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TIIE DAILY HERALD : PLA'aiJIIOOTU. NEBRASICii, xuiiA Y, AttllL 16, iS3.
WILD THORN BLOSSOMS.
D-p within tho tAnRlnl wlldwood.
Wber the tuu.;ful ttinwlies ung,
And th dreaming plno tre- wbtufwr
la lliclr U--p a lalo of prin;
Wlin the laughing brook ccmm lea pin a:
liowri th rnoiititiln'a mossy Htair.
Tliore tho nild white thorn 1 flinxinjr
l r.-aruure everywhere.
llotiich fin. I ni;vtJ urn It Lrunchea, .
Jltil list hloom U w liito an mow;
And tho roaming Ut-a bnvo found It,
In lliclr wand'TinKS found fro.
And thi-y n.-aln-r hum Its sweetness
Heavy fri-i-hr 11m- livcloii- clay.
And K nulling lioiifv.ard, Kiu;:iii'
Tlitsir lliaiiksKivin;,- nil tlio way
All unlifH-li-il !all the blosMonm,
Like HHict mion Raki-H through tbo air.
And the hiKiiiiii-r iiuin.-liiK onward
With ll fragrance rich and rare:
But Hits k-rnu-l'ii! ! rcmt-mlxM-s.
As bo w ImU liht mellow born.
Th.it tlio Kpriu time kiu inadu sweeter
I'y tho Llcvuuii of tlio thorn
Julian B Cutler iu IoKton Transcript.
Sky and water. Both motionless; two
rmniensities that extend as far as thecye
fan roach. Not a breath of air nifties
the mirror like surface of the wa. There
is no rent in the upaque curtain of clouds
through winch the sunbeams might
dint. The atmosphere i.s lieavv and the
. - -
air beems barely Kullicicnt for the birds
that are living low, grazing the water in
their llilit. AH nature is overwhelmed
by an enormous fatigue. These indica
tions would deceive a seaman accus
tomed to these tropical seas, who would
immediately recognize the sequel and
the results of ono of the terrible hurri
canes which aro so disastrous in these
In fact, it was a terrific gale. All
night long the whistles of the steamers
have sounded during the tomjxt their
lugubrious, shrill shrieks, which were
overwhelmed by the more owerful voice
of the wind. In vain have men blas
phemed the name of (Jod; in vain have
weeping women implored his aid. Piti
less in its rioting, the sea has in an hour's
time crushed and swallowed everything
from the humUe fishing smack to the
Hgajitic stean.tr; and now, all that is to
bo seen is a few planks drifting along on
its placid surface.
However, in tho distant horizon ap
pears a black speck, which grows larger
As it draws near enough to bo distin
guished it proves to bo a ship's boat, a
sorry skiff, so badly constructed, so
badly put together that a store clerk,
out for a holiday at Asnieres, would
think twice U-foro venturing out in it.
How has it Ik-cii iiossiblo for this mere
nutshell to resist the power which has
.Lrtroyed so many giantsl Probably
by ono of those happy accidents, those
chances which accompany all great up
heavals brought on by tho forces of
nature. Doea it not sometimes happen
that, after a conflagration which has
destroyed a whole town, the green
painted box, with a gilly flower, that
bedecked souio working girl s window,
is found intact on a heap of smoking
ruins, having passed scathless through
the flames which iiavo spread desolation
far and wide?
On the stern of the boat there is a
name. La Belle Julie. In it are two men,
one rowing, tho other lying liko a log in
the bottom of the craft.
The rower, a smail. dumpy, dried up
man, tugs at hi i o.irs with all his might,
while his anxious eve3 scan tho gray im
mensity which surrounds him on all
sides. By the rise and fall of his panting
chest and the j;reat drops of perspiration
which bead his sunburnt brow, it is
trident that he has a heavy task and
that he haa been laboring at it for a long
From time to time his gaze rests on
the inert masj at his feet, his companion.
The latter seems quite a colossus, judg
ing from the room he takes up in the
LoTtom of the L:jat. an I from his loud
snoring, which keeps time to tho splash
of the oars as they dip into the sea.
"While the arms of the rower ply the
oar3 his thoughts 11 y far, far away. In
his mind he sets that littlo out-of-the-way
corner nestling Ifttween two cluTs,
the lower of which is capped by a chapel
of the Virgin, and whL-h on bright days
allows one to see the distant roofs of
f Dieppe basking in the warm sunshine.
lie thinks of his childhood, of his boy
ish romps among the rocks at low tide
with Mark, the one who is there snoring
on the bottom of the boat, his great
friend, already quite rlrocjr pnd much
1 feareJ by the other youngsters, and who
had declared himself his protector.
Then it was his lirst communion, still
with Mark, in his holiday garb at the
chapel on the cli.'f , and then tho first
lishing party with his father and friends.
Af terlhat ho recalled his wedding day
JiL marriage with Claadine Vathjel. one
of the prettiest girls in the country, ruiy
and white like an apple Llossom iu mid
ApriL As a natter of course his Lest
man on this occasion was 3Iark, who
looked grand in bi. H.inday clothes.
Ah! how lliee w.i'iiioricj flit through
Kemy'8 brain, while his tired arms tug
There are sad memories too. a he death
of bis mother, carried oil by pneumonia,
Lissin" with her already cold hps her
CTandson Yron. and stretching her tmn,
trembling anus above his curly head as
she pronounced a blessing upon it. This
was the tiegiiming of misfortune, tho
first of many dark days. There was that
other tempest more terrible even than
the one of last night in which a mighty
wave carried oil the eld man his father,
and shattered to pi.s the Ckiudinc,
that beautiful boat which he had bought
in partnership with Mark, who lost his
,fV 11 at the same time. Dear 2.ar how
fctrong. how superb he had seemed as he
wrested with the storm.
Atfd when the hurricane had destroyed
L their boat, lie had tlirown Remy upon
the floating mast, and with ono hand he
helped him maintain his hold upon this
fragment of tho wreck, while, with the
Jier. he steered it to tho rock which
they reached, and where they had
awaited ebb tide to return with moum-
' ful steps to the village from winch they
"XBO gajlj departed. Times Lie these
and sharing Buch dangers unite men
more closely, cement them to each other
aa it werel
After this Mark and Rerny had not
quitted each other. A Bordeaux ship
owner, sojourning on tho coast of Nor
mandy, had heard of tho disastrous end
of tho Claudinc, and, seeing her two
masters without resources, offered to
take them into his service. Then Remy
had left his wife and his littlo one in the
small, smoke bejrrimed cottatro of his
forefathers. Ah! how ho had kissed
those two well lioloved ones when they
parted I The separation was a hard trial
to him, but then the place he had been
offered was a gfnxl one. Little by little
he had been able to restore to his family
all the comforts that had been lost, and
when between trips he returned home
they all seemed to love one another
doubly, as if to make up for lost time.
Anyhow, lie had just liad a very nar
row escape. A littlo more and the storm
would have settled his account and
Uemy would have gone to meet the old
man, beneath the green waves. Again
it was Mark who had saved him, just
as he had done before! How greatly he
was indebted to that kind friend! Put,
pshaw! what did that matter? Wasn't
his heart thcro ever ready to pay back
in kind? And Remy lived anew those
p:ist few hours. What terror there was
on board of tho Belle Julie daring tho
last panic. No moro orders, no officers,
no tliHerences of rank. Nothing but a
set of brutes famishing for life, and
ready to kill in order to escape death!
They had crowded into the three life
boats. Tho ship's boat was despised as
too unsafe, too likely to be dashed to
pieces by those furious waves. Tlio cap
tain had shouted to Mark and Remy,
who wero busy gathering up tho ship's
paper and money.
His voico was jjrobably lost in the roar
of the tempest, for when they did hear
it, it was too late, A cabin boy had cut
tho rvto which kept tho craft in place,
and in the twinkling of an eye the two
men found themselves abandoned and
alone upon tho deck of the vessel, which
was slowly sinking with them.
Then they had rushed to tho ship's
boat, their last resource! Thanks to a
lucky chance as well as to the energy,
strength and skill of Mark, they are safe,
for the time being at least. Safe for tho
time being: no indeed, 6afe forever, for
Mark is no stranger in those parts. lie
knows exactly where they are. Thanks
to his 6kill and knowledge, they will be
able to steerclearof the rocks that fringe
that forbidding coast and reach a safe
haven. Thanks to him, Remy's heart
may still beat high with the hope of see
ing again his native land and embracing
once more his loved ones.
With this thought tears well up in
Rcmy'3 eyes; and ho casts upon his
saviour a lingering look of love and grati
tude. Mark still sleeps. The sun, which has
at last pierced through the heavy clouds,
bathes him in its golden rays.
All of a sudden Remy, who has not
ceiised rowing, feels a tremor shake his
The coarso thirt of his friend is open,
exposing to view a species of cloth scap
ular lying upon his bosom. Some too
abnipt motion during tho storm had
probably severed tho silken cord by
which it was attached to his tanned,
sunburnt neck, and had even torn the
scapular itself, as from ono of its ends
appears something of a dingy white
color, resembling a paper or a card dis
colored by age. The sleeper, in stretch
ing himself out on the bottom of the
boat like a- wornout beast, had not no
ticed tho mishap.
It is j.ipon this something that Remy
fixes his gaze. Although ho cannot
clearly make out what it is, still it af
fects him in a most singular manner.
It seems to him that tho card is a pict
ure which resembles tho charming and
well beloved features of his wife, of his
lie shakes his head to dispel the illu
sion, closes his eyes, reopens them and
casts them once more upon the picture.
The v ision will not be driven away.
Then, to satisfy himself, he lets go his
oars, bends over Mark, who snores on.
and grasps the object.
lie -At faint. lie plunge3 ono hand
into the sea and bathes his fevered brow
and temples with the icy water.
It is really her picture. It is Claudine;
and on tho back of the soiled paste board
he finds written in that large, irregular
handwriting which he knows so well
these two lines:
To my well beloved Mark, my only love, tha
father of our Yvon. Feom His CXacddte.
Pemy was as pale as death. In a sec
ond tjraa all his hopes, all his love, and
all hi.; happiness have been wrecked. lie
puts both hands to his head; bis brain Li
tortured by a most acute pain; his tem
ples throb as if they would burst, while a
cold sweat gathers upon his forehead.
Ilo feels tliat he i3 going mad.
Come, now! such a crime is not, can
not be possible, Ilis wife, his child, his
brother, all lost by the samo blow! No'
no! Ho must be dreaming; he must oe
under tho influence of a horrid night
Put his eyes again gazo upon the pict
ure in his hand, a rude photograph taken
in a shanty in Dieppe one holiday when
all three had gone J.hero together on a
pleasure trip. Oh! he remembers we'l.
and ho feels the blood rush to his temples
as tin atrocious thirst for revenge stirs
Oh! yes, he will revenge himself! First
on him, tho infamous scoundrel! He has
him there in his power fast asleep! God
And grasping with both liands one of
the heavy -oars that he had dropped Lut
a moment ago, he whirls it about Iiis
head to crush in the sleeper's 6kulL
Put 6-addenIy he stopsl Why end it
all in that way, so quickly 1 Let that
scounun I, that thief, that monster, un
consciously iass away in his sleep!
pshaw! tliat was no way to revenge
himself. He will not even have time to
suffer. What Remy wants for the
wretch is a refined torture, an atrocious.
tlovf. inhuman agony similar to the one
he ia passing through himself.- An idea
flashes through his brain. Quickly he
unrviis tho long woolen sash winch is
wound several times about hid waist;
with his pocketknife he cuts it into four
equal parts. Ho tugs with all his might
on each piece to prove its strength. Xo
daugei ! it is strong.
Ho then glides like a snako on the bot
tom of tho craft to the side of the giant
upon whoso lips flits a smile. "Probably
1t is her image that ho sees in a dream,"
thinks Remy! And with infinite precau
tion, with all the care of a nurso who
dreads to awaken her sik baby, he binds
the sleejier's feet and lurtids and ties him
f.ut to tlio strong seats of the loat.
Having done this tho avenger stands
up in his triumph and sets to thinking.
How is he going to kill him? What
combinations of cruelty shall ho inwnt?
It must ho a long, long suffering, for
each cry that he extorts from his enemy
will be like balm dropping upon his own
rirst, he will with one blow put out
Mark's eyes. Remv ah ead v seems to feel
his two fingers plunging through the lids
and pupils of his friend's eyes and bath
ing in his warm blood, and his soul
seemed filled with effable joy.
Only after this has been accomplished
will he reveal the truth to Mark and tell
mm ins sentence. 1 lie scoundrel is so
strong that he cannot be too careful!
Once blinded he will bo harmless, and
besides the movements of the Hercules
will be paralyzed by the bands with
which he has secured him.
Then, with a stab of his knife every
five minutes, leginning by parts where
there can Ie no danger of causing death.
And, when the pierced, riddled, mangled
bodv will be v.Tithing in convulsions he
shall pour brandy into each of his gap
ing wounds. Both have well filled flasks.
so there is enough to make the fun last a
All of a sudden the avenger, who had
bent over to strike, arises to his feet.
His pallid countenance seems paler than
ever. His hand, which was feeling for
his knife, falls inert to his side, without
the weapon. Then slowly ho drops upon
a seat. He is shivering, his teeth chat
After ho has taken his revenge what
will ho do himself? He will be alone
then. Alone to row for whole days and
nights, perhaps, he who cannot handle
the oars more than three hours at a time;
alone to meet tempests which Mark might
overcome, but winch would crush mm
like a straw; alone to seek the shore of
that immense ocean which is to Mark
like an open book, and if perchance he
does reach land, he will Ik? all alone to
meet wild boasts and perhaps wilder men!
It would be'death! Certain death! And
what a death!
As he thinks of these things Remy
trembles from head to feet and his throat
becomes parched from fear.
Then, with still greater care than he
had used in the first place, Remy bends
over tho sleeper, returns the picture to
the scapular, cuts tho four bands that
bind the sleeper, casts them into the sea
and returns to his oars.
He is nono too soon. The sleeper
shakes himself, sits up and rubs his eyes.
His looks fall upon his breast. He no
tices the broken string and the picture,
a corner or which is sticking out. He
becomes slightly pale and casts a glance
toward Icemy, whose impassive eves
neem to be scanning the distant horizon.
Mark quietly pushes everything back
and buttons up his shirt, after which he
stands up in the boat and stretches out
his Lerculean arms.
"Ah!" says he, "1 have had a good
lap! Well! old fellow, anything new?'
new, replies itemy, very
B-r-r-r! It i quite chilly.
we take a drink, eh?"
xnd taking from his side the gourd
which hangs there at theend of a leather
strap, ho strikes it against the ope his
companion holds out to him.
"Well! here's to you, little brother!"
And Remy replies: "Here's to you."
Translated from the French for The New
Too Much Dandelion.
Calxornia has a new grievance the
dandelion. Some years ago it i3 said
that a citizen imported from the east the
seed of the old fashioned dandelion. He
wanted something to remind him of his
early home. Like tho man who im
ported the sparrow, he did worse than
he knew. The sparrow is everywhere,
so is the dandelion. The seed drifts in
the wind like that of the thistle, the
down is built into the nests of birds, and
every seed which gets a lodgement on a
lawn or grass plot will, in duo time, pro
duce a million more. Now the sohtary
dandelion is very attractive in bloom.
and hardly less so when after the blos
som the gauze globe appears, and a few
days afterward goes sailing off before the
wind like a small balloon. But the citi
zen who is forced to dig up his lawn be
cause a million dandelion roots have j
strangled tho grass will utter no bene
diction over this rich golden blossom.
San Francisco Bulletin.
One of Napoleon's veterans, who sur
vived his master many years, was wont I
to recount with great gleo how he had
once picked up tho emperor's cocked hat
at a review, when the latter, not noticing
that ho was a private, said, carelessly,
"Thank you, captain. "In what regi
ment, sire?" instantly asked the ready
witted soldier. Napoleon, perceiving his
mistake, answered, with a 6mile, "In
my guard, for I see you know how to be
prompt." Tlio newly made ofBcer re
ceived liis commission next morning.
San Francisco Argonaut.
About EDfllsb Swords.
Lord Wolseley has been writing an
essay upon the English swords that
proved in recent battles in the Soudan to
be no better than sticks, bending and
breaking under the most ordinary strain.
He says that the present style of sword
too light by two or three ounces, and
too thin in tho fuller,' but he thinks
that one main trouble has been that the
weapons are weakened by the tests to
which they had to be submitted before
acceptance, and he sagely suggests that it
might be better to accept the swords with
out testing them. Washington Critic
A PHOTOGRAPHER'S TRIALS.
CatrAracant Demand oa Ilia Skill,
tlrtwe and Good Nature.
A photographer meets with many
rtrange cliaracters and is a witness of
many curious incidents. In a recent in
formal talk before the Society of Amateur
Photographers, Abraham Bogardus, the
vetcra a photographer, told a number of
amusing stories of incidents that hap
pened to him in tho course of his forty
one years' experience in the studio and
dark room. He prefaced his talk with a
lew sarcastic remarks regarding young
men who write long screeds in photo
graphic papers on how to take photo
graphs, whom tho experiences of a single
day "under the skylight" would cause
them to wish they had never been born.
He thou went on to 6peak of tho un
reasonable demands which many sitters
"At ono time," ho said, "a lady
brought three children, two boys and a
girl, to me. to have their pictures taken.
They came all prepared, with a doll for
the girl and a gun and a hobby horse for
the boys. Well, there was a row at the
start. Both boys wanted to mount the
horse. We got that settled after a time,
but only to strike a new trouble. Of
course j-ou all know that the nearer to
gether you group the objects to bo photo
graphed the lietter picture you will get.
Well, this woman was a genius in her way;
she did not want her children grouped
close together as other ieople's were, but
she wanted tho little girl taken in the
middle of tho room and the boys off in
opposite corners, ui co;:r.-e 1 n-v
it could not bo done, whereuiion she
said: 'Well, Mr. Bogardus, I have always
been told that you were very accommo
dating. I liave been to three or four
photographers and they all told me the
samo thing. I don't see as you aro any
more accommodating than the rest of
them. At another time a man, an Irish
man, of course, wanted a carte-de-visite,
and ho wanted it 'life size.' Some peo
ple, by the way, never seem to under
stand tho difference between 'full length
and 'life size.' I told him that the plate
wouldn't hold it. 'Then take it with the
legs hanging down,' wero his instruc
tions. Gen. Logan, who used to 6it for
me, did not often joke, but he did occa
sionally. He came in one day and saw
hanging on the wall a picture of a man
whom he greatly disliked. He turned
co me and said : 'I seo you take pictures
ct everybody. 'Yes, was mv answer:
'that is what I am here for.' 'I suppose
you would take a picture of tho devil if
you could get him to sit for you.' 'Of
course. I suppose I could run off a irood
many of them in Washington J 'Yes,'
ho replied ; "that's the best place in the
world to sell them.'
"An old lady once came to mo who
wanted a picture, 'full face, but a little
three cornered.' I once asked Dr. Tyng
if he would not prefer a side view, and
ho replied: 'No, sir. I am an upright
man. I don't turn to the right or left
for any man.' But amid all the fun we
also see some very sad things. I remem
ber once a woman came in with a bundle
in her arms which when unrolled proved
to be the dead body of her little baby.
winch she wanted photographed. I re
member once one of our venerable
judges came in with his wife. I took
both their pictures. He was perfectly
satisfied with his, but she did not seem
exactly pleased with hers, said it was too
old. The judge turned to her and re
marked: 'Well, mother, if you wanted
a handsomo picture you should have bo-
gun thirty years ago.' That settled it;
she had nothing moro to say. A lady
came to me once to make an appoint
ment for a friend who, she said, was
very difficult to suit. She had tried
dozens of photographers and had never
been suited. Of course I promised to
d i tho best I could for her. At the ap
pointed time the lady came. She was
old, and weighed at least 200 pounds.
Her skin looked like a boiled lobster, and
she was clad in low neck and short
sleeves. I did not wonder she was never
suited. Well, I did my best, but when
the picture was made she agreed with
me perfectly that it did look horrid. She
did not order any of them." New York
Looking for Her Pocket,
"I see you have been poking fun at
women's pockets," said a lady friend to
the Stroller. "I am glad of it. Why, it
has got so now that a woman has to get
out a search warrant to find the pocket
in a dress when it comes homo from tho
dressmaker. We had a funny case in
point in our women's missionary meeting
at tho church. Tlio leader of the meeting
had just finished reading a most affect
ing appeal from our lady missionary ui
Caffraria, and there was s solemn paue
of expectant attention till some sister
should feel moved to speak. Presently
a wnite naireu old lady a motlier in
Israel rose slowly and feebly to her
feet. All eye3 were turned upon her,
and we waited to see whether she wished
to make a few remarks or lead in prayer.
One hand, incased in its wrinkled black
kid glove, went fumbling and groping
among the folds of her skirt. After a
long pause she drew out a clean hand
kerchief still in its folds, and then with
an air of relief, slowly sat down again.
She had only risen to find her pocket."
ViIling to Oblige the Jury.
An amusing line was spoken in Judge
Garrison's court, in Camden, the other
A gawky Jerseyman was on tho wit
ness 6tand, and, instead of speaking so 1
that the jury could hear him, ho per- I
sisted in mumbling his answers to his ;
counsel. Finally tho judge said:
"Will you kindly speak so that these
gentlemen can hear you?" pointing to
Tho up countryman turned around ;
and found the twelve men all in an atti- j
tude of strained attention. His face ''
thereupon lighted up with a half grate-;
ful and half flattered expression, and he '
replied: "Why, certainly. Are they in- i
terested in my caper
And from this point on he made a bet
ter witness, feeling, as he did, that he
had an audience that wanted to listen to
UBrhfl4delD.hiaftfifti . i
W IfiES UP HIS BACK.
Bow the Man with the Galranio HaCerjr
Lout a Het of 83.
Street fakirs aro usually pretty
sharp. Their wit3 aro being constant
ly rubbed aguinfjt tho rest of th
world, and tho friction keeps thorn
bright and ac-uto. Despite the fact
thai they arc ever on tlio lookout for
the best of the encounter they are
sometimes "done up." The man with
tho electricity machine was plyinrj
his vocation on the street and npp.u
ently doing a goo I bu.;in.':;s. A crow.!
stood around him :::;r.i at tho
twistinx.-i litid contortion i of thos" ox-
v hile t !r. ni.:
!;!.'.. in i.K-iictone lic rapac i?y .f ;
dupes for c iidui iiig the lliiid. Anion;;
Hie lookers on was a tall, gawky lei
Jov.', who had made hi:.i lf ni'Liced
by some sneering remarks as each cus
toiiKT rciiiifjuisliod his hold o.i I lit
handle; and straightened up. "l'li:i
teller ain't of no account," said iie t.;
the proprietor as one chap who hati
taken a bi;j dose let p. The nroprie
tor was induced to break over hi ruh
of dignity and clialle:i;ro the odd looic
lug cove t; try his nere. "liuniph,
I he fellow jrr-ru u; h!. you can't n:aki
mescpiirm like 31111 Aid tho:.e ot her fel
I'ts." "Ik t you tj 1 can," uiid the man
with the machin
"ami make you
k-s." "Guess I'll
.-t once fo. luck,'"
anger, and. goin;.
fished out a liver,
t v :' it ll:e? o
Holler noujrh hesi
'lave to (fo you j
-hipped iu the sti
I v the
A:i the i lianer said the last words,
having luid a note down and wen 1
.owreu oy mo proprietor, he toolc in
;he handles and prepare;! lobe shocked
lhe electrical man opened out on Inn
;ri'i!uy ;u orsL as inoirni leariui 01 ;
iii sonic damage. Gradually he in
crc:u;ed the force unci looked to t.oo liit
quivering und shaking benn, but h.
saw neither shake nor quiver. More
and still more fo;-ce ho put on. hut th
guwky s!iv.:irer stood liko si rock. Th
lust note! 1 was reached, but it did not
iie was )iuym;r some
but ;is lie could not see
would have to trive up.
'ouifo on !
what it was
I ho sli'uncr'-i
wtii;:cu away, as
corner he lunched
no went urounci
u;nii;, and said
some ot tlio crowd who hud lol'o
!:;m: "lliis is the fourth loi.chiue l'v
vvor.ced louay, and I could nr.iko u l'r-
tunc if they would only bold out.
here, he said, and he showed ti:
looker on a wire passing- from one hu
to tha other und over his neck, but
ilexible us :i(.t to i-iten'ere at .-.11 vi
his movements. i"no wire e::plui::e;
tlio ::ccret it uau proved a most su
cessiul destroyer of tho current. -
She YV:is S;:t isiiivl.
In front of a shop on IVcnty-tliirr.
street there 13 set a showcase filled
with photographs of famous peo
ple, and it is always surrounded
by a curious f'roup of v.onien
eagerly scrutinizing1 tho faces o'
the actors and actresses that
they sec so often on the stufc
ana rcaa so much about in tho ncwu
r 1 J
papci-s. As I passed along I rr'anccd
at tho collection of pictures, and
lounu uie most conspicuous one
to oe of that placid delineator
of baakespearc, Mrs. Langtry.
As 1 was moving away a victoria
drawn by a team of bay horesa drew
up at the curb. A handsomely dressed
woman raisea herscli trom the seat
and strained her fine gray eyes in an
endeavor to sec over the crowd to the
photographs in the showcase. She
was evidently anxious to discover if
some special picture was being dis-
pla'ed there. fc?ho satisfied herself in
regard to this in a moment, and
smiled to herself as she sank back into
her robes, and ordered the man on the
box to move ahead. It is a fact that
among 1110 many wno wero raving
over the loveliness of the woman in tho
photograph, and afterward odanced
carelessly at tho occupant of the vic
toria, not one recognized that Mrs.
Langtry had driven up to see if her
ovvn picturo was
New York Bun.
there on exhibition
That is a queer storv which The Ar
gus prints. 11 is torn mat a man on
tho Grand Trunk fell oil' a car while
rounding a curve, jumped up unhurt
irom a snow name, nuirneu to a
neighboring farm house, hired a horse
and overtook Lis tram at tho next
station. That sounds vei'V much like
I'copio pseii tr ten anont t:ie "pea
nut" trains on the old Androscoggin
raili-oad, before the Jiaine Centra!
eased it, and there aro stories ex
tant of trains on certain Maine rail
roads where the passe nrrers irct cti.
ick a bouquet of wild ilowers and
then jump on again without stopping
no locomotivo, t a. la Grand Trunk
train wo.uk! eocni to nave been sdov.-i
than that even.
Trains usually .step to ascertain the
fate of people who fall oiV, but IhL
one was apparently 1:1 too great a
hurry lo c!o that, for r.Il :t was rroir."-
so slowly. Portland Ad-vrf.:se;
Kt-ury :t f iilncldcncps.
Iho lucuical J nrur-rudeiico socict-v
recently listened to Lav. er Puscliaii
Coggins relation of a case of mi-taken
identity that came under L'u personal
observation. Two mea John A
Ma.c:on, of Doston, anti John A. -la.soii,"
of Illinois 'eft their respective homel
and went to California in search of
health and wealth. They were both
wagon maiicrs. u;ie iciia vi:? aiu!
two sons iu LJoston and tho other a
wife and two daughters in Illinois.
Tho Boston wife heard nothing of her
husband after three years absence,
ana twenty veai-3 ia'.er ncaru ot tue
deatli of John A. Mason, a wagon
maker. She brought suit for hisnitio
erty, his photograph was ider,tii:Jd by
twenty witnesses, bui at the last 1:10
mont the Illinois wife turned up, and
ed that the
le man wao her hv.f.br. nd,
and later developments showed tLut
the Ioston pioneer had died aloae,
Wagon and IJUckttmith Shop.
A Sprcirtltj'. II u uses the
Horseshoe, the Best Horseshoe for tlio
Fniincr, or for Fust Priving und City
purposes, ever invented. It is Hindu uo
anyone can cim put on sharp or flut corks
as needed for wet and tilippcry roads, wr
smooth dry roads. Cull and Examine
these Shees and you will have no other.
5th St., riattsmouth, Neb.
Wagons, IliiKKH's, Mai-liinus Quickly l.'-palrttl ;
i'lowit Sli;ii'Mneit Mini ii-lic-r;il
Horseshoeing A Specialty
Horseshoe, which sharpens itsHf an it wears
away, so there Is never any daiu.'ri of ywir
IIur.s slipping and lim li'iijr itncir. Call
ami exainliiM thin shoe sunt yen will
Have no other. Kent Shoe in:itle.
SIXTH ST., - - l'LATTSMOLTH
an incurable caHe of Cslarrk
the Head by tho proprietors of
DR. SAGE'S CATARRH REMEDY.
Symptoms of Catnrrh. Ueadacbe.
ebfltruction of nose, diKcburRca falling- into
throat, sometimes profuso, watery, and acrid,
at others, thick, teuacious, mucous, purulent,
bloody and putrid ; eyes weak, ringing' in ears,
deafness, difticulty of clearing throat, cxiiecto
ration of offensive matter: breath offensive:
smell and taste impaired, and freneral debility.
Onlva few of these symptoms likely to be pres
ent at once. Thousands of eases result In con.
umption. and end in U10 frrave.
lly its mild, soot inn ana ncniing properties.
Dr. Sage's Itemedy cures tho worst eiraes. 60c.
ble A J I ar niton.
TJnonualcd as a Mver 1111. Smallest, rheon-
flst, easiest to take. One I'cllet a Dote.
Cure Sick. Ileadaclie, llilioua ileadurbe,
DizzinctH, Constipation, JiidistcMiou.
Hllioua Attack, and all derangement of
Uie atomaoh and bo weld. 25 cts. by druggist.
Surveyor and Draftsman
Plans, Specifications and Estimates, Mu
nicipal Work, Maps &c.
plattsmcjtj:. - - nzd.
C. F.SMiT H,
The Boss Tailor
Main St., Over Merges' Shoe Store.
Has the best and most complete fctoek
of samples, both foreign nnd domestic
woolens that ever cam.j west of Misnouri
river. JNote these prices: JSusiness suita
from 10 to Z, dress suits, $2? to $45,
pants $i, $0, $G, $G.0 and upwards.
5FYill guarantee a St.
Prices Defy Comoslilion.
J. It. E3DI0NS, M. 1).
omen and residence corner of Seventh street
and Washington Ave:iie. Telephone No. SO.
Chrnnie DUeas and lie uses ol Wnmeu and
Children a specialty. Oilice hour, a 11 to a. m.
2 to 5 and 7 to 0 p. in.
R. ft. Windham, Juuka. IMvikx
Notary Public. N':.ry Pabtlu.
A.ttoraQvs - at - Law.
Case over ISauk of Cass County.
PL Vrrs-VGC'i-H. - IEBHASVA
The 5th St. Merchant Tailor
Keeps a Full Line ol
Foreign Domestic Goods.
Consult Your Interest by Giving rtim a Cal
S. F. THOMAS.
Attorney -.at-Law and Notarv Public.
i'lattt mouth. Neb.
A. N. SULLIVAN.
Attorney-at-ln w. Will irive prof.pt attention
to a!l tu-ltiest! intruste.i to iir;. Otllee in
Union Block, East bide, t'lstttsmoulb. Neb.
Staple and l-aucy tjr- ceres.
Crockery. Flour and Feed.
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