MY HEART’S DELIGHT.
There never lived a -painter who her linea
ments could trace.
The verne was never uttered that could tel!
their peerless grace.
I always dream of flowers when I look upon
her face.
No lily bud is sweeter.
No rose so pink and white.
The birds must pipe in meter
To slug my heart’s delight.
Her locks are like the sunbeams that the sum*
mer fairy weaves.
Her voice recalls the music of the wind among
the sheaves.
Her footsteps fail like rose leaves beneath my
cottage eaves.
There is a spell about her.
Her beauty haunts my sight.
I could not live without her.
My lissom heart’s delight.
The balm of spring Ison her lips; there’s sum
mer in her smile.
Her gentle reveals a heart that never
knew a wile.
And yet the dimple on her cheek a hermit
would beguile.
May fortune e’er smile o’er her.
I’d die for her tonight.
I live but to adore her.
My dainty heart’s delight.
—Boston Transcript.
CRANDALL’S MARCH.
Tom Crandall, the orderly sergeant of
Company I, was a fine soldier and a fine
fellow as well, but he was something of
a martinet—hardly popular among the
members of his own company.
When orders were issued to have the
men thoroughly drilled, Orderly Tom
obeyed most literally. From reveille to
tattoo it was drill, drill, drill for the
boys of Company I till they would have
welcomed marching orders for the north
pole as a release from the manual of
arms and evolutions.
Nothing less than a surgeon’s order
would serve with Orderly Tom as au ex
cuse from drill.
One afternoon! when the company had
fallen in, the roll call revealed the ab
sence of Thomas Higgins and William
Stapleton. A rigid examination of the
company quarters failed to discover the
delinquents, and with “absent without
leave” against them in the orderly book
and a big black mark in Tom’s memory
the company marched to the drill ground
without them.
The quarters of the meu were the
stables of Sneidiker’s hotel. With 10
full companies to drill, the stable yard,
which was the only parade ground with
in the regimental lines, was totally in
adequate; hence all drills in company
movements were conducted in a field
outside the guard lines.
Sentinels were duly instructed to per
mit all squads or companies in charge
of noncommissioned officers to pass out,
bnt under no other circumstances to al
low an enlisted man to leave the camp
without a pass, though all soldiers
might enter unquestioned.
Tom marched his company about a
hundred feet from the lines and had
just changed direction by the right flank
when his quick eye detected the two
skulkers stealthily emerging from the
quarters of Company H.
“Company, halt!” instantly shouted
Tom. “You, Higgins and Stapleton, get
your equipments and fall in for drill!
Do you hear?”
. Evidently they did hear, but instead
of obeying both started on the double
quick toward the cookhouse.
“In place, rest!” shouted Tom to his
company. “Halt, there!” to the skulk
ers. But they quickened their pace.
Dropping his rifle into the hands of a
corporal, Tom started in pursuit. Across
the guard lines he sped to the cook
house, into which the two fugitives had
disappeared, and into which he also
quickly vanished.
Now, a large portion of the members
of Company I were young fellows, rang
ing from 17 to 23 years of age, little
used to military restraints, while the
deprivations and dullness which they
were experiencing made them peculiar
ly eager for some sort of fun.
It can be easily conceived that Order
ly Tom’s unexpected deviation from irk
some drill was hailed by the boys of the
waiting company with delight. They
hoped the race woud last long, and that
the fugitives would escape.
So they did. After an absence of some
10 minutes Tom reissued from the cook
house alone, and with an ominous frown
upon his brow approached his com
mand At the same time the two fugi
tives were seen far down the road, mak
ing their way rapidly toward the town,
having left the cookhouse by some way
of which Tom knew not
The almost simultaneous appearance
of the defeated orderly and the victori
ous skulkers was greeted by the boys of
the company with firs* a shout of jeer
ing laughter and then a ringing cheer.
“Attention, company!” shouted the
orderly sergeant. But the only attention
paid him was another shout of laughter
that deepened his frown.
“Stop that laughing in the ranks!”
again commanded the orderly.
“Halt!” cried the sentinel, bringing
his piece to a charge and confronting
Orderly Tom, who had now reached the
guard line. “You can’t pass here. ”
“I cannot pass!” gasped the aston
ished orderly. “Why not?”
“Orders, ” curtly replied the sentry.
“Orders! Well, what are your or
ders?”
“Oh, you know the orders well
enough,” answered the sentry—“to let
no enlisted man pass out of the camp
without a pass except noncommissioned
officers in charge of squads for drills. ”
“Well,” exclaimed Tom triumphant
ly, “I am a noncommissioned officer in
command of a company out for drill,
and there is my company, as you well
know.”
“Don’t know nothin about that com
pany. It’s outside the lines, and you’re
inside. Don’t look much like a company
anyhow.”
Indeed the sentinel’s sarcastic allu
sion to the company was justified, as
the men danced and roared and fairly
hugged one another to see the difficulty
into which their stem sergeant had fall
en. He made no farther attempt to cross
the liq^s, but turned and strode swiftly
toward headquarters, followed by a fresh
burst of derisive laughter from his in
subordinate command.
In a short time he reappeared, and
exhibiting u pass to the sentinel ad
vanced toward his demoralized com
ps i v, and resuming his rifle uttered the
single word, “Attention!”
Every face instantly sobered, for ev
ery man felt that not only was Tom
deeply offended, hut that retribution
was close at hand. Very quietly he
gave the order: “By the right flank!
Right face, company! Forward, march!”
and retribution began.
It was December. Snow had fallen
some days before, then rain, followed by
a day or two of unseasonably warm
weather. The country roads, tramped
by troops of drilling cavalry and plowed
by teams and loaded wagons, were all
slush, water and very tenacious, deep
mud.
Straight to this abominable highway
Tom marched Company L Directly into
the middle of the road, where the mud
was thickest and the water deepest, the
boys wheeled in obedience to his stern
command. Then, as unconcernedly as
though on the most perfect parade
ground in the world, he issued his or
ders:
“By company, into platoons! Left in
to line, wheel! On right, by file into
line!” and through all the evolutions.
At one moment Company I charged
bayonets down that fearful road at dou
ble quick, at another wheeled in circle
through slush, while Tom noted defects
and corrected them as nonchalantly as
though on a grassy lawn.
For a full hour and a half, long after
recall had sounded, without halt or rest,
Tom maneuvered that weary company.
At last, wet, weary and half exhaust
ed, the mud bedraggled company was
led to quarters by its inexorable com
mander. Throughout that remarkable
drill the only words Tom uttered that
indicated the state of his feelings were
spoken as ho gave the command of dis
missal.
“Company, right face!” he ordered.
“Arms aport! When you fellows would
like to defy discipline again, let me
know. Break ranks, march!”
And so ended the proceeding, which
was known as “Tom Crandall’s march”
as long as Company I was an organiza
tion.
In the days which followed the boys
of Company I came to know their order
ly sergeant better and learned to respect
and appreciate his military qualities,
for if his literal interpretation of orders
sometimes tended to their inconven
ience it oftener led to their comfort
and well being, and in more instances
than one to the preservation of some of
their lives.
Poor Tom sleeps today in the silent
camping ground, and mauy of his old
companions are with him, but with each
returning spring the floral emblems of
his surviving comrades are laid upon
his grave as tenderly as though that gro
tesque march, of which he was the hero,
had never been. —George H. Hosea in
Youth’s Companion.
She Paid George.
They sat cozily side by side at the the
ater enjoying to the top of their bent
the miserable fate of Desdeinoua, and
dear George told her that he would nev
er be jealous of her—no, not if she
should give away 1,000 pocket handker
chiefs, and then they had squeezed each
other’s hands under her lace wrap, and
they were happy as happy can be. ‘ ‘Dear
George” bought her a box of bonbons
and then ate them all up, for no man
was ever so much in love as to be shy in
the matter of eating.
By and by it came to the end of the
third act, and after looking very rest
less and wretched George said fondly,
“You won’t mind, dear, will you, if I
just step out into the vestibule to stretch
my legs a bit, will you?”
If George had had half an eye he
would have seen that she did mind—
very much. No woman likes to be left
alone in a theater, but she only said
coolly, “Oh, not in the least, if you
care to go. ”
So George crawled over the laps of
half a dozen ladies, treading on their
toes, scratching their chins with his
watch chain and brushing the bloom
off their laces and evening attire.
She waited about five minutes, and
then, swiftly bundling her wrap around
her, and with her pretty face scarlet
with indignation and embarrassment,
she bravely left the theater and went
home.
And it served George right.—New
Orleans Picayune.
According to J.aw.
The prisoner before the wild and
woolly western court hadn’t much of a
chance and no friends, but a young law
yer from the east, out there to win his
spurs, undertook the case for the glory
there might be in it, and the first thing
he did was to demand a jury trial.
“Aw, come off,” remonstrated the
judge.
“Your honor,’’said the young man,
with great dignity, “I demand in the
name of the constitutional right of ev
ery citizen of this great and glorious
country that my client here be tried
before a jury of his peers. ’ ’
“He can’t git it, ” said the judge, al
most overcome by this oratorical out
burst.
“I demand it, your honor,” insisted
the young advocate.
“D’you say a jury of his peers?” in
quired the judge, as if about to relent.
“Yes, your honor. ” j
“Well, now, look a-here, young fel
ler,” decided the judge, “ferhalf a cent
I’d fine you fer conf:mp’. D’you think
we’d stand a dozen more like him in
this community? If you do, you hadn’t
better say so. Perceed with yer argu
ment. ” And the mandate of the court
was obeyed. —Detroit Free Press.
Sound Advice.
Pennem—I’m getting out a book to
be called “First Aid For the Injured. ”
Tell me what is the best thing to do
when a bather has been in the water
too long?
Old Salt—Send for the coroner.—
Spare Moments.
AN ARTICHOKE IDYL.
UN UNFAMILIAR VEGETABLE OVER
WHICH EPICURES RAVE.
The "Jerusalem” Kind Is Not the True Ar
ticle auri Is Used to Fatten Cattle—Mouth
Watering Recipes Used by French and
Creole Chefs.
.Just 5i) years after Columbus discov
ered America a gastronomic genius in
the south of France discovered the arti
choke as a delicious dish of a saladic
character. It was indeed a rather re
markable find or guess, for the plant
bears a strong resemblance to the this
tle, and up to that date any man who
ate it ran the risk of being classed with
that animal which enjoys thistles and
knows how to bray.
The portion of the artichoke generally
eaten is the underside of the head be
fore the flower unfolds itself, or what in
kitchen parlance is called the artichoke
bottom. But the lower part of the leaves
that join this base and contain about a
fifth of a teaspoonful of edible and eas
ily digestible substance is equally prized
by the wise. A common way of eating
these bottoms after the head is removed
from the plant and the body has keen
well boiled, like a cabbage, is to pull
off the leaves and then eat the remain
der soused in salt and butter.
But the French and the creoles of
New Orleans, where the artichoke is
regarded with a kind of sentimental or
affectionate appetite, frequently gather
the heads when the bottom is no larger
than a silver dollar and eat the lower
end of the leaves raw, dipping them
daintily in a sauce made of oil, red pep
per and red wine vinegar or occasional
ly in a queer sauce of butter and spice.
Another way the French and their
kindred here have of embalming the
artichoke in the memory of particular
stomachs is to bake the dried heads, for
which purpose the second crop or rowen
of artichokes is preferred, in a meat pie
with mushrooms. This dish has not yet
made its appearance in New York res
taurants.
Neither has the artichoke patty, an
invention of the famous Parisian chef,
Trisconi, now living in rich retirement
on his estate near New Orleans, and
cooking only occasionally on state occa
sions or for gourmets whose praise de- I
lights his poet nature. At a dinner given
in 1884 by the New Orleans exposition
management to some editorial visitors,
Trisconi presented some of these famous
patties, and one editor, whose name is
a household word, remarked that such
a dish could teach a man the art to choke
himself to death without grieving, to
which another replied that the art to
joke in that way was an editorial func
tion more honored in the breach than in
the observance, and in an awesome hush
the guests went on solacing their souls
with patties.
The composition of these culinary
wonders is a profound secret, which will
probably die with its Columbus, but
there are many other ways—about 20 in
all—of cooking the artichoke, and some
of these methods carry elaboration to
excess. Let a brief description of one
way suffice.
You take about six or eight plants of
medium size, remove the coarsest leaves,
trim them off straight on top, cut out
the cores or chokes, wash and drain care
fully. Then fry the tips in oil, and for
dressing chop up very fine half a pound
of fresh pork fat, with the same amount
of butter. Add 3 minced shallots, a large
spoonful of chopped parsley, salt, pep
per, nutmeg, a pound of minced mush
rooms and a gill of madeira. After thor
ough mixing divide into as many por
tions as you have artichoke shells and
fill the hollow plants.
Cover these with bands of thick pork
and tie around with strong string. Put
these imprisoned artichokes now into a
large saucepan, with more pork, chopped
carrots, onions, parsley, etc. Moisten
with medium stock and white wine and
let boil.
Then skin and cook in an oven for an
hour. Drain off the stock and reduce it
with espagnole to a semiglazed state,
sprinkling in just a suspicion of lemon
juice now and then. Free the articokes
from their cord and bands and serve
them, thinly covered, not drowned, in
their accompanying sauce. The name of
the dish is articliants entiere a la bari
goule and is equal to a dinner of several
courses.
By some persons this dainty vegetable
has been confused with the so called
Jerusalem artichoke, which is also eat
en, though chiefly by cattle. The Jeru
salem artichoke is not a true species at
all, but of a kind of wild sunflower
(hence its Italian name girasole, turn
ing to sun), with a tuberose root that
resembles a potato and tastes very like a
delicate turnip when well cooked.
This plant is called in some localities
the Canada potato, in others the Vir
ginian. It was introduced into England
in 1620, and its tops, when cured, were
found to be good hay, five or six tons to
the acre, and its tuber was fed to cattle.
It is not quite as nourishing as the po
tato, having 4 per cent more water, but
it is very fair eating in spite of the prej
udice against it. Once in a soil, it is
extremely difficult to extirpate, and it
has a curious gift of resisting cold, hav
ing never been known to be killed or
spoiled by freezing.
It was also introduced in southern
Europe at the same time it came to
England, and in some places its dried
fibers are transmitted into cordage and
coarse cloth. It got its odd name, Jeru
salem, in English, by a corruption of the
Italian name, girasole, just as tomatoes
got the name of love apples in French,,
pommes d’amores, by a French mistake
of the Italian name pomi di Mori, apple
of the Moores, that vegetable having
come to Italy from Morocco traders.
It is a fact worthy of note that arti
choke flowers, like rennet, will curdle
milk. —St. Louis Post-Dispatch.
The literal meaning of “aurevoir” is
“till seeing yon again, ” but the phrase
ia French one) really means “goodbyfor
the present ”
IMMENSITY OF THE HEAVENS.
A I’e«p Into Space That Tairly Dazzle* the
Imagination.
If our sun were removed to the
pleiades, it would hardly be visiblo in
an opera glass, with which nearly 100
stars can be seen in the cluster. Sixty
or 70 pleiades surpass our sun in bril
liancy, Alcyone being 1,000 times more
brilliant, Electra nearly 500 times and
Maia nearly 400. “Sirius itself takes a
subordinate rank when compared with
the five most brilliant members of a
group, the real magnificence of which
we can thus in some degree apprehend. ”
If we seek to know the dimensions, not
of the individual stars, but of the clus
ter itself, we are met with many diffi
culties, but on the assumption that it
is approximately spherical in shape we
can calculate its diameter to be over
40.000. 000.000 miles, so that light
would take seven years to pass from one
extreme to the other. If we think of the
dimensions of our solar system by them
selves or in relation to terrestrial mat
ters, they appear stupendously enormous.
Neptune, the most distant known
member, has an orbit over 5,000,000,000
miles across—a distance that a ray of
light would travel in 7 ^ hours—but the
solar system is to the pleiades but as a
Lillipution to a Brobdingnagian—is but
as a microbe to a mountain, for a sphere
the size of the solar system would, if it
were spherical and its diameter that of
the orbit of Neptune, be relatively so
minute that it could be contained more
than 400,000,000,000 times in a sphere
the size of the pleiades—in other words,
the limits of the pleiades could contain
150 solar systems as many times over
as there are miles between Neptune and
the sun.
It must not be forgotten that, al
though there are 2,300 stars in the clus
ter, yet with such dimensions for the
entire group vast distances must sepa
rate the stars from one another. In fact,
2,300 spheres, each with a diameter of
3.000. 000.000 miles, could be contained
in the limits assigned to the group, and,
assuming equal distribution of the stars
, in the group each would be at the cen
ter of a sphere 8,000,000,000 miles
across, and therefore a light journey of
187 days from its nearest neighbor.—
Longman’s Magazine.
Sandstorm*.
More than once we had practical ex
perience cf sandstorms. On the first oc
casion my tent was blown over upon me
as I slept, and I was left crawling about
under the flapping canvas trying to find
my shoes. When I had emerged, I found
this new kind of hailstorm rather try
ing to the exposed parts, and I rather
prided myself on my success in re-erect
ing my house unaided. The other tents
held, and their occupants did not know
of my mishap, but every other upright
thing was cast down, and a number of
loose properties went off into the desert.
They were all recovered except a sponge,
which, being light and elastic, hopped
off miles beyond recovery, and by the
next morning might have arrived in the
mahdi’s country. The next visitation
was in the daytime, when we were on
the march. I saw it coming in the dis
tance, a wall of sand cloud sweeping to
ward us, though the atmosphere where
we were was still. I stopped the cara
van and began pitching camp imme
diately, but l>efore the operation was
complete we were struck by the storm
of sand through which we could not see
20 yards. After half an hour of this a
person feels like a fried sole covered
with bread crumbs.—Nineteenth Cen
tury.
Sewer Gas.
Occasionally the assertion is heard
that the healthiest of all occupations is
that of sewer scavenging. In large cities
the men, in spite of their filthy work,
are proverbially healthy. Mr. Laws, a
chemist, who has been employed in spe
cial investigations in the sewers by the
London city council, has proved in a
huge report that sewer gas is all but in
nocent of distributing bacteria of any
kind, and certainly not those which are
pathogenio. The sewage contains mi
crobes of various kinds in abundance,
but the gas itself is much freer from
these dreaded organisms than the out
er air of the street. Of all this he
gives most convincing proof, and so
challenges the theories which lay to the
account of sewer gas a train of horrible
ravages on health. This is a startling
revelation and suggests that fresh in
quiry is needed into the real causes of
so much illness traceable to drains and
foul odors. —San Francisco Call.
The Duty of Resignation.
People in affliction say queer things,
and it is wisely provided no doubt that
at such times they are not considered
strictly accountable. There is certainly
a peculiar flavor in a remark made by a
middle aged widow who had just buried
her second husband. As is usual in such
cases, interested friends were making
such consolatory remarks as occurred to
them, dwelling, after the regulation
fashion, upon the duty of resignation
under the circumstances. “Oh, yes,”
the weeping widow murmured. “I
know I ought to be reconciled, but I am
not. I can’t feel reconciled at all—not
a single bit. Maybe I’ll feel reconciled
in a few months, but of course I can’t
promise. ”—Louisville Courier-Journal.
The Mother’s Tenderness.
“Poor Tommy is in disgrace,” said
Mrs. Figg to the friend of the family
who had dropped in. “I have just had
to give him a whipping. You can have
no idea how much I hate to do such a
thing. I am so tender hearted. ”
“I wish,” sobbed Tommy, “that you j
was tender handed ’stead of tender '
hearted. ”—Indianapolis Journal.
A Dost Purse.
Kind Hearted Man—What are you
crying about, little boy?
City Arab—I lost a purse.
Kind Hearted Man—How much was
in it?
City Arab—I don’t know. That feller
took it out of your pocket just as I was
going to get it V—Liverpool Mercury.
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Sold by McMillen.
Distemper—Cause and Treatment
Is the title of our little book which
tells ul! about one of the most loath
some and dangerous diteaaec affocting
horses, sheep, and dogs, with unques
tionable proof of the merits of Craft’s
Distemper and Cough Cur * in the treat
merit of the same. Sent free by ad
dressing The Wells Medicine Co.. La
Fayette Ind, The remedy is sold by
McConnell.
Morris' English Worm Powder,
A specific remedy for worms; warrant
ed to cure the worst ease of worms
known, or money refunded. Knocks
pin worms in horses every time. Also
good for all kinds of worms in horses,
sheep and dogs. Price 50 cents at all
drug stores, or postpaid by mail. The
Wells Medicine Co., LaFayette, hi
diana. Sept. 8—1 vr.
Craft’s Distemper and Cough Cure.
A safe preventive and positive cure
lor distemper, coughs, etc., in horses,
sheep and dogs. Mas stood the test of
frequent use in every portion of the
country, and will do precisely what is
claimed for it. as those who have used
it will cheerfully testify. Price 50 cts.
and Si.00. For sale by McConnell
& Co.
It Does Not Cost Anything
To try Parks’ Sure Cure. A specific
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Ask your druggist our guarantee plan.
Sold by McMillen.
SHERIFF'S SALE.
By virtue of an order of sale directed to me
from Ibe district court of Ked Willow county,
Nebraska, on a judgment obtained before
Hon. D. T. Welty. judge of the district court
of Ked Willow county. Nebraska, on the 7th
day of July, 18Wi. in favor of Harry S. liar
tholomew as plaintiff, and against George W.
Bede et al.. as defendants, for the sum of ten
hundred and ninety-six f$IOW5> dollars amt
thirty (Si) cents, and costs taxed at $21.21. arid
accruing costs. And Burton & Harvey on
their cross petition obtained a decree for the
sum of $58.40. I have levied upon the follow
ing real estate taken as the property of said
defendants to satisfy said judgments, to-wit:
The southeast quarter of section I'j. town. t.
north of range 27, west of the f.rh P. M.. in Ked
Willow county, Nebraska. And will offer the
same for sale to the highest bidder, for cash
fin hand, on the ilth day of June, A. I).. 1894,
in front of the south door of the court house,
in Indianola.Netiraska.that being the building
wherein the last term of court was held, at
the hour of 1 o’clock p. m. of said dav, when
and where due attendance wiil be given by
the undersigned.
Dated May 2d, 18iM. E. K. Banks,
W. S. M OH I, an. Sheriff of said County.
Attorney. 515t
LEGAL, notice.
D. E. Deusenberry will take notice that on
! the 20th day of April 1894. H. H. Berry, a ju-,
tice of the peace of Willow Grove precinct.
Red Willow county. Nebraska, issued an at
tachment and trarnishee for the sum of $20.70
in an action pending before hirn,wherein G.L.
Deuesenberry is plaintiff and D. E. Deuser:
berry is defendant, that the property of the
j defendant consisting of the aurn of $52.00 cash
I which has been in the hands of S. H. Colvin
! has been attached under the said order of at
i tachrnent. Said cause was continued to the
loth day of June, 1894. at 1 o’clock p. m.
l-3t G. L. DEUSENBERRY.
Don’t Tobacco Spit or Smoke Your
Life away is the truthful and startling title of
! a little book that tells all about No-to bac.
the wonderful, harmless guaranteed tobacco’
habit cure. The cost is trilling and the man
who wants to quit and can’t, runs no physical
or financial risk in using No to-bae—Sold by
all druggists. Book at drug stores or by mail
free. The Sterling Remedy Co.. Indiana Min
eral Springs, Indiana. Aug. 25—1 yr.
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Used in Millions of Homes—40 Years the Standard
