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THE COURIER.
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GANOUNG'S I H iV R M A. C
1400 O STJRKJS'X.
Successor -to H. O. Hanna.
First Pub. June 8, 1901 5.
SHERIFF SALE
Notice is hereby given. That by virtue of an
execution issued bv the clerk of the district
court of the Third judicial district of Nebras
ka, within and for Lancaster county, in an ac
tion wherein Isaac (,'nhn is plaintiff, and Frank
E. Itomandorf defendant. I will, at 2 o'clock P.
M., on the 16th day of July, A. D. 1901, at the
east door of the court house, in the city of
Lincoln, Lancaster county, Nebraska, offer for
sale at public auction the following described
lands and tenements to-wit:
Beginning on the west line of section eight
een (IS), in township tent 10 1, range seven (7).
east of the 6th P.M. at a point nine hundred
and forty-eight and five-tenths (918 5-10 1 feet
south of the northwest corner of said section ,
thence east at right angles to the west line of
said section fourteen hundred and seven (HOT)
feet to a point: thence south two hundred and
eighty-live 285 1 feet to the north line of the
county road; thence south westerlv along the
north line of said county road eighty-tire 185)
feet; thence west thirteen hundred and forty
tire 1 1315) feet to the west line of said section,
thence north along the west line of said section
three hundred and thirty ( 330 feet to t he place
of beginning. Containing ten acres more or less,
exclusire of right of wav of the Fremont, Elk
hom and Missouri Valley Kailway Company
" across said tract; and also on the undirided one
half Interest in two houses situated on the a
oore described tract, also including all the ma
chinery in the mill building on said above de
scribed tract.
Given under my hand this 8th day of June.
A D. 1901. Z. S, RltANSON,
Sheriff.
A GHOST AT SEA.
First Pub. July 61.
Notice of Sale of Real Estate.
Notice is hereby given that we. the under
signed, will at 10 o'clock A.M. on the 3d day of
August, 1901, at the east front door of the Lan
caster county courthouse, Lincoln. Nebraska,
sell as an entiretv at public auction, to the
highest bidder, for cash, the following described
real property or the estate of Albert E. Touza
Hn, deceased, situate In the countv of Lancas
ter. stat of Nebraska, to-wit. the n. ', of lot
14, and lots 15. 16. IT and 18 in block 5. Lots 16.
IT and 18 in block 6. Lot 7 in block 8. all in
Hillsdale, as addition to the city of Lincoln, as
sun-eyed, platted and recorded. Also lots I, 2,
3. , 5, 6. 9, 10, 13. 1 1. 15 and 16 in block 1. Lots
10, 1 1 and 12 in block 3; all of block 5, being lots
from l to 18, inclusive. All of block 7, being
lots from 1 to 16, Inclusive. All of block 9. being
lots from 1 to 12. Inclusive, in Second Hillsdale,
an addition to the city of Lincoln, as surveyed,
platted and recorded. This property-was offered
for sale on the 25th day of June, 1901, but It was
found lest to postpone the sale,
EuwabI) C, Pekkixs and
Chaki.es S. Maurice.
Executors of the will of
Albert E. Touzalin, deceased.
"They're a queer set of sperruts that
frequents the seas and they do some
mighty queer things, as any sailorman
.' knows," said Captain Bill Kinsman as
he cut a pipeful off a plug and proceed
ed to roll it between his horny palms.
"But the queerest spook I ever see was
one that put itself out of business for
sixty odd years by making a mistake.
"It happened when I was a young
mac on a voyage from Maracaibo to
Liverpool, on the bark lngomar, with a
cargo of mahogany. A chap by the
name of Teague was the captain, and
the sickest-looking skipper he was
that ever let a ship's crew do as it
pleased. He was a powerful big-boned
man, but gaunt as a wolf, with his
clothes hanging loose all over him and
his eyes burning away back at the end
of two sort o' caverns.
"Instead of taking bis rest like a
Christian, he set up on the taffrail, in
his watch and out of it, fair weather or
foul, sleeping sometimes but most while
looking out over the sea like a man in a
trance. 'Bout once a day he'd come
down for a bite to eat and a look at the
first mate's figgers and then back he'd
go with never a word out of them.
"It didn't take many days out of port
before they begin to whisper among the
crew. What was it, we wanted to know,
that'd make a man like Teague shrink
away from bis clothes and shun decent
men's neighborhood? What was it his
burning eyeballs saw out there in the
black water?
"Mates," says Bob Wicks, who'd lost
one of bis eyes on a man-o'-war, "I know
the signs. It's blood spots he sees out
there blood spots of his own making
and there's no good goin' to come of
them as travels with him.'
"I dotj't know jest what the crew'd a
done if it hadn't happened that Ben's
remarks come to the ears of the first
mate. Soon's they did the mate comes
thumping into the fo'c'sle and lays Ben
out with a smash under the ear.
" 'Now, ye swine,' he says, turning to
the rest of us, 'is they any of you ever
had guts enough to love a woman? Two
years ago they was a fellow about to
get the likeliest gal in Portland, Me.,
for a wife. She quarreled with him a
week before the wedding, about nothing,
as women will, and up and married a
dub that was worth no good woman's
thoughts. Well, the chap that got left
is him that's sitting up there on the
taffrail. Ye dirty snakes, that's what
love does some times to a man. Now,
if they's any of you wants a broken
head let me hear another yelp about
blood spots.'
"After that nobody felt called upon
to give his opinions of the captain. I
reckon the crew was more sorry for him
than anything else, though Ben Wicks
shook his head and did a heap of mum
bling under his breath. And we cer
tainly began to have a queer voyage.
Wo was on a nor'-nor'east tack and we
had a purty fair breeze most of the
time, but somehow that ship seemed to
make mighty little headway. The sea
was a sort of dirty oil color and it seemed
to sort of ketch hold of us and stick on.
It was like sailing through molasses.
" 'It's coming soon,' says Ben Wicks,
one dog watch, when the first mate was
out of hearing.
"That same night it comes up to rain
on the captain's watch and he sent me
down after his oilskins. Foot of the
companionway I looked into the cabin
and there at the captain's table, as I'm
a living man, sat a little brown-haird
woman writing. Everybody aboard
knew they was no woman on the lngo
mar and hadn't been. I took one look,
and then made for the quarter-deck.
" 'Where's them skins?' says Teague.
" 'If you please, sir,' 1 says, 'they's a
lady at the cabin table writing.'
"Teague looked at me for full a half
minute and his eyes was like them of a
man that's gone blind. Then be spoke
kind of soft.
" 'What kind of a looking woman was
it? says he.
" 'She was a little plump woman,' I
says, 'with brown hair that was brushed
back '
"Teague's face became white as a
corpse's and he held up his hand.
" 'That'll do,' says he. 'Go down and
ask the lady to kindly step up!'
"I wasn't hankering after that cabin
jest then, but it was better than
Teague's voice Before I got to tho foot
of the companionway I see she was gone,
I went over to where she'd been setting
and there on the table was a sheet of
paper and on it in a woman's writing
was the three words, 'Steer due south.'
I grabbed the paper and went hack on
deck. As I came up it seemed as
though Teague's eyes grabbed hold of
me.
" 'The lady's gone, sir,' I says, 'but
this here paper was on the cabin table.'
"I don't know how he got the paper.
I didn't hand it to him. He jest had it.
Then there come a sound like a herd of
bulls bellowing and it was Teague call
ing to the man at the wheel.
" 'Hard starboard,' says Teague, and
around she swung.
' 'Keep her due south,' 6ays Teague,
'and mind your eye.'
"That minute the breeze shifted fair
and began to freshen and inside of two
hours we was jumping along at ten
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