For thirty years I have tried
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a democrat in Nebraska. My
record is my plea for support
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Candidate for the
Democratic Nomination
for U. S. Senator
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NO WEEK END VISIT FOR HIM!
How O. Henry Diplomatically Evaded
Trip That Was Not to
His Liking.
Wherever one goes, one hears a new
story of O. Henry. Every one In maga
zine circle knows him, and most had
had a personal experience of two.
Somehow, every story Illuminates the
man. They are not merely humorous
tales, but through them one catches a
glimpse of his characteristics his
broad humanity, or his generosity, or
his love of the city. Robert E. Davis,
editor of the Munsey magazines, re
called the other day that one one oc
casion he went a-vlsiting with O. Hen
ry, down on Long Island.
"It was a very hot day," said Davis.
"We had climbed an everlasting hill.
Another greater hill stretched before
us. The sun was a disk of brass, and
dust and heat and clicking insects
rose from the ground. We sat on a
fence to rest.
" 'Is there anything else I can show
you?' I asked him.
" 'Yes.' said Henry, wiping his fore
head. 'Show me a return ticket ta
New York.' "
On one occasion he had promised to
spend the week end with Gilman Hall
at his country place In Jersey. Mr.
Hall had invited him several times.
When Henry finally accepted, Hall
gave him the most precise directions.
"Take the three o'clock train on Fri
day afternoon," said Mr. Hall, "and I
will meet you with the carryall at the
station."
At 11 o'clock on Friday morning Mr.
Hall was called to the telephone in his
country home. The boy at the rail
road station droningly informed him
that there was a telegram for Mm,
signed "O. Henry."
"Read it," commanded Mr. Hall, and
the boy's sleepy voice buzzed over the
wire.
"New York," he read. "Twenty-third
Street Substation, Western Union Tel
egraph Company, 10:30 a. m. Ad
dressed, Gilman Hall, Far Out, N. J.
Dear Hall: I have missed the three
o'clock train. Signed, O. Henry."
Neither Henry nor Hall ever re
ferred to the telegram or the evaded
visit in their subsequent talks.
Mother of Twenty-one Grown Sons.
At a recent performance in a Ken
sington. South London, England, the
ater, 22 of the 33 seats representing
the third row of the dress circle were
bespoken for the occasion by a Lin
colnshire lady and her 21 stalwart
sons, the eldest of whom is a man of
forty-eight, who recently arrived from
Australia. The mother and this son,
who were the first to arrive, were
soon joined by a succession of finely
built fellows, who filed along at short
intervals, in twos and threes, and
took their seats alongside their moth
er. The family resemblance soon be
came apparent to those in the vicin
ity. Some of the men were bearded,
some wore moustaches, and others
were clean-shaven, but all bore a
marked resemblance to the gentle lit
tle widow. The further arrival in the
dress circle of four splendid burly
men wearing the King's uniform, rep
resenting the Lancers, the Army Serv
ice Corps, and other branches of the
service, kindled a still livelier inter
est. Two more men were a moment
later added to the party, having fresh
ly landed from their fruit farm in
Western Canada. The mother is a na
tive of the' Orkneys. All her children
are alive all boys, and eight of them
are in the King's service. The sons
had arrived from all parts of the Col
onies to celebrate their mother'
birthday.
Collecting Horse Hair a Fad.
There was a sonsewnat unpleasant
incident at the Yarmouth race meet
ing caused by a curious hobby which
is growing increasingly popular among
lovers of race horses. A horse sud
denly lashed out with its heels, and
a man who was behind it narrowly
escaped Injury.
The trainer spoke to the man
angrily, and when asked to explain
the Incident the trainer said that the
man had been trying to pull hairs
from the horse's tail. He added that
many people made collections of the
hairs from famous horses. Ordinarily
they wrote to the owner or trainer for
them, but there were a certain num
ber of men who tried to make money
by plucking them from the horses at
different meetings.
It appears that there are many such
collections, and one of them recently
changed hands for $100. Such a price
ia above the average, but this collec
tion contained sixty hairs, three from
each of the tails of twenty winners
of classio races, among them being
Oalopin, Ormandle, Flying Fox, Scep
ter, Ard Patrick, Rock Sand, Pretty
Polly and Spearmint, the genuineness
being vouched for by letters from the
various owners and trainers. London
Standard.
Social Centers.
In Milwaukee the establishment o
social centers Is coming to be takei.
as part of the municipality's concerns.
A faculty for such an institution has
been appointed by the appointment
committee of the school board, and as
soon as the matter has been experi
mented with a little further, three
more soclar centers will be opened, all
three having been recently authorized
by the board. Miss Julia Welch has
been chosen as assistant director of
the Fourth Street institution. A great
deal of public interest has been en
listed in the social center idea, not
only in Milwaukee, but all over the
country. Club women particularly have
become keen over the possibilities that
are opening up along this line.
2
Cathleen's Capture
By IZOLA
(Ooprtlcht, 1812, bx Aaeortlatwl Literary PreaeJ
"Listen!" whispered Cathleen ex
citedly. "Can't you hear him now?"
" 'Deed, and it's only the crackling
of the telephone wires. Miss Cathie.
Don't you be worrying bo." soothed
Blake, brushing out the long, beau
tiful waves of chestnut hair. "There
isn't a eoul out a night like this for
miles. You're tired and a bit nerv
ous." "I'm not a bit nervous, Blake,"
Cathleen .retorted haughtily. She
stared at the reflection of herself In
the oval mirror and frowned. It was
certainly a white and troubled young
person who returned her gaze of In
quiry. "Anyway, I don't think it at all
right for papa to send me out here
at this time of the year."
'Tls a foine place for the asth
ma," Blake said gently.
But I haven't asthma. It's papa
who has asthma. I think he should
bave thought of me a little in the
matter. It's cold and bleak and mis
erable down here on the shore this
time of the year, and there's nobody
living here oh, Blake, there It is
again. Don't you can't you hear It?"
It was unmistakable this time, a
steady, dragging sound on the roof.
Cathleen reached for the pink-shaded
lights, and extinguished them "with
fingers that strove to be steady. She
thought quickly. They had arrived
that afternoon, without warning,
from New York. Her father was to
follow the next morning with his
nurse and secretary. Only Blake and
the old housekeeper were in the
house besides herself. The chauffeur
was in town.
The house was one of several in a
summer colony on the bay. The long
gardens rambled straight down to the
water's edge. It was the last of the
row, and faced the sea on two sides.
So far as Cathleen knew, there were
no other residents there, only a few
servants left in charge through the
winter.
Blake moved cautiously to the near
est window and peered out. It was a
stormy spring night The rain was
pelting down in sheets. -Out to sea
the lightning cut the darkness in long
glittering gashes, coming swiftly after
every crack of thunder.
The house was built with gables.
Cathleen's suite was in this front, so
that the side windows commanded a
full view of the sloping roof on the
east gable above the library. She
leaned over Blake's shoulder, and
watched for the next flare of light.
"There he is," she whispered. "He's
climbed up as far as the parapet,
Blake, and is crouching behind that
chimney."
"And what Ehould he do that for.
Miss Cathie?" Blake objected.
"Wouldn't he go In the windows by
chotce?"
"I- dont know," laughed Cathleen.
her nerves running to extremes.
"Maybe he prefers chimneys. I'm go
ing to telephone the village and get
the police out here just as soon as
they can come."
Blake listened to the howl of the
storm outside.
"Ah, sure, they'll never get np the
shore in this gale. Miss Cathie," she
groaned, but Cathleen had already
sped down the long hall, and she
spoke only to the windowpane.
"Yes, hello, hello." called Cathleen
tremulously, as she got the number
at Seponsett headquarters. "This Is
Mr. Reid's residence on the bay shore.
There is a burglar on the roof, and
I am alone except for two servants,
both women. Can you send help at
snceT WhatT I don't know. We on
ly arrived about half an hour ago.
The house has been closed all win
ter. Do hurry. I'm afraid you'll be
too late."
She hung up the receiver and turn
ed around to face Blake.
"I think he's trying to come down
the chimney, 'deed, and I do. He's
acting that crafty. And there's the
open fireplace In the library. Mis
Cathie. Do you think he'll be dropping
lown that way?"
Cathleen felt a wave of falntneas
weep over her. It was her first
experience with burglars. But she
sleanched both hands and stood fast.
"Shall I wake Mrs. Busby?"
"No," replied Cathleen, firmly.
'She's too nervous. The police will
Be here in ten minutes. He won't
come down a hot chimney. You go
and build a fire in the library, Blake,
and I'll get papa's revolver from his
rooms, and cover him with it from
my windows, and if he breaks in. 111
shoot."
The man on the east gable worked
with deliberation. Now he crouched
behind the low parapet as the wind
swept in from the sea. Then Cath
leen could see him start to work with
renewed energy. He seemed to be
tearing at the roof. There were slate
plates on it, Cathleen remembered.
Mr. Reld was British, and had his own
ideas of wbat a roof should be like
even on Long Island. She wondered
If perhaps this was a slate thief, and
then choked a laugh In her handker
chief, at the picture of any burglar
stealing pounds of slate to bear away
down the lonely shore a night like
this. More probably he was a lunatic
There was a private asylum six miles
away. Cathleen felt more hopeful.
One might divert a lunatic where a
burglar had preconceived notions.
Suddenly he began to descend with
startling rapidity. He was down on
FORRESTER.
the veranda roof before she realized
it, not thirty feet from her.
"They're coming. Miss Cathie!"
called Blake, in a hushed tone from
the lower hall. 'You can bear them
now."
Cathleen raised the window, and
leaned out.
"Don't you move or 111 shoot!" she
cried. He moved, nevertheless, and
quickly, too. She leveled the revolv
er and fired Into the darkness, but not
toward the sound. There was dead
silence on the roof below her, then
she could almost have sworn she
heard a laugh.
Blake. was directing the police up
stairs. She heard steps below in the
garden, hurried, adventurous steps,
and drew back from the window,
white and chilled.
"They've got hinn Miss Cathie, in
tbe library," Blake brought the news.
"He's that bold and daring, too. They
want you to see him. Not a word will
he say."
"Oh, must I?" Cathleen hesitated,
but the Reid blood was not made of
milk.
Head up, and steady nerved,she
went down to the library. The burg
larg met her gaze squarely. He was
young, smooth-faced, towsle-haired,
rough-coated, hatless. His curly hair
was drenched and curled tightly.. It
was the hair that gave him away.
"Tommy," she gasped. "Tommy,
how could you?" '
"How could you?" retorted Tommy,
mildly.
"But I didn't know you were here?"
"Your father sent me down on the
afternoon train."
"But why on earth were you on the
roof?"
Tommy's eyes twinkled. He raised
his handcuffed wrists.
"It leaked, lady. I was only fixing
It. It was coming In awfully, and I
was asleep In the room underneath.
I didn't hear you arrive even."
"You might have seen the light."
"But I was looking for a leak. Wont
you please explain?"
Cathleen explained, with what dig
nity she could gather. The man was
Mr. Thomas Drew, a close friend of
the family. There was a mistake.
She had no idea he was there at all
And she was very sorry.
When they were alone in the great
dim library. Tommy took her In his
arms with unmistakable Intentions.
"You said I was a close friend of
the family," he protested, "and you're
the family. Do you suppose I was
going to be railroaded down South or
West, while you stayed here for three
months? The governor needs some
body here to- look after his business
interests, and I applied for the posi
tion. Also, the word goes around that
I'm to be a junior partner. Will you
be a June bride, sweetheart?"
"Tommy, you don't know how funny
you looked In those steel rings."
"The first week in June?"
Cathleen laughed, and raised her
face from bis coat sleeve.
"If you promise to keep off people's
roofs."
A curious scene was enacted the
other day in a London (Eng.) police
court, during the hearing of a charge
brought against a young Swiss oper-
L&Uc artist. In reply to tne accusation
the prisoner stated that he had been
engaged at a West End theater for
ten years. Then, Deiore any one had
guessed his purpose, the court was
ringing with a tenor song from one of
the Italian operas. The amazed jailer
stopped him as soon as be had recov
ered bis presence of mind, and the ac
cused seemed to share in the general
astonishment. "That," he said, with
the profoundest of bows, "is to secure
the verity of what I speak."
Poet Can Live on Atmosphere.
Some of the dull, utilitarian minds
of the world are sometimes at loss to
know how the seemingly improvident
poet can dive on what appears to be
a very meager Income. Stupid things!
They have not the comprehension and
delicious imagination to perceive that
the true bard can Warm himself by
his own poetic fire and secure his
food and drink from his mlnce-Pierlan
spring.
Golden Rule.
Whatever I have tried to 'do at all, 1
have tried with all my heart to do
well. What I have devoted myself to,
I have devoted myself to completely.
Never to put one hand on anything
on which I could not throw my whole
self, and never to affect depreciation
of my work, whatever it was, I find
now to have been one of my golden
rules. Charles Dickens.
Would Hardly Go Around.
Willie "Wonder what all the ani
mals did during those forty days in
the ark." Tommy "Oh, they Just lay
around and scratched theirselves, I
guess." Willie "Scratched their
selves no thin'! What'd they scratch
for when there was only two Seas?"
Boston Transcript.
Woman as Worshiper.
Women are born worshipers;. In
their good little hearts lies tbe most
craving relish for greatness; it is
even said each chooses her husband
on the hypothesis of his being a great
man in his way. The good crea
teres, yet the foolish! Thomas Car
lyle.
PHYSICIAN FOUND IN
FIELD EATING CORN
Emaciated and With Memory
Gone, Doctor Is Rescued Af
ter Four Days' Wandering.
Trenton, Mo. Emaciated, halt
frozen and a physical and mental
wreck, Dr D. W. Belshe, who "dlsap-.
peared a few nights ago while on his
way to make a professional call, was'
Found In a field near Tindall, Mo., six
miles from Trenton. When discov-
Pound Devouring Corn From Shock.
ered the physician was in a corn field
eating corn out of one of the shocks.
He was brought here and taken to his
home. In the few lucid intervals
which which he has had since being
found, be was unable to remember
anything that had transpired during
the past few days. ,
Doctor Belshe refused to recognize
bis uncle or to admit his own identity
for several hours. Both hands and
feet bear mute witness in their swol
len condition to the harrowing experi
ences which the physician must have
undergone during his four days' wan
dering in the bitterly cold weather. '
After he had been taken to his
home here Doctor Belshe managed to
say that the did not know what had
happened to him, except that he had
spent one night in a haystack.
NUNS HIDE FROM RESCUERS
Barricade 8elves In Burning Convent
to Observe Rule That No Man
Enter Premises.
Paris. Word comes from Le Pcry,
the picturesque capital of central
France, describing an. Incident that!
happened there recently, when a ter-j
rible tragedy was averted only by the'
resolute action of the police and sevH
eral civilians, who succeeded in sav
lng aged nuns from death by fire in
spite oi ineir oeierminauon to aie.
Fire broke out at. the old convent of;
the order of Ste. Claire, and a brisk!
wind caused the flames to spread so
rapidly that soon the whole building'
was in grave danger. The only oc
cupants were seven aged nuns, who
had been given leave to end their
days In the convent in spite of the
ministerial decree which, dissolved
their order. -The
order is one of the most closely
cloistered, and one of the first rules
forbids the admission of a man with
in the precincts of the convent. Con
sequently, when the police came up
The Nuns Were Saved In Spite oi
Themselves.
they found that the sisters had with
drawn to a dormitory and had there
barricaded themselves against the
entry of their would-be rescuers. Alll
the appeals of the police for the door
to be opened were fruitless, and. in
the end an entrance had to be effected;
by force, when the nuns were saved In
plte of themselves.
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The following is a list of the super
intendents appointed for the 1912 Ne- -braska
state fair: General, Wm. Fos
ter, Lincoln; guards, C. J. Tracy, Loup
City; transportation, L. L. Emerson,
Lincoln; gates,' George Jackson,. Nel
son; Tickets, E. Z. Russell, Blair;
amphitheatre, E. R. Purcell, Broken
Bow; coliseum, Chas. Graff, Bancroft;
auditorium, W. W. Cole, Neligh, and
W. Z. Taylor, Culbertson; automobile
hall, C. H. Gustafson, Mead; mercan
tile hall, Z. T. Leftwich, St. Paul;
fruit, Clyde Barnard, Table Rock; ,
floral, Louis Henderson, Omaha; fish
exhibit, W. J. O'Brien, Gretna; sani
tation, J. H. Taylor, Waterloo; bands
and attractions, J. E. Ryan, Indianola;
class "A," horses, R. M. Wolcott, Pal
mer; class "B," cattle, E. R. Daniel
son, Osceola; class "C," swine, L. W.
Leonard, Pawnee. City; class "D,"
sheep, W. C. Caley, Creighton; class
"E," poultry, A. H. Smith, Lincoln;
class "F," agricultural products, Wm.
James, Dorchester; class "G," dairy,
Jacob Sass, Chalco; class "H," do
mestic products, Mrs. R. A. Maloney, .
Madison; class "I," bees and honey.
E. Whltcomb, Friend; class "J,"
women's department, Mrs. C. L. Mans
field, Lincoln; class "K," fine arts,
Mrs. Ross P, Curtice, Lincoln; class
"L," educational, Anna V. Day, Lin
coln; class "M," machinery, W. B.
Banning, Union; class "Q," specials.
Chas. Mann,,- Chadron; class "S,"
speed, Jos. Sheen, Lincoln; class "B,"
speed clerk, H. V. Riesen, Beatrice.
