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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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-
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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,
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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.
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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.
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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
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"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. '" -'-