'RECITE FOH MOVEnf SERIAL
A maid or wlfa or widow with '"rd
hair,
And a cool cheek and pale;
Bright, mocking wit (not set down any
where) Great, glinting eyes, aoft laces, jewels
rare,
And Doucet gowns, that trail.
A man of mark, who's in the Cabinet,
And lias the nation's ear;
His hamlx are clenched, his face Is white
and set.
The red haired siren he cannot forget,
But has a wife dear, dearl
The wife's a miracle of womankind,
All wrongs and gracious curves,
Tho' suffering such agonies of mind
i'hiit scarcely she weeps herself half blind.
Her beauty she preHerves.
A close lipped, strong Jawed Monarch
of Finance,
Cvnloal. ruthless, tall:
All gold, save iron will and steely glance,
winks the markets rise and then,
perchance.
He yawns and down they fall.
Add now some dukes and marquises, t
taste.
And "extra" ladies, please.
A wicked foreign Prince dark' eyes,
small waist
A lot of love and commas, too, misplaced.
And not a few of these! ! !
Then let your puppets give their show.
where'er
It's really smart to be:
Hurllngham, Ascot, Simla, and Mayfalr,
Yacht, motor car, balloon sea, earth, ant
air.
Sahara and Paree.
Sort 'em. dust 'em, when their task Is
o'er:
Fresh names, of course, they'll need.
A coat of paint, maybe and then, once
more.
In "Dally Thrills" they'll figure, as be
fore. And he that runs (to catch his train)
may read.
Punch.
LOOSE FAfG. THE CRIZJZLy
We were now just below the edge
of the snow, and a little above the
place where Henry had seen the .bear.
There was a slight breeze blowing up
the slide. Henry now went across
through the bushes and I above, in
the open, round the edge of the snow.
Soon after- we parted I came upon
huge tracks going up on the snow. I
did not follow them, but kept on
acrofs them, parallel with Henry. I
heard a swishing sound, and, looking
up, saw a monster grizzly coming
down the snow with swift strides,
evidently in a hurry, and almost in a
line between me and the sun, t.nd
the snow was flashing round him In
a sparkling haze. There was not the
lightest sign of hesitation. When he
viewed me at a distance of about
twenty yards he raised his great head
and fixed his eyes on me. Swerving
slightly from his course, so as to
come straight at me, his forefeet ap
peared to paw the air.
I aimed at his broad chest and
fired, and with a deep, low growl he
plunged headlong down the slope,
tearing up the snow and earth. He
brought up against some small firs, a
few yards below and tried to crawl
up to me, when I finished him with a
shot behind the ear, though, as he
started struggling down through the
bush I gave him a couple more. There
was no blood from any of -the four
bullet wounds. Arthur H. MaitJey t
Recreation for November.
KEFVTE VR. OS LEU'S THEOUX
The proposed walk of four and a
quarter miles was caught up ly other
cheerful and aged ones, until eleven
starters had volunteered, says Septem
bre Outing Magazine. It is to be said
of them that Dr. Osier's heedless re
mark about chloroform had something
to do with the fire of enthusiasm
which swept these pedestrians into
their project
The ladies had a cup, of tea by way
of preliminary ceremony, and were
then persuaded to stand in column to
be photographed. The man with the
camera was a lad of 78 years, fitly
chosen for the task, Jeremiah Merritt
Oreene, who has been making pictures
in the Middle West for fifty years.
Then the signal was given for the
start and the eleven entries tripped,
away at a lively gait. Many of those
who followed them gave it. up and
went home after a few blocks because
their legs ached. Early in the pilgrim
age several of the venerable walkers
had to be held in check. It was hoped
that all of them would finish, and,
therefore, the amazing energy of the
.leaders threatened to tire out the
others. Two miles were covered as
cheerfully as if this were a picnic
party, and there were no laggards.
A few blocks from the goal, Mrs.
Maria Mueller, aged 80, who was one
of the impetuous ones that had to be
held back in the earlier stretches, be
gan to do a skipping step along the
pavement, as if she were coming
"down the middle" in an old-fashioned
Virginia reel.
She had an able partner in Mrs.
Susan Deckhart, also carrying the bur
den of 80 years, and between these two
the ardor of competition flamed so
high that they started off together on
a lively little trot for the unish. It
was a "dead heat" between the pair,
and first honors were thus divided. The
others trailed in after them in the best
of spirits, all vowing that they were by
no means exhausted.
The actual walking time for the
party averaged one hour and forty-five
minutes for four and a quarter miles.
Every one of these old ladies is the
mother of a large and sturdy family.
Their consensus of opinion concerning
their vigor in old age was that they
had worked hard in their homes all
their lives, had never "bothered their
heads about dieting," and early in life
had adopted the rule of "early to bed
and early to rise." The average age of
these eleven matriarchs is 78 years.
GENERAL MENTION.
TWO HO USE - TRA "DlffG STO'RIES
Every , one who ever lived on the
banks of the Kennebec river has heard
of "Jim" Keagan, a shrewd Irishman,
who thirty years ago, was making lots
of money buying Prince Edward
Island horses and bringing them to
Maine, where he always found a good
'. market. He was a great friend and
. admirer of James G. Blaine, who took
pleasure in riding with him behind a
good pair of roadsters.
On one occasloa "Jim" had out a
horse for the inspection of a possible
purchaser. As usual, he had a good
story to tell. Finally the visitor asked
Mr. Keagan his price.
"Five hundred dollars," was his
, prompt reply.
"I will give you a hundred and a
quarter," was the response.
"Jim" looked him over for Just a mo
ment, and, seeing that he was all done,
cocked his hat in a manner peculiar
to himself and replied, in his charac
teristic manner: "My friend, that is
a h 1 of a drop, but he is your horse."
On another occasion "Jim" bought a
fine horse from one of the nearby
towns and agreed to give 1300 for him.
The horse was brought to the stable
yard, and "Jim" counted out $300 in
bills to the seller, and, taking the hal
ter, asked if that was all right. The
seller demurred that, there should be
50 cents more for the halter.
' "You ask 50 cents for that halter?"
asked "Jim."
"Yes," came the reply.
"Well, let's see how much you get,"
and, taking the biHs back as If to re
count them, he passed the man 50
cents for the halter, which he slipped
from the head, of the fiery horse, and
remarked that he guessed he would
only take tho halter and did not care
for the horso.
MME. LAIUVIE'RE'S bad bargaij
A few days ago Mme. Larlvlere
who lives on a farm not far from
here, was surprised by a well dressed
man who came to the door with an
eager request for a rifle, says a dis
patch from Blue Sea Lake, Quebec.
As it happens, the only firearm her
husband possesses Is an ancient, wire
bound, muzzle loading shotgun.
This and the accompanying powder
horn and cap box the 'excited visitor
quickly seized. A large charge of
powder was rammed home, a rifle
cartridge lying as a curiosity upon
the little mantelpiece supplied the
bullet, and the gun was carefully
sighted and fired, to the great alarm
of the lonely housekeeper. What In
the world the map with the store
clothes and the impressive golden
chains was doing she could not
fathom.
The shot was evidently satisfactory,
for the man replaced the gun, threw
a whole stiver quarter upon the table,
and, with a smiling face, darted from
the cabin. From the window she saw
him run to the little barnyard, thero
pick up what she took to be the body
of a dead dog and drag it down the
load to where, below the hill, a
horse and buggy were standing.
Leon Larlvlere came home late that
night in a state of exhilaration. He
had had a coup or two of whisky
blanc at the village, and a traveling
drummer had paid him a dollar for
skinning a superb black fox.
"My faith, but It was a beauty," he
exclaimed. "Nice little white hair
peeping through the black fur. Why,
blood of my soul, that drummer will
sell it for maybe $300! Funny how
all the luck goes to some people!"
"What was he like, this drummer?"
asked the housewife, a suspicion of
the truth coming into her brain.
"Oh, a fine, big man. with brown
store clothes, and two big chains to
his vest," her man answered.
In a few moments Leon was tear
fully swearing at his wife for selling
his fox, killed on his land, killed with
his gun, for twenty-flve cents, while
madam with her - apron thrown up
over her face was sobbing as she
thoueht of all the fine things $300
would buy.
THANKSGIVING
DAY RATES...
To accommodate holiday travelers a rate
of one fare and one-third for the round trip
to points within 200 miles of starting point,
has been generally placed in effect by the
UNION PACIFIC
Dates of Sale, Nov., 29th and 30th, with
final return limit Dec, 4th.
Inquire of E. B. SLOSSON, Gen'l Agent.
JOOOOOCOOOOOOOOCXOOOOOOOOOO
Brief Items of Interest From Home
and Other Places.
Cleveland, O., upholsterers have or
ganized.
Central Labor Union meeting next
Tuesday evening.
Don't buy the Woman's Home Com
panion. There's a reason.
Rogers & Perkins carry an immense
line of union made shoes.
The largest line of union made shoes
In the city at Rogers & Perkins.
Omaha Typographical Union No. 190
is paying $7 and $9 to the strikers.
St. Paul barbers are entering a cam
paign designed to advertise their un
ion shop card.
If it is union made, it will have the
label. Don't take some irresponsible
clerk's word for It.
Minneapolis printers are up against
an injunction, and arguments thereon
are slated for tomorrow.
Boston Garment Workers added 300
to their membership last month .by a
thorough campaign of organization.
During the month ending November
15, twenty-eight Typographical Unions
secured contracts for the eight-hour
day.
One hundred and fifty San Fran
cisco cigarmakers are on strike to en
force a demand for a new wage
schedule.
News comes from Philadelphia that
negotiations are on looking to a set
tlement of the strike on the Phila
delphia Inquirer.
The carpenters report the state of
trade unusually good for this time or
year. There are few, if any, idle un
ion carpenters in the city.
The secretary of the Milwaukee
school .board has notified the contract
ing printers to put the label on all
work done for the board.
The continued fine weather has
been beneficial to the bricklayers.
They have been busy as nailers right
along,' and are praying for good
weather right up until Christmas eve.
Chairman Shonts wants to disre
gard all laws in the building of the
Panama canal and employ coolies
ten hours a day. Shall the coolies
and lengthened hours follow the nag?
Don't forget that Bro. McCoy, whose
advertisement appears elsewhere, is a
union boot and shoemaker and that
he carries a fine line of union made
shoes. Give him a call. He does
repairing.
"Wanted -First-class non-union com
positorf,." You see that advertise
ment every day. It's no use, however.
There are no first-class non-union com
positors. All the good ones are in
the union.
The Milwaukee railroad has granted
its car workers an increase of 5 cents
a day, and the men are now hustling
around for available building sites.
They want to put their increased
wage into houses and lots.
The Central Labor Union meets
next Tuesday evening. Let every del
egate be present. All unionists in
Kood standing are eligible to admis
sion. Help make the Central Labor
Union an active and positive force In
the labor movement "in Lincoln.
J. S. Bishop has been made chair
man of the council committee on
printing. Mr. Bishop opposed the un
ion label ordinance and waxed faceti
ous in explaining his vote. The un
ion printers need except no considera
tion at the hands of Mr. Bishop.
The building laborers are having a
prosperous season. . Work continues
good in all departments. The Inter
iirban building and the incoln Trac
tion company's improvements make
places for more men than can be se
cured. All the idle men in iLncoln
are idle froc choice.
Prince Louis of Battenburg, the
royal admiral who has just visited
the United States, is a printer by
trade. He visited the Baltimore News
office and the chapel immediately met
and elected him a member. The
prince expressed his delight and made
the printers a neat little speech.
The Brotherhood of Locomotive En
gineers and the Brotherhood of Lo
comotive Firemen are meeting with
trouble in trying to secure concesisons
from the Grand Trunk railroad. The
committees have been in Montreal six
weeks without accomplishing any
thing, and much uneasiness is felt.
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Hain-iri-the-Face, the Sioux chief
who was reputed to have fired the
shot which killed General Custer, is
dead at the Standing Rock reservation
in Boreman county. His death oc
curred September 12, but the fact
only became known to the state autho
rities today.
The Indian, during his lifetime, gave
the United States troops as much
trouble as any other who ever lived.
He always bore the reputation of be
ing a "bad" Indian, and never lost his
hatred for the white man.
Rain-in-the-Face joined Sitting Bull
in his famous uprising, and was one
of the leaders in the battle of the
Little Big Horn river, June 25, 1876,
which is popularly known as the "Cus
ter massacre." He always claimed
that he fired the shot which ended
the life of Custer. Rain-in-the-Face
was a pure blooded Sioux and was 62
years old at the time of his death.
A hard fighter, a maker of trouble,
a horse thief, an Indian who would
kill on the slightest provocation, the
best general Sitting Bull ever had un
der him in his campaigns, Rain-in-the-Face
was one of the most picturesque,
dangerous and daring chiefs who ever
fought against the troops of the Uni
ted States. He belonged to the Sioux
tribe -and was a full-blooded member
of it; without a drop of 'any other In
dian blood in his veins a fact of
which he was excessively proud.
The Guster massacre was largely
due to his oath of vengeance against
the entire Custer family an oath re
sulting from his arrest in the early
'70s by "Tom" Custer, a brother of
General Custer. Custer arrested Rain-
in-the-Face for murder tn western Da
kota and took him to a government
prison in Missouri. Here the Indian
chief was held captive several months,
but finally made his escape.
"I will kill you all," was the threat
he left behind him for "Tom" Custer
and the whole Custer family. The
Custers were warned by friendly
guides and Indians that Kain-in-the-Race
was the most formidable and
dangerous man in the entire Sioux
tribe, and that he would surely do all
in his power to carry out his threat
of vengeance. The Custers, however,
were Inclined to scoff at the Indian's
power of fulfillment of his oath.
After his escape Rain-in-the-Face
joined Sitting Bull and his braves.
It is a curious fact that, although as
sociated with Sitting Bull in many
desperate battles, Rain-in-the-Face
never had a high opinion of the old
chief.
It was a year and a half after the
escape of Rain-in-the-Face that Gen-
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TH D QUESTION with you concerning your suit or over-'
coat should be, "How much is it worth?" It should not be
"How much did it cost?" A custom made suit or overcoat
should cost no more than it is worth to you for wearing purposes.,
Is you pay more you lose. Why pay for a mere manufacturer's name?'
The clothes, not the name, is what you want. ' : --
From FIVE to FIFTEEN DOLLARS
That is range enough in custom made clothes or overcoats. More'
than that is too much. Our $5 suits and overcoats are sold elsewhere
from $8 to $12 because other dealers ask larger profits in order to
meet larger rent expenses.
Our $10 suits and overcoats are equal to any that other dealers ask
$15 and $18 for, and for the same reasons.
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We do not hesitate. to declare that our $15 suits and overcoats are the' very best that can be made.
We ask no more, because we make a fair profit at that price. You buy the goods, not the maker's name.
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Fit and Quality. An ill-fitting suit of poor quality is dear at any
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You always get the worth of your money when dealing 'with "us.
We are looking for the trade that we can keep and. to keep it we
must give satisfaction, in price, fit and quality. Try us once, and
we will take chances on your becoming a regular customer. ' We
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eral Custer and some 300 men of the
Seventh cavalry started on the hunt
for Sitting Bull. The command fol
lowed the trail of the Yellowstone
and on June 25, 1876, the United
States soldiers finally found the In
dians In camp in the valley of the
Big Horn. The Custer massacre in
spired in great measure by Rain-in-the
Face and in fulfillment of the
Indian's threat, followed.
Not knowing that they had come
upon the full body of Sitting Bull's
warriors, General Custer and his men
rode into a trap which, according to
other Indian chiefs, had been prepared
by Rain-in-the-Face when he knew the
Americans were coming to join bat
tle. Rain-in-the-Face had thrown out
scouts who kept him thoroughly post
ed on Custer's movements for more
than a week before the opposing
forces came in sight of one another.
When the fighting actually began,
. ,
had been killed by the volleys of the
Indians, it was Rain-in-the-Face who
led the final charge against the knoll
where Custer and the survivors stood,
gallantly defending themselves as best
they could. Gradually the dauntless
handful of men In blue became fewer
and fewer and gradually the shots
from the soldiers became more scat
tered, as man after man fell beneath
the bullets of the Indians,
v Finally but one liviT; form stood
erect, facing the ring of Indians. It
was General Custer, his sword shat
tered, his revolvers empty, the last
member of the Custer family at the
mercy of Rain-in-the-Face, the gen
eral's brothers already having been
killed.', There was silence for a mo
ment and the Indians ceased to fire
or advance. Then came a puff of.
smoke, a single shot, -and General Cus
ter fell dead beside his troopers. Rain-
In-the-Face had kept his oath. . '
