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VOLUME X.
HARKISQN, NEBRASKA THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 18, 1897.
NUMBER 24.
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GOUNTY
J'OURNALo
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His works and name shall ever live
Till chaos rules the earth;
Let every patriot hail the day
That celebrates his birth.
L IfetcfielvStff.,
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"Please, tnn'ps. will 'oo (ell me." asked a
tun 1 1 but thoughtful youth,
"Why U a little bau-bet cailcil symbol of
the truth?"
"Why. in't you know?" wild grandpa. Ut
ile Iinhliy shook bin heail.
"1 tooly don't," tH'-fwiwerei. "Then you
ought to." grandpa wild
AH ready
hp rontlnticd, taking Hobby cm
bin knee,
"It's roIuk to be a atory, and you're
lite
awake, I 'f.
Once on a time a little boy of just about
your lift
Received a little hatrbet from hla father
for a gift "
"Oh, what a funny present," thoughtful
Bobby cried, "Suppose
That boy had rbomied hla flngera oft and
bloodied nil hla clothes:
1 daaa hla foolish papa then would cry a lot
I ay!
Why didn't that boy'a mamma take the
hatchet right away?"
"IVrhapa ah didn't know It," grandpa
laughed; "at any rata
.Next m..rnlng bright and early rose that
little boy elate,
To try hla little hatchet; In bla father's gar
den he
Displayed hla aklll by rutting dowa a favor
ite cherry tree.
'A eberry tr7" cried Ftobby. "Weren't
any woods around?
Why, cherrlea are the goodest things to eat
I erer found;
I desa that little (ellow wasn't smart a bit.
like me
Kay, Itan'pa! lo you fink I'd kill a lovely
cherry tree?'
"Of course you wouldu't, Bobby; you're too
fund of things to rat;
But, Just for fun, auppoae yott did, and then
had chanced to meet
Tour father In the garden, and he aternly
aaken you who
Cut down lila favorite cherry tree. Now, tell
me what you'd do."
"Well. Oan'pal let me link. If I cut dowa
hla cherry Ire
A no papa came and caught nie with the
hatchet, wouldn't he
Know certain aure I did It? If I told a story,
why
He'd whip me twice ss bsrd, you know, for
telllug him lie.
"But If I looked real sorry snd I didn't skip,
sud aald,
'Dear pop! forgive poor (lobby, who cut
down your tree;' Instesd
Of getting any whipping wouldn't papa say,
'My son!
Beraoae you didn't tell a lie, no whipping
will be doner "
"Ahem!" aald Grandpa, startled by the wis
dom of the tot,
"That's Just the thing that happened In the
atory. Now on trot
Away to bed, and say your prayers before
roa cloae yoar eye.
Aa4 areata about the whipping, bad bora
get for telling Ilea."
-Detroit rrea I'reaa.
Waafalaftoa'e GrswUest Glory.
The traascendtnt glory of Washlnfton
a ft solflar la that bn tb war wss end
si h tsmaiUias' kit vIstorsMi sad stain-
lens sword to the civil authority. Foi
eight long years he had carried thai
great trust without salary or pecuniary
compensation of any kind, never but once
seeing his beloved Mount Vernon. A pli
ant army, smarting under grievances,
would have tnndo him king or dictator. He
crushed the very suggestion with Indig
nant rebuke. Cromwell and Napoleon,
after successful revolutions, had held on
to power. There is hardly another case
in history where, tinder like circum
stances, K.wer linn been voluntarily sur
rendered. Washington set for nil suc
cessful generals, in all ages after him, a
noble and immortal cxnmplo, when he
nought out that weak and migratory con
gress at Annapolis and in such dignified
and manly words as these closed his im
pressive speech of resignation:
"Having now finished the work assign
ed me, I retire from the great theater of
action, and bidding an affectionate fare
well to this august body, under whose
orders I havp so long acted, I here offer
my commission and take my leave of all
the employments of public life."
WASHINGTON'S COACH,
It la Now a Knout for Chicken in an
Old Item in New York.
Washington's roach, in which the fath
er of his country rode to his inauguration
and which should be treasured as a pre
cious relic, is now rusting away In an old
stable In New York, serving as a roost
for chickens snd a catch-all for discarded
things usually thrown into garrets. A
few yenrs ago this coach was purchased
for fS,.ViO, but to-day It is virtually neg.
lected.
With what delight, says the New York
Tress in commenting on this, would the
r rench take this graceful relic and array
WASHINGTON'S MISl'SKD COACH.
It in the Mimee do Clnny beside the Na
poleon carriages guarded so reverently!
Nuiio would esteem it better as a public
possession than the Hwiss or Tyroleans,
who have his xirtralt and that of Abra
ham Lincoln In honored places on the
walls of their homes. His appeal is as
strong as thai of the other who "timd
way for liberty" brave Arnold Winkel
rie.l. And wouldn't the Italiana like to
wheel it Into the great armory at Turin
It would look Interesting beside the stuff,
ed akin of the bora that carried the hero
of Marengo, and the picturesque accoutre
ments of (Jarlbaldi. Here In New York
It la falling away with neglect.
If all men knew what the say of one
another, there would not be four friends
In the world. This auoeavrs by the aaar-
rela which are aomstusaa caused by lm
dlscpast reports.
r'V.t af a U 'iRCAVJ jawin I'ir,
FROM the Mowrle house one saw
a stretch of rugged, wooded
country, with a slender looking
rallrttud bridge spanning the gorge be
tween two hill. The top" of the l!''
pine trees, which crew down in the
valley below the cliffs, reached neatly
to the rails of the bridge, and it wi
a thrilling sight to see the train crawl
along In the air over the tree-tops, twist
about like a serpent, and Uieu thunder
down the slope on the left side of the
ridge.
Hut tin- pausing trains had another
interest for I he young Mowrle be
sides this picturesque one. Now and
then a passenger threw a newspaper
out of the w indow, anil to Alvlrt : nd
little lame Hiram such tt "find" waa
always, acceptable.
Since her mother's death the house
hold duties iiml tin- care of Hiram had
devolved on Alvira, preventing; her
from taking advantage of the abort
school term. Mr, Mowrle waa employ
ed on one of the river boats, and his
trips often compelled him to remain
away from home for three or four
weeks at a time.
The Mowries did not own a farm.
Their place was a scrubby half-acre on
tile top of the cliff, and their house a
mere but of unhewn logs with two
little loft chambers above the single
downstair room.
To the newspapers thrown from the
passing trains Alvira and Hiram were
much Indebted for what they knew
of the world beyond the cliffs, and the
village of Cresswell, about four miles
distant. How they enjoyed the stories
that occasionally' fell into their hands!
When these were of this "continued"
kind they- would amuse themselves
Imagining the conclusions.
At present the atory that Interested
them most was one about a lame boy.
who had seemed to be in a fair way of
gelling well when the story broke off
In the la text number of the paper.
"Say, Ylry." Iliram would sometimes
(ink with a wistful look on his face, "do
you s'posc that lame boy ever got
well?"
"Yes. I thought it was working round
that way, Hiram," Alvira would an
swer hopefully.
Hiram's lameness was the result of a
full over the rocks at the railroad
bridge, ami the village doctor bad pro
nounced li Incurable, The knee was
bent at nn tingle, and the boy could
move ubout only on crutches.
One summer afternoon, as the sound
of the locomotive's whistle echoed In
the distance, Alvira came Into the
house with a single page of a newspa
per In her band. It had evidently held
some one's luncheon, but Alvira brush
ed away tho crumbs carefully and
smoothed out the wrinkles.
"I guess, Hiram," she said In her
motherly vfity, glancing over Hie pre
cious bit of paper, "you'll find two or
three whole pieces here, and some ad
vertisements'." The boy took the bit of newspaper
i mm ins Misters imi tin, ami was soon
quietly absorbing Its contents. Mean
while, Alvira labored over a garment
that she was trying to cut and fashion
without any pattern. She was n tall,
strong looking; girl of 17, straight as an
arrow, and pretty In spite of her Ill
fitting clothes. Presently Hiram broke
out with a cry of delight:
"O, Vlryl Hurrah?'
"What Is It, Hiram?" asked Alvlru
eagerly, dropping her scissors with a
rattling noise, "It isn't the continuation
of that story about the lame boy, Is it ?"
"It's belter than that, Vlry! Just
look! Here's a piece about a real doc.
tor that cured a real boy! O, Vlry, If
I could only get well!"
w Ith a great hope stirring In her
heart, Alvlru took the page and pro
ceeded to rend the article that Hiram
hud isilnted out. It was entitled "A
Triumph of Modern Surgery," and It
detailed how a certain Dr. Del more
bad performed successfully n. difficult
and dangerous operation on a lame
child.
"Why, this Is the best thing I ever
heard of, Hirnm," she aald delighted
ly, when she had finished reading.
"I'm gol'iK "IkI1 away to Mrs. Oap
ner'a to ask her about this Dr. Del
more. I guess Mm. Capner'U know."
And ahe put away her sewing hastily,
and set forth without delay. The Cap
ner house was situated on the other
side of ths woods, shout half way be
tween the Mowrle touse and Crsss
wcll, Alvira had great respect for
Mrs. Capner and for her opinions.
When aba waa In perplexity about any
thing It waa always to Mrs. Cmpnsr
that ah want.
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She found her neighbor seated on
the back. porch, and she at once opened
up the" subject of her errand. Mrs.
t'apner was not a little surprised. She
supposed that the girl had come to
liorrow something, for now and then
Alvira asked for the loan of an "easy
pattern," or for the weekly paper that
Mrs. Capner subscribed for.
"Have I ever heard of Dr. Dclmore?"
tiie woman repeated. "Why, he's that
high-toned doctor from the city that
tile Itaineses got to set their Jack's
arm when It was broken so bad! I5ut
sit down. Alvira, and make yourself
a i home."
Alvira sat down on the edge of the
chair that Mrs. Capner had placed for
her. Her cheeks were red from run
ning, and her eyes were brilllunt and
eager as she continued:
"Mrs. Capner, does Dr. Delmore
charge high? You see, I wts thinking
of getting him to look at Hiram's leg."
"(toml gracious, Ivlni Mowrle!"
cried Mrs. Capuer. "you don't know
what you are saying! Dr. Delmore!
why, you might as well make a tea
party and Invite Queen Victoria! All
tiie money you could get for your place
on the cliff wouldn't begin to pay Dr.
Dclniore's bill!"
Alvira felt a sudden sinking lu her
heart, The color left her cheeks as
she gazed Into her neighbor's! eyes in a
puxzled, helpless way. Meanwhile, the
woman thought that the girt ell her did
not believe her, or that tlii! was too
stupid and ignorant to understand.
"Why," she went on, trying to make
things plainer, "Dr. Delmore charged
Mr. Haines $1,MK for the setting of
Jack's arm! Of course he had to come
a long distance, and It was a very hard
case. The village doctor said the arm
would have to lie amputated; it w.is
broken In three places', you know. Km
they say It's as well as the other one
now."
ALVIRA AND THE DOCTOR'S RUNAWAY HORSE.
"I'd be willing to live on bread and
water ail my life If Illrum could onlv
be cured," sighed Alvira, sorrowfully.
Mrs. Capner was not a little touched.
"I only wish I knew how to help you.
Hut $1,0K)! That's almost a fortune!
And I believe Dr. Delmore would not
even look at Hiram's leg for less. Why.
he travels around with a man-servant
nil rigged out In brass buttons like a
soldier. You'd better not bother about
such a swell doctor, girl. Anyhow,
Hiram's leg hns bad Its crookedness
for two years and more, and I doubt
whether even Dr. Delmore could cure
him."
Alvira rose to go home.
"Thank you for telling me tho truth,
Mrs. Capner," she said. "Oood-by."
"How shall 1 tell pcsir little Iliram
tills?" she moaned to herself, as she
tramped through the woods.
The sun was sinking behind a moun
tain peak when she reached home. Hi
ram wat sitting on the doorstep.
"Hurrah, Vlry!" be called tint joyful
ly, when he caught sight of bis sister.
"Am I going to walk like other boys?"
He held up his crutch, laughing as sili
ca me near. "Is It. good-by to this,
Vlrv?"
A..vlra could not look at the glad lit
tle face. She did not speak until she
had taken a wat beside her brother on
the doorstep. Theu she said, very
gra vely :
"Look here, 1 1 Irani. Once you said
you wanted to 1m- well so that you could
do brave things. Perhaps It's ordered
that you'll have to lie brave In another
way brave to bear Instead of brave to
do."
Hiram understood. Ills sharp little
festures grew pale In the twilight; hut
not a complaint, not a cry, not even a
sigh escaped his lips.
Alvira and Hiram did not talk any
mors about Dr. Delmore, but the girl
did not cease to think of him. While
ngara plucked the wild
blackberries that grew In the woods
and the thickets, her brain was busy
with devices for reaching the greit
man. Sometimes one might have seen
her computing a "sum" that was not
in the arithmetic with a stumpy lead
pencil on the margin of a newspaper.
She never finished this sura quite to her
satisfaction, but she often looked -ip
from her work with a hopeful expres
sion, saying something like this:
"If he'd only wait, I guess I could
get the whole thousand paid up in afc"
forty years."
One afternoon when Alvira was
picking lorries a few rods from the far
end of the railroad bridge, on the brow
of the hill opposite to their house, she
beard the sharp clatter of horse-hoofs
on the stony road leading past the
bridge.
The sound became more and more
distinct, until presently the girl caught
sight of a runaway horse dragging a
carriage. Evidently the rider had been
thrown from his seat, and the occu
pant of the vehicle was powerless to
help himself.
Alvira had bad some experience with
horses, for site often drove Mrs. Cap
ner to and from C'resswell, and some
times she assisted Mr. Capuer with bin
farm work. Besides, she was fearless.
In a moment she bad taken off her leg
sunbonnet, and was letting our the
"drawstring." She stood on the em
bankment side of the road as the horse
came dowu the grade. A plan had oc
curred to her. one that she had heard
of.
"It's the only thing to lie done," she
thought, as, a few seconds later, she
sprung as close as she dared to th-' Hy
ing horse, and deftly threw the bonnet
over his head.
The "blind" acted as Alvira thought
it would. The frightened horse leaped
to the other side of the road and tried
to shake off the unexpected obstruction
to his vision.
Alvira had just grasped the bridle
when the door of the carriage opet'ed.
and a well-dressed man 'came out ai:d
hurried to her relief.
"Thank you very much," he said In a
grateful, pleasant voice. "You did a
very brave thing, and doubtless saved
me from an accident."
"I was afraid the horse would reach
the bridge and plunge through," said
Alvlru as she stood beside the panting
animal and stroked Its neck. "I guess
you may trust, me to mind him if yon
want to huut up the driver."
"Thank you again," said tho man.
"Hut 1 know the coachman is not hurt,
for 1 saw him pick himself up and run
nfter the carriage. He will, I think, be
here in a few minutes. In the mean
time let me learn your name, and be
permllted to reward' you, In a measure,
for what you have done for me."
Hy this time the horse was standing
quietly, needing no one at the bridle.
As the gentleman spoke, he produced
his pocket iKKik and handed Alvira :i
gold coin.
"Don't hesitate to take it. Never was
money better earned or more freely
offered," he urged.
Alvira had drawn liack a little, as If
frightened by the offer of the reward.
All her native instincts were opposed
to accepting money for a service of
this kind. But. there was also wilh'n
her nnother thought, striving against
those feelings. Should she not snci'itt-e
her pride for Hiram's sake?
"1 'lease titke the money," insisted the
gentleman, kindly.
"My name Is Alvira Mowrle," slio
sulci, throwing her head up proudly.
"Only for Hiram 1 would not think of
taking a reward. Hut my little brother
Is lame nnd I want to raise $1,00(1 to
pay a doctor for straightening his leg.
I have $,il!0 now, and $20, you see,
would go a good ways towards mak
ing up the bill If I could only think It
right to take it!"
"indeed!" said the gentleman, look
ing greutly Interested. "And may 1
ask who Is the doctor you wish to en
gage?" "Dr. Delmore tho one that set Jaeg
Haines' arm," said Alvira.
The gentleman smiled as If he were
both amused snd pleased.
"My dear young Isdy," he aald, "I
am Dr. Delmore, and. If yon llko, we
will settle this obligation wltboot any
transfer of money. I will bs glad to
do all I can for your brother, In consid
eration of what you bars dono for ma. '
Alvira praassd bar bands togvUwr
with a little cry of delight, and the doo
tor never forgot the look of gratitude
with which she regarded him.
The coachman came down the rood
presently and resumed charge of tha
horse and carriage. The doctor was on
bis way to Cresswell to visit one of his
patients. On his return lie called at
the Mowrie house and saw Hiram, n
did not say that the Injured leg could
be straightened; but he told Alvira to
write to her father for permission to
hsve her brother taken to a hospital In
the city for treatment.
This Alvira did. Mr. Movrie's sp
proval came in the next mail, and In a
few days Hiram, accompanied by Dr.
Di hnore. made the journey to the city.
One day Alvira, who was alone In the
little house on the cliff, received from
her brother the following letter:
My Dear Brave Vlry:
Dr. Delmore says I am going to get
well; and he says, too, that some so
ciety is going to give you a gold medal.
It has been in the newspapers that you
stopped a runaway horse with ;i sun
bonnet. 1 have the piece cut out and
put away. It is a splendid piece. It
culls you a heroine, and that is what
you are. Viry. HIRAM.
A Suggestive Jtesponse.
1'nconseious harmony between ser
mon and response was too much for
the Rev. Simon J. McPhersou yester-
day morning. He preached on "Hell"
In the Second Presbyterian Church,
but found the response selected by the
innocent organist was altogether too
appropriate. The hymn was changed,
but not before the air had been played,
to an accompaniment of a broad grin
on the face of every one present. Dr.
Mcl'herson does not consult, with the
organist. A. Y. McCarrell, as to the ser
mon he Intends to preach on Sundays.
Mr. McCarrell does not worry th1 pas
tor about the hymns he selects for the
worshippers to sing. Both trust pach
other implicitly, but in future Dr. Mc
Piiei sou will look over the list of hymns
before he goes into the pulpit. Dr. Mc
PUerson preached on "Hell," and pic
tured in burning words the terrors
awaiting the unrepentant wicked In
the next world. His sermon made a
deep impression on the congregation.
At the conclusion of the discourse tho
pastor usually announces the hymn
to be sung as a response. The organ
ist had not known the subject of the'
sermon when he selected the resiKvnse,
and thought no more about It after he
had complied his list of hymns. 1
The pastor fumbled with fhe list
coughed, and looked a trifle embarrass
ed. The organist began to play the
air pianissimo, and a broad grin spread-
over every face. Dr. McPherson look-'
ed nppeallugly upward to the organ
ist, and then turned over the leaves
of the hyninbnok with desperate, eager
ness. Mr. McCarrell left his pipe and
hurried down to the pastor.
"We must change that response,"
whispered the pastor.
"Why?" asked the organist, Inno
cently. '
"I have been-preaching on Tlell.' "
said Dr. McPhersou, "and the response,
you have chosen is 'What Must It Be
to IV There?' We cannot have that."
Even the solemn organist grinned as
be climbed to the organ and started
up "Art Thou Weary?"-- Chicago
Times-Herald.
Uses of l-'rtiit.
I have eaten apples all my life, but
never learned how to make the best
use of them till last winter, writes a
correspondent to American Gardening.
Now we eat apples half an hour before
breakfast and dinner instead of after
ward. ... i
The action of the acid is thou admir
able in aiding digestion, while if eaten,
n'r."" meals the apple is likely to prove
a burden.
We follow the sf.me line in using
grapes, pears, cherries and berries. If
disturbed by a headache or dyspepsia
in summer, I climb a cherry-tree and
eat all I can reach and relish.
In order to have cherries all sum-'
mer, I cover a dozen trees with mosquito-netting
to keep ofT the birds, t
Currants and gooseberries I find very
wholes.mie eaten raw from the bushes
before going to the dinlng-table. Na-!
ture has prepared a large amount of
food already cooked, exactly fitted for
all demands of the human system.
I am by no means a vegetarian or a
fruitarian, but I tun convinced that we
have not yet measured the value of
fruit, as a diet, with milk, eggs and
vegetables.
Japanese Women.
Everybody smokes In Japan. The
pipes hold a little wad of fine cut to
bacco as big us a pea. It is fired, and
the smoker takes a long whiff, blow
ing the smoke In u cloud from tbs
mouth and nose. The ladies have pipes
with longer stems than the men, and
If one of them wishes to show ft gentle
man a special mark of favor she lights
her pipe, takes half a whiff, hands It
to him and lets him finish the whiff. '
Horseshoes of Paper.
It Is said that the horse of Oermaa
cavalry regiments arv to- be entirely;
shod with paper shoes, recent txpert-l
ments ss to their durability and light-i
ness having proved very satisfactory. J
It la always the man of whom MaW
body expects such a tntag, whs drcfw'
ersrythtnf tad runs.
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