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Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
P1TH AND POINT.

Teacher-"What became of the chill
dren OF Agamemnon?" Pupil latter
mature deliberation)-"I think THEY'RE
dead by this time. e."-Harlem Life.
A Good One.-'Is your new travelling
man enterprising?' "Enterprisine? :?
That man could sell carved ivorv
card case to an elephant. Chicago
Record.
when er man gifts de reputation O.
bein' able to exuhcise patience" said
Uncle Eben, "follzs gin'rally dom let
i'm run much resk of is gettin' outer
practice. ."-Washington Star.
The following is brief letter re-
ceived lately by a reverend gentle.
man from friend in Ireland: "Dear
-: Silence is golden; you are mint.
Yours, etc. ."-Glasgow Evening Times.
''That's the famous Mrs. Goitte
Strong. Do you know how she made
her name?" ''By her novels, I sup,
pose." "Oh, no. By marrying Mr..
Goitte Strong. Her maiden name was
Smith. h.''-Pick-Me-Up.
'But isn't a game of golf rather tire-
some? You have to cover a good deal
of ground" "Yes; but one doesn't
mind that-his mind is so taken up
with trying to think of the dialect.'' -
Boston Transcript.
Domestic Needs: Husband -"Any-
thing you want down town to-day, my
dear? Shall I order some more of that
self-rising four?'' Wife-''We have
plenty left; but wish you would stop
at an intelligence office and order me
a self-rising servant girl.''-N. Y.
Weekly.
''1s it true that your husband is so
very absent-minded, Mrs. Newly ?'
"Perfectly. We've been married six
months, and many an evening at II he
gets up and takes me by the hand, tells
me what delightful time he has had,
and would leave if I did not remind
him" n."-Tit-Bits.
Explaining It.-Mrs. Chugwater-
"Why do the papers keep talking about
'coaling stations in the West Indies {?
What do they need of coal? Cuba is in
a warm climate, isn't it?" Mr.. Chug-
water-"Don't you know anything at
all? Coaling stations are necessary be-
cause warships have to travel about
sometimes, and it takes coal to feed the
fires that heat the boilers that supply
the steam that moves the engines that
cause the propellers to revolve in the
water and urge the ships along. Un-
derstand now?" Mrs. Chugwater (still
unconvinced)-"Why don't they use
natural gas ?''-Chicago Tribune.
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
He HATED TO LIE.
A Negro Pioneer Who Rose Superior
to H1A Praiudlca

William Thomas is negro whose remark
able aim in life is to, under all circumstances,
tell only the truth. William was Indicted
by the next to the last grand jury for grand
larceny, and he was brought from jail this
morning to be arraigned. Thomas has what
is termed 'tough case" SO he agreed with
the prosecutor to plead guilty and receive
the minimum sentence-two years in the
:stand up, Thomas,'' said Judge wofford
are you guilty or not guilty?"
<.- Judge" answered the man, with sigh.
II 90 hate to tell lie, but guess TN have
Oh, you hate to tell lie, do YOU? 7
ne is innocent. You'll stand trial.
,. This was exactly what Williams attorney
"Your honor" he said, 'this man is not
accustomed a to court ways. He did not mean
That's right, Judge. I never was in
S9%rs court before and don't think quite got
You may not understand much law" re-
torted the. court, "but you know whether
you went into that store and stole those
.r|Qh, yes, sir, done that
1.-Two years. kansas City Star.
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
CHAPTER XVII.
"PIECES OF EIGHT"


Owing to the cant of the vessel the
masts hung far out over the water, and
from my perch on the cross-trees l
had nothing below me but the sur
face of the bay. Hands, who was not
so far up, was, in consequence, nearer
to the ship, and fell between me and
the Salwarks. He rose once to the
surface in lather of foam and blood
and then sunk again for good. As the
water settled I could see him lying
huddled together on the clean, bright
sand in the shadow of the vessels
sides. A fish or two whipped past his
body. Sometimes, by the quivering Of
the water, he appeared to move little,
as if he were trying to rise. But he
was dead enough, for. all that, being
both shot and drowned, and was food
for fish in the very place where he had
designed my slaughter. !,...... --
was no sooner certain of this than
I began to feel sick, faint and terri
fled. The hot blood was running over
my back and chest, The dirk, where it
had pinned my shoulder to the mast,
seemed to burn like a. hot iron; vet
il was not SO much these real suffer-
.ings thai distressed me, for these, it
seemed to me, ! could bear without q
.n,urmur: it was the horror had upon
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
SHE REMOVED HER BONNET.
Unused to City Ways, But She Appre-
ciated the HumOr.


It was during one of the most severe snow.
storms which Chicago has experienced this
winter, and the umbrella which a little bit
OF woman was carrying in front of her
face. standard-bearer fashion, came into
clinging contact with the smart bonnet
which was balanced on the head of the
comely Irishwoman who was making her
way, burdened with heavy valise, in the
opposite direction.
"Tourist! In town for the day only!"
might have been posted upon her, so un1nis-
takably did she belong to this class Of vis-
itors; second glance betrayed the fact that
she was undoubtedly crossing the city from
one depot to another.
When the umbrella caught in her bonnet,
which was anchored to position by it's velvet
strings alone, the bonnet was worsted in
the struggle. The little woman sailed on
victoriously, hardly stopping for the con-
ventional word of apology, and the out-of-
town! woman was left lamenting, her bonnet
hanging around her neck by the strings and
the thickly falling snow powdering her
glossy black hair. But not for long did she
lament.
||Sure," she said, merrily, as she lowered
her, great satchel to convenient doorstep
and prepared to right her ill-treated head
gear again, @Oi've been hearing for some
tonne that they made ther women take off
their bunnits in public places in Chicago
put !, Ci niyer supposed they did; it fer them
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
AN EASY ONE.
NOT the Way Husbands Laugh Wher
with Their Wives


with Their Wives.
A woman of fashion in checked dress
and a great dahia-colored velvet hat, ac-
companied by a man in modish garments.
was we tripping along Fifth avenue. She was
chatting with. marked animation, and he
was laughing fatteringly. The attention Of
couple. Npp'
:, Behind the pair CHANGED to walk lassie-
the one yet living at home with mamma
an ana an older woman, a friend of mamma.
The !assie, spied the mondaine in checks and
dahl, dahlia velvet on ahead and pucEered her G
brow, saying: "Oh, know that woman
have seen her; often at Newport-she is
dI ddIEeadffqlly .riGh-ncw l remember, she is
The friend of mamma was interested. She
asked: ~''oo 0i'e
"And is the attentive man with Mrs
Blankly her husband?'' o.
The lassie shrugged her shoulders and
acorned the very idea. "''o
"Ridiculous," she replied. *You dear. old
fashioned thing, don't you know that
wo%en,s won M, 4,1 husbands never, laugh in that
vives."-N. Y. Press. 'A'eA1
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
She Wanted All the Days.

There is always bountiful crop of stories
concerning the doings Of congressional WON.
son of the year. Most of the tales are
apochryphal, but this one is perfectly true,
for the stationer himself told me about it.
The woman is the wife of member from
somewhere in the west, and she had never
been in Washington till fortnight ago.
She went to stationer's to order visiting
cards.
"What day do you wish engraved on
them?" asked the clerk.
"Oh," answered Mrs Congressman, "I've
got to have several days. l can't make all
my calls in one day. Engrave me some cards
for Monday calls, and some for Tuesday,
and-well, it's going to be expensive, but T
guess I've got to do it, Make me some for
every day in the week except Sunday
Washington Post.
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
THE MOUNTAIN STREAM.

I rise exultant from the mountains crown,
Leaping, sparkling,
Through dark and rocky courses rushing
down,
Shining, darkling,
! throw my spray to kiss the ferns and
daisies
And keep them green;
The harebell and the lily sing my praises
And DER me lean.
I tarry not within the shady dingle
To rest and sleep,
But with the rugged rocks rudely mingle
And rush and leap,
The precipice invites me to it's border
But cannot keep,
spring impetuous from each would-be
Warder
And downward sweep.
I bear along the pebbles and the grasses
In merry play,
And many a bowlder in the narrow passes
turn astray;
Curvetting, dancing to my music springing,
I haste along,
Far down the hillside all my treasure
ninging
OF happy song.
-Edlah G. Hawkes., in Springfield (Mass.)
Republican.
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17


trees into that still green water, beside
the body of the cockswain.
clung with both hands till my nails
ached, and I shut my eyes as if to
cover up the peril. Gradually my mind
came back again, my pulse quieted
down to more natural time, and [
was once more in possession of myself.
It was my first thought to pluck
forth the dirk; but either it stuck too
hard or my nerve failed me, and 1 de-
sisted with a violent shudder. Oddly
enough that very shudder did the busi-
ness. The knife, in fact, had come the
nearest in the world to missing me
altogether; it held me by mere pinch
Of skin, and this the shudder tore away
The blood ran down the faster, to be
sure; but was my own master again
and only tackled to the mast by my
coat and shirt.
These last I broke through with a
sudden jerk and then regained the deck
by the starboard shrouds. For moth
ing in the world would have again VEN
tured, shaken as I was, upon the over
hanging port shrouds, from which Is
rael had so lately fallen.
I went below and did what I could
for my wound; it panied me great
deal and still bled freely; but it was
neither deep nor dangerous, nor did il
greatly gall me when used my arm.
Then [ looked around me, and as the
ship was now, in a sense, my own, I
began to think of clearing it from it's
last passenger-the dead man, O'Brien.
He had pitched, as have said, against
the bulwarks, where he lay like some
horrible, ungainly sort of puppet; life
size, indeed, but how different from
life's color or life's comeliness! In that
position I could easily have my way
with him, and as the habit of tragical
adventures had worn off almost all my
terror for the dead, took him by the
waist as if he had been a sack of bran
and, with one good heave, tumbled him
overheard. He went in with a sounding
plunge, the red cap came off and re-
mained floating on the surface, and as
soon as the splash subsided I could see
him and Israel lying side by side, both
wavering with the tremulous movement
of the water. O'Brien, though still
quite young man, was very bald.
There he lay, with that bald head
across the knees of the man who had
killed him and the quick fishes steering
to and fro over both.
I was now alone upon the ship; the
tide had just turned. The sun was
within so few degrees of setting that
already the shadow of the pines upon
the western shore began to reach right
across the anchorage and fall in pat
terms on the deck. The evening breeze
had sprung up, and though it was we'll
warded off by the hill with the two
peaks upon the east, the cordage had be-
gun to sing little softly to itself and
the idle sails to rattle to and fro.
began to see a danger to the ship.
The jibs speedily doused and brought
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
The Vow of a Boy Nemesis.

Bring to me my large revolver and my keen
Damascus blade, and the rubber boots I'm
bring my trusty sandbag, bring the snicker-
snee, say; for my day has come for murder
and I'm going forth to slay. shall so forth
to the slaughter like bridegroom to, his
joys, and IN fill the nearest graveyard with
string of gifted boys. shall brain the boy
attorney with spasm of delight and the boy
my might. On the trail of boy physicians
gayly, gladly shall camp; let the boy plan
lists tremble when they hear my roaring
tramp. When they strike the boyish states
man he must say his prayers and die, when
the boy reporter meets me, mark We how
the fur shall fly. For I'm weary and disgust
ed and my mind has lost its poise; I have
read such beastly twaddle treating of the
gifted boys-Atchison Globe.
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
SHE TOOK THE HINT.
And Then Proceeded to Display Her
Immense Ingenuity

AAA"CASC AAEs
At home stations the private soldiers
washing is usually done by the married SOL
dlers' wives, who are expected to sew on
missing buttons and do repairs, for which
a small sum is deducted from the private's
pay.
Pat McGinnis had good deal of trouble
with, his laundress;, Sunday after Sunday
had his shirt come back with the neck but
ton off, or else hanging by thread. He
had spoken to her on the subject and she
had promised to see to it, but still the but
ton was not on properly.
:, He got out of patience one Sunday when
the missing button had made him late for
parade, and exclaimed:
Bother the woman! I'll see if I can't
give her hint this time, anyhow"
lie then took the lid Of tin blacking box,
about three inches in diameter, drilled two
holes in it with a fork and sewed it on to the
neck Of the shirt that was next to be
washed; When his washing came back he
found that she had taken the hint; she had
made button hole to fit it-Detroit Free
Press.
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
Deafness Cannot Re Cured

by local applications, as they cannot reach
the diseased portion of the ear There is
only one way to cure deafness, and that is
by constitutional remedies. Deafness is
caused by an infamed condition. of the mu-
cous lining of the Eustachian Tube. When
this tube gets inhamed you have rumbling
entirely. closed deafness is the result, and
unless the inflammation can be taken out
and this tube restored to it's normal con-
dition, hearing will be destroyed forever;
nine cases of of ten are caused by catarrh,
which is nothing but an infamed condition
of the mucous surfaces
We will give One Hundred Dollars for any
case Of Deafness -(caused by catarrh that
cannot be cured by Halls Catarrh Cure.
Send for circulars, free.
F.. j. Cheney & Co., Toledo, O.
Sold by Druggists, 75c.
Halls Family Pills are the best.
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
A SOUND SLEEPER.
The Tipsy Sailor Slumbered While
the Surgeons Sewed on
His Scalp.

schooner Nettie Sundborg, took a
cruise along the Barbary coast one
night to battle with the demon rum,
and got the worst of the battle. The
d. r. set him on fire inside, cracked him
on the top of the head and one of the
demons imps punched him in the
weather eye. William hove to in front
of the city front receiving hospital for
repairs. Surgeon Hartley probed the
scalp wound, wiped out the dirt and
proceeded to sew up the hole in Will
liam's figurehead, while DIR. Thompson
held the tar. Zip! went the needle into
Williams cuticle, and the sailor never
1inched.
Wonderful nerve," remarked DR..
Hartley, taking reef in the thread
and making ready for another plunge.
"Quite stoic," replied Dr. Thompson.
HE comes from a hardy race" re-
sumed Hartley, again sticking the
needle into the scalp patchwork.
Must be Norwegian" said Thomp-
son.
''Sou-wegian, I Think" responded
Hartley, going ahead with his seam
stress work.
II never saw man so Indifferent to
pain" mused Thompson.
Il have heard of similar cases. I re-
member when I was student I at
tended lecture. Oh, did I hurt you ?"
The break from the recollection at
the lecture was caused by DR.. Hartley
sticking the needle into the patients
ear, but the tar breathed no sound.
There you are," said Hartley, hand
Ing the sailor his hat. "Why-it-the
fellows asleep
A snore smote the atmosphere. The
doctors exchanged glances which were
full Of meaning. They seemed to say:
''That's horse on mel"
The sailors Indifference to pain wa,
solved. He had been asleep all the
time, and now when they came to
awaken him it was more difficult job
than the stitching of his wound. They
put ammonia under his nostrils, and
he breathed it in as if it were Ste
phanotis. They shook him by the
shoulder, and he only snored the louder.
They bastinadoed, him and the opera
ton seemed to tickle him immensely.
They gave it up in despair.
At this juncture Capt. Clem Randall,
Of the tug Fearless, happened along,
and the situation was explained to him.
Capt. Randall shook the sailor, and that
did no good.
'I'l fix him." he said, and, putting
his mouth to the ear of the slumbering
tar, he yelled:
"Down jib!"
AYE, aye, sir!" cried the sailor, Jump
ing to his feet as if he were shot, and
grasping wildly at an imaginary line.
"Get out forward!" shouted Randall.
AYE, aye, STRIP and he made bolt
for the door of the hospital and landed
on Mission street wharf before he real
lied that he was not aboard ship.-San
Francisco Examiner.
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17

tumbling to the deck; but the mainsail
was a harder matter. Of course, when
the schooner canted over the boom had
swung out-board and the cap of it and
foot or two of sail hung even under
water. ], thought this made it still more
dangerous; yet the strain was so heavy
that I half feared to meddle. At last
I got my knife and cut the halyardy.
The peak dropped instantly, a great
belly of loose canvas foated broad upon
the water, and since, pull as liked, I
could not bulge the downhaul, that
was the extent of what could accom-
plish. For the rest, the ''Hispaniola"
must trust to luck, like myself.
By this time the whole anchorage had
fallen into shadow-the last rays, re-
member, falling through glade of the
wood and shining, bright as jewels, on
the fowery mantle of the wreck. It
began to be chill, the tide was rapidly
deeting seaward, the schooner settling
more and more on her beam-ends.
scrambled forward and looked over.
1t seemed shallow enough and, holding
the cut hawser in both hands for last
security, I let myself drop softly over
board. The water scarcely reached my
waist, the sand was firm and covered
with ripple marks, and waded ashore
in great spirits, leaving the ''Hispani-
ola" on her side, with her mainsail trail
ing wide upon the surface of the bay.
About the same time the sun went fair
ly down and the breeze whistled low in
the dusk among the tossing pines.
At least, and at last, I was off the
sea. nor had returned thence empty
handed. There lay the schooner, clear
at last from buccaneers and ready for
our own men to board and get to sea
again. I had nothing nearer my fancy
than to get home to the stockade and
boast of my achievements. Possibly 1
might be blamed bit for my truantry,
but the recapture of the ':Hispaniola"
was clinching answer, and hoped
that even Capt. Smollett would con-
( TESS had not lost my time.
So thinking, and in famous spirits, l
began to set my face shomeward for the
block-house and my companions. Ire
membered that the most easterly of the
rivers which drain into Capt. Kidd,s
anchorage ran from the two-peakedh hill
upon my left, and / bent my course
il that direction that ! might pass the
stream while It was small. The wood
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
Unusual Government Pension.

The government is about to pay an
unusual special pension claim to the
widow of Lieut.. Michael Moore, who,
at the time. of his death in Brooklyn
last year, had served in the United
States army continuously for IS years,
thus holding the worlds record for ser
vice Of that character. He enlisted as
q drummer boy at the outbreak of tha
war Of 1912. Chicago Tribune. s: .
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
Shake Into Your Shoes

Aliens Foot Ease, powder for the feet
It cures painful, swollen, nervous, smarting
feet and instantly takes the sting out of
corns and bunions. It's the greatest comfort
discovery of the age Allen Foot Ease makes
tight or new shoes feel easy. 1t is certain
cure for sweating, callous and hot. tired, ach-
ing feet. Try it today. Sold by all druggists
and shoe stores, 25c; Trial package FREE.
Address Allen S. Olmsted, LIE Roy, N. Y.
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17

A man marries lovely creature in white
satin, and then lives with a woman who
wears Mother Hubbards and dressing sacks.
-Atchison Globe
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
She Was Surprised,

Mrs. Huntley-.It must have been very an
What did you do when they asked YOU to-
give your age? W
=, Mrs. Dustleigh-Why, gave it, of course.
my goodness! And didn't they fine you
Tor contempt? ?"-Chicago Evening News
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
ITO BE Continued.
Step Was Necessary

Mrs. Kruger understand that Mr..
Tallman kissed you on the steps last
night. " 81 z.*# II . =7..s.3 3 d.
. Miss KrugerW by, yes, mamma; hek
so tall he had to-. dds and Ends.
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17
A Round of Pleasure.

Belle, How would you like to enjoy a cen.
tury of bliss?
Bettie-.Oh, I have, you know. Will and
l enjoyed one last summer, on his tandem.
-Yonkers Statesman.
Willmar tribune., 1898-05-17

Very few girls who look coyly out of the
corner of their eyes at the men are good
ekeepers.-Atchison Globe.
The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1898-10-06

There is more or less speculation all
over thee state regarding the plans OF
James j. Hill in connection with the
completion of the Fosston extension,
which opens possibilities of develop
ment, trade and manufacture such as
perhaps would be impossible with a
line from any other direction. It is
understood that Mr.. Hill contemplates
the construction of new docks here,
and erecting buildings to be used for
commercial purposes on Great North
ern property. 1t is also said that the
road will prevent the sending of much
pine from northern Minnesota to Mil
neapolis, and that he will encourage
the saving of lumber in the woods
along the line of the new road. That
it is Mr.. Hills intention to enlarge
the territory tributary to Duluth and
develop it is regarded as certain.
Mr.. Hill has been quoted at various
times during the past year Or two on
matters that indicated with great GER
tainty that the development of Duluth
occupies a prominent place in his
thoughts. -Duluth News Tribune
The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1898-10-06
w. F. Donahue. the Metro

w. F. Donahue, the Melrose at
torney, who was nominated by the
democrats at Melrose for represent
tative, has been a resident of this
county but a shert time having
settled in Melrose about the time
the railroad division boom started.
But he has developed rare adapt
ability in the employment of
Stearns county democratic meth
DDS. He played the candidates in
good shape-promising commits
sioner votes for legislative. He
either forgot the promises or was
unable to deliver the goods. His
nomination emphasizes the fact
that B. M. Anderson will be the
next representative from this dis
trict. He didn't move into the dis
tict yesterday and his promises are
always followed by fulfilment
thereof.
The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1898-10-06
SENATOR NELSON.

Minnesota has no ADLER man in
public life than Hon. Knute Nelson,
her junior senator. He is an indie
fatigable~ worker, a keen logician
and has straightforward way of
putting his ideas before the people
tersely and clearly. He is not, in
the accepted sense an orator, and
yet he is master of the art of
true oratory-he is clear and con-
vincing.
Senator Nelson has entered upon
this campaign with all the vigor
and energy for which he is noted.
On Saturday evening of this week
he will speak in this city, at the
Grand Opera House, and the mere
announcement is sufficient to
crowd the hall to its utmost.
The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1898-10-06

No populists need apply! is the
legend on the banner of Stearns
county democracy. The county
convention ignored them entirely
IN the makeup of the county ticket,
and the Melrose representative and
commissioner district conventions
dropped them with dull thud.
Fusion in Stearns county means
that the populists shall do the vot-
ing and the democrats hold all the
offices.
The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1898-10-06

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