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The
GOOSE
By HAROLD
Copyritfht. 1C09. by the
CilAPTEU I. j
SOME IN RAGS. j
N old man clothed iu picturesque j
patches aud tatters paused
and Ion mil nn hl stnnt rmlr I
staff. He had walked many
miles that day. His peasant garb rath
er enhanced his due head. Ills eyes
were blue and clear and furseeing.
the eyes of a hunter or a woodsmnu.
The afternoon glow of the September
uu burned along the dusty white
highway. From where he stood the
road trailed off miles behiud aud
wound up 500 feet or more above him
to the ancient city of Drelberg.
Across a lofty Jumble of barren oclt
and glacial cleft, now purpling and
darkening as the sun mellowed In its
decline, lay the kingdom of Jugend-
helt. By ana by his gaze wavered,
and one particular patch iu the val
ley, brown from the beating of many
lronshod horses, caught and chained
bis interest for a space. It was the
military field, and it glittered and scin
tillated with squadron after squadron
of cavalry.
"The philosophy of war Is to pre
pare for it," mused the old man, with
a Jerk of his shoulders. "France!
So the mutter runs. There Is a Na
poleon In France, but no Bonaparte."
He laughed ironically and cautiously
glanced at his watch, an article which
must have cost him many and many a
potato patch. He stepped forward. He
had followed yonder goose girl ever
xlnce the incline began. Oft the little
wooden shoes bad lagged, but here
they were, still a hundred yards or
more ahead of blm.
The little goose girl was Indeed tired,
and the little wooden shoes grew heav
ier and heavier, and the little bare feet
ached dully, but her heart was light
ami her mind sweet with happiness.
Day after day she h:id tended the
geese In the valley aud trudged back
-lit evening alone, all told a matter of
twelve mi!e3, and now she was bring
ing them into the city to sell In the
market on the morrow. After that
she would have little to do save an
hour or two at night In a tavern called
the Black Eagle, where she waited on
patrons.
Presently there was a clatter of
liorses, u jingle of bit uud spur'aud
saber. Half a dozen mounted officers
trotted past. The peasant on the para
pet instantly recognized one of the
men. lie saluted with a humbleness
-which lacked sincerity. It was the
grand duke himself. There was Gen
eral Duewitz. too, and some of his
staff, and a smooth faced, handsome
young man 'In civilian riding clothes.
wbo, though he rode like a cavalry
man, was obviously of foreign birth,
an Englishman or an American.
When the cavalcade reached the
jgoose girl the peace of the scene van
ished forthwith. Confusion took up
the scepter. The silly geese. Instead
of remaining on the left of the road In
safety, straightway determined that
their haven of refuge was on the op
posite side. Gonk, gonk! Quack,
-quack! They scrambled, they blun
dered, they flew. Some tried to go
over the horses, some endeavored to
go under.
Ilie civilian looked casually at the
'.rl.
"By Ceorge!" he exclaimed in Eng
lish. "What is it?" asked the duke, gath
ering up the reins.
"The girl's face. It I.J beautiful."
The duke, after a glance, readily
agreed. "You Americans are always
observant."
"Pretty figure, too," said one of the
a'ds. a colonel. But his eye held none
of the abstract admiration which
characterized the American's.
The goose girl had Keen this look In
ether men's eyes. She knew. A faint
olor grew under her tan and waned.
The troop proceeded wi!h dust and
-.small thunder and shortly passed the
elty gates. Ii traversed the lumpy
cobbles of the narrow streets, often
crowding pedestrians. One anion;;
those so Inconvonlem ed was a youth
dressed ns a vintner. lie was tall,
plluntly built, blond as u viking, pos
sessing a singular beauty of the mas
culine order. He was forced to flat
ten himself agalust the wall of u
house, his nrais extended on either
slile In a kind of temporary crucifix
Ion. Even then the stirrup of the
Amcricnn touched him slightly. But It
rns uot the touch of the stirrup that
startled him. It was the dark, clean
cut face of the rider. Owe they were
by the youth darted into a doorway.
"lie? What can he be doing here?
No. It Is utterly Impossible. It Is mere
ly u likeness."
He ventured forth presently, uone of
the perturbation, however, gone from
ids face. He ran his hand across his
chin. Yes, he would let his beard
grow.
The duke and his escort turned Into
t hi )iPfiin1 unit riwtfnl nu-niit of tlwt
Konlgstrnsse. At the end was the
lllircnsLeiu I'latz. the great square
round which ran the palaces and the
royal and public gardens. The halt
Tvas made In the courtyard and all
MacGRATH
Bobbs Merrill Company
dismounted. .
The American thanked the duke
gratefully for the use of the horse.
"You are welcome to a mount at all
times. Mr. Carmichael." replied the
duke pleasantly. "A man who rides
as well as yourself may be trusted
anywhere with any kind of a horse."
The group looked admiringly at the
object of this marked attention. Here
was one who had seeu two years of
constant and terrible warfare, who
had riddeu horses under tire and who
bore ou his body many houorable
scars, for the great civil strife in Amer
ica had come to Its close but two years
before and Europe was still captive to
her amazement at the military prowess
of the erstwhile luconslderable Ameri
can. As Carmichael saluted and turned to
leave the courtyard he threw a swift,
searching glance at one of the palace
windows. Did the curtain stir? He
could not say. He continued on, cross
ing the Platz, toward the Grand hotel.
He was a bachelor, so he might easily
have had his quarters at the consulate,
but as usual with American consulates
even to the present time it was sit
uated In an undesirable part of the
town, over a blerhalle frequented by
farmers and the middle class.
Where had he seen that young vint
ner before?
Meanwhile the goose girl, now Join
ed by the old man, marshaled her
geese and proceeded.
"What was that song you were sing
ing before the horses came up?" he
asked her.
"That? It was from the poet Heine"
simply..
He stared at her.
"Heine? Can you read?"
"Yes. herr."
A goose girl who read Heine?
"And the music?" he Inquired pres
ently. "That Is mine" with the first sign
of diffidence. "Melodies are always
running through my head. Sometimes
they make me forget things I ought to
remember."
"Your own music? An Impresario
will be discover-
lng you some fine
day. nnd your
fortune will be
made."
The light Irony,
did not escapo
her. "1 am only
a goose girl."
He felt disarm
ed. "W hat is
your name?"
"Gretchen."
"What else?"
'Nothing else,"
wistfully. "I
never knew any
father or moth
er." "So?
taught
But who
you to
I AM OXI.Y A OOOSE
CinL."
read?"
"A priest. Once
PI
I lived in the mountains at an inn. He kncw wlth whUh 8,Jo h(J viHhvd t0
used to come In evenings when thelflght- Uo.lmnud tha cavalry of the
snow: xcf22to iltaitghtj, nji3 -mered auT'JZCJ. hi?
me to read and write. I know that wnv t0 tt captaincy. He was wounded
Italv has all the work of nrt. that
France has the most interesting his
tory, that Germany has all the philos
ophers and America all the money,"
adding a smile. "I should like to see
America."
"Do you live alone?"
"No. I live with my foster mother,
who is very old. I call her grand
mother. She took me In when I was a
foundling. And what might your name
be?"
"Ludwlg. I am a mountaineer from
Jugendhelt."
"We are not friendly with your coun
try." "More's the pity. It is a grave blun
Jer ou the part of the grand duke."
"Wasn't it ull about the grand duk6'g
daughter?"
"Yes. But she has been found. Yet
the duke Is as bitter as of old. What
Is this new found princess like?"
"She Is beautiful and kind."
The geese were behaving, and only
occasionally w as she obliged to use her
stick.
He observed her critically, for he
was Interested. She was not tall, but
her lithe slonderness gave her the ap
pearance, of talluess. Her hands,
rough nailed and sunburnt, were small
and shapely. Her hair, iu a thick
braid, was the tone of the heart of a
chestnut bur, and her eyes were of
that mystifying hazel, sometimes
brown, sometimes gray.
"How old are you, Gretchen?"
"I do uot know," she answered,
perhaps eighteen, perhaps twenty."
Arriving at length in the city, they
passed through the crooked streets.
"Gretchen, where jdiall I flud the
Adlergas.se?"
"1 will show you. You ore also a
stranger In Dreiberg?"
"Yes."
They took the next turn, aud the
weuther beaten sign Zuin Schwurtzen
Adler. hanging In front of a frame
home of many gables, caused the
inointuhieer to breathe gratefully.
"Here my Journey ends, Gretchen, at
, the Black Eagle." be aiJ.
I They were passing a clock mender's
I afi.t Tin iinn frnm -Tni.nilhtt Iwr.
ed in the window, but there was no
clock la sight to give him warniu,.; of
the time, and he da nil not now look
at bis w atch. He had a glimpM of the
ancient clock mender himself, however,
huiidi.Hl over a table upon whUh sput
tered a cai.iile. The eyes of the two
uica met. but only fur a moment. The
mountaineer started to uvss the street
to the taveru.
"Gord uigln. Gretchen. Good luck to
you aud your geese tomorrow."
"Thanks. Herr I.udwlg. And will
you be long in the city?"
"That depends; perhaps." adding a
grim smile In answer to a grim
thought.
He offered his hand, which she ac
cepted trustfully. He was a strange
old mau. but she liked him. When she
withdrew her hand something cold
aud hard retuaiued iu her palm. Won
ders of all the world. It was a piece of
gold! Her eyes weut up quickly, but
the giver smiled reassuringly and put
a finger against his Hps.
"But, herr," she remonstrated.
"Keep It. 1 give It to you. Do not
question Providence, aud I am her
handmaiden just now. Go along with
you."
So Gretchen In a mild state of stupe
faction turned away. Clat-clat! sang
the little wooden shoes. A plaintive
gonk rose as she prodded a laggard
from the dank gutter. A piece of gold!
Clat-clat! Clat-clat! Surely this had
beeu a day of marvels.
She was regarded with kindly eyes
till the dark Jaws of the Krumerweg
swallowed up both her and her geese.
"Poor little goose girl!" he thought.
"If she but knew she could make a
bonfire of a thousand hearts. A fine
day!" He eyed again the battered
shin. It was theu that he discerned
another leaning from the ledge of the
first story of the house adjoining the
tavern. It was the tarnished shield of
the United States.
"Two weeks tramping about the
country In this unholy garb, following
false trails half the time, living on
crusts and cold meats! Ah, you have
led me n merry dance, nephew, but 1
shall uot forget!"
lie entered the tavern and applied
for a room, haggling over the price.
The nights were chilly. Carmichael
in order to finish his cigar on the little
balcony fronting his window found it
necessary to put on his light overcoat,
though he perfectly knew that he was
In no manner forced to smoke on the j
balcony. But the truth was he wanted
n clear vlsi'm of the palace and the
lighted windows tlx reof and of one In
particular. He !rd no nn-re sense
than Tom Fool, the a! etter. of follies.
She was as far n i"l i ivm hiui as
the most nllca o th p'auets, lr.it the
mr.nct shall ever draw the needle,
fi'vl a woman k'i II e'er draw a man.
He knew that It w is I isi :r -i!)!o. that
it gnw more i :'.po-'.-i".i cay 1 y day.
aud h? railed r.t iii-sdf L.t:er!y and
satirically.
He slvhed mi tee'er-d h' lets.
Carnilc'.iael fi.;'!: 1 for the Princess
in'.dcgsn"!
cr. !'" v.d! !' vis
sjg'i or tir; n:id the Jailer mode of
exp:v:!c!i w-ts.es rv;e vitality.
Ar'lnir ';:i r:l it el was Iris'i. He
was b.mi i;i America, odr.iv.ted there
and i'!s;v.i:ere-n little while In Paris,
a little while at Bonn and. like all
Irishmen, he was bancd with the wan
dering foot, for the man who Is home
less Dy choice has a subtle poison In
!hls blood. He was at Bonn when the
civil war came. He went back to
America aud threw himself Into the
fislit with all the ardor that had made
his forbears famous In the servl-e of
the worth!ei Stuarts. It wasn't a
question with him of the mere love of
Hirlillmr. nf litsslnir tlu liennv I In
five times aud Imprisoned twice. At
the end of the conflict he returned to
Washington.
Without any Influence whatever save
his pleasing uddress und his wide edu
cation he blarneyed the state depart
ment out of a consulate. They sent
him to Ehreusteiu at a salary uot
worth mentioning, with the diplomatic
halo of dignity as a tall to the kite.
Two years In any oue place was not
Iu reckoning as regarded Carmichael,
yet here he was, caring neither for
promotion nor exchange. So, then, all
logical deductions simmered down to
one cherchez la femme.
The drenmer Is luvnriably tripping
over his Illusions, aud Carmichael was
rather boyish iu his dreams. What
absurd romances he was always weav
ing round her! What exploits on her
behalf! But never anything happened.
j und never was the grand duke called
upon to offer his benediction.
It was all very foolish nnd romantic
and impossible, and no one recognized
this more readily thnn ho. No Ameri
can ever married a princess of a reign
ing house, nnd no American ever will.
This law is as Immovable as the law
of gravitation. Still, man Is master of
his dreams, and he may do as he
pleases In the confines of this smull
circle.
"How the deuce will It end?" mus
ing half aloud. "I'll forget myself
some day and trip so bard that they'll
be asking Washington for my recall.
I'll go over to the gardens and listen
to the bnnd."
lie was standing In front of the ho
tel when he noticed a closed carriage
hard by the fountain In the Iiatz.
"Ha, a fare!"
A woman In black, thoroughly veiled
nnd cloaked, came round from the op
posite side of the fountain. She spoke
to the driver. The lady stepped Into
the carriage, the driver woke up his
ancient Bucephalus and went cllckety
clack down the Konigslrasse toward
the town. To Cnrmlcjinel It was less
than nn Incident. He twirled bis cane
(Mid walked toward the public garden.
""up "Sula. and be
drifted with th
crowd toward the
pavilion.
Within a dozen feet of him. her
urns folded across her breast, her
eyes half Mint in the luxury of the
reuses, st.Hl tJie gis. girl. He smiled
fts he rivalled the encounter of that
sfternoon. It was hit haliit to ride to
the maneuvers cc'ry day. and several
times he lied n -it ice J her and her
beauty.
"Why couldn't I have fallen In love
with some one like this?" he cogitated.
Colonel von Wallenstein of the gen
eral staff approached her from the
other side. Walleiisteiu was a capital
soldier and a Jolly fellow round a
board, but beyond that Carmichael
had no real liking for him. There
were too many seeu ted notes stuck In
his pockets.
The colonel dropped his cigarette,
leaned over Gretchen's shoulder and
sjKike a few words. At first she gave
no heed. The colonel persisted. With
out a word lu reply she resolutely
sought the nearest policeman. Walleu
stelu, remaining where he was, laugh
ed. Meantime the policeman frowned.
Ills excellency could uot possibly have
Intended any wrong. The law of re
dress lu Ehreusteiu bad no niche for
the goose girl.
"Good evening, colonel," said Car
michael pleasantly. "Why cau't your
bandmaster give us light opera once In
awhile?"
'lhe colonel pulled his mustache In
chagrin.
"Light operas are rare at present,"
ha replied, accepting his defeat amia
bly enough.
And then a pretty woman rose from
a chair near by. She nodded brightly
at the colonel, who bowed, excused
himself to Carmichael nnd made off
after her.
Carmichael looked round for Gretch
en. She was still nt the side of the
policeman. She came back.
"Did you get your geese together
without mishap?" he asked of her.
The Instinct of the child always re
mains with the woman. Gretchen
smiled. This young man would be dif
ferent, she knew.
"They were only frightened." .
"We don't have goose girls In Amer
ica." he said.
The magic word America, where the
gold came from, flamed her curiosity.
"You are from America?" she asked.
"Yes."
"Are you rich?"
"lu fancy, lu dreams." humorously.
"Oh. 1 thought they were all rich.
Did you tight in the war?"
"Ye.. Do you like music?"
"Were you ever wounded?"
"A scratch or two. But do you like
music?"
"Very, very much. When they play
Beethoven, Bach or Meyerbeer ach, I
seem to live in another country. I hear
music In everything In the leaves, tho
rain, the wind, the stream."
It seemed strange to him that he
had not noticed It nt first, the almost
Hanoverian purity of her sjieech nnd
the freedom with which she spoke,
The average peasant Is Ignorant, dllfi-
3ent. with a Toenbulary of few words.
"What Is your name?"
"Gretchen."
'it Is a good in me. It Is fatnotw
too."
"Goethe used it."
"So he did." Cam kiiael ably con
realed his aurpiise.
He was wT.lliig tc wear that she
was making fun of bun. Was she a
simple goose girl? Was she not some
thing more, something deeper? War
clouds were forming In the skies.
They might gather and strike at any
time. And who but the French could
produce such a woman spy? Ehreu
steiu was not Frussla, it was true,
but the duchy, with its 20,000 troops,
was one of the many pulses that beat
In unlsou wfTIi tliTs Than TTsfuarck's
plans. IIo was certainly puzzled, but
a glance at her hands dissolved his
doubts. These hands were used to
toll. They were in no way disguised
"Y'cu have been to school?"
"After a manner. My teacher was a
kind priest. But be never knew that,
with knowledge, he was to open the
gates of discontent."
"Then you are not happy with your
lot?"
"Is any one, herr?" quietly. "And
w ho might you be nnd w hat might you
bo doing here In Drelberg, riding with
tho grand duke?"
"I am the American consul."
Gretchen took a step hack.
"What did Colonel Walleusteln say
to you?" he asked.
"Nothing of Importance. I am used
to It. I am perfectly aide to take care
of myself," she answered. .
"What did the policeman say?"
"What would he say to a gooso
girl?"
"Shall I speak to him?"
"Would It really do any good?"
skeptically.
'it might. The duke Is friendly to
ward me, nnd I mil certain he would
not tolerate such conduct iu his police,
My name Is Carmlehaii. Now, lis
ten, Gretchen If at nny time you nre
lu trouble you will find mo nt tho
Grand hotel or at the consulate next
door to the Black Eagle."
"I shall remember. Sometimes
work In the Black Eagle."
"Good night," he Hiild.
GretoUen extended her bnnd, nn;
Carmichael took It lu his own, Inspect
lng it.
"It Is a good hand. It Is strong too,
he said.
"It has to be strong, herr. Good
night."
Carmichael raised his hat ngnln, and
Crotchcu brenthed contentedly ns she
saw blm disappear In the crowd. Sud
denly she felt nn arm slip through
hers. Her bend went rcund
"I.eo?" she whi.' pcred.
It was the .vomi'r vintner v.!:m Car
ml li.'iel li:d Mih"d ii:! i'l tY. w
The band s'.iikV
thai iiay.
"Wh was that?" he asked.
ilerr Carmichael, the American
consul."
"Carmich.iell" he gasped.
"What is It. Leo?"
'Nothing, only I grow mad with
rnire when nny of these gentlemen
"IT MIGHT. TUB tCKB IS FUIXNDLT
TOWAUO St
speak to you. Gentlemen! I know
them all to well. Ah, how I love you!"
Gretcheu thrilled.
"To nio the world began but two
weeks ago. 1 have Just begun to live,"
he w hlsMred warmly.
"1 am sad and lonely tonight." she
said gloomily.
"Why. Indeed!"
"Leo, ns much ns I love you, there Is
lways a shadow."
"What shadow?"
"It Is always at night that I eee you.
rarely la the bright daytime. What do
you do during the day? If n t '
vintage. What do you do?"
"Will you trust me a lit'.!" longer
Tretchen. jut n 'jMlo longer'.'"
(Continued next Issue.)
Dies Very Kuddcndly.
Yesterday afternoon Beu Hart who
has been a county charge for some
time went down to Murray and white
visiting at Dr. Gilmore's residence
suddenly expired.
Hart formerly worked near Mur
ray and for a long time was in the
employ of Dr. Gilmore and yesterday
had gone to Murray to visit former
acquaintance and had gone to the
residence of Dr. Gilmore expecting to
find the doctor there. It happened
that the doctor was In the country
and Hart sat down to visit a few mo
ments and was talking to Mrs. Gil
more and her sister, Miss Margery
Walker when he1 was suddenly at
tacked with heart failure and died
before anyone could be summoned
Mrs. Gilmore phoned the sheriff
who called up the Hlld undertaking
rooms for some one to take care of
Hart's remains. Mr. J. P. Sattler
went out and got the body and re
turned to Plattsmouth last night with
It, arriving shortly before the rain.
Departed for Miilvcin.
Frank Gobleman, the secretary and
treasurer of the Plattsmouth Base
Ball team, left this morning with the
team for Malvern, where the team
plays ball three successive days. Mrs.
Gobleman accompanied her husband.
Ed. Brantncr and wife went to Mal
vern yesterday to make arrangements
for lodging the team. The members
going this morning were: William
Fitzgerald, Fred McCaulcy, Will Ma
son, Clarence Beal, Peter Hcrold,
Barney Bardwell, Amos Finder, Enill
Droege and Steve llulfish. There
will be a number of Plattsmouth peo
ple going over to encourage the
riattsmouth team In winning the
heavy prlo.
At the I'll (m e Show.
Last night was amateur night nt
the moving picture show and the aud
ience was delighted with light weight
six round bout for honors and a
purse, the participants being James
Lindsey and Bert Lnmpbere. The
sparing was lively, each of the box
ers taking a fall, and at the end of
the sixth round tho fight was declar
ed a draw by the refree. The writer
regrets that he cannot give th fight
by rounds, but pace was swift and
entirely satisfactory to the spectators.
The referee's plan of rendering his
decision was unique, calling for the
audience to applaud which was about
equal, ho at once decided that the
bout was a draw.
Injured nt Shops.
Two minor accidents occurred at
the shops yesterday. Mr. A. Sharp
had the great too on one foot badly
smashed by having a wheelbarrow
loaded with coal run over tho Injured
foot.
H. I). Stanton received a blow on
the face from a timber In the plaining
mill. Both parties went to the sur
geon to have their Injuries dressed,
but neither man will lay off, both go
ing back to work.
John Crablll was called to Omaha
this afternoon on business.
(S TO
John S. Hall Seek, to Secure Bids
For Heating Infirmary
J. S. Hall who was one of the bid
ders for the contract to furnish the
hot water heating plant for the coun
ty farm, has become aggrelved at
the decision of the commissioners let
ting the bid to John Bauer, and has
resorted to the courts to obtain re
lief.
The suit filed is entitled: John S.
Hall vs. Martin L. Friederlch, L, D.
Swltzer and Charles It. Jordan, as
the board of county commissioners
and John Bauer, defendants.
In his petition the plaintiff alleges
in substance that he has been a resi
dent and citizen of Plattsmouth for
more than twenty years and has been
engaged In the plumbing business for
a long time. That the defendants
are commissioners of Cass county and
that defendant, John Bauer, Is a
bidder and Interested In furnishing
a heating plant for the county poor
farm.
That In the spring of 1910 plain
tiff w as solicited by a member of th
board of commissioners to prepare
measurements and drawing, plans
and specifications for a hot water
heating plant for the poor house on
the county farm, and In compliance
therewith he did as requested and
filed the same with the clerk of Cass
county. That afterwards, the com
missioners advertised for bids for the
constructing and placing of said
plant, which bids were advertised, to
be filed not later than August 1,
1910, and In compliance with such
advertisement plaintiff prepared his
bid and filed same with the clerk of
the county on the date named, am)
that John Bauer did not file his bid
until August 2, 1910, after the board
had met to consider the bids filed.
Plaintiff alleges on Information and
belief that the bid of said John Bauer
was coluslvely procured by the com
missioners or one .of them and was
so obtained to bo accepted without
regard to whether the same was the
lowest and best bid. That on the
2nd day of August, 1910, when tha
bids for placing and constructing
and furnishing such heating plant
were opened by the board, it devel
oped that the bid of plaintiff was the
lowest bid, being 825.60 while that
of Bauer was next lowest, being
$8.10.
That plaintiff was ready to comply
with his bid and furnish security
required and was ready to complete
and furnished such heating plant la
ncordance with his bid and stipula
tions. The prayer of the petition Is that
the defendants, each of them, bo en
Joined nnd restrained from their at
tempted effort and plan of construc
tion of such heating plant; that, the
court decree that the plaintiff's bid
Is the lowest and best bid for such,
contract and work, and that tho
board bo Immediately ordered to de-.
clare plaintiffs bid the lowest and
best bid therefor, and that plaintiff
be awarded tho contract for placing
constructing and furnishing such
heating plant. The writ was Issued
returnable August 10th at 9 o'clock:
a. m.
The case Is a very Interesting one
and has developed some peculiar fea
tures, and there are teachnhie ques
tions Involved, no doubt, which only
the court can solve.
('buries Beach In Town.
Charles Beach, an old time Platts
mouth and Weeping Water boy, Is la
the city the guest of Kelly Fox and
other friends. Mr. Beach Is now In
the office of tho chief clerk of the
railway mall service at Lincoln la
which losltlon he has served for six
years. Formerly, Mr. Beach was la
the mall service travelling out of
Lincoln, but has been located at
Lincoln In his present position for
six years. While In town, Charles
made the Journal office a call and
Vonewed old acquaintances. We
are always glad to welcome such
pleasant gentlemen as we find Mr.
Bench to bo.
Allowed by County Board.
The commissioners allowed the
following amounts on the road fun?l
prior to their adjournment today:
City Treasurer Plattsmouth
city raid dlst. No. 17.. $700 00
John Ituhge, village treas
urer of Avoca, road dlst
No. 2.1 500 00
Village treasurer, Union,
road dist No. 22 800 00
City Treasurer Plattsmouth
rond dlHt No. 17 300 OQ
The board then adjourned to meot
August 18, 1910.
William and Ed. Wolf of Avoca
precinct with their parents autocd to
Plattsmouth today and spent the day
at the William Hunter home.
E Jul
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BOARD
