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CHAPTER L
What tec taid is of no account here.
There was evil in front of us and
much aching of hearts and suffering.
Bnt the throstle sang in the sycamore
tree, and the swallows curved and
twittered all about us, and in the rich
amber light we could see all was fair and
good. Then our eyes would meet and we
thought not of evil, Doris and I. .We
spoke .little, our hearts being-very full
and words mere idleness. Doris looked
out again to the west, leaning her head
against me and taking my hand as it
twined over her shoulder.
We were in the orchard by the old
green wicket, where a month ago, be
fore the blossoms had burst their bulbs,
she had allowed me to tell her an old
tale and had said one word of her own
to give it finish. And as the throstle
sang his love song and the sun sank to
bis bed behind the hills I thought of
then and now, and my head lowered and
Ilrissed her forehead gently. Then Doris
sighed as if a spell was broken, for I had
come to tell of my windfall that I was
no longer a .poor man that, instead of
waiting for years, wa. might begin oui
married life on my return from Canada
in three months or so, and the sudden
happiness of the thing had wrapped us
around and silenced us both.
Now that tho first flush of it was ovei
we remembered the fleeting minutes and
fell to talking. What we said is of no
account here, but bo little did we dream
of harm or accident of nature to cross
our happiness that not once did we men
tion him, though wo knew he was com
ing next day to stay perhaps for some
weeks, as sick people do?"
Then wo said goodby, and I opened
the wicket gate to pass through, but see
ing the wet in her eyes lingered awhile
longer until she was smiling again, when
1 let her go. But 1 looked back again
every dozen yards or so, and when I got
across the second meadow and stood by
the stile before vaulting into the high
road I could still the straight white
figure -among the green and the waving
handkerchief.. Bo 1 asked God to keep
Tier and' wentny'way with the" rose she
had given me. Walking home in the
pink twilight, the heaviness at leaving
her wore off as I looked into the future
and saw what was there, or rather what
1 pictured in it, for when love is the
warp and fortune the woof what will
not the shuttle of fancy do?
Yesterday things had been so differ
ent. Of all my airy castles there seemed
hardly one left, and 1 had built a good
few. Before 1 knew Doris such imagin
ings had never troubled me, but when 1
had met her at Winchcomb flower show
love had touched me with its wand, and
all of a sudden the dead wall of my life,
like that in Chaucer's "Romaunt" for J
had to read a thing or two in the long win
ter nights before the old place had been
hammered into other hands seemed all
alive with pictures. Everything was lit
up, the world seemed a new place, and
life had sweeter meanings after I had
looked into Doris' eyes and she into mine.
And when after many months I plucked
up courage to ask her heart how it was.
and she told me, the future widened ont
in such a faslxion that the sight of it
nearly made me light headed.
Had 1 known how things were I should
have held my tongue through shame
and hopelessness. But my father never
gave a sign that ruin was near upon
him; that my comfortable heritage, as I
deemed it, was mortgaged to the last
rood. The crash came, and then the
sale, and then life in a little cottage -with
a broken down father and changed look
out, which perhaps made me overmoody,
for sometimes I despaired of ever pos
sessing Doris or of being able under
many years to support her in a way fit
ting to her up bringing. Everything
would be broken off, and it would all be
a dead wall again.
It was in some such humor that the
notary's letter found me that morning.
I had seldom heard of Uncle Ben and
had never seen him. He had in early
manhood deeply wronged my father in
6ome way, and his name was rarely
mentioned. I handed the letter to father,
and he was dumb like myself, his face
working strangely between anger and
something softer. Then he put it down
and said: "Conscience money, lad, every
penny on it; but it's saved yer from my
folly, so tek it, an thank God for teachin
Ben repentance an me forgiveness no
easy lesson when a brother Well,
well, let it lie. Poor Ben!"
No wonder, then, that I saw visions
as I walked home in the light of the
aftermath. It was nearly dusk when I
arrived at the cottage, and as I turned
for a last look at the burnished hills a
bat came between me and the light and
fluttered mockingly before me. But I
kissed my rose and laughed at the flit
termouse. I had lived some twenty-five years in
the world without knowing much more
of it than what our valley and its neigh
borhood had to show, so that what 1
saw on my long journey to my uncle's
Canadian farm made me wonder and
marvel, as young people do when they
go for the first time beyond the moun
tains and see what is ;nere. 5ut there
is no need to dwell upon that, and,
moreover, it doesn't concern the drift of
what I am telling you.
Nor need I say much about the farm
and personal estate which had come to
me by my uncle's will. I found that
the latter came to some eighty thou
sand dollars, chiefly invested in North
ern Pacific and other stock, and
the former a large tract of prairie
land, with house, farm buildings
and every appointment of a first class
property. There was a new railway
creeping up, which would double its
value in a few Tears' time, and it was
, jn.tif I aj.
for me to say, after 1 had seea
whether 1 should let it or wait
right out. I wrote the la'
that for the present! would
hand till the corn was safely
So one thing leads on to
we prepare our own destiny withoat
knowing it. But I had looked at things,
in a practical way and accordiag to my
lights, and the notary commended ass,
and Doris sent a letter along Bayiag,
"Yes, Jack, but don't tarry the thrash
ing too," which was only sweetheart
like. Tho weeks passed on, and I foaad
plenty to occupy and interest ass, as was,
natural I let Boss Wilson keep mach
of his authority he had been in charge
of the farm since the death, and hie lo
quacious company was not disagreeable
after I had learned to know him. One
day in the town near by I happened bbob
a Worcester man one Henshaw and
his clannish good feeling made the place
still less lonely. Then every weekDoris
wrote down her little heart for me to
read it, and 1 sent her an account of
mine; and aU the while the same sun
warmed ns and the same moon set us
thinking one of the -other when tho day
was over and our souls skipped .out forj
game at dreams. She was there, ama 1
was here, and soon there would be bo
there and here, but only one place and
we in it.
Thinking to this tune' I jumped into
the saddle one August morning and rode
to the postoffice for the usual weekly i
letter. 1 always rode over, because the
postboy who passed us on his way to the
next settlement waited for the second
mail at noon. I met ilr. Henshaw at
the door of the office, with two letters
and a newspaper in his hand.
"Mornin, Mr. Sedley," said he; "lot o'
letters this mail. Let me hold the cob
till you come out."
That was the beginning of it there
was no lettei. I rejoined Henshaw and
walked down with him to his store,
heavy with disappointment.
"Like to see the paper?" said he asi
was leaving after ordering some supplies
of his man. " 'Tain't often I get one,
but my brother's hayricks 'a bin blazin,
an he's sent the account of it Art mw
hay, too, an on'y part insured. Ain't it
a pity?"
1 said it was, and looked moodily
through the columns for news that
might interest me. 1 only leaned-that 3
there had been a regatta at Evesham,
and that our old doctor at Ranston had
sold his practice to a Dr. Robson that
was all. But as I rode home I kept
muttering that doctor's name, wonder-:
ing where I had heard it before, till sud
denly it came to me, bringing .a lot of
something else with it. '
Why had Doris never mentioBed him
beyond the postscript in her first letter
weeks ago? I had clean forgotten she.
had a cousin Stephen, so little did I heed
him, but he was still at Ranston, still
perhaps an inmate of her home.w Why
Here I dropped the reins aid d"rew
oat her last letter to steady me. , I read
it through, and the dear words brought
kinliness back, and I kissed her aame at
the end, saying some one was a fool T"
But the doubt had found entrance aa
grew, as cancers do, without oarkaow-
jmg it, forJhe,day8 wentjjanaad asJftr
ter came, no sign, till .1 grew aaii wua
at the cruelty of it I wrote, Tefroa rkmg
her, and another week went aad taa?
other. At last the letter came. The post
boy handed it to me us 1 stood at the
gate 1 dare say he wondered why I was
alwa3s there and Irippeditopen.while
my heart pumped fit to break ibnx.
Then the paper dropped from my
and I held on to the gate with a
in my ears and a sudden weakaess-m
seeing which darkened the sun sad all
beneath it.
Then the paper dropped from my hanS.
Doris unfaithful it wasn't natural.
Our souls had grafted and we were oae;
we were two streams that had met to
turn the same mill wheel together; our
hearts were bound with ligaments of
their own growing; there was no undo
ing what nature had so willed. Yet
there was her handwriting, her own
words in good black ink telling white "it
was a liar.
Then all at once, through the rush and
swirl of it, came the thought of the new
doctor, and a queer coldness went
through me as if I had been turned o
clay before my time. Tho life seeuied'to
go out from me, and I could scarcely
move my feet as, half staggering, I went
indoors and dropped.into a chair. Again
I read the note, though every cursed
word wad burned iu my brain forever:
I cannot nmrry you, dear it is impossible. 1
like you I am fond of you, as 1 told you in the
orchard that cveniuc, but I cantint lie your
wife I cannot iudecd. Oh, I vrish I had Mid
yon earlier how things were: it trait cruel of me
to let you go on loving me without telling joe
the truth. I was afraid to at last, but bow you
are away it bcsis.s less difficult to say. For
give me. Look elsewhere for a more fitting
mate som-j ouo who can fully share your nc-.r
life with you and help you as a wife should
with head, heart and hand some c who can
loro you better than Dokis.
An hour went by, maybe two, while
the hardening went on, whita the lore
died away, and the light and the joy of
life dimmed and flickered out, leaving
me in darkness with hate aad revenge.
Then I rose up and looked round at the
difference of things, for all seemed
altered and not the same. I moved to
mv desk, and unlockin.g a drawer took
all 'her letters, and they, too,
had altered and were merely so many
aaes of paper, not sacred things to be
witu reverence, like bits of -the
JaWy rood. But the breath of lavender
them got at some soft corner in
i, making my eyes hot and tightening
' throat. For a second or two 1
d,looking at the vision that grew
of them, till anger puffed and blew
Jfc aU away, leaving me with onlj- the
'haadle of papers. This I wrapped up,
aloag with a dead rose and a lock of
yellow hair, and directed to Miss Han--ilew,
Ranston-in-the-Vale, Worcester
shire, England.
"Here," said 1 as Nita, my uncle's
Id housekeeper, hobbled in to lay the
doth for tea; "let one of the lads take
this to the station before dark. No
utter; Fll take it myself. Where's
i,Goin away?" said Boss Wilson as 1
pulled up half an hour later at the gale'
he was mending "just as the corn's yel
lowin for the machines? Summat wrong?
You look kinder hit hope tain't seri
ous." He wiped his face, looking hard
at mine, which I turned away, feeliug it
was a telltale.
lYou won't bo alone long," I went on.
r'fMy father is on his way, and will take
possession of the farm and see to things
in my absence. 1 have asked him to
keep you on, Boss, and I think you'll
Aad. him a good sort. Goodby. See you
again some day when I've when I've
feand what 1 want." 1 glanced down
at-his furrowed face and saw kindness
ait.
"Lost snniraat, gaffer?" said he, and 1
.could feel the search of his look. Ho was
a shrewd man, twice my age, and may
have noticed many things since we had
been together.
"Aye, Tve lost something," 1 answered,
Taut it's not that I'm after, Boss. No
ase hunting for broken babbles. I
take it."
"No, 'tain't," drawled Boss; "but what
ever you're after 'ill tek some iiudiu, 1
guess, an you may scour the world up
an down an find it in j-ourself when all's
done. Have a good knock round , gaffer,
an when it's all burned out come back
again and mek friends wi' things."
I. could see his outstretched hand, and
,wne went to it involuntarily.
"S'long, gaffer," was all 1 heard as
the horse leaped away with me down
tips rough track.
?So long," I said to the hot silence
aal the western solitude, where I had
dreamed my dreams awhile, tolerant of
the summer loneliness as long as I could
people it with fancy and see Doris and
feed company behind it. But to remain
'there with my dead hopes all about me,
grinning like marionettes which love
had made caper, deluded by its own
awgic; to live on through the long mo
Botonous heat with no opposite shore
for the bridge of thought to touch, with
ao future but a fog. bank where had
."been a fair country no, 1 could not.
CHAPTER IL
1 need not dwell on that period. It
lies in my memory more like a hideous
dream theo many weeks and months
ef actual fe,.and, like a dream, there
are ealj pobions of it which stand ont
J foeaC jih;' shadows adventures, haci
faaas, scraps of scenery, seen in clearer
airmrnt" It is enough to say that 1
caaeround gradually and began to see
thags as they should be seen. But the
hate was all gone, and love alone was
left. Yes, love was left, though badly
nourished, having no hopes with which
to diet it, and 1 got accustomed to think
of Doris as one who was dead and yet
living, and very lovable withal, even as
Beatrice was to Dante.
Bo a year passed on and left me minus
some thousands of dollars. I had found
my way into Colorado and was a miner
at one of the great joint stock claims
which have taken the place of the old
.fashioned diggings. The rough work suit
ed my humor, and there was life and go
in the town and much distraction in the
game of faro, of which more in its
place. For nine mouths 1 had not heard
from Canada and had ceased to think of
the place. My father had taken kindly
.to bis new life, which" was all I needed to
know. I wished to be and was a soli
tary in the world, though 1 mixed much
with men, finding more isolation in s.
crowd than in lonely places. But I was
beginning to bo restless again and to
-wish for another change, when some
thing happened which I had not looked
for, but which makes me always thank
ful that I played faro that night at
Midas'.
It was nothing more than a quarrel
and whipping out of revolvers, and then
a sudden lane of rough
figures looking
on while the two fired from either end.
I heard the low thud of the bullet as it
struck Black Jake, and I caught him in
my arms as he fell backwai-d with sud
den limpness and whitening face. I had
only seen him once before, and he had
roused a vague recollection which made
me look again at him, wondering what
it was about him that was so familiar,
fle had been at one of the far tables, or
perhaps his speech would have given me
the cue. Now as he opened his ejes and
stared up into mine he turned his lips
from the flask and said, "God forgive
ns it's Master Sedley!"
"That's so. Take a pull at this and
tell me who yon are," said I, surprised
at my own name.
The liquor was of little use, for his
heart was slowing every moment, but it
brought a flicker to his face and a-word
or two more to his lips. "Gi'e me yer
ear closer," he whispered. "Bob Hil
ton Ranston postman aye, yo' know
mo now. They want me want me for
robbin the bags. Tell 'em death has
got me, an tell young doctor chap as I
aopes to Ho l'arned me tho beginuin
hei Your letters Miss Doris' 1
stopped 'em His money. Hope no
harm done, sir I Christ save" His
eyes glazed, a tremble went through
him and he slipped off without another
word, leaving me staring at the dyed
whiskers and dissipated features with
ringing ears and a thousand thoughts
and feelings all set loose together to
the overwhelming of my wits, which
seemed quite undone.
Xontr after they had parried him away
and the noise ana conmsion was spwii
I stood leaning on the bar counter star
ing vacantly through the smoke of the
Mlooiiyeeing.and -hearing .nothings but
conscious of a growing fiend within me
and a tightening of my teeth as 1 reck
oned things up and saw iu all its clear
ness the perfidy that had come between
us. The letter was not that a part of
it? Could Doris from her heart's heart
have written such a letter at all? It was
a forgery, a trick, and I had been a fool
to be duped by it nay, a villain in very
truth, for I had doubted Doris and given
her pain and misery perhaps a thousand
times worse than my own.
Yet the letter was clear enough, said
the ghost of Doubt; it was in her own
characteristic handwriting, said Mem
ory, and there was no forging that, put
in Doubt again.
Then a resolution came to me, and
walked out into the open air and breathe
it in with a long inhalation, as men do
at sudden relief or when stirred with
new purposes.
There were evil things in my heart,
but there was one little corner where
hope Btirred, as if after a long sleep. 1
could.f eel it as I looked up to the heav
ens, where tho stars were twinkling
down at me as if they knew a thing or
two, having seen Doris only a few hours
agone.
Next morning I started for New York,
and in four more days was on the Atlan
tic gazing at tho last point of Sandy
Hook as it sank lower and lower, till the
horizon was an unbroken line and Amer
ica nowhere.
v
But' there was still nope, uii a
such "was my purpose, and my
had made me desperate. laefcaqr
. J l.i4liA nnMrl Ti i i mft H
It was all over in ten minutes, and it
-was Doris' doings as much as mine. She
could not help it, maybe, and it was
rather sudden to jilt a man just as the
-ricar was asking whether she would
have Hrn or not. But so it was, and I
had no sooner shown myself at theres
try doorway which I had entered than
she saw me and with a "Oh, Jack, Jack!"
stumbled toward me and fell limp in my
arms and lay there like a cut lily and as
speechless. I had carried her into the
vestry and was bathing her temples with
the parson's drinking water before the
wedding party could realize what had
come to them. He was the first to rush
in, as was natural perhaps.
Now I would not havo harmed him
just then for all his wordy spleen if he
had not laid rough hands on me as he
tried to force me from my place. But
when the shock of his touch went through
me I laid Doris' head down for one mo
ment while I sprang to my feet, and
catching him by the collar and the small
of tho back pitched him out of the open
door with such goodwill that he fell on
the grass a dozen yards away and lay
there, a huddled heap of blackness on the
green.
When I turned round Doris was open
jag her eyes and looking up at her moth
t , asking where she was. I knelt and
looked down at her. She stared while
you might count three, and then her
arms were around my neck, and I raised
her in mine.
"He declared his love here at this
wicket, as you had, dear, before him."
"But the letter?' I said.
shall never forget that ride.
1 had been away eighteen months, and
what might a man do in that time with
an impressionable yonng girl who had
the best evidence that her lover was un
faithful? They were cousins and had
been together in earlier years. He was
a highly educated, and contrasted with
me a brilliant, perhaps a fascinating
man. He had secured his diploma, but
the arduous study had broken him down,
and to recruit himself he had left hi3
London home to pass some weeks among
the breezy hills of Worcestershire, the
guest of his father's sister, the daily
companion no doubt of Doris. He had
seen her beauty, her young susceptibility
to the influences about her, and he had
wormed his wayinto her heart and cank
ered it as grubs do roses. So hatred
brought it all up and made ase feel as
murderers do. God forgive met .It is all
passed now, and it was love's doing with
all three of us.
STATEMENT Of
HE JRLUL LIFE DUD11ICI
ttaNNY OF HCBV YS)M.
? RICHARD A; MsCURDY, Pwaroarr.
Tar the year eadizg Bwamtor SI, lMf
Assets - $175,084,156 61
Itrm for Policies (-iaeflcas
TaMs 4 Pr Cet.) - 5159,1S1,06T
JUaMllaaMU liabllltiM - ..iJi'S'
'Sarlas .... l,lGSiS3 94
Income
r-ramlaas ... - $32.&I7.7C CI
Interest, K.ats,c- - 8,191."33 O J
f 4038,S85 -l
Disbursements
$19,3S6,SS2 C
7.419.611 OS
To rnlley-HoMers
For KxM&sesaad Taxes -
5ia,S08,143 Oi
The Assets are Invested as follows ?
halted States Boails aad otaer '
Securities - - - $6o,S20,4S4
Leant oa Bead and Sortgacc,
ant Ilea - - - - 9,3JS,092 M
Loans oa Stocks aad Bond 29-52i22; 2
Keal Eatate - - - - lu,S-S,8S-l i.8
Ca1i:i.rk,-"dCo-' 7,8eM72r
lecrsed Interest, Deferred Pro-
4 aluu, Ac - e.B.o.4.4 tJ
$17,84,1S6 (U.
X lasaraace and Annuities
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- -It-was -past' Budalght whea I arrivediQgg. m
after ten days at Worcester. The old
city was slumbering, and the great cathe
dral was watching over it and telling
out the hours to its deaf ears as the fly
rumbled noisily to the hotel, where 1
had perforce to stay till daylightenabled
me to continue my journey by the early
train.
As I lay like a log in bed and the hours
went on, till all. in the city but myself
could hear the cathedral clock ring them
out, some part of my brain woke np,
and finding reason still a sluggard
started straightway a-dreaming. 1 saw
that" I stood in a crowded churchyard
in all the soft sheen of a summer's
morning. 1 rubbed my eyes as the peo-.
pie moved about, some toward the wood
en porch, some taking places on the path,
till there was an avenue of smiling faces
and one slim figure, followed by her
maids, wending slowly through all.
It was Doris, all white and beautiful
in bridal vestments, bnt her golden head
was bent and there was heaviness in her
step. As if she were entering somo prison
house, never to know liberty again, she
paused at the porch and looked long and
wistfully back into the sunshine.
Now I never believe in dreams, but 1
sat down to breakfast uneasy and with
out appetite, looking in at that despair
ing white face with a growing sense of
itsominousness, and chafing mightily at
the fact that there was no train to take
me on for another two hours.
"Paper, sir?" 1 heard the waiter say as
I trifled with the toast. I dropped my
eyes mechanically onto the folded sheet,
but only looked vacantly at it, or rather
a headline, which, standing out from the
rest, took my eyes, being definite, as the
fire is in the darkness or a candle flame,
which we gaze at without noting. There
was the name of my own village staring
me in the face, and for a full minute 1
never saw it Ranston-in-the-Vale. It
was all a flash, as was my eagerness asl
snatched up the paper and read the local
I items, "Bellriuger's Dinner Fire at the
Hall The Approaching Marriage of Dr.
Robson."
1 remember the sense of paralysis, the
rush of darkness to the eyes, and then
the sudden return of light as 1 jumped
to my feet and stood a moment irreso
lute with my watch in my hand. Quar
ter past ten the ceremony was at eleven
three parts of an hour to do fifteen
miles. A wave of helplessness swept
over me and then of hot strength noth
ing less than the strength of despair,
and, thank God, it carried me through.
I shall never forget that ride. The
horse was fresh the pick of the best
posting stables in Worcester and I had
much to do to keep it in while we
breasted Redhill to the level of the Lon
don road. Then I gave it its head and
a tip from the heels, and away we shot
like two mad things. Seeing nothing
but the yellow road before me, I counted
every spring of the Anjmal as he
skimmed along, scarcely seeming to
touch the ground with his light hoofs,
and flying faster and faster as he warmed
to it and heard my cries of encourage
ment.
For half an hour I let him go till we
came to a stiff hill not three miles from
Ranston. Here I pulled him up and
made him walk before the final rush in.
He was impatient to get on, so was I,
for from the top of the hill I knew I
could see the church, and maybe some
of the gathering people; butlheld himin
and took out my watch. My heart sank
it was ten fifty-eight. I eased the reins
with a shout, and in three bounds we
were at the hilltop and away again. I
could see the church now across the val
ley and the flag at its tower and th,
rrionnv forms moyinff about tbe.jrard.
Oh, Jack, Jaclf
"Oh, how could you believe it, Jack?
The letter was my second refusal, sent a
week after he had taken to his practice.
He must have forwarded it to you in the
cover of one of mine. How cruel and
wicked of him! And you" She looked
np, and there was such reproach in her
eves that 1 turned mine away, not dar
jatoBMetthsaa. "Jeaknsy asade a fool of aw, Deris.
Hew can I tell yea? Yoa sss, the latter
awerdt
tepafaty kaswliaga that
here? 1
he was still at Raron, T
"Who told yosThewas still
areiasd the subject far yea
"HI news travels fast, bat doat 1st
as speak of it He allowed the parcel
to reach yon what did you think whea
you opened it?"
"When I was able to write I wrote to
you, asking what it meant," she said
simply.
"And I never answered?"
"No."
I gazed at her nearly choking. What
had my suffering been to hers?
"And, oh, 1 was so wretched, Jack,"
she went on in her naive way, "and
when he came a third time, full of sym
pathy, and offering to relieve poor moth
er of the debts which had nearly brought
the old home to the brink of breaking, I
1 Baid yes, feeling that I had no will
that it was a duty thrust upon me.
But it is all past now, isn't it?"
Gladness made her sigh, and I could
feel her sweet breath as she looked np
at me.
"Do you forgive him, then?" said I,
looking away and thinking of his abject
figure as he writhed under my whip an
hour ago.
"Yes, yes, Jack, and you must too.
You have punished him enough, and he
has promised to go away. Let us forget
him let us look upon it as a bad dream.
Oh, Jack, my heart nearly runs over
with its gladness; surely yours has
naught else in it now."
"God bless you!" said I.
"And you, Jack!' said she.
And then we joined hands and turned
to the house, becoming one in love and
charity, Doris and L Chambers' Journal.
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ment and find the uune to be correct
A. N. WATsaKOtrsa. Auditor
From the Surplus a diridtnd will be appcrdoaai
as usual
ROBERT A. ORANNtSS, Vim FauiaWT
Waltxx R. Gtxirrra - General Manager
Faaoaaic CaoMwaix - Tn imrir
Emory McCuxtocx ild. r jju - Actuary
W. F. ALLEN, General Agent,
Nebraska, North and South Dakota,
WyominE and Utah,
OMAHA, NEB It.
ADAM ICKES, Special Agent,
North Platte, Neb.
Good, active, responsible agents
wanted. Apply to W. F. Allen, General
Agent, Omaha, Neb.
ELEOTIOH KOTIOE.
I, E. B. Warner, mayor of the city of
North Platte, Nebraska, by virtue of the
power in me vested, do hereby direct that
on Tuesday, the 4th day of April, 1893,
the city election of the city of North
Platte will be held for the election of the
following officers:
One mayor,
One clerk.
One treasurer,
Oae city eagweer,
Oaa eeaaaikaan for First ward for, two
7?QcmiaeniWsrr for StTd
two years,
Oae coaacilauui for Third ward t-for
two yeaxs,
Two members of the board of educa
tion for North Platte district for three
years.
The places of holding such electiou
will be as follows: First ward, Geo. R.
Hammond hose house; Second ward. B.
I. Hinman hose house; Third ward, Wild
West hose house.
The polls of said election will bo opened
at nine o'clock a. m. and remain open
until 7 p. m. of said day.
Given under mv hand this 6th dav of
March, 1893.
E. B. Warner,
Mayor.
John Sorenson,
City Clerk.
HOTIOE TO VOTERS.
Odd Jobs a specialty.
The latest thing devised to lessen the
labor of living and tho cares of a house
keeper is a corporation known as the
Odd Job and Tinkering company,
limited. The parent office' of the con
cern is naturally enough in New York,
but according to its prospectus it has, or
will have, subsidiary companies in all
the large cities.
It is a charming idea this odd job
company and the man who originated
the scheme deserves a vote of thanks for
his ingenuity. Though limited in its
liabilities, its scope of usefulness is not
curtailed, but is as limitless as human
wants may necessitate.
If Mary takes it into her head to visit
her cousin on wash day and remains al
sent for a week, a postal card to the odd
job company at once brings a substitute
who will perform all the multitudinous
duties of the "down stairs girl" with ex
pedition and dispatch. And so it goes
on through every department of the
household.
"You send a postal card says the ad
vertisement calling attention to the com
pany, "and we will do the rest." This
remainder, as further specified, includes
housecleaning, painting, mason and lock
smithing work, clerical work and mis
cellaneous work, and other things too
numerous to mention, but all of the
greatest importance in the economy of
living in a well appointed house. New
York Herald.
Peeliac an Orasge.
If one wants to peel an orange, all that
is necessary to be done is to cut with a
knife a very small circle around the stem
end, and then mark dividing lines from
the stem to the summit at points on
the surface of the orange. The skin can
then be drawn off just as easily as one
may draw a finger from a glove.
Exchange.
North Platte, Neb., March 7, 1893.
Notice is hereby given that the super
visors of registration in and for North
Platte Precinct No. 1, North Platte Pre
cinct No. 2 and North Platte Precinct
No. 3, will sit for the purpose of register
ing votes on
Friday, March 24, 1893,
Saturday, March 25, 1893,
And Saturday, April 1, 1893, from 8
'clock a. m., till 9 o'clock p. m of each
of said days, at the following places:
In North Platte Precinct No. 1, at G.
R. Hammond Hose House.
In North Platte Precinct No. 2, at B.I.
Hinman Hose House.
In North Platte Precinct No. 3, at Wild
W est Hose House.
The boundaries of said precincts are
as follows:
North Platte Precinct No. 1: Com
mencing in center of Front and Spruce
streets, running thence along Spruce
street to quarter line between Peniston's
and Miller's additions, thence south to
South Platte River thenco down South
Platte River to junction of South Platte
and 2orth Platte Rivers, thence up
-y?tte,Eiver to wagon road and
rail road bridge, thence west along tho
center of said road and Front street to
place of beginning.
North Platte Precinct No. 2: Com
mencing on South Platte river at the
west boundary line of Precinct No. 1,
running thence west along South Platte
River to the line of Hinman Precinct,
thence north along said line to northwest
corner of section 22-14-30, thenco east to
northeast corner section 32, thence sonth
on east line of 32 to west end of Front
street, thence east in center of said street
to center of Spruce street, thence south
along west line of Precinct No. 1 to place
of beginning.
North Platte Precinct No. 3: Com
mencing at the west end of tho railroad
bridge across North Platte River.'thence
along the bank of said river in a north
westerly direction to tho east line of
Hinman Precinct, thence 6outh along
said line to the northwest corner of sec
tion 32-14-30, thence east on the line be
tween sections 29 and 32, town 14, range
30, to the northeast corner of section 32,
thence south on the east line of section
32-14-30 to the west end of Front street,
thence along the center of said Front
sireet and the road leading to the rail
road bridge to the place of beginning.
By order of city council.
John Sokenson,
City Clerk.
JRTHUR B. AYRES,
DENTIST,
NORTH PLATTE, . - . NEBKA8XA.
Office oyer Foley' Store.
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