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again, which will be several years, as ho
id dow arranging to piny an oxtendod
tour along tho coast, commencing about
Juno let. lie hus never toured along
tho coast, although he has boon ofTored
the beet inducementB. Ilia engage
moot opens at tho Funko Monday night,
on which occasion tbo usual ladies' free
ticket will bo given with each paid 30
cont ticket. Seats now on sale. Prices
10c, 20c and 30c.
Continued from page 5.
sho writes: "I had a manuscript sonnet
sent to me las1, autumn by person or
persons unknown 'To E. B. B., on her
departure from England to Piea j ' Can
you fancy that melodious piece of gos
sipping? Then a lady of this city, fa
mous. 1 believe, for haberdashery, used
to address all her poems to me which
really was original, for she would write
tWe or six 'poems' in an evening and
sweeo them up and send them to mo
once in a fortnight, upon faith, hope,
and charity, seaweed and moonshine,
corn laws, and tho immortality of the
aoul, and take me for her standing muse
properly tbou'd and thee'd all through
What a good vengonce it would be upon
upon your unjuBt charges if I set you to
read a volumn or two of those 'poems'
which all went into the fire, so jou need
not be frightened.
"And today I bar. a rose tree sent to
me by somebody who has laid close
siege to me this lona while, and whom I
have escaped hitherto, but who has en
camped, she says, till 'July' in 10 Wim
pole street She writes, too, on her card.
'When are you going to Itily ?'
"You, I suppose, being a man, are
different, ana perhaps you make people
afraid and keep them off. They do not
thrupt their hands through the bars
where the lion is, bb they do with the
giraffe. Once I had this proposition,
'If we mayn't come in, will you Btand up
at the window that we may eee? '
One day a friendship died:
No wrong was done;
It simp'y ceased to be
Beneath the sun.
Two bent above the grave,
With idle tears,
And slowly went apart
In doubt and fears.
One day a friendsnip new
To one was born;
That ancient grief became
A thing outworn.
Say what we will, the child
Upon the breast
Consoles us for the one
In dreamless rest.
Ida Ahlborn Weeks in April Century.
With the single exception of Bis
marck's Autobiography, the greatest
success ever achieved by any publics
tion in Germany, was a pamphlet by
Professor Quidde, entitled "Caligula."
This pamphlet bad, however, from a
publisher's point of view, everything in
its favor. Itb very title savored of the
sonaation and the German reading pub.
lie know beforehand that "Caligula"
wub in reality a comparison of the insane
Roman empire with the present Kaiser.
Put on sale ut the extremely low price
of ton cents it tot k the pamphlet eigh
teen mouthB to sell 500,000 copies.
To know how far, comparatively
speaking, tho sale of Bismarck exceeds
that of "Calgula," it is only necessary to
know that 318,000 copies of the former
bad been ordoreJ before the book was
published. The fact, too, that the price
of the Iron Chancellor's autobiography
was twenty marks, or nearly fifty times
tho cost of "Caligula," makes the com
parison all tho more striking. When a
German parts with twenty marks he
wants a run for his money, and also
must kno all there is to know about a
book before he buys it. It !b self evi
dent then that the German people have
accepted Bismarck's story as the only
true and adequate expression of the
Iron Chancellor and his influence on
European history. It is interesting
also to note its reception in other coun
tries. Tho rights in the United States
were secured by Harper and Brothers,
and the book throughout America is
considered the most valuable contribu
tion to European history that has been
made for many a day. In England it
has also had a sale commensurate with
its importance. Another fact of special
interest about this book is that although
it was published on November 20, it has
already appealed in five different lan
guages. France did not express much
approbation o'er the autobiograp'iy of
Prince Bismarck. It contained too
many references to Sedan, to Gravelotte,
and to the Biege of Paiis for her tender
sensibilities. Russian sensibilities have
proved still more teader, and the im
perial pre3B censor has refused Russian
booksellers permission to place the work
on sale. There are many subjects which
Bismarck treats with a plain-spokenneBS
that is most painful to the delicately
organized ear of the Russian; for in
stance, Bismarck speaks of the murder
of Czar Paul; the Russians speak of it
always as the "sudden demise." On
the 24th of last month the work ap
peared in an Italian translation, and, it
is said, is having a very fair sale in
Rome, Florence and Naplee.
It is indeed unfortunate that the Iron
Chancellor did not live to enjoy the suc
cess of his book. It is a euro sign that
throughout hiB misfortunes, throughout
the bitter years of his old age, his people
still deiieved in him. It i9 to Bismarck's
credid that bis autobiography is neither
pettish nor pessimistic, aad it is safe to
say that the best monument to bis
memory will be half a million of his
kosk in as many German homes, and
as many more copies scattered through
out the world. A man who has such a
monument need care but little what
marble mausoleums are raised above his
ashes, or in what sarcophagus he sleeps.
Our illustration shows the sarcophagus
of Princo Bismarck, which lately arrived
at Friednchsrub, and which has been
placed in the newly built mausoleum
It is made of pink marble from the de
signs of Herr Schurbach, nf Hanover,
and is in the strictly Roman style. Its
dimonsiouB are 10 feet long, 5 feet broad,
and 51 j inches high.
The Union Pucitic has made the Great
ly Reduced Rate of $25.00 to Portland
and other Puget Sound points, also to
Helena and Montana points, Salt Lake
City and Utah points.
For tickets and full information call
on E, B. Slosson,
"Satan sponds most of his time on
earth doesn't he, papa?"
"Yee, my son, that is hie punishment."
AN EASTER SKETCH.
WILLIAM REKD DUNKOV
It was Easter morn. The sun tloodod
the sky with gold. There was glory in
the air and the church bells rang out in
jubilant tones. It seemed that the
world was goiug to church that morn
ing. The great brass doors of the
cathedral swung to and fro and haughty
and humblo passed into and knelt on tbo
marble floors in attitude of worship.
The high altar was ablaze with white
lilies. They were shining in every cor
ner. Their gleaming cups ciught tho
ruby wine ot the sunshine bb it filtered
through tho colored windows and there
was a glory in the room liko tbit of old
when angels bad been in the temple.
The rare perfume of tho flowers, the
heavy scent ot the incense, the whisper
ed prayers and above all the glory nf the
organ and the eound ot sweet voices in
triumph over a rieen Christ, the phout
of victory over the grave.
The tall tower of the church outside
cast a long, dark shadow like a finger
pointing to a hut. Grim and forbid
ding was the place. The mark ot
poverty was on the door, and above it
waB the inscription, "Abandon all hope
yo who enter here." Within the door
was darknesB and despair. On a bed of
rags a woman lay in her last agony.
There was not a ray of the glorious nun
light. Theie was not one white lily to
.shed a little fragrance in the heavy,
chill air. There was no sound of song
or word of prayar. She only heard the
runble of the wagons over the pave
ment and the intermingled jangle of the
church bells. And thus, (.taring straight
up at the dkcolored walls, the woman
And it was Easter morn.
We have the new stock for
1899. No job lots.
Our men have reputations.
Do you want your work done
nice. Do you want your house
painted good? If so we are
J. W. MITCHELL CO.
1338 O Street. Telephone 237.
"I tell you what Meekly, you don't
know bow to manage your wife."
"Yes I do too."
"Then why don't you do it?"
"Because she won't let mo."
Kind friend What are you crying
about, my little man?
Bobbie Mother whipped me.
"I don't know. I'm afraid to ask her
until she cools down."
And nervous ailments are as curable as
other diseases. I treat nothing else.
J. reon.a.Exci.t9 AX.
Office 1427 O Sr., Lincoln, Neur.
First publication April 1. 4
In tho District Court of Lancaster County, No-
Susan A. Ray, 1
vs. I Notice to Non-Rosldont
John P. Main. Clara r Defendants.
H. Main and Edward
John 8. Main, Clara S Main and Edward
Russoll. defendant)), will take notico that on
tho 18th day of March, 1899, Susan A. Ray,
plaintiff horoin, tiled hor petit ion in tho dis
trict court nf Lnncastcr C unty, Nebraska,
against said defendants, tho object and prayer
of which is to forecloso n certain mortunao o:co
cutod by tho defendants. John S. Main and
Clara S. Main, to tho Castlo Land Company,upnn
nil of block sixteen (10) in . TV. WriKht' Addi
tion to Hothany Hollito, Loncastor County,
nndHtatoof Nebraska, to socuro the ixymcut
of a rortnin promissory note dated January
S'Jnd, 1894, for the sum of $100.00, duo and pay
able throo years from date thereof, tn-wlt: Jan
uary 22nd,1897, witli interost at tho rato of 8 por
cent. 'Unit thorn is now dun upon said noto
and mortKauo tho sum of $100.00, for which sum
with intorest from January SKud, 1691, plnintilT
prays for a decree that defendants bo required
to pay thosamo or tho said premises may bo
sold to satisfy tho atnonit found to bo duo; and
that defendant Edward Russoll purchased said
property subject to said mortROKO and that tho
riKiit, Htlo, intorest and estatoof said tulward
Russoll in and to said premisos bo declared in
ferior ami subject to tho lien of said mortgage
ou nro required to answer said pothion on or
boforo tho 1st day of May, 1899.
Dated March 30. .899.
Susan A. Ray.
n . , .. , Plaintiff.
Ry Charles O. W'hodon and Charles E. Magonu,
To the Pacific coast than by
any other line. "The Over
land Limited" carries the
g-ohernment fast mail.
Only 60 hours to San Fran
cisco. 58 hours to Portland
from Missouri river.
For time tables, folders, illustrated books
pamphlets descriptive of the territory tra
versed, call on E. B. Slosson, General Agent.
Waiter Haven't you forgotten some
Quest That't so; my wife gave me a
letter to mail. Thanks.
Wife-Gracious! Wo can't recognize
hor! She has no family. Nothing but
Husband-Yes, and if I am not mis
takon we owo hor husband for groceries.
MissPaesay (fatally ill)-Doctor is it
true that marriages are made in heaven!
Doctor Yes, I beliove so.
"Then I don't caro how soon 1 die."
"What do you think of tho submarino
"I think it's out of Bight."
jtvV hW Hnl UJQ Ifer adb
A Bargain In Sightseeing;.
"What did you give that stranger
money fur?", said Aunt Eliza as she
and Uncle Hiram waited In tho station
after getting off the train from Hay
ville. "That's all right, Liza," sold Uncle
Hiram triumphantly. "That's a nice
feller. I give him 2, and he's goln' to
fix It so wo can go out nnd hco tho sky- v
scrapers without extra charge." Chi 7
cago Record. '
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