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VOLUME 6. NUMBER 189. PIONEEF TNINESOTA HISTORICAL SECIETY, Amimn = _FORTY CENTS PER MONTH C0. K-HIGH SCHOOL GAME WILL BE PLAYED TODAY Soldier Boys’ Football Team Will Line up Against the Light, but Fast, School ‘‘Bunch,” in Last Game of Season. [NOTE—TBE GAME WILL POSITIVELY BE PLAYED AT 3:15 AS ADVFRYISED, IN SPITE OF WEA HER CONDITIONS. BOTH ELEVENS ARE IN GOSD CONDITION. Tarn out and see the game, as it is for 60 and 40 per cent of the receipts, and both teams “need the money.” The field will be cleaned of snow so that neither players or spectators will be hindered by the snow.] THE LINE-UP: Bl oosinnne ssmm iy L PN C. Brenneman Otto. .. ..Humdrum Getcheil sl Gm.:ld Stewart .. ..Kruse (Captain) Bowler. ....F. Brenneman | Boyer | ;‘l:crfia.fi 5 D. Gould—Larsoa Shook. .. .Huffman Brannon... Mantor (Captain Stanton Hillaby .Kreatz By Goodioe Thomas COPYRIGHT. 1908, BY GOODLOE, THOMAS O0W, eb’rybody ought to know dey’s welkim as kain be, So pitch right in an’ he’p yo’selbs to eb’ryt'ing yo’ see. Jes’ staht dem biskits goin’ round’, fo’ dat’s yo’ job, ol’ man, An’ chase dem wif de sweet pertaters quick ’s dey leab yo’ han’. (Now, Mose, yo’ show yo’ mannahs 'fo’ dese folks, er Ah tell yo’ Daih’ll be a chile go hongry, an’ he'll git a lickin’ too). Heah, Oncle Dan, is de possum meat—Ah’s lookin’ aftah dat— An’ heah’s a piece espesh’ly youahs, all brown an’ streaked wif fat. WHA‘S dat—de graby? Don’ yo' fret; it’s comin’ right-up daih, An’ sich! W'y, dat air possum fat enough, I do declaih, To mek enough er graby fo’ de ma’chin’ Isrulites. Heah, Rev'end Mistah Fe’guson, be suah yo’ gets yo' rights. De smell am sweet? W'y, man, yo' tas’ an’ den I bet yo’ shout An’ mek de neighbohs wondah wha’ de fuss am all about. Heah'’s little Eph. Now, chile, Is sabed yo’ sumpin’ nice an’ sweet. ‘Wha's dat? Good lan’! Dis boy is sayin’ he don’' lak possum meat. COPYRIGHT (908 BY UNDERWOSD & UNBERWOGDN.Ys “NOW FO' DE POSSUM DINNER!” E saize he don’ lak possum meat, an’ him a son o’ mine! Now, honey, tuhn to all dese folks an’ knowledge up yo's lyin’, Mek out 't'uz jes’ a 1i’] joke to aggervate'yo’ ma, — Or, “clar’ to goodness, Ah’s jes’ boun’ to whup yo’ till yo's raw! Yo’ speak de trufe, yo' il imp! Den wha's yo’ doin’ heah | A-settin’ up wif niggah folks to mek yo'se’f appeah A niggah, too, when eb’ry one kain tell, in spite youah black, Dat tuhnin’ ‘way f'um possum meat yo’ ain’'t de hones’ fack? 'ELL, dere, yo' pa saize nebbah min’, bekaze yo's such a mite; | Dat 'tain’t youah fault yo’ sum’ays missed youah nachul appetite, Hol’ out yo’ plate; dere’s plenty mo’ to fill a chile lak yo', De good Lawd mek yo’ suhtain ways, Ah spose, dat’s got to do. But, lan’! Ah’s 'feared yo' grow up wrong an’ mebbe be a shame To all de cullahd circle an’ de ’spected fam’ly name, Fo’ ebbah sence Ah’s o’ enough to stan’ upon ma feet AN’s g'pishoned any niggah dat would tuhn fum possum meat. THE REAL NATIONAL BIRD. ; | was gone the whole farm seemed emp- Jimmy’s Thanksgiving. By OLIVE HARPER. “wwIMMY” BSTER, more prop- erly Geraldine, had determined to leave her country home to! study art in New York. “1 know I am an artist; perhaps I am a genius,” she said. Her mother said nothing against the project, but new lines formed around her mouth. Some-| thing had gone out of her father’s eyes| Iy and step, and be looked older. He, too, remained silent. George Seabright, when his pleading proved vain, merely id, “If you find the world too much you, let me know.” “Perhaps,” replied the young girl, while her pretty lips took a hard out- line new to them. She had $180 and thought that more than enough to last until fame and riches came. When she | i ty. Her"brave, bright letters told how ishe and three other girls had rented a| Our Thaniiu@r vTI'}—a‘ni(g. [Copyright, 1908, by American Press Association.] H, we are thankful for manifold blessings, Thankful for life and for home and for health, Thankful for_turkeys with savory dress- ings, Thankful for progress and wisdom and wealth, Thankful for corn and alfalfa and clover, Thankful for money and faith in the banks, Thankful, so thankful, election Is over— That is the source of our thankfulest thanks! ©One yvear in four is a leap year, remember. This is one of 'em, and many a man 8worn to stay single if this were Decem- ber Now would give thanks to be freed of the ban. Yet there's a bother that's still more dls- tressing One year in four—all the rest it out- ranks— Namely, election, which keeps us a-guess- ing. Now that it's over, our thankfulest thanks! Man can escape from_the maiden pursu- ing; Man can resist the importunate miss; Simply a system of shunting and shoo- ing— That will avoid matrimonial bliss. But there is never a man so evasive He can escape the political tanks, Always a-drip with palaver persuasive. Now that they’re quiet, our thankfulest thanks! Season of roaring and ranting and raving, Period when it is perfectly plain Eyery man’s uppermost duty is saving Washington’s country from bondage's chain; Time when your friend or your father or brother For his opinions you class with the cranks. Now for four years we cannot have an., other, So let us offer our thankfulest thanks. Maybe ’twas tariff and maybe 'twas labor, Maybe ‘twas courts that so split us apart; Maybe the trusts so affected your nelgh- bor That he dissevered himself from your heart; Maybe injunctions or guaranteed banking, Any or all of the partisan planks. Well, it is over, so now for the thanking— Now for reunion, our thankfulest thanks! | | on, we are thankful the nation is living, ‘Thankful the dear old republic is still Sure of a hand to proclaim a Thanksgiv- ing, Thankful, so thankful, his front name is Bill! Thankful are we that Columbia is leaping Four years away. from- political pranks. Buch a relief is occasion for heaping Thus on Thanksgiving our thankfulest thanks. . mage aivans or cofs covered with denim, which served as cozy beds at night. She told of the screen made photograph loft for-only $40 a month.! of a clotheshorse, covered also with They had made it very artistic, had ) denim, which served to hide thelr bach- built wardrobes of packing boxes and ' elor girl kitchen with Ats coal oll stove . ana packmg box closets for dishes. Her father made no comment on these pitiful ma Mifts, but be and George read bLetween the lines. They knew there was something wrong. There was a forced breeziness in the letters. George had loved Jimmy since she was | a baby, and be decided as Thanksgiv- ing drew near that he could stand the strain no longer. In the meantime the four girls in the great, bleak, ancient photographer's gallery were finding it very hard to win fame. The rent, though divided | among four, was high when nothing was coming in. They could not af- ford a stove, and tea and dry bread were their food. Finally one girl sat down on the floor and began to walil. | She was cold and hungry and miser- | able. She was going home, “and art | could go to grasst” | This voiced the general sentiment, | but Jimmy had come from sterner stock, and she wouldn’t give up. Three | of the four girls wrote to their parents | and in a week had sald goodby to Jim- | my, who faced the question of rent | alone. She threw herself on the cot j and cried all night with hunger, cold { and the knowledge that she was beat- en. From talent to genius was a far ery. and she was no genius. “But I wouldn't care” she sobbed, | “4f it were not so near Thanksgiving. | At home ::~re’ll be turkey and ples and cake and jellies and—I just can’t ! stand it!" z But she never once thought of writ- | ing home for help. The next morning she Iay unconscious in her lonely place tossing in fever, while her grieving fa- | ther and mother were going around heavy footed making preparations for the coming feast. Jimmy lay two nights and a day il and alone, when a lady who had an office in the same building had a feel- ing that something was wrong up- | stairs and went up to find the poor de- serted child. The doctor said she should go to a hospital and that he would send for her. There was a hurried step' on the stairs, and in a minute George was on his kness beside the cot. “Oh, Jimmy, little Jimmy! I knew somefhing was wrong, and I've come to take you home if you'll go.”" “Will I? Ob, George, I'll be so thank- ful! [m a failure, George—I'm a fail- ure!” “I don’t think so. Can she travel, doctor? Tl get a carriage. She’ll be home just in time for Thanksgiving” “It will be that for me,” sald Jimmy weakly, while two tears jumped from her eyes, and big George Seabright put his’ arms -around her and pressed his first kiss on her’quivering lips regard- less of the doctor and the lady. “It will be an eternal Thanksgiving, Jimmy?” P i “BIG BEMIDG” PLAYS DEER RIVER THIS EVENING Local Basketball Players Will Be Seen in Action in First _ Championship Game—Same Teams Will Play Again Friday Night. LOCAL LINE-UP. Forwards—H Geil, L. Heffron. Center—F. Brown. | Guards—G. Petterson, H. Bidd- | inger. ! “Subs”—W. Tayler, Warren Gill. 0 | i The first game of basketball in! which an out-of-town team will com-! pete against “Big Bemidg” will be| played at the Coliseum Thanksgiv.ing: night, when the Deer River basket- ball five will line up against the locals for a game; and the same teams will play again on Friday| evening. The Deer River five claims to have defeated Floodwood, and the organization has the reputation of being fast and aggressive. T v, had no team at Deer River last; year, as far as is known, but this | year they intend toplay the game! all winter. The members of the “Big Bemidg” team are all in fairly good shape, and with the practice the boys have had since the game with the high school team last Friday, they should | ) 1 be “on edge” for Thursday evening’s! three forwards who are all fast, it | ‘ game. | has been decided to play them alter- As the “Big Bemidg” team has | play this season. Tavlor, the Indian who was form- exly a member of the Carlisle Uni- versity basketball team, has joined | the ““Big Bemidg” squad and will! He is not yet in the best of physical condition, but will soon be in good shape. He will} be on the “sub” list for the Thanks- nately, so that in this game the for- wards will commence with Geil and Heffron playing and Taylor as “sub” forward. Next game Tay- lor will be on the regular list, with either Heffron or Geil “subbing.” This game, which is the first on the championship schedule, will be giving game. { called promptly at 9 o’cleck p. m. A THANKSEIVING EPISODE IN VERSE ’ ByEarle Hooker Eaton COFYRIGHT.1908,BY EARLE HOOKER EATON ISTER wanted chickens Thanksgivin’ day to eat, Brother said a gander was mighty hard to beat, £ Ma she wanted turkey, an’ pa he wanted duck, ~ Nen I went out huntin’ an’ had the bestect Inck. Heard a norful growlin’; but, say, I didn't rare. I des aimed my rifle an’ shot this grea’ big bear! “HEARD A NORFUL GROWLIN’; BUT, SAY, I DIDN'T CARE.” " @ ISTER wants the gizzard, the neck er anything; £ Brother wants a drumstick, an’ mother 'l take a wing; " Fgther ’11 take the wishbone, with des a slice of breast, An’ as I'm quite hungry I think I'll eat the rest. Don’t T wish that Rosefelt, the pres’dent, was my pa; - Nen I'd shoot ‘some elfunts 'wav down in Africkah!

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