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Author of "The Outcast," ''Mooswa." and Other Stories.
(Copyright 1902 by McClure, Phillips ft Co.)
, He pasd through tbe nsrrow gate lead
ing from the paddock to the grsndstand.
The gatekeeper sodded plessantly to him
and eatd: "Hope you'll do the trick with
the little mara, elr. I'm twenty yeare at
thli business, end I haTen't got over my
Itkln' for an honest horse and so honest
owner yet."
There wii a covert Insinuation of sus
picion, albeit a kindly one, In the man's
vole. The very air was full of the taint
of crookedness; else why should the official
peak of honesty at all? Everyone knew
that Joha Porter raced to win.
He crossed the lawn ahd leaned against
the course fence to take a deciding look at
the mar and the chestnut as they circled
past the stand In the little view-promenade
which preceded the race.
His tfslned eye told him that Lausanne
was a grand-looking horse; big. well-sloped
houldera, reached back toward the huge
Quarters until the small racing saddle al
most covered the short back. What great
promts of weight-carrying waa there!
He laughed a little at the irrelevance of
this thought, for it waa not a question of
weight-carrying at all; 2-year-old at a
hundred pounds in a sprint of only Ova fur
longs. Speed waa the great factor to be
considered; and surely Lucretla outclassed
the other in that way. The long, well
ribbed up body, with Just a trace of gaunt-"
Bess In the flank; the slim neck; the deep
ehest; the broad, flat canon bones and the
well-let down hocks, giving a length of
thigh like a greyhound, and the thighs tbem
aelvea. as John Porter looked at them under
the tucked-up belly of the gentle mar, big
and strong and full of driving force, that
should make the others break a record to
beat her.
From the Inquisition of the owner's atudy
Lucretla atood forth triumphant; neither
the chestnut nor anything else in tbe race
could beat her. And Jockey McKay forier
raised his eyes Involuntarily, seeking for
some occult refutation of the Implied dis
honesty of the boy he had trusted. He
found himself gailng straight Into the small
shifty eyes of Lucretia's midget rider, and
auch a hunsxy. wol6sh look of mingled cun-
in nA eunldltv was there that Porter
almost shuddered.
The Inslouatione of Mike Oaynor and the
other things that pointed at a Job being on
hadn't half the fore of the dishonesty that
was so apparent in the tell-tale look of the
morally Irresponsible boy in whose nanaa
he was so completely helpless.
All tb csreful preparation of the mare,
the economical saving, even to the self
denial of almost necessary things to the end
that h might have funds to bsck her
heavily when she ran; and the high trials
she had given him when asked the question,
aad which bad gladdened his heart and
brought an explanation of satlsfaotlon from
his , phlegmatic trainer; the glrll3h Interest
of his daughter in the expected triumph;
all these contingencies were as less than
nothing should the boy, with the look of a
demon In his ys, not ride straight and
Even then It was not too late to ask the
atewarda to aet McKay down. But what
proof had ha to offer that there waa any
thing wrong? Th boy'a good name would
be blasted should he, John Porter, say at
th last minute that he did not trust him;
and perhaps th lad was Innocent. Race
oeonla were so ready to cry out that a
Jockey waa fixed that there was something
wrong, when their own Judgment was at
fault and they lost.
Suddenly Porter gave a cry of astonish
ment: "My God!" he muttered, "the boy
haa cot spurs on. That'll aet th mare
clean crazy."
He turned to' Dixon, who was at his el
bow. "Why did you let McKay put on the
steels ?"
"I told him not to."
"He'e got them on."
"They've got to com off," and the trainer
dashed up tbe steps to the stewards. In
two minutes be returned, a heavy frown
oa hla face.
"WI1T;' queried Porter.
"I'v mad a mess of It," answered Dixon,
sullenly. "It seems there's hints of a Job
en, an' th atewarda have got th wrong
efld of th stick."
"They refused to let the mar go back
t th paddock?" queried. Porter.
"Yes; an' on of them said that If the
trainer would atlck closer to their horses
an' keep out of the bettln' ring that tbe
publlo 'd get a better run for their money."
"I'm aorry, Andy," said Porter, consol
ingly. "It's pretty tough on me, but It's worse
on you, air. That boy hadn't spurs when
be weighed, an' tbere'a the rankest kind of
Job on, I'll tak me oath."
"We've got to stand It, Andy."
"That we have; we've Just got to take
ur medicine like little men. Even If we
make a break an' tak McKay oft, there
Isn't another good boy left. It he Jabs
th little mar with them steels she'll go
clean eraiv."
"It's my fault. Andy. I guess I've savod
and patted her a bit too much. But ahe
sever needed spurs ahe'd break her heart
trying without them.
"By '!' muttered Dixon, aa he went
back to th paddock, "If the boy stops th
mar he'll never get another mount If I
can help It. It' this sort of thing that
; kills tb whole business of racing. Here's
a stable that'a straight from owner to
exercise boy and now likely to throw down
th public and atand a chance of getting
ruled S ouraelves because of a gambling
little thief that can spend the Income of a
prince. But after all It Isn't hla fault. I,
know who ought. to b warned off if the
race Is fixed, but they won't be able to
touch a hair of him; he' too dam slick.
But his tlme'll come God knows how
many men he'll break In the meantime,
As John Porter passed Dauby'a box,
goii tip the stand, the latter leaded
over la bis chair, touched him on the arm
and said, "Come in and take a seat."
"I can't," replied the other man, "my
daughter Is up there somewhere."
"I've played the mare," declared Danby,
showing Porter a memo written In a amall
betting book.
The latter started and a frown crossed
his brown face.
"I'm sorry I'm afraid lt'a no cinch."
"Five to two never I," laughed Ms
friend. "But she's . a right amart Ally;
ahe looks much the best of the lot.
Dixon's got her aa fit as a fiddle string.
When you're done with that man, you
might turn him over to me, John."
"The mare's good enough," said Porter,
and I've played her myself a atlfflah bit.
too, but all the same, If you asked me
Langdon, the trainer of Lausanne, Porter
mused had given her advice based on a
knowledge quit Irrespective of th gallop
lng powers of the two horses.
"Did you hear that, father?" Allle whis
pered, He nodded his hesd.
"What does It all mean?"
"It means, girl," he ssld slowly-, "that all
the trouble and pains I have taken over
Lucretla since she was foaled two years
ago, and her dam, tb old mare. Maid of
Rome, died even to raising tbe little filly
on a bottle, and watching over her temper,
that It should not be ruined by brutal sav
ages of stsble boys, whose one Idea of a
horse la that h must be clubbed Into sub
mission that all the care taken in her
training, and the money spent for her keep
and entries, goes for nothing In this race,
if Jockey McKay Is the rsscal I fear he la."
"You think someone has got at him,
Her father nodded again.
"I wish I'd been a boy, so that I could
hav ridden Lucretla for you today," Allls
exclaimed, with sudden emphasis.
"I almost wish you bad, little woman;
you'd have ridden straight, anyway thers
never was a crooked one of our blood."
"I doc't see why a Jockey, or anybody
else, should be dishonest. I'm sure It must
tak too much valuable time to cover up
crooked ways." '
"Yes, you'd have made a great Jock, llttl
woman," th father went on, musingly, as
he watched the horses lining up for the
start. "Men think If a boy Is a feather
weight and tough as a Bowery loafer he's
sure to be a success lu th saddle. That'a
what beats me a boy of that sort wouldn't
be trusted a carry a letter with $10 In It,
and on the back of a good horse he's pilot-
avll eye, the all red of Lautanne'e colors.
"Where la Lucretla, father?" th girl
asked again, stretching her slight figure
up In a vain endeavor to aee over to
shoulders of those la front..
"6he had an opening there," Porter re
plied, speaking his thoughts more than
answering th girl," bnt th boy pulled
her Into the bunch on th rail. He doesn't
want to get through. Oh!" b exclaimed.
as though some one had struck him la the
"What' wrong. His ah"
"lt'a the Minstrel. His boy threw him
fair acroea Lucretla and knocked her to
her knees." He lowered his glasses list
lessly. "It'a Lausanne all the way If he
lasts out. He's dying fast, though, and
Westley'a gone to th whip."
He was looking through hla glass
again. Though beaten, his racing blood
waa up. "It Lauxann wlna It will be
Wretley'a riding; that Hanover colt. The
Dutchman, la at his quarter. He'll beat
him out, for th Hanover ara all game.'
"Com on, you, Lausanne!" Even th
exotic Btpehanotla failed to obliterate the
harsh, mercenary intensity of the feminine
cry at the back of Allls.
"He's beat!" a deep discordant volro
rroaced. I knew he was a quitter." Th
woman' companion was pessimistic.
Like trees of a forest, swayed by strong
compelling winds, the people rocked In
excitement, tiptoed and craned eager
necks, aa they watched the magnificent
atruggle that waa drawing to a climax In
the stretch. Inch by Inch the brave aon
of Hanover was creeping on Lausanne.
How loosely the big chestnut galloped
rolling like a drunken man In the hour of
hla distress. Close pressed to his neck,
flat over bis wither lay the Intense form
I r A - ID
that word, bo frequent
ly misapplied, loses
son of Its fore her.'
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and th beat hops to
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--tha asking.
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now, I'd tell you to keep your money In
your pocket. I must go," he added, his
eye catching the flutter of a race card
which waa waving to him three seats up.
"Here'a a Beat, dad," cried the girl,
cheerily, lifting her coat from a chair ahe
bad kept for her father.
For an Instant John Porter forgot all
about Lucretla and her troubles. The win
some llttl woman had th faculty of al
ways making him forget his triala; she had
to th fullest extent that power ao often
found Id plain face. Strictly speaking,
ahe wasn't beautlful-nmy man would bavo
passed that opinion If suddenly asked the
question upon first seeing her. Doubt of
th excellence of this Judgment might hav
crept into hla mind after he had felt th
converting Influence of the blue-gray eyes,
that were so much'' like her father's; in
them was tbe most beautiful thing in the
world, an undoubted evldeno of truth and
honesty and sympathy. She was small and
slender, but no one had ever likened her
to a flower. There waa apparent sinewy
strength and vigor In the small foi'm. Her
life, claimed by the open air, had this as
a reward the saddle Is no cradle for weak
lings. Bred In an atmosphere of racing
and surrounded as she bad always been by
thoroughbreds, Allls had grown up full of
an admiration for their honesty and cour
age and sweet temper.
'. In John Porter's bom horse raclnr had
no debasing effects. If a man couldn't race
squarely run to win every time bo had
better quit th gams, Porter had alway
asserted. He raced honestly and bet
openly, without cant and without hypoc
rlcy; Just aa a financier might hav traded
In atocks In Wall street, or a farmer might
plant hla crops and trust to th future and
fair weather to yield him a harvest In re
turn. So much of th racing Ufa was on honor
so much of the working out of it was In
the open, where- purple-clovered fields gave
rest and health and strength, that the borne
atmosphere waa Impregnate with moral
truth and courage and frankness, in Its In
fluence on the girl's development.
Every twist of her sinewy figure bore
mute testimony to this; every glance from
her wondrous eyes was an eloquent sub
stantiating argument In favor of tb life
ah affected.
John Porter looked down at the amall,
rather dark, upturned face and a half smtl
of content cam to his Up.
"Did you aee Lucretla?" h asked. "Isn't
he a beauty? Hasn't Dixon g her In th
pink of condition?"
"I saw nothing elae, father." So beck
oned to him with her eyes, tipped her head
forward and whispered, "Those people be
hind us have backed Lauxann. I think
they'r racing folks."'
The father smiled aa' aa uncultured
woman' voice from on row back Jarred
on his ear. Allls noticed the smile and Its
provocation, and said, speaking hastily, "I
don't mesa like ycu, father"
"Like us," he corrected.
"Well, perhara: they'r more Ilk bet
ting or training people, though." Eh put
her hand on hla arm warnlngly, aa a high
pitched fallen', penetrated th drone of
their half-whispered words, saying. "I tell
you. Dick know all about thla Porter
mare, Lucretla."
"Bnt I like her," a baritone vole aa
awred. "Sh look a rattlln" filly."
"You'll din off iwaiback and by your
lonely, Ned, It you play bora oa their
"Or women, either," tn baritone cut In.
"Tou r a fair Judge, Ned. But Dick told
me to go th limit on Lauxann, and to
leave th filly alone."
"On form, Lucretla ought to win," lb
nti persisted; "an' there's saver aaytbln'
doln' with Porter. I'v beard."
"Perhaps sot," th unpleasant feminine
vole sneered mockingly, with aa Ill-conditioned
drawl on th "perhaps;" "but ha
doesn't ride his own mare, doea he?"
v.'ohn Porter e'eried. Agala that dis
tasteful expression, fraught with distrust
end Insinuation. There was a strong evil
odor of Btephanotla wstted to his nostrils
as tbe speaker shook her tan with Imp
tieat decision. Th perfume affected him
disagreeably; It waa Ilk th exhalation of
toot noisome drug; quit In keeping with
th eovert tnstnuatlvo f her words that
: Dick, as aha called him U must b Dick
lng thousands. Unless a Jockey haa the In
stinct of a gentleman, naturally, he's al
most certain to turn out a blackguard
aooner or later and throw down his owner.
He'll have more temptations In a week to
violate his trust than a bank clerk would
have In a lifetime."
"Ia that why you put Alan In the bank,
father?" .
Porter went on as though he had not
heard the daughter's query. "To make a
first-class Jockey, a boy must have nerves
of ateel, the courage of a bulldog, the aelf
controlllng honesty of a monk. You've got
all these right enough, Allls, only you're a
girl, don't you aee Just a little woman,"
and he patted her hand affectionately.
"They're off!" exclaimed the baritone.
"Not this trip," objected the falsetto.
"The spurs th young fiend!" fiercely
ejaculated John Porter.
"What Is it, father?"
"The boy on Lucretla Is Jabbing her with
the spurs, and she's cutting up."
"That'a the fourth false start," said Ned,
th baritone. "I don't think much of your
Lauzann; he's like a crazy horse."
Allls heard tbe woman'a shrill voice,
smothered to a hissing whisper, anawer
something. Two distinct words, "the hop,"
carried to her ears. There waa a long-drawn-out
baritone "Oh-h!" then, In the
same key, "I knew Lauxann waa a alug'
gard, and couldn't make out why he was so
frisky today."
Dlck'a got It down fin," Just audibly
from tb woman; "Lauiann'll try right
enough this time out."
"Tb mare'a Sctln' aa If she'd had a cup
of tea. too." muttered her companion, Ned.
Thla elicited a dry chuckl from th
Allls had pinched her father's arm again
and looked up In his face Inquiringly, aa
from tttc seat behind them the Jumbled con
versation cam to their eare. Porter nod
ded his head understanding and frowned.
Th stephanotls was choking his nostrils
and an occasional word waa filling his heart
with confirmation of his suspicions.
"I don't like It," he muttered to Allls.
"They're had four breaks and the mare's
been left each time. The chestnut's the
worst actor I ever saw at tbe post. But
I'm thinking he'll leave the race right
there, the way he's cutting up."
"My God!" be exclaimed In the next
breath. He had startled the girl with th
fierc emphasis he threw Into the words;
she sprang to her feet In excitement.
A bell clanged noisily, there was a shuffle
of thousands of eager feet; a boars cry,
"They'r off!" went rolling from tier to
tier, from seat to seat, to tb topmost row
of th bug atand.
"Lauxann la off with a flying lead of
three length and th mar la left abso
lutelyabsolutely last. Tbe boy whipped
her about Just as the flag fell." There was
the, dreary monotone of crushed hop in
Porter's vole as he spoke.
"Yes, we're out of It, little woman," he
continued; anil there was almost a ton of
relief, of resignation. 8uspenae was gone,
realisation of th disaster aeemed to have
ateadled his nerve again. Allls attempted
to speak, but ber low voice was hushed to
a whisper by th exultant crlea that wer
all about them.
"Didn't I tell you Lausanne wlna In a
walk!" tbe falsetto vole was an exultant
squeak of hilarious excitement
"You called tb turn." Even Ned's bari
tone had risen to a false-keyed tenor; he
was stsndlng on hla toe, peering over th
heads of taller men in front,
Allls brushed from her eye th tears of
sympathy that had welled Into them and,
raising her vole, spoke bravely, clinging
to a vain hop: "Lucretla 1 game, father
she may win yet tb race la not loat till
they'r past the post."
Then her vole died away and ah kept
pleading over and over In her heart, "Com
on, Lucretla ome on, brave llttl mar!"
Is shs gaining father can you seer'
"She'll sever make it up," Porter re
plied, as he watched tbe Jumbl of red
and yellow and black, patterned Into a
trailing banner, which waved and vi
brated and atreamad la th glittering
sunlight, a furlong down th course and
th Utl of it waa hla own blue, white
tarred Jacket. Ia front, still a good two
length la front, gleamed scarlet, ilk aa
of his rider a camel's hump a part of
th racing mechanism, untmpedlng the
weary horse in the masterly rigidity of
his body and legs, but the arms, even
the shoulders of the great Jockey, thrust
his mount forward, alwaya forward for
ward at each stride; fairly lifting him, till
the very lurches of Lauzann carried him
toward the goal. And at hla girth raced
the compact bay son of Hanover, gallop
ing, galloping with a stout heart and eager
reaching head, stretching every sinew and
muscle and nerve; in his eye th light
that would not be dented.
Ah, gallant llttl bay. On his back Waa
the offspring of unthinking parenta a pin-
head. Perhapa the Evil One had ordained
him to the completion of Langdon'a vil
lainy with Lausanne.' At the pinch his
Judgment had flown he was becom an in
strument of torture; with whip and spur
be was throwing away the race. Ea:h
time be raised bis arm and lashed, his
poor, folleh body swayed in the saddle, and
The Dutchman was checked.
"Oh, if he would but ait atlll!" Porter
cried, aa be watched the equine battle.
The stand mob clamored aa though Nero
sat there and Hons had been loosed In the
arena. Tbe strange medley of cries smote
on tbe eara of Allls. How like wild beasts
they were, how 11k wolves! She closed
her eyes, for she was weary of the strug
gle, and listened. Yes, tbey were wolves,
leaping at the throat of her father and
Joying In the defeat of Lausanne. Deep-
throated howls from full-chested wolves:
"Come on, you, Lautaune! On Westley,
onl The Bay wins! The Dutchman Th
Dutchman for a thousand!"
"I'll take"
' But the new voice was stilled Into noth
ingness by the shrill, reawakened falsetto.
"Go on, Westley! Lauzann wlna wlna
wins!" It seemed to repeat. It lingered In
the girl's eara like a dwindling moan
through pine bougha, and with It came
wafted the sickening stephanotls breath.
Allls sank back into her aeat. She knew it
was all over. The shuffle of many feet
hastening madly, the crash of eager heels
down the wooden steps, a surging, pushing.
bb the worf-pack blocked each passage In
Its thlrstful rush for the gold it had won.
told her that the race was over.
(To Be Continued.)
Rev. Joseph Lawrence Hunter of thla
state has been appointed by President
Kooaevelt to fill an original vacancy In tha
cnapmina corps or me army.
Is having' his book. "The Topical Bible,'1
translated Into Chinese by the Peking uni
versity ior missionary purposes.
The charitable bequests of th will of the
late Dean Hoffman amount to $260,000. If,
however, any gift has been made by htm to
tn inaiKuunna mentioned in tne win dur
ing his lifetime, the amount of th said
gitt shall t deducted from the amount of
in legacy.
At a conference of th clergy of th
Catholic dlocea of Buffalo at St. Joseph's
cathedral, a few daya ago. Bishop Qulgiey
presiding, the advisability of the church
forming a great organisation for the com-
oaiing oi aocialiHm and anarchy waa die-
cussea and unanimously approved.
Ralph Voorheea, th blind philanthropist
of Clinton. N. J., haa notified Coe college.
a r-resoyierian institution at Cedar Karmls.
Mich., that he has t&.ujiO for It. He haa
also Just closed a deal for 100 acres of land
In South Carolina, on which he will eatab-
nan an industrial scnooi ror Doys.
Rev. Dr. Max Werthelmer, who created a
sensation a few yeare ago by abandoning
Judaism to Join the Christian Scientists,
has married Ruby M. Jewell, daughter of
ir. and Mrs. Ueorge A. Jewell or Dayton,
U. Dr. Werthelmer Is 36 years of age.
wnne ma oriae la but 11. Dr. wertnelmi
waa the paator of the local synagogue
wnen ne decided to renounce Jewish iauh.
Rev. J. J. Enraegahbowh, th Chippewa
Indian ordained tu the priesthood by the
iaie msnop w ninoie. nas recently died.
Hla life for many years had been Inter
twined with that of ItUhou Whipple, whose
journeys inrouicn tne wilderness in sun
shine and storm he often shared. Durlnar
the last few years he had been the rector
emeritus or tne Church or rit. columns, at
White Earth, to build which Sl.OuO waa
given ty Jenny L,ii.d.
Anions the manv sifts made kr Deaa
Hoffman lo h General Theological semi
nary in hla lifetime was w hat la said to be
the finest collection of Latin Bibles In the
world, surpassing the number of editions
Included In the collections In the British
museum and the Hlbllothequ National.
The copy of the Outtenbera Bible la aald
to be the finest In existence. It la said
that Dean Hoffman paid tis.Ouu for this
Every man should contribute ns much to his oxrn comfort and happiness as possi
ble, and he is as much responsible for vicious neglect as for vicious habits that bring
vicious results. It is a familiar phrase that the sins of the father shall be visited
upon his children. We frequently hear people upbraiding and pointing the finger
of scorn at a habitual drunkard who have beams in
their own eyes. They are as much nt fault in
bringing children into the world practically invalids
from birth as the physical wreck from whisky. A
drunken man once told a dude of a fellow who was
laughing at him that he need not laugh, lie said:
"I am drunk, bnt can get over that, while you are a
natural born fool and never can cet over that."
You cannot beget health with disease, nor can
you show me a naturally weak, hysterical mother
and a nervous, delicate father whose children will
get ribbons at a baby show. That heredity shows
in children is a question now upon which there is 'no
dispute. Weak parents will surely transmit some
of the bad effects to their children, though you may
as well tell me a stalk of corn growing in the burrs
and thistles would not be improved by cultivation
and irrigation, as to say that a weakly man would
not produce healthier, better children If he were
made strong and vigorous in body and mind. A
quotation from Tom Moore says: "As we journey
through life let us live by the way." Man owes it
to himself and posterity to be strong In body and
mind, and we make them so. ' We overcome the re
sults of INDISCllimON IN YOUTH and of EX
CESSES in later years. We remove completely
and forever any BLOOD TAINT and cure VARICO
CELE in one week to stay cured. We do not use
the knife, silk ligatures or surgical means. WE
not subjected to the knife, surgical means, or your business Interfered with through de
lay. Outside of our specialty we will not go but in the treatment of RUPTURE,
you a written legal guarantee for a perfect and permanent' cure, or refund every cent
paid. Consultation by letter or in person free and solicited.
110112 South 14th Street, Omaha. (Over Daily News Office.)
W. A. COOK. IY1. D.
The original Dr. Cook that other try
to imitate. My treatment ran only
be had at my office. Established
(Issued Under Authurity ot the Railroads ot Nebraska. )
Statement Showing the Great Wealth of
And the Small Amount of Property Which They Return for Taxa"
tion, with the Variations in Value Between What
They Report and the Census Returns
Statement showing variations In value of principal articles ta Hamilton county between 189S and 1900:
Value Value
Valu. Per Unit Unit. Value. Per Unit.
270,299 Acres Improved land $ 831,682 t.OS 291,493 $ 954,101 2.27
65,79 Acres unimproved land 111,443 2.00 40,935 72,282 1.7S
10,709 Horsea 144.131 13.44 1,784 6835 'e!81
24.S6S Cattle 113,700 4.81 26,631 119,095 ' 4.64
24,107 Hoga 24,031 .99 16,920 34.881 .94
Agricultural Implements 20,002 ' ,.... 17,646
Railroad and telegraph 316,420 290.611 ...
All other property 351,397 337,090 ...
Total assessment 11,912,716 11,885,541 !...
In 1900 the census report the value of farm property In Hamilton County aa follows:
Acrea In farms
Farm Implements and machinery
Live atock
Value of products not fed to live atock.
Value Farms.
Farm Bldga.
Percentage of land value returned for taxation per censua
Percentage of agricultural Implements returned for taxation per eenaua...
Percentage of live stock value returned for taxation per census
10 3-10 per cent
4 v per cent
11 2-10 per cent
Confirmatory of the foregoing figures, we give below a list of property which has bn sold within tb past thirty days In
that county for cash (without tha crop), also showing what th sama property la assessed for tb present year:
W. S. W. M
E. H N. E. M
W. Vs N. W. 14
N. B.
S. H N. E. M
Section Range Ass'd Val
or Lot. Township. or Block. Consideration. uatlon. 1901.
6 11 6 12.000.00 1164.00
7 11 S 4,000.00 362.00
8 11 6 4,000.00 363.00
4 11 6 8,000.00 693.00
29 10 6 4,000.00 416.00
This county Is anexampla of one of the prosperous counties' ot
Nebraska. It has a population of 9,370, of which 3,135 live
within the Incorporated towns. Aurora being the largest of
these towns, with a population of 1,921.
In the year 1900, of the 3,479 males over 21 yeara of aga
who resided in thla oounty, 2,295 of them lived on the farms,
1,960 of whom were owners or lessees of farms, and 835 wer
laborers. Tha bwnora or lesees paid the laborers 336,040. The
census reports show that tbey raised products which wer not
fed to live stock to tha value of 32,202,101 and that tbey had
live Block amounting In value to $1,948,844. Dividing the live
lock figures by four, which would make the yearly product
$487,221, or a total net result of $2,689,322, the results of the
products of farming in that county tor that year. Dividing
thla aum by 1,930 operators of farms, leaves $1,343 aa tb
receipt of each farmer tn that county on an average.
Tbe showing made by the banks in that county go to prove
that this prosperity has a aubstantlal basia from th fact that
In th following town the banks report deposits aa follows:
Aurora ...
Phillip ..
.. 70,000.00
.. 33.500.00
... 125,000 00
A report auch aa this, aent broadcast through the country
would bring thousanda of farmera to tha atat of Nebraska, but
It doea not show that th farmer ot Hamilton county paid an
undue proportion of taxes, when taken in conjunction with th
railroad property. '
We also give a atatement ot valuation of sundry school
districts In Hamilton county, ahowtng tha amount ot tazea paid
by th B. 41 M. railroad, In comparison with other property.
Number. Total Assessed. D. & M. R. Per Cent R. R.
District. Valuation. Valuation. Psya Total Taxaa.
4 $18,537 $ 8,686 4T
19.439 8.772 44
14 38.534 23.435 59
31 15.197 7,654 60
85 17.944 10.334 61
86 24.983 ' 12,699 50
40 26,647 12,943 48 .
66 21.159 v 9,417 44
70 16.872 1.772 62
72 ' 23.328 12.841 62
86 16.89$ 8.773 63
92 16,491 8,601 64
It will be noticed that tha money paid by th railroads Jo
thla county la a material factor In th support' of their ecaoola.
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