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ohmbvi lauriraL jr .'r-. -- VOL. XVIH.-NO. 6. COLUMBUS, NEB., WEDNESDAY, JUNE 1, 1887. WHOLE NO. 890. ? m s J COLUMBUS STATE MN& (!()LIIMBlIS,e.NEB. Cash Capital $75,000. mKKCTOKS: LKANDER GERHARD. I'nn't. OKO. W. HUL3T, Yico Pres't. JULIUS A. HEED. K. II. HKNItY. .1. K.TASKKK. Ciwhiir. Bank of Eepeif, Dlxroant mI Exchange. CIIclon Promptly JInde en all Point. Par Intref on Time sepon It. COLUMBUS Savings Bank, LOAN & TRUST COMPANY. Capital Stock, SI 00,000. OFFICERS: A. ANDERSON. Prea't. O. W. SHELDON. Vice Pres't. O. T. KOKN. Trww. HOBEKT UIILIG, Sec -o y Will rwvii time deposit, from $1.00 and any amount upwnrds, and 'will pay the cus tomary rate of interest. iSirVie particular! draw your attention to our facilities for lankily 1um on real estate, at the lowest rate of interc-bt. 11 tap-City, School and County Bond, and in dividual securities are WiRht. lfijune'SCy FOR THE CALL OS A. & M.TURNER Or . IV. UlIII.EIt, '1' raveling Nalesmaa. 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Patent Office. For circulars, advice, terms and -refsreeeee to actual clients in your own State or eoe&ty, write to Opposite Patent Office, Washington. D. C WESTERN GOT f AGE ORGAN Fnnnnn A smoftflslv The Yesterday. I tell a song of the yesterdays. In tones that are sad and low, And the tale Is woven of elgh and tears. Of blasted hopes and heart-filck fears; And many a voice from the vanished yean Thro' memory's portals flow. I slnu a song: of the yesterdays. With the burden of many tears, And the aon- has the sound of a funera knell. That struck with the chimes of a weddinc 111 And HiliiKlinK, make tbe weirdest spell. When echoing' thro' the years. I paint a sketch of the yesterdays, Iu colors of Homber hue. And the sketch is on canvas now faded an worn. Whose warp and woof are the years tony flown. And the colors arc mixed with the tean they've borne. And the tints are of ashes and rue. I dreamed a dream of the yesterdays. That memory's whispers brim;. And the dream is of hopes forever fled. That manhood's ardent Urcs fed. Ah. uku is a requiem over them dead. That only a few may sing:. Uut I'll give a smile to the yesterdays, For smiles from tears are won, 8ucb a smile as will dawn on a young1 child' face When looked-for joys Its grief efface, Or Its rears, yet hopes, for a parent's grace. With the rays of the setting sun. Pat Henderson. WINNING HIS WIFE. . "No, Maggie, franklv, I don't love him." 'Yet you are going to marry him?" It seems so;" the speaker, Isabel Deering, laughed merrily as she caught a view of hrr friend's grave face. Are 3-ou not afraid, Isabel?" "Afraid of what?" Miss Isabel's eyebrows arched themselves interroga tively, and she said, jestingly: "It feels quite like a novel, Mag love on one side. Every-day people have it on both. I want something different, you see. Why, my dear, how could I judge my husband critically if I happened to be in love with him? She paused a little while, and then went on, laugh ingly: "1 couldn't, for instance, select his clothes, because he looked well in any thing. I'd let him wear mustaches when clean lips were en regie; he'd smoke in my parlors, put his feet on my mantel, and possibly chew! Think of it! But now dear." Miss Deering continued, "I shall have no such ob struction to. clear views. I can scan the lord of the manor with a critical eye, and it is a great advantage, really. I can see no sensible reason why a wo man should fall, to use the common parlance, in love." Maggie said nothing, but the strong protest expressed on her face was un mistakable. "Say something, Maggie," Miss Deering said after a little. "It's too late to say anything, dear," her friend replied slowly. "Never mind, say what you think." "Well, I think I am sorry for vou both." Humph" a short silence during which Isabel beat a light tattoo with the point of her shapely boot. She drew a chair, and watched her friend's deft lingers fasten long spra-s of or ange blossoms upon the rich lace veil which had been Isabel's mother's. "It is unjust to Jack Stuart to marry him, feeling as you do toward Robert Stanope." "How do I feel Mag?" Isabel asked, a light color coining to her cheek. "I don't really know." Her friend looked at her steadily as she said: "You love him, Isabel, and you know it." "No, really, I don't think I do; I did last winter, but I almost hate him sometimes now, in spite of his being the most attractive man I ever saw." "He has no principle," Isabel's friend interrupted her warmly. "Why should you say that?" "You need hardly ask the question, since it was his conduct toward you that showed me his true character." "It was a mutual agreement that we should part, both were so poor then," Isabel said, slowly. "Originated by Robert himself, how ever," Maggie said, severely. "But I tell you I really don't love Robert Stanope now," Isabel repeated, good-naturedly; "I don't love him, I've only a sort of tenderness for him. I don't believe any woman could re fuse Robert Stanope on a first offer." "I know what yon have been think ing, Isabel," Maggie went on, speak ing rapidly. "An introduction to 3-our husband is the trump card to be played in sweet revenge when Robert Stanope seeks you again, as he will when he knows of your fortune; but remember, you are giving a good man's life as a sacrifice to your own wounded vanity." "Do you suppose he is marrying me for my accommodation?" Isabel asked, impatiently, "Pshaw! he wants a mistress for Shockoe, and he shall have one." "Is that all?" "No, I think he loves me in his heavy way," Miss Deering said, slow ly, "but he's so oh, I don't know he's so he has no intuitions. If I should say: 'Jack, dear I love you very much, there now, take yourself off, and sit on the gallery,1 he'd accept me, literally swallow my statement, believe himself adored, and sit the evening happilv alone." "And Robert?" "Oh, Robert was quite different- He couldn't be happy unless I was near him. You'd call it 'selfishness, but 2 liked it." "How do you suppose Mr. Stuart will relish the " knowledge of your tastes?" "I do not think they are abnormal." Miss Deering's tone betrayed some bit terness. "It is no concern of his how I felt a year ago. He has offered me the position of mistress of Shockoe. I have accepted the appointment. That is all."" "Did some one come in, William?" Miss Deering asked, as the butler ap peared with the letters. "Mr. Stuart's gone out, ma'am. He's ben er budden dem California trees for missis." Isabel Deering, the belle and beauty of her section, was to marry a man of very large means a young scion of the older aristocracy. The older mem bers of the family had died in the pro cess of going down in the world, but this young stripling he was a strip ling ten years ago had kept a brave heart, which helped a clear head; had frnna tract avi1 c,v mr,ntli mrt ItBfl MW vvri3fc, !. a.- A...... mmM . come back to Peream, bought at a good round price Shockoe, his ancestral home, some four miles from the village, and followed that by falling nearly in love with the beautiful Miss Deering. The neighborhood mammas all put out decoys very vigorously, but be waa either a very old or a very inex perienced specimen. He passed un harmed and unallured, and kept his allegiance openly bound to Isabel Deer ing. He had "been a very unique, frank, uuexacting lover, seeming to feel it quite enough that he should be allowed undisturbed and untramnieled expression of his own love. A few days ago he said to Isabel, as they stood on the gallery steps: "Do you know that you have never said nor even hinted that you cared any thing about me, Isalel?" "Haven't I?" Isabel laughed one of her rippling little laughs, which was almost a caress. "I've been clever in extracting promises from you, at any rate." "Payments," he corrected, echoing irresistibly her smile, as he laid a shapely brown hand on her shoulder, and he said: "I love vou very dearly, Isabel." "Poor fellow!" Isabel utilized one of her patient smiles. "Pay all and get nothing!" "But you do love me a little, don't you? And you don't love anyone else better "his face grew dark and stem as he spoke "I couldn't endure that." Isabel thought of these words as she half confessed to Maggie a lingering tenderness for Robert Stanope, and a half resolve formed itself to tell Mr. Stuart she did not love him and give herself back her freedom. But the thought of relinquishing her triumph as mistress of Shockoe, of all of Mr. Stuart's immense fortune, was too much for her vanity. The wedding was over, the congratu lations had been offered, the lunch had been served, and Isabel looking very charming in her much-talk-of-go-away gown, was chattering merrily with her bridesmaids in the hall as her brother approached her looking greatly annoy ed, and said, with some hesitation: "Isabel, Mr. Stuart has had a tele gram; he must go to Nevada at once. The train starts in five minutes. He wishes you to decide for yourself whether you will go or stay. Vou are free to do as you choose." All eyes turned to the young bride, who was by turns pale and red. "What did he say, Phil?" she re peated again and again. "Surely he cannot expect " "No; he doesn't expect anything." The company had withdrawn to the parlors and brother and sister stood alone, only Maggie Sterns was near and more than certain what Isabel's decision would be. Her broth er says: "Do as you choose. Life out there is very hard, and a woman would not find any society." "How can I decide anything all in a moment somebody help me Mag gie, tell me what to do." Isabel turned appealiugly to her friend, but Maggie only shook her head. This was a case she must assume herself. "Do you suppose he thinks I ought to go, Phil?" she asked suddenly; "but why can't he wait?" "Because he can't, I suppose," her brother said, bluntly. "He must go at once. Come, it's train time; say quiek " "Won't he come to say good-by?" Isabel asked, in a hurt tone. "No; said he couldn't stand it. He is awfully knocked up; by the way, here's a letter don t want you to read it, please till to-morrow-" "Let me see him off at least" "No use; train's off I hear the whistle. Poor fellow," Phil could not help saying "I believe he half thought you'd come, but the letter was written in case you should not." The letter which Phil Deering had handed his sister ran thus: "When you read this I shall be many miles away. I was an inadvertent listener to your conversation yesterday evening-, which re vealed more to me than even you yourself are conscious of, perhaps. To associate with you dally with suspicion in my heart would make life a torture to us both. Therefore I go away, feciin that this is most what you de sire, and wishing- only to conform to what would be for your happiness. You have what our ambition craved John Stuart's fortune and the protection of his name. It is belle bur that his life can be best spent looking to Sour happiness with the nreadtn 01 tno states etweenusthatlso. I believe that I know you too well to fear to bare the guarding of my good old name from a faint breath of scandal in your keeping. I enjoin that you go at once to Shockoe where L alas! had thought to be so happy that vou live there as befits John Stuart's wife. You will find at your banker's carte-blanch to draw as you wish. I shall write you regularly, and require of you a similar recognition of our relations. Johk Stuakt. "P. S. Let not thought of duty, or less con venances, induce you to soek to follow me. If your inclination had ever faintly prompted thereto you would have gono with me and this would have been burned undelivered. I wish no unwilling allegiance. You owe me nothing. I have, as you said yesterday, a mistress for Shockoe and you have a satisfied ambition." The months rolled by gradually the wonder of Pereani spent itself in vain imaginings and the strange ab sence of Mr. Stuart ceased to be the constant topic. After the first few mouths it was rarely mentioned to his wife, whose life at Shockoe was a ceaseless round of gayety, which Pe reani concluded rather questionable taste in view of her husband's pro longed, absence. She was usually gay and apparently careless when the mat ter was mentioned, but rather avoided explanations, dubbed herself the grass widow, but generally managed to men tion items of news from her husband's letters when friends whose judgment she might value called. These letters came regularly. Never personally, never remotely hinting at his inner self, but filled with charming accounts of western scenes and life, odd characters and incidents of the mining world, and Isabel gradually realized that her husband, whom she had seemed scarcely to know, was un usually clever, endowed with a brill iant imagination and very caustic wit He made no reference to their odd relations to one another beyond that implied in exacting hi weekly letter: nor did he remotely hint at his ever returning to Peream." Isabel had spent the winter amid the gayeties of St Louis and Washington and returned home to find Robert Stanope in Peream. "I left a charming violet when I went away," he said, gallantly, lean ing over the doorway of Mrs. Stuart's handsome carriage and offering its occupant the hand from which he had just drawn a dainty glove "a charm ing violet, but the fairies have trans formed it to a magnificent lily. Let me claim an old friend's privilege, Mrs. Stuart and say that you are handsomer than ever." The weeks flew by. Robert Stanope was a daily visitor at Shockoe. He rode with its mistress or her guests, rowed them on the river, devised means of entertaining tor uer, vtaa ever ready witn attentions, and some times vaguely hinted at the hard fate which had debarred him from com peting for the prize that alone could have made life worth living, which Isabel was accustomed to receive with a jest or comment on his lazy life and habits, and wonder why she had so completely, even before his return, outgrown what she now denominated her "penchant for Robert Stanope." The new year's ball was at its height, and very beautiful Isalel Stu art looked in her long shimmering Satin gown, her only ornament a medallion, in diamonds which were the old Stuart heir-looms. She was resting in a corner of the conservator), watching the distant dancing, and her companion was absorbed with her beauty. At length he said: "Isabel, I am going away to-morrow; do you know what it feels like to say good-by to to all that is dearest to one?" "I think that, like the poor, you have always with you," Isabel re plied, carelessly turning her head aside. "Don't jest eternally, Isabel," Rob ert Stanope cried, impatiently. "I wish you to speak earnestly, and I want you to listen." "You were jesting then about go ing?" she said, laughing, enjoying his ill-humor. "Would you care to know that I was?" Robert Stauope, asked, tender- "Why should I care? You are use ful to me in entertaining my guests, but I think I prefer you should go, so far, at least, as I have interest in the matter." "It is to assure myself of the extent of that interest that I have brought you here tonight gerness in his voice, chair closer to hers: With warm ear- md drawing his "1 feel that vou love me, Isabel." Astonishment and indignation for a few seconds sealed his companion's lips, then: "How dare you insult ' me by such words," she broke forth. "How dare you address such language to me?" "I dare upon the right my love and your permission of it give," he said, calnily. "I deny your right either to insult or love me," Isabel said indignantly, aa tears of mortification sprang to hei eyes. "Why have you allowed me to visit you fo r six months daily? You can not afford much indignation if I have misunderstood yon. Pereani would see the ridiculous side of it, you know." "Peream?' "Have you supposed Peream had its eyes shut?" he asked, angrily. "But, pshaw! its ridiculous if you pretend not to know that our names are to gether in every mouth in the town. The fact that no letters have come re cently with an Elko postmark h:is .j.kjl 4rv ,li. tn(il.il '' Isabel stood silent, speech seemed to have At length she said, in Her power ol forsaken her. strained, un- natural tone: "Do you realty mean it? I should least have expected this from you, Robert Stanope," she concluded, turn ing suddenly toward him. Why from me?" the young man said quickly. "Do I not love you? Was it fof me to dictate the proprie ties to Mrs. Stuart?" he said, mock ingly. "Oh, Isabel, why did I give you up?" his tone suddenly changed to a pleading one. "I feel senseless with agony in the thought of parting from you. How can I go? You cared for me once. You do care " "I despise you!" she burst forth in angry indignation. "I must greatly have descended since you dare to ad dress me thus. Perhaps I owe this to some of Peream's scandal - loving tongues. It may be that to them, too, I owe the loss of my one chief joy, my husband's letters. It is true I no longer receive them. I may nevei see him again, I cannot tell how fat the poison is buried, but I can tell you that John Stuart though dead to me perhaps, has all the love of his wife's individual heart." As Mrs. Stuart said good-by to her guests that evening she announced, in an incidental, careless fashion, that she was saying good-by for a longei space than usual; she would start the next day but one for Nevada. Shf was tired of her widowhood, and since her husband had not come to her she had resolved to go to him. Day way breaking in the east when the last car riage rollefl away, and Isabel, feeling heavy of heart jet firm in her new re solve, paused for a moment over the dying hall fire before beginning hei busy day of preparation. Suddenly a deep, strange, j-et famil iar voice broke the stillness, and a pail of strong arms were around her, a their owner said: "Thank God. I can at last claim my wife. I reached Peream yesterday. I could not endure it longer without see ing you, yet should have gone back undiscovered but for your sweet con fession in the conservatory last night my darling. How can I bear the delight of fceliug that my wife really loves me! My little grass-widow, who never shall be one any more Isabel, have you a word of greeting for me? And will you forgive me for eaves dropping? I had only meant to see you and go away again I could not retreat and was obliged to hear what alone could have given me permission to claim mv wife!" Mr. Tilden frequently invested in railroad stocks whenever there was a decline in the market or a chance to get in on the ground floor in a deal. It nettled him, however, to be considered a speculator. He would indignantly repudiate the characterization and say "I am an investor, not a speculator. 1 buy when I consider stocks are a good purchase; then I decide on the figure 1 will sell at, just as a grocer marks his selling price, and I sell whenever I can get my price, without reference to the market" "Lincoln county, Minn.," says the Duluth Herald, "supports but one pauper, but- from the fact that the county board recently allowed him 16.55 to pay his barter's bill, we take it he is supported right royally." A geological survey of Lower Cali fornia is to be made. WIT AND HUMOR. "Your Honor." pleaded the con demned man, "will you put my execu tion for Thursday instead of Friday?" "Why?" inquired the judg. "Be cause Friday is such an unlucky day." Atw York Sun. Wife "I don't see how you can say that Mr. "Whiteehoker has an effemin ate way of talking. He has a verj' pud voice." Husband "I mean by an effeminate way of talking, my dear, that he talks all 'the time." Harper's Bazar. A Swiss law compels every newly married couple to plant trees shortly after the ceremony of marriagei. -The pine and the weeping willow are pre scribed, but the birch is allowed as be ing prospectively useful. Providence Telegram. Orthodox Sunday-school teacher to small boy "You know, Johnnie, there is nothing vou can think of that God could n-je-Acif He wished." Johnuie (an unwitting evolutionist) "Could He make roe a 2-year-old colt in ten minutes?" Xcw York Tribune. Tom "Carrie, come into the house, and I'll show you the game I bagged yesterday. Thought you'd like'to see it before it was dressed." Carrie "Indeed, I shouldn't You ought to be ashamed of yourself to think of such a thing!" Boston Transcript. "Yes," he said to the young lady whose good opinion he wa anxious to capture. "Yes, indeed, I believe that young men should be economical." "So do I," she ardently replied; "but then fried oysters occasionally can hardly be called Philadelphia Call. extravagance. Mrs. Wayback (to husband, who has brought home a verse of poetry with the author's signature attached) Is this fut class poetry, John? Mr. Way back (enthusiastically) Fust class poetry? I should say it was. I got that in a dime museum, Mariar. The feller wrote it with his toes. Life. Wealthy merchant "What' You here again! Why I kicked you down stairs and out into the street this morn ing, you impudent fellow." Peddler "Ish dot so? Vat a splendid mem ory! I had forgotten all apout it. Don't you vant to puy a fedder duster pefore you kick me out some more?" Texas Sifiings. "So you would like an office, my friend," said the President. "Yes, sir," replied the applicant. "Your re commendations say you have done some effective work at the polls. In what way?" "In the line of my regu lar business sir." "Your regular busi ness?" "Yes, sir; I am a barber." Pittsburg Chronicle. Landlord "Why, how is this? This is no marine piece. It is almost an exact representation of the interior of my saloon." Artist "I meant it for that." "But I told you to paint me a bit of sea-coast, a tasty little marine morceau, a " "That's what it is sir. Don't you see the schooners crossing the bar." Phila delphia Call. They were married and she was a decided loser in the trade. "Well," he said, one morning after a squabble, "you needn't be finding fault with me all the time. You took me for better or worse, didu't you?" "No, I didn't" she replied, savagely; "I took 'ou be cause there wasn't anybody else to take." Washington Critic. "What kept you so late last night, Archibald?" demanded Mrs. Spotcash. "Takin inventory," replied Spotcash. "I knowed it," she replied; "smellcd it on your breath the minute you came in. You'll keep on takin' it till you get in the lockup and disgrace your family, and then' I hope you'll be satis fied." Chicago Ledger. "My dear," aid a congressman to his wife, "I have just been reading a medical work, and I have discovered that water does not decay dead bodies." "Indeed," she replied, with some in sinuation, "that's nothing. It won't decay live bodies, either, if they don't use any more of it than some persons I know of." Washington Critic. She (to young poet) How much do vou get for vour poems, Charlej'? Charley (with pridc) From $2 to 5. She Well, isn't that very little. Char ley? I see that Sir Walter Scott got $10,000 for one of his. Charley Yes; but you see writing poetry isn't the the business it used to bo. There's too much competition. New York Sun. An interior. Professor (who has been giving simple lesson in physio logy) "Where is your heart, dear?" Mabel "Here." Professor "And where is your liver?" Mabel (indig nantly) "I haven't any. Cows have livers." Professor "O, yes, 3-ou have." Mabel (after some thought) "Well, then, where is my bacon?" Life. English artist (on board a Rhine steamer) "How do you like the Val ley of the Rhine?" American girl "O, it is lovely!" English artist "In my opinion there is no valley so beau tiful as the Valley of the Yosemite, iu your country." American girl (in astonishment) "My country! Why I am an American, not a Japanese." Tid-Bits. "Now take it home to yourself," said a jolly fellow who believes in per sonal liberty to a disagreeable crank who wants to make the world good by legeslative enactment; "how would you like to go without a drink Sun day?" "Ah," said the reformer, "when I take it home to myself I gen erally have my driuk, don't ycr know?" New Orleans Picayune. A lonely Skating-Rink met a To boggan Slide the other daj "How are 3-011 feeling?" asked the Rink in doleful tones. "I am hunky," replied the Slide. "I am in fast company and making barrels of money." "Come and see me in about two years from now," said the Rink, "and we will con dole together. I have been there my self. "Philadelphia Call. Woman (to tramp') "You might saw a little wood for that nice dinner." Tramp (reproachfully) "Madam, you ought not to throw temptation in the wa3 of a poor man." Woman "Temptation?" Tramp "Yes, mad am. If I were to saw some wood the chances are I would carry off the saw. I'm an honest man now, and I want to sta3' so." Harper's Bazar. Lawyer You say the prisoner ac cidentally shot himself iu the leg? Witness I did. Lawyer Was the gun loaded? Witness I don't know. Lawyer Now, then, will j-ou please 6tate to the jury how he shot himself? Witness Well. I suppose that the blamed old gun was like a lawer's mouth went off whether there was anything in it or not. New York Sun. Once was the time when the boss of the bull fiddle in the theater orchestra was the worst-hated man in the estab lishment, because of-his facility in hid ing the stage from the parquet But the bass viol-ator of other people's rights has long since sunk into insig nificance before one greater and more accursed than he the woman with the stupendous bonnet. Boston Tran script. Mr. Crane-Fallon (the eminent ex ponent of palmistry) M3- dear madam, 3'our hands seem to indicate that you at some eriod of your life experienced a great sorrow followed b3 a great J03. Mrs. Nevada How wonderfully cor rect! I got that scar from 1113 first husband's razor in '49. He was try ing to cut his throat, don't you know, and iu spite of all I could do he suc ceeded. -Tid-Bits. A Curious Life Poeru. Mrs. H. A. Deming. of San Francis co, is said to have occupied a 3ear in hunting up and fitting together the fol lowing thirt3-eight lines from thirty eight English poets. The names of the authors are given below: 1 Why all this toll for triumphs of an hour? 2 Life's a short summer, man a flower: 3 By turns we catch the vital breath, and die 4 The cradle and the tomb, alas! so high, 6 To be is better far than not to bo. 8 Though all man's life may seem a tragedy; 7 But light cares speak when mighty cares are dumb, 8 The bottom is but shallow whence they come. 9 Your fate is but the common fate of all: 10 Unmlngled Joys here to no man befall. 11 Nature to each allots his proper sphere, 13 Fortune makes folly her peculiar care; W Custom does often reason overrule, 14 And throw a cruel sunshine on a fool. 15 Llvo well, how long or short, permit to heaven. IS They who forgive most shall be most for given. 17 Sin may be clasped so close wc can not see its face 18 Vile intercourse whero virtue has not place: 19 Then keep each passion down, however dear; SO Thou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear: 21 Her sensual snares, let faithless pleasure lay 23 With craft and skill to ruin and betray; -23 Soar not too high to fall, hut stoop to rise. 24 Wo masters grow of all that we despise. 25 O, then renounce that impious self-esteem; 2d Riches have wings, and grandeur Is a dream. 27 Think not ambition wise because 'tis brave, 28 The path of glory leads but to the grave. 29 What 19 ambition? 'tis a trlorious cheat, 30 (July destructive to the brave and great. 31 What's all the gaudy glitter of a crown? 32 Tbe way to bless lies not ou beds of down. 33 How long wo live not yean, but actions tell; 34 That man lives twice who lives the first lire well. 3J Make, then, while yet ye may, your God your friend, 36 Whom Christians worship, yet not compre hend. 37 The trust that's given guard, and to your self be just; 38 For. live wo how we can. yet die we mu.-u. 1, Young; 2, Dr. Johnson; 3, Pope; 4, Prior; b, Sewell; 6, Spenser; 7, Dan iel; 8, Sir Walter Raleigh; 9, Longfel low; 10, Southwell; 11, Congreve; 12, Churchill; 13. Rochester; 14, Arm strong; 15, Milton; 16, Baih-; 17, Trench; 18, Soiuerville; 19, Thomson; 20, Byron; 21, Smollett; 22, Crabbe; 23, Massiuger; 24, Cowley; 25. Beattie; 26, Cowper; 27, Sir Walter Davenaut; 28, Gray; 29, Willis; 30, Addison; 31, Dryden; S2, Francis Quarlcs; 33, Wat kins; 34, Herrick; 35. William Mason; 36, Hill; 37, Dana; 38, Shakspeare. The Value ot London Laud. It has been ascertained, with regard to the Imperial institute, that the site of about five acres recently ecured for the new Admirality of War Offices is valued at 820,000, or 1.1t her over 1G0,000 per acre; that now vacant in Charles street, opposite the India of fice, is less than an acre, and would cost at least 125,000; probably an other acre might be secured b3- private contract, so that the value of a limited site in this position would not be less than 250,000. It has been suggested that a single acre not far from Charing Cnxs might be obtained for 224,000. Two and a half acres on the Thames embank ment have been offered for 400,000, and it is stated that six acres nwiy be procured from Chri.t's Hospital at 600,000. Another good central posi tion has been suggested, consisting of two and a half acres, which has been valued at 668,000. Even if a reduced price were accept ed, no site in that direction is to be had for less than a quarter of a million. This explanation is offered for falling back on the site which belongs to the Commissioners of the Exhibition of 1851. Court Journal. Judge Hoar's Funny Blander. Judge Hoar, one of the legal lights at the trial of the Andover professors, is said to be an absent-minded man. He is also said to be a little harsh and abrupt at times. As the stoiy goes, he listened intently to the argument of Prof. D wight 3'esterda', and with the others went to lunch. His mind was full of creeds, and heresies, and legal phrases as he proceeded SI0WI3' to the dining-room. His friends noticed that he was rather preoccupied, and watch ed him closely. Close to the hat-rack is a large mir ror reaching to the floor. Judge Hoar carelesslj" placed his hat on the rack, and, lowering his head and muttering and gesticulating to himself, turned abrupt' about and saw a figure in the niirror. He paused for a moment, and waited for the other fellow in the mir ror to pass. The other fellow did not pass, and the Judge houtcd angrilj-, "Isn't there room enough for 3-011 to pass?" His friends burst into laughter, and the Judge himself, soon realizing that he was the victim of a huge joke, join ed in the sport Motion Itttord. Wby Shoes Are Thrown at Weddings. The custom of throwing one or more old shoes after the bride and groom, either when the3" go to church to le married or when the- start on their wedding journe, is so old that the menKuy of man stretches not back to its beginning. Some think it repre sents an assault and is a lingering trace of the custom among savage na tions of currying away the bride 03 violence; others think that it is a relic of the ancient law of exchange or pur chase, and that it formerly implied the surrender In" the parents of all domin ion or author over their daughter. It has a likeness to & Jewish custom mentioned in the Bible. Thus inleu-teronoim- we read that when the brother of a dead man refused to marry hi3 widow she asserted lipr independence of him by "looing his shoe." Also in Ruth, when the kinsman of Boaz gave up his claim to the inheritance of Ruth and to Kuth also he indicated his as sent In' plucking off his shoe and giving it to Boa- It was also the cus tom of the middle ages to place the husband's shoe on the head of the nup tial couch, in token of his domination. Misused Words. Acoustics is always singular. Cut bias, and not cut on the bias. Allow should not be used for admit Come to see me, and not come and see me. Bunted is not elegant and is rarely correct Almost, with a negative, is ridiculous. "Almost nothing" is absurd. The burden of a song means the re frain or chorus, not its sense or mean ing. Bountiful applies to persona; "not "to things, and has no reference to quan tity. Affable only applies when speaking of the manner of superiors to inferiors. Methinks is formed by the impersonal verb think, meaning seem, and the da tive me; and is literally rendered, It seems to me. Admire should not be followed with the infinitive. Never say, as many do, "I should admire to go with you." eta This error is singularly fashionable just now. Allude is now frequently misused when a thing is named, spoken of or described. It should only be used when anything is hinted at in a playful or passing manner. "Allusion is the by play ofianguage." A Primitive Turkish Bath. "The first time I tried a Mexican sweat bath," said Col. Joe. ShelH', thf famous scout, "I thought I would die, but I shut ni3 teeth together, and said 4I can stand it as long as you can, old fellows.' It was at the close of a long march on a hot da3. The Indians fix ed a tepee until it was air-tight, heated a rock and then rolled it into the tepee. One In one we crawled into it after having stripped off our clothing. Som? of the Indians didu't have much on, and then we packed together as closely as sardines in a box. I thought 1 would melt Every few minutes the high lord executioner or master of cer emonies would talk Indian and throw a little water out of a can on the rock. This would till the room with steam. It seemed an age before they let me go, but I gues it wasn't more than half an hour. Then we all made a rush forth river near b ami a dash of a few min utes made us as fresh as a dais. N: matter how tired we were, the sweat bath made us feci like kinjrs." The Toboggan Slide. "What is this toboggan business that we read so much about in the papers?" he asked in a Grand River avenue .store the other day as he an his wife stood warming their hands at the stove. "Why, a toboggan is a high platform with an icy slide running down." "Yes." "You get up there with 3-0111- sled, take a prett- girl on fur a partner, and down 3-011 go like greased lightning." "Girls are willing, are they?" "Oh, yes." "Lots of em around?" "Dozens of 'em." "Aii3' toboggan nigh here?" "Now, that's enough!" said the wife as she turned on him. "If there was twenty toboggans between here and the cit3 hall you'd go right along and sell them butter and eggs and then jog home with me without a slide!" "Yes, I reckon I'd have to," remark ed the ofd man with an awful igh, and then he changed the subject to brown sugar and baking-powder. Detroit Free Press. Secretary Garland's Humble Home. A visitor to his humble home out Fourteenth street would find himself suddenh transported to some farmer's domicile. It is a two-sto- frame cot tage which 1ip lives in, located close b3 a market where the fanners and the butchers bring in their products to sell to the people. In the little room which the Attorney-General uses as his library or stud- and where he receives his visitors the furniture consists of a deal table, an old-fashioned rocking chair and one or two other chairs of little value, unless the ole object be to furnish a seat for the weary sojourner which will not break down under his weight. On some plain shelving and around on the floor of the room are stored the law books of the hoot, this apparent I3 being the extent of his li braiy. A soap box contributed b3 the "roeer serves for the storage of the coal used in keeping up the tire. The At torney general doe- not live thus for temporarx effect among his own people, but has always done so. Jackson Could Do No Wrong. It was an anecdote of a pious Jack soniau deacon of our count' in Virgin ia that a Whig laid a wager that he would jiistii" Jackson even for murder. Overtaking the deacon on his waj to church, he entered into conversation, and profe-ped to be just from Washing ton. "Well, and what's the news at Wash ington?" asked the deacon. "Nothing O, 3'es. there is; Gen. Jackson killed a man 3-e3terda" "Killed a man?" cried the deacon. "Yes, he was walking on Pennsyl vania avenue, and told a man to get out out of his wa3-; the man didn't, and the President shot him." The deacon meditated a few moments then broke out, 'Hurnik for the Gener al! Wli3' didn't the man get out of his wa3'!" Moncure J). Conway. Fair daughter Pa, dear, why ar you ho gloom3-? Come, cheer up, and talk to your little Dot, Papa dear Well, dear, if 3-ou must know, I think there'll have to be a receiver appointed for my bank soon. F. D. Win, that is just too Inveh'. A receiver! And AVI13- can't 3-011 be a dear good father and appoint me? Then I would have to receive, and I could have a lovely new reception dress; you're just the dearest papa in the world, but you do love to look gloomy about nothing. Pittsburg Bulletin. National Bank! or COLUMBUS. XffEB. -HAS AN- Authorized Capital of $250,000, A Surplus Fund of - $20,000, And tbe largest Paid im Cask Capital of any bonk in this part of the State. taDepoit received and interest paid on time deposit. tDraft on the principal cities in this coun try and Enrope bought and sold. EBCollections and all other business given prompt and careful attention. m.-iJF. STOCKHOLDERS. A. ANDER80N. Pre't. HERMAN P. H. OEHLRICH. Vice Pres't. O.T.ROEN, Cashier. J. P. BECKER, HERMAN OEHLRICH, O. BCHUTTE, V. A. McALUHTER. JONAS WElICH. JOHN W. EARLY. P. ANDERSON. O. ANDERSON. ROBERT UHLlG. CARL REINKE. Apres-'Sfitf Business ards. D. T. Martys. M. D. F. J. Schto, M. D. Dra. XARTYH SCHTJG, II. S. Examining Surgeons. Local SurreonH, Union Pacific. O., N. i !'. If. and B. & M. R. It's. Consultation in Gerninn and English. Tele phontfyit oliico and rvwidence-. 2"0th'ee n Olito treet, next to Brodfneh rer'a Jewelry Store. COLUMBUS, NEBRASKA. 12-y H AM1L.TOI MEADE, 91. Ik, 1'HYSICIAX A.'D SURGEOX, Platte Center, Nebraska. 9-y TIT 31. COKNKI.IUM, LAW AND COLLECTION OFFICE. Upxtairs Ernst building, 11th street. S" !U.IVA: A KEKUKR, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Oilico over Firt National Bank. Columbua. Nebraska. UMf C 1 l. KVAi?, M. IK, PUYSIC1AX AXI SCEGEOX. fcSOiliee and room, (ilnek building, 11th Mrct-t. Telephone communication. i-y j&rcAlIlS'rKK BKOM., A TTORNEYS A T LA W, Ctlice Qp-fctuirtt in Henri's LniUlintc, corner of Olite and 11th tiette. W. A. McAllister, No tary Public. TOM kiik:, VOVXTY SCRVEYOR. JSPartiiN ileeirini; MirveyinR done can ad-(in-rii me at Columbus, Nib., or call at my ollicn in Court House. Smay&ti-y lOTICE TO TKAHKR8. W. H. Tedrow, Co 8upt. 1 will im at my cilice in tbe Court House the third Saturt'a) ot each mouth tor the examina tion of teachers. Z'J-tt V R. Jf. CHAM. VII.I.l, DEUTSCHER ARZT, Columbus, Nebraska. S-Oth'ce 11th Street. Consultation in Kn-fclit-li, in cih and German. :marb JOHN I!. H1GGINS. C. J. GARLOW. 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