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The Cllicao,
Rock Island
Xs Pacific R;r.
Gives you the choice of Two Route, one
via COLORADO and the SCENIC
LINE, and the other via our TEXAS
LINE and the SOUTHERN PACIFIC.
Our Texas line is much quicker than
any other line through to
SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA
for
PUY CONDUCTED EXCURSIONS.
The ll-illllTt4'
Roolc iHluiid Exour
lonit
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Are the most popular, and carry the
largest bueinees of any other California
Route. This signifies that jou get the
beet attention and receive the best ser
vice. The lowest rate tickets to California
are available on theEe excursions.
Don't start on a trip to California un
til you get our Tourist Folder, contain
ing map showing routes and all informa
tion. For rates and reservations appl
to and agent of the C. R. I. & P. Ry., o
address
JOHN SEBASTIAN,
General Passenger Agent,
4-1 Chicago ,111.
EIII1 1
Is the BEST to reach the
NEW GOLD FIELDS in the
BLACK HILLS.
Call at office for valuable
information.
A. S. Fielding,
City Ticket Ajrt,.
117 So. 10th St., Lincoln. Neb.
44449-mto449t4
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Our spring styles of
shoes and Oxfords are in,
black and all, shades of
colors, We want your
trade and will give you
the best goods for your
money.
WEBSTER S ROGERS. 1043 0 STREET.
D. G. VAN DUyN,
-; COMMISSION MERCHiINT ;-
GRAIN
STOCKS and
30NDS.
ROVlSIONS,
2 AND 3 BROWNELL BLOCK, PHONE Y66.
Correspondent P. G. Logan.
Member Chicago Board of Trade and
New York Stock Exchange.
XJaiat new muiftmnl
HEBCHANTS' HOTEL
OMAHA, NEBR.
rAXTOV, XUUTT DATMXTOM,
Frvyitotors.
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MMMnUl trTlm. Fusta $ MM
fjif U iMgUtmi frofiU rtiafnf
A HHARAGTFR SKETCH.
"Watch out. Mr.
Archer, or 111 run
right into you."
"Hay thar. whats that?" growled the
old man turning "slowly and meeting
the front wheel of my bicycle.
"Me." I responded gramatlcally, pull
ing the wheel out of his way.
"It is me!"
"Vas. It is me is It? Wal?
"Eh? I laughed at him, "Oh, yes.
"Why. mama sent me up to see about
those rose bushes you promised her."
"Rose bushes! Rose bushes! Did she
say what kind?" He scratched the back
of his huge hand with a "large trowel
on which clung the dark moist soli.
"Great big red ones enormous," I
said.
"They were over here last year Jac-
somethlng was the name."
He moved slowly toward the .pot.
talking slowly to himself and cleaning
the trowel with his stumpy fore linger
As he dug the roses up he gave me
directions as to their planting. In a slow
precise manner, emphazizlng what he
said with nods of his head and occas-
lonally a wave of the trowel.
"An don't water 'em too much er
t'little, an be" keerful o' these spring
frost an cover em "
He rose slowly with a long deep
breath. holding the tiny rose bushes in
his hand, their roots carefully enclosed
in a -large clump of moist fresh-smelling
earth.
"Come in an' I'll roll 'em up," he said
with an "umph!" as he finally straight
ened his tall form.
I looked around the three tiny rooms
curiously all mussed to a startling de
gree as I followed the old man into the
"front room." His thick shoes "clump
ed" loudly on the bare floor as he cross
ed to one corner where a pile of rub
bish lay.
The little bay window in front was
filled with cacti of all kinds. There were
long ones, set high on a shelf with their
snake-like stems touching the floor;
fat broad ones with sharp little spikes
all around them; ridged ones, smooth
ones; some with long smooth stems;
some covered with long hair; some with
glorious red flowers, set in a nest of
needles: others with star-like
flowers, yellow and black and ill smell-
ing. nestled in between their thick
branches; many with a wholly different
cactus graf ed on t :ert: the whole
forming a thorny picture, indeed.,
By these, were palms of all descrlp-
tions and of all sizes, and on the other
side of the room bloomed the mosj gor
geous and flashy flowers.
Standing in the midst jat this con
fusion of plants, with the cacti for a back
ground, Mr. Archer was a fitting pict
ure for the frame.
His height Impressed one most, for he
was very tall, with his shoulders stoop
ed. He had a large face set in a mass
of whiskers his long gray beard reach
ing nearly to his waist. Above, his eyes,
one light blue and shifting and the other
a light brown, gave one an uncertain
feeling until he smiled then they al-
most closed, and his whole face beamed
down upon one like that of a genial
Saint Nicholas.
He always wore brown corduroy trow-
sers turned up to his shoe tops "An
I allays fergets t turn 'em down so
they make fine patches for things,"
he told my mother once.
A loose frock coat, generally of blue
denim, with a gray flannel shirt was the
rest of his costume, except for a light
fitting cap which he wore over a mass
of short gray curs.
He drew long whiffs from his old-
fasioned Dutch pipe and blew the smoke
carefully against a superb hibiscus,
covered withscarlet flowers which stood
, .
supreme in the middle of the room.
"Th' mites her been trubblin it fear-
ful they're gettln better nnouw," He
took the pipe slowly from his mouth
and motioned with It solemnly.
"They calnt." he pushed a tlower pot
In one corner with his foot. "They calnt
stand terbaccer smoke, will ye Jest put
yer linger on thet knot."
Then as he finished tying up the roses
"Hev ye noticed my tulips?"
"I didn't see them as I came In." I
answered. "Oh, yes," as he led the way
into the garden.
"Xaouw she" she was old Mrs. Arch-
er as eccentric in her way as he in hls-
"she saItl the''11 not bloom thls herc
sirlnp. but keer. keer did It-nn all the
result!" As toon's I git this all cleaned
ur
Ah yes as soon as he did! But "Old
Archer's garden" was a synonym for
untidiness.
It was a beautiful mass of foliage and
bloom in summer, but with no order or
system about it and In the spring and
autumn it was forlorn indeed with the
ln' cottage nestled In amongst its
scraggy bushes and tall vines,
"Vm much obliged. Mr. Archer." I
silId thls twIce- but the old man seemed
to have forgotten me. He was potter-
InS around, loosening up the dirt
around this plant and that and break-
InS dead leaves from the bushes.
"Goodbye, Mr. Archer," I shouted.
He waved his hand In dismissal with-
out turning.
"I told her," he muttered, reaching
high with his pipe 'and brushing off a
huge spider. "I told her spiders were
eatin' this vine."
HARRIET COOKE.
BARBS.
It's not the fault of the women's
clubs that one half the world don't
know how the other half lives.
No one knows how to change his poll
tics quite so quick as a mall carrier.
In time of political excitement, the
landslide from one part yto another is
always in some other town. And the
farther away the town the greater the
landslide.
"Woman loves above everything else
to gloat over- the inconstancy in wo
man. Boarding-house maxim One spoon
with six dishes is better than six spoons
with one dish.
..Tf the WQmen ran thisgovernment."
she sail1i dropping the morning paper,
.thls naUonai Jebt wouId be wiped out
even ,f the government had to borrow
the money to do it."
Every election brings out a lot of fel
lows who are going to leave their own
party, and vote the other ticket. You
-don't know them yourself, but you
know another fellow who knows them.
"A man," says an exchange, "who
shows more than five inches of his cuff
is no gentleman." And It should be
added that the woman who exhibits
more than five Inches of her stocking
in crossing the street is no lady.
The more one pays for his theater
ticket, the greater critic of the play he
becomes. The top gallery Is as enthus-
iastic as a negro revival meeting, while
the man in the orchestra chairs is a
sIab of marble.
Ten years ago.afternoon teas and
sewing circles. Today, woman's clubs
of all kinds. But its the same thing
within a block of either,
A man sJgns a pett!on to get rid of
the bearer. A woman signs It to see
her name before the pubHc.
, , ,
How quickly a little favor from the
. . , .. .....
rich engenders the aristocratic dn a
man.
Xo Herbert, It is all a mistake. Fat
girls are never the ones that want you
to teach them how to skate, dance, or
!"i,le a b,?"cte- Jhey p.rfer ,to stay at
home and practice on the piano or do
fancy work.
THE CYNIC.
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Actual time traveling.
31 hours to Salt Lake.
Gl hours to San Francisco.
03 hours to Portland.
77 hours to Los Angeles.
FROM
LINCOLN, NIB
City office, 1011 O street.
Free
AclAreiTtlisirig
Whit a lot of frqo nd
vertiaing the Burlington
must tcjeivo if it is true,
as 6OID0 people say that
"a pleased pjssenger is a
railroad's beet advertise
ment'" To all points east, west,
north and siuth, the Bur
lington has well equipped
and unparalleled service.
George 'W Bonnellt
THE OUT
ROUTE 10 THE SHTf
Come ond See Ua
. O. TOWKSEND, F. D. COKXSLL,
U. P. & T. Azt. C. P.& T. A
'A
S Louis. Ma 1201
WANTID 2&e
SALESMEN.
one
in
ach county to take orders for Nursery
.ock, and are willing to pay well for
Rood work. We agree to REPLACE
FREE anything that dies from natural
causes.
We also have a choice lin of SEED
POTATOES. Givousatrial.
THE HAWKS NURSERY COMPANY
Milwaukee. Wis.
fOJly
- acci7-
fWALC
Tbts book should be In the han!s of
every Nebraska farmer. It Unsafe
KuMetortehtpeeds and right meth
ods. The reliability of
Gregory's Seeds
1 are unquestioned. Dunne the han!
lime, luree loin or thee lamout
kN were distributed In Nebraska,
free of charge, anil hundreds of far
men had an opportunity to test tlir.r
quality when failure ment ruin.
Gregory's beed Catalogue it nt free
of charge to anyone In Nebraska.
J J. II. CKECOKY X SO.N.
Marfclchea1.3Ia
Wanted-An Idea
Who can this
of tome atmpla
thing to paten tf
Protect your Idea: ther may brio? you wealth.
Write JOHN WEDDEKUUR.S A CO- Patent Attor.
ceya. Washington. D. C for their 13 PrUa Oder
Lit list ot two hundred laTentloua w" M
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