Leup City Northwestern GEO. E. BENSCHOTER, Ed. and Pub. LOUP CITY, - - NEBRASKA. No man's Ignorance ever prevented him from giving advice. Happy the man who has a boy who wants to be taken to the circus. At some period of his career every mar. carries something in his pocket for luck. Chauncey Depew is living evidence that matrimony is not a cure for rheu matism. Great Britain will have to send its young men to take a few lessons in yacht-building. At no time does a man have a great er respect for womankind than when his daughter gives him points on the way to hold her baby. Vice Consul Magelsscn probably never expected to get headlines that were half as big or black. If money ceased to bring one the applause of one's fellows it would lose one of its chiefest attractions. Recent portraits of Pitcher Rube Waddell seem to justify the action of the Philadelphia club in releasing him. If he could borrow a Yankee crow and a Yankee yacht builder Sir Thomas might be tempted to try again. ' The genius that devised the wire less telegraph will find a way to keep the messages from being “pied" w hile in the air. Newport society is now going to em ploy minstrels to amuse it. Even monkeys, tigers and donkeys begin to pall after awhile. How time does fly! The young jockey who rode the winner of the groat Futurity race at Sheepshead bay is named Grover Cleveland Fuller. Sir Thomas Lipton’s pursuit of the cup is proof that the race for dollars ,is not the only incentive of life. One may race to lose ’em and have lots of fun. The price of coal is not likely to go any higher because it is now sat isfactory to the producers. Of course the consumers have nothing to say about it. The zebrula is to replace the army mule because it is immune to the bite of the tsetso fly. But has the zebrula entered the ring yet with the Jersey mosquito? •1 ----f The two-minute trotting horse is here, and yet whenever the average man wants to express record-breaking speeds he sa^s, for instance, "He was going it 2:40.” In the course of instruction at the projected college of Journalism the functions of that useful animal, the office cat, should be clearly and ac curately defined. When a rich old man marries a young wife and expects her to keep his memory green later on he is the victim of a home-made green goods game.—Chicago News. The runaway marriage of Lillian Russell's daughter has served among other things to recall the inquiry once made by a perplexed philosopher: ‘ Why do people marry Lillian Rus sell?'’ Kerosene oil has risen again. The consumers might play even by going back to tallow candles were it not for the melancholy fact that the packinghouse comblue has the tallow cornered. Manager Robert Grau certainly has courage of two kinda to offer to Mme. Mary Anderson de Navarro >225,000 for a series of 150 readings in the United States, from Shakspere and other poets. A boy is never so happy as when the family is moving and he can walk through the streets to his new house wearing a chair on his head. That's the only way most boys can sit on a chair. Two more American heiresses, Miss May Goelet and Miss Gladys Deacon, are to become the wives of English dukes in the near future. It’s simply wonderful how the supply of English dukes holds out. Tho Berlin royal academy is aston ished at the mental force of Prof. Mommsen, the historian, who recently lead a paper on the inscriptions found among the ruins of Baalbek. Syria— and yet he is only 76 years old. Stock in the company that is to publish the new women's paper in New York is now ofTered to the pub lic. Have you any money that it would not Inconvenience you to lose? We note the headline, “Cop Went on a Tear,’’ in the New York Sun— which used to be noted for its correct, though always vigorous, English. Ever remark, asks the Atchison Globe, that those who become noted In the world are hard-working people? Well, there’s Harry Lehr. A FISH STORY NOT FOR HOME CONSUMPTION. Editor Gave Advice That Was Pretty Hard to Follow. Frank A. Vanderlip, now one of the vice presidents of the National City hank of New York, the great Rocke feller stronghold, was financial editor of the Chicago Tribune in 1892 and 1893—a hard working newspaper man, dependent on his salary. Those w'ere panic times. Ranks were failing every day. Joseph Medili, the editor of the Tribune, was in southern California. He was much exercised over the situation ami was in close touch with the office, con stantly advising conservatism and op timism in the newspaper reports. Vanderlip. by close economy and some minor investments, had saved $800. It was all he had. One day the bank failed in which he had de posited his little nest egg. He went despondently to his desk. The world looked black to hina. It was a bard blow'. A messenger boy came in with a telegram. Vanderlip signed for it mechanically—his thoughts were on his lost $800. He tore open the en velope. The telegram was from Mr. Medili, It read: “Take a cheerful view of the situation.”-—Saturday Evening Post. He Told the Truth. A New England farmer sold a pair of oxen to a brother farmer, who in quired before purchasing if they were "breaehy.” “They’ve never bothered me,” answered the farmer. The pur chase was concluded, but in a few days the purchaser had suffered con siderable damage to his fences from these same oxen. Indignant, he con fronted the man who sold them. ”1 asked you if they were ‘breaehy,’ ” he exclaimed, “and you said they’d never bothered you.” “Well,” an swered the other man, "I never allow that kind of thing to bother me.” South Sea Islander's Prayer. A South Sea islander, at the close of a religious meeting, offered the following prayer: “O God, we are about to go to our respective homes. Let not the words we have heard be like the flue clothes we wear, soon to be taken off and folded up in a box till another Sabbath comes round. Rather let Thy truth be like the tattoo on our bodies—inefaceable till death.”—Carlton’s Magazine. RATHER A NEAT COMPLIMENT. Cowboy's Pretty Speech to Young Lady He Admired. At a party given last winter out West, says an exchange, was a bash ful cowboy who had not been in civil ized society for several years. He was a good-looking fellow, and one of the young ladies present kindly took an interest in him and tried to make him feel at ease. He fell desperately in love at once, and the hostess, no ticing this, encouraged him all she could. On leaving the house the young lady who had taken a friendly interest in the cowboy forgot her over shoes, and the hostess told the young Lochinvar from the plains that he might return them to the girl if he wished. The herder leaped at the chance, and presented himself in due time at the young lady's house. She was surprised to see him, but greeted him cordially'. “You forgot your overshoes last night," awkwardly handing her the package. She thanked him and opened it. “Why, there's only one overshoe here!" she exclaimed. “Yes, Miss X,” said the blushing cowboy earnestly. I only wish, my dear miss, that you were a centi pede ! ’’ What Constitutes Greatness? What, constitutes a great steamship manager? asks “Tip” in the New York Press. And then he proceeds with the reply and with other questions and an swers. An ability to scour Europe for grand round-ups of human cattle and import the biggest part of 1,000, 000 scum a year. What makes the great lawyer? Winning oases for his clients regardless of methods. What makes a great banker? Making 100 per cent a year for the stockholders. What makes the great railroad presi dent? Piling up a tremendous surplus for the directors to spend in “better ments” while the stockholders wait. What makes the great politician? A lack of statesmanship. An honest pol itician is the rarest work of God. What maker the great philosopher? An assured income for life. What makes the great admiral? The men behind the guns. What makes the great doctor? Our fear of death. American Securities. The foreign holdings of American securities are now the smallest in many years. MET IN THE DARK. And Two Reverend Gentlemen Near ly Came to Blows. The Rev. Thomas Dixon, Jr., who has dropped his ecclesiastical title and ways for the path of literature, is as handy with his fists when an em ergency call arrives as many men who' talk more about their prowess. «' He was crossing a high road in South Carolina not long ago near his old home and stopped at a negro cab in at night for a drink of milk. As he was about to continue his walk— the days were hot and he did hi*/ tramping by moonlight—he suddenly* came upon a tall bearded man with a staff in his hand. The encounter was so sudden that both men backed away from each other. The Rev. Mr. Dix on instinctively put up his fists as the other raised his staff. Matters looked ominous for a mo-' ment but as the moon came out from beyond a bank of clouds, both men recognized each other. The bearded/ one was Bishop Coleman of North Carolina, who is over seventy, and whose long walks sometimes last for weeks, A pretty tableau. I It was a long time between drinks— of milk—in tlii3 casa.—New York, Times. Had Experience. I.aw seems to make its votaries suspicious beyond average men. An instance of this was noted at the Democratic club the other night. A group of men who were dining there' fell to discussing the advisability of husbands having no secrets from their wives. “What do you think?” asked Michael Harris, turning to “Abe” I>evy. “Should a husband tell his wife everything?” “Why should he?” responded the little lawyer, “the average wife probably wouldn’t be lieve it.”—New York Evening World. How He Explained It. He was deferential, but he was a deacon in the church, and he felt that he had a right to criticise. “I hope you’ll pardon me,” he said, “if I suggest that your sermons are—• ah-” “Too prosy, I suppose,” suggested the minister. “Oh, no; not that, but too long.” “But you mustn’t blame me for that,” returned the minister pleasantly. “If you knew a little more I wouldn’t have to tell you so much.” ROUTE OF NEW CANADIAN RAILWAY :: This map illustrates the route of the new railroad proposed by the Do minion government, from Moncton to Winnipeg. The route from Winnipeg to the Pacific coast Is not yet deter mined. The sketch shows the alter native proposals via Edmonton to Port Simpson and via Edmonton to Bute Inlet. The contract provides that the gov ernment shall construct the Une from Moncton to Winnipeg via Quebec and lease It to the Grand Trunk Pacific company for fifty years, o» the condi tions that for the first five years the company pays no rental to the govern-' rneut; lor the second five it pays the net surplus receipts over the working expenses, and for the remaining forty years it pays three per cent on the cost of construction. The govern ment will guarantee the bonds for the line from Winnipeg to Port Simpson or to Bute Inlot, which will be built by the company. The government stipulates that as far as possible all materials used shall be of Canadian/ manufacture, and that the majority of the directors shall reside In Canada.' The work between Moncton and Wln^ nlpeg is to be started at fifteen differ-^ ent points at the same time, and it is' predicted that the whole line will be completed iu three years arter worto Is bogus SHOCK CURE FOR DRUNKENNESS ■ - How One M nn Was Cured cf Ail D» • ire for Liquor. Jones, in spite of being a really kindly, honest fellow, with a lovina .wife, a cozy home and a flourishing young family, was rapidly becomina a slave to drink. Night after night 1% went home in a state which made his little wife heartsick, until she with a woman’s ready wit, devised a scheme and with the aid of the family physi cian gave Jones such a shock that he probably never will drink again. Like many other men, Jones usually lost ail recollection of his actions after he had reached a certain period of intoxication. When, five or six weeks ago, he arrived at his home in a fit state for the experiment, his wife had him put to bed. As he lay there, dead to the world, the doctor put his right log into a casing of plas ter of paris and splints, taking care to bind them so tightly that when Jones recovered consciousness all sense of feeling would have left the limb. It was a pathetic scene, mixed with grim humor, when Jones awoke the next day, and was told that in trying to find the keyhole he had fallen down the area and broken his leg. His re morse was augmented by the pressure on his leg. which the doctor took pains to keep alive at each successive dress ing, and by the time that Jones had been in bed a month all desire for stimulants had left him. It is not likely he will drink to ex cess again, but is ho reads this story of his loving wife's new cure for the alcoholic habit he will surely drop that limp which he now affects during his daily walk down Broadway.—New York Press. _____ j NO NEED OF OFFICERS. Dead Man’s Friends Had Satisfied Ends of Justice. John Fox, Jr., author of Kentucky mountaineer stories, and a Blue Grass man himself, was talking about the I reign of lawlessness in the mountains of that state. "I remember,” he said, “the case of a man in a town where I lectured one time only, who shot a man in cold blood from behind a fence, and the authorities didn’t do a thing with him.” "That’s the trouble down there,” re sponded an indignant listener. "The authorities seem to wink at that kind of killing. Did they know all the facts in this case?” “Of course: but that didn't seem to make any difference.” “Well, I don't see why they didn't punish the murderer.” "They weren’t altogether to blame,” said Mr. Fox, rather apologetically. "They must have been,” contended the listener, still indignant. "No,” persisted Mr. Fox, “they were not. You see, the other man's friends caught the assassin before he got out of town and shot him so full of holes the grand jury didn’t think it worth while to bother with the remains.” “Oh!' exclaimed the listener.— New York Times. Sunday. On Sunday no alarm shook “To Work!” boats on the tired brain: | What bliss to wake, to scorn the clock, To smile and go to sleep again. And Joy goes dimpling through the town. On heart-strings her sweet tune she strums, And care-worn brows forget to frown. When Sunday comes. On Sunday there's no breathless haste To mill or mart on tireless legs; And oh, how beautiful the taste. Of leisure in the ham and eggs! To munch your breakfast at your ease. To jeer at time and snap your thumbs You only get such Joys as these When Sunday comes. When Sunday comes the little girls. Before the glass with huge delight. Take out of jail the little curls That they have had in pins all night. The little boys don “Sunday best.” Which Freedom's ardent spirit numbs; And by clean collars they're oppressed When Sunday comes. When Sunday comes how.grand to sit, (When you have dined among your kin) To read a bit, and doze a bit, Until they bring the supper in. With music of the Jingling spoon And saucer, while the kettle hums An extra pleasing Sabbath tune When Sunday comes. When Sunday comes with what a glow A man may pu(T his pipe and say (As Horace said some time ago)—i “I.ord of myself I live to-day!” So here's to Sunday, three times three; With glad heart's Inward lifes and drums; And—keep a corner, please, for me. When Sunday comes. —Kansas City Independent. Craved Salmon and Oregon Water. Many Oregonians were inclined to laugh at the Missouri woman men tioned a short time ago who insisted ; on going back to her native state be cause tnere were no catfish in Ore gon. It appears, however, that Ore gon women are as whimsical as Mis souri women, as a citizen who has two sons practicing law in Brooklyn, N Y., and doing very well went on there with his wife to visit them & short time ago, and at her desire left her there. She thought she could look lifter the boys and enjoy life In the East, but she has quite unexpectedly •eturned home. When asked why she lid not remain in Brooklyn, as arrang ed, she said such a craving came over her for a slice of Chinook salmon and a drink of Bull Run water that :t seemed as if she could not live without them, so she came back.— Cortland Oregonian. London's Unoccupied Houses. A count of the unoccupied houses in London shows 40,069. That is ons i Louse in fifteen of the whole city. - * Telephone News. There aFe now more telephones in jse connected with independent ex ‘ changes than with B£li exchanges, - Dry District Ruse. Rodrlrk—That druggist had a great scheme for putting a "stick’* in hla soda water. Var. Albert—What was U? Rodrick—Why, he soaked the straws tn liquor and all his customers tasted it and thought It was the glass. Green is not becoming to any per son when it's the shade produced by envy. Never fail to keep your appoint ments, nor to be punctual to the min ute. Be the stake ever so insignificant a? a rule It makes the game. Stops the Cough Amt Works off the Cold Laxative Brotno Quinine Tablets. Price25c. Privations of the Poor. A slum inspector told tho Glasgow Municipal Commission on the Hous ing of the Poor that on some occa sions he had found lamilies sleeping in tiers—the parents on the floor, then a mattress, and a layer of chil dren on the top. Superior quality and extra quantify must in. This is why Defiance Starch is taking the place of all others. Wisdom follows in the wake of ex perience, but doesn't always catch up. Her Amirer Remembered. Miss Eldora Sinks of Marengo, la., has been notified that she has been bequeathed $500,000 by B. J. Thompson of Colorado Springs. Thompson wan a mine owner and a bachelor whe * Miss Sinks with a party of friend