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News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1909-10-06
POINT LONESOME.

A WAY off there is Lonesome,
A Where the very air is free
A toisome climb; but, OH it looks
A haven of rest to me,
WITH rocks for silent partners,
w And the crags for warriors bold,
couch of fir as night draws near,
While mists of the night Unfold!
A TRAMP in the early morning
IA Along the dew soaked trail,
With the song of the brook in the canyon
And the drum of the mountain quail.
THE breath of the winds is heaven,
l. The song of the birds the choir.
While the moan through the mountain
pine boughS
Seems to come from an angels Tyre.
A HAVEN of rest and contentment
"A This corner of Gods great church
hail.
With at daybreak the songs of the oriole
And at night the coyotes call.
E. Marguerite Gilmour.
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MY MAN.

" HAVEN'T faith in the man who COM
plains
or the work he has chosen 10 do,
II He's lazy or else he's deficient in
brains
And may oe a hypocrite too.
He's likely 10 cheat, and he's likely TO
rob
Away with the man who finds fault with
his Job!
But give me the man with the sun in his
face
And the shadows all dancing behind,
Who can meet his reverses with calmness
and grace
And never forgets 10 be kind.
For, whether he's welding scepter or
swab,
have faith in the man who's in love
with his job.
-Lippincott's
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PRoHlBITIVE PRICES DESIRED

When you've done what you could to be
proper.
No matter what fad came along,
And. Though scared, never once called
out stop 'er!"
When the bicycle seemed TO go wrong;
When roller skates brought CONSERVATION
And motorcars made your flesh creep,
Along comes the weird information
That flying machines will be cheap!
Must we leave Mother Earth far behind
us
And join an ethereal crowd
Where some wandering comet may blind
us
Or wen skid on a vaporous cloud?
Oh say IL was only fiction
Or the dream of a comfortless sleep!
Pray, spare us the fearful prediction
That flying machines will be cheap!
Washington Star.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1909-10-06
HYDE PARK

Miss Leila Collins returned to Burning
ton Wednesday.
Miss Edith Brown of Barnet visited
her sister, Grace, last Saturday.
Mrs. Rice from Cambridge is stopping
with her daughter, Mrs. III. l.. Fairbanks.
Mrs. Maud Bagley has finished work
for Elmer Peck and gone to Cady's
Falls.
e. II. Stone of Eden was visitor in
town on Friday and Saturday OF last
week.
Masters Clarence Badger and Carroll
Page were visitors at the Queen City last
Saturday.
Miss Grace Blake, who is attending
Normal school at johnson, was at home
over Sunday.
Mrs. Parker, superintendent of the
Hardwick hospital, spent Friday with
Mrs. e. G. Page.
Miss Florence Whitcomb and Vera Lii
ley spent several days in Enosourg Fails
last week, with Mrs. Wallace Jones.
Monday morning the northern stage
was Obliged to run two three seaters to
bring the passengers from the north.
G. S. Sanders is to move into the Fred
Llley residence on u!eIv street, recently
vacated by George White and family.
Judge Tucker was in town few days
fAp w
he is making his headquarters for the
present.
RAYMOND Vaughn and Frank Stewart,
who are making some needed repairs 10
the Buck mill in Johnson, were at home
over Sunday.
Miss Dora Fairbanks entertained sever
al friends at her home Friday night, IN
honor of Mrs. S, B. Waite who left today
for California.
Miss Sarah Chaplin returned from her
vacation last Saturday evening ana mas
again resumed her duties in the office OF
Col. Fl. M. Mcfarland.
The l.. C. A. masquerade and box par
ty Friday night was well attended and
much enjoyed The net receipts amount
ed to about $16.50.
Miss Grace Mcfarland went to New
port Saturday, where she spent Sunday
with her friend, Miss Bean. She went to
Boston Monday to resume her studies in
music.
John Griffin and his wife left Friday
morning for Worcestershire, England,
for an extended visit. John was born in
England, but left when small lad and
had never been back. Mrs. Griffin came
to this country nine years ago.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1909-10-06
free to all subscribers of this paper

Every reader of this, paper who has
any trouble with either Stomach or Liver
can get free sample of RYdale's Stom-
ach Tablets or Rydale's Liver Tablets, or
both if needed, by writing to Rydale Rem
edy Co., Newport News, Va. These two
remedies are not cure alls, one is for
stomach troubles only, the other solely
for liver and bowel troubles. Guaranteed
Soy A. l.. Cheney, Morrisville; G. P.
Jones, johnson; G. A. Riley, Stowe; E.
W. Smith, North Hyde Park; M. j. Leach,
WolcOtt
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THE RETURN.

A FTER long following of strange
~ By ~ n nj hills and over fretfu
After long wandering in aier
places,
Tonight l sleep at home.
Tonight the old house opens tender arms
TO draw me in, aweary, to its breast,
While, slow. a throng of scarce remem-
bered charms
Weaves me a spell of rest.
All, nowhere else in all the world can
dark
Come down so velvet footed through the
air
And spread it's quiet tent, too dim to
mark
In all the world nowhere
With slow. reluctant colors in the west
And spires outlined against the light
affair."
Crownlike upon a lonely cedar's crest.
The jeweled evening star.
Distant a truant COW bell, lost and late,
With soft reiterated silver word.
Faint in the nesting tree beside the gate,
Groom of a drowsy bird.
I shall lie down in an old brooding room
On reSt1ul pillows fashioned Tor my head
And watch with dropping eyes amid the
gloom
Dear shadows by my bed,
And breathe awhile the faint, familiar
breath
OF dew wet garden roses. half aware
Of murmuring voices in the hall beneath
And soft steps on the stair.
Dear God of sleep, make me forget to-
night
The way 1 came, the world l learned to
roam;
Let me be dreainless till tomorrow's light
Wakes me again at home!
Nancy Byrd Turner.
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Conscience.

"On what grounds do you desire to
withdraw the plea of not guilty?"
ION the simple ground that we are
guilty. However. we must call the at
tention of your honor to the regretta-
BILE fact that the statute of limitations
lets us out. Too bad we were not
asked about this matter earlier."-Phil-
adelphia Ledger
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1909-10-06
Another Gibe.

"Ah. there is nothing like being an
actor" said the great tragedian with
the two weeks growth of beard.
"Think of the free life in the sum-
mer."
Yes" chuckled the fat comedian
with the crimson beak. land the free
lunch in the ter."-Pittsburg Press.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1909-10-06
Good Reason.

Teacher--JOhnny Unison, why were
you not at school Yesterday? Pupil
Teacher lin surprise,-From what,
pray? Pupil-Three apple dumplin's
an batch o fudge -Cincinnati Com
mercial Tribune.
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Explained.

Gunner Ito his next neighbour refer
ring to sportsman with a squint, who
never misses)-Can't make out how
Harris ever manages to hit anything.
He squints so dreadfully.
Friend-Oh he fires both barrels at
once. SO the bird comes in for cross
fire.-Punch.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1909-10-06

Skinner-This magazine tells how to
get up a twenty-five cent dinner for
two. Do you think you could do it?
Mrs. Skinner-I can get it up, all
right, if you can get your part of it
down.-Houston Post.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1909-10-06
Like Versus Like.

"Jim met with what l would call a
homeopathic misfortune"
"What was that?"
Gle went out in catboat, and it got
caught in a sea puss." Baltimore
American.
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Easily Explained.

The Copy Jove! The folks here
live pretty high, don't they?
The Cook-Oh. yes! l gave them TO
understand that they'd have to if they
wanted to keep me.-Brooklyn Life.
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Wherein They Differ.

Jack-WidowS are wiser than maids
in one respect at least.
Tom-What'S the answer?
, Jack-They never let good chance
go by, thinking that better one will
come their way.-Chicago News.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1909-10-06
Terse or Worse

"Pa, what does terse meanP'
at means very concise. very short
"Gee, but sisters new bathing suit
is tersep'-Chicago Record Herald
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1909-10-06
rHE GAME oF HEARTa.

THE girl who has a heart within
One heart at least may hope to win
But there's no girl who wins so many
AS she who really hasn't any.
Life.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1909-10-06
MARRIAGE.

Marriage is a lottery in which 10
many divorce is the only prize.-New
York Life.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1909-10-06
THE CURTAINS FALL

"HE curtains falling. and the lights
burn low.
So, with Gods help, I'm ready now
Il to go.
I've seen life's, melodrama, paid
the price,
Have known its loves and losses, hopes
and fears
The laughter and the tears,
And now, God knows, L would not see it
twice.
I've crossed life's ocean. faced it's blind
ing foam,
But now heaven whispers 1 am nearing
home.
And, though a storm tossed hull reach
the shore.
A thing of tattered sheets and broken
spars,
Naked against the stars,
l soon shall be at peace forevermore.
For If again L pass these waters through,
l know the kingdom l am sailing to,
What boots it where 1 lie-beneath the
sod
>Or down the dark impenetrable deep.
Where wayworn seamen sleep?
All gates are good through which we pass
to God.
-Blackwood's Magazine.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1909-10-06
THE COUNTRY FAITH.

HERE in the country's heart
Ii Where the grass is green
Life is the same sweet life
AS it e'er hath been.
THRUST in a God still lives,
l. And I'm the bell at morn
Floats with a thought of God
Ger the rising corn.
GOD comes down i'm the rain,
VI And the crop grows tall.
This is the country faith
And the best of all!
Norman Gala.
The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1917, 1909-06-03

He lamplight showed the
beads of perspiration on
the lined and weather
beaten brow of Mr.. Nc
Bean as he bent over the
kitchen table whereon lay
several sheets Of ruled
foolscap. One of the
sheets was partly covered
with very large writing
in pencil. Here and there
were blurre d patches,
where the writer had
sought to delete a word
The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1917, 1909-06-03

els it true that you want to own
all the railways?" asked the appre-
hensive citizen. Certainly not an
swered Mr.. Dustin Stax; "half the
fun of the game is in unloading now
and then. Washington Evening
Star.
The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1917, 1909-06-03

hard with moistened fOrefnger; in
more than one instance not only the
words but also the paper had disap-
peared.
Mr.. Mclean groaned, wrote a word
laboriously, stared at it, and grOaned
again.
''Marget," he said suddenly, with
out looking at his wife who, while
pretending to knit at the fireside,
was really watching her man with
stealthy but keen interest; "Marget,
hoo dae we spell unspeakable? Is't
-ible or-able?"
able" said Mrs. Mclean,
promptly; then, doubtfully, cor else
it 's-ible. What is't ye're Wantin'
to say, Peter?'
I'm sayin' that it giles us a the
maist unspeakable pleasure an sat-
isfaction to present him wi SIGH
bewtiful an gorgeous bookcase, an
that I'm sure it gi'es him the maist
unspeakable pleasure an satisfaction
to get it.
Say it again, Peter"
Mr.. Mclean did as requested.
eff | was you," remarked the old
woman, 81 wud leave DOT the bit
ABBOTT the meenister's satisfaction"
Mr. Mclean threw down his pen
Gil.
els t you or me that's to max the
presentations" he demanded GROSSLY.
|'Of course it's you, Peter" she re-
piled soothingly.
"Weel," he said, his irritation CIV
ing place to sheer detection, 81 wish
it was somebody else. This speech
II be the death O. me. Is't-able or
ible?"
"Dinna fash yersel' ABBOTT the
spellin' O. yer speech-naebody's
likely to see it. But pey attention
to the meanin', for everybody's boun'
to hear it.
Again Mr.. Mclean groaned. Poor
man, he had been highly fiattered
and gratifed when first the village
chose him to make the presentation
to the minister, on the occasion Of
the latters semi-jubilee; but as the
important date drew nearer and
nearer his self-confidence had stead
lily waned, and now misery and anx-
iety claimed him for their own. The
prospect of standing up, in the
church hall, before all his neighbors,
not to mention the minister himself,
utterly appalled, him. For week he
DaQ struggled WIN the COMPOSITION
of suitable speech, and had used
up at least a shilling's worth of pa
per and a whole pencil. He now
realized that he was no further on
than at the start, while the Hateful
evening was barely fOrty-eight hours
distant.
'Wud We no TAX bit rest, Pc
ter?" said his wife, striving bravely
to conceal her own misery and anX
lety "Ye'll hurt yer brain, if"
"Rest" he cried bitterly. 'Hoo
can l rest when the event is boomin'
sac near?" POSSIBLY he meant
''looming."D can as for ma brain,
it's no. that feeble, though it kens
mair ABBOTT gardens nor speeches"
81 did ma say it was feeble. But
ye're pittin' an awful strain on it, an
I'm feart We"
"Aweel," he said in dreary yet
determined voice, "the speech has
got to be made, even supposin' ma
brain explOdes on the spot"
ooh, whisht, man, whisht! Ye gle
me a grue, speakin like that Read
me what we've wrote, an then leave
it till the morn"
After some pressing the old man
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6be 3effersonian
By J. J. BELL

pain.
Ladies an gentlemen an frien 81
he began.
"Wud we no. jist ca them a
frien 50" his wife mildly suggested.
THAT wud be over fameeliar.
they're few"
"Weel, jist say ladies an gentle
men,.
Tits, wife! Dye want the neigh
bors to think I'm maxim mock O.
tbem?"
"Weel, weel; haze it yer ain wey,
Peter"
eye dinna need to get huffy, Mar
get"
'I'm no. huffy. But | dinna want
We to say the wrang thing"
That's the reason I'm sayin' Ia
dies an gentlemen an friens.' 1t
includes everybody
''Excep' yer enemies" she said, in
a poor attempt to be jOcular.
my! but ye're pernickety! Is t
you or me that's to max the presen-
tation?"
Mrs. Mclean swallowed her nat
ural desire for the last word, sighed,
and requested her man to proceed.
About five minutes later he did so.
Ladies an gentlemen an frien's,
it gives me great pleasure an salts
faction to behold We a gethered to-
gether on this important occasion"
(This was quotation from a speech
to which Mr.. Mclean had listened
some years previously He now
wished he had listened more atten-
tively.) GAS each O. we has had the
pleasure an satisfaction O. sub
scribin' for this bewtiful an gorge
Gus bookcase for DOR honored an be-
loved meenister's simmy-jubilee, We
aare a aware O the reason for this
getherin an presentation. Ye are
dootless surprised an astonished to
behold SIGH a bewtiful an gorgeous
bookcase for yer money; an I've got
to explain that, if it hadna been for
Master Drummond giein' five
pounds-fve pound! bookcase
wud haze been a lot inferior. We a.
ken
CD we think we should speak ABBOTT
the five pound frae Master Drum
mond, Peter?" put in Mrs. Mclean.
What wey should I no. speak
ABBOTT it?'' he asked, with some as
perity.
Mrs. Mclean found it impossible
W SApICSS uCI OUJSCCIOAO3 oAO III
emily begged him to continue.
eye a. KEN" he resumed, "hoo
weel aft we are wi DOR honored an
beloved meenister, the Reverend
Master Shelbrook, which has labor
ed amongst us for exactly five-an-
twinty year. He cam to us young
man, wi sma' experience, but moo
he's aulder an wiser. We're rale
prood O. him an his honored and
beloved wife an faymily He pre-
ferred a bookcase to a silly teapot,
ct cetera his wife's uncle havin' pro-
videt the same, accordin' to his last
will an testament. An so, ladies an
gentlemen an frien's, [ arise for to
say that it gives us a the maist I'M
speakable pleasure an satisfaction to
present him VII SIGH a bewtiful an
gorgeous book case, an I m sure it
gi'es him the maist unspeakable
pleasure an satisfaction to get it,"
Mr. Mclean paused and drew a
long breath.
That's a. | We got wrote" he
said, and eyed his spouse as if wait
ing for her opinion.
1t was slow in coming. Mrs. Nc
Bean felt that all was not right with
the speech, yet for the life of her she
could not have stated definitely what
was wrong.
.tHa'e ve set YER heart on SDeakin'
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INA, ma. But l was wonderin if
he wud like We tellin' everybody
ABBOTT the uncle an the siller teapot.
Ye see"
"Onything else?" cried Mr.. Nc
Bean, in voice that seemed to burst
from his chest.
ma, ma, Peter. Yer speech is rale
fine
'That S no the speech; it s mere
ly the introductionary remarks
Mrs. Mclean gasped, and recover
ed herself.
"Weel, it S rale fine, whatever it
is But-but d We think We need
speak ABBOTT the meenister bein' aul-
der an wiser nor when he cam first
to the Kirk? Mind We, | m no. say
in there's onything wrang-Oh, Pc
teri"
The exclamation was full of dis
may caused by the sight of the old
man crumpling up the paper and
finging it into the fire.
ooh, Peter!"
81 hope We re pleased noo!" he
said, half resentful, half ashamed.
Yell maybe explain at the meetin'
on Friday that We didna conseeder
ma speech fit to be spoke I wash
ma hans o. the business. They can
get some ither body to max the pre-
sentation I m gaun to ma bed"
ooh, Peter!" she sighed.
But he refused to return to the
subject.
Mr.. Mclean slept badly that night;
Mrs. Mclean slept not at all. Ere
quently he muttered in his Sleep and
she caught such phrases as "honor-
ed and beloved "unspeakable plees-
ure an satisfaction gorgeous
bookcase The old woman was
distressed and sore afraid. She knew
that her man would never seek the
assistance of her neighbors-not
that she desired him to do so, for she
had some pride Of her own; but she
dreaded, for his sake any laundering
or breakdown on the great occasion,
and still more, far more, she dread
ed the effect of the strain on his
mind. 1t seemed to her that he was
different man from what he had
been a week ago; his old buoyancy
and heartiness had departed from
him, and his appetite had decreased
alarmingly. So she lay with aching
thoughts, feeling very wretched and
helpless.
In the dawn Peter arose and,
deeming her to be still asleep, dressed
himself in silence. Presently he pro-
cured paper and pencil and seated
himself at the kitchen table. Now
and then a half-stifled groan escaped
him.
Later he came to the bedside, look
ing humble and hopeless.
cit S over big a job for me- he
said despairingly. cit bates me COM
pletely. Can We no. help, me, wife?"
ooh, Peter, I could never max a
speech
CRY" he implored. 81 dinna
want to affront We on Friday, Mar
get. l dinna want to affront maseP
nor yet the meenister. Try, wum-
man, try Though | was angry last
NIGHT. l seen that We kent mair
ABBOTT it than me. Try!"
She shook her head.
but try" he persisted. eye We a.
the day. when l m at ma wark, to be
tryin'; an at NIGHT we ii try again
together"
She shook her head again, but this
time, without looking at him, she
murmured:
'"Weel, I'll try, Peter"
When tea was over that night and
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is that We dinna say enough ABBOTT
the meenister. | IL need to butter
him up Bit
ooh, but, Peter she said ner-
vously, cd We think he wud like
that? He S an awful modest man,
We ken. We wudna like to be but
tered up yersel afore a the congre-
cation"
"That S true; but it s the correct
thing to butter up meenisters at So
cial gatherin's. Still, the speech We
We made, Marget is no sac bad, an
| I'll max the best | can O. it,
Once more Mr.. Mclean fell to with
his pencil He soon found, however,
that he could make little improve
ment on the original manuscript,
and finally contented himself with
copying it out and spelling few of
the words differently.
That night he slept soundly, but
his wife was restless, and the fol-
lowing day she complained of her
old enemy rheumatism. Mr. Mclean
had to go to the presentation gath
ering alone.
He returned swelling with impor-
lance, glowing with satisfaction.
''Weel, Peter, hoo did We get on?"
Marget asked unsteadily.
''Splendid, jist splendid l was
receivin' compliments for the rest O.
the evenin'. Master Drummond-
him that gied the five pound-said
it was the neatest speech ever he
heard"
did the meenister seem pleased?"
Deed, ay! An nae wonder! The
applause was tremendous, as they
say in the papers.
Mrs. Mclean gave a sigh of relief.
"An'," continued her husband,
jauntily, 'I We been requested to de-
liver a speech at the Odd-fellows'
gatherin' next month"
"Oh!-Oh!"
"What IS ado?"
ooh, Peter, promise We II never,
never max anither speech"
"Hoots, wife! 1t S the first plunge
that's the warst. I We confidence in
masel' moo. I could face ony audi
ence in the warld," he said airily
Then he saw that she was very Sc
rious. But even then he would not
give the promise desired. If folk
enjoyed his speech-making, why
OAOulu liz A0LuOO " P1Oc1bCeAO CA1CAAA
In the morning, however, his en-
thusiasm, happily for the old wo-
mans sake, had cooled considerably
"Efter a." he remarked casually,
at breakfast, 81 think [ IL gle up
the speechifying, Marget. II II
rest on ma laurels, as the sayin' is. ="
She could scarce speak for thank
fulness, but she managed to say:
us that a promise, Peter? Ye
see, II m geetin' over auld for
the-the excitement"
''Havers!" he said laughing. "But
it s promise a the same
After he had gone to his work she
sat awhile by the hearth-an unus-
ual proceeding for her in the day
time. But the reaction had been a
severe one.
Rousing herself at last she rose,
and from a drawer, which she un-
locked, took a folded paper. She
opened it and glanced over the lines
of small, clear writing. Then she
placed it on the fire and watched it
being consumed.
"Oh,'' she sighed, she S kind
man, the meenister; but though it
was to save ma life, I could never
ask him to write anither speech for
Peter. Success Magazine.
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Wigg-I have a noiseless typewri-
ter. Wagg-Is she a deaf mute?-
Philadelphia Record.
Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1909-11-06
vERNAL HAS BIG
IRRIGATION PLAN
Application for Segregation Of
Nearly Thirty-one Thousand
Acres OF Land.
TO DIG THIRTY MILE CANAL.
Means Reclamation OF Valuable Land
With Waters OF Duchcsnc River
--st 100000 Project.

4. VI Lott. j. =. Smith and George g.
Jones ~ Denver. and william u. smart
Of Nornal, have filed an application
with the state board OF land commits
sinners Tor the segregation OF 30. 900
acres Of land IA the salt Lake and
Ncrnal land districts. 1880 acres being
IN tho Vcnal district in Uintah and
Wasatch counties, and 1880 acres rl
tho Salt Iakc district They are hack
ing n 81 ooo,ooo irrigation project. aud
their plans Include the building of
canal 80 miles long which VIII furnish
water to settlers on the great tract.
besides watering lands IN the old Tim
tab Indian reservation, through which
tho canal will pass
Tho same men have filed an apple
cation with tho state engineer for tho
diversion or 200 second feet OF water
from the Duchcsnc river az point
near Myton, Utah. DO the application
for the land ion tho salt Lake district.
which will be filed today with the Unit
ed States land office here. is approved
by the government the state OF Utah
viii sell tho land FOR I'd cents an acre
10 an purchasers OF water rights from
the irrigation company The 9pnlica-
ton for tho hand in tho Ncrnal district
win be filed as soon as possible in the
United states land office in Ncrnal
The irrigation company plans 20 build
one hair Of the canal. or H. miles. by
the close OF ncXt year The rest OF
the distance win be finished as fast as
the land Is taken up by settlers.