Nebraska Newspapers

    The House of the Black
By F. L. Pattee Ring Copyright, 1905 I
CHAPTER XII—Continued.
"Plainer 'n two and two," continued
Lem with growing conviction. "Jest
yon see here wunst. A1 Farthing falls
out with the Squire cause he wants to
be glue. That's number one. The Squire
falls out with A1 Furthing 'cause he
wants to stay king. That's number
two. Both of 'era's mad at each other
as their skins can hold. That’s num
ber three. A1 Farthing's a pow-wower,
and what does a pow-wower do when
he gets mad? Heigh? W'y, he jest:
goes- and gets Ills blble and key ami \
silk threads and all that kind of stuff
and he ups and pow-wows wunst. [
That's number four. Rose Is the only
child the Squire's gut a’ready, and he i
sets more store by her than anything ,
else In the world still. Now, that’s
five”—counting on his fingers. "Now,
you -uns look here. When he pow-J
wows who will he pow-wow? Won’t"
it be Rose? Hein? Ain't that clear's
mud? Now you Jest think of It a min
ute. He spellbinds Rose and makes
her fall crazy In love with Jim. Can't
you hear the old pow-wower laugh
over that? Don't you see It’s for the
old man to kick Rose out of his house
and home or else leave all of his prop
erty to the Farthings? Hein? Oh, I
tell you, a long old head ciphered that
out, and I'm willing to bet my leg that
It was planned up In the old Heller
cabin. Slick? Oh, my, ain’t lt^sllck?"
"You folks make mo sick, by gor-rl
fus!" snapped Amos, who had been
keeping remarkably still for him. "I
can’t. If I die, help thinking I’m In a
nigger shack down South. Pow-wow!
Cat’s foot! Say, what do you know
about Rose and her doings, anyway?
Pshaw! I don't want to hear another
word about It. I’ll tell you one thing,
though: Rose ain't In no danger of
breaking her heart over any man; not
this week. She's mighty capable of
taking care of her own business, and
that's Jest the point where you folks is
weak."
“Say," spoke up Lem again, utterly
Ignoring Amos, "have any of you-uns
noticed how Tom Farthing's been shin
ing up to Loney lately? Noticed that,
have yeh? How do you cipher It out?"
Me waited an Impressive moment.
"Wall, suh, want to know my Idea? I
can see It Jest as dear’s mud. I could
tell a mighty good deal If I wanted to,
but I won't. I'll Jest say this much: If
Loney Holler'd lived 200 years ago
she'd have been In a little bonny-flre
•ome line morning. Mmh-huh." He
nodded his head Impressively and slim
Up one eye. "There's some strange
things goes on down In that old house
In the Run still—some mighty strange
things. I've saw Rome of ’em with my
own eyes, and I’ll tell you this: It
would he ns much ns my life Is worth
to tell about some of ’em still. She’s a
queer girl, Loney is. She’s the last o’
the Hellers, and she owns this walley
In the devil’s right. You-uns knows
that. Now think of this: ’fore A1 Far
thing could spin a thread he hud to
take account o' Loney. Aaln’t that
dear’s mud? Before he could tech the
Squire or Rose he had to buy her off.
I tell you even the devil can’t do noth
in’ In this walley still without askin’
Loney. Now let me tell you one thing,
Amos Hard’n,” he lowered his voice
and spoke in a shuddering whisper,
"that white face you and Dnn seen in
the old Heller house winder that night
was Loney's# ’Fore God, It was. I
know it ’’
A shuddering "Ah-h-h-h-h-h!” came
from the crowd.
"Yessuh, that white face was Loney
Heller’s. Fore God that’s the truth,
and I know what I’m saying. I could
prove It If I dast to. And where dhl
■ he go to? Answer that.” There was
no doubting the sincerity of the man.
He believed what he was saying.
"Tommy rotl Oh, pstyiw!” ejaculat
ed Amos. “I'm mighty glad I’m a Yan
kee and hain’t gut none of this infer
nal superstition."
"The only persons ever hung for
witches In this country still was hung
by Yankees,” retorted Lem. "I knows
some things, If my ancestors did come
ever In the Cauliflower.”
"Wal, the Yankees hung 'em. They
didn’t listen to ’em with their mouths
wide open like corn poppers."
"But how about that night up In the
Heller house, Amos? How about that?
Dan ain't no llur; Dan's fair mliuled,
and what did he say? Helgli?’’
"An infernal trick, done by wires and
electricity. You ran do anything with
electricity. A1 Farthing’s trying to lie
smart. That’s all there Is to that.”
"Oh. my! Talk about Dutch dumb
ness!" burst out Ulle. "By ehlmmlny!
Yar-r-r-r-r-r! e-e-e-e-e-e-e! Ho, ho.
bo! Oh, my! How’s that, Lem? Say,
Amos. that’B what I call Yankee dumb.
Where's the wires? They ain’t In
sight, and If there was wires a man
couldn’t dig no trench without us
knowin' It. And what about that great
black ring? Hein?”
••".-Here's an underground hole to the
Farthings’, or somewhere else,” main
tained Amos desperately.
"Oh, ehlmmlny gracious!" Ulle was
getting angry. "When did they dig
It? And didn’t Dan say you-uns went
down cellar and Jobbed every Inch of
the wall and stamped the ground?
Bay,* Amos, do have a little common
sense, If you he a Yankee."
"Wal, there's some Infernal trickery
about it, 1 know that. It's Jest like
slight er hand: you can't tell, if
you die, how It's done, but you know
It's a trick all the same, and It's al
ways easy enough when you hear It
explained." Amos was in his last
ditch.
"Yessuh. you're right: It is Infernal.
That's Jest what it Is. Ain't there
witches in the blble still? Heh? Ever
read of the Witch of Endor? Didn't
Job meet the devil walkin' up and
down the earth a’ready?—But, Lord!
what's till' uste? -By-and-by you'll be
saying the blble ain't true a’ready
cause it’s all chuckfull of tlsh stories."
"How do you think It’s coming out.
Lem?” asked one In the crowd.
‘‘What'll Loney do with Tom? Marrv
him?”
“O-o-o-oh, no! No, sir! Such crit
ters don't merry. I know Tom prettv
well, and he's a decent fellow in spite
of his father's dickerings with the
devil. I don't know nothing about
Jim. but Tom's a decent feller that's
bein’ Jumped off of the checker board
to get AI Farthing into the king row.
That's dear's mud to me. Have yeh
ever saw Loney wunst? Kinder wltchy
and snaky, ain't she? Ever saw any
thing like them eyes of hers, black and
sharp's a rat’s, and that hair? "Pain t
natural. Ever notice how she don't
■peak to yeh, but goes off kinder age
ways and soft, and sneaks out of sight'.
There's months at a time that you
don't see nothing of her at all? Where
Is she then? Hein? And where docs
she get them clothes, let me ask yeh
that? Not round here. Oh. I tell yeh
there’s more’n seven devils In that
critter still, and you-uns 'll know II
some day. She's the last of the Hel
ler's a’ready. and Tom's In her grip
Yessuh. She's fascinated him Jest likf
a rattlesnake. She looks like an ange:
to Tom, but 1 tell you-uns she's t
wiper—yessuh, a wiper. I know her
through anil through, and I could tell
a pile more If I dnst to. She's like one
of them nwful wamplres I’ve read
about, all black and snaky, that come
down in the dark and suck your life’s
blood before you know it. Ah-h-h!”
He looked about him furtively; there
was real terror in his face. He low
ered his voice to a whisper. "Oh, I
tell yeh, she's a hell cat without a soul
—a hell cat—anil Tom '11 wake up
by and by like a man with the night
mare and find her grlppin' his throat—
harder jmd harder, and he can't shake
her off till lie's dead—dead with his
eyes bulgin’ wide open." The man
was actually shaking with fear. A
shudder that was audible ran round
the circle.
"Say, Hem, if I knew half as much
as you do about the lower regions I'd
write a dictionary," snapped Amos. "I
don’t know of any first class diction
ary of pow-wowln’ and spells anil hell
eatery, and here’s a chance to make a
fortune. But see there—there's the
preacher riding like Peter. Jest see
him.”
The approach of the minister called
for a change of topic. Amos was an
adept at this.
“Say," he continued, “I heard a good
one on the preacher last week. Yo,u
know somebody got Into his barn a
while ago, and stole every blessed
Chicking he had to his name. Wal,
Hal Siebert that lives over to the Fur
nace sez to him the next day, sez he,
'Hay, reverend, It serves you Jest right,’
sez he. 'A Methodist minister hain’t
gut no call to keep chlcklngs. Don't
you get chicking to cat every time you
eat away from home, and that’s about
twlct a day? Wal, give somebuddy
else a chanct,’ sez he. ‘You've ate so
much chicking now that the pin feath
ers is growing behind your ears,' sez
he, 'and you ought to be ashamed to
look a hen In the face.’ Wal, wal,
elder, you here?" He turned with a
surprised look as if he had just caught
sight of the man. "Which way did you
come, I'd like to know? I was Jest
this very minute tollin’ 'em that I
thought you'd preach this mornlti' on
tlie good old text, ‘The voice of the
turkle is heard In the land'—spring
sermon kinder, don't you know? Wal,
I 'sposo we'll llnd the text out 'fore
soon if we c’n keep awake."
Five minutes later not a soul was In
sight, arid the drowsy notes of "Duke
Street" were floating out of the open
windows and over the Sabbath fields.
CHAPTER XIII.
THE POW-WOW AT ROARING RUN.
The habitation of Poppy Miller at the
mouth of the run hail been seen by
few of the valley people—at least by
day. The children of the region for
half a century and more had been
taught to avoid the uncanny place
and by no means to approach It save
under dire necessity, and then only in
the prescribed way: at dead of night,
In dark of the moon. In storm. If pos
sible, and never by the road. No one
In the region confessed to having made
the fearful trip, but a strange tale it
might bo wore all known.
The seat of power In the old cabin
was Gran'maw Miller, a mysterious,
dreaded personage whom few had ever
seen save those who had visited her
on midnight missions. Of her origin
and antecedents there were only tradi
tions. She was not a native of the val
ley. She and Poppy Miller had sud
denly appeared one summer, so long
ago that the date had been forgotten.
He was manifestly “Dutch,” but she
was of a type utterly foreign to iiie
region, and in half a century or more
she had not once been seen outside of
the limits of the Run farm. Of the
surmises and conjectures of the years,
that had now grown Into a solid body
of tradition by many accepted as veri
table history, it is needless to speak.
One thing, however, was certain:
Gran'maw Miller had power-—not the
power that removes disease, for all
must know that what brings disease
and disaster will not remove it—but
the power that touches the Infernal
agencies. For ordinary diseases, for
rheumatism, and warts, and “liver
grow’d" children, and such like, there
were manwy pow-wowers, but when It
came to dealings with the unknown
only Gran'maw Miller could avail. It
was firmly believed that she had In
her possession one of the few copies
now extant of that fearful volume,
“The Seventh Rook of Moses," the
book which In the motherland In the
old days had cost so many their lives,
and which a few. It Is well known, took
with them at the risk of body and
soul In their flight to the new world.
Thus the little valley and a wide cir
cle beyond it had ever their court of
last appeal. Would a nix-nux have the
spell removed, or a maiden win back
jiyr faithless lover, or a father rescue
ills wayward son—who could avail but
Gran’maw Miller? And there were
dark whispers of vengeance wreaked
on enemies, of lightning called from
the skies, of men and women suddenly
cut down by infernal agencies—deeds
too horrible even to think about. All
these things men averred had been
done on black nights In the Miller
kitchen, and there arc those even to
day who, could it be known, carry on
their breasts ghastly scars of crosses
and cabalistic symbolry done at mid
night when the lightning was gleaming
on the rocks of Roaring Run.
As to the origin of tills belief, so
potent in the Seven Mountains and
beyond, one might say much. One
might trace the inclinations and
witch lore to the German Palatinate,
whence this race sprung: then he
might study with certainty the wild
fetich elements added by the African,
and the still more awful lore borrowed
from the Indian. But this is not a
treatise.
The night of the 27th of May was
dark and stormy. There was no moon:
the rain came In spurts and swirls;, the
fog had smeared out every trace of
light as with an Inky thumb. From the
top of Hellers Ridge and from the
neighboring gaps came down ever and
anon the whimpering of the wind
among the snags, rising at times to
long whines. The trees along the pike
shuddered and twisted, though they
were as invisible as if In a cavern.
it was almost midnight. The last
light in tile valley farm houses had
gone out hours before; the storm and
the night dominated completely the
> landscape. In all the region there was
not a soul astir save at one single
point: at the mouth of Roaring Run a
woman, muffled beyond recognition,
was stealing through the wet shrub
bery.
Site did not pause or hesitate. As
she rounded a projection, guided ut
terly by the sense of touch, and by
the snarl of the Run close on her left,
a ray of light flashed into her eyes—
a single thin ray as from a dark lan
tern. She quickened her pace and
walked more confidently. A moment
and the outlines of a window became
visible. The light was filtering through
a hole in a blind, but it gave no hint
of the surroundings. After a false step
which landed her cruelly In a snarl of
thorns, she found the door and
knocked. The blows echoed with hol
low boom.
Instantly, as If her knock had caused
It, the ray of light winked out. There
was no sound She stood a moment
listening, and then she knocked again,
litter silence. Suddenly there came a
sharp whisper out of the dark, In her
very ear.
"Who’s there?” She Jumped con
vulsively.
“Who Is It?” the voice insisted
sharply.
"It's me,” she faltered.
"What name?”
"Rose Hartswick.”
"Alone?”
“Yes. I want to Bee Oran’maw." The
door swung open as of its own accord.
"Come in." It was utterly dark.
"This way."
She followed blindly the sound of
shuffling feet through what was evi
dently a narrow passage. A sharp turn
and they came Into a large apartment
lighted by a bed of coals in a fire
place. The half light disclosed her
guide, a bowed, hoary old man who
walked feebly. He shambled to a cor
ner, and. after a shaky struggle, drew
out a handful of something which he
threw onto the coals. It smouldered a
moment, then burst into flame, reveal
ing the weasel face and snowy beard of
Poppy Miller. The apartment was a
kitchen, long and low, with a fireplace,
an enormous affair of stone, taking up
nearly all of one side.
Rose gave a single curious glance
around, then centered her attention
upon a figure crouched by the hearMi.
It was a woman, thin and bowed, in
credibly old as the firelight revealed
It, and smoking a corncob pipe. It did
not move or speak.
"This here's Rose Hartswick come
to see yell wunst.” The old man shuf
fled over to her, and spoke In an un
expectedly high pitched voice.
"Humph!”
"I want you to help me, Oran’maw."
Rose went close to her and bent over
eagerly. ‘‘I’m In such trouble and I
don't know what to do." She stopped;
there wns no response or movement.
"Can't you help me, Gran’maw?” she
went on again, a growing nervousness
in her tone.
"Humph!” Again silence, so com
plete that Rose could hear the whine
of the Run outside. She fixed her eyes
on the still figure and waited breath
lessly. After a time she caught a low
rumble:
"She lets him come; she laughs and
plays; she looks Into hts eyes; and
when he would give his soul for her,
she would have him go—and he can't!
—Too late! Too late! Too late!—and
she comes to me! Ha—ha—ha! She
comes to me!” She broke Into a mirth
less chuckle, then subsided again Into
silence.
“But. Gran'maw," Rose cried eagerly,
"i couldn't help It; I didn't want him
to come." Again silence, and again the
mumble of the voice.
"Ha. ha. ha! She comes here to me.
She didn’t want him to come. But she
knew—she could see. And she danced
and played, and looked into his eyes—
and he's thinking of her now—tonight
—he’d give her his soul, and she’s to
blame! and It's too late.”
"But, Gran'maw, you can't lielp
me-”
"Too late. And she would come to
me and have me wave It all away. Ha,
ha, ha! I make a man stop loving a
woman! Ha, ha, ha! There’s nothing
In earth or hell to make d man stop
loving a woman—nothing—nothing at
all. On. she can make him love her—
It's easy's death, but when Its be
gun—she would stop It! Ha. ha, ha!"
There was that In her mirthless cackle
that was Inexpressibly horrible. She
continued to mutter Incoherently, then
subsided Into silence.
"And there's no help? You mean
there's no help?” Rose, In her earnest
ness, put her hand on the woman's
shoulder, but she withdrew It instantly.
“She would send him awnv. There's
another! I see him—ah, there he Is.
The eyes—I've seen those eyes; they
have revenge in them—eves with re
venge in them; and, they have looked
into hers, and she cannot sleep.”
“Oh, Oran’muw! Oh. I'm afraid!”
“Oh. yes, yes, yes. Ha, ha, ha! I’ll
send him away—he'll die for her. hut
I'll Send him away—I’ll send him away
—Ah. those eyes! There they are! See,
see those eyes!” She held out her
hand shakily.
"Where? Where?”
"There's but one way! It's his life
- I'll touch his life. See there! Oh.
God! what's that? Ah, he lies on the
floor—and his eyes are wide open, too
bnd, oh, too had—too bad.” She re
peated the words over and over In a
sort of wall.
"Oh, oh, Oran’maw," she gasped
scrambling to her feet and taking a
swift step back, "I want to go!”
"But he shall—he shall go.—It’s easy
—ho shall go away. It’s easy—as
death.”
"But, Gran’maw,” she broke out ex
citedly, "you don't understand. It's
not Karl; I don't want you to touch
Karl. It's father I come about.—I want
you to make father—feel different. I
Just want you to change him." The old
figure was rocking back and forth now
slowly. It was as If She were alone
and had not heard Rose.
(Continued Next Week.)
The Bird in the Hand.
From the Washington Star.
John La Farge, the famous mural
painter, received last month In New
York from the Architectural league a
gold medal. In his speech of acknowl
edgement Mr. La Farge said dryly that
he was thankful to get In his old age
a medal for mural painting from a so
ciety of men who. In his whole life long,
had refused to give him any mural
painting to do.
“I dined with Mr. La Farge the other
day.” said a mural painter to a report
er, ”nnd lie talked again about his
medal. He said he would have been
better pleased with work In the obscure
days when he needed It.
“Then he smiled grimly, and said he
was a little like a famous actress. A
manager offered the actress $1,000 a
week to make a tour of the world. She
insisted on $1,500. But the manager said
$1,000 was all he could give and he re
minded her of the fabulous Jewels that
South American millionaires, Russian
grand dukes and'Indian rajahs are
want to lavish on the ladies of the
stage when they are touring.
" ‘Go home,’ said the manager; think
the matter over, and let me know your
decision In the morning.’
"In the morning the actress sent the
manager this wire:
” ’Give me my terms and you can
have the Jewels.’ ”
Philosophusings.
The discontented man Is often his
own cloud1 raiser and sunshine ob
scurer.
Harsh criticisms of neighbors gener
ally arises from self-consciousness of
like defects.
Marriage is a failure to people who
are failures.
It Is the deepest furrowing in soils
and minds that brings about the btst
results of harvests.
Nothing so disturbs the devotions of
a woman as the fact that her neigh
bor’s hat beats her own a feather or
two.
New Zealand’s drink bill In 1908 was
$18,750,000. $420,000 more than in 1907.
Hair grows at the rate of three
millionths of a yard a second.
"THE NEW COLUMBIA" TO
REVOLUTIONIZE SOCIETY
IN THE RE-UNITED STATES
4 On and after January 1, 1914, ♦
4 if the people of America do their 4
4 duty, all lands not actually oc- -t
4 cupied and used will be open for 4
4 occupancy by actual settlers in 4
4 such quantities as they may de- 4
4 sire for actual occupancy and 4
4 use, but not for rent or specula- 4
4 tion. All surplus labor will be 4
4 employed by the government in 4
4 internal improvement and paid 4
4 at the uniform rate of $5 for each 4
4 six-hour day's service in govern- 4
4 ment certificates of service, legal 4
4 tender in payment of all debts 4
+ and exchangeable for all other 4
4 labor products at their economic 4
4 value as fixed by the government 4
4 department of production and 4
4 distribution at par and without 4
4 profit.—The American Party. 4
Sioux City is to be the capital of the
United States.
“The New Columbia, or The Re
United States,” a book by Patrick
Quinn Tangent, of Findlay, Ohio, says
so, and the American party, a new non
partisan political organization. Is going
to Bee that it is so.
In introducing his New Columbia,
Mr. Tangent says: "While It may not
be verified by any translation of the
BooS of Genesis, we have reason to be
lieve that our first parents were shoved
out of the Garden of Eden backward;
and that none of their descendants
have ever yet discovered the necessity,
or propriety, of facing about.”
Following which, Mr. Tangent pro
ceeds to open the eyes of the public to
a number of things about which they
have been going forward backward.
Author Prominent Attorney.
These statements and the remedies
proposed have weight because the au
thor is the man who began the pro
ceedings against the Standard Oil com
pany in Ohio, under the Valentine anti
trust law of that state, and made for
Wade H. Ellis the reputation which
put him In Taft’s trust busting con
tingent as chief sachem. The book rep
resents the very pioneer thought on
social economic lines, but is written in
the seat of government, Sioux City, at
the public expense, and shall be paid at
the rate of $3 for each six hour day’s
service devoted to the public business.
'Hie governors will adopt and pro
mulgate a code of uniform general laws
which shall apply and operate univer
sally throughout the territorial domain,
to be known as the revised statutes of
the Re-United States, the first section
of the first chapter of which shall read
as follows: "Therefore, all things what
soever ye would that men that should
to you, do ye even so to them, for this
is the law and the prophets.”
Work Six Hours Daily.
They will establish a legal standard
of value which shall consist of a six
hour day’s service, upon which they
will fixe an arbitrary exchange value of
$5.
They will maintain no embassies or
foreign consulates and no government
al institutions or enterprises abroad,
except upon the expressed Invitation
of the majority of the citizens of such
nations, and then only for the purposes
of social and commercial interchange
which shall involve no element of
profit.
They will impose no impost duties.
They will give their surplus product
to any foreign people at the cost of
their production, and transportation,
and if they can produce more than they
need, and furnish it to our people
cheaper than we can produce it, we
will gladly receive it.
No*Speculation.
No person will be permitted 1 o hold
land for speculative purposes, nor to
levy or collect rent; and all unoccupied
land shall be in the control at all times
of the county land agency. Whenever
the occupant of any registered land
shall abandon the actual occupancy,
or actual use, as above specified, for
the period of one year, it shall then be
subject to entry and record by any per
son who may desire.
The governors will construct, equip,
operate, and maintain with the great
est efficiency and security a system of
trunk line railways traversing the en
tire domain, north and south, east and
west, with intersecting branches af
fording convenient means of passenger
and commodity transportation to all
[
DOCTOR’S ORDERS.
Dr. Fox: "Now, my dear sir, I can’t cure you unless you promise to da
iverything I tell you.”
j Mr. SickleigH: ”1 promise.”
Dr. Fox: “Good! Now, first of all, pay me my last year's bill."
a style and treats each subject in a
way which cannot fail to provoke nec
essary thought upon these grave pres
ent day problems, pressing for solu
tion.
All Have Equal Rights.
The features of the work are equal
rights, responsibilities and opportuni
ties for all men and women, demoniti
zntion of metals, substitution of gov
ernment service certificates for all ex
isting forms of circulating medium,
governmental postal banks with loans
of money to aid individual enterprise
without interest, abolition of state gov
ernments. employment of all surplus
labor in internal improvement, free ed
ucation and maintenance in govern
mental industrial schools, substitution
of liix hour days service as legal stand
ard of value, with arbitrary valuation
of $5 a day, the annexation of Canada
to form the New Columbia or the Re
united States, and the change of the
seat of government from Washington
to Sioux City. Ia„ with all legislative,
executive, and judicial power in a con
gress of governors, two elected from
each state annually, one man and one
woman, with a complete democratiza
tion of government and home rule to
tile last degree.
| “Our literature, and the ourrlculum
of our educational institutions,” says j
Mr. Tangent, “are made up very large
ly of the history of persons and events
long agone. We send our sons to col- :
lege at the risk of their health, their j
morals, and in these days of hazing !
and football, their lives and limbs—and ;
what for? To learn dead languages,
and the history of dead things. To '
learn how man has undertaken in the
.past to divide God's footstool and man’s
habitation, by some arbitrary rule, and
without God’s authority, into frag-'
ments and sections.
Everything a Mistake.
“With this sort of mental training
and discipline, it is not at all remark
able that we jump at the conclusion
that the older a thing or an institution,
the better and safer it is; whereas, in
actual practice, we discover that the
universal trend of all things is toward
improvement, and that essential per
fection is the ultimate destiny of all
things.
“The history of the past is but an
endless sequence and succession of
mistakes and injustices, both of men,
and of institutions, and the only con
ceivable use of its study is to avoid
its errors. It is high time that all men
and all nations adopt the precept of
Paul, the great, If not the greatest,
apostle, when he said. "Brethren, I
count not myself to have apprehended:
But this one thing I do, forgetting those
things which arc behind, and reach
j ing forth unto those things which are
i before. I press toward the mark for the
priz** of the high calling of God in
Christ Jesus.”
Sioux City Exact Center.
In the New Columbia H is explained
that Sioux City will be the new cap
ital. for the Re-United States will in
clude Canada, and Sioux City will be at
the exact geographical center,
i All governmental powers and func
tions, legislative, executive, admin
' istrative and judicial, will be vest
ed in a board 'or congress of
governors; two of whom, one man and
one woman, shall be elected every year
: by the electors of each state; and all
citizens, male and female, above the
age of 18 years, who shall have resided
for one year within the state of their
residence, will be electors.
The governors shall be maintained at
parts of the country as fast as they ar«
settled; rates of transportation shall b<j
established by the department from
time to time at the actual cost of the
service as determined by economic sta
tistics.
Will Improve Waterways.
Telephone and telegraph will bfl
managed in the same manner. All
highways shall be maintained by a
bureau. All unused land is government
land and the government shall provide
for reclamation, irrigation and fertili
zation and shall furnish railways as
needed for settlement. Waterways shall
be improved. Electricity shall be a
federal commodity, sold at cost and
developed as fast as practical in every
part from water power. There will b*
no charity for, where distributive jus
tice prevails, no one will need charity.
Fuel and light will also be govern
mentally controlled, all fuel to be fur
nished at the same just, economic cost
to all, without regard to distance trans
ported.
Lawyers Are Barred.
Agriculture will be largely directed
by the government, saving by large
operations. Township justices shall be
two, a father and a mother. Election
eering for office in the public service
for any elective office will be a mis
demeanor. There will be no state gov
ernments. Although the author is a
lawyer, there will be no lawyers under
the new form. Insurance will be gov
ernmental. There will be no real or
personal taxation and no tariff.
Liquor may not be drunk where it is
sold and a black list of heavy drink
ers will be observed. Postal banks will
care for the circulating medium.
The New Columbia, therefore, com
pletely changes the present system and
starts every one out at the age of
18 with a prospect of $00,000 in wages
for his life work, and a chance to
have peace, home life and the pur
suit of happiness.
The new American party has its
headquarters in Room 9, Glean house.
Glean, N. Y.. and its hindquarters in
the Cusac block, Findlay, Ohio. The
head of it is George H. Phelps, who
has labored many years for the up
lift of the people.
The True Beginning,
When Phyllis looks
Thro' story books.
And skips the early stages,
And deep immersed
Peruses first
The Author's final pages,
To see if there
The maiden fair
Is to the Hero wedded;
And if the two
Fond lovers true
Escape the Villain dreaded,
I’m much inclined
No fault to find,
And would not criticise her;
For it may be
Than others she
Is infinitely wiser.
For as I read
My daily meed
Of real life’s endless spinning
1 can’t deny
The marriage tie
’S the love tale’s true beginning.
—New York Times.
Roughly specking, it might be said
that the annual importations into the
United States of coffee, tea and cocoa
amount to $100,000,000 a year; three
| fourths coffee, and the remainder about
1 equally divided between cocoa and tea.
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A Wrong Reading.
From the New York Tribune.
Dr. O. H. Parkhurst, at a recent banJ
quet, said of charity:
"Too many of us, perhaps, misinter
pret the meaning of charity as thei
master misinterpreted the scriptural
text:
"This master a pillar of the Western
church, entered in his Journal:
“ The scripture ordains that "if a,
man take away thy coat, let him have
thy cloak also.’ Today, having caught
the hostler stealing my potatoes, 1
have given hitn the sack.’ ”
Mexico's rubber industry is proving
less profitable than was originally ex
pected.
New York has raised $1,075,000 foi^
the Hudson-Fulton celebration which!
begins September 25 next, and $15,000
of the amount will be devoted to aero
nautic features. The reproduction ot
Fulton's little steamboat will have u.
right setting with fast motorboats and.
airships skimming around as it move*
upstream.
At the funeral of Fred Cavalla, a
London costermonger, the open hearse
was drawn by six horses. One of the
leading horses was ridden by a pos
tilion dressed in black, while four bear
ers carrying white wands walked be
side the hearse.
The coming summer is loudly heralded
as a season of color.
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the most eminent physicians it was essen
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of Figs and Elixir of Senna should bo
known to and approved by them; there
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The perfect purity and uniformity of pro
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by the Company’s original method of man
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The figs of California are used in tha
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