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T he Pumpkin
By John Grcc:nu:a ' Wmittic*
\ H !—on Thanksgiving Dai/, when from
1 East and Jront We*ly
From Norl/i and from South come the
pilgrim and guest,
H'hen (he gray-haired Sew Englander
seet round his board
The old broken links <f aff&tion restored,
When the care-wearied man seeks his
mother once more.
Ami the worn viatron smiles where the
girl smiled Ixfbre,
H hat moistens the lip and what brightens
the eye ?
If hat calls back the past, like the rich
Pumpkin pu• 9
r^7-.xy! *
Sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving. —Psalm 147:7.
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HANKSGIVING Is one of
our highest and holiest
duties. There are iu the
Scriptures more com-
mands and calls to praise
than to prayer. Yet few
duties are more frequent-
ly neglected than this. There are
many people who are always coming
to God with requests hut who do not
come to him with thanksgiving after
their requests have been granted. Ten
lepers once cried to Jesus for cleans-
ing, as he was passing them at a dis-
tance. He graciously heard them and
granted their plea. When they had
been healed, one of the ten returned
to thank the healer, hut the other nine
came not again with any word of rec-
ognition of the great favor they had
received. So it is continually—many
are blessed and helped, but few show
gratitude. Our Lord felt keenly the
Ingratitude of the lepers who re-
turned not. "Where are the nine?" was
his pained question. God pours out
his gifts and blessings every day upon
his children; and whenever no voice
of thanksgiving Is heard in return he
misses it. If one bird of the forest
Is silent in the glad spring day, he
misses its song. If one human heart
falls to utter its praise amid life's
countless blessings, he is disap-
pointed.
Many there are who think that if
certain definite days are set apart for
praise it is enough. For example,
they will be grateful for a whole day
once in a year, touching then every
ohord of praise in their being, think-
ing that this is the way God wants
them to show their gratitude. But the
annual Thanksgiving day is not in-
tended to gather into itself the thanks-
giving for a whole year; rather it is
Intended to give the keynote for all
the year's life. Life's true concert
pitch is praise. If wo find that we
are below the right pitch, we should
take advantage of the particular
thanksgiving seasons to get keyed
up. When the strings of life begin to
grow discordant thanksgiving will put
us In tune.
The ideal life is one of gladness.
Unthankfulness and fretfulness are
discords In the song. We have no
right to live gloomily or sadly. Go
where we may, wc hear the music of
Joy, unless our ears have become tone-
lonely. The power to hear what
nature's voices have to say Is in our
hearts, not merely in the ear. We
must have the beauty in our souls be-
fore we can see beauty anywhere.
Hence there are many who are really
blind to the loveliness which God has
strewn everywhere, with most lavish
hand. In his works. So we must have
the music in our heart before we can
hear the music which sings every-
where for him who has ears to hear.
If we have thanksgiving within us, we
will have no trouble in finding glad
ness wherever we go. It is a sad and
cheerless heart that makes the world
seem dreary to certain people; if only
they will let joy enter to dwell within,
a new world would be created for
them. If we allow our heart to cher-
ish unlovingness, bitterness, evil
thoughts or feelings, we cannot hear
the music of love which breathes
everywhere, pouring out from the
heart of God. But if we keep our
heart gentle, patient, lowly, and kind,
on our ears will fall, wherever we go,
sweet strains of divine music.
Then a glad life makes a life of
gladness wherever It goes. It leaves
an unbroken lane of sunbeams behind
it. Everybody is better as well as hap-
pier for meeting one whose Christian
life radiates gladness and cheer. We
can do nothing better either for our-
selves or for the world in which we
live than to learn the lesson of praise
and of thanksgiving. "Let us learn to
sing unto the Lord with thanksgiv-
ing." There are troubles in every
life, but there are a thousand good
things for one trial. Sometimes we
have disappointments but even these
are really God's appointments, as
some day we shall find out. If people
are unkind to us, we must go on lov-
ing just as before, our hearts full of
unconquerable kindness, and it will
finally win. The most deep-seated ten-
dency to sadness can be overcome and
replaced by happy cheerfulness. The
gospel of Christ comes to us and tells
us that we must be born again, born
from above, born of God, and our very-
nature will be recreated. Tken di-
vine grace assures us that it is not
impossible even for the most unholy
life to be transformed Into holiness.
The being that is saturated with sin
may be whiter than snow. There is no
nature, therefore, however unhappy
" It is both the duty and the privilege of a Christian
people to recognize their obligations to the bountiful
Giver of all good, and to recognize the fresh and
continued evidence of the Divine favor and forbearance
during the past year."
deaf. The world is full of beauty and
full of music. Yet it is strange how
many people seem neither to see the
loveliness nor hear the music. It
were well If many of us would train
ourselves to see the glory and good-
ness of God, as revealed in nature. It
will be sad to leave this world, after
staying in it three score or four-score
years without having seen any of the
ten thousand beauties with which God
had adorned it. "Consider the lilies,"
oald Jesus. Every sweet (lower has a
message of joy to him who can read
the writing. One who loves God's
flowers and birds and trees and moun-
tains and rivers and seas, and has
learned to heed the voices which every
where whisper their secrets to him
who understand*, can never be aad or
it may be because of its original qual-
ity or its early training, which cannot
through divine help learn the lesson
of happiness and thanksgiving. The
secret of Christian joy is the peace of
Christ in the heart. Then one is not
dependent upon circumstances or con-
ditions. St. Paul said he had learned
In whatsoever state he was therein to
be content. We know well that his
circumstances were not always con-
genial nor easy, but he sang songs in
his prison with as cheerful a heart as
when he was enjoying the hospitality
of a loving friend. There might be
hardships, sufferings, and want; but
In himself he had the peace of Christ;
and this sustained him. St. I'aul'o
secret of contentment is the ChriB-
tlan's true secret of a happy life.
=  Lights
Freights
By
\V. W. JACOBS
A Marked Man
(Cop/right, IhmIU. Mead Company. >
"Tattooing is a gift," said (he night-
watchman firmly. "It 'as to bo a
gift, as you can well see. A man 'as
to know wot 'e is going to tattoo an'
'ow to do it; there's no rubbing out or
altering. It's a gift, an' it can't be
learnt. I knew a man once as used to
tattoo a cabin-boy all over every v'.v'ge
trying to learn. 'E was a slow, pains-
taking sort o' man, and the langwidge
those boys used to use while 'e was
at work would 'ardly be believed, but
'e 'ad to give up trying arter about
fifteen years and take to crochet work
instead.
"Some men won't be tattooed at all,
being proud o' their skins or sich-like,
and for a good many years Ginger
Dick, a man I've spoke to you of be-
fore, was one o' that sort. Like many
red-'aired men 'e 'ad a very white
skin, whiph 'e wa3 very proud of, but
at last, owing to a unfortnit idea o'
making 'is fortin, 'e let hisself be
done.
"It come about in this way: Him
and old Sam Small and Peter Russet
'ad been paid off from their ship and
was 'aving a very 'appy, pleasant time
ashore. They was careful men in a
way, and they 'ad taken a room down
East India Road way, and paid up the
rent for a month. It came cheaper
than a lodging-'ouse, besides being a
bit more private and respectable, a
thing old Sam was always very per-
tickler about.
"They 'ad been ashore about three
weeks when one day old Sam and Pe-
ter went off alone becos Ginger said 'e
wasn't going with 'em.
"'Where've you been?' ses Ginger,
when they returned.
•' 'Bisness,' ses Sam.
" 'We must 'ave another man in it,
Peter,' he ses, 'and, wot's more, 'e
must 'ave ginger-colored 'air. That
being so, its only right and proper that
our dear old pal Ginger should 'ave
the fust ofTer.'
"It wasn't often that Sam was so af-
fecksunate, and Ginger couldn't make
it out at all. Ever since 'e'd known 'im
the old man 'ad been full o' plans o'
making money without earning it.,
" 'We've been in a little pub down
Bow way, me an' Peter,' ses Sam,
'and we'll tell you more about it if you
promise to join us an' go shares. It's
kep' by a widder woman whose on'y
son—red-'aired son—went to sea 23
"Wot?" Screams Yinger. "Tattoo
Me!"
years ago, at the age o' 14, an' was
never 'eard of arterwards. Seeing we
was sailor men, she told us all about
it, an' 'ow she still 'opes for him to
walk into 'er arms afore she dies.'
" She dreamt a fortnit ago that 'e
turned up safe and hound, with red
whiskers,' ses Peter.
"Ginger Dick sat up arid looked at
'em without a word; then 'e got out
o' bed, an' pushing old Sam out of the
way began to dress, and at last 'e
turned round and asked Sam whether
he was drunk or only mad.
"'All right,' ses Sam; 'if you won't
take it on we'll find somebody as will,
that's all; there's no call to get huffy
about it. You ain't the on'y red'edded
man in the world.'
"Ginger coughed and looked
thoughtful.
" 'It sounds all right, mates' *e ses
at last, 'but I don't see 'ow we're to go
to work. I don't want to get locked
up for deceiving.*
" 'You can't get locked up,' ses Sam;
'if you let *er discover you and claim
you, 'ow can you get locked up for
it? We shall go in an fee her agin,
and iarn all there is to lam, especial-
ly about the tattoo marks, and then—'
"'Wot?' screamt Ginger. 'Tattoo
me! Spile my skin with a lot o' beast-
ly blue marks! Not me, not if I know
it. I'd like to see anybody try It,
that's all.'
"They started on 'im agin next day,
hut all Sam and Peter could say didn't
move 'im, although Sam spoke so feel-
ing about the joy of a pore widder wo-
man getting er son back agin arter
all these years that *e nearly cried.
"They went down agin to the pub
that evening, and Ginger, who said 'e
was curious to see, wanted to go too.
Sam, who still 'ad 'opes of 'im,
wouldn't 'ear of it, but at last it was
arranged that 'e wasn't to go inside,
but should take a peep through the
door. They got on a tram at Aldgate,
and Ginger didn't like it becos Sam
and Peter talked it over between
theirselves in whispers and pointed
out likely red-'aired men in the road.
"And 'e didn't like it when they got
to the Blue Lion, and Sam and Peter
went in and left 'im outside, peeping
through the door. The landlady shook
'ands with them quite friendly, and
the barmaid, a flne-looking girl,
seemed to take a lot o' notice of Peter.
Ginger waited about outside for nearly
a couple of hours, and at last they
"Losing 'Is Wot?" Ses Yinger, Turn*
ing Pale and Staggering Back.
came out, talking and larfing, with
Peter wearing u white rose wot the
barmaid 'ad given 'im.
"They all went in somewhere and
'ad a few drinks first, though, and
arter a time Ginger began to see
things in a different light to wot 'e
'ad before, an' to be arf ashamed of
'is selfishness, and 'e called Sam's pot
a loving-cup, an' kep' on drinking out
of it to show there was no ill-feeling,
although Sam kep' telling him there
wasn't. Then Sam spoke up about
tattooing agin, and Ginger said that
every man in the country ought to be
tattooed to prevent smallpox. He got
so excited about it that old Sam 'ad to
promise 'im that he should be tattooed
that very night, before he could pacify
'im..
"Ginger was the last one to wake up
in the morning, an' before 'e woke he
kept making a moaning noise. His
'ead felt as though it was going to
bust, 'is tongue felt like a brick, and
'is chest was so sore 'e could 'ardly
breathe. Then at last 'e opened 'is
eyes and looked up and saw Sam an'
Peter and a little man with a black
mustache.
" 'Cheer up Ginger,' ses Sam, in a
kind voice, 'It's going on beautiful.'
" 'My 'cad's splittin',' ses Ginger,
with a groan, an' I've got pins an'
needles all over my chest.'
" 'Needlos,' ses the man with the
black mustache, 1 never use pins;
they'd pison the flesh.'
"Ginger sat up in bed and stared at
'im; then 'e bent 'is 'ead down and
squinted at 'is chest, and next moment
'e was out of bed and all three of 'em
was holding 'im down on the floor to
prevent 'im breaking the tattooer's
neck which 'e'd set 'is 'eart upon
doing, and explaining to 'iin that the
tattooer was at the top of 'is profes-
sion, and that it was only by a stroke
of luck 'e had got 'im. And Sam re-
minded 'im wot 'e 'ad said the night
before, and said he'd live to thank 'im
for it.
"Ginger gave in at last, and told the
man to go on with the job and finish
it, and 'e even went so far as to do a
little bit o' tattooing 'imself on Sam
when he wasn't looking. 'E only made
one mark, becos the needle broke off,
and Sam made such a fuss that Ginger
said anyone would ha' thought 'e'd
hurt 'im.
"'Owever 'e was done at last; his
chest and 'is arms and 'Is shoulders,
and ho nearly broke down when Sain
borrowed a bit o' looking-glass and
let 'im see hisself. Then the tattooer
rubbed in some stuff to make 'is sklu
soft agin, and some more stulT to make
the marks look a bit old.
"They 'ad a little call over in their
rocm to see 'ow Ginger was to do it,
and to discover the weak p'lnts. Sam
worked up a squeaky voice, and pre-
tended to be the landlady, and Peter
pretended to be the good-looking bar
maid.
"They went all through It over and
over agin, the only unpleasantness ba
ing caused by Peter Russet letting off
a screech every time Ginger alluded
to 'is chest wot set 'is teeth on edge,
and old Sam as the landlady offering
Ginger pots o' beer which made 'is
mouth water.
" We shall go round to-morrow for
the last time,' ses Sam, 'as wo told 'er
we're sailing the day arter.'
" Meantime,' ses Peter Russet, 'you j
mustn't forget that you've got to send
us post office money-orders every
week.'
"Ginger said 'e wouldn't forget, and
they shook 'ands nil round and ad a
drink together, and the next arternoon
SaA and Peter went to the Blue Lion |
for a last visit.
"It was quite early when they came
back. Ginger was surprised to see
'em, and he said so, but 'e was more
surprised when 'e heard their reasons.
"'it como over us all at once as i
we'd bin doing wrong,' Sam ses, set-
ting down with a sigh.
'"Come over us like a chill, it did,'
ses Peter.
"'Doing wrong?' sea Ginger IMck,
staring. 'Wot are you talking about?' I
" 'Something the landlady said
showed us as we was doin' wrong,'
ses old Sam very solemn; 'it come
over us in a flash.'
"'Like lightning,' ses Peter.
" 'It ain't fair play agin a woman,'
says old Sam, 'three strong men agin
one poor old woman; that's wot we
feel, Ginger.'
| " 'Well, I don't feel llkij it," ses Gin-
ger: 'you please yourself, and I'll
please/uiyself.'
" 'E went ofT in a huff, an' next
morning 'e was so disagreeable that
Sain an' Peter went and signed on
board a steamer called the Penguin,
which was to sail the day arter. They
parted bad friends all round, and Gin-
ger Dick gave Peter a nasty black
eyo, and Sam said that when Ginger
came to see things in a proper way
agin he'd be sorry for wot 'e'd said.
And 'e said that 'im and Peter never
wanted to look on 'Is face agiu.
"Ginger Dick was a bit lonesome
arter they'd gone, but 'e thought it
better to let a few days go by afore 'e
went and adopted the red-'aired land-
lady. He waited a week, and at last,
unable to wait any longer, 'e went out
and 'ad a shave and smartened hisself
up, and went off to the Blue Lion.
"'Glass o' bitter, ma'am, please,' he
ses to the old lady as she came out o'
the little parlor at the back o' the bar.
"The old lady drew the beer, and
then stood with one 'and holding the
beer-pull and the other on the coun-
ter, looking at Ginger Dick in 'Is new
blue jersey and cloth cap.
" 'Lovely weather, ma'am,' ses Gin-
ger, putting his left arm on the coun-
ter and showing the sailor-boy dancing
the hornpipe.
" 'It's a 'ard life, the sea,' ses the
old lady.
"She kept wiping down the counter
in front of 'im over an' over agin, an'
'e could see 'er staring at 'is wrists as
though she could 'ardly believe her
eyes. Then she went back into the
parlor, and Ginger 'eard her whisper-
ing, and by and by she came out agin
with the blue-eyed barmaid.
" 'Have you been at sea long?' ses
the old lady.
" 'Over 23 years, ma'am,' ses Ginger,
avoiding the barmaid's eye wot Was
fixed on 'is wrists, 'and I've been ship-
wrecked four times; the fust time
when 1 was a little nipper o' four-
teen.'
"'Pore thing,' ses the landlady,
shaklug 'er 'cad. 'I can feel for you;
my boy went to sea at that age, and
I've never seen 'im since.'
" 'I'm sorry to 'ear it, ma'am, ses
Ginger, very respectful-llke. *1 suppose
I've lost ray mother, bo I can feel for
you.'
"'Suppose you've lost your mother!'
ses the barmaid; 'don't you know
whether you have?'
" 'No,' ses Ginger Dick, very sad.
'When I was wrecked the fust time 1
was in a open boat for three weeks,
and, wot with the exposure and 'ardly
any food, I got brain fever and lost my
memory.'
" 'Pore thing,' ses the landlady agin.
" *1 might as well be a orfln,' ses
Ginger, looking down; 'sometimes I
seem to see a kind, 'andsome face
bending over me, and fancy it's my
mother's, but I can't remember 'er
name, or ray name, or anythink about
'er.'
" You remind me o' my boy very
much,' ses the landlady, shaking 'er
'ead.
"Ginger Dick would ha' liked to ha'
seen 'er a bit more excited, but e
ordered another glass o' bitter from
the barmaid, and tried to think 'ow
he was to bring about the ship on his
chest and the letters on 'is back. The
landlady served a couple o' men, and
by and by she came back and began
talking agin.
" I like sailors,' she ses; 'one thing
Is, my boy was a sailor; and another
thing Is, they've got such feelln' 'earts.
There was two of 'em in 'ere the other
day, who'd been in 'ere once or twice,
and one of 'em was that kind 'earted
I thought he would ha' 'ad a fit at
something I told him.'
" 'Ho,' ses Ginger, pricking up his
ears, wot for?'
" 'I was just talking to 'im about my
boy, same as 1 might be to you, ses
the old lady, 'and I was just telling
'im about the poor child losing 'is
finger—'
" Losing 'is wot?' ses Ginger, turn-
ing pale and staggering back.
" 'Finger,' ses the landlady. 'E was
only ten years old at the time, and I'd
sent Mm out to—Wot's the matter?
Ain't you well?'
"Ginger didn't answer 'er a word,
he couldn't. 'E went on going back-
wards until 'e got to the door, and
then 'e suddenly fell through it into
the street, and tried to think.
"Then 'e remembered Sam and
Peter, and when 'e thought of them
safe and sound aboard the Penguin he
nearly broke down altogether, as 'e
thought how lonesome he was.
"All 'e wanted was Is arms round
both thi Ir necks came as they was tte
night afore they 'ad 'iin tattooed."
CAKES IN FANCY SHAPES.
Quaintly Formed Tins an Aid in Set-
ting Forth Table.
Fancy little rakes iu quaintly-
shaped tins are easily made. For
these, cream one cupful of sugar and
a tahlespoonful of butter. Beat the
whites and yolks of three eggs separ-
ately. Add first the > <>iks. then a half
cupful of milk and two cupfuls of
sifted flour to the sugar and buttor,
sifting a teaspoonful of cream of tar
tar and a half teaspoonful of soda
with the flour. Lastly, add the beaten
whites and flavoring. Bake in shal
low pans and cut out In fancy animal
and leaf shapes with cookie cutters.
Ice the cats with chocolate, the owls
either white or chocolate, wlt«h bits
of citron for eyes. The leaf shapes
may bo frosted green or yellow, and,
If wished, veinlngs of angelica or
shredded orange peel make n:tst real
isilc autumn leaves.
Fruits and nuts with the pumpkin
pies supply the dessert, and the cider
should be chilled and sparkling. Hot
mulled cider is delicious for the old
folks. The hot cider is spiced and a
slice of lemon changes It to an elab
orate beverage.
TO MAKE "SUNSHINE" CAKE.
Ingredients for Well-Liked and Digest
ible After-Dinner Dish.
Two popular cakcs are the "sun
shine" and the "moonshine" cakes.
The whites of eggs are used in both,
but the sunshine gains its color by the
addition of the yolks. For sunshine
cak«4: Whites of eight eggs, yolks of
five eggs, one and one-quarter cupfuls
of granulated sugar, one and one-quar
ter cupfuls of fine pastry flour, one
teaspoonful of orange flavoring, one-
half teaspoonful of lemon flavoring,
one teaspoonful ol' cream of tartar and
a pinch of salt. Sift sugar and flour
live times before measuring, beat the
yolks for five minutes, whip whites
with salt and cream of tartar, as di
rected for angel food, then add sugar
gradually to whites and whip for two
minutes, add flavoring to yolks, beat
one minute, add this slowly to whites,
whipping uutil well mixed and
creamy, then fold in flour and bake.
Crab Apple Jelly with Pineapple.
Materials—Two large pineapples,
one-half peck crab apples, water, sugar.
Way of preparing—Peel the pine
apple and chop flne. Wash the crab
apples, drain and cut Into pieces.
Place the crab apples In a kettle and
add water until they aro nearly cov
ered. Placo on the flre and cook until
the fruit is soft, ltemovo from the
flre, place In a jelly bag and allow it
to drain. Then measure the juice and
allow a cup of sugar to each cup of
juice. Place the chopped pineapple
and sugar In a kettle and let stand
on a warm range for 20 minutes. Then
add the strained crab apple juice
Place on the flre and boil until it jel
lies. Then place In glasses and wheu
cold cover with paraffin and seal.—
What-to-Eat.
A Fruit Salad.
Fruit salads are becoming more and
more popular, chiefly because they are
quickly prepared and are more digesti-
ble after a heavy meal than a heavier
salad.
As a rule they are better with a
FmhicIi dressing, that Is made very
thick almost like an emulsion, but oc
casionally mayonnaise is preferable, as
with pineapple cubes.
Another fruit mixture that is good
with mayonnaise is made from slices
of banana and sections of orange,
soaked in the sirup of preserved giu
ger, with small pieces of the ginger
added.
Serve the fruits on tender lettuce
leaves and cover with a thick mayon-
naise.
Boil Rice in Bag.
This Is a delicious substitute for the
old way of boiling rice: Put ouo cup-
ful of rice Into a pudding bag that
will hold about one quart, tie the bag
so as to leave room for the rice to
swell and put this into a kettle con-
taining a liberal quantity of boiling
water. Add a teaspoonful of salt, and
boil briskly for half an hour; then
turn from the bag and servo with
cream and sugar. Rice cooked in this
way is far superior to ordinary boiled
rice.
Apple Preserves. •
Select fall apples of uniform size,
peel and core; cut each In four round
slices, scallop edge with a cookie cut
ter. To retain a perfect shape, cover
with sugar over night, alternating,
using half as much sugar as fruit;
drain off juice extracted into a vessel;
after reaching boiling heat, add ap-
ples and cook rapidly until a pink
transparent ti^ge is obtained.
No Trouble to Cock Peas.
Instead of spending a great deal of
valuable time shelling peas, simply
throw them Into a kettle, ped3 and
all, after carefully washing and dis-
carding all spoiled ones. When they
are done the pods will break and rls j
to the surface, while the peas will bo
found in the bottom of tho kettle.
Peas cooked in this manner will havo
a much better flavor.
Cornmeal Coneo.
Boll In a double boiler two cups of
cornmeal and two of milk with a sea
soning of salt. Pack in small cone-
shaped molds and set to harden.
When turned out scoop a little from
the top of each one carefully and 1111
in tlie hollow with a teaspoonful of
curraut Jelly.
Prevent Jelly Mold.
To proserve jelly from mold, use tho
following method: Beat tho white of
an egg until stiff. Spread on the top
of the Jelly and cover.