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. A,. •. ,vV» ..'m !. . Awarded Highest Honors—World's Fair, 'DR/ $tlC& Scream. BAKING POWDffl MOST PERFECT MADE. . A pure Grape Cream of Tartar Powder.' Free from Ammonia, Alum or any other adulterant, 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 fhip, John li, lSJ'SJuS Company, defendant,.'1** OompanJ: llei?/9^" »3i 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 *? (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