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Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-02-17

gTrueT said the little man, and for lack
~ an orchard he planted q vegetable
81 -den. He dug and weeded morning af-
Ter morning. and wiped his brow ostenta-
:iously, so that his wife would say:
rDo take little rest, my dear, or you
will certainly kill YOURSELF"
While the fine weather lasted the worthy
people made excursions ON the river, adj
nFred the sunsets, and talked of the good
healthy air. But when the autumn rains
:srne how dismal they were Mrs. Chip.
4 thorough cockney, regretted her old
nome, and remembered with a pang her
isily shopping.
She sat by the window and contemplate
ID the dreary prospect; the rain fell in
straight lines, the creeper drooped from
The wall, and the dead leaves lay in damp
sticky masses on the little path. And a
short way of was the omnibus station.
with the well known names Of London
streets painted on their haring sides. Each
time that one Of these omnibuses started
On its return she followed it with longing
eyes. like .. convict at New South Wales
watches the vessel that sets sail for Eng
land, made the Journey in her imagination.
knew Just where il would stop, and
through which gay streets it would heavi-
ly roll along.
Under these circumstances Mr.. Chipp
became uncomfortable He had no one 20
listen to bis long stories. no new listener
TO the history of the accident, like that
If the Duke Of Marlborough" Conse-
quentiy the poor man reproached his
wife.
"Your daughter has exiled us! Your
daughter is ashamed of u.s.
For. in his indignation. the angry man
threw the whole responsibility Of this un-
natural heartless daughter upon his wife.
The poor woman was only happy when she
sew him start of into town to narrate his
troubles to DE Lacy.
This illustrious man, in turn had his
own grievances. He had meant TO play
an important part in the new household,
10 organize entertainments. and 10 occupy
! s!fe rcst in fart, of general adviser. In
stead OF that, Sylvia received him very
coolly, and Florence gave him no more in
vitations to the Vine; nevertheless, the
actor did not complain too openly and
when he met his old friend, overwhelmed
him with Aattery, for he meant to make use
Of him.
Tired at last Of expecting the intelligent
manager, De Lacy had conceived the ex-
travagant idea of taking theatre and be-
coming a manager himself. He looked 10
Florence for the necessary funds. Just at
this time he had found small theatre
that was in the market in consequence OF
the failure Of the last lessee. De Lacy
spoke Of it 80 William Florence, at first
indifierently.
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To be oOntinued.l
THE MULE WAS STUBBORN.
Asd His Old Coiored Master Knew 10
Very Well.

About mile from Calera, Ala, we
came to a place where the railroad
track crossed the public highway and
stuck on the track was mule hitched
10 rickety old wagon loaded with
wood. SAYS the Detroit Free Press.
The front wheels had stopped at the
rail and the mule was fair across the
metals. He stood there with his head
down and his ears lazily working, and
!ying on the grass near by was an old
negro man, smoking pipe.
"What's the matter?" | asked, as we
drew up.
"Dat mewl has dun gigged back, 4" he
replied.
do you Dean he won't pull his load
over the track?'
"Zactly, sah-'zactly. He kin do it
IL he wants ter, but he just won't.
He's de obstinatest critter in dis hull
stait."
One of our party got down and took
the animal by the bit and tried TO start
him up, but he hung back until he al
most sat down.
at hain't no use tryin'," said the
owner, as he came forward. Hes
one of dem breed of nevis who gifts
sot once in awhile an when dat hit
strikes him he's bound to stay right
dar.s
But il you don't get him off he'll
be struck by train"
Cant help it, sab. He's been want
in TO see dat train for long time an
now rzc gwne to let him."
We were going 10 seize the wagon
and boost the whole outfit over, but
the colonel said il the owner didn't
care it was no funeral of ours. We
heard train coming and got back out
of the way. The negro waved his
hand and shouted 10 the mule:
Peel dat eye Of yo's now an see
dem kivered kyars. Yo'se dun bin
crazy ter git nigh dat bullgine an see
il it was alive. an yo'll soon know all
bout it,"
1t was a heavy freight train coming
on down grade. The engineer footed
rs he rounded the curve. but the mule
never raised his head. Instead OF try.
ing 10 stop more steam was put on,
aud next moment that mule went
twenty feet high, while it rained wagon
wheels and pine knots over the town.
ship. As the train passed on we found
the mule in the bushes thirty feet
from the track. He was all there, but
dead as door nail. The negro came
slowly up, took long look and then
shook his list at the dead animal and
said.
II dun tole yo' dat bulgiue was
alive. but yo' wouldn't believe il. !
hopes yo' feel better now. Yo' has
went an got yo'self killed oil, tie wagon
busted uD an left me to 90 TO de poor
house. an mebbe lie next mewl gifts
will hev some sense in he's head"
Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-02-17

is no more. Your trousers may not
have creases in them like cheese knife
or may not have been constructed by
past master in sartorial aestheticism,
but IL they are not sustained at the
proper poise by one OF the multifarious
revelations which the chappies pro-
nounce worshipful your claim to be
called man of fashion will rest upon
foundation OF sand
One of the very newest agonies in
braces is the style known as the crochet
weave. II is of pnre silk and the fabric
is woven 20 resemble the hand -crocheted
pattern which every beau few years
ago received from his best girl as q
New Years gift. The woven article is
stouter and more compact than the
hand made affair.
A pair of crochet weave braces will
stand YOU about 500. The buckles and
cast-oifs must be of solid gold or silver
and the ends Of kids in colors to- match.
A monogram of crest in gold reiief.and
all that. adds dreadfully to the price.
II YOU have gems inserted in the gold
buckle don't grumble IL the bill should
he $3.50.
The crochet weave suspender, as in
deed do all of the reigning favOritcs,
comes in solid color. lieliotrope is the
favored hue. but others are of Nile
green. sage, Quaker blue, tobacco
brown, old rose. baby blue, or navy
blue.
Black is not fashionable, because it
has ceased to be novel. An exception
is brace On a solid.inky- black ground,
with skull and crossbones worked an
front in white silk embroidery. The
effect is hideous. but medical students
like it, especially those in Western
medical colleges.
The embroidered suspender has not
grown passe. but has been transformed
and idealized. The heavy splashes of
red and brown are worn only by rural
swains. Ti,s exquisite effects now in
vogue repr ssent sprays of hyacinths,
1ihes of the valley, violets, chrysanthe
NUNS and other fashionable flowers.
A pretty design is a Chinese lDy, in
wrought upon hcliotrope or paie-blue
groundwork OF silk. The yellow
chrysanthemum, worked upon dark.
brown web, is also a favorite
Emoru aery should be done by hanc
and for that reason braces are suitable
gifts for a young lady TO make to her
betrothcd or to her male relatives. Oc-
casionally an unusually skillful EN-.
broiderer works her portraitor .that OF
her lover upon the silken web.
The favorite design for the sporting
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PaIn.Ensluring Animals.

The manner in which animals and
birds endure pain should awaken the
sympathy OF ali thinking people.
Horses ia battle furnish striking cx-
ample Of this power OF endurance.
After the first singing pain Is felt
ilscy make no sound, hut bear it with
mute wondering endurance. and when
in the silence Of the night groan
comes from tho battlefield il is because
of loneliness the craving for human
,0mpanionship which Is so necessary
10 once domesticated animals.
A dog win go for days with broken
leg without complaint, but the plead
ing, wistful look would attract atten-
.ion from any one not totally blind to
oil sensibilily.
A cat. wounded by stick or stone,
or caught in some trap from which it
has either crawled or pulled its way.
will crawl to some quiet oui-of-the-
way place and endure silently agony
which We could not endure.
Cattle will meet tho thrust OF the
butchers knife without II sound. The
wild dove with the shot from the hunt
er's gun burning in its tender flesh
will fiy to some high boush or lay
upon the ground aud die. and no sound
will be heard save the dripping of
blood upon the leaves.
The stricken deer will speed to some
thick wood and there ill pitiful SUBJ
mission await the end. .
The eagle stricken In high air will
struggle 10 the last. but there will DO
no sound Of pain, and the proud. de-
liant look will not leave tho eyes until
the lids close over them and shut out
Tho sunlight they loved so we'll. ~ T.
Herald.
Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-02-17
Mlsht I Could.

wisbt could go back little while n b.
a boy agin,
A-ierkin a. the minnrls with littl'
crooked pin.
" hear the frogs a-gruntin' as ! git 'cn
on the jump.
N ME skeered wusser'n they was whei
they hi; the water pump.
Wishi could 90 leafn', crost the medd"I
smeiiin' sweet,
~ feel the sassy daisies at cklin' o. my
feet,
All the while a-noddin' n a-smilin up
me
WisLt could 90 back n be like ustcr be.
Wisht | C uld go t'morrer n find 'em al
the same
As they was The day lef' & make n big
ger name;
N see dear old motber-always skeery-
at the gate,
Like she uster wait fer me wht never
was late.
Wisht could look in heaven n see her
there tday.
~ git tender smi G o. love, like when
wen away;
feel like it ud help me TO battle hero
with sin
Wisht could 90 back little while n be
boy agin.
-FuASK L. STANTON.
Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-02-17
oARkY's MARITAL EXPERIENCES.
She Tried Four Husbands with but Poor
Success


A southern lady of an inquiring
turn of mind asked her old colored
nanny whether she considered mar
riage n failure.
"Well. chile" replied Lucy, assum-
ing u judicial air, "dat depends on de
kline of man you gifts. has had 'spe-
rience with fo' husbands and i tells
you. Honey, dey amt no countin' on
de meu-folks. In co'tin' times dey is
sweet and sof' as de bes' m'lases; but
come time you's mawried, lake es not
dey'll correc' You wild de flatiron.
MY fust was peart, laikely young
buck, mighty souple in de Jints Wen
dey was dancin' 10 de quarters. but
wuk-times he plum crippled up wild de
rheumatic or some oder miz'ry. Wen
sho' hisself dat he warn't playin' pos
sum. Cato was de mex one. He was
de masterfullest. oudaciousest critter,
dey warn't no foolishness bout him.
He cud wuk in lie day an dance all lie
night au' wen he drored de bow cross
de fiddle he cud mex dc boys an gals
dance de night fro or set 'em wailin'
an moanin' with de mo'nin tunes. But
Lord! Mstis! he was dat jailous dat
he spec me to he def an dumb an blin'
To all de worl' but hisself; dat's hue
come de disagreemen's with lie baptis'
preacher. Cato done got kill, cause
de preacher was de quickes' with him
razZer.
Den mawrie de preacher an l
neber sorry but onc't, an dat was fus',
las an all de time. TO see dat man
a-stan'in' up in de chu'ch. a-trompin'
up an down de rost'um. his hans out
stretch. dc tears a-droppin' f'om his
eyes, his voice a-wailin' an de words
a-fallin' f'om his mouf lake honey
fom de honeycomb. you'd 'tinS he
raidy fo' his hebenly crown. But no
lay away de sweetness with his sto'
clothes an do pickannnys'd heap
ruther dat dc debble cotch 'cm dan
der paw. Bimeby he cotch de feber.
an c'lar 10 goodness. mistis. dat de
preachers fune'al was de joyfulles' oc-
casion since we'uns' mawridge."
"Well. Lucy" said her mistress, Il
should not have thought you would
marry again"
Laws. Honey. dere was two rea-
sons. Fust, had done got in de habit
Oh ben' married, and mex, seein' de
was had ben bosscd by the fust
tree. it sholy seemed lake it come
time fur me TO do some bossin' my
own self, SO lay low t'well come
across dc quietes'. meekes' niggah in
de kcntry an married him. dry So.
aud fcw minutes later Lucy could
have been heard assuring her long
suffering fourth that he was the
onariest, wuthlessest niggah on DC
face of de livin' worr."
Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-02-17
MRS. GRANTS PLANS.
She Has DsoIdsd tn Make Her Hone -
California Hereafter.

The purchase by Mr.. u. s. Grant,
Jr., OF an extensive property in San
Diego, Cal, and the announcement
that his mother will henceforth make
her home in that city, are steps In the
fnlfllnent Of plan which has long
been cherished by the family OF the
great soldier. Mrs. Grant has always
professed n peculiar fondness for Cali
fornia. for its superb climate, reposeful
atmosphere and its generous, un-
studied hospitality. This feeling has
grown stronger with the advance of
years. and now that one of her sons has
established himself in that State she il
enabled 10 realize hope which she has
cherished for years by arranging to
spend the rest OF her days on the slope
of the Pacific.
The residence property which young
MIR. Grant has just purchased is one of
the finest in San Diego. 1t consists of
tract OF ten or twelve acres, lying
upon gentle slope in the most desir-
able part Of the city, surrounded by a
splendid growth of sub-tropical trees,
including an abundance of oranges,
lines, lemons aud pomcgranates. The
place Is ia splendid condition and is re-
garded as the finest property in that
part OF the State. The house, which
Us of brick and granite, is large and
,roomy. and ranks among the hand
soonest residences in California. having
cost in its erection upward of 800, 600.
Here Mr.. u. s. Grant. Jr.. will reside.
and with him his mother will make her
home.
Thousands Of Americans. men and
women, who have looked forward with
eager anticipation to the publication
OF Mrs. Grants memoirs, Ia the pre-.
parntion of which she has been engaged
for the last two or three years. will he
disappointed to learn that she has,
temporarily at least, abandoned the
idea of publishing her work. TO q
lady who called upon her when she
came TO New York few weeks ago
with her daughter, Mrs. Sarloris, jus,
prior to the latter's return to England,
Mrs. Grant said:-
Really, / cannot say when my book
will be published. or whether it will
ever be published at all. Six months
ago had almost concluded 10 place II
in publishers hands this summer or
fall, bat have recousidered that plan
and am now entirely undecided. The
work is practically completed, little or
nothing remaining to be added to it,
but when think OF submitting it to
the world and Of all the criticism, con-
troversy and Misunderstanding which
"a :. 4. n A d.
from the final task OF publication.
am not sure that the world cares to
hear what have TO say. So much has
been written, and we'll written, about
the times, persons and events with
which my work would largely have to
deal, that perhaps my book would fail
TO interest my countrymen. AT all
events, shall not send il forth just al
present. After while-perhaps. Ger
tainlv not now.
Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-02-17
CHAPTER VIII.

Ever since his marriage William Flor
ence had given up going to the Vine
His wife had no objection to a Club but
sirs was not pleased with the idea Of hii
eyending his evenings over pipes and
beer with De Lacy and Job Denman, hl
cashier. Consequently he rarely went
and this was great innovation upon hin
old habits, and therefore something OF
sacrifice te him.
The Vine was q quiet, old-fashioned, al
most rustic inn. not far from the manu-.
factory, that was frequented by few O.
his neighbors, and the bright little bar.
parlor had been reserved for Florence anc
knot of his friends hard upon twenty
years. He always sat in one particular
seat, in one particular corner, and. while
slowly slipping his ale, he listened wNh ex.
empiary patience, to the interminable dis
cussions OF De Lacy and old Chipp.
When Florence left the Vine. some Of
the other frequenters dropped of Also
Old Chipp had an excellent reason for 50
doing, as he now resided too far distant
for thanks to his children's generosity, he
had at last realized the dream OF hi
whole life.
.when am rich," he had always said
II will have little house of my own just
out of London. and garden that shall
take care of myself II will be better foi
my health; the life here in town is too ex'
citing"
Well. he had his house and his garden
but, after all he was not made happy by
them. II was at Hammersmith that he
resided, in semi-detached cottage with
creeper on one side. Next to him was
another house precisely similar occupied
by the cashier, job Denman. and his sis
ter. TO Mrs. Chipp these neighbors wer
invaluable. When the good woman was
tired of herself. she took her knitting and
enlivened the old maid with anecdotes o.
past splendors. Unfortunately her hus-
band did not appreciate these resources.
At first all went well. 1t was midsum-
mer. and Mrs. Chipp was very busy ar.
ranging the house. Every nail led TO end.
less conferences. In the garden il was
the same thing. He wanted the turf to b.
always green, and insisted on an orchard
my DEAR" said his wife, syou forget
-aat time IL necessary for that"
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A DOUBLE TREACHERY.
ADAPTED sY L n

"You, at least" she said, .night re-
main. since all the rest Of the world shun
mew
SO the poor fellow, miserable and ner-
vous, stood glued TO the window, feeling
very much IKE q person who dare not
move during y thunderstorm lest he
should attract the lightning upon his own
defenseless head.
n chair and finally pulled the bell vio-
lently.
ASK Tom If no one has called TO see me
to-day
As the servant turned to obey her, Mrs.
Florence continued to her husband:
.'Tom is so stupid, and 80 hateful, that
he has probably told people that am
out"
But no; Tom said that no one had been.
Silence and CONSERVATION fell on the in
mates of the pretty, fower-scented room.
Sylvia followed her husbands example,
and took up a position at another window.
Both looked down on the garden, dimly
seen through the gathering twilight. job
Denman's lamp was already lighted. and
his long shadow wavered on the ceiling OF
the counting house.
Suddenly brOugham drove up to the
door; from it emerged mass Of lace and
velvet. Jet and furs and Sylvia recognized
one Of Annie's most fashionable friends. A
visitor at last! So the little household fell
into position. The gentleman leaned idly
upon the mantle-piece, and the lady in her
low chair carelessly turned over the
leaves Of u new book
The attitudes were thrown away; the
visit was not for Sylvia; the lady's call
was for the floor below!
All If Mrs. George could but have
heard the denunciation Of herself and
her friend!
At this moment the door was thrown
open. and Miss Denman was announced
This man was the cashiers maiden sister
a sweet and gentle old lady. who came AS
matter Of duty to pay visit TO the wife
Of her brothers employer. and who was
overwhelmed with the warmth Of the wei
come she received. Sylvia was most
gracious, happy TO show herself in her
glory to former acquaintance. She
talked and laughed gsily. that Mrs. George
might know that she had visitors. And,
when the old lady went away. Sylvia ac-
companied her TO the head Of the stairs,
with a great rlstling Of founces and a
sharp click OF high-heeled shoes. and
called out loudly that she was always at
home on Fridays.
II was now night. In the next room
the table was being laid for dinner. Mrs.
Speed evidently was not coming, and Syl-
via was white with indignation.
ave are too insignificant for your idol to
visit" she said; "but i will revenge my
self somehow"
As she raised her voice angrily. her in
tonation lost its refinement and betrayed
Miss Pixleys apprentice.
"Who can tell what the reason may be y
murmured Florence. Perhaps the child
is ILL.,"
She turned fercely upon him.
1T is all your FAULT" che cried; .you
have taught all your friends to neglect
and insult me-
And the door of her bedroom was shut
with such violence that the crystal globes
ratified. and all the trifes Of the whatnot
danced about. Poor Florence. left alone
in the middle of the drawing-room. con-
templated his patent-leather boots and
black coat. with disgust, and murmured.
mechanically:
"My wife's AT Home
Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-02-17
Nearing the Grave.

In old age inflrmities and weeakn ess
hasten to close the gap between us and
the grave. Happily scientific research
and pharmacal skill have allied them
selves in furnishing ~ rcl!aD!" means
of ameliorating the ailments incident 10
declining years. and OF renewing wanin ?
physical energy. Its name is H0stetter >
stomach Bittcr>. "A widely comprehensive
remedy in disease. and an incstimIOle
bl ssing to the elderly. the feeble and the
conyalcscent Rheumatic ailments. trou-
blc with the kidneys and lumbago are
among the more common ailments ot the
aged. These are effectualIy cOunteracted
by the Bitters which is likewise preven-
tipn ard curative OF ualarial complaints,
dyspepsia, constipation and biliousness.
IL IN highly. promotIve of appetite, sleel
and the acquisition OF vigor.
Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-02-17

A coast gun built ty Krapp. wher
being tested at the Meppcn proving
grounds recently. threw the projcctik
65.6l6 feet, or nearly thirteen miles
the gun having an elevation of A de
grees. The projectilo weighed 47s
pounds. the charge OF powder 25:
pounds. giving an initial velocity o
2.099 feet. IL Is estimated tina. the
projectile reached an altitude of 2l..
a56 feet and its night occupied 20:
seconds.
Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-02-17
He Was Business.

Tho piano organist had put his
whole soul into his performance. A
small coin was thrown him, aud he ac-
ceptcd 1t with bow and smile. Then
m expression Of doubt swept over HE
face. and he advanced to within speak
Ing distance.
AExcuse me-" he said, .but you tell
me one ling. II you pills."
"What Is iL?"
-You sec. you new customer OF mine.
Wish you TO tell me II you pay for
nuther tune, or for me 10 10 way
WushingtoH Star.
Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-02-17

This remarkable yield was reported
by Frank Close, Minnesota, on two
acres of Marvel Spring Wheat. Speak.
ing Of this wheat, this new sort takes
the cake. 1t is the greatest cropping
spring wheat in the world. Farmers
who tried it the Iast season bel eve
seventy-fve TO one hundred bushels
can be grown from one acre, and are
going to get this yield for o.. Al
such yield wheat pays at 3oc bushel.
Salzer is the largest grower of vegeta-
BILE and farm seed in the word.
u Nou wiI Cut This Uu; and Sand II
with &c postage TO the John a. Salzer
Seed Co., La Crosse, Wis, you will get
free their mammoth catalogue and "a
package OF abo,e spring wheat. G.
Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-02-17
The kanaka Queen.

Will the Queen Of the Sandwich Islands
again sit on her throne? This is one OF the
foremost questions In the public mind II
may depend entirely upon herself for an
swer. as a writer says she is almost help
less cripple from lumbago. The intelli-
genoe ought 10 be conveyed to her in a dip
lomatic way. that there is no remedy on
earth surer cure for it than ST Jacobs
OIL. Us 1t is also a specific for sciatica. So
prevalent In the tropics. She can easily
verify this statement by the use of the
remedy.
Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-02-17

Mrs. Mulhooly-Th' papers do be al
ways talllin' about cigarette smokin'.
Phwy is cigarettes so bad fur tn healt?
Mr.. Mulhooly (after meditative
puff at his pipe)-There amt enough
terbacky in 'em.