THE NEBRASKA INDEPEDENT.
April 30, 1896.
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(Continued from lait WHk.l
CHAPTER XXX.
"What!" cries Dawson, catching his
daughter in his arms and hugging her
to his breast, when the first shock of sur
prise was past. "My own sweet Moll,
come hither to warm her old father's
heart?"
"And my own, "says she tenderly,
"which I fear hath grown a little want
ing in love for ye fcinee I have been
mated. But, though my dear Dick draws
so deeply from my well of affection,
there is still somewhere down here"
(ciappmg ner nana upon ner heart), "a
source that first sprang for you and can
never dry."
"Aye, and 'tis a proof," says he,
"your coming here where we may speak
and act without restraint, though it be
but for five minutes. "
"Five minutes!" cries she, springing
up with hor natural vivacity. "Why,
I'll not leave you before the morning,
unless you weary of 1110." And then,
with infinite relish and sly humor, she
told of her dovice for loaving the court
without suspicion.
I do confess I was at first greatly
alarmed for the safe issue of this esca
pade, but she assuring me 'twas a dirty
night, and she had passed no one on the
road, I felt a little reassured To be
sure, thinks I, Mr. Godwin, by some ac
cident, may return, but finding her gone
and hearing Captain Evans keeps me to
my house he must conclude she has come
hither and think no harm of her for that
neither, seeing we are old friends and
sobered with years, for 'tis the most
natural thing in the world that, feeling
lonely and dejected- for the loss of her
husband, she should seek such harmless
diversion as may be had in our society.
However, for the sake of appearances,
I thought it would be wise to get this
provision of ham and birds out, for fear
of misadventure, and also I took instant
precaution to turn the key in my street
door. Being but two men, and neither
of us oyernice in the formalities, I had
Bet a cheese, a loaf and a bottle betwixt
us on the bare table of my office room,
for each to serve himself as he would,
but I now proposed that, having a lady
in our company, we should pay more re
gard to the decencies by going up stairs
to my parlor, and there laying a table
oloth and napkins for our repast. ,
"Aye, certainly !" cries Moll, who had
grown mighty fastidious in these par
ticulars siuco she had been mistress of
Hurst Court. "This dirty table would
spoil the best appetite in the world."
So I carried a fagot and some apple
logs up stairs and soon had a brave fire
leaping up the chimney, by which time
Moll and her father, with abundant
mirth, had set forth our victuals on a
clean white cloth, and to each of us a
clean plate, knife and fork, most proper.
Then, all things leing to our 'hand, we
sat down and made a most hearty meal
of Mrs. Butterby's good cheer, and all
three Of us as merry as grigs, with not
a shadow of misgiving.
There had seemed something piteous
to me in that appeal of Moll's that she
might be herself for this night, and in
deed I marveled now how she could have
so trained her natural disposition to an
artificial maimer and could no longer
wonder at the look of fatigue and wea
riness in her face on her return from
London.
For the old reckless, careless, dare
devil spirit was still alive in ber, as I
could plainly see now that she aban
doned herself entirely to the free sway
of impulse. The old twinkle of mirth
and mischief was in her eyes, she was
no longer a fine lady, but a merry vaga
bond again, and when she laughed 'twas
with her hands clasping her sides, her
head thrown back and all her white
teeth gleaming in the light
"Now," says I, when at length onr
meal was finished, "I will clear the ta
ble." ,
"Hoop!" cries she, catching up the
corners of the tablecloth and flinging
them over the fragments. " 'Tis done.
Let us draw round the fire and tell old
tales. Here's a pipe, dear dad. I love
the smell of tobacco, and you," to me,
"do fetch me a pipkin that I may brew
a good drink to keep our tongues go
ing." ,
About the time this drink was brew
ed Simon, leading Mr. Godwin by a cir
cuitous way, came through the garden
to the back of the house, Where was a
door, which I had never opened for lack
of a key to fit the lock. This key was
now in Simon's hand, and putting it
with infinite care into the hole he softly
turned the wards. Then, with the like
precaution, he lifts the latch and gently
thrusts the door open, listening at every
inch to catch the sounds within. At
length 'tis opened wide. Then, turn
ing his face to Mr. Godwin, who waits
behind, sick with mingled shame and
creeping dread, he beckons him to fol
low. Above Dawson was singing at the top
of his voice a sea songh9 had learned
of a mariner at the inn he frequented at
Greenwich, with a troll at the end, tak
en up by Moll and me, and to hear his
Wife's voice bearing part in this rude
song made Mr. Godwin's heart to sink
Within him. Under cover of this noise
$mon mounted the 6tairs without hesi
tation, Mr. Godwin following at his
hjbels in a kind of sick bewilderment,
"ffwas dark up there, and Simon, stretch
ing forth his haiid3 to know if Mr. God
win w . - by. touched his hand, which
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was utfuaiy coia &uu quivenug, tor here
at the door he was seized with a sweat
ing faintness, which so sapped his vigor
that he was forced to hold by the wall
to save himself from falling.
"Art thee ready?" asks Simon, but he
can get no answer, for Mr. Godwin's
energies, quickened by a word from
Simon pushes wide open the door.
within like a jaded beast by the sting of
a whip, is straining his ears to catch
what is passing within. And what hoars
he? The song is ended, and Dawson
cries:
You han't lost your old knack of
catching a tune, MolL Come hither,
wench, and sit upon my knee, for I do
love ye more than ever. Give me a buss,
chuck. This fine husband of thine shall
not have all thy sweetness to himself. "
At this moment Simon, having lifted
the latch under his thumb, pushes wide
open the door, and there through the
thick cloud of tobacco smoke Mr. God
win sees the table in disorder, the white
cloth flung back over the remnants of
our repast and stained with a patch of
liquor from an overturned mug, a smut
ty pipkin set upon the board beside a
dish of tobacco and a broken pipe me
sitting o' one side the hearth heavy and
drowsy with too much good cheer, and
on t'other side his young wife, sitting
on Dawson's knee, with one arm about
his neck, and he in his uncouth seaman's
garb, with a pipe in one hand, the other
about Moll's waist, a-kissing her yielded
cheek. With a cry of fury, like any
wild beast, he springs forward and
clutches at a knife that lies ready to his
hand upon the board, and this cry is an
swered with a 6hriek from Moll as she
starts to her feet.
"Who is this drunken villain?" he
cries, stretching the knife in his hand
toward Dawson.
And Moll, flinging herself betwixt the
knife and Dawson, with fear for his
life, and yet with some dignity in her
voice and gesture, answers swiftly :
"This drunken villain is my father."
CHAPTER XXXL
"Stand aside, Moll," cries Dawson,
stepping to the f oro and facing Mr. God
win. "This is my crime, and I will an
swer for it with my blood. Here is my
breast" (tearing open his jerkin).
'Strike, for I alone have done you
wrong, this child of mine being but an
instrument to my purpose. "
Mr. Godwin's hand fell by his side,
and the knife slipped from his fingers.
"Speak," says he thickly, after a mo
ment of horrible silence, broken only by
the sound of the knife striking the floor.
If this is your daughter if she has
lied to merwhat, in God's name, is the
truth? Who are you, I ask?"
"John Dawson, a player, ' answers he,
seeing the time is past for lying.
Mr. Godwin 'makes no response,.. but
turns his eyes upon Moll, who stands
before him with bwed head and clasped
hands, wrung to her innermost fiber
with shame, remorse and awful dread,
and for a terrible space I heard nothing
but the deep, painful breathing of this
poor, overwrought man.
' ' You are my wife, ' ' says he at length.
"Follow me. " And with that he turns
about and goes from the room Then
MolL without a look at us, without a
word, her face ghastly pale and drawn
with agony, with faltering steps obeys,
catching at table and chair as she passes
for support. .
' Dawson made a step forward, as if he
would have overtaken her, but I with
hold him, shaking my head, and himself
seeing 'twas in vain he dropped into
a chair and spreading his ' arms upon
the table hides his face in them with a
groan of despair.
Moll totters down the dark stairs and
finds her husband standing in the door
way, his figure revealed against the
patch of gray light beyond, for the moon
was risen, though veiled by a thick pall
of cloud. He sees, as she comes to his
side, that she has neither cloak nor hood
to protect her from the winter wind,
and in silence he takes off his own cloak
and lays it on her shoulder. At this act
of mercy a ray of hope animates Moll's
numbed soul, and she catches at her
husband's hand to press it to her lips,
yet can find never a word to express her
gratituda But his hand is cold as ice,
and ho draws it away from her firmly,
with obvious repugnance. There was no
love in this little act. 'Twaa but the
outcome of that chivalry in gentlemen
which doth exact lenience even to an
enemy. ; "
So he goes on his way, she following
like a whipped dog at his heels, till they
reach the court gates, and, these leitig
fast locked, on a little farther to the
wi'-ket pare. Arui a?:?. as"lr. Godwin
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In ntvwit to 'Titer, there rrfiijTnms mm
re.-r, mat sturdy .fun tan hireling ot
old Simon's.
"Thee canst not enter here, frienL"
says he in his canting voice as he sets
his foot against the gate.
"Know you who I am?" asks Mr.
Godwin.
"Yea, friend, and I know who thy
woman is also. I am bidden by friend
Simon, the true and faithful steward of
Mistress Godwin in Barbary, to defend
her house and lauds against robbers and
evildoers of every kind, and without re
spect of their degree, and with the
Lord's help," adds he, showing a stout
cudgel, "that will I do, friend."
" 'Tis true, fellow," returns Mr. God
win. "I have no right to enter here. "
And then, turning about, he stands ir
resolute, as not knowing whither he
shall go to find shelter for his wife. For
very shame he does not take her to the
village inn to be questioned by gaping
servants and landlord, who, ere long,
must catch the flying news of her shame
ful condition and overthrow. A faint
light in the lattice of Anne Fitch's cot
tage catches his eye, and ho crosses to
her door, still humbly followed by poor
MolL There he finds the thumbpiece
gone from the hitch, to him a well
known sign that Mother Fitch has gone
out a-nursing. So, pulling the hidden
string he wots of, he lifts the latch
within, and the door opens to his hand.
A rush is burning in a cup of oil upon 1
the table, casting a feeble glimmer round !
the empty room He closes the door
wueu .moil win tiuertju, a cnair ue-
lore the hearth ana rakes the embers to
gether to give her warmth.
"Forgive me, oh, forgive me!" cries
Moll, casting herself at his feet as he
turns and clasping his knees to her
stricken heart.
"Forgive you!" says he bitterly.
"Forgive you for dragging me down to
the level of rogues and thieves, for mak
ing me party to this vile conspiracy of
plunder I A conspiracy that, if it bring
me not beneath the lash of justice, must
blast my name and fame forever. You
know not what you ask. As well might
you bid me take you back to finish the
night in drunken riot with those others
of your gang. "
"Oh, no, not now not now!" cries
Moll in agony. "Do but say that one
day long hence you will forgive me.
Give me that hope, for I cannot live
without it."
"That hope 's my fear ! ' ' says he. ' ' I
have known men who, by mere contact
with depravity, have so dulled their
6ense of shame that they could make
light of sins that once appalled them.
Who knows but that one day I may for
give you, chat easily upon this villainy,
maybe regret I went no further in it?"
"O God, forbid that shall be of my
doing!" cries Moll, springing to her
feet. "Broken as I am, I'll not accept
forgiveness on such terms. Think you
I'm like those plague stricken wretches
who, of wanton wickedness, ran from
their beds to infect the clean with their
foul ill? Not I!"
"I spoke in heat," says Mr. Godwin
quickly. "I repent even now what I
said."
"Ami so steeped. in infamy," con
tinues she, "that I am past all cure?
Think," adds she piteously, "I am not
18 yet. I was but a child a year ago,
with no more judgment of right and
wrong than a savage creature. Until I
loved you I think I scarcely knew the
meaning of conscience. The knowledge
came when I yearned to keep no secret
from you. I do remember the first strug
gle to do right. 'Twas on the little
bridge, and there I balanced awhile
'twixt cheating you and robbing myself .
And then, for fear you would not mar
ry me, I dared not own the truth. Oh,
had I thought you'd only keep me for
your mistress I'd have told yon I was
not your cousin. Little as this is, there's
surely hope in't. Is it more impossible
that you, a-strong man, should lift me
than that I, a weak girl no more than
that should drag you down?' '
','1 did not weigh my words. "
"Yes, they were- true," says she.
" 'Tis bred in my body part of my na
ture, this spirit of evil and 'twill exist
as long as I. For, even now, I do feel
that I would' do this wickedness again,
and worse, to win you once more. "
"My poor wife," says he, touched
with pity, and holding forth his arms
she goes to them and lays her cheek
against his breast, and there stands cry
ing very silently with mingled thoughts
now of the room she had prepared
with such delight against his return, of
her little table in the corner, with the
chiney image atop, and other trifles with
which she had dreamed to give him
pleasure all lost ! No more would she
sit by his side there watching, with
wonder and pride, the growth of beauty
'neath his dexterous hand, and then she
feels that 'tis compassion, not love, that
hath opened his arms to her; that she
hath killed his respect for her, and with
it his love. And so, stifling the sobs that
rise in her throat she weeps on till
her tears, trickling from her cheek, full
npon his hand
The icy barrier of resentment is melt
ed by the first warm tear this silent
testimony of her smothered grief and
bursting from the bonds of reason he
yields to the passionate impulse of his
heart, and clasping this poor sorrowing
wife to his breast he seeks to kiss away
the tears from her cheek and soothe her
with gentle words. She responds to his
passion, kiss for kiss, as she clasps her
hands about his head, but still her tears
flow on, for with her readier wit she
perceives that this is but the transport
of passion on his side and not the un
taxed outcome of enduring love, proving
again the truth of his unmeditated proph
ecy, for how can he stand who yielcLj so
quickly to tho first assault, and if he
cannot stand her can he raise her?
Surely and more surely, little by little,
they must sink together to some lower
depth, and one day, thinks she, repeating
his words, ' ' we may chat easily upon this
villainy and regret we went no further
in it"
Mr. Godwin leads her to the adjoin
ing chamber, which had been his, and
says;
"lie down, love. Tomorrow we shall
see tnings clearer and tnimc more rea
sonably." " Yes, " says she in return, "more rea
sonably," and with that she does his
bidding, and he returns to sit before the
embers and meditate, and here he sits,
striving in vain to bring the tumult of
his thoughts to some coherent shape,
until, from sheer exhaustion, he falls in
a kind of lethargy of sleep.
Meanwhile MolL lying in the dark,
had been thinking also, but, as women
will at such times, with clearer percep
tion, so that her ideas, forming in logic
al sequence and growing more clear and
decisive, as an argument becomes more
lively and conclusive by successful rea
soning, served to stimulate her intellect
and excite heractivity. And the end of
it was that she rose quickly from her
bed and looked into the next room,
where she saw her husband sitting,
with his chin npon his breast and his
hands folded upon his knee before the
dead fire. Then, wrapping his cloak
about her, she steals toward the outer
door, but passing him she must needs
pause at his back to stanch her tears a
moment and look down upon him for
the last time. The light shines in his
brown hair, and, she bending down till
her lips touch a stray curl, they part si
lently, and she, with yearning affection,
bids him from her very soul a mute
"Fare thee well, dear love !"
But she will wait no longer, fearing
her courage may give way, and the next
minute she is out in the night, softly
drawing the door to th separates these
tyro forever.
(To be Continued.)
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LOUD OF 70,000 ACRES.
ONE OP THE LARGEST LAND
OWNERS IN THE SOUTH.
Twelve Hundred People Fey Him Rent
Decree of the Court Award Him
Bight of Way Granted a Railroad
Tears Ago. g
NE of the biggest
land cases ever liti
gated In Alabama
has been decided in
the federal ctmrt
ifim J says the New Or
leans i imes-oemo-crat
It was the
case of the United
States against
Hugh Carlisle and
the Tennessee and
Coosa railroad company. The defend
nats won and the chief party In inter
est. Major Hugh Carlisle, of Gunters
,vllle, Ala., Is receiving congratula
tions from far and near over the happy
issue of what had long been to him
a great business vexation.
' The land involved consists of abont
.70,000 acres, which were orlelnally
, granted by act of copstprs In 18o6 to
,ald In construction n thp Tennessee
nnd Coosa reHroad. A bill was filed In
.November. 1S91. to fnrfMt the grant.
This bill flllofypri tnsr tho road had not
jbeen completed in the tpp years nre-
j scrlhA-1 lw tiio PT3Pt' r ho nnt Th
i bnllr of fne land bad been ropveyed to
j Major Carlisle In pnvmept for ron
struet!ng and ertulpnlp'r the rood. The
eovernmept poptended. first, that the
I read bad not bep ropticted in the
ten rear rprmfrnrt and that be dPPd
to TTup-b Carlisle wa colorable only,
and that he renllv held the land as
trustee for the road. The court in its
final decree decided that the Tennessee
and Coosa railroad company sold to
Major Carlisle and other bona fide pur
chasers, prior to September 26. 1890.
the date of the passage of the forfeit
ure act. all the land embraced in the
first 120 sections, wh'rh. bv tb terms
of the grantlnar act. it was anhori7.ed
to sell in advancp of the rontrnetion
of the road or nnv part tbpreof. Tb
court also fouod that the road, from
Oadsden to Littleton had been complet
ed and was In operation by September
29. 1890. and the lands opposite that
part had not been forfeited, and for that
reason the court held that none of the
land had been forfeited: that the sale
to Carlisle was bona fide, based on a
good consideration, the proceeds being
used for the construction and equip
ment of the road.
Something like 1.200 sauatters and
purchasers had settled upon the land,
many of them being purchasers from
Major Carlisle or the railroad company,
but had refused to make payment, hop
ing to get possession and title by entry
from the government. Some of these
had employed F. S. White of this city
to assist the district attorney. Major
Carlisle was represented by Amos B.
Goodhue, Esq., of Gadsden, and the
railroad company by Judge R. C. Brick
ell and the Hon. Oscar Hundley of
Huntsville. The court's decision di
rected the receiver, Owen T. Holmes, to
place the property immediately in the
possession of Major Carlisle.'
With the 70,000 acres go about 800
notes, with interest, ranging from $100
to $400. In the territory is comprised
some of the best mineral lands in the
state, as well as valuable farm lands,
In a wonderfully beautiful and pictur
esque region. Included in it are the ore
mines of the Etowah Mining company
(the Crudups), which has been for the
last eight years turning out from 400
to 500 tons of red hematite ore, which
aas been generally shipped to South
Pittsburg, Pa. Another large body of the
land adjoins the big Dwight cotton
manufacturing plant at Alabama City.
The litigation over this property, has
been a stumbling block in the way of
Its development to many an anxious
Investor, who had no doubt of its valua
ole possibilities. It has thousands of
acres of valuable iron ore lands, such
as are utilized by the furnaces of the
Birmingham district, and a vast area
Df good coking coal lands, where coal
;an be handlcd.to water transportation
by the simple aid of gravity.
Old citizens of the state have been
ong familiar with Major Carlisle and
lis Coosa River railroad. The road
was first one of the dreams of the late
tudge Louis Wyeth of Guntersville,
jvhose memory is yet blessed In all
aorth Alabama. He often expressed the
aope to live to see the day when the
waters of the Tennessee and Coosa
would be united by this road. With him
were associated such well known citi
tens of Marshall county as Alfred G.
Henry, Dr. Joseph Bivins, General S.
K. Rayburn, Sam Henry, Gabriel
Hughes, Henry L. Miller and Wendolin
Biebold.
Major Carlisle's estate Is now as
grand as any of the titled lairds of his
iative country, Scotland, whence he
tame to be a sturdy American citizen
ind a valued and honored Alabamian.
His triumph will be glad news to his
aosts of friends and well wishers all
iver Alabama. He was one of the un
lagging pioneers of progressive in
lustrial Alabama. He showed his zeal
ind proved his faith in the Coosa rail
road by spending $250,000 in it and
itlcking to it after it had been aban
loned by every one else. On account
)f the heavy grading it was an unus
aally difficult road to build, one mile of
,t costing as much as $110,000. Major
Carlisle will be a generous and forbear
ng landlord and creditor to his num
srous tenants and debtors, and ex
pressed the opinion that honest pur
jhasers of the land ought to ba satisfied
it least that all doubt as to the title
s now removed.
So It Ik.
Millby Why do all the scrawny cl;l
lalds object to bloomeis?
Agnes Oh, it's all a matter of fo ;n
;ou know.
zm yj
NEBRASKA NEWS.
1 he Mar of Jumter is a new order in
the state.
akefield will have wide open saloons
this year.
The Niobrara creamery has begun
active operations.
In Banner county hay is worth but
75 cents per ton.
The M. W. A. organized a camp at
Malcolm Tuesday.
Curtis was incorporated as a village
ten years ago this month.
Boyd county boasts of a calf that at
birth weighed 175 pounds.
. Cass county is banking on an unusual
ly large peach crop this year.
The independent voters of Platts
mouth have organized a club.
The soil in Nuckolls county is well
soaked to a depth of three feet.
The Blue Springs roller mill has shut
down on account of high water. -
The Burlington is preparing to lay
new and heavier steel between Seward
and Malcolm. ' "
Harry Peacock of Superior disabled
one of his best fingers by the careless
nancumg ol a hatchet.
A North Platte marble man adver
tises "tombstones on easy terms."
That sounds euphonious.
The baseball enthusiasts in the north
east Nebraska circuit are warming up'
and clubs are being organized.
The irrigation fair will attract more
attention to North Platte as the center
of a rich agricultural community than
any other event in its history.
Tobias trustees have passed an ordi
nance that no barbed wire fences
6hall be harbored inside the village
limits.
A new biography of the later years
of Col. W. F. Cody has been begun by
Col. Prentiss Ingraham in the Duluth
Times.
One Nebraska paper thinks a man
who cannot afford 3 cents a week for
his home paper must chew a irreat deal
of tobacco. ,
The Oxnards have contracted with
nail county farmers for 000 acres more
of beets than were ever before planted
in that county.
The cows and hens are running this
country now. nearlv everv article of
food or clothing that's bought is taken
in DTnhanfra Tm.. -
Mrs. W. M. Mears of Wavne has a
broken shoulder blade. Her son was
driving and turned an acute ano-le.
upsetting the buggy. "That's why."
TV monl.l V1l :J ill.
' Clonal ui lUltt Hits llUUUieU I FJ C (
citizens to repair their sidewalks r"n)c
clean the alleys, or he will have it done
ana aaa the expense to their tax ac
count. '
The school people of Fremont ar
thinking of chartering a special train
to take their crowd to attend the state
declamatory contest which occurs at
All 1 -.r
Asiiiana on iviay i.
Joe Roberts, the little step-son of
W. C. Britton oi Beaver Crossing at
tempted to hold a team of runaway
horses, but was finally spilled out and
suffered a broken arm. '
D. A. Cochran of Banner county has
been arrested on a charge of cattle
stealing. He lately shipped a car load
to St. Joe that Alonzo Pififer claims
were rustled from bis Tioivt
The mill dam at Ansley couldn't
stand the high pressure from the re
cent rams, and went out with a rush.
The mill wheels of the mill are at rest
while a new dam is being constructed.
The stone basement foundation of
the new Methodist church at .York was
condemned by the building committee
as no good and ordered torn down.
Other stone masons, who understand
their business, -have been engaged to
build it.
Ira Hamilton of Plain view has a
broken arm. lie was amusing himself
heaping contumelous epithets upon
Philip Sires, which were born in silence
until forbearance ceased to be a virtu-e.
1 ; -1 T . T 1 S
if siues a oroKen arm, ira has a visry
sore nose. .
V
A few weeks ago Steve Scales of
Minnesota purchased a ranch at New
castle. Last week an irate maiden
whom he had promised to marry traced
him up. He immediately fled for
Iona, and taking a ferry went to Elk
Point. Nothing daunted, she followed
him and at the latter place had him ar
rested. Ross Sammons, eight-year-old son of
J. B. Sammons of . Riverdalo township,
Buffalo county, mounted a pony to go
to the pasture after the cows. While on
the errand the pony began to "buck"
and threw the lad to. the ground with
great force. His arm was broken be
tween the elbow and shoulder, the force
of the fall pushing the end of the bone
through the flesh, shirt and coat sleeve
and into the ground. The little fellow
was just learning to ride. .
Secretary Williamson of theNebraka
club says the impression has gone out
that the club was organized in the in
terests of certain corporations. He de
sires to correct the impression. The
club had originated in the minds of
certain members of the Nebraska man
ufacturers' and consumers' association
and no one could question their sincer
ity. Neither was it organized, he says,
to further the interests of Omaha. Of
course there are Omaha men in it, but
it is natural they should be. He
lieves. the club can do more for tl
state and assist in concentrating itl
interests than any other movement
possibly can.
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