Thomas County cat., 1889-11-21

scs, wipe bis fingers on his whiskers and
write an editorial entitled, I'VE Have Come
To Stay" He remained in Omaha and
Council Bluffs. until one day he saw man
enter the store wearing a new high silk hat.
The next morning Mr.. johnson sold out his
varied interests and went to Salt Lake City,
where he became the head of several more
families.
His wonderful versatility in matters OF
business was obtained by driving bob
tail car on FOrty-second street, New York.
while quite young. during which time ne
had to drive q skittish horse, make change
with his teeth, whip the newsbOys OF the
rear platform and shovel snow off the track
at the same time. Mr. Bryon Reed has the
Arrow complete with the exception of No. 8.
Mr.. Pattison was the editor. He wac
also successful obstretrIcian and under
taker, which frequently gave him scoop
over his rivals in Chicago. His ''Saluta-
tery," as Mr.. N. c. Barrow, the able asso-
ciate editor of the Boomerang, used to say,
starts out as follows:
"Well, strangers, friends, patrons and
the good people generally, wherever in the
wide world your lot may be cast and in
whatever cline this Arrow may reach you,
here we are upon Nebraska soil, seated
upon the stump of an ancient oak which
serves for an editorial chair and the top of
our badly abused beaver for table, we pro-
pose editing the Arrow" He then took an
other drink
Pattison was of romantic mold and was
married under large tree during heavy
thunderstorm do not know why he did
this.
He wrote some real touchful things, one
of which was called "a Night.ln Our Sane
tum." 1t went on to state that there was
more Joy in one moment of the glad, free,
unfettered life in the p'airie than thou
sand years in the bosom of civilization,
wearing suspenders and putting dinner of
till after dark. He loved to commune with
nature and chew maroon plug tobacco. He
scOrned the roar and hustle Of crowded
cities like Dubuque, and yearned to nestle
In the wild wood and listen to the chip
munk's honest bark. He turned up his nose
at New York and the other settlements,
and wanted to just lie back in the lap of
Nature and live on her relatives
But now how changed! Where once the
loud cry of the contending warriors. the
ever-warring clans of the Sioux and the
Omaha Glove the air, well-dressed men be-
tween the acts come in and Glove the air.
Where once there were 10 luxuries what
ever now we ride on an electric train
which does the rapid transit from one cx-
treme of Council Bluffs to the further ex-
tremity of Omaha Where once was heard
the hiss of the arrow as it sped on its way
into the middle of white man who was
looking the other way, now all is changed.
Where there were once no residences, to
say nothing of hotels, l visited town in
interior Nebraska last week where they
had a good hotel with matches in the office.
''What do you want it fors' asked the Land
lord, when sa | l wanted match l said
l had just chopped some wood and wanted
to start a fire in my room if he would let
me have u match that he was not using.
Then he took key out of his pocket, blew
a grain of wheat out of it, and looking at me
with keen. searching glance, opened
drawer in his desk and got me blue head.
ed match.
Omaha has some good hotels, but good
cooking is the last thing to penetrate into
a new country and especially at hotels.
The first theatrical entertainment ever
given in Omaha wa, in 1850 at the old Hern-