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VOL S.---N 5
It was thA day before Christmas
Oregon Christma'. It had rai
mistily at dawn ; but at ten o'olc
the clouds hadsparted and moved aw
relu'ctaubly. There was a blue a
dazzling sky overhead. The ra
drops still sparkled on the windo
and on the green grass, and the 1
roses and chrysantheinum8 hung tb
beautiful heads heavily beneath the
but there was to be no more rc
Oregon City's mighty barometer-I
Falls of the Willamotte-was decl
lng to her people by ber~ soften)
roar that the morrow wgs to be fair.
Mrs. Orville Palm'er was in I
large kitchen making preparations
the Christmas dinner. She was
picture of dainty loveliness in a lav
der gingham dress made with a I
skirt and a shirred waist -nd leg
mutton sleeves. A white apron
tied neatly around her waist.
Her hutband came In, and paused
put his arm around her and kiss b
She was stirring something oi
stove, holding her dress aside with <
" It's goin' to be a fine Christa
Emarine," he said, and sighed une
sciously. There was a wistful i
careworn look on his face.
" B'autiful !" said Emarine, vi
ciously. "Goin' down town, Or vill
"Yes. Want anything ?"
"Why, the cranberries ain't cc
yet. I'm so uneasy about 'em. Thc
ought to 'a' been stooed long ago,
like 'em cooked down an' strained 1
jell. I don't see what ails th
groc'rymen ! Sh'u'] think they c
get around some time before doo
day I Then I want-here, you'd I
set it down." She took a pencil at
slip of paper from a shelf ovor
table and gave them to him. "N,
let me see." She comnmwed stirr
again, with twvo NsUi0 wrinkles
tween Acr brows. " A ha'f a poun
-trc' ; a ha'f it pound o' candied pe
two pounds o' Cur'ut s; iwo poiundE
raisins-git 'em stunned, Orvillo:
pound o' sooet-make 'em give
some that ain't all strings ! A bo:
Norther' Spy applis ; a ha'f a do:
lemons; four-bits' worth o' walnut
a'moods, whichever's freshest; alp
o' Punget Sound oysters for the dress
and a bunch o' cel'ry. You stop by
see about the turkey, Orville ; a,
wish you'd run in 's you go by mothe
an! tell her to come up as soon as i
can. She'd ought to be here now."
Her husband smiled as he finisl
the list. " You're a wonderful hot
keeper, Emarlne," he said.
Then his face grow grave. " Gc
present for your mother yet, Er
" Oh, yes, long ago. I got 'era blh
shawl down t' Charman's. She's 1
He shuffled his feet about a lit
"Unh-hunh. Yuh-that is-1 reel
you ain't pickod out any present
-fer my mother, have yuh, Et
"No," she replied, with a cold
tinetness. " I ain't."
There was a silence. Emar
stirred briskly. The lines gr
deeper between her brows. Two i
spots came into her cheeks. " I hi
the rain ain't spoilt the chrys
thums," she said then, with an air
ridding herself of a disagreeable si
Orville made no answer. He mo,
his foot again uneasily. Presently
said: " I expect my mother need
black shawl, too. Seemed to me he
looked kind o' rusty ayt church Sund
Notice it, Emar'ino ?"
" No," said Emarine.
"Seemed to me she was gitin'
look olful old. Emarino "-his ye
broke ; he came a step) nearer--"i
be the flest Christmas dinner I os
eat without my mother."
She drew back and lookedl at hi
He know the look that Ilashed it
her eyes, and shrank from it.
" You don't have to oat this 'a' wil
out 'er, Orville Par'mer'! You goi
.eat your dinner with yourn mothe
you want ! I can get along alone. A
you goin' to order them things ?
* you ain't just say so an' I'll go an d<
Hie put on his hat and went with<i
* ~ Mrs. Palmer took the sau'copan fr<.
the stove and set it on the hearl
Then she sat down and l 'anod 1:
cheek in the pitim of her hand, ai
lopkedi steadily out the window. IJ
. eyelids tremblgl closer' together. E
eyes held a farhighited look. She si
a plctur'o; but it was not the pictu
of the blue. reaches of sky, and
green vudes~ cleft by Its silvor'-bl
river. 'She saw a kitchen, shab
compared to ors own, scantily fi
nishod; an din i- an old white-hair
wvoman Hitting down to eat lher' Chi
mas dinner alone.
Aftoe' awhile she ar'oso with ani
pintient sigh. " Well, I can' help it
she exclaimed. .a " I I knuckled dos
to her' this time, I'd have to do 't ag'.
Sho mnigh jus~t as well get ust to't ih
as last. I wish~ she hadL't got
lookin' so old1 a~d p)itiful, though,
settin' there in front o' us in chur
Sunday after' Sunday. The cor
stand out in her neck like well-rod
an' her chin kceps a-qivr'in' so!
can see Orville a-watch in' her--"
The doos' opened suddenly, andl h
mrother' entered. She was br'isthi
w ith curiosIty. "' Say, i'smarioe !" S
lowered her voice, although there 'w
no one to hear. " Whore d' you s'po
the undertaker's a goin' up by lher
Have you hear of any body"
'No," said Emarino. "IDid Or'vil
stop) by an' tel-you to hurr'y upi ?"
"Yes. What's t'ho matter of hini
Is ho sick ?"
" Not as I know of. Why."
" He looks so. Oh, I wonder if I
one o' the Peteorson child)rqen who
the under-taker's a-goin I'! ley'
all got the quinsy sore throat."
"How does ho looks ? I don't see
ho looks so turrable."
"Why, Emarino Parmer ! Even
body In town, says he looks so!i I on
hope they don't scnow what ails hin
" What does all him ?". cried o
Emarino, fiercely. "What are ya
hintin' at ?"
* "Well, If you don't know what al
him, yu1 meot to; so In'll tell ou. H
d in' by inches ever sence you turned to
his mother out o' doors." . I
.. Emarine turned white. Sheet light- b
- ning played in her eyes.
" Ob, yod'd ought to talk about my d
turnin her out !" shq burst out furious- "
y, y.i"nAfter you a- egtin' here a-quar- E!
'l'i with her in tb's' very kitchen,
an' eggin' me on I Wa'n't she goin' to
turn ou out o' your owni aughter'
ed home? Wa'n't that what I turnc
ek her out fer? I didn't turn r I
my anyhow! I only told Orvi i *
nd house wa'n't big enough for his n
In- an' me, an' that neither o' U:
w knuckle down, so he'd best ta'
st choice. You'd ought to talk I"
ei Well, if I egged you on, 1'
eo I.t'" said Mrs. Endey , F
n".Evor scnce that fit o' sickn.
n. a month ago, I've feel kind
ar- no account myselfI as if I'd
g all' holts go, an jest rep
spunk up.1kb .ust to. N(
he go to Ppterson's--h'. .gaw
f My laud I I wonder 'If it
a Gran'ma Eliot; she had a h
en- no, he didn't turn that corn
'ull think where he's gom' to !"
.u1 She sat down with a sig)
ras A smile glimmered pv
Emarine's face and was go'
to be if you'd go up in the
er. could see bettor," she eugge
fhn "Oh, Emarine, hero
ne Gran'ma Eliot herself ! Rt n an' k
the door fer'er. She's liml ,' wor,
on- Emarino flow to the dot r. Grana
mnd ma l'.iot was one of the .ow people
I she loved. She was large nd mother
va- iy. S'ao wore a black dres and shawl
and a funny bonnet, with a frill f
white lace around her browa
mne Emarine's face softened whea she
y'd kissed her. " I'm so glad. Io coo you,"
I she said, and her .I'ea endor.
o a Even Mrs. Ird ey-s face uiaderwent a i
em chango. T'Aually it wore a lopk of
u'd (loubi-, it not of positive suspicioh'?but
ms- now it fairly beamed. She sook t
est hands cordialy with the guest and led I
d a her to a comfortable chair. <
the " 1 know your rheumatiz ds worse,"
)w, she said, cheurfully, " because you're 0
ing lim pin' so. Oh, did you see the under- a
be- ttker go up by here ? We can't think
] o' where ho's gin' to. D' you happen to I
c I; know."
o "No, I don't; an' I don't want to, u
a neither." Mrs. lEliot laughed coin
,ou fortably. " M is' fEndey, you don't I
( o' ketch me foolil' with undertakers till
fen [ have to." She sat down and removod C
or her black cotton gloves. " 'm I
int gettin' to that ago when I don't care
in,' much where undertakers go to so long
an' 's they let me alone. F'ixin' for Chribt- g
1' 1 mas dinner, Emaritnc. dear ?" 0
r's, " Yes, ma'am," said Enmarine, in her
she very gentlest tone. Her mother had p
never said "dear" to her, and the 0
ied sound of it on this old lady's lips was
so- sweet. " Won't you come and take
dinner with us?"
it a Tho old lady laughed muerrily. c
na- "Oh, deario me, dearie me I You
don't guess my son's folks could spare
tck me now, do you? I spend ov'ry Christ
'en mas there. They most carry me on
two chips. My son's wife, Sidonie,
le. she nearly runs her feet oly waitin' on
con ne. She can't do enough for me. My,
for Mrs. Endoy, you don't know what a c
na- coifort a daughter-in-law is whbn you I
get old an' feeble !"
lis- Emarine's face turned red. Shc I
went to tho table and stood with br a
Ino back to tho older women ; but her
ow mother's sharp eyes observed that her d
'ed ears grow scarlot. 0
>pe " An,'I never will," said Mrs. Endoy 9
- of " You've got a son-in-law, though, r
ab- who's worth a whole townful of most 0
sobs-in-law. He was such a good son,
led too ; jest worshiped his mother: r
he couldn't bear hei out of his sight. e-Ic p
a h iumored h- high and low. That's
r'n jest the way Sidonie (loes wvith me. f
sy. I'm gettin' cranky 's I get oldoi', an'
sometimes i'm r'eai cross ain' sassy to a
hor'; but she jest laffs at me, an' then a
to enmos an' kisses me, an' I'm all i'ight
ice ag'in. It's a blessin' right from God t
t'll to have a daughter-in-law like that." a
roir Thle kni fe in Emarino's hand slipped, i,
and she uttered a little cry. 1:
mn. " Hurt you?" demanded hoer mother, c
Emarino was silent, and did not 1
an'' "Cut you, Emarine? Why dlon't b
r- 'f you answer me ? Aigh ?"
o "A little," said Emarine. She -wont ~
If into the p~antr'y, and pr'esenltly returtn- I
't 0(d with a narrow str'ip of muslin which
she wound around her finger.
mt " Well, I never- see ! You never' will
lean any gumption'? Why don't you c
m look what you're aboout? Now, go
h. artoundl Christmas with your finger' all
Or tied iup !"'
nd " Oh, that'll be all right by to-mor'- 's
ori row," said Mrts. Eliot, cheerfully. b
cir " Won't it, 10marilne ? Nevoer cry over n~
iw spilt milk, Mi's. IEndey ; it mates a
ro body get wt'inkles too fast. 0' course a
he Orvilie's mother's comin' to take din- Fi
uc ner with you, Emarilno." sa
b~y " Dear me !' exclaimed Emaine, in u
it'- a sudlden llutter'. "I don't see Why c
ed thoet'anberr'ies don't come ! I told ce
st- Orville to hurry' 'cem up. .I'd best make
the Iloaitin' island wile I wvait." r
in- " I sto)pped at Orville's mother's as I g
!'' camne along, Emarine.''
'n' How?" Etma.-ino turned in astartled h
iu, way from the table. k
'st 'I say I stoppecd at Or'ville's motherm's b
to as I camn i Iotong."
a- "' Oh !"
oh "She well ?" asked Mrs. Endoy. s
ds "' No. she ain't ; shak-In' like she had r
>c, the Saint Vlitue dance. She failed hor- ii
I t'able lately. She'd b'on cryin'; hot'
eyes wats till swelled tup."
or' There was gula to a silence. Then ii
rig Mr's. l'ndey said, "' What she b'en w:
hOecryin' about?" h;
as "' Why, when I asked heor she jest k
80 lalfed kind o' pitiful, an' said : 'Oh, al
'only miy tomnfoolishnesst, 0' course.' w
Said she always got t ) thinkin' about"
Ic otheir Cha'istmatses. But [ cheea'ed ba
het' up. I told her what a good time
. I always had at tuy son's, t'n' how Is
Sidonie jest couldn't do enough fot' Iri
tme. An' I told hot' to think what a d<
t's nice time she'd have here 't Emar'ine's
a'o to-mot'tow." tc
ye Ma's. l~nduy smiledl. " What she say "
to that ?"
's "She didn't say much. I could see C
sho was thankful, though, she had a di
7~- SOin's to go to. She said she piltied all a
ty po or wretches that had to set out their si
!" Christmas alone. Poor old lady ! she st
ut ain't got much spunk left. She's all nm
>u broke down. But I cheereod her up D
some. Sech a wishful look took holt at
is o' her when I pictehered her dinner
i's ovnr' hmre at m.',. I ca' seem T
i forget it. Goodness! I n'
in on my way to Sidonl"
3 comin' after r -
o the kitehen.
Yran'ma Eliot 'iu'.
rou'd turned Orville,
There was no reply. Et..
Lt the table making tarts. I,
vas to her mother.
" I didn't mean,ewlhat I said abo1,.
ioin' sorry I egged you on, Emarino.
'Im glad you turned her out. She'd
>r, to be turned out."
Emarine dronupd a quivering ruby
4 jelly into a 'go!den ring of pastry
,nd laid it carefully on a plate.
"i Gran'ma Eliot can go talkin' about
ter daughter-'n-law, Sidopie, all she
rants, Emarine. You keep a stlti
pper lip.". '
"'I can 'tend to my own affairs," said
"Well, don't hlare up so. - Here
omnes Orville. Land, but he does look
* * * * * * *
After supper, when her mother had
one home for the night, Emarine put
n her hat and shawl.
Her husband was sitting by the fire
lace, looking thoughtfully at the bed
"'1mi goin' out," she said brlefl.
You keel) the firo up."
" Why, Emarine, it's dark. Don't
hoo want I sh'u'd go along ?"
" No; you keep the fire up."
He looked at her anxiously, but ho
new fr'm the way she set her heels
own that remonstrance would be uxse
"Don't stay long," ho said, in a tone
f habitual tenderness. He loved her
assionately, in spite of the lasting
urt she had given him when she
arted him from his mother. It was
hurt that had sunk deeper than even
e realized. It lay heavy on his heart
ay and night. It took the blue out
f the sky, and the green out of the
rass, and the gold out of the sun
ght; it took the exaltation and the
aiture out of his tenderest moments
He never reproached her, he never
cally blamed her; certainly he never
itied himself. But h car-ied a
eavy heart around with him, and his
aw smiles were joyless things.
1For the trouble he blamed only him
elf. He had promised Emnarine
lolmnly before he married her, that
there wvere any "knuckling down's
be done, his mother should be theQ
ne to do it. IHe had maleo the promn9
me deliberately. and ho (ould no morp
ave broken it than he could have
banged the color of his cyosm Wh
itter feelings arise between two.O
Ltives by marriage, it Is the one
bands between them-the one w1ho9
ound by the tenderest ties to bohs~
ho has the real sutfering t-> boni
'ho is torn an4 tortured until 1i16
olds nothing worth the having.
Orville Palmer was the one who
~o(d between. lie had built his 6wn
ross, and he took it up andl bore it
ithout at word.
Emarine hurried through the en'rly
Vintor dark until she camne to the
nail and poor house where her hus
andl's mother lived. it was otf the
Tlhoro( was a dim light In the kitchen
nid the curtain had not been drawn.
marine paused and looked In. The
tsh was lited six inches, for the night
as warm, andl the soundi of voices.
meO to her at once. Mrs. ''almar 'had
'"it's Miss P rendy." said Emarini',
3sontfully, under her breath. " Old
"'-goin' to have a fine dinner, I
ear," Miss P'ressly was saying. "Tur~
Py with oyster dre'ssin,' an' cran
erries, an' mince an' pun'kin 1)10, an'
mel plum puddin', an' nuts an' raisins
SwInd up on. Emnarine's a tine cook.
be knows how to git up a dinner that
akes .sour mouth water to think
)out. You gein' to have a spread,.
Is' P'ar mor ?''
"Not much of a one," said Orvill ce'
other. " I oxpected to, but I c'u'd 't
t themi F'all potatas sold off. i'll
wve to keep 'cm till Spring to git a ny
nd o' price. I dlon't care mndoh
>ouit Christmas, though "-her cbin
it trembling, hut sheolifted it hI kh.
It's silly for anybody but children to.
mild so much on Christmas.''
l'marine opened the door and walked
.Mi's. Palm'er arose slowly, grasp
g the back of her chair. " Orville's
'ad ?" she said1 solomnnly.
limarine laughed, hut there was the
ndernssg of near tears in her voice.
Oh, my, no !" 8sho said sittIng down.
I run over to ask you to come to
)iristmnas dinner. I was too busy all
ky to come sooner. Pin goin' to have
great dinner, an' I've cooked ov'r9
ngle thing of It myself I I wain6t~
ow you what a fIne Christmas dimo-.
>r youi' daughter-'n-law can get up.,
inner's at two, an' I want you to comg
eleven. Will you ?'
Mr's. Palmer had sat down, weakly.
omxbling was not the word to descr'ibed~
he gavt, . -
at hs wife. lInmarino b
but It was through tears.
- "Eimarine ast ine Orville
to dinner o' hersoll I An' she givo ien
this shawl. Pi-min'--fer--ioy4# -"
" I ast,her to dinner," said Nnimarino,
"but she ain't .ever goin' back again.
She's goin' to stky. I expect we've
'both' had enoyghof 'a lesson to do us."
Orville did notepisk . He fell on his
kpes and laid hl head-.Iike a boy, in
'his -ohr's - la , %nd reached one
sti'ong -but tron bling arny. pp to his
wife's waist drawing hor dvn to hin.
. Mrs. Endey got up and went
rattling things around on thq tbI
vigorotisly. "Well, I never seed de
a pack o' loonatics,". she exclaht .6l.:
"Go an' burn all your Chrisuaus 'din
ner uv, If I don't look' after 1t I T rn
coate. I expecut they'll both be fallin'
over theirselves to -knuekjed d6wpX,to
each other from no* dI netrer
But there was somethingt -'r ,
too, that mnade them beaut . -
?J1XS 80UNDS A NOT. VAI'6
THE VIDNEZUEIAN. TROUBA BD.
President. Oleveland Stqudo Firinly
on the Monroe Dgotin-es'eat
Britain Must Arbitate. o0 ight.
The President trnsnltteog to, Conq
giIess on the 17th inst. th~e borrespon.
d oe between the g, eAkqqntsBqof he
United States and\ GrQ tat Ity
regard to Veneuela, .tog' heo b
the follow inggppela n~
To the oigres : n aniu*Ll
message admto the Co
tihe third inst a~~oat~t~uo
the pending d6uar
tween Groat Brittiak ?dd a iAiy
ofa ruprsent iyn n~ ~,
t bora loati
the iM'sent' sino~e~s~~~
extension 1dv L0tdj
doctrine 1$by h
States; t 6rgte4 ~t
appeal go . Oot'ie nn
President nlro, are eie~~J
p)lzibly "~ o the ntats of',~
which. wve live at t'
and especially inapf rO0
Lroversiy -invoking tha bai\
betwoen Great lyritia - ~~
meet inr ro3J:.'y to tis OIt iSy
not be amis~s to suggesh~~
trine upon which we
and si ound because it0
impoI)rkant to our DoaCo
natio#t and is essential t9KEIo t
r~f oftr free Institutions dad tb1ttftI
mnintenance of our disti (t~y of n of
government. It was idti 1 o ap
ply to every stage of our' tgonallifre
t ~d cant not becomo obsolet6 ivpile ou
ro( )Iblic ondlures. If the~ balanfl(
power lis 18tly 4 cause (0ojJealous a'
lety among ho, goverh oj te of'.
>ld wvorldu~tc a subject ft our.
uto non-interfeoence, ndne tl e I
mn observaneW of the Monroe D)
)f vital concern to our~ pc(
Assuming, therefore, the
propetrly insist up jon tIu
totregardl to ' the ste
no which we live," or an'
.ho conditions here or olh
20, app)Iarenft why its ~i
tot be invoked in h-r
If a I'~uropean p owo,,
don of its biouhtdaie s, ta'
)f the territory of
telg'hb ing repullics a
nDd in, erogation, of I
'lu ~to se6 why,
~~Jurope an power c
b~ ttempt tp extend
~overflnent to) that
1)jAq it whtlhris tb
r. :pn. s
received tq(3 1c j v,,. ULp y
E~nglih goeiutu ftI~
Ho fiuthor doolares:"Though 'fai,
hwnguago'bf Presidoiat MourbO' ,j6,,dl-'
roctod to the sttmbhitudnt of- Ob'ot
which iott 'Hngli 'W'Qu 4. a&641
W~ bo salWaiy, It ls4mPosdible 6toat'
tha~t thoy ht..v4i . Ininsorkbed, by A'41,
de(1uato autbiwlty to thb code of Lti.er
national Ia~v.t' AgaI6\he ssays . 1 hey '
[her maeoiy'sr gqverum~ent) fu'lly uon-,
0111. withl the Viw .wio IR doht
Mo0 a~parontleyq 'kIidhen
i-Mbance of the *kt016,41iv Of
ky'I y fresh asdlil 6 vlIt o
Doy ;~Uropoan State Wouil&.t bj kio
inex - edie~t ohijuge:"
I tl~o bullot that thedb d"Ji-N~
Wel contend a0i0 v' ~n
W'V fou01n 0. 4l
a d 01uI. ir whether Gret,
o inne ' IL
bjundary to PB
lfroa of own,
krht or,,-- Qs
fiw t kntiL
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