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A leading democrat of the east
says "we must continue to hope,'
and the Inter Ocean pertly remarks
that is about all there is in sight
A Bihti is now before the Georgia
legislature making usury a felony
when over eighteen per cent per
annum is charged. This would in
dicate that they have money sharks
in Georgia as well as elsewhere.
It is an ill wind that blows no
"body frbod. The partial failure of
the wheat crop in Russia and the
Argentine Republic is certain to
cause at least a slight -advance in
the price of that cereal in this coun
try. The price can advance several
points and still be too low
for the
small farmer to produce it
at a
profit. .
During the past fourjnonths over
' 15,000,000 bushels of corn have been
.shipped across the Atlantic, which
-is evidence that the long sought for
.foreign market for our corn is being
opened. The demand forAmerican
corn will undoubtedly increase
rapidly from this time forward, and
"will tend to advance the price of
?that grain in the "home market.
The output of gold in Alaska for
the current year is estimated at
three million dollars', and the
amount produced will increase each
year as the new fields are developed.
" Alaska cost the. United States
$7,200,000 and it has proven the
best investment this country ever
made. It is not to be wondered
that John Buil is anxious tor a slice
of that territory; but he will not
get it
Custer county populists. The
friends of Hiatt, who seem to be
the' controlling influence in 'pop
politics in this county, have already
decreed that W. If, Green will be
nominated to succeed Kem, and the
governor will be none to soon if he
starts his boom at once to conter
actthe Green movement. Broken
Bo w Republican.
In these days of cheap metropol
itan newspapers, almost every
laboring man can afford to have his
daily.- The Chicago Inter Ocean,
one of the largest and best republi
can newspapers in the United
States is now furnished to sub
scribers outside of the city for four
dollars per year without the Sunday
edition, or six dollars with the Sun
- day. " The latter edition frequently
' comprises forty pages, and the
matter ; contained therein is ably"
edited. v
The Hew York Sun does not ap
prove of congressman David Mer-
" cer's plan tor another military
school in this country, to be located
at Omaha. It says: "The pro
posal of congressman Mercer of Ne
braska to introduce a bill for the
establishment of a second military
academy out west seems hardly to
be basedvon a crying need. West
Point is already turning -out quite
- enough graduates for all vacancies
in the army and tlierS" 'are not
enough left now for the enlisted
men who have passed examinations
for commissions. Why a; second
academy should be established at
old Fort Omaha, in . Nebraska, is
not clear. If any increase of accom
modations were needed, they could
better be made at West Point.
Kentucky and Maryland have at
-last become aware that it will not
help industry within their borders
to think one way and vote another.
They have spurned the party whose
ruinous policy was telling with such
severity upon their industrial pro
gress. What shall we expect from
Louisiana and other Southern
States where the Free-Trade
legislation of the Democratic party
'has been so prolific of disaster? In
the past two years the . sugar
interests of Louisiana have been
practically destroyed and the iron
industry of Alabama severely para
lyzed Will these states continue
to uphold the party that impov
erishes them? Or will they, in 18,
dfoilow the example, of Kentucky
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CHAPTER IV.
At Port Said meanwhile Aggie was
sitting, on deck with that delightful
young man who came on board at Brin-
disi. He was tall and slight and had a
straw colored mustache. Aggie had al
ways had a sneaking f aucy for straw
color. And besides he was a soldier and
aid-de-camp to the lieutenant governor
of somewhere up country. (Aggie's
Indian geography was as deliriously
vague as an Indian secretary's, and
"somewhere up country" was about as
definite to her as any particular name
of any particular district. She regarded
all India, indeed, as naturally divided
into two main parts tho part where
Phil was stationed and the part where
he wasn't. Further than that she never
tried to go. When people on hoard talk
ed to her glibly of the Punjab, or tho.
Central Provinces, Saharanpur, or3Iu
zaffargarb, she nodded and smiled
benign acquiescence, glossing over her
ignorance with the charm of her man
ner.) Aggie and the handsome young man
got on together admirably. He was a
certain Captain Augu3 Stuart conjec
tured from his name to be of Scotch ex
traction and ho had fallen a victim to
Aggio's-fluffyhair the very first moment-
he ever set eyes on her. , Indeed ho had
talked to her for half an hour on deck
in Brindisi harbor and been desolated to
learn hy.tbat time that she was not
only engaged, but actually going out to
India to get married. Hay, he even re"
fleeted with a. certain bland pleasure at
that early stage of their brief acquaint
ance that there's many a slip 'twixt the
cup and cue Jip and tliat people who
go out to India to get married don't al
ways persevere in their prime intention
when they see their beloved in his In
dian avatar. Had it not been for that
slight hope Captain Stuart would have
avoided talking to Aggie altogether, for
being a Scotchman he was of .coursa-
both prudent and superstitiousxHnd he
felt the very instanthebsgJm to talk to
her that here3ifestwas his undoubted
affinity.
you have ever lain at anchor-in
Brindisi harbor, or ever made a trip
from thence by P. and O. to Port Said,
you will bo well aware that there's
nothing for a sensible man to do with
his time as he skirts the shadowy coast
of Crete but to make love to some fit
and proper person. Now Angus Stuart
was a most sensible man, and though he
had too great a respect for vested inter
ests exactly to make love to another fel
low's afiianced bride on her way out to
Bombay to join her future husband, yet
it must bo caudidly admitted by an im
partial historian that he sailed very close
to the wind indeed in that respect and
made himself remarkably agreeable to
Aggie. She had a chaperon, of cdurse.
No well conducted young woman-eould
trnst herself to the Mediterranean and
tho Indian ocean without the services of
a chaperon, but what's the use of that in
dispensable article in every young lady's
wardrobe, I venture to ask, if it persists
in being seasick and sticking to its berth
the whole way "out from London to
Aden? The consequence was that Aggie
and Captain Stuart were thrown a great
deal together during the course of their
voyage. When Aggie sang to the Penin
sular aud Oriental piano in the big sa
loon, it was Angus Stuart who turned
over the leaves'of her music book. When
Aggie sat on deck and declined lunch
with thanks, for pressing reasons, it was
Angus Stuart who brought her up the
unsugared lemonade and one dry biscuit
which alone appealed to her maritime
appetite. Old-ladies on board remarked
with malicious glee what a pity it was
poor dear Airs. Mackinnon wasn't well
enough to come up and look after her
charge. Old gentlemen observed with a
knowing smile that Miss Oswald was
going out to be married at Bombay, but
they rather imagined she'd mistaken
the bridegroom.
Aggie and Angus Stuart, however,
went on happily unconscious of the un
kind remarks whispered abont them in
confidence in ihe saloon at night when
they two engaged in admiring on deck
the phosphorescence on the waves or the
very singular brilliancy of the tragical
moonlight.
On one such evening, in the Bed sea,
they stood together by the taftrail with
one accord and looked over in unison
into tho deep white water. There was
silence for awhile. Then Stuart spoke
abruptly.
' 1 You haven ' t seen him for five years, ' '
he said meditatively, without anything
special to indicate the personality of tho
him in question. "That's a very long"
time, you know, Miss Oswald. At your
age and his in five years people often
alter wonderfully." (Being himself
just 80, and square built at that, Angus
Stuart affected always to speak to Aggie
in tha character of a grandfather. )
"Oh, I hope not!" Aggie cried fer
vently, with a littlo shudder of alarjn,
for, to say the truth, her new friend had
just voiced the very terror that was per
petually consuming her. "It's only five
years, yon know, aud we were awfully
fond of each other!"
" 'Were,' " Angusv Stuart answered,
with a quiet smile. "Yon say 'were'
yourself. That doesn't quite look as if
you wero desperately in love with him
just atpresent, does it?" And he smiled
at her wisely.
A prudent maiden would have diver t
sd conversation. But Aggie hesitated
and temporized. r
"Well, five years is a very long time,"
she admitted, with a slight sigh, "aud
of course one naturally wouders whether
a person will really strike one now ex
actly as he struck one five whole long
years ago."
"Precisely!" Angus answered and
dfbpped the subject He went on to re
mark on the beauty of the phosphores
cence that sparkled and danced upon the
surface of tho water. They leaned over
to look at it once more together. Lovely
object, phosphorescence on the surface
of the water, especially when you look
over at it, two persons together ! Ik point
of fact, they stopped up looking at it, in
that balmy southern air, till ahaoetr mid
night, and only retired to -their respec
tive berths lust in time for saving the
last end of the lights before they were
ruthlessly put out for the. evening. The
old ladies on. board shook their heads
! next day and observed to one another
with scandalised faces that the sooner
Miss Oswald got safe to Bombay the
ittnrfovher tor.
Highest of all in Leavening Power.- Latest JJ. S. Gov't Report .
CHAPTER Y.
. At Bombay meanwhile Phil Oilman
was eating out his heart with suspense?
Oh, dear, no ! He was having an exceed
ingly pleasant time with Preda Trevel
yan. The one drawback to his pleasure
oh, faithlessness of man ! was tho
thought that his Aggie would so soon
come ont and spoil it all for him.
Preda and he got on admirably" to
gether. To say the truth, she was far
better fitted for him by nature than Ag
gie Oswald. Ho saw it clearly himself
now. There was "ho good denying it.
Aggie and ho had heen thrown together
before they knew their own minds, and,
what was more important still, before
their characters had fully devoloped.
They were not fitted by real tastes and
instincts for one another. Aggie was a
dear little girl, of course, very pretty
and dainty and with lovely fluffy hair,
but was she quite the sort of woman
witlrwhom a man of his type would
care to pass a whole long lifetime?
Wasn't sho better adapted, after all, by
tastes and habits, for a cavalry officer?
Whereas 'JFreda Trevelyan now had a
mind and a soul. She was clever, well
read, sympathetic, quickly perceptive.
Her minriVwent out to his at once by in
stincts She seemed to jump half way to
meet every idea he advanced to her. He
could almost have fallen in love with
that beautiful woman if it were not for
Aggie. But Phil Oilman was an honest-!
man and had plighted his troth to A&ffie
Oswald. He wouldn't tjtirarasi9e"now
no, not for a hrjfiflred : Predas !
Ana yet s -
.AiSoTyeW isn't it better, he asked him
self in his calmer moments, to chance
your mind before marriage than after
it? Isn't it' better to cry off, even atsome
present cost Of pain and humiliation to
the girl, than to tie her for life to a
marnvho can give only part of his heart
to her? Isn't it better to be miserable
once for all in one's life than to be mis
erable always? These questions some
times obtruded themselves painfully
upon Phil's mind, but being an houest
man, why, he waved them aside as
transparent sophisms. Having once
asked Aggie to comeout and marry him,
it would be cruel and wicked and selfish
and unworthy to send her homo again
unwed. Come what might, as things
now stood, hemust do his best to avoid
falling in love with Freda.
But the human heart is a wayward
organ. It refuses to be disciplined by
the brain or the conscience.
There was some excuse, you know,
afjer all,for the apparent fickleness of
these two young people. Their minds
were in both cases filled full beforehand
with the idea of marriage. They had
nourished their souls for five long years
With' What the Scotch philosopher called
"love in the abstract," and now, when
love in tho concrete seemed so near, so
very near, neither had at hand the prop
er person upon whom to expend his or
her affection. Besides, itmaybeunro
m antic and unconventional to confess
the truth, but I believe it is a fact of
human nature that when the feelings
are very much roused, and the proper
person isn't by to make love to, there's
a considerable temptation to transfer tho
love to the first eligible recipient one
happens to fall in with. I've found it so
myself, and I throw myself upon the
mercy of a jury of matrons. And in both
these cases, as it happened, the first
eligible person Phil or Aggie met was
also one more fitted by nature for the
vacant post than the old love could ever
possibly have been. Phil felt uncomfort
ably aware that, though nothing on
earth would induce him to make love to
Preda Trevelyan, still, if he did yield
to that dreadful temptation, he could
have loved her a thousand times better
by far than ever he could have loved
poor fluffy haired Aggie. x And Aggie in
turn felt that, though it would be treason
to think of Angus Stuart when she was
actually on her way out to India to
marry Phil Gilman, still, if things had
gone otherwise, she could have loved
that handsome soldier a thousand times
better than ever she could love poor
philosopher Phil, with his tint and dried
deputy collectorship away somewhere
up country !
They had both one consolation. Per
haps when Aggie turned up, after five
years' development, she would no longer
be the pretty little fluffy haired fairy he
once admired, but. a real live womau
something, don't you know, like Preda
Trevelyan ! Or perhaps when Phil turn
ed up he would no longer bo quite so
sober and grave as of old. Five years of
Indian life might have brightened and
sharpened him up into something re
sembling Angus Stuart !
Not a very cheering frame of mind,
I'm afraid, in which to approach the
most solemn of all human engagements !
The Indus was telegraphed on in the
ordinary course from Port Said, from
Suez, from Aden. The night before she
was due to arrive at Bombay, Ph.il Gil
man and Preda Trevelyan sat long talk
ing together. Freda's face was down
cast She was not glad to think that
must be the last night, or almost the
last night, they would spend together.
Of course no well conducted girl would
ever dream of falling in love with an
other woman's affianced bridegroom,
but human nature is weak, and though
we mayn't quite fall in love under such
special circumstances wo sometimes
can't exactly help producing a very
good imitation of the genuine article.
And Preda Trevelyan certainly liked
Phil Gilman exceedingly. He was so
bright and so clever and so different
from the other men she met at her un
cle's. It was .lovely evening. I've ob
served lovely evenings are peculiarly
dangerous. They sat long and talked
together on the veranda alone. Sir Ed
ward Moulton, most correct of men
chaperons, thought therar could be no
possible harm in Freda's sitting out
with that pleasant yoang Gilman the
very night before the girl he was going
to marry arrived from England. So
the? sat there and talked sad grew
score and morejcoofidebtial, till at last
a iaint tremor showed itself fn Freda's
voice, and even Phil was comeiom of a
feeling m his throat aud a regretful
Bakin
Powder
moisture m ms eye as no saia gooa
night" to her.
He paused and held her hand. "I
could have wished" he began.
Preda started back, half alarmed.
"No, no, Mr. Gilman," she said, an
ticipating his words. "You may feel it,
if you will, but you must not say it "
"Then you knew what I meant !"
Phil cried,, leaning eagerly forward.
Freda's bosom heaved and fell. "How
could I help it?" she asked. "You must
have felt I knew it "
Phil looked at her earnestly. "What
ought I to dor" he asked. "You see how
things stand. I loved her dearly once.
Now-r-yes, I will speak the truth I
love some one else better. No, don't
start away. I want yon to advise me, to
help me, to counsel me. Is it right of
"Then you knew!" Ph il cried.
me, then, knowing and feeling all this,
to. marry her? Can I meet her tomorrow
and pretend I love her as I loved her
five years ago? Ought I not rather to
make a clean breast of it from beginning
to end and explain to her that my heart
is-no longer hers ; that, as tilings stand,
I ought not to marry her? Is it right to
bind, her to me for life when I no longer
know whether or not I can make her
happy? Oh, Miss Trevelyan Freda
do counsel me, advise me!"
The beautiful girl held one hand up
deprecatingly. "You mustn't call me
so," she said jn a very low voice. "It.
is unjust to her and to me, Mr. Gil
man, though perhaps if only" She
broke off suddeuly. "But, indeed," she
went on, after a deep pause, "I think it
would be cruel to her to bring her to
Bombay and then not marry her. You
must do it how, at all hazards. Either
way is bad to marry a woman yon no
longer love, or to .break the heart of a
woman that loves you. But the last is
infinitely worse than the first. You
must go on " with it ndw, whatever it
costs you., It's too late to go back. You
may ruin your,life, but you save your
honor."
"W,ell, but, Freda," Phil cried, with
a very pleading voice, "wouldn't it just
be possible" i
"You mustn't call mo Freda," the
beautiful woman said, with gentle
firmness. "You should never have called
me so. You-must forgef all about me.
Take rue back to my uncle. It is wrong
of us to have stopped- here so long to
gether." Phil stood off a littlo and looked at
her.
"But we can always be friends," he
said very slowly.
Tho woman, in Freda rose up irresist
ibly for a second.
"Yes, wo can always bo friends," she
answered, with a lingering cadence,
then after a short pause, "though, aft
er all, Mr. Gilman, that's poor consola
tion." And the moment she'd said it wom
anly shame overcame her, and she rush
ed back, all blushes, into her uncle's
drawing room.
But'Phil Gilman lay half that live
long night, the night before Aggie was
to arrive in India, thinking over to
himself tho evil turns of fate below and
the curious tricks that fortune sometimes
plays us. Ho knew now that Freda
would have married him had he been
free to marry her. She had as good as
told him so in those few last words, but
come what might he must marry Aggie.
And so those two good young people,
one in Bombay and one on the Indian
ocean, were rightly prepared to make
four lives unhappy that might all have
gone straight, out of puro devotion to
the cause of duty.
It had come down tfdutynow. They
both frankly recognized it. Phil felt he
could never do anything but marry Ag
gie after bringing her out all the way
from England to meet him. Aggie felt
she could never ,do anything but marry
Phil after he had actually paid her
passage money and arranged for her out-
L fit And both were prepared to go to
their martyrdom with the best grace
they could summon up for the sake of
the. other and the purely historical love
they had once felt for another.
CHAPTER VI.
Next day was stormy, and whenit's
stormy at Bombay I can tell you it
really is stormy. The Indus arrived in
due course in the open bay, surf run
ning very high. No surf in the world
like tho surf that beats upon Malabar
point in heavy weather. The passengers
were transferred to the little lighter
boats which take people ashore from the
ocean steamers. To Aggie, who had
never been away from England before,
the whole scene of the landing was pe
culiarly terrifying. The sight of the
black boatmen, naked to the waist, all
clamoring and jabbering in their un
known tongue ;the high surf on which
the little boats danced up and down
like corks; the novelty of the situation;
the painful feeling of parting from her
fellow voyagers, with whom she had
struck up a good many friendships on
the way, and tho horrid sense of being
abandoned to the tender mercies of
strangers in a strange land all these
things conspired to produce on her mind
a terrible sinking of awe and terror.
She looked aroond'her helplessly. Mrs.
Mackinnon, iier chaperon, was tw land
in the same boat, but that fact, I will
frankly confess, gave Aggie far lees coin
fort than ttgr other coagdeiion that
Angus bra art was also "to accompany
them. Women are timorous creatures.
They seed the consolation of the oppo
site sex. Aggie didn't think she could
ever have stepped ifeio that dreadful
boat, all dancing on tho siirf and with
those strange black creatures shouting
and gesticulating, without a man to
take care of her, and if a man. then
Angus Stuart by preference. She wasn't
afraid of him, she said to herself, and
she knew he would protect her against
sea and savages, for as so many savages
Aggie simply envisaged those good un
sophisticated Bombay boatmen.
She hardly knew how she ever tum
bled into that boat, but sho tumbled in
somehow, with Angus Stuart's aid, and
sat cowering m the stern, while the
spray dashed up against the sides in a
surprising manner. In a very few min
utes the boat was full and the boatmen
began to get under weigh for the quay
with strange cries and loud ejaculations.
Aggie had never seen anything so ter
rific m her life, and. though Angus as
Eured her there wasn't the slightest dan
ger I'm afraid I must admit she some
times thought of him as Angus in her
own heart, though she was on her way
out to marry Phil Gilman she couldn't
quite believe him. At .each very big
wave, she crouched nearer and nearer
him.
"Oh, Captain Stuart," she cried at
last, "do please hold my hand 1 I don't
know what I shall ever do. We can't
stop and get out? Oh, I am so frighten
ed!"
The young man tried his best to as
sure her there was no danger, but Aggie
was inconsolable. And indeed the surf
was running very high and dangerous.
Even the native boatmen looked ahead
with evident apprehension. The waves
broke over them once or twice and
drenched them. It.wa.dreadful.to-hav
erossed'theediterranean and the Red
sea in perfect safety and then to be
tossed and bullied like this, well within
sight of Bombay harbor. The nearer
they got to shore tho more appalling, of
course, did tho surf become. It's famous,
that surf. It makes Malabar point itself
almost uninhabitable at certain seasons.
At last Aggie could suffer her alarm no
longer.- Sho shrank back with all a
woman's appealing terror.
"Oh, do put your arm round me, Cap
tain Stuart," she cried in pure feminine
fear. "Whatever shall I do? Iam so
frightened!"
Just at that moment one of tho boat
men missed his hold on the treacherous
water, and of a sudden the lighter slued
round, broadside to the waves, and all
was up with them. Aggie clapped her
hands to her ears. There was a suund of
rushing water, a horrible sense of wet
ness and helplessness and terror, and
next instaut sho was aware of a great
salt flood rushing in at mouth and eyes
and ears and nostrils. She was sinking
to the bottom ! They had capsized tho
boat! She was drowning!
Down, down, down, in that deep
warm water ! Even in the midst of her
terror Aggie was dimly conscious of the
fact that it was warm, not chilly. If
you've got to be drowned, she thought
to herself vaguely as she gasped and
choked, it's better to be drowned in
warm than cold water. Down, down,
down, to very lowest dopths, nud then
slowly, up again ! She7'reachod.the sur
face spluttering. Oh, great heavens,
what wave3, what surf, what largo
mouutains of water! Aggie couldn't
swim, but even if she could no swim
mer, she felt sure, could over live
through those irresistible billows.
Oue of the black boatmen, moro ac
customed to such mishaps, made a des
perate grab at her. Aggie, horrified at
his dusky hands, wriggled aside and
eluded him. She was going down a sec
ond time now. Even with tho water in
her ears and eyes and mouth she re
membered to have read that if you go
down threo times all is up with you
(a foolish superstition, which must only
too often have worked ont its own ful
fillment). She gasped and struggled.
All at once' she thought to herself,
"Oh, if only Captain Stuart could catch
me!" And straightway, upon the
thought, sho felt two stroug arms around
her and was aware that Angus Stuart
had como to her rescue.
What followed she hardly knew. To
say the truth, the art of surf swimming
is much simpler than it looks. If ou
try to breast tho waves or even to go
broadside on to them, all is up with you
at once. You are tossed a helpless corpse
on the beach in front of you. But if you
merely rise on the crest aud let the
wave carry you with it laudward you
find yourself deposited gently ashoro in
an incredibly short space of time. All
you have to do then is to run deftly out of
reach before the forco of the undertow
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SJie forgot everything oh earth.
begins to snck you back again. Angus
Stuart, as it happened, was nn adept m
the art, and almost before Aggie quite
realized what was actually happening he
was standing with her on the sand, well
ont of reach of the waves, and holding
her tight in her dripping clothes to pre
vent her from fainting.
As for Aggie, m that first flush of 307
and relief at her delivery from such ap
palling and impending danger she for
got everything on earth except her sense
of gratitude to her biave deliverer and
clung to him passionately and covered
him with kies.
CHAPTER "VTL
Phil was standing ou 'the shore and
witnessed with some little surprise and
restraint this unrehearsed effect in a liv
ing drama. His own greeting of Aggie
was perhaps a trine less warm than,
might have been expected after five
years' separation. But then, you see, it
might be pleaded in extenuation that
Aggie was wet, most painfully wet,
and that Angus Stuart was quite obvi
ously in poesesfiioQ. Itwas an awkward
moment However, after a short pacae,
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WALL-PAPER, PAINT AND OIL DEPOT.
WINDOW GLSS, VARNISHES, GOLD LEAP, GOLD
PAINTS, BRONZES, ARTISTS' COLORS AND BRUSHES, PIANO AND
FURNITURE POLISHES, PREPARED HOU-E AND BUGGY PAINTS,
K LSOMINE MATERIAL, WINDOW SHADES.
ESTABLISHED JULY 1868. - - - - 310 SPRUCE STREET.
F. J. BROEKER.
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MERCHANT TAILOR.
NORTH : PLATTE : PHARMACY,
. Dr. N. MeC ABE; 'Prop.,
nsrcTH: platte,
"W e aim fco liandle tlie
'Goods, sell tliem at Reasonable
Figiires, and -"Warrant Everything
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Orders from the country and along the line of the Union
Pacific railway respectfully solicited.
JOS. F..FILLION,
Steam and Gas Fitting.
Cesspool and Sewerage a Specialty. Copper and Galvanized Iron Co
nice. Tin and Iron Roofings.
Estimates furnished. Repairing of all kinds rpceive prompt ulifuth t
Locust Street, Between Fifth and Sixth,
Nortn Platte.
FjJEST SAMPLE K00M IN NORTH PLATTE
Having refitted our rooms in the finest of style, the public
is invited to call and see us, insuring courteous treat m?r.t.
"inest Wines, Liquors and Cigars at the Bar
Our billiard hull is supplied with the best make of tables
and competent attendants will supply all your wants
ivEITLTS BLOCK, OPPOSITE iHE UNION PACIFIC DEPOT
lumber and coal yard at Hersheyand
figure on your bills.
W. H. HILL, Manager.
STJ3?3?LIFCS,
-:- MACHINE
Spectacles,
q'J I CARRY THIS BANNER
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Call ihere for all kinds of
Seasonable
Hardware.
PRICES LOW.
Cash Tells.
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' Goods to select from.
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J. E. BUSH, Manager.
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