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is warranted to give satisfaction.
BARBER FOSTER
INVEST YOUR MONEY
IN THE NEW BREWING AND ICE PLANT
LINCOLN BREWING & I(E (0.
The shares are $50 each, payable
in 10 months at $5.00 per month on each share purchased.
It is confidently expected that this stock will increase in value
rapidly and also pay large dividends. The most conservative
business men of Lincoln are buying this stock, and we want
YOU to have at least one share, as it is intended to secure the
co-operation of many hundreds of stockholders with small in
vestments, rather than a few with large investments.
Every dollar subscribed will be put into the company's
property; no cash is paid out for promotion.
EVERY DOLLAR OF COST WILL BE UNION MA
TERIAL AND LABOR.
It seems unnecessary to argue the profit in the busi
ness. Ice, alone, will pay good dividends. The most conser
vative estimate would be at least ten per cent annually.
Many other concerns pay four or five times this.
Write to any address below and say how many shares
you want. No money will be asked for until enough is sub
scribed to make it safe to call the money. It will be thirty or
sixty days before any money will be asked for, and then you
will be notified where to pay the first payment.
DIRECTORS-
MORRIS FRIEND, T. J. DOYLE, Attorney, ZULIUS REUSCH,
Cor. 7th and P Sts. FunKe Building 225 So. lllh St.
W. I. LEDI0YT, E. R. BATHRICK.
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the best manufacturing condition the shoes that
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shown herewith. Ask your dealer for Union
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HERK is honor anions the deni
lll zens of Paxton allpy, hut Mr
Smith's toy -shop stood at the
very entrance, and they reckoned him
out of bounds.
From time to time evil-looking men
muttered to one another about the
long stocking that Mr. Smith was
supposed to have filled; but he had
figured in the prize ring in his young
er days, and he was said to sleep
with a big knob stick beside him.
So the matter ended at mutterings.
A big, powerful man was Mr. Smith:
aad he had a powerful edge to his
tongue. Every one in the alley feared
him except Jimmy.
Mr. Smith knew him as the extra
ordinary paper-boy who brought back
a dime given him in mistake for a
penny, an event which was his
torical in the alley. At the time it
gave rise to doubts as to Jimmy's
sanity, but afterward it was held that
he was "playing up to the old
man."
Anyhow, Mr. Smith took two pa
pers regularly afterward; and the day
after his funeral which was the day
before Christmas eve a sleek man
in a shiny top hat invaded Paxlon al
ley, escorted by a policeman, and
took evidence as to the identity of
"the bey called Jimmy who sold pa
pers" to the public generally, and in
particular to the late Mr. Smith.
When the sleek man was satisfied
upon this point he proclaimed Jimmy
the sole legatee of the estate, which
comprised the little shop and house
and all their contents.
"You'll find a long stocking some
where, I expect," the lawyer said,
"and you'd better bring it to me to
take care of; and if I were you 1
should take the name of Smith."
Under ordinary circumstances Jim
my would have been elated by his
good fortune, but somehow the world
had not interested him lately. He
had had a terrible cough for weeks
-his business exposing him to the
climate and just now he felt tired,
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Jimmie's Xmas Stocking Jirr.mie
Opened His Eyes.
tnd had nasty pains in his side, and
seemed to be burning all over.
He moved in on the morning of
hristmas eve, and explored the
house with a kind of numb curiosity.
He spent most of the morning in the
shop parlor in the arm-chair in front
of the fire. He did not even go out
to the quick-lunch room for the beau
tiful dinner that he had promised
himself. He had taken a lot of milk
from the milkman, and he kept drink
ing that. He did not seem to care
about anything but milk, and every
thing felt strange and uncanny. The
figure on the mantelpiece a white
bearded old gentleman which he be
lieved was called Santa Claus was
the strangest and uncanniest of all.
The fire was almost out, so he put
on some more coal. He saw that it
was nearly four o'clock. "Lumme!
he muttered. "I've let the day go, an'
'aven't done no bus'ness. This won't
do. I'll take down the shutters, an1
open the shop."
It had been a hard autumn, and
the people on whom Paxton alley
preyed were short of money. So Pax
ton alley was short of money, too.
If few entered the shop, there were
enough outside. A dozen cold, red-
blue noses flattened themselves
against the glass; a dozen shrill
voices clamored; a dozen little hands
pointed with grimy, chilblainy fingers
here and there.
Jimmy remembered when he was a
'kid" how he used to spend hours at
the toy-shop window, and how the
woman he lived with then had thrash
ed him for spending on marbles a
penny of the money he had taken for
papers. It was his own money, he
held, or he wouldn't have done it.
For, by some freak of nature, Jimmy
was honest But now he could hard
ly sit up in a chair, and he didn't
believe he could walk; but when a
woman came in for a ten-cent doll,
he managed to crawl to the window
to serve her.
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There was a wild chorus of recog
nition when he appeared between the
tiingy green curtains that slid along
a rail. "Jimmy!" "Jimmy!" "Want
any one to run your errins, Jimmy?"
"Yer might give us somethink, Jim
my?" He heard all these greetings
and a dozen more.
He shook his head and returned to
his seat. He certainly did feel ill,
and he seemed to lose things for a
few minutes, until Bill Black came
in for three little toys. Bill was
looked up to in the a.l!ey as a man
who did "big jobs," and the Blacks
were generally reckoned well-to-do;
but Bill's transactions hadn't been
very profitable lately, and he had to
be cartful, because he knew that the
police had their eye on him. So they
were hard up, like the rest.
'Found the long stockin', Jimmy?"
he asked, casually, when he had
taken the toys.
No," said Jimmy. "And if I had
it 'u'd be at the lawyer s. Bill, an
don't yer make no mistake."
Bill growled under his breath. "If
yer didn't look half dead I'd knock
yer head o-f, yer young hound," he
said, "insinywaitin' ag'inst an honest
man. Goin' to offer to do any think
fer yer, the missus was, wot I'll soon
put a stop to now."
He gave Jimmy a ferocious scowl
as he went out, and Jimmy resolved
that if he found the stocking he
would take it to the lawyer at once.
He went to the door and faced a
crowd of excited faces that ranged
in rows from the front of the, shop
right across the alley.
Jimmy!" they cried. "Give us
somethink! Yer might, Jimmy!"
Jimmy always said afterward that
he only did it because he thought he
was dying, and the toys would be no
use to him. and the pains in his
heart "drawed him out of himself."
He tried to speak, but his voice was
only a whisper. So he beckoned to
a big boy and whispered to him; and
the boy stood up on the doorstep,
and shouted to the crowd: "Jimmy's
goin' to give yer a toy each. Jim
my "
The big boy went sprawling before
the crowd that swayed and struggled
in, and Jimmy was driven back to the
counter.
Women came in to plead for their
babies at home. Boys and girls
came in to remind him of their broth
ers and sisters. By nine o'clock he
had given to every small inhabitant
of the alley.
Then Jimmy tried to go to bed,
but was so weak and giddy that he
could not climb the stairs. So he
sat in the arm-chair instead. He
felt strange as well as poorly. The
chairs, the fire-irons, the coal-scuttle,
the table-cover, everything, seemed, to
turn into fantastic figures, and long
tailed demons were running up the
blinds. Santa Claus on the mantel
piece was scowling and sneering at
him.
Jimmy got into a sudden rage with
Santa Claus and struck him with his
fist.
Santa Claus tottered on the man
telpiece, but righted himself. He was
more solid and weighty than Jimmy
had imagined, and there -was a clink
ing sound as he swayed a sound of
clinking money. The truth flashed
upon Jimmy as he sank back exhaust
ed in the arm-chair. The "long
stocking" was in Santa Claus, and he
could not get to it, and he never
would, because he was going to die.
He saw Santa Claus leering at him
when he woke, and in his dreams,
and when he dozed. Then he sudden
ly looked frightened. Some one was
knocking loudly at the door. That was
what frightened him. Jimmy woke
completely just as the knocking
ceased. He must have been asleep
a long time, he thought, -because the
fire was low; and he supposed he
1 had been what they called light
headed. There was a grating noise
outside the window the noise of
some one slipping a knife through
the frame . to press back the catch.
Jimmy struggled to move, but his
limbs only wriggled a little. He
tried to shout, but no sound came.
The shutters came open with a
crash, and Bill Black stepped within.
The short, jagged knife that he had
opened the window with was still in
his hand; and Santa Claus seemed
taunting Jimmy. "You've given them
my toys," he said. "111 give him your
money."
Jimmy closed his eyes to escape
the sight of the knife, but he felt
Black looking at him. Then, to his
surprise, he went away into the
shop. Jimmy heard a noise of un
barring and unlocking. Then he felt
a cool hand on his pulse.
"Collapse," a pleasant voice said.
"It's lucky we weren't an hour later."
Jimmy opened his eyes, and saw the
doctor and Black bending over him.
"I've been playin' at Santa Claus,
matey," Black said. "We judged yer
was pretty bad not to answer the
knockin', so I got in. Rare nice toys
them was yer gave my young 'uns.
Judged yer was .pretty bad, so I
fetched 'em."
Bill Black looked at the fire
thoughtfully, and repeated to himself:
"Rare nice toys." Then he carried
Jimmy upstairs and helped th doc
tor put him to bed. He was wonder
fully gentle in handling Jimmy.
Mrs. Black was gentler still with
Jimmy while she nursed him and he
grew very -fond of her. Bill and
young Bill were looking after the
shop, she said, and doing "very fair,"
and she hoped he'd take young Bill
in the business.
Jimmy nodded and smiled feebly
he did everything feebly just then
and- promised to take young Bill,
and said he made no doubt they'd
do very well; but in his heart he was
worried about the business.
Three weeks later Jimmy came
downstairs to the shop parlor, and
the first thing he noticed was that
Santa Claus was gone from the man
telpiece. He was very weak, and he
could not help a few tears coming
to his eyes; but he had brushed them
away before Bill came in.
"Feel all right, boy?'" Bill asked.
"Yes, Bill," Jimmy said. "Pretty
fair." .
"Seems strange down here, don't
it?"
"A little strange," Jimmy agreed.
Bill cut some hard tobacco in the
palm of his hand, and whistled soft
ly and filled his pipe. "Notice any
thing pertickler strange?" he - sug
gested. His eyes were on the man
telpiece, where Santa Claus wasn't,
and so were Jimmy's.
"No," said Jimmy, bravely. "No,
Bill."
"Not on the mantelshelf?"
Jimmy pressed his finger-nails
against his palms. "There was a
sort of figure there," he said, "wasn't
there's Bill? I I s'pose it got broke.
It doesn't matter, Bill. It it wasn't
worth nothink."
Bill laughed and slapped his leg
with his hand. "Yer ain't no judge
of figures, matey, I can see. That
'ere was a curious old piece of stuff,
an' valerble, or I ain't no judge. I
took the notion o' lockin' 'im away
upstairs, Jimmy " E$l put his
great hand on the boy's shoulder.
"The long stockin' were inside him!
Over a thousand dollars. I took the
liberty of usin' the odd money in the
bus'ness for yer, but the thousand is
there. An' it's Jucky fer yer, matey,
as yer was dealin' with an honest
man wot might have been diffrint
if you hadn't given the kids them
toys!"
For there is honor among Paxton
alley; and Paxton alley extends to
the toy-shop now Jimmy and young
Bill are there! '
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good or better than the flour you are
now using. We care not what the
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price to the consumer rather than
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Will you save it?
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to bring you a sack of Ideal Flour.
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Notice to Creditors.
Estate No. 2328 of Jennie E. Miller
deceased, county court of Lancaster
County, Nebraska.
The State of Nebraska, ss.: Credi
tors . of said estate will take notice
that the time limited for presenta
tion and filing of claims against said
estate is July 15, 1908, and xor pay
ment of debts is February 16, 1909;'
tnat I will sit at the County Court
room in said County, on April 15, 1908,
at 2 p. m., and on July lo, 1908, at 2
p. m., to receive, examine, hear, allow
or adjust- all claims and objections
duly filed.
Dated, December 5, 1907. :.
P. JAS. COSGRAVE,
(Seal.) County Judge.
By WALTER A. LEESE, Clerk.'
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Notice, to Creditors.
Estate No. 2320 of Mary Crawford,
deceased, in County Court of Lancas
ter County, Nebraska.
The State of Nebraska, ss.: Cred
itors of said estate will take notice
that the time limited for presentation
and filing ot claims against said estate
is July 15, 1908, and for payment of
debts is February 16th, 1909; that I
will sit at the County Court room in
said county, on April 15th, 1908, at 2
p. m., and on July 15th, 19u8, at 2 p. m.,
to receive, examine, hear, allow, or ad
just all claims and objections duly
filed. Dated December 6th, 1907.
P. JAS. COSGRAVE, .
(Seal) County Judge.
By WALTER A. LEESE, Clerk.
37-4
Notice of Adoption.
In re adoption No. 242 of "Lauren"
in County Court of Lancaster County,
Nebraska.
The State of Nebraska, to all per
sons interested, take notice that Wal
ter B. Schermerhorn and Louise C
husband and wife, have filed
their petition for the adoption
of "Lauren" a male minor child
with bestowal of property rights and
change of name, which has been net
for hearing before this Court on Jan
uary 20, 1908, at 9 o clock a. ni , when
you may appear, object to and con
test the same.
Dated December 3, 1907.
P. JAS. COSGRAV'3. -
(Seal.) County Judge.
By WALTER A. LEESE,
37-4 Clerk.
Notice of Petition.
Estate No. 2335 of John E. Little,
Deceased, in County Court of Lan
caster County, Nebraska.
The State of Nebraska, To all per
sons interested in said estate, take
notice, that a petition has been filed
for the appointment of Mrs. Jennie
R. Little, his widow, as administratrix
of said estate, which has been set
for hearing herein, on December 26,
1907, at 9 o'clock a. m.
Dated November 25, 1907.
P. JAS. COSGRAVE,
(Seal) County Judge.
By WALTER A. LEESE,
35-3t Clerk.
COMING CONVENTIONS.
December 2 Chicago; Bill Posters
and Billers.
December 2 Chicago; Seamen's
Union.