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stATESJ OP ADfEBTI!jiniG. futumlm-i 0trpi 23TBaslness and professional cards of five lines or less, per annum'nve dollars. 13! Por time adrertisements, apply at this office. SSTLegal advertisements at statue rates. TFor transient advertising-, aes rates on third page. STAll advertisements payable monthly. & OFFICE, Eleventh St., up stairs in Journal Building. terms: Per year ... Six months Three months Single copies .3 GO . lOO SO 05 VOL. XIV.-NO. 27. COLUMBUS, NEB., WEDNESDAY. OCTOBER 81, 1888. WHOLE NO. 708. THE JOURNAL. ISSUED EVEttY WEDNESDAY, M. K. TUK-ISTER cSo CO., Proprietors and Publishers. lis i . r BUSINESS CAEDS. r T. WOOD, 31. . PHYSICIAN SURGEON. J3THH!. opened the-ofiice f irnierly oc cupied !y Dr. Bouesteel. l9-3ni. DENTAL PARLOR. On TJtirtetnth St.. and Nebraska Ave., over Friedhofs store. X-Oflice hours, S lo 12 a.m.; 1 to 3 p.m. OLI.A ASHB4UGH, Dentist. ioit:vi:i-ii' wi'ixiTAX, A TTOJi XE YS-A T-LA W, Up.slair- in Gluek Kullding, 11th street, Above the New bank. TT J. Bl 1 NOT A Ii Y P UBLTC. lith Street. 2 doors wet of Hammond Iloase-, Columbus. Neb. !' rpilL'KSTOX Jt i.HEKJi, SUBOEOX DENTISTS, EST Office in .Mitchell Work, Colum bus, Nebraska. H-" p eek a: reebek, A TTOBXEYS A T LA W, Office on Ohe M.. Colunibu, Nebraska. J-tf p G. A. IirLLIIOUT, A.M., M. P., OMEOPA Till C PIl YSI CI AN, jSTTwo Block- -outh of Court Hou-c. Telephone communication. 5-1" pt EO. t. SI00.Elt, Will take contrjct- fur Bricklaying, Plastering, Stonework, Etc. J3T Satisfaction guaranteed, or no pay. T-tf V. A. MACEEN, HHALKK IN Wines, Liquors. Cigars, Porters, Ales, e'e , etc. 01ie Street, next to Firt National Bank. 30-v M cALLlin'EK 11KOS., A TTOBXEYS A T LA W, Office up-stairs in McAlli-terN build ing, lltn M. V. A. McAlIMei, Notary Public- j. m. maCFai:lani, Aturtej iii S:ii:7 Pni"':. it. u. cow ifky. LAW AND COLLECTION OFFICE OK MACPARliAND & COWDERtT, Columbus, : -" -' Nebraska. pEO. A. DEKU1, PAINTER. E5cTarri:nre. house .uul -11:11 painting, glazing, paper hanging, k.U-oiuininir, etc. done to order, .-hop on 13th ?t., opposite Engine Ilou-e, Colunibu-. Neb. lO- T II. Itl'SCIIE, llth St., opposite Lindell Hotel. Sell Harne-s, Saddle-, Collars, Whips, Blanket-, urry Combs. Brushes trunk-, valise-, lugsr "top, t-u-hion-, varriaire trimming-, vc.. at the lowet possible prices. Repair pr niptlj attended to. JIOII. C. TASKEK, Eeal Estate .A-gent, Genoa, Nance Co.. Neb. "1TTILD LAND- and improved farms V for -ale. i orrc-pondence solicit ed. Office in Young's buildinir, up-stairs. ."wi-y O. C. SHLAJSTjSTOIsr, MAXCKACTfUKK Of Tin and Sheet-Iron Ware ! Job-Work, Roofing and Gutter ing a Specialty. iSirShop on Flcventh Street, uppo-ite Heintz's Uruc Store. -tO-y G IV. CI.AUK, LAND AND INSURANCE AGENT, HUMPHREY NED P. His lands comprise some tine tract in the Shell Creek Valley, and the north ern portion ot PItte county. Taxe paid for non-residents. Satisfaction guaranteed. 20 y f-OEU'tllll'S PAfKHG CO., COL UMB US, - XEB., Packers and Dealer in all kinds of Hog product, cash paid for Live or Dead Hogs or grease. Directors. It. H Henry. Prest.: John "Wiggins, bee. and Treas.; L. CSerrard, S. Cory. -VTOTICE XO TEACHERS. J. E. Moncrief, Co. Supt., "Will be in his office at the Court House on the third Saturday of each month for the purpose of examining applicants for teacher's certificates, and for the transaction of any other business pertaining to schools. r67-y TAMES SAiaiOJT, CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER. Plans and estimates supplied for either frame or brick buildings. Good work guaranteed. Shop on ISth Street, near St. Paul Lumber Yard, Columbus, Ne braska. 52 6m o. J. WAGNER, Livery and Feed Stable. Is prepared to furnish the public w.'th good teams, buggies and carriages for all occasions, especially for funerals. Alo conducts a sale stable. 44 D.T. Marty M. D. F. Schcg, 31. D., Deutscher Artz.) Drs. KARTYN & SCHUG, D. S. Examining Surgeons, Local Surgeons. Union Pacific and O., X. & B. H. It. "R's. COLUMBUS, - NEBRASKA. 32-vol-xiii-y COLUMBUS STATE BANK! Ci::e:j:r:t3 Serriri 1 3sei isi Terser ft Hilxi. COLTTMBUS, NEB. CASH CAPITAL, - $50,000 DIRECTORS: Lcaxder Geukakd, Pre' I. Ceo. W. Hulst, Vice Preset. Julius A. IJeed. Edwakd A. Gebkard. J. E. Taskek, Cashier. Hanlc of lepoiit, Discount and Exchange. Collection Promptly JSade on all Point. Pay Interest on Time lepo- i 274 DREBERT & BRIGGLE, BANKEKS! HUMPHREY, NEBRASKA. iSTPrompt attention given to Col lections. STInsurance, Real Estate, Loan, etc. "' JOHN HEITKEMPER, Eleventh Street, opposite the Lindell Hotel, COlVrjrBTJS, NEBRASKA, Has on hand a full assortment of GROCERIES! PROVISIONS. CROCKERY & GLASSWARE, Pipes, Cigars and Tobacco. nighet price paid for Country IModuce. Goods deliered in city. GIVE ME A CALL! JOU. 1IEITKE11PER. LOUIS SCHRE1BER, 11 101 JU. All kinds of Repaiiing done ou Short Notice, linpgies, Wag ons, etc., made to order, and all work Guar anteed. Also sell the world-famous Walter A. Wood Mowers. Reapers, Combin ed Machines, Harvesters, and Self-binders -the best made. zs "Shop opposite the "T.tter.-all." Ol ive .u COLUMUl'S. J-0m-c HENRY LUSRS, DEALER IX WIND MILLS, AND PUMPS. Buckeye Mower, combined, Self Binder, wire or twine. Pomps Repaired on short notice jSTOne door ivet of Heintz's Drur Store, llth Street, Colunibu-, Xeb. S WISE people are always on the lookout lor cnances to increase their earning-, and in time become wealthy: those who do not improve their opportunities remain in poverty. We oiler a treat chance to make money. VTo want many men, women, boy- and cirl to work for us risht in their own localities Anv one can do the work properly from the" first start. The ' uine- will pay more than ten time- ordinary wane-. Ex pensive outfit furni-hed. Xo one who engages fails to make money rapidly. You can devote your whole time to the work, or onlv vour pare moment. Full infor mation "and all that is needed sent free. Address Stinson & Co..Portland. Maine. HUBERT HOTEL. JOHN HUBEK,thejolly auctioneer. his opened a hotel ou 13th St., near Tiffa ny & Koutson's. where clean beds and square meals will always be found by the patrons of the house. I will in the fu ture, as in the pa-t,give my best atten tion to all saies of good or farm stock, as an auctioneer. gySatifaction guaranteed; call and see me and vou will be made welcome. JOHX HUBER, Proprietor and Auctioneer. Columbus, Neb., June 19. 'S3. 9-tf COL11.HBIS Restaurant and Saloon! E. B. SHEEHAN, Proprietor. . ggrvrholesaleind-ReUil Dealer in For eign "Wines, iiquors and Cigars, Dub lin Stouf, Scotch and English Ales. "Kentucky Whiskies a Specialty. OYSTERS in their season, by the case can or dish. Utli S treat. Sonth of Pepot. JS. MUKDOUK &SON, Carpenters and Contractors. I Hiveliadjan extenCediexperlence, and will "guarantee satisfaction in wo'rk. All kinds of repairing done on short obucv. uur uiuuu is, uuuu nuiu auu fairprieeB. Call and give us -an oppor im!f i-tnHmi fnr rnn ISTShan an 'Mth St-onedoor west of Friedhof I J Co's. store, Columbus, Nebr. 4S3-y BWsiliaiiWa FZR9T National Bank! COLUMBUS, NEB. Authorized Capital, -Cash Capital, - $250,00a 50,000 OFFICERS AND DIRECTORS. A. ANDERSON, Fres't. SAM'.L C. SMITH. Vice Pres't. O. T. ROEN, Cashier. .1. W. EARLY, ROBERT UHLIG. HERMAN OEHLRICH. W. A. MCALLISTER. G.ANDERSON, P.ANDERSON. Foreign and Inland Exchange, PassHge Tickets, Real Estate, Loan ana Insurance. 29.vol-13-ly COAL LIME! J. E. NORTH & CO., DEALERS 1N- Coal, Lime, Hair, Cement. Rofk Spring Coal, Carbon (Wyoming) Coal.... EIdon(loa) Coal ..$7.00 per ton .. COO " Blacksmith Coal of best quality al ways on hand at low est prices. North Side Eleventh St., COLUMBUS, NEB. 14-3m BECKER & WELCH, PROPRIETORS OF SHELL CREEK MILLS. MANUFACTURERS AND WHOLE SALE DEALERS IN FLOUR AND MEAL. OFFI GE, COL UMU US, XEB. SPEICE & NORTH, General Agents for the Sale of REAL ESTATE. Union Pacific, and Midland Pacific R, R. Lands for sale at from $3.00 to $10.00 per acre for cash, or on five or ten years time, in annual payments to suit pur chasers. "We have also a large and choice lot of other lands, improved and uuimproved, for sale at low price and on reasonable terms. Also business and residence lots in the city. "We keep a complete abstract of title to all real es tate in PUtte County. 621 COEUJIBUS. ilEB. LANDS, FARMS, CITY PROPERTY FOR SALE, AT THE Union Pacfic Land Office, On Long Time and low rale of Interest. All. wishing to buy Rail Road Lands or Improved Farms will find it to their advantage to call at the U. P. Land Office before lookin elsewhere as I make a specialty of buying and selling lands on commission; all persons wish inc to" sell farms or unimproved laud will find it to their advantage to leave their lands with me for sale, as my fa cilities for affecting sales are unsur passed. I am prepared to make final proof for all parties wishing to get a patent for their homesteads. 2Tr W. Ott, Clerk, -writes and speaks German. SAMUEL C. SMITH, A.gt. U. P. LandDepartment, 621-y COLUMBUS, NEB. HENBY..G-ASS, TJlsrPEIRTATEIl ! COFFINS AND METALLIC CASES AMD DEALER IK Fnmitnra, Chairs, Bedsteads, Bu reaus. Tables, Safes. Lounges. &c. Picture Frames and Mouldings. 3rEepairlsg qf all kind of Upholstery -Goods. 6-tf COLUMBUS, NEB. THE STARS WOXT WANE AND THE MOON WONT WAX. O I am a poet weird and sod. And life for me holds nothing1 triad. Though I sin? such songs as flame and flare Over the wide world everywhere. Famous am I for my wan, wild eyes. And my woeful mien and my heaving sighs; And lone, ah! lone as a banl may be For where Is the woman that rhymes with me? I sing and the lark Is hushed and mute. And the dry-goods clerk forgets his flute; And the night operator at the telegraph stand Smothers his harp In bis trembling hand And rasps no longer the hip that halts Red and raw from the last new waltz. While ever I wall In a minor key, O where is the woman that rhymes with me? The plumber's daughter, as she reads my song, Sighs all day and the whole night long For a love like mine and a passion warm As the pulsing heart of a thunder-storm: And the new grass widow, as vainly, too, Bangs her hair as sho used to do. But they can't catch on I I wander free In search of the woman that rhymes with me. AndOmy heart Lie down! keep still! I If ever we meet, as I hope we will If over we meet, as I pray we'll do If ever we meet O, we'll be true! All ideal things will become fixed facts, The stars won't wane and the moon won't wax. And ray soul will sing in a ceaseless glee When I find the woman that rhymes with mel J. ir. RUtv, in Life. PIERRE BRANTOME'S DAUGHTER. GRAM). The proverbial straw had broken the metaphorical camel's back. The pa tience of Charlotte Brantome, usually equal to the exigencies of the occasion, was exhausted. The twins, as a mat ter of course, were the culprits. They, however, with the complacency natural to boys of six or thereabouts, were indifferent to the tempest of de spair which raged in their sister's breast. They had considerately re frained from adding deceit to their guilt, but had confessed, fully and un reservedly, to rilling the canary's nest, to tearing a jacket, and losing a hat down the well, to eating the strawber ries that were saved for supper, and to catching their most faithful hen with a fish-hook. That fish-hook represented the straw; Charlotte the camel. She could have borne anything better than downright cruelty developed so early in one of her own blood, bhe never was a boy. "And a man was here,'' went on Pop sey; "a big man," volunteered Wopsey, the other twin. "And he asked us about everything, and we said our mother wasn't von well, and our sister was an old-maid school-ma'am." Charlotte winced. Where had he picked up that expression ? And had it come to that ? "You must not talk to strange men about mother or me. What did he want ?" "He wanted to see you." "Me ?" Visions of tramps, of spy ing burglars, only the had nothing to "burgle," as Popsey had said one day, came into her mind "How did he look ?" "He was beautiful," "He was dread ful," said the twins in duet. Further questioning elicited these facts: He was young; h was old; he was short; he was tall: he wore specta cles; he had a mustache, and was a bug man. In the las.t and crowning fact the boys agreed. Practice had made Miss Brantome a tolerable clairvoyant, so far as reading those two small minds was concerned. She jumped at the conclusion that some wandering naturalist chasing an elusive bug had chanced that way, and gave the subject no more attention. She had other things tothinkof than "bug-men" or any men, and the problems of how to provide a new hat for Wopsey and how to instill remorse into the hearts of her charges drove other thoujrhts away. Sitting down on the low doorstep of the house that had been home to her for six and twenty happy years she tried to reason it out. The sun was yet high, the days were at their longest. Behind her flowed the tireless river: in front of her, across the prairie, the hills were green. In the field of rye over the wav gleamed a large white" wooden cross. Her grandfather, in whose veins flowed some of the blue blood of France, had bought a home in this western country when the i-emnant of an Indian trib'e had still property to sell. The deed of sale provided for the preservation of theirlittleburying-grouud. Here among the sinking graves Pierre Brantome ha3 built the cross. It had been renewed several times since then, but had always seemed the same, and was ever the pa tient protector, solemnly holding its white arms out as if to defend the mold ering sleepers. The grain grew thick around, but the tiny village of the dead was never disturbed by spade or plow. Old Pierre, however, had never pros pered. Neither did Pierre the younger; and one night when, riding home, his horse shied at the sight of the white cross in the moonlight and threw him with his head against a stone, he left no legacy but the homestead and a debt to his wife and children. There was a gap of twent' years between Charlotte and the twin babies, and she realty had a third infant on her hands, for the mother was nothing more useful than that after her husband's death. She was not feeble-minded exactly, but painfully gentle strange and unaccountable. Charlotte shouldered her burdens with a brave heart. Her trench ac- cent for Grandfather Brantome's blood had never filtered through Canada brought her employment in a school in the town near by. The long walks back and forth kept the roses blooming in her cheeks, the boys were good sometimes and she. being bus, was happy. It requires leisure to be suc cessfully miserable. The cross typified to her the "daily martyrdom of private life. ' ' And now, looking at it, her heart grew light. The new hat would cost but a trifle. Surely there were more strawberries ripe in the garden, the canary would lay more eggs, the jacket could be mended, and ord Speckle had proved superior to the fish-hook. But what conld the boys be scream ing about? "The bug-man! tha bug-man!" thev were shouting, trotting toward her with all their might on their sandy little feet. It was certainlv strange. Whv should a stranger calf twice? That he should come once was not surprising but twice? "Wo showed him your photograph," said Popsey, "and he said you didn't look like an old maid a bit." "And he said," went on the terrible infant, without a pause, "wasn't we proud to have such a nice sister he wished he had and he had such a lot of bugs he puts them to sleep with medi cine and puts pins through 'em and he has a gold watch and he let us wind it up ana we told him to come again some more and here he is!" Charlotte was speechless. But in some way she found herself rising to her feet to meet a gentleman who was taking off his hat to her and bowing with a grace which even Grandfather Bran tome would have approved "Miss Brantome, I believe." She acquiesced in silence. "I am gathering materials for an historical work and was directed to you for information concerning the antiqui ties of this region. And I might as well say now that I have references and all that sort of thing." "Then you are not ." Sho stopped; he smiled. "No I am not exactly a bug-man, as these little fellows have called me, although I must plead guilty to a slight leaning in that direction. Yet just now I would joyfully part with the biggest bugs of my collection if in exchange I might examine your grandfather's pa pers." He was so gracefully genial that one could no more be absurdly dignified with him than with the solden robin singing on the Indian cross. "Will jou walk in?" "I will sit out here instead, if you will permit me." So popsey and Wopsey dragged a chair and then stood motionless and wonder-eyed, listening to the talk ol discover and adventure. They did not understand it very well until the con versation turned to Indian lore. In dians and bears they could comprehend. Then the mother, attracted by a strange voice, drew near the door in her melancholy, wavering way. "The Postmaster's wife" thought thai La Salle was an Indian Chief," Char lotte was saying, "and she had heard of Father Marquette, but supposed hin: the priest down at La Paz. Her opin ion of him would not have mado iiiir vain. She does not believe in 'Pop pery,' as she calls it." "I met a woman the other day whe thought a herbarium was a bug," re marked Mr. Duncan. Then the lausrhed. But everything comes to an end. I he bovs besran a dumb show behind the stranger s back to indicate to theii sister that they were perishing ol hunger; so she let the conversation lag in order to end the call. "Come to-morrow and see the paper if you like." she said. "It will be Sat unlay, and I shall be at home to answei questions." He thanked her and withdrew, jump ing over the rail fence which skirtec the field of rye in order to get a neai view of the cross, on which not one, but a dozen, golden robins were now hold ing a vesper conclave. And the tea kettle was soon singing in the Brantome kitchen a sons as gay as that of the robins, and Charlotte was not her usual careful self as she picked the straw berries for tea. "Half of them green," said the dis- crtictpil U'nnwv. "'Siinft shfi's think. ins of the bug-man." " a m It certainlv was astonishing how much consulting the Brantome manu scripts needed. And. too, Mr. Duncac required so much assistance. It was "Miss Brantome, will you kindly read this list while I copy it?" or. "Miss Charlotte, really I can't make out whether this is an e or an i," all the while. Grandfather Brantome would have begun to inquire as to marriage settlements and Scotch pedigrees had he been alive to see those chestnut locks, innocent of bangs, and that dark mus tache in such dangerous proximity. It was the old story two young head' bending over the same page. No word of love had passed. All was ou astricth business basis, the correctness of the History of the Missions of the Northwest the objective aim. But at last there was no excuse foi lingering longer. The hills acros; the prairie were red and gold, the rob ins had lied, and the gram around the little burying-ground cut and stowed away. Charlotte was walking home as usual. Far away in the road two moving dot; appeared, which developed into the twins as they came nearer. Tears were cutting briny furrows down their not very clean cheeks. Hysterical sobs alone came from their mouths as they tried to speak, but finally sisterh intuition eliminated these words from the ehoas: "Mother has runned away! She said she would if we didn't stop pounding, and we didn't, and she has runned!" That poor mother! She had made the same threat a hundred times before,., but had been pacified. "Which way? Tell me quickly," thinking of the river, so tireless and sc cruel. "Sh&runned up the railroad track." No more words were needed. Back ol the garden was the branch railway from La Paz. The evening train was nearly due. Leaving the twins to toddle after as well as they could in their exhausted s; It state she ran. Ran? She Hew. The bright invalid shawl was a eacon. Mrs Brantome sat upon the track, idly plaving with some yellow flowers. Charlotte knew her patient well. "Mother." she said, "it is late, and the boys are calling, and you must feed the chickens." The mother shook her head. Per suasion was no persuader. Then Char lotte scolded. Alike useless. Then, as a last resort, she used a gentle force. A failure. Sit there and null those yellow flowers to pieces that the poor, unbalanced woman would do. nothing cUe. In Heaven's name what was to be done? Those who have had experience know the strength of the insane. The train whistled for the crossing a mile away, and just then, some guardian angel guiding hira, James Duncan jumped the fence, a wet handkerchief in his hand. Blessings upon the medicine which subdued the bugs! It subdued this poor woman in a moment, and he had lifted her out of danger before the train rushed past. Then he explained. Ho had been copying the inscription on the Indian's cross as the boys went screaming by. He gathered enough from their inco herent words to learn what the matter was. The chloroform idea was simply an inspiration. "How can I repay you?" asked wet eyed Charlotte, as the party, boys, mother and all, were walking back." "By making over to me Pierre Bran tome's manuscripts and his grand daughter. I can never write the historv without her." "Well," softly, "in the cause of sci ence perhaps." And this is how it came to pass that the boys marched up the church aisle before the robins came again with Charlotte and the bug-man. As for the cross it spreads its white arms over a new-made grave. The poor mother has "runned away" for ever. Flora L. Slaiifield, in Chicago Tribune. m A coquette "3 a woman 'thout any' heart that makes a fool o' a man that ain't got any head. The Continent. The Home of Daniel Webster. Few south-shore wanderings end without a visit to Green Harbor, the former home of Daniel Webster. The bays and ledges from Scituate south ward were his favorite fishing grounds when at home, and his tall figure, habited in brown linen and capped by a great hat, sitting motionless in a boat anchored over some ancient ledge, was a familiar sight for years to the nshermen of the south shore. An gling was- almost a passion with the statesman; often he was known to set out with his rod after a five-o'clock breakfast, and spend the whole day in fishing, ranging the coast from Gurnet to Scituate. Many boating parties are made up to sail down to Marshfield over his old course. It is usually a three hours' sail, and for nearly the whole way one has the tall tower of the Standish monument on Duxbury Hill for a landmark. By and by, rounding a point, the boat turns in land, and heads for a grove of large pines and maples, following a litfle creek that winds thither through marshes; the creek ends in a little cove deeply shaded by forest trees. In front is a park of thirty acres, well-shaded, green even in August, and bounded on the west bv a country road. On the left is a modern villa approached by a drive which enters the park on the south, sweeps around by the house, and make its exit on the north. This is Green Har bor, the former home of the great states man. The present structure bears littlo semblance to the long, rambling dwell ing, half farmhouse, half country-seat, of Webster's day, which was totally de stroyed by tire in 1878; the park, how ever, and farm, so much as remains, arc largely as he left them. The pres ent house, unlike the old one, is not open to visitors, and pilgrims content themselves with rambles about the farm and with visiting the statesman's tomb. Webster's first purchase of land in Marshfield was an old homestead of 150 acres, but he kept adding farm to farm till he had an estate of nearly 1,800 acres, much of it consisting of the wide, grassy downs of the coast. The farm ex tended north and south from the home stead, and was bounded by the ocean on the east. The graveyard in which ho was buried is out on the bare downs in sight and sound of the sea, and fully a quarter of a mile from the highway, ac cess to it being had by a rude road through the fields. It is one of those neighbor hood cemeteries common to country dis tricts, and holds the dust of perhaps a score of the neighboring families. A moss-grown wall of stone surrounds it on three sides, the fourth side being inclosed by a modern iron fence. The Webster plot is in the entrance, and consists of a little cluster of eight or ten tombs. A large mound of earth on the north side of the plot, surmounted by a plain marble slab, holds the dust of the statesman. The stone bears this inscrip tion: "Daniel Webster, born Januarv 18, 17S2. died October 24, 1852. 'Lonf, I believe, help Thou my unbelief,' " and beneath this an appropYiate phrase from his published utterances. Other graves in the plot are those of Grace Fletcher, his fir-t wife: Julia, his favorite daugh ter; Major Edward, a son who diea in the Mexican war. and Colonel Fletcher Webster, the second son. who was killed at the head of his regiment in the war of the rebellion. It is a quiet, pastoral scene that one looks upon from the graves. Everywhere on the east is the ge.a, on the outh are fields and farm houses with Dubur hills in the di--tance, and north and west downs and pastures, with the spire of Marshfield village two miles away peeping over the trees. One can partly understand why a great spirit should choose it above all others for his last resting-place. Cor. X. Y. Evening Pott. Felling the Pine. The road through the underdrush winds perhaps to a. mile and a half away from the river's bank into the thicker woods where the white pine attains its gratet altitude and diameter. This is no pigmy forest, like those of our eastern eastern States, into winch the Michigan lumberman magnificent area of tir.-t enters, but a pines, thirty or lorty to the aero, two feet in diameter, usually straight a a plumb line and with their evergreen crest a clear hun dred feet above the ground. Working in gangs of two or three, the log men approach one of these forest titans. With skilled eyes they scan it, detecting instantly the least variation from the perpendicular or any inequality of weight in the branches, the lowest of which is seventy feet in air. Next one of the gang with the axe cuts a small gash, ma be three inches deep, in the side. Then two. working a cross-cut saw, assail the sylvan monarch on the side opposite the gash. If the tree "binds" the saw, as happens but rarely, a wedge driven in the cut gives relief; and presently the huge tree topples and falls to a nicety in the direction desired. The comparatively mall branches are trimmed away and the trunk cut by the saw to the requisite lengths. If long timber is needed, it is severed perhaps twice, but usually the lengths run from ten to fifteen feet, and rarely or never are they cut above the point" where the trunk narrows to ten inches diameter. Then conies the hardest labor of all. Reaching into the forest is a long double row of "skids," a sort of log railroad with one end terminated by the road way, the other ending it two tree trunks tapering to their smaller extremities so that the logs may be rolled upon them more easily. Seizing the great log with his "pevy" a stout handle ending in a pike and fitted at tho side with a sharp bent hook that looks like the half of an ice dealer's tongs the lumberman hoists the log on the skid and rapidly rolls it over to the main roadway. There the stout horses, with ropes and nippers, fasten on to the end, and the log is drawn to the river bank, where, branded half-a-dozen times at the end with marks of the owners, it is either dragged on the ice or left on the bank to be rolled in the water later for its spring voyage. This prompt and easy transportation of the log to the river bank is of the first importance in profit able lumbering. Usually after a deep snow-fall it is facilitated by an ingenious expedient: A tank, some fifteen feet long, four feet deep, and five feet wide, is built and mounted on runners. Just as the sun goes down and the cold ap proaches, the tank is filled with river water, a series of plugs withdrawn, and the cistern is pullea slowly over the mile-long roadway. Next" mornino where before was obstructive snow is a broad pathway of solid ice, over which the logs can be drawn at a trot as easily as upon the frozen surface of a lake. Michigan Cor. N. Y. Evening Post. . . A cat that had been carried in a bag from Rome, Ga., to a new house thirty-five miles away over a country it had never seen, returned home in twenty-four hours. riundle-WrappInjr. To do up a bundle properly seems like a very simple and easy thing to do, yet it is not every one who can do it proper ly. Bundle-wrapping has become one of the important features of many large businesses, and boys are especially trained for that work. This part of a heavy business has become an item of considerable expense. Not only have the salaries of the young men to be paid, but the paper and time used foots up to a large figure, and in this city of high rents even the space occupied by the bundle wrappers is an item worthy of consideration. In a large retail store the young man who manipulates the paper and twine earns his money. He must bo able to work very rapidly and to do up his bun dles in the strougest and neatest possi blo manner. To do this, when the goods are laid before him, ho must bo able to decide instantly the kind of twine and the size and quality of paper which should be used. No person, be ho gentleman or lady, likes to carry a parcel insecurely tied, or awkwardly done up. So much skill is required in this line that boys are specially trained for.it. When placed in the wrapping department, if they show an adaptabili ty for the business, they are kept there. but only a. small percentage of those who are thus placed on trial are kept there. They may be very smart at other things, but in doing up bundles they are not a success. There are some lines of goods which are difficult to do up securely and neat ly. In a music store in a large eastern city, where forty clerks were employed, there was only one of them who could properly do up a violin. Books which are sent by mail or in paper bundles re quire a great deal of care in being done up, in order that the string may not cut the edges, or that their corners mav not be broken by their being tossed about. In grocery stores very little care is used, ami no style whatever is observed. This may be because it is thought that a man who carries home his own groceries is not very apt to be very particular about the manner in which his bundles are done up. But many an unlucky fellow, whose arms were loadedup with parcels, has sighed to find his sugar leaking out of a paper bag, or his eggs dropping one by one on the sidewalk. Provision stores also do up their goods carelessly, and one has hard work to carry home a bundle of meat without soiling his lin gers and his clothing. Not exactly under the head of bundle wrapping, but nearly akin to it, comes the doing up of newspapers for tho mail. The magazines and many large daily and weekly newspapers use the best brown paper for this purpose, but most of the smaller publications are content to use fragments of newspapers, circu lars, and the like. A machine has been invented for folding newspapers, but they have all to lie wrapped for the mail by hand. Young men who are em ployed for this business acqtiire wonder ful " proficiency, and can do up several hundred papers in an hour. From the foregoing facts it will be seen that buudle-w rapping forms quite an extensive industry, and in large cities affords employment to a largo number of per-ons. Kansas City Star. A Conquered Squatter. A well known engineer, while engaged in the survey of a railroad line through a wild and 'sparsely inhabited part of Arkan-as, left the camp one, day to make, as he termed it, a social call on the natives. He suddenly ran upon a small "clearing" near "the center of which stood an unpretentious habitation of "daub" and log. A raw-boned man emerged from a patch of yellow bladed corn and exclaimed: "Hello thar!" "Good morning." said the engineer, advancing. As I happen to be transact ing perapatetic business through your community, I thought I'd call around and see you." The squatter looked at the engineer critically for a moment and replied: "I had 'lowed ter keep the peace as I was boun' over by the Simmon boys, but I reckin I'll nave to break over, fur I don't see no other chance." "I don't understand you." "I reckiu not. but turn about is fair play, fur I don't understan' vou. Ef myboys wuster hear you they'd be wild afore night, an' we'd . hafter blow the ho'n when we wanted to see 'era. 'Per atetic,' " and he began to roll up his sleeves. "I meant no insult by the word, sir, and used it thoughtlessly." "Yes, I reckin so, but it won't do to let a feller go on that way." "What do vou intend to do?" "Fight yer"" "What for?" "Partly becase I don't like yershapo, partly 'case you come aroun' here like a travelin' school-house, an' partly be case I want ter keep my han' in. I ain't had no jennywine exercise sencel jined the church an' laid by co'n." "Well, if vou must fight"" replied the engineer, "I am with you. Come on." The two men "pranced" around each other for a few moments, and began pugilistic dodges and devices. The squatter possessed the old time knock-down theory, from which the science of boxing evolved, but the engi neer was a man with all the modern appliances. About the first thing the squatter realized after the engagement opened was a sudden jar, a giddiness about the head and a fall without hav ing made any special selection as to the place. He quickly regained his feet, but as quickly went down again. "Hole on, he said. "Ain't thar some mistake here?" "I don't know," replied the engineer. "Look around, and if you di"S.cver an error, we'll endeavor to correct it." The squatter approached again, but was again knocked down. "ay, blamed If things ain't gittin' sorter tire some ter me." "You'd better rest awhile." "Look here, ain't yer one o' them fellers what they read about?" "Well, not particularly." "I b'lieve yer air. Come in the house," and they entered the cabin. "Wife, this is the'boss. Sot down, sah. Come here, Tildv, an see the cap'n. Whar's the boys? Out, yer say? Wall, they're missin' a treat. Look un'er the house. Moll, an' see ef some o tho bovs ain't thar. Can't, here's some red licker. Help verse f. Arkansato Trav eler. One day recently a number of Hdye Park (N. Y.) yonngmen went out on a clam-bake expedition to Esopus Island. Their boat was not secured properly, and it floated away with the tide. In the afternoon it rained heavily, and the party made tracks for' their boat, to find it gone. It was too far to swim home. They huddled together like a lot of dis consolate fowls and remained on the island all night. It rained several times betore morning, when they were taken off by a passing boat. N. X. News. PERSONAL AND IMPERSONAL. Mr. Vanderbilt is alleged by the New York World to have quietly given away $3,000,000 during the past two years. The President has appointed John G. McCullum, of San Francisco, agent of the Indian Mission Agency, Califor nia, vice Samuel S. Lawson, resigned. A marriage license was issued in Darien, Ga., recently to Abram Living stone, aged one hnndrcd years, and Margaret Jones, eighty-three yeare. Detroit Post. Miss Minnie F. Hoyt, of Connecticut, enjoys the distinction" of being tho first pen-on appointed to a clerkship in tho Treasury Department under the opera tion of tho new civil service rules. N. Y. Times. Angola Cardelia, of Nevada, a native of Italy and thirty-eight years old, claims to be the strongest nian.-in the world. He places the middle linger of his right hand under the foot of a person weighing two hundred pounds and lifts him to a table four feet high. efferson was tho champion absentee President. He was away from Wash ington 796 days in oight yoars. Monroe is next, with 703 days in eight years. John Quiuoy Adams was absent 222 days in four years, and Washington 181 days in eight years. Chicago Herald. John Babb. of Limington, Me., aged ninety, a soldier of the war of 1812, visited friends at Portland, Me., recently. He is still erect and with in tellect unimpaired. Though living within a few milos of Portland, ho never bofore rode in either a horse-car, stuam car or steamboat. Boston Post. The name of Abraham lleuchor, who died in North Carolina recently, at tho ago of eighty-five, will bo new to the most of our readers, but he had beeu a member of Congress, Minister to Portugal and Governor of New Mexico, and President Buchanan offered him the Secretaryship of tho Navy. Chicago Journal. Harriet Steer, a prominent member of the Society of Friends, who died in Cincinnati recently at the age of eighty soven years, had been active in all benevolent work for fifty years, and for decades was wont each winter to -pre pare a huge boiler of soup on tvo days of ever week and distribute it to tho poor at her door with hor own hands. This she did last year, notwithstanding her age aud feebleness. Sandy Sinims, colored, died in Washington recently. It is saitl he was born a slave in 1777, and bought his freedom before tho war. For several years ho had been a bootblack near thu corner of Ninth and Penii3 lvania avo nue. He was a member of the Ebuuezer Church for more than sixty years. At his funeral, after speaking of the de ceased man's long life, tho preacher asked: "Who in this congregation has lived 106 years?" "I have, said one of the sisters, rising. Sho was Elizabeth Coates. of East Washington. Her friends say that she is in hor 106th year. X. Y. Sun. No more disastrous failures ever occurred than those of Henry Clowiand Jay Cooke. The recovery of both men has been marvelous, and has been achieved by legitimate methods and a safe, conservative business policy. Both are again rich, but Mr. Clews alone is in active business at the old stand. He lost S.j.000.000 on a certain dark day in 1873. He was so poor that ho had to send his wife to her ou n family for sit months to support. He is worth to-day. it is said, at least $-2,000,(hJ0.rnrliah-apolis Journal. i . "A LITTLE XO.NSEXSE." The Indian may be mighty strong minded, but he can't live on a mental reservation. xY. Y. Advertiser. Hand-painted par.isoLs are now very fasluonnble. Care must bo taken not to expose them to the sun. VhihuUZphxa. Xeirs. "Mamma," said Harry, "what's the difference betwoon gooso 'and geese?" "Why.dont ou know?" said four-year-old Annie; "one gee-je is goose, and a whole lot of gooses N geese." A girl named Gable in a New Eng land town shot and wounded a burglar who was trying to get in at a window. It was a good thing for him that it'w-u not a house of seven Gables. Cincin nati Traveler. - A gentleman having his hair cut, and being aunoyed with tho operator's stories, in the middle of each ho s.aid, "Cut it short." At hist the barber, in a rage, exclaimed, "It cannot be out shorter, for every hair on your head his off.' Chicago 1'ribunc. "There was a great feet in the hotel park last nite," wrote Mrs. Quickrich from Saratoga to her husband in the citv. He replied, by return mail: "Mr dear, I wish you would not go out in tho wet grass at night. Press. Burlington Free "Grate" opportunities will come to all of us with cooler weather. .V, Y. Xews. They will probably bo improved by jKjkcr parties. Boston t'ommttrriul llulb tin. If thee jests are not all-lired funny, they are decidedly coallusiis. N. Y. Xeics. If they were alive they'd bitumen all to pieces. Ud C it t Derrick. "Didn't I tell ou not to ask Uncle James for money? ' said his mother, casting a hard look at her son. "No'm." "What! Didn't I tell you this morning not to ask him?" "You said not to ask hira when you was around " "Jeems!" "But to strike him for a dollar while you was out an you would give me a nickel of it." Arkanmw Traveller. Patriotic fire quenched: 'At a school examination a clergyman was descant ing on the necessity of "rowing up lo al and useful citizen-. In order to give emphasis to his remarks ho pointed'to a large liag hanging on one side ot the school room and said: "Bo, what is that Hag for?" An urchin, who under stood the condition of tho room better than the speaker's rhetoric, exclaimed: "To hide the dirt, sir." Hartford Times. What it was like: "Aw, can you tell me, Miss Fair," queried .George Washington LaDude, aftera brief period of intense study, "why the aw Ponto's caudal appendage is like a coming event?" "No, Mr. LaDude." Well, aw, it is something to a cur, don't you know halha!" "Very good, Mr. La Dude; very .good. But can you tell me why your hat is like a bad habit3" "Why, er-r, aw; well, no why is it?" "Because it is something to a void." "Oh. weally, now. Miss Fair, "you are just too bad for anuhing, lon'f"vou know?" TheJudge. ' A hole has been discovered about fire miles southeast of Fisher's Island, Conn., with only "eighteen fathoms of water around it," which has in the cen ter a depth of mrietv'fathoms. .Harton Post. '" -'-
