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We say It for an hour or for years :
IVosay it smiling , way it choked with tears ;
"We say it coldly , say it with "a kiss :
And yet we have no other word than this ,
"We have no dearer word for our ,
friend , * " *
yorfclm who Journeys to the world's far
And scars our soul with going ; thus we'say ,
As unto him who steps but o'er the way ,
Alike to those we. love and those we hate.
Wo say no more in parting. At life's gate ,
To him who pastes out beyond Earth's
We cry as to the wanderer for anight ,
. A HAPPY FAMILY.
It was Sunday. Mr. Skinner , was
tired , nnd thought he would lie down on.
the sofa in-the back parlorand - rest.
People never learn by experience , and
iho was no exception to" the common
He lay down , and crossed his feet
a parade hardly justifiable under
the circumstances , flis wife came in
and sa\v him.
41 Why , Lot Skinner ! " she exclaimed.
"If I ever heard of the like ! Lying
.down on that new eofa with your boots
on , and oh , my goodness ! your head on
fthat lace tidy I had done up only last
week. You are the most inconsiderate
sunn I ever saw in my life ! "
Mr. Skinner got iip and his wife
smoothed out the tidy and rearranged
"The idea of anyb'ody putting a head
n that tidy , " said Mrs. Sninner , who
Jind no intention of using slang.1 "I did
suppose you had more sense. "
"I se to have , " said Mr. Skinner
good-natnredly. "Ya-a-a-h. I could
Sake a nap if "looul'd find a place to
drop down. Ya-a-h. "
"You had better read , youf bible. "
said Mrs. Skinner. She was a good ,
raicomfortable woman , so clean and
raeat and orderlv that she made her
family wretched with her domestic
Something called Mrs. Skinner ofl
ihcn , and when she came back Mr.
Skinner was gone. She sat down and
took a book , when h thought struck
ier , and fehe bounded from her chair as
2 it had been.a cannon ball.
Yes , it was just as she had feared ;
5cr husband had gone up stairs , and she
ioand him stretchhd out on tlie bed , on
top of a white counterpane , his grizzly-
gray head sunk deep into a white ,
starched pillow-sham , with these words
embroidered in the center :
"Sleep sweet , beloved ! "
He wa < < not only asleep , but snoring ,
srith a look of "sweet content on his
"L-o-tS-k-i-n-n-e-r ! "
- - - - - - - -
He got up in a manner that would
jhave done credit to a gymnast , and
stood storing at the fearful hpltow in
fthe "bed and the wrinkled dent in the
3 > illow-sham.
"I declare I forgot , " he said , looking
srery foolish. "Alipe , haven't I a place
trrhere I can lay my head ? "
"Don't talk nonsense , " said his wife ,
sharply. "The idea of a sober man go
sag to bed with his boots on. . "
44 Would you rather I'd get - "
"I'd rather you'd set some common
sense , " she said. "If you must sleep
an the day-time , why , there's an old
lounge down in the kitchen. ; no one
-srill disturb you there. Or I suppose"
ungraciously "I can take off the
quilt , and the shams ? , and let you have
jour nap here , though it's wicked ,
tJiat's what it is , to sleep Sunday. It's
a bad example to set to the children ,
] Lot , and you know it. "
"But I am so sleepy , " answered her
3rasband ; "my head is as heavy as lead ,
and I cannot keep my eyes open. "
"Laziness ! sheer laziness- ! " said his
Mr. Skiuner went down stairs and
disappeared. The last words his wife
beard him say "were that there was rest
Jor the weary , but she was picking up
the embroidery on the misused sham
srith a pin , and did not heed him.
When she went 'down stairs ho was not
an sight and she busied herself with
Betting dinner , which on Sunday took
tuie place of supper , * and thought no
more about him.
She was a dintinguishedwoman ;
distinguished in the town where she
lived , as being the cleanest housekeeper
an it. No girl could be found neat
enough to live with her ; all the mot
toes in her house were to the effect that
cleanliness is akin to godliness. She
dusted every article of furniture in the
Jkouse several times every day ; she
scrubbed so often that the children had
chronic diphtheria ; she scrubbed so
clean that at last she scrubbed through
ier kitchen floor into the cellar , and
sras nearly lost to the community. It
was a perpetual warfare between her
and dirt. The front parlor was never
opened to tne family , and although Mr.
Skinner had furnished it he had never
sat down in it a moment since. Its air
gros that of a tomb. After it had been
opened to oompauy for an afternoon ,
fcfie children went round with flannels"
about their throats and drank ginger
tea. It was the handsomest parlor in ;
iho community , too , and had the family
jpictures and their marriage certificate
-framed and hung up there.
When dinner was ready and it was
a good dinner , " too , for Mrs. Skinner
was a notable cook she asked the
children where their father was.
They did not know. ,
This seemed strange : she questioned
Shem closely , but they had not seen
which way he went when he passed
through the room. ;
, , Didn't he say where he was going ? "
she asked , wonderingly , for Mr. Skinner
never went out on Sundays without his
"He said he was going where he'd
have more peace , " said little Harry
"Well , we won't wait dinner for
him , " said his wife , and they sat down
But a spell seemed to havef alien upon
them , and when the dinner was over
and cleared away , and they were in the
sitting-room with their books , there
was a sense of dreary loss , and Mrs.
Skinner sat with the Bible open on her
lap , and wondered why he had gone
out and remembered that he had looked
It was in consonance with her habits
of living that she got up in the middle
of these speculations to catch a wander
ing and belated fly and induce him to'
" ! " she said -
"Strange , as itgrowdark-
"I'll take the children and go down to
his mother's and see if he is there , and
and if ho is , I'll just give him a piece of
my mind. "
But. he was not there , and his mother
said. Lot had looked badly the last time
she saw him , and she thought he seemed
worried ; hoped it wasn't business
No , it wasn't business troubles ; Mrs.
Skinner knew that , and she began to
wonder if she had cleaned her
husband out of his "mind. It came
over her with sudden force that she
had been in the habit of driving him
from pillar to post at railroad speed
and at the end of a broom or dus't brush.
He actually found no rest for the sole
of his foot in his own house. It might
have worked upon his nervous system
until he had become suddenly insane.
Horrible thought ! . He might have
She hurried home with the children.
All was gloom. She went to his bureau
to look for his razor. It was the only
firearms he possessed- was gene.
Then Mrs. Springer broke down and
cried , and the children , cried , and it
was indeed a scene of desolation , when
suddenly the door of that horrible par
lor opened , and an apparition no , it
was Mr. Skinner himself stood before
them , looking very sheepish.
"I overslept myself , " he said in a
meek , apologetic tone , looking at the
"I should say you did , " answered
his wife , "and the dinner is all eaten
up , but I'll fix you up something nice , "
and she went out , taking the children
with her ,
How much of it Mr. Skinner ever
knew it is impossible to say , but there
was an immediate and satisfactory
change that at first surprised and then
delighted him. He could lay down
anywhere when he was tired "and his
wife would throw a shawl over him and
leave him in peace. * He has even been
seen to lie down on the sofa in the par
lor where he took his Rip Van AVinkle
sleep , and nobody disturbed him. Mrs.
Skinner was at heart a woman of sense ,
and whod she realized that one hair of
that grizzly-gray head was worth more
than all the pillow-shams in the world
to her , she put the last one away hi the
company of a demented assortment of
superfluous tidies. And they are really
and truly , and hot in any zoological
sense , a "happy family" now. [ De
troit Free Press.
WHEAT Xo' 2 . TT.VO 77 , *
BARLEY tfo. 2 . 48
RYE No. 3 . ' 45
CORN No. 2 . 4245 > 43Y
OATS No. 2 . ' 83 , ' ;
FLOUR Wheat Graham. . 2 75
CIIOP FEED Per cwt . 90
SHORTS Per ton . 14 00
ORANGES Per box . 5 25
LEMONS Per box . 7 00 © 7 25
APPI S Per barrel . 3 75 ® 4 50
BUTTER Creamerv . 33 © 85
BUTTER Choice country. 15 © 18
EGGS Fresh . 21 (3 > 23
BAMS Perlb . 12
POTATOES Choice . 40 © 50
RAY In bulk , per ton. . . 6 00 (3 > 7 00
LARD Refined per tt > . lO'-j
SHEEP . . ' . . 300 © 360
CATTLE . 3 50 © 4 50
BtoGS . 4 00 © 4 25
CALVES . 5 00 © 6 00
WHEAT Per bushel . 94J 'O 94 ; * '
HORN Per bushel , . 5GV
OATS Per bushel
PORK . 1440 © 1475
ARD . 8I > 0 © 8 95
JOGS Mixed . . 5 45 © 5 90
JATTLE Exports . 6 10 © 6 70
SHEEP Medium to good. . 3 00 © 4 00 .
' ST. LOUIS.
WHEAT Per bushel . 1 04 © 1 04K
CORN Per bushel . 48 > i © 50
SATS Per bushel . 347 ' ©
3ATTLE Exports . G 20 © G 50 I
SHEEP . . ' . . . . 3 50 © 4 25
BOGS Mixed . 450 © 590
Knelling The Old Year.
The "close of the year witnessed a re
markable scene in lowen Broadway ,
A.t midnight fifty thousand people sur
ged around Old Trinity churcb to hear "
he chimes ring in the new year. All.
the streets near the church , for a dis
tance ot several blocks , were packed
with people. The elevated cars came
lown near midnight jammed full and '
running over witn people , passengers
sat on the car roofs. As the bell com "
menced to toll the midnight hour the '
rash assemblage was hushed , and as
he last stroke of the deep-toned bell
inelled the departing year , a breath
less silence reigned for a few seconds ,
inly to be broken by the sweet and-
plaintive melody of the chimes , which
blayed a regular programme. For the
iext two or three hours pandemonium
reigned supreme. The ringing of bells ,
he whistling of tugs and ferry boats ,
he tooting of horns , and the firing of
sistols formed a conglomeration of in-
larinonious discord that lasted until .
ho crowd gradually dispersed.
A BROKEN RAIL.
A'Decidedly Serious Accident on the O.
K. V. It. 11.
Omabn Republican , Jan. 8.
One of the most serious railroad
accidents that has occurred for a long time
in this part of the country was that which
took place between 10 andll o'clock yester-
'day , on the line of the 0. & R. V. , about
three miles east of Valpariso , and ' 'about
seventy .miles south of this city. It was se
rious only in the nature of the accidents it
self and the number of persons who re
ceived injuries , but not in any fatality or
even dangerous hurts to the passengers.
The train was the regular passenger which
leaves Lincoln each morning , arriving In
Omnhalatl&SSp. m. She left Lincoln on
time , with an engine , two coaches , baggage
car and mail car.
i After leaving Valparaiso'thoro is an ascen-
dinc grade about-four miles long and the
train was proceeding up this at a rate of not
exceeding a passenger , says , fifteen miles an
hour. The conductor had passed through
the train after leaving the station and had
just turned about to go back to the smoker ,
when the first indications of trouble were
perceived and they had then nearly reached
the top of the summit. All at once there
was a peculiar jar caused by th&puttin ? on
of the air brakes. The conductor was
thrown forward on the run , and all at once
the coaches were lifted from the track as if
by some powerful hand and were set down
at the foot of the enbankment , about eight
feet below the track where the two turned
over on their side. The baggage car \vas
also overtunied and the mail car nil off ex *
cept the front trucks.
Several physicians were Foon on the hceno
of the accident. It was found upon exam
ination that the following persons had been
Mrs. Day Mills , Marshall , Iowa , Injured
on left side and one. of her children injured
about the head.
Mrs. May Bushnell , David City , left ear.
lacerated and left side of face bruised.
Will A. McCutcheon , traveling for the
"Weber "Wagon company , left elbow and
right thumb bruised.
llev. T. C. Osborn , Fremont , severely In
jured about the head and hips.
llev. C.C. . Harris , Lincoln , head and
Book-keeper Nye , Coulson & Co , Fre
mont , collar-bone broken.
Miss Ayers , Illinois , injured in chest.
Rev. John Miller , David City , shoulder
nnd backed bruised.
E. S. Rood , Lincoln , head and face slight
A. M. Searley , Stromsburg , two ribs
J. M. Rogers , train conductor , Omaha ,
right shoulder cut.
Harry Ostrom , Omaha , brakeman. Index
J. C. Kimball , Omaha , express messen
ger , chest and right leg hurt.
Louis Vesperman and wife , Lancaster ,
"Wis. , both slightly injured In right hand.
0. D. Kaufmaun , DCS Moines , right
shoulder sprained and right hand bruised.
JohnHommel , Morale , la. , contusion of
Mr. Orr , Springfield , 111. , head and back
Mark Anthony , slight injury In left hand.
J. II. Armstrong , Peoria , la. , cut eve
A. "W. Smith , Dakota , thigh broken.
Several others were slightly injured.
THE ARMSTRONG CASE.
Tne Arguments Concluded and the Case
Given to the Jury The Defendants
Special to Uio Omaha Republican.
YORK , Neb. , January 10. The argu
ment to the jury in the Gilmore-Armstrong
case closed to-day at 11 o'clock. Eenry
Clay Dean failed to put in an appearance at
court this morning , and Judge Vermillion ,
of Iowa , closed for the state. Mr. Dean
claimed to be slriously sick , but the people
generally believe that he saw the prosecu-
on was defeated by the evidence. Judge
Thurston , for the defense , made the best
speech of his life , and was loudly applaud
ed by the audience at its close. , The ca.se
was given to the jury at noon , and the belief
is genaral that Walter will be acquitted ,
while John may receive a light sentence.
LATER Walter and John Gilmore , on
trial for the murder of W. H. Armstrong ,
were acquitted. Armstrong was Walter's s
father-in- . The feud was caused by the ?
elopement of the young people. j
How He Took It. n
An old country darky , who was
driving a small meek-looking steer to a s
cart a few days ago , was hailed on one
of our streets by an 'enthusiastic dem
ocrat with : "Hello there uncle ! "
Halting his team , he inquired with a
puzzled-look : "Whome , boss ? " "Yes
you. They are all ready for you. "
"What is-boss"he asked hesitatingly
approaching the speaker. "Those ;
Readjustee. They are all up in the
Capitol Square , and I want you to i
haul 'em out into the country and bury [ '
'em. " A comical smile slowly spread .
aver the old man's face as he replied :
"Boss 'taint no use to send mo after
'em. " Then bursting into a genuine a
African haw-haw , he added. Boss , af y <
ter I voted agin dem readjusters in old fea
Hanover I ain't ! " a ]
, seen nary one sence
He have been and fee
may lying playing a
Jeep game for a quarter , but as he e (
Irove off , after having slipped one in ci
iis pocket , he chuckled all the way
iown the street.
An Indiana family that uses black tea ai
jecause they are in mourning , are prob- hi
ibly as sincere mourners as though sr
.hey wore crape on their hats. [ Peck's srw
The Hystrfrloug Element lit the Mint ! that
gArouses Vague Apprehensions
ITliat Actually Cannes It.
The narrative below by a prominent
scientist touches a subject of universal
importance. Few people are free trom
the distressing evils which hypochon
dria brings. They come at all times and
arc fed by the very flame which they
themselves start. They are a dread of
coming of derangement caused by
present disorder and bring about more
suicides than any one thing. Their
first approach should be carefully
'dilors Herald :
It is seldom I appear in print and I
should not do so now did I not believe
myself in possession of truths , the rev
elation of which will prove of inestim
able value to many who may see these
lines. Mine has been a trying experi
ence. For many years I was conscious
of a want of nerve tone. My mind
seemed sluggish and I felt a "certain
'falling off in my natural condition of
intellectual acuteness , activity and
vigor. I presume this is the same way
in which an innumerable number of
other people feel , who like myself are
physically below par , but like thou
sands of others I paid no attention to
these annoying troubles , attributing
them to overwork , and resorting to a
glass of beer or a milk punch , which
would for the time invigorate and re
lieve my weariness.
After awhile the. stimulants com
menced to disagree with ray stomach ,
my weariness increased , and I was com
pelled to resort to other means to find
relief. If a physician is suffering he in
variably calls another physician to pre
scribe for him , as he cannot see himself
as he seea others ; so 1 called a physi
cian and he advised me to try a little
chemical food , or a bottle of hypopnos-
phates. r took two or three bottles of
the chemical food witk no apparent
benefit. My lassitude and indisposition
seemed to increase , my food distressed
me. I suffered from neuralgic pains in
different parts of my body , my muscles
became sore , my bowels were consti
pated , and my prospects for recovery-
were not ve.ry flattering. I stated my
case to another physician , and he ad
vised me to take five to ten drops of
Magende's solution of morphine , two
or three times a day , for the weakness
and distress in my stomach , and a blue
pilljevery other night to relieve the con
stipation. The morphine produced
such a deathly nausea that I could not
take it , and the blue pill failed to re
lieve my constipation :
In this condition I passed nearly a
year , wholly unfit for business , while
the effort to think was irksome and
painful. My blood became impoverish
ed , and I suffered from incapacity with
an appalling sense of misery and gen
eral apprehension of coming evil. I
passed sleepless nights and was
troubled with irregular action of the
heart , a constantly feverish condition
and the most excruciating tortures in
my stomach , living for days on rice
water and gruel , and , indeed , the di
gestive functions seemed to be entirely
It was natural that while in this con
dition I should become hypochondrical
and fearful suggestions of self-destruc
tion occasionally presented themselves.
I experienced an insatiable desire for
sleep , but on retiring would lie awake
for a long time tormented with troubled
rellections , and when at last I did fall
into an uneasy slumber of "short dura-
tionit was distributed by horrid'dreams :
In this condition I determined to take a
trip to Europe , but in spite of all the at
tention of physicians and change of
scene and climate , ! did not improve and
so returned home with no earthly hope of
ever again being able to leave the
Among the numerous fiiendshat
called on me was one who had been
afflicted somewhat similarly to my
self , but who had been restored to per-1
feet health. Upon his earnest recom
mendation I began the same treat
ment he had employed , but with little
hope of being benefitted. At first I ex
perienced little , if any , relief , except
that it did not distress my stomach as
other remedies or even food 'had
done. I continued its use , however ,
and after the third bottle could see a
marked change for the better , and now
after the fifteenth bottle I am happy testate
state that I am again able to attend to my
professional duties. I sleep well , noth
ing distresses me that I eat , I go from
day to day without a feeling of weari
ness or pain , indeed I am a well man ,
and wholly through the influence of H.
EL Warner & Co.'s Tippecanoe. I con
sider this remedy as taking the highest
possible rank in the treatment of all
iiseases marked by debility , loss of ap
petite , and all other symptoms of stom-
ich and digestive disorders. Itis over
whelmingly superior to the tonics , bit
ers , and dyspepsia cures of the day ,
ind is certain to be so acknowledged by
ho * public universally. Thousands of
people to-day are going to premature
aves with these serious diseases , that
have above described , and to all such
would say : "Do not let your good
udgment be governed by your preju-
Uces , but give the above named remedy
fair and patient trial , and I believe
rou will not only be rewarded by a per-
ect restqration to health , but you will
ilso be convinced that the medical pro-
ession does not possess all the knowl- ; "
idge there is embraced in medical sci-
ince. " A. G. RICHARDS , M D. ,
468 Tremont street , Boston , Mass.
i a m
When a person enters a sample room
md sees a peron there with whom he
ins sworn off , the man on the ins ide
nys he entered to warm hi.- ? hands , r
vhile the other says he dropped in to cir
iscertam the time of day. [ Puck. i ci
d VOt- - '
The Marty s of Beauty.
Miranda has the loveliest arms you
ever saw. She is delighted that short
sleeves are worn , and her gloves are not
nearly so long as other people's. Her
favorite attitude is sitting , with- her
right elbow in the palm of her left
hand. She waves her hand when she
speaks. At a dance her right arm is
well displayed behind her partner's
left , if he is tall , on on his shoulder ,
if' he is small. These beautiful arms
have spoiled Mirauda. She wears black ,
though it does not suit her complex
ion , because her arms look so white
against it. Sh6 is always directing
your attention to those unlucky ones ,
numerous enough , who have thin anus.
Whoever marries her will have to bo
very careful never , under the oircum-
stances , to admire another woman's
arm. If he should make a slip
in 'this direction , th'-fo would , to use
a good old phrase ; he "wigs on the
Did you ever see such dear little feet ?
Or such perfectly turned ankles ? Or
more wonderful stockings ? Never , in
deed. Her pretty feet are Lesbia's
speciality. That is why she wears
those flowered stockings and those lit
tle pointed shoes. That is the reason
her skirts are so unusually short. Les-
bia is bright.and clever. She is sen i.
sible about everything but feet. She is
a trying girl to talk to. She
will interrupt the most interesting con
versation , just when you thintc jou are
both getting on so well , to ask if you
approve of high heelg , or home other
such leading question. She is like Mr.
Dick with King Charles , and must drag
the topic of feet into everything. It is
a pity ; and yet many prefer her to
Nora , whoso feet are well-shaped
enough , but has "no style. " She talks
merrily and pleasantly when you know
her well , but is quiet with strangers.
Not at all the sort of girl to get on.
Her voice is not sufficiently loud or im
perious. She does not bustle about
with an air as though the world were
made for her. She wears pretty gowna ,
but does not bunch them out nor mince
along with a soubret-like trip , swaying
her gown from side to side , as Lesbia
does. In fact she will never look any-
thiug "in a room , " though she may bo
well enough as the presiding spirit of a
home. She is hopelessly unfashion
Letitia has a waist. It is her reat
point , and she is very proud of it. Well
she may be , for it is the result of years
of pain. She has laid on the shrine of
that little waist many precious things
good health , good temper and good
spirits. Having sacrified the first , the
two others follow as a matter of course.
But there it is , such a wonderful waist !
It cannot measure more than seventeen
inches at the very most. The pressure
has made her nose permanently red.
Not all the waters of Araby would
make that nose white again ; but what
matter ? "Does it not belong to the
smallest waist in London ? One thing
immediately strikes the beholder. He
wonders how so small a waist can pos
sibly be so obtrusive. Were it two '
yards round it could not more aggres *
sively insist on being noticed. Draper
ies are so arranged as to lead the eye
down to it , and skirts are of such a
fashion as to guide the attention np to
it. Letitia walks with her elbows well
out from her sides , so as to advertise ,
in a pointed way , the fact that your
view is scarcely interrupted by her
slight and well distributed figure. As
she stands talking to you she puts a
iiand on either side of this wonderful
waist , and appears to bo curbing her
self in , as it were. She wears the tight
est of jackets , and never is seen in a
dolman. She gets terrible colds in
winter because she will not wrap up. In
fact , her whole existence is a burnt of
fering in her waist. Were she to grow
stout her object in life would be gone.
Letitia denies herself even the grati-
Ication of an excellent appetite in the
Interests of a small waist a self-sacri-
5ce that would be" noble in a better
Arirza has the loveliest complexion in
the world. Without it she would be a
perfectly charming girl. With it she is
quite a bore. If there is any wind she
is unhappy "because it makes my
cheeks so rough. " If the sun shines
she is miserable , "because I tan so
frightfully. " If it is hot she srumbleg ,
"I flush so painfully. " If ft is cold
her cry is , "I can't go to-day , for I get
so blue in cold weather. " Her cheeks
are of such an indescribable texture
that roughness has never yet invaded
them , tanning never approaches them.
She flushes the prettiest dainty pink
you ever saw , and in cold weather a
soft color rises in her face and a wistful
look comes into her eyes that makes
her quite adorable. Why , then , all
these excuses ? Simply because"she be
lieves prevention better than cure , and
afraid of a thousand viewless enemies
on her complexion's account. * She is a
martyr to her own consciousness.
The December number of the Ameri
can Agriculturist contains about one
hundred engravings , which is twenty-
five per cent , more than that in any
ather illustrated periodical in this or
my other country. These ' illustrations
ire engraved expressly for'the paper by
leading artists , covering a wide variety
jf rural subjects as well as well as farm
inventions and contrivances. These
jngravings alone in any single issue of
he paper are worth far more to every
"ariner and housekeeper than the sub
scription price for five years. Notwith
standing the American Agriculturist is
tally worth four dollars a year , the sub- ' .
cription price will continue atr$1.50
A desperate fight occurred between
L'ottawattamie and Chippuwa Indians
n the Wisconsin reservation.
combatants were killed.