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glad to havo you along."
"No, sho wont cither," pouted
Carrie. "As if I would spoil all her
fun! No; if I can't have an escort of
my own I'll stay at homo and mend
stockings; and I nover, never will
speak to Capt Logan again. "
Charlio Brown was on tho point of
arguing the matter with his sister,
when the door opened and in walked
"Not gone yet, Carrie? Where is
i don't know," said Carrio, tartly,
and I don't care. Am I Capt Logan's
Will you go with mo?"
Yes, I will, n said Carrie, hor cyos
lighting and shy smile dimpling hor
Of course," said Fred., "I can't
expect to mako myself as agrccablo
as the city captain, but"
The captain, the captain!" cried
Carrie, a little irritably. -"I'm sick
of tho sound of his name. I never
want to see him again. What a nico
new cutter this is, and how easy tho
wolf robes aro'"
Carrio," whispered Fred., as ho
touched up tho horses and felt hor
nestling close to! him, "is it for
"Yes, always," she answered.
'Jerusalem !" said Farmer Kendrick.
It was past 10 o'clock at night, and
the old gentleman had come out' as
usual before retiring to rest, to sea
that tho dumb members of his family
wore all safe and comfortable. "I do
believe that's old John Kendrick's
ghost conio to lifo again, poundin'
like all possessed on tho barn chamber
"It's me-e! It's me-o!" bawled tho
captain. "Unfasten the trap door
and let me out!"
Slowly the farmer lifted tho ladder
to its place. With rheumatic awk
wardness he climbed the creaking
rounds and undid the hook from its
"How in all creation came vou
here?" he' domandod. "Whv. I
thought you was out a-sleigh ridin'
with tho gals.
"It was all tho doincr of that vil
lain, Sam!" gasped tho infuriated caD-
taln, his teeth chattering with min
gled rage and cold. "I won't stand
this sort of thing. I'll leave the
place to-morrow. "
"As you please," said tho farmer.
to whom tho prospect of losing his
guest was not unpleasant. "I'm
dreadful sorry this should have hap
pened, though, and I'll ta,lk seriously
So will I," gnashed the captain.
Til break every bone in his body."
But Sam had taken particular care
to go over to his grandmother's, six
miles across tho snowy fields, to
spend the night, and tho only person
the captain saw was old Mrs. Ken
drick sitting by the kitchen fire.
"You've lost your chance, cap
tain," said sho, good humoredly.
"Dorcas Smith has just gone by on
her way home from the sleighing
party and she says Fred Jones brought
Carrie Brown in his new cutter, and
The captain left next day, and Mrs.
Fred Jones has never seen him since.
And when tho affair came oft Sam got
a piece of wedding cake big enough
to give him tho dyspepsia for a week.
Z. S. Dranson has issued a neat cata
logue giving a description of tho blood
ed Poland Cninas that will bo offered at
hi R.iln tn takn nlafl nt Walnut firovA
Farm near Waverly Neb. Nor. 12, 1892.
Stockmen and breeders should wrlto
for a copy and attend tho sale prepared
to purchase some representative stock
from this very choice herd. Soe adv.
in our columns.
I offer my farm of 200 acres, two and
a quarter miles north of Wahoo, for
sale. A good two story house, four
room9 down stairs, three np, pantry
and three clothes presses, a goodceUar
18x28; six acroi of bearing orchard and
plenty of small fruit; two wells, one
wind mill, torso barn 30x30, room for
fifteen or twenty tons of hay: ca'tlo
shed 82 ft. room for 44 ton9 of hay,
with stone foundation. Many other
improvements. Terms, one half cash
down or all, or to suit purchaser. $40
per acre. II. II. Vebrell.
22tf Wahoo, Nob.
Round trips to to tho Pacific Coast.
Short trips to tho Mountain Resorts
Yellowstone National Parkthe most
wonderful spot on this continent.
Puget Sound, tho Mediterranean of
tho Pacific coast.
And ail reached via the Union Pacific
System. For detailed information call
J. T. Mastin, C. T. A., 1044 O St.,
E. B. SLOSSONr Gen. Agt..
Jennings' hotel of Omaha is the only
"People's party hotel." Remember
this when visiting that city. 13tf
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Van. Morehead carried
away fifteen premiums on
his poultry from the Boono
County Fair last week.
300 choico young chicks
or sale at Albion, Neb.
Enclose stamp for roply.
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St. Louis, Mo.
My life is full of seemed fruits,
My garden blooms with stocks and
Yet o'er the wall my fancy 6hcots,
t And hankers alter harsher loves.
Ah! why my foolish heart repines
Was I not housed within a waste!
These velvet flowers and syrup vines
QAre 6weet, but are not to my tasto.
A howling moor, a wattled hut,
A piercing smoke of sodden peat,
The savor of a russet nut,
Would make my weary pulses beat.
I) stupid brain that blindly swerves !
O heart that strives not, nor endures!
Since flowers are hardships to your nerves,
Thank heaven a garden-lot is yours!
Edmund Gosse, in the Athenxnra.
She was very pretty, this bright
eyed New England damsel. Fred
Jones had loved her ever since they
wore children together, and Captain
Logan, who had come down to spend
a few weeks with his cousins, the
Kendricks, had become so fond of thoso
bright blue eyes and golden hair that
he prolonged his visit.
'Ton my word, she's a regular
beauy," said tho captain staring
through the tiny window panes at the
retreating figure ot Miss Brown.
Fred Jones looked quickly up at
him, as if he would have liked to
knock him over in the fireplace, but
he refrained from any such demonstra
tion. "A beauty,1' went on the captain,
"and it's a thousand pities sho should
bo wasted on any of the country
bumpkins who vegetate among these
wildernesses. Sam, you young villain,
are those boots of mine blacked yet?"
Farmer Kendrick's hired boy, who
had just come in to warm his purple
hands at the merry red blaze, looked
'No, they ain't," said Sara., crossly.
"Well, what's tho reason?"
"'Cause I ain't 'ad time."
'See you find time, then, and that
quick, too," said th9 captain. And
Sam glowered after him as ho went
gaily up the stairs.
"Just wish I had the firin' of him
out," said the boy, gloomily. "It's
Sam. do this,' and 'Sam. dotnat'and
'Sam., where's the warm water?' and
Sam., what the deuce do you mean by
lettin' my fire go out?' and not a red
cent has he guv me yet no. nor so
much as a pleasant word. I wonder
if he means to stay here always."
Tho next night came a perfect
night lor sleighing expeditions and
rustic love-making, tho roads hard
and well packed and a glorious moon
shining down whitely, as if a rain of
silver were deluging the whole world.
"Couldn't be bolter weather, " said
the captain. "Sam., where are the
-Dunno, " said Sam. There's them
old jinglers in the garret that used to
belong to Deacon Joe Kendrick that
was in tho Revolutionary war. and
there's the two cow-bells that Mary
Jane might scour up with ashe3 "
"Pshaw!" said the Captain. "Do
you take mo for Rip Van Winkle?
There's a pretty little string some
where, for I saw them when Mrs.
Kendrick went out day before yester
day." "I hain't been nothin' on 'em, " said
'Come, come, Sara, don't mako
yourself out any stupider than you be
by nature," said the farmer, laughing
nevertheless, for the captain's airs
were fast wearing oat his welcome,
and ho secre'ly sympathized with the
much abused Sam.
, "I guess they're out in the bara
chamber. You better go with him,
captain, if you expect to find 'em
our Sam's dreadful thick-headed when
he chooses to be."
. 'Come along, my fine fellow," said
the captain, collaring Sam, and march
ing him off in the direction of the old
rribarn. "Wo don't need any lan-.
tern in this moonlight; that is one
Where are the stairs?" demanded
tho captain as they entered the barn.
Ain't none," said Sam, "it's a lad
Up with you, then," said Logan,
but Sam shrunk back.
"I wouldn't not for $50," said Sam.
Old John Kendrick hanged himself
from the middle beam fourteen years
ago, and folks say ho stands up there
with a rope round his neck every
"Stuff and nonsense!' cried tho
captain in accents of contempt "You
cowardly lout slay where you are,
then, and I'll go myself."
Ho sprang lightly up tho rounds of
tho ladder and disappeared through
tho trap door,
Where is it?" he called.
-The ghost? Right under the mid
dle beam by the windy was the placo
"Blockhead! I mean the string of
"Look for 'em yourself," said Sam,
6ulkily. "1 don't know where they
be, and what's more, I don't care."
Til settle with you, my fine follow,
when I come down," said the captain,
threateningly, as he groped about in
the dim light which came through a
cobweb-draped window at oither end
of the barn chamber.
"Don't hurry yourself, cap'n," re
joined Sam, in a jeering tono.
As the captain plunged into a dark
corner there was a jinglo and the
string of bells suspended from a nail,
hit him directly on the neck, so like
the grasp of death-cold fingers that he
could not but start
"Oh!" said the captain nervously,
"Here they are. Catch 'em Sam!
Hallo! Where's the trap door?"
And it took the worthy captain
fully sixty seconds or moro to realize
that the trap door was closed and
fastened on the lower side. He
rushed to the window and threw it up
only to see Sam speeding up the hill.
"Hal-lo-o-a!" yelled Capt Losran.
"Come back, you scoundrel! you 11-
conditioned lout! you imp of evil!"
Sam turned around and executed
that peculiar gyration of the fingers in
connection with the nasal organ,
which is supposed to express the ex
tremity of scorn.
"You'll find the ladder on tho barn
floor, cap'n, " hooted this young rebel,
"an' don't be afraid of the ghost; it's
very harmless if you let it alone."
"Rut, Sam Sam, comeback! I'm
to bo at Mr. Brown's at 7:30. "
"Don't worry!" bawled Sam. ' 'Miss
Carrio won't wait long before Mr.
Fred'll be on hand."
The captain danced up and down on
the floor in an ecstasy of rage as Sam.
disappeared over the crest of the hill.
He knew very well if he possessed the
lungs of Boreas he could make no one
Ho sat shivering down on tho hay,
starting nervously at tho sound of
horses' feet below, and thinking how
disagreeably a bar of moonlight which
streamed down from a crack in the
roof, resembled a tall, whito figure
standing under tho center beam. He
could almost fancy the rope round its
neck. 1'shaw! And the captain jumped
up again, with starting d&w on his
temples, even in the freezing atmos
phere of the barn chamber.
"What is to bo done?" he asked
himself. And echo, if echo had had
any common sense, would have an
swered: "Just notbmgat all!"
Sam. had outwitted him. And pret
ty Carrie and Fred Jones, with his red
cutter and great- chestnut-colored
horso! The captain was wild at the
thought surely ho was vanquished.
"I won't wait another minute for
him," said Carrio Brown, coloring up,
with the tears in her blue eyes. "Go
on, girls, I shall spend the evening ac
"Thcro's plenty of room for you
in our sleigh, Carrie," coaxed her
brother. "Bessie Andrew will be
Endowment Order That Won't Last.
Mrs. Hicks Do you and your hus
band belong to one of the mutual so
cieties? Mra Dix No; what gave you that
Mrs. Hicks Husband said he
thought you were charter members of
a mutual admiration society. New
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