Come with a basket and come: with a stick. Rustle the trees and shake them down, And let. every boy take care of his crown.

There you go, Tommy !

Up with you, Jim!

Crawl to the end of that crooked limb. Carefully pick the fairest and best; Now for a shake, and down come the rest.

Thump, plump, down they come raining! Shake away, shake till not one is remaining. Hopping off here, and hopping off there, Apples and apples are everywhere.

THE NortTH *&

Golden Russets, with sunburnt cheek,

Fat, ruddy Baldwins, jolly and sleek;

Pippins, not much when they meet your eyes, But wait till you see them in tarts and pies!

Where are the Pumpkin Sweets? Oh, here f

Where are the Northern Spies? Oh, there!

And here are the Nodheads and here are. the Snows, And yonder the Porter, best apple that grows.

Beautiful Bellefleurs, yellow as gold,

Think not we’re leaving you out in the cold; And dear, fat Greenings, so prime to bake, I'll eat one of you now, for true love’s sake.

Oh, bright is the autumn sun o’erhead,

And bright are the piles of gold and red.

And rosy and bright as the apples themselves

Are Jim, Tom and Harry, as merry as elves. SELECTED-


Give your boy and girl friends a little examination, to see who cam pass this easy test :

Did you say a nice house or an ice house ?

The old cold scold sold a school coal scuttle.

Some shun sunshine; do you shun sunshine ?

The rain ceaseth and it ceaseth to rain.

She sells sea-shells ; shall he sell sea-shells ?

He spoke reasonably, philosophically, and yet particularly, of the un- ceremoniousness