THE SEMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE. NORTH PLATTE, NEBRASKA.
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SYN0PSI8.
Humphrey Vnn Weyclen, critic nntl dllPt
JatKc. In thrown Into tho wntcr by the
Inking of u ferryboat In n fo In Bun
Francisco bay. and become nncoimclou
""ri.ro lielp rcnrliis dim. On coming to
his Hcnsoa be Hilda himself aboard tho
ealliiK nchoonur (Ibost. Captain Wolf
Laiscii, bound to Japan wuUth,
CHAPTER II Continued.
Pacing back nnd forth tins length
of tho hatchway, nnd savagely chow
ins tho end of a cigar, was the man
whoso casual glance had rescued mo
from tho sea. IIIh height wan prob
ably five feet ten Inches, or ten and a
half; but my first Impression, or feel
of tho man, was not of this, but of his
strength. Ho was firmly planted on
ltln legs; his foot struck tho deck
squaroly nnd with surety; every move
ment of n muscle, from tho heavo of
tho shoulders to tho tightening of the
lips about tho cigar, was decisive, nnd
seemed to como out of a Btrcngth thnt
was oxccsslvo nnd overwhelming. In
fact, though this strength pervaded
every action of his. It seemed but the
advertisement of n grentor strength
that lurked within, that lay dormant
and no moro than otlrrcd from tlmo to
time, hut which might arouse, at any
tnomont, terrlblo and compelling, llko
tho rago of a Hon or tho wrath of a
etorm.
Tho cook stuek his head out of tho
galley door nnd grinned oncournglngly
nt me, at tho same tlmo Jerking his
thumb In tho direction or tho mnn
who paced up nnd down by tho hatch
way. Thus I was given to understand
that ho was tho captain, tho "Old
Man", In tho cook's vornncular, tho
Individual whom 1 must lntorvlow nnd
put to the trouble of somehow getting
mo ashore. I had halt started for
ward, to get ovor what I was cortaln
would bo a stormy flvo minutes, when
a suffocating paroxysm seized tho un
fortunate person who was lying on his
back. Ho wrenched nnd writhed nhout
convulsively.
Tho cnptaln, or Wolf Larson, as men
aJlod him, ceased pacing and gazed
down at tho dying man. So florco had
this final 'struggle becomo that tho
aallor paused in tho act of flinging
moro water ovor him and starod curi
ously, tho canvas bucket partly tilted
nnd dripping Its contents to tho dock.
Tho dying man boat a tattoo on tho
hatch with his hools, straightened out
nis logs, and stlnenwl In ono groat,
tonso effort. Then too muscles rolaxod,
and a sigh, as of profound relief, float'
od upward from his Hps. ,
Then a must surprising thing oc
curred. Tho captain hroko looso upon
tho dead man llko a thunderclap.
Oaths rolled from his lips In a con
tlnuouw Htrcam. And thoy woro not
namby-pamby oaths, or moro oxpros
elon of Indecency. Each word was a
blasphemy, and thoro wero many
words, Thoy crlBpod and crackled like
eloctric sparks. 1 had nover hoard
ayfAJng llko It In my llfo, nor could
I rVio conceived It possible Tho cause
of it all, na near ns I could mako out,
m that tho man, who was mnto, hud
Bwo on a debauch boforo leaving San
Frat ,clsco, and then had tho poor tasto
to Olo at tho beginning of tho voyago
nnd loavo Wolf Larson short-handed.
Wltllo I appreciated tho power of tho
torrlflo denunciation that swept out or
Wolf Larson's mouth, I was inexpres
sibly shocked. But tho dead man was
unconcorned, Ho wna master or tho
xlruntton.
CHAPTER III.
Wolt Larson ccasod swearing ns sud-
'donly as ho had begun. Ho rollghtod
bis cigar and glanced around. His
oyos chanced upon tho cook.
"Woll, Cooky?" ho began, with n
auuvonosn that was cold and or tho
temper or stool.
"Yes, sir," tho cook eagorly Inter
polated, with appeasing nnd apolo
getic servility.
t "Don't you think you'vo stretched
thnt nock of yours JuBt about enough Y
-It's unhealthy, you know. Tho mntc'n
gone, so I enn t nfford to lose you too.
Tou must ho vory, vory cnroful or
7our health, Cooky. Understand?"
Ilia Inst word, In striking contrast
vlth tho smoothness or his previous
utterance, snapped llko tho flash or a
whip. The cook quailed boforo It.
"Yes, Blr," was tho meek reply, nB
tho offending head disappeared Into
tho galley.
At this swooping rebuke, which tho
cook had only pointed, tho rest of the
crow becamo uninterested ,nud tell
to work at ono tnak or another. A
number of men, howovor, who wero
lounging about a compnnlonwtv bo-
tweou tho galley and tho hatch, and
who did not snom to bo Baliuro, contin
ued talking Iti low tones with ono an
olhcr. Tiiose, I aftorward learned,
woro the hunters, tho mou who shot
the seals, and a very superior breed
to common sailor folk.
"JohanBcn,!" Wolf Larson called out,
A sailor stopped forward obediently.
"Get your palm and nocdlo nnd sow
tho beggar up. You'll find somo old
canvas In tho sail lockor. Mako It do."
"Any or you follows got a Bible or
prayerbook?" wns tho captain's noxt
demand this ttmo of tho hunters loung-
rk about tho companlonway.
rJACK-
Thoy shook their heads, and somo-
ono mado a Jocular remark which I
did not catch, but which raised a gen
eral laugh.
The captain shrugged his shoulders.
"Then we'll drop him ovor without tiny
palavering, unless our clerical-looking
caHtawny has the burial service at sea
by heart."
Ily this timo ho had swung around
and was facing me.
"You're a preacher, aren't you?" ho
asked.
The hunters there wero six of
them to a mnn, turned and regarded
mo. I wns pnlnfullyawnro of my like
ness to a scarecrow. A laugh went up
at my appearance n laugh that was
not lessoned or softened by the dead
mnn stretched and grinning on tho
deck before us; a laugh that was
as rough and harsh and frank as the
sea Itsolf; that aroao out or coarse
feelings nnd blunted sensibilities, from
natures that knew neither courtesy
nor gentleness.
Wolf Larson did not laugh, though
his gray eyes lighted with a light glint
of amusemont; and In Unit moment,
having stopped forward qulto close to
him, I received my first Impression of
the man himself. Tho face, tho Jaw,
the chin, "tho brow, rising to n goodly
height nnd swelling heavily above tho
eyes these, whllo stronp In them
selves, unusually strong, seemed to
speak an lmmcnBO vigor or virility of
spirit that lay behind and beyond and
out of sight.
Tho oyoa, wide apart as tho true
artist's aro wldo, sheltering under n
heavy brow and arched over by thick,
black eyebrows, woro of baffling, pro
tean gray which was novor twice tho
same; they wero oyos that masked
tho soul with a thousand guises.
But to return. I told him that, un
happily for tho burial service I was
not a preacher, when ho sharply do
mnnded:
"What do you do for a living?"
l confess I hnu novor nau sucu a
question asked mo before, nor had I
ovor canvassed It. I was qulto taken
aback, nnd boforo 1 could find mysolf
had sillily stammered, "I I am a gen
tloman."
Ills Up curled In a swift sneer.
"I havo worked, 1 do work," I cried
Impetuously, as though ho woro my
Judgo and I required vindication, and
at tho samo tlmo very much uwaro of
my arrant idiocy In discussing tho sub
Joct at all.
"For your living?"
Thoro waB something so Imperative
and masterful about him that I was
qulto bosldo myBolf "rattled," as Fu
rusotu wouia navo tormou it, llko a
quaking child boforo a stern school
master.
"Who foods you?" was his noxt
quostlon,
"I havo an Incomo," I answered
stoutly, nnd could havo bitten my
tonguo tho noxt Instant. "All of which,
you will pardon my obsorvlng, has
nothing whatsoovor to do with what 1
wish to soo you about."
But ho dlsregnrdod my protest.
'Who enmcd It? Eh? I thought so.
Your fnthor. You stand on dcadmon's
legs. You'vo novor had any of your
own. you couiun t wane mono be
tween two sunrises and hustle tho
mont for your holly for thrco meals.
Let mo soo your hand."
His tremendous, dormant strength
must havo stlrrod, swiftly and accu
rntoly, or I must havo slept a moment.
for boforo 1 know It ho had stopped
two pneos forwnrd, gripped my right
hand In his, and hold It up for inspec
tion. I tried to withdraw It, but his
fingers tightened, without vislblo ef
fort, till I thought mlno would bo
crushed, when ho dropped It with a
flirt of disdain.
"Dond mon'B hands have kept It soft.
Good for llttlo olso than dlsh-wnshtng
and scullion work.
"I wlBh to ho put nshoro." I said
llrmly. for I now had myself In control.
"I shall pay you whatever you Judgo
.your dolny and troublo to bo worth."
Ho looked nt mo curiously. Mock
ery shono In his oyos.
I havo a counter-proposition to
mnko, and for tho good of your soul.
My mate's gono, and there'll bo a lot
of promotion. A snllor comos nft to
tako mnto's placo, cabin-boy goeB for
'ard to tnko sallor'a placo, and you
tako tho cabin-boy's place, sign tho nr
tlclcs for tho crulso. twenty dollars
por month and found. Now what do
you say? And, mind you, It's tor your
own soul's Hako. It will bo tho mnk
lug or you. You might learn In tlmo
to stnnd on your own legs and perhaps
to toddlo along a bit."
But I took no notice. Tho sails ot
tho vessel I had seen off to tho south
west had grown larger nnd plnlnor
Thoy woro of tho snmo schoonor rig
as tho Uliost. though tho hull Itsolf.
I could seo, -wnB siunllor.
"That vessel will soon bo passing
us," I said, after a moment's pauso.
"As sho Is going In tho opposite di
rection, sho la vory probably bound for
Snn Francisco,"
"Vory probably," was Wo)f Larson's
nnswor, ns ho turned partly awny from
mo and cried out, "Cooky! Oh,
Cooky!"
Tho Cocknoy popped out of tho galley.
cocyttioMr jack, LONnON-
"Where's that boy? Tell him I
want him."
"Yes. sir," and Thomas Mugrldge
fled swiftly aft and disappeared down
another companlonway near tho whcol.
A moment later ho emerged, u heavy
set young fellow of eighteen or nine
teen, with a glowering, villainous coun
tenance, trailing at his heels.
"What's your name, boy?"
"George Leach, sir." came tho sul
len answer, and tho boy's bearing
showed elenrly that ho divined tho
reason for which ho had been sum
moned.
"Not an Irish name," tho cnptaln
snapped sharply. "O'Toolc or McCnr
thy would suit your mug a damn sight
better."
I saw tho young follow'B hand"
clench and tho blood crawl scarlet up
his neck.
"Hut let that go," Wolf Larson con
tinued. "You may havo very good
reasons for forgetting your name, and
I'll llko you none tho worst for It
as long as you too tho mark. Tele
graph Hill, of course. Is your port or
entry. It sticks out all over your mug.
Tough as they mnito them and twice
as nasty. I know tho kind. Well, you
can mako up your mind to have It
taken out of you on this craft Under
stand? Who shipped you, anyway?"
"McCready and Swanson, sir."
"Who got tho advanco money?"
"They did, sir."
"1 thought n3 much. And dnmned
glnd you woro to lot them havo It.
Couldn't mako yoursoir scarco too
quick, with soveral gentlemen you
may havo heard of looking for you."
Tho boy metnmorphosed Into a sav-
ago on tho Instant. His body bunched
together as though for a spring, nnd
his faco becamo as an Infuriated
boast's as ho snarled. "It's a "
'A what?" Wolf Larson asked, a pe
culiar softness In his voice, as though
ho woro overwhelmingly curious to
hoar tho unspoken word.
Tho boy hesitated, then mastered
his temper. "Nothln", sir. I take It
back."
And you havo shown mo I was
right." This with a gratified smllo
"How old aro you?"
"Just turned sixteen, sir."
"A Ho. You'll nover soo eighteen
again. Big for your ago, at that, with
muscles llko a horso. Pack up your
kit and go for'ard Into tho fo'c'slo
You'ro n boat-pullor now. You'ro pro
motod; soo?"
Without waiting for tho boy's ac
coptanco, tho captain turned to tho
sailor who had Just finished tho gruo
I Saw tho
Young Fellow's
Clench.
Hands
somo task of sowing up tho corpso
"Johanson, do you know anything
about navigation?"
"No, Blr."
"Well, never mind; you'ro mato Just
tho sum o. Got your traps nft Into the
mnto's borth."
Ay. ny, sir, wns tho choory ro
sponso ns Johnnscn stnrtcd .forwnrd.
In tho meantime tho orstwhllo cabin
boy had not moved.
"What aro you waiting for?" Wolf
Lnrson domnudod.
"I didn't sign for boat-puller. Blr,"
was tho roply. "I signed ror cabin
boy. An' I don't want no boat pullln'
in mine."
"Pack up nnd go ror'nrd."
This tlmo Wolt Larson's command
waB thrllllngly lmporntlvo. Tho boy
glowered sullonly, but rorusod to move.
Then camo another stirring or Wolf
Larson's tremendous strength. It was
utterly unoxpoctcd, nnd It wna ovor
and dono-Avlth between tho ticks of
two BecondB. Ho had sprung fully six
foot across tho deck and driven his
list Into tho other's stomach. At tho
samo moment, ns though 1 hnd bcon
struck mysolf, I folt n sickening shock
In tho pit or my stomach. 1 lnstanco
thts to show tho sensitiveness or my
nervous organization at tho tlmo, and
how unused I waB to spectacles or bru
tallty. Tho cabin-boy nnd ho wolghod
1G5 nt tho vory least crumpled up
Ho lifted luto tho air and struck tho
"THE STORY OF
I 1 A MAN WHO )
V'lN HIS OWNJ
Little world
A BO A R DSfcTfP
WASA LAW
rUNTO-HIMSELFW
i..'rti
deck alongsldo tho corpse on his head
and shouldors, whoro ho lay and
writhed about In agouy.
'Well?" Larsen asked or mo, "have
you mado up your mind?"
I had glanced occasionally at tho ap
proaching Bchooner, nnd It was now
almost nbrcast or us and not moro
than a couple or hundred yards away.
It was a vory trim and neat llttlo craft.
I could soo n largo, black number on
ono of Its sails, and 1 had soen pic
tures of pilot boats.
"What vessel Is that?" 1 asked.
"Tho pilot-boat Lady Mine." Wolf
Larsen answered grimly. "Got rid of
her pilots and running Into San Fran
cisco. She'll bo there In live or six
hours with this wind."
"Will you please signal It, then, so
that I may be put ashore."
"Sorry, but I'vo lost tho signal book
overboard," ho remarked, and tho
group of huntorB grinned.
I debated tor a moment, looking him
squarely In tho eyes. I hnd seen tho
frightful treatment of tho cabin-boy,
and know that I should vory probably
rocolvo tho samo. If not worse. As l
say. I debated with myselt. and then
1 did what I consider tho bravest act
or my llfo. I ran to the side, waving
my arms and shouting:
"Lady Mlno ahoy! Take mo ashore!
A thousand dollars If you tako mo
ashoro!"
1 waited, watching two men who
stood by tho wheel, ono of them steer
ing. Tho other wns lifting a mega
phone to his Hps. 1 did not turn my
head, though I expected every mo
ment a killing blow from tho human
bruto behind mo. At last, after what
seemed centuries, unable longer to
stand tho strain, I looked nround. Ho
had not moved. Ho was standing In
tho samo position, Bwaylng easily to
tho roll of tho ship and lighting a
fresh cigar.
"What Is tho mutter? Anything
wrong?"
This was tho cry from tho Lady
Mlno.
'Yes!" I shouted, at tho top of my
lungs. "Llfo or death! Ono thousand
dollars If you tako mo ashoro!"
Too much 'Frisco tanglefoot for tho
health ot my crow! Wolf Larson
shouted atter. "This ono" Indicating
mo with his thumb "fancies sea ser
pents and monkeys Just now!"
Tho man on tho Lady Mine laughed
back through the megaphone. Tho
pilot-boat plunged past.
Glvo him boll for me!" camo a final
cry. and tno two men wavoa inetr
arms In farewell.
(TO HI3 CONTINUED.)
WHERE LITTLE MEN WIN OUT
As a Rule They Have Much Moro As
surance Than Their Fellows
Who Are Big.
As a rule, big mon are shy and lack
ing In assurance. A daughter of tho
gods, divinely tall, fills thorn with
something llko terror. Tho woman
who appeals to them is usually some
sparkling, vivacious, fairylike creature
with kittonish ways and roguish
glances. Tho llttlo man, on the con
trary. Is seldom burdened with humll
Ity. Ho 13 a being of great asplra
Hons and stupendous ambitions; he
believes in himself, which is tho rea
son why ho generally can got tho
woman of his choico to smllo upon
him. Tho dainty, wco. Tltlanllko worn-
an possoss no charm for him.
'A nlco llttlo thing." ho says of such
a one. "Fall in lovo with nor; un.
no! She Isn't grown up enough to
Inspire tho tender passion."
Ho likes n woman to bo ono or two
Inches his suporior nnd thoroughly ma
ture. Ho dreads any trace of the
bread-and-butter schoolgirl. His ideal
rosombles tho strong, heroic women
Shakcspearo has pictured, full-blooded
and vital, full or character and spirit.
with a fair spice ot temper.
Tho big man dreads a woman's
tongue. Ho ts alarmed at tho light
ning of her oyos when they Hash In
linger; but tho little man is amused,
and rather likes It. That's ono of tho
subtle secrets of tho llttlo man's mas
tery. Tall and willowy, with tho prom-
iso of richer, rounder curves as the
years go by, Is tho Ideal of tho llttlo
man. Ho admires a rcgnl carriage a
touch of hauteur nnd, abovo all, style.
First United States Treasurer.
Aloxandcr Hamilton was tho first
secretary ot tno treasury (wbu-udj
Michael HUlegns was tho first United
States treasurer. Ilillcgas was ap
pointed to tho olllco July 29, 1775,
when ho and Gcorgo Clymor wero cho
sen togethor In tho formation of what
was tho germ of the trensury depart
menu Hlllogns sorvod alone through
practically his entire torn, howovor,
as Clymer soon resigned to tnko a seat
as dolegato to congress. Ilillcgas'
term oxplred September 11, 17S9, and
ho was succeeded by Samuel Meredith
Both men woro from Pennsylvania.
Tho treasury dopnrtraont wns formally
organized by act of Soptombor 2, 1780.
hut, strictly spooking, this was merely
a reorgnnlzatlon, for tho department
under various names had been In exis
tence alnco 1775.
BUILDING
SOOD MANAGEMENT OF ROADS
Road Specialists of Department of Ag
riculture Place Blame for De
fects In Highways.
When a county builds a good road
ind soon lota It b.ecomo rutty, washed
3ut, or uneven, who or what Is prin
:Ipally to blamo? As a result of a
study of conditions in a number of
:ountIes, road specialists of tho de
partment aro Inclined to place tho re
sponsibility upon tho following de
fects in road management, somo or all
Df which aro found in nil counties
where good roads aro not properly re
paired and maintained:
1. County boards, although having
full administrative authority, appear
not to attach to their official action in
road matters tho importance or legal
effect which It should havo.
2. County boards do not generally
have sufficient accounting control of
road funds to know what Is available
A Michigan Improved Road.
ror any particular project, where funds
havo been or where existing balances
are to bo expended.
3. Lack of any systematic prac
tice in handling road funds among
most counties makes It very difficult
to carry out over even a single year
any persistent maintenance policy, be
cause funds officially obligated for
maintenance purposes aro not pro
tected against sporadic and Irregular
drafts for miscellaneous purposes.
The greatest likelihood consequently
exists everywhere that thoro will bo
no balance in tho maintenance fund in
tho last half or third of tho year, al
though only a part of tho fund al
lotted may have' been spent.
4. Local labor avallablo for main
tenance work is mado dissatisfied by
the constant, unintelligent, and un
favorable criticism of thoso using tho
road.
6. Maintenance continuing over a
period of years tho ultimato indis
pensable condition of effective main
tenance Is Jeopardized by tho lack of
accounting control that will provent
spending noxt year's current Incomo
in this year.
G. The lack of skilled supervision
in construction and tho effect of this
in increasing tho cost or in making
effective maintenance Impossibly ex
pensive Is ovorywhero seen.
7. The county authorltieo are com
monly opposed to following sugges
tions for maintenance that involvo ty
ing up road funds in any way, such
as purchasing materials in advanco to
store along tho road for making re
pairs or maintaining tho road surface.
WIDE TIRES IMPROVE ROADS
They Have Same Effect on Country
Highways as a Roller on Plowed
Field Wagon Pulls Easier.
Tho following nppoared in a recont
Issue of "Extension News Service,
published by tho University of Ne
braska.
Wldo tires build up roads and save
horso labor, according to tho depart
ment of agricultural engineering al
tho university farm. They havo tha
snmo effect upon a country road as a
roller on a plowed Held. On tho othei
hand, tho narrow tiro cuta up a road
llko a disk. It has been found by
actual test In this departmont thai
tho wldo-tlrcd wagon pulls caslor in
nearly all cases than tho narrow-tired
wagon. In deep mud on a country
road tho wldo-tlrcd wngon pulls 6.2 pci
cent easier. On tho country road
with a thin surfneo ot mud or deep
dust, however, tho narrow tires pull
l.'J nor cent easier. In a cornfield
tho wide tires pull 30.6 per cent easier
in a dry alfalfa .field 17.7 per cent
easier, and on a dry country road 10.2
por cent easier.
Fruit Trees Along Road6lde.
I. II. Taylor recommends tho plant
ing ot fruit trees for shade along
country roads. Ho suggests that th
owner ot a row of maplo trees gets
no fruit from them, and that ho might
plant fruit trees In tho samo spirit
letting travelers havo what thoy do
sired as they passed along. It Is not
uncommon to meet with a nlco apple
pear or cherry troo now along coun
try roads, hut In tho vicinity of cities,
whero boys are numorouB, thoy play
havoc with auch troes.
VICTORY
A sense of freedom from all an
noying after-eating distress
can only be experienced
when the digestive system
is strong and working
harmoniously. Such
a condition can be
promoted by care
ful diet and the
assistance of
HOSTETTER'S
Stomach Bitters
SURE HE KNEW HER NAME
Betty's Indignant Outburst, However,
Cams at a Time That Was
Most Inopportune.
A Scottish minister was onco busy
catechizing his young parishioners bo
foro tho congregation, when ho put the
usual first question to a girl whoso
father kept a drinking place.
"What Is your name?"
Tho quostlon having been repeated,
tho girl replied:
"Nanc o' your fun, sir; yo ken my
nanio wool enough. D'yo no' say when
yo come tao oor hooso at night, 'Betty,
bring mo some toddy'?"
The congregation, forgetting tho sa
credness of tho plaet, broke into a
loud laugh, and tho parson looked dag
gers. London Tit-Bits.
AT THE FIRST SIGNS
Of
Falling Hair Get Cutlcura.
Worko Wonders. Trial Free.
It
Touch spots of dandruff and itching
with Cutlcura Ointment, and follow
next morning with a hot shampoo ot
Cutlcura Soap. This at onco arrests
falling hair and promotes hair growth.
You may roly on these supcrcreamy
emollients for all skin troubles.
Sample each free by mail with Book.
Address postcard, Cutlcura, Dept. XY,
Boston. Sold everywhere. Adv.
Temperature.
"Do you want a pitcher of Ico wa
ter?" asked tho member of tho com
mittee on arrangements.
"Novor mind tho ice," replied Sena
tor Sorghum; "if tho audlonco la as
cold aa the one I last addressed the
water will probably freeze."
For a really fine coffee at a mod
erate price, drink Dcnison's Seminole
Brand, 35c the lb., in sealed cans.
Only one merchant in each town
sella Seminole. If your grocer Isn't
tho one, write the Denison Coffee Co.,
Chicago, for a souvenir and tho name
of your Seminole dealer.
Buy the 3 lb. Canister Can for $1.00.
Adv.
The Danger.
'I am half a'raid to try this new
scalp tonic."
"Why are you afraid?"
"It lo really a Ualr-rajslng experi
ment, you know."
Just Staying.
"Whoro are you living now. Pod-
gers .'
"Nowhere. Boarding nt tho same
old place." Brownlng.'s Magazine.
Piles Cured In 6 to 14 Days
Draggists refund moner if PAZO OINTMENT
falli to cure Itching. Blind, Dleedlngor Protrud
ing Piles. First application gives relief, sac.
Lovo at first sight often causeB the
victims to wish they had consulted an
oculist.
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Or iiddrc J. 71. MHY. Manager.
Wslios H. Coleman,
1'Btent Lswyer.Wsshtiigtoii,
D.C". Advice nnd books
Bates reasonable. UlhMt references. Best serf Ice.
Nebraska Directory
CURED in a few days
without pain or a sur
gical operation. No pay until cured. Writ
U1C WUAV, 300 Ilea Hide., Omaha, Neb.
The Army of
Constipation
Is Growing Smaller Every Day.
CARTER'S LITTLE
LIVER PILLS are
responsible they
notonlygive relief
they perma
nently cure i.on-
(tipation. Mil
lions use,
them for
lilioumew.
Indigestion, Sick HeidicLi, Sillow Skin.
SMALL PILL, SMALL DOSE, SMALL PRICE.
Genuine must bear Signature
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W. N. U OMAHA, NO. 52-1915.