al DIRECTORY.
s l'A Tic.
.Silas Holcomb
. K. E. Moore
J. A. Piper
“ ~ -tie
.J. 8. Hartley
..Eugene Moore
A. 8. Churclilll
O. 11. Hassell
H. K. Corbett
| IliiilllillgS
- p vte'univeksity.
I.euvttt Burnham,
>• 1|.il"'olV{nI£V*K,”P. Holmes,
Hi it , Ainia., * i . ij-.il
Kearney; M. J. Hull,
: UiCSSfONAL.
|r [.- Mnmlersou. of Omaha;
MaUisi’H- , 1
,,s i.’jrst District, J. HStrode
. m. Krin.
\.IV1)1CIART.
..Samuel Maxwell
"judge Post and T. L. Norval
M il JUDICIAL DISTRICT.
' M. P- Klnkatd, of O Neill
.. J.J. King of O Neill
" a Tj Bartow of Ghadron
..".a: l! Warrick, of O’Neill
[t XI) OFFICES.
O'NEILL.
.. John A. Harmon.
Elmer Williams.
COUNTY.
..Geo McCutcheon
istrict Court.I
...J. P. Mullen
.Sam Howard
. ..Bill Bethea
.Mike MeCarthy
elms Hamilton
....Clius O’Neill
.W. H. Jackson
Mrs. W. R. Jaokson
.Dr. Trueblood
....M. F. Norton
.H. E. Murphy
<ri‘KRVISORS.
.Frank Moore
_Wilson Brodle
.W. F. Elsele
...George Eckley
.L. fl. Maben
.A. S. Eby
.A. C. Purnell
.D. G. Boll
.John DIckau
.II. B. Kelly
.U. J. Hayes
Slayraaker
.K. II. Murray
.8. L. Conger
.John Houge
.Wm. Lell
,7.E. J. Maok
.George Kennedy
.John Alts
.James Gregg
....F. W. Phillips
.A. Oberle
.Hugh O’Neill
.D. C. Blondln
.John Wertz
.11. O. Wine
,...T. E. Doolittle
.... J. B. Donohoe
..G. H. Phelps
.J. E. White
.A. O. Mohr
11Y OF O'NEILL.
. E. J. Mack; Justices, B. H.
<18. M. Wagers; Constables, Ed.
<1 Perkins Brooks.
UNCILMEN—FIR8T WARD.
rears.—D. H. Cronin. For one
MeEvony.
SECOND WARD.
-ears—Alexander Marlow,
ake l’fund.
For
THIRD WARD.
ears—Charles Davis. For one
Merriman. i
CITY OFFICERS.
) V. Bigliu; Clerk, N. Martin;
John McHugh; City Engineer
sky; Police Judge, H. Kautzman;
\)llce, Charlie Hall; Attorney,
mi ; Weigh master, Joe Miller.
ATT AN TOWNSHIP.
r, B. J. Hayes; Trearurer. Barney
Clerk, J. Sullivan; Assessor, Ben
istices, M. Castello and Chas.
istahles, John H or risky and Ed.
"ad overseer dtst. 2#, Allen Brown
"lui Enright.
RELIEF COAINISSION.
meeting first Monday in Febru
year, and at such other times as
ecessary. ltobt. Gallagher, Page,
*vmi. Bowen, U'Nelll, secretary;
Atkinson.
H( K’8 CATHOLIC CHURCH,
every Sabbath at 10:30 o’clock,
'assidy, Postor. Sabbath school
tollowing services.
DIST CHURCH. Sunds
:es—preaching 10:30 a. m. and 7:
No. 19:30 a.m. Class No. 2 (El
ruo)G:30 i>. m. Class No. 3 (Chil<
M' Mind-week services—Gener
Thursday 7:30 p. m. All wl
‘iconic, especially strangers.
E. E. HOSMAN, Pastor.
POST, no. 86. The Gen. Joh
H ost, No. b0, Department of N<
K., will meet the first and thir
'Clung ot each month in Mason!
8. J. Smith, Com.
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AN EASTER EPISODE.
IT WAS SABBATH
morning in a little
eastern village in
the year 186—. A
tickle April sky,
cloud less then,
arched above a lit
tle red-brick chapel
wherein two lovers
stood side by Bide,
singing a sweet
Easter anthem.
tie wore a sol
dier's uniform, and on the morrow he
was to march south with his regiment,
under the command of hts betrothed’s
father, Col. Morton.
The services usually Impressive at
Eastertide were deeply affecting, for
Esther Morton was not the only sweet
heart who on the next day would have
to part with her soldier lover.
The village had offered up its chivalry
at the altar of patriotism, and every
heart In the small congregation was
awed by the thought that for some of
the brave men there assembled this
was the last day of worship In the little
church at home.
They had known each other from
childhood, Edward Allen and Esther
Morton. Their homes adjoined. Until
the war broke out It never occurred to
either of them that they would ever
separate. Their Joys and sorrows, even
their ambitions, had been one from the
beginning of their schooldays.
As Esther grew to womanhood she
developed a beautiful voice. Edward
was gifted likewise, and they hoped
great things for themselves In the fu
ture.
When Edward was fourteen years old
he lost his mother, and ever since her
death Esther Morton’s mother had been
glad to counsel and befriend neighbor
Allen’s boy.
Monday came. Bravely the women
of the village sped their heroes on their
way, nor even when the last blue coat
faded from sight did they quite give
themselves to their grief.
Edward and Esther parted. Both
went to the fulfillment of their nearest
duties, fearful, yet full of courage and
hope.
The battle of - saw Esther's
father and lover In the very heart of
carnage. Col. Morton fell at the close
of the engagement. He was killed in
stantly. Edward Allen was beside him,
but before he fairly realized his friend's
fate he was wounded himself and lost
consciousness. When he regained
his senses he found himself In a con
federate prison. Many weary months
he suffered Inconceivably In mind and
body. He was not sure that Col. Mor
ton was dead. Did they know his fate
at home?
He felt the awful certainty of Col.
Morton’s death would be better for
Esther and her mother than months of
horrible silence and suspense such as
he was passing through, and he thanked
God that his own father had died before
the horrors of the war.
He wrote to Esther. No answer ever
reached him. Anxiety told upon his
health, and when he was at last ex
changed he lay for weeks in a union
hospital with a lingering fever.
On his recovery he received an honor
able discharge and, with an anxious
heart, he made all possible haste home
ward to Esther.
The war had brought desolation to
the little village. Few families but had
lost father, husband brother or son.
Stranger’s were In Esther’s home.
They knew nothing of her whereabouts.
All that he could ascertain after dili
gent inquiry was that her father's
death, and the foreclosure of a mort
gage on the home had driven Esther
and her mother away from it, and made
them dependent on themselves for sup
port.
Many thought they had sought, the
advantages of a large city, where'Es
ther’s musical ability might be useful
In earning a living for mother and her
self.
Wherever music had a mission he
w
HE WAS KILLED INSTANTLY.
looked for her sweet face, listened for
her dear voice—In vain.
* • • • • » *
The choir at St. Chrysostom's, a fash
ionable church In an eastern metropo
lis, had ended the rehearsal of an elab
orate service to be rendered the follow
ing Sunday—Easter.
As usual Mr. Andrews, the basso, es
corted the two ladles. There was a
chorus of “Good-nights,” and then the
party separated.
"Going my way, Allen?” asked Fred
McDonald.
Edward Allen threw his light over
coat over his arm and started home. In
company with the speaker.
McDonald was the organist. As a
member of the choir, Allen had been as
sociated with him for several years.
Their musical tastes were congenial,
and a warm friendship had sprung up
between them.
When they reached the park, the
place where their paths diverged, Mc
Donald suggested that they sit down
there and finish their cigars.
Edward soon threw his away, and,
absorbed In reverie, hummed snatches
of the duet he had been practicing with
the soprano.
McDonald recalled him to a sense of
his surroundings.
“What's the matter, Allen? You seem
sentimental to-night.”
"The fact is, McDonald, that song re
called the saddest and yet the sweetest
memories of my life. The last time I
sung It was with the girl who had
promised to be my wife, the Sunday
before I marched away to Join the
forces of the union army at-—."
“So you have had a romance. What
became of your fiancee?”
“That la what I would give every
thing In life, except her love, to know.
I loat all trace of her after the war. She
Is still my Ideal of all that la beat In
woman, and, though I may never meet
her. I shall never cease to love her."
“You deserve to find her, my boy. A
man who can be true to the memory of
a woman he has not seen for five years
deserves more than he gets, even when
he gets the woman. In moat cases.”
“Don't be cynical,” said Allen. Then
he smiled, for McDonald had spoken
half jestingly.
“No offense Intended, Allen; I may
have had my romance. Some day I may
return your confidence.”
Easter dawned, a perfect day. Allen
reached church In good season, but the
other members of the choir were al
ready In their places.
As he was making his way to his ac
customed seat Andrews tapped him on
the shoulder.
“Read this," he said, handing him a
note.
Edward opened It and read hastily:
“My Dear Mr. McDonald; My physi
cian has forbidden my leaving my
room. Fortunately I am able to send
you a substitute In the person—”
The first notes of the organ an
nounced the prelude to the anthem and
Allen was forced to leave the rest of
the message unread and hurry to his
seat.
He did not look at Miss Edmanson's
substitute until a slender figure In
mourning rose to sing with him and
then a glance revealed to him the face
of Esther Morton.
By a mighty effort of the will he mas
tered his emotion and began to sing.
The joy of recognition was greater
than the shock to her, dead though she
had believed him.
No song was ever sung more feeling
ly than theirs, for their voices bore a
welcome to each other, a welcome and
a thanksoffering for the blessedness of
this Easter reunion, the resurrection
and fulfillment of their dead hopes.
A BEAUTY'S ANGER.
Onf of the Parisian Queens Creates a
Great Sensation.
The scene Is Mentone, a resort for
consumptive people, but which becomes
fashionable, since a few members of the
light squadron of the army of beauty
have decided that Cannes was stuck
up, Nice, dusty and vulgar, Monte Carlo
good enpassant only, and that Mentone
would do better than any other place
as the headquarters on the-blue coast.
Llane de Pougy was the first to start
the movement when she fitted up at
Mentone the daintiest of the villas,
which Is always en fete, and looks
every evening like an enchanted bower.
She felt like the queen of the place, and
behaved as such till the day of the bat
tle of the flowers came, when she ex
pected to be crowned by her admiring
subjects. She arrived last on the
scene, so as not to mar the effect; she
appeared standing, driving tandem, her
carriage completely hidden under a
thick bower of carnations, roses and
hyacinths, she herself being got up as a
bunch of lilacs of different shades, from
the deep reddish Charles X. to the pal
est Persian, and then pure white. A
murmur of delight received her and her
vanity was almost satisfied; but how It
happened nobody knows, at the distri
bution of banners she received the
smallest and most insignificant one.
The superb beauty took It with a grin;
then, pulling from her hair a long dia
mond pin, which held two bunches of
lilac, she pricked the satin and tore a
big hole in it, then handed the rag to
her groom with a whisper. The man
broke the golden handle In two and
threw the whole on the ground. After
this the tandem was turned around and
the offended beauty drove home. Till
now the story is not extraordinary, but
the point comes with the worthy mayor
of Mentone, at the same time president
of the committee of the battle, who a
few minutes later drove to the enchant
ed bower, insisted on seeing the fairy
of the place and actually asked to be
forgiven for an Involuntary and much
deplored error, but the bunches of lilac
nodded mercilessly and said “No," and
the fair Llane, after having shown the
door to the inconsolable dignitary, de
clared that she was leaving Mentone on
the morrow. After that the banquet of
the committee turned out to be a fail
ure and almost a battlefield, the mem
bers putting the fault on one another's
back, and Mentone seriously thinks of
rebuking the authorities who have stu
pidly offended and driven away such a
superb signboard from their sleepy hole.
NOTHINO BUT FEET,
Allowed on the Sidewalk* Down In At*
lanta, an.
They have a new ordinance in Atlan
ta, Ga., absolutely forbidding overhang
ing signs. The shopkeepers don't like It
a bit. The grocers are Inclined to sar
casm. They have. In a quiet way, had
their little revenge and have, inciden
tally, amused the public in doing so.
As every one knows, the ordinance Is
a sweeping one, providing that no sign
shall hang over the street. This word
over has been interpreted to refer not
alone to signs that hang across the
street, but over It. This means a whole
sale taking down of signs. The ordi
nance also prohibits the placing of
goods on the street beyond a certain
distance for display. I notice, says a
writer In the Atlanta Constitution, that
some of the merchants have complied
with the law, and one or two grocers
have put up in conspicuous places about
their places of business sarcastic signs
concerning the new law. One of these,
printed on a yellow piece of board Id
lampblack characters, read:
“This sidewalk for carriages.”
Others read:
"See our signs In the cellar.”
“Keep oft the sidewalk."
“Nothing but feet allowed on this
sidewalk."
Influence of Paternalism.
General Simon B. Buckner, the con
federate veteran. Is one of the most
enthusiastic advocates of good roads In
Kentucky. On his big farm in Hart
county he has constructed ten miles ot
macadamised highways, but' his exam
ple seems to be thrown away on his
neighbors, for he says: "Though I talk
to them about building Bueh roads,
they won't do It. It’s the insidious In-,
fluence of the paternal system. They
all want the government to do things
for them.”
HIS PORTRAIT IN HER ARMS.
—— -f
Widow Bohnltser Ended Her Life to Be
with Her Deed Hoeband.
Mary Bchnltcer, a lonely wllow, took
her life In New York city the other
night, "to go to her husband" she wrote
to her mother and friend*. She wn* 34
year* old. She died hugging her hus
band's portrait and smiling as happily
%s on the day they were married, four
teen years ago. There never was a cou
ple more truly one than they. Perhaps
the fact that the woman was childless
contributes to It. One baby came to
them, but It died very you-ig. After
that they lived for each other only. He
was a tin roofer, doing a good business.
She made her home attractive to him.
It Is as cheery as any one would wish
to see any home, but the woman was
not cheery. A year ago hjr husband
sickened and after months of suffering
he died at Christmas. She could hardly
be dragged away from his corpse. She
has Bpoken of nothing but death since.
Her one desire was to Join her hus
band. Once or twice she attempted sui
cide, but her courage failed or she
thought of her mother and sister. A
week ago she made up her mind. She
spent the afternoon writing letters to
her mother and friends bidding thorn
good-bye and telling them she was go
ing to her husband. She mailed them
In the evening and locked heninlf In.
The neighbors did not see or hear her
after that. The delivery of the first mall
brought all her friends to her house out
of breath with excitement. They mount
ed the stairs and knocked at her door.
It was locked, but they smelled leaking
gas and summoned help. Officer Hidd
en went up and burst In the door. On
the bed, dressed In olean clothing, lay
Mrs. Schnltzer, hugging her husband's
picture to her heart. She was dead. She
had stretched herself on what was to be
her bier and turned on the gas. ” i.ere
was a smile on her lips as If the had
found In death her husband she could
not live without.
WALKINQ LEAVES.
n»w • Current Huperltltlon Had Its
Origin.
Almost everybody has heard of the
wonderful walking leaves of Australia.
For a long time after the discovery of
that island many people believed that
the leaves of a certain tree which
flourishes there could and did walk
about on the ground. The story arose
In this way. Some English sailors land
ed upon the coast one day, and, after
roaming until they were tired, they sat
down under a tree to rest themselves. A
gust of wind came along and blew a
shower of leaves from .the tree, which,
after turning over and over In the air,
as leaves generally do, rested on the
ground. As It was midsummer and
everything appeared quite green, the
circumstances puzzled the sailors con
siderably; but their surprise was much
greater, as you may well suppose, when,
after a short time, they saw the leaves
crawling along the ground toward the
trunk of the tree. They at once ran to
their vessel, without stopping to exam
ine Into the case at all, and set sail
from the land where everything seemed
to be bewitched. One of the men said
he “expected every moment to see the
trees set to and dance a jig.” Subse
quent explorations disclosed the fact
that these walking leaves are small
animals that live upon the trees. Their
bodies are very thin and flat, their
wings forming large and leaf-llke or
gans. When disturbed, their legs are
folded awy under their bodies, leaving
their shape exactly like a leaf, with Its
s^em and all complete. They are of a
bright green color In summer, but grad
ually change In the fall, with the leaves,
to the brown of a frost vegetation.
When shaken from the tree they He for
a few minutes upon the ground as
though dead, but soon begin to crawl
along toward the tree, which they as
cend again. They rarely use their
wings, although pretty well supplied in
♦his respect.
ELIZA’S WOODEN LEO.
Belle Frlee Take* It Oil Daring a Fight
and la Fined With Her Friends.
The comic song, “All on Account of
Eliza,” would have to be elongated to
“All on Account of Eliza's Wooden
Leg" were It to detail the Interesting
story of Eliza Mansfield and her little
wooden "limb.” In a peppery war of
words several colored people poured
this tale into Justice Foster's ears at the
Harrison Street police station to-day,
says Chicago Post. Last Sunday morn
ing Eliza Mansfield, whose temper la as
violent as her skin Is black, quarreled
with Belle Price In the yard back of the
tenement at 5201 Armour avenue.
“You black hussy, you better hadn't
tell me keep my engagement wld de
clouds,” shouted Eliza in dulcet tones.
"You Jes' shet yer mouf or you’ll want
a doctor,” was Miss Price’s retort dis
courteous.
This was a challenge to battle, and
neither was loath to fight, so the battle
began. Miss Price brought some strat
egy Into play and executed an African
coup at the first move. She went at
Eliza hard and low; she tackled her and
threw her to the ground as easily as a'
Yale halfback would down a runner.
Then she grappled with Eliza and com
menced to unfasten her wooden leg. Fi
nally she got It off and threw It Into
a neighbor's yard. Eliza called for help
and then the colored colony In the vi
cinity engaged in a general fight, which
resulted In battered heads, bruised
faces and wholesale arrests. Eliza, how
ever, managed to hobble away from the
gory scene and escaped without serious
Injury. Her wooden leg was restored
to her and she had the satisfaction of
witnessing the discomfiture of her ene
mies, who were fined $25 each.
Sowing the Seeds of Envy.
Mrs. Meekton was standing on the
front doorstep when her husband came
home.
"Henry,” she said, In a loud tone,
"here's your Income tax blank. You'd
better fill It out right away.”
“Great Scott, Marla!" he exclaimed,
“what do I want with an income tax
blank?"
"Don't talk so loud,” was the admo
nition, In a subdued but stern key; “it's
a summons to serve on the Jury. The
next door neighbors on both sides of us
have been sitting behind closed win
dow blinds waiting for you to come
home, so they could find out what the
officer was here for, and I’m Just glvln'
their Imaginations a treat."—Washing
ton St»e.
BLACK BUTTONS.
Worn by rounder* *■ a sign of FSlrU
oil* Monro log.
Within the last few weekii it has
been noticed that hundred* of men and
women in Chicago are wearing black
badges with the numbers 1795-1898
printed on them in llguros of glisten
ing white raetnl. They are becoming
so numerous as to attract a good deal
of attention and call for inquiry as to
their significance. Only the wearers
know nntii the matter is explained
what they mean. Othor people scrnteli
thoir heads and wonder.
It has furthermore been observed
that these sable emblems are to be
seen only on the breasts of the Pol
mulers, therefore, the question that
comes up is, why should the citizens
of that particular nationality thus
distinguish themselves at this timet
from every other class? lieing blaolt
the badges arp evidently signs of
mourning. Iiut why do the Polanders
mourn? Who are they mourning for?
No greatly distinguished son of the
race has died recently. There is
nothing new in the shape of a nation
al calamity to call for expressions of
grief.
Max Drezmel cleared the mystery
recently by saying that this year is
one of universal sorrow among all
good Polanders throughout the entire
world who have any feelings of afTeo
tion for their native land. It is the
centennial anniversary of Poland’s
complete obliteration as a distinct
and self-governed kingdom. In ordet
to make the sad event somewhat
memorable native Poles, wherevei
they may be found, have agreed tc
live the twelve months of 1893 as a
period of lament This means that
they intend to deny themselves all
the frivolous aqd gay pleasures they
have pledged themselves, says Mr.
Drezmel, to abstain from festivals,
dancing, picnics, theaters; in fact
amusements and pleasurable enter
tainments of every kind.
PHILOSOPHY PROM A DEBTOR.
Showing Row He Wni Vela able to the
I'erelatent BUI Oolleotor.
A collector of unpaid bills has a hard
time of itt but one met a pliolosophi
cal debtoi recently who convinced
him of some astonishing facts, says
the Amusement Journal. The collector
said that he had been ohasing the
philosophical debtor for about six
months and was getting tired of 1L
It was always “Come around to-mor*
row,” or “Haven't got It now.”
“Say,” he said, when he had made
his last trip, “are you ever going te
pay this bill?”
“Why, yes, some day,” the philoso
pher replied. “But look here, young
man, I want to show you a thing or
two. How many bills have you In
that pack?”
“About forty,” said the collector.
“How long does it take you to visit
all these people?” the philosopher in
quired.
“About a day.”
“What if all paid up promptly?”
“Why, that would be great"
"Would it? What would you do for
a living if all these debtors paid up in
a day?”
The collector looked blank for a
moment
“Great Jerusalem! I'd be out of a
job.”
“Well, then, don’: be so anxious to
collect every penny that is due to
your people. One bill a day is enough.
As for me, come around some time
next week and I may do something
for you,” and the philosopher faded
»way._
STOOD ALL TESTS.
The 1 roly Good Man Haa Bean at Last
DlicoTered.
Manifold essays, treatises and
poems have been written, with more
or less success, to describe the qual
ities which make up a “just” man, a.
“religious” man and a “sympathetic”
man. Moralists und philosophers
have managed to give a pretty /air
definition of these terms, but fell
short of the reality when they came
to limn a “good" man. Where Plato
and Seneca and Boetius failed, a ves
tryman of Battersea named Tumor
has triumphantly succeeded, as the
following dialogue proves:
An officer, about whose conduct
some question arose, was asked: “Did
you not swear at the child who
opened the door to you?” /
“No,” was the reply, “I never swear
at any time.”
“Not when you knock your head
against a door?” asked Mr. Turnor.
“No.” answered the officer.
“Then you must be a good man,”
said Mr. Turnor; and the guardians,
feeling that it would be waste of
time to improve upon this philosophy,
shortly afterward adjourned.
8a»U Marriage Fee.
Probably the smallest marriage fee
ever offered In Bourbon county, Ken
tucky, was recently tendered by an im
pecunious bridegroom when he offered
a magistrate ten cents for performing
the ceremony. It was all he had left
after paying for the license. This same
magistrate was offered twenty-five
cents after performing another wedding
ceremony recently._
The Law of Compensation.
The muscles of the hand reach their
highest perfection in man; no other
animal has a true hand; the muscles
of the eyes, ears, and nose show that
several groups, which in the lower
animals are very highly developed, iu
man are in an almost rudimentary
condition.
Dr. Price's Cream Baking Powder
Awarded Gold Medal Midwinter Fair. San Francisco.
HEART DISEASEI
Fluttering, No Appetite, Could Not
Sleep, Wind on Stomach.
“For a long tlmo I hud a terrible
pain at my heart, which fluttered al
most Incessantly. I had no appetite
and could not sleep. I would be com
pelled to alt up in bed and belch gas
from my stomach until I thought
that every minute would bo my lost,
There waa a feeding of oppression
about my heart, and I was afraid to
draw a full breath. I could not sweep
a room without resting. My hus
band Induced me to try
Dr. Miles' Heart Cure
and am happy to say It has cured
me. I now have a splendid appetite
and sleep well Its effect was truly
marvelous."
HRS. HARRY E. STARR, PottivlUe, Pa.
Dr. Mile. Heart Cure la aotd on a Dealt!rs
i ran tee that the tint bottle will uepellt.
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