Nebraska Newspapers

    THE FARMERS' ALLIANCE : LINCOLN, NEB., SATURDAY, FEB. 15, 1890.
AUNT JERUSH A'S SOLILOQU.
BY ELLEN E. PBATT.
Thy Bay tlte Lord will know his crc;
1 in powerful rlud to henr it;
It's prooi njouiih thnt lie'mlivir?
We mortals can't come near it.
The sVntfl and sinner dress alik
In Fashion's latest wliim.
JbkI like the mixtreas and the maid
(Disguise not always thin).
They go to balls and Hrcnsrs.
Puiy onrds and dance all night;
It 'pears to me it's sort o queer,
And doesn't look juHt right.
And that's not nil: the women scold.
The men ihe.v drink and swear,
4ud th n on Hnndnys go to church
And kneel in solemn prayer.
To see the poora suflTerin' . .
For want o bread's n shnme.
While fity women crowd the store.
And money (alls like rain.
The wrong tbnt go unbalanced here
Prove. et this truth to me;
Another world comes after this.
When a reckonin' there'll be.
a little"self-denial
Coniregationalisfc.
When the Armstrongs rode over to
Bolton this afternoon and left Alice
alone in the house they had no idea
that thf-re could be any danger for
her. A' ice was their little only daugh
ter, and rather than not leave her in
perfect safety they would have stayed
away from Bolton forever.
To be e ure the house was a good
half mile away from any other house,
and was a very nice one of its kind. It
was lare and well kept, with a broad
piazza all around it, and two "bay
windows, and had a general
air of prosperity. Any one seeing the
house here on this country road,
wliere nic houses are not plentiful,
would have thought that well-to-do
people lived in it. However, no
one so far had thought so to the
detriment of either house or people.
Tramps and burglars were seldom
heard of in this peaceful part of the
country, and the Armstrongs had
lived here twenty-five years.and never
once been molested. So they never
thought of such a thing to-day. They
did not even tell Alice to lock the
doors. Once, years ago, a straggler
had come along, and Mrs. Armstrong
had given him something to eat, but
he was quite inoffensive,and that was
o long ago she had nearly lorsotten
it. Such a thing as a straggler never
entered her mind now; the chief topic
of discussion when they came to start
was Alice's iuncheon.
It might have been a bad plan, but
the little girl had always had a plain
bread and butter lunch between meals.
To-day, however,she had an idea that
che merited something a little extra
to pay for her lonely afternoon and
disappointment. Alice herself want
ed very much to go to Bolton with
her father and mother, but she had a
cold, and it was thought not prudent.
"Mother," said she, when her moth
er was putting on her bonnet, "what
can I have for lunch?"
"Why, what you always have,"
said Mrs. Armstrong. "You can
spread yourself a slice of bread and
butter."
"There was a little of that honey
left," murmured Alice, blushing.
Her mother laughed.
"I never saw such a child as you
are for honey," said she. "You ought
to turn into a bee yourself.
Yes, I don't care. All is, if you have
it this afternoon, you won't have it
for tea."
"I'd rather have it this afternoon,"
said Alice, joyfully. -
She stood at the window and watch
ed her parents drive out of sight down
the road. She was a slender little
girl, with a pretty, serious face and
smooth brown hair. When she finally
left the window and looked about the
vacant room, it seemed to her that
the clock ticked about twice as
loud as she 'had ever heard
it. However, she was not in
the least afraid, only of "course a
trifle lonesome. She got out her Sun
day School book, and sat down in
her little rocking chair and read
awhile; then she got her box of water
colors and painted. She had made up
her mind that she would not eat her
lunch until 3 o'clock, and when her
father and mother would have been
cone two hours. It was a quarter of
3 when she got tired of her paints.
She put them away, and washed her
hands and sat down at the window
to wait until the clock struck. She
began to teel quite, hungry and
thought pleasantly of the honey.
She had only about three minutes
longer to wait when she saw a man
coming down the road.
"Why, I wonder who that is!" said
she.
She watched him interestedly as long
as she could see him; then there was a
ehuffling step in the drive, and a
shadow stretched past the window;
the man had come into the yard.
He gave a quick glance at Alice in the.
window, then he stepped up on the
piazza and knocked on the side door.
Alice went promptly. When she open
ed the door there stood the man,
shabby and ragged, with a stubby
white beard. It was no onu she had
ever seen before.
"Have you got an old coat you
could let me have?" said he. Helook
ed past into the house as he spoke.
"I don't know," said Alice. "I'm
all alone here this afternoon. Father
and mother are gone away. Maybe
if you come again, when they're
home, they d give you one. "l mreal
sorry."
She was honestly sorry. She thought
to herself that tne poor old man need
ed a coat dreadfully; the sleeves of
his hung in shreds, and tnere was a
real fringe of rags around the bottom
"Can't you give me something to
eat7 said the man.
'Oh yes, sir," said she eagerly, "I
can get you something to eat."
She showed him in the dining room
and placed a chair for him with the
greatest politeness.
"Please sit down," said she sweetly,
"and I 11 get sonn thing for you.
There was a pretty black walnut
sideboard in the dining room, and
upon it stood the spoon-holder full o
spoons. As Foon as-Alice had left the
room the stranger rose and tiptoed
softly over to the spoons. However,
he was in his chair, where she had left
him, J?hen she returned. She had iu
one hand a plate, with three slices o
very nicely spread bri ad and butter,
and in the other a little tumbler with
perhaps four spoonfuls of honey in it
She looked hesitatingly at the man
and thftx at the honey.
"I've got some bread and butter for
you," said she, in her gentle little
.voice; "nut I didn't know do yen
like houttv?" ,
"Yes," said the man with a kind of
grunt. It hardly sounded like yes,
but it was evidently meant for that.
Alice went up to the dining table
and spread the honey dantily on the
slice of bread and butter. Then she
handed the plate to the man, and be
fell to eating.
She sat down in a chair opposite
.and watched him a little wistfully.
'She was. as her mother said, very
fond of honey, and she did not have
it every day, and this was the last
there was in the house. It seemed
like a little self-denial, but then
she was a little girl, and
dealt only in small treasures.
The man munched his bread and
butter acd honey and seemed to en
joy it, she thought. She wanted to
ask him if he did, but could not quite
get up her courage. The man was
rather rough and queer looking.
"Won't you have some more bread
and butter?" said she, when he got up
finally and set the empty plate on the
table. "That was all the honey, but
there's more bread and butter."
"No, thank ye," said the man.
He stood a moment looking at her
curiously. Then he put his hand in
his pocket and drew out a bundle
wrapped in an old newspaper. He laid
it carefully on the table.
"There's somethin' for you," said
he. You mustn't open it for an hour
though, mind. It's to pay for the
bread and honey, you can tell your
folks. 'Cause you didn't give nie a
crust and shut the door in my face,
the way they generally do."
"Thank you," said Alice, looking at
the bundle in amazement.
After the man was gone she hung
over it and could hardly wait until
the hour was up. When it was she
opened the package with trembling
fingers. There were all their own sil
ver spoon3. There wasnodoubtaboi.it
it; there was her mother's monogram
on every one. rhe studied them over
and over and then turned and looked
at the spoonholder on the sideboard.
It was empty.
When Mr. and Mrs. Armstrong re
turned they found Alice sitting at the
table staring at the spoons in a brown
study. .
"O, mother!" she cried. "O, father!
What do you suppose he meant by
giving me the spoons for the bread
and butter and honey?"
"What!" cried her father and moth
er together.
The Alice told her story. When it
was finished Mrs. Armstrong caught
her up in her lap and hugged her tight.
"I guess I'll never leave you alone
again, if I know it," said she. "We'll
have somebody we'll get a watch
dog." To Alice's great astonishment
her mother was actually crying.
Her father looked pale himself, but
he laughed and spoke lightly to reas
sure Alice.
"I am not sure but the bread and
butter and noney with a good little
heart to set it on was the very best
kind of a watch dog that she could
have had," said he.
' an s
The Bud of Love in Boston.
FrVn the Boston Courier.
She (blushingdeeply) And you wish
to pay your addresses to me?
Ha (enthusiastically) That has
been the dream of existence since I
first met you.
She I scarcely know what to say.
think I must consult mother.
He Certainly. I should expect yon,
as a dutiful daughter, to consult your
mother on a matter of so much im
portance.
She You have never met mother?
He I never had that pleasure.
She You will be delighted to know
her. tone is a noted woman s right s
woman, and president of the Society
of Female Emancipation.
He (somewhat trigidly) H m! Is
that so?
She(proudly) Well, you would
think so if you heard her. Why, she
is just boiling over with fervor on the
subject of woman s wrongs.
He (consul ting his watch) Well er
I I er ought to have told von
that I er couldn't stop but a min
ute this evening. My er uncle is in
town and er well, I will call again,
when we can renew the subject of this
evening's conversation.
The Story of Whittier and the
Cabbage.
Boston Advertiser.
"Did you ever hear the story of
Whittier and the cabbase?" asked an
old friend recently; "it may have
been told before, b'lt it is worth re
peating now. He hates the od or of cab
bage, like most sensible men, and has
a cordial horror of the right smell in
the wrong place.as Henry Jame3 calls
the fragrance of dinner in the hallway.
One day, however, a cabbage was
cooked at Oak Knoll and most of it
was left over. In deference to her
cousin's olfactories che mistress olthe
louse directed the cook to put the
cold cabbage on the top shilf in the
pantry until the next day.
In the course of the aiternoon Mi.
Whittier was seen digging iu the gar
den.. A member of the family asked
him what he was going to do, but he
put her off with a merry twinkle in h s
eye. When in the course of household
events, the cook sought the cabbage,
it was gone. Mr. W hittier had trac d
it to its eyrie; he had climbed up and
had borne it away in triumph, and ir.
defiance of domestic economy had
buried it in the garden. "I tell the
story as it was told me," said hi
friend. Call it "How the Poet Plant
ed a Cabbage (boiled)."
A Powerful Lighthouse.
The new lighthouse at Houstholm
is the most powerful in the world.
The beam is of 2,000,000 candle
power, and shows clearly atBlokhus,
a distance of thirty-live miles. It is
produced by arc lamps fed by Do
Meriten's dynamos, driven by steam
engines. To prevent the extinction
of the light through an accident to
the machinery the latter is duplicat
ed; one set coming into play should
the other fail. The light is further
supplemented in thick weather by two
powerful sirens or fog trumpets,
working with compressed air. The
fascination which a powerful light ex
ercises on wild birds is curiously il
lustrated by this lighthouse. It is
said that basketful Is of dead 6ninps.
larks, starlings, and so fourth are
picked up in the mornings outside the
tower. They ki'l themselves in dash
ing against the windows of the lan
tern. Baltimore Sun.
The entire French army is to be
armed with a new helmet. It is of
mckled copper, with n cockade, worn
tin t-rt trtno bv the French sol
dier, upon t he top
A HABROW ESCAPE
"By the 1 iving jinjro!" cried the ma
jor, stretching out his legs a little
farther "under the mess table arid
bringing down his hand upon it with
such force that the glasses ranzagain;
"by the living jintro! I don't believj
there's a man in the regiment, or in
the whole British army either, that's
had as many, aye, or half as many
narrow squeaks for his life as I have."
General attention was immediately
concentrated on the major, for the
above speech was familiar to all pres
ent. When it burst from the major's
lips we all knew that his wonderful
memory had recalled to rim; some
hairbreadth escape, some daring ex
ploit of which he was tne hero; or,
whicn was ju.stas good, that his equal-
y wonderful imagination had conjured
up some such picture, still having
dmself for the centre figure.
And when the major's memory or
imagination supplied him an anecdote
le was always generously eager to im
part it to his friends and brother of-
icers. indeed we had heard most of
his stories three times at the very low
est rate of computation, but then
they wer retold with such numerous
variations and additions that they
never fell flat on our ears.
But let the ma jor tell the story that
is evidently trembling on the tip of
lis tonsme in his own way and with
out further interruption or explana
tion. "And what's more, beside3 having
got safely our. of some very pretty
scrapes myself, as you all know
here there was a loud chorus of assent
ing voices, and a frequently uttered
'True for you, maior, and the saints
be praised for that, same!" from a
young Irish subaltern, lately joined,
to whom the major's stories still wore
the gloss of novelty, though hn irrev
erent and meagrely veiled skepticism
caused that raconteur to view him
with some suspicion "I dare say
you also know," he continued, "that
ve helped to get other men out of
them, too. But I don't know that I
ever saw any man except myself, of
course neater being swallowed by
the jaws of death than our. colonel
was one day out in India, lor some
time past we had no regular fighting
and were in hopes that we might be
able to negotiate a peace without fur
ther bloodshed. Hut meanwhile there
was a kind of petty guerilla warfare
going on. 'the cowardly curs of na
tives never showed themselves openly,
but would hide in the wood by wnu h
our camp was pretty well surround
ed." "A right spot for a picnic party, but
a quare situation for a camp!" mur
mured the subaltern, who wasprompt-
y adjured to "Dry up, and let the
major speak!"
"Concealed in this co vert.they would
pick off one man here and another
there, from immense distances; for,
you know, they had got possession of
a lot of old ri(1e3, and when once they
had found out how to use them, they
were beggars to shoot. And the most
aggravating part of it was, that
though they ran fast enough when dis
covered, yet if you did get hold of
them, and it came to the point, thev
lidn't seem to mind being Killed in.the
east. As sure as I'm a living man.
they seemed, like the eels, rather to
enjoy it. I suppose they knew there
were plenty more to follow; but j)on
my honor.it is astonfshing how cheap
hose fellows seem to hold human
ife.
"Well, as I was going to say, our
colonel was as brave a man as ever
reathed the breath of life, but he whs
rash, terribly rash; and one day he
was strolling about between the camp
and the wood when I happened to
catch sight ot him. 'The very place
where poor Willis was bowled over
ast week, said I to myself. 'I ll lust
keep an eye on the colonel and see
that he comes to no harm.
"So I strolled out after him, and
then I remembered that after Willis
was shot by some scamp lurking
among the trees, we had posted sen
tries at short distances along the o'it
er edge of the wood. We called it a
wood, but it was really only a long,
narrow belt of trees skirt ing the camp.
However, I thought I misht as well
walk round to where the sentries were
on duty and make sure that all was
right. But when I got to the place
where I could have sworn the first of
them ought to have been standing
there was no sentry there. So I went
on to the second post, but it was de
serted too. and so was the third, and
the fourth! In fact, there was not a
man out of the'half dozen to be found.
"Of course, I knew at once there
was some treachery on foot, and re
solved to hurry back to give the
alarm. So off I started in hot haste.
I took a short cut through the woods
in the direction ot the camp but i
hadn't got more than half way across
when a thick clump of brushwood
aroused my suspicions as a very like
ly place for an enemy to be skulking
in. So, keeping my revolver in readi
ness, I went up to it, resolved to un-
narth any of the tricky scoundrels who
might have chosen it as a snug little
spot in which to lie perdu. I plunged
m boldly, but keeping a sharp look
out. '
"When I got into the middle, there
was a small open space, and in it lay
you may judge of my horror when I
came suddenly upon them the bodies
of six murdered men huddled one upon
the top of the other. Soldier though
I was, and I don't think an over cow
ardly one, I felt inclined to turn and
fly from the horrible sight. You may
haidly credit it, but the baie recollec
tion of it makes my tongue feel as if it
were glued to the roof of my mouth.
"It was too horrible and ghastly to
feel myself alone, shut in by the dense
underwood alone with those bis
lifeless corpses. With an effort I
overcame my feelings of horror, and
stepped forward to examine the
bodies. There was no blood opon
them, and at first I could find no
trace of any kind of violence. At Ia,st
my eyes fell upon what sent a cold
shudder through my veins. I had oft
en seen fellow creatures, ay, hundreds
of them, slain in fair fight on the bat
tlefield, and had myself knocked o er
manv a man as coolly as I would a
partridge among the stubble; but to
see those men. each with a livid, swol
len circle around his neck, with star-
m eyes, blac kened lips and protrud
ng tongue, telling that he had been
n!ly and treacherously strangled.
hat vva a widely different thing."
'uie. the major inn.; have' begun
n vn;niM.ition at his boots, since
he couldnt at first" began the Irish, t
man sotto voce, but was checked bv
a sudden elance shot at him from the
keen eves of th maior, who repeated
slowly and with a visible shudder, of
whose genuineness there could surely
be no question:
"Ah! that was a very, very different
thing, and an sweat broke out on my
forehead, as hastily retracing my '!
steps, I hurried toward the camp, i
When I cot within about zo yards of
the edge of the wood I saw, not a doz- ;
yards away, a native standing by a
tree, with his bac toward m. He )
was m full view from where 1 stood,
but perfectly hidden from any one in
the open space between the camp and
the wood.
"He had his rifle up to his shoulder,
and was taking careful aim at some
thing or somebody. Ibis thought
flashed like lightning across my mind:
The villian! It's the colonol he's
aiming at.' My resolution was taken
. r wr , - 1 1 l ".
instantaneously, ir neneara me cock
my revolver, then, before I could
shoot him down, he might fire.without
waiting to take better aim at his liv
ing mark.
"My hand instinctively tightened
its grip of my revolver as I leaped
noiselessly with a few cat-iike bounds
across the intervening space, "and be
fore the fellow had time to look round
Ihad felled him to the earth. His
skull was smashed in, and he died
without uttering a cry or a groan.
"The next moment the colonel
sprang forward into view in the open
he had been hidden before by a tree
that camo between us. There he
stood stock still, gazing into the wood
to my Itft. He had evidently heard
the sound of the blow, light as it was,
but was not sure of the direction from
which it had proceeded. His left side
was turned almost full toward me:
his right hand shaded his eyes.
As he gazed intently into the wood
heard, faint, yet ditint, a sharp
click to my riizht. I turned my head
m that direction and there my sight
unusualiv quick and keen in thexe
days I saw the rusty, discolored
muzzle of a gun protecting from the
far side of a large tree and pointing in
the direction of the colonel.
"The man who held it was com
pletely hidden from me by the tree.
What could I do? Was I to stand
there, impotent as a baby to avert
the danger, and see . my colonel shot
down like a dog?
"A shout of warning would have
been worse than useless; it would sim
ply have hastened the fatal catastro
phe. I could not fire at the Indian,
for he was completely out of iaht
there was no part of him to be seen.
Iiven had there been, it would have
availed me nothing, unless I could
have killed him instantaneously. A
bullet in the leg would not
probably have made him wince or
alter his aim by a hair's breadth, for
the fellows are either regular stoics or
utterly insensible to pain. One. casu
al glance had sufficed -to show me
did I mention that my eyes were ex
traordinarily good? 'telescope and
microscope combined.' tlvy used to
say that that aim was directed full
upon the motionless colonel's left
temple. 5
"A moment's reflection decided me
there was but one chance left, a des
perate one, but at ill it was a chance.
"I grasped my revolver in my hand,
bespattered as it-was with blood and
brains: then, without cocking it, for I
knew that the faintest sound made
by me at this juncture would have
been the colonel's death signal, I took
steady aim at a point about a yard
from his head, in the line that 1 knew
the bul et must take from the title of
the native to his temple. I mfcht
have aimed at the muzz e of his rifle
had I not known that the moment
the click of my revolver was heard
the death dealing bu'let would be on
its way. When I think of that mo
ment of agonizing suspense my words
seem to stick in my throat.
"These things take time in the tell
ing, but, by jingo! they took literally
no time in the doing. 'Pon my honor,
I could hardly expect you to believe
the end of my story, but that you
know, like myself, that truth is
stranger than fiction.
"Well, I took steady aim at the spot
that I knew the bullet must pass, and
fixed it as immovably as it the muscle
of my arm had been a blacksmith's"
vice, so that, when the moment
v-ame, I might fire, without looking at
it aaain. Then with my eyes fixed on
the muzzle ot the rifle I watched it
not a second had elapsed since 1
heard it cocked then raised the ham
mer of my revolver, hardly daring to
breathe, lest I should . alter the aim
by the breadth of a gossamer thread.
"As I had anticipated, the moment
the click reached the ears of the
would-be assassin, and before the re
port of his shot reached my ears, I
saw the bullet leave the barrel of his
rifle. That instant I pressed the trig
ger. It was a desperate attempt, as I
said before, but it was successful.
The colonel did not fall! lie was
saved!
"My first thought, or instmec, was
to fire at the dark form flying away
among the trees. I brought him
down, and the colonel rushed toward
me with his own revolver ready for
use. He recognized me on the instant
and deman led an explanation of the
three shots he had heard. I told him
and he paled under his sunburn.
"Dare," he said, with an almost im
perceptible tremor in his voice 'Dare,
you have saved my life twice over.
As I stood there listening I heard a
strange, sharp sound close to my ear,
and I picked up this,' showing me in
the palm of his hand a large, shape
less lump of lead, which proved on
examination to be the two bullets in
separably welded together.
"He grasped my hand, covered
with the gore of his late would-be-murderer.
"Thanks, my brave fellow; your
courage and presence, of mind shall
not go unrewarded."
"And I may mention, in passing,
that the gallant colonel kept bis
word.
"We surmised afterward that the
two natives had crept up like snakes
through the long grass unpreceived by
our poor fellows, who were , probably
rendered drowsy by the intense heat;
had come up to each man from be
hind. nd strangled him before he
could utter a cry or give the alarm to
his comrades.
"And now I am sure you will afl ar
kuowledge that the colonel's was on
of the narrowest shaves a man might
wish to have almost equal to one of
my own adventures among the Zulus,
which I hope to tell you on some
future evening.
This was the major's story. I am
b'tnnd to , believe that every word
uttered by my superior officer is true;
you, of course, are free to do as you
please.
Notice.
The next meeting of the Fu$nas Co.
Alliance will be held in Hendley on the
first Saturday in March at 10 o'clock a.
m. ; It is hoped that a full delegation
will attend. C. B. Bacheldeb, Sec.
February 1st, 1890. " :
Ww N branka territory
WuHiiington special: During the
time of Senator Slanders in the sen
ate he had passed an act extending
the northern boundary ot Nebraska
aatward from a point where the Keya
Paha river intersects the 43d parallel
to the intersf-ctiou of that line with
the Mbsou-i river. The bill provides
that when the Indian title; to the lands
described should be ceded to the
United States, th tract ot territory
should b-cofiie a portion of the state
of Nebraska. Whil -".on the inaps of
the -t te of Nebraska this tract has
be n liorue h.8 being Nebraska terri
tory it has never been actually such or
shown a- s'.ich on the maps of the gov
ernment. Karly in the present session
Senator Pad dork called upon 0"m
miwsio. er Oroff uiwl Secretary Nohlt
and diterud tht-ir attebtirn to the
furthcoming opening of th Sioux, re
re rw utid th claim of Nebrakat to
thi territory as soon as the proi-lam-tioa
o'Td'C the, reservation should
i(-ue. jlj iter mator Aianaerfcon, in
rNiove to inq'iiri' s trom the O'Neill
huiifffiW m iir nubs qner.tly, cdlcd
ou ; tho d. par m-nt. rhis morniog
Senator Paddork was informed by let
ter from bei-re'ary Noble that 6ulject
to his approval had . recommended
to the tr- hi lerit the issuance of ai n-
. . i!tiv,' order transferring to tht? st tte
of Nebr.L-.ka the portion of land south
ol V'.e- Fortv-thi d parallel which has
jat i.e. n ceded to t r United States
the ludirtns. It will Ih aided to
ilte O'Neill hind district and by this
act and the issuing of the roclania
t ion the. jurisdiction of Nebr iska will
extend ovr tint additional territory
ubj.-t-T to-thn rights of ,the United
S ;ts to the lands and the disposition
ther of. There re about two niillionH
or steles o! land in this strip and it
iJl V- open to settlement with the
Soux rut ervation.
A NEW PREMIUM.
LOOKING BACKWARD.
We have made arrangements to fur
nish our patrons with that wond rful
book of Edward Bellamy, Looking
Backward, as a premium. All who wish
this book can get it in this manner at
about one-half the retail price. Every
person interested in progress and re
form, and every student of the social
problems which now claim so large a
share of public attention, should read
this book. The sale it is having is al
most unprecdented. Since the phenom
enal sale of Uncle Tom's Cabin no book
has had so wide a sale.
We will send The Alliance one
j ear, and a copy of Looking Backward,
post-paid.in paper covers, for $1.30. Or,
we will send the book for two new sub
scribers at $1.00. Or, we will send the
book post-paid, for 50 cts.
THE LINCOLN WEEKLY CALL.
The only Fearless Anti-monopoly Paper
Among Nebraska's Metropolitan Journals.
o
The only Independent and Unsubsidized Po
litical Newspaper in the State.
o
With no political or corporation entanglo
ments.the Call holds itself free to speak with
utter fearlessness on all subjects touobinjf
the welfare of the people of the state. Look
ing to the producers of th?cate for its pat
ronage and not to politicians or corporations,
it watches the administration of the city,
county and state governments with a jealous
eye, and allows notning' to pass uncnticised
which it believes to be contrary to the best
interests of the people of Nebraska.
THE WEEKLY CALL
WILL BI FURNISHED TO SUBSCRIBERS OV
THE ALLIANCE
AT SEVENTY-FIVE CENTS A YE.VR, or The
Alliance: and Call will be sent one year
to any address for (1.50.
To those who prefer to receive tickets en
titling them to participate in
THE CALL'S PREMIUM DISTRIBUTION,
which will take place March 31, the Call will
be sent for (1. The list of premiums is as fol
lows: One Lincoln City Lot - - - $ 300
Murseilles Power Sheller - - 125
Celebrated Deering Mower - 5
Pekin bulky Plow - - - t 50
Bonanza Planter - ... 35
Singer Sewing Machine ... 35
Tin Top Cultivator - ... 20
Victor Cultivator - - - - - 20
Avery .-talk Cutter . . . 85
Bradley Koad Cart . - . - "5
Sulky Hay Rake - . . - 20
Grand Detour Plow - 31
Improved Harrow . . - JO
Subscribe and get your winter's reading and
a chance in the premium drawing. Send sub
scrintions and remittances to
THE CALL PUB. CO.,
Lincoln, Neb.
Price List of Oils to Allances.
150 test, medium white coal oil, 114 cents.
150 " prime " " " 10!
175 " Y.L. " " " 13 "
74 stove gasoline "11 "
These oils in barrel lots. The best
harness oil in either one or five gallon
cans, 70 cents per gallon. Pure Neat's
foot oil in one to five gallon cans, 60
cents per gallon. In barrel lots, 50
cents per gallon. Axle grease, thirty
six boxes in case, $1.85.
Allen Root, State Agent.
JOHN M. STEWART, H. F. ROSE.
Ass't Atfy Gen'l.
STEWART & ROSE,
ATTORNEYS & COUNSELLORS AT LAW,
Rooms 15 & 16, Montgomery Block, Lincoln.
. Special attention given to Railroad, Insur
ance and Corporation Law.
We attend personally to litigation in any
county in the state, if desired. Correspond
ence Solicited. Reference: Judges of the Su
preme Court, Attorney Gen. Leese. 31tf
W. Jewett Henderson,
McCredie, Mo.
J. D. Henderson,
Fulton, Mo.
W. Jewett Henderson & Co.
. fc. TtT?PDF?S AND SHIP
r : ; i1 pprs OF PITRE BRED
' J POLAND CHINAS of the
Jr most popular strains.
,,? Fte furnished in pairs
and trios not akin. Prices
the very lowest. Personal inspection in vited
and correspondence solicited. o m
Members shipping stock to Allen
Root, care of Bell & Co., Omaha, will
get all there is in it. Give the agent
i notice when shipped. Mr. Hoot is state
agent lor wie vi nance. v . xv. upuhcu
& Co. will sell groceries, etc., to the
Alliance at jobber's rates. Send all orders
to Allen Root. Shipments ot vegetables,
fruits or poultry, should be billed to
Mr. Hoot, care of Bowman, Williams &
Howe's, Omaha.
Flax Seed Wanted for Seed.
Address Allen Root, Omaha. State Apt.
WE BOUGHT AT A
BIG BARGAIN,
2,300 Cases Gallon Cans Apples.
Cnrtis Bros., Monroe County Brand, which
is a guarantee of the quality.
We will share this with our patrons and
make you
Price $1.50 per Dozen.
They will sell fast so don't delay ordering.
H. R. EAGLE & Co.,
Farmers Wholesale
Supply House,
68 WABASH AVENUE, CHICAGO.
FOR SALE BY STATE AGENT.
Wagons 3f4 and 3VJ Inch. (55, complete with
brake. Two seated bugry, (65. Road carts
(13 to (60. A full line of Agricultural imple
ments at jobber's prices. Brothers can ship
their grain to the Alliance Elevator Co., Chi
cago, of which H. L. Loucks, President of the
National Alliance, is manager. Butter and
eggs can be shipped to Allen Root, In care of
Bennett & Co.. Omaha. Nothing can be saved
on lumber in less than car load lots. Make
out a bill with the price at home, ard the
agent can lay it aown at your station tor less.
Blinds, windowB and doors are rated as lum
ber. ALLEN ROOT. State Agent.
AUCTIONEER.
H. C. MARTIN, the Auctioneer, will conduct
STOCK AND ADMINISTRATOR'S SALES
at Reasonable Rates. Dates can be made at
this office. For particulars and terms Ad
dress H.C. MARTIN,
35tf 1426 O Street, Lincoln, Neb.
W. D. NICHOLS
GENERAL DEALER IN
neaJL Estate,
BEATRICE, NEB.
Have some Fine Bargains in Improved
Farms.
Lots For Sale in Every Addition in the City.
OFFICE, 505 COURT ST. TELE. 82. fXPtf
GREAT-WESTERN-FEED-SraMti
Great Western Feed Steamer
AND TANK HEATER
Cooks one to three barrels feed at one filling.
Firebox surrounded with water on top and
sides. Any kind of fuel- Easily managed and
cleaned as a box stove. Send for Circulars.
Agents wanted. BOVEE H. M. CO.,
3inl6 Tama, Iowa.
The Iowa Steam Feed
Cooker.
The most practical, most con
venient, most economical, and
in every way the BEST STEAM
FEED COOKER MADE. A
glance at the construction of it
is enough to convince any man
that it is far superior to any
other. For descriptive circu
lars and prices apply to N. F.
SPEaR, Omaha, Net)., or MAR
FEED COOKER CO., Manning,
TIN STEAM
Iowa.
BEATRICE
31
"WORKS-
CHA'S HEIBHART, Proprietor.
618 EAST COURT STREET, N. E. OT
POST OFFICE.
Esta-Tolislied 1868
MAR RLE AND GRANITE MONUMENTS,
HEAD-STONES, TAR LETS, VAULTS,
SARCOPHAGI, Si CEMETERY
WORK OF ALL KINDS. 20tf
Branch Yards. Browuvilleand Rock Port, Ma
STEVEHS STRAWBERRY.
In the STEVENS we have the most remark
able STRAWBERRY ever introduced. It is
the earliest and best shipper of any berry in
existence. At this writing (Jan. 18.) at its
home in Alabama the vines are loaded with
green and ripe berries, while Michel's Early
along side will not bo ripe for a week, and
Crescents are just coming into bloom. So
you see what a treasure the STEVENS is. It
does not melt when over ripe like other sorts,
but dries up as if evaporated, making it the
best shipping berry in existence. Send for
deecriptlon and prices. Also inclose 1 cent
stamp for sample copy of Peninsular Horti
culturist. It is full of just such reading mat
ter aa you need. Address
ALBERT H. CLARK, Cambridge, Md.
Im33 Box 117.
Wm. Daily & Co.
LIVE STOCK
Co:
is
Cattle, Hogs, Sheep
and Horses.
CASH ADVANCES ON CONSIGN
MENTS. :
BOOM 34, Exchange Building,
Union Stock Yards, South Omaha
References; Ask your Bankers. istf
A KT TKHTTTTTTJC OT PEXMAKSH1P.
Shorthand, and Typewriting, b the best and 'arS
College in the West. 600 Students in aiteiHtaiiee last
ye ir. Students prepared for business j1.',1.",!,.".,
month. Kxperleuced faculty. Pf n-ona i st'j uc Uou.
Beautiful illitRtraU'd ctaloswe, collet? Jounia s. aua
peclmeus of penmanship sent free by adtir hlng
t.tt.t.turipqk ft ROOSE. Lincoln, Neb.
LARGE S I
J FIRE-BOX, I I
I 3 FEET LONG i I
J TOP0SIDQf5 J E
I ENTIRELY jMJ
up
MARBLE
-m m mr 11 III ft J W SAlilM r.'.'T.T' V ')
j Mil u iv I I I rT-r-
H mm m m wm a& s. ' r -". r us m 1
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issionMercta
f SSI
ARTISTIC ; PORTRAITS.
net; OTUDioo,
BIG APPLES
r grown n our trees. The largest stock ef
FOREST TREES
for Timber Claims in the world. 353 acres i n
Nursery btock. All kinas of new and old
Fruit, Forest. Ornamental Tree and Shruhn.
( 1 T? A PT?Q nml email Fruit at hard
ITXIA 1 JLiO times prices. IW paper
devoted to Fruit-Growing, year TJn JT?
to all who buy $1 worth of stock. JP Li th Vj
Our Nurseries are located within fifty miles
of the center of the United States, and our
shipping facilities are unexcelled.
SPECIAL PRICES TO FARMERS' ALLIANCES.
3JSend at once for Price List, to
CARPENTER & GAGE,
3m30 Fairbury, Nebraska.
T. W. LOWIIEY,
DEALER,
Lincoln,
Nebraska.
Will be pleased to quote prices for grain U
members of the various Alliances, and all
parties interested. He has been engaged in
the grain trade in Lincoln for about eightecit
years, and knows all the best markets. H
will handle
GRAIN ON COMMISSION,
Will pay sight drafts for all reasonable
amounts on consignments. He will also clean
grain at his elevator in Lincoln at reasonable
prices. His references are First National
Bank, American Exchange Dank, or any
bank in Lincoln. Ho will be pleased to cor
respond with all managers of Farmers Alli
ances, and solicits the same. 32tf
HOME GROWN
APPLE, PEAtt, CHEHUY, PLUM, (2ISAPC
VINES, AND ALL SMALL FItUlTS.
As I am a mem ber of the Farmers' Allianco
I will make a discount of 20 per cent from list.
prices on all orders sent through Secretary
or Business Agent. Address
FAEI AND GARDEN SEEDS
CROP OF 1890.
SPECIAL
ARRANGEMENTS FOU
Buying Farm & Garden Seeds
AT WHOLESALE RATES
Can be made by Alliances by addressing
DELANO BROS, t
LEE PARK, CUSTER CO., NEB.
Write at once.
NOTICE TO MILLERS
For Sale or Rent,
A Roller Flouring mill with water
power, one mile from Lincoln.
A. T. SAWYER.
REAL ESTATE L0AKS
On farms In eastern Nebraska and Improved
' property in Lincoln for a term of years.
Lowest Current Rates.
R. E. & T. W. MOORE,
RICHARDS BLOCK,
Corner 11th & 0 Streets. Lincoln.
J. C. McBUIDE
II. S. IJtlLU
McBRIDE & BELL
DEALERS IN
Real Estate,
jLjoa.rLa.n-a.' IiiBuranco
Office, 107 S. lltli St.,
Basement,
LINCOLN, - - NEUUASKA.
Agent for M. 1C. &Trust Co. Mouses Iiuilt
on ta yearn' time. lebt cancelled in raw? of
Death. Anything to trade let us know of it.
Lightning WeM-Slnklnsr Machinery.
Makers of HrurMlif. Jotting. RrroKr
li'ir, ArtcKiiui. iiifii: it. !.iuiuim1.1oi'
ivma Mill.-, JMrrt.M. tftr., h'l.
HiiAU An ENCYCLOPEDIA tl
,1,000 Jnt;rvirtr I Innhst ratifies
. Uuii, l'eei iim nut ton oi vinr
L im'a v mm
ALKOKA. ILiJt.
MAPLE "WOOD FRUIT FARM AND
SUMMIT NURSERY.
CovtNGTON, Ohio. Eetubltehed 1JT.
GRAPE ANDSTKAWBEKU V SPLXIALTI ES.
20 Apple Trees, 1 year, flrbt class . f
60 ' " 2.o
Sample Grape Vine, by mail, e
Concord Grapes, per 100, - 3.t
" . " 50 - - 2.to
MAIL Olt EXPRESS EHKE.
Fine descriptii e catalogue and our whole
sale trade list to every farmer or farmer'
son who names this paper in ordering.
8m33 MKSH C AS3EL, Prop.
J. M. ROBINSON,
Kenesaw, Adams County, Nebr.
Tlreeder and Shipper f Itecorded Polanf
China Hogs. Choice Ureeding Mtock lor
sale. Write for wants. MenMou The Alliance.
THE NEW WHITE GRAPE,
THE "WILLIS."
Originated by Willis W. Jones. In point of
hardiness equal to the Concord. Flavor second
to none now in America.
n?iio ciiicivsro 3i3xn m.
Published at 193 Madison St., Chicago, IlL, for
1 00 per year and one of these Vines seat to
each new subsotiber as a premium.
tW R -member this liberal otter only holds
good until March 20, 1890.
wp1
. NEB.: .
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