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UPPER DBS lt . _ . , _.._„.„, ALGONA, tOWA. WEDNESDAY. DECEMBER 14. Mg. Kraft Clothing Co.'s DEC. 10 TO DEO. 31. escape a gnarled and twisted pair .ot horns, he sprang nimbly to tbe top of a Jtump. Beneath him stood the strange^ Creature be badeverseen. Theheadand horns were those of a sheep, but instead of ft woolly fleece tbe animal wore a = kind of overcoat made of hempen canvas sewed roughly with cords of basswood bark A careful examination convinced him that his assailant was the venerable leader of a small flock of sheep, though be could by no means guess tbe meaning of bis masquerading appear, ance. Having satisfied himself that tne creature was not supernatural, he jumped down from the stump intending to proceed to tbe house, bnt before he bad taken five steps be was sent headlong into a snowdrift. He was blinded and W E are determined to convert every dollar, worth of goods TIONsl^^ria^t-nfy '*£ otoeee^er a, we expect to m ake in January. Overcoats and Suits $18.00 overcoats and suits for... .$14.50 j 15.00 overcoats and suits for 12.00 13.50 overcoats and suits for 10.00 10.00 overcoats and suits for.... 7.75 0.00 and $7 overcoats and suits. 4.75 1.50 Boys' throe-piece suits at a BIG DISCOUNT. Some excellent things left. Children's Suits Children's suits from 75c up. One lot of $5 vestee suits at §3.50 One lot of $3 vestee suits at 2.20 One lot of $5 reefer suits at 3.50 101 others equally good bargains—discounts on all—nothing reserved. Choice of any fancy laundered shirt in the store—nothing is reserved — including $1 and $1.50 grades. at 75c One lot 51^00 grade at 65c One lot 75 ct. grftde at 50c Heavy Jersey shirts at 35c One case (36 doz) wool fleece at 38c (Less than wholesale.) Cotton fleece 30c $1.00 health underwear 75c All high grades at a discount. 20 doz extra heavy blue overalls 35c Choice of the stock of boys' Unee pants, including 65c, 75c, and §1 grades, about 130 pairs 48c Men's Shoes Our entire stock will be placed in three tots as follows: Lot 1 includes all our $1.50. S1.75 and $2.00 shoes $1.25 Lot 2—all our $2.50, S2.75, and *3 shoes. .$2.00 Lot 3—choice of the ^, store, — nothing reserved—includes $5.00 patents, new toe, heavy sole tans, etc., in fact EVERYTH/NG 3 flock, with his coat trailing tfta The farmer helped Preston to his feet and inquired: * "How did yen get inteh the wrassld with Melchisedec?" , "Beelzebub, yon mean, don t yon?' I was coming up to yoqr house when the freak bunted me." , "Well, yeh mustn't be too harden fata, if yen ain't hurt. Teh ain't, are yeh?" "No " "Yeh see, he's had a lot to try his speerit this winter. The wind may be tempered to tbe shorn lamb, as the sayin is, bnt it ain't by a long shot for a shorn ram, and I kinder gnees the fit of his overcoat ain't exactly to his likin. But 'scuse me for talkin so much before wishinyeb a merry Christmas." "A what?" asked Preston as he looted at the farmer with an air of bewilderment. "A merry Christmas." "Nonsense, man. This is almost the end of February. Christmas was over o months ago." "Not by a long shot it ain't. Today is Christinas, I tell yeh. Yeh must have got twisted when bavin it out witb Melchisedeo. He didn't hit yeh on the head, did he?" "Now, see here, what sort of non- »ense is this you are talking about Christmas?" asked Preston, with the air of a man who was ready to get Fur Coats At Cost we and suggest a useful present, such as Silk Suspenders at 7 5c, *i, and $1.25, new Oxford Mufflers at 91.00 and $1.50, Silk-lined Kid Gloves, mocha- lined Mittens, beautiful Ties put up one in a box, Umbrellas, Colored Collars, quite the craze, an endless variety of kerchiefs, all the new things in silks and linens, initials, etc. KRAFT CLOTHING CO.t gave the coouettisfi uouno tfiino and improved the roads that were usual- 'A POSTPONED CHRISTMAS. BY P. M'AETHTJB. [Copyright. 1898, by the Author.] HE story of the postponed Christmas is a tradition of the Preston family; but, like most traditions, it requires a few words of explanation to make it clear how such an unaccountable thing o. .--d happen. Seventy years ago, when Henry Preston, the patriarch of an important Canadian family, settled in Kemoka, the strangely directed energy of Colonel Talbot was changing the wilderness on the northern shore of IJake Erie into a fruitful province. Year by year shiploads of peasants came from Great Britain to take upland in the territory where he was almost an absolute monarch, and witb them came many yonnger sons of noble families who were ambitious to make their fortunes in the pew world. Among the latter came our hero, and it was in the first year of bis exile that the little adventure oocijrrea that all who enjoyed his acquaintance often heard him describe. In those days a Canadian winter had many terrors that have since become a memory. The autumnal rains changed the level country into a series of vast swamps, and when these miry reaches were frossea to a depth of several feet tbe winter had a foundation on which to build. In consequence, from tbe w $ Kmber to the middle of Mftjwb there was almost uninterrnpteoV-""* weather, wjjen the thermome ed steadily ft* a point »t> < -,-.... teach without the aid of a <wW wave from the nortbYWt, bnt the swr• are »QW drafted, the forests that the BBOW bave been cleared »W»y ft»« variable cUmatebJM taken the-'-" • the earnest weaker tbatwaf -- rale, £ven worse tb»-P tteeoW In any other way. At that time the young colony was BO misgoverned and every department of the public service was BO scandalously conducted for the benefit of private individuals that the extortionate fees charged by officials frequently made letters cost from 6 to 7 "THAT'S THE LITTLE MAN THAT GOT MEL- CHISEDEC INTO TROUBLE." half smothered by the dry snow, and as i he partly rose to his feet, spluttering I and clawing, he was bowled over again • by his aggressive enemy. Now Preston bad heard in his youth that when attacked by a butting ram one ehould lie still and wait for the brute to go away. He decided to try the plan, but he made the mistake of his life. He bad barely flattened himself out on the ground when the ram landed on the small of his back witb the force of a pile driver. The ram seemed inclined to use him as the circus clowns do the cushion on which they turn somersaults, and he quickly realized that though such a scheme might have been all right with a bellwether reared in the lap of luxury, it was a complete failure with this crook pated, cross grained old wretch who had taken to wearing a burlap overcoat and had a pair of horns that would have done credit to a dilemma. As soon as Preston recovered his breath he uttered a yell that roused the echoes for miles and grappled with his tormentor. He caught him by the horns and together they rolled through the drifts, collided with stumps and sent the snow flying in clouds, while Preston's yells mingled with the frightened bleating of the ram. The uproar brought the farmer on the Boene, and with a few well directed kicks he made the ram lose interest in the battle and return to bis neglected angry. "None at all. Yeh must come to the house and have Christmas dinner witb ns, and maybe that'll convince yeh." Preston did what he could to remove from his clothing tbe effects of the encounter with Melchisedec and followed the farmer to his house. The man was one of those natural pioneers who had moved into Ontario because the settlements on the St. Lawrence river were becoming uncomfortably civilized—a man who was at home with nature and had a way of making the best of the rougher side of life. His wife was a woman who was in every way in accord with him, and when Preston was ushered into the one room of the hut she returned his greeting shyly, but still frankly. , "This is the new postmaster, Jane, the farmer had said by way of introduction, "and old Melohisedeo went at him as if he'd been keepin back a registered letter, and do yeh know," he added, with a wink that required fully half of his whiskered face to execute, •he didn't know that today was Christmas until I told him." The woman looked at her husband laughingly and, understanding the meaning of his wink, she chimed in: "That is funny, but I don't suppose he'll object to bavin his Christmas dinner with us just the same." "Well," replied Preston, looking hungrily at a huge wild turkey that was browning in a heavy iron pan on the coals before tbe roaring fireplace, "yon may be poking fun at me, but that old gobbler is no joke, and he smells appetizing." The bill of fare, though brief, was oi a kind to satisfy an appetite sharpened — ——- •• — by vigorous eserbise in the open air. The savoty turkey -was stuffed with chestnuts, find there was a large wooden diah full oi eteamiug potatoes that bad been saved lot the occasion. These, with fresh BconeB of johhnycake, completed the homely banquet. , While they were at the table there Was a sudden stir in the pieces of blanket that covered ft large sap trough in the corner, and the querulous cry of a baby was heard. The mother hastened to take her child front its primitive cradle, and while she was hushing him the father explained to the guest: "That's the little man that got Mel- obisedec into trouble and made tta postpone Christmas." "But I don't understand how," said Preston. "Well," replied his host half humorously, half defiantly, "hardwoikih folks like ns never have time for Christmas, but when this little fellow came along it didn't seem just right that he shouldn't have one. But things Wasn't ready just in time. Yen know yourself there couldn't be no Christmas without baby bavin socks to be hung op, so we had to shear old Melchisedeo to get •wool, and as the socks didn't get made till this week we just naturally had to postpone Christmas until we were ready for it." . . Preston entered into the spirit of the occasion and added a handful of pennies to the little doll and string of glass beads that Santa Glaus had left in the stiff little pair of stockings, and the shadows were long before he passed the guard of Melchisedeo and returned to iis lonely office. The Christmas Spirit. "Peace on earth, eh?" growled old Crusty to his wife the day after Christmas. • . "Peace on earth, eh? And you bought that boy a druml" The Tolmcco Flower. "There is one flower," says a writer in a London paper, "which has apparently been overlooked by Americans in their search foraeuitable floral emblem which, I think, is worthy of their attention. I refer to that of the tobacco plant (niootiana) in its many varieties. It is handsome. The plant is, I believe, indigenous to America, and its importance, as the solace of the human race. Is indisputable." LETTERS THAT WERE NOT REDEEMED WERE ] EXPOSED IK THE WINDOW. )y quite as bad as those of Scotland "before they were made." As neighbors in the early twenties often lived ten miles apart visits were infrequent, and during the dreary winters not a few of the hardy pioneers went mad from sheer loneliness. And to this desolation was. added a suffocating feeling of being buried alive. The dark forests rose on I every side and travel where they might the pioneers could find no relief from tthe inclosing walls. For almost 500 1 miles in every direction there was no i t levation sufficiently great to overlook i the forest and gladden the eye with a S view that would give the imagination i the sense of freedom it craved. What wonder that in such a situation the pio neers were sometimes known to climb the loftiest trees at the risk of their lives so as to gain a wider pttspect such as they were accustomed to in the oivi lized and pleasingly diversified oountrie from which they came. . But this distressing state of affairs is pow a thing of the past. Instead of the isolation that tortured the pioneers there is now a danger of overcrowding, instead of monotony there is overmuch variety,, where lumbering stagecoaches toiled oVe a week over corduroy rail- joad trains pass every hour, and a Canadian winter is pow a season of I leisure and enjoyment. 1 The village of Kemoka, where Pres- .ton kept stow and was the postmaster from J830 to 1880, was one of the dreariest spots on the continent during the long winters that then prevailed. It was deep in that forest that gave a pame to the kongwoods cUeMot, and tbe settlers wbo patronized tbe store, blacksmith and inevitable tavern were ', scs.ttere4 over a large territory, Jn, sw>b .a place, whejiec^mpanjonsbin was BO i fl , t ft Wftg jjat pain! ,,.,0 bad been, gently not find it, »nd during! MS Preston, was oftea fia the rwwrv 4r. Jn bis position as posfo , _... tbe poverty Q| the pioneers was 1 brought bow to bjta Wore """"- 1 * * h ™ F. S. NORTON Tie LUMBERMA See that Coal? sells it. Norton 'HOW DID TEH GET INTEH THE WBA8SLE WITH MELCHISEDECf" shillings when they reached the office at which they were to be delivered. Letters from home were naturally the greatest source of pleasure to these lonely people, yet many were so poor that it was impossible for them to pay these fees. Letters that were not redeemed were exposed in the window of the office, and it was no unusual eight to see some of the unfortunates to whom they were addressed gazing at them with hungry eyes. Sometimes they recognized the handwriting as that of a loved one beyond the sea, and then tbe disappointment was all the more bitter. To escape from the thoughts and feelings provoked by snob surroundings and social conditions the young postmaster often put on his skates and found relief in the exhilaration he derived from skimming through the forest along the glassy streams, just as a business man of tbe present time escapes from his cares by retreating to his yacht and racing over .the water under full sail. On one of these occasions about the middle of February of a forgotten year be plunged farther into the wilderness than ever before, attempting to trace a frozen creek to its source, and about I noon suddenly emerged into a little clearing of whose existence he bad not previously been aware. Knowing the hospitality of the pioneers, he decided to vi«t tbe little log h«t that stood on th.e edge of the clearing and get bis dinner before returning to bis offtpe. After unstrapping bis skate? be started toward the house, from tbe stone chimney of which apbeerfui smoke was ascending. He bad proceeded but a few steps when he was confronted, by an aggressive apparition tbat startled him late beadjopg utWty. JW te ti^e ft Carries a stock of coal at the lumber yard, a very handy place for farmers to get their coal. We also have sheds at the Northwestern depot, where we carry A Large Stock of Both Hard and Soft Coal. Call at the lumber yard, and if we have not got what you want there, we will send a man with you to our Northwestern sheds, where we can surely please you. Scales at both places. Coal delivered to any part of the city. Orders given prompt attention. Use phone No. da We do not expect to sell much lumber at this season of tne year, but if you do chance to want any you want it right away, ana Tne place to get it is Norton's Lumber Yard, get along without, that is Storm. Sash and Doors. We are about as "long" on these as any "weather office" i want i to; be on coll weataer. We oaa't afford to carry them ovw, and awttww- fore BOUND TO SELL THEM. We furnisb you a GOOD STORM DOOE for 95o If you are an old owtomw you will know wtowto flndw, and ifa new one we invite you to ooroe and get aoauaiated. F. S. NORTON, Algona, Iowa.

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