Loup City Northwestern
GEO. E. BENSCHOTER, Ed. and Pub.
LOUP CITY, • • NEBRASKA.
The air ship continues to fee a bad
thing for the constitution.
St. Louis proposes to have a “de
cent Midway." Then it wont be a
Midway.
An open winter will be worth sev
eral pounds of concession in the fuel
emergency.
Gustave Dore’s “Hell” is to he
staged. This seems to be getting
pretty low down.
The peanut trust has collapsed.
Its projectors deny, however, that it
was roasted to death.
The Parisian professors are not In
clined to treat the new comet with
ordinary French comity.
Denmark has ordered 128 field guns
and 192 ammunition wagons; look out
for a new world power.
Society item: Mr. John Mitchell is
preparing, after a very busy summer,
to take a well-earned rest.
If President Baer really cares to
know how ho stands with his fellow
citizens let him run for office.
Prince Cupid, candidate for dele
gate to congress in the Hawaiian is
lands, is likely to get plucked.
Consider what the world might have
lost If “the man that ate the first oys
ter" hadn’t happened to like it
Twenty-five women will have racing
stables at Saratoga next season. This
Is worse than smoking cigarettes.
The Missouri Valley Homeopathic
association has solemnly resolved that
kissing is uns&niiaty. So is mince pie.
Isn’t Sir Thomas Lipton rather bold
in hoping to take aw ay something that
J. Pierpont Morgan doesn't want to
ha vo?
Bernhardt is going to act In Ger
many. It is not that she loves “dear
old Germany," but that she needs the
money.
“The effect of a woman’s costume is
very perceptibly influenced by the way
sho dresses her neck”—if she dresses
it at ail.
Susan B. Anthony has just acted as
bridesmaid in Rochester. It is safe
to say that the groom was on his good
henavior.
Showfa M&ha Vajariahvud’a is now
in this country. The Baltimore Amer
ican thinks he was christened by a
hrakeman.
Uncle Russell Sage steadfastly re
fuses to confirm the Wall street ru
mors that he is dead. This pains the
bears very much.
“To-morrow never comes," re
marked the Observer of Events and
Things, “but the day after the night
before always does."
A famous surgeon has closed the
duodenum and attached the jejunum.
YVe knew that would be accomplished
fcy somebody, Eoraetime.
The German government has con
trived to obtain possession of all the
plans of all the French submarine
boats. Lay it on to Dreyfus!
A man who knows says that a meer
schaum pipe needs as much attention
as a woman, which is probably one
reason why there are so many bachel
ors.
Chicago ha3 advanced in art. The
appropriateness of the figure of the
angel Gabriel engraved upon the
Judgment bonds of that city cannot he
Questioned.
Baba Promandand Bharati arrived
at New York last week to spread the
Y ais'anava religion. It would be a
mean trick if somebody should steer
Baba to Zion City.
The gentleman who hurled a beef
steak at the restaurant waiter from
whom he had ordered roast beef un
doubtedly meant to give the servitor a
tip—that he had made an error.
Chicago is still resenting the in
sinuation that Grand Duke Boris’ se
lection of a feminine slipper in that
city as a drinking cup convicts him
of an immoderate thirst.—Washing
ton Star.
A bulletin from the London tail
ors says the stylishly dressed man
now must have a small waist and
padded hips. The man who is ex
pected to cultivate this style already
has padded brains.
A woman is suing in New York to
recover $3,000 damages for the bite
of a pet dog. Half of the sum is to
remunerate her for an uncontrollable
tickling sensation. There are those
who would be tickled to death to get
$1,500.
Sir Henry Irving has a new solu
tion for the “deserted” village prob
lem. Ho proposes to abolish “high
kicking” In the theaters. So that is
why we are becoming overcentralized.
Down with high kicking and restore
the equilibrium!
♦-♦♦ *---<,
THE OLD HERB GATHERER.
v y*
Stiff-jointed. wrlnkleA old and wan.
Once fair perhaps; ah. ine, who knows!
Gliding graceful aa a swan.
Breaking hearts. Ah. me, who knows!
Iler husband died long years ago;
Does she still movrn? Ah, me, who
knows!
Throe children—hendstones In a row— ♦
Has time stilled grief Ah, me, who ♦
knows!
In summer, she roams o'er the hills.
Light heart or heavy? Ah. who knowr!
She gathers herbs to cure all Ills;
Can aught cure heartache? Ah, who
knows!
I
Do scent of lowers and song of birds
Bring comfort to her? Ah. who knows!
Silent and chary of her words—
If depths are stirred. Ah, who knows!
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Mrs. Hyssop's First Boarder.
BY ALBERT J. KLINK.
(Copyright, 1902, by Daily Story Pub. Co.)
The Algonquin was not so preten
tious a hostelry as its name might lead
one to believe. It was a modest two
storied affair, placed well back from
tiie street, and presided over by a
rather spacious example of the gentler
sex, who lived simply and happily un
der the pungent name of Mrs. f.rinl
fred Hyssop. This estimable lady had
been a widow now for two years, dur
ing which time the Algonquin had
been planted, had taken root, and
branched into a cosy, comfortable
boarding house. From its very incep
tion the rooms were always taken, and
the table always held its limit of satis
fied eaters. Mrs. Hyssop was a model
landlady in more senses than one.
She was now sitting enthroned on
the front veranda—enthroned, because
no other word fits so aptly when she
chooses to adorn the front veranda.
“I do believe he’s taking up with
both the girls," was her soliloquy, the
"he” being the boarder who was the
first one domiciled under her humble
roof. “And I wonder which will get
him? My, but it is exciting! Oh, here
comes Fanny now.”
Fanny looked worried as she came
up the steps. She drew a chair up to
Mrs. Hyssop and sat down.
“Are you tired, Fanny?” the latter
asked. “And did you meet with much
success to-day?”
Fanny’s success depended upon dis
posing of gaudy fancywork made by
her own nimble fingers, which, to
judge from her work, numbered more
than the allotted supply of thumbs.
Fanny sighed. Mrs. Hyssop knew
well what this meant.
“It is hard, I know,” she sympa
thized, “to get along in this world.
Especially when one is alone,” she
ended, casting a side glance at the
perturbed Fanny.
Mrs. Hyssop hoped this would tow
Fanny into the matrimonial channel.
And a prologue in this direction did
sprout, for the girl sighed again, and
said:
“1 would lose hope altogether if it
wasn't for—for-”
Fanny's face went red. Then she
said in a stage whisper:
“For Mr. Barnston.”
“Ah!” breathed Mrs. Hyssop, very
much as if she had had a drink of
some refreshing beverage.
“You must have noticed," resumed
Fanny, “that he has been attentive to
me—quite attentive. As I have no
mother, I thought all along that I
would some day come to you, who
have been so very kind to me, and
confide in you and ask your advice.
You know more about Mr. Barnston
than I do. He told me he had been
boarding here for two years.”
“Yes, for two whole years,” put in
Mrs. Hyssop. “Ever since 1 opened
up.”
“You must have had a rare chance
to study him,” Fanny said. "You must
know if he has any—any qualities that
are not—not—good.”
j Mrs. Hyssop sat more erect. She
turned her head to one side pensively.
Fanny now came to the point with
almost superhuman abruptness, ask
ing:
"Do you think I ought to marry him,
Mrs. Hyssop?”
The suddenness with which the
question came made the landlady
wince. Then she beamed upon her fair
boarder.
“Yes,” she began, "Mr. Barnston has
I oeen with me a long time. There have
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Fanny looked worried as she came up
the steps.
been many chances to study him, and
I have taken advantage of them. You
haven’t known him so long as 1 have,
and of course are not bo able to Judge.
I appreciate very much your coming
to me. And taking everything into
consideration, and to make a long
story short, I would advise you not to
marry him under any circumstances.”
A cyclone seemed to strike Fanny
and her fancywork. for both went to
pieces—Fanny on her chair, and the
fancywork on the flcor at her feet.
“Oh, Mrs. Hyssop!” she gasped.
“I know what I am talking about,
Fanny,” the landlady went on. “In
this case no one than myself could
give such intelligent advice."
Mrs. Hyssop talked on. It was a
way she had. She went into details,
explained at almost marvelous length.
And poor Fanny listened.
Finally the landlady halted. Fanny
"Mr. Horton, allow me to introduce
you to my wife.’’
rose from her chair and gathered up
her fancywork.
"Well, what are you going to do
about it?" Mrs. Hyssop asked.
"I’m going to do my best to win Mr*
Barnston.”
“I hope you are not angry with me?"
Mrs. Hyssop asked.
“Oh, no, not in the least,” wa^ the
reply. “I thank you very much for
your advice.”
Two days later Mrs. Hyssop was
again sitting upon the front veranda.
A frail creature in white, with a last
year’s sdilor on and a music-roll in her
lap, sat beside her. Both were gazing
absently across the street.
"I don't see how I shall get through
the summer,” the frail creature said.
"Almost all of my pupils have now
gone to the country to stay for the
summer. I must make a living some
how.”
“You poor dear,” solaced the feeling
widow. “No one knows that better
than I do. When my dear husband
died he left me almost destitute. But
I thought at once of starting a board
ing house, and the first thing I knew
Mr. Barnston-”
The frail creature suddenly raised
her eyes. She was the other girl with
whom Mr. Barnston wras "taking up,”
as his landlady put it.
"Mr. Barnston came, and before long
I got more boarders than 1 could ac
commodate,” ended Mrs. Hyssop.
Again she had set the ball rolling
Barnstonward, and again her hopes
ro~,e, for the frail creature with the
music roll at once plunged headlong
into the subject of Mrs. Hyssop's first
boarder.
“Of course.” she said, “you must
have noticed that Mr. Barnston has
been paying attention to me of late.
He seems to be very nice. He is al
ways so gentlemanly."
“He is indeed,” put in the landlady.
“There have been times,” went on
the girl, “when I felt as if I just must
come to you for advice about Mr.
Barnston. If any one could give it, I
knew you could. Do you think he
would make a good husband?”
Having had experience, this time
Mrs. Hyssop's calm was something to
wonder at.
ucoi x^uuibu, taut: i iccj
deeply the honor you put upon me.
Yes, I have studied Mr. Barnston very
closely for the past two years. And
of late I have noticed that he thinks
very well of you. But Mr. Barnston
is—is—well, Louise, dear, I wouldn’t
marry him if I were you.”
For a moment there was silence on
the front veranda. Then Louise burst
out:
‘‘I believe you are in league with
that cat Fanny. I know you are, just
because she gave you that doiley for
your parlor table. I suppose if I had
things to give to you, you’d say it
waB all right for me to marry Mr.
liarnston. I won’t ask you to tell me
what you have against him, because
you’d make up things. But you just
bet Fanny'll nave a hard race to win.
I From now- on I am going to do my
utmost to cut her out."
• • •
The greatest day in tho Algonquin’s
history dawned bright and clear.
“Just a perfect wedding day,” came
from all sides.
From early morning there was con
stant bustling. Everybody was will
ing and did lend a helping hand. The
boarders could hardly await the com
ing event. The wedding supper was
to be a most sumptuous culmination.
By noon the house began to take on
its decorations. The boaidcrs who
came for their midday meal were loud
In their praises of the excellent taste
manifested. And when evening at
last came and they began to assemble
in the parlor, there was a veritable
buzz of talk about things in general.
Finally the guests had been ushered
in, ail but one, and that one would not
witness the ceremoney. In an upper
room she sat alone at an open win
dow, with a handkerchief to her eyes,
weeping. She could hear the minis
ter’s voice as he made them man and
wife. I^ater, when she heard the hi
larity below, she knew that it was
all over. But she still sat at the win
dow. She saw the carriage drive up
and halt at the stepping-stone. She
heard loud talking out on the side
walk. She saw figures scurrying back
and forth. Then she heard a chorus
of shouts. A moment later the sound
of rice thrown against the carriage,
more shouting, and then the sharp
bang to of the carriage door. Afters
ward the patter of horses’ feet, and
the sound ol’ wheels on the cobble
stones. Then more shouting.
Within the vehicle sat two very hap
py beings. The ride to the station
was short, and when they entered
their train Mr. Barnston was surprised
to see, seated at the other end of the
car, a former chum of his.
Barnston and his bride had hardly
got comfortably seated when his
friend left his seat to go to the smok
er. As ho came abreast of the newly
wedded couple he recognized Barnston
and halted:
"Jove, but ! am glad to see you.”
Barnston Laid, raising and taking his
friend by the hand, “Mr. Horton, allow
me to introduce you to my wife, for
merly Mrs. Winifred Hyssop, cf the Al
gonquin.”
A Mormon Family Reunion.
A Salt Lake City correspondent
sends us a clipping from a Mormon
newspaper describing the family re
union of Grandfather Merrill. This
prolific gentleman, an apostle of,the
Mormon church, is the father of forty
living children, and his living grand
children number 12C. Nearly all of
these honored the occasion with their
presence. The newspaper correspond
ent delicately suggests the harmonious
relations which subsist among the var
ious wives of the patrtiarch. "From
the many expressions of love and es
teem it was evident the kindliest and
best of feeling exist in the hearts of
all members of the family. Many tears
of joy were shed when the different
mothers narrated the experiences of
the early days.” Incidentally one is
reminded by this story of the strange
fact, substantiated by all observers,
that the Mormon women, who have
suffered the most from polygamy, and
gained the least advantage, are the
most fanatical and incurable adher
ents of this abominable doctrine.—
Chicago Standard.
Illustrating the Point.
“You see,” said the young man who
was explaining the mimic war, ‘‘the
attack is carried on the same as in
actual warfare, except that tho mis
siles are only technical. Now, sup
pose that 1 am commanding a brigade
and I should be charged by a regiment
of the enemy-”
“Technically?” asked the young
woman.
‘ Certainly. And suppose they fired
upon us-”
‘Technically?” repeated the young
woman.
"Yes; yes. And I should be en
couraging my men to make a last
stand-”
"Technically?”
"Of course. And I should get In
range of the enemy’s fire, and should
be shot through the brain-”
"Oh,” interrupted the fair damsel,
“I know that would have to be tech
nically, too!”
Reason for Child's Answer.
Bishop Brewster of Connecticut
tells this story illustrative of his
wife’s cleverness. One day they vis
ited a mission school, and In kindly
catechising the children he asked:
“Who is your neighbor?”
A dead silence followed the ques
tion. Finally one little girl raised her
hand and made the most unexpected
and amazing reply, "God.”
On the way home the Bishop said
to his wife:
‘‘Now, what do you suppose that
child had in mind to give such an
answer?”
“I suppose,” replied Mrs. Brew-ster,
“that she was following that rule of
a great many older people, ‘when In
doubt play trumps.’ ’’
was ix inaeea oux a ureami
I dreamed that you kissed me. dear—
Was It Indeed but a dream?
To my heart you lay very near—
And can so much happiness seem?
In the rush of the night you cnme;
My hair was stirred by your breath,
And my blood would have leaped Into
flame
Had my sleep been the slumber of
death.
And when you had kissed me, love,
A rose you laid on my mouth.
Did you think I could traitorous prove?
O one sweet flower of the South!
I thought that your lips still clung
As 1 drank in the rose's perfume;
And a golden censer was swung.
And a glory enfolded the room.
—Charles Henry Webb.
Insanity Ratio In Ohio.
In Ohio one person in each 400 has
been adjudged insane.
Trade of South America.
The trade of all South America is
not equal to that we have with Canada.
THE TIME TO RETIRE
LIFE SHOULD NOT BE ALL A
MONOTONOUS GRIND.
Many Things of More Importance
Than the Piling Up of Dollar*—
Europeans Recognize There la a
Time for Well-Earned Repose.
Why do men toil on and on, long
after they have attained a competency
sufficient to maintain themselves and
families In comfort and even to in
dulge In those luxuries necessary to
complete satisfaction? Who heap up
riche3 to be a cause for dissension
after their death, and of envy, Jeal
ousy, and hypocrisy while they live?
Why not, after having acquired such a
competency, retire from business and
leave the field to others who still need
it? It is more real good to a man
to give him a chance to earn his living
than to bequeath wealth to him. There
Is a need In the world of men yet in
strength and vigor of mind and body
who will devote themselves to cultaro
and the refining arts, to the progress
ar education and philanthropy. Men
have little time to bestow on these
subjects while engaged In hustling for
their dollars. These things are im
portant factors of life and cannot be
brought near to the highest Ideals,
without time and thought bestowed.
The man who has been able to acquire
a comfortable fortuno before old age
will be possessed of certain sterling
qualities needed in the pursuit of ethl
«.t ^1.1_
Why should a man deprive himself
of all enjoyment of society, of litera
ture, of travel, or of some hobby dear
to his heart, just for a weary round of
monotonous work.' Many a man
grown old and gray in work has
scarcely taken time to become ac
quainted with bis own family. Tho
story told of the little girl who asked
her mother who that man was who
came there Sundays contains more of
truth than of fiction. In many fami
lies the father sees the little ones but
a brief half hour at the evening meal
time, or maybe only when asleep in
their beds. They are not risen when
he leaves the home for his place of
business. A little less of hustle and a
little more intimate knowledge of
homo and family interests would tend
more to the best welfare of all. While
money is important, it is not the soli
tary factor of our lives, nor is it the
most important one. The welfare of
the world in general would be better
subserved if a man only knew when
he was rich enough.
The European in his own country
usually knows when to retire from
business and give himself to the en
joyment of a well-earned competency
while he is yet able physically and
mentally to do so. The American
alone knows no time to cease the
strife, and he alone seems unable to
acquire a leisurely repose.—Milwau
kee Journal.
PUT AN END TO THE STORM.
Stage Father's Blindness Forgotten
in Time of Stress.
"Mechanical devices are now made
wonderfully real on the stage,” said
the old stock actor. “It hasn’t been so
many years ago since even the simple
device of depicting a snowstorm was
regarded as an achievement. 1 re
member on one occasion I was out
with a ‘ten, twent, and thirt’ com
pany, playing repertoire, and in one
melodrama—I don’t even now recall
the name, for it was a pirated play—
I took the part of an old man whose
daughter, the heroine, had been ab
ducted. I was supposed to be blind,
and my strong scene was the third
act, when 1 went out into a snowstorm
in search of my daughter. She was
lying in a drift, and as I hobbled
acroEs the stage I kept crying: ‘Me
ehe-ild! where is me che-ild?’ Well,
it was early in the season, and. tho
play was the first attraction at that
theater. The scene painters had been
at work and had dropped several paint
brushes, hammers, and other articles
Into the sheet that held the snow
storm. As the stage hands in the
flies shook the sheets to make the
snow come out a couple of hammers
rame down and just missed me by an
Inch. I was blind, and didn’t dare to
look up, but when a monkey wrench
Just graze 1 my temple I had presence
at mind enough to yell: ‘See yonder
moon! The storm is over!’ The stage
hands took their cue and let up on
me, and the audience never stopped to
question how a blind man could see
Konder moon.”—Philadelphia Record.
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THE LORD GAVE HIM BOTH.
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New Story of Patrick Henry’s Im
mortal Oration.
Three Philadelphians who wero
traveling in the south a few years ago
visited Richmond, Va., among other
places, and, asking as to the use and
purpose of this or that building, were
told in every case that it was s
tobacco factory. An aged negro gave
them the greater part of the informa
tion in one neighborhood; and they,
finally tiring of the monotony of the
reply, pointed to a white frame build
ing on a hill and asked whose tobacco
factory it was. The old fellow
peered very steadily at the building
and then replied:
“Dat, sah, am no fact-ry. Dat am
S’n John’s ’Piscopal church, where
Marse Patrick Henry done get up an
ax de Lawd to gib him liberty or
give him deaf.’ ’
“Well, uncle,” asked one of the trio,
“which did the Lord give him?”
” ’Pears to me, yo’ must, ’ndecd, be
be strangers hareabouts!” he answer
ed. “Else it strike* me, yo’ all know
dat, In due time, de J.awd gabe Wars *
Uenr# bufe.”
———1—I——^
( "Dr. August Koenig's Hambur^^
Breast Tea,” writes Mr. F. Batsch, oM
I Horieon. Wla., "enabled me to get rid
! o! an obstinate cough; we feel very
grateful to the discoverer of this medi
cine."
Cogs Solemnly Burled.
Two elaborately carved tombstones
of white marble were recently placed
over the graves of Naezan and Chlko
San. Japanese spaniels that once were
owned by Miss Daisy Belter. The
dogs died In Washington In April and
were later transferred to the homo
of the Belters at Geneva. 111. There
they were solemnly buried, Joseph
loiter, brother of Miss Belter, reading
verses from Moody’s hymns over the
graves. While the family remained
at Geneva the graves were covered
daily with fresh flowers. The stones
recently erected are costly affairs
and show the highest skill of the
stonecutter’s art.
Austrian Emperor's Birthday.
Emperor Francis Joseph recently cel
ebrated his 72d birthday, and the oc
casion was marked by festivities all
over Austria. The emperor had spent
the day quietly at his summer resi
dence at Ischl in the company of his
two daughters, with their husbands,
and surrounded by bis grandchildren
and great-grandchildren. The emperor
pardoned all persons imprisoned in
Austria for the crime of lese raajestet,
numbering 210.
A Wonderful Pill.
Freedom, Mo., Nov. 3d.—A splendid
remedy has recently been introduced
in this neighborhood. It Is called
Dodd's Kidney Pills and it ha3 cured
Rheumatism right and left. On every
hand may be heard stories of the re
markable recoveries and from what
has been stated already there seems
to be no case of rheumatism that
Dodd’s Kidney Pills will not cure.
One of those who has already tested
the virtue of Dodd's Kidney Pills is
I^atie Anderson of this place, who
says:
“I can’t say enough for Dodd's Kid
ney Pills. They have helped me so
much. I suffered very severely with
rheumatism. Five boxes cured me
completely. They are certainly the
most wonderful medicine I have ever
UBOd.”
Osage county abounds in Just such
cases and if the good work keeps on
there will soon be no rheumatism left
in this part of the state.
When a fat woman tries to be
"cute’’ she should bo lodged In the
funny-head house.
Hives are a terrible torment to the little
folks, amt to some olderones. Easily cured.
Doan's Ointment never fail*, lu-taut re
lief, permanent cure. At uny drug store,
bo cants.
Woman’s Enduring Charms.
A writer in one of the periodicals
cals attention to the fact that women
keep their looks much longer than
thoy did. The woman of forty, even
of fifty, is not so old as the woman
of thirty a few generations back. The
Juliet of today is not fourteen, but
twenty-five at least. Heroines of nov
els of the formerly popular age of
eighteen are now at a premium. The
young woman in a play is never the
canter of interest or sympathy. Gen- ^
erally she is a raw, almost ludicrous
specimen of a silly girlhood, and is
represented as barren of all those at
tractions which the married woman
double her age possesses in dangerous
measure. This particular writer
seems to think that this is a purely
modern development, and it is, to a
great extent, but the young beauty
did not have it all her own way in o!d
times; witness the power of Cleo
patra. The fact that men begin life
so much later—in Nelson’s time boys
went to sea when they had reached
the ripe age of six—accounts in part
for the domination of women who are
no longer young.
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