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THE FAKMEKS ALLIANCE, LINCOLN, NEB., THURSDAY JUNE 11, 1891.
In a low srftjte cottssa amr-r.s the trws,
Dorothy lives witU Uer father,
Jliurt apple-tr bliwoom. anil honeybees,
His cumsurt and pleasure looks atter,
Vbo, murniug from toil, of tilling the
Exclaims, as he seta hi lair daughter,
My lore, do you heart
t could not do without you.
Through tha grass tripa her light-springing
To attend to the birds, and her flower,.
Her supple form bend 'iiealh the branches
And the blooms fall upon her in show
They seem to say in their own sweet way,
My love, do you bear?
Wc could not live without you
The fragrant lilacs down by the gate,
Nod their heads in the soft spring breeze.
While the robin walks on tUi lawn, and
calls to his mate, -In
her hidden next, above In the eaves;
The birds on their perches, 'midst cnt-leaf
Swing, and sing, with the fluttering
To J)orothr, dear,
My love, do you hear?
We could not live without you.
Through the vine-twined hedge, a form
That is noble, with manly beauty his
With a flush on her cheek like pink sweet
She hide, not her girlish emotion.
He claps her hand, as he rejieats again,
Oft uttered word cf devotion,
My love, do you hear?
X cannot live without you.
WITII1N AN ACE.
A 1UBILLI5G EXPEBIEXCK.
Readers, have you ever come within
an ace of murdering a man who never
did you the slightest harm? If you
have you will appreciate the follow
ing true Btore; andiifyou have not
you will, nevertheless, admit that I
am justified in speaking of my adven
turs as "A Thrilling Experience."
A good many winter ago business
had taken me to Milan; and I intend
ed, as oon as I could get away, to
push further south, and bask in the
sunshine of Genoa or Naples. But
"L'homme propose, et Pieu dispose,"
and thus it came about that, in the
midst of my plans, the telegraph
brought me a message that matters
of extreme importance necessitated
iny presence in London. Recognising
the urgency, I resolved to start at
once, but little did I dream how near
that resolution would bring mi to be
ing a murderer. The great tunnel
under the St. Cothard was not then
completed, and, in spite of the bitter
weather, I decided to cross the Simplon
Pass, and go down the Rhone valley
to Geneva, where I had an hour or
two's business to transact.
When I made known my intention
of crossing the 8ininlon, the landlord
of the hotel where I had been staying
in Milan warned me against doing
any such thing, for the weather, he
Aaid, was fearful, and avalanches had
been falling for many days. How
?vec I was undeterred; for as an old
traveller I knew exactly what cred
ence to- give to alarming reports of
that kind. And so, packing my traps
and paying my bill, I took the after
noon train for Arona, where I would
get the diligence for the l'nss. Arona,
as most people know, is superbly situ
ated at the foot of sweet Lake Mag
giore. ... In the long summer days it is a
eceue of constant bustle and confus
ion. But as I emerged from the little
station on that bitter winter evening
the place was like the village of the
dead. A frozen stillness was over tjbe
land, and the stevl-blue lake was
maddening in its stony jilncidity.
The sky, of a hard blue, was cloud
less, and the sun was just disappear
ing behind the western mountains.
Then suddenly, as if the wand of a
magician had passed over the scene,
, all was changed. Warm, soft coloring
glowed where a few minutes before all
was colorless. The blue sky flamed
with a golden glouy bli.it blending into
emerald green tinged with crimson
where the regal sun had disappeared.
This coloring was suggestive of a
dream picture, for it was so utterly
unlike anything that art can produce,
and across the shining waters, all
arlush now with a glowing light,
floated in rich, mellow cadences the
poetic "Angolus," and above it rose
from various quarters the musical
voices of the workers is the fields and
vineyards, as they paused in their
labors at tluj summons of the bells,
and solemnly intoned a prayer.
In rive minutes more another change
had come. The sunlight had entirely
cone, the coloring faded. The "Ange
Fus" ceased, the voices were hushed,
the lake was like steel once more, and
all was cold and dead. Shivering and
famished, I took my way to the soli
tary Alhergo, and consoled myself
with such barren comfort as it afford
ed, fori learned that t lie diligence
would not start till midnight.
It hnd struck twelve when the old,
lumbering vehicle rolled out of the
court -yard of the diligence oilice, and
went citteriiijovertheroulily paved
street of the villnge. 1 was the solo
passenger, ami occupied the coupe. A
week before, thin very dilbuce had
been attacked And robbed, and
amongst other cheerful stories that
the people of the Albcrgn had told me
in order to beguile the tedious hosr
way, wn that of a commercial
traveller who had lx-en roMed and
murdered on the road two years
. ..... Ut. .11!
As I reinemurren uicwi mint
stinctively felt for my revolver, which
1 Invariably twiied trapied round
my waint on such journey,. S we
l't t,htf ftsr)lly l'uihta of the village
V.-Iiiiul, and guined the dark, lonely
KiiihwAt whi h skirt the lake for tunny
mill-, I think nil the atorie that eer
1 Imd heiml of solitary trvl!r as
emitted and murdered paaaed through
in v mind.
'11 mit wa inteny cold. The
r:ad was Ikx.ii Into iron, and th
aura thai shone in thdt blue sky
vtefedtijiIUAUHl in the slwpiutf btke;
hil the tral ItxiMng; Irn that
bviined ill the ilarkiifws helped to
Mkeoia iMint I'.al ha I (tan
tei weird tu about it. Nestling
in my rim. ivt sooth J by tUe t) tU'
pikai iwat nf the licrV fit thr
rron rd. I fell asleep, but was pre.
Miti,k'imt by l fthitt
aitad to n dep n4 earn! rtn--rttvii.
ThedtHjjei.ee ha I ?'ikv.l.
ouMfc svtluj, lur tli !.i i(
the windows was whhwd and ren
dered opaque with the frost.
I tried to let down one of the win
dows, but dilieni-etravelerswill know
that 1 essayed a task that mij!it well
have taken the patience ot a Job and
the strength of a Samson; while to
open a diligence door from the inside
is a feat that no human beinghas ever
yet accomplished. I therefore had no
alternative but to awaitthe unfolding
of events. That a plan for robbing
me was being discussed between the
villainous driver, the conductor, and
some bloodthirsty bandits, I had not
the slighest doubt, and that my death
was a settled question should I offer
any resistance was, to my mind,
Ilowever, I determined to fight hard
for my life, and die game if die I must.
In a few minutes the door was sud
denly opened, and a man sprang in;
or rather, as it seemed to me, he was
unceremoniously bundled in, and as
he sank down at the opposite end of
the seat he muttered something that
might havo lieen a curse or a greeting.
Then I heard t lie driver and conductor
scramble up to their seats, and the
heavy vehicle rumbled on again.
"So," thought I, "this is a nice lit
tle plot for my robljery and murder;
but there will lie a fight for it," with
which heroic resolution I grasped my
revolver with a stern purpose.
My traveling companion was a ban
dit, a cut-throat of the deepest dye.
There could not possibly be any mis
take about that, for he might have
stood as the model of every Italian
bandit who has ever been painted in
modern times. He wore a big som
brero, and his muscular frame was en
veloped in a great cloak, one end of
which was caught up and thrown over
his left sholder. His face was perfect
ly villainous in its expression of
that also there could be no mistake.
He had hawk-like eyes and glared at
me, while the aroma of garlic that he
emitted with his breath was sickening.
1 don't know whether oil bandits reek
of garlic, but this one unquestionably
Such was the picture my excited
imagination drew of my silent compan
ion. The back light that was reflected
into the coupe from the diligence
lamps enabled me to see him with
tolerable distinctness; and feeling sure
that robbery, if not murder, was his
object, I quietly drew out my revolver
from its case, and placing my finger on
the trigger and the muzzle on my knee,
I waited in anxious suspense for what
lie closed his glaring eyes afid pre
tended to sleep, but I was not to be
deceived by any such hollow pretence.
I never took my gaze from him. 1 had
let my rugs slip down in order that my
movements might be unimpeded when
the supreme moment came. The con
sequence was I was half-frozen. I had
no feeling in my legs and feet. My
whole body was cramped, while my
mental state may be far easier imagin
ed than described.
In a little while my bandit moved.
He scrutinized me keenly, of that I
was convinced. Then he fumbled un
der his cloak, and in a few moments
I heard a click, and saw the gleam of
steel. My heart leapt into my mouth,
and my frozen blood instantly thawed,
lie was about to spring at me and
stab me to death. No sane man
could have come to any other conclu
sions. My first impulse was to call
out to the driver, but I checked my
self, for was not he in collusion with
this villain? I was trapped, but I
resolved to kill my man before he
should kill me. 1 had him in my
power, and would shoot him dead.
I still sat, and still had the revolver
on my knee. The muzzle pointed in
direct line with the bandit's body. A
cold prespiration broke out on my
face, and a creepy sensation ran down
my spine. He seemed to me to grasp
his knife more fiercely, and to be prei
paring for the spring.
Poor fool! he little dreamed that I
held his life at iny disposal. 1 pressed
the trigger of the revolver, but not hard
enough. Why I did not know, and
have never since been able to deter
mine. Another hair's weight mo.re in
the pressure, the hammer must have
fallen, and the bullet could not possi
bly have missal going through his
body, for we were so close together, and
the compartment was so narrow.
"I will let him make the first move."
I thought. "The moment he tries to
strike! will fire." This determination
was the result of a strong reluctance
to take life erwpt at the very last re
source. Although I felt sure this ban
dit was a ferocious assassin, thirsting
for my life in order that he might pos
sess himself of iny valuables, he had
not yet given any distinct evidence of
what his intentions were, and as I
could fire as rapidly as he could strike
at me, he should begin the combat.
Moments passed. They seemed
minutes, nay, hours. I am not a
coward. I sny it emphatically. It
has been my lot to face death in many
forms, but I confess that never before
did I experience such an inward
shrinking s I did at being cooped up
with this dastardly Italian murderer.
If he would only have got out onto
the open road and have had a fair
fight, I would have fought him to
the denth. But the uncertainty of his
intentions, and the fact that he and I
were cooped up in a wretched box of
about four fset by a foot and a half,
and that it was impossible for me to
get out, was what made the situat ion
so thrilling and exciting. And it was
the suppressed excitement that tried
At last, when my nerves had been
strung to such a pitch that 1 felt as if
1 must shoot him or go mad, I saw
him turn towards me: his villainous
knife f flashed in the light. I pressed
the trigger of the pistol, hut still the
hammer did not fall. What stopHt
it 1 know not, and the next instant
tlmlmudit said, in a thick, guttural
voice, and shaking in patois;
tMgnor, will you accept of a pitve of
He Had pulled out A liuije Bologna
sausage front his pa, let. And, cutting
n sli.'e !t, proffered It to in. My
heart dropped down into my boots,
lay blood frit again, luy hn;r stood
on end - I felt sit k and faint. I took
the slice of mounagw. Whether I ate it
or not I don't I no fur certain, but 1
think 1 Uilted it.
In a lnw tumult the diliuc
stopped. The dmr iWhuM. od
0iiiii- the tloir told ti had half
nn hotir to wait while the l,oi- wre
changed. I sprang nut, 1 !. -I the
drier ami drsggru li'ht On r.n idr.
"V hot that maul" 1 asked, hoar
ly. 'That, hinor? Ch. he' a very
wodiy id inpl ifTiieUd furm. r,
II r id In this viltM, but vci
bs's fond of good II'
Wit to Arona to ll tao foss,
n'xl lift h4 a bolt,' t'rt
iiuuli, Hi signed to whlk l.m,su.l
we overtook him. I was afrail he
might go to sleep on the road and be
frozen to death, so I persuaded him to
ride; but he haggled so long about the
fare that 1 was nearly leaving hi;n he
My ferocious bandit had gone into
the harness-room, where a large woog
tire blazed, and lie stood before it
warming himself. I rushed in after
him. I seized his hand and shook it
warmly. 1 offered him my flask; tilled
with rare old Cognac worth fifteen
shillings abottle. With a deejt-tbroat-ed
"Gratia, Kignor," he nearly empti
ed it. He looked amazed, as well he
might, and opened his mild, calf-like
eyes to their fullest extent. He had
the softest, sweetest face ot any man
I ever saw.
It was a face such as the old Italian
masters would have loved to paint.
But as he looked at me with those
dark liquid orbs, he was no doubt
thinking to himself. "There is an
other eccentric Knglishman. Truly
these Englishmen are bird to under
stand." Once more I wrung his hand, utter
ed a pathetic "Buono dara." and,
rushing out, jumped into the diligence,
and, with a shudder buried myself iu
PUTTHEIR HEADS TOGETHER,
Clever Scheme of Two Stranded
Students to "Raise the Wind."
Last Summer, during the vacation
season of their college, two Heidel
berg students, Benzel and Stengel,
were making a lively, picturesque and
carmine-punctuated tour of the var
ious fashionable watering places.
The tone of their journey had been
so continuously kept up to the high
est pitch that it had an effect like
that of a sunstroke, when Benzel one
morning, said his total available
funds were $1.
"And my exchequer is measured by
exactly the same sum."
Here was a dilemma.
The next day at a miscellaneous
bathing resort a younggentleman was
the life of a merry party of ladies and
gentlemen. He had just arrived from
Berlin, he remarked, and by the
strengtnoiau assurance which had
often puzzled learned professors who
knew most of the mysteries of exist
ence had at once made himself the
leader of those who flocked by them
selves as the representatives of the
moneyed class. His banter, his jokes,
his ever-ready wit kept them in con
"A note for Mr. Frederick Benzel."
So spoke a waiter, handing him an
inclosure. Opening it, a shade of half
disappointment crossed his handsome
face, and excusing himself, he hurried
ly left the room.
In a little while he returned, the sad
expression on his countenance, if any
"My friends," he began, "there are
tips and downs for all of us in this
world, but anything sadder than this
I know not. An old collegemate, who
has met with undeserved misfortune,
noting my presence, sent in a message
he would like to see me. I saw him
an object of the deepest compassion.
He lives in the neighborhood, the hus
band of a widow with thirteen children.
Could anything be more unluckyf
Will 1 be seconded if I propose a littlt
collection for the poor fellow? 1 my
self will give $2."
"Good." Good! Cerminly!" was the
That evening at dusk Benzel and
Stengel began their return journey
with a profusion of ruddy exhilarating
that made the red of their oncomon
voyage paler than a primrose's heart.
AN EXPENSIVE UMBRELLA.
The Wit Found Out That His Little
Scheme Proved Expensive.
Romieu, the famous Parisian wit,
was one day caught in a shower, and
forced to seek refuge in a doorway of
the Opera House. It was six o'clock
already, and he had an engagement at
the Cafe do Paris for that very hour.
The rain fell in torrents. There was
no carriage to be had. He had no
umbrella. Whnt was to be done.
While he was lamenting his bad luck,
a gentlemen with a large umbrella
passed by. Romieu was seized with a
sudden inspiration. He rushed out
and grasped the stranger by the arm,
and gravely installed himself under the
"I am overjoyed to see you," he im
mediately began. "I have been look
ing for you for two weeks. I wanted
to tell you about Clementine."
Without giving the stranger time to
express his surprise, Romieu rattled
away with gossip and anecdote until
he had led the unknown companion
to the door of the Cafe de Paris. Then
he glanced at him with a face of well
"Pardon, monsieur," he cried; "it
seems I nm mistaken."
"I believe so," said the stranger.
"Good gracious!" added Romieu.
"Be discreet; don't repeat what I have
"I promise you."
"A thousand pardons!"
Romieu hastened within the cafe,
a nd, amid great laughter, told the ad
venture to his friends. Suddenly one
of them said:-
"Your cravat is rumpled. "
Romieu put his hand to his neck and
turned pale. His pin a valuable
sapphire was gone. On further ex
amination his purse and watch were
found to tie gone. The man w ith the
umbrella was u pickpocket.
A Canine 8wmc1lr.
Ili-r is a good story of a farmer'
dog who has lieen proed guilty of ol
tainiiig good timler false pretences.
The dog b; extremely fond of sausa
ges, and ha Wit taught by hi owner
to go after t hem for himself, carrying
a written order In hi mouth.
lny after day h apearl at the
blili'lier'a shop, bringing hi Minster'
order, and by -ami by the butcher be
came t art'le about reading the docu
ment, finally, when the (nil was sent
in the farmer complained that he .t
cSarc I with iiior sausage than be
The butt bit was ir,prid. and the
hrxt tiiiiw I .nm a ne' In with a slip of
p.iper lw.e.'ii hi tcw be took the
trouble to hsnk at it. Tin pper w4
l.l.um, and kutf.ef intitfitioiia
Uvrd llwlt fcl.e.liver thS dog Ml
craving tor ! he looko-l round
tor a pe til peper, and trotted ot? to
tb iiitt her'a,
'Iti f.rnwr l torn! Mug out rA
potket, Mil .Mr the at nunt by
'.( of his d;' uiteUigem,
Osborne Junior Harvester mIo. 4 Mower
The strongest proofs of the Excellency of our machines are given by
our competitors. They aU imitate us.
UE MADE THE FIRST STEEL FRAME HARVESTER IN THE UOM
W use i
use no Iron tas pipe either round or square In th main frame. Antle steel trtis for drhrj wheal and platform. The ItrhtMt and stroaf est f ram mad. Put tofstber with
u,Tr . ..rT7 r'.vr. a ii !!-L.LT'7lL V!-.. .ha.i.i. .ilBr La harms from iH-Mkara. Kitraa for worn out parts esn b procured la every oouotr. sad
iVerf toiiVlii the state. The auction .rf Carmen is calld to lbs followln- points of
smith will Ull rou how much soetlM 1 sul is ia o'?hln.. k him to U-t the..
71iiTZa RVnutarisMV Malleable Iron searing, our competitors us oast Iron. th. All parts af binder oiled from top of-.
So 'osier X.v? th": w.b.srd";ei; U miln rrSmTuYoa" ari ?to bu7 tlshtenlnf pulle,. and drive ehala Uahs b, th bushel and Increase draft by henna forty -oiois for hr-
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half to six feet. We sell all grade of twine
chine see our kl agent or address,
OlSTE JDOULjJR PERDAY.
The best house in the state for
Vi Ti ALLEN & SOU, wmm.ss?o
Flour, Feed, Baled Hay, Etc.
WHOLESALE FLOUR A SPECIALTY.
Jobbers of Meats and Poultry.
A Specialty Made of Choice Country Butter and Fresh Eggs.
All Errors Cheerfully Corrected. 45 3m 1618 O Street, Lincoln, Neb.
F. 33. WHITE,
IIOnSE-SIIOEItIG ? WAGON REPAIRING
I make a specialty of all kinds of farm
are cordially invited to call, rirst class worn at reasosauie prices.
Satisfaction Cuaranteed in all Cases.
Near Cor. 10th and II, Lincoln, Nebraska.
Bueceoa to B ADDER LUMBER CO.
Wholesale and Retail Lumber.
0 street between 7th and . 8th. Ulncoln, Jttb
Leopold Barr, Jeweler.
The farmers of Lancaster county are cordial
ly invited to call on me in my new quarters,
1136 0 street, where I will take pleasure in
showing them my handsome line of jewelry,
watches, clocks, etc., which I offer to members
of the Alliance at discount rates. All kinds of
repairing at low rates. Kespectfully,
The Lightning Hay Press.
A. H. SNIDER, STATE
807, 809 NORTH I6TH ST.
We Handle Bale Ties, Coil Wire and a Full Line of Repairs
Always Kept on Hand.
TO THE FARMING
I have mailt1 urrnntticnt wlifivlv I can furni-h you lliM-cla
luunl in.uU liaini'tH on lio mot 0 tlavi tiini-. win tiatl ihiimt. I
linvi no hhM)' work to olftT
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ita isr. nth
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7-3lll B. M.
price. Try it when in the city.
repairing. Members of the Alliance
AGENT, 0UHA, NEB.
you, W guaranty nil work tol
it ml !t workmaiihiK fall ami
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Tha ffoiiJertal Bails FLIfin Einixtrr ci Cr.
The Perfect Ad
vance corn planter
and check rower.
The old reliable.
Snellen and. Feed;
The Oldest and
best Auttman and
IRTiui nimraii -.
Repairs for above
corn shellers and
threshers In stock.
Call akd Sii
John. T.Jones, Agent, Lincoln, Neb.
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McCormick Harvesting Machines.
105,468 Were Sold in 1890.
125,000 Are being Hade for 1001
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