The courier. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1894-1903, December 08, 1894, Page 5, Image 5

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    THE COUKJER
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Business in Lincoln has been rather
quiet the past week. Dry goods and
clothing men report sales very light
and an especially small farmers' trade
for this season and the pleasant
weather. Merchants generally are looking
forward to a fair holiday trade, but it will be
largely in those lines which are necessaries
or lialf necessaries and small and inexpensive articles.
A prominent confectioner
states that his business is
better than usual at this
time and that he anticipates
a large holiday trade. At
first thought one would
class candy and peanuts
among the luxuries and
would suppose in hard
times sales of such things
would decrease, but the
opposite is true, and people
who in other years have
mado expensive Christmas
presents will now content
themselves with a box of
candy, or a cheap toy or
book. Collections are re
ported very slow but some
improvement is looked for
the first of tho year. There
have been no failures of im
portance this week.
Few people, even those
who are fortunate, or un
fortunate, enough to own
stock in corporations know
very much of the laws
governing them. In corpor
ations, excepting banks, if
shareholders, comply with
all requirements of tho
articles of incorporation
there is no liability beyond
the capital paid in. If these
requirements are not com
plied with in every way it
renders the stockholder
personally liable for the
Jebts of the corporation.
For example, the law in this state requires all incorporated compan
ies to publish in a newspaper once each year a sworn statement of
their assets and liabilities. This is very often neglected by the
officers who should attend to it, and thus the stockholder, through
no fault of his own, unless it be carelessness, becomes liable for al
the debts of the company. These statements come usually about the
first of January of each year and those interested in corporations
should see that see that it is done for their'own safety.
(Written for The Courier.)
Tho campaign Ho has gono to rest;
The winter girl begins
To find tho street whero oysters signs.
Are waving in the winds.
The coal man now begins to smilo
And gloats in ghoulish glco
Because ho has tho dead wood cinch
Where the ico man used to bo.
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EVOLUTION.
"I don't Beo why they picked him out for good congressional tim
ber," said the man with envy in his soul.
"Well,' replied his companion, T1 remember that at college he
was always regarded as a good deal of a stick."
-Editor: Here's my chance to try the patent trapdoor,
has a poem it that satchel. Bang ! ! Bang ! !
I think he
A WREATH, O YEARS.
Written for The Courier.
Bind mo a wreath for my
brow, O years!
But not of flowers alone;
Bind it of weeds, and grass,
and thorns.
The things that I most
have known.
Give mo no passive joy, O
years!
Where my days pass
sweetly by;
Give mo the joy to fiercely
live
And lot me as fiercely
die.
Give me no unearned glory,
O years!
No swift fading wreath of
a day;
But find from tho dead
leaves of my life
A victor's wreath of bay.
William Reed Dunroy
IN SILENT CONTEMPT.
2 It happened to be dynamite.
"I'm sorry," said the rural
justice, "but there's no evi
evidence against you and
I'll have to turn you loose
with just a tine for contempt
o court."
"But, your hunor, I haven t
said a word."
"Yes, but darned if you
didn't look it."
QUATRAINS.
ALMOST CORRECT.
"So you told your wife that you were going to a meeting of the
Dante Club, eh? I really admire your nerve."
"Well, I wasn't far from tho truth. Just one letter out of the
way the first letter of the title is superflous."
Written for The Courier.
The Chinese may know all about washing,
And some of 'em know how to cook,
Jut what they don't know about war
Would make a much larger book.
The girls have borrowed our shirts and our ties,
And we're eyeing the future askance;
Since bloomers are now all the rage
We fear they will borrow our pants.
Usi.