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About The Nebraska advertiser. (Nemaha City, Neb.) 18??-1909 | View Entire Issue (Nov. 17, 1905)
flNBNWSfr A HOME PICTURE. Ol the happy little homo when the sun shone out, And the busy little mother got the children nil about; And Johnny fetched the water nnd Tommy brought the wood. And Hilly-boy tied both his shoos, ns every Inddle should - And Dnnlcl rocked the cradle with n clnttor nnd n song. To mnke the little sister grow so pretty nnd so strong. Ol the sweet pons nnd the morning glories climbing 'round the door;. And the tender vine of shndow with Its length across- the lloor, O! tho 4tplnles" nnd the roses, nnd the quiver of the grass,. And tho cheery cull of friendship from tho neighbors ns they passt O! the scuffle nnd the shouting, nnd tho little mother's laugh As tho rabbit stnrts up somewhere, nnd her "great helps" scamper off- -"0! the hnppy little homo when the twilight fell, "And nil nlong the meadow rang tho old cow bell, "With n tinkle thnt Is music through tho rushing of tho yenrs And I see the little mother In the tremble of the tears;. And I henr her hnppy laughter as she cries "The boys hnve cornel" And wo know she's getting supper in the happy little- home; Ol the hnppy little home when the moon gleamed forth, And Billy-boy would have It that It "rised In the north." 0! the raptures and the whispers near the little mother's chair, As the white-robed little figures nre Hitting here nnd there, And we're Just ns nonr to heaven as we mortals ever roam When we kneel nnd say our prayers In tho happy little home. Locomotive Engineers' Journal. Mr. Migg's Proposal I DON'T mind which I ask," said Mr. Mlgg, "but I thought p'raps you'd write the lotter. I'm no 'and -with pens, though I can read what they've writ with anybody." Hu sat on tho extreme edge of n chnlr before me n llttlo red-faced man with mild blue eyes and stubbly grey hair. Ho was a bootmaker by trade, but he nnd small private means which rendered him particularly "eli gible" In tho eyes of the vlilngo of Great Ilule, and It married him Inter mittently to Widow Drayton, who kept a farm beyond its borders, nnd Mnr thn Cowperthwnite, who snw to Its wnnts In the matter of drapery nor had any Individuals taken moro active Interest In such speculations than those -two ladles themselves. "I'll help you with plensure, Mr. Mlgg," I said. "But why not call up on Mrs. Drnyton or Is It Martha?" "It's fer you to decide which, mum," deferred the suitor, politely, "if you "I IJELIEVK IT'S MY DOING." ave the trouble of wrltln'. But I'll not make a fool of meself with speakln'. 've a way of losln mo 'ead when I'm xclted, an' tho vlllage'U know termor ror.Just what I've said. I'll not be a .'nughln'-stock." "Surely," I said, "neither of them would " "It'll go the round, will your let ter," said Mr. Mlgg, applying a rod handkerchief to a moist brow. "You can't blame no woman fer makln' tho most of a prerposal, mum. But I 'know you'll put nothln ns'll make me :look foolish. I misdoubts you'll 'ave ''nd one of the kind your " "Just think out exactly what you'd !llke said while I finish this letter," I Interrupted, hurriedly. The little man crumpled his brows nnd I bent over my desk and addressed myself to tho completion of a letter to 4i certain pretty little Martha Mnyne, daughter of the landlord of tho Red Lion, who was taking part In n village entertainment over which the gods for my sins hnd ordained my supervision. A deprecating cough mnde mo pull fresh paper towards me. "Dear ?" I said inquiringly. "Eh?" said Mr. Mlgg, with a start. "Oh, beg pardon, inuur. Er name's Sarah"." "Oh, then it Is Mrs. Drayton?" "I'm told she says I'll never regret takln' 'er, nu' that she'd not feed or pigs on Marthn Cowperthwnlte's cook In'," said Mr. Mlgg, simply. "Unfortunate animals!" I said, un thinkingly. "Martha gave mo an ex cellent dinner last week when my cook was III." "Did she now?" cried Mr. Mlgg. "Then It's Just that wldder's Incid ence! Whnt'll do fer you'll do fer me, mum. Set down Marthyl" "Mr. Mlgg," I said a little desper ately, "aro you sure you want to get mnrflcd nt nil?" "I've told everybody," ho snld, with finality In his tono, "as I'd tako one on 'em by Easter. Beln' single comes out In tho boots, even. You enn't give your mind to tumln' out a smart pair If you're keepln' one eye on a sauce pan of pertaters that a shiftless glrl'll forget. Marthy's used to a shop, too. Set 'or down, mum." 1 set down Martha. She was of tho ample, energetic type, and I felt that I was placing Mr. Mlgg in capable nanus. "She's not so ill-looklu', neither, as Sarah Drayton. Drayton went blind a month after 'e'd married 'er," ho add ed, meditatively. "What next, mum?" " 'I I have cared for you a long tliMO?" I suggested. "Nay, nay," said Mr. Mlgg, firmly. "we shall 'ave It framed In tho par lor ns like ns not. I'll 'nve nothln' put 1 might repronch meself fer nfter. I'd like 'Will you mnrry mo?' simple." It struck me thnt even a limited skill in callgraphy might have achieved this much for Itself, and I said so. Mr M!gg shook his head. "If you've wrote It," he said, "she enn-t fer shame say if It's not to 'er llkln'. 'Ave I got to sign me name?' I explained that the letter would otherwise bo valueless, and he traced his signature in irregular, disconnect ed characters. At the moment there was a tap at the door. "Widow Drayton would like to speak to you'm." "Not in 'ere!" Interposed Mr. Mlgg abruptly. "I'll come to her In a minute, Ell za," I snld. "An I'll clear out nn' post this.' added the squire of dnmes hurriedly as my mnid vanished. 'If she sees me she'll get round me with 'or tongue an' I'll not alter now!" I hastily crammed my letter and his; own Into their envelopes. "You'll find a stamp In that Ilttl box, so you can post It nt once, nnd tills ono for mo, If you will, nnd If you let yourself out by tho conservntory door Mrs. Drnyton will never see von. I cut short his thanks ns I denarted to tho Individual whoso hones I had shattered during my brief period as amanuensis. When I returned from nn Interview which concerned Itself with the price of eggs, Mr. Mlgg had made good his escape. It happened that I was starting on the following morning for a fortnight's visit to n cousin, nnd I heard nothing more of tho little bootmaker or his project until the day of Its close, when my hostess looked across tho breakfast table from a letter in her hand. "It's from your respected vicar's wife, Mary, and there's a message for you. Ono Thomas Mlgg is " "Going to bo married," I said. "Oh, you knew? But she says, 'Tell Mary Thomas Mlgg has astounded us all by proposing to llttlo Martha Mnyne, nt tho Red Lion. lie seems " "Whnt?" I shouted. " 'Oddly depressed, poor little man, and the two Juliets to whom wo had opportlonea hlni are frankly furious. Martha is cheerfulness itself, but I can't help thinking there is something at the ' what on earth's the mat ter, Mury?" "C;!" i gasped. "I believe It's my doing my mistake!" I knew knew of a surety! Of course I had been writing to Martha Mayno when Thomas Mlgg had sought my services, and It came to me with a flash of intuition more convincing than any direct information that in hurriedly manipulating our Joint cor respondence when leaving him, I imd put her letter and Martha Cowpor thwalto's Into each other's envelopes! And Mr. Mlgg, with his unfailing hor ror of making himself ridiculous, and possibly some slight awe of me and consideration for iny feollngs to say nothing of Marthn Mayno's wag keeping silence and nllowlng himself to bo engaged to a pretty slip of a girl" wno- lhuT evidently- Jumped: nt her first chance' of a husband! I faltered out my story,, onil my cousin laughed till, tho tears ran. down her checks. "Thcro's nothing for. it but owning up," she- said. "I suppose not,"-1 agreed miserably. And before starting for Great Halo again I Indited a note to Mr. Mlgg, asking him to make It convenient to call upon me- during the following evening, though I felt rather as though I should haw sought hi shop on my knees t It did not reassure me when the ap pointed" hour arrived to note that a new nnd depressed Thomas Mlgs stood before me, a man who cast ner vous glances anywhero but In my di rection, nnd whose fingers strayed restlessly round his hntbrlm. "Mr. Mlgg," I began nervously, ''I don't know what to say to yout Sit sit down, please!" uld ns lief stand, mum," he snld, shifting his weight from one leg to tho other. "You've 'enrd, then?" "Only yesterday. Why didn't you manngc somehow to lot me know nt the time?" - "I durBen't," muttered Mr. Mlgg, to tho carpet. "An' thnt's n fact." "Am I such a very terrible person?" I said, miserably. "Don't you see how much easier It would liavo made things if you'd spoken out nt once? Do you think you'ro behaving fairly to Martha Mnyne?" "She's thnt light-'oarted," began Mr. Mlgg, deprecntlngly, "an 'or father's a boy again!" I groaned Inwardly. Should I eve hold up my head In Great Halo again? "That doesn't altor tho fact that you're doing a very wrong thing," I said. Then it occurred to me that I was somewhat reversing our position? "It's done, any'ow, an too late to b. altered!" said Mr. Mlgg, with a touch of spirit. "Mr. Mlgg, It's not too late!" I said earnestly. "I'm very sorry more sorry than I can say. I'll go to Martha my self. I'll do anything you -wish. I'll " I saw a gleam of something akin to hope In Mr. Mlgg's eye. "Is that a fact, mum?" he Interrupt ed eagerly. "Then then don't do noth In'!" "What?" I ejaculated. "Don do nothln'! I'd a deal sooner things stayed as they was." 'iYou you don't mean it?" I said, with a queer wave of relief. "I do, mum," said the accepted lover, with crowing confidence. "I see'd It In a flash. You can't compare neither of those clatterln' forward women to my llttlo Martha! It's a wife I watit, an' not only an 'ousekeopor not but what she's got an 'end on 'or shoulders, too." "And you'd really rather she never knew?" I said In bewlldonhcnt. "I would, mum. I'm not goln' to alter for anybody, an' she might never think the same of mo. I've not 'nd a 'appy moment while you've been away fer fear of what you'd do when you 'card especially since It struck me sudden that it might come out through Martha Cowpertliwalle's 'avln' a wrong letter." "Oh!" I said, "my letter was only to ask Martha to meet me nt the schools to-morrow. She'd see nothing unusual In that." I still felt in a whirl. "Then you'll keep quiet?" cried Mr. Mlgg, Joyously. "If If you'ro sure you wish It," 1 faltered. "Hooray!" said tho bootmaker, shed ding his depression as It might have been a garment. "Beg pardon, mum! Good evenln' an' thank you." He wrung my hand forcibly and made for the hull. I followed as ono In a dream. As I held the front door open for him he paused. "Mum," he said, "I'd Uko you to know as I've never done anythln' of the sort before. It was Just with your glvln' rne both letters to post, an' leav ing mine fer me to sth'k down, an' the other Martha's openln' again to my very feel, as you might say, that the idea come upon me sudden. I'd nip pod 'em Into each other's envelopes an licked 'em down before I give meself time to think. You know 'ow tempta shins tako you, mum. Good evenln' again, mum, nn' thank you." And then he hurried down tho walk. At tho gate he turned, and seeing that I still stood In tho patch of light In tho doorway ho waved his hand to me ns ono friend might hail another. Mont real Family Herald. Hoard at the Summer Itenort, "Mnw, Is Mr. Gougor the man what keeps our hotel?" "Yes, dear." "An they call him proprietor, don't they maw?" "Yes, my child." "Why do they call him n proprietor, mnw?" "Out of politeness, my son. To call him a highwayman would not sound nice." Loulsvflle Courier-Journal. UhoIuI la the Next Campaign. Tom Now that your engagement la broken are you going to- niuke- Cartas send buck your letters? George You bet I ami I worked hard on those- letters; they'ro worth usfnjr ngalul -Detroit Free Press ARQtMD theworhd Mr. C. J. Glldden of Boston, Mass., i who. with his wife. U mnklinr a tour of the world In a motor car, believes thnt already he has seen more of the world and strange peoples than any- other Individual man living. So far he has traveled more than 25,100 miles, and has visited thirty-four countries. He has driven along tho most north ern road on the earth, and tho most southern road. In Australia and New Zealand he has driven where tho roud would have been bettor hnd thero been no road at all. But he is already convinced that tho world was tnndo for motoring, and that the pastime of the Immediate future will bo motor ing around the world. "For pleasure thero Is nothing on enrth like It," said Mr. Glldden, In a recent Interview. "For educating a man an to whnt tho world Is like nnd what its peoples are doing nothing could equal it." Mr. Glldden has taught two kings how to drive a motor car, and has left behind him a longing for tho new vehicle wherever ho has been. He Is looking forward to the time when tho world will bo laid down with speclnl motor car tracks, railed like tho rail ways, nnd every man will bo his own train. "Hardly anything has surprised me more," he said, "than seeing tho as tounding rapidity with which the mo tor car Is making Its way In the world. It Is everywhere. Mine was tho first to be seen In FIJI. Perhaps I shall find a few places In Africa where one has not been before. But already the motor car Is everywhere, and every where It Is being wanted. "When I landed In FIJI tho natives were very scared at first, and declared that 'the father of all the devils' had fallen among them. I believe that In FIJI the motor car will now always be known by a native name, meaning 'Sire of Satan.' But after I had taken King Ratu Kadavu Levu Roko Tul Talleon for the first rldo and tnen given him a taste of speed, ho wanted to know whether I could go at sixty miles an hour, nnd was qSilto disap pointed because I couldn't. "It. K. Levu R. T. Talleon, tho king of the FIJInns Is n fine specimen of .1 modern klng lie Is doing his best for his people. Ills fnther wns n cannibal. Ho himself Is a man of most polished and up-to-date manners, and he is gifted with excellent com mon sense. He still wears tho bare logs and little white apron of his country, but above them he has Euro pean dress, and he does not do his hair in (ho grotesque native fashion. He met mo in an English check Jncket and waistcoat and cap to match, with white apron and bare legs underneath. For tho instruction of his people he got mo to tako many of them for rides. "Ono old aristocrat whom I drove about admitted to having presided nt no fewer than 47 human feasts In ills earlier yenrs. Ho looked It. He wns not good nt arithmetic, and there were no doubt many other festivals on hu man dishes which he did not count In with the 47. Whenever his mind went back to those occasions, you could see that ho was reviving pleas ant memories with evident relish. He liked riding In my car, but I believe he would have liked better to see mo nicely roasting. But cannibalism is out of fashion now In FIJI, nnd is only indulged in on the sly; the authorities have practically put an end to It. "I have Just left a different sort of monarch, the Sultan of Java. He only resembles tho ruler of the Fljlnns In the length of his nnmo. All I hnve of It Is 'S. P. J. M. Toenn Soesoohoemnn Pakoo Boowono Soerknrta Adlnlgrant.' But thnt, I believe, Is only what ho Is called for short. Ho did write tho whole of it for me on a beautiful pho tograph of himself with which he pre sented me. By writing In a very small and cramped hand ho Just man aged to get It all In In six lines. Each lino is twelve inches long, nnd thero Is no wnste of room by hnvlng spnees between tho nnmes. "But tho Sultnn of Juva has plenty of spnre time on his hands. Ho can afford to have a name like that. Ho munages most of the affairs which aro In any way Involved with the religious Ideas of tho people; but tho Dutch do most of tho other work for film, "Wo arrived at Sola, the' capita, on a Friday and his majesty sent a prlnco to meet me, and express-" his royal regrets that tho day belnft (ho Mohammedan Sunday ho could' not see mo until Saturduy, but wo could visit, tho palaco. Our reception by film' was ono of tho most wonderful coromonles" oOTOR CAR ever conceived. Tho palaco of tho K niton stands In wnllcd-ln grounds four miles suuaro. Out of thoso grounds tho Sultan very rarely goes. Until a couple of years ago ho had never Been the sea, which Is only fifty miles away. Tho Queen had nover seen oven tho streets until alio crossed them on her wedding day. Tho buildings of tho palaco consist almost ontlrely of columns covered with Inunonso roofs, and with great ornamentations In gold and sliver. "At tho gates wo were received by the prlnco commandant of tho native urmy. In tho Inner court wo were welcomed by a chorus of girls chant ing, nnd a baud playing on tho pecu liar Javnneso Instruments, which sound like rubbing a finger on glasses. On the floor sat 2,000 royul attaches and servants. Mrs. Glldden nnd tho wife of tho commnndant were put on tho right of tho Sultan's chair; I nnd the Dutch nsalstnnt resident on tho left. His majesty entered with n Blow and stately step, followed by minis ters and servants, crouching down on their heels, and waddling olong In that comical attltudo ns If nil woro doing n cobbler's dance. "Ills majesty shook hands cordially, and asked many questions through the assistant resident. Then ho had tho car brought Into his presonco, and examined It. Ho asked tho price, and on learning It, sent at onco for hl trensuror, who came In crouching on his heels. In tho royal presenco only whites are allowed to stand upright, Tho Sultan told his treasurer tho cost of tho car, and asked If thero was enough money In tho treasury at thq moment to provide that sum. Without looking up, tho treasurer tnndo a cal dilution, and replied that the unhappy treasury of his most pious majesty might his fathers bo over blest, did not at the moment contain so largo u sum. "Tho Sultan was very sad. But " Is always sad. He has 2L wives and 28 children. In tho ovonlng, tho Sul tnn obtained courage onough to go fot a rldo. My enr will probably nevoi have nn odder lond. jo Injmroag til with n suflk'lent feeling of 'responsi bility the king nlaced In the enr hH juoon, one of his daughters, two othi er wives, the nsslstant resident, nnd lite roynl umbrollu bonrer. Tho urn brclln Is tho sign of rank In Java. The Sultnn's Is gold. Aristocrat ranlt Is mnrked by stripes on tho top oi the umbrella. 'Go slowly,' said tho king, 'and keep to the center of tho road.' I wasn't sorry to go slowly, for I know that If anything happened on that rldo I should nover got out of the Island allvo. Javn Is a glorious placo for tho tourist. Dutch engineers have made splendid roads. There nro excellent hotels, nnd tho cost isn't more thnu 10s, a day." Montreal Stnr. J Equal to tho Ooonslon. Tho Worcestershire defendnnt, fined 10 shillings for driving without a light, who has Insisted upon paying his lino In coppers bocauso he consld' oral It a "rotten affair," has his precc dent In tho tradition of an Oxford un dorgraduato whom tho proctor fined T shillings for some breach of univer sity law. Ho also brought out tho money In coppers with a view to "scoring off" the proctor, but tho lat ter was equal to tho occasion. "By all means, Mr. ," ho said, "only I must trouble you to bring mo a penny at a time at 0 o'clock every morning until tho sum Is puld." London Chronicle. Confinement Kills Them. Of tho fifteen long-term Indian pris oners now incarcerated in tho United States penitentiary at McNeil's Island, on Puget sound, twelvo who have been thero for less than thrco years ore In tho laBt stages of consumption and none can llvo moro than another year. All aro under sentonco for from ten to twenty years. Warden O. P. Halllgan, In discussing tho situation, says: "From my experience with tho Alaska Indians and Eskimos doing terms In this institution, I am of tho opinion that tho majority of both racos havo hereditary tuberculosis nnd that tho confinement develops it." Billiard llallti from Mammoths. An English Ivory firm sells 10,000 tusks a year to bo mndo Into billiard balls. When tho supply of elephant tusks finally falls It is aald that mam moth tusks found In tho Arctic river beds will tako Its place. Peoplo uover becomo so old or wlso, that thoy outgrow tho childish lovo! of having their hurts raado much of.