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PROTECT OUR BREAD.
4 The machinery of the law haï» not been put to work too speedily against the fraudulent use of ammonia and alum in Baking Powders. Both health and the pocket of the people are demanding protection. The legislatures of New York, Illinois and Minnesota have taken this of adulteration up, and especially that of Baking Powders. It will be in the interest of public health when their sale is made a misdemeanor in every State in the UNION, and the penalties of the law are rigidly enforced. There is no article of human food more wickedly adulterated than that ^ of Baking Powder. Dr. Price's Cream Baking Powder is the only pure cream of tartar powder having a general sale that is free fi om ammonia, alum or taint of any kind of impurity, makes the sweetest and lightest bread, biscuit and that are perfectly digestible whether hot or cold, more to manufacture Dr. Price's than any other baking powder. It is superior to every other known and the standard for forty years. Dr. Price's Cream Baking Powder is re ported by all authorities as free from Ammonia, Alum, or any other adulterant. In fact, the purity of this ideal powder lias never been ques tioned matter It cake It costs ? A NurwegSxo Indepen.leuce Hay. Some of our schoolboys have opportu nities to leant history without taking much trouble about it. In a large school I there may be pupils of a dozen uat touali I ties—Italian. Spanish, Swedish, Norwe I gtan, French, German. Hebrew, Irish, . Finnish. Htissian and each of tiiese has ■ its own national days, as we h . j on the Fourth of .July and the Twenty second of February An American boy ot inquiring mind will naturally want to •now what those national days are, and what they commemorate. Suppose we take the Seventeenth of May for an example, when all the Nor wegian children like to be absent and have a good time somewhere. This is the national holiday of the Norwegian people. What happened on that day that the people of Norway should hold it in suet honor? 0 well informed Norwegian boy will answer that on May 17. 1814, the people of Norway "declared their independence." During the Bonaparte wars an attempt was made to unite Norway and Sweden on terms that would have been degrading to Norway, reducing her to the rank of a subject province. The people rose against this threatened indignity, and "declared their independence." It happened that the king of Sweden was Beruadotte. one of the Bonaparte marshals, a man ot much ability and some real insight into the nature of things. He proposed to Norway a kind of union that she could accept without loss of self respect, a union under one king, indeed, hut also under one consti tution, each state being soverign within Itself and each governing itself in all matters, local and domestic. This constitution expreasly declared that Norway should remain forever "free, iudependent, indivisible and inalienable." Ihe union was, in fact, an application of the federal or home rule principle. This constitution was adopted Nov. 4, 3814, but the day celebrated and beloved by Norwegians is May 17. when they de- f dared that they would not he joined to Sweden except in an equal and honorable °t union. —Youth's Companion. ed / % A Sonwmm billigt on a Trestle. George Wilson, fourteen years old, living in Rockport, had from death at a narrow escape an early hour Tuesday morning The boy lives with his parents on a farm by the side of the river, about 200 feet from the Nickel Plate trestle bridge, the farm having a roadway lead ing to the bridge. The boy is subject to sleep walking Early Thursday morn ing he got out ot bed while in a somnam bulistic condition and walked down stairs, passed ms parents' room, and out on the farm. He came to the trestle work and start ed to walk m at the across. Deputy Marshal Stanton happened to be at the other end of the bridge and saw a white figure, email in stature, rapidly approaching. He stepped to one side until the boy had passed, and then started to follow him. Fearing that if he caught hold of him he might be frightened into a fit of ickness, he called him by name several times until the boy awoke. He stood for several minutes wondering where he was and almost fainted with fright. >tanton then walked up to him and the >oy ecognized him. of was its the the of read The bridge is early sixty feet in height and there is othinK to walk on but ties.«-Cleveland 'lain Iffcaler. has A il tatiefl l.o vi a g Hook ter. An incident which caused amusement and set everybody talking o«;curred in the court room on a recent afternoon. John Williams, who had been charged on several indictments for burglary, felonious entry, larceny, etc., but was decided not guilty on all but three indictments, pleaded guilty on the indictment for larceny. During the day a rooster was offered in testimony, it being claimed that the prisoner had stolen the bird. Now this rooster, like any other sen sible bird, kept its mouth shut and be haved very nicely indeed during the trial. But when Judge Bittenger called the prisoner up and passed sentence upon him the rooster could contain himself no longer, and from within his basket pris on there came a crow of delight and ex ultation. The effect was rather start ling as well as amusing. The crowd chuckled with suppressed merriment, and even the stern judge was noticed to relax his countenance a little. The mer riment at length subsided and the rooster was voted a dandy. But that historic bird had not yet fully demonstrated his appreciation of the circumstances to his own satisfaction. Williams was afterward called much boy to of is in of A Long Line of Hoctors. The numerous friends of Dr. Irvin«- S Haynes in this region will be «lad° to know that his name appears in the offi ciaJ announcement of the spring session the medical department of the Uni versity of New York as demonstrator of anatomy, and that he is engaged to de liver one lecture each week during the spring course. Dr. Havnes comes right f nHy by his aptitude for the medical pro fusion. His father. Dr. Samuel Havnes °t Saranac, needs no introduction to the people of this section, having establish ed a good medical up to receive sentence on another indictment, and the unsuspecting people were again almost electrified by hearing another hearty crow from the rooster. That bird was evidently glad that the prisoner was sentenced aud wanted it understood too —York (Pa.) Daily. it reputation manv years ago; his uncle, Dr. Thomas S. Haynes, of Lacolle, has long been en gaged in the practice of medicine, standing in the front ranks of his pro fession in the province of (Quebec; his grandfather, the late Dr. Thomas Haynes, practiced medicine . of the successfully m Swan ton and Westford, Vt., for over forty years, and his great-great-grand father, Dr. Thomas Haynes, of Benning ton, was with General Amherst's army at the reduction of Fort Ticonderoga in the colonial French war of 1738. and synopsis memorandum of that war by Dr. Thomas Haynes, Sen.," is now in the possession of Dr. Samuel Haynes, of Saranac.— Plarisbtir« R ennhlic.au A C and the a erty was one ore. udable Act. Mrs. Bed le, wife of ex-Governor Bedle, of New Jersey, deserves high among the pattern women of the land. Though beset with the cares incident tv wealth and social leadership, she finds time for all sorts of small sweet human kindnesses, so delicately done that their value is trebled. Some time ago she bought a book, the authoress of which was blind. After reading it she sent to its writer a letter of warm thanks for the pleasure it had given her, and took the trouble to prick through every word of it, so that the blind woman might read it with her finger tips.—Exchange. rank the order not THE "MINE JUMPER." The Litt*' e ChristaUn mine in Colorado long ago went through a process vulgatiy called "petering out." It is now a mere hole in the ground. The half dozen shanties and cabins near it bave long ago fallen into disuse. Their roofs have fallen in, and it is years since the gulch iu which their ruins are was the habita tion of men. The entire gulch is deserted now, and the Little Christubel is only a memory to those who once shared in the prosperity it once brought to Fairplay gulch. A long, narrow pile of decaying logs and parts of a clapboard roof mark the Apot where the boarding house was. There are still living many of the men who once gath ered around the long, rough pine table that ran the full length of the cabin. One of them told me the story of Miss Millicent Miss Millicent Hay was the only woman ever seen at the Little Christable mine. VV hen Harley Vance, the owner of the mine, advertised in a Denver paper for a cook for his boarding house. Miss Millicent Hay answered the advertisement in person. She came walking up the trail leading 'to the camp carrying a little hand sachel and a stout walking stick. "1 have been staying down in Camp Crys tal," she said to the surprised Mr. Vance, who had advertised for thought the place would just suit stage brought me to the mouth of the gulch and 1 walked the rest o' the way. It isn't more than six miles, is it?" Hhe was a small but resolute looking woman, with keen gray eyes and a mouth indicating great firmness of character. Her thin brown hair was combed plainly back fmin a brow beginning to show signs wrinkles, although she was but 40 years old. I "Do you think 1 couldn't do the work?" she "I am quite strong aud I have known nothing but hard work all my life." She held out her ungloved hands as she spoke. They were rough and wrinkled, with lient fingers and calloused jialnis. "You might do the work," said Mr. Vance "There are only about fifteen boarders and we live in a plain, rough way, and there is a boy to help. But it wouldn't be a pleusant place for a lady to live, There are no women in this gulch." "1 care nothing for that," said Miss Milli cent. "Men are sometimes kinder titan men," she added, her voice. he ei - , , -to stay, for the »»Hi ''" a ^h that went rumbling through gulch next day brought up a little hair covered trunk with "M. II." on the end of it with brass beaded nails. ».K* il* ,, w the good angel that sent them Mis. Millicent \ ! u ! 1 Il,eft ^ sas siiö iia<l never been Keen j « ote at the Little Christa bel ; and it was i wonderful to see the change she brought about in the dirty little boarding bouse and its con tent«. Her energy and strength seemed un failing. She went stepping briskly about, the neatest and spr.ghtl est of housekeepers, sing g at her wot k and sailing on everbody. At the end of a tort,light every man in camp knew Miss Millicent and had feit the ïïg"* a good woman exerts in every com- cry evÏÏ^r w«J <, X"^h d0ffC<! t0 * Wher ' f ;rrfn i,; f o ould have dated to offer her an indig- her iornmnt'sltid °" " "* ,ny ln ' For ayear Miss Millicent lived at the Little Ciristabel, and in that time she bad won the lug smeere regard of every man in camp. There | trail ia been a gieat deal of sickness among the men hat winter and some of them owed got d food and general good sense in every- stop thing pertaining to the care of the sick. | nevm r fa°itedb«Ï eer "" g0üd b^th | her "I don't believe you ever bad a sorrow in I and jour life, did you? asked one of the men one few " y ' the all her. heard a man cook, "and I me. The of asked. vfo with a tinge of bitterness in The end of it all was that Miss Millicent was installed as cook iu the boarding house. She had evidently come determined had for but the it be the no to to Miss Millicent was standing in the cabin <loor at the bine. The smile on her face van ishefl ns si,e ma,ie reply; she leaned her head WParily n K ainst tlle door frame; her face p , ale,i f ? r a r, " 0 "" ellt aild her lips quivered she said slowly: "Every heart knoweth its own bitterness»" then she turned and went to her Omi little room at the end of the cabin, and the who had asked the question said: "Some villain of as an, 1-1, bet; I'd hand, and it was known that she had received EOT U " h Wllb " 1,11,1,1 ° f tears ' a,ld bad ÄÄÄÄfe The camp had been singularly free from ' here the brawls ami lawlessness that both diatin. I gutsh and disgrace most mountain mining ! reply within the 'l'imul-of 'the mine* mSta"^;" ' i 'Z it obligatory on ^e m^ tbat thev re^ 6 ^ Î!,' K from many things common to the ordinär? end The fully. tearful man camps. . 1 he presence of Miss Millicent had had much to do with the unusual good behavior of the men aud the good Christabel wore as a mining camp. But one day there came a bit of the camp that changed the name the Little news to men from good natured, easy going, jovial fellows to determined men. There lived refusal place •ne angry. on a claim Christabel a man known honest, hard near the Little as Capt. Tom, an orking and thoroughly good man, very popular with all who knew hint and unusually so with the men employed at the Little Christabel. For two years lie had , culprit, grasped me She held shawl He glance face The worked hard in t>ov erty aud deprivation, developing a claim that was generally believe,! to be worthless. But fortune plays strange freaks iu mining camps, and Capt. Tom's unpromising mine one day revealed a splendid vein of rich silver ore. He came down to the Little Christabel jubilant over his good fortune. He returned home to find his claim "jumped" by two or three men, led by a fellow of tation known as Doc Grigson. Grigson and his confeilerates unsavory repu murmur man seemed She and "Let the say th*t ^ gulch were in pos session of Capt. Tom's two years of labor, and coolly ordered him to "clear out" when he apj«eared at the door of his own little cabin the order being emphasized by threats of im mediate annihilation if he tarried long on the order of his going. This "mine jumping" process is one I can not give in detail here. Suffice it to Hx ■Kssassf« ',|, I .; il . (l ' 1 f , d " v<Tt 'y •*»«* to the Little , . tstabel and laying bis grievances before bis friends there. Ciijit. Tom's story of bis wrongs created in tense excitement at tbe Little Christabel A meeting was at once held and a plan of action decided upon. Miss Millicent was kept in ignorance of this meeting. "Women don't want to lie mixed such things—lesswise one of the men. Soon after long called the cabins Their the now, to it and Apot are gath that them the a 'to a who isn't Her I she she a up with a woman like her," said supper that evening tbe men beg in leaving the cabin on various tenses, and in a short time Miss Millicent unusual proceeding on the part of the men, but Miss Millicent was wholly unsuspicious of its import. An hour later, while sitting before the Are mending a coat belonging to one of tbe men, Miss Mm lice nt suddenly threw aside her work and said : "There! if I haven't entirely forgotten to give Mr. Vance that list of things X want fiom down in Crystal City, and he's going to start for there before breakfast in the morn ing and breakfast at the stage office I'll just run down to the shaft house and hand the list to Tom Dolan and he Mr. Vance in the morning." Tom Dolan was the engineer of tbe Little Christa bel. The shaft house was but a short distance from the boarding bouse. Throwing a shawl over lier head Miss Millicent wentout hurriedly, stepping lightly down the trail made in the deep snow Tbe night was cloudless and mad« wondrous fair by a full moon and thousands of shining stars. She reached the shaft house door. The engineer aud another man, unaware of her approach, were talking. A name they spoke caused her to stop suddenly, with her baud to her heart and a strange look in her face. "1 feel sure it is Bilan Hover," the engineer "He changes his name 'bout ry camp lie go«« to, and I reckon 'Doc Grigson' suited him 'bout as well as other name while he was here." " Well, he won't change it again very soon." said the other man with a short laugh. "The next time the roll's called he'll his own name, I'm thinkin." "Hover may be bis real name," the engineer said. "He swore it was when I knowed him two years ago over in Paradise Gulch But he was a scoundrel there and just got nwav wtth his neck. I knowed him soon as I him down in Crystal Citv one .lav i„*r e.n But I never told anybody bis name Grigson. Where did it tended fixing him?" "Down Min i,..., u an ä»* \ call 'Hanging Rock.' I reckon thevH make j short work of him." ^ i "Oh, sure," said the engineer with „i 1 ''"they'll bung him, ns he d, serves without hardly time for his prayers " ' The other man glanced' watch and said : "And it's almost time they went at it Ten o'clock was the hour agreed on and it's ntu-v nine now." * ' ull,nt s n ^> Neither of them heard the half s „„ nraaul , cry of the woman su.ndlttgTusÄÄ ' f 4 1,1 lh * wouW V haT l ^n her bloodless lips moved in silent nmver' JJ**'"" 8 '"' stood aad then', still ÏÏ2ÏF& lug from the camp and towwl ÏÏtSS, TU | trail was rough, and she .tumbled Imi V „ again and again. She ran with nil 's "h wT.su she could do ^ ' ' stop its furious beating | She could see the Hanging Rock «hen l | her some n.omeuU before she reachJ it. I and fi^tûlJTidgbl'y "lud'tb/£ 8 *° few yards from it. ' ' pines a The light of one or two lanterns flashed in « the .lark depths of Ihe forest. She heard the shouts of tbe men as they assembled from fif.1 all directions, fiendish shouts thev seemed to ! f her. y M to j " When near enough to make her voice I la" heard it rang out iu loud, sharp tones of en- it' treaty and command: pre was a lose. This was an I The can give it to of was saying. ev' any aiiBwer up to in i wasn't you say the boys in carelessly at his ■ that she to almost "Wait! wuit! wait!" A moment later she stood in their midst, like| Her answer was- I «''^ "Where is he-. hat man ?" 1,m,,r S,,i,i ° ne ° f the - — ' here te-n'ight^ 0 " ^ J ° U B °' nE tota,te «' f I , ,, ; by ! reply to her ears. She"ran Toward the'snot !,'' ' i 'Z ,ba ^ Î!,' K J***"' Amon « a K>oup of aZJn S'„^„'„d b"'S StSS end of tt thrown over the branches of The man was fully. Going close to him she said in a choked and tearful voice: "Let hint go. There w-as going moaning and protesting viti- ! r " But- j i ts no haves "Let j murmur of disapproval and refusal among the men "Come, come, Miss Millicent, this i place for you," said one of the •ne help you back to the camp." "No," she said. men. , going dose to the trembling culprit, and laying her hand on his arm grasped her hand amt said hoarsely; "Save me, woman, whoever me if you can." She took a lantern from the ground and held it up to her while face, shawl hack front her nead, and said: "Don't you know me, Silas?" He lifted his !>owed head quickly, glance at her face and covet ed his ' face with his hands, crying out: "Millyl Millicent!" The men looked on in j are I lie you are; save Whe threw the and gave one own guilty ting and prized egar tastes Herald. aina/j inent ; an angry murmur of disapproval was heard when man spoke Mis« Millicent's name in tones that seemed endearing. She turned toward them aud said slowly and distinctly with painful effort: "Let him go. He is my husband!" There was dead silence fora moment. Then the leader of the mob stepped softly into the moonlight and started in silence down the gulch in the direction of Little Christabel. the ! S- = sîSîS -S» 5 "-—" "Weil. Silas." in A this voice; She held out one hand toward him. H» grasped it. in both his own and fell on his knees before her with her trembling hand held to Ills lips. 8 An hour later they came forth from the shadows of the forest and trail in the moonlight, and iu Fairplav Gulch Tile walked down the were seen no more with said imtgqmg stage took up a man and a passenger next day, ten mile, from Hanging Hock. "They was mighty sober passengers," said the stage, driver afterward. "Both on'em ooke.1 as if they'd cried all night, and tl.ev budnt much to sav; but they seemed might** llv tuk up will, each other. He called her Mill>, an she called him 'Silus.> i Munk they was bound for Denver, and expected to go farther on west from there " 1 ****»•* ot "O nn>re at the Little Christa bel, but years afterward Harley \ ance, while traveling in California came across a pretty little house hidden away on a Thè C V" nmost l »*M*ful mountain valley The occupants were a man and woman he excellenee ** " m0de,# ° f «>ld woman men on was Are men, to to I'll to Ought to L«*arn by Experience. « A clerk in one of the departments in Wash has discovered - that "soldiers iu the fif.1 " won * killed their first, third and ! f "! ' uU ! PS lnore than 1,1 a, *.V other." After j " soldier is killed in three battles he ought to I la" 6 ex P enence enou S h to escape death in all it' 6 f.' ,bseqUt!nt «"gagernents.— Norristown Herald. pre was "I never onened my head about it to them or to anybody,' he said afterward, "hut that woman was our Milly and that husband of hei« we nil thought too won bless to Jive /enas Dane in Detroit Frio Press. to Hope Hashed to Earth. iV Hi Si s ä&f&r' to i « • ! = 4 «"' I x\ I R I Now I can work—ilo something," says the gifted amateur, "as none of those inferna' loya are about." là « as j o v. % Aj&g+z 'Säi •w 1_<».>SSgS g BB * ? - --*f. —Ute. A New n, e e«l Dog Fancier—Yes madam I have »11 " ' I «''^ 'lound.-N'ew York Weekly. /ohn and one «' f l '«sette, receiveil a letterfrom'him written ; by his type w riter. !,'' Und sakos ' ! ' oxclai m ed the old lady, "how ^ i,UPr ° Ved hiS W, ' itiU ' Is there any particular —J udge. Easier Work. Old Gentleman—I suppose you get tired going up so many times in a day, boy? r Elpvator Boy-Yes,sir; but then vou know j rest coming down.—Judge. Slightly Mixed. "George has just been sent to Yale for four years." "^h, well, 1 wouldn't worry If he be haves well perhaps they'll let him out in three year*.''—Detroit News. . J" Not Happily Expressed. Mrs. Southington—Obi Mr Tibkin, are always so kind in coming to see me off. Little 1 ihkiu—Not at ail; it is always a pleasure.—Fun. " you Sweet* with tbe Hitter. "Come talk a walk, Judkins." "No, can't. You see mv wife's not well, and I'm going to the theatre. Blaetter. Fliegende Sl,elitist» Lunehe*. The latest Maine industry is the put ting up in glass jars of "bivalvular cold lunches. These lunches are made up of mussels, clams, periwinkles or wincies, and razor shell, all shellfish highly prized and valued for food properties, prepared and pnt up in spiced white vin egar in different manners to suit the tastes of all lovers of shellfish.—Boston Herald.