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'She made her way past the fiddlers j
and a tench fttll of tired dancers and
passed out at the front door. On the
stoep" a. group of men and boys were
p i smoking, peeping in at tne winaowi
and cracking coarse jokes. Waldo was
certainly not' among them, and she
made her way . to the carta and wagons
drawn up at some distance from tne
homestead.
"Waldo," she said, peering ' Into a
large cart, "is mat your i am so aazea
with the tallow candles I see nothing."
lie had made himself a place be
. tween the two seats. She climbed up
; and sat on the sloping floor In front.
T "I thought I should find you here,"
she said, drawing her skirt up about
her shoulders. "You count take me
borne presently, but not now.".
She leaned her head on the seat near
to his, and they listened in silence to
the fitful twanging of the fiddles as
the nlght'Wind bore It from the farm
- house and to the ceaseless thud of the
dancers and. the, peals of gross laugh
ter. She stretched out her little hand
to feel for his. ' '
"It Is sar nice to lie here and hear that
noise," : she said. "I like .to feel that
strange life beating, up against me. 1
like, to realize forms of life utterly un
like mine.'"-She drew a long breath.
"When my own life feels small and I
am oppressed with It, I like to crush to
gether and see it In a picture. In an
Instant, a multitude of disconnected
unlike phases of human life a me
diaeval" monk with his string of beads
pacing the quiet orchard and looking
up from the grass at his feet to the
heavy fruit trees; little Malay boys
playing naked on a shining seabeach;
a llindoo philosopher alone under his
banyan tree.' thinking, thinking, think
ing, so that in the thought of God he
may lose himself; a troop of Bacchana
lians dressed In white, with crowns of
Vine leaves, dancing along the Roman
streets; a martyr on the night of his
death looking through the narrow win
dow to the sky and feeling that already
he has the wings that' shall bear him
up" (she moved her hand dreamily
over her face); "an epicurean discourse
lng at a Roman bath to a knot , of his
disciples on the nature of happiness;
a Kaffir 'witch-doctor seeking for herbs
by moonlight, While from the huts 'on
k the tiillside cOmV"tbesound tft dogs
barklng-and the voices of women, and
children; a mother giving, bread and
milk; to her children In little wooden
basinar and singing the evening song.
1 like to see It , all. I feel it run
through me.; -That life belongs to me.
It makes my little life large. It breaks
down the narrow walls that shut me
In." ;- ' ' :
She sighed and drew a long breath."
"Have you made any plan?" she
asked him presently. -
y "Yes," he said, the words coming la
jets, with pauses between; "I will take
the, gray mare. I will travel first. 1
will see. the world. Then 1 will find
work."
"What work?"
"I do not know."
She made a little impatient move
ment. "That Is no plan travel, see the
world, find work! If you go into the
world aimless, without a definite ol
Ject, dreaming, dreaming, you will be
definitely defeated, bamboozled, knock
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of genius. It Is nothing but this that
a, man knows what hq. can do best and
does It and nothing else. 'Waldo,' she'
said, knitting her little fingers closer
among bls.T wlsh I could help you.
wish 1 could make you see that you
must decide what you will.be and do.
It does not matter what you choose.
Be a farmer," business ' man, artist,
what you will, but know' your aim and
live for that one thing. We have only
one life. The secret of success Is con
centration. Wherever there has been
a great life or a great work, that has
gone before. Taste everything a little,
look at everything a little, but live for
one thing. Anything is possible to a
man who knows his end and moves
straight for it, and for it alone. I will
show you what I mean," she said con
cisely. "Words are gas till you con
dense them Into pictures.
"Suppose a woman, young, friendless
as l am, tne weakest ruing on uoa s
earth. But she must make her way
through life. What she would be she
cannot be because she Is a woman, so
she looks carefully at herself. and the
worm about ner to see wnere ner patn
must be made. There Is no one to'help
her. She must help herself. She looks.
These things she; has a. sweet voice.
rich In subtle intonations; a fair, very
fair face, with a power of concentrat
ing in Itself and giving expression to
feelings. that otherwise must have been
dissipated in words; a rare power of
entering Into other lives unlike her
own and intuitively reading them
aright. These qualities she has. ' How
shall she use them?
"A poet, a writer, needs only the men
tal What use has he for a beautiful
body that registers clearly mental emo
tions? And the painter wants an eye
for form and color, and the musician
an ear for time and tune, and the mere
drudge has no need for mental gifts.
But there Is one art in which all she
has would be used, for which .they .are
all necessary 'the delicate, f expressive
body, the rich voice, the power.. of
mental transposition;;" The- actor,j who
absorbs and then reflects from himself
other human lives,' needs them all, but
needs not much" more. This is her end,
but how to reach It?, Before her are
endless difficulties. Seas must be cross
ed" poverty; must be1 endured, loneli
ness, want. She must be content to wait
long 'before she can -even get her feet
upon the path. If she has made blun
ders in the.pastlf she has weighted
herself ; with a burden which she must
bear to the end; she must bear the bur
den, bravely and labor on. There is no
use In i wailing-; and repentance here.
The next world la he place for that.
This life is too short. By our errors we
see k deeper .'into j life. They help us."
She waited for awhile. "If she does
all. this If she waits patiently. If she
Is never cast.- down, never despairs,
never forgets her end, moves straight
toward It, bending men and things
most unllkefy to her purpose-Bhevmijst
succeed at last, r Men and things; are
plastic." They part to the 'right and
left when one comes among them mov
ing in a straight line to one end. 1
know it by my own little experience,"
she said. "Long years ago 1 resolved
to be sent to school. It seemed a thing
utterly out of my power, but 1 waited,
I watched, 1 collected clothes. I wrote,
took my place at the school. When all
was ready. I bore with my full force
on the Boer woman, and she sent me
at last. It was a small thing, but life
Is made up of small things, as body is
built up of cells. , .What, has been done
in small things can bp done in large.
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shall be." she said softly. Waldo lis
tened. To hlm'the words were no con
fession, no glimpse into the strong,
proud, restless heart" of the woman.
They were general words with a gen
eral application. He looked op Into
the sparkling sky with dull eyes.
'Yes," he said; "but when we He and
think and think we see that there Is
nothing' worth doing. The universe if
so large, and man is so small"' --
She shoot her head quickly. : j 4
"But we . must not think so far. 1 It
Is madness; It Is a disease, "We know
that no man's work is great and stands
forever.v Moses is dead and the proph
ets, and the books that our grandmoth
ers fed on the mold is eating. Your
poet and painter and actorbefore the
shouts that applaud them have died
their , names grow strange; they , are
milestones that the world has passed.
Men have set their mark on mankind
forever, as they thought, but time has
washed" it out as It bas washed out
mountains and continents.'? She raised
herself on . her elbow., "And what If
we could help mankind and leave the
traces of our work upon it to the end?
Mankind Is only an ephemeral blossom
on the tree of time. There were others
before it opened; therp will be others
after It has fallen. Where was the
man In the time of the dlcynodont and
when hoary monsters wallowed In the
mud? Will he be found In the' eons
that are to come? We are sparks, we
4e suaoowa - are pollen, which in
next wind vtU carry away. , We are
dying alrea ly. It is all a dream.
"I know that thought When th
fever of living Is on us, when the de
sire to become, to know, to do. is driv-
lng us mad, we can use It as an ano
dyr.. to still the fever and cool our
beating pulses. . But it is a poison, . not
a-food. If we live on It. it. will turn
our blood to Ice. We might as well
be dead. We must not, Waldo. I
want your life to be beautiful, to end
In , something. . You are nobler and
stronger . than I." she said, "and as
much better as one of God's great an
gels is better than a sinning man.
Your life must go for something."
"Yes; we. will work," he said.
She moved closer to him and lay
still, his black . curls touching her
smooth little head.
Doss, who had laid at his master's
side, climbed . oyer the, bench and curl
ed himself up in her lap. She drew
her skirt up over . hlru, and 'the three
sat motionless for a long time. 1 "' ?
i"Waldo," she said suddenly, "they
are hiughing at us."r: 1 '
; 'Who?" he asked, .starting up. r s
it'They the starsl" she said softly.
;.VDo , you not see ? There Is a little,
rWblte,' mocking finger pointing down
at us from each one of them I - We are
talking of tomorrow and tomorrow,
and odr' hearts'a'fe'so strohgTwe are
xx6t thinking of . something .that can
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us still fdrever. They are laughing at
us, .Waldo." ; ; . .
Both' sat looking upward ' ! ; ' s '
"XursxL eyer,pray I'rJfce askj6d.jier. ih
a low voice.
'Hi h:L
4Nd
"I never dof but I might when I look
up there. I will tell you," he added. In
a &pn vol'twjbera 1 coi)ldt pra.
If therewere'awkll of-'rock !on; the
edge of a worlds anJ one T9ck stretch
ed out far; 'far' Into space, and 1 stood
alone upon It, alone, with stars above
me and stars below me I would not
say anything, but the feeling would be
prayer." ' -- y-' . r
There was an end to their conversa
tion after that, and Doss fell asleep on
her knee. At last the night wind grew
very chilly, v
"Ah," she said, shivering, and draw
ing the skirt about her shoulders, "I
am cold. Inspan the horses, and call
me when you are ready."
She slipped down and walked toward
the house. Doss stiffly following her,
not pleased at being roused. At the
door she met Gregory.
"I have been looking for you every
where; may I not drive you home?" be
said. '
"Waldo drives me," she replied, pass
ing on. and It appeared to Gregory that
'she looked at him in the old way, with
out seeing him. But before she, had
reached the door an idea had occurred
to her, for she turned. : ,
"If youwish to drive me, you. may.
Gregory went to look for Em, whom
he found pouring out coffee In the back
room. 'He put his hand quickly on her
shoulder. ,C iv.: '' '' ' -', l'Y':
"You must ride with Waldo; 1 am
going to drive your cousin home.". f ,
"But I can't come just now, Greg. 1
promised Tant Sannie Muller to look
after the things while she went to rest
a little." ! ' . i
"Well, you can come presently,, can't
you? I didn't say 'you were to come
now. , .I'm sick of this thing," ' said
Gregory, turnlpg sharply on his heel.
"Why must I 'sit up the) whole night
because your stepmother chooses to get
married?" ? ','
"Oh,, it's all; right, Greg." I only
meant" " ' , fM
But' he "did not hear her, and a man
had pome up to have his cup filled. ,
An hour after Waldo came in to look
for her and found her still busy at the
table.
"The horses are ready, he said, "but
if you would like to have one dance
more I will wait" '
She shook her head wearily. ; i
"No,: l am quite "ready. " I want to
go." -
And . 'soon they -were -on the sandy
road the buggy had traveled an hour
before, Their horses, with heads close
together, nodding sleepily as they
walked In the starlight, you might have
counted the rise and fall of their feet
In the . sand, and Waldo In his saddle
nodded drowsily also. Only Em was
awake, and , watched the starlighted
road with wide open eyes. At last she
spoke. ;"v'.. ': :
"I wonder If all people feel so old, so
very old, when vthey get to tie 17?"
. "Not older than before," said Waldo,
sleepily, pulling at his bridle.
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Presenfly she said "again: ' ' V
"I wlsfci I could? have been a little
child always. . Yod are good then. - You
are never selfish. You like. every one
to have everything, but when you are
grown up there are some things you like
to have all to yourself. , You don't like
any one else to have any of them." r
"Yes," said Waldo sleepily, and she
did not speak again.
When they reached the farmhouse,
all was dark, for Lyndall bad retired
as soon as they got home. - '
Waldo lifted Em from the saddle,
and for a moment she leaned her head
on his shoulder and clung to him.
"You are very;; tired," he said as he
walked with her to the door. "Let me
go In and light a candle for you."
"No, thank you; it is all right," she
said. "Good night,' Waldo, dear."
But when she went in she sat long
alone in' the dark, l! '" ' "
i CHAPTER XX. ' : 1
WALDO GOES OUT TO TASTE T-IFE, AND
EM STATS AT HOME AND TASTES IT.
At 9 o'clock In the evening, packing
his bundles for' the next morning's
start.' Waldo looked up and was sur
prised to see Em's yellow head peep
ing In at bis door. It was many a
month since she had been Ihere. She
said. she had made him sandwiches foe
his journey, and she staid awhile to
help him put his goods into the saddlev
basts. ' ; 1 :" :i '
. ' "You can leave1'the old thinzs lying
about," sbi?, said. ,f "I will lock the room
and keep, it waiting for you to come
back some, day." ', ;
To come back some day J j , Would the:
bird ever return to its cage? But he
thanked her. When -she went away, he
stood on the doorstep holding the can
dle :till ' she had : alinost ' reached " the'
.house, ;; Bui; Em'!(was that evening' in!
no hurry to enter and. Instead of going
in at the back .door, walked with lag
ging footsteps round , the low , brick
wall that ran befoce-the house. Oppo
site the open .window of the parlor she
stopped.' The little; room, kept careful
ly closed' In' TantlSannie's time, was
well, lighted by a paraftin lamp; books
and work, lay strewn about It, and It
wore a bright, habitable aspect. Be
side the lamp at the table In the corner
sat Lyndall, the .open letters and pa-!
pers of the day's' post ' lying scattered
before her, while-she perused the col
umns of a newspaper. At the center
table, with bis arms folded on an open
paper, which there was not light
enough to read, sat Gregory. He was
looking at her. The light from the
open window fell. on Em's face under
its white "kapje" as she looked in, but
no one glanced that way. ' '
"Go arid fetch me a glass of water,"
Lyndall said at last
Gregory went out to find It When he
put it down at her side, she merely
moved her head in recognition, and he
went back to his seat and bis t)ld occu
pation. Then Em moved slowly away
from the window, and through it came
In spotted, hard winged insects, to play
round the lamp, till, one by one, they
stuck to its glass and fell to the foot
dead. ' ' '
Ten . o'clock Btruck. Then Lyndall
rose, gathered up her papers and let
ters and wished. Gregory, good . night
Some time after . Em entered. She had
been sitting all, the while on the loft
ladder and had: 'drawn her "kapje"
down very, much foyer her, face. ; ,''
Gregory was piecing together the bits
of an envelope when she came in. .
"I thought you were never coming,"
he said,1 turning round quickly and
throwing the fragments on to the floor.
"You know I have been shearing all
day, and It Is 10'd'clock already."
"I'm sorry. I did not ' think you
would be going so soon," she said in a
low.Yoicev'' -u" 1
"1 can't hear , what you say. What
makes 1 you mumble so? Well, good
night, Ein.'! : i . ,r,
He stooped down hastily to kiss her.
. VI want to talk, to you,. Gregory."
"Well, make haste," he said pettish
ly; , "J'ro awfully . tired..; I've been
sitting here all the evening. Why
couldnt you come and talk before?"
"I will not keep you long." she an
swered very steadily nowy "I think,
Gregory, It would be better if you and'
I were never to be married."
"Good heavens! - Em, what do you
mean?i. I thought you were so fond of
me? You - always professed ' to be.
What ''on earth" 'have you , taken Into
your head now?"
VI think It would be better," she said,
folding her hands over each other, very
much though she were praying.
Better. Em! i What do you mean?
Even a woman can't take a freak ail
about nothing! You must have some
reason for it and I'm sure I've done
nothing to offend you. I wrote only to
day to my sister to tell her to come up
next month to our wedding, and I've
been as affectionate and happy as pos
sible. Come, what's the matter?"
He put his arm half round her shoul
der very loosely, p - Ji ' . .
"I' think It would be better," she an-;
swered slowly.
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"Oh, well," Tie said, drawing himself
up, "If you won't enter into explana
tions you won't and I'm not the man
to beg and pray not to any woman,
and you know that! If you don't want
to marry me I can't oblige you to, of
course." "'" ' Y.' ;
She stood quite still before him. (
"You women never do know your
own minds two days together, and of
course you know the state of your
own feelings best but it's very strange.
Have you really made up your mind,
Em?", -' : r 1 i
-"Yes'v V.; a -
"Well,irm ,rery sorry. I'ni sure I've
not been In anything to blame. - A man
can't always be 'billing and ' cooing;
but, as you say, If your feeling Tor me
has changed Wa ; much betterr-. you
shouldn't marry tne. tTh!ere' nothing
so ; foolish jas to marry some one you
don't love, and I only ? wish for 'your
happiness,, I'm sure. I dare; say you'll
find some one can make yod much hap
pier than I could A The first person we
love, is seldom' the right one. , You are
very young. 1 It's quite natural you
should change t';- - -j; '
X She said nothing. - " ;; X
, "Things often seem hard at the time,
but Providence makes them , turn out
for the best In the end,"' said Gregory.
"You'll let me kiss you. Em. Just for
old friendship's sake." ' He stooped
down. "You must look upon me as a
dear brother, as a cousin at least As
long as I am on the farm I shall al
ways be glad to help you, Em."
Soon after the brown pony was can
tering along the footpath to the daub
and wattle bouse, and bis master as be
rode whistled "John Sperlwig" and the
"Thorn Kloof Schottische." 3 ; : ;
The sun had not yet touched the out
stretched arms of the prickly pear
upon the "kopje," and the early cocks
and hens still strutted about stiffly aft
er the night's roost, when Waldo stood
before the wagon .house saddling the
gray mare. . Every now and then he
glanced up at the old familiar objects.
They had a new aspect that morning.
Even the cocks, seen in the light of
parting, had a peculiar Interest, and.
he listened with conscious attention
while one crowed clear and loud as it
stood on the pigsty wall. He wished
good morning softly to the Kaffir wo
man who was coming up from the huts
to light the fire.. He was leaving their
all to that old life and from -his heigh'"
be looked rdown on tbem pityingly,,, So
. they "would keep on crowing and conj
Ing to light fires, when for him that old
voiuness e&isieuve was uut a uream.
"He went Into the house to say good
by to Em, and then he walked tO' thV
deor of Lyndall's room to wake her,
but she wa upland standing In. the
doorway j.r..Tirt t. ruA m ,.uu.:-
"So you are ready." she said. . u-
Waldo looked at her, with sudden'
heaviness;1 the exhilaration died out of
his ' heart.' Her gray dressing 'gowh
hung close about 'her, and below Its
edge the little 'bare ; feet ' were resting
on tbe threshold. ; , . ,
"I wonder when we shall meet again,
Waldo?.; What you will be, and what
"Will you write to me?" he asked of
her.;'; - ; i ';
"Yes, and if I; should ttot'fybu c&n
still remember, wherever you' are) that
you are riot alone." J" , " n !
"1 have left Doss for you," he said!.
. "Will you not miss him?" V " Y-n '
"No; I want you to have him.. . He
loves you better than he loves me." '
"Thank you They stood quiet v
""Goodbyl" she said, putting her little
hand in his, and he turned away, but
when he reached the door she called to
him: "Come " back. I ' want to kiss
you." , She drew his face down to hers
and held it with both hands and kissed
it on the forehead and mouth. "Good
by, dear!"
When he looked back," the little fig
ure with Its beautiful eyes was stand
ing in the doorway stilt
CHAPTER XXL
THE "KOPJB."
"Good morning!" .. . , , .
Em. who was in the storeroom meas
uring the Kaffir's rations, looked up
and saw her former lover standing be
twixt her and the sunshine.; For some
days after that evening on .which he
had ridden home whistling ; he had
shunned her. - She might wish to enter
Into explanations, and he (Gregory
Rose) was not the man for that kind
of thing." If a woman, had once thrown
hlnf overboard, she must take the con
sequences and stand by them. When,
however she showed no Inclination to
revert to the past and shunned him
more than be shunned her, Gregory
softened. . . "'V 'i: .
"You must let me call you Em still
and be like a brother to you till 1 go."
he said, and Em thanked bim so hum
blythat he wished she hadn't It
wasn't so easy after that to think him
self an injured man. .;' i
V On that morning he stood. some time
in, tbe doorway switching his whip and
moving rather restlessly from one leg
to the. other.
"I think I'll Just take a walk up to
the camps and see bow your birds are
getting on. Now' Waldo's gone you've
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business transactions and financially
able to carry out any obligations made
by their firm. . -
West & Tbuax, Wholesale Druggists,
Toledo. O. v -
Walding.Kinnan & Mabvin, Wholesale
Druggists, Toledo, O. .
Hall's Catarrh Cure is taken internally
acting airectiy upon the blood and mu
cous surfaces of the system,. Price 75c
per .bottle. ; Sold by all Druggists. Tes
timonials free. - ' "
Hall's Family Pills are the best.
lng. Isn't ft?" Then he" added sudden
ly, "I'll Just go round to the hpuse and
get a drink of water first" and some
what awkwardly walked off. He might
have found water In the kitchen, but
he never glanced toward the buckets.
In the front room a monkey and two
tumblers stood on the center table, but
he merely looked round, peeped Into
the parlor, looked round again and then
walked out at the front door and found
himself again at the storeroom without
having satisfied . his thirst "Awfully
nice morning this," he said, trying to
pose himself in a graceful and Indif
ferent ; attitude against the door. ; "It
Isn't hot and It isn't cold, r It's awf dlly
nice.". ? ." -' v,.?v-r-v-.-. --j.. ;
"Yes.' said Em. c,.: . : '". . v-
'Your cousin," now," said Gregory In
an aimless sort, of way-"I suppose
she's shut up in her room writing let
ters." . '.". :' "Z':-"Y i . -;,'- -"No,"
said. Em. t? " !" .L'- " : '
t' "Gone; lor a drive, I .expect? Nice
morning for a drlve." " '. ''
-No.";.,.. ..;; ;,. ... - .
"Gone ' to ' see 5 the ostrichesr I sup-.
pOSe?" :a.n -V . War',;.-rt
"No."- After a little silence Em add
ed, "I saw her go by the kraals to the
kopje "- . : jvr- :- -:
Gregory crossed and uncrossed his
legs.' '" . 1 -" '( 't-''."
"Well, I think I'll just go and have a
look' about" he - said, "and . see how,
things are getting on before I go to the
camps. Goodby. So long." .
Em left for awhile the bags she was
folding and went to the window, the
same through which, years before,
Bonaparte had' watched the ; slouching
figure cross the yard." Gregory walk-,
ed to the pigsty first and' contemplated
the pigs for a few seconds, then turned
round arid stood looking fixedly at the
wall of the fuel house as though he
thought It wanted repairing. Then he
started off suddenly..? with the evident
intention of going, to tbe ostrich camps,
then paused, - hesitate and finally
walked off in the direction of the
"kopje." , !
; Then Em - went back to the corner
and folded more sacks. '
On the other side of the "kopje"
Gregory caught sight of a white tail
waving among the stones, and a sue
cession of short frantic barks told
where Doss was, engaged In howling
Imploringly to a lizard who bad crept
between two "stones' and. who had , not
the slthteWttiitentlbio .;bf..J resuani.ng
hiriiselfjat that 'particular
V; ThV'dog's; mistress s sat higher., up,
under the shelving, rock, her face bent
over a' volume "of' plays upop ber knee.
f As Gregory mounted the stones" she
Star tea Yioieuij afiu. iuy&cmr uj, iuu
resumed her. book. r . ,
'"rhopej am hot tfoubjiirig ybu,'satd
'Gregory is he reached hef sid'fl
am, l will go away, - just"
''Noiyod m&?ia?S:?f
i: fear 1 Startled ybtt.",'
"Yes ; ;yourv step ; was firmer than jt
generally Is. T thought It was that of
omebrie'else." " '.'-'"' """ ": '"' r
"Who could It' "be but me?" asked
Gregory, 4 seating himself on a stone at
her'feet i - '
, "Do you suppose you are the onlj
'man who would find , anything to'. ai
tracthlm to tbisko&ar :f'TY
--i iConnuednext week.5 '"1i-T '"
fciOil V.J.i : '..I i i- i '' II i i,' l ' t -
Use Dr. Bull's Cough Syrup- at once
for bronchitis and grippe. It has stood
the t test 'and is. positively -ja. reliable rem
edy,1 T Life is ' too ' short ' to", experi ment
Cough Syrup co5te but 25 cents.'- l! -s
OUT FOR-BIG , THINGS, i a
The Story of n Cheraft, a, Sbovel suad
Two Trnitlng Matroni. ,f.
. He will be a mighty monopolist, a
confidence man r something else. At
present he is a trl fie shorter than a
yardstick and has a face like a cherub
This little rascal stood at the front
door of a Second avenue residence, a
snow shovel in one hand and a broom
In the other.
"Walk cleaned, " mum ?" he asked
briskly. "Clean it fur a dime."
This Is a'tfery narrow lot bubby. I
never pay dux a nicKei.
"That's what the lady next door said,
that you'd bea me down to a nickel
She said you was closer'n the cover on
a basebalL" ; ' ' " ' '
"She did, hey? , I'll show her. She's
so stingy that she works her potato
parings Into hash. Close, am I? How
much did she pay you?"
' "Fifteen cents, mum." r
"I'll pay you a quarter. When you're
through.' come 4 in . and have a warm
piece of mince pie. ; Poor little fellow T
The programme was carried out to
the letter, andV the little boy with big
blue" eyes, fair face and golden hair
went whistling down the street. When
the two women faced each other over
the .line, fence, they, glared. VTold a
mere baby that I was mean and would
rob him. did 'you?" began the woman
who had furnished the pie. !
"I told him nothing. What dld you
mean by advising him to make a bar
gain with me first or I'd only pay him
2 cents and to look but that I didn't
give him a plugged coin?"
"Why, I never did. ' He went to your
house first Did you ever see or hear
of such an angelic ' looking little vll
lain?" and they talked the whole mat
ter over. Two maternal strong" right
bands are itching for that cherub to
show up agaln.--DetroIt Free Press.
Through First Class Pullman Sleep ers Be
tween Chicago and San Francisco.
Via Denver and Salt Lake City will be
inaugurated Feb. 25th by the Great
Bock Island Route, leaving Chicago - at
10 p. m. daily, Omaha 1:30 p. m. The
Colorado Rockies and Sierra Nevada are
crossed by daylight in i both directions,
making this the grandest scenic trip in
the world. The cars are Pullman's finest
Broad Vestibuled Sleepers and are car
ried on limited trains with Dining Car
Service through and Buffet Library Car? .
Direct connections to and' from South
ern California.' See your agent for berth
reservations and folders, or address E.;
W. Thompson, A. G. P. A., Topeka, Kan.
hi
H. c. youxg REAL ESTATE &
Do :
rmt Do you want to FARM LOANS.....
ILL your Farml Do you want a farm LOaN
Farml
btLL your Farm! ' Do you '
at 5 per centl It you do, see me,
H. C. YOTJNG IK" .Lincoln
118 NORTH ELEVENTH STREET.
ESTABLISHED 1878.
Thos. Mcculloch,
: V;.-..'rv: .-' - DKALKB IS'.";: t'i i ,;. i'
HIDES, WOOL; FURS,
tallow,Tpelts; etc.
Highest market price paid1. No com
mission. Write for tags. u ;v - 7; .
Little Oval Photos,
25c pe. dozen. ;
, uaoine
$2.00 .
Per dozen.
1214
O. Street
Hidils and Wool.
DOBSON & LANDOREII;
Dealers in Hides,, Wool, Tallow,'
and Furs. Send in your goods and
ge the HIGHEST, market pric.
920 R STREET,
LINCOLN, NEBR.
Personally Conducted
TOURjST EXCURSIONS
TO .
Scenic Boute leaves Kansas City: and
Omaha, every Jbtmay; tevia uoioraao
t Springs and Salt Xake , to . California
'Kind Pacifia coast points, . ! ' '
These Tourist Cars of latest pattern car-
riea on rast passenger trams, ana meir
popularitj is evidence that we offer the
best: ' T iie lowest "rate "tickets are
available ic these :- :'"
Popular Ptillmati Tourist C ars ;
For full descriptios of this service and
- benenta given its patrons, aaaress
EW. Thompson; AJU. P. 'A-y
Toneka. Kansas.
JoHif Sebastian, m. JP. A., v
" Qhicago, Illinois.
5,
CERTIFICATE OF PUBLICATION
AUDITOR OF PUBLIC AGGOUIITS
d r - STATE OF NEBRASKA
f Lincoln, Fsbrusry. 13. 1900.
IT IS HEREBY CEBTIIfTKp ?HAT3HE ,
National tMutnal Lifes Assq
ciation , of Minneapolis
; : inthe. State ';of :
Minnesota
has complied with the insurance law of tbis
state and is therefore authorized to transact
the business of Co-operative Life Insurance in
this state for the current year nineteen hun
dred. . - . . t
Witness my hand and official seal the day and
year first above written. '
. w u - ' 1 ' JomfV. COBwexi
c n ' i Insurance Commissioner.
.'i'"'ssui.) 5-.'..a-'W. D. Paxes,'
."j.v.'n.v . .", , .. " ? Peputy.
Doyle & Stone Attorneys, Brbwnell BUu
w, NOTICE OF INCORPORATION
, , ., - . . .
Notice is hereby griveu that the undersigned
have formed a corporation tinder the laws of
the 6tate of Nebraska, the name of which' said
corporation is The Harland Account Book
Company; ' ' ' ' ' r' " , ' V
, v-- . v.-' i ''..'. '.'2. '"
The principle place of transaction the busi
ness of said corporation is Lincoln, Nebraska . .
The general nature of the business to be '
transacted by said corporation is the manufac
ture and sale of a book, known as Harland's A.
B. C. System of Auditing and Classifying Ac
counts, and to do any and all things incident
tp carrying on said business., , v.
4th .
The amount of the capital stock authorised
is tbe sum of $10,000 to be subscribed and paid
as required by the Board of t Directors. Said
stock is non-assesslble.
. . . . ....r- 5. h-,..-, , . -y
The time of the commencement of said cor
poration is January 29th, 1900, to terminate in
ninety-nine years from that time.
6.
The highest amount of indebtedness or liabil
ity to which the corporation is at any time to
subject itself is the sum of $2,500.
7. ' .
Tbe affairs of the corporation are to be con
ducted by a president, vice-president, secretary
and treasurer, a general manager and two di
rectors. ,,,:. y '-'i-
, i J. W. Harland,
S. E. Park, '
. -l Charles H. Gould,
E. A. Doyle.
- - - K. E m met Giffia,
. . v - . A. H. Ruck sta fit, ,
if U E. Winslow,
' ' . ; T. H. Stone,
- : John Carr,
r- "... . : D. W.Moseley.
11 IE. Bennett,
. . . J. C. Harpham,
. . . H. M. Casebeer.
J.P,Hendry.
Dated January Wth A. D. 1900. .
About Dining Cars.
The verdict given bv the general pub
lic that the great Rock Island route has
the best dining car service in the world
will not be disputed " by patrons who
have used this line. Thousands of let
ters testify to this fapt; A better meal
cannot be secured in any hotel or res
taurant in the cities of New York or
Chicago than is used in the Bock Island
Dining Cars. A la carte on all cars; a
splendid lunch served on Colorado trains
for 50 cents. i
Li
Neb
PREWITT
CALIFORNIA
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