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Officers of school dlstriots who re about to issue bonds for building school houses are requested to Correspond With This Bank. Commercial & Savings Departments. Mortgage Sale. Default having been made In the payment of a mortgage made and executed by John W. Llkins and Mary Likins to Richard C. Dol son, bearing date May 4th, 1892, recorded in the office of the Register of Deeds for Shiawassee County, Michigan, May 14th, 1893, in liber 67 of mortgages, on page 162. upon which mortgage there Is claimed to be due at the date of this notice for principal, Interest, attorneys' fees and taxe-t and insurance paid, the sum of fif teen hundred eighty-eight and 86-100 dollars Notice Is hereby given that said mortgage win be foreclosed by a sale of the mortgaged prem lsea at public vendue to the highest bidder at the west, front door of the court house, in the city of Corunna, Shiawassee County, Michigan, (that being the building in which the circuit court for the county of Shiawassee Is held) oa the 87th day of February next, at one o'olock p. m., to satisfy the amount claimed to be due on said mortgage, and ah legal costs, to-wit: That certain piece of or parcel of land situate In the city of Owosso. County of Shlawasse, State of Michigan, described as commencing twenty two rods west of the east line of the east half of the south west quarter of section eighteen (18,) town seven (7) north of range three (8) earn, on the north line of Oliver street, In said city; thence north twenty rods, thence westerly on a line parallel with Oliver street sixteen ro1n. thence south twenty rods to north line of Otlver street, thence easterly on north line of Oliver street to the place of beginning, containing two acres of land, excepting and reserving there from the following described parcels, viz. : Com menclug twentvtwo rods west of the east line of the east half of the south west quarter of said section eighteen, on the north line of Ollrer street siforesald, thence north eight rods, thense west parallel with Oliver street four rods, thence south eight rods, thence east four rode on north line of Oliver street to beginning ! also commencing thirty-eight rods west of east line of east one half of south west quarter of said section eighteen, on the north line of Oliver atn-et thence north eight rods, thenoe east narallel with Oliver street four rod, thenee outh eight rods, thenoe west on north line of Oliver street four rods to the place of begln- DlDat d November 26th, 18M. " ' MAROARKT 8 DOMWC Executrix of the Estate of Richard 0. Dotoon, Deoeased, Mortgagee D. C. OHirrsK, Atty for the Executrix, Ypsllantt, Mich. O -A. S T O TL T -Beats the Thfl Kind YU Ha7fl m BUllW le Shepherds Mtched A wSTQ COPYPIGHT, 1698, A tall, spast, dark eyed young man, with a violin cast) in his hand, oame op tho narrow Main three steps at once, as though he worn anxious to roach the littk in tic room which was his destination Thtr WSJ a lamp In the hall below, but no light on tho stairs or landings, save the dim gleam which eame through a skylight In tho roof, and at 0 o'clock in tho even lng of tho 24th of Dtvi ir.her it is fcesdltM to remark that tho tup story was env. i ii ed In total tlSTsTieSS liut Guy Fair fas seemed to know his way by Instinct and did not pnuso until he reached the scratch ed and shabby lookinu door which formed the entrance to his abode. There ho stop ped short, waited and listened for a mo ment, arrested by a sound that issued from the room. It was the sound of a violin, faintly played, as though the Instrument itself were small and the hand of tho player weak. Presently thcro arose also a sweet little thread of a childish voice, singing to the tune picked out on the violin the words of a well known Christmas hymn "While shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground. " Guy's face contracted a little as If with pain. Then he smoothed it resolutely, oalled up a smilo and opened tho attic door. It was a miserably baro room, not very clean nor very tidy, and the small lire that burned In tho rusty grato did not avail to warm tho atmosphere. On the bed, with an old fur cloak tucked round him for warmth, a little boy was curled up, his hands holding tho tiny fiddle, to the notes of which Guy had been listening. But he "DADDY, PADDY! ARE YOD BACK SO QUICK? put it down at once and held out his hands with a little crow of delight when Guy came In. "Daddy, daddy! Are you back so quick? I thought you wasn't coming till ever so long!" It was a sweet little voice, a sweet little face, but the lad's body was very frail and weak, and the dark eyes looked pathetical ly large for the delicate little face. It was with a sort of passionate yearning that Guy Fairfax pressed his child to his breast for a moment and then looked at him with a mournful foreboding which ren dered li is voice less cheerful than he meant It to be. "I've run home for half an hour, Tony, to see that my boy is warm ami comfort able," said the young man, holding tho ohild close to him as ho spoke. "Oh, yos, I'm quite comfy!" said Tony contentedly. "I put on your old cloak and p'tended I was a bear. Then I was a little choir boy singing carols in the street Christmas carols, you know, daddy, be oause Christmas Is tomorrow, and it was tonight that tho shepherds was watching their flocks, all seated on the ground" His voice passed almost unconsciously from speech to song. 1'ideed, although Tony was only 0 years old, singing was as natural to him as speech. He came of a musical race. His father was a musician, first by choice, then by necessity, and his mother, who died when bo was only year-, old, had been a professional singer, belonging to a family who had lived half their lives upon tho operatic stage. Tony Inherited her tistos, just as ho inherited her golden hair, but he had his fathor's brow and his father's eyes. " You like carols, Tony?" "At Christmas time, daddy. Will the singers come down this street tonight, do you think?" "Perhaps so. Thero used to be plenty of them when I was a boy." "You lived hero when you was a little boy llko mo, didn't you, daddy?" "Not here In the town, Tony a little way outsldo at the big house I've told you about before." Tony regurded his father with baby seri ousness. "Won't you take me to see it while we're here, or Is the oomp'ny going away tomorrow?" Fairfax belonged to a traveling operatic comiany and could not afford to do other wise than tho other members nf the troupe, but he would have given a good deal to find himself in any place rather than tho big northern manufacturing town whore, unfortunately, his family had been well kn-rwn for ninny generations. He had hroken with his relations long ago. but well, It was trying to find himself so neai the dear old Grange where his father was still living, two miles outside tho town, and not bo able to go near him or even BY THE- AUTHOR. let him know that his son and grandson were so neat "I can't t t';e you to see It," he said in a low voloo to the little son. 4The9 thero would: t be time." Ho was sena tied of lbs rabtsrftlgs as he looked int Tony's innocent eyes, but Tony was only half attending alter all. "And Sa fca Olaua) ' bs said, "Will he come down ths ihlmllajT to give me things, a- i .1 j uu w i ii you were a lit tie boy:'" "Renlly, Tony, wo must look after youi English. Chirutney, Indeed' You know better than that ! " "It don't mailer," said Tony fearlessly "Will he con e down n that's what I wants to know?" "Not down aitin chimneys, I'm afraid,' said the father, with a tlgh "Oh-h, but in at the door maybe! Per haps his sank would he too heavy for the j chiei ney He'll DOOM all the way up the stairs, bump, bump, bumpity-bump, won't bef And I shall stop awake and bear him. " "Better nut," said Guy rathor sadly 'Santa Claus has forgotten us this year, mannie. He comes only to rich people." "That's a shame," said Tony "We aren't rich people, aro wo, daddy?" "Certainly not," answered the your ,( man, thinking of the guinea a wesb he was accustomed to receive oa on . . day Not preclsel rich. Tony, but not pottpen yet " ' The latter accent in his voice was caused by a vivid remembrance of some words that the angry old father hud once address ed to him. "You need not darken my door again, sir. and when you and your wifo are paupers don't think that you will get money out of mo!" Tho word "pau pers" always recalled the bitterness of thnt moment to his mind. "What's paupers!'" said Tony. Then In an abstracted tone, "I suppose Santa Claus always oame to the big house where you lived?" "I suppose he did. " 'And does he como still?" "If there were any children there, I dare soy he would. " "Oh!" said Tony, with a very solemn faoe. Then he said no more, but sat mo tionless, looking thoughtfully at the op posite wall, while his father rose from the bed and began to busy himself about vari ous household matters, which might have seemed to an observer almost pathetic when done by the clumsy fingers of a man Not that Guy's fingers were clumsy; they bad all the delicacy of the born musician and the gentleness of a woman, and it came quito naturally to him to build up the fire, hang Tony's flannel nightgown before it, warm some bread and milk for the child and finally make and drink a cup of strong tea before ho went back to the orchestra. "Good night, Tony! Go to bed soon, there's a good boy! Shall I unfasten your clothes?" "No, thank you, daddy! I'ze not a baby," said Tony, with dignity. And Guy went away laughing at this manifes tation of infantile pride. Ho had little enough to laugh at, and it was a good thing for him that Tony's smiles and frowns and baby wiles as well as the child's innate genius for music kept his heart from growing hard. The amused light was still in his eyes when ho reaohed the theater, but it would soon have died away had he known what Tony was doing whilo he was gone. "It's a dreat pity," Tony soliloquized as he ate his bread and milk when his fa ther's steps had died away "It's a dreat pity that Santa Claus dries not come to poor little boys as well as rich oues. I s'pose he'll never think of coming here, but if I lived in the house where dad :ly used to live he'd eoir.e, because daddy said If there were any children there oh, I A CROWD OF BK1.A IKI) hHOPPKHS Ht'BTLKI) KAMI OnSI OH TIIK PAVKMKNTB. srish I could go to daddy's old house and lee Santa Claus for my very own self! What a pity that daddy does not llvo there now!" He put away his empty bowl in a little wooden cupboard and came slowly back to the Are. Then he yawnod nnd thought the room looked very lonely and wondered what he could do to amuse himself. Ho was a self reliant little lad, not often in want of occupation, but just now It seem ed to him as though something had gone wrong with tho world. He was vaguely dissatisfied and knew not why. Then a sudden Idea occurred to him one thnt sent the Mood t- his cheeks and thesp.-rklo to his eyes. "Tony's Ideas" were soniotlmes a trouble to his father. They were always original, but apt to bo Impracticable and even dangerous. The Idea that had come to htm now was that ht should go to tho house where Ms father had lived and ask to be allowed to watt for S j i n t a plans Wbea became down the chimney that night. "It would be lovely !" s .hl Tony to him self. "I shouldn't lie uo trouble to no body, and very likely I should be home again before daddy got back from tho tho ster. I should run all the way, and I should take my fiddle and play 'While Snopli. rds Walshes)' and sing the words, ind . the people of the house would say, 'Oh, tbero's the waits!' And they would open the front door wide and let me In. ' The LdOi took complete possession of his lit t lo soul. As it happened, he know tho name of (he house where his father had onoe U rod and had a general idea of its locality. It was two miles from the big town, but thero was an omnibus which would take him almost all tho way And Tony, although kopt as closely as possible to his father's tide, had a good deal of ex- r nnl IN THK HALL STOOD A CHILD. perienoe concerning trams, omnibuses, trains and other modes of transit, and he w as not at all dismayed at the notion of making his way to a strange part of the town. Ho proceeded in haste to make preparations for his expedition. First he found a piece of paper and sorawled upon It In enormous, sprawling letters : ' ' Plese, daddy, I have gone to your old bouse to find Sandterklawse, and I shall tell him to bring things to poor likkle boys as well as rlcche ones. Tony." Tony's spelling was not his strong point. Then he put on his oap and his little overcoat, rather thin and very shabby, took his violin under bis arm and so set forth. The sky was overcast and the wind cold, bntout in the streets tho lamps were light ed, the shop windows were resplendent with holly, and a crowd of belated shop pers hustled each other on the pavements, so that Tony, in his delight at this novel and beautiful scene, did not feel the cold and know not the meaning of fatigue. At first he even forgot that he meant to get Into a tram and go to Stoneley, the sub urb in which bis father's home as a ohild was situated. The name of the house was Carston, as Tony knew, and In his igno ranee of all difficulties he Intended to go by tram car to Stoneley and then ask the first passerby his way to Carston. That the place might be utterly changed from the time when his father was a boy never entered Tony's head. However, the innocent and ignorant sometimes Beem guided toward right ways, right things, right people, In ways we do not know. Tony looked up straight into the face of tho omnibus conductor at a street corner where several omnibuses were wnlting and snid, "Are you going to Stoneley, please?" And the man lookod down at him kind ly and said : "Aye, that I be! Do you want to go to Stoneley, little master?" "Yes," said Tony, promptly scrambling up the stops, ' 'and I want to go to a house at Stonoley a house called Curston. Do you know where It Is?" Why, yes," said tho friendly conductor In rather a doubtful voice. 'I know Car ston well enough, and we go almost past the gates, but what might you be want ing at Carston, I should llko to know?" "It's where my daddy used to live," said Tony, settling himself Into his scat. "Oh, I see!" said the man, feeling more satisfied. He supposed the buy must bo the son of some coachman or gardener who lived at Carston, and Tony had so much self possession and confidence that no more questions seemed necessary. More passengers got in, the conductor shouted, the driver cracked his whip, and the omnibus moved on. It seemed 'a long tlmo to Tony before It stopped to put him down in a dark road, where the conductor pointed encouragingly to a white gate at the end of a little lane and told him that that was the way to Carston. "There'll be a bus back to town every quarter of an hour," he said, "but maybe you won t want one? You're going to spend Christ mas with your father, I reckon?" "Oh, yos!" said Tony, not at all sus pecting the drift of the question. And then tho omnibus rolled away, leaving him all alone in tho dark with an unaocustom ed sensation of fear and an unusual thing for him a strong disposition to cry. But he mastered the weakness, and, grasping tho violin faster, he turned to ward the white gate at the end of the lane. It was unfastened, and when he had pass ed through It he found himself on a grav eled walk winding whltely between trees and plantations toward a large, dark look ing mansion, whtoh Tony divined to be Carston. his father's old home. He followed the path until he came to the garden, and then he Inst himself a lit tie, but by and by he emerged from the shadows and found that he was fronting a wide flight of steps which led up to the terrace in front of the dining room and drawing room windows Tony nodded quite Joyfully whon ho saw the terrace nd the steps. His father had told him bout them many a time. Ho mounted them slowly and carefully; then, standing on tho terrace, he looked about him a lit tle while and decided that it was time for t him to begin SO ploy, Ho felt rather cold, now that he was not moving, und a snow- ! flake or two melted upon his noso and , made him uncomfortable. N'everthcle .s it I was with groat resolution that ho drew his Dow across tho strings of the flddlo and began his favorite tune: "While shepherds watched their flocks by niht, All seated on the ground." 'Whnt's that caterwauling In the i grounds, Nofrisf" said the master of the I houso to tho butler in his crustiest tones j He was at dinner, and the notes of a vio- I lln fell strangely upon his ear. "Did ij not toll you that I would have no parties of carol singers this year? They only j tram p.lo dowu the plants and destroy the : young troos in tho plantation. Go out ! and put a stop to that noise directly." No it is went out with rather a grave faco. It was a troubled one when ho re turned. "It's not the carol singers at all, sir. It's it's only a little boy." "Send bin away at onoe then." "If you please, sir, he says he wishes to peak to you. I I think he's a gentle man's son, sir. " "What if hols? Ho can have no busi ness here. Send him off. Some begging trick, I dare say. " But as tho general for that wits the rank of the master of Carston spoke the music waxed louder aud louder, and a weet child's voice rang out like a bird's To the vast surprlsoof master end eft j alike, the door of the dining rooi I was pushed open, and there in the hall od it ohild, with shining hair and big broi eyes, playing and singing, as he hod done at ilrsf "While shepherds wntched then- tloi.is to night, All seated on the ground.' The geaeml's white mostaohe bristled fiercely, and his voice was harsh and rasp lng when ho spoke. "Boy you thero stop that noise 1" Tony desisted, but turned a look of an gelio reproach upon the speaker. "Don't you like It?" he said. "It's my greatest favorite, and you must know it quite well, because daddy says he used to sing it to you when he was a little boy." . "When he your father what do you mean, ohild?" "I ain't a child," said Tony, with dig nity "I'm a boy It'e quite a long time since I was a ohild." "What's your name?" said the general, softening and smiling in spite of himself, but the answer banished all smile from bis faoe. "Anthony Lisoard Fairfax," said Tony trlumphan tly . " Isn 't it a beautiful name? It's my grandfather's name, daddy says, but I haven't never seen him In all my life." And his innocent, trustful eyes looked straight into the face of the very man who was his grandfather. Norris gasped. He expected an explosion of anger; he almost feared violence, but for a minute or two the general stood per feet ly silent. Then he said to the man "You oan go. " "Shall I go too?" said Tony. "No. Stand where you are. Now, tell me who told you to come here tonight?" "Nobody told me. I thinked it for mv self." "Do you see these grapes and sweets?" persisted the general ' 1 You shall have as THE GRNKRAL BAT IN HIS ARMCHAIR, many of them as you like If you will let me know who suggested who put it Into your head to come." Tony's faco grew red. He saw that he was not believed, but he answered gal lantly : "I told you I thinked it for myself. Nobody said ono word about coming, and I thinked of It only tonight when daddy had gono to tho theater. He's told me lots of things about this house and how boo' ful it was." "So you wanted to soe It for yourself?" "Yes, I wanted to see it, but thnt wasn't all. Santa Claus oomes to this house, don't he?" Tony pressed eagerly up to the general, who seemed not to know how to answer him. "I can't say. When the children were small perhaps" A vision came to him of himself nnd his wife stealing from cot to cot to fill small stockings with toys and sweets In days long pnsscd away. Ho could not finish his sentence. "Iknow!" cried Tony. "Santa Claus always came here when daddy was a little boy, and when I asked I I wby BO never came to mo daddy caid ' he only came to rich children and Di ; u poof little boys like me. " ' Are yOfl poor; " snldi be y n ral hastily. "We :e not rich," replied Tony, quot ing blS fulhoT, "hut wo ain't pnnjicrs Jfi t Daddy I IJ What is paupers? I want ed daddy tc tell me, but he had to go to the theater" "So be go,s and an uses himself and leave yc u with nobody to care for you?" "It a n i erv amusing," said Tony. "It Mikes him awful tffod to P,fty fiUb silly iBnes rt ry night in the orkistra, but be ha-; to do It, or else there wouldn't be no bread and milk for mo nor no baccy fo toddy." " Whoro is your mothorr" Bald the gen ua 1. The child's faco grow grave. "God took her away, " he answered. And the gen eral suddenly felt that his old hatred of that singing woman who had beguiled his sou into makiug her his wife was small minded nnd despicable. But another no tion made him frown. "So you came here to son what youoonld get? You wanted Santa Claus' presents?" "Oh, no, I didn't! I only thinked I'd like to come, 'cause daddy says Santa Claus always oame here at Christmas time, and it would be awful nice to see him, but 1 don't want anythluk myself. I Just want to tell him that there are hoapa of lit t lo boys much poorer than me and that if he wonld go to the poor children It would be much bettor than going to tho rloh oues, don't you think so?" "Well BOBS PM MOB, 11 said the pnernl. "I thought;, If you'd let mo, I would stop lure till quite, quito lato," said Tony confident. aily. "I'd wait about till he POJBOtOnd then I'd Opeok tohimubout the poor little buys. Then I'd go homo to daddy :. ? may I stop here, please, till Santa CI. ma has been?" To his surprise, tho old gontleman with the white nwstaohe st,io4:cd down and took him into bis an&S. "My dear little boy.' he.said, you may stop till Santa Olaui i ; ilnly, and you may Btop forever if you like. " When Guy Fairfax, half distracted by the note which he I und on his table, ar rived, panting with hustc, at Carston that night, he was shown at onco into the din ing room, where the general sat in his armchair with a child's figure gently, cra dled on his knee. Tony was fast asleep, and the general would not move or dis turb him. Ho only looked at his son for a moment and then at tho sleeping child. "Forgive me, Guy!" ho said at last "You and this boy aro all that remain to me. Let him stay and stay yourself, too, and cheer the fow last years of my life I was wrong I knew I was wrong but you must come back to me." And when Tony woke next morning in a soft white bed and a cozy room, such as be had never seen before, he was a little bit grieved to find that Santa C'taus had filled a stocking for him while he had been fastusleep, but he was quite consoled when Guy told him that the old gentleman with the white hair and mustache, who must henceforth bo called grandad, was the bost Santa Claus that he had ever seen and thnt Tony might goto him after break fast and sit on his kneo whilo he sang how shepherds "watched tholr flocks by night" as tho Christ Child came with gilts of peace and joy and good will to men PILES "I suffered the tortures of the damned with protruding piles brought on by constipa tlon with which I was afflicted for twenty years. I ran across your CASCARETS in the town of Newell, la., and never found anything to equal them. To-day 1 am entirely free from piles and feel like a new man." C. H. 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