The river press. [volume], November 27, 1912, Image 6

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! Thanksgiving Day
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; The Luskrjacks
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PREPARATIONS for the Thanks
giving diuncr in the lu m bet
camps of Maine begin early I d
November. Traps for the rab
Mis, which form the principal dish, are
Mt in place and carefully baited.
Men who go to the lumber camp»
«bout the 1st of October give up the
hope of having chicken or turkey or
goose with cranberry sauce on the Inst
Thursday of November. In fact, there
Is not one man In a dozen who go
into the woods for the winter, unless
be has a family in some small town,
who cares a snap for any other dish
for Thanksgiving than good old fash
toned rabbit potpie or stew. With the
trimmings such as only a cook in a
Maine lumber camp is able to concoct,
the meal is far better than some of
the meals served iu the big hotels of
the cities.
The "cookie" for the first few days
In camp does little more than bunt out
the haunts of bunny and after locating
as many ns are in reasonable walking
distance of the camp proceeds with his
rit epa hations begin eaklï
Work ot slaughter. Most of the rab
bits make their winter home under low
•crub bushes of bard wood and bunt
for food under the dead leaves which
bave been blown from the trees during
the fall frosts. These mounds of
leaves are just the place to conceal the
•trands of wire and horsehair to be
used as snares, and it is indeed a wise
rabbit who can escape the trap.
A liberal supply of whole corn and
oats is used as bait for the rabbits,
being scattered under the leaves in
close proximity to the snares. The
wire Is run for some distance along the
surface of the ground and is then at
tached to the strand of horsehair with
ft loop and running noose in the end.
In this noose more corn or oats are
placed than anywhere else, and the
rabbit invurjably spends much time
over a few kernels of the grain. It Is
while thus loafing over bis food that he
meets his doom.
After breakfast has been served in
the camp and the men have gone to
their work the "cookie" commences hia
rounds of the snares. Never does he
have far to go from the starting place
to find one or more bunnies carefully
Dosing through the leaves and select
ing the choicest pieces of corn. So at
tentive is the animal in his quest for
food that he seldom notices the ap
proach of the hunter or any one else
unless there be a dog In the party.
And while thus eating the hunter
crouches under some tree at the far end
of the wire and at the opportune time
palls the "string" which catches the
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mbbit on all fours. After that It Is
but easy work to dispatch the animal
The trap Is then rebalted. and the
•^cookie" continues his journey to the
next snare, and so on until be has made
the round At the camp the rabbits are
bung heatl down on the outside of the
camp, where they freeze and are kept
in good condition until the day of thr
feast. The niirlit liefort» Thanksgiving
the animals are takeD down from the
peg. thawi-d <uit a hit before the <-nin[
flreplarv mi*'! "i «>ir pelts removed. Aft
61 lieiits: (he meat Is tbrowi
into a tut: • •• v. tih a liberal suppl.f
of «Mino* r H»«-.-, t-iirrots and «»the
vegH!;.i' i-s (i (iiimcd to simmer nve
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Thr- «ii -. vi» h snrvtHl with a sld*
dish <<r <1 na ami a muy of «'idei
wltn i'isi -i .h .it cilüe «m i« (tard t<
be tieaii'ii i>< 'tnv ciiiiiisry artists
Almost a* us the raliliit stew li
the plum ( > « i ri 1 i 1 1 K . which the coou
takes pains to have extra good on
Thanksgiving da.v and Christmas day
Unlike the jMidding of that kind. It is
made with fresh tiread. molasses aim
all the plums the mixture will stand
It Is put in the oven early in the morn
lng and allowed to remain until ready
to be served as a course with the
mince or apple pie. piping hot and full
of the elixir of life.
Of course the baked beans musi be
served on Thanksgiving day, but they
are cooked Just a little bit better than
those doled out during the week. They
are served for breakfast The beans
are picked over and the poor ones re
moved the evening previous to Thanks
giving and after being allowed to re
main In salt cold water for a short
time are put in a big kettle with plen
ty of pork and burled in the ground on
a bed of glowing hardwood coals.
When one rolls out of his bunk In the
morning, shivering just a bit from the
cold, a big dish of the smoking baked
beans is found on the table. Besides
the beans, there will be brown bread
such as cannot be constructed in any
other part of the world, some cold
creain of tartar biscuits, molasses and
dried apple sauce. Besides, there are
plenty of tea aud coffee without milk,
but which is good enough to keep out
the cold until early in the afternoon,
when tho Thanksgiving dinner is
served.
It was not very many years ago that
woodsmen thought it necessary to have
a haunch of venison or moose meat for
the holiday's principal meal, but that
time is past, and now it Is rabbit pie,
baked beans and old fashioned plum
pudding.—New York World.
Thanksgiving.
Now we feast.
So did the pilgrims.
Now we take in football.
Then they dodged hostile Indians.
Now the hostess thinks up novelties.
Then they were pleased to have plen
ty of plain food.
Now we revel in asparagus, orti
eholces, peas and celery.
Then onions, potatoes, turnips and
eabbages were their vegetables.
They were thankful, devoutly so.
Are we?
Thanksgiving Day,
With grateful hearts let all give thanks.
All lands, all stations and all ranks.
And the cry conies up along the way.
For what shall wo give thanks today?
For pence and plenty, busy mills,
"The cattle on a thousand hills;"
For bursting barns, wherein is storeil
The golden grain, a precious hoard;
Give thanks.
For orchards bearing rosy fruit.
For yielding pod and toothsome root
And all that God declared was good
In hill or dale or held or wood.
Give thanks.
For water bright and sweet and clear,
A million fountains far and near;
For gracious streamlets, lakes and rills
That flow from everlasting hills;
Give thanks.
For summer dews and timely frost.
The sun's bright beams, not one ray lost;
For willing hands to sow the seed
And reap the harvest, great Indeed;
Give thanks.
Par hearth and home, love's altar Area;
For loving children, thoughtful sires;
For tender mothers, gentle wives,
Who fill our hearts and bless our lives;
Give thanks.
For heaven 's care life's Journey through.
For health and strength to dare and do.
For ears to hear, for eyes to see
Earth 's beauteous things on land and sea.
Give thanks.
—M. t- Kidder In New fork Sun.
MRS. DOLBYTill
As Usual, She Threatens; but.
Usual, It's Only a Bluff.
SHE CONTEMPLATES SUICIDE.
But en Second Thought Decides Di
vor ce Would Do, the Deacon Mean
while Gathering Much Information
Prom tho Press.
By M. QUAD.
{Copyright. 1912, by Associated Literary
Press]
BS the Dolbys finished supper the
/% deacon shoved his chair back
with a grunt and looked so
self satisfied that Mrs. Dolby
remarked:
"Samuel, you are a good provider.
It hain't many families that can have
mashed taters every time they want
'em."
The deacon was about to reply with
an "Um!" but thought better of It.
"I don't know how I came to get
such a good husband. 1 sometimes
feel unworthy of you."
The deacon yawned out a bo-hum!
Ten minutes later he had removed
his shoes and was reading bis county
paper, and Mrs. Dolby was cutting up
one of his old coats into carpet rags.
There had been silence for some min
utes, broken only by the deacon crack
it
I
"A BLAMED SNEAK, A GRUNTING DEVIh!''
ing bis toes now and then ill solid en
joyment, when Mrs. Dolby suddenly
"slid out of her chair to the floor and
turned on her back aud rolled up her
eyes. Mr. Dolby lowered bis paper
and looked at her, but made no move.
She begau to gasp aud gurgle, but he
held bis place. At the end of Ave min
utes she uttered a long drawn groan
and sat up and looked around and
asked:
"Samuel, bave I died and gone to
heaven?"
Spasm No. 1.
The deacon didn't think so. in fact,
he was sure that was not the case, but
he saw uo use in saying anything
about it He therefore turned to bis
paper and agitfn sought the paragraph
where the editor had returned his
grateful thanks to Farmer Brown for
a peck of turnips '.aid on the editorial
table.
"I will tell you. As I sat here won
dering," said Mrs. Dolby two minutes
later as she struggled up and seated
herself again, "but I don't kuow
whether to be thankful or not Sam
uel, don't you want to know why I lost
my senses all to once?"
Samuel didn't. He had witnessed
the same performance fifty times over,
and it was an old thing with him. He
didn't want to hurt her feelings, how
ever, and so he made no reply.
"I will tell you. As I sat here won
dering whether I should have the most
red or most yaller In my uew carpet 1
suddenly thought of what Mrs. Cham
bers told me the other day when 1
went over to her house to borrow a
nutmeg to make custard. Yon had
given me 2 shillings to buy a new pair
of stockings that day, and I was tell
ing her what a good man you was
when all of a sudden she broke dowi
crying. It was ten minutes before
could find >ut what ailed her. She
theu said slio felt It her duty to tell
me just what a deceiver you was. She
wasn't more than half through when 1
fainted away. That's why I looked so
pale when 1 got home. You thought
mebbe I bad seen a mad dog, but 1
hadn't I Had been hearing what a
villain I had lived with all these years."
Mr. Dolby elevated one eyebrow, but
the elevation was trifling. Only a
headquarters sleuth could have detect
ed It and gone away to report that he
had struck a promising clew.
Murder Will Out.
"Ten years ago, Samuel," continued
Mrs. Dolby as she worked up a tear
"ten years ago, one day when I was
away from home and you was here all
alone, a hog got Into the garden. He
was rooting for potatoes when you
saw him. You wanted to cripple him
for life. You chased him and raced
him for ten minutes, and every second
or two you would yell out something.
Mrs. Chambers saw all and heard all.
and she remembers what you said as
clearly as If It was but yesterday.
When she repeated over the words 1
thought I should surely die. How
could you say 'em, Samuel?"
Mr. Dolby beard her, but ber voice
seemed to come from the woodshed
and made no lmpressio. - , n bim. He
was reading Uiat one acie of ground
onght to produce fifty bushels of tur
nips, and bis thoughts and turnips ran
together just then.
"Tou don't answer un». Samuel, and
I don't wonder. You can t explain
away your word», lining the ten nil»
utes you was chasing that hog you call
ed him m durned rooter, a son of a gun.
a blamed sneak, a grunting devil, a
wall eyed cuss and a durued dodo.
You htmife-i him! You hustled him!
You ye<#l out so that you could be
heard down to the wagon shop that
you'd slaui daylight out of him. And
you tried to. Samuel! You raced him
up and down and back and forth, and
If you hadn't fallen down and rolled
among the tomato vines you'd have
had the crime of murder on your
hands. You was still sweating and
breathing hard when I got home, and
you said something about having
thrown a tramp over the fence. Sam
uel! Samuel" —
A Possible Remedy.
Mrs. Dolby got ready to slide down
on the floor again, but on second
thought she concluded not to. She did
give way to her emotions, however,
and she couldn't have done better if
she had been worked by machinery.
During this interval Mr. Dolby read
that the world In general was growing
better, that there was more profit in
one acre of catnip than in three acres
of corn, that the deepest spot in the
Atlantic measured over three miles and
that. Senator Foraker as a boy was
kind to cats.
"Samuel, for ten long years you
have been a pirate and concealed the
fact from me!" Mrs. Dolby finally man
aged to say.
"I have found It out at last, however,
and something must be done. If you
found out that 1 was a pirate you'd
feel just as I do. Mrs. Chambers says
she's gone to bed every night shiver
ing for me aud woke up every morn
ing expecting to hear that I'd been
murdered. I know that my sister will
tell me to get a divorce as soon as she
hears about it. You can't blame me if
I do get one, can you?"
A faint smile crossed the deacon's
face, but as Mrs. Dolby wasn't looking
that way he was safe. lie turned Iiis
paper over, cracked ills toes and left
her to go on:
"1 might commit suicide. Samuel, il
you thought it best. 1 could hang my
self to one of those hooks in the gar
ret,- and you could find me and tell
everybody that I had been low spirited
for a week. Of course, Mrs. Chambers
would know the real reason, but meb
be she wouldn't say anything. Mebbe
she'd be willing to give you a chanct
to reform. I wonder if it hurts much
to hang yourself?"
The deacon thought it did and in
stinctively raised his hand to his throat,
but lie made no reply.
The Mrs. Qualifications.
"I presume it does, but the hurt is
soon over, and one is among the angels.
1 may commit suicide or I may get a
divorce. My sister would give me a
home for the rest of my life. Will you
miss ine much when 1 am gone, Sam
uel ?"
The deacon had struck a windmill
advertisement and become deeply inter
ester. The mill was warranted to go
whether there was any wind or not,
and was worth the price asked merely
for the cows to look at when chewing
their ends
"Mrs. Chambers says you'd be sure to
marry again if I got out of the way,"
said Mrs. Dolby as she reached down
for the shears to resume cutting. "Who
would it bo. Samuel? Would it be a
widder or a girl? Would you buy new
paper shades for the parlor winders
and make a great splurge? I
s'pose you would. You'd forget how
hard I worked to make soft soap and
rag carpets aud dye my old dresses.
Yo u'd f orget that I can make half «
poui'uhbf tea last longer than any oth
er woman in the town. It was in the
paper onct that we'd been married
twenty-three years and that I'd never
set a loaf of heavy bread before you
Yes, it was there, but you'd forget all
about it. Do you know how long I've
made this pair of shoes last me, Sam
uel? Two years and a half, but you
hain't give ine a word of praise. If
your new wife wore out a pair in
three months you'd think it was all
right You hear me, don't you?"
He heard, but It seemed useless to re
ply. He had dropped the windmill and
got hold of a new cornsheller that was
doing wonders, and he didn't want to
break iu on himself. There came a
loug silence punctuated only by ticking
of tho clock, and wheu he Anally turn
ed his eyes on Mrs. Dol it was to
find she had gone to sleep in her chair.
"It's time to go to bed," he said in
reply as he turned to wind the clock.
"Wha—what Is it?" she asked as he
shook her arm.
Not Yet, but Soon.
Little Jimmy Stiles had been playing
truant by fishlug. He kuew that he
had been found out and was on the
way home, looking very disconsolate,
when he was met by one of bis school
mates.
"Hello, Jimmy! What have you
caught?" queried the latter.
"Oh, nufflu yet," said Jimmy. "I
ain't been home!"—Penny Pictorial.
A Concession.
"So you suspect that men are quick
er of judgment in practical matters
than women?"
"Yes," replied Miss Cayenne. "Men
have heeded the warnings of the news
papers and quit buying gold bricks, but
women continue to marry for money."
—Washington Star.
That's All.
Butler—Quick! Quick! Your wife,
sir, Is climbing out of the window to
elope with your chauffeur, sir.
Master—Humph! Ask them, as they
pass the newspaper office, to Insert an
ltd. for a new chauffeur.—Fun Mag
asine.
OFFICIAL DIRECTORY.
Federal.
>eDiitort J ob . M. U iios Henry L. M vera,
Keprwem.t.Te in congres* Charles M .'Pray
2- g- district Judge Geo. M. Bonrqnln
Ü. 8. District Attorney Ja». W. Freemen
D.S. Marshal.... WUllamLindsay
Saryvor Qmera 1 j. q . Locke
Collector of Cnstom« JohnO, JUlr
Ü. 8. Land Office, Greet Feilt—
Register, K. L. Barnes Receiver, 0. A. Wilson
U. 8. Land Office, Havre—
Register, M. W. Hutchinson. Receiver. L. W
Pierson.
State.
Governor... Idwln L. Nortis
Lieutenant Governor W. R. Alten
9eereta*y of State T. M. Swlndlehurst
2!*!* T*ÜÄ 1,r ** Rsaelatyn
State Auditor c. M. McCoy
Attorney General... Albert J Galen
Sept. PnbUc Instruction W. I. Harmon
Cldef Justice Sup. Court Theo. Bran tir
Aiaoclate Justice Henry C. Smith
_ . , " W.L. HoUoway
gl«k Supreme Court John T. Athey
Railroad Commissioner B. T. Stanton
.. " Dan Boyle
" S.A. Morley
Conntr.
State Benator Thos. M. Everett
Representative a. h. Reter
m . . ' T H. F. Bchwartz
District Judge j 0 hn W. Tattan
' Frank N. Utter
„George Bickle
Treasurer William H i . mi
Clerk of District Court... Ï. J! Chw H Bo$
^ recorder j. l^sägwfck
County Auditor E. Frank Havre
Philip Buckley
County Attorney n £ Powers
8upt. of School. . . . iDalsy I. Blackstoa*
Coroner W. P. Wilfnrd
Public Administrator W. O. Dexter
Surveyor a. w. Merrifleld
County Commissioners. 2 yrs G. L. OverOeld
,, " 4 yrs....H. J. Wackerlia
6 yrs Jno. V. Carroll
City of Fort Jienton.
Chas. H. Green
City Treasurer f. A. Flanagan
Police Magistrate William Kinder
City Clerk John F. Murphy
Marshal M.Maloney
Board of Aldermen :
"Î 08 - 8. Brown Jere Sullivan, Jr.
A.J.Schmidt s. F. Allen
W. K. Harber Charles Lepley
tP"!
, BENTON LODGE, Ko. S3,
I. 0. O. F.
Meets every Wednesday
venine at Odd Fellows'hall. Visiting members
re cordially invited to attend.
J. C. MYE RS, N. G.
A rnold westfali,, Sec.
A BENTON LODGE NO. 26, A. P. AND
^J^A. M.— Regular communications of the
above named lodge are held at 7 :S0 p. m.
▼ *on the flret and third Mondajs of each
month. Members of titter Lodges and eojoarning
virôth ren are cor dially invited t o attend.
, _ JAKE HITTER, W. M.
J. N. Chesnutt , 8ec>.
£)RS. PORTER & H0UTZ,
Physicians and 5urgeons
Office : Cor. Bond arid Main St.
Office hours, 2 to 5 p. m.
QR. JAMES F. riURPHY,
Physician and Surgeon
Office over Benton State Bank
Office Hour6—2 to 5 and T to 8 p. m.
Fort Benton.
llontana
qr. c. b. hamilton
DENTIST
Offices over Lockwood's Drug Store
F okt B enton , M ont.
JliRE SULLIVAN,
U. S. Commissioner and Notary
Public.
■Lmad Filings and Proofs.
'ORT BENTON, - - MONTANA
QHAS. H. BOYLE,
United States Cooimisaioaer.
fort benton, MONT.
.f.nd üling -e »ad proofs. Abstract ot land filing
and proofs kept.
Soldiers' Laud Scrip for sale and located.
p. e. 8tranahan c. r. stkanahan
gTRANAHAN & STRANAHAN
Att«rn«ys-at-Law
FORT BENTON, • MONTANA.
à. J. SCHMIDT O. C. SCHMIDT
SCHniDT & SCHrtlDT
Attorney 8-at-Law
FORT BENTON, MONTANA
Offlco in Grand Union Hotel
|-J # S. ncGINLEY,
Attorney-at-Law
FORT BENTON, - - - MONTANA
Office in the Cummings block.
f. miller,
Attorney-at-Law
Ofllces over Benton State Bank
FORT BENTON, - - • MONTANA
l a v. beaulieu,
ATTOR N EY-AT-LAW.
Havre, - Montana
Office in Skylstead Building
J^LOYD O. SMITH,
Surveyor and Civil Engineer.
Prices reasonable, and good work guaranteed.
Reservoir Work a Specialty.
CHINOOK,
MONTANA.
LEQAL BLANKS.
W ater Rights, for recording..,
Water Rights, for posting
Chattel Mortgages
Real Estate Mortgages
Satisfaction of Mortgage
Warranty Deeds
Quit Claim Deeds
Bills of Sale
Quarts location for recording
•' " posting. .
Affidavit of representation
Assignment of brand
Butchers' record blanks
Promissory Notes, per book of
Receipt Books, with stub
Per doz
... .60
... .26
... .75
.. .75
... .35
... .50
... .50
... .50
... .50
... .50
... .50
. .. 35
.. .00
100 .75
... .60
RIVER PRESS Fort Bent'
Blank forms for making annual re
forts of corporations on sale at the
liver Press office.
Benton State Bank
Fort Benton, Montana
Capital Stock,
Surplus, - -
- $125,000.00
• 9 12,500.00
Directors :
C. J. McNamara G. W. Frields
Geo. B. Bourne J. P. Williams
Geo. L. Overfield C. B. Power
D. G. Lockwood L. D. Sharp
A. £. McLeish F. A. Flanagan
J. S. Brown
Officers :
C. B. power, President
L. D. Sharp , Vice President
F. A. Flanagan , Cashier
J. F. Sullivan , Ass't Cashier
We solicit your business and offer you
every accommodation consistent
with safe and profitable banking
Think of the inconvenience and loss If your
deeds and other valuable papers are destroyed or
stolen. We have fire and burglar proof safety
boxes for rent. Each box Is absolutely private
as you will have the only key that will open It.
Interest Paid on Time Deposits
You Can Own a Home
Cheaper in Fort Benton
Than in any other town in Northern
Montana. It's the best place to live
in twelve months in the year in the
United States. Fine schools, fine
churches, _ good people, fine climate.
Surrounding country rich. Ask about
those cheap town lots. Terms easy.
c. WILL MORRISON
FORT BENTON, MONT.
The Imported Belgian Stallion
JUPITER DE SOM
Will stand for the season at
George Elliott's livery stable
For terms, inquire of—
GEO. ELLIOTT, Fort Benton
Burn Gait
LUriP
and NUT
Stoves and Ranges.
NELSON LUriP
and EGG
For Furnaces and Steam.
In
H. L a BARRE , Local Agent.
Leave Orders at Benton Stables.
Bear Creek Goal
Best on the Market
Kindling Wood for Sale
JOHN MUIR, Agent
Phone.
41 red
HIRAM F. SMITH.
Cattle branded m
right ribs.
Horses same bi>>..<i
on right shoulder.
Vent for cattla und
horses, same brwitî
on right hip.
P. O. address—
Whitlash, Mui S
Note—Address Is given wrong in brand book *
h. t. Hmith, lllghwood.
MILNER CATTLE CO.
m. E. milnib , Pres. and Manager, Fort Benton,
v Montana.
Mais brands aa
■hows Is the ac
oompaayiag cuts. 1
Also owa all
cattle bearing t a
elngle " sqnar? "
^brand, aad all
rebraaded cattle
bearing on!>
cross P.
Also owa brr«'l
os right hip call 1
"square
Raage from Bear
aw meustalss ea •
ward to Fort Pass
between the Milk s 1
Missouri rivers. A! * i
»oath of the Mis«
aoarl river, betweei
Arrow creek aad it r |
Bhonkin Range.