Loup City Northwestern
J. W. BURLEIGH, Publisher.
LOUP CITY, • - NEBRASKA.
The Businesr of Fating.
If the rule prevailed m farming
which governs other businesses, the
marvelous prosperity of the farmers
in recent years would make the de
mand for farms so great that it could
not be met without exhausting the
available supply of abandoned land in
the east and the unoccupied land in
the west. The corn yield last year, ac
cording to the government Crop Re
porter, was worth half a billion dol
lars more than in 1899, although the
crop was smaller. The wheat harvest
was worth nearly two hundred mil
lions more for about the same number
of bushels, and so on through 12 prin
cipal crops, with a total increase in
value for the 12 of a billion five hun
dred million dollars. The prices for
farm products have gone up, and made
the farmers rich. They have paid off
their mortgages and have been asking
the banks to take their surplus
money, even at the low rate of two
per cent, interest. Since corn and
wheat and potatoes sell at prices from
a half more to nearly twice as much
as in 1899, it is important for the con
sumers that the extent of agricultural
land, or the amount raised to the acre,
should be increased. This country
cannot continue to export grain with
out increasing the yield. That in
crease must be considerable, even to
keep pace with the demands of the
growing city population, to say noth
ing of the increasing consumption of
their crops by the farmers themselves,
now able to enjoy luxuries they once
could not afford. Men with money
rush into one business after another,
frequently created by a passing fad,
and lose their capital, forgetting that
there is always a demand for the prod
ucts of the farm, even in panic times.
Men can get along without automo
biles, but they must eat. The present
profitable prices are to continue for a
long time, in the opinion of the secre
tary of agriculture, for population has
grown much faster than the farms;
therefore the business of farming
ought to hold the attention of those
seeking success.
There was a time when the West
Indies swarmed with pirates, and mer
chantmen plying their trade in that
quarter ran big risks of losing both
crew and cargo. The pirates, the buc
caneers and the whole lawless outfit
disappeared before the advancing pow
er of civilization, reinforced by men-of
war which were more than a match
for the free-booters. Occasionally,
however, some reckless spirits start
out on a career akin to that of the
rov’ers of the sea 200 years ago. Gen
erally the experience is a short one.
The United States revenue cutter Al
gonquin, cruising along the coast of
Porto Rico, fell in with a sloop which
had been stolen from an island port.
The vessel was rigged up in pirate
style and the thieves aboard of her
were planning a course of robbery, ex
pecting when they had accumulated
sufficient booty to escape to Santo Do
mingo and to enjoy their ill-earned
wealth. Instead of this they stand a
fair chance of languishing in prison.
These are unpropitious times for the
most ambitious pirate. He is certain
to get run in.
The house in which Paul Revere
lived when he made his famous ride
from Boston to Lexington has lately
been restored to its original condi
tion, and was opened on April IS, the
anniversary of the ride. It is now a
memorial museum, containing relics of
the revolutionary goldsmith, steel en
graver and copper founder. It is sup
posed that a part of the building was
erected in 168G. It was, therefore, an
old house when Revere bought it in
1770. The part of Boston in wrhich it
stands is now occupied largely by Ita
lians, who receive valuable lessons in
American history from close associa
tion with the home of the noted
patriot.
The most curious railway in the
world is built on ice. It is laid be
tween Cronstadt and Oranienbaum,
and is in use only during the winter.
Its success has suggested the- con
struction of a similar winter railway
between the two important commer
cial centers, Krementchug and Ekatcr
inoslav, which are united in summer
by the steamboat traffic along the
Dnieper river. This means cf com
munication is closed in winter by the
ice. A costly, roundabout journey has
to be made between the two towns,
though they do not lie far apart.
Count Boni talks of challenging
Prince Helie to fight a duel. Why
doesn’t Boni wait? Helie may be gen
erous and permit Mme. Anna to make
her former husband an allowance,
even after she gets married and set
tles down again.
A Baltimore man who died at the
age of 66 had all his internal organs
in a jumble. Here must be the origin
al of the individual so frequently
spoken of in novels as having mingled
emotions struggling in his breast.
Prince Constantine Paleologue of
Greece is in this country and adver
tises for a job as friend of a distin
guished American citizen. Er—this
describes so many of us that it is
quite embarrassing to know which of
us would really suit. Maybe one with
plenty of rocks and a marriageable
daughter will secure this prize.
If airships are going to leak gaso
Pne all over the landscape they will
never make a hit wjth the lowly citi
zen.
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WARD “bosses” come and go.
They rise and fall, and one
makes room for another.
The fluctuations in politics
are as sudden and abrupt
as the changes ' in the stock mar
ket, and the “bcss” of last year
may be the plainest of plain citi
zens the ensuing year. One thing
is morally certain, there will never
be an elimination of “bosses” in
politics, because leaders are an
absolute necessity in every move
ment, and prime ministers and
presidents are as surely political
“bosses" as are the ward politicians
who hold their wards in the hollow of
their hands.
Some people, good people, too, have
started in to fight "bosses," and have
ended up by co-operating with them
and getting their aid to improve con
ditions in certain districts. Fighting
a political "boss" is an uphill job, for
“the respectables,” so-called, are usu
ally too busy to give any assistance,
and the “boys” are all with the “boss.”
1 remember a reformer who tried to
win out on the presidency of a ward
club against the "boss.” He tried
two years and was defeated, but the
third term he seemed to be sure of
success. Nearly every one of the
members of the club promised him
aid. and Dugan, as I will call him, had
high hopes. The night of the election,
with 189 members present, Dugan's
name was put before the club amid a
storm of applause. His nomination
■was seconded by at least five addi
tional speeches, each a glowing eulogy
of "Danny Dugan's staunch qualities
and services to the party.” Dugan sat
entranced with the praises which were
being handed out to him. The "boss' ”
candidate, Casey, was nominated in a
half-dozen words and feebly seconded
by only one individual.
Dugan himself was appointed one of
the tellers, and a roar of approbation
shook the hall as the chairman an
nounced his selection. Dugan went up
and dow-n the aisles, and everybody
gave him the "glad hand” and folded
their ballots and tossed them into the
hat he carried with "There's another
for you, Dan, old boy,” or “Hurrah for
Danny Dugan.”
He had a ballot shoved at him with
the injunction, “Make it unanimous,
Danny; hurl in a vote for your own
ticket,” and he put his ballot in the
other teller’s hat and sat down in the
seventh heaven of anticipation. The
counting was finished in a few min
utes and Dugan smiled as he saw the
ballots all-going over to one side. “It’s
a walk away,” he whispered to the
man next to him.” “It's a landslide,”
said his neighbor. The chairman
stepped to the front of the platform
and announced the vote for president
as follows; “For Peter Casey, 188
votes; for Daniel Dugan, one vote.”
Dugan grabbed his hat and madly
rushed from the room, with a perfect
howl of cheers following him. It was
his last appearance in politics.
The term “political boss” images to
most people a stoutly-built man with a
plug hat and a large diamond, who
smokes long black cigars and rules
his ward or district with a rod of iron.
Sometimes he is represented as a man
with a heart bursting with sympathy
for the poor, who squeezes the rich
citizen to help out the constituents
whose votes he harvests on election
day. He is generally typified as elo
quently profane, and story-writers de
light to set him dowrn invariably as of
Irish birth.
As a matter of fact, however, there
are just as many different “bosses” as
there are nationalities in the larg-=>
cities, for a “boss” is simply a leader
for the time being, and that may be
for a few months, a few years or
longer. And some of the most suc
cessful of all “bosses,” politically
speaking, have been Americans. The
present president of the United States
is one of the most masterful of politi
cal bosses. Who in his party dare
openly say him “nay" with any hope
of winning out against his rock-rooted
strength?
The “boss” in the cities, however,
especially the typical ward “boss,” is
often a man who may be evolved by
either accident or design. Sometimes
a man goes into the game to help a
friend out, or to satisfy a grudge, and
'.he glamor of the thing attracts him
and he stays in. to finally emerge as
a full-blown “leader.” And some one
of the young fellows who go into poli
tics deliberately will work on for
years in the same ward, growing up
with the people who live there, identi
fying himself with them and their in
terests and finally winning the confi
dence of his constituents so lastingly
that they will vote almost to a man as
he wishes.
A true “boss” both follow's and
leads. He knows what his "people”
want, and he does not stray far away
from their desires. If his ward has a
constituency which favors a liberal in
terpretation of the liquor question ho
is for the “open” Sunday, and even
the ail-night saloon, if necessary. He
is strong on the subject of “the poor
man’s club" and hot against “blue
laws” and for the maximum of "per
sonal liberty.” Incidentally, he favors
a low license, usually.
If a "boss” lives in a Prohibition dis
trict he fulminates against “the de
mon rum” and points out statistically
the ruin wrought by drink. This may
not prevent him from having his
“high-balls" at the club, or his cham
pagne at the political banquets, but
makes him strong with the voters
whose support he seeks. He is on the
alert for "blind pigs," or places where
liquor is smuggled in and sold secret
ly, and he leads delegations to the
mayor’s office and to the legislatures
to protest against the vice of drink
ing.
The average “political boss” is in
politics strictly for '‘what is in it,” and
that means that he is neither in the
game for his health, his recreation nor
his spiritual welfare. And why not?
Do business or professional men enter
into their respective avocations for any
of the above reasons? I trow not. The
“boss” has one fixed, set idea, and that
is to “get there,” as he would express
it; to accumulate a large roll of simo
leons and then retire to some respec
table residence portion of the city and
forget the low, coarse mob with which
he wa3 compelled to associate while
he was getting his start. The success
ful ones do thl%, and the unsuccessful
ones remain at the same old stand, re
viling the ingratitude of the ones who
"made the riffle" and got away with
their “bundle.”
Ward “bosses” often combine to ac
complish results, and they often cut
the ground from under one another
without the slightest compunction. I
never knew but one "boss” whose
word was absolutely and entirely to
be depended on both as to what he
could do, and what he would do. He
could tell to a certainty about how his
ward would go, and if he gave his
word as to the delegates he never un
der any circumstances broke. He
was a man of strong likes and dis
likes and exceedingly blunt in his
way of putting things. But he could
neither be wheedled nor intimidated.
The mere fact that he had promised
the support of his delegates in a con
vention to a certain candidate did not
determine that he would support that
candidate at the polls on election. But
just so far as his word went, that
promise was iron-clad and irrevocable.
Time was when a "boss” was to be
j marked by his reputation for physical
prowess. But those days are in the
sere and yellow leaf. Strange to say,
even in the toughest of the "tough”
| wards, the "leaders” are very seldom
now men who depend on their “knock
down and drag out” abilities. The
“boss” of to-day aspires to be a
"dresser” and a wit, not a “slugger."
Pugilism is left to its regular expon
ents, and though many of the "bosses”
may be patrons of the sparring
matches, they have given the roueh
and-tumble method of the past the
good-by, and plume themselves on
smoother plans to achieve success.
Such a thing as a conscience is
something that no unscrupulous ward
“boss" will harbor, for to him con
science is a dead letter in politics. Be
sides, a "boss” may be in one party
one year, and on the other side of the
fence the next year. lie may support
a measure at first and then “switch”
and fight it. Expediency is his watch
word, and he will support a man
whom he cordially despises if he can
see advantage to himself in the end.
The questions of party principles have
an exceedingly hazy interest to him,
for the class with which he mingles,
and the interests which he represents,
have no time at all to study political
economy, and no inclination towards
the ethical side of politics.
It was a matter of genuine interest
to meet the various “bosses,” big aDd
little, and weigh them and analyze
them as they came into my perspec
tive. They were always a trifle curi
ous as to just how I happened to be in
politics, and I am quite certain they
were decidedly uncertain as to just
how I came to be holding down a fair
salaried position when I could not de
j liver delegates; and yet, meeting me
I in the game at every turn, from the
primaries to the national conventions,
they knew I was “keeping cases,” as
they may have expressed it, and that
in some mysterious way I must be of
some value in the sum total of ele
ments making up political life.
The question of silent “'bosses” and
talkative “bosses" is one which ha3
been variously reviewed, and the av
erage judgment has been that the
silent “boss" was the great power.
The fact was that the “silent” boss
could talk fast enough when he want
ed to, and the talkative boss could
“stand pat" when he so desired. If it
was the nature of a “boss" to talk he
did so; if he was naturally a secretive
man, he kept still generally. The most
effective combination was the “Boss”
who could talk or keep still as occi
sion demanded, and who could neither
be goaded nor coaxed into either
silence or speech against his better
judgment.
it could be said in favor of nearly
every real ward “boss" that he was
not an orator. Not in the sense of a
“silver-tongued spell-binder.” Many of
them could give good, common-sense
talks, and effective ones, too, but they
did not essay to split the welkin with
their perorations, and rather despised
in their hearts the "wind-jammer” and
his periods. At the same time, for a
genuinely great speaker they had a
deep respect and enjoyed hearing him.
As for the “man with the pen,” they
were never unwilling to avail them
selves of his services if he could
“make good" with anything to help on
a campaign.
ERNEST M'GAFFEY.
(Copyright, 190S, by Joseph B. Bowles.)
Too Ha3ty.
“Latira,” said Mr. Ferguson, cross
ing his knife and fork cn his plate and
folding up his napkin, ‘‘what is the
difference—”
“Now, George,” impatiently inter
rupted Mrs. Ferguson, “you know I’m
no good at answering conundrums!”
“I was going to ask you,” he re
sumed, looking at his watch and ris
ing from the table, “what the differ
ence in price is between the parlor
rug I picked out for you at the store
the other day and the one you thought
you would rather have, but if it
doesn’t interest you we’II let the rug
j matter go by default. It's time for me
to start downtown. Don’t forget to
feed Rover. Good-by.”—Chicago Trib
une
Probably.
“Pa, why did they kill the fatted
calf when the prodigal son returned?”
“Probably because the meat trust
had made prices so high that they
couldn’t afford to patronize the
butcher.—Cnicaeo Record-Herald.
Luck.
“I suppose you wouldn’t part with
this dear old farmhouse for anything,”
said the enthusiastic girl.
“No,” answered Farmer Corntossel.
“1 don't expect to.”
"You regard it as a kind of mas
cot, don’t you?”
“Well, the fellow that managed to
sell it to my father was pretty lucky.”
—Washington Star.
He Could Prove It.
“What was his excuse for not meet
ing you last night?”
“He said he was run down by an
automobile on his way to the appoint
ed place.”
“You didn't believe any such yarn
as that, did you?”
"Sure, 1 had to. You see, he was
in the hospital when he told it to me.”
—Detroit Free Press.
The True Art Lover.
How oft is genius without heart,
Insensible and rold.
We listeners humbly pay for art,
The singer sings for gold.
Strange, If True.
“A curious thing happened at a lit
tle gathering which I attended a few
nights ago."
"Did somebody, mistaking the host
for one of the guests, tell him it was
stupid?”
"No. A young lady who was asked
to sing got up without any urging.”
"Oh, I’ve seen girls do that.”
"But this one could sing."—Chicago
Record-Herald.
Forcing His Chances.
“So Shadlboy is in trouble again?”
"Yes, a bit of a card scandal.”
"I told him not to play unless he
could afford to lose.”
“He must have gotten your advice
mixed, and decided he couldn’t afford
to play unless he didn’t lose.”—Wash
ington Star.
Mathematical.
"Are you going to make an example
of that grafter?” said one statesman.
"He’s worse than an example now,”
answerc-d the other. "He's a problem.”
Secret of Success.
Thin Boarder—I don't see how you
manage to fare so well at this board
ing house. I have industriously
courted the landlady and all her
daughters, but I’m half starved.
Fat Boarder—I courted the cook.—
New York Weekly.
Commercial.
“Jones never can forget his busi
ness for a minute. Even at the ball
last night—”
“Well, what happened?"
"When a young lady told him that
her partner had engaged her for the
next dance he immediately offered
to buy out her partner.”—Detroit Free
Press.
The Business Blot.
Mrs. Spriggs—Why do you leave
those horrid blots in your letter to 1
Mr. Richman, asking for a business in
terview?
Mr. Spriggs—I want him to see that
I am business man enongh to use a
fountain pen.—New York Weekly.
I
WHERE THE DANGER LAY.
Listeners in Greater Peril Than Was
Ambitious Musician.
There was never a more conscien
tious young man than Eben Soule, and
when he found how much absorbed he
had become with the mere idea of
playing in the town band, he con
sulted his minister. “Do you reck
on I could give up all that time to
music without falling from grace?” he
asked, anxiously.
The good old Methodist had a sav
ing sense of humor. He saw that his
parishioner was much distressed be
tween his wishes and his conscience,
but the minister smiled on him, never
theless.
“It’s the horn you're asked to play,
I hear.” he said. “Ever had much ex
perience with it, Eben?”
"Never tried it but once, but I like
the sound of it first-rate,” said the
young man.
"M’m!” said the minister. “Well, I
think you needn’t be afraid of falling
from grace on account of it, but I do
hope you'll manage things so your
family and neighbors won't have to
pass through the fiery temptation of
hearing you practice too often,
Eben.”—Youth's Companion.
How Things Went.
Elliott H. Peabody is one of the
best-known men at the Worcester
county courthouse. At one time he
and a few others were interested in a
business deal which they expected to
put through on a certain day. He
was unable to be there, so the next
day telephoned to a Mr. H-for par
ticulars. A lady answered the 'phone,
and said that Mr. H-was not at
home. Mr. Peabody,supposing it to be
Mrs. H-, said: “Well, perhaps you
can tell me what I want to know. I
only wanted to inquire how things
went last night.”
The lady, in a cheerful, reassuring
tone, said: "Oh, nicely! Mrs H
is doing fine, and the baby weighs six
and a half pounds. I’m the nurse.”—
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Grandma's Occupation.
Bobby and Johnny were digging in
the sand under my window. Johnny
says: “My grandma's dead; she's
gone to Heaven; my mother says
so.”
"I know it," replies Bobby, in a mat
ter-of-fact way. “Bobby,” says
Johnny, "what do you s'spose she's
doing up there?” Without an in
stant's hesitation came the reply:
“Oh, standin' up, lookin’ round, I
guess.”
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Might Miss Something.
Edyth—I told him there was no use
wasting his time, as I didn't intend
to marry him and that if he wrote to
me I would return his letters un
opened.
Mayme-—Oh you shouldn't have done
that. He might have inclosed matinee
tickets in some of them.
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Looking Forward.
"Don't you get tired of being re
ferred to as the representative of
medacity?” .
“Sure, I do," answered Ananias. “I’d
rather be something profitable, such
as a malefactor of great wealth.”—
Washington Star.
Ask Your Grocer for “Our-Pic.”
If your grocer is one of the few who
have* not “OUR-PIE” Preparation in
stock send his name and 10 cents to
D-Zerta Food Co., Rochester. X. Y„ and
they will mail you a full size, two pie
package free. Three kinds, for making de
licious lemon, chocolate and custard pies.
The Modern Nomad.
“Did you ask that man why he paid
rent instead of owning his own home?”
asked the real estate agent.
"Yes.” answered the other. “He said
he didn't. He kept moving.”
Lewis’ Single Binder costs more than
other 5c cigars. Smokers know why.
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of your friends.
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Would-Be Contributor “Up Against"
the Misanthropic Editor.
The editor looked up as the caller
came forward, says the Cleveland
Plain Dealer.
"Sir," said the latter, "you ob
jected to the meter of the spring
poem I submitted to you the othtr
day. Because of this I have for the
present dropped poetry and turned
my attention to the art of the essay
ist. Here, sir, is a paper on ‘Woman
and Her Defects,’ which I trust you
will find to your liking.”
The editor stared hard at the title
of the essay.
“ ’Woman and Her Defects,' ” he
repeated. “Are you a married mam
sir?”
“No,” replied the caller, “I am not
married."
The editor laughed harshly.
“You should choose subjects.” he
said, "with which you have had an
opportunity to become familiar.”
And he handed hack the esaay on
“Woman and Her Defects.”
Using the Telephone.
It was the first time she had ever
used a telephone and the drug clerk
detected the fact by the nervous way
in which she held the receiver.
"Dear me," she exclaimed, timidly,
“why are all those sievelike holes in
the mouthpiece?”
"They are there for a purpose,” re
plied the drug clerk, solemnly.
“What purpose?"
"Why, so you can strain your voice. ’
And she was so embarrassed she
forgot the number she was to call up.
A Matter of Time.
It was the day of the ball game, and
Willie, the office-boy, approached the
head of the firm, and stammered: ' If
y-you p-p-pl-please, sir—”
"Come, hurry up!” said his employ
er. "If you have anything to say, say
it. Don’t take half a day.”
“But that’s just what I was going
to ask you if I could take,” said Wil
lie.—Harper's Weekly.
The Modern Ncmad.
“Did you ask that man why he paid
rent instead of owning liis own home?”
asked the real estate agent.
"Yes,” answered the other. “He said
he didn't. He kept moving.”
r Omaha Directory
• Gentleman's table, including Fine Im
ported Table Delicacies. If there is any
little it?m you are unable to obtain in yourHomeToirn
write us for prices on same, as we will be sure to havt it
Mail orders carefully filled.
IMPORTERS SND DEALERS 'N
PURE FOOD PRODUCTS
AND TABLE DELICACIES
ff'tauANra i MSWHCT 5
COURTNEY & CO., Omaha, Nebr.
E. W. ANSPACH
LARGEST COMMISSION SALESMAN OF
Horses and Mules
at IT. S. YARDS* South Omaha, Nebraska.
Auctions every Thursday throughout the y< ;ii • >;•«
ial Range Horse Sales second and fourth ThursJ -
each month throughout the season.
I. C. GALLUP, - Auctioneer.
B TAFT’S DENTAL ROOMS
1517 Douglas SI., OMAHA. HEE.
Reliable Dentistry at Moderate Plice*.
CREAM WANTED
We are in a position to pay fancy prices for hand
separator cream at our station in your town or shit
direct to us at Omaha. THfc KAiuriovr ikkamkut to.
RUBBER GOODS
bv mail at cut prices. Send for free catalogue.
MYERS-DILLON DRUG CO . OMAHA. NEBR.
OMAHA WOOL & STORAGE GO.
SHIP YOUR
ket to get better
returns. Ref., any
WOOL
to the Omaha r.iar
prices and quick
bank in Omaha.
THE PAXTON HSJS!
Rooms from fl.00 up single. 75 cents up double.
CAFE. PRICES REASONABLE
AUTOMOBILES
The best High Wheel Auto Runabout in the
World. Send for catalog. Central Implement
Co., 1115-17 Farnam Street. Omaha, Neb.
THE OMAHA WATCH r»OS
NEW BRANDEIS BLOCK. First-class Watch
Repairing and Engraving. Charges reason
able. Eyes tested free for Glasses. . Students
taken in all branches.
Do You Drink Coffee
Why put the cheap, rank, bitter-flavored coffee n
your stomach when pure GERM AN-AMERICAN
COFFEE costs no more! Insist on having it- You*
grocer sells It or can get it.
VELIE "SKT VEHICLES
ASK YOUR DEALER OR
JOHN DEERE PLOW CO.
