The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, January 20, 1893, Image 5

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    It ih impossible to determine
from the vote on amendments to
the anti-option bill what the fate
of that measure is likely to be in
the senate, but the impression they
convey is that there is a majority
favorable to the measure. This,
however, does not insure its suc
cess, for the opponents of the bill
have at their command almost un
limited means of delaying action
upon it, and as ouly a few weeks
of the session remain, and other
matters are pressing for consider
ation, the opposition may succeed
in preventing the bill coming to a
vote. Should they fail to do this
however, there is still the possi
bility of the bill being killed in
conference committee. The out
look for the measure in this con
gress cannot, therefore, be re
garded as promising.
m iTTTU—ir—-1-1 in—g!
Seen stringent measures as the
Pennsylvania company lias been
adopted in discharging the faith
ful competent union men simply
because they are union men must
result in hardships undeserved by
those upon whom they are visited.
It widens the breach between cap
ital and labor and makes more
probable that irrepressible conflict
which mutual concessions and a
proper spirit of amity can
avert. The company lias thrown
down the gauntlet and flatly de
clared to certain of its employes
that it will not concede to them
the legal rights which they enjoy
under our free institutions.
CMdest bureau for securing patents In America.
Every patent taken out by us is brought before
the public by a notice given free of charge in the
Largest circulation of any scientific paper in the
world. 8piendidly illustrated. No intelligent
man should be without it. Weekly, 93.00 a
An Ideal Man—A Biblical Ideal.
Who can find him, for his price is
aSove diamonds.
The heart of his wife doth safely
trust in him, for she has no cause for
He will be kind and affectionate to
her all the days of his life.
He loveth industry, but having wis
dom he taketh recreation in due sea
son and asketh his wife and children
to do likewise.
He coiibidcrcth the price of a field
and buyeth it and buildeth a house
thereon, aud puttelh it on the records
in the name of Ins wife.
lie payetii good wages to his servants,
and withholdeth not their hire when it
is due.
He giveth to the sick and to the
needy, and hath compassion on the man
who oweth him, and because of ill
health and scarcity of labor, asketh for
a little longer time.
lie is not afraid of the blizzards for
there is much coal in his cellars, and
his barns are warm and well filled with
hay and corn.
His wife is known in the gates, for
her purse is in her pocket and she
giveth what it pleaseth her to good
and charitable work, and she buyeth at
her discretion.
He payeth his debts when they are
due, and never maketli an assignment.
His sons are brought up to spend
their evenings with the family until
the time cometh when they seek wives
among the daughter of their parents’
His daughters are modest and virtu
ous, and he showeth their, much kindly
In times of war he putteth on blue
clothes and brogans and shouldereth
his rifle and does honor to his country.
And while enjoying the blessings of
good health he rnaketh his will and
wordeth it so that the inheritance shall
be received by those he intendeth it for
and not squandered in lawyers’ fees.—
Georgia D. Runyan, in Womankind.
Horses for Sale.
Wayson & Odell keep horses for sale
at their livery barn opposite the Cen
tral hotel.
One dollar will buy 18 pounds of
Granulated Sugar at Kniriple’s.
ror a uean ^nave or^—
-—S^=An Artistic Hair Cut.
Rear of Citizens Bank.
. Cures Consumption, Coughs, Croup, Sore
Throat. Sold by all Druggists on a Guarantee.
Fora Lame Side, Back or Chest Shiloh's Porous
Plaster will give great satisfaction.—35 cents.
Mrs. T. S. Hawkins, Chattanooga, Tenn., says:
“Shiloh's VitaUzer-SAVED MY LIFE.' I
consider it tliebest remedy for adebilitatedsystem
I ever used." For Dyspepsia. Liver or Kidney
trouble it excels. Price .5 cts.
Have you Catarrh? Tit this Remedy. It will
relieve and Cure you. Price 50 cts. This In
jector f or Rs successful treatment is furnished
free. Shiloh’s Remedies are sold by us on a
guarantee to give satisfaction.
We are printing the date to which
each subscriber lias paid his subscrip
tion to The Tribune along with the
address. Watch the xhite and you will
know it you are in arrears. If you are,
please come and see us.
Regimental Blacksmith,
Opposite Bullard’s lumber yard and
in O’Neil’s carpenter shop.
/ Will Cure Interfering Horss
& Contracted Hoofs or no Pay.
E^"l will erive you value received or no
pay. Prices reasonable.
xt is an agreeable Laxative for the Bowels;
can be made into a Tea for use in one minute.
Price 2ic., 60c. and JUO per package.
Ifrt 1® A An Elegant Toilet Powder
xtv for the Teeth and Breath—25c.
Subjects need fear no longer from this King of
Terrors, for by a most wonderful discovery in
medicine, cancer on any part of the body can be
permanently cured without the n>o of
the knife.
Mrs II. D. Colby, 2307 Indiana Are.. Chicago,
Jays ** Was cured of cancer of the breast in six
weeks by your method of treatment.*’ Send for 1
treatise. Br. H. C. Bale, 3t>5 34th St., Chicago. 1
Buy the best Machine Oils at Chen- i
;ry’s City Drug Store. ’
William McCulluin was shelling com
on Wednesday and Thursday.
The county commissioners are about
through the January settlement.
John B. Horrell, ex-county clerk of
Frontier^county, was in the city, this
Esq. Henry Hilt of Tyrone precinct
had business at the couuty seat on
County Judge went to McCook,
Tuesday, to hear evidence in the Moore
Kelley case.
I. S. Sliirey, one of Indianola's for
mer residents, was in the city, Satur
day, on business.
J. M. Thomas, Esq., Justice of the
Peace of Beaver precinct, was in our
city on Wednesday.
The personal property of the estate
of John Fisher, deceased, will be sold
at administrator's sale on January 27.
W. M. Taylor, A. Utter and Samuel
Bently of Bartley, came up on Tuesday
evening, to attend Odd Fellows lodge.
Mr. Peica of Mo. Ridge precinct was
buried in our cemetery, Wednesday;
we did not learn the cause of his death.
County superintendent will hold his
regular annual examination of teachers
at his office on Saturday, January 21st,
The Modern Woodmen Camp now
have twenty-six members in good stand
ing, the next meeting will be on
Wednesday, February 1st.
Several of the teachers met with the
county superintendent on Saturday to
arrange for teachers, association at Bart
ley on February 25th.
License was issued on the 14th for
the uniting in the holy bands of wed
lock of Mr. Isaac P. Moore and Mrs. R.
R. Hanlein, both of McCook.
License was issued on Frioay last for
the marriage of Mr. John B. Fisher,
of Missouri Kidge precinct, and Miss
Kosa Conrad of same precinct.
The suit in county court The State
of Nebraska against Edward Fitzgerald
was heard on Saturday and dismissed
by county attorney for want of-evidence.
Miss Alice Happersett returned
from Washington City on Saturday,
and assumed her old position in the
county clerk’s office on Monday morn
The G. A. R. supper on Saturday
was well attended, the hall and banquet
rooms were full. The supper was fine,
the program good, and everybody was
On Monday morning Mr. John E.
Hill, of Sheridan, Wyoming, and Mrs.
Kittie Honsing appeared before the
county judge and subscribed to the re
quired form and affidavit and were tied
together by the county judge.
Hints on Advertising.
Hoes advertising pay f It does if
done discreetly and carefully. Many
thousands of merchants and manufac
turers are losing money daily in adver
tising, while others are piling up wealth
as the direct result of their advertise
Do not advertise simply because your
neighbor on the right does so. If you
have something that the people want,
and you want them to know about it,
tell them of it. Never mind your
The most effective way of reaching
the people is through the newspapers.
The day of usefulness of handbills has
Make your advertisements attractive,
so that the people will notice and read
them; excite a little legitimate curiosity
about your goods. Nothing draws like
curiosity. John Wannamaker, the
Philadelphia merchant, tells a million
people daily what is going on in his
store, if it be only the putting up of a
aew shelf or the painting of a door.
Determine how much you can afford
:o spend in advertising, and place your
idvertisements where they will do the
nost good.
You must keep your name and goods
iontinuously before the public, and
ceep them interested in what you are
loing, the new goods you are buying,
;he changes’ you are making, the goods
70u are selling, to get the best results
Never promise more than you can
'ulfil. Bombastic announcements may
lo for a time, but nothing except hard,
solid facts will live.
If for want of time, or other reasons,
rou cannot write your advertisements,
•ring your “pointers” to the office of
fnE Tribune, and we will take pleas
ire in getting up an advertisement that
rill meet your wishes and please you.
Another distinguished American
is dead. Rutherford B. Hayes,
tha nineteenth president of the
United States, illustrated in his
life as fully as any man of his
time the possibilities of American
citizenship and the worth of integ
rity, high purpose and true patri
otism in a public career. Among
the men who attained eminence
during the past thirty years, none
made a cleaner record in the ser
vice of the country than R. B.
Hayes. He was an excellent sol
dier, attesting his loyalty and pa
triotism by serving throughout
the rebellion, entering the army
as a major and retiring from it
with the rank of brevet major gen
eral, the evidence of gallant and
meritorious service. Three times
elected governor of Ohio, an honor
conferred upon no other citizen of
the state, his administrations were
free from any sort of scandal, and
exerted an elevating influence
upon politics. His great popular
ity with the republicans of his
state made him an available man
for the presidency.
llie memorable contest in 1876,
in which Mr. Hayes was the re
publican candidate, the dangerous
uncertainty regarding the result,
the menace of revolution, the crea
tion of an electoral commission
and its decision, are all familiar
facts of history. Throughout the
ordeal, which put a severe strain
upon the country, Mr. Hayes bore
himself with quiet dignity, pre
pared to accept without complaint
or criticism whatever should be
the verdict of the tribunal created
upon the suggestion of his polit
ical opponents to decide the issue.
He became president and entered
upon the duties of that office with
the patriotic purpose to conciliate
the sections. He restored local
self government to the south, gave
that section representation in his
cabinet, and in other ways showed
an earnest desire to establish fra
ternal relations between the north
and the south. That he did not
succeed in accomplishing more in
this direction was due to no fault
of his, but few will now question
that what he did accomplish had
most beneficent effects. It is to
the administration of President
Hayes that the country owes the
maintenance of specie resumption,
which was opposed by a majority
in both branches of congress, and
the first practical steps towards in
stituting the policy of civil service
reform. But, better than all, he
gave the country an administration
distinguished for its exceptional
Rutherford B. Hayes was not a
politician in the ordinary accepta
tion of the term. His political
success owed nothing to the in
trigue and chicanery of general
politics. He was incapable of the
low devices by which the ordinary
politician and some of higher rank
attain place and power. As a par
tisan he w'as sincere and loyal, but
he believed as he himself expressed
it, “that he serves his party best
who best serves his country,” and
he was guided- throughout his
public career by this principle.
His private life was stainless and
his example as a citizen was in
every respect worthy of emulation.
Few men have done more practical
good in the cause of humanity
than Rutherford B. Hayes. His
tory will assign him a conspicuous1
place among. Americans who served
their country with a sincere and
patriotic desire to promote its
highest interests and welfare, and
with a lofty conception of its des
Mr. Cleveland, Senator Mur
phy, of New York. Senator Mur
phy, Mr. Cleveland. Glad to make
you acquaintanted.
In the senatorial contest John
H. Powers leads the van, with
A. S. Paddock a good second.
In the tassel time of spring
Love’s the only song to sing;
Ere the ranks of solid shade
Hide the bluebird’s flitting wing.
While in open forest glade
No mysterious sound or thing
Haunt of green has found or made.
Love’s the only song to sing.
Though in May each bush be dressed
Like a bride, and every nest
Learn Love’s joyous repetend.
Yet the half told tale is best
At the budding- with its end
Much too secret to lie guessed.
And its fancies that attend
April's ipassion unexpressed.
Love and Nature communing
Gave ua A ready. Still ring—
Vales across and groves among—
Wistful memories, echoing
Pan’s farofT and fluty song.
Poet, nothing harsher sing;
He, like Love and Nature, young
In tiie tassel lime of spring.
—Robert N. Johnson.
It’s a’ aboot my ainsel’, when I was yet
i’ auld Dunblane. Fayther’s wee bit o’
a cottage was by the noo famous cathe
dral ruins that are visited by tourists
frao a’ parts. Some auld beeches pro
tected us frae the simmer's heat an win
ter’s cauld. an we were vera hoppy the
gither afore oor separation. But we
were sae puir i' those far back days!
Mother wore the same manteelo year
after year, an fayther’s claes an mine
were always o’ raploch, a vera coarse
cloth. Yetoorchimla lug was a warm
spot an I hae na seen its equal sin’. Fay
ther was simply unlucky, an ir.itlier an
me offen suffered i’ consequence. Sae
little o’ beuk learnin fell to my share,
nor did I blame my parents for it. But
1 had my ain way to male’, an 1 sune re
solved that 1 wad gae to Edinburgh to
mak' it. But puir mither wasna willin.
“Better bide at hame, laddie,” she wad
whisper again un again. "Stay wi’ fay
ther an me, an dinna fret.”
“But we’ll a' be starvin,” I wad argue
i’ turn. “Better let me gang awa’ i’
search o' siller."
"No. .Jockie! Dinna think aboot it!
Edinburgh is a braw town an a wicked
one! Dunblane an the Allan are far
Sae. though I secretly rebelled, I still
staid i' the auld home, wi' little to eat
save waterbrose, which mither made o’
meal an water, wi’oot the pleasant addi
tion o' milk an butter.
An theu cam’ the struggle of which 1
maun tell, reeht there i' Dunblane. 1
warked wi' fayther at any day's labor
that cam’ to his diligent hand, an one au
tumn mornin it chanced to be oot Kip
penross way. We walked alang the
Allan i' silence, niver ance lookin up at
the grand auld beeches owreheid, for
we were baith thinkin an thinkin hard.
My een were on the groun, or I wadna
hae foun w'at 1 did. It was something
breeht an shinin directly i’ my path, an
1 stoopt an pockited it i’ a flash.
“W'at was it?” askt fayther carelessly.
"A braw bit o’ a pebble,” I answered.
“It can gae on mither’s shelf.” An wi’
that we hurried on to the wark that
waited us.
But mouy times that day l drew forth
the stane an leukt it owre. That it was
mair than a pebble I had kenned at first
glance. If it was really a diamond, who
was its owner? There were lairds an
ladies na sae far awa’, an they often cam’
to walk alang the bonnie Allan. Perhaps
a hue and cry wad be raised aboot the
lost jewel. Or it might hae lain for
weeks, juist where I foun it, and there
wad be na further question. I’ the latter
case I could gae to Edinburgh an sell my
lucky find, an sae get a start i’ life, such
as 1 had lang hoped for. I didna stop to
think how wrang it wad a’ be, for I had
but my ain selfish advaueeuien’ in view.
“Where’s the pebble you foun for
mither, .lock?” askt fayther that nicht.
"1 maun hae lost it again.” 1 stam
mered. for it was my first lie to either
him or mither. I wanted to tell them
the trowth then an’ there, but yet I kep'
it back because I was sae plackless, for
they wad baith say, "Your pebble may
prove a diamond, an you maun find its
rightfu’ owner, Jockie Blacklock!” But
that wasna at a’ to my notion, an I stole
out under the moon an stars instead,
to be alane wi’ my struggle ’tween reeht
and wrang. An ivry ance an awhile I
wad leuk the stane in my pockit owre.
W’at a sparkle it had! Perhaps it was
worth a hundred pounds or mair! An
whose was it? Wcel, 1 hoped then that
I might never ken.
dul me vein utii nun;, as i cam
slow from work along the Allan, I saw
a man i' a braw velvet plaid seerckin’
the spot where I had foun my stane.
Ho had a blackthorn stick i’ his han,
an he was scatterin the beech leaves
recht an lef’. A second glance tauld
me it was auld Laird Kinross, o’ Edin
burgh, who had a shootin bos near by.
He didna leuk up at my approach, an I
juist stood an watched him i’ silence. I
wanted to pass on. but somehow I
couldna do it. for the brecht thing he
seercht for was in mypockit. Conscience
whispert. "Be honest an time, Jock
Blacklock!” But satan shoutit: “Keep
the auld laird's stane! Ho has many
anither. an this ane will gie you a stert
i’ Edinburgh.” Sae I hesitated for a
But Laird Kinross leukt up at las’.
“My gude lad.” he said kindly. “I hae
lost a diamond o’ mooch value. It was
yestermoim when we cam' through to the
hunt, an it was recht here by the Allan.
Perhaps you hae heard o’ its findin.”
An the gude God aboon gied me
strength to answer, “I hae, my laird.”
His keen gray een quickly leukt me
owre. “You may hae foun it your ain
An I answered again: “I did that, mv
laird, an here is your precious stane. It
has been a load on my heart an con
science, though liclit as a bit feather i’
my pockit.”
“You wanted to keep it?” he speirt as
he tuk it frae my tremblin han.”
“Yes, my laird.”
“But you hae been an honest lad for a'
that, an I snail reward vou« as vor de
serve. Wat is your name?”
“Jock Blacklock, my laird.”
“Aye, mayhap a descendant o’ thopuir
poet Burns’ gude friend, Dr. Blacklock."
| “1 dinna ken. I fear na,” I returned.
; “I ma juist tho son o’ my fayther, James
Blacklock, an he is Dunblane born."
“How wad you like to gae to Edin
burgh?” ho spcirt next.
My heert gied a greet boun. “It’s the .
ano wish o’ my life!" I cried. j
The old laird smiled. "Ane o’ my
friens there is a banker. * Ho needs an
honest lad o’ your uin age, un you shall
hao the place as sune as you wish.”
I fell on my knees i’ gratitude, but ho •
bid mo rise at ance. “Hae you a mither.
Jock'?” he speirt again.
“Aye, my laird.”
“Then tak’ me to her an we’ll arrange
aboot the Edinburgh matter."
I led tho way to oor cottage wi’ falter
ing footstep. I had lied to fayther aboot
the "pebble,” an how could I confess it
a’ to mither? She met us at the door
stane wi' wond’rin een, courtesyin low.
as was her humble fashion.
“1 am Laird Kinross.” the auld noble
man began. "Your son Jock fonn an re
stored to me the diamond I had lost,
But juist here uiy ain fayther stepped
oot. “Was it the pebble you lied to me
aboot, Jock?”
An I had to admit that it was. Oil,
the shame an sorrow o’ w’at wad other
wise hae bin tho proodest minute o’ my
“It was a sair temptation," said gudo
Laird Kinross. “Dinna bo hard on the
lad. He is as honest as you an his mither
would wish him, an I hae come to tak'
him awa’ to Edinburgh, wi’ your con
Fayther leukt at mither, mither leukt
at fayther, an then they baith leukt at
Laird Kinross. But I couldna leuk ane
o’ them i’ the een, because o’ yestreen’s
“Ye want Jock/ he stammered. “Oor
puir, weak Jock. Ye wad trust him
aifter a’?”
“Yes,” said Laird Kinross, “a gude
place i’ an Edinburgh bank awaits him
if he will but tak’ it. wi’ your permis
"Oh, Jockiel” sighed mither, “I wad
hae staked my ain life on your trowtli,
but noo”
“Ho shall inak’ a fresh start!” pit i’ the
gude auld laird. “An you maun trust
him again for his youth’s sake!”
“That we will, mither!” cried fayther.
“Jock’s a steady goin lad, but the lindm
o’ the diamond turned his heid. It was
his first lie, an”
“It shall be my las’!” I cried, wi’ a
burst o’ tears.
Mither kissed mo then, an Laird Kin
ross tuk frae his pockit a heavy purse,
also pittin a han fu’ o’ gowd on the ha’
table. “It’s for Jock’s ootfit an his find
in o’ my diamond,” he said. “Dinna re
fuse it! the laddie deserves it a’; an on
the morrow he shall gao wi’ me to Edin
Sae fayther an mither thanked him
heartily, but I couldna say a word.
Laird Kinross pit his ungloved han on
my worthless heid at parting—“Puir
laddie.” ho said. “It will bo a gude les
son to you, an one you will niver forget.
God beep you a’ till the morrow!” An
wi’ that ho ganged awa’, liis braw plaid
flyin back on the stiff momin breeze.
Then I turned mo quick to dear fay
ther an mither. “Forgie!” I cried. “I
hae deceived you baith: Cut it shall na
occur again! I promise to bo true an
honest to the day o’ my death an ne’er
disgrace the name you hae given me!”
“You hae our blessing to tak’ wi’ you
to Edinburgh,” said fayther. “Mither
an mo will forgie an try to forget if we
can, but it was a lie you told me, Jock;
always remember that. When you are
tempted again say to yoursel’, ‘I told
fayther my first and las’ lie. I canna
tell anither!’ ”
“Nor will I,” I cried sadly, as mither
kissfrme ance rnair.
I went to Edinburgh the next day wi’
Laird Kinross, as agreed upon. Mr.
Brayham, the banker, proved a gude
maister. My position at the first was a
lowly ane, but step by step I rose, as
any ither laddie can an will. Laird
Kinross’ generous handfu’ o’ gowd kept
fayther and mitlier free frae want till I
was able to help them my ainsel’. I
cam’ to America at las’, and they didna
hesitate to come wi’ me. I prospered
here also an am noo called a mon o’
means. But the foundation o’ my suc
cess was laid the autumn mornin I re
stored to Laird Kinross his braw dia
mond against my own selfish desire.
Fayther and mither died five years
apart, an they baith died blessing me.
“You have been a gude son,” they said
i’ turn, “honest an true, as you promist.
God keep you, Joekie, to the end!”
An their loving blessing follows me
still like a constant benediction. Surely
they are watchin and waitin aboon. An
I maun meet them there.—Mrs. Finley
Braden in New York Observer.
Proper Ventilation of Rooms.
There are various contrivances for
ventilating rooms, all of which are more
or less expensive and a large majority of
them quite worthless. The best way to
ventilate a room is by means of open
fires. However, open fires are not suf
ficiently warm in winter, and there are
few houses that are provided with the
ideal heating arrangement of modified
steam heat with grates. Lacking this
and indeed under any circumstances, a
sleeping room or a sitting room should
be, so to put it, washed out with pure
air every day.
Whatever the temperature outside,
every window should he opened, and the
outer air allowed to pour through it
from ten to twenty minutes each day. j|
As a rule rooms are kept too warm. No
room should be kept heated beyond a
temperature of 68 degs. The system of
a person living in a superheated atmos
phere becomes so vitiated that it shivers
at the slightest change and takes cold on
the least provocation.—New York Tele
One Test of Economy.
The Husband—You're not economical.
The Wife—Well, if you don't call a
woman economical who Rives her wed
ding dress for a possible second marriage,
rd like to know what you think economy