Will Maupin's weekly. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1911-1912, September 01, 1911, Image 56

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    HOW
S THIS FOR A PROGRAM
HE STATE FAIR
GATE ADMISSION A FIFTY CENT COIN
SIX BIG SPEED EVENTS
"The Industrial Purse," 2:20 TrotPurse $1,000.
2:30 Pace (Hopples Barred) Purse $500.
2:17 Pace Purse $500.
FULL ENTRIES IN EVERY RACE
Five-eighths Mile Dash Purse $100.
Seven-eighths Mile Dash $150.
Two Miles of Ten Mile Relay Race Purse $1,250.
LIBERETTI'S CONCERT BAND AND GRAND OPERA COMPANY
Great Patterson Shows in Continuous Pertormance, Moving Picture Shows. The Wilbur Band in Grand Concerts. Daylight Fireworks .for the Children, etc.
THE FAMOUS WRIGHT BROS. AEROPLANE IN SENSATIONAL FLIGHTS
CLYDE T. WRIGHT, ON "THE TRUE LABOR PROBLEM; AT THE AUDITORIUM
PROGRAM OF THE NIGHT ENTERTAINMENT
WRIGHT BROS. AEROPLANE-2 Flights LIBERETTI'S CONCERT BAND AND GRAND OPERA CO.-Race Track Amphitheatre
STUPENDOUS DISPLAY OF FIREWORKS
GATE ADMISSION 25 CENTS AFTER 5 P. M.
Zorlean, Lady Contotionist.
One-half Mile Running Race $100.
Earl and Landers, Bar Artists.
Hippodrome Race.
The Wertz Family.
High School Horse.
Nine-sixteenth .Mile Running Race $100.
The Cretos Trick House.
Roman Chariot Race. "
Patterson's Elephants.
Rollo the Limit.
Stupendous Display of Fiseworks.
Immediately at the close of the fireworks display Liberetti's Concert Band and Grand Opera Concert Company at the Auditorium.
FOR LABOR DAY, MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 4th, 1911
Lincoln Day, Children's Day, Old Soldiers' Day. Children under twelve years of age and old soldiers wearing the button emblem admitted free
A Bird's Barbod Wire Fences.
There way be si-en along the road
sides in Central America a brown wren
about the sizi of a i-auary which builds
a nest out of all proportion to its ap
parent needs. It selects a small tree
with horizontal branches growing clos
together. Across two of the branches
it lays sticks fasiened together with
tough fiber until a platform about six
feet long by two feet wide has been
constructed. On the end of this plat
form nearest the tree trunk it then
builds a huge dome shaped nest a
foot or so high with thick sides of in
terwoven thorns. A covered passage
way id then made from the nest to the
end of the platform in as crooked a
manner as possible. Across the outer
end as well as at short intervals along
the inside of this tunnel are placed
cunning little fences of thorns with
just space enough for the owners to
pass through. On going out this open
ing Ia closed by the owner by placing
thorns across the gateway, and thus
tho safety of the eggs or young is assured.
, A Detective Story.
I like detective stories; I read them,
I write them, but I do not believe
them. The bones and structure of a
good detective story are so old and
well known that it may seem banal to
state them even in outline. A police
man, stupid, but sweet tempered, and
always weakly erring on the side of
mercy, walks along the street, and in
the course of his ordinary business
liuds a man in Bulgarian uniform kill
ed with an Australian boomerang in
a Brompton. milk shop. Having set
free all the most suspicious persons in
the story, he then appeals to the bull
tog professional detective, who ap
peals to the "hawklike amateur detec
tlve. The latter finds near the corpse
abbot lace, a button boot, a French
newspaper and a return ticket from
the Hebrides, and so relentlessly, link
by link, brings the crime home to the
archbishop of Canterbury. T. K. Ches
terton in Illustrated London News. "
was playing whist
a band of thirteen
A Hand at Whist.
"That was a remarkable hand you
held just now," said the commercial
traveler to his companion at cards.
"Pretty fair, pretty fair. But I've
held a more wonderful hand than
$hat." '
"BeaHy?" ,
"Yes. Once I
and dealt myself
trumps."
"Great Scott!"
"And the funniest part of the matter
is that I only took one trick."
"Impossible!"
"No, it's not. I played last and
trumped my partner's ace. He was a
hasty man, and before I could explain
matters he lost his temper, and the
game broke up in a row there and
then. Funny game whist, isn't It?
My deal. I think."
Diversions of Earlier Georgia.
Micajah Williamson kept a licensed
tavern in the town of Washington. In
front of this tavern was a large picture
of George Washington hanging as a
swinging sign. John Clarke (governor
1819-23) used to come to town and,
like most men of his day, get drunk.
They all did not "cut up," however, as
he did on such occasions. He went
into stores and smashed things gener
ally, as tradition says, but he always
came back and paid for them like a
gentleman. Once he came into town
intoxicated and galloped down Court
street and fired through the picture of
General Washington before the tavern
door. This was brought up against
him later when, he was a. candidate for
governor, but his friends denied it.
Macon Telegraph.
Looking For Them.
Major d'Arlandes, like many another
French soldier, was tired of waiting
for promotion and opportunities to dis
tinguish himself. ' He seized an oppor
tunity to enjoy a little excitement and
at the same time remind Louis XVI.
of his baffled ambitions. He made a
balloon ascension, which at that time
was thought to be a very risky affair.
The king promptly ' reproved him for
his rashness.
"Your majesty will pardon me. I
hope," said the officer, "but the fact is
the minister of war has made me so
many promises in the air that I went
up to look for some of them."
Her Triumph.
"Maria," Mr. Dorklns said, with a
note of exultation In his voice, "1 turn
ed a trade today that netted me a
clean $2,000."
"H'mph," ejaculated his spouse in
her loftiest you make me tired man
ner, "I went out today to hunt up a
first class cook, and I got her, John I
got herl" Chicago Tribune.
Qot His Fill.
"Did you like the party. Rufus?"
"Yes, mother."
"Then why didn't you stay till it
was over?'
"What was the use? I couldn't eat
any more."
No Exception.
Miss Young In Turkey a woman
doesn't know her husband till after
she's married him. Mrs. Wedd Why
mention Turkey especially? Boston
Transcript.
The Greater Blessing.
.TawkhiB Ah, my boy itlsa fine
thing to have a friend" whom you can
trust. Pawkins it's a jolly sight bet
ter to have one who will trust you, old
man.
Strenuous.
"He used to ba a straight enough
young chap. What ' made him get
crooked?" "Trying to make both enda
meet, I believe." Exchange.
Getting Near to Nature.
It was not always perfectly clear at
first thought just what Ben Caldon
meant when he spoke. The best a
hearer could do was to guess at the.
most obvious meaning and let it go at
that. In the matter of a captive moose,
which belonged to Ben, the doctor fol
lowed this course. The moose was
undoubtedly sick, and a veterinary had
been summoned to attend him. Ben
went out to the pen to assist the doc
tor. "Is he mortal, doc?" asked Ben with
extreme concern.
v "Are you asking if he is sick?" haz
arded the doctor. v
"Sure," replied Ben, "only I meant
is he goin' to die from it?"
"It's too soon to tell you yet," re
plied the doctor, "but he has pneumo
nia pretty badly."
Ben's eyes grew round with surprise.
Pneumonia in his experience had been,
confined to humankind.
"Why, doc," he burst out, "does a
moose have features like a grown per
son?" Youth's Companion.
The Greatest Social Force.
The middle classes are the prepon
derant social force of today in repub
lies as well as in monarchies. In Eu
rope as in America. Evervthlnir
everywhere subordinated to the neces
sity of satisfying them as speedily and
as thoroughly as possible. Ferrero in
Paris Figaro.
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