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THE FAItMEllS ALLIANCE, INCOLX, NEB., 1HUHSDAY, JAN. 7, 1892.
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- miefIer and all Ui others
were completely nonplussed by thU nn- ,
expected reply. Sister Gootlinff had al- ;
ways been a liberal piver of time and ,
money to all church work, and
this was the first occasion she had
Ter been known to refuso to
subscribe to any kind of church ;
fund. EeT. Whecdler end the others
were at first inclined to doubt their
ears, and felt that they surely could
not hare heard aright, but finally they
were convinced of the reality of the
sister's words, and Ect. Wheedlcr said, I
in great surprise:
"Sister Goodinir. you surely do not
mean that. You must not mean it. I ,
I am at a loss to understand you." .
"I do mean it, Brother Whecdler," she
said, in her calm, quiet way, "and I will I
explain why: I am a firm believer in the
church, and in its influence for good, and
I have always attempted to advance its
cause. I have made an effort to give
something toward furthering every
good work, and I would do the same
to-day in this effort you are making, did
I not feel that there is another purpose
V which I can devote my small means
more conscientiously. In the west
there are thousands of people suffering
for bread, and I conceive it my duty to
give to them what 1 have to spare.
Charity, it is said, begins at home, and
I think charity and Christian duty are
not far separated. I believe it our duty
to look first after the suffering of our
own land to feed the hungry and
clothe the naked and take care of the
heathen next. This is my opinion, and
I do not set it op as a guidance to others.
I merely propose to follow it myself,
and the little I have to give shall go
toward alleviating the sufferings of the
starving settlers on the western prai
ries." This proved a very bomb to the meet
ing. The smile of self-satisfaction set
on every face gave way to a look of
astonishment, and the members looked
inquiringly at each other. But on no
one did it have such effect as upon
Blatchford. Instantly he remembered
that many of those poor settlers were
suffering from the effects of his "long
time and easy term" loans and his
swindling boom scheme at Paradise
Park, and for a little while his con
science pricked him. A thought of his
daughter, too, flashed through his mind,
and for an instant ho wondered if she
might not be one of those who were
starvingone whowas ground down by
another, even as hundreds were ground
down by him. He never dreamed that
she could be one of his own victims,
lie began to feel a sense of shame and
dread, and even a slight twinge of re
gret, butthe ever alert Sarah saw how
his mind was drifting, and thought fit
to recall it, which sho did by saying:
"The poor we have always with us,
Sister Gooding, and I'm sure we are all
ever willing to aid the needy. But what
are the wants of the body as compared
with the welfare of the immortal soul?
Besides, there arc publio charities for
the poor of our own land, and the gov
ernment will see that nobody starves.
We must not let trifles like this in
fluence us from our duty as Christians.
We are engaged in a good work and we
must not turn aside from it"
"So be it, Sister Blatchford," said Eov.
Wheedlcr. "You speak with the spirit
and the understanding. We are fishers
for souls, and not feeders of the body.
We have a higher and a mightier mis
sion than that of catering to the appetite
of the physical man. Our duty calls us
above such."
After a littlo further conversation of
this kind in which each tried to con
vince himself or herself that he or she
was walking in the "narrow way,"
(he meeting at last broke up and
Blatchford and his wife were left alone
In the parlor, where for some time they
remain d silent. Finally Blatehford
spoke, no said:
"The words of that woman have dis
turbed me, Sarah, and I feel that I am
to a great extent responsible for the
sufferings of many of those poor peo
ple out there in Kansas. I might have
been more lenient with them and
saved them the loss of so much money
in that Paradise Park boom. Suppose
Mary should be suffering at some other
person's hands what my victims are
Buffering at mine?"
"Now, Hiram," said Sarah, "that is
just your way. You allow your heart
and feelings to accuse you of some
great wrong, when you know you are
not guilty of any. As a business man
you have only done what you ought to
do, and you have been a benefactor to
those poor people. You have let them
have money when they could not have
gotten It anywhere else, and that was a
great accommodation, I'm sure. You
are not responsible for the seasons and
the failures of crops, and all that, and
you have no right to let your generous
heart accuse yon. You are too con
scientious, Hiram, for a business man-
that you are."
' These words had the effect on Hiram
(that the wily Sarah knew they would,
and instantly he began to feel quite
fond of himself and would have liked to
hug himself to his own bosom. He
chirked up at once, and thought that he
had really rendered those poor unf ortu
nate victims of his a great and lasting
service by loaning them money at a rate
01 interest they could never pay.
"As for your daughter," continued
Daran, "wnen she wants your aia, or
sympathy, even, she will let you know.
Bemember, she went away from you of
her own accord, and it is wrong for you
to grieve your honest soul- on her ac
count. You have performed a glorious
part toward the church to-day, Hiram,
and you must not let the happiness fol
lowing that deed be clouded by such
foolish regrets."
And he did not for any gre at while.
; . CHAPTER XX.
AUNT MITCHELL SPEAKS.
I Hiram soon became as placid and
self-satisfied as ever, and the next
morning he went down town to his of
flee with not a trace of the late dis
turbance either showing in his features
or rankling in his conscience. For
several weeks everything went along
smoothly with him, and every day he fell
more and more in love with his charit
able qualities and his Christian virtues.
Hiram Blatchford -was not. a man to
give way to any insignificant feeling,
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and he did Dot allow conscience to de
ter him for any great length of time,
lie at one time felt that he hadn't al
ways done just right, but he managed
to shift the blame of his wrong actions
to some other person's shoulders, and
succeeded, to his own satisfaction, in
exonerating himself completely.
But another bombshell was destined
to fall in the Blatchford camp, and it fell
with terrible effect. This bombshell
camcin the shape of an elderly maiden
lady known as MissMitchell lilatchford.
sister to Iliratn, who for some years
had lived entirely isolated from her
brother, 8h dneided to pay Hiram a
visit, and, accordingly, one day some
weeks after the Christian aid society
meeting she alighted at Hiram's door.
Hiram was not particularly glad to
see his sister, for to tell the truth she
had an uncomfortable way of speaking
her mind that Hiram did not like. He
distinctly remembered several occasions
when she had freely spent her opinion
of him and his way of doing, and she
had not always considered him in the
light of an injured innocent Ha
knew that she would soon discover the
relation existing between himself and
his daughter, and he felt morally cer
tain that her sympathies would be with
the latter, and that a "blowing up" for
him would be the result
Sarah was not glad to see Miss
Blatchford cither; and she not only
shared in Hiram's feelings, but she was
inclined to look upon any of his people
s interlopers when they presumed to
visit the house that ought to be sacred
to the Spicklers. She feared, moreover,
that this strong-minded woman would
jar on her nerves, for she had under
stood from her husband how Miss
Mitchell was inclined to give vent in
no uncertain terms, to her honest opin
ions. Sarah felt that she was a good,
saintly creature; yet she was not anxious
that anyone should speak the truth
about her In her presence. If she could
have had her desire In the matter, she
would have had Miss Mitchell's visit
postponed indefinitely.
Of course Hiram and Sarah made an
effort to welcome her, but the effort
was very much constrained, and was
lacking in warmth and feeling. Miss
Mitchell either did not notice this, or
ignored it for reasons of her own, and
proceeded to make herself at home in
her brother's house after her own pe
culiar fashion.
Aunt Mitchell, as she was usually
called by those who knew her well, was
of a cold, taciturn disposition. She was
distant and unsocial toward those who
were her best friends, and toward
strangers, or those whom sho disliked,
she was frigid to the last degree. She
hod a knack of forming a pretty correct
estimate of people on first sight and
her first-formed opinion of Mrs. Blatch
ford was anything but flattering to that
lady's Christian character. Mr. Blatch
ford attempted to make up to her erratic
sister-in-law, but on each occasion met
with such a cold repulse that she soon
gave up the effort
Aunt Mitchell preserved a quiet cold
dignity in her deportment to her
brother and his wife, and avoided their
society as much as possible. When she
was forced into their presence, how
ever, she maintained the bearing of one
who is malting a strong effort to hold
hersolf in check. By her constrained
manner, sho not only succeeded in
making an icy atmosphere in the house,
but she caused tho household to feel
uncomfortable, and gave Hiram a spell
of nervous fits. Every one felt that she
would not keep up this rigid deport
ment for many days, and they were as
sured that when she did break loose
there would bo a terriblo explosion.
Thus for a week Aunt Mitchell kept
tho family on tho needles of suspense.
Mrs. Blatchford grew so nervous in the
meantime that every unusual noise
caused her heart to cease beatincr.
Blatchford worked himself up to such a
point of uneasiness that he stood in mo
mentary dread of some great misfor
tune. As for old Mrs. Spickler. Aunt
Mitchell knoclced her clear out of the
ring at first sight The icy bow and the
piercing look she gave that old lady
on the occasion of their introduction
was sufficient to terrorize her for all
time to come. Mrs. Spickler was the
possessor of considerable spirit and
many peoplo had quailed before her
gaze, but sho was not equal to Aunt
Mitchell's cutting glance. She tried to
avoid Aunt Mitchell's eyes after that
first meeting, and if by chance she did
catch a glance from them she wilted
and shrank until she felt that sho was
but an atom of humanity a mere speck
of flush and blood.
One morning the Blatchford house
hold were assembled at breakfast
when Aunt Mitchell came in a little
lato. A glance at her face as sho cold
ly nodded her salutation was enough to
reveal tho fact that her feelings were
struggling vehemently to break loose.
bhe sat down to the table with a snap.
and putting herself in the most rigid at-
titudo, preserved a perfect silence.
Blatchford was detailing to his wife the
particulars of a plan for the repainting
ana repairing of the church.
"It can be done for a hundred dol
lars," he said, "and that amount can be
easily raised."
"I should think so." replied Sarah.
"ou will give something, I know."
"cs, I have already subscribed
twenty-five dollars. Ten for myself,
ten tor you and hvc for mother."
Aunt Mitchell said nothing lust then.
but the corners of her mouth began to
twitch and she jabbed her fork into the
food viciously. Two or three minutes
passed in perfect silence, then Aunt
Mitchell laid her knife and fork down,
drew a long breath, and said:
"Hiram, you're a fool."
The bomb had been discharged, and
its effect was wonderful. Hiram sat
with his knife and fork in hand, and
with his mouth end evc3 open, trans
fixed. Sarah turned all sorts of colors
and trembled all over. Mrs. Spickler
felt herself diminishing so rapidly that
she thought sure she would disappear
altogether in a little while.
"Uiram, you're a fool," Aunt Mitch
ell repeated after giving a contemptu
ous glance around. "You're a fool and
worse. You're a fool to think that
you have got any religion. You're
fool to be led by the nose, and you're
worse than a fool to turn your home
Into an asylum for these Pickles while
your own child is an outcast in the
world, without friends or money. I tell
you, Hiram Blatchford, you haven't got
as much religion as s buzzard, and
you haven't got as much heart as a
stone."
Vhy why, Mitchell." nirara stam
mered, having recovered a little from
his astonishment
"Don't 'why me, Hiram," Aunt
Mitchell went on. "I know what I'm
talking about and you know I do. The
idea of you giving money to convert the
heathen and paint the church and all
Uiat sort of thing, when your own child
may be starving for food. It's a shame
and a mockery, and I wonder that God
don't damn you for it The idea of you
helping to convert the heathen! It's
ridiculous. If there is a wild nigger In
Africa that is any more heathenish
toward his offspring than you are
toward yours, then I vj God pity him.
Oh you may wince, Hiram, but you
' HIRAM. YOU RK A FOOL!"
know It's the truth I'm speaking. Do
you suppose God Is going to give a place
in Heaven to a man who has no place
in his home or his heart for
his own child? Not much He
won't and you can't buy yourself
into His favor, as you do into
Wheedler's, with the gift of money. As
I said, you are a fool and worse. Talk
about your religion! .Why, there ain't
a particle of it in this house, and there
ain't a one of you that knows what
Christianity is. Not a single one of all
of yon knows any more about Christian
ity than a pig."
Aunt Mitchell cast a defiant glance
around as she ceased speaking, and as
she came to Mrs. Blatchford last, and
noted the shamed look of that lady, she
gave a contemptuous sniff. Hiram
trembled with rage and shame. He re
alized only too well the truth of his sis
ter's words, but for all the world he
wouldn't have acknowledged anything.
With a great effort ho controlled him-,
self to a certain extent, and with toler
able firmness said:
"Mitchell, this is mv house, and while
you remain in it I wish you would show
decent respect for my feelings and the
feelings of my family."
"I shall not remain in this house an
other day, Hiram," Aunt Mitchell re
plied. "I feel now, and I have felt
from tho first, that I am not wanted
hero. I could hardly hope to find a wel
come to this house when your own child
is not welcome, and I would not have
remained here this long only I hoped to
find an occasion for showing you what
a fool you are. You have your Pickles
about you and you aro happy. You
give money to this thing and that thing
and you imagine you are doing
Christian duty. You listen to
hypocritical professions at home and
flattery abroad, and you think you are
a good man. But mark my word,
Hiram, tho day will come when, you
will discover that you have woefully
missed the Christian's walk In life. In
the next world, If not In this, your neg
lect of your daughter will rise up
against you and make you wish you
had never been born. Tho time will
come when the compliments and flat
teries of Whoedler and the Pickleses
will not soothe your soul."
But Mitchell, listen to me" niram
began, only to be promptly shut up by
his sister who went on:
"There is no excuso for your conduct.
Hiram, none at all. Your daughter
may have done wrong In marrying
against your will, but she could not
have done greatly wrong, since you ac
knowledge that John Green Is a good,
honest sober, Industrious man. But
wrong or not her crime was not so
great that you were warranted in mak
ing her an outcast while you fill your
house with those who care for you only
so far as your dollars and cents go. Do
you think God will forgive you
and take you to His bosom so
long as you remain oblivious
to your daughter? Never, never. If
you ever expect to get to Heaven take
some of the money you are subscribing
here and there, and devote it to your
child's needs. Better a thousand times
let the church go uupaiuled than to let
that child suffer one. moment from
want Now I've had my say, Hiram,
and 1 hope my words will set you to
thinking and acting more like a Chris
tian and less like a heathen, and that
before you throw away another dollar In
the useless effort to buy favor of God,
you will act tho part of a civilized father.
'Woo unto you, Pharisees, hypocrites."
Having thus brought her lecture to a
finish and feeling her soul relieved of a
mighty burden, Aunt Mitchell arose
from her scat and, giving a withering
look of scorn and pity to those at the
table, swept from the room, and an
hour later left Blatchford's house.
His sister's words had a telling effect
on Blatchford. They cut him deeply, and
he could not rid himself of tho uncom
fortable feeling they awakened. He
realized the truth of her words, and
ho grew small In his own estimation.
IIo understood fully the futility of his
liberal financial gifts to the church and
the heathen, and he was less Inclined
to praise and pat himself than he had
been for a long time. Sister Blatchford
tried her old tactics to rally him, but
they lacked their old-time efllcacy,
and he left the house that morning in a
6ad, dejected state of raind. ,
Reaching his ofilco he plunged into
his business duties with unusual ener
gy, and for a littlo while held to them;
but soon his thoughts wandered back to
the scene at home, and between him
and his papers there flitted pictures of
his child. Now he saw her face, pale,
sad and sunken, looking reproachfully
into his eyes, and again he caught a
glimpse of her form, no longer rounded
and plump as of old, but an emaciated
skeleton, telling only too well the story
of want and suffering". For an hour or
more he tried to banish his daughter
from his thoughts and concentrate his
mind upon the business he had in hand,
but in spite of all his efforts pictures of
his child would dance across bis papers
-dg&lfl
to distract him and add to his seif
accusatkms. At last finding that it was impossible
to control his wandering thoughts and
fix them where he wished, and being
unable to longer endure the thoughts
his fancy bred, he threw down bis pa
pers and pen and fled from the office.
He walked madly down the street hav
ing no idea of his destination, having no
care for his course, intent on but one
thing, and that was to escape the
thoughts that haunted him. On and on
he walked until he passed through the
town and out into the country, nor did
he halt until he came to the river bank '
Then he sat down, and removing his
bat felt his burning, throbbing brow.
"My God, my God," he murmured,
what have I done! My poor, lost child,
how could I ever forget you so! How
have I forgotten your mother and my
promise to her. Ob, God, spare me and
let me live to undo what I have done.
Let me but see my child once more and
receive her forgiveness for all of my
neglect and cruelty."
A long time he sat there gazing down
into the deep flowing water, and more
than once he was inclined to throw him
self into the current and find relief at
once for his tortured souL There, he
thought he could escape the awful
thoughts that haunted him, and he
fancied that the cold water would be
welcome to his burning brow. But
finally the desire to see his daughter
once more and atone to her for his
cruel neglect got the better of him,
and he arose and went toward his of
fice. As he walked unsteadily back ho
wondered why people stared at him so,
littlo dreaming what a change a few
hours of mental anguish had worked in
his outward appearance. He did not
know that his face had become hag
gard, and his eyes bloodshot. He did not
rcalizo that the fires of hell that burned
within him had scorched and seamed
him outwardly.
He was nearing his office when he
met Rev. Whecdler, and that gentle
man instantly noted the great change
in his valued parishioner, and imme
diately sought to assist Brother Blatch
ford home. Ho approached to take the
old man's arm, but Blatchford waved
him off, and almost fled from the spot
His action surprised Rev. Whcedler
beyond anything, and he left that gen
tleman perfectly dumfounded. Rev.
Wheedlcr looked after the fleeing
figure for an instant undecided what to
do, but finally he concluded to follow.
After a chase of a couple of blocks he
caught up with Blatchford.
"Brother," he said, "you aro ill. Al
low me to see you home."
"Don't touch me," Blatchford fairly
shrieked as bo glared viciously upon
the minister. "Don't come near me.
You helped to do It Go away from me.
My child Is dying of want I feel it I
know it And you helped to lead me
away from her and blind me to her
rights and claims. Don't speak to me
again. I want my poor, wronged
child, and I'm going to find her."
Then, before the astonished minister
could collect his scattered senses, the
old man was gone. Ho passed around
the corner and entered his office, where,
sinking into a seat he buried his face
in his hands and wept
"Oh, my God, my God," he groaned
"what have I done? How cruel, how
heartless have I acted toward my own
flesh and blood my only child. How
blind and brutal I have been, and how
bitter is the awakening to the enormity
of my sin. Oh, for one sight of my
child, ono word of forgiveness from her
lips. I must find her. I must search
tho country from end to end for her."
At that instant the door opened and a
clerk came in. He approached the old
man diffidently, for he could not help
seeing the great change that had come
over him. Ho laid a telegram on the
desk and without a word withdrew.
"DON'T COME NEAR MT5 !"
Blatchford opened the telegram at once
and read:
"Come immediately. Do not delay
under any circumstances. The most
important matter of your life. Come
quick. Scraoos."
The old man sprang to his feet in an
instant and rushed wildly out
CI1APTER XXI.
GREEN SEEDS MORS MONEY AND GETS IT.
Louisa thought it best to say nothing
to her parents of Harry Pearson's pro
posal. Shivery naturally concluded that
the matter was at an end, and knowing
the anxiety that weighed on her father's
mind already, she was loth to add
anything to it. John had not forgotten
Scraggs' words, but after watching
Pearson closely on the occasion of his
visits, saw nothing to warrant him in
adopting Scraggs' Idea. Ills deport
ment was always that of a perfect gen
tleman, and there was absolutely noth
ing in it to indicate any intentions,
honorable or otherwise, rclativo to
Louise.
Two weeks passed quietly away after
Harry's proposal, and during the time
he made several visits to Green's, al
ways bringing with him some delica
cies for the sick woman. He often ex
pressed a wish to render John more,
substantial aid, and John had always
accepted the wish for the deed.
Dr. Bascom mado regular daily visits
to his patient, but as yet the improve
ment in her condition was scarcely per
ceptible. Tho fever was losing Its
power, it 13 true, but It had had a long
run, and her blood was burned up by it
and she was "weak and feeble.
"Sho is in a fair way to recover," the
doctor announced; "but sho is so near
tho verge of the grave that it would
require but little to place her in it. Sho
needs strength, and we must endeavor
to build up her constitution. Good food
is the thing she stands most in need of
now good, wholesome diet and plenty
of it"
"Yes," said John, "but that, I fear, I
shall not be able to give her. 1 have
raised the last dollar that I can raise
mortgaged everything that I can mort
gage, and now it is all gone, and there
is not a morsel of food in the boose. I '
don't know what in the name of God I
am to do next I cannot sit here and
see my wife die of hunger, and I know
of no way to prevent it What am I to
do, doctor? What can I do?"
Green," replied the doctor, "if I
could I'd help you. But I can't I am
working for nothing, for my patients
have no money to pay me, and I have
scarcely enough to live on. I haven't a
dollar. If I bad you should have a part
of it But I'll see if I can't manage
in some way to raise some money
for you. I don't know what
success I'll have, and I can't
encourage yon to hope for anything. I
can only try. It is not necessary for
me to come and see the patient again
for several days, but if I am so fortu
nate as to do anything for you I'll coma
at once."
"Thank you, doctor," said John fer
vently as he clasped the old doctor's
band. "You have already placed me
under a world of obligations to you,
and if I am never able to repay you,
God will."
"Oh, never mind that Green," the old
man said, "never mind about that
We're all human. beings, and I am no
more than human in doing what I do.
There's nothing in it but what anybody
ought to do."
"Perhaps not," said John, "but it's
what few do nevertheless. My heart
is full, doctor, and I cannot express my
feelings. But this I can say: You have
done more for us than any other per
son on earth, and my heart my thanks
and my prayers are yours. You came
to us a stranger, and you have been a
source of light to us. You have stood
by us like a brother, and you have
saved the life of my dearest one. God
bless you, doctor, God bless you."
John could say no more, for his feel
ing overmastered him, and he broke
down completely. The old doctor was
seriously disturbed, and for awhile he
fidgeted about nervously. He was a
modest man, and whatever good dees
he performed were performed solely
for the good there was in them, and
not for the sake of the praise they
might bring him. He had acted the
part of a friend to John Green and his
wife simply because he felt it his duty.
"Green," he said, laying his hand on
John's shoulder, "don't talk that way.
Let's not make any fuss over trifling
matters liko that. I'm glad my efforts
in this case have not been unavailing,
and I hope your wife will soon be recov
ered. Now, see here, you must make
an effort to get a little money, and
I'll make an effort and between us I
think wo may be able to accomplish
something. Continue my remedies ac
cording to directions, and if anything
happens before I return, let me know."
And with that the old doctor went
away, followed by a thousand bless
ings that flowed from John Green's
heart
Tho next day John went over to
Magic City to see what he could do in
the way of raising money. He first
went to Mills' office, and after a long
wait secured an audience with that
gentleman. He laid his condition be
fore Mills in its true light and begged
for a small advance on his loan.
"I would bo glad to accommodate
you, Green," Mills replied, "but I find
it Impossible to do so. I let you have
at first entirely too much money on
your security, and I am fearful that I
shall not be able to recover on it I
can't advance another dollar."
"But I must have it Mills. I cannot
let my wife die for the want of food.' Do
you understand?"
"I understand perfectly,' Mr. Green,
but you should remember that this is
not a place of charity but a place of
business. I cannot undertake to bear
other people's burdens, nor to furnish
food to the hungry. I am not responsi
ble for tho suffering among the set
tlers, and I cannot afford to give away
everything I possess to alleviate it. As
I said, I am sorry for you and sympa
thize with you. Good day."
John attempted to speak further, but
Mills hurried him out of the office, say
ing: "There are customers in waiting,
Mr. Green, and I have no time to
waste."
John next visited the bank but met
with no success there. Then he tried
all the places where there was a bare
hope of getting money, but his efforts
were all unavailing. There was but
one chance left and he would try that
So, with faltering courage, he went to
the office of Mr. Scraggs.
"Scraggs offered to aid me once,"
John thought, "and perhaps he will do
it now. I can try him at least."
But when ho reached Scraggs' office
he found a young man in charge, and
Scraggs was nowhere about; and to
his inquiry for Scraggs the young man
gave Green this answer:
"Sorry you were not a few minutes
earlier, Mr. Green, as Mr. Scraggs has
just gone away. There goes his train
now. He will not be back for near a
week."
For an instant John stared blankly
at the young man, and his head reeled
and he felt as If the earth was slipping
from under his feet His last chance
for raising money was gone.and he saw
nothing before his sick wife but death
from want Tho clerk noticed John's
manner and was alarmed at It
"Mr. Green," he said, "you are not
well. Take a seat and rest a moment
Can't I do something for you?"
"No," replied John, as he dropped
into the nearest seat "I will be all
right in a moment"
There was more than disappointment
and discouragement ailing John. He
was sick, weak and hungry. For days
"GREEX, DON'T TALK THAT WAY."
he had overtaxed his strength in caring
for his sick wife. IIo had gone on short
diet had lost sleep night after night
He was pale, haggard and aged. Ho
was sick in body as well as souk
"Was your business with Mr. Scraggs
very particular?" the clerk asked, when
John recovered himself a little.
Yes,' said John, it Is a matter of
great importance to me." And he stated
the object of his visit and told some
thing of the necessity that forced him
to seek the loan.
"I wish you had come before Mr.
Scraggs left" the clerk replied, "for I
am sure he would have given you the
assistance yon want But it is too late
now. He has no money here that I can
handle or I would take the liberty of
making the advance. If yon can get
along for a few days, however, I am
certain yon can count on him for the
favor when he returns."
"If I can do no better I shall have to
wait" John replied, as be left the of
fice, "but God onl7 knows bow we are
to keep the breat j of life in us unless
we have food."
John returned to bis team to go
home, but the thought of going back
with no money or provisions was a
great disappointment to him, and he
could hardly make up his mind to it
He sat down by his wagon and gazed
vacantly across the street at the display
of goods in front of a grocery store.
"There is plenty over there," he
thought "to keep off suffering, yet for
the want of a few dollars I must go
hungry while my wife dies of want I
cannot go back to my borne empty
handed and sit down there to wait for
starvation. There is food in the land
and I must have it God forgive me,
but if I can steal some food I'll do it"
(Continued )
THE ALLIANCE.
The Cotton Plant: In this hard time
when all seems dark, many will be
tempted to let their subscription lapse.
Don't do it that is precisely what the
enemies of the Alliance want If they
can keep you from attending your Al
liance and reading Alliance literature,
they will easily control you.
The Pioneer Exponent: "Wall
street bas dictated every national
Democratic platform since 1868, and
every Republican platform since 1856.
and as a matter of courso will do so in
1892." And the people must see to it
that Wall street and all parties are
beaten in 1892, who, for office, submit
to its dictation.
The Alliance Farmer: All the dif
ference in the so-called Democratic
and Republican party is 6 per cent on
the tariff, a difference that is hardly
perceptible. They are together on
contraction of the currency, demonet
izing of silver, monopoly, trusts, com
bines, etc., etc. How much longer
can the people be fooled by this bogus
tariff quetion?
The Southern Alliance Farmer: Al
liancemen, loyal patriots, who dare to
breathe your part of freedom's air, are
you not disgusted with the insane big
otry with which you are being de
nounced? Doe3 not tho frown of con
tempt mantle your brow and a sicken
ing pallor of disgust overspread your
countenance when your right to exer
cize the privileges cf an American
citizen is so ruthlessly callod in ques
tion? Does not the fountain of patri
otism within your bosom roll and
surge iu a vain effort to drift beyond
the grinding Intolerance of those who
have never studied the primer of
American liberty?
The Hoosler Tidings: There is no
comparison between the oppressed
farmer and unfortunate business man
or unsuccessful speculator. Few give
up the farm while there is a ray of
hope for its redemption. The farmer
must keep up his farm, make his liv
ing and pay taxes and running ex
penses out of what he produces.
Quite different with those whose in
come Is collected along the lines of
supply. By combining with their fel
lows thoy can lessen competition and
soli at a fair margin, or manipulate
the market so as to purchase at prices
which will insure a fair remunera
tion; but the industrious farmer, the
skilled artisan and day laborer are by
force of circumstancos compelled to
enter the market of the world in com
petition with the oppressed of every
clime.
J. I PARR &
PAINTERS,
2045 M Street, Lincoln, Neb.
Use Howail's Gream or Soses.
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The most exquisite preparation for the
skin. Cures Chapped Hands,
Chafed or Scalded Skin.
Removes Tan, Freckles and Sun
Burn. Perfectly harmless. Excellent to use
after shaving.
The Iowa Steam Feed
Cooker.
The most practical, bo out
convenient, most eoonomi
ral, and in everyway the
BEST STEAM FEED COOK
KK MADE. A glance at
the construction or It is
(tnntiffti ti .itninnn
1 1. - r- w vviiiiucD HUT
H man that It In t
. vwci. ror descrip
tive circular! i and prices apply to Martib
a Morrlssy Mf'gOs Omaha, eb. 26tf
Scientific American
Agency for
r CAVEATS,
k TRADE MARKS.
DESICN PATENTS
jRftr"' rd freo Handbook writo to
. t0M m Bhoadway, Nkw York.
SLiriro?Vor8ecur,n Pa" America.
i T.erTffTt tRkPn out r I" hronjrht before
llie public by a notice 4ven free of cuaie in Ihe
rt 2JT,'i"i!n If m scientific naiwr in f ho
V.l "X months. Address MftN'N i CO.
riilimiuiiis,8(a Broadway. Kew iort '
SI
1 -A
Ktlc U CmI Ceismert.
r k.M kn hla ta complete arranff-
-.- kmi wa in better ab.t
than we have been heretofore to male
satisfactory prices on au rraaes
Canon City and Trinidad coal, as well
as the best grades of Northern Colo
rado coal, over any line
ning out of Denver or Pueblo. Their
capacity is sufficient to guvsatce
prompt shipment. I will keep pur
chasers posted on prices upon applica
ti9n. Tho lowest possible wholesale
rates are obtained. Cash must accom
pany all orders.
J. W. HARTLEY, iaw
Lincoln, Neb.
For the Germans.
Tho firat mnA nnlv wnrlr PTPr written
on currency reform in German is "Geld"
by Robert Schilling. It is a translation
and enlargement of his"Silver question"
and sure to make converts The retail
price is 25 cents, but it will be furnished
to reform organizations and agents at a
greatly reduced rate. A sample copy
will be sent ior la cents, auui bss
Alliance 1 lb Co.,
20tf Lincoln, Neb.
THE FARMER'S SIDE.
" Where we are, how we got here,
and the way out,"
By Hon. W. A. PEFFER,
V. S. SIHATOB VBOX KAHUS.
ISmo, cloth -
- Price, 1.00.
Then is demand for a comprehensive and
authoritative book which shall represent the
farmer, and set forth his condition, the Influ
ences surrounding him, and plans and prospects
for the future. This book has been written by
Hon. W. A. Peffer, who was elected to the ,
United States Senate from Kansas to succeed
Senator Ingalla. The tide is Tus Fakmeb's
6idi, and this indicates the purpose of the work.
In the earlier chapters, Senator Peffer de
icribes the condition of the fanner in various
parts of the country, and compares it with the
condition of men in other callings. Be carefully
examines the cost of labor, of living, the prices
of crops, taxes, mortgages, and rates of interest.
He gives elaborate tables showing the increase
of wealth la railroads, manufactures, banking,
and other forms of business, and he compares
this with the earnings of the fanner, and also
wage-workers in general. In a clear, forcible
style, with abundant citations of facts and fig
ures, the author tells how the farmer reached
his present unsatisfactory condition. Then fol
lows an elaborate discussion of " The VTay out,"
which is the fullest and most authoritative pres
entation of the aims and views of the Farmers'
Alliance that has been published, including full
discussions of the currency, the questions of
interest and mortgages, railroads, the sale of
crops, and other matters of vital consequence.
This book is the only one which attempts to
cover the whole ground, and it is unnecessary
to emphasize its value. It is a compendium of
the facts, figures, and suggestions which the
farmer ought to have at hand.
Tus Farmer's Sidk has just been issued,
and makes a handsome and substantial book
of 2S0 pagos. We have arranged with the pub
lisher. for its sale to our readers at the pub
lishers' price. The book may be obtained at
our office, or we will forward copies to any
ddress, post-paid, on receipt of $1.00 per copy.
Address
ALLIANCE PUB. Co., Lincoln Neb.
H. E. BAILEY,
Wholesale Commission
IviEpci-iANT.
DEALER IN
Butter, Eggs, Poultry,Potato8s
AND
BAILED HAY.
23m6) 1326 U Street, Lincoln, Neb.
ALLEN ROOT GEO. S. BRQWtf,
Stock Agt. Neb. State Fnrmerly Sales
Farmers' Alliance. man A.L.8.C. Co.
Office and Financial M'gr. Salesman.
SKIP YOUR OWN STOCK.
LIVE STOCK
Commission Mernhasts,
Boom 34 Exchange Building,
South Omaha, Nebraska.
Before you ship send for the market.
RFFERKKCES.
First National Bank of Omaha. U-tf
Commercial National Bank. Omaha.
Packers National Bank. Omaha.
Nebraska Savings and Exchange B'k, Omaha.
Central City Bank. Central City, Neb,
PENSION
THE DISABILITY BILL IS A LAW.
Soldiers Disabled Since the War are Entitled.
Dependent widows and parents now depend
ent whc8e sons died Irom effects of army
service are included. If you wish your elain.
speedily and and suecpssfully prosecuted,
Late Commissioner JAMES TANNER
of Pensions. 47-1 y Washington, D. G.
THE PERKINS WIND MILL.
NO DOUBT
SiWi nam.
a tm
THEPEHKINS
T thi Lightest Rnnnlnr
Wind Aim now Made.
I BUY IT I TRY IT I
t(?iwiy5B.Sf 8ueceB in the manurau.
ture of Wind Mills, we have lately made a
complete ehana-o In our mill, all parte being
. ,1, 8ir?nsrer nd better proportioned and a
self lubricant bsfnlna; placed in all boxes to
save the purchaser from climbing hig-h tow
ers to oi lit. The same principal f self g-ov-fJw'!?JSt?L?5iv3ver'
Ptofthe Mill rul.
y WARRANTED, and wia run without mak
ing a noise.
The reputation gained by the Perkins Mil
in t-he past bas induced some unscrupulous
persons to imitate tht mill and even to take
our name and apply it to an inferiormill Be
not deceived, none genuine unless stamped
as below. We manufacture both pumping
and geared mills, tanks pumps etc,, and gen
eral Wind Mill supplies. Good Agents want
ed. Send for catalogue and prices. (Mm
rjSUKINS, WLU MILL ft AX CO.,
.. , , . Mishawaka, lnd.
Mention Farmers' Alliance.
SCIENTIFIC
GRINDING
MILL.
I BEST MILL on Earth.
Safety Bottom
nd Pin Breaker
to nrevent accidents.
KeversiMe, Self-sharpenmg Crmdma Plates.
SKXT OX TRIAL with all o ?.
SAVES 25 to 50 per cent, (rinding Fiwd. Fully
Kunrmntved. tVSend for illustrated Catlor.i8
SuiW SWEEP MILLVr
THE SOOli SlfU. CO., Sringf.eld, Ohio.