A NARROW WORLD.
OMETHINO HAD
happened!
There waa such a
rosy flush on her
cheek, ao bright a
gleam In her eye,
and on her face
such an utter
abandon of Joy,
that any one, even
a man, could have
guessed the truth.
Fortunately they
nan cnosen the mil roaa, the least trav
eled. of all the ways that lead down
from the Monteclto valley Into Santa
Barbara, and for the first half hour
ufter the event they met no one.
It was what the Inhabitants of the
Channel City call a "genuine Santa
Barbara day.” The sun shone warm
and bright and a soft perfumed breexe
came out of the west. There was June
In the air, although the calendar was
set for mld-wlnter. The birds sang In
the treeB above them, the squirrels
chirped from the hillside, and their
horses, wandering at times from the
road, sank to the knee In a waving sea
of flowers.
"First of all,” she said, breaking the
silence of a whole minute, “you must
tell my father.”
"Certainly,” said the young man.
“Who's afraid?”
"You have never seen papa dd the
role of the cruel parent,” said the girl.
"He can be quite a dragon. As you are
a kinsman, however"—
"A fifth cousin,” cried the young
man, with a laugh.
"Well, fifth cousins are better than
nothing, aren't they?”
"Truly; how else should we be here
today?" Then the young man added
With peculiar and significant emphasis,
"I am Inclined to pride myself on that
little scheme.”
The girl brought her horse to a sud
den stop and turned her clear brown
eyes, half opened, under their long
lashes, upon her companion.
"That little scheme," she repeated
slowly. "1 don't understand.”
The young man laughed uneasily.
"Why, Catherine,” said he, “you don't
mean that you have believed In the
entertaining fiction about our great
great-et-cetera-grandfather?”
uia j^Denezer Strong? exclaimed
the girl. "How flare yon call him fic
titious, when I saw his portrait at my
own grandfather's.”
“As your ancestor, my dear one, he
is an undoubted reality, but as mine,
I regret to say, he Is merely a figment
of your worthy father's Imagination.
In short—I would fain break It to you
as gently as possible—we are not fifth
cousins at all, but just plain or
dinary"—
“Not fifth cousins!”
"No, darling, and If you are going tc
faint please fall on this side, with your
h*sd right here on my shoulder.”
”1 won’t! Wretched boy, how oould
you deceive poor papa so?”
"I didn’t deceive him. He deceived
himself. From the very beginning of
our acquaintance he seemed determined
to locate me somewhere on the Wes
ton family tree, and you aided and
abetted him In the attempt.”
“Richard Strong, how can you?”
“I have a sweet and gentle disposi
tion, and when he asked me If I was
not descended from Ebenezer Strong
of West Brighton Center, and you
looked at me so appealingly”—
“I didn’t any such thing!”
“Why shouldn’t I assent? I have
doubtless had several hundred ances
tors named Strong, and I took chances
that some one of them rejoiced In the
praenomen of Ebenezer. It Is just the
sort of a name that my forbears were
given to putting on themselves, as an
effective and continuous mortification
of the flesh. A horsehair shirt, now,
would be nothing to It."
"You may laugh, If it pleases you,"
said the girl severely, “but If papa had
known you were not a relative we
should not be riding alone together. He
generally disapproves of the eastern
people who spend the winter at the
hotel."
; “if you really feel that I have been
"RICHARD STRONG! HOW ‘ CAN
YOU?”
a): guilty of false pretenses," said the
young man, drawing his horse a little
nearer, "suppose we begin all over
again."
“Keep your distance, sir!” exclaimed
the girl, steering to the opposite side
of the road. “If we are to start afresh,
let It be from the very beginning, three
weeks ago.”
“Now, as to your father,” resumed
the young man, “I think I understand
him pretty well, because my one and
only parent, the governor himself, is
constructed on much the Bame plan.
Wherever he goes he is continually in
search of the lost tribes of the Strong
genealogy. The last letter I had from
him in Colorado, where he is spending
■ the winter, contained the announce
ment that he had unearthed four or
five new cousins—choice specimens, I
doubt not, that he will expect me to
meet and_embrace on my way home.
“Perhaps It was wrong,” he con
tinued, after a moment of reflection,
“to play upon that little peculiarity of
" f your father’s, to get' Into his good
graces, but you must consider the ex
traordinary provocation, dear. It
' i seemed like my only chance—are you
sorry I took It?”
She looked her answer, but did not
speak it, and then, avoiding the hand
extended to seize her own, she struck
her horse a light blow and dashed down
the road ahead.
long even canter to silence tojk
: A'- 1-V.. - r-■ ■ ...
lowed, and they were well Into town
before the conversation began again.
Then, fearful of observation, they
spoke in commonplaces.
They turned Into State street, and
stopped at the postoffice, the morning’s
mall having constituted the chief cause
for the trip to town. Richard Strong
dismounted and presently appeared
with a letter In his hand.
"None for you," he said. "This Is
for me, from the governor. I’ll wager
It has something In It aDout cousins,”
"Let me see,” said the girl, holding
out her hand. He tore the letter open
and gave It to her. Then he swung
himself into his saddle, and they start
ed slowly down the street.
Suddenly the girl gave a faint cry.
"Papa has been writing to him!" sht
exclaimed.
“Writing to him? What for?”
"He has asked him to pay us a vlsl\
on the score of relationship, and your
father”—
"Well?” said the young man, excited
ly.
"He says he will start Immediately—
the very next day.”
“Let me see the date of the letter.
Ye gods! It has been delayed. He
must have got here this morning!”
"The train has been In two hours,”
she said, glancing at her watch.
"I must see him Immediately," said
her companion, nervously turning his
horse first one way and then another.
"Who would have dreamed that both
the old boys would take that cousin
ship so seriously?”
"I did, sir. I knew from the very be
ginning that It would make trouble
some time.”
"From the very beginning?” repeated
the young man, pausing In his excite
ment long enough to note the force of
this chance admission. “So you ac
knowledge, do you”—
“There’s the hotel bus,” cried the
girl, hastily changing the subject. “Per
haps the driver can tell us something.”
A long, empty vehicle was passing
them on Its way up the street. Strong
called to the driver, and he stopped.
"Did you bring up a tall gentleman
this morning, with a white mustache
and goatee and gold eyeglasses?”
"Yes, sir. Your father, don’t you
mean?”
The young people exchanged startled
glances. ,
mow aid you Know?"
"He was Inquiring for you, sir, at
soon as ever he got to the hotel, and
when he found you were gone he went
and hired a buggy.”
“A buggy—what for?”
”He asked the way to Judge Wes
ton's place In the Monteclto. He said
the judge was a near relative of his.”
"A near relative!” groaned the hor
rified Strong, while his companion
turned away her face, although wheth
er to conceal a look of anguish or a
laugh will never be known.
The omnibus proceeded on Its way.
“We must hurry,” said the young
man, spurring his horse to a I canter.
“Ths less time they have together be
fore explanations are made the bet
ter.”
“What do you think they will do?”
asked the girl.
“I don't dare to think. Tou see on
everything except this family tree busi
ness our respective parents are as far
apart as civilized humans can be.
Tour father, now, Is an elder In the
church, while mine has lost all the re
ligion i.e ever had, and he has never
recovered from the habit of using
swear words acquired during years of
service in the regular army.”
"O dear! O dear!”
“Then, again, Judge Weston Is an
ardent Republican.”
"And is your father a Democrat?"
“Worse than that—he is a Mug
wump."
“How Interesting! I have always
longed to see one of them.”
“And my father believeB that Bacon
wrote Shakespeare's plays.”
“HeavenB! Let us ride faster. Papa
will have slain him before we get
there.”
“Really. Catherine," said the young
man, when they had slackened their
pace to climb the hills, “It would not
surprise me if they had positively re
fused to enter Into partnership as
fathers-in-law."
“Never mind, Richard," said the girl
smilingly. “Father has never yet re
fused me anything when my happiness
was at stake, as It Is now.”
Strong shrugged his shoulders. “Mine
has,” he answered. “He Is made of
flint, the old general, and if he should
take It Into his head to say no It would
be awkward in ways I don't like to
mention.”
rxever m.ina, said tne gin. smiling
On a slight knoll surrounded by a
grove of live oaks and faced with an
avenue of old palms stood the ample
residence of Judge Weston. As the
young people came through the gate
and entered upon the graveled roadway
they observed two elderly gentlemen
emerge from a small forest of rose
bushes and start briskly down the path
toward them. Presently the shorter of
the two took his companion's arm, and
they walked along in evident peace
and amity.
"They haven't found it out yet," the
young man whispered. *
Judge Weston assisted his daughter
to alight. “Catherine,” said he,” this is
General Strong, the father of our young
friend.”
The general bent low in an old-fash
ioned obeisance, and Miss Catherine
instinctively made him a courtesy out
of the minuet.
“Father!”
“Dick, my dear boy!"
“See here,” exclaimed the Judge sud
denly. “You were mistaken, Richard,
in what you told me about old Eben
ezer Strong.”
The young man braced himself for a
struggle.
"And to think, Dick,” cried the gen
eral reproachfully, “that you never
once mentioned to the Judge that your
great-great grandfather, HezeklaH
Strong, married a Weston.”
"And that brings us §ven nearer than
we had supposed,” added the judge;
“fourth cousins instead of fifth.”
“It was stupid of me to forget that,”
said the young man huskily.
“And now that I have seen Miss Cath
erine,” said the general, taking her
hand, and passing his arm about her
waist, “my only regret is that the re
lationship is not several degrees nearer
yet."
Then Catherine looked at Richard,
and he told what had happened on the
way to town. Straightway there was
a great amount of handshaking and a
good deal of kissing done la broad day
light under the palms- •
WHITTIER’S FIRST POETRY.
One Uoflah Poem Gained Him flsrrl-,
eon's Friendship.
After he had made the acquaintance
of Burns’ poems, Whittier began to
scribble rhymes of his own on his slate
at school, and in the evening about the
family hearth. One of his boyish stan
zas lingered In the memory of an elder
sister:
And must I always swing the flail,
And help to fill the mllking-pail?
I wish to go away to school,
I do not wish to be a fool.
With practice, he began to be bolder,
and he wrote copies of verses on every
day events, and also little ballads. One
of these, written when he was seven
teen, his eldest sister liked so well that
she sent It to the weekly paper of New
buryport, the Free Press, then recently
started by William Lloyd Garrison.
She did this without telling her
brother, and no one was more surprised
then he when he opened the paper and
found his own verses In "The Poets’
Corner.”
He was aiding his father to mend a
stone wall by the roadside as the post
man passed on horseback and tossed
the paper to the young man. “His heart
stood still a moment when he saw his
own verses,” says a biographer. "Such
delight as his comes only once In the
lifetime of any aspirant to literary
fame. His father at last called to him
to put up the paper and keep at work.”
The editor of the Free PreBS was only
three years older than the poet, al
though far more mature. He did more
for the young man than merely print
these boyish verses, for he went to
Whittier's father and urged the need
of giving the youth a little better edu
cation. To do this was not possible
then; but two years later, when Whit
tier was nineteen, an academy was
started at Haverhill, and here he at
tended, even writing a few stanzas to
be sung at the opening exercises. He
studied at Haverhill for two terms, and
by making slippers, by keeping books,
and by teaching school, he earned the
little money needed to pay his way. At
Haverhill he was able to read the works
of many authors hitherto unknown to
him, and he also wrote for the local
papers much prose and verse.—Ex.
TOOTHBRUSH FOR A PRESENT.
Permissible Now That Mm. Cleveland
Has Bet the Example.
Mrs. Cleveland and Mrs. Richard
Watson Glider are fast and firm friends.
They are so Intimate, indeed, that they
call each other by their . Christian
names, says the New York Recorder.
When Mrs. Gilder was about to go
abroad Mrs. Cleveland expressed deep
regret at the parting, which would
necessarily be long, and said that Bhe
would be pleased if Mrs. Gilder would
accept from her a souvenir of her af
fection. Mrs. Gilder would be pleased,
of course, to receive from Mrs. Cleve
land any souvenir of affection. Mrs.
Cleveland said the souvenir would not
be very expensive, because she could
not afford any rich and costly gift, but
that it would be something real nice,
and worth keeping, and such a gift as
would bring Mrs. Cleveland constantly
to the mind of Mrs. Gilder. On the day
of her departure Mrs. Gilder received
an elaborately tled-up package, which
she opened with instinctive apprehen
sion that it was the beautiful and ap
priate souvenir from Mrs. Cleveland.
She was not mistaken. On opening the
box she discovered that it contained a
silver toothbrush. Rather a queer sort
of souvenir, but certainly one that
would bring Mrs. Cleveland frequently
to the mind of Mrs. Gilder If the latter
should make practical use of the gift
Large Game In Maine.
Those who have recently returned
from fishing expeditions at the head
waters of some of the rivefs of Maine
report that large game was seen in
greater numbers than for many years
past. While this is very encouraging
news there appears to be an impression
that many of those who visited the re
mote portions of Maine at this season
of the year ostensibly for the purpose
of angling do not confine themselves
exclusively to that pursuit. It is re
ported that on the trail of some of these
explorers there have been found evi
dences of the most reckless slaughter
of deer and even moose. Mr. Jonathan
Darling, one of the famous Maine
guides, who has recently returned from
the wilds of Maine, reports plenty of
signs of “bad hunters.” Mr. Darling
intimates that the wicked City of Ban
gor is the headquarters for these un
princip1'--’ violators of the game law.—
New York Sun.
One of the Commandments Rained.
Dr. S. A. Binion, an Egyptologist,
while visiting the Boston public library
discovered that there is a command
ment missing from the decalogue as in
scribed on the walls. The Ten Com
mandments are supposed to be in
scribed in Hebrew characters on the
tables of stone which the great law
giver holds, but Dr. Binion discovered
that one of the letters in the command
ment, “Thou shait not steal,” has been
repeated and the proper character
omitted. The result was that there is
no meaning to the commandment as
inscribed, and there is little doubt that,
now the attention of the library author
ities has been called to the matter, the
defect will be remedied.
Guest Curds of Delft.
Quest cards of Holland Delft are
among the latest novelties for the table.
The cards are in odd shapes, showing
the conventional delft scenes. The
name is written on a white space at
the bottom of the card, and may be
easily rubbed oft when the luncheon
or dinner is over. This fact makes
them rather an economical investment,
as they may be used any number of
times.
HANDSOMEST LONDON WOMAN.
Lady Helen Vincent's Charms—She Comes
from n Handsome Race.
It fe now ten years since the beauti
ful Lady Helen Venltja Duncombe made
her bow to London society under the
chaperonage of her sister, the Duchess
of Leinster. Her Grace’s death leaves
Lady Helen Vincent, as she has now
become? the most beautiful woman of
London society. She Is of slender fig
ure, with a perfect bust, full arms, and
a face exquisitely chiseled and denoting,
intelligence of a higher order. Her
skin is white with the whiteness of
snow, her eyes are a light blue. Her
husband, Sir Edgar Vincent, not so
many years ago was voted the handsom
est man In the Household troops, to
which he belonged in the capacity of
captain in the Coldstream Guards. At
present he occupies the lucrative posi
tion of financial adviser to the Khedive
and director-general of the Ottoman
bank. Lady Helen comes from a stock
that has given England many beauties.
Her great-grandmother on her mother’s
side was known as “the beautiful Miss
Llnley,” and became the wife of Rich
ard Brinsley Sheridan, author of "The
Rivals,” himself a very good-looking
man. Other descendants of Sheridan
noted for their beauty were Lady Sey
mour, afterwhrd Duchess of Somerset,
at one time England’s crowned "Queen
of Beauty," and the mother of the pres
ent Marquis of Dufferin. And all these
women not only inherited the good
looks for which their brilliant ancestor
was noted, but also some, at least, of
the wit that made his fatne. Lady
Helen Vincent was the brightest of the
Duncombe sisters, and did not make
the mistake of marrying for love and
position alone, like her late sister, the
Duchess of Leinster. Her Grace, while
in the flesh, was always hard pressed
for money, and was very glad of the
several hundred pounds per year which
the enormous sales of her photographs
yielded her. Sir Edgar is a million
aire and is growing richer every day.
AN AUTHOR’S PSEUDONYM.
Bow “The Dnchew" Got Her Well-Known
Title.
“The Duchess” is the pseudonym of
Mrs. Margaret Hungerford, an Irish
lady now residing in London. Her
name by her first marriage was Argles.
Mr. Argles was convicted of forgery
shortly after the wedding and was sent
to Jail. His wife, thrown upon her own
resources, turned in despair to litera
ture. “Phyllis” was the first produc
tion of her pen. She found a publisher
for it, and it made a great hit. It will
be remembered that the hero of “Phyl
lis” is named Marmaduke, and is calle^
by the heroine Duke. Hence the heroV
ine herself, who is supposed to write
her autobiography, becomes "The
Duchess.” This is the literary genesis
of the pseudonym, whose use in Mrs.
Hungerford’s title-pages is the device
of her American and not of her English
publishers. But it seems that in real
life Mrs. Hungerford has been humor
ously known as the Duchess. In a re
cent letter to an American friend she
gives the following story of how this
title originated: “As to the origin of
my nom de plume, there is not very
much to say about it. Many years ago,
when engaged upon my first novel,
‘Phyllis,’ I happened to attend an ‘at
home’ at the house of one of my inti
mate friends. As I was about to enter
the reception-room my host saw me and
came forward. He waved the footman
back and announced me to the guests
as her Grace the Duchess. Very solemn
ly he said it, and, being very well
known to each other, the laugh was
universal. Then somebody else took
up the plot and said the title well be
came me.”
Married in Jail.
Tennessee papers are telling of a ro
mantic marriage at Memphis a few days
ago, where, in order to be saf9 from the
interference of the objecting father of
the bride, the couple were mart-led in
the county jail, the jailer being a friend
of the bridegroom, and agreeing to keep
the troublesome parent outside until all
was oyer. But the point about the
case that is apt to strike a non-resident
of Tennessee as most notable—it is
merely mentioned incidently there—is
that a prisoner awaiting trial for as
sault and battery acted as best man,
going from the jail to the county court
with the jailer to get the license; sup
porting the bridegroom during the cere
mony in the jailer’s parlor; giving
aWay the bride, and performing other
functions that might seem strange in a
prisoner not so favorably situated os
one In a Tennessee jail.
A Small Negro Girl Preaching.
Washington Post: A phenomenal 11
year-old negro girl preacher is inter
esting Society Hill, S. C. For a week
the child has conducted a series of re
vival meetings, and the effect of her
preaching Is said to be wonderful. She
is without education, and developed
her strange powers not more than ten
days ago. At first she preached only
to the negroes, but now white people
are flocking to hear her, and the whole
country round about is in great excite
ment. She quotes Scripture by the
chapter, uses good language, and shows
amazing insight into the frailties of
humanity. A number of conversions
are reported from her work.
He Had Walked 96,380 MUea.
One of the famous umbrella menders,
Stephen Boaler, died last night in the
almshouse, says a Williamsport, Pa.,
special. He waB 50 years old, and his
father is 81. They were known as
“Moody and Sankejf," and bad a route
covering Lycoming, Union, Snyder,
Mifflin, Juniata, Perry, and Dauphin'
counties, which they traversed. They
have walked 96,360 miles In 33 years in
plying their vocation.
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Highest Honors—World's Fair,
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4» YEARS THE STANDARD^
' THIS HORSE.
Wasn’t Mach on the Road, but Be
Knew How to Hunt.
"I had a horse,” said an old army
man, “that had belonged once to the
Seventh Cavalry, but he had the “I C”
brand under hts mane, so he was out 00
the service. Inspected and condemned.
He was a regular old plug, but he was
all I could get to go hunting on, so I
took him. I rode away out into the
plains from the fort, and I saw a bunch
of antelopes finally. I got off the horse
and dropped the reins on the ground,
expecting the horse to stand there till
I came back. I started off toward the
antelope, and was sneaking along to get
a shot, when I looked around, and I’ll
be blamed if that brute of a horse
hadn’t started off as tight as he could
lope. ‘Well,’ says I, ‘I guess I’m in for
a six-mile tramp home.’ I cursed that
horse to myself for a while, and then
I went on. Pretty soon I looked up,
and I’m blessed if there wasn’t that
horse over the other side of that bunch
of antelope. ‘Well, now,’ says I, ‘I’d
like to know what the devil that horse
thinks he’s up to, anyhow.’ Pretty
soon he began to circle around on the
other side, and the antelope saw him
and started off toward me. I caught on
at once, and I lay down and waited.
That old horse cut up the most sur
prising antics out there, and all the
while he kept working those antelope
toward me. By and by they got in
range, and I got two; darned good luck
it was, too. You see that horse was an
old Indian hunting pony, and he had
been trained to do that way. Well, 1
went back to the post, and everybody
wanted to know how it happened, I had
such good luck. But I didn’t tell ’em.
Not then.
“A few days after I took the same
horse out after prairie chickens. It was
the time of the year when the chickens
were flying, and I was riding along,
when all of a sudden the critter stopped
short, braced himself up and waited—
for what I didn’t know. But in a
second a couple of chickenB flew up
ahead of me, and I was so surprised I
didn’t shoot. ‘Well,’ I says, ‘I’ll be
switched. Here’s a horse that’s not
only a hunting horse, but is a regular
pointer dog, too.” And he was. I got
my gun ready, and the next time he
stopped I was right on hand and
dropped a bird. Well, now, no sooner
did that horse see that bird fall than
he galloped off right to where it fell,
and all I had to do was to reach off
and pick it up, He was a great horse,
I tell you, and I got lots of good hunt
ing with him.”
HIS BROKEN HEART.
True Story of an Affectionate and
Faithful Dog.
I wish to add to the many stories of
the fidelity of dogs, an instance that oc
curred within my own knowledge and
under my own eyes.
In mV childhood n vnnna man vlaltad
my father with a very fine dog, one bo
highly trained as to secun possessed of
almost human intelligence. A friend,
going on a hunting excursion, borrowed
this dog for a few days, and during this
time its master was seized with a sud
den and violent illness, which ended
his life in twenty-four hours.
When the dog returned, therefore, its
owner was not only dead, but burled.
The poor creature sniffed at its master’s
clothes and looked all over the house
and the premises for him in the most
wistful and pathetic manner.
At last, by some instinct, or by the
exquisite keenness of his scent, he
found out his master’s grave and
stretched himself upon it. There he
stayed day and night, rarely quitting
the spot except for an hour or so, when
he would wander about restlessly and
wistfully and then return to his' sta
tion.
Finding that he would not stay any
where else, we carried him food and a
pan of water two or three times a day,
but he barely touched either, and after
a few weeks he died of a broken heart.
We buried him at the foot of his mas
ter’s grave, as was suitable in view of
such tender and faithful affection.
If any dumb animal deserve im
mortality or be capable of enjoying it,
surely that animal is the dog.
M. W. E.
LEGAL ADVERTISEMENTS.
TIMBER CULTURE COMMUTATION
PROOF—NOTICE FOR PUBLICATION.
United States Land Office, <
__ , O’Neill, Neb.. Julv 9,1895. f
Notice is hereby given that August Koenig
has Hied notice of intention to'make commu
tation proof before the register and receiver
at their office in O'Neill. Neb., on Friday, the
16th day of August. 1895, on timber culture
application No. 6481, for the east Vt north
east quarter and east Vt southeast ** of aec
tion number 2. in township number 110 nortn
of range number 0 west. , .
He names as witnesses: Frank Phillips- 0*
Star. Nebraska, W. H. Anderson, of Star,
Nebraska, A. C. Mobr. of Halnsvllle, Neb.,
A. H. Wertz, of Star, Neb. . , I
M Johs A. Habmok, Begtator.
THE TUSTRjf-,
Ho f:«l’NTYTK,
• H. Green, plaintiff.
KlnK &
ManutueturTni'c^^
& Compaily Stuarts?0!
receiver of Stninl:1*1'
Kilpatrick ,!**«
TheeWU,^Tf^|3
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Company, defendant,.'1**
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com. ll™ileya„dM^“(5;'^f
* Company, Tco-mS
Insurance Company- v?4
Y111 take notice that1™ J
August. 1895, the al l*.
his petition In The
county Nebraska,
you and the other namwl !.’
mg in said petition nil'
real estate s^tuated'InUiVcl
Wi°nfK^.S
*?<J 12 in block 9. of th«‘
0 Neill, also the northwest i
twenty-seven (27,) townshlu
®'ovei> (11.) Plaintiff St
chased the above describe)
fendant, M. M. Sullivan vS,
October. 1892, and re«
nthnre?r- Plaintiffpra*
that her be decreed to be the
2* said property and tbai
?®o„and Your co-defenda
have no claim, rijrht. title n
said real estate, and’puta
in said petition that certain
/ou and your cosieten
^^ndant M. M. smilvao
adjudged not to be liens on
and prays that the cloud
estate by reason of said
moved aad that the title t
be quieted and confirmed In
that you nnd your co-defeui
from having or claiming to I
in or to said real estate,
eaoh of you be restrained ir
right. title or interest In or I
and for further equitable n
You are required to am
on or before the ?lrd day o(
Dated August 12, UK,
6-4 B
In The District Court of Holt 0
Robert R. Dickson, plaintiff.
Nicholas Martin and wife, Ji
Dorr Klump, W. W. Kurt
Havens, Bennct H. UotsM^
Trasher executors of the e*twi
Fok, deceased, defendants.
The above named defendants
them will take notice that on till
August, 1895, the above namel|
his petltton In the district it,
flinty, Nebraska, against joii
vou, the object and prayerufi
being to foreclose a certain tu
cate. Issued by the county ti
county, Nebraska, to him .
May, 1893, for the delinquent!
in block 10 In the city of O’Neill,:
of Holt and state of Nebraski
having purchased the same l»i
private tax sale and said certifiai
the delinquent taxes on said lotiti
1890, also to foreclose certaintiir*
issued to the plaintiff on the8thJ
1893, and the 3‘2th day of Decea
the delinquent taxes on laid loti
1891, 1892 and 1893. Said taxes I
paid as subsequent tnxes and to
plaintiff's prior purchase of said!
taxes. Plaintiff alleges that bell
of said certificate and enbseqr
ceipts and that the same at the!
become and still are a firstllai
and that there is due himbjr“
tux sale and subsequent tax
sum of $200.00, together with the
attorney fees.
The plaintiff prays foradeciw
taxes be decreed to be a tint
promises and prior to the lien or
each of the defendants, and pr
defendants be required to pay
that said premises may be sold to:
amount due. and further prays
terest of each and all the cefeoC
decreed to be subject, junior ana
plaintiff’s lien.
You are requiredi to answer#»L
or before the 23rd day
Dated this 12th d^or A,,^
In the District Court 01 Hull
Notice to Nonresident M
T. Arthur Thompson, PlamW .
,r.. i......... m o Hveland.
a. miuui < —, ,
Vs. Lurnan M. C evelam.
land, his wife and O. B. WM***]
estate of Charlotte White deceM**1
“human M. Cleveland and EbmJ
land his wife and C. B.. dj—
the estate of Charlotte White
that, on the
tike notice: that
D. 1805, the above ‘•"‘JM
olflee of the district cml” fJJfi
Nebraska, his petltion
and prayer of which Is to f kc *•
tax-lTen upon h tI
twenty-two In the cityjrf
enuring to him by I'c^s01’m
said lot to him by the cuiW f(|
said county, on tlm U*. “»v „
D. 1892, for the taxes then ^
thereon together with cI|tlnai
paid thereon : tlmt n ntHK .^
is now due him for P“th
subsequently paid on sa P (,,
with Interest thereonthe s“”>
“Yon'are required to ansj'^
on or before the 2bth. J
*Dated this 17th. dayP>
IN THE DISTKIL.in-k,5K4.
rhlcafft*
Farmers Trust Company,
corporation plaintiff
r— \St * Oil
James Harris and wife Ha"” John
W. Sherwood and "« ' m and «
wood, Thomas G. tows ,1.
Thomas 0. a,w|in.B«;de(«
Thomas G. ^^fnq&ver. dtf'
w„e, Mrs. Rockwell^'
thenf^mmkeano«i«£“p^!'
the above named deI‘Winf»?
ind prayer of saidPf« etf jfa
1. ,cer$aLn. „ S and »If “n $!
i certain mortgage u wffeto*»
i^rfoiiow;,^-^^-^
ited In the county ox n
'^rsouth^st quarterbOl fg
he north half of tne^ I11)rtli»e>[,th
.tea in mo
irasku, to-wit i
e north half “”nor>h«‘'"I
,e north half or ti . towniR41
ction Aftee“ Laid county
,nge nine (9.) in * petit* ^
ainrlff »Jle*,el‘"to
ortgage deed was . i?*#. #
iory note, dated -1 pecem^Jtle1
WO due and payable Ig ^
merest at seven per by wtert»
"“ally asevldeme ul[1„K. .
inually as eyldenro ^ 0„
tached to said rrl',c,^e defe“!l>
Plalntliralleyesthatt ^
lalntllT alleges that
pay said princfidue*® fed*
orest coupons 1 j estate l ^
on saUl Egg and *2 ^
NUl. »nd 18!T.«aha9e®S7
. taxes on snu* and tji .
II, 1690 1691, and
itect its security J aiii.|;e' ,(lijf
: salt, and P‘tt'"3„d cn“P«a«.iJ
B It on said note a UI11 off ^
a the sum of laud t
purchase of *“ s:1|j 3»a
Intltf alleges that d a first
Wholly unpaid,., u prays '“.eg
I estate, and plim pay the ^
^gaSst'S^a
111 due aus w d<o
'of the detendaU(t-plal„nJ-t|
act to the l*J |,enCy J°fj?iii<l ?
prays for a d*diele d *
lefendants Hair-* d forr
lohn W. Sherwood" -
, OI ma m "” oi plan'" dll
ect to the *|SJjeBcy 50fffind
for»r *!e4&
an
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