Genera! Nebraska News.
KING CORN TO HAVE A SHOW.
Annual Exhibit Planned for Lincoln to
I Take Place in January.
The meeting of the Nebraska Corn
Improvers’ association and winter
corn show at Lincoln, January 13 to
23, 1904, offers some very attractive
Inducements to the corn growers of
the state. The premiums will com
prise in the aggregate $900 offered by
the Nebraska commission to the Lou
isiana Purchase exposition and the
state board of agriculture. The rules
governing the distribution of prizes by
the state board of agriculture are in
brief:
Each exhibit must consist of ten
ears and must nave oeen grown by
exhibitor in 1903. All exhibits must
De put in place by owner without ex
pense to the association by 12 o’clock
noon, January 19. Competition shall
be open to the state, but no general
seedsman or contract grower or job
ber in seed grains shall compete.
Premiums—Class A: One hundred
dollars for named varieties of field
corn, prorated to all exhibits scoring
above 70 points; $50 for the best five
collections of field corn, any one col
lection to be grown by exhibitor; num
ber of varieties, amount of corn and
general excellence to govern, first,
$15; second, $12; third, $10; fourth,
$8; fifth. $5.
The rules governing the distribu
tion of .premiums provided by the Ne
braska commission of the Louisiana
Purchase exposition are: Each exhibit
to consist of thirty ears, grown by ex
hibitor bi 1903, no exhibitor to make
more than one entry of any one va
riety. The other rules ate the same
ns govern the distribution of premi
ums provided by the stata board of
agriculture.
Premiums—Seven hundred and fif
ty dollars will be paid In cash pren.%
tuns for named varieties of field corn
and shall be prorated to ail exhibits
scoring above 70.
Brewer Attempts Suicide.
CRETE—Frank J- Kobe*, proprietor
of the Crete brewery, attempted to
commit suicide by shooting hini3elf in
the right temple. The failure of his
attempt at self-destruction was due
to the fact that the bullet, instead of
penetraing the brain, glanced around
(o the front of’the cranium, lodging
somewhere noa rhe nasal bone. The
cause for shooting is unknown. The
victim, it is thought, will pul!
through.
Young Man Swallows Poison.
BEATRICE—Because of financial
reverses and loss of property a young
man named Peterson, who resides with
Mr. and Mrs. H. L. South in West
Beatrice, attempted suicide by swal
lowing a dose of some poisonous drug.
A doctor was called and restored the
young man to consciousness alter he
had labored with him for several
Jtours. Peterson admits that he tried
to kill himself.
Thresher Boiler Explodes.
HASTINGS—The sixteen hor;e
power threshing outfit of John Smith
blew up on the farm of George Hein
sechs, nine miles southeast of this
city. Huge pieces of iron were found
one-half mile from where the engine
stood. The crew were at dinner and
no one was injured.
' Gun Fired Accidentally.
BE WITT—While a party of gentle
men were out hunting near here a gun |
In the hands of one of them was ac
cidentally discharged, the shot strik
ing Harry Stout in the mlscle of the
left arm, badly lacerating It and tear
ing a portion of it away, it was a
close call and. will prove to be a very
serious injury, though medical opin
ion is that the accident will eventlly
result in nothing more than a perma
nent weaking of the arm.
Poultry Association Meets.
BEATRICE—The Southeastern Ne
. braska Poultry association held a
meeting in Beatrice and discussed
matters pertaining to the exhibit to be
held here December 15 to £0, inclu
sive.
Accident May Be Fatal.
AUBURN—Earl Curtis fell from an
ice wagon and was so badly hurt that
he may d'c.
The Methodists of Wilcox have de
cided to build a church.
Back from Maneuvers.
General Culver and the soldier boys
returned from Fort Riley and the gen
eral Is more than pleased with (he
National Guard because of its magr.Ifl
\ cent showing lu the maneuvers. He
is also pleased with the manner in
\which Acting Adjutant General Mary
Naer conducted the affairs of the of
'^nring bis absence. The general
\ohe maneuvers successful and
Nhne of the troops perfect to
NEWSY STATE BRIEFS.
James Daniels, an old soldier from
Blair, died on an Omaha street cai
a few days ago.
A religions revival, which is arous
ins a good deal of interest, is in
progress at York.
A son of Editor Dayton of the
York Republican wa3 thrown from a
horse and quite seriously injured.
Fire destroyed the roundhouse of
the Minenapoils & Omaha and the
Union Pacific railroads at Norfolk
Origin unknown. Loss $3,000. Nc
engines damaged.
Hans Peterson, a Scandinavian of
Beatrice, took an overdose of poison
on Sunday and his life was only sav
ed by the prompt work of a physician
who was hastily called.
Julius Lischke, r prominent Ger
man farmer residing three miles west
of Pierce, met with an accident that
may prove fatal. He alighted on a
fork as he was getting down from a
hay stack.
While stepping from the easfbound
passenger train at Spencer Mr3. Sa
die Davis of that place fell and had
her right hand mashed, and upon ex
amination It was found necessary to
amputate the first three fingers.
Senator Millard has information
that all efforts of Major James Me
Laughlfb to get the necessary num
ber of Indian signatures for the open
ing of the Rosebud reservation to free
homesteads have failed—the list be
ing about 300 signatures short of the
necessary three-quarters majority.
An attempt was made to rob the
Elton Stale bank. The burglars had
gotten into the bank by breaking
ibiough the brica wall, and had blown
the door off the safe, and were about
ready to get at the money when dis
covered by the city marshal and other
citizens. They fled without getting
anything.
Hon. Joseph J. Langer, the Ameri
can consul at Solingen, Germany,
who was appointed from Nebraska, is
in Omaha, where he will put in part
of the thirty days’ leave he is spend
ing in this country. Mr. Danger is
ir. good health, but left his family on
the other side, expecting to return
to them by the end of next month.
The city council of Omaha agreed
to authorise City Attorney Wright to
bring foreclosure suit against the
Omaha Belt railway to secure the
colleo:ion of the full amount of taxes
levied by the city. The application
to tho court will ask the foreclosure
on the tax lien and the appointment
of a receiver to collect what is due
tb.e city.
While running a threshing machine 1
separator at the farm of John Keef,
in York county, Thomas Burns was
caught in a belt and ids arm drawn
into tite feeding machine. The ma
chine gave him a twist and threw
him, breaking one arm but doing no
her injury except inflicting a very
painful blit not dangerous wound. It
was r. very narrow escape.
The university school of agricul
ture will open for work Monday, No
vember 9. On that date young men
an i women from iho common schools
will lie enrolled for the short term
course. The farm school is designed
especially lur those who desire to ex
tend their practical training in ag
ricultural subjects but who have not
the time to take a regular college
course.
Schuyler is malting improvement in
the light service.
The Wauneta bank has changed
hands, John Woods becoming Its pres
ident.
A great deal of interest is being
shown in the arrangements for a1
poultry show to be given in Beatrice!
by the Southeastern Nebraska Poul
try association from December 15 to
20 inclusive. A number of men who
devote their time outside of business
affairs to the raising of blue-blooded
poultry and who reside in this coun
ty have taken an active interest in
forming the association.
The state printing board mot and
after letllng contracts for the quar
terly supply for the various depart
ments of the state turned down the
request of Labor Commissioner Bush,
who wanted the contract let for the
printing of an official map to con
tain the counties, judicial, congres
sional and senatorial districts, rail
roads and streams of the state. Mr.
Bush asked for 30.000 conies. The
bids ranged from $t>25 to $2,250, with
three firms bidding.
The lowa-Nebraska Elevator com
pany has just completed in Sutton
one of the most up-to-date elevators
in Iho state. This makes the fourth
elevator in Sutton arid it was badly
j needed, as the other three were un
able to handle the grain on account
of scarcity of cars.
Some careless hunter is responsi
ble for the death of a fine colt belong
ing to F. H. Kimberling, who resides
a few mlle3 north of Beatrice. The
animal died from the effects cf the
shot. i
The Sock! Chasm
By Charlotte Toller
HERE is more significance in (lie appearance of ‘‘The
Who Toils” than In the recital of tile facts given between tfje
covers. To be sure the two young women who laid aside their
accustomed luxuries and went into the factories, mills and
shops to seo for themselves the lives of the working women,
picture the conditions they found with ruthless honesty and
without exaggeration, but the strongest element of the book!
lies outside what is written.
Tiii.s book appears after nineteen centuries of teaching
| Hint all men are brothers, and it is in itself evidence that men are stranger's
and, unconsciously perhaps, enemies. Human beings move in groups, which
know little of each other's life, although speaking the same language, obeying
the same laws and recognizing the same flag.
Miss Van Vorst knew of this social chasm before she undertook her work,
for she says: “Any journey into the world, any research in literature, any study
of society demonstrates the existence of two distinct classes, designated as tiie
rich and the poor, tin* fortunate and the unfortunate, the upper and the lower,
the educated and the uneducated—and a further variety of opposing epithets.”
Those who would know something of the life of the "other” group, if they
have been born into tin* group which is “rich, educated or fortunate.” must step
clown and out and, for n time, at least, become as near ns possible like those
who live in the class which is known as "poor, uneducated and unfortunate.”
So well did tiie two authors understand tills that they made, first of nil, a
change in their dress. One of them laid aside a costume whose total cost was
$447. and put on one which cost only $!».4o, hut this contrast In clothes faded as
nothing before the other contrasts between leisure and toil, between the homes
and hopes of the two great classes of the rich, or well-to-do, and the poor.
America is a democracy, yet in its realities there are as great contrasts as
ir any monarchy, where title and rank of birth make the class distinctions.
Two children may sit side by side in school, and then go out into lives so dif
t'erent that after a few years they no longer know eaeli other's circumstances,
and the fortunate one has to change her habit and manner if she would know
of the other's life.
To those who have not seen the life and read its story in the faces of young
girls, pallid and tired, and in tiie eyes of older women left itiispurred by hope,
the book will he a revelation—it may even stir such readers to a desire for
.change.
But wherever there is n man or woman to whom it seems a revelation thero
is one who is separated from tiie human family by a chasm. Better, even could
nothing he done, that each person should know something of all. than that
tills ignorance longer exist. Better that the suffering which comes from kuowl
:cdgo increase, than the chasm of class indifference grow wider.
•' There is no need, however, that any one suffer in silence. Lot every one
who reads cry out against the conditions of modern industry which make such
books possible. If there he any one who fears to take up the fight for ehango
■after learning the facts iu this life of toiling women, such a one is either with
.out mercy or a coward.
Tiie strongest protection to he given to the modern slnverv is the Drotect*
of silence.—New York American.
A
Modern Cowards
By the Editor of Youth's Companion
RECENT story Is the study of a character of a man who from
youth lias a conviction that he is born to some extraordinary ex
perience. As lie grows older the idea becomes more sharply de
fined. Tile experience is to be painful and tragic, and is to re
move him from tile plane of ordinary life. • The idea tafces pos
sesion of him and dominates his career. He undertakes nothing
of importance, since it may be interrupted by catastrophe. He
does not permit himself love—he scarcely ventures on friendsbp
—because lie believes himself marked for disaster.
One woman, to whom lie confide? liis secret, shares liis apprehension. At
last, not long before her death, she perceives that the tragedy lurking for him
is merely hesitancy, inaction, incapacity, brought about by the delusion and
the fear nurtured in his own imagination.
To the victim himself the truth is revealed when it is too late for him to
acquire any habit of life other than the tremulous and unacliieviiig one. He
discovers Ids own hideous lack of feeling and of will by the sight of the sor
iow-marked face of a man who lias sounded the depths of human pain, and
found even those to be better than tlie shallows of apathy.
The story has its lesson even for an age as active as ours. We are not free
from the bane of reluctant fear lest feeling shall outrun mere pleasure. The
girl who will not love ajieUest she should lose it. the man who will not permit
ldiuself any share in religious enthusiasm lest be should “lose Ills head,” the
! woman who wib undertake no social reform for fear she become too much in
volved in it for her own comfort—these ore some of the cowards of our day.
• Along with their lack of courage there often goes a subtle egotism, which
they fancy sets them apart from "the common herd,” but which is almost sure
to meet its final defeat in the discovery that those powers which were believed
to be above the average were really below it, and that obscurity is the only ca
tastrophe likely to fall upon so Ignoble a nature.
By the Rsv. J. William Lee
UK successful business man keeps close watch of bis contracts to
see that they are fulfilled. Husband, how long has it been since
you have looked at your marriage contract?
A model husband is a. man of good memory. He remembers
how the introduction to bis future wife set his heart fluttering.
He remembers the walks together, arm in arm, side bv side.
1 heroiore lie does not get half a square ahead after marriage and then bawl
out: “Susan Jane, for heaven’s sake, why don't you hurry':”
. A single rose pertumed with love in life is worth more than a dozen wreaths
oa a casket lid.
My model husband doesn’t wait until his wife dies to give her flowers.
Remember the kind, loving words before marriage. Give her a few now.
When you go home put your arms around wife and tell her how sweet and
beautiful she is. It may be stretching the truth, but God will forgive you, and
your wife will he happy.
If you have discovered your wife's faults keep your eyes closed. Remember
how blind you were before marriage.
When you think less of your wife and more of another’s, the breakers of
hell are before you.
My model husband doesn’t serve God by proxy. lie doesn’t send wife to
church and stay home poring over his ledger. A wife who goes to church for
both will go to heaven for both.
Our Daily Work
Woe to Him Who Does Not Find
Healthful Joy in Hard Labor
By the Editor of the Century Magazine
\I»I)LV any one visa comes in contact with affairs can fail to
notice as a sort of cdrrollary to the enervation which comes to
men of wealth through luxury, an increasing laxity of view)
among workingmen concerning lalior, a tendency to regard
the daily task as something greatly to be regretted ami hastily
to be escaped from. In some minds an air of sentimentalism
pervades the whole labor problem, as though the lullleuium
only waited upon large wages and short hours. The okl-timo
love for one's work and the old-time pride in it as one s beat
reason for existence have yet to find any widespread and ac
Uve propaganda in 1 ho convention* of labor. So far as we have observed, no
labor leader has taken upon himself the conservative office of preaching to hit
followers the virtue of good work well done, not only as a duty to the employer*
but us a service and inspiration to the workingman himself. The theories even
of those who lead most wisely aim at the elevation of the individual through tlie
class rather than the reverse. The general trend of the workingman seems to
be away from hard work and good work. It is time Jliat there was less preach
ing of rights and more of duties, l’erbaps it would be easier to get the rights
by a little more conscientious devotion to the duties.
As a matter of fact, and not of theory, no man can do worse service to an
other. whether rich or poor, than to deprive him of the absolutely healthful Joy
which there is in hard work. Woe to him who does not like his daily work: for
If one cannot have the work he likes fie would better learn to like the work
lie ha*. ' ~ "
•
MIDDLE MAN'.
IT? strove to climb the ladder of success,
But though the top seemed always very
near.
He never reached it. Yet he saw it clear.
And thought each day that ho might closer
press.
Midway he stopped, and there he stands
today.
While others pass him on their upward
climb;
»,nd does he, then, put in his precious
time
Bewailing what the fates have sent his
way?
Ah, no! Tie found that there was work
to do,
lie cheers nil those who pass him, as they
Ro;
Then, turning to the struggling ones be
low.
He cries: “Come on! There's room up
there for you!”
—Cincinnati Commercial Tribune.
THE STORY OF BOXER
R Funny Puppy and His Disas
trous Effort to Do Rigt\t.
L M. BURNS IN ST. NICHOLAS.
“Boxer" was a bird-dog, or was
destined to be one when he grew up.
As yet be was just a big, funny-look
ing, anxious-to-please. lovable puppy.
Uncle Ted said he would he worth a
hundred dollars after he was trained;
and Uncle Ted ought to know, for he
had ns many dogs as the old woman
who lived in the shoe had children.
Only Uncle Ted knew what to do.
There never was a man, Ben and Lnura
thought, who was as clever with dogs
as Uncle Ted.
He never would have left Boxer at
grandma's, only a telegram came very
suddeuly. calling him away.
“Take good care of the dog.” he said
the last thing, and Ben and Laura with
one voice answered: "We will!”
They were delighted to think of having
such a dear, ridiculous puppy to play
with. Uncle Ted lind left him chained
to a post, but they begged their father
to let the poor fellow loose.
“Why, yes,” said papa, laying aside
his paper. “The farm is big enough
to hold him. 1 guess; and even if he
does get into mischief, I think we can
manage him.”
When Boxer saw them coming, lie
wiggled and frisked till his tail almost
touched his head.
“Wuf: Wuf I” lit* barked In bis funny
puppy way. which was to say. “Let
me loose! Let me loose! Wliat’s the
use of being on u lovely big farm if
you have to he hitched to a post by a
stupid old chain?”
You should have seen him when he
heard the chain drop! He bounded
off, and then back again, upset Hen
in comical excitement, leaped up to
give Laura a kiss, and there is no
telling what he would have done next
if he hadn’t caught sight of some chick
ens scratching away in the flower lied.
“U-r-wuf!” And in a twinkling he
bad chased the last one out.
“Deary me!” ejaculated grandma,
from the window. “If we had a dog
as smart as that, my sweet peas might
have a chance to bloom!”
“He wasn’t thinking of sweet peas.”
chuckled papa. “It’s just because lie’s
a bird (log. He's chase anything with
feathers till he’s trained, if it were only
SUl old stl>ff'*(! OWin _-m*£»*4'**V' --
The children listened with respect
and admiration, for papa knew almost
as'much about dogs as Unde Ted.
They had a delightful aft ernoon with
Boxer, g nd lie "begged ~oui*~?S~Jolunr
they took’ lijm l^ac-ic to the |Tost that
they decided to leave him loose.
Next morning there were seven lit
tle green goslings missing at feeding
time. They found them at last, scat
tered along at the edge of the pond
all dead!
“Oh. dear!” wailed the children, dis
tracted between grief for the goslings
and pity for the guilty pup in the pun
ishment that was sure to overtake him.
"Why didn’t we chain him up? Oh,
wlmt will papa do?”
What papa did do was to gather up
tin* goslings and arrange them In a
pile, with their poor limp necks nil
drooping one way. Then he sent for
Boxer.
“Naughty dog!" lie said sternly,
pointing to the goslings. “Bad, bail
dog:'’
Then he whipped him.
I’oor Boxer! He looked nt the gos
lings, ami he looked at papa, and if
there ever was n penitent puppy, it
was he. His brown eyes shone with
tears, 11ml he licked papa’s hand and
whined so sorrowfully that it was all
the children could do to keep from
throwing their arms about his neck
and telling him not to feel sad any
more—that it didn’t matter, anyhow.
There could not have been a better
dog than Boxer was that day. The
family thought him a more wonderful
creature than ever. lie seemed so
delighted whenever lie pleased any
one, and was so heartbroken when he
blundered that .no one really had the
heart to scold him very much.
So that night they let lain loose
again convinced that the lesson had
Veen learned.
Next morning before breakfast lie
came bounding up joyfully to papa.
"Wuf! Wuf!” he said, as expressive
ly as if lie had said, “Come with me!
Come, everybody!"
Kverybody came. Boxer frisked
along proudly at the head of tin* pro
cession. and led them straight to the
duck pond.
"Wuf! Wuf!" he barked again. "Just
see how I did it this time!”
There on the bank were seven more
little dead goslings, arranged neatly
in a pile, with their bills all pointing
one way!
"Well. I never"-began grandma.
But pupa suddenly stooped over and
patti'il Boxer on flic head.
“Good doggy!" bo exclaimed fn «
Oncer, shaking kind of voice. Anti
then, “Don’t you see what lies done?
He thought 1 whipped him all because
lie didn’t put them in a pile! Good
doggy! Yes-sir-ee! Nice old fellow! *
“Wuf!" barked Boxer, wagging al
most double for joy.
It is doubtful if any of the goslings
would have lived to become geese if
Uncle Ted had not come that after
noon to take Boxer home. And the
next time be visited the farm lie was
much too wise a dog to chase barn
yard fowls of any kind.
REVIVAL OF SNUFF HABIT.
Fashionable Society Again Takes to Aro
matte unit X’ungvnt I’owiter.
Fashion's pendulum is forever on the
swing. Inquiries made in the tobacco
trade tend to show, says the London
Mail, that snuff once more bids fair
to play a not insignificant part in the
amenities of social life.
A steady increase has been noticed
In the consumption of snuff. At both
ends of the social ladder, too, for, like
the pipe, snuff knows no distinction of
rank or intellect.
A dirty habit the use of it has, in
deed, been called, but devotees at
once Join Issue here with the consump
tion of tobacco in other forms, and
claims that if ballots were taken of
of mothers anil sweethearts the smoket
and not the snuff-taker would be
banished from the household.
While Iclmbod is written in the dust
on many an old snuff Jar and discarded
snuff box, the geutle art of snuff-taking
has boon sr'ulously cultivated by high
and low.
Among the poor in the east end of
London snuff is in great demand and
scarcely a tobacconist but keeps some
variety of It in stock. Many west end
shops, on the other hand ignore snuff
altogether. “There is no profit in
snuff,” said the manager of one of
these establishments, “and the sale of
it would bring us a class of customers
which we don't want.”
Some houses in London are especially
noted for snuff. They are old
fashioned places, situated, oftener than
not, in the quiet side streets, and they
carry on a “growing” business with
an aristocratic and well-to-do clientele.
The printers of Fleet street are said
to he large consumers of snuff. - ti _
" Smnrt-Sot •’ Friendship*.
Then there nre friends in what Is
labelled “the smart set” whose motto
in life would appear to he “Banish
dull care.” These are the people who
give those cheerful dinners where no
body cares a rap for precedence.
Everybody takes his atllnity into din
ner; the host starts off with the pretti
est girl and the hostess Is taken down
by some beardless boy. It is Liberty
Hall, with nicknames for all present,
abundance of “chaff” and stories some
thing more than risky. They nre all
great friends, of course, and call each
other “dear things” and know exactly ^
how much is meant by that, while they
smile sweetly and say “Cat” in con
nection with most of them behind their
backs. Few of these so-called friend
ships in society are made without a
purpose, either political, social or tinan
cinl. The peeress wants a “tip” from
the millionaire, either a Slock Ex-^
change tip or one affecting coin or cop-*
per or whatever his special line may,
be. Our “nice” friends are nice in so
far ns they arc useful to tis. At the
same time in justice to society it ought
to he pointed out that no one iR taken
in by those interested friendships. The
people who make friends calculating
au^Vtus a fea ifrsfr
r/tO IroTTIr ■ 1 by evwybouy unci
disliked so openly that only their toad
ies fail to let them see It.—The Coun
tess, in London Outlook.
Few Japau«8o Servants Now#
In a morning newspaper recently
twenty-eight Japanese household ser
vants were advertising for situations.
All of them said they could give refer
ences, showing that they had worked
in New York aiul elsewhere, hive
of them were registered at an em
ployment agency In Sixth avenue, and i
had been a month trying to get some
thing to do. “I cannot explain it,”
said the proprietor, “except on the the
ory that housekeepers are tiring of
Japanese servants. A few years ago
they were quite the 'thing, especially
on the upper west side. The only trou
ble with them was that they did not
understand the law about hiring ami
discharging servants, and oftentimes
put their employers to the trouble of
going before a Police Magistrate to gel
matters straight. Still, the Japanese
fad was quite long lived. Now it is
hard for us to find places for the Japs.
Some of them have gone back to Japan
with well filled purses. Others have
gone into different businesses suggest
ed by their countrymen in tnis city.
I saw one old servant on my list doing
a juggling act at the circus last spring,
Irish and German servant girls sccin
to be having the run just now.”-*
New York Frew.
Hero of tfio Celtic Cotijt;res*. d
The hero of the Celtic Congress
which is now being held in the Ole
M orld twin villages of Losneveu and
J.fi Folgoet, the home of the great
Duchess Anna of Brittany, is the mar
who has more influence over the
Breton mind than anybody or anything
else — m. Theodore Botrel. To the
tourist, says tue Westminister Gazette
M. Botrel is well known from the fact I
that liis handsome figure (always it
picturesque Breton costume) and tin
fac-simile of his autograpu are dragged
by hook or by crook, into almost every
Breton picture-postcard. But bis verse
both in Breton nnd in French is
always graceful and full of feeling
and his songs, which are innumerable’
are to he heard in every cottage in'
Brittany, even where French Is an un
known tougue. - ----- - ^
