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About The courier. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1894-1903 | View Entire Issue (July 10, 1897)
Miss Helen Welch leaves next week
for a trip through fhee YcIhwFtono in
company with Mr. and Sirs. W. J.
Numerous piciic parties were held
Jul 5 at EnsigL'a farm, Lincoln Turk,
Cushman, and tho stale faim.
Chancellor MacLenn is in attendance
Bt the National Teachers' association at
A party of high school young people
picnicked at the Crete Chautauqua
Monday. They were met there by a
parly from the Beatrice high school.
Mies Ethel Bigcell gave a birthdny
party on Thuisday evening to thirty of
berfiiends. The rarty went trolleying
out to Union Collego ard back again to a
lunch which tbo unjaded appetites of
the young people did full justice to.
STORIES IN PASSING.
She bustled into a South Seventeenth
car at the depot and cat down near the
door, an old leather grip by her side and
a hat-box on her lap.
''Let bio out at Euclid avenue" sbo
raid in a timid agitated voice to the can
ductor on the rear platform, and ho
She said nothing as tho car traveled
down O street and out past the high
t chool and tho state house, and turned
"You won't forgjt to put me off at
Euclid avenue," she then said anxiously,
but the conductor was as deaf a3 an
"Isn't this Euclid?" she ventured as
be car made the littlo twist in the street
at A. The conductor nailed her with a
cold and masterly eye, and she shrank
back behind the band box and looked
nervously out tho window.
"Surely this is Euclid," came from the
woman appealingly as the car stopped a
moment, and the half arose, but they
were moving and with a frightened
look, she sank down again.
The car sped on a block and then the
sphinx on the rear platform spoke.
"Euclid avenue!" he shouted. There
was a stop. Then the little bell up
front tinkled twice, the car rac:d don
the distance, and a woman with leather
worn grip and hat-box stood bewildered
in the center of the 6treet, uncertain
whether Ehe should turn to the east or
west of Seventeenth on Euclid avenue.
If there is one place in all tho world
where a civilian is a fool to glory in his
horsemanship, it is at an army post
where acavalry troop U stationed. But
Dr. Cojgle of Coggleville, Maryland,
did not know this, or if ho did, showed
his indiscretion by entirely ignoring the
fact. It took one good, long hard ride
to convince the doctor of this. And
here is the story of that ride:
The doctor had como out to Fort
Robinson from the eait a young man of
about thirty, who sang well, played a
steady hand at cards, and won his 6htre
at billiards, so he soon grow into favor
of all tho officers and their families.
But the doctor above all else prided
himself in his horsemanship and there
ha made his big inietike. He was, to
tell the truth, a good mount and could
handle easily any horse that came into
that post. But almost every man at the
station could do that and more tco. The
lieutenants listooo i civilly to the doc
tor's talk over his ability and smiled to
themselves in a knowing way. Acd so
things ran on all that spring and into
In July, two compinies of the Ninth
were ordered to Fort As-inaboine,Wyom-ing.
Now.Fort Assinaboine is something
like three hundred miles from Fort
Robinson, and as the transfer was to be
made with all possible speed, it meant a
long, hard ride, night and day, through
the kottest, dry est, dreariest part of the
old American desert And by com means
Dr. Coggle, of Ccgijleville, Maryland, was
persuaded to accompany the trcop.
They set out at four in tho afternoon,
and by midnight had made sixty miles
whore they rested. At four in the
morning they pushed on and all that
day.and by night were into Wyoming and
half the distance Jo Fort Assinaboine.
The stretch was beginning to tell on the
doctor, but he bore up manfully. Then
thoy struck difficulty. The streams in
those parts had run dry. So all that
second night they rode on toward rome
tanks that were known to have been
placed in tho hills, but in the morning
these were reached and found empty.
And still a hundred miles of white, hot
sandy deeert lay beforo them. Horses
and men were half dead, but there was
litllo complaint from the troops. The
liquor bottles had been emptied long be
fore and left behind. At noon that day
they came to a little bunch of shriveled
trees and hero the doctor got off, his
fa.o white and drawn, his tmgue lolling
from his half-open mouth, his eyes
blood shot and glacsy. He rolled to the
grass and declared that he could and
would go no farther he would die fitst.
The major rode back acd looked at
the drooping figure silently. Then ho
whipped out a revolver and aimed it at
"Get on that horse!" ho commanded
gruffly, and the doctor crawled up and
on to the saddle. They tied his feet to
gether under the animal, and half dead,
faint and pile, doubled up far over the
horse's neck, ho rodo those last fifty
miles into tho fort. When they took
him down he was raving and it was Sep
tember before he could ride abroad
again. But he never glories in his
horsemanship now, though si ace" then
he has made man) a longer and harder
ride than those three hundred mile
from Fort Robinson to Fort Assinaboine.
Early one morning, ju3t as the streets
was beginning to awaken, a man and a
child sat on tin steps of a pawn-broker's
shop down by the depot. The man's
faded brown trousers were frayed about
the heels with much walking. Ho had
no coat, his dirty shirt was open at the
neck, and his hat was almost shapeless.
On his chin was a week's stubble, and
his hands were big and brown and sun
burned. Above bis eye-brows and about
his nostrils, and on all his person was
the dust of the railroad ties.
The man hair leaned against the shop
door, hi3 head hanging over to ono sido
awkwardly, like to a man whose neck is
broken by a sharp olow on the back.
His mouth was open aud the morning
flies ran back and forth across tho lip3
and over his face. But he did not 6tir
for such t hinge.
At his feet slept the child, ono arm
about his knee confidingly, tho man's
big hand on her little shoulder. Her
toes peeped from the coarce worn shoe
and her naked back stared out from
the dress she wore. And like tho other
she was brown and sun-burned and
covered with the dust of tho railroad
ties, and like him, tho too slept tho
sleep of the dead.
A dog camo by, nosed at tho pair and
ran on up the bricks, a swallow twit
tered on tho cornice overhead and a
6traw fell upon the child's face. An ice
wagon rumbled past, an early street car
with clanging bell slid down the little
hill to tho depot, and a locomotive whis
tled shrilly at tho Tar end of the yards
but the two slept on. A window abovo
them opened and a man with scowling
eyes looked out. Then tho window
closed and tho door below was opened
"Get out!" and tho man with scowling
eyes and he kicked heavily at the figure
The brown, sun-burned man arose
slowly from the pavement, where he had
fallen, rubbed bis eyes awake and then
rubbed his back. Then without a
word he took up the still eleeping child
IS - W
For Men, Boys and Oloilclren.
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together too high for this season of the j'ear,
being-close to $20,000 worth in all, which we pro
pose to unload in the next thirty days.
Who have helped us in our steady growth; you
who have assisted in making- ours the greatest of
all outlets. You who have bT your extensive
patronage furnished us with the necessary
grit to maintain the best clothing institution in
the West shall as a fitting" climax now share
most liberally in this final, glorious clearance.
Buy for the present! Buy for the future! Goods
will ncver'be as cheap again.
V l a
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in his armp, and wearily walked down
the street to the tracks and on and out
into tho face of tho rising tun that sil
vered tho rails which stretched away
endlessly into tho distance.
There were two boys of twelve and
fourteen dressed in crash suits and
straw hatB, who had gone down to the
Crete Chautauqua to spend tho Fourth.
Thoy had evidently tirod of the place
and were then sitting in tho shade of
the water tank near th depot shooting
fire-crackers in a weary way. A man
came by and the older ono hailed him.
"Say, mister, when's that train going
back to Lincoln?"
"There'sone in about half anhour
twelve thirty but you're going back
rather early in the day."
"None to early for us" was the answer
from one of tho boys, "?ap sent us down
here to have a good time but it's all a
darn fake. I'd just like to know what
pap's idea of having a good time is any
way." "Got here at nine" put in tho older
boy, "and it didn't take fifteen minutes
to seethe whole show. D'ye you think
we want to see scenery and hear a man
preach to a lot of women and Sunday
school teachers on the fourth of July?
You just bet not. And they havn't a
band nor a balloon nor a cannon nor a
"Not even a merry go-round," said tho
Nor bicycle races."
"Nor a base-ball game."
"I wish that train would hurry up
and come and we'll have time to go out
to the park and see the games anyway."
And as the man moved away he heard
tho smaller boy say, "I don't take much
stock in pap's fu a what a he must
have been if he spent hiB fourth at a
thing like this down here."
H. G. SHEDD.
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