School Will Close Early. The school of agriculture at Lincoln will close three weeks earlier this spring to enable the students to help on the farms. •Commencement ex ercises will hp held Friday evening, April 5. P.egent E. ,P. Brown will de liver the address. Sixty-seven will re ceive diplomas, including forty-three boys and twenty-four girls. This is the same number of seniors as la3t • 0 ;r. Seventeen of the girl have taken the tethers’ training course preparing to teach in the rural and village schools. Get Year Seed Corn Now. The seed corn surveys niade in Ne braska and reported to the state coun cil of defense and agricultural col lege show the absolute necessity that the farmers who have not already se cured their seed corn for this year’s planting should do so as quickly as possible. Some of the counties report a sur plus and others that they will have to depend largely on outside supplies. To makij possible the supplying of all these needs and at the same time to provide as large ^.surplus as possible for use in states which are looking to Nebraska for seed corn is a patriotic /__ task and duty of the greatest im potence. To prevent the shipping away of stocks of seed corn from counties where it is needed for local planting and also stocks leaving the state be fore Nebraska’s needs are supplied the state council of defense has placed an embargo on such shipments until March 15. . To meet the seed corn situation wisely, it is most imperative that every farmer who has not already secured the seed he will need this year should do so at once—first getting his own seed and then doing all possible to help supply the needs of others. County councils, county agricultural agents, county boards of commission ers, farmers’ organizations, bankers, commercial clubs and others are urgently asked to assist in providing the seed necessary to plant this year’s corn crop. This is a patriotic duty our citizens must meet.—Nebraska State Council of Defense. ' Yankee Nurses. How fares it these days with American Red Cross nurses serving with the French and British armies? They live in corrugated iron huts heated with little pot-bellied stoves, and to be comfortably warm the wo ' ■: ■ .. --- uls: a# Increased tfee Hum teilmotMt tocgsed-and it wiE tbairktoo In purchasing your new HeatinSystem or replacing your present one, ' sure you safeguard the five factors listed i ;i the panel at the left. Each and every one minister to d your welfare—to the welfare of your family, br c, Remember, you are not making; our invest ment for a year cr two, but for a generation * j —Choose wisely. /'-V Valuable Book and - • %::n%%!£nJL04 Heating Plan FREE We have a large illustrated book which !££L2. anticipates each and every question that yVr.!:?JS2»*Y would ansa in your mind—it’s free—secure ... ' ■' rT.MIEKCE one. 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Bevo—the all-year-’round soft drink <. / Guard Against Substitutes _i have the bpttle opened in your presence, first seeing that A1 | men wear layers of Woolen garments so that, as one girl wrote to her folks, “we look like Teddy bears.” Busy days and nights they are, with these American lassies in the British hospitals just back of the lines in Flanders, and vastly interesting, too. “I am too tired this morning after twelve hours of night duty to write much,” says a recent letter. “It has been unusually cold, and nearly the whole night I went from patient to patient removing bandages and rub bing cold feet and legs with hot oil. The job wears one out, but the poor lads are so utterly grateful for the service that I feel well repaid.” In another letter the same young woman wrote: “For at least half my time on duty today I’ve sat beside the stove in a group of Tommies and Jocks (English and Scotch soldiers) able to sit up and tell stories. “I’ve been in spirit up in the trenches and over the top. I’ve seen deserters shot. I’ve watched Fritz coming across No Man’s Land with hands up, crying ‘Kamerad! Kamerad!’ I’ve been at the Dardanelles, seeing good soldiers die of dysentery like flies, and their bodies heaped in piles and burned. “Then I’ve stood by observing the battalion doctor looking over the men; giving one man with a sprained ankle ‘medicine and duty;’ telling another he’s shirking, and then an hour later finding his lifeless body in the bath house. “I’ve even been across in bormie Scotland and watched the mothers of lads who will never return flocking around the ■ one who has come back, asking for information about ‘last words,’ the burial, etc,, and have heard the braw Scotch lad lie manfully about the graves of his lost comrades. “I’ve admired the photos of fat babies, huggable youngsters two or three years old and sad-looking wives and mothers. The wives are always sad and worn looking. Today almost every story was tragic. Yesterday it was all comedy. “Horrible, everything, of course; yet intensely interesting. Its a great mystery to me how some men can go through what they do without a bump. Many of them have been in the war since the beginning, and have gone over the top many times, yet they’ve escaped even so much as a scratch fom wire entanglements. “Two days ago we received from the American Red Cross a big, fluffy, bright red comfort for each patient’s bed. You cannot imagine how njuch the lively color helped to brighten the wards and make the men cheery. The gift was as effective as a whole week of sunshiny days—and in this part of the" world we don’t know what a sunny day looks like during the winter season.” The Hitchcockatoo. Oh, the hitchcockatoo Is a wonderful bird; It’s an ornithological king. E’en the wild philaloo Figures second or third When the hitchcockatoo’s on the ! wing. Whfen it opens it’s bill, All the air it can fill, For its voice is a marvelous thing. Little children, whatever you do, Do not fool with the hitchcockatoo. When the hitchcockatoo Gets a thought in its brain (Which is not quite as rare as you’d think), It will whiffle and whoo Like an exile from Maine In a state where he can’t get a drink. But the thoughts it must speak Almost bum up its beak And are wholly too hot for cold ink! Little children, I’m pleading with you: Do not bother the hitchcockatoo. Yes, the hitchcockatoo Has a voice you might class As a motoring Gabriel’s horn; It will knock you askew Like Teutonic trench gas Or Nebraska’s byproduct of corn When the welkin it hits, Why the welkin just quits And is sorry it ever Was bom. Oh, and world’s greatest hullabaloo Is the yawp of the hitchcockatoo! Does the hitchcockatoo Slaughter millions at will ? No, my child, I am forced to admit That the most it can do Is to blow through its bill And to mimic a frog in a fit. But it makes such a noise It will shatter all joys If you come within hearing of it, O, my children! it never is through! So we run from the hitchcockatoo! —John O’Keefe in New York World. The Spell is Broken. Frank Kennedy in the Western Laborer: Since the first German claimed exemption from military ser vice because he was an alien enemy, after declaring his intention to be come a citizen and voting in 1916, there has followed a stream of this | breed, including Greeks, Russians, Italians, a few Britishers, but with the Germans beating them all forty miles. The real, big, staggering sensation of the district exemption board occurred at 3:04 p. m. Tuesday when a member opened the question aire of Frank Grimley, a carpenter,! who works for the Home Builders, and found an Irishman who claimed exemption because he was an alien. He wa3 born in Belfast and ducked out of Ireland two years ago. He stands alone as the first and only one of his kind found in the 24,000 regis trants in the North Platte district— and one is enough. The riot follow ing the explosion caused so much con fusion that, by golly, I don’t know whether he was put in class 5-H, or among the Holy Rollers or Soul Sleepers. No Limit. Buffalo Express: “Young August lives like a millionaire’s son, doesn’t he?” “Higher than that. He lives as high as he imagines a millionaire’s son w