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December 14, 1899.
THE NEBRASKA INDEPENDENT.
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CHAPTER IX.
HE 8EES A OHOST.
Bonaparte stood on the ash heap. He
espied across the plain a moving speck,
and he chucked his coattails up and
down In expectancy of a scene.
, The wagon came on slowly. Waldo
lay curled among the sacks at the back
of the wagon, the hand In his breast
resting on the sheep shearing machine.
It was finished how. The right thought
had struck him the day before as he
gat, half asleep, watching the water
go over the mill wheel. He muttered
to himself, with half closed eyes:
"Tomorrow smooth the cogs, tighten
the screws a little, show it to them."
Then after a pause, "Over the wnole
world, the whole world mine, that I
have made!" He pressed the little
wheels and pulleys In his pocket till
vthey cracked. Presently his muttering
became louder, "And 50 a black hat
for my dadda, for Lyndall a blue silk,
ery lTght, aud one purple, like the
earth bells, and white shoes." He mut
tered on: "A box full, full of books.
They shall tell me all, all, all," he add
ed, moving his fingers deslriutjly
"why the crystals grow In such beauti
ful shapes, why lightning runs to the
iron, why black people are black, why
the sunlight makes things warm. I
shall read, read, read," he niutterod
slowly. Then came over him suddenly
what he called "the presence of God,"
a sense of a good, strong something
folding him round. He smiled through
bis half shut eyes. "Ah, Father, my
own Father, it Is so sweet to feel you,
like the warm sunshine! The Bibles
and books cannot tell of you aud ali I
feel you. They are mixed with men's
words, but you"
His muttering sank into inaudible
confusion till, opening his eyes wide.
It struck him that the brown plain he
looked at was the old home farm. For
half an hour they had been riding in it,
and he had not known It He roused
the leader, who sat nodding on the
front of the wagon In the early morn
ing sunlight. They were within half a
mile of the homestead. It seemed to
him that he had been gone from them
all a year. He fancied he could see
Lyndall standing on the brick wall to
watch for him, his father, passing from
one house to the other, stopping to
look.
He called aloud to the oxen. For
each one at horn;- lie "had brought
something for bin father a piece of to
bacco, bought at t': shop by the mill;
for Em a thimble, (. L;.".idaII a beau
tiful flower dug out by the routs it a
place where they had "outsvanmtl,"
for Tant' Sifnnie a handkerchief. V1hmi
they drew near the house, he threw
the whip to the Kaffir leader aud
sprang from the side of the wngon to
run on. Bonaparte stopped him as he
rati past the ash heap.
"Good morning, my dear boy. Where
are you running to so fast with your
rosy cheeks'"
The boy looked up at him, glad even
to see Bonaparte.
"I am going to the cabin," he said,
out of breath.
"You won't find them In Just now
not your good old father," said Bona
parte. "Where is he?" asked the lad.
"There, beyond the camps," ?aid
Boraparte, waving his hand oratorical
ly toward the stone walled ostrich
camps. ,
"What is he doing Jhore?" asked the
boy.
Bonaparte patted him on the cheek
kindly.
"We could not keep him any more.
It was too hot. We've buried him,
my boy," said Bonaparte, touching
with his finger the boy's cheek. "We
couldn't keep him any more. lie, he,
he!" laughed Bonaparte as the boy fl.'d
away along the low stone wall, almost
furtively, as one In fear.
At 5 o'clock Bonaparte knelt before
a box In the German's room. lie was
busily unpacking it.
It had been agreed upon between
Tant" Sannle and himself that now the
German was gone he (Bonaparte) was
to be no longer schoolmaster, but over
seer of the farm. In return for his
fit scholastic labors he had express
ed himself willing to t;rke possession
f the dead man's goods aud room.
Tant' Siiunie hardly liked the urruuge
nicnt. ' Khe had a great deal more re
spect 'for the German dead than the
German living and would rather his
goods had been allowed to descend
peacefully to his son. for she was a
firm believer In the chinks In the world
above, where not only ears but. eyes
might be applied to hco how things
went on in this world below. SIh- nev
er felt sure how far the spirit world
might overlap this world of setiHe and.
as a rule, prudently abstained from
doing anything which might offend un
swn auditors. For this reason she ab
stained from 111 using the dead Kng
lislmnn's daughter and niece, and for
this reason she would rather the Iniy
bad had his father's goods. But it was
hard to refuse Bonaparte anything
when she and he sat so happily togotU
er in the evening drinking coffee, Bo
naparte telling her In the broken Dutch
hi was fast learning How he adored
fat women and what a splendid fanner
be was.
BY
OLIVE
SCHHEHTEH.
si
A TALE OF LIFE IN THE
BOER REPUBLIC.
So at 5 o'clock on this afteraooti Bo
naparte knelt in the German's room.
"Somewhere here It is," he said rs
he packed the old clothes carefully out
of the box and, finding nothing, packed
them in again. "Somewhere in this
room it is, and if it's here Bonaparte
finds it," he repeated. "You didn't
stay here all these years without mak
lug a little pile somewhere, my Iamb.
You weren't such a fool as you look
ed. Oh, no!" said Bonaparte.
He now walked about the room, div
ing his fingers In everywhere, sticking
thorn into the great crevices In the wall
and frightening out the spiders, rap
ping them against the old plaster till It
cracked and fell In pieces, peering tip
the chimney till the soot dropped on
his bald head and blackened it. He
felt In little blue bags; he tried to
raise the hearthstone; he shook acli
book till the old leaves fell down In
showers on the floor.
It was getting dark, and Bonaparte
stood with his finger on his nose re
flecting. Finally he walked to (lie
door, behind which hung the trousers
and waistcoat the dead man had last
worn. Ho had felt In them, but hur
riedly, just arter the funeral the day
before. He would examine them again.
Sticking his fingers into the waistcoat
pockets, he found in one corner a hole.
Pressing his hand through It, between
the lining and the cloth, he presently
came Into contact with something.
Bonaparte drew it forth a small,
square parcel, sewed up in sailcloth,
lie gazed at It, squeezed It. It crack
ed, as though full of bank notes. He
put It quickly Into his own waistcoat
pocket and peeped over the half door
to see If there , was any one comlug.
There was nothing to be seen but the
last rays of yellow sunset light paint
ing the "karroo" bushes In the plain
and shining on the ash heap, where the
fowls were pecking. He turned und
sat down on the nearest chair and. lak-
; ing out bis penknife, lipped trie tyircel
pen. The first thing that fell was a
shower of yellow, faded papers. Bona
parte opened them carefully one by
one and smoothed them out on his
knee. There was something very val
uable to be hidden so carefully, though
thf German characters he could not
decipher. When he came to the last
one, he felt there was something hard
In it.
I "You've got It. Bon. my boy; you've
got it!" he cried, slapping his leg hard.
Edging nearer to the door, for t lie
light was fading, he opened the paper
carefully. There was nothing inside
but a plain gold wedding ring.
1 "Better lli::n nothing!" said Bona
parte, trying to put it on his little lin
ger, which, however, proved too fat.
He took It off and set it down on the
table before him and looked at it with
his crosswise eyes.
I "When that auspicious hour. San
nie." he said, "shall have arrived
1 when, panting. I shall lend thee, light
ed by Hymen's torch, to the connubial
altar, theu upon thy fair amaranthine
' linger, my joyous'brlde, shall this riug
i repose.
"Thy fair liorty. oh, my ptrl.
fchnl! Bnn;!mrte po9wsn;
liis finccrs in ihy mwirybarrs.
Hp IIhtHti. too. shall intse."
naving given utterance to this flood
of poesy, he sat lost iu joyous reflec
tion. "He therein, too. shall mess," he re
pented meditatively.
At this Instant, as Bonaparte swore,
and swore truly to the eud of his life,
a slow and distinct rap was given ou
the crown of his ha Id head. i
Bonaparte started and looked up. No
"reim" or strap hung down from t lie
rafters above, and not a human crea
ture was uear the door. It was grow
ing dark. He did not like It. lie he
gau to fold up the papers expeditious
ly. He stretched out his hand for t lie
ring. The ring was gone gone, nl
though no human creature hud entered
the room: gone, although no form had
crossed the doorway. Gone!
He would not sleep there, that was
ceilain
lie stuffed the papers into his pocket.
As he did no 1 1 nee slow and distinct
tups were given ou the crown f his
head. l".ot::ipnrte's jaw fell Each
Joint lost lis power. He could not
move; lie d:tred not rise. His tongue
lay loose in Ills mouth.
"Take all. take ail!" he gurgled In
his throat. "I I do not want them.
Tnkc"-
Ilere a resolute tug at the gray curls
at the back of his head caused him to
leap up. yelling wildly Was he to sit
still paralyzed, to be dragged sway
Itodily to Hie' devil? Willi terrific
shrieks he fled, casting no glance he
hind. When the dew was railing and the
evening wa dark, a small figure
moved toward the gate of the farthest
ostrich camp, driving a bird before it.
When the gale v-ts opened and the
bird driven in and the gate fastened, it
turned away, but then suddenly paus
ed near the stone wall.
"is that you. Waldo V" said Lyndall.
hearing a sound.
The boy was sitting on the drmm
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ground, with his back to the walk lie
gave her uo answer
"Come," she said, bending over him
"I have been looking for you all day."
ne mumbled something.
"You have had nothing to eat. I
have put some supier In your room.
You must come home with me, Wal
do." She took bis hand, and the boy rose
slowly.
She made him take her arm and
twisted her small fingers among bis.
"You must forget." she whispered.
"Since It happened I walk, I talk. I
never sit still. If we remember, we,
cannot bring back the dead." She
knit her little fingers closer among his.
"Forgetting Is the best thing. He did
not watch it coming," she whispered
presently. "That Is the dreadful thing
to see It coming!" She shuddered.
"1 want It to come so to me too. Why
do you think I was driving that bird?"
she added quickly. "That was Hans,
the bird that hates Bonaparte. I let
him out this afternoon. I thought he
would chase him and perhaps kill
him."
1 be boy showed no sign of Interest
"He did not catch him. but he put
bis head over the half door of your
cabin aud frightened him horribly. He
was there, busy stealing your things.
Perhaps he will leave them alone now,
but I wish the bird bad trodden on
him."
They said no more till they reached
the door cf the cabin.
"There Is a candle, and supper Is on
the table. You must eat." she said
authoritatively. "I cannot stay with
you now lest they Und out about the
bird."
He grasped her arm and brought his
mouth close to her ear.
"There Is no God." he almost hl83ed,
"no God. not anywhere!"
She started.
"Not anywhere!"
He ground It out between h'.s teeth,
aud she felt bis hot breath on her
cheek.
"Waldo, yon are mad." she said,
drawing herself from him Instinctively.
He loosened his grasp and turned
away from her also.
In truth. Is It not life's way? ' We
fight our little battles alone, you yours,
I mine. We must tiot help or find help.
When your life I most real, to me
you are mad. When your agony Is
blackest. 1 look at you and wonder.
Friendship Is good, n strong stick, hut
when the hour comes to lean hard It
gives. In the day of their bitterest
need all amis are alone.
Lyndall stood by him in the dark,
pityingly, wouderingiy. As he walked
to the door she came after him.
"Eat your supper. It will do you
good," she said.
Site rubbed her cheek against his
shoulder and then ran away.
In the front room the little woolly
Kaffir girl was washing Tant' Sannie's
feet in a small tub, and Bonaparte,
who sat on the wooden sofa, was pull
ing off his shoes aud stockings that his
own feet might be washed also. There
were three candles burning In the
room, aud he and Tant' Sannie sat
close together, with the lean Hottentot
not far off, for when ghosts are about
uitich light Is needed. There Is great
strength In numbers. Bonaparte had
completely recovered from the effects
of his fright iu the afternoon, and the
numerous doses of brandy that it had
be. n necessary to administer to him to
effect his restoration had put him iu
a singularly pleasant and amiable
mood.
"That boy Waldo.' said Bonaparte,
rubbing his toes, "took himself off cool
ly this morning as soon as the wagon
came ami has not done a stiver of
work all day. I'll not have that kind
of tiling now I'm master of this farm."
The Hottentot maid translated.
"Ah. I expect he's sorry that his fa
ther's dead." said Tant' Sannle. "It's
nature, you know. I cried the whole
morning when my father died. One
cnu always get another husband, but
oue can't get auother father." said
Tant' Sannie. casting a sidelong glance
at BomipuH'te.
Bonaparte expressed a wish to give
Waldo his orders for the next day's
work, and accordingly the little woolly
headed Kaffir was sent to call him.
After a considerable time the boy ap
peared and stood In the doorway.
If they had dressed him In one" of the
awallowtalled coats and oiled his hair
till the drops fell from it and it lay as
smooth as an elder's on sacrament Sun
day, there would still have been some
thing iiuanointed in the aspect of the
fellow. As it was. standing there In
his strange old costume, his head pre
senting much the appearance of hav
ing been deeply- roiled In sand, his eye
lids swollen, the hair hanging over his
forehead and a dogged sullenness on
his features, be presented most the ap
pearance of an ill conditioned young
buffalo.
"Beloved Lord." cried Tanf Sannle.
"how he looks! Come In. boy. Couldn't
you come and say good day to uieT
Don't you want some supper?"
He said he wanted nothing and
tuii'ed his heavy eyes away from her.
"There's a ghost been seen In youi
father's room." said Tant' Sanuie. "If
you're afraid, you can sleep In the
kitchen."
"I will sleep in our room," said the
boy slowly.
"Well, you can go now," she said,
"but be up early to take the sheep. The
herd"-
"Yes. be up early, my boy." Inter
rupted Bonaparte, smiling. "I am to
be master of tYis farm now. amd we
shn II be good friends. I trust, very
good friends, if you try to do your
duty, my dear boy."
Waldo turned to go. and Bonaparte,
looking benignly at the caudle, stretch
ed out ore- uast(Hl:'"-.-ed foot, over
which Wahlo. lonitlm, at nothing In
particular, I. .'I with u i -avy thud upon
the floor.
"Dear I hope you are not hurt,
my loy.' e.iirt Bonaparte. "You'll havs
many ah:::' :'jlng thau that, though,
before you've gone through life," be
added consolingly as Waldo picked
himself up.
The lean Hottentot laughed till the
room rang again, and Taut' Sannie tit
tered till her sides ached.
When be had gone, the little maid be
gan to wash Bonaparte's feet
"O Lord, beloved Lord, how he did
fall!. 1 can't think of It" cried Tant
Saunle. and she laughed again. "I al
ways did know he was not right, but
this evening any one could see It," she
added, wiping the tears of mirth from
her face. "Ills eyes are as wild as if
the devil was In them. He never was
like other children. The dear Lord
knows. If he doesn't walk alone for
hours talking to himself. If you sit In
the room with hint, you can see his lips
moving the whole time, and If you tali
to him 20 times he doesn't bear you.
Daft eyes he's as mad as mad can
be."
The repetition of the word mad con
veyed meaning to Bonaparte's mind.
He left off paddling his toes In the wa
ter. "Mad. mad? I know that kind of
mad." said Bonaparte, "and I know
the thing to give for It- the front end
of a little horsewhip, the tip: nice
thing; takes It out." said Bonaparte.
The Hotteutot laughed and trans
lated. "No more walking about and talking
to themselves on this farm now," said
Bonaparte, "no more minding of sheep
and rending of books at the same time.
The polut of a horsewhip is a little
thing, but I think he'll have a taste of
It before long." Bonaparte rubbed? his
hands and looked pleasantly across Ids
nose, and then the three toughed to
gether grimly.
And Waldo In his cabin crouched In
the dark In a corner, with bis knees
drawn .up to his chin.
CHATTER X.
HK SHOWS itIS TEETH.
' Doss sat among the "knrroo" bushes,
one yellow ear drawn over his wicked
little eye. ready to flap away any ad
venturous fly that might settle on his
nose. Around him In the morning sun
light fed the sheep; behiud him lay bis
master, polishing his machine. He
found much comfort In handling It that
morning. A dozen philosophical essays
or angelically attuned songs for the
consolation of the bereaved could nev
er have been to hlni what that little
sheep shearing machine was that day.
After struggling to see the unseeable,
growing drunk with the endeavor to
span the Infinite and writhing before
the Inscrutable mystery It Is a renovat
ing relief to turn to some simple, feel
able, weigliable substance, to some
thing which lias a smell and a color,
which may be handled nnd turned over
this way nnd that. Whether there be
or be not a hereafter, whether tLere be
any use In calling aloud to the unseen
power, whether there be an unseen
power to call to, whatever be the true
nature of the I who call and of the ob
jects around me. whatever be our
meaning, our Internal essence, our
cause (and iu a certain order of minds
death and the agony of loss Inevitably
awaken the wild desire, at other times
smothered, to look into these tilings),
whatever be the nature of that which
lies beyond the unbroken wall which
the limits of the human intellect build
up ou every hand, this tiling Is certain
a knife will cut wood, nnd oue cog
ged wheel will turn another. This Is
sure.
Waldo found an Immeasurable satis
faction iu the handling of his machine,
but Doss winked und blinked and
thought it all frightfully mouotouous
out there on the Hat and presently
dropped asleep, sitting bolt upright
Suddenly his eyes opeued wide. Some
thing was coining from the direction of
the homestead. Winking his eyes aud
looking intently, he perceived it was
the gray mare. Now. Doss had won
dered much of late what had become
of her master. Seeing she carried
some one ou her back, he now came
to his own conclusion aud began to
move his tall violently up and down.
Presently he pricked up one ear and
let the other hang. His tail became
motionless, and the expression of bis
mouth was one of decided disapproval
bordering on scorn. lie wrinkled bis
lips up on each side Into little lines.
The sand was soft, and the gray
mare came on so noiselessly that the
boy heard nothing till Bonaparte dis
mounted. Then Doss got up aud moved
back a step. He did not approve of
Bonaparte's appearance. His costume.
In truth, was of n unique kind. It was
a combination of the towu and coun
try The mils of his black cloth coat
were pinned up behind to keep them
from rubbing: he had on a pair of
moleskin trousers aud leather gaiters,
and In his bund he carried a little whip
of rhinoceros hide.
Waldo started and looked up Had
there been a moment's time lie would
have dug o hole In the sand with his
hands nnd burled his treasure. It was
only a toy of wood, but be loved It. as
one of necessity loves what has been
born of him. whether of the flesh or
spirit. When cold eyes have looked at
It. the feathers are rubbed off our but
terfly's wing forever.
"What have you here, my lad?" said
Bonaparte, standing by hi in and volut
ins with the end of his whip to the
medley of wheels and hinges.
The boy muttered something Inaudi
ble and half spread his baud over the
thing.
"But this seems to be a very Ingen
ious little machine." said Bona parte,
seating himself on the ant heap nnd
betiding down over It with deep Inter
est. "What Is It for. my lad?"
"Shearing sheep."
"It Is a very nice little machine,"
said Bonaparte. "How docs it work,
now? I have never seen anything so
Ingenious"
There was never a parent who heard
deception In the voice that praised his
child, bis flrstlioru. Here was one who
liked the thing that had been created
In hint. He forgot everything. He
showed how the shears would work
with a little guidance, bow the sheep
would be held and the wool fall Into
the trough. A flush burst over bis face
us be spoke.
"I tell you what, my lad." sold Bona
parte emphatically when the explana
tion was finished, "we must get you a
patent. Your fortune Is made. In
three years time there'll not be a farm
In this colony where It Isn't working.
You're n genius: that's what you are!"
said Bonaparte, rising.
"If It were made larger," said the
boy, raising his eyes. "It would work
more smoothly. Do you think there
would be any one In this colony would
be able to make It?"
"I'm sure they could." said Bona
parte, "and. If not, why I'll do my best
for you. I'll send it to England. It
must be done somehow. How long
hove you worked at It r
"Nine months." said the boy.
"Oh. It Is such a nice little machine."
said Bonaparte, "one can't help feeling
on Interest In It There Is only one lit
tle Improvement, one very little Im
provement, I should like to make."
Bonaparte put his foot on the ma
chine and crushed It in the sand. The
boy looked up Into tils face.
"Looks better uow." said Bonaparte,
"doesn't It? If we can't have It made
In England, we'll k ud It to America.
Goodby; ta, ta " he added "You're a
great genius, a born genius, my dear
boy. There's no doubt about It."
He mounted the gray mure and rode
off. The dog watched his retreat with
cynical satisfaction, but his master lay
on the ground with his head on his
arms In the sand, and the little wheels
and chips of wood lay on the ground
around him. The dog jumped ou his
back and snapped ni,ihe black curls
till. Iludlng that uo notice was taken,
he walked off to piny with a black
beetle. The beetle was hard at work
trying to roll home h great ball of
dung It had been collecting all the
morning, but Doss broke the hall and
eat the beetle's hind legs nnd then bit
off Its head. And It was all play, and
no one cottift tell what it had lived and
worked for-a striving aud a striving
and an ending In nothing.
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."MdU U) Dane) Drug Co., Cor 0
ami 11. Str., Lincoln, Nebr. 1
Look at This!
SPECIAL.
BOeSyropof Pin ........
Vv Talcum Pirwder ,
Hiiuda HaraapaHUs...,
I Wine of Cardui
wt i hp, iiHiin inm,i vt,ifiivuHii. . auw
for Cart Little Liver VU IS
ft Avar Hair Vigor ....1W
lie Btw!'tie German Sjrrap Us
Or DeWliuOne Uiuute Coutfb Bfrop.
II M Hi ted Milk N
II Kewpe Uulpiim ,
ioc Hlnkib Couauaiptioa Car Ms
li Penina ........... .MOo
11 EriuIhIod Cod'tlVe'i ; Oti"" """.."".". tte
II Beef, Iron and WlneTimlo T&
iivCriks Olycarloa Halts Us
Oraya Tea ....... Ms
Ml niuiL 17 u. A
i uiren narvina
II Uihiee Celery Compound......
II K i r Swamp Hool ....
85c Caaturia
II Pierce f avorite Preaortptlon.
tie BVh( Tonie
All Other 1 Pat nt M' diciaM ...
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AlKXharSUe I'ataol Mediclnas
AllOili-r IT Pa lent Umiirinea
Flue Medilne Camar Oil. a-al
Fine Mact'Hie Liihrfeattng Oil, par (al tm
Fin Mw-hin Blank Oil Ms
AoU-rly Uupa, U keep off die oa bora
and cattle, per iwif t) Jl
Loweat eric Dm Bur In Liuenla, Ns
3 jvnn ei-jvp.-oe ia to Dru Biuiaa- Ttaal
naaua aouiatliiii
Riggs' Pharmacy,
FUN KK OPERA HOUMK. Ifch and O HTM f
PAINLESS
RIGGS, The
Dentist.
EXTRACTION
141 No, 12th 8., Lincoln, Nt
Gold Alloy Filling $1 00
Gold Filling . $1.00 and up
Gold Crowns . . $3.00 and up
Set of Teeth .... . . $500
Best Teeth $800
RIGGS, The Dentist,
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CAUTION. Do not be deceived In I
. buying amall ao-called I
' Vehaters nic'looerlra." All rtithetitlo
,i MirMlmiwula or Wi-lwilr Intemntl'Minl IHtlon- I
v'i in iii vmKii'i iMtir niir trade-mark on i
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Tlio Way to go California
is in a touri.Mt sleeper, personally coo
due ed, via the Burlinvtun Route. You
d n't change cur. You make fawt time.
You fe the finest scenery on the globe.
Your car U not wi ex pensively furnish
ed an a palnce sleeper, but it is just as
e'ean, jiiHt as comtnrtabie, just as good
to ride in and nearly K.tOO cheaper. It
has wide vestibules; pintch gas, high
buck seats; a uniform Pullman porter;
clean bedding; spaeiou toilet rooms;
lables and a henting range. being
strongly and heavily built, it rides
sn loot lily, is warm in winter and cool ia
summer.
In charge of each excursion party is
sn exetieuced excursion conductor who
accompanies it right through to Los
A - geles.
Cars leave Omaha, fit Joseph. Lincnla
and Hastings every Tbursdtiy, arriving
Sn Fnnei-co following Sunday Xos An
geles. Monday. Only three dys from th
MisxHiri River to the Pacific Coast, in
cluding a stop overof U hoursatDenver
and !H hours at Bait Lake City two of
the most interesting cities on the cou ti
nt nu
For folder giving full information, call
at any Uurbngion Route ticket office, or
write to J. Francis.
tjen'l Pas. Agent, Omaha, Neb.
riie Rork llanil Wall Map ol the I'oltel
hlatea
Is the best offered to the public. It is
very large and especially adapted to
school purpose. Every tencherof geog
raphy and every business oflk-e should
have one. It will he sent postpaid to
any address on receipt of fifteen cents ia
postage stamps or coin.
Address, John Sebastian, G. P. A. Chi
cago, IlL '
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