Nebraska Newspapers

    Loup City Northwestern
J. W. BURLEIGH, Publisher
LOUP CITY, - - NEBRASKA
NEVER ALONE ON THE SEA,
An interesting estimate of the pres
ent application of the wireless tele
graph leads to the surprising conclu
sion that, along the North Atlantic
routes, a steamer fitted with only the
least powerful instruments is never
distant out of call from another steam
er or the shore. To be sure, the num
her of ships which are equipped to pick
up communication with ene coast
promptly upon losing it to the other
coast is relatively few. But so gen
erally are the liners, small as well as
large, provided with apparatus which
enables them to send and receive mes
sages over a distance of say, 200 miles,
that a message in event of emergency
directed at any point of the course is
pretty sure to be picked up. The ves
sel as she proceeds across the ocean
comes into zone after zone where an
other vessel, know n to be equipped
with the wireless, will be according to
comparative schedules. A recently is
sued chart shows the frequency of
these intersections of lines of commu
nication by ships which are equipped
•with the instruments.
Tuberculosis, according 10 medical
science, is a communicable, preventa
ble and curable disease. It is.. how
ever. a disease for which no specific
remedy has been found. Its preven
tion and cure are matters entirely of
hygienic living, but in this respect it
is not unlike a majority of ihe physical
derangements that kill men premature
ly. If personal cleanliness, sanitary
housing and wholesome diet were the
rule instead of the exception the gen
eral health of the community would,
of course, be vastly better than it is.
Hence the knowledge of hygiene
which the tuberculosis exhibit is dis
seminating will unquestionably bring
down the death rate not only from the
white plague, hut from most, if not all
other, non-congenital diseases.
If the decisions which the courts
are just now giving out about domestic
and matrimonial affairs could be gath
ered together, they would make inter
esting reading. Lately, the obligation
of a man to support a woman who
marries him on a nominal income,
showing thereby her folly, was mooted
in the courts, the judges dividing on
this matter. Now a New Jersey judge
decides that poor cooking is not suffi
cient excuse for a man to leave his
otherwise happy home. He added that
marriage is a lottery; that a man
knows he takes chances, and that il
he draws a blank in the cookery line
he must stand by his bargain. And yet
women keep on complaining of the
"man-made law.'*
Switzerland has declared war on
"cart-wheel" millinery. The big hats
which have had so much vogue among
the women are to he classed as bicy
cle wheels on Swiss railways, and will
have to be conveyed in the luggage
vans. The official notice reads as fol
lows: "Ladies' hats more than Sir;,
inches in diameter will, according to
article 117 of the railway tariff adopted
in February, 1906, henceforth be re
garded as wheels. Any lady wearing a
hat of larger dimensions who desires
to travel by a Swiss passenger train
must either ride in the luggage van oi
deposit her hat with the luggage guard
and enter the passengers’ carriage
bare-headed.”
Singularly enough the government
of Japan joins the government of
Russia in denouncing and suppressing
the works of Count Leo Tolstoy. As
the great Russsian writer is a free
thinker, and not what is known as an
orthodox Russian, the reason for ab
juring his works in that country is
l>oth religious and governmental for
the tough old count, if not a nihilist,
is something equally as good. In
Japan, however, they do not care for
his religionus aberrations, but they
consider his political teachings demor
alizing to the youth of the nation.
Ltet the average kidnaper know that
for his attempted crime he will, if de
tected, pay with his life—either give
him a life imprisonment or mete out tc
him the same punishment which is
given to murderers—and he will find
this dastardly occupation not worth
his while. Maudlin sympathy ig
wasted upon the kidnaper, as only
strenuous methods' *wiir stamp out
such vermin, afcd ft is to be hoped that
the recent demonstration of its hor
rors will prove that more stringent
laws governing its punishment arc
needed.
Fewer auto arrests are being made
in New York. That is one sign that
the crusade against the "scorchers”
and the baby slayers is getting in its
work. There is a wholesome scare
among the chauffeurs who have been
in the habit of defying the speed
laws and running away after running
down victims.
Some of the impatient waiters out
on the rural routes may by this time
think congress has decided to take
garden seeds off the free list.
The fishing season is surely open.
The story comes from California of a
fish caught near a town there which is
blue-eyed and bearded like a goat. It
is added that the fish is iridescent. So
it may also be added, is the story—in
fact, probably even more highly col
ored than the fish.
The warship Mississippi was not
blown up, and the Italian anarchist did
not make passes at the ex-president.
Who is this wireless comedian in the
mid-Atlantic, anyway?
AFFAIR OF THE
PANAMA HAT
BY AN EX-OPERATIVE OF
THE SECRET SERVICE
CAPTAIN DICKSON TELLS
OF ACQUIRING AN UGLY
SCAR EARLY IN HIS CAREER
prow of the boat grated on the beach
and four men stepped out. I had only
counted on two. In my hurried ride
I had planned out my course of action.
I had read somewhere of a soldier
capturing a company of the enemy
singlehanded, and 1 intended to follow
his plan.
"As the four men advanced up the
shelving hank 1 gave a tense command
to an imaginary posse hid hack in the
shadows and. with my revolver leveled
1 stepped out into the moonlight, cov
ering the neatest of the men.
“This trick may have worked with
soldiers, hut it certainly didn't go
with border outlaws. No sooner had I
stepped front the shadows than the
four men reached for their guns, at
the same instant dropping flat upon
the ground, where they were almost
invisible.
"1 took hurried aim at the foremost
man and pulled the trigger. The
hammer fell with a metallic click,
which rang sharp and distinct in the
still air. Then, with a sickening
sinking of the heart, I remembered
that in my hasty departure 1 had
failed to load the revolver. I was
unarmed and at the mercy of the out
law's.
“These incidents had happened with
marvelous swiftness. Instantly there
was a flare of light, a loud report, and
a bullet sang uncomfortably close to
my ear. It was the first time 1 was
ever under fire. There was a second
flash, and my right arm dropped limp
ly to my side. I sprang for the shad
ow's of the cottonwoods just as the
third revolver cracked. The bullet
cut across the back of my neck and I
fell unconscious.
“When I came to myself 1 was in
"The ij’.en jerked me out of the
boat with small ceremony when we
reached the shore. I moaned piteous
ly and lay limp and inert, clutching
the hat with niv left hand, the writ
ing underneath. As they packed me
up the bank 1 dropped the hat in the
shadow of a bush. After this I be
came unconscious from the pain of
my wounds.
"I came to in a small room with a
single window up near the ceiling. It
was heavily barred with iron, between
which I could see a single star, so I
knew that it was still night. I lay
there for a long time, it seemed, half
conscious and utterly resigned. I was
suffering too much and was too weak
from loss of blood to care whether I
lived or died. In fact, I think I pre
ferred to die. The smugglers had not
dressed my wounds and 1 felt that I
was slowly bleeding to death, it was
beyond my strength to make any ef
fort to escape.
“I had dozen off again. I suppose,
when the report of shots awakened
me. A battle seemed to be in progress
about the building, but 1 was too
weak to more than raise myself upon
my good elbow for a moment; then
I fell back panting and exhausted.
The rattle of firearms grew less dis
tinct, as if the shots were coming
from a great distance .and 1 slept
again.
"The next I knew Jarrall was bend
ing over me. I was in bed and very
weak. It was the room where I had
stopped in Presidio. I felt that it
was a Hallucination of my feverish
brain.
"it was little that I did towards my
recovery. Jarrall did it all. By force
of his personality he nursed me back
^17ESi J ,,i‘* i,roniise t0 tel1 >ou
** V how I got this wound,” re
Jl plied t’apt. Dickson, w'hen I
recalled his mention, in a
former reminiscence, of the ugly scar
on the back of his neck.
"It happened when I was voting in
the service, and it was due to my am
bition and foolhardiness, a combina
tion that is dangerous in any ones
system. The adventure came near
costing me my life. 1 have always
connected that affair with a Panama
hat. A Panama hat got me into trouble
and got me out again, in the end
saving nty life."
"The Chinese exclusion act has giv
en a lot of trouble to the government
in one way and another, but the con
sequence I am most familiar with is
the smuggling of coolies into this
country through Mexico and Canada.
Coolie labor is cheap, and it is a profit
able job to slip a bevy of them across
the frontier.
'Things began to take a lively turn
as soon as 1 reached Presidio, my
headquarters, a village of mud huts
and rambling shanties on the Rio
Grande. I left the Southern Pacific at
Nopal and rode many weary miles
across country. Over the river, in
Mexico, was the dirty village of Presi
dio del Norte, it is impossible to
imagine a more forsaken looking place.
The Rio Conchos. a river of uncertain
habits, flowed into the Rio Grande
here. It was by means of. this river
that coolies were brought to Presidio
de! Norte.
"I had arrived in Presidio wearing
a heavy Scotch hat. It had been cooi
when 1 left Washington and this was
my first trip to the Texas border. I
saw at once that my hat was a back
number. Jarrail. the customs officer,
suggested that I get a Panama, telling
me that I could secure a smuggled one
at a reasonable price from a dealer in
the village.
"He said he knew they were smug
gled. but that there was no remedy
for it as the government didn't think
it of sufficient importance to put its
agents on the case, and he was pow
erless without them. I took his ad
vice and bought a Panama, the largest
and whitest anil most conspicuous one.
"The next morning after my arrival
I crossed over to the Mexican village,
to look around a bit and see if I
couldn't pick up some valuable infor
mation. I was wandering about, star
ing at the crude hats and the naked
babies, when I encountered an Ameri
can wearing a hat that was a dupli
cate of my own, only his showed
marks of hard usage.
"'Hello!’ he said, 'when did you get
in?'
"I was on the point of telling him
that he had made a mistake, but
something prompted me to play him
along and see what- he was up to. I
merely replied:
“ ‘Yesterday.’
“'Where is Munson?- he queried,
looking me over carefully.
" 'He will be here later,' I replied at
a venture.
“ 'Now let’s get down to business,'
he began.
“ 'All right,’ I replied.
“'We have 300 coming down to
night,' he said, 'and 200 more in three
days. The boats are ready and Man
uel is in charge at Huataz so there
isn't a chance for anything to go
wrong at that end of the line.'
“He paused a moment to mix an
other highball which he swallowed at
a gulp.
" You know where to meet us to
night?’ he queried.
“ 'The instructions haven't been too
plain,’ I replied.
“ 'Hlante that mutton-headed India:*,’
he swore. ’1 might have known that
he couldn't get anything straight.
Well, 1 will have to tell you all over
again. You and Munson be at the cot
tonwood towhead two miles above
town at 11:30 to-night to check up the
cattle and pay over the money. Take
the north trail from Presidio and turn
to the left at the giant cactus. You
can't miss the way. It is about two
miles. The cattle-path at the cactus
will lead von out to the landing at the
towhead. Andrews and I will come
over with the first boat and we ca,n
check up as they land. I suppose you
have the papers,’ he concluded.
“ No, Munson has them,' I ventured,
feeling sure that if Munson didn't
have them I did not know where they
were.
“ Well, be sure than Munson brings
them along,' he admonished.
"This concluded the interview and
I lost no time in getting back across
the river to tell Jarrall of my adven
ture. He was delighted at my luck.
“At five minutes after ten I heard
horses' hoofs pounding the sand to
the south. 1 could almost have shout
ed, for I was sure that it was Davis
and his rangers. It was only the mes
senger whom we had dispatched in
the morning. He was covered with
gray dust and his throat was so
choked he couldn't speak. He literally
fell from his horse before Jarrall's
door, and we had to support him as he
staggered into the room. A few
drinks put him on his feet, and then
he told us that the rangers were not
at their headquarters but had gone
in pursuit of a band of cattle thieves.
"•Well, we can go after them our
selves.' i said. ‘There will only be
two against two and we will have the
advantage by surprising them,’
Jarrall looked at me in blank sur
prise.
“ 'You must be crazy, man. to sug
gest such a thing. 1 am not counted
a coward, but 1 wouldn’t undertake
the job without at least half a dozen
good men at my back, for all the gold
in the world. It would mean certain
death for both of us. No, i am not a
candidate for the undertaker just yet.’
"With that 1 buckled on my revolver
and started for the door.
" I wouldn't do that, old man,' Jar
rall breathed, a look of real concern
displacing the amused expression that
had so nettled me. 'My CJod, man, you I
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don't know what you are doing, i
haven't lived on the border ten years
for nothing. You wilt be killed. I
can't—I won't permit it.'
"I turned on him and snarled in
his face:
'“ You are not big enough to hold
me and you can't keep me any other
way unless you shoot me. and 1 don't
think you want to commit murder.’
“1 poured out a volume of vile abuse
for which 1 was afterwards heartily
ashamed.
“ 'I am going,’ I concluded, and with
that l sprang out of the house and set
off at a run for the north trail.
•• 'Wait until 1 get my gun and I
will go with you,’ Jarrall shouted after
me, but. I paid no attention to him.
"It was half-mist, ten. and I knew it
would be a tight race to be at the ap
pointed place on time. The messen
i ger's horse was standing before the
door. 1 mounted it and set out at a
i rapid rate for the trail. It was a wild
ride through the chaparral that night,
! my heart beating time to the pounding
: of the horse s hoofs. At the giant
| cactus I hobbled the pony and has
| tened, on foot, down the cattle-trail
towards the river.
“As I came in sight of the water,
shining white and silvery through the
i bushes, I could make out the bulk of
i boat approaching. 1 gripped my revol
| ver nervously and waited for it to
j land. The cottonwood trees cast
i heavy shadows where I crouched, and
this gave me the advantage of the
smugglers, for the moonlight was al
most as brilliant as sunlight. The
the bottom of a boat and the four men
were paddling with might and main
for the Mexican shore. Here was s.
pretty mess my rashness had dragged
me into. 1 realized that the men would
show me no mere}', that death prob
ably awaited me at the landing. But
I was mistaken in this. They did not
know that I had recovered conscious
ness and I could hear what they said
when they paused in their furious row
ing to catch their breath.
“They seemed highly excited over
my single-handed attempt to capture
them. One of them, a Mexican, wanted
to kill me at once, but the American
wouldn't hear to it. He advised that
I be revived and made to tell just what
I knew. This met with general ap
proval, and it was decided that 1
should be taken to the house that I
had visited that morning in company
with the American. They were go
ing to hold me a prisoner there until
they had gained the information Ihey
wanted, and then they were going to
make an end of me.
“They stopped talking and resumed
their paddling. I was in the heavy
shadows at the bottom of the boat,
and when I noticed that my big Pana
ma hat was resting on my chest an
idea came to me. I fished a pencil
stub from a pocket and, with my left
hand, scrawled a message to Jarrall
on the brim of the big hat. It was a
miserable effort, and I feared it would
be unintelligible. I told him of my
capture, that I was wounded, and be
ing taken to the house with the broken
column.
to life and health, and when 1 got
strong enough to talk and tried to
apologize to him and ask his forgive
ness for my abominable conduct he
would not permit it. He was a man
and a gentleman, at all times.
"One day he told me how he had
come to rescue me.
"He had followed after me when I
ran from the house, only stopping
long enough to get his gun. This de
lay had allowed me to mount the
horse and secure a good start. He
knew it was useless to follow on foot,
and he had lost further time catching
a pony and saddling it.
“Refore he managed to reach the
giant cactus where I had hobbled my
horse, he heard the firing at the land
ing. He had arrived at the river in
time to see the boat landing at the
farther shore.
“As soon as the bandits had left,
he swam his horse across the stream
and found my hat. His pony struck it
with a hoof and knocked it out into
the moonlight. He had picked it up
and found the message upon the brim.
“Appreciating that pursuit was use
less, he had hastened back to Presidio
to secure assistance. - He met Capt.
Davis and ten rangers on the way.
They had returned to camp sooner
than was expected, and seeing Jar
rail’s note, had pushed on to Presidio
without, rest.
“The rangers then committed a
breach of international law. With
Jarrall for guide, they had invaded
Mexico and rescued me.”
(Copyright, 190S, by W. G. Chapman.)
(Copyright in Great Britain,)
Declared Worse Than Cancer
Of the Two, Pangs of Toothache Are
Less Easy to Bear.
“You of the younger generation,”
said the dentist, severely, "don’t appre
ciate the importance of the conquest
of toothache that dentistry has made.
"Toothache is the worst torture that
ever afflicted mankind. Its pains—
’lancinating' they are technically called
—are worse than the pains of cancer.,
Worse than cancer; that is the truth;
I have heard it from physicians, I
have heard it from three old people
whom cancer finally killed. They all
said that the pain of cancer at its
worst was mild beside the pain of the
worst toothache.
“Toothache drove DeQuincey to
opium-eating. DeQuincey, too, says
in his ‘Opium Eater’—like all dentists,
l have the passage by heart:
“ ‘No stronger expression of tooth
ache's intensity and scorching fierce
ness can be imagined than this fact—
that, within my private knowledge,
two persons, who had suffered alike
under toothache and cancer, have pro
nounced the former to be, on the scale
of torture, by many degrees the worse.
In both, there are at times lancinating
pangs—keen, glancing, arrowy radia
tions of anguish; and upon these the
basis of comparison is rested—
paroxysm against paroxysm—with the
result that I have stated.’ "
An Accessible Governor.
On the glass of the double doors
leading to the offices of the governor
of Massachusetts there is printed this
cordial Invitation: "Walk in.” And
many visitors to the famous state.
bouse beneath the golden dome on
Beacon Hill who mightx otherwise pass
by contenting themselves with furtive
glances feel that here is a welcome
so plain and cordial that any timidity
they might otherwise be conscious of
is entirely dispelled.—National Mags
tine.
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CHIOACO
ANOTHER TERROR.
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Frightened Pup—Gee! I always
heard that women were going into
everything; but 1 never knew there
were lady dog catchers;
Counsel Sought from Christian Men.
An evidence of the part which our
missionary colleges arc to play in the
reconstruction of Turkey is found in
the appointment of two professors in
Euphrates college on a committee to
consider educational measures for one
of the large interior provinces. One,
Prof. X. Tenekijian. several years ago
served a term of six months in prison,
being falsely accused of disloyalty,
and Prof. Xahigian studied for a time
under President Angell at Ann Arbor.
Both are scholarly and earnest Chris
tian men. The same governor has also
asked Dr. H. N. Barnum, the veteran
missionary of the American board in
eastern Turkey, to suggest what in
his judgment will promote popular ed
ucation and social reform.
Cause for Relief.
An Alabama man tells of an unique
funeral oration delivered in a town
of that state not long ago by a darky
preacher.
Now, it seems that the habits of the
deceased brother had not been irre
proachable, to the great scandal of the
worthy pastor of the flock. So, in
summing up the case at the funeral,
the preacher delivered himself of the
following:
“My brethren and sisters, we are
here to pay our last sad respects to
our departed brother. Some says he
was a good man, and some says he
was a bad man. Where he has gone
to we can’t tell, but in our grief we
have one consolation, and that is—
he's dead.” «
LIGHT BOOZE
Do You Drink It?
A minister's wife had quite a tussle
with coffee and her experience is in
teresting. She says:
‘‘During the two years of my train
ing as a nurse, while on night duty, I
became addicted to coffee drinking. Be
tween midnight and four in the morn
ing, when the patients were asleep,
there was little to do except make the
rounds, and it was quite natural that
I should want a good, hot cup of cof
fee about that time. It stimulated me
and I could keep awake better.
“After three or four years of coffee
drinking I became a nervous wreck
and thought that I simply could not
live without my coffee. All this time
I was subject to frequent bilious at
tacks, sometimes so severe as to keep
me in bed for several days.
"After being married. Husband
begged me to leave off coffee for he
feared that it had already hurt me
almost beyond repair, so I resolved to
make an effort to release myself from
the hurtful habit.
“I began taking Postum, and for a
few days felt the languid, tired feeling
from the lack of the stimulant, hut I
liked the taste of Postum and that
answered for the breakfast beverage
all rig^it.
“Finally I began to feel clearer head
ed and had steadier nerves. After a
year’s use of Postum I now feel like a
new woman—have not hac! any bilious
attacks since I left off coffee.”
“There’s a Reason.” Read “The Road
to Wellville,” in pkgs.
Ever read tbe above letter f A »ew
one appearn from time to time. ‘IMiey
are seanine, true, and tall ot hnmaa
latereat
KNEW APPROPRIATE THING.
Clerk May Have Meant Well, But It
Is Somewhat Doubtful If He
Made a Sale.
Clerks in bookstores are exported to
know the inside of every book, and to
be able to advise prospective custom
ers much as a doctor prescribes for a
patient. A writer in Tit Hits relates
the following rather one-sided conver
sation which took place in a book
store. The lady entered in a hurry.
"I've only got a little time," she said
to the clerk, "and I want to get my
husband a book for his birthday. Show
me what }rou have.
“I don't want anything too expen
sive, and I don’t want anything cheap,
either. He's a mild-mannered man,
and not fond of sports, so don't show
me anything in that line. And don't
show me anything in the way of
trashy novels; and I might as well say
right off that you can't persuade me
to buy history or biography.
“I'm in a dreadful hurry, and I've
wasted too much time here already.
Of course you don't know my hus
band, but from all I've said can’t, you
suggest something appropriate?"
"Yes, ma'am,'’ said the clerk, hum
bl.v, looking along the shelves. "Here's
a book called ‘How to Manage a '/.lik
ing Machine.’ ’’
BRIGHT IDEA.
Miss Citykid—Oh, Willie, wouldn't it
be lovely if we could catch one and
take it home and tame it?
Does the World Think?
Man is evidently made for thought;
this is his whole dignity and his whole
merit: his whole duty is to think as
he ought. Now the order of thought
is to begin with self, and wTith its :*<i
tlior and its end. Now of what thinks
the world? Never of these things, but
of dancing, playing the lute, singing,
making verses, tilting at the ring etc.,
of fighting, making ourselves king3.
without thinking what it is to ho a
king or what to be a man.—Pascal.
Sheer white goods, in fact, any fine
wash goods when now, owe much of
their attractiveness to the way they
are laundered, this being done in i
manner to enhance their textile beau
ty. Home laundering would be equal
ly satisfactory if proper attention was
given to starching, the first essential
being good Starch, which has sufficient
strength to stiffen, without thickening
the goods. Try Defiance Starch and
you wall be pleasantly surprised at the
improved appearance of your work.
Wcrk for the Young Man.
There is a place for you. young
man. and there is a work for you to
do Rouse yourself up and go after it.
Put your hands cheerfully and proud
ly to honest labor. A Spanish maxim
runs: “He who loseth wealth, loseth
much; he who loseth a friend, loseth
more.; but he who loseth his energies,
loseth all”
A Quandary.
“A necklace of diamonds has been
stolen from me!’’ said Mrs. Cumrox.
“Aren't you going to notify the po
lice?" “I don't know what to do It
does seem rather classy to be robbed
of jewelry; and yet I hate to have peo
ple think I d ever miss a little thing
like a necklace."
The Scrubwoman’s Lunch.
“I used to let my scrubwoman get
herself a little lunch,” said the city
flat dweller. “It’s the nice thing to
do, I know, and I like to do It, but l
nad to quit in self-defense. She took
an hour to get her lunch and ear It
and charged \me extra for the time
she put in.’’
With a smooth iron and Defiance
Starch, you can launder your shirt
waist just as well at home as the
steam laundry can; it will have the
proper stiffness and finish, there will
be less wear and tear of the goods,
and it will be a positive pleasure to
use a Starch that does not stick to the
iron.
A Diplomat.
Mother—Aren't you ever going to
get over fighting, Willie?
Willie—Yes'm, when I’m licked.
Nebraska Directory
RUBBER GOODS
b’» mail at cut prices. Send for free catalogue.
Myers d»llon drug co.. umaha nebk.
KODAK FINISHING ‘v1.
attention. AU supplies for the Amateur sttnj y
fresli. Semi for eutaiopue and tin inking price*..
THE ROBERT DEMPSTER CO.,
Sox H97, Omaha, Neb.
PLEATING
All Kind.*
Dyeing and Cleaning
Racking, Buttons, etc. Semi for free price
list ami samples. IDEAL PLEATIN' - to,,
202 Douglass Blk., Omaha, Neb.
TYPEWRITERS^^
from 25% to 7«>',c ou all nuKf'.
Send for larjre list Number
iRepairiiitr of all kinds.
CENTRAL TYPEWRITER EXCHANGE. Oraha.
THE PAXTON SS S.I
Rooms from $1.00 up single, 7ft cents up double.
CAFE PRICES REASONABLE
Sharpies Crt". W"1 Best
insist ou having them. Ask your local dealer or
JOHN DEERE, Omaha-Soo Falls
DO YOU WANT CASH
exchange Engines, Boilers. Motors. Dynamos, Autos,
tnd special Machinery for the Mi 11. Kicvator.Cream
ery and Laundry. Complete Heating, Lighting, or
Power Plants installed. _ .. . .
PETERS « EBHOLM CO., Omaha. Neb.
DRAIN TILE
Drain your lands
and make them
valuable. Hollow
Building Blocks, Brick. Tile Rooting and all
kinds of Taints and Colors. Omaha Brick, Paint
fTile Co., Work, 2nd and Hlckor, Sts., Omaha, Neb.
PARMER’S COFFEE
Handled by all Grocers. Guaranteed to give
satisfaction. Imported, Boasted and Packed by
V. D. PARMER CO., Ornalta, Jlrtnuie
Blue
Package
20c