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! O'NEILL BUSINESS DIRECTOR?
P^H. BENEDICT.
LAWYER.
Offloe Id the Judge Roberta building, north
of O. O. Bnyder’e lumber yard,
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ATTORNEY AT LAW
Keferenoe Pi ret National Bank
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Address, Page, Neb
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PHYCIAN AND SURGEON
Office over Corrigan’s, first door to right
Night calls promptly attended.
M. P. KINKAID
LAWYER
Office over Elkhorn Valley Bank.
O’NEILL. NEB.
JJlt. J. P. GILL1GAN,
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON.
Office in Holt County Bank building
Orders left at our drug store or at my
residence first street north and half
block east of stand pipe will receive
prompt response, as I have telephone
connections.
O’NEILL,_ NEB.
SCOTTISH SHARON,
Or GREYT ' WER 153330,
Assisted by Imported KING TOM 171870.
Both prize-winning bulls of
the Pan-American, heads the Ak-Sar
Ben home herd of Shorthorns. Young
bulls for sale.
J. M. ALDERSON & SONS,
Chambers, - - - Nebraska.
; C. L. BRIGHT i
REAL ESTATE AND IN
SURANCE.
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Choice ranches, farms and town
lots for sale cheap and on easy
terms. All kinds of land busi
ness promptly attended to.
„ Represents some of the best
lnsuranoc companies doing bus
lness In Nebraska.
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speciatlies:
eve. Ear, Nose and Throat
Spectacles correctly fitted and Supplied.
O’NEILL, NEB.
F. J. DISHNER
SUCCESSOR TO
A. B. NEWELL
4 REAL ESTATE I
' O’NEILL. NEBRASKA (
Belling and leasing farms and ranches
Taxes paid and lands inspected for non
residents. Parties desiring to buy 01
rent land owned by non-residents givi
me a call, will look up the owners and
procure the land for you.
O’Neill —
Abstracting Co
Compiles
Abstracts of Title
ONLY COMPLETE SET OF AB
S7RACT BOOKS IN HOLT COUNT)
O'N'KI'LL* NEB.
HOTEL
* -Evans
Enlarged
Refurnished
Refitted
Only First-class Hotel
0In the City
W. T. EVANS, Prop
| The New Market
Having leased the bats Market
and thoroughly renovated the
same we are now ready to sup
ply you wlih choice Fresh and
Halt Meats, Ham, Bacon, Fish.
/ In fact everything to be found
In a fiirst-class market. We
invite your patronage : : :
Leek & Blackmer
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Severe Attack Of Grip
Cured by One Bottle of Chamberlain’s
Cough Remedy.
“When I had an attack of the grip
last winter (the second one) I actually
cured myself with one bottle of Cham
berlain’s Cough Remedy,” says Frank
W. Perry, Editor of the Enterprise,
Shortsville, N. Y. “This is the hon
est truth. I at times kept from cough
ing myself to pieces by taking a tea
spoonful of this remedy, and when the
coughing spell would come on at night
I would take a dose and it seemed
that in the briefest interval the cough
would pass off and I would go to sleep
perfectly free from cough and its ac
companying pains. To say that the
remedy acted as a most agreeable sur
prise is putting it very mildly. I had
no idea that it would or could knock
out the grip, simply because I had
never tried it for such a purpose, but
it did, and it seemed with the second
attack of coughing the remedy caused
it to not onla be of less duration, but
the pains were far less severe, and I
had not used the contents of one bot
tle before Mr. Grip had bid me adieu.”
For sale by P. C. Corrigan.
Business Place of Rotnschilds.
There are probably few firms la Lon
don to-day who have occupied their
premises for a longer period than the
Rothschilds. The founder of the Eng
lish branch made SL Swlthln’s lane
his home as well as his olfice for
many years, and at his death abroad
his remains were brought home and
laid in state In the same famous olfice
wherein his grandsons carry on their
business to-day.
Great Northern Railway
W. & S. F. RY.
Through daily service to Minneapo
lis and St. Paul with direct connec
tions for all points in Minnesota,
North Dakota and west to Pacific
Coast. Through sleeping car service.
Apply to any agent for rates, folders
and descriptive matter.
Fred Rogers,
Genl. Pass. Agt.
What Uncle Reuben Says.
Most all of us believe in a hereafter
but at de same time moat all of us am
willin’ to beat de odder man in a hoes
trade and take a few chances.—Lo
ti oit Free Press.
Inventor Loses Hla Mind.
M. Goubet, inventor of the sub
marine boat the patents of which
were purchased by an English com
pany, has baea removed to an asylum.
Danger of Colds and Grip.
The greatest danger from colds and
grip is their resulting in pneumonia.
If reasonable care is used, however,
and Chamberlain’s, Cough Remedy
taken, all danger will avoided.
Among the tens of thousands who
have used this remedy for these dis
eases we have yet to learn of a single
case having resulted in pneumonia,
which shows conclusively that it is a
certain preventive of that dangerous
disease. It will cure a cold or an at
tack of the grip in less time than any
other treatment. It is pleasant and
safe to toke. For sale by P. C Corri
gan.
Shorthorn Soils end Men.
SCOTCh tops on best BATES fami
lies, 35 BULLS 14 to 26 mo. old. 20
HEIFERS and 10 COWS bred to our
tine Scotch bull MISSIES PRINCE
75402. Over 200 head In heard to select
from. These are the cattle for western
men,as they are acclimated. Come and
see them or write for prices.
THE BROOK FARM CO.,
J. R. Thomas, foreman,O'Neill. Holt Co..Neb.
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TIME TABLE
Chicago & Northwestern Ry.
TRAINS EAST
tPassenger, No. 4, 3:45 a. m.
•Passenger, No. 6, 9:52 v. m.
•Freight, No. 116, 4:25 p. m.
tFreight, No. 64, 12:01 p. m.
TRAINS WEST
tPassenger, No. 5, 2:50 p. m.
•Passenger, No. 3, 10:05 p. m.
•Freight, No 119, 5:32 p. m.
(•Freight, No. 63, 2:50 p. m.
The service is greatly improved by
the addition of the new passenger
trains Nos. 4 and 5; No. 4 arrives in
Omaha at 10:35 a. m arrives'at Sioux
2ity at 9:15 a. m. No. 5 leaves Omaha
it 7:15 a. m., leaves Sioux City at 7:50
1. m.
*Daily; tDally, except Sunday.
E. R. Adams, Agent
□riffin Bros.
MERCHANT
TAILORS
O’Neill, Nebraska.
Misapprehension.
BY PAULINES 8. MORGAN.
(Copyright. 1901. by Dally Story Pub. Co.)
Dorothy had been married two
years. She had always been senti
mental, and her heart was full of ro
mance. Her emphatic statement that
her life would be an eventful one, had
so far been untrue, and to-day as she
sat curled up In an easy chair before
the window watching the oeaseless
rain as it fell drip, drip, upon the
stone pavement, she felt it would al
ways be untrue. The rain seemed to
be beating on her heart, and a few
tears forced themselves down her
feverish cheeks, for Dorothy was actu
ally sad; she who had always been
noted for her happy, hopeful nature.
But for the moment she had forgotten
her comfortable surroundings and her
devoted husband, for Jack Hunting
was a slave to his pretty wife.
The day and hour was not apropos
for remembering her blessings and
how she had worshiped her Jack
when she married him, and how his
kiss had thrilled and throbbed
through her whole being, in an eo
stacy she could not fathom. Her eyes
were now fixed and a smile was on
ner ups as sne tnougnt or Nea wuey,
her old love; they had never been reg
ularly engaged yet they and every one
who knew them expected them to
marry. How handsome he was, and
how she had loved him; he had al
ways been her hero since she was a
mere slip of a girl. Thus she would
try to convince herself that she had
made a mistake In her marriage, and
that she had never 'oved Jack as she
did Ned, and that the only honorable
thing to do was to tell Jack so, and
go back to where Ned was; although
It had been several years since she
saw her sweetheart of childhood days.
Presently she came to earth with a
thud. What right had she to wander
thus; her thought should be entirely
for the man whose name she bore. He
is so good to me, she murmured and
she tried to concentrate her thought
wholly upon Jack, the noble fellow
who believed In and trusted her so
lmplicity. As though her thoughts
had come to life, at that moment Jack
came up the front steps whistling.
Springing from her seat the young
wife hurried to the dressing table,
where she smoothed back her hair and
gave several dabs of powder to her
red eyes.
The door opened and a cheery voice
inquired, "How is my little girl to
day?" and he kissed her tenderly. “O,
Jack, 1 am so glad you came home
early, and—and—”
“And what, my child?” as he felt
her arms go about his neck, her form
quivering with suppressed emotion.
“What is it my girl? Are you not well?
Shall we go to the theater to-night
and have a little supper afterward or
is there something else you would
like better?” and a distressed look
came into the man’s eyes as a name
less fear seemed to be tugging at his
heart. At last she felt as though she
could stand the strain of the situation
no longer. “I am homesick, Jack,” she
cried, “and I wish I could go back for
a little visit."
A relieved sigh broke from his Ups
as he Joyously said, ’ Why, of course
you can go, dearie; get what ever
you need and have the best time you
ever had in your life.”
Dorothy had been back to her old
home for several days and once more
she seemed a bachelor maid, with
friends coming and going, parties and
rides and a constant reminder of old
days.
She spent a few days with Violet,
an old chum. Violet listened to all
she said with fear in her heart, won
dering and uncertain whether this
young wife would remain true, or take
a fearless step to gain something she
knew not of. “It Is all ideal, my be
loved child; your castles in Spain
must be shattered and you must ac
cept your disillusionment as a phase
of life that all have to experience,”
Violent argued emphatically one day.
“O, sweet girl, do not preach to me.
I am too happy in the thought that
to-night—this night—I will see Ned
once more.”
“Well, my dear, you are unreason
Dorothy Was Actually Sad.
able,” cried Violet, impatiently, “but I
feel certain you will see things differ
ently to-morrow.’’
The day seemed Intolerably long,
but when night did come Dorothy’s
heart was beating tumultuously and
her Angers were cold and nerveless,
but her eyes sparkled with excitement,
and the scarlet in her cheeks burned
like Are. "He Is waiting, child.” “I
will go down to mee. him and you
come presently,” and Violet gazed
lovingly at the girl who caused her
so much anxiety. It seemed she had
iralted hours, when Dorothy decided
she must go flow* or surely Ned would
be gone. She surveyed herself once
more before the long, pier glass, won
dering If Ned would think her as beau
tiful as ever; if he would look at her
again in the old eager way. She smiled
at herself In the mirror and made a
courtesy at the vision pictured there
in; the effect was perfect and she was
satisfied. The simple white dress
hang in graceful folds around her
slender form and her chestnut curls
were bound high on her small head in
a band of black velvet. "I must go
down,’’ she whispered, as she drew
forth one long curl over her gleaming
shoulder. Noiselessly she crept down
the stairway and hesitated at the door
way. She grew cold and a sickening
feeling almost caused her to faint, a;
a coarse voice sounded familiar to her
ear. As she moved forward someone
seemed to be saying a long way off.
"You remember Mr. Wiley I know.”
Her gaze wandered to him and she
paused in a panic of fear. "Ned,” she
cried, and then with a choking gasp
“I am so glad to see you agalu.” She
smiled with her lips but the man no
tlced how pale she looked. Mechaut
cally she took * seat and tried to an
swer in a natural manner all that war
said to her, while striving hard to con
-’cSv"
“Oh, Jack!" Came the Muf'led and In
coherent Words, “I Didn’t Know Be
fore * ow Much I Loved Youl”
trol a mad desire to rush out of the
house and give veut to her suppressed
feelings.
Bitterly she cried out against her
disappointment, as she tried in valh
to discover wherein this man had
changed. There waB the same hand
some face and athletic figure but
something indefinable was missing
and she would hang breathlessly on
each word and act, grasping the rem
nants of her ideal.
But his eyes were not tender like
Jack’s, his mouth was not firm like
Jack’s, and all at once an overwhelm
ing love surged up in her heart and
a great happiness filled her being, as
she realized in that moment her hus
band was her Ideal, her hero, her only
love.
It was all a vague dream as she
listened to the hum of voices, and the
moments seemed remarkably long till
the hour came for leaving. When he
had gone the girls stood silent for a
little space and when Violet kissed the
smiling lips a sudds.' revelation came
to her and she knew.
Jack was pacing up and down the
platform waiting for the express. It
was so long since he held his dear one
close to his heart. Before he realized
It all the train had stopped and he
clasped a slight form in his arms. "O
Jack!” came the Incoherent and muf
fled words, “I didn’t know before how
much I loved you.” And then was
enacted anew the story which no
man’s lips are weary of uttering, and
of which no woman’s ear shall tire.
HERE’S A PROSPEROUS INDIAN.
He Owned a Cayusa, a Buckboard and
Chewed Tobacco.
i An Indian driving a forlorn-looking
bay eayuse attached to a rickety buck
board was the attraction on the street
yesterday afternoon. The wheels
were bound all round with baling wire
and hemp rope to keep the tires and
spokes In place, and the old buck sat
upon a fresh cowhide folded Into a
wad. He wore citizen’s clothes and
his ears were protected with a black
handkerchief. He also wore a white
cowboy hat with nickel plates on the
band, woolen mitts, and chewed to
bacco. In a flour sack tied to the
body of the buckboard was a lot of
■tuff supposed to be sugar, tobacco
and corn.
A wave of civilization seems to have
bit the renegade Indians in this
vicinity, and some of them have actu
ally doffed the red blanket and paint
and taken up the garb of the white
man and gone to work. Some are
hauling wood to town, others are try
ing to be good. But the great major
ity of the band are no good at all for
anything and they never will be, It Is
feared. However, there is a radical
-departure in some quarteie, and those
who have drifted awoy from the old
and lazy habits are being encouraged
by the whites to keep the good work
going. A Cree In these parts was
never known to work before this
fall and winter, and those who are
working seem to be trying to do the
right thing. Perhaps by their laud
able efforts they are maintaining a
number of Cree households in the
hills, and thus relieving in a measure
a deal of distress what might other
wise have been keenly felt among the
renegades.
The Indian in the buckboard yes
terday was not at all communicative,
and when asked where he lived he
answered with a grunt that shook the
rickety old contraption on which he
was riding.—Anaconda Standard.
From His Mammy's Side.
BY WILLIAM LIQHTFOOT V138
CHER.
(Copyright. 190S, by Dally Story Pub. Co.)
"Haint you a Hunter?"
I was not a bit astonished, though I
had never seen the man before. But
this was down In Kentucky, wher#
people are not afraid to speak to each
other, even though they have not been
"properly Introduced.”
I was sitting on the sway-backed
fence, In front of my Aunt Betsy’s
sway-backed house, being a visitor
there for the first time since boyhood.
My questioner was a native who
happened to be passing, lie had a
bushy and iron-gray heard, that was
also tangled; he wore the wreck of
a broad straw liat that was weather
beaten, and a largo piece was gone
from one side of the brim, as If an
eager and hungry cow had bitten It
out for fodder. His Jenns trousers
were held up by one yarn suspender
that was fastened to the garment In
front with a wooden peg. His coat
was a loose, soiled and butternut af
fair, ripped about the armpits tnd
frayed at the cuffs. Yet he was a
pleasant enough looking person, as to
countenance, and was only In his
wunvuig fiuuieH. l iutirueu ;
afterward that he was justice of the
peace there, and I have never been
able to understand how his official
work could have been so hard on his
habiliments.
"Yes, sir; I’m a Hunter," I replied.
“Geo! You alnt little Tub Hunter,
ar’ you?"
“Well, I’m not so little, seeln-r that
I weigh about a hundred and ninety
pounds, but I am Joseph Hunter, who
used to bo called Tug In these parts
fifteen or twenty years ago."
“I saw that you had the favor of
the Hunters an’ seeln’ you settin’
heah on yo’ aunt's fence I ’lowed you
was a Hunter, an' maybe Tug, that
went ’way oft yander, while ago. Doan
seem so long ago, nuther. But then
when the shadders takes to failin'
toads the east, back yander doan seem
so long aR It does to a young man."
"Speaking of the East. I see you
have traveled some,” I said, having
observed a llttlo Masonic pin that he
wore on his hickory-shirt front.
"Yes, ben some distance that way,”
he replied with a touch of pride. “An’
I reckln you’ve seen a monst'ous Bight
o’ the world sence you went away?”
"Been pretty nigh all over It."
“You doan say!”
“Yes.”
“I reckin you must run across a
mighty sight o’ Kaintucklans. So
many’s gone away from here. An’ they
ar’ glnnally cuttln’ a pooty big swath,
alnt they?”
“Yes, but then there are a great
many people in the world cutting a
big swath besides Kentuckians.”
“Well, yes, I ’lowed thar waz, but
ef I wuz you I wouldn’t say a heap
on that subjlc while I wuz around
heah. Kaintucklans Is monst'ously
sot on Kaintucky, you know.”
“Yes, I know all about It. I was
very much that way myself until I had
a chance to look over the earth a lit
tle, and my ideas have changed some
what.”
“Lernme tell you. I wuz pooty nigh
fo’ years in the on-clvil war, on the
Union side; sence that I’ve raised a
good many pooty fa’r hawses and got
broke. Glttin old, too. Hawse biznlss,
them days, sometimes tuck me to New
York, an’ Chicago, an’ out West, an’
one place er nuther, an’ that set me to
philosophizes I tuck notice that a
heap er Kaintucklans wuz mo, Kain
tuck when they wuz way off yander
than they wuz at home. They called
for cawn-bread, mighty loud, in the
Willard House at Washln’ton, but
they tuck hot biskits, ever time at
home, when they wuz on the table.
Whut’s mo’ I’ve hearu of model Kaiq,
tuckians ’mongst big men, out In New
York, an’ heah and thar, that wuz
noted fur the liquor they could drink,
an’ the poker they could play, an’
when you come to flgger ’em down
they warnt bawn Kaintucklans, at all,
but come heah from sommers else, an’
pooty soon got to out-Kalntuck the
Kaintucklans.
“Howsmever, lemme tell you some
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“Hain't You a Hunter?”
mo’. Thar is such a thing as Kain
tucky characteristics, of the kind you
hear about an’ read about. But all
through, thar’s Jest as much difrunce
twlxt the Kaintucky gentleman an' the
Kaintucky squirt as thar is twixt the
Irish gentleman an' the Irish tarrier.
The difrunoe lays in whether he's
raised in ignorance an’ oneryness, or
otherwise.
“Never know'd old Major Downey, I
reckin?”
“No.”
“Case In pint. Heap er Kalntuck in
him. He wa? a pessimer—whutever
that Is. Had a mighty good farm over
hesh on Cabin crick—ssn-in-law farm*
It ylt. Ef it sot into rain the old
major up an' 'lowed it wuz goin’ to
ralv all spring an’ ther wouldn’t be
any cawn planted fo’ June. Ef the
sun come out a day er two, he Jls
know’d ther’d be a drout an’ not er
muff stuff raised to teed folks, let
alone fatten haugs, so he kep hlssef
tollable mlsabul, an’ ole Mis Downey
•keered that bad she worked hersef ts
skin an' bones, savin’ an’ scrlmpln
Downey was good 4*’ mean like soma
bacon—a streak er lean an er streak
er fat. He wuz great for fine cattle
an' hankerin’ to Improve his breed.
Still he 'lowed it couldn’t be done, an'
that the stock in everything wuz run
nin’ out. One time he bought a Dur
ham hull for ’bout a thousand dollars
an’ how he ever got the critter home
aint fur me to say, fur it wuz the sav
agcst brute anywhar. an’ twuz bout as
much as anybody’a life wuz worth to
go in a paster whar the beast wuz.
"Down on the crick jinein his farm
wuz a rickety cabin. Onery white
man name Cull lived in it. His wi<»
wuz dead an lucky fur it, an’ he ha-’
ten-yeur-old boy that was the trifli- 1
little halley in ten states. He wm
oternaliy Hingin' roots an’ things, let
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“Howdy, Gentlemen 1”
Un’ down bars an' leavin’ open gates
ou Downey’s place, an’ sometime*
bangs would git In an root up soma
blue-grass. The major hated a haug
'cause he said, one on ’em could root
up mo’ blue-grasa than a drove of 'em
wuz worth. I dunno whlcu he hated
most, Cull’s boy er haugs.
"Ho warns ver, one day the ms J r
wuz rldln’ home from whai he’d h u
shootin' squlrls, down In the hick t
bottom. Passlu' the paster whai
cattle wuz, all of a suddent he
that boy er Cull’s cornin', llckety-sp.it,
over the hill outen a holler In the pas
ter, an’ that Durham atter him, bod
erln’ an’ snortin', an It looked like iv
wuz all day fur that young un.
Downey never stopped to think how
much the bull wuz worth nor how
trlflin that boy wuz. He raised his
rifle an’ when she cracked that bull
fell dead as a do'nail.
“That wuz the Kalntuck In the old
man.
“He rid on home, cussln’ wild In
two languages, fur he’d ben a captain
In the Mlxlkln waugh an' he cou.d
talk Spanish till it slzzed.
"Day er two atter that thlsh yer
Cull up an died with somethin' sud
dent, an' what does the old major do
but have Cull burled an’ take that
trlflin boy an' raise an educate him
Said be had to do somethin’ to git
even on the loss of the bull. Lemma
tell you. That wuz mo’ of the Kain
tuck In him.
"That boy grow’d up to be one o’ th“
finest men in tbe state. Boy wa.
actually bad. Jes wanted raisin’ riv
I tell you ef a scrub calf Is tuck out-m
the knobs an put onter blue-grass It’s
goln’ to make a good critter, an’ you
kin put a shawt-hawn heifer out In
the peavine an’ it will make a mighty
sorry cow. Howsmever, this Lem Cull
had a good strain o' blood In him from
somewhar—mammy's side I reckln—
fur he come out monst’ous well—best
farmer In these parts, an' he's Slnator
from this deestrlk. Married old Dow
ney's datter, an’ the major vised to say
the whole place would er gone to—
never mind—ef it hadn't er been for
the boy.
“Damph that ain't him cornin’ a
splittin’ down the pike yander now!”
A handsome, straight-backed, white
moustached, gray-halred young man,
who sat his horse like Buffalo Bill,
dashed by and lifted his cavallerish
hat to us with "Howdy, gentlemen.”
A yellow, one-eyed dog that had
been asleep in Aunt Betsy’s yard,
raised his pathetic face and looked
astonished, a game rooster with a cape
like a buzzard’s plume falling over lii3
shoulders, flew on to the sway-backed
fence and crowed defiance to a domi
nicker braggart across the way, the
'squire returned: "Howdy Colonel
Cull” to the horseman's salutation and
moved away, saying:
“Head turned white when the bull
chased him. Owah lodge meets to
night. Jine us.”
Pensions for Teachers.
Thirty-two of Boston’s former public
school teachers draw pensions from
the Boston Teachers’ Retirement
Fund. The fund Is now nearly $08,000.
Each active public school teacher who
Is a member of the association pays
$18 yearly Into the fund, and upon re
tirement becomes eligible to its bene
fits, if he or she has taught thirty
years in the aggregate and at least
ten years in the public day schools of
Boston. In case of physical Incapacity,
however, a teacher may derive benefit
from tbe fund if he has taught two
years in the oity’s public schools, but
the annuity stops if he regains his
health and working ability.