‘‘WHAR DEW I CUM IN?”
(Being the Soliloquy of a Farmer on the Free Raw Sugar Question.)’
‘‘Thar's a mighty lot cr talkin’ about farmers 'n thar rights,
’N the wonderful prosperity thet beet growin' invites.
Thar's a heap er foolish crowin’ ’n the 'beats’ begin ter shout
’n holler fer the Tariff ter keep free raw sugar out!
But I notis thet the beet-producin’ farms are very few',
An’ the farmers through the country ain’t got much cf it ter dew.
1 he hull land ain’t a-raisin’ beets, ’n ain’t goin’ ter begin.
Beet growin’s right fer sum, I guess—but, whar dew 1 cum in?
The farmer gits four dollars now fer every ton o’ beets—
A hansom price, I must allow—-but hidin’ sum deceits.
Beet sugar manyfactercrs admit es they hev found
Thet "granylated” costs ’em sumthin’ like tew cents a pound.
In fact thet leaves a profit on which they’d greatly thrive—
And—if it kin be sold fer three, why should we pay ’em FIVE?
It seems ter me es thet's a game thet's mighty like a skin—
But—if thar’s any benefit—waal,—whar dew / cum in?
When Uncle Sam’s in want o’ cash we’re glad ter help him out,
’N we'll stand all the taxes thet are needed, never doubt,
But when his pocket-book’s well lined an’ nary cent he lacks,
lit seems ter me his duty’s ter repeal thet sugar tax.
Them fellers wot is interested sez its to protect
The beet-producin’ farmer thet the duty they collect,
But I guess thet explanation es a little bit too thin—
The sugar maker,—he's ail right;—but—whar dew we cum in?
Take off raw sugar duty an' the price will quickly fall,
To everybody’s benefit, for sugar's used by all.
The poor will bless the Government thet placed it in thar reach—
(’n millions of our citizens free sugar now beseech)
The dealer ’ll be delighted—less expenditure fer him—
More demand ’n bigger profits—which at present are but slim.
An’ the farmer ’ll be as well paid as he ever yet lies ben—
But he’ll buy his sugar cheaper—thet’s whar he an’ I’ll cum in.
Now, whar’s the sense er reason of the sugar tax to-day,
When our treasury’s a-bulgin’ an' we hev no debts ter pay?
The duty on raw sugar's Fifty million every year—
An’ the people's got ter pay it—thet’s a fact thet’s very clear.
Fifty million! Great Jerusha! Ter protect beet magnates, too,
Why should they tax ALL the people—just ter help a scattered FEW?
And the FEW? Beet-sugar MAKERS! Don’t it really seem a sin
Thus ter help an' fill thar coffers? Whar dew you an’ I cum in?
The farmer growin' beets hes got a contract price for years,—
Free raw sugar wouldn't hurt him, an’ of it he hes no fears.
But mebbe, like myself—he’s also growing fruit so nice—
Ter preserve it—at a profit—he needs sugar—at a price!
The repealing of the duty surely cuts the price in two—
Thct’ll make a mighty difference, neighbor, both ter me an’ you!
Let the sugar manyfactrer make such profits as he kin—
Ter him it may seem right enuff—but whar dew I cum in?
An’ I ain’t a-goin' ter swaller all the argyments they shout
Thet the farmers need protection—an' must bar raw sugar out.
Common sense is plainly showin’ that the people in the land
Want raw sugar free in future—an’ its freedom will demand.
’Tis a tax no longer needed—hateful to the public view,—
Taxing millions of our people to enrich a favored few.
They can’t blind me any longer with the foolish yarns they spin.—
While they’re busy makin’ money—whar dew you and I come in?
I’m a-goin' ter keep on hustlin', talkin’, plcadin’ with my frends,—
Ain’t no sense in lettin’ others gain thar selfish privet ends.
I’m a-goin’ ter write ter-morrer to my Congressman ’nd say
Thet he oughter do his best ter kill that tax without delay!
Feller-farmers, do your utmost—whether you grow beets or not
To repeal the tax on sugar—you can but improve your lot!
Cheaper sugar helps your pocket, greater blessings you can win—
When we’ve three-cent granylated—that’s whar you an' I come in!”
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Never Wa» There Such Excitement—
riiyslrlaos' Association Trying
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Ottawa, Canada, Nov. 25th.—This
city is stirred up as never before.
Some seven years ago the local papers
published an account of a man named
George H. Kent of 408 Gilmour street,
who was dying of Bright's Disease and
who at the very last moment after
several of our best physicians had de
clared he couldn’t live twelve hours,
was saved by Dodd’s Kidney Pills.
People who know how low Mr. Kent
was refused to believe that he was
cured permanently and the other day
in order to clinch the matter the pa
pers published the whole case over
again and backed up their story by
sworn statements made by Mr. Kent,
in which he declares most positively
that in 1894 he was given up by the
doctors and that Dodd's Kidney Pills
and nothing else saved him, and fur
ther that since the day that Dodd’s
Kidney Pills sent him back to work
seven years ago, he has not lost a
single minute from his work. (He is
a printer in the American Bank Note
Printing Company.)
Mr. Kent is kept quite busy during
his spare hours answering inquiries
personally and by letter, but he is so
grateful that he counts the time well
spent. Indeed he and his wife have
shown their gratitude to Dodd’s Kid
ney Pills in a very striking way by
having their little girl—born in 1896—
christened by the name of “Dodds.”
Altogether it is the most sensational
case that has ever occurred in the his
tory of medicine in Canada and the
perfect substantiation of every detail
leaves no room to doubt either the
completeness or the permanency of
the cure.
The local physicians have made the
case of Kent and Dodd’s Kidney Pills
the subject of discussion at several of
the private meetings of their associa
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NCIDENTALLY,” re
marked the man with a
basket on his arm as he
came into the presence of
the editor. ‘‘I night men
tion the fact that if you
want the fined, and fat
test turkey for your
Thanksgiving dinner, my
store is the place to get
it, but that is not what I am
here for. I came in to bring you
an item of interest. You may not
know, notwithstanding an editor knows
more than anybody else on earth, that
the first proclamation of Thanksgiving
Day that is to be found in printed form
is the one issued by Francis Bernard,
Captain-General and Governor-in-Chief
in and over his Majesty's province of
the Massachusetts Bay in New Eng
land, and Vice-Admiral of the same,
in 17t>7.”
The editor admitted that it had not
occurred to him previously.
“I’m glad I'm giving you something
new,” continued the turkey man, "and
now let me read it to you, so you may
compare it with the modern style. It
is headed ‘A Proclamation for a Public
Thanksgiving:’
“ ‘As tne business of the year is now
drawing toward a conclusion, we are
reminded, according to the laudable
usage of the Providence, to join to
gether in a grateful acknowledgment of
the manifold mercies of the Divine
Providence conferred upon Us in the
passing Year: Wherefore, I have
thought fit to appoint, and I do, with
tne advice of his Majesty’s Council, ap
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•‘INCIDENTALLY,” SAID THE MAN.
point Thursday, the Third Day of De
cember next, to be a day of public
Thanksgiving, that we may thereupon
with one Heart and Voice return our
most Humble Thanks to Almighty God
for the gracious Dispensations of His
Providence since the last religious An
niversary of this kind, and especially
for—that He has been pleased to pre
serve and maintain our most gracious
Sovereign, King George, in Health and
Wealth, in Peace and Honor, and to
extend the Blessings of his Govern
ment to the remotest part of his Do
minions; that He hath been pleased to
Dless and preserve our gracious Queen
Charlotte, their Royal Highnesses the
Prince of Wales, the Princess Dowager
of Wales, and all the Royal family, and
uy the frequent increase of the Royal
Issue to assure us the Continuation of
the Blessings which wo derive from
that Illustrious House; that He hath
Decn pleased to prosper the whole Brit
ish Empire by the Preservation of
Peace, the Enerease of Trade, and the
opening of new Sources of National
Wealth; and now particularly that He
aath been pleased to favor the people
if this Province with healthy and kind
ly Seasons, and to bless the Labour of
:heir Hands with a Sufficiency of the
Produce of the Earth and of the Sea.
“ ‘And I do exhort all Ministers of
the Gospel with their several Congre
gations, within this Province, that they
issemble on the said Day in a Solemn
manner to return their most humble
thanks to Almighty God for these and
ill other of Her Mercies vouchsafed
into us, and to beseech Him notwith
itanding our unworthiness, to continue
His gracious Providence over us. And
1 command and enjoin all Magistrates
md Civil Officers to see that the said
Day be observed as a Day set apart
lor religious worship, and that no ser
/ile Labour be performed thereon.
“ ‘Given at the Council Chamber in
Boston the Fourth Day of November,
1767, in the Eightn Year of the Reign
if our Sovereign Lord George the
I'hird, by the Grace of God, of Great
Britain, France, and Ireland, King, De
lender of the Faith, &c.
“Fra Bernard.
“ ‘By His Excellency's Command.
“ ‘A. Oliver, Sec’ry.
“ ‘God Save the King.’
“Remember what I told you about
he place for Thanksgiving turkeys,”
aid the turkrey man, laying the paper
■n the desk and walking out.—New
fork Sun.
Happiness has ltss use for comfort
han indolence has.
Satire Is the salt of wit rubbed on
sore spot.
—
Lov* and a silver dollar are tested by j
ne r'jjg.
fF the many feast days
celebrated throughout
the world, Thanksgiving
Day, the day set apart
by proclamation to give
thanks to the Giver of
all good for the mercies
and blessings of the year
is nearest and dearest, to the hearts of
the American people. Especially is
this so in historic old New England,
where family ties, associations and
memories, together with the day-by
day life of the hardy sons and daugh
ters of this prosperous and picturesque
region, are tempered and molded even
to this day by the traditions of their
Puritan ancestry, writes Kev. John
Hall.
Nearly three centuries ago a little
band of brave, adventurous pioneers
celebrated the first appointed day of
Thanksgiving. Governor Bradford, at
Plymouth, Mass., in the autumn fol
lowing the landing of the Pilgrims, set
apart a day to be devoted to thanks
giving, prayer, praise and incidentally
to various and sundry demonstrations
of good will, good fellowship and a
general good time for young and old.
It was a day of bounty, o£ openhanded
ness, a day when the lateh-string was
not only altogether out, but the door
was wide open. It is said of certain
venerable Puritans that after the feast
was over, after the hangers-on and the
few poor of the neighborhood had been
fed, that they gathered into baskets
the scraps and bits that remained and
went out through the highways and
byways looking for hungry dogs and
cats, that they also might bo filled on
this blessed day. Failing in this, they
placed the food on some rock or tree
trunk, that the birds and wild beasts
might eat thereof. There are many
holidays around which pleasant memo
ries cluster, but among them all
Thanksgiving Day presents to our view
the most kaleidoscopic pictures. This
day for family reunion, this milestone
on the pathway of human life, this day
from which many households date
their pleasures and their griefs, the
red-letter days in the calendar of the
aged and infirm, hoped for, waited for,
prayed for, because it brought once
more the smiling faces of loved ones;
because it furnished one mofe delight
before the venerable and snow-crowned
heads were laid away in their last long
home. There is one most delightful
feature of this altogether happy occa
sion: Blessed be the roof under which
an unbroken family circle gathers.
Then it is tnat the day can have its full
significance of thanksgiving and praise.
It is hard indeed to accept the decrees
of Providence when they remove from
us those to whom our hearts are close
ly united. Try as we may, profess as
we will, up from the depths of our
souls comes the cry for the beloved
who have been taken from us. But
when we come, one and all, an unbrok
en band and take our places at the ta
ble filled with the good things of life,
then in the fullness of our hearts we
can give thanks not only for the plenty
which has been showered upon us, but
for the presence of those without
wnom our lives would be incomplete
and full of sorrow.
It is meet that before we enjoy the
delights of a table laden with the deli
cacies and dainties with which the sea
son has furnished us, that we should
render our tribute of praise and
thankfulness to the great Provider who
giveth at the proper time the harvest
of field, orchard, meadow, forest and
stream. It is but common justice that
we would do this even to a friend who
has bestowed favors upon us. How
much more, then, to the great Creator
who gives not omy the simplest, but
also the greatest, gifts of our lives!
For the gift of life! What is life?
Lite is the spirit of God Himself. When
God made man He brc.thed into his
nostrils His own breath and with it
a fragment of his own spiritual and
immortal being.
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The girl who has cultivated the ,
spirit of thankfulness does not gush
over at the gift of a daisy, and snap
an indignant ‘Thanks!’ at the mat
who has lost a day from the ofti e to
gratify her little whim, writes ted ward j
lu. Pell in the Woman's Home Co: !
panion. Of course- those mother.
cf ours had their whims, and ex- [
1
ercised the priceless privileges oi
thoughtlessness and snapping now
and then, as girls, and other than
girls, have always done; but )
think it cannot be denied that
the girl of a generation ago had a
conscience on the subject of debts ot
gratitude such as few have had since
her day.
I have said that I am afraid that
with many of us today it is a lost art.
1 am sure that it is not given that
prominence which it once had, and
that it is not cultivated with the en
thusiasm with which it once was.
Girls are taught what etiquette says
about it, but etiquottc deals only from
the lips outward, and the result is
that even our language tells the story
of the decadence of thanksgiving. A
traveler from Mars might hear our
‘Thanks!’ a million times and never
suspect that it was meant as an ack
nowledgment of a favor. I am sure
that up to, say, a dozen years ago, Id
those parts of our country where gal
lantry has held out longest, one could
not give up a seat in a car without
being sure of a full return in an ac
knowledgment that meant to ac
knowledge something, and that to
day the average man is utterly upset
and undone when his ears catch the
old sweet sound.
Of course this does not Justify or
j account for the current lack of gal
lantry among men, but I am not en
gaged in the hopeless task of restoring
men to the old paths, but in the hope
ful one of pointing out a neglected
talent which the most charming of
girls may cultivate with good results.
I am not grumbling. I do not mean to
say that the girl of the period is one
whit behind the girl of the past. I do
not believe in the decadence of women.
I believe that the girl of today is equal
to the girl her mother used to be; but
I do not believe that it is enough to
say of our girls that they are equal
to the girls of the past any more than
it is enough to say of a flower that has
had the best attention of the best
florists for a generation that it is as
beautiful today as it was thirty years
ago.
If we have done wisely, the girl of
today ought to have not only some
thing which her mother lacked, but
she ought to have all her mother's
graces as well. Gut it is a serious
question whether in pressing her de
velopment we have not cultivated
some qualities at the expense of
others, just ns in pressing the devel
opment of a certain flower wo have
increased its size and beauty at the
expense of its fragrance.
’Cindy, reach dah ’hino yo’ back
‘N’ han’ me date ah almanac,
Wy, Land! t' morrer’s Thanksgivfn*
Cot to git out an* make hay,—
Don’ keer what de preachah say,—
We mils’ eat Thanksgivin’ day,
Uz sho’ uz you’s a-libbin’—
You know whah Mails Hudson libs?
Dey’s a turkey dah dat gibs
Me a heap o’ trouble.
Some day Hudson g’ine to miss
Dat owdushus fowl o’ his:
I s g’ine ober dah an’ twis’
’At gobblah’s nake plumb double-.
Coin’ pas dah t’ othah day
Turkey strutted up an’ say:
“A gobble, gobble, gobble!”
Much uz of rnoii’t remahk:
“Don* you wish at it wuz dahk?
Ain’t 1 temptin’?” S‘ i; "b-ii huhk,
Kr else dry'll be a s■, labblc.”
**Take an' wring yo’ nake rig':’: iprick.
Light on you lak a thousand brick.
■-N’ y"U won’t r nov. vital l.cL \ . u.'*
‘N’ 1 \v> lit Oil. ^ i. cvuK day,
When i goes by 1 bat-..-way
At fou i uad tni !i ii s.iy:
aV I'm tiahd nv it 1 t. ii mi.
(to go di hr. - Ad nigbr,
A ' pat o n i: i: I :.km - light.
N' I'll 1.1:n ’em lak a . d»b!.ih.
Take « i . ’t *:: u;. . Inyimr pas> ;
C« t to »n> r:ia v, ok up i'j.k' .
Air'; a •?: iiu to tni »• n V; ss
Off o no men's i : K4 y -yobblaiW