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Morris tribune., 1889-08-28

An epidemic OF yellow fever in
Versailles is supposed to have arisen
from germs imported from South
America in the plumage of parrots.
Morris tribune., 1889-08-28

ShlIoh's Cure will Immediately re-
lieve Group, Whooping Cough and
Bronchitis. Sold by Fritz Bucken-
Morris tribune., 1889-08-28

VIM. G.. BICKNELL,
Attorney for Mortgage,
Morris, Mimi.
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1889-06-01

tain, and I proceeded to draw him out:
~Whst did your father and yourself
expect would be the outcome OF tnss
raid or movement ct Harpers Ferry
I asked.
@Well, not what is generally sup
posed" he replied. @We did not e1.
pect to iberate any great number OF
Slaves immediately, nor even rapidly
but, by means of the series OF rem
devious, and by various other methods
of assistance, we expected to open the
way for slaves in increasing numbers
to escape from their masters, and be
helped North. We expected that
many who had been brought to us
would secretly return and bring IN
others with the necessary food, and
thus we hoped not only to iberate
large numbers of slaves but to render
slavery uncertain and Improbable;
and we hoped also to arouse-yes, to
force to conclusions-the sentiment OF
the country, North and South.
Father had not much hope from
politics or parties; he believed that
political action could only follow pub
lie sentiment, and that public senti-
ment on the slavery question could be
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1889-06-01

come here ct night for anything vuu
wsnt; I win leave food for Jon & I'd
woodshed; help yourself to chioksns
and pigs; take . pail and milk ~
COWS If you want to; your resting plaoe
Is seldom or never reached except b3
crossing my farm; should any one stsrt
to go up that way, which is not likely
at this time of the year, I viii accom-.
pany them to shoot squirrels or some.
thing and will give you warning.
Three shots about minute apart win
be a signal to get out of the way. but
cone back here that night to see if It
is all right"
Thus befriended and directed thew
followed the loggers' road up to the
old camp, and there they slept and re-
cruited for several days, and then
moved on westward.
Finally they reached the coil coun-
try" near Titusville, Pa, where not
one of the thousands of strangers was
suspected of anything but of being at
tracted there by the oil excitement.
Here they scattered and obtained
work. Owen remained there till the
war DTOkc Oub, WuSu uS cuuSGcQ anu
served in the struggle against seces-
sion.
For many years, and until about
four years ago, he lived on Putin Bay
Island, and spen his winters in c. ing
for the summer resort of Jay Cooke
on the little island called "Gibralter,"
in Putin Bay. Here, during those
months which he spent all alone, he
learned from books to write short
hand; and, both for practice and for
study of "the word" he copied in
shorthand the entire Bible twice
through. Mrs. Thompson informed
me that he had a great quantity of
other shorthand MSS, but she did
not know what it was all about-"pos.
sibly "reminiscences"
He was not church member, but he
was a most earnest and practical
Christian. He remembered "those in
bonds as hound with them" her
negro, Indian, Chinaman, or the un-
fortunate drunkard, and he would
cheerfully sacrifice self for any of them
at any time. His love for freedom ex-
tended along the whole line, and
touched all subjects. He was neither
crank nor lobbyist; but he was 80
thoroughly honest, sincere, consistent,
conscientious and unselfish that it was
difficult for most men to understand
him-and hence they called him "pecu'
liar"
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1889-06-01

not look IN through the key-hOle and
see me as I lay there asleep and make
o S., 600 painting of me.
just then there was a slight rattle at
the door, such as you hear when o
chambermaid attacks it with a pass
key and comes in the room to sweep
holes in the carpet and fill your lungs
full of debris. I smiled to myself, for
my own key was in the door, and I said
softly, as 1 bathed my blushing fea-
lures in the pillow, sAha! ahal We
cannot enter now" But she continued
to rattle away with her key, and soon
saw, with horror, that my own was be-
ginning to lose its grip, and finally it
fell to the floor with loud report,
having been pushed out of the lock
from the other side.
I can scarcely describe the horror of
my situation. I thought of handing
my handkerchiefs and perfunsk. over
the trsnsom to her, anu oege1ns her,
if she had mother or any other rela-
tives in whom she had any confidence
whatever, to go away. I thought of
going to the door and telling her that
we had better go through life as
nearly as possible by separate routes,
and that I needed rest really more
than I did society, but I did not dare
to get out of bed for fear the door
would open, and I was wise, for it did
now burst open, as I had feared, and a
tall girl in the prime of life, with fash
ing eye and distended nostril, came
into the room. With wild shrek I
covered my head with the bed-clothes,
shuddering till my teeth, which were
in tumbler of water near by, chatter
ed together.
3Go away, you hateful thing" I said,
"and never, never come back again any
more"
"But I want to change them sheets, I"
she said.
go away" said again. even
your voice is hateful in my sight. Take
my beautiful Seth Thomas silver
watch, if you will, but, O! go away,
and heaven will reward you even bet
ter than that"
She then skunk from the room, but
it was long time before I could 60 to
sleep. Even then my dreams were
troubled and my mind filed with ap-
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1889-06-01

Ghoes The mountains hon CHRISTIANS
to Bergen, an unprecedented teat.
hitherto deemed impossible. A curious
incident occurred Just before starting
for Greenland. He had prepared sleep-
ing bags of undressed skin Tor sleeping
out in the snow, and concluded to
spend night with them by way Of ex-
pertinent. He craw1ed into one and
drew the mouth close, leaving only his
head exposed: and the Lapps engaged
Next morning DR.. Nansen awoke early,
feeling very cold, and to his surprise
found the neighboring bag deserted.
On looking round the corner he espied
the Lapps fast asleep in the snow, and
on rousing them they explained, I'VE
were so hot in the bag we came out
here, and have had q comfortable
night"
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prehension. I thought I was being
pursued by red-eyed unicorn with q
nayy-blue stomach and Chinese Ian
tern tied to his tail. tried to shake
him off, but I could not. He led me
down into the internal regions, and in
sisted on showing me the iron bridge
and the high school, and spoke of the
great progress of the place, and said
that they were likely to get new and
competing road in there this summer;
ana he showed me the library and
walked me out to the fair grounds and
down on the lake shore, SO that could
take a sulphur bath, and spoke of the
desirability of the climate for people
with bronchial affections, and wanted
me to speak of it in my letters to the
press, and said he would pay me well
for it.
just then heard knock on my
door. Twas so glad to have anybody
knock, instead of picking the lock,
that I asked, who's there?" A rich,
manly voice replied, me"
I was glad to hear the welcome voice
of one of my own sex, and so l undld
the door for the gentleman with great
alacrity. Just as I was bounding
lightly back toward my couch with q
merry laugh, the party strolled In to
the middle of the room bearing small
but rare collection of clammy, mucila-
ginous towels. She was heavy set
chambermaid with terror cotter hair
and bass voice.
lido not complain. I do not murmur.
I do not repine. But 1 say that
chambermaid ought not to do that way.
A chambermaid who has . bass voice
ought to seek out some other calling.
She may put Q guests suppers 50 far
under the bed that he cannot get them
without calling out the hook and lad
der company. She may weep over his
letters from his wife or drown her sor-
rows in his bay rum, but she ought not
to take Q bass voice into hotel and
expect to escape criticism.
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1889-06-01

~ CLARA II. HOWARD.

Tonight comes picture before ma.
A I sit In the Arelight glow,
Watching tho embers slowly dying
IT'S q scene from long ago.
It carries me back to my childhood,
The same childish fancies feel
A were conjured up by the freight,
And the hum Of the spinnins-wheel.
an back in the log-house kitchen,
With its FIRE place deep and wide,
The backlog blazing brightly,
Queer shadows on every side.
Great sparks fly up the chimney,
We children watching them go
Think they will fall again tomorrow,
Transformed into fakes Of snow.
There, in the warmest corner,
The sleepy old tabby cat sits,
With wary eye on the house dog
Where he dozes by starts and fits.
There, on the well swept hearthstones
My brothers are playing game,
Their merry faces lighted up
By the blazing fore-stick's flame.
Grandma. knitting there in the corner,
In snowy kerchief and cap,
Grandpa laying his pipe aside
To enjoy his evening nap.
Father is reading the paper,
His work for the day is done,
And all sis tasks were ended
With the setting Of the sun.
My sisters are carding the snowy wool
Into bats for mother to spin,
She draws the wheel to the freside
Her evening task 20 begin.
can see her form in the freight,
And the same drowsy fancies feel
As when watching her treading q measure
To the tune of the spinning wheel.
The wintry wind bowls in the chimney
And ratSles the oaken door,
Grandpa wakes from his doing,
To the fire adds log or two more.
What cared we for wintry weather?
And the least Of them al,
Proudly enthroned on grandmas lap.
Unwinding her big blue ball.
Thus pass the moments swiftly
Grandma has finished her sock
] hear her saying softly:
@'Tis nearly 0 O'Clock;
Time lille folk like you, were asleep,
Tucked snugly away in bed"
As she tender1y kisses my drowsy lids
And pillows my dropping head.
Tonight, by my lonely fireside,
/ dream Of the long ago,
Or my locks besprinkled with snow.
am back in the fire-ht kitchen;
The same childish fancies I feel
As when mothers feet, In the freight,
Kept time to the spinning wheel.
The drowsy old clock on the mantel
Is ticking the hours away;
The embers are slowly turning
To ashes, cold and gray.
Listening here to the wIntry blast,
SaS memories over me steal
OF that group, from the fireside vanished,
And the long silent spinning wheel.
HARVEY, Wis.
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would smell as sweet

would smell as sweet.
Some people have an idea that a
woman who is inclined to be literary
and is ambitious to become write-.
must necessarily neglect all household
duties and give her time and attention
exclusively to scribbling, and if not
absolutely necessary, it is the general
impression that she does so from choice,
that she has no interest in life that
does not center in the ink bottle.
OF course there are exceptions to
every rule, but generally speaking,
this is entirely mistaken idea.
Ny opinion is that one would fail to
find anything inspiring in an untidy
room.
Imagine ones self seated at desk
writing, perhaps, sketch on "Neat-
ness" or any other subject, in fact,
with the room unswept, the bed not
made and things scattered around pro-
miscuously.
Personally speaking, this would be
impossible.
If lady neglects her household du-
ties in order to devote her time to
writing, believe me, she would neglect
them Just the same if she had no tai
ent for writing.
The minutes and haf-hours must not
be wasted. We must remember that
the men and women who have made
their mark in the world are those who
have successfully conquered their own
inclinations to idleness, and have
worked steadily and perseveringly to
accomplish their end.
Time passes very rapidly when one
is busy preparing q manuscript. The
minutes lengthen into hours, and al
most before one is aware of it the day
is at an end.
Never feel discouraged because your
progress is slow, but work faithfully.
Put one idea on paper and another will
follow it, and still another, until you
have written page.
Several years ago came across few
lines in magazine that pleased me ex-
ceedingly. The authors name was not
given, but the sentence I have never
forgotten. It read as follows:
SThe more you draw from the we'll Of
thought the more clear and fruitful it
will be-"
This, I think, is worthy of repetition,
and all authors and would-be authors
will do well to commit it to memory.
One who writes and loves to write,
whose whole mind is, 80 to speak,
wrapped up in their theme, is never
lonely. They live in an imaginary
world and associate with imaginary peo-
pie, and find enjoyment in so doing
that it would be impossible for any one
but writer to understand and appre-
ciate.
If housekeeping, lady has very
little time to devote to this very pleas
ant occupation, but if boarding, her
time is generally her own, and taste
and talent for writing will help to pass
the time both pleasantly and profit
ably.
Unjust say I find my greatest enjoy
ment at my desk, although the chatter
of my little three-year-old is ofttimes
the cause of my 1osing-what might
have been, II fully developed-apaying
idea.
However, we should not conflne our
selves too closely to work and study,
but should remember that time spent
in taking needed rest is well spent,
and he who denies himself necessary
recreation because he is anxious to &C.
complish q certain amount OF work,
will find in the end that he has over
estimated his strength and that the
time has been worse than lost.-CM
cago Ledger.
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A BLUE STOCKING.
BY JEFF1E FoRBusH-HANAFoRD.

HE woman who
|@wields the pen"
and has o PEN
chant for writing
is called a BLUE
Stocking.
! Why this very
peculiar title was
chosen is a mys-.
terry to me, for
the term does not
seem in the least
q non nous
one. However,
we will not linger
over the. name,
for we know it Is
of little conse-
quence; remem-
bering, as we do,
the little quota
ton, "A rose by
any other name
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1889-06-01


College, in the Chicago Inter Ocean,
I boarded for some time with his sis
ter, Mrs. Henry Thompson, who was
then lining at Las Cacitas, charming
little plateau on the mountain side,
about six miles from Pasadena, and
only few rods from the house occupied
by Owen Brown and his brother, Jason.
Being SO near these interesting and no.
torious men, made it convenient to
be much in their company. Twas anx-
ious to study their character and hab-
its, and also to learn from themselves
certain inside facts about their partici-
patton in the Kansas troubles, and more
especially some of the details of Owens
experiences in escaping from Harper's
Ferry.
The first time I met Owen he had
Just returned from stalking claim" on
the very summit of the Sierra Madre
range, at point directly back of Las
Cacitas, and 5000 feet above the sea-
leaned that he and Jason intended
to make the ascent again soon, for the
purpose of planting various seeds and
cuttings to test the producing power of
that altitude. A young clergyman
named Fisher, from St. Paul, Mimi,
was also boarding at the Thompsons',
and We two were accorded the priv
lege of accompanying the Browns on
their second trip.
Standing by the door of their modest
home, I asked, "How far is it from here
to the spot you have selected ?" about
two miles as the crow flies, he replied,
~but not less than five miles as we
must travel; and, to reach it, Will re-
quire effort enough to take you at least
twenty miles on an ordinary trail. I
suspect that you and Fisher will hardly
be able to make it in one day; but
when you get tired we can camp for
the night on the mountain side, and
next morning we can finish the as
cent"
A few mornings later, about 7:30
o'clock, our little caravan set out for
the mountain top. Each of us carried
on his back q bundle variously made
up Of blankets, provisions, drinking
water, hatchets, seeds, etc.
Contrary to our expectation when we
started, Fisher and myself were able
to pull through" in one day, and the
setting san saw us on the top of the
mountain now known as Browns
Peak" Charming spot! Delightful
viewl Sixty miles of seacoast and surf
separating the ocean from . magnid-
cent panorama of hill, valley, cities,
hamlets, orange groves, orchards, vine
yards, and wild flowers to the south
west of us, and confused medley Of
mountain peaks, ravines, forests, and
shimmering cascades to the northeast
of us. Such scenery filed Owen
Browns soul. He loved it tenderly
and deeply. On such q spot he wanted
to live and die and be buried.
Supper over, we lowered about the
campfire till late hour, talking Of
many things-but mostly of slavery,
John Brown, Harper's Ferry, the war,
and the emancipation. Owen Brown
falt ct home and happy on that noun
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1889-06-01
StyIe IN m Accent.

PadelfOrd, You must know, 10 now
strongly accented on the second sylfa-
BILE, but it is stated that before fortune
smiled so fondly on the Padelfords the
second syllable received the accent.
About the time the change In accent
and fortune occurred the family doctor
rode up to the Padelford residence and
inquired for Mr.. PGdelford.
aMr. PadeYord is within"
sOhr and the good doctors disdain
was exhibited in the following speech:
sTve known John Padelford ever SINCE
I stood over his itteu crade1 bed,
watched him strsdel brooms playing
1t horse, and seen him make mud pud-
dell cakes, for which his mother pad
delled him, but I never thought him On
addellhead. Be 20 good - to carry
my saddeH bags up to the house ct
once."-Nesc York Sun.
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1889-06-01
"A Snow Shoe Fest.

DR.. hansen has performed the unique
feat Of crossing Greenland on snow
shoes. He is now ice-bound on the
Greenlan& coast, and many are wait
ina eagerly to hear the tale which few
expected he would survive to tell. We
may have to wait until early summer
for . recital of his adventures. DR..
Nansen Is an experienced explorer.
Two winters ago, accompanied only by
his faithful dog, he crossed On SNOW
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1889-06-01

OWEN BROWN,
son of John Brown,
the hero of Bleed
ing Kansas" and of
Harper's F cry,
died at Pasadena,
Cal, not long ago,
aged Ga years. He
was the third, in
order, of j o h n
B 70 W ms twenty
children. He died
as he had always
lived, a single and
a singular man.
Three years ago,
writes Prof. L. B.
Cnorru Of Corlofon
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1889-06-01

A 11RM Of great genius has offered
the British government an immense
sum for the use of the national postage
stamp for advertising purposes. Ine
advertisement Is to be printed ON t1e
back Of the stamp before the gum =
put on, 20 that the purchaser OF every
stamp must see the announcement b.
fore he moistens the gum. This i N
Australian idea.
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1889-06-01

HAD . very trying
experience in . Mich
igan hotel. It was
painful, but not fatal.
p had been travelling
AL the night before,
and fatigue and brain
flag were together
fighting for my exist
|ence. I got a room
when I arrived and
retired to seek much
needed rest. I had
just retired, in fact,
having carefully lock-
led the door and left
the key in the lock,
that the curious could
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1889-06-01
OWEN ANDJASONBROWN
RECOLLECTIO NS OF A VISIT TO THEIR
CALIFORNIA HOME.

Climbing to the Summit Of the Sierra
Madre to Stake q Claim-Interesting
"reminiscences Of the Harper's Ferry
Raid.
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Not the GrOwler.

Black-It can't be possible that you
go into saloon with q vessel to pur.
chase beer, White?
White-Who said I did?
Brown said so. He told me he
had seen you going into q saloon with
. pitcher.
W.-Oh, he saw me going in with .
baseball pitcher. Boston Courier.
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1889-06-01

A NEW theater to cost nearly q, 600.
600 Is to be built on the Champ Il
Man, St Petersburg.
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1889-06-01

A rHoUsAND-P0UND mAnAtee (seA
cow was eaptured near Jupiter, F2A-s
last week.
The Arkansaw traveler., 1889-05-04
CHAPTER XIV.

The letter was from Henry Osbury. It was dated at the old farm, and, stirring were my emotions upon reading the date line that 1 had to put the letter aside Miss Hatton, accommodating even in her thoughfulness conducted Stark into another room, and, quieted upon being left alone, l read as follows:
 "MY DEAR Boy: I brought your letter out home'yesterday evening, and to-day, having been unanimously elected secretary of the family Ienter upon the discharge of pleasant duty Your let ter must have been an aimlCss wanderer before reaching us-must have been half drowned with some reckless boy who rides the mail and, judg- ing from the condition of its overcoat do not think that it escaped 8 railway accident. Indeed am tempted to believe that it is a struggling sur vivor of stage-coach robbery. It is unnecessary for me to say that we were delighted to hear from you, for you must know that you have endeared yourself to us all l have never known my father to be so impressed with any one and mother, am constantly reminded, has taken you into the beau- tlful sanctuary of noble affection. What an unsefsh life she has lived how devoted she has ever been to the giving of comfort to other people, Even Uncle Buck, who thinks that the world, once great machine, is & worthless toy, holds you up in high esteem declares that you are the only young man who ever understood him, and that your opinion is worth more than the judg- ment of latter day statesman. Luzelle has your letter now, reading it, and I think that she must have read 1t half dCZ en times. She finds delight in the description of the family of your landlord.
 "Now, shall proceed to give you 8 piece of he"s' Anree uays aIIer me ngnt In EmryVllle (l suppose you remember the occasion) Jim Britsides collected his scattered forces and attacked the Savelys at place known as the old Sterling camp ground. Both parties were drunk, and, thus blinded to that discretion which we are told is the better part of valor, the encounter was simply butchery. Very few of the combataDts escaped. The fight was resumed in Emry vile the next morn- ing, but it soon came to end, for Jim Britsides ana Boyd Savey were the only survivors By this time the officers interfered but too lae for Savey nnOh ha hear and han loI in escaping. So, of the two families, Boyd alone remains alive. It was the most desperate feud war known Gas the newspapers say) to the history of this county.
 authorities that you innocent of the charge of stirring up the strfe that you acted in and, we are all assured that you may, without mo- lestation resume your residence in Shelcut county Our people, though furious when in storm, have, when in calm, the gentleness of children and the