Nebraska Newspapers

    Ob as. H. Gere. Lincoln; Leavitt Burnham,
Omaha; J M. Hiatt, Alma; E. P. Holmes,
Pierce; J. T. Mallaieu, Kearney; M. J. Hull,
Edgar.
CONGRESSIONAL.
Senators—Chas. F. Mandersou, of Omaha;
W. V. Allen, of Madison.
Representatives—First District, J. B Strode
. Second, DH. Mercer; Third. Geo. D. Mikel
John; Fourth— Halnor; Fifth, W. E. And*
rows; Sixth; O. M. Kem.
JUDICIARY.
Chief Justice..Samuel Maxwell
AssooiatM.Tr.....Judge Post andT. L.Norval
FIFTEENTH JUDICIAL DISTRICT.
Judge.11. P. Klnkald, of O’Neill
Reporter.. J- J. King of O’Neill
Judge....A. L. Bartow of Chad ran
Reporter ....A. L. Warrick, of O'Neill
LAND OFFICES.
O’KSXLX.
Register....John A. Harmon.
Keoelver.Elmer Williams.
? COUNTY.
Judge... -..Geo McCutcheon
Clerk of the District Court. ....John Bklrvlng
Deoutr..O. M. Collins
Treasurer...J. P. Mullen
Deputy..........SamHoward
IDeDuty...Mike MoCartby
i'ujpt. of Schools..W. H. Jackson
C%utant.-Mrs. W. RJaokson
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JSoroner.. ........Dr. Trueblood
surveyor..
Attorney...,....H. B. Murphy
SUPERVISORS.
FIRST DISTRICT.
Cleveland, Sand Creek, Dustin, Saratoga,
Bock Falls and Pleasantvlew—J. D. Alfs.
SECOND DISTRICT.
Shields, Paddock. Scott, Steel Creek, WU
lowdale and Iowa—J. Donohoe.
THIRD DISTRICT.
Grattan and O’NeUl—R. J. Hayes.
FOURTH. DISTRICT.
Swing, Verdigris andDelolt—G. H. Phelps.
FirTH DISTRICT.
Chambers, Conley, Lake, McClure and
Inman—Geo fe Eckley.
SIXTH DISTRICT.
Swan. Wyoming, Fairvtew, Francis. Green
Valley, Sheridan and Emmet—H. O. Wine.
SEVENTH DISTRICT.
Atkinson and Stuart—Frank Moore.
Oil T OF Or NEILL.
Supervisor, E. J. Mack; Justtoes, B. H.
Benedict and 8. M. Wagers; Constables, Ed.
McBride and Perkins Brooks.
OOUNOnJMN—FIRST WARD.
For two years.—D. H. Cronin. For one
year—H. 0. MoEvony.
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For
RECORD WARD.
For two years—Alexander Marlow.
'one year—Jake Pfund.
THIRD WARD. -
For two years—Charles Davis. For one
year—Elmer Merrlman.»
OITT OFFICERS.
Mayor, O. F. Blglln; Clerk, N. Martin;
Treasurer, John McHugh; City Engineer
John Horrlsky; PoUce Judge, H. Kautsman;
Chief of Polloe, Charlie Hall; Attorney,
os. Carlou; Welghmaster, Joe Miller.
GRATTAN TOWNSHIP.
Jupervlsor, B. J. Hayes; Trearurer. Barney
MoGreevy: Clerk, J. Sullivan; Assessor, Ben
J oh ring: Justices, M. Castello and Chas.
Wilcox; Constables, John Horrlsky and Ed.
MoHrlde; Hoad overseer dlst. as. Allen Brown
dist. No. 1, John Enright.
SOLDIERS’ RELIEF C0MNIS8I0N.
Uegular meeting first Monday in Febru
ary of each year, and at suoh other times as
la deemed necessary. Kobt. Gallagher, Page,
chairman; Wm. Bowen, O’NeUl, secretary;
H. H. Clark Atkinson.
8t.patrick»s catholic ohubch.
Services every Sabbath at 10:80 o’clock.
Very Kev. Cassidy. Poster. Sabbath school
Immediately following services.
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Methodist church. Sunday
services—Preaohing 10:30 A. H. and ?:W
p. M. Class No. 1 0:80 A. H. Class No. 2 (Ep
worth League) 6:80 P. M. Class No. 3 (Child
rens) 3:00 p. li. Mind-week servioes—General
prayer meeting Thursday 7:30 p. h. All will
be made welcome, especially strangers.
B. T. GEORGE, Pastor.
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T A. R. POST, NO. 86. The Gen. John
JT» O’NeUl Post, No. H6, Department of Ne
braska G. A. H., wUl meet the first and third
Saturday evening of each month In Masonic
hall O'Nell] 8. J. Shii h. Com.
ELKHORX TALLEY LODGE, I. O. O.
P. Meets every Wednesday evening In
Odd Fellows’ haU. Visiting brothers cordlaUy
Invited to attend.
S. Smith, N. G. O. L. Brioht, Sec.
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CNARFIELD CHAPTER, R. A. M
By-- - ---
Meets on first and third Thursday of each
month In Masonlo hall.
W. J. Dobrs Sec. J. C. Habhish, H, P
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OFF.—HELMET LODGE. U. D.
. Convention every Monday at 8 o’clock p.
In Odd Fellows’ hall. Visiting brethern
cordially Invited.
T. V. Golden, C. C.
M. F. McCarty. K. of K. and S.
O’NEILL ENCAMPMENT NO. 80.1.
O. O. F. meets every second and fourth
Fridays of each month in Odd Fellows' HaU.
Scribe. Ohas. Hriort. ,
1J7DEN LODGE NO. 41, DAUGHTERS
J OF REBEKAH, meets every 1st and 3d
Friday of each month in Odd Fellows’ Hall,
LD Anna Davidson. N. G.
Blanche Adams, Secretary.
Garfield lodge, no.8S,f.&a.m.
Uegular communications Thursday nights
on or before the fuU of the moon.
W. J. D bs, Seo. E. H. Benedict, W. M.
Holt -camp no. 1 r io. m. tv. of a.
Meets on tne first and third Tuesday In
eaeb month In the Masonic halL
O. ¥. Biolin, V. C. D. H. Cronin, Clerk.
AO, U. W. NO. 153. Meets second
• and fourth Tudsday of each month In
Masonic haU.
O. Briqht, Bee. T. V. Golden, M. W.
INDEPENDENT WORKMEN OF
AMEUICAj.meet every,first and third
Friday of eaeh month.
Geo. McCutchan, G. M.
S. M. Wagers, Seo.
POSTOFFIQE OIRCETORY '
Arrival of Mails
F. I. a H. V. R. R.—FROM THR HAST.
Every day, Sunday included at.6:16pm
FROM THR WENT.
Every day, Sunday Included at.9:68 am
Passenger— leaves 9:36 a.m. Arrives 9:07 p.m.
JJreight—leaves 0:07 p. m. Arrives 7:00 p. m.
Bally except Sunday.
n'vEK.T. ivn rnvr fivi
u nsisuu nnw vusiUQ«A.
’Departs Monday, Wed. and Friday at 7:00 am
Arrives Tuesday, Thurs. and Sat. at..1:00pm
O’KXIU. AND NIOBRARA.
Departs Monday. WedrandFri. at....7:00 am
I ’ Arrives Tuesday, Thurs. and Sat. at.. .4:00 p m
l Arrives Mon.,Wed. and Fridays at ..UdWp m
. Departs Mon., Wed. and Friday at.1:00pm
PACIFIC SHORT I,INK.
O’NBILL, AND CHRLSRA.
O’NRILL AND PADDOCK.
O'NRIU, AND OUMNINSVTLI.R.
I THE LOST PARADISE'
HE room had been
very still tor a long
while; only the
even, monotonous
splash of the out
going tide, and now
and again a rest
less, unconscious
movement of the
dying woman In the
bed, disturbed the
awp-nnniA atillnAAR
I v T of the night.
In the big arm chair by the bed aide,
In the light of'the lamp, sat a gaunt
woman, angular and haggard, with
thin, compressed lips, yellow skin, light
eyes, and dead-straw colored hair
drawn tightly back from her forehead
tnd twisted in an uncompromising knot
«t the nape of her neck.
She had watched for many weary
nights now beside the bed, but still
her eyes were wide and watchful, and
her attitude alert. She counted each
Buttering breath of the girlish form be
neath the sheet, she noted each quiver
of the unconscious eyelids.
The night wore on, and, with the
coming of the gray dawn, a wind arose,
moaning round the little house, and
shaking the fastenings of the sick room
window.
The dying woman stirred; she
moaned, then slowly opened her eyes.
Great sad, bine eyes—like a child’s In
trouble. She fixed them upon the
watcher in the chair with a pathetic
'ook of entreaty.
“Hepsibah!” The pale lips Just
formed the whispered word.
The gaunt woman rose hastily and
bent over her.
“Hepsibah—you have been very good
to me-’’
A painful pause, breathing was so dif
ficult.
"Am I dying, now?”
• The woman bending over her made
no response, but tears gathered in her
hard eyes, her thin lips quivered.
“No, you need not tell me. I know I
am. I can feel it. Hepsibah—you
have been so good to me. There is
something that—you—must—do—for
me—when I am gone ”
Hepsibah bent over. her, waiting,
watching.
The dying girl raised one feeble hand,
pointing toward the old bureau in the
corner of the room.
“There—in the third drawer on the
left—a packet—letters—will you bring
them to me?”
Hepsibah brought over to her a lit
tle bundle, tied round with faded pink
ribbon.
The dying woman fingered it lov
ingly, wistfully..
“They are Jack’s letters—my Jack,
Hepsibah! For when I am gone, I
trust you to burn them for me, Tom
pmst never know. Poor Tom—he has
been a good husband to me; but I loved
Jack first—only he was so wild—I did
not know that he cared for me. And—
he went away in a temper—and I mar
ried Tom. But when Jack came back
from sea, last time, I—I found out how
much he cared. It wbb terrible—and I
loved him so! Then he was drowned—
my poor Jack-”.
A weak sob choked her broken whis
pering.
"Promise you will burn them, Hepsi
bah, for Tom’s sake-”
“Dear, I promise.”
“You haye been so good to me, so
patient with me. When I am gone you
will be good to poor Tom.”
A dull red flush overspread the wo
man’s face. She turned her head into
the shadow.
“I will do what I can, Nelly,” she re
sponded, in a smothered voice.
“Call Tom now, I fell I am soon—
going. I feel so cold—so numb!”
Hepsibah hastly left the room. She
was back in an instant, following by a
stout, ruddy-faced man of about 60.
He stepped softly to the bed, and took
the dying woman’s hand in his big
grasp.
"Come, Nell, my lass, you must bear
"YOU’LL PROMISE TO BURN THEM'."’ j
a brave heart. We’ll have you better
soon.” There were tears In his eheery
voice.
Nellie looked at him with a faint
smile; she raised the big red hand in.
which her own was imprisoned to her
tips. Then, exhausted by her recent
efforts, she closed her eyes and seemed:
to sleep. Presently she started vio
lently; her eyes opened in terror.
“The letters! You will burn them, j
Hepzibah-”
Tom turned to Hepzibah wonder
lngly. He thought the delirium had
returned.
“What letters does she mean?" he
asked.
Hepzibah was silent; she averted her
eyes. Then
“She means her dead mother’s let
ters,” she replied in a steady voice.
The dying woman looked her grati
tude for the saving lie. There was si
lence again, and a solemn sense of wait
ing in the room. At last Nellie made a
faint movement with her hand.
Hepzibah comprehended instantly; j
■he stepped to the window, drew aside
the curtain and opened wide the sash.
So Nelly looked for the last time upon
her little world.
Nelly’s big, sad eyes took In all the
beauty of the morning, then they gen
tly closed. ■%
“I am coming, Jack—dear-” she
flic'll Aft '
So Nelly Thurgood, Tom Thurgood't
young wife, died, and was buried In tfce
little Churchyard by the sea; and the
tide came In, and the tide went out.
through the long summer days and
nights, and peaceful order reigned In
the little cottage, for Hepzibsh waa a
notable housekeeper, and Tom was
grateful to her in a dull, Impersonal
way. Ala heart was burled in the
newly made grave on the cliff side, and
nothing seemed real to him but that.
Hepsibah watched him frtrtn under
her white eyelashes and kept silent;
but his pipe waa all ready for him when
he came indoors, and his favorite food
simmered on the hob.
Hepcibah’s hair grew brighter as the
days went on; her cheeks had a comely
flush; she began to take thought of her
dress. She bought a blue gingham
gown in the village, and a muslin hand
kerchief for her neck. Her voice took
a softer note, she began to sing about
her work.
But Tom would sit in the churchyard
through the long summer twilights, and
when he came Into supper his feet
dragged wearily, and hia eyes were dull
with misery.
“You should not grieve so,” said Hep
sibah softly, one night after supper.
She was knitting in the firelight; her
head was bent over her work.
Tom woke up from a dream; he
looked at her with seeing eyes.
“Ah, it’s well to say that to a man
whose heart is breaking!”
His voice grew husky; he turned his
head away to the lire.
"But yeu shouldn’t grieve as one
without' hope. Time must soften
things a bit—-you have your life before
you.”
Tom laughed a short, bitter laugh,
not good to hear.
“She was all I had—my Nellie. The
apple of my eye. What good’s life to
me now? Such pretty ways she had,
too,” he went on, musingly; “such ten
der, loving ways-”
Hepzibah’s needle flashed in the fire
light.
“There are other women in the world
as fond as Nellie,” she said softly, with
her eyes on her knitting.
There was a long silence in the room.
The fire flickered; a cinder fell on the
hearth. Hepsibah could hear her
heart throbs; she slowly lifted her eyes
to the man’s face.
He was not looking at her at all, but
at a china shepherdess ypon a little
table against the wall. His eyes were
troubled; he was trying to remember.
“My Nellie did not keep that on there.
No, it was on the mantleplece, herev
that she had it.”
He brought the ornament over, dust
ing it with his handkerchief.
“We must keep the things as she left
them, Hepsibah,” he said. .But Hepsl
bah had slipped out of the door into
the summer darkness.
She rested her arms on the little gate,
and stood looking far out to sea. Her
face shone white and ghostly la the
dimness. She shivered in the warm
air.
"You dead woman—you Nelly,” she
whispered tensely, “why will you not
give him up to mo? You have your
Jack, you do not want him—and I—oh,
my God!”
A great tearless sob choked her; the
shimmering waves mocked her; her
face hardened.
“Why should I not tell him? I shall
do you no harm. Are you anywhere
here to care at all? God, the life be
yond—are these anything but words?
How can one hurt the dead? You are
asleep in the churchyard there; and I
love him—and I tell you I love him!”
The man was sitting smoking mood
ily, gazing into the glowing fire, when.
Hepsibah glided in, and stood behind
his chair.
“Tom, I can’t bear that you should
grieve so. She wasn’t worthy of a love
like yours.”
“Hepsibah!”
• * • • • • •
“The letters!
Hepzibah laid the packet on tire table
and crept up the staircase to her room.
She tell on her knees by the bedside,
clutching the coverlet tight over her
mouth, that her deep-voiced prayer
might be stifled. She shook as with
the ague. The gates of heaven and
hell were open.
The still hours passed by. Night
waned, but Hepzibah, wild-eyed and
numb, crouched by her bed, straining
her ears for any sound from the room
below. Anything, anything, but this
deadly silence. The hours seemed
eternities.
It grew unbearable. Disheveled,
wan, fearful, she crept down the stairs
and peered in.
Tom Thurgood sat at the table, writ
ing by the dim candle light. He had
on his rough pilot’s coat; a bundle tied
in a red handkerchief rested beside
him.
Hepzibah’s broken cry aroused him.
He rose and came toward her.
“I’m going away—back to sea again,”
he said gravely. . “You’re welcome tc
the cottage and the bits of furniture.
There’s no home for me now—the place
would kill me. Out on the brine I shall
be able to forget—perhaps. Good by,
my lass. I shall be gone before you are
up. Go back to bed. woman. Good
by; there, gp."
He turned back to his writing, and
the room was quiet again. Presently
he threw down his pen and passed his
inky fingers through his hair.
“The wind moans terribly to-night,”
he said.
It was Hepzibah above, crying for her
lost paradise.—Ex.
JONATHAN AND PREACHERS.
n« Ha«l an Kxparteaca a*4 Kaaw Wkaa i
Thar Bit Ika HaU. !
It isn’t in th« traditions of the Osark
country that old Jonathan Magnets
was ever converted, but stories are told |
to show that he had a certain kind of !
respect for religion. The Magnesa fam
ily came from Kentucky. On one oc
casion, it is said, the Rev. John Milli
gan stopped at Jonathan’s house for the
night. The arrival was unexpected.
Mrs. Magness had made no unusual
.preparelions for supper. As the fam
ily and the guest sat down old Jona
than surveyed the simple fare for a
tew moments and then said abruptly:
“Help yourself, Mr. Milligan.”
Breakfast brought an altogether dif
ferent looking array of dishes. Old
Jonathan looked it over.
“Well, old lady,” he said, address
ing Mrs. Magness, “it looks as if you
had something for breakfast worth
thanking Ood for.”
Turning to the preacher old Jonathan
caid:
“Give us a touch, Brother Milligan.”
And Brother Milligan promptly asked
a blessing.
Three young Methodist preachers on
the way to conference stopped at the
Magness house for the night. After
supper old Jonathan produced a Bible
and a hymn book. He handed them to
one of the young preachers, asking:
"Sir, will you pray in my family?”
The young preacher read and sang
and prayed. As soon as they arose
from their knees old Jonathan handed
the books to another, asking:
"Sir, will you pray in my family?”
The Becond preacher conducted ser
vice, and then the old man called on
the third. This young man took the
books and went at it in earnest He
read and sang and prayed. He opened
with a general appeal for all mankind,
and generally narrowed down his in
tercessions until he got down to “poor
old Father Magness, whose locks have
grown gray In sin, and who is now
stalking on the brink of hell.” He
begged the Lord "to soften this old
sin-hardened heart and turn the face
of Father Magness Zionward.”
Old Jonathan asked for no more
prayers. The next morning the
preachers asked what they owed. Mr.
Magness said to the first: “Your bill is
$1.” To the second he said: “Your
bill is $1.” To the third he said: “Your
bill is nothing. I’ll be — U you didn't
pray well for me.”
HE MADE A POOD BARGAIN.
The London Syndicate Bit XtmIj at Bis
▼sty Msdast Mining Property.
From the San Francisco Boat: “It is
the eaaieat thing in the world to sell
a mine in London for almost any price,
provided you have anything to show
an expert,” said Major Frank McLaugh
lin.
“There is also a right way and wrong
way tr go about it. Some time ago I
went to London to negotiate the sale of
some mining property. Of course the
first thing I had to do was to let capital
know what I was there for. Then,
when inquiries commenced, I simply
said: ‘Gentlemen, I have mining prop
erty to sell. If you mean business and
want to buy send your expert out to ex
amine the property and make a report
on lb You know then what you are
buying.’
“A company was organised. An ex
pert examined the property and report
ed favorably and a meeting was held
to discuss the terms.
“ ‘Now, major,’ said the spokesman,
*we have found that the property may
be worth something. What is your
price?*
“ Two hundred and fifty thousand,’
said I.
” 'That is more than we expected to
pay. t^e expected to pay about two
hundred. There is not much difference
between two hundred and two and fifty.
If you drop the fifty we will take it*
“I had expected to get about 9100,000
for the property, so with a show of re
luctance I agreed to accept their offer..
When the papers Were made out I was
surprised to learn that they had been
talking about pounds and 1 about dol
lars, but I was very careful not to let
my surprise leak out, and that is the
way I got $1,000,000 for the mine.”
1
Llihtnlnc Strok* Vast*.
From the Rochester Herald: Certain
facts about lightning strokes, the re*
anlt of years of experiment by the
United States weather bureau, have re
cently been tabulated. Thunderstorms
reach their maximum In Juno and July,
though reported In every month except
In January, the region of winter thun
derstorms centering about Louisiana.
Forty such storms are the minimum
average for any such section. The av
erage annual loss of life from lightning
in the United States is twenty-four per
sons, of loss of property, over $1,500,000.
People living in cities and thickly built
towns run little danger, the risks in the
country or suburbs being five times as
'great. For the same reason the center
of a grove or forest is much safer than
its edges or Isolated trees, the dense
growth acting to distribute the current
4 Vary Deaurkabl*.
Tltt—You’ll take part in the football
game, I suppose, Mr. Tatt?
Tatt—Very sorry, .but I don’t know
anything about the game.
"Why, I thought you had taken a
full college course?”
"So I have, but I went to college to
Hudy, merely."
Od* to a Turkey.
One would think you owned the town
By your strutting up and down,
And your gobble, gobble, gobble all
■ogay;
But you’ll sing a different tune
When, a little after noon,
I gobble, gobble, gobble you Thanks
giving Day.
This S85 Music Box and one Ladies’
Gold Watch actually to give away, bo
you want them? Buy a Dollar’s worth
j of goods at Bentley’s and learn how
to get them.
FORTUNE SMILES.
They say fortune smiles on the innocent, yet innocent
are more enohred out of dollars on clothing, beoanse of their
innooense.
The Nebraska Clothing Company of Omaha' is known from
Portland, Maine, to Portland, Oregon, to some by mail to others in
sight. Everyone is a staunch customer who once bays here, be*
cause we treat prince and pauper alike, whether you are here in
person or order by mail, and because our prices are such that no
concern in the country can p ssibly duplicate, and your money
back any time you want it.
All Wool Suits (guaranteed wool) 18 worth from 18.80 to 110.
Black Clay Worsted Suits (Sunday dress) 17, cost everywhere 118.
Black or Blue Beaver Overcoats (velvet collar) 14.78, elsewhere 18.
Black or Blue Kersey Overcoats (dress style) 10.78, cheap at 110.
Splendid extra long ulsters (doth lining) 14, cheap at 17.80.
Good Grey Shetland doth Ulsters (hairy material) 18.80, worth 11.
Chinchilla Overcoats (velvet collar) 18.86, cost you anywhere 10.
Same way all overjthe house—Shoes, Hats, Gent’s furnishings
Boys’ Clothes, Rubber Goods, Lur Overcoats, and everything a
man wears, and if you’re dissatisfied with anything you buy, get
your money back, and this is why we sell so much and grow so
fast Mention The Frontier when you write.
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EUGENIE LOST HER WAGER.
Bomd tha Ban of • Royal Guard, but
Bo Old Mot More.
Nothing could be more magnificent
than the appearance of everything ap
pertaining to the court on all publio
occasions. The balls, especially, in the
various splendid rooms, particularly in
the immense "Salle des Marechaux,"
were a sight not to be forgotten, from
the first entrance, and ascent by the
great staircase, adorned with flowers
and shrubs, where on each step stood
two of the “Cent-gardes,” (the emper
or’s body-guard) as motionless as stat
ues. Nothing was more remarkable
than the drill which enabled these men
on all occasions when on duty at the
palace to remain without moving a
•uiMvie. me utugue oi mis immooiu
ty U said to be so great that It could
not bo endured beyond a certain time;
but it was ao complete that to come
■nddenly on one of these guards In
the palace was positively startling. It
was scarcely possible to believe that
they were alive. They were all re
markably fine men, sub-officers chosen
out of various regiments, and when the
war came they proved that they were
not merely parade soldiers, for they fig
ured among the best and bravest
troops. One day the little prince, when
a young child, In the hope of making
the sentinel move, poured a whole bag
of sweets Into his boot, but without
eliciting any sign of life from the mili
tary statue before him. This play of
the child being mentioned in the pres
ence of Col. Verly, Who commanded
the regiment, he declared that nothing
could make one of his men move when
on duty. The empress would not be
lieve this assertion, and finally laid a
wager that she would contrive to make
one of the guards move. Col. Verly
having accepted the wager, the em
press went with him Into the neighbor
ing gallery, where they walked back
ward and forward before the sentinel,
the empress trying by every means to
attract his attention. The guard stood
as if turned into stone. Col. Verly
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