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About The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965 | View Entire Issue (May 26, 1892)
First National Bank, O’NEILL - NEBRASKA. Paid-Up Capital. $5o,ooo, Surplus, $2o,ooo. Authorised Capital, $100,000. T1IAD .1 HEUMINOHAM, Purs. j. p. MANN, Vicr Prrb, El) K. GALLAGHER. Cashier. FRED II. SWINGLEY, Asst. Cashier. Money Loaned on Personal Security on the Most Favorable Terms. Issue Time Certificates Bearing Interest. Buy and Sell Foreign Domestic Exchange. DIRECTORS: P. J..McManus M. Cavanaugh. T. F. Rkhminoham. E. W. Montcomeuy. Ed. F. Gai.i.aghkh. Tiiad. J. J. P. Mann, Bekhingham. HOLT III COUNTY III BANK, O’NEILL, NEBRASKA. - DAVID ADAMS, President. D. L. DARR, Cashier. Wm. Adams, Asst. Cashier, A GENERALjBANKING BUSINESS TRANSACTED. Agents for the Cunard. North German Lloyd, American ami Hod Star lines of American Steamships. Huy and sell drafts drawn on principal cities of • Europe and America. Accounts of linns ami individuals solicited. Collections Made and Reinited on the Day ot Payment. J. W. THOMAS, President. G. W. WATTLES, Vic-Pres. JOHN McHUGH, Cashier. THE■STATE•BANK OF O’NEILL. Authorized Capital, $100,000. Paid up Capital, $30,000. DO A GENERAL BANKING BUSINESS JOHN J. McCAFFERTY. -=DEALER IN= - HARDWARE Tinware, Farm Implements, Furniture, Woodhnware, Wagons, Corn-Sheli.ers, Coffins and Undertaking Supplies. O’NEILL. HOLT CO., NER Pioneer hardware dealer GARLAND STOVES AND RANGES I CARRY THE LARGEST STOCK OF Hardware, Tinware, Copper & Graniteware, IN NORTH NEBRASKA. ANH MAKE A SPECIALTY OF ELI BARBED WIRE. IN IMPLEMENTS I CARRY The famous JOHN DEKRK Plows, Culti vators, Flying .Dutchman Sulky Plows, Peru City Cultivators. LISTERS and DRILLS. Call and see me before you make your purchases as 1 can save you some money. « NEIL -BRENNAN, O’Neill Neb. FRED ALM. BOOT : SHOE SHOP 1 have started a Boot and Shoe shop in the old Shore building *\ree doors south of Windsor hotel. Satisfaction guaranteed. O’Neill, Neb. i-m the white jessamine. X knew she lay above me, Where the casement all the night Shoue, softened with a phosphor glow Of sympathetic light, And that nor fledgling spirit pure Was pluming fast for flight. Each tendril throbbed and quickened As I nightly climbed apace, And could scarce restrain the blossoms When, anear the destined place, Her gentle whisper thHUed me Ere I gazed upon her face. I waited, durkllng, till the dawn Should touch me into bloom, While all my being panted To outpour Its first perfume. When low! a paler flower thau mine Hud blossomed in the gloom! —Harper’s Magazine. DONE IN DARKNESS. Thrusting my hand into my left trousors pocket, it touched a roll of bills. am tired, and eould sleep comfortably if it were not for this money," I thought. The 10th stroke of the clock had just reminded me that If I was to get much sleep before taking the 4:30 train in the morning, I had no time to lose. 1 rose reluctnntly and examined the doors and windows. I then passed from this room which had been flat tered by the namo of ••parlor." into my bedroom and stopped before the solo window of the latter. There lay the weakness of my defenses. The window was without shutters and lacked one pane, which left an open ing so situated that fastening the sash would have been useless. These rooms were on the ground floor, and. by loaning out of the window. I might have touched some of the passers In the street The insecurity had occasioned mo no concern before but money broods distrust and I thought of ugly possi bilities os I stood in front of that win dow. Circumstances forced me to keep money in my possession. As it was necessary to be at the end of a long journey in the afternoon, I could only take a train starting before banking hours and the nature of my business precluded the use of a check. ••After all why should anything happen to-night?" I thought and then straightway remembered that thieves have their detectivos, and wondered whether one had not seen me paid in the bank and followed to my lodgings. I thought of several hiding places, and finally decided to put the money in a large dictionary, ana, with a feeble effort to treat the matter light ly. remarked, that although money was always to be found in a diction ary. no ono would ever think of look ing for it there. Then into my mind came the whimsical idea of putting it on the page which bears the word •money.” Now. it oddly happened that on opening the book the first word that met my eye was ••murder." It was so significant thht I shuddered. It was like speaking of ropes in the house of a hangman. I am not what is ordinarily called superstitious, but I must confess that this incident annoyed me greatly. I tried to drive it from my mind by reading, looking at pictures, and re peating verses; but every device failed. I could not forget it. • -Per haps it is a prophecy, ” was my morbid thought, being a very persistent man. 1 finally returned to my first idea, and taking from my pocket ten (100 bills, found the page containing the word •■money." placed them there, closed the book, and returned it to the book-case. I then put some smaller bills in the toe of a shoe and there remained only a few coins of little value, which I left in my waist coat pocket I was practically alone, for it was not worth while considering my land lady. who was the only other person in the house. She slept on the floor above mo, and was very old and very deaf. There were no street-lamps near, and it was so dark I could not see a yard from the window. •it would bo difficult" I said to myself, •-for anyone to examine my rooms without a light and that would expose him to discovery from a chance passer-by.” mat was some consolatioa and to add to the risk of using' a light I took the rolling curtain from the window just before I went to bed. Assuring myself that my revolver was under the pillow. I closed my eyes. I was very tired, and, in spite of my gloomy apprehensions, soon fell asleep. How long I slept 1 have never been able to determine. I was awakened no doubt by the opening of a drawer in my writing desk, for that was the first sound of which I was conscious. There was utter darkness. I strained my eyes, but saw nothing. I heard a rubber band snap, and re membered that one had fastened the top on a small box in the first drawer of the desk. I felt a draft of air in such volume as to convince me that the window was wide open. Those were proofs of confirmation strong enough. According to Napoleon, -the 2 o’clock-in-the-morning courage is the rarest That, he explain* is the kind that keeps the mind clear, when sud den danger awakens one from a sound sleep. 1 confess it is a courage that is not mine. I felt on this occasion the impulse to act like a madman, to make a leap in the dark, to fly. if not opposed, but to destroy, with the strength of desperation whatever im peded me. Such acts have often been miscalled brave, when in reality, they are the effects of terror. For a few moments I labored under a terrible excitement my heart-beats were so violent that they seemed aud ible, and had any new or nearer sign or danger appeared, I could not have remained quiet But a porfect still ness prevailed, and I had time to col lect myself. Becoming calmer. I began to ho pe that I was mistaken. A mouse might have made the noise in the drawer And oauaed (he snapping of the rubber band. But the air from the window.9 Well, I had forgotten the missing pane, and that I had taken down the curtuln. ••Bali!" I thought, "it’s all Imagina tion; 1 will get up light my lamp and settle the question." But I had a grain of doubt in my mind, and want ed to have iry rovolvcrln hand before rising. It was under the pillow away from me. I turned to reaoh it. and my motion male tho bod creak; a mo ment afterwards I perceived the odor of tobaooo as it is in the breath after s roking. There was no doubt then that some one was In the room, and had ap proached me on hearing the creaking of the be '. 1 expected to feel Ills hand on mu tho next instant, and my terror was not lessened by the fact that he had not made the least noise. I was quiet, but more from tho par uiy/.mg euoeis oi iqur loan irom son control. I could not toll how near tho danger wan, but the hope came to mo that, if 1 could convoy the impression that I was asleep I would not be mo lested. For several moments the odor remulncd unchanged; then it grow fainter, and llnally disappeared en tirely. Ho had evidently moved away, but I had heard no Sound to indicate his whereabouts. Tho darkness was so intense that I could not soe even tho vaguest outllno or anything. "He is satisfied that I am asleep." I thought "und will return to his search far the money. So long as 1 am quiet I will not be disturbed. The game we are playing has conditions, then, and my safety depends upon myself." This thought was reassuring. Be sides. familiarity with danger lessons its oileot 1 grow calmer, and began to think less about losing my life and more about my money. I decided to risk moving a littlo hoping to gain by slow degrees a position where I could secure my revolver. It would be of little use in such darkness, but tho burglar might at last risk making a light, und in that ovont I resolvod to act ut once. I was about to move when I heard coins clinking. That was the cliungo in my wutstoout. I remained quiet • Having made that noise, he will be very watchful for awhile," I thought. I waited a few lnotiltmta. My con fidence increased. A gain of severul inches, and the revolver would bo in my hand. I stretched my right arm to the utmost but without reaching it. This caused a slight rustling of the bedclothes. I waited. I was pre pared this time, and when the odor was again perceptible it gave me but little concern; It would soon disappear, as before. 1 heard the clock strike three. This might last two hours more; I thought but a moment after I felt a hand on my right arm. It was a light touch; no doubt there was a suspicion that I was awake, but not a certainty. It moved slowly along my arm toward my hand. He suspects, I thought not only that I am awake, but that I am reach ing far something; he will find the re volver. and then what? I suddenly re membered the dictionary, and the word ••musder’’ came before my mental vision as distinctly as in print These thoughts passed like flashes of light ning. "Now or never.” I thought and immediately reached out vigor ously for the revolver, grasped its handle, and at the same time sat up. The light touch on my arm Instantly changed to a vice-like grip. I then heard a sound like tho twisting of a cork and recognized the odor of chlo roform. A portion of dampened sheet was thrust into my face. I did not then know that chloroform requires from two to five minutes to produce unconsciousnesa but believed that its effect was almost instantaneous. With a frantic effort I tore the sheet from my face, and then, with out further struggle, the other hand that had held me relaxed its grasp, and a moment afterward I heard the sound of a heavy body falling upon the floor. Perfect stillnoss followed. What could it mean? I had neither struck nor pushed my antagonist. I no longer thought of fear, and roso without hesitation and struck a match, which showed me a largo man lying on the floor. He did not move. I lighted a lamp and examined him more closely; he was dead. Tho doc tors said that his heart bad been dis eased and that the excitement had doubtless brought on heart failure. There were indications that the desk had been examined. He had secured the small change in my waistcoat pocket but nothing more. One of tho clerks in the bank thought that he identified in the dead robber a man whom he had seen near me when I drew tho money. But I would not care to go through a similar experience_National Trib une. A Bad Break. Patent Medicine Man (to editor)—. You made a nice mess of that testi monial advertisement. Editor—How? ••John Smith wrote: ‘Your Live Forever Pellets are doing me' a great deal of good. Send me another box. ’ and I told you to give it a prominent place." ••I did—immediately preceding the death rates." “Yes; and the first death notice on the list was that of John Smith_ Texas Siftings. .Bun and Planter. Mr. Billgate (entertaining a friend at his suburban house)— I have not much elegance to oiler you, but this modest little home is the result of years of seif-sacrifice and it’s dear to me. His Guest—Oh. that is delightful. By the way. who owns that elegant mansion across the way? Billgate— Oli, that belongs to one of my commercial travelers_Spare Momenta SLEEP ON. Sloop ou, my lovo, securely, Sloop, while tho night dows fall I And In tho azure gloaming The distant, stars uro beaming, To gentle slumber Dooming Tho weary heart to call. Sloop ou, my lovo, aocuroly, Sloop, with no thought of pain! And droam of him anewly, Who lovoa thee, doar, ao truly, And how the future duly Shall bring us Joy ugaln. Sloop ou, my lovo, soourely, Sloop thou, to me ao dour! Nuught now can cause theo wonplng, For angola guard thy sleeping. And lovo itself Is keeping Unceasing watch auoar. —From tho German. MR. BADGER’S UPPERS, Mr. Badger had a bran new set of storo uppors. Ills natural undoes were still qulto good, but his uppers had long been badly deeayed. and at froquont Intervals they made him feel about as ehoorful and contontcd us he would havo been while being fried. So nftor many years of agony and dread, Badger doeided that his uppors must go. Having once made up his mind to anything, he was not the man to make make any unnecessary de lay. If there were any dreadful culamlty to face, llko being hanged or getting married. Badger believed in bracing up to it and having It over for once and for all. So ho sent for a tooth-twister Immediately. l)r. Twitcher was right on deck. On getting the message ho sot out for the abode of the Budgers with cheor fulr.ess and alucrity, and little pinch ers enough to start a Spanish Inquisi tion or set up a hardware shop. ]Io found Badger sitting in a rock ing-chair. his feet in a pall of hot water and his head in a hot poultice. He was rolled up like a mummy, and his rotton and ulooruted uppers wore aching away like n louder jieart In a cold and sinful world. l’udgor felt that his time was come when the doctor walked coolly In and began to unpack his ursenal. Ho prayed for n quick and 'phlnless disso lution. but that made not the least dHToreuce with Dr. Twltchor. He" was nftor tooth and boodle, so he or dered the decks and Badger’s face cleared for action. Then he prepared to go for his pa tient with desperate enorgy and a particularly cruel-looklng pair of for ceps. First ho made Badger suck a lot of sweet wind out of a funny little concern, and it sort of numbed him all over, but ho knew he was thore just the same. He thought the doctor must be tearing out his whole front ier with those diabolical nippers of his, a little chunk at a time, but he could not help himself a particle. Dr. Twltchor took a mean advan tage of a liolploss fellow boing. for ho tore Badger’s mouth to tatters, as If it were a positive pleasure. He wrenched more teeth out of his wretched victim’s upper jaw than there ever was in a horse rake or the beater of a threshing innchino. He relentlessly ploughed up Badger’s tooth orchard and harrowed his soul without mercy. About the time the doctor was twitching out the three-hundredth tooth. Badger got the use of his fac ulties so he could wiggle a little. Then the toothpick suddenly discov ered that he was all done, so ho Btoppod short in his devilish career and asked the patient how he felt "Where are they all?" asked Bad ger feebly. • ’AH whatP" said the doctor. ' ■ Why all the bushel or two of teeth you jist hauled out of my crippled countenance.’’ Badger went on. •■Here they are." replied Dr. Twitcher, and he stooped down and scraped off from the lloor about a spoonful of old rotton snags and tri umphantly held them up for Badger’s inspection. ■ And you have torn me all to pieces just to get that little lot of old bone!" groaned 11 ad go r. “What a hard-hearted wretch you must be!" And then he turned his face to the wall and wept tears from his eyes and blood from his lips. But it was Badger's new store up pers that I started to tell you about, so we will hasten on and get to them. After he had starved a few weeks from lack of anything except a raw and bloody hole to eat with, ho had another season with Dr. Twitcher. His mouth was poked and pulled and stretched till it felt as big as the mouth of the Hoosac Tunnel, and oh, how it ach<*d! Then it was stuffed full of some kind of nasty white putty that oozed out through the cor ners of his moustache like boiled squash through a cullender and dropped down into his throat and nearly strangled him to death. At last the cast was made, however, and after that the uppers. The plate had been jammed into its place some less than a hundred times and tin kered between times, but finally the doctor pronounced it a perfect fit Then he collected his pay from his unfortunate victim and departed, greatly to the miserable Badger’s re lief. At first Mr. Badger thought he must be wearing a cart-wheel in his mouth, but after he got somewhat accustomed to it it did not seem quite so big. It appeared to get smaller and smaller by degrees until the pinto felt exactly like tho seat of a mowing machine stuck into his face. He had to take it out quite frequently in order to rest his mouth, but then it was such a pleasure to grin at people and make them thing they wero his very own uppers and not just some for which he had suffered martyrdom and paid six dollars. On the wholes Badger was a proud and happy man on account of his uppers. But they came very near being the death of him for all that Even such a little thing as a set of false uppers narrowly escaped being a strong man's last sickness. It happened in this wise. Badger took a severe cold one day, ’ and that night ho woke up Id a severe -ffi coughing fit and with a sense ol suf- v focation. In sudden foar ho clapped his hand to his face; horror of hor rors! Ho found a hole like the mouth of a cellar drain,' but his uppers wore missing. "p Badger made a frantic olutoh at his ’ throat, and he was none too soon. v : The missing molars wero already half way down his gullot, and he could easily fool them from tho outside. It was no wonder ho was choking to death. Bndger seized tho protruding bunch and hung on to it with a death grip- -j ••Help! help!” ho yollod as well us ho could, giving Mrs. lladgor a kick that sent her flying out of bod and into tho middle of tho chamber floor. •Tvo swallowed my uppers and they are choking mo to dontli." Mrs. lladgor was scared as badly ns her husband, If not worse She suc ceeded in gottlng a light at last and rushod to tho roscuo of her en dangered mate. "Got ’om out, for hoavon's sake!” ho crlod as she approached his bed sido with a candle. ••Got ’em out, quick, or Ilob Badger is a gone gOS llna'" ■ s -- Apparently the teoth wore still stuck In Budgor's throat and thn ease was a desperate ono. Mrs. Badger olutchod the protruding plate and gave a yank that came near pulling her husband’s neck out by tho roots "Ow! Owl you infernal Idiot!” he howlod. ’'Are you trying to break my houd off In order to got them outP" ' "They must bo got out In some way or you uro a doud man." she walled. • Oh dear! What shall I doP" •■roc if you can't squoozo 'om upi" gasped Budgor. Mrs B. grubbed him around the windpipe just below the bunch and squeezed till Badgor was ns black in tho fuco ns a badly tnnnod nigger..She did not got tho teoth, but she did got a clip In tho ear that luosenod her grip and made her start back in aston ishmont. "l)o you moan to choko mo to death, you thundering foolP" raved tho injurod Badger. "I might just os well let tho uppors strangle mo as to havo you gnrrote me in thut manner. Look down my throat and see if you can soo 'em." Mrs. Badger did os she was bidden, but she was norved up to such a degree that she hardly knew what sho was about. She could not see down her husband's swallow very far on ac count of the Imperfect light; and in her oxcltemont and eagerness to illumlnato the yawning chasm she shoved the candle-(lame down his throat for more than four inches. Badger’s jaws closed upon the blaz ing candle with a snap like those of a fox trap, but not until his moustache had taken lire and scorched his upper lip and the end of his nose to a blister. The yell that ho lot out tore the black robe of night to tatters and smote his wife's tympanums like a bass-drum mer pounding the calfskin on the glorious fourth. "You driveling idiot!” ho shrieked as he spit out the candle end, while tho blaze In his moustache dlod out for lnck of fuel. Arc you trying to . poke them down my neck with a tallow dip or burn them up where they areP Don’t act so much like a chuckle-headed chump. Stop trying to murder me and capture those, up pers in some way. or else you will have to prepare your widow's weeds in tho morning.” "Let me cut them out, my dear," said Mrs. Badger as she approached with another candle and. a carving knife that looked 11 kb the blade of a guillotine. "Pf •■Are you ciean crazyr’ nowlea Badger in terror, as be hurled a pil low at his wife's head. “Drop that sabre and listen to reason. I won’t have my throat out if I have to lose tho whole six dollars that I paid for those uppers. For pity’s sake think of something else, and be quiok!” ! “Don’t you suppose I could fish i them up with a hook and line if you [opened your mouth a little wider?1* i she asked. “No. you couldn't, you confounded simpleton you!" roared Mr. Badger as loud as he could for the grip he still j kept upon his windpipe, “I don’t want > my stomach hauled up on a pickerel j hook, now I can tell you.’’ “Maybe J might get hold of them ! with the tongs if they are not too far j down," she cnied, struck with another ; brilliant idea. i ■ 'Uh, you .double-dyed dunce!" | shrieked Badger “For the love of \ heaven, hold your tongue and send j for a doctor. ” j In a comparatively short time the ' old family physician stood by Badger’s bedside and the whole matter was explained to him. The teeth were still easily felt; for Badgor had held j them so firmly that they had not moved an atom since he first awoke. The doctor took hold and squeezed | and twisted on those obstinate uppers ! for some time, but they still refused to start in either direction. Badgor | groaned. i ' Cot him a glass of water; that i may loosen them up a little, ” ordered tho medical man, ‘ *we must get those teeth out in some way or Badger’s hours are numbered." Mrs. Badger ran for the water, but the first glass she caught up proved to be full already. Somewhat sur ! prised, she glanced hastily into it and gave a glad cry of astonishment and relief. There, quietly soaking in its crystal deptha where he himself had placed thorn on retiring tho night before, wero Badger's uppers. The ineffeo | tual effort to squeeze out the poor | man’s “Adam’s apple" eeasod then and there.—Chicago Sun. Our “humbug” comes from 'the Italian “vomo buglardo,” meaning I much the same thing.