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VOLUME XXV.-NUMBER 2&
COLUMBUS, NEBRASKA, WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 31, 1894.
WHOLE NUMBER 1,277.
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IRAXD.V was a
charming' little
girl of 17; she was
also a bundle of
contradic t i o n s
cultured and
crude, clever and
foolish, sentimen
tal and very much
alive to the ridicu
lous. She was also
extremely pretty
in the Irish way,
which is, perhaps, the prettiest way
in the world. Her father, the rector,
was Irish, and lie and all his family
were genial, cheery folk, who laughed
and grew fat. Miranda was rather
ashamed of her own keen sense of
fun, which belonged, she supposed, to
her "lower nature."
Indeed, an ideal Ferdinand (she al
ways thought of him as "Ferdinand")
already haunted her maiden medita
tions an adorable being, undreamed
of in maturer philosophy; a splendid
guest, to whom the doors of her
heart were to fly open.
One September day the beaming
rector, whose beams had never been
obscured except when his only child's
mother died ten years before, called
to Miranda from his study window.
"Chick, would you like to come to
London with me for a week'.'"'
"Yes, papa," she said, in a little,
languid voice, and with a dreamy
gaze beyond him into infinity. She
had very nearly jumped for joy, but
recollected the dignity of woman
hood in time, and waited until she
got into her own room. Then she did.
They went to the house of her
father's sister in London. She was a
rich and lively old maid, then daily
curing a backache at some I'erman
baths, and spending most of her time
with much cheerfulness up to her
chin in them.
The happy old parson, who did not
often give himself a holiday, enjoyed
it thoroughly and so did Miranda.
One morning the rector had to go
into the city on business and left Mi
randa all alone. She meant to recline
in an easy chair and read Itrowning:
but she got rather strained over "Sor
dello," which many who can run can
not read.
Now Miranda, reclining on her easy
chair, found it so much easier than
Krowning that she fell asleep.
She was shocked at herself when
she awoke and found the poet prone
at her feet. However, she got up.
stretched her arms ami thought she
would explore the three drawing
rooms in search of new toys and curi
osities, of which her aunt was a great
collector.
She came to the smallest room at
the end, and even as she crossed the
threshold her eyes fell on a face!
She stopped short, then went forward
with clasped hands and stood to gaze.
It was only the photograph of a very
handsome young man stuck into the
last leaf of a photograph screen
standing on a little table, but in that
moment Miranda thought she fore
tasted the rapture of a reali.ed ideal
In those dark eyes she seemed to read
genius and sweetness; in that coun
terfeit presentment she seemed to
recognize the Ferdinand of her
dreams.
Almost shyly she slipped the fate
ful carte out of the little screen with
out even a glance at its companions
there. The image had no superscrip
tion: the upper and lower edges of
the mount had been pared away to
admit of its insertion in the screen.
This only added the fitting touch of
mystery.
Miranda could not bring herself to
replace and resign what seemed
$ ,v!
W I w'-A
KMITIED THE BOTTLE OF COLOGNE OVER
llEIE.
almost sacredly her own, almost
heaven-sent. She put the heaven
sent Ferdinand into her pocket, and
when the rector and his daughter
went home to the rectory, Ferdinand
went, too.
Thereafter Miranda spent much
time in contemplation of that sun
pictured face. In point of fact it was
a badly executed photograph, for
there was a haziness in some of the
outliues, a want of finish in some of
the details. This, however, enhanced
its significance in. Miranda's eyes, and
appeared to her to imply a peculiar
value in the portrait as a portrait, in
dependent of its merits as a work of
art.
Miranda passed the winter in trem
bling expectation, half hoping, half
dreading that her aunt would in some
of her letters allude to the missing
treasure, and at the same time tear
the veil from its mystery, but no such
enlightenment came, and in May Mi
randa was to go and stay in London
with her father's sister.
Meanwhile, only two things hap
pened to her at the rectory. One was
her eighteenth birthday, the other
an offer of marriage from her father's
curate, which it need scarcely be said
that she refused, affianced as she felt
herself to her ideal.
The curate was a good young man,
handsome, too, with good brains, good
heart and good expectations. He
was devoted to Miranda, and his
sober fancy had never pictured any
thing so fair and sweet as this reality.
Tne poor young ecclesiastic was
very unhappy -when she refused him.
He never smiled again for at least a
week. Then he pulled himself to
gether and went about his business
manfully
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In May Miranda (and Ferdinand)
went to London, where the pretty
country girl was a good deal admired
and enjo3ed he.rself very much. In
deed, she was pronounced bewitching;
there was no monotony about her, and
there was a touch of innocent co
quetry. Soon after she reached her aunt's
house Miranda had gone into that
third room; but everything there was
differently arranged, and the photd
graph screen had disappeared. She
dared ask no questions about it
One day at breakfast her aunt read
a letter that seemed to give her con
siderable pleasure.
"My dear," said she, "Charlie's
coming."
"Who is Charlie?" asked Miranda,
who had never heard of him before1.
"My dear," replied her aunt, rather
solemnly, "Charlie is the son of me
first and only love; the man I should
probably have married if he hadn't
preferred some one else."
"Oh, poor auntie!" said Miranda,
with ready sympathy.
"Not at all, me dear! I should
have been poor if I'd married him,
for he would have spent all me
1 money. He married a richer woman
and spent all hers?"
"And is he alive now?"
"No, me dear both are dead long
ago. He got himself killed by a tiger
out in India, and it killed her too.
Not the tyrer, but the loss of her hus
band. Indeed, then, she was far
fonder of him than I ever was. Some
well off uncle looked after their boy.
j and got him into the F. O. He's been
in Canada these three years, and now
he writes me word he's comirg home,
and will be in London next week. So
sit ye down, Miranda child, and send
him a card for me dance next Thurs
day." Miranda did as she was bidden in a
little flutter of agitation. An ex
quisite possibility had occurred to
her. Could this be the original?
Could Charlie be Ferdinand?
"Is is he nice, auntie?" she asked
tremulously.
"Well, me dear, you'll see for your
self. Oh, yes! Charlie is nice enough,
but not so nice or handsome as his
poor father, me first and only love."
Thursday came; the guests came
more than could ever get upstairs.
Charlie arrived early and did get up
stairs. His hostess, glorious in green
velvet and diamonds, pounced on him,
took both hands, and kissed him
before the assembled multitude.
Presently Miranda made her ap
pearance, and being effusively intro
duced to each other, they went off to
the ballroom together, Miranda's
heart beat a little faster when they
met: for one moment she had seemed
to recogni.e the beautiful dark eyes
of Ferdinand. Hut ah, no, no! That
round foolish face inclined to be
eliubbv, that
nose inclined to be
wide mouth forever
a schoolboy grin!
siiubby. that
widened Dby
Hvnerion to a
satyr! And as for
those eves, there was no speculation
in them, and it wouid have been dif
ficult indeed to find genius and great
ness in their shadows, thought Mi
randa, as Charlie prattled inanely at
her side.
Miranda went to bed that night
vaguely disappointed and unhappy,
and had a painful dream of a dis
torted Ferdinand photographed on a
spoon. Charlie came to luncheon next
day. Miranda was tired and a
little cross; she found him horribly
uninteresting. Nice? How could
auntie say he was nice? He had not
two ideas: he chattered like an ape
and was quite as ugly: his eyes were
not the least like Ferdinand's. He
j was an impostor; he bored her; she
j wished he would go. He and her
aunt had all the talk to themselves;
Miranda sat by silent and glum, and
said she had a headache. She was
only half conscious that Charlie was J
! babbling. and bragging of his exploits !
j on the ice in Canada; she only half
I heard what he said when he asked
her aunt if she had ever got the
j photos he sent her a year before.
j "Nine of our skating club and the
1 what do you call it? you know "
"Oh, yes." said her aunt. "I got
' them and put them all into a photo-
graph screen. It used to stand on a
table in the third room up stairs. I
dare say it's somewhere up there. Let
us go aud look for it."
"Photograph screen?" the words
woke up Miranda like a pistol shot. At
last at last! And what was going
to happen? Was her sin to find her
out? No, she would never confess,
but she felt very guiltv. and shook in
i her shoes. However, she managed to
j walk upstairs' in them behind her
J aunt, with Charlie at her heels.
In the third room her aunt pulled
the drawer out of a cabinet. "Here
it is," she said, "folded up as flat as a
pancake" and she gave it to Charlie,
who unfolded it-
"Yes." cried he. with his wide
laugh, here we all are! Hut I say,
where's the the combination com
posite what d'you call it? Nine of
us blended into one, 3-01: know the
new dodge. What's become of it?
Awfully handsome fellow we made,
too. Kit of ltrown. bit of Jones, bit
of me. By Jove! What's the. matter?
Are you ill? Here, sit down. Where "s !
the eau-de-cologne?" '
i Miranda sat do.vn. She did feel a 1
l little faint jr an instant while she
1 realized the truth, and Ferdinand
j melted into space: but then the sup
pressed fun in her "lower nature I
jumped up like a Jack-in-the-box on j
the phantom heels of the vanishing '
Ferdinand, and she went off into
peals on peals of inextinguishable I
laughter. They were rather fright- j
ened: her aunt slapped her hands; i
Charlie emptied the bottle of eau-de- j
cologne over her, and I am afraid she ;
slapped him. '
"Me poor child, ' said her aunt.
"she's hysterical!"
I "I'm nothing of the sort," gasped
j Miranda, trying to stop laughing, go
j ing off again and speaking in spasms.
"Oh, oh, oh! it's too, too, too funny!
! Oh, oh. oh! that I should fall in love
I with nine men at once! N, no,
no! with nine bits of men! Oh, oh,
1 oh! a thing of shreds and patches!
Oh, oh, oh! shall I ever, ever, ever
. stop laughing?"
I
' Miranda went home in July, a mer
j rier and wiser girl. In October she
I married her faithful curate, whose
j only rival had been Ferdinand.
Signals used by ships at sea date
from 10G5. They were invented by
tie duke of York,af terwards Jatnts LJ j
PARROTS AND A MONKEY.
They Got Along Peaceably Because the
Simian Was Awed by Xnmbfrs.
Thirty-seven parrots and a monkey
formed part of the cargo which Cap
tain H. B. Eaton of the barkentinc
Geneva brought into this port the oth
er day from Orchilla. He entered tho
parrots at the custom-house as being
valued at $68. They come in free, but
if he wants to larid the monkey the
latter will be liable to a duty of twen
ty er cent, says the" Baltimore Herald.
While Captain Eaton tfnqiicstiona
bly had a "monkey-and-parrot" time
of it during his voyage from Venez
uela, his birds fared better than did
the parrot in the story. His parrots
had a good deal of fun all tho way on
the ocean. They were numerous
enough to defy the monkey and all
arrived a't Baltimore, each with its full
share of feathers and in possession of a
voice delightful to ears which find
melody in Japanese cracked fiddles or
Chinese war gongs.
The crew on the Geneva did not
lack for lively conversation oti tho way
from South America to Maryland, and
the parrots had fine opportunity to
give up their Spanish cuss words for a
choice vocabulary of epithets redolent
of an Anglo-Saxon forecastle. Any
one who wants a parrot to swear at
tramps, frighten intruding cats and
dogs, or tickle the children and shock
the ladies by its language und general
eussedness, can. no doubt. le supplied
from the outfit brought hither on the
barkentinc
Captain Eaton says that the parrot
crop in Venezuela is not a failure, and
it i-; further understood that these
green and red feathered birds in that
country enjoy unusual educational ad
vantages. They articulate (at home)
only in the purest Castilian phrase
ology, while in America they chatter
away in English with a disregard of
ears polite which is as refreshing a it
is unique.
A few specimens, hoivever. have
lieeii carefully preserved from contam
ination and can sjeak only Spanish,
using bad language, no doubt, but it
sounds good lwause no one under
stands it. Common, every-day par
rot... who can say only "Polly wants a
cracker." have here the opportunity
to incrcue their vocabulary, which
may not be neglected.
JOE PULVER'S CAT.
Mr. 1'iilirr Though of raving a Hit of
Ouiet I-'un V. llli I iksv.
.Joseph I'ulver is a farmer who lives
111 Woleott. Wauk- county. N. Y. He
own- a farm and a cat. The farm is
feil'l" and productive, and so is the
cat. for that matter, but that is an
other story. Am way. the cat has a
violent antipathy to dog. It will not
let one get near enough to it to be
friendly, and generally runs away after
enlarging its tail and glaring greenly
at the canine visitor for a moment.
i'ulver went out to the barn one
morning. lie saw the cat asleep in a
barrel. In the course of half an hour
or so he thought out a joke. The joke
wa to Ik' on the cat. I'ulver got
down on his hands and knees, tipped
the barrel over and snarled and barked
like a dog. He had anticipated much
fun for himscli in watching tho cat
scoot for cover. At the risk of getting
ahead of tin story it may be stated that
it was the cat that had the fun.
When the barrel went over the cat
came out on the floor. It brought
with it the inflated tail and the emer
ald eyes. 1'uher was all ready to
lauh. He didn't do it. though. He
was otherwise engaged. Instead of
running, the cat. by some strange and
unprecedented mental process, de
cided to fight. Undoubtedly, it thought
that I'ulver was the strangest looking
dog it had ever seen, but that cut no
particular figure. It sailed in and for
the next five minutes I'ulver was
busier than he ever was before in his
life. Those who know say the fight
was a beauty. After the combatants
had one from one end of the barn to
the other Mrs. I'ulver and the young
1'ulvers, to the number of three, ar
rived on the scene. They succeeded
in separating the cat and the man. and
then the oldest boy was sent for a
doctor. The cat had no medical
attendance, but is doing as well as
could be expected.
There is a moral here, but, out of
respect to the cat. it will not bo
drawn.
Uses for Old Wheels.
The secretary of the navvy mis-ion
makes an appeal to all bicyclists who
have no further use for or are getting
rid of tliir old safety machines to
send them ax a gift or sell them at a
nominal price to the society he repre
sents for Use by the missionaries aud
employes. These bicycles. he
says, are of immense service
to them. often halving their
labor and doubling their effi
ciency." as they have to travel long
distances in the course of t'icir work.
It is the navvies to whom we owe the
good roads which make cycling Mich a
pleasure, and it is not unreasonable to
hope his appeal will le liberally re
sponded to. London Figaro.
In the vt.
His grace the duke had sat for sev
eral moments silent.
Of eoui-e."the heiress wax ob
serving, absently toying with her fan.
you are a landed nobleman?"
The man in t'iiom centered all her
hopes of entering high society sighed
deeply.
Practically." lie rejoined, gloomily:
I owe our old man .-o much inonej
that 1 can't got away."
ISising with a glad cry she fell on hi?
neck. l)e t roit Tribu ne.
In Ills New Home.
Ihing Editor My dear, when I am
gone please have this epitaph carved
on my monument: "We are here to
stay."
Weeping Wife Yes. dear.
Dying Editor And be sure that it
ix put at the top of the column.
Printer's Ink.
Worthies Investment.
-I've given a wedding present to
every couple that's been married in
this town for the last ten years." said
Mrs. Badlinscd. "and all for nothing."'
How is that?"' asked her neighbor.
Why. my daughter. Mary Jane,
has just eloped and got married."'
St. Louis was named from Louis
IX., of France. The name was orig
inally given to his depot and trading
talion by Pierre Laclede Liguest
mkRell.Metough
HE WAS THE HARDEST MAN OF
HIS GENERATION.
His Mother Taught Him the Gospel of
Robbery and Murder and His Crimes
Would Make the Bandits of the Prev
ent Day Weep In Their Jealous).
Never in the histdry of oufsuwry
was there a more notorious bandit
than" John A. Mtirrell, who operated
during the decade preceding 1842
along the Georgia and Florida bound
ary line and in portions of Alabama
and Mississippi. For years his crimes
formed the darkest unwritten page in
the history of the country.
Murrell was taught by maternal ex
ample to be a thief and robber". Young
Murrell asked a notorious set of gam
blers to join his band. They laughed
sit him. He left the room and in the
darkness of the night secured a dozen
horses belonging fd the gamblers and
lied.
Murrell made d, successful raid one
night in Alabama at a country church
where had he just preached a sermon.
He rode off in the darkness, leading a
drove of the finest horses in the com
munity. He crossed the Chattahoochee
river and never halted until he reached
Georgia. He was walking along the
road near Thomasville shortly after
ward and saw a young man coming
toward him.
"Where are you going, my friend?"
asked Murrell.
"I am not going your way," was the
reply.
"Well," said Murrell. "if 1 can't
have the pleasure of your company,
won't you turn over your money to
me?"'
The youngster was covered with a
pistol and came to a halt. His hands
went up. but by some means he made
a brave reach for his pistol. Murrell
saw the movement and sent a bullet
through the young man's heart. The
dead body was buried in a lime sink.
Murrell organized a band of highway
men and he was chief. His word was
law. and perfect oliedience was re
quired or death was the -eiialty.
So perfect was -the organization and
system of operations under Murrell
that not until near the end of the
Murrellites' existence was it known
that there was a lawless band of
whites in that section, says the Chi
cago Times. The Murrellites used se
cret signs and held their meetings in
caves and swamps. A few Indians of
the Seminole tribe were scattered
here und there throughout Southern
Georgia, and the crimes committed
by the Murrellites were charged to
them.
Companies of whites were formed
to war against, the Indians. Finally
the Seminoles were driven into
Florida, where they sought refuge in
the everglades. After the Indians
left the country horrible crimes were
perpetrated throughout that section.
Whole families were brutally butch
ered. Men were shot down at work
and helpless women and children were
lieaten to death with clubx. Houses
and barns were plundered and then
burned. Lives and property were
hourly in danger of destruction. Vic
tims cried for mercy in vain there
was none shown. The crimes were
not laid at the door of John A. Murrell
or his band.
Work on the farms and in the shops
and stores was abandoned. Many res
idents i!ed to the North and left their
homes to the mercy of the bandits. It
was at this time, early in 1S42, that
General William Bailey, a wealthy cit
izen of Monticello. Fla.. began the or
ganization of a band for the suppres
sion of crime in that section.
In sjieaking of the regulators and
the final history of the Murrellites.
Mr. Ellen wood of Waycross, Ga., who
was a regulator, iij:
After the regulators were thor
oughly organized there was a horrible
murder near St. Marks. Fla. A well
known young man left Monticello.
Fla.. for St. Marks. He had on his
-lerson a large sum of gold and bills.
Before reaching St. Marks the Mur
rellites fell upon him and murdered
him. A man named Youmans, who
was a notorious character, was sus
pected of the murder.
He was captured by the regulators
and finally confessed that he knew all
about the murder. He said John A.
Murrell and a large band of robliers
had committed the murder. You
mans was made to stand on the rear
end of a wagon and a rope was
fastened to an oak limb over his head
and then adjusted to his neck.
He confessed that the Murrellites
were guilty of many crimes charged to
the Indians. He said Jack Jewell
was a Murrellite and was the meanest
man under Murrell.,
"Jack Jewell wax next caught and
hanged near the place of Youmans'
death. No confession could be ob
tained from him.
He was taken to a place near
where Youmans was hanged and there
swung to a limb until death came.
John A. Murrell. the chief of the
Murrellites. was never captured, but
died a natural death among strangers.
He made no confession and never
made any disposition of his property.
It was suppo-ed that Murrell was im
mensely rich, and several attempts
have been made to discover the where
abouts of the hidden wealth."
Somber-Clad Conicaii.
Nearly all of the jeasant men and
momeu of Corsica that I saw were clad
in the most somber manner. The men
wore dark brown or black eorduroy or
velveteen suits, with heavy hobnail
boots, and black broad-brimmed som
breros. Not satisfied apparently, with
this heavy coat and trousers, each
wore a heavy vest of the same materi
al. Around the waist each wore a
broad red sash with ends hanging
down at the sides, which set off the
black or brown suit. 'Hie women were
dressed mostly in black from head to
foot, with black shawls on their heads,
and a pretty face was rare among them.
They will not compare with the Ital
ians for beauty of person. Century.
Iluurs Old.
The brevity of insect life is illus
trated in the case of those insects that
molest and ruin the mushroom. The
latter. whose life is measured by hours,
is often ruined by an insect which de
posits eggs that hatch out rrnbs while
the mushroom is still apparently in the '
full vigor of yottth. Before the mush
room! has reached the tottering ago of
forty-eight htiurs the grubs may de
velop into the fuU-bldttd insects.
BOYS OF POVERTY GAP.
Now ThVy Ue Mud for Fiei Instead 01
fur Missile.
Jacob A. Riis, whtfse studies Of th
poor in the great cities have" attracted
much attention, writes an article Ori
"Playgrounds for City Schools" for the
Century. Whilo this has particular
Reference to New York city, it is ap
plicable in ft nieastiro to all large
cities. Mi'. Riis says there Is only one
public school in New York city "that
has a regular playground, ami that was
not acquired for that purpose. It Is in
the heart of the tenement district, and
was an old grave yard which had to be
purchased by the authorities to pre
vent the shutting out of light from the
school.
It may have been a mere coincidence
that the rough gang of boys which
used to disgrace that block on Second
avenue, and occasionally did much mis
chief, has not been heard from since
the old graveyard liecanio a play
ground, writes Mi'. Riis. It is a fact,
anyhow, and my experience with
Poverty Gap makes me feel quite cer
tain that there is a connection lwtween
the two things. Over there it used to
lie next to impossible to go through the
block without lieing pelted with mud
by the ragmuflins, who very early de
velojied into toughs of a peculiarly
vicious stamp. They half killed two
Mlicenien and. out of sheer malice,
lieat to death the one boy in the block
with a good reputation. The neigh
borhood was as desolate ax it wax des
perate; but when the wicked old ten
ements were torn down, and a public
playground was opened on the site
of them, with swings and sand heaps
and wheelbarrows and shovels, the
whole neighliorhood changed as if b
magic. There were no more outrages.
I don't believe I heard once from Pov
erty Gup that year through the police.
Even a man with spectacles might go
undisturbed through the block. The
boys had found other use for tin mud.
As an ingredient of pies it was xi great
jiersuader of peace, whereas in the
gutter it had lieen a standing challenge
to combat with society at large. All
the wickedness that remained in Pover
ty Gap spent itself in the name it gave
the playground. "Holy Terror Park."
But it was harmless. Unfortunately. the
park is gone. The building of the
Wayfarers" lodge wijved it out in part, j
There is yet room, however, and a j
rare chance for some public spirited
citizen to do his day and generation
(all but the police reporter) a good 1
turn.
SPEAKING WITHOUT TONCUES
I'rofcsor Huxley Say the Thin:; Is Not
at All linpoqtllile.
Can we speak without a tongue?
Professor Huxley says yes. Persons
suffering from cancer frequently lo.-e
their tongues and discover that they
cannot only talk as well as formerly,
but also that their sense of taste ix not
impaired. The letters d and t are the
only ones which, as a rule, those de
prived of their tongue find any diffi
culty in pronouncing properly, and
such letters are frequently turned into
f's. p's. v's. th's. Many instances are
on record of the speaking powers of
tongueless jersons. In J4 I A. I).
sixty Christian confessors had their
tongues cut out by order of Hunnerie.
but in a short time some of them went
out preaching again. Pope Leo III. is
said to have suffered similar mutila
tion and to have regained his speech.
Sir John Malcom tells of one Zal
Kahn. who had his tongue cut out and
who recovered his speech enough to
tell the physician how it happened.
Margaret Cutting was examined be
fore the Royal society of England in
1712. She had not a vestige of tongue
remaining, and yet "discoursed as flu
ently and as well ax othei-x." Tho
tongue actually apjiears unnecessary to
the development of speech. Family
Magazine.
Housed the Churche.
Some little time since members ot
the Salvation army in Glasgow re
ported that on a Saturday evening they
watched eight saloons and counted the
number of visitors. There were 2.'Ui8
men and JJOo women who entered in
the course of a single hour. Further
more, they examined the record- of
tho criminal courts and found that
67.000 women had been brought De
fore them on the charge of drunken
ness, disorderly conduct or personal
assault and more than 1. '5.000 convict
ed. The result of this report made
quite a sensation in the city and tho
churches have been roused.
FOR THE LADIES.
Salt dissolved in aleohol will re
move grease spots.
A gentleman must kiss every lady
he is introduced to in Paraguay. It
is the custom of the country.
"Well, Anna, have you found the
rose for my hair yet?"' "Yes, madam;
but now I cannot find the hair."
Buss, to kiss: rebuss, to kiss again:
blunderbuss, two girls kiss'ng each
other; omnibus, to kiss all the girls in
the room.
Lily Mrs. Candour intimated ths
other night that your hair was not
your own. Daisy "lis false! Lily
That's what she said.
The khedive of Egypt, like the
Chinese emperor, takes more stock in
his mother's advice than in th it of
any of his counsellors.
Mrs. Woodruff" of Little Valley, N.
Y., and Mrs. Howland of Napoli. N.
Y., are two regularly ordained Con
gregational ministers.
A small mouth, according to a cele
brated professor of physiognomy,
shows great indecision of character
and not a little cowardice.
In Sitka, when an Indian wife has
lost her husband by death, she goes
into mourning by painting the uppr
part of her face a deep black.
He, tenderly Do you believe in
love at first sight? She, meaningly
I certainly believe that the more one
sees of certain persons tho less one
likes them! And he changed his
mind about proposing to her.
In Holland women and persons of
either sex under the age of 10 are
now forbidden to begin work earlier
than 5 a. m., or to continue at work
after 7 p. m.. nor can their work ex
ceed eleven hours a day m all.
HOW STOUT GOT STOUT.
THE REMARKABLE EXPERIENCE
OF A RHEUMATIC SUFFEUER.
All Bnt Paralysed tost Ills Flesh and
Expected to Die .Hott He Cot
Well and Strong.
(Frotn tho 3It. Sterling, 111., Republican".?
Yek men are held in higher esteem
by thei fellow townspeople than Jas. W.
Stout of Riplfiy, III., and it Is due no
doubt partly tb this popularity that the
record of the case his created snch
wide-spread interest While his expe
rience is not without an equal, yet. it
has been sutlicicntly remarkable to de
mand the attention of thousands of
people in Illinois, among whom are
numbered some of the most eminent
physicians.
In January, 1S93, Mr. Stout vraa
stricken with what was then believed
to be sciatic rheumatism, and in a short
time was barely able to hobble around
on crutches, and it seemed to his
friends that his days were numbered.
Today he is a strong, hearty looking
man of 100 pounds.
How this wonderful chaCge was
brought about is most interesting as
told to a representative of the Republi
can by Mr. Stout himself:
"I was afflicted with sciatic rheuma
tism and lumbago in January, 1SU3.
The sciatic nerve on the right side be
came affected in the hip, running down
to the ankle and across the small of the
back to the left side, and soon my
whole system became atllicted, causing
me the most excruciating pain. In :
very short time I became totally unable
to attend to any business whatever,
and the disease rapidly growing worse
I had to take to my bed, whero I lay
suffering almost continuously for
months tho most agonizing torture,
scarcely being able to move or be
moved. At one time I lay for six weeks
flat on my back, the slightest move
ment causing me such pain as almost
to throw me into convulsions. I can
not begin to express to you the intense
pain I suffered. I was drawn, by tho
eevereness of the malady, ovj to the
left side; lost my appetite, had no de
sire for food, and what little I did eat I
could not digest, the digestive organs
failing to perform their duty, adding
greatly to my already precarious condi
tion. For weeks at a'time I was unable
to eat or sleep, suffering all the time
most intensely and at times fearing I
would lose nry reason, and would have
welcomed death to relieve me of my
sufferings.
I consulted with local physicians and
some of the most eminent specialists of
the larger cities throughout the
country, some treating me for one
thing and some for another, but with
out effect, and I received no relief
whatever. One physician told me I had
double curvature of tiie spine and
would eventually become paralyzed. I
spent hundreds of dollars in the short
time I was atllicted without receiving
the least benefit My friends all
thought that there was'no hope for me
whatever and said that 1 must die, and
I, myself, had almost given up in des
pair, when in September, lS'jri, about
eight months after I was first atllicted.
my attention was called to Dr. Wil
liams' Pink Pills for Pale People. With
out much hope, I at once sent to V. F.
Rickey & Co., Druggists, Mt. Sterling.
111., and procured some of the pills and
immediately bcan taking them. Dc
fore long I became aware of a great
change for the better in my almost
hopeless condition. My appetite came
back and my digestive organs perform
ed their usual functions properly. I
took some more and grew rapidly bet
tercould sit up in a. chair and my
body began to straighten out; contin
ucd'the treatment and in a short time
was able to be about on crutches. My
recovery from that time on was very
rapid and assured. My right leg, which
before I commenced this treatment,
was numb and dead, now experienced
a pricking, tingling sensation. I was
enabled to throw away my crutches and
walk uprisrht once more among my fel
lows, a better man physically than ever
before. When first taken by the dis
ease I weighed 1C0 pounds, was reduced
to 11.1; I now weigh 100, more than I
ever weighed at any time in my life.
Yes, sir, I lay my recovery entirely to
Pink Pills.
Dr. Williamses' Pink Pills for Talc
People are an unfailing specific for
such diseases as locomotor ataxia, par
tial paralysis, St Vitus' dance, sciatica,
neuralgi, rheumatism, nervous head
ache, theafter effects of la grippe,
palpitation of the heart, paleand
sallow complexions, and all forms
of weakness either in male or
female. Pink Pills are sold by
all dealers, or will be sent post paid on
receipt of price, (."iO cents a box, or six
boxes for S-.."0 the; are never sold in
bulk or by the 1C0) by addressing Dr.
Williams Medicine Co., Schenectady,
N. Y.
Hoirto Help the Children Grow Erect
and Stately.
William Blaikie, the author of "How
to Get Strong and How to Stay So,'
spoke beforo the lireoklyn Teachers
Association recently on "Physical Edu
cation." " I want," said he, " to see if,
in an informal talk, we can't hit upon
some way in winch we can bring the
physical education of school children
down to a practical basis. Our chil
dren, who are healthy and buxom when
they begin school-work, come out pale,
sickly and with round shoulders. If
you require the children under you to
sit far back on a chair and to hold their
chins up, you will cure them of being
round-shouldered, and the lungs and
other vital organs will have free and
healthy play. Another simple plan is to
have the children bend over backward
until they can see the ceiling. This ex
ercise for a few minutes each day will
work a wonderful transformation. If a
well-qualified teacher could le era-
ntnvfwl in ciirwiri-itiid ihf ulivsienl do-
velopment of the children, the lest re- !
suits would be seen. Dr. Sargent, now
tho Superintendent of the Harvard Gvm-
nasium, who formerly had charge of a
gymnasium in New York, has no equal
as a teacher of simple, efficacious means
by which the weak parts of one's body
may le develojed. I think it would be
well for you to send some competent
physician to him to take lessons, and
then the exercises could be taught to
your teachers. Tiie first step should be
simple and economical. Exercises of
the simplest kind can be begun without
any apparatus."
Artclc Kxplnrpr l'mllniyel. j
PhiladelDhia Lcdcrer: The ill success 1
of most of the exploring parties this
year does not seem to have dishearten
ed either the leaders or their compan
ions. Mr. Wcllman has already an
nounced his intention of trying the
Spitzebcrgen route to the north pole
again next year. The members of
Lieutenant Peary's party, who return
ed home recently, are talking of attack
ing the same point next summer by the
same highway, and Dr. Cook means to
try Greenland once more next summer.
Even Prof. Hite is not satisfied with
the laurels he wen in I.abrador and has
expressed his intention of starting on a
longer and greater journey of research
this winter.
WANTED HER WALLET.
A Caso In Which Womw'i Beasoalar
I'owf r Got Iler lato Trouble.
Feminine logic is about tho oldest of
old themes for ridicule, and yet a typ
ical femalo reasoncr was brought to
her knees the other day in a yew
York trimming store by another wo
man who possessed in a positive de
gree the. pflwer to abstain from con
clusion without argument.
Both strangers had been flitting
like humming-birds from counter to
counter, and laying down their pack
ages between one box and another,
until finally they arrived at bending
over the same one. Tho ono who hadn't
.he logic turned away first and in a
?ort of absent excitement was walking
away with tho other woman's pockot
book. That's my pockctbook you have
taken in mistake." said the bereft one.
and glancing at it the other saw that
it must be.
Then if this is yours, pleaso give
me mine." she replied.
I know nothing whatever of yours,"
said the first. ! know simply that
this is mine."
But 1 want my pocketliook."'
I have n doubt you do. but I
don't scv exactly why you should look
to mo for it."
15ut f haw yours." answered the
logical one.
You certainly have." was the reply,
-but it doesn't necessarily follow that
I have yours."
I shall certainly have my pocket
book." said the other bridling up with
an air of justified outrage.
I have no possible objection," was
the answer, -to you having your own
pockctbook. but in the meantime you
will please hand me back mine."
certainly not." said the now irate
woman, with line reason. -I shall get
back my own first."
Keeping her temjier and quietly
sending a messenger to the desk, the
moneyless woman looked calmly at tho
storming one clinging to her property
until a clerk arrived on the scene.
-Perhaps." she said, -you will be
able to convince this lady that it is
possible she may have left her pocket
book at another counter. She evi
dently seems to think that as I haven't
it about ine. as she has mine. I have
hidden it somewhere, and. meantime,
1 require my own pocketliook. I'm in
a hurry."
The pocket liook was returned to
the desk from another counter half an
hour ago." said the clerk. -The lady
can have it by identifying it. Red
leather, monogram II. L.? Yes."
And then the unreasoning woman
broke down and craved a million pardons.
TELEPHONE DEAD BEATS.
They l!;ipu't Much Consideration for
tlip Man Who Ilents the .Machine.
-If there is a variety of dead beats,"
said an eminent citizen the other
morning, -which annoys me 111OKO than
all others, it is the man who moves
into your building because you have a
telephone. At first he drops into
your oilice and tells you his wife bade
him order a steak lefore noon and
that he had forgotten whether it was
porterhouse or sirloin. Ho says that
a family across the street from his
house has a phone, and that with
your permission he'll just ring
"em up and have "em send for
Mrs. X. Well, that doesn't
bother you much liccatisu you arc
thinking of the family across the
street . but in a week or two Mrs. X.
begins to call you up with the request
that you step across the hall and bring
her husband to the phone. Then the
husband begins to drop in to telephone
his commercial acquaintances, until
two-thirds of his entire business is
done over your wire. There is only
one more step. One of his agents is
up. say. in Mount Vernon, and it is
very necessary to communicate with
him immediately. As much as 1
may depend upon a word. He hurries
in and says of course you have con
nection with Mount Vernon. It is
marvelous how man's inventions put
the mind at naught.
-While you are chalking up twenty
five cents to profit and loss he has be
come the possessor of your telephone.
From that time on, if you are using it
when ho comes in. he waits impa
tiently and gives you a look, when
you ring off. as much as to say, 'Sir,
you are taking liliertics with my
property which I must resent. There
are but two things left to do tako
out the telephone or move out your
self. I am fond of my offices, so tho
telephone had to go."
A Kind Ife.irt.
Tram) Please, mum. will you give
me two 10-eent pieces?
Housekeeper Cl"ar out! I haven't
-PIeas mum. I only want one of
them for myself."
-Hum! That's queer."
-The other I want to give to your
next-door neighbor. The oor woman
said she hadn't a cent. Perhaps, mum,
you haven't any either: but don't lose
courage, mum: I'll hustle around town,
and see if I can't b-g enough for all
Of lis."
Here's a dollar. Now go."
Too Snmrt.
He wax a sharp young book can
vasser who wished to show his smart
ness by quizzing an old farmer, and
liegan by asking him if there were any
pretty girls in the n'ighl)orhood.
Ye-." replied the old man: -there's
a dreadful sight of "em so many that
then' ahYt half enough respectable
fellows for "em all. and so some of
"em are beginning to take up with
look canvassers and such like trash."
Thy youiitf man did not follow up
the subject. Truth.
A Health Indicator.
Mrs. Xexdoor How is old Mr.
Moneybaggs this morning?
Mrs. SharjKjye I haven't heard: but
i noticed that L)r. Rigfee looked very
gloomy when he left the Moneybaggs
residence a little while ago.
Mrs. Xexdoor Ah. then the dear
old gentleman is getting well.
Family Keaeniblance.
And whom floes your husband
think the baby resembles?"'
He thinks it resembles its uncle
a brother of his."'
I didn't know your husband had a
brother?'
II' liu-ift. It di'd wh'ii it was
two davs old." Life.
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