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THE FALLS CITY TRIBUNE Entered as second-class matter at Falls City, Nebraska, post office, Janu ary 12. l‘io4, under the Act of Congress on Ma ch 2, 187*). Published every Friday at Kails City, Nebraska, bv The Tribune Publishing Company E. r. SMARTS. Manager One year __.fl.'rf) Six months . ... _ .75 Three months .40 TELEPHONE 226. Falls City is now partaking of Its first taste of street paving. It Is a foregone conclusion that the habit will grow and fasten upon the community. Harry Thaw may bo crazy, hut in answering the questions put by Coun sellor Jerome, he shows conclusively Hint he is an adroit hml talented "bug-house" inmate. The Wright aeroplane is now the property of tin* Flitted Stales" The Wrights, who were “cranks" at the start, are considered scientists today, and the fact that our‘government lias Just paid them non for thoir ma chine goes to prove it, Bishop Qitayle nays you can ti ll a genuine Christian by his street car manners. livery village and hamlet ought to have a street car line, hut In the absence of one how are we to separate the sheep from the goats. Bishops are not so bright after nil. W ltat any single Individual nr pub lication might say id our Chautauqua wouldn't really affect the rate re ceipts- that all important cog in Chautauqua machinery. Jupiter, the eldest member of the 1‘luvlus fam ily. is tiie only successful "knocker." With America, Uorinany and Fiance ■training every point to outdo each other in n< rial achievements, Japan now enters the field, and hacked hj tile government, Japanese aeronauts will try their hand at solving tin problem. Just watch the wily and ingenious Jap from now on. Nebraska is not to lose Mr. .1. \v. Bryan as was reported. The Mon sounded "fishy" from the first. Why should a suy es. ful man move from Nebraska tq Texas? Why should a man move to TV^as in any case? If a man Ik so constituted he can he miserable right here in Nebras ka, Our sister city of Salem, whose people are noted for their genuine hospitality and good cheer, hold theii first annual assembly next Kmw >y, August 8th. It Is needh ss to say that the crtunty neat will be well represent'd. A tbl m Sunday dinner has a drawing ; r nt-r s: eond to C ' *-ll “|b (1 V " A‘ i . # » It was a pretty good Chautauqua after all, and toe • na • iI, and hts assistants, !• vo r- ; to be JJfOUd of the •• ell., b Kir l a few days, of had weather an u»- | avoidable am! d I a rou iutyner enco that till ciw.iiauqn.-ii; ate n.t to1 email! 1 -c- -it '• ■> . one of the most successful < lniutauqunb in point of interest and hlgh-elai end : Uilnnt at, i Tills week, the first In August, 1 bees the close of a suet. ful chau s tauqiuv i.! l'alls < ': , t a Incut of struct paving, the Ml-, otui Pacific company busily on ■ I In! limiting an important t nee i! point . here !i ,d the dredge bouts cutting | Hear way, i rough the l i -h bottom lands i the Nw In ' ' to t straight .ped water < on rue and a re- 1 dem.bn ■■ In.*1*1 .... AVliat li-.-'l- a . i-; !• .. • A ■ The automobile 111 the hands of a reckless driver, who jurists in speed -: ing beyond the . e.f >y limit up and down the streets of a town. i>. n inenanco to society and should he suppress d. Even a common wheel barrow, iu the hand.- of a fool is dangerous. It is net ;u or the automobile that legislation i; 1 ing enacted all o\i: ’ t ■ country -it is against the choc rful idiot that per sists in endangering tire lives of Others. MIRTH IS WHOLESOME. Frame your mind to mirth and mer riment, which bar a thousand harms/ and lengthen life.—Shakespeare. There is nothing like fun, is there? If you havn't any yourself, don't you like to see it in others? We need all the counterweights we can muster to balance the’ sad relation of life. God made sunny spots in the heart; why should we exclude the light from them ? Gaiety and a light heart, in all vir tue and decorum, are the best med icines for the young, or rather for all. Solitude and melancholy are poison; j they are deadly to all, and above all to the young. It came to the« ears of the writer recently that a young man—very ( young, of course—had threatened to do something desperate, all on ac count of wlwu he considered love. Think of getting desperate or commit ting ft rash act over one love, when there is so very, very much In this beautiful world to love. Such thought ; re brought about by melancholy; by nourishing the “grumpy." Nothing so covers the .nerves, so tempers passion and anger, so cures disappointment and discontent, as getting out In the sunlight and walk ing ii off. It Is the nursing of one's unpleasant thoughts that too often make for grief In the end. And it if too often Indulged in by others not so young; by those who should have the wisdom and a con* del over themselves for the better, vjuick temper is excusable. While it is a curse, generally hereditary, there may he some excuse for it, hut fora "grumpy" disposition there i i none, liou't. mm. tm Something of late has affected our friend Herbert's liver. The World‘‘do move," but of late1 It has bei n over loaded with bile. .1 list who has offended the astute colonel we are unable to learn, but we see no sane reason why tho whole city and all tributary thereto should share his wrath. W<> had a Chautauqua; bo did Hiawatha. Both had good features; both had attractions that were not so good. Who cares which was the most attractive and made or lost the most money? Those tiling# should be, beneath a man of Col. Herbert’s! standing. Wo are surprised that 1km feels that Ills mission just now is to engender a feeling between neighbor-1 ing towns aliiug these lines that can certainly result in no good and may create a spirit of bitterness that would be lasting. The colonel is j a frequent visitor to our midst, and if he will steal enough time to look, about him during his visits we are sure be will find many good tilings to say about Kails City and her peo ple. It is the part of a school hoy to eternally walk about with a chip | mi the shoulder in order to convince j the public what a power you are In a scrap. Colonel Herbert is too big for the school hoy act and too far | away from his school boy days to get back into the dirty journalism of1 twenty year:-', ago. Wo all know yon ai i pper, bright as a u ■w dollar and an all-round good 1 fellow when not crossed, hu^ do not .how the elements of a spoiled boy ! which forces itself to the mirfaue at i limes. While you undlspuudly own lie* World, there at place# on the | map fiat you cannot control Kails' City is one of them, with till her1 good and bad features, and Herbert knows wo have both na bis t'iv ([(..lit viwii.i would imply that wo have, the former, while column alter col man of bis paper of late has been 1 a yon picture of the latter, tint light1 old boy; get right. It is just as easy to make friends u# enemies if you’d rather have them. Announcement, l d hi announcy through The Tribune Unit I am n candidate for the nomination on the democratic ticket, la tit ■ office of county judge. If liom ; i iiited and dieted to this oftic I promise to the people a faithful «x - etlon of every official duty d-volv i ig upon me. 1 ask the eonsldem lion of the volets at the coining pri laat'J. and the support of those who1 it Hu ;u> worth.' will be appreciated. U. C. JAMES. J’. . ure hud take a bottle of Cham ; '■ i's Cob \ ('hole:a and 1 hirrh j, ■! Kennedy with you when starting Ion your trip this auuuner. It can ... t .. . ... in d on board the C . 'i s |, .u.uuern. Changes of water and ' • i :..i i ■ o a, and it Is best to be pre pared. Sold by all druggists. Worth Thinking I About j ‘ Every dollar put by today comes to you as a gift tomorrow." • Those who save soon c.ea:,e to starve" ••‘Get’ Is a good servant, but •Keep' is a better one.” “Of all glad words of pen or tongue, the gladdest are these — I saved when young." "The greatest pay streak is the saving streak." "A dollar in the bank does you more good than a hundred spent." Get one of those' Vest Pocket Savings Banks at THE Falls City State Bank And comm«nc« the sa\ing habit now POLITICAL ADVERTISING. Announcement. My friends having filed a petition asking that my name be placed on the primary ballot for sheriff on tin j democratic ticket, I have decided to' grant their wishes. I promise that Tf successful at the polls I will give my entire time and attention to the office. Thanking the voters of the county for past favors, I remain, yours very truly, W. T. FENTON. Announcement.* I hereby announce myself a demo cratic candidate for nomination to the office of County Clerk, at the primary election, which will be held on August the 17th, 1909. If nomi nated and elected I promise to give to the office my entire time and at tention; to all courteous and fait treatment, together with ail the ac curacy my ability warrants. GEO. \V. MORRIS. County Superintendent. Having filed for the office of county superintendent, 1 wish to an nounce my candidacy, eubjcct to the action of the republican voters tit the primary, August IT. if nominated and subsequently elected, I shall endeavor to serve the school interests of the county to the best of m.v ability. VLDERT l>. SARGENT. County Recorder. 1 wish to take this method of tell ing tho voters of Richardson county that I am a candidate for tho office of county recorder, subject to 1 lie dic tate of the primary election, August 17th. If nominated and subsequently elected to the office to which I aspire 1 pledge myself !o give all it square deal and the office my entire time and attention. FRANK M. ROSS. Announcement. I hereby announce to the voter: of Richardson county, I am a candidate for the Republican nomination for county treasurer at the primary elec tion. Having had long experience in the clerical work, both public and private, having lived in the count} n arly all of my life, do assure ill the people ii' nominal- d August !"th, 100!', and cl' tted at the November let lion in 1900, will serve all the people to the best of my ability. Yours respectfully, GROUGH KIECIIHRS. County Superintendent. 1 wish to announce through Tie Tiibune my candidacy for the off!. of county superintendent on the dem ocratic ticket, to be voted for at Un coming election. 1 ran truthfully cay that this office to me will be stricti}' non-partisan iu the fullest sense, and if I am elected I will fill the office lo the best of my ability. .AWS3 CORA It. HIM,. Announcement, I hereby announce myself as . ! candidate i'of tho office of ah rilf. j subject to tho choice of Republican voters of Richardson county. W. P. FERGUS, Announcement. , 1 hereby announce myself a cum.: date on the d- iiiocratle ticket fur tin office of Recorder of Deeds, subject I to tho primary election which will lw | held on August 17th, 1909. If cue cessful in the nomination and if 1 I am ■ i eted I promise to give my uu dlvld- d attention to the office t\" 1 j transact tho duties of tho office - -the best of my ability. 3,. C. EDWARDS. I An Announcement. I desire to announce to the Vv of Richardson county that 1 am a cm* j didato lor the Democratic nominal!* j for County Treasurer at the prims election. It has been ray plenr.ur • u serve the public in a county oil* for a few years and this expo: i and acquaintance with the county at fairs will enable me to administer th* affairs of the office more efficiently I If 1 am given the nomination i earnestly ask the support of all voi i ers, at the November election, irro. I sportive of party and I pledge mys* !i to serve the tax pavers of this county j In a faithful and accomodating man j ner. Yours respectfully, JOHN H. HUTCHINGS'. County Clerk. My friends having persuaded me to allow my name to be placed on the primary ballot tvs a candidate for tin office of County Clerk on tlio repub lican ticket, I take this method of in troducing myself to those in the conn ty who are not already acquainted with me. In case I am elected to the office, l promise to do mV very best to please the public and to do the office justice. ROY \V. DAGGETT. PRIVATE MONEY. Private money to loan onReal Es tate. Mortgages bought and sold. A. J. WEAVER. FROM AUTO TO AERO A Modern Tragedy of Upper Cloudland "Well, I've got a new aero car;“ said Gans, boyishly, to his wife when he came home one evening. "No!” said Mrs. Gans under her breath. "You really haven't, Edgar!” "I really have. Traded my motor car in on the deal, too. The aero car cost me |20,00(i altogether. The best the Aerial Navigation Company would allow me on the motor car was $200. Think of it! And I’ve*Been the time a motor car like that was worth $7,000.” "But,” ventured Mrs. Gans, “aero motoring, or whatever you may rail it, is dangerous, I don’t care what they say to the contrary. Your auto was perfectly beautiful and we had such splendid times in it.” "Well,” replied Gans in defense, ”! hope you didn’t* want me to continue in the ranks of the ancient? Why, every time I took that auto out I couldn't help feeling embarrassed. No matter if it was the very last thing in auto making, 1 was a back number nevertheless. If 1 dared to speed a little l was continually dodging men, women, children, dogs, chickens, po licemen and constables. With an aero car I can scorch around in the empyrean blue with nothing but clouds in the way. And running through towering piles of cumulus is all the crave in aero clubs now.” i* mm a motor car to an aero car was a transition as abrupt as it was far, and Mrs. Cans was apprehensive, ’ a \ itiistunding this glowing picture. She was apprehensive because she Ian ,v Cans much more intimately titan he knew himself. She khew him well .enough to know about what he would do under any given circum stance. Cans had been ihe automobile fiend of bis set. lie had spent more time in and tinder automobiles titan any other man he knew. Motoring had been meat and drink to him. For his aero car Cans had a tent creeled on (he best part of his lawn, lie took daily lo suns from the agent of the Aerial Navigation Company. That genial genius, whose tongue would have been worth about $10 a initiate in a presidential campaign, too’. Cans on short, low trips at first; then gradually extended them to greater heipiits and distances, until the new owner had his nerve and a knowledge of the machinery of his purchase. The day Cans took his first trip alone was the first day he really lived, lie sped up to a dizzy height, then < ireled about, Hovering, birdltke, above (he h.iulseape, while Mrs. Cans, below, gazed at him in op a mouthed wonder. “This is tiie long-lost source of youth!” declared Curs when he alight ed from itia car. ’“It’s simply great to scorch up and down the environs of heaven. Remember v hat 1 ray, the aviator will take the place of tiie doc tor'. Why, 1 feel ten years younger! V ou mi st go with me ( > m< r ■lie.” "ihiit,” m id Carrie. “I’ve never set fr. I in t! e air in i . life and I would be horribly ; fund." “Pooh! Not a bit of danger,’’ Cans assured her. 'Tact is t!i*u M not as ' much danger tip there in that aero car , R's thfi'e is down hero in an old-fogy inito. Anyhow, you’d be s; fe with me. You'd be safe anywhere with me!” After the first shock ot dizzy nerv ousness Mrs. Cans began to take an interest. She was feeling that after a few more ascensions she really could look forward*to a daily spin. Then she glanced downward over the edge of the car and almost fainted, They cruised close to a little round sBvoi r cloud—so clot o (hat ’Mrs. Cans put out her bund and let her Ungers ripple through surface. Then Cans swerved gracefully around a massive heap of cumulus and sifiiarcd off from - < “Nov.” he exclaimed gleefully, “hold | ” ■ I : 1 that cloud!” He turned the power on full, hut the aero car never budged. He reversed and tried it again. Not a wheel turned. The ear lay there, almost motionless. “\Yl;:it on earth can be the matter with it?" Gaits ashed, in a vexed tone, of Carrie, the < r, and the air around. “But you re not on earth, inter posed Mrs. Bans, nervously. Bans laughed light henrtedly at what Mrs. Clans meant seriously. “Something wrong with the gear ing," ho said. “Fix it in a moment.” Before Mrs. Bans realized what was taking place Bans' monkey wrench in hand, slipped over the side of the car. “Edgar! ” slic screamed in abject ter ror, and then fainted. Bans shot down straight for a few hundred feet, then his limbs spread, and he whirled horribly. It was a mangled, unrecognizable mass that was pried out of a wheat field n few miles out of the suburban town in which Bans lived. When his aero car stopped the situ ation to Bans, was analoguov.s to many he had been in before.! He forgot that he was something like 2,000 feet in the air. He forgot every thing except that his car was stuck, and, through force of habit, he got out to see what was wrong underneath. Mrs. Bans was rescued from her perilous position by the first aero car that came along. She was still uncon scious. Her rescuer happened to be a handsome young man, who, later, at the proper time, took a deep and sus taining interest in her. “It was just like Edgar," Mrs. ,Gans was wont to say, over her smelling salts. "‘Poor, dear Edgar!” By the Greatest American Humorists ’ A CRITICAL MOMENT By THOMAS L. MASSON \_-_ _J "Impossible! How did it happen?” Mr. Catnappe had just come In. He gazed at Ills wife in the utmost con sternation and astonishment. In the course of a long and successful mar ried life such a situation had never arisen. He simply couldn't believe it. The Catnappes were New Yorkers. They had never lived anywhere else. Even in the summer, when they went to Europe, or in the winter, when they went to Bermuda, Palm Beach or other similar places, (hey were still in New York. For did they not associate with the same people? "Do you meant to-say,” went on Cat nappe, “that we have absolutely no engagement for this evening? Never heard of such a thing!” “We had, of course,” replied .Mrs.! Catnappe. “We were, ns you remem ber, invited—” “Don't ask me to remember any thing. You have charge of the en gagement list. 1 rely upon you for that.” “Well, we were going out to the Puffers' to dinner, and I got a telephone message,not half an hour ago saying that Mrs. Puffer had been suddenly j taken ill, and was to be operated upon.” "But what are we to do?" asked Cat-1 nappe, ignoring the situation of poor Mrs. Puffer. "Great heavens! It's too late to get theater tickets anywhere. You know we never sit any farther away than tin- fourth row. Besides we’ve seen everything that's good.” "I know it,” mused Mrs. Catnappe. "This isn’t our opera night either. \Ye can’t ask anyone in to dinner at this late hour. I don’t see but what wo will have to stay home.” "Stay home!” repeated her husband. “Never! We simply couldn’t! Why, there’s no telling what would happen. Let's see. From eight to twelve—four hours to fill in! This is a pretty pass.” "We could go (o bed early. That might cut off—” “Karly. Never heard of su«h a proposition. Why, I haven’t been to bed before midnight for 15 years. I don't believe I ever did it. It would upset me completely. Wouldn't get over it for a week.” “Well, I suppose the time will pass." Catnappe was momentarily growing more ‘Tatiled.” ”Po you realize,” he almost shouted -—just as if lie were once more calling off orders on the stock exchange r ( ’pen In Why, it didn’t take Washington any “We'll Have a Night cf It,” longer (him timi to cross. the Dela ware, The l: :U1.9 cf Waterloo was lost lu less time. Vi.-a ’ :' 1 -• of Saiamis— or was it ? iar.uk n?— I'm a little rusty on Or k- w>s.,lnst In l«::s time. I tell you somotlilug has got to bo J ue. Why, if wo i' ouM stay here ail . ■ O - •(.!:« i', ■ ::,l r lllj Wo do? W'■ certainly couldn’t talk to each mher. We couldn’t sit and look at the family album. JV; 'd got into a fight i.i no tit.!'. . o , i‘p!o with or. * on ortgc you kuo v wli-rt that means, '.ml—” CuSnapiie lu; ’.od at DIs wife with some show of i.iddo, shining through his intense anxiety. •’You know «vo have never had a quarrel—never !v 1 lime. No, my dear, it would be falal. It might break up our whole married life. I wouldn’t risk it.” “Why can'l we go out somewhere ; alone?” 1 “I had thought of that. But where can I go? Everyone else is busy. Of course, if worse conies to worse—” At this moment the telephone rang. ; Catnappe answered it. it was from Skipperly. “That you, old man? Yes. Well you were going to the Puffer dinner weren't you? Yes. So were we. Leaves me high and dry. Wife almost crazy at the prospect of our staying home alone. Thought you might be in same box. Shall we ioin forces? All right. Meet me at the club in hall' an hour. We’ll have a night of it. Good by.” ***** Catnappe came back rubbing his hands. “It’s all right," he exclaimed gleeful ly. Skipperly was going also. W’ants me to join him. That saves the night, only—” He looked with polite concern at his wife "Not at all,” smiled Mrs. Catnappe. “Any port in a storm. Besides, the main point was that we should not be home together.” tCopyright, 1909, by W. G. Chapman.) ^THEBOY 1 ORGANIST [ Deacon Abner Smith was a philoso pher, a lover of wisdom; he loved to explain the reason for things and to make Investigations into phenomena both of mind and matter. The particu lar department of knowledge on which he loved to discourse was theology. Mrs. Deacon Smith, looking from the sitting-room window, beheld Ab ner close in discussion with Deacon Hubbel at the front gate. She knew ..the general collection of laws and principles which governed their lines of argument, but was curious to know what subject gave them new and par ticular interest. Up went tlie window. “Abner! 1 should think it was too hot to stand in the broiling sun at midday. I wish you’d bring in that bushel box of tomatoes you were pick ing to be canned.” Abner and the deacon drew apart, came together, alternately retreated and advanced, continuing the discus sion, and finally parted. As Deacon Hubbell passed up the road Abner came slowly up the walk and, lifting the box of tomatoes, bore it to the back room. Mrs. Smith arranged the ripe, red fruit in a shining pan, pour ing scalding water over them to loosen the skins. Abner stood thoughtfully by. "Well, I guess it’s about decided to have Mr. Playwright for the new or ganist," he began. “He's got style in advance of most—” “Yes,” sniffed Airs. Smith, “and ex pects a salary in advance of wist. He can play hymns like popular airs, and as to voluntary—why. Deacon Turn pike trotted down the church aisle something scandalous because the vol untary started just as he came in to the meeting, and he's used to keeping step with'h. sort of dignified way.” Abner listened meekly. “Now, if it was that young fellow we heard two Sundays' ago, he can play devotional music ns if he liked it. He can play hymns as if he felt ’em, and as to the voluntary, why, you could see angels gliding up and down the aisles, it was so holy." When his wife saw visions Abner became helpless. She was silent so long alter this that he thought she had finished and turned to move away. She called him back. "What our church ought toplo is to engage that boy. He needs encourag ing and we need to save. Why, he’d sav’e us half the interest on the church mortgage for ha’f a •nr!” Mrs. Smith began peeling potatoes with a businesH-like air. J>u-on Smith, tin1 boy organist on his mind, moved away to the hayfleld and pit hed hay as though he saw silver dollars saved toward the mortgage. Never had Mrs. Smith seen her hus band start for church meeting more complacently than that night. And never had Deacon Smith had more business on hand before the meeting, talking to tills one and that., and draw ing about him Silas Turnpike, Mr. Huber and Deacon Hu d 1. . When the meeting was open he was the first to his l'uet and unburden his ruind. ■ “brethren/' lie' began, “when the question of the new organist was first raised in this c :mnunity I was of the' opinion that 11 .* best thing wo could do was to engage Mr. Playwright, but I stand bore to night holding a differ-, ent opinion. “We are a small community. Not one of us hen. but -has put his hand down into his pocket and found less there than he nee ted to provide for his family and give to the church and the poor. We're ca the point of pled • : > me ; ■ for i: ■ than we can afford, and I for one held the opinion, tthat it would be better to hire the boy organist at a simpler price and see something sa -l p.vurd the In'* fed on the mold. He sat down. How wot d ti ■ chair man of the music committee .<* this statement, lie who appro*. J Mr. Play wright. ; ■ i had been rminiiv I t for the past fh? Silas Turnpike rose with an u, olo getic coi yh. “Brother.;. I may not urn! r mndttm philosophy of the thing," said ■, ’lit I /lo know that what Brother Smith has said is true. We put dwr hands in our pocket: and find not enough for our families and outside wants. 1 hold the opinion that that boy can play as well for ns as we can well pay tor.” Gazing into space, the chairman of the aims; aunt committee remained immovable. A silence ensued anil a pause broken by his rising. “Brethren,” he began, “when I was a boy I loved music bet ter than anything in the world. I liked the study of it and the practice of it. I meant to play the Lord's music In the Lord’s house, but I had to take the fourth sou's share of work on a humble farm and my dream of becom ing a musician faded. Since then I have been instrumental in obtaining the best music that the church could afford, but I have listened to your line of argument and my conclusion is this: Here is this young fellow, he needs en couragement and all that has been said is true. I cast my vote in favor of the boy organist.” Won without debate! The good men could hardly believe their ears; but they saw visions of dollars saved for the church mortgage, and the music he produced every Sunday was of such a character that even Mrs. Deacon Smith says she always saw visions of angels walking up and down the aisles when he played the organ. /