The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965, November 20, 1924, Image 5

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I will sell at my place, nine miles north and one mile west of O’Neill, on the
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§| One brown horse, 8 years old, weight 1100; 1 gray horse, 9 years old,
H weight 1300; 1 bay horse, 7 years old weight 1050; 1 bay horse, 11 years old,
m weight 1050; 1 bay horse pony, weight 1000.
I 6 Head of Cattle |
$g Three fresh milch cows; 1 cow with calf at side; 2 spring calves. It
j 22 Head of Shoats 7 1
m Twenty-two head of shoats. Will average about 125 pounds each. ; I
1 Farm Machinery and Miscellaneous |
B One mower; 1 disc; 1 riding weeder; 1 riding cultivator; 1 walking rj
I® cultivator; 1 lister; 1 walking plow; 1 two-row go-devil; 1 rake; 1 box ™
wagon; 1 three-section drag; 1 grind stone, and numerous other articles.
Household Goods: One Superior range; 1 kitchen cabinet; 1 10-foot
dining table; 1 Singer sewing machine; 1 Columbia phonograph and
records; 110-egg Old Trusty incubator; numerous small articles.
Chickens: About 40 pure bred hens. About 45 acres of corn in field.
TERMS—Nine months’ time will be given on all sums over $10.00 with
approved security and 10 per cent interest. $10.00 and ufider cash. No
property to be removed until settled for.
1 COL. JAMES MOORE, Auctioneer. NEBR. STATE BANK, Clerk.
With the official announcement from
Washington that President Coolidge
has accepted their invitation to at
tend the Twenty-Fifth Anniversary of
the International Live Stock Expo
sition, which will be celebrated at
Chicago from November 29th to De
.cember 6th, the management of that
famous show is preparing for the
greatest gathering of agricultural
people ever brought together in the
history of the basic industry.
The history-making character of
the Twenty-Fifth Anniversary is em
phasized by the fact that seven for
eign judges from three continents will
assist in designating the victors.
Canadian exhibits will be out in full
force, headed by a herd of price-win
ning Shorthorn cattle from the Prince
of Wales’ Alberta ranch and entries
from the Agricultural College and Ex
periment Stations of the Dominion.
As an added incentivei for Canadians
to compete in the Grain and Hay
Show classes, the provincial govern
ments are offering cash bonuses to
their farmers who are successful in
the various contests.
In addition to the special honors and
trophies, over $100,000 in cash prizes
will be awarded in nearly nine-hun
dred separate contests, $10,000 of
which is offered by the Chicago Board
of Trade as premiums in the Grain
More Comfort
for Less Money
The Ford Coupe is the lowest
>: riced closed car on the market—
yet one of the most satisfactory.
Costing less to buy and maintain, every dollar invested
brings greatest returns in comfortable, dependable
Sturdy, long-lived and adapted to all conditions
of roads and weather—it meets every need of a two
passenger car.
Steadily growingdemand and the resources and facilities
of the Ford Motor Company have made possible a
closed car, at a price millions can afford, rightly de
signed, carefully built and backed by an efficient service
organization in every neighborhood of the nation.
The Coupe
For dor Sedan $685
Tudor Sedan 590
Touring Car 295
Runabout - 265
On open models demount
able rims and starter are
$85 extra.
AU prices f. o. b. Detroit
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and Hay Show. More than eleven
thousand animals and five-thousand
samples of crops will compete, the
number of entries received establish
ing new records in nearly every de
partment of the Exposition.
Mrs. Elmer Michaelis is on the sick
Francis Grubb is a victim of the
"flu” this week.
Mr. and Mrs. Sed, of Nemaha, are
visiting* their daughter, Mrs. Vern
Sageser. *
Mrs. Nettie Earl left for Wood
lake, Wednesday, for a visit with her
Miss Anna Fleek, and brother, Har
ry, are ill at the home of their par
ents, Mr. and Mrs. Rube Fleek.
Mrs. A. R. Bell sustained a badly
sprained ankle, Monday, while she was
at work in the yard at her home.
Theo Hurting is suffering with a
badly infected kiiee, the result of being
kicked by a horse several weeks ago.
Rev. Judkins, who has been supply
ing the pulpit at the Baptist church
the past two weeks, left for his home
in Omaha, Wednesday.
Rev. Downing, of Tilden, and Rev.
Barkey, of Battle Creek, came to
Chambers to help make preparations
for an evangelistic campaign to be
held by the Baptist church during the
coming year.
Chas. R. Allen had the misfortune
to get his foot caught in a hay baler,
Friday, causing a painful injury
which will keep him on crutches for
some time. Fortunately no bones
were broken.
What might have been a more
serious accident happened at the
home of Mr. and Mrs. T. E. Newhouse,
Friday, when their infant son, Keith,
upset a kerosene lamp. The little
fellow was burned about the hands
and feet. While his injuries are pain
ful he is getting along very nicely.
Margaret Leach and Edith Sex
smith gave very interesting talks be
fore the assembly Tuesday in cele
bration of education week. Their
subjects were: “Why Government
Exists,” and “One Constitution, One
Union, and One Flag.” These talks
were both interesting and instructive,
and were very well rendered.
The bookkeeping class has received
the Model Sets, and are getting down
to business on them.
The public: speaking class will be
given a test today. This class has
been working lately on short talks and
some of the pupils have already
spoken before the assembly.
The Juniors are going to have some
pennants, to be worn to our gjtmos.
These pennants will have the class
colors, and will be made by the girls.
A test was given Tuesday in Alge
bra, and those who received the high
est grades were: Pearl Nelson, 100
per cent; Margaret Leach, 98 per per
cent; Margaret Rhode, 98 per cent;
Martha Laurence, 94 per cent.
No 22.
Peace is a
slafe of mind -
-of mind Your
ouin bitsiness"
Buy Your
ing Candy
(Tho followffig verses are from the pen of Holt county's poet
laureate, P. O. Hazen, of Opportunity, Nebraska.)
I sit in retrospection
Amid the dying and the dead,
For the Fiend of Fall is raining
The oak-leaves on my head,
And sorrow, heavy sorrow,
Seems to weigh upon my soul,
As I wonder if death only,
Is their everlasting goal.
How often have I sat beneath
This same old knarled oak tree,
Amid summer scenes, in summer dreams, ^
Oh visions yet I see,
Why right there is a robin’s nest
In the fork of yonder bough,
’Twas sheltered by the finest leaves,
AH scattered ’round me now.
Oh, oak tree! Why such coward now ?
You have braved the hurricane;
Why to this Fall Fiend do you bow ?
The summer’s lost! What gain?
Your friends forsake you when you give up;
The robins long have flown;
Beware this Fiend don’t get your friends
And call them all his own.
Those leaves, that you have cast aside,
Are your own flesh and blood;
Yet hearlessly you cast them off I
To wither in the mud.
How can you now,with dignity
Uphold your honored name 1
When seeing them lying here?
For shame, old oak! Have shame.
Oh; Laughing Jack; Forsake thy mood:
Don't come to censor me; i
I want you to remain my friend I
For all Eternity.
So I will tell you of my life;
Tho the telling may be slow. ; I
Have patience, hear me to the end,
Then choose—my friend—my foe.
I’ve stood upon this selfsame spot,
‘Till forty rings are mine.
I’ve sheltered from the summer sun,
Three families named as thine.
I’ve made pure and cool, the air
When it was blistering hot,
That thee and thine might live content;
That thee might perish not.
I’ve waved those leaves to beckon rain
To moisten up the air,
I’ve held them up for many days
To shelter you right there;
» I’ve called a breeze from daily calm;
I’ve gave that grass, my dew;
For forty years, I’ve been a friend
To man, and nature, too.
Oh, well I know that all be true
I'll grant it all—and more—
I’ve had thee shelter from the rain;
As safe as home indoor,
I’ve sat within this very spot
As lightning reft and rent;
Aye: Sat and watched the storm without;—
Yet fearless and content.
You made a man of me, old Oak,
That fact I won’t belie;
For when I would have given up
I would think of you and try.
I would think of you, as bent by storm,
- Spring gaily back to place;
I would hear you as in whispers low,
You would taunt him to his face.
But today! Ah friend make it plain,
Before I hurry thence,
And take a picture along with me
Oh misplaced confidence;
I do not like delusions,
Whether carried by foe or friend,
I do not like acquaintances
Who turn coward in the end.
All though your courage is supreme,
When Spring or Summer is here,
You have a very different mein,
When old Fiend Fall comes near;
You bow your head and tremble then;
You cast your leaves away;
You act as tfio the Fiend of Fall,
Had come, yourself to slay.
One moment, Jack, and understand,
That this known Fiend of Fall,
Is just the offspring, of Jack Frost,
The Arch-Fiend of them all,
Who follows soon his offspring’s track,
With winter’s icy blast,
And makes your scenes of Summer time
' Just memories of the past.
Should I stand out disdainfully,
And heed not the youngsters’ call,
But hold my leaves this season thru,
And thereby cancel fall;
Nor slacken my pulse, with thickened blood,
Nor don my winter garb,
Then old Jack Frost would reach my heart,
With his cruel and icy barb.
And lo! Next spring when he went back
Unto his summer goal;
Then here I’d stand in your fair land
Devoid of Life and Soul;
And the Resurrection of the Spring, ’
Would be all unknown to me;
I’d know nought of the beckoning sun,
/ Nor that birds were calling me.
And you, friend Jack, might come and sit,
And meditate alone;
And listen to the snap and crash,
As I tumbled bone by bone
Until, at last, the summer’s sun,
Would force you leave the spot
That I might lie me there some night
In ever-lasting rot.
Forgive me for my hasty words,
Your picture is too complete;
I am not worthy to be your friend,
Nor kneel here at your feet.
Never again can I hold doubt;
I’ll always be your friend;
Please Shake those few remaining leaves
And let the seasons blend.
I bare no ill-will toward you, Jack,
I want you for my friend.
Now go you home secure in that,
Until the winter’s end;
When springtime with its birds and song
In future day comes back, _
Then come you to this very spot,
I’ll be waiting for you Jack.
Good-bye old Oak! I’m going now;
I’m happier now by far,
For now I know that all is well;
By knowing what you are
And I’ll be back upon this spot,
As you just said I may;
I’ll be the first to welcome you,
Spring’s Resurrection day.
Upon the summit of the hill
I waved my summer crown.
The oak waved back so violently
That every leaf came down,
And now as I sit in solitude
Awaiting the winter’s end,
My thoughts are all upon the day
That I shall greet my friend.