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BACKACHE mages the young feci -H, ?M tee old feel fcatlife is not wortfx t&e living. It's a dan ger signal of Kidney Disease the. unerring evidence of -weak, inactive and sore Kidneys. Aay person cured o Kidney weakness will 4eHyoa that wnea the fytr cr?srf to -ac all troofcks ended. Neither liniments, nor pfa strrsy nor electricity can cure it. The seat ef the trouble is not in the skin, flcrft or muscles, its UK K&6JS. It can be CURED "Hobbs Sparatnis Kidney Pills relieved 7 wife of a great pain in her backhand alleviated a Bevere trouble in Jicr kidneys." Pateick llraaAY, 1339 2. 17th SU, Omaha, Xeb. I an plad to say that Dr. Hobbs Sparagns ?idney Pills have had a satisfactory effect in ay case. They have dene all that I could ex pect and "what yon claim they do. They cured cxe of a terrible backache which I had for several months, and after I had used two boxes iTcasvell.". August Steyaejtx, Cedar Sapids, Neb. SPARA Viflnnii B;ilr FOR SALE Br A. P. STREITZ. PREPOSTEKOUS. "Where's Xedwaui?" some one asked the foreman, one Augnst night when the boys were gathered around the sap per table after a hard day in the brand ing pens. "Sent him over to the river with the horses for Mack. " replied the foreman. "He won't be back for four days. " "Oh, a picnic," said the first speaker. "Not quite. It's a long stretch with out water. " "Beats branding calves. "' insisted the other "Yes, if you're built that way." Ten miles or so from the ranch the circling buzzards looked down upon a prostrate man. When the sun set, a cool ..breeze sprang up, and the man stirred and groaned. He lay upon an elevated mesa, far from any house or tree or watercourse Here and there a stunted soap -weed showed above the level of the plain. A mile to the eastward a band of horses were quietly grazing, .and a keen eye might have detected that one was saddled. The crisp buffalo grass about the man was crushed down nnd j broken off- Twenty feet away a dog hole showed a fresh hoof mark, and in the earth beside the man was a broad mark made by the cantle of the saddle as the horse rolled over. It was nearly dark, and the stars -were shining when the man finally ;opened his eyes intelligently. "Boys, give me a drink," he said. "Water 1 water!" he repeated. Low in the north fitful lightnings "fplayed-about a pillar of cloud. If the cloud drifted this way, he might get water; if not, he would go dry. Cer tainly no man's hand would minister to him that night Soon he realized the situation "1 was stunned my teg is broken," said he "I'll lie here ur.ril I rot before they will find me. O Gcd, water!" The cloud drew nearer, grew larger and put out the stars. As it slid down from the mountain and advanced across the plain, rumbling thnnd?r gave prom ise of imminent rain. Painfully the man e tripped off his coat and spread it beside him to catch the water His hat had fallen and lay several feet beyond his reach. Quickly the cloud spread overhead. Following a jarring roll of timmlcr, a few big drops fell one on the face of the thirsty man. And that was all. A brisk west wind wiped the sky clean in a moment, while the man yet waited expectant The stars shone oat bright and cold. The man shi vered and cursed and drew the coat about him. Toward morning he slept and dream ed he heard the foreman's cheery sum mons, "Roll out, fellows," but when he sat up suddenly a twinge in his leg brought him back to facts thirst, day light, -helplessness. He .had been awak ened by the chattering of the little mar mot into whose hole the horse had stumbled, now come forth to view the damage done his home The man drew his. pistol and fired twice at the prairie dog. "Hissed at 20 feet," he muttered, ly ing down again. " I 11 never tell that. " All night he had lain upon his back. Now, very slowly and with both hands clasping the injured leg, which ws bro ken below the knee, he turned upon his face and reached out toward the hat. It was still several feet beyond him "I've got to get out of this," was his thought, "and it's going to hurt like hell. I'd better begin by going after my hat. " And he went It required time and fortitude to crawl ten feet ou hands and knees, dragging the broken leg, but it was done at last He reached the hat and lay down to take account of himself and bis chances. "Ten feet in an hour is 240 in a day. 1 would get to the ranch in about six months at that rate, if 1 could keep it up day and night. I've got to stay right hero until the buzzards get iiid If I had water, I wouldu t care if the devil got ma If I ever get water, Ire got to get it today By tomorrow I'll be too stiff and too silly I know" sitting up and looking around "there's no water on this fiat, for there isn't a hoof of stock in sight. Over toward the moun tain there are water holes every spring, but they have been dry since June By God," he said aloud, "that cloud last night emptied out somewhere before it got to me and those holes may be full of water now and only three miles away 1 could crawl three miles if I knew there was a drink at the finish but they may be dry Then I 11 be three miles farther from the creek, and three miles farther off the trail when tho boys come out to look me cp I suppose they will look me up in about a week when Mack comes over to see why the horses have not been sent I'm get ting silly already My head throbs so, and my leg too- If I can get started once, I'll know enough to keep a -going, but how to decide I'll leave it to chance." He placed his broad bat on the ami ofhisqturt held upright, balanced i carefully and gave it a twirL "Now, if that ride with the bullet hole stops toward the south, I'll crawl toward home, and if it turns to tho mountains, I will hunt the water holes. Hold on!" stopping the revolving hat aad closing his eyes, he said in a very low voice: "O Lord, I don't know as one cowpuncher is much object to you, yon got so manr, but I never did much BUS airfc only to Billy, and he was so mean himself, it served him right. If you will help me out of this scrape and make the hat stop at the Tight place, I'll never forget it. Amen." Very earnestly then he balanced tho hat and set it turning. After several revolutions it came to a stop, with thti hole toward the mountains. "The water holes it is, then," said he, and carefully noting the direction indicated, "That's rather more to the left than 1 would choose, but if you say so it goes. " Without delay, but without haste, he made his preparations for a great effort. . Before deciding on a course he had whimpered a little The shock and paiu had unnerved him. There was now no more of that. He had a purpose and meant to execute it. With bandages made from portions of his "clothing he bound up the leg to give it some sup port He set his teeth down hard in a strip of leather cut from his shoe Then fixing his eyes upon a landmark in the distance, which should remain in view as he moved over the plain, he "pulled his freight." It would fatigue you to follow this man's trail as foot by foot and. hour aft er hour he painfully progressed toward the water holes, tortured with thirst, beset by doubt whether, he should not find them dry. Upon the desert a man, for lack of water, may perish in a few hours. In the cattle country they can and do live and suffer for davs without it This man did. He was only a com mon $40 a month man!' If he did not get through, another would take his sad dle and his bunk. To the company it mattered not at all whether the name on xhe pay roll was John Doe or Rich ard Roe He had lived meanly, not al ways temperately. But he had a trait common to cowboys, a splendid Ameri can grit, and he got through On the third day he dragged himself to the first of the water holes. It contained a small amount of brackish and muddy water Beside it grew a stunted willow bush. Beneath the bush lay a sleeping calf Here were all the elements necessary tc insure his safety. The man does not remember whether he first shot the calf or first slaked his thirst, or when the idea occurred to him of the perambulatory.splints. But by the time he had eaten his second meal of veal, which followed very close ly on the first, his plan was complete He thinks he devoted about 24 hours to refreshments. During that time he kept tho leg in wet bandages, greatly reduc ing tho swelling It was a work of time to cut down the low branched willow with his jack knife and to fashion a cane from the stoutest portion. From smaller branches he made a number of splints, and these he bound about the broken leg by raw bide thongs cut from the calfskin and well soaked in the pooL The contrac tion of the rawhide in drying made a very strong and rigid support, extend ing from the foot to the knee, and upon this, with the help of the cane, he would walk. It was not springing. It was slow and painful motion, but by contrast with the three miles achieved in three days on hands and knees it seemed both rapid and easy. He covered the distance to the ranch in one day and night, coming in just when the foreman was calling, "Roll out." The first thing he asked after the boys had put him in bed and cut off the rawhide was for somebody to shave him. He had a hard enough time for sev eral weeks, but the doctor did not am putate the leg as he at first threatened to do We never convinced this saw bones, though we showed him the raw hide splint, of the fact that the man walked 1 1 miles on a broken leg. "Humbug," said he "No such case on record. The thing is preposterous. " G B Dunham in San Francisco Ar- The Millionaire and His Clerk. Girard, the infidel millionaire ol Philadelphia, one Saturday ordered all his clerks to come on the morrow to his wharf and help unload a newly arrived ship. One young man replied quietly: J 'Mr Girard, I can't work cn Sun days." "You know our rules." "Yes. I know. I have a mother to support, but I can't work on Sundays. " "Well, step up to the desk and the cashier will settle with you. " For three weeks the young man could find no work, but one day a bankei came to Girard to ask if he ctfald rec ommend a man for a cashier in a new bank. This discharged young man was at ouce-uamed as a suitable person. "But," said the banker, "you dis missed him. " " Yes, because he would not work on Sundays. A man who would lose his place for conscience's sake would make a trustworthy cashier. " And he was ap pointed. Ram's Horn. Gloves. Brilliant colors in gloves are prom ised. There have been rumors of a gay ness in color and workmanship in gloves for some time. It is very doubtful, however, if any especial brilliance in handwear becomes general People in the long run have too good taste to in dulge in anything so unpleasantly con spicuous, al though taste is often strange ly warped by fashion But there are symptoms of color in gloves which are still in good taste Four button, white dressed kid gloves show in the stitching in the back delicate blue pink, green and brown, and in some cases the bind ing around the wrist is of the same col or This is not unpleasant, although a glove with broad, heavy, white silk stitching has more character. Walking gloves in dark plum color and green are pretty, with suits of corresponding col ors. New York Times. ODE FROM HAFIZ. Lore from my heart awoke to light. Thine vms tho deed, oh, love, my lotel Vision of hope to wasting -wight, Thine was the deed. oh. love, my lore! Sweet Is tho day in glory dight. Day unto day more passinjr aright. Sweet Is the day, yet sweeter night. Thine is the deed. oh. lore, my love! Yesterday mom when dawn was white Entered my soul's desire to plight Promise of love and love's delight. Thine was the deed, oh. love, my love! Yield me a kiss," cried 1, "forthrightl Silver and gold thy kiss requite." Oh, the sweet hps. the smile of might 1 Thine was the deed. oh. love, my love! Now. laefcaday, the doleful plight! Silver and gold have taken flight. Treason is wrought in love's despite. Thine is the deed. oh. love, my love! EaSx hath lost, hath lost the fight. Tears of his heart's blood blind his sight. Eafiz is fallen. O'er him write, "Thine is the deed. oh. love, my love!'' Walter Leaf in Hew York Tribune. BESIDE THE BAY. A woman by a cottage door, Noting the sunset's golden hue, Said quaintly to a summer guest. "Oh. look! tho lights almost shiae through!" Then told the tale I tell to you. The winds blew here, the winds blew there, In eery clime beneath the sun. We dreamed they would some Lap py day Bring tidings of our wandering one. White ships came in from every sea Thafheats between the frozen poles. We watched, them hearing up the bay Their freights of home returning souls. A loving fancy came to me, Staid with me, would not go away. That some time I should hear his voice Blown landward from the foaming bay. One March day, when the tides were out, ily man and I sat in the sun. An iris blossomed by the step. Twas planted by our wandering one. The neighbors slur the "fond conceit," But we both heard these words that day: "Best comes not to the watching heart. Abide in peace and hope and pray. "The sea is God's. All seas are one. So sit you here beside "the bay nH think these cradling waves perchanco Are love's own hands that show the way Between you and your lost today." Since that springtime sweet peace is ours. We rest and pray and calmly wait. Our wandering boy seems nearjus now. Tho sea line is the heavenly gate. -Annie A. Preston in Youth's Companion. A LITTLE PEOBLEJI. Kr. Richard Beechley' told himself that he was a happy man. His friends congratulated him on his happiness. He had good health and a reasonably good education. He could play golf quite well He could not play cards and had no wish to drink. He was going to make a name at the bar, but he could afford to wait for it in comfort, having 3,000 a year. And he was engaged to a very pretty girl. He told himself that he was a very happy man one "morning as he ate his breakfast : he repeated the assertion with what would have been (had he spoken aloud) a note of great determination. Although he was alone in his chambers, he was very neatly dressed. His tea was poured out, he was rather thirsty, bnt he made a point of eating before he drank. Meantime he read his letters; those from his rela tives began "Dear Bichard,1' and con gratulated him gravely; those from his men friends began "Dear Beechley;" not one called him "Dear Dick." A letter from the very pretty girl began "Dear Richard," and announced that she had prepared a surprise party for him that afternoon. He was to expect her at 4. He put the letter back in its envelope and made a note in pencil on the outside. Then he turned to the lead ing article in The Standard. When he had finished his breakfast, he made a pencil mark in the article to show the place he had reached, and went to his writing table. There he wrote out a telegram. 'It was addressed to Miss O'Donnell, 120 Egerton Gardens, S. W., and ran: Don't come without a chaperon. Beechixv. He sent his man with it to the tele graph office, and resumed The Standard. I am sorry to say that 120 Egerton Gardens presented a somewhat painful contrast to the decorous establishment of Mr. Bichard Beechley. Elsa O'Don nell, in a dressing gown and with her hair down her back, was belaboring with a pillow her brother Tom, who lay in bed and cried from time to time, "Stop, you little devil, stop!" while a vigorous knocking on the ceiling in timated that the noise disturbed the re pose it was half past 9 of somebody overhead. "Say you'll come with me to Rich ard's." "Keep your beastly prig to yourself." Elsa stopped abruptly, dropped the pillow and turned away. She was of the fair type of Irish girl, with pale gold hair, and pale blue eyes, and a pale, beautiful skin, small and slender and upright. As she moved to the door Tom sat up in lied a brown faced, pleasant fellow, with a tumbled, curly head and called out eagerly: "Hello, Elsa! I bfg your pardon. I didn't mean to offend you. " She showed him a grave and slightly tremulous face. "All right, Tom. Only I wish you'd understand that I care about Richard and can't bear to hear him abused." "I'm very sorry. It was beastly rude of me. Only one can't help seeing if there's a weak point in a chap, even if one's sister's going to marry him. I'm Eure Beechley's a very good chap, but he is a bit reserved and and that sort of thing, isn't he? That's really all I meant. I'll come this afternoon .all right." "No, no, Tom. It doesn't matter. I dare say the mater will come." There was a knock at the door and a housemaid's voice, "A telegram far you, miss." Elsa took it and looked at it for a longer time than the residing needed. "Nothing wrong, Elsa:" "2s o, only Richard can't be in this afternoon." She went out of the room, and Tom muttered, "Damn the fellow!" as he settled his head on the pillow. Ten minutes later a telegram was sent from Egerton Gardens: Am not coming. Elsa. The same day, at 4 o'clock, Richard Beechley went to Egerton Gardens, "I was afraid vou'd be out." 'Oh, no." " But you wired you couldn't come" 'I thought I'd remove all apprehen sion about the chaperon." '"Why, you know yon said once you were going to look me np alone, and I was afraid you know, people don't un derstand" "You needn't explain. I quite under stood. Only your fear was groundless." "I'm very sorrv if I offended vou" "Not at all." " And then Tom came in and greeted Beechley with a somewhat measured politeness, and presently cams in Elsa '5 father and mother and her younger sis ter Elate. Mr. Beechlev discoursed on the bar as a profession and by and by took j his leave. Tom Eaw him out of the house, and as he returned up the stairs met his father. "Jolly fellow, isn't he?" said Tom. "Don't talk tome about him," said Mr. O'DcnnelL Outside the drawing room door Kate appeared. She put her finger on her lip and made the most hideous grimace of disgust which her pretty face could ( achieve. j Meanwhile Elsa and her mother were algae. "ETsa, my darling, are you really happy?" Elsa averted her face. "Mother, I do love him, hut but I -wish he were more like more like Tom or father." Mrs. O'Donnell gave a little sigh. "It's not the jolly,, witty men who al ways make the best husbands," she said. "If you really love him, you won't mind his being serious; butmake sure of yourself, my darling, that's all. Elsa did not reply. "Elsa, you don't really mean it? What reason have you? You give no reason' ' ""What's the good of arguing about hit? It's not a question of argument. I feel I can't marry you that is enough. I beg your pardon with all my heart far for disappointing you. But what is the good? We could never be happy together." "Why not? said Bichard Beechley. "I'm not your sort, Richard. I know I worry you dreadfully. I'm irresponsi ble, I suppose, and foolish, and you're you're serious. "We should never get on together." Bichard Beechley hie his lip and took a turn up and down the room. Then he spoke with an effort: "Give it a longer trial," he said. "You're right in a way. I can't help being serious, as you call it I can un derstand I seem heavy to you" "Oh, don't, don't! I hate to hear you run yourself down. " "I'm not running myself down," said he stoutly. "I'd rather be as I am. I don't understand men like your brother. I don't see what their aim in life is. But, of course, you expect a lot of so cial tricks I haven't got. I'm sorry, but you must remember I've not been brought up in the sort of atmosphere you have. My people are so different. Elsa," he said suddenly, "we cared for one another. Don't give it np for such a little reason as that." Elsa burst into tears. He leaned over her and tried to comfort her after his fashion. She let him kiss her passively. After awhile she spoke. "Forget what I said, Richard. I will try. " Tom O'Donnell, hearing the hall door shut, strolled up to the drawing room. "You've been crying, Elsa," he said involuntarily. "It's nothing," she said and went from the room. Tom kicked over a chair, and, hap pening later in the day to pass Bichard Beechley in the street, gave him the slightest possible nod. r. The marriage was, of course, broken off. The conversation last reported took place again, twice, thrice, and then without the reconciliation, and the O'Donnell family were bright faced once more. But the point on which perhaps it would be interesting to bo assured is if they who loved Elsa were justified. One may wonder if he should he sorry or glad. A stolid, unimaginative husband and a light headed but simple hearted wife have been happy before now. In this case each went back to his kind. Beechley, if he marries now, will mar ry, I think, for convenience alone. He is suspicious, and he is not amorous. He has thrown himself heavily into his work and is very busy indeed. The man to whom Elsa O'Donnell is now engaged is very popular with her father and her brother Tom. Elsa and he seem to be very fond of each other. They laugh together a good deal ; they chaff each other wittily and have num berless secret jofces. On the other hand such is the occasional balance of life he is inclined to drink rather too much and is certain to go through the bankruptcy court sooner or later. It is a small problem, this of the ac tual state and the foregone possibilities of Elsa O'Donnell, but I should rather like it to be solved. Chapman's Mag azine. . Taking TolL There is a little girl named Nellie living in Alleghany, says the Pittsburg Chronicle-Telegraph, who has aston ished the neighborhood by a cute little trick which was so bright that even her parents had to laugh, and she escaped even a scolding. A grocer in the neigh borhood had sent out a message to his customers that he waSin need of money. Tho little girl's mother thought her bill was about $5 and gave Nellie a 5 bill to give the grocer and told her to bring back some sugar. "Can I have a penny?" asked Nellie. "Oh, yes. If there is one left you can have it," her mother replied. Nellie went to the store and brought back the sugar. A few days later the grocer sent his bill, and it contained an acknowledgment of "cash received, 84.99." The lady had paid no such sum and asked for an explanation. The gro cer said, "That's what Nellie brought." The little girl was called in to ex plain. She said, "You said I could have a penny, and I went to the drug stare and had the $5 bill changed and gave him the rest." She Wasn't Guessing. "Can I occupy half this seat?" asked the western drummer after he had suc ceeded in pushing his way into the crowded car. "I don't know, sir," said the Boston girl, "but if you intended to ask my permission to try it I beg to inform you that you may do so. " Cleveland Lead er. Ela Authority. Daniel Webster's oratory was not al ways of the ponderous order. Occasion ally he would introduce a bit of humor very effectively, an instance of which The Green Bag gives as follows: Daniel Webster when in full practice was employed to defend the will of Roger Perkins of Hopkinton. A physi cian made affidavit that the testator was struck with death when he signed the wilL Webster subjected his testimony to a most thorough examination, show ing by quoting medical authorities that doctors disagree as to the precise mo ment when a dying man is struck with death, some affirming that it is at the commencement of the disease, others at j its climax and others still affirm that we begin to die as soon as we are born. "I should like to know," said the op posing counsel, "What doctor mninminc that theory?" "Dr. Watts." said Mr. Webster, with great dignity. "The moment we begin to live we all begin to die. " Might nave Dose Worse. "It was brutal of Nero to fiddle while Rome was burning. " M:dcn't know about that. Suppose he had played alt accordion?" Chicago Lecord. Look Out For Gaier ! Few people are bom entirely free from blood, taint. This is often very slight or remote, and sometimes may not develop at all in one generation, but breaks out in a serious disease later. Cancer, the most dreadful of all dis eases, is often the result of some blood taint inherited from generations back. It often appears as a. mere mole or in--signfficant pimple, which later develops into an alarmirig condition. No one knows hat that be may be subject to an inherited impurity in the blood, nor can he tell whether or not this may some day crop out in the form of destructive , cancer. It is, therefore, important that any little sore cr .scratch, which does not readily heal, be given prompt alten- tion, cr a serious condition may result. Mr. Robert SmcdJcy, of Ocala, Fla., was the victim of a malignant cancer, witich first appeared in the manner above described. He writes : Ar first I paid no attention to the little blotches on my face, thinking they . would soon pass awsy. Before long,s! nowever, they beccme sore, and soon began to enlarge. I applied ordinary local remedies, but they had no effect, and I then consulted a physician. When he told me I "had cancer, I became alarmed and hastened to obtain treat ment "for I knew how dangerous cancer was. "I received the best medical atten tion, but the cancer continued to grow worse until the physicians finally said that I would have to have an operation performed, as that was the only hope for me. This I re fused to submit to, as I knew cancer was a blood disease, and my common sense told me that it was folly to expect an operation to cure a blood disease. "Knowing S. S. S. to be a good blood remedy I decided to try it, and the first bottle produced an improvement. I continued the medicine, and in four months the last scab dropped off. Ten years have elapsed, and not a sign ol the disease ha;J returned." The alarming increase in the number of deaths which occur as the result of a surgical operation is attracting general attention, and a strong sentiment against such methods of treatment is fast de veloping among the most intelligent classes. It seems that in almo?t every case where the doctors' treatment is unsuccessful, the learned physicians de cide at once hat an operation must be performed, and the keen blade of the surgeon is recklessly resorted to. The many Caustic plasters which are applied to remove cancers are more pain ful than death, and the danger of a sur gical operation is as great as the disease itself. No plaster or surgical oper ation can cure cancer, because it is a blood disease ; the destructive cancer cells are in the blood, and cannot be cut out, or removed by local treatment. As the disease must be forced from the blood, it is only reasonable to rely upon a real blood remedy for a cure, one which goes direct to the cause of the trouble and removes it. S. S. S. (Swift's Specific 1 is the only known cure for cancer and other obsti nate and deep-seated blood diseases such as Scrofula, Eczema, Catarrh, Rheuma tism and Contagious Blood Poison. It is Purely Vegetable, and ia the only blood remedy guaran teed to contain, not a particle of mercuryj potash or other mineral, which means so much to all who know the disastrous effects of these drugs. Books on Cancer and Blood Diseases will be mailed free to all who address Swift Specific Company, Atlanta, Ga. LEGAL NOTICES KOTICe FOR PUBLICATION. Land Office at North Platte. N'eb., ) October 10th, 1S6T. S Notice Is hereby sriven that the foHowiag-Bamed settler has Sled notice of hi intention to make final proof in support of hi claim, and that mid proof will be maae before Kecirter and Beeeiver at North Platte. Neb., on November 27th, viz: CHAKI.ES IL li.llVEK. who made Eom.stead Entry No. llKviT, for the northeat quarter section 31, township !. north ge M ww. He names the foUmnnir witaess to prove his continuous residence upon and cul tivation of said land, viz: Joseph 11. Derbin, ef Weltfleet, Neb., 3obert P. Chase, Calvin K. Piper, of ilayweod, Nei., William C EWer, of North Platte, Neb. , JOHN T. HTNiTAN, 93 fiegister. NOTICE TOP. PUBLICATION. Land Office at North Platte, Neb., ) October lth. 107. Notice is hereto- riven that the folkwiB?-aamed settler has filed notice of his intention to make final proof in sntport of his doim. and that said proof Trill be made before Iierister aad Beeeiver at North Platte, Neb on November 30th, 1SG7, viz: CECIL TC7 ELL. who made Homestead Entry No. VXtJS fnr the southeast quarter of section 3, in toimship 19, north, range 21 west. He names the following witnesses to prove his continaocs residence upon and cultivation .f said land, viz: Jsms H. Jonu. William Joliff. John McConnel and George W. Jtil ler, all of Somerset, Neb. JOHN x. HTNilAN, SOS . Begiater. NOTICE FOR rrBUCATIOX. Land Office at North Platte, Neb., ) October 15th. l6T. f Notice is hereby given that the followintr-canied settler has filed notice of bis intention to make final proof in support of his doim. and that said proof will be mace before Eegister and Receiver at North Platte. Neb., on November 20th, ISK, Tlx: JASTES H. JOLLTFT, who made Homestead Entry No. ltX for the sonthwes; quarter section 2i, to7nhlp 11 north. range 31 west. He names the following witaesse-' to prove his continuous residence upon and culti vation of eald land, via: Cecil Tuell. William Jolliff. John McConnel, George W. Miller, all of Somerset. N'eb. 69-C JOHN P. mNlLAN, Beistr. NOTICE FOB PUBLICATION. Land Office at North Platte, Neb November 13, 1SS7. i Kotice I hereby giTen that Bacha Anderson, has fiU d notice of intention to male final proof before Register and Eeceiver at hi office In North Platte. Neb., on Tue!ay. the 2StS day of December. 1837'. on timber culture applieatioc No. 12351. for the e sw of eectioa No. 2B. in Town. hlp No. 13 N. ltanjre No. 33 TV. She names as; witnesses: Wiley Orane. Joseph Bnreh, Edward "W. Crane, Jacob Eye. of North Platte, Neb. Jqhs p. ITiysi.iv, ResMer. f ' 1 DAVIS, THE HARDWARE MAN, Exclusive pffliiiiiiilk (SEE THE NAME sz And the Celebrated I ACO-M STEEL BADGES. j The only big stove house in Lincoln Hz County. Call and get prices. :3 g" jjT gT Foley Block. 7jjaJ!tJl!jliJtUUiUiUJiliiiUlJliJilJuJiiiiSJliJi4JUJiiJHiainil4u II First National Bank, ji A. F STREITZ, Druggist. DRUGS, MEDICINES, PAINTS OILS. Diamanta C. F. IDDINGS, AND GRAIN Order by telephone from Te-vvton's Book Store. N. McCABE, Proprietor. North Platte Pharmacy. We aim to handle the best grades of goods Sell everything at reasonable prices, and p? warrant all goods to be just as represented. i 1 All Prescriptions Carefully Filled by a Licensed Pharmacist. Orders from the country and along the line of the Union Pacific Railway is respectfully solicited. First door north of First National Bank. FP.AM r.TKT ZFCE.A T" fZETS WALL-PAPER, PAINT AND OIL DEPOT WTvDOW GLSS,YARXISHES, GOLD LEAF, GOLD PAINTS BRONZES, ARTISTS' COLORS AND BRUSHES, PIANO AND FURNITURE POLISHES, PREPARED HOU-E AND BUGGY PAINTS KALSOMLNE MATERIAL, WINDOW SHADES. ESTABLISHED JULY 1S68. .... 310 SPRUCE STREET; FINEST SAMPLE E00M IE WRTR PLATTE Having refitted nor rooms in the finesfe o style, the public is invited to call and see us, insuring courteous treatment. Finest Wines, Liquors and Cigars at the Bar. Our billiard hall is supplied with the oest make of tables and competent attendants will supply all your wants. KEITH'S BLOCK, OPPOSITE a'DE tJNIOK PACIFIC DEPOT ascent for the ON THE LEG.) (Who no one owes.) Painters' Supplies, Window Glass, Machine Oils. Spectacles. J. E. BUSH, Manager. COAL