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LaGRANGK journal
PBINTIHG OFFICE.
r
ALL kind* o( Job Woe* done in the
APPROVED STYLE
1‘aflkiuuK
at prices that defy competition.
k I k I i iii7.
Office of Publication : Opposite to Post Office. Entered at the Postoffice at La Grange as Second-Ceass Matter.
La Orange, Fayette County, Texas, Thursday, May 27,1886.
No.
PROFESSIONAL.
T. LEDBETTKK,
Attorney at Law,
TEXAS.
n4:lr.
LOOK FOR
WENT
TO
-THE
^XEL MIBB8CHHDT.
Lawyer and Land Agent,
LaGrange,
Texas.
FAVORITE SALOON
LA GRANGE, TEXAS.
AUG. E. HOMUTH, Propr.
Land, collections, probate and current busi-
naaa • specialty.
U FHELFB,
Begs leave to inform the public that bis new and spacious building has been complet-
ed and famished throughout with elegant and costly furniture. The bar and its appoint-
ments will be surpassed by few, if any, bars within the T
E
ments will be surpassed by ...
_a I .nJ I anrl A/iant The liquors are bought of Messrs E. H. Chase & Co., of Louisville, Kentucky, the
All0rn6y at Law anu L-dli u eqeill, iargegt distillers in the United States, and every brand is warranted to be pure. The best
' A___V. an J mill kn l,i-.rv* /.nnaianiliF in cfrvnL’
State.
I went to look for roses
When the snow was on the ground,
Alas ! a withered thorn hush
Was all the flowers 1 found.
I thought of Summer blossoms
Alight with dews of morn,
And down sat me weeping
Beside the barren thorn.
Out spoke a gray-haired neighbor,
“O madness ! not to know
The time of living roses
Is not the time of snow.”
Fie on such foolish comfort!
It never dried one tear;
I am weeping for my roses
Because they are not here,
OUTSIDE THE LIMITS.
LaGrange Tex as.
brands of cigars, both imported and domestic will be kept constantly in stock.
Notary Public and Insurance Agent Of- i
See la Masonic building.
A billiard and pool table of the very latest and improved make, are one of the chief
of the eataolisb merit.
t. a BROWN,
H. F. MCXN.
The proprietor hopes by keeping an orderly first class saloon and by treating his pat-
ron* with courtesy to ment a share of public patronage.
Minors, students and habitual drunkards must keep away from the saloon.
ROSES, side street. She looked at the [They have a book in the city, as
sky now clear and blue and stud- yon told me, on which they have
, ded with innumerable stare. “Yon all the names of the great people
! are cruel,’’she says, shaking her i who live in Chicago. They call it
head reproachfully, and as she I ‘directory,’ so if yon conld remeiu-
hears footsteps advancing, she her the uames of some of the doc-
tnrns abruptly and runs. tors and mathmeticians yon used
A young woman, walking just j to know 1 can find out where they
| in front of the terrified child,! live iD that book and tell them all
[ makes a misstep and precipitated j yon have discovered.’’
into a snow drift at the edge ofl “They would not believe it, my
the sidewalk. j Pearl.”
The girl extends her bands to “But, papa, I would explain it
; assist the other to rise. j all to them just as you do to me.
“Than k you, child,” says a pleas- I would tell them that the philos-
iant voice. “Why, you have no [ opby of perpetual motion is plain-
i gloves on ! How cold your bands I ly demonstrated—”
are! A small bunch of icicles, j “Do not speak of it now, my
| Here, run away and buy yourself j child. We will rest for a time. I
a pair of mittens if you have ! was so fearful lest evil should be-
j noue.” and she slips a coin into j fall you wlien^you left me this
the child’s hand, and continues on morning that I worked without
her way. ; ceasing to quiet my anxiety. Later
The little homeless one stops in the ekeniug we will discuss
The Pretty Baby.
WRm
STi
LAWYER’S BRIEFS,
ACCOUNT SALES,
CIRCl
under the lamp-post to examine the latest phase of our intricate worship him, it isn’t right.” •
hoi* Irnnoiim 4 k A 1,1 f J n11>_ IP I Ink L a _ . * ,1 1 _ _• I* T 1 J L _ I •. I) .____
B
BOWN A DUNN,
Attorneys at Law,
LaGranoc,
Texas.
L. W. MOORE, J. T. DUNCAN, P. MKXMCHEIDT.
DUNCAN 4 MKERSCHEIDT.
Attorneys at Law,
LaObanoe,
Texas.
CASH STORE.
JNO. SCHUHMACHER,
“Get out of this, you little vag-
abond, ain’t you ashamed of your-
self to be found loitering in the
streets at this hour of the day 1
Go home now, or I’ll take you to
88ld,a 8tUIdy, S?1-;. her treasure. “A half dollar!’’ | labors, but now when yon have
an o the peace to a thinly-clad : she exclaims, and the weary little had enough to eat yon can move
u!r k I n a ^6 doorwaJ a heart gives a great bound of joy. ■ your chair close to mine and sing
arge office building on La Salle she again runs, and this time her i to me some song like you used to
ut ' . ■ , . . ! speed is checked in a grocery
I wasn’t doing any harm, sir. I 8t0re, where she ilive8t8 all bul 5
only wanted to get warm,’shere cents of the 50 in tea, bread and
torted, crouching back into the | 8Ugar, On regaining the street
doorway as a gust of wind whirled I 8he hails a car and curling herself
the snow into her face. up in the corner on a seat looks
Nice place to get warm ! Come —
“Isu’t he a pretty baby, Johnf
See, just look at him,’’ and holds
up the tiny creature to papa, who
kisses and fondles him lovingly.
“Yes, Kate, he is a pretty baby,
but Tom was a pretty baby, too,
you remember.”
‘,Yes, Tom was a pretty baby
everybody said so,” and sne looks
across the room at a sunny-faced
four-year old, “but Willie is not
like Tom. Willie’s hair is light
and his eyes,’’ looking wistfully
I iuto the baby’s face, “are dark,
and so deep, that when I look in-
to -them I am almost afraid, they
have spcli a far away light, they
seem to see something we can*
not.”
“Ob, nonsense! Don’t think
that. He’ll grow up to be a fine
fellow. But, Kate, I would not
LaGrange.
\
W111 practice in the court* of the 22nd, »nd
adjoining districts.
.LEDBETTER,
Attorney at Law,
-DEALER IN-
Trxad.
J. LANE.
,HELPS ft LANE,
W. a. ROBSON,
R
Attorneys at Law.
di LaObanoe, -
Office in Muonic Building.
Texan.
GROCERIES. HARDWARE.
I.Omm..#.........*.........•.........•...................•...................•.........*
WOOD AND WILLOW-WARE.
Crockery, Lemp’s Keg and Bottle Beer, also Proprietor of
LaGrange Bottling Works and Ice Factory.
VIRG 8. BABB.
JOHN T. HARWELL.
A. 1. R0BENTHAU
OBSON ft ROSENTHAL,
^ Attorneys at Law,
LaG range ....
l mckinnon,
Attorney at Law,
ORoa In Prwixel’s building.
W. HILL,
Texas.
Texas.
Rabb & Harwell,
Lumber “ DealerS
LA GRANGE, - - - TEXAS.
along, I’ll take you where it is
warm enough,” said he, laying his
hand roughly on ner arm.
With a frightened cry she jerk-
ed her arm from his hold, and ran
swiftly away.
“Well I’ll be beat,” he mutters,
and opens the door from which be
has driven the giri, and warms his
hands over the register.
The girl meanwhile continues
to run, occasionally looking back
to see whether she is pursued.
In turning a corner she comes in
forcible contact with a belated
pedestrian. He looks at her in
astonishment as she raises her
eyes to his face and murmurs an
apology. He is evidently of a be-
nevolent turn of mind, as he stops
to inquire inio the cause of her
with wide, waking, thoughtful
eyes on the frozen window oppo-
site.
“This is as far as we go,” an-
nounces the conductor, after a
long, tedious ride, and the little
figure again struggles in the snow,
bugging the small parcels close
to her breast.
Nothing but snow ! Great white
fields of snow, though the city be-
hind and the heavens above are
gleaming with thousands of lights.
Stiller and colder the night
grows, but still that dark dot
moves along through the white,
vast stillness of the night.
The large, dark eyes at length
spy on apparently long-sought for
light all eadr--Sh.§80ou reaches winked and blinked
the strncture froinw~hir.frHNfflaams wise. But when the
and opening the door witboiUa'Trfre^saiilj “This is w
key, she enters and seeks her
way up a dark flight of stairs. The
apparent fright.
“I was only standing in a door __________ ________
^a^Ls*r’ away a lit- great bright eyes of rats peeping
tie from the wind, and they told ( 0ut of their holes do uot frighten
me to leave. That is all, sir.” j her. “Go away you,” she says,
“Have you no home to which j chidingly, as if surprised at their
°L _ _ , , j boldness in confronting her. Rap
res, sir, I have a home, but I ping lightly»dt a door at the head
want to earn some money before 0f the stairs, or more properly
4 go there to night. ” speaking, ladder, she gains ad-
“1 understand/’ he returns mittance.
thoughtfully. “It is really too
bad, too bad. B A come with me.
ilp
Attorney and Collecting Agent,
SAN ANGULO, TEXAS.
Strict attention given to land business.
R. R. A. McKINNKY,
Physician and Surgeon.
LaGrange, Texas.
Office at T. C. Gregory’* Drug 8tore. —
Residence the McClellan — Burns place.
S *-----
£)B. B. a FOSTER,
Physician and Surgeon.
TEXAS.
WALKER, M. D.
an and Surgeon.
dt. w. w. Ltnra.
Having succeeded to the business of Carter ft Harwell the undersighned purpose car-
rying on the same, and will keep a full and complete stock of all kinds of lumber, both
also doors, sash, blinds, pickets, shingles, ftc. All of which will
rates possible.
^DRE»SS£ID
be sold at tbe R^ast
(No. 46. 17. ly!)
ZULS2 & HARWELL.
JOHN B. CARTER.
P. C. CARTER.
JOHN B, CARTER k BRO
Perhaps I can help you.”
They walked rapidly for about
a block, when be pounces abrupt-
ly before a policeman, tramping
his ronuds with much vigor to
keep his blood in circulation in
the frosty air.
. “I met this girl on LaSalle street
uear Washington street. She
Beems to have no place to go. You
had better take her to the police
station for shelter. It is a pity
that she should throw herself
away in the streets. She seems
very young. Here is my card,”
says the good Samaritan.
The policeman looks at the
card, acknowledges the introdne-
“I’ve got something to eat, pa-
pa,” she says cheerfully, holding
her hands to a small stove emit-
ting considerable warmth. ^ -
“Something to eat,” he repeats,
eagerly, and grasps the cold hands
in his own and chaffs them gen-
tly.
“I have been watching for you,
Pearl, and I was fearful that the
winds had dug your grave and the
suow filled it. But you have come
back, my Pearl,” and the white,
long hair of the old matt mingles
with the black locks of the child,
and he kisses her often and ten-
derly, as if they had bad been sep-
arated for a term of years.
“Here, Pearl! see here! I have
DEALERS IN
.. - - . . .perfected my discovery; the se-
tiou of the good, great (m,avordu- cret Gf perpetual motion isonrs!’’
pois) man with: ‘ As long as such aH(j bjg long white fingers pointed
. W. SMITH
ft LUNN,
and Surgeons,
White’s Drug Stor*.
r specialty.
n.1 Cl**- [No. A1. y.
Dr. J. H. Murfht,
AND FLATONIA
s*p Give ns • call.
(No. 48. L y.)
Ion Vulcanite
AH work guaranteed.
Iasi red.
(fail
Dry G-oods,
NOTIONS,
CLOTHING,
BOOTS,
SHOES,
HATS, AND
Sims; m : ; FANCY : | CBQC£B1E$,
LAGRANGE, TEXAS. .
Everything new and fresh from the importers.
We are satisfied we will give yon satisfaction.
TUDEMANN.
Carter,)
-DEALER IN-r-
MERCHANDISE,
gentlemen as you live, sir, we will
be able to dispense charity to
good effect,” and turning his eyes
to where the girl had been stand-
ing, he stares in amazement, and,
muttering an apology to the gen-
tleman, starts in pursuit.
“As I thought; a professional
beggar,” murmurs the man of
good intentions, as he swings him-
self on a passing car.
The policeman soon loses sight
of the girl, and to warm himself
steps into a brilliantly lighted Ba-
loon and imbibes freely of warm
iug liquors, receiving with becom-
ing resignation the commiserat-
ing comments of the customers of
the place at bis unfortunate posi-
tion in that bitterly, cold'weather.
Meanwhile the girl has contin-
ued her course northward and
crossed Wells street bridge. Ex-
hausted, she lingers in the en-
trance to the Northwestern rail-
way depot. As no one seems to
| observe her she ventures iuto the
i waiting-room and warms her blue
j cold fingers, by the register.
A lady in rich attire views her
| distrustfully, and gathered up her
| parcels walks to another part of
the room. The child watches her
| curiously with her large, dark,
sunken eyes and a defiant tear
to a sheet of brown wrapping pa-
per on the table, covered with an-
gles, squares and all manner of
shapes and enrves, which, in their
intricacy, formed no definite out
line of any kind.
'“Yes, papa, we will talk it over
after we have had something to
eat,” and she unclasps his arm
from around her waist and pre-
pares the tea.
“How did yon earn the mon-
ey t” he asks, fondly.
“I did not earn it, papa. A
young lady gave it to me.”
A shadow passed over her face
as she replied, and the bright
keen eyes of the father observed
it. *
“Come here, my Pearl,” h6sayR
gravely, and draws the light on
the table by his side nearer to
him.
She laid the bread she had been
cutting on a cracked plate, which
she placed on a napkin in the cen-
ter of the table, then turned her
face to him.
He took it between hiB hands,
and looked anxiously iuto the
eyes of his child.
“They have been rongb to you,
my Pearl. Come rest vour bead
bu my breast and cry. I see the
tears in yonr heart. My sweet
do when yon were only a child.”
“But I am a child no longer, pa-
pa. I am almost a woman. I will
be 14 years old next week.”
She sits down beside him aud
leans her head on his shoulder.
He strokes her soft hair geDtly
till it looks glossy and smooth.
Her heavy eyelidsqniver as sheen-
| deavors to resist the desire to
< sleep.
“Sleep, sleep my Pearl. Youre-
j quire rest.”
She puts her arm about his
ueck aud kisses him. He draws
] her close to him with one arm,
i and with the other hand raises his
second cup of tea to liis lips.
“My poor, tired Pearl,’’ he mur-
murs, and the lean white fingers
toy restlessly with her black hair.
The stars looked down aud
smiled when they saw the two
asleep. “They are tired,” they
whispered iuto each other, anti
winked and blinked and looked
moon came
“This is wrong. They
nsed to ivatch me nightly aud
ponder on strange things. I must
wake them,’’ and she flashed her
regal splendor full iuto t&£ old
barn upon tbe sleeping man as.d
child. “Let them rest, they are
weary,” said the frost, and he spun
a curtain of rarest design over
the often-patched window-panes.
When the sun saw them iu the
morning still asleep, he thought,
“Not yet at your labors my friends.
I must despoil your home of this
pretty curtain the frost has
wrought across yonr window.”
And the stars, the moon, tbe
frost, and sunlight all did what
they conld for those who Jove
them. But the father and the
child did not stir; and the rats
and mice danced around them,
aud ate of the bread she brought,
and tore bits of his and her hair
away to build them new nest for
their young, ate of their flesh.
And the vermin lived all through
the cruel winter, aud in the spriug
time they scampered over the
fields aud enjoyed the sunlight,
but at evening always returned
to the old barn, at nightfall, aud
wrought new nestsfor theiryonng
of black and white hair and bits
of old cloth, and fed their young
on hnman flesh.
But one day a stray match got
ignited, and burned full many a
nest built of black and white hairs,
soft and warm, likethefiuest silk,
and tbe oid barn for half an hour
was a sight to idle passers-by.
The- fire department was called,
but it was registered as a false
alarm, for tt was an empty barn
that had taken fire just outside
tbe city limits.
Aud the stars, tbe moon, the
frost, and the sunlight have look-
ed upon a few white scattered
bones, and the heavens have wept
upon them ; and as they crumble
to dust the earth absorbs them.
And the stars, the moon, the frost,
and snu still gazes on stiange
ambitions, Btrange misfortunes,
strange sad endings.
SI
; .*-»** - '
r Goods, Groceries, Clothing, Boots, Shoes,
Uine of
nnents
US'
pisffe- ~ *
rolls down the thin, sallow cheeks, flower, I have leant on yon till
With a swift, nervons movement j the slender stem is ready to break,
she wipes it away with a.handful j But I may yet be able to use my
of her dark hair, which bangs in | limbs. So cheer up. my precious
tangled masses over her back and | Pearl. But let us drink the tea.
shoulders, giving her a strange,
uncanny appearance.
A small, silk purse lyinjjK the
floor eatches her eyes, « the
gleam of the gold and silvff with-
in is tempting. She pickes if up,
and, walks to the lady, who had
evidently dropped it when she
changed her seat at the time the
little vagrant came near the reg-
ister. She looks up at the girl’s
approach and, seeing the purse in she draws the table closer to the j
her bands, arises hastily and —-----hjn|ri--------
it from her.
” she ssys, shortly,
if somewhat ashamed
“Thank yon,” and
Cramming is cruelty. A score
of things well learned are better
than athousand things half known
A few boars’ study a day makes a
boy mentally and healthy; too
mnch study makes him top heavy.
A brain that is made alert by
knowledge is a good thing, but a
brain that is water-logged with
poring over books is a very poor
thing. Children should be made
to study hard in school, but uot a
a lesson should be learned at
home. Emerson once said very
tersely: “We are students of
words, we are sbnt np in schools
“As if I could help it,” says the
pother, reproachiugly, prosing
the slight form closer aud looking
iuto the dark eyes yearningly.
A month passed away, and ods
day they stand beside a small
casket, witbin which the pretty
baby is sleeping. Ah, the moth-
er’s eyes were sharp, and when
friends said, “what beautiful eyes
he has,” she saw the far away look
and knew it as the light that nev-
er was on laud or sea.
“Oh, John, John!” she moaned,
“I knew he wans’t long for this
world, I could see it in his eyes.
Oh, my pretty baby!’’
“Yes, dear, you were right,”
says, papa, and there is a quiver
in the firm voice; “if it had pleas-
ed God to have left him with us
we would have cared for him the
best we could, but we must give
him up, for it is His will, and He
knows what is best for ns.”
“Yes, I know it,” and she stoops
and cuts a tiny wisp of hair from
the baby’s head. “Ob, John, yon
said I worshipped him. I did, oh,
I did, and, God forgive me, I can
not be sorry for it now, he was
such a dear, pretty baby.”
Years pass on. Other babies
are boru; They are all pretty ba-
bies, every one who sees them
says that, bnt none are like the
baby with the far away look. As
ikey grow up they love to gather
around mother’s chair, and she
never tires T&IIicg of the dark-ey-
ed baby who wenf-t«^.Uve with
curiosity they open the Bible to
look at the pictures, aud find be-
tween the leaves a tiny wisp of
hair tied with a white satin ribbon,
they touch it reverently and whis-
per beneath their breath: “The
pretty baby.” „
Years still pa$s on. The children
grow to be sturdy men aud wo-
men, and as the mother watches
them she sometimes thinks, “If
he had lived he would have been
such a beautiful man/’ and then
she smiles and is glad that in Hea
yen there is no time, aud no mat-
ter how the others may change he
is still the pretty baby.
One day they gathered around
her bed, and looking in each oth-
er’s face, mournfully whisper:
“She is dying.”
She stretches her thin hand to-
ward the table on which tbe old
Bible rests, and they say:
“The baby’s hair.”
They place it iu her hand. She
kissed it tenderly aud a bright
light comes iuto the dim old eyes,
and they say:
“What does she seef”
She smiles and whispers: “The
pretty.’’
with childish- near him until the ti
They jilace theswisp of hair on
her breast and fold the wrinkled
bands upon it, and tenderly lay
her by the side of the pretty baby.
—Detroit Free Press.
A Fatal Mistake.
Now that an election is ap-
proaching the market price of ral>.
bits’ feet is advancing. The fol-
lowing quotations may be relied
upon. Good ordinary, fifty cents.
Candidates in Arkansaw who. ig-
nore the rabbit foot find election
difficult if not impossible. A gen
tleman named John McKennon
announced himself as a candidate
for congress. The next day an
old negro called on him and offer-
ed to sell him the finest specimen
of rabbit foot that bad ever been
seen in that part of the country.
Tbe distinguished gentlemau said:
“Take that thing away froaf
“What!” the negro, in astonish-
ment, exclaimed, “don’t yer want
itt”
“Of course not. I don’t belie
in such foolishness.”
FIXING a:
In the first place, he'
years old, baldheaded,'!
to have been ashamed ofl
Iu the next, he prot
wife and four or five chi
Cleveland, and he had no 1
running after strauge
railway train.
There a ere about ti
sengers iD each, and oft
five were females. The
laid over all th*e rest - for \
good looks aud a far away
her eyes, bad a seat all aloi
she seemed disposed tOi|
dime novel.
This old baldhead, tl
masher in hnman form, on \
wrinkled forehead the
fond wife could yet be
sixty ceutB on a dollar, j
eyes on that girl at an
and the conductor had
made his rounds before
ed up tbe islaaud plump
beside her. She betras
prise and maidenly mode
deed, she looked too
sweet for anything.
The old masher began tc
making himself fully at hoi
after a little the girl
enjoy his company. The
ns did pity her from tbe
of our hearts. So young I
sophisticated! So ready tl
to the net being spread for 1
the old gravel-roofed hj
It might have been half
after he sat down when <
the back of neck flush t<
red, succeeded by a pale
would have put roller fie
back alongside of tar.
fonnd a carpet tack f
tion of tbe cars make hi
Then we saw her
bead to emphasize her w«
pretty soon tbe old i
out his wallet and 901
and put the bills into
This was no sooner aceomp
than he bobbed up, retui
his original seat, and sat do
with a “D-it!” which w»
heard all over the car.
The girl counted the
twice over; nodded her
she finished, and the
down behind the lace
throat.
Old baldhead! But
madf He snorted an<
and scraped, and
ed Dayton and pad-eye
off. Then he spouted.
“Dorn my buttons 1
were tatiring away as sw
ger when she suddenly 1
“ ‘Mister,'i\want flf
“ ‘Not of well
“•You bet!’
“ “Cause why T’
“ ‘’Cause if you dooM ]
up here aud scream out
iusulted me! The men
car will not only punch
bald head until it
the next six months,
name will get iuto tbe^
your dear wife hold
party over yonr re«
down !’
“She had me. "jfl
Every listener
was telling the solemn 1
every man gasped
“By the great hoi
Gray Hairs.
Many persons
gray hairs while
their twenties, and i
their teens. This i
means argue a pi (
of the constitution!,;
ly local phenomenot*
exist with unusual 1
The celebrated author
er, George Barrow, ti
gray before be was
was an extraordinary
and athlete at ifeg
Many feeble
era who have
both mentally
not blanch a f
die life;
signable cause,
ry coloring:
about forty years i
Race has a
The traveler,
that in the
in South
bald
gray hatre
I turn more \
Yet we know i
blood i
who is ■
n UlUD^ WET- ttl C DJJUb U J7 IU OvliUUlQ IU OtlvU lUwliBUUODO.
It smells good after we have had aud colleges and recitation rooms “Ali right, sah,” said the nsg
nbtbiog bnt warm water for days for ten or fifteen years, and come |as heaj»de a profound bow.
aud days.’ i out at last with a bag of wind, a i right, but lemme tell yerWhat’e
“Hand me my medicine cbest, j memory of words and do not know ! cr feck. 8nthin’ bad ia gwine ‘
my Pearl. We mast both take a thing.’’ Our present methods happen ter yer.”
some medifeine to make ns stron- i are defective, bnt we shall apply
ger and cheer our spirits.” I better ones by and by. The sys-
She smiles through her tears, tern of the future will have this
and places a small paper box be- fact iu it and all through it—that
side him on the table. a boy is an out of door animal.
Brushing his hair from his face, i
>e draws the table closer to the) Mr. Adolph Meyer, of Middle-
stove, moves his chair nearer the i town, this county, was down Tues-
table, and seating herself, pours day, and remembered the Guard
out the tea.
“It tastes good,
it dainty to
esa
papa,'7 she says
to her ‘
iu a substantial manner. We learn
_ from him that Edward and Julius
lips, and Meyer, batchers ot that neighbor-
t as if to hood, killed a four or five year
The old negro was right. A few
weeks later it was proved that
McKennon had atteni|
the support of tbe
association of fanners,
bit foot carried by tbe
the Wheelers, protected tbe
mers. McKeuuou made a
mistake.
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Edmondson, P. E. The La Grange Journal. (La Grange, Tex.), Vol. 7, No. 22, Ed. 1 Thursday, May 27, 1886, newspaper, May 27, 1886; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth1113415/m1/1/?q=a+message+about+food+from+the+president: accessed July 17, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Fayette Public Library, Museum and Archives.