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<br />By Olive Roberts Barton.
<br />C0PTrighted, 1908, by the Associated
<br />Literary Press.
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<br />My Dear Mr. Van Norton—Perhaps my
<br />inexperience will account for the fact that
<br />I do not know how much—or bow little—
<br />to expect of my flance. I have been here
<br />at my aunt's for three days, as I Inform-
<br />ed you in my letter before 1 left home,
<br />and you have not given the slightest alga
<br />of my existence.
<br />It may be that 9 expect too much of
<br />the man whom I have promised to marry,
<br />but if such is the case I am satisfied that
<br />my unreasonable demands on your time
<br />and attention would make us both miser-
<br />able.
<br />I beg to return your ring, with many
<br />thanks for the honor; also your tette"
<br />the scarab and the set of coral you sent
<br />me from Naples. Very cordially yours,
<br />NINA DORRINGTON.
<br />Nina threw down her pen and walk-
<br />ed to the window of the darkening
<br />room. The library was frigid, and the
<br />girl shivered as she pulled aside the
<br />curtain. It was snowing hard, and the
<br />wind had piled the feathery stuff in
<br />huge mounds, obliterating steps and
<br />curbstones. A small boy headed his
<br />way through the storm, looking in vain
<br />for the numbers on the houses.
<br />Nina opened the door herself and
<br />called him. Then, giving him careful
<br />directions about the package and let-
<br />ter, she paid him handsomely and
<br />watched the tot in blue uniform trudge
<br />down the avenue with the remnants of
<br />her happiness under his arm.
<br />She stood an instant in the hallway.
<br />Then, realizing that her chill was most-
<br />ly physical, she rang for lights and
<br />went upstairs. The door of her aunt's
<br />room was partly open, and the rqddy
<br />glow of the log fire tempted her to
<br />enter. The mound of shawls and rugs
<br />on the couch in the corner indicated
<br />that the worthy lady had not wakened
<br />from her afternoon nap.
<br />Nina sat down on a hassock and
<br />gazed into the fire. Now that she had
<br />taken such a radical step, doubts be-
<br />gan to torment her. Had she been im-
<br />patient? Should she have waited a
<br />little longer? Indignation gradually
<br />gave way to self pity, and tears rolled
<br />down her cheeks,
<br />"Nina, is that you? What is tee
<br />matter, dear? Are you sick?'
<br />She jumped up quickly and dashed
<br />the tears from her eyes, but the room
<br />was dark, tied her aunt could not see
<br />her face.
<br />"No, indeed. Not sick, only cold,
<br />dear. The house is like ice, and It
<br />looked so warm and cozy in here I
<br />came in to dream for a few minutes
<br />before dressing for dinner."
<br />"Oh, dear, it must be the new fur-
<br />nace, Nina! It has not worked prop-
<br />erly since your uncle had it iput in.
<br />Would you mind calling them up now
<br />before you dress? There's a dear.
<br />Leave word for them to send some one
<br />the first thing in the morning?"
<br />"What is the name of the firm?'
<br />"Let me see. Van Norton & Hemp-
<br />hill, 1 believe. Yes, that is it, I am
<br />sure."
<br />"Why, that is Howard's firm," said
<br />Nina unsteadily.
<br />"Is that so? Mercy, child, that draft
<br />is unbearable! Please hurry and close
<br />the door."
<br />"Hello."
<br />"Hello. Is that Van Norton & Hemp -
<br />hill's?"
<br />"Yes."
<br />Her heart leaped. The voice was
<br />Howard's, she was sure. So she had
<br />been right, after all. He was back.
<br />His only possible excuse was nil. But
<br />he would find her note and package
<br />when he got home.
<br />"This is the residence of Mr. J. Lam-
<br />bert Brown, Fiftieth street"
<br />"Very well. I have it, thank you."
<br />Yes, it was Howard. She could
<br />scarcely speak.
<br />"The house—that is—the furnace is
<br />—that is to say --oh!" She shivered
<br />and started determinedly all over
<br />again. "Hello. Is that Van Norton &
<br />HemphM's?'
<br />"Yes, this is the same place," in an
<br />amused tone. "Is there anything I can
<br />do for you, madam?"
<br />"The house is freezing. The new fur-
<br />nace is not working right at all. Please
<br />send a man the first thing in the morn-
<br />ing to fix it I—we--I am so cold now
<br />I can hardly talk,"
<br />Hearing a subdued laugh, she snap-
<br />ned up the receiver. The ideal Then it
<br />occurred to her that he likely would
<br />not dream it was she. There were so
<br />many Browns in town; besides, she
<br />thought bitterly, he had evidently for-
<br />gotten all abont the address she had
<br />sent him.
<br />The small lace handkerchief refused
<br />to absorb any more moisture, and a
<br />great stamping in the vestibule an-
<br />nounced the arrival of her uncle. Nina
<br />flew to the icy solitude of her room
<br />and after doctoring her tear stained
<br />features with cold water and talcum
<br />managed to get into some evening
<br />clothes pins a warm opera cloak in
<br />time for dinner.
<br />That night she slept very little. One
<br />minute she blamed herself for being so
<br />precipitate; the next she reproached
<br />him for his seeming indifference. She
<br />had been so sure he would hurry to her
<br />the minute he got her letter, but his
<br />boat had been in three days and still
<br />no sign from him.
<br />At last she fell asleep. It seemed to
<br />her that she had been dozing just a
<br />minute when she was awakened by a
<br />violent hammering in her room. She
<br />sat up in bed and shivered. The win-
<br />dow pane above the shutters was still
<br />black. She reached out and switched
<br />on the electric light It was not
<br />o'clock.
<br />Again that awful hammering, then a
<br />raucous scraping in the direction of
<br />the register. She made a face and cov-
<br />ered her ears. Then ail was quiet for
<br />awhile, and Nina snuggled under the
<br />covers. All at once a metallic voice
<br />came up through the tube from the
<br />cellar.
<br />"Now, you see, O'Brien, it will al,
<br />have to come out. The underfeed Is
<br />not right" Nina sat bolt uprighl again
<br />her eyes staring wildly in the darkness.
<br />It was Howard's voice. Then followed
<br />a few orders about valves, drafts and
<br />gauges, which she did not understand
<br />in the least, butit was a voice she
<br />eould Usten frforever. She "'forgot
<br />about the cold,
<br />"Now, O'Brien, you gd and get the
<br />tools and bring Mason along With you
<br />I am going to stay here a minute and
<br />look things over. It has to be done
<br />right this time. This is a nice condi-
<br />tion to find things in the • very
<br />get home. First thing I heard w
<br />got to the office. How many
<br />jobs like this are there?"
<br />Nina did not listen to the ex
<br />tion that followed. Her heart
<br />her throat, and she scarcely bre
<br />His words rang in her ears. H
<br />just home yesterday! What co
<br />mean? Oh, It was only too plain
<br />it meant. He had come on a
<br />boat, and she had wronged him.
<br />had allowed her petty spite to
<br />away the person she loved best
<br />world.
<br />There was no more talking now
<br />an occasional scraping as though
<br />oue was sliding the dampers,
<br />ard was evidently there alone.
<br />Suddenly a flush dyed her ch
<br />Her eyes grew very bright, and
<br />lie smile hovered around her lips.
<br />heart was beating fast now, bu
<br />lips tightened. She eprang out of
<br />and threw on a dressing gown.
<br />ran quickly to the wall and st
<br />with her lips close to the wrought
<br />cover.
<br />"Hello!" she called.
<br />"Hello!"
<br />"Is that the man from Van N
<br />& Hemphill's?"
<br />"Yes, madam."
<br />"Are you fixing the furnace?"
<br />"Yes; It is in pretty bad shape,"
<br />"Is there any heat in it at all?"
<br />"No; I am standing Inside."
<br />"Can any one hear tts?"
<br />"I have closed all the dampers
<br />this one."
<br />"Are you cold?"
<br />"Very. This cellar is like G
<br />land."
<br />"Why don't you go to the kit
<br />and get warm?"
<br />"I am happier here."
<br />"That is a very odd place to be
<br />py, Inside a furnace, 6 o'clock in
<br />morning, dark, thermometer dow
<br />zero. You must feel quite hilariou
<br />"I am Wore hilarious and less
<br />than I was at 6 last night"
<br />"Why last night, may I ask?"
<br />"The cause of the fall in temp
<br />ture was a letter which regist
<br />about 50 degrees below zero F."
<br />"Did—did you think so?"
<br />"Didn't you mean it so?"
<br />"Are you quite sure you know wb
<br />am?"
<br />"Are you sure you know who I a
<br />"Oh, Howard, can you ever forg
<br />me? I am so miserable. I heard y
<br />voice, and I couldn't let you go w
<br />out at least saying 'goodby.' Did
<br />know I was here?"
<br />"Yes, Nina; the addresses were
<br />same. How soon can you be do
<br />here and get this ring of yours?"
<br />"Darling, do you forgive me and
<br />you really love me still?"
<br />"Love you, darling? I counted
<br />minutes all the way home. I had j
<br />reached the office when you called
<br />up."
<br />"Then you knew it was I?"
<br />"No, dear, but I do now. I was
<br />happy to hear a voice like yours tha
<br />fairly laughed out loud. Darling,
<br />burry down. If I can't see your d
<br />face in two minutes I'll climb up
<br />Wee."
<br />"What did you think of my terri
<br />note, Howard, tell me?"
<br />"What! The sassy little letter y
<br />wrote yesterday? Didn't pay any
<br />tention to it, saucebox! Are you co
<br />Ing down or are you not? I am goi
<br />to turn on all the dampers, and eve
<br />one can hear what you say. Now, w
<br />you come?"
<br />"Just one little word more, Howa
<br />What dld you come out here so ear
<br />for?"
<br />"To see you, of course, silly. Wh
<br />else?"
<br />"And all that noise"—
<br />"Did It on purpose to wake you u
<br />You didn't think I was going to wa
<br />any longer, did you?" shamelessly.
<br />"Howard, I cried all night"
<br />"You deserved to," severely,
<br />"And, Howard"—
<br />A warning rattle of the dampers
<br />terrupted her. She laughed happily.
<br />"All right, dear, in two minutes
<br />And something that sounded slum
<br />cionsly like a kiss wended its lone
<br />way throughthe crooked tin pipe.
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<br />Joking With Handel.
<br />----A musket joke of a stupendous na-
<br />ture was played upon Handel when he
<br />was the manager of the king's theater
<br />in the Haymarket, says the London
<br />Telegraph. It was a constant maxim
<br />of the great composer, whose sensitive
<br />ear abominated the tunings up of an
<br />orchestra, that all the instruments
<br />should be placed ready tuned at the
<br />music stands and that the members of
<br />the orcbestra should enter like a troop
<br />of soldiers, take up their instruments
<br />like one man and at the stroke of the
<br />baton begin. One evening a practical
<br />joker contrived to have Handel en-
<br />gaged in conversation for some mite
<br />utes behind the scenes while he him-
<br />self entered the orchestra and quietly
<br />altered the tunings of all the instru-
<br />ments. Nobody was a bit the wiser tUl
<br />the baton was raised, and then the
<br />crash came—a crash of utter and su-
<br />preme discord! Handel was exasper-
<br />ated to frenzy. It is on record that he
<br />seized his wig and flung it at the lead-
<br />er
<br />of the band, kicked the double bus :"Y
<br />viols to splinters and demolished the al
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<br />SAFETY AIR COMPRESSOR,
<br />The Usual Safety Valves Displaced by
<br />an Air Cushion.
<br />Motor boating has within the past
<br />few years become so popular that ev-
<br />ery river and navigable body of wa-
<br />ter has a fleet of boats and enthusiastic
<br />boatmen. Lit fact, so fast do these lit-
<br />tle vessels Increase in number that the
<br />department of commerce and labor,
<br />which has control of the pubhc water
<br />highways, has found It necessary to
<br />promulgate rules and regulations for
<br />the safety of the masa of people who
<br />patronize these craft .
<br />Some good rulings hate -e been
<br />made by tie departmeut, among them
<br />ehe equipment of charter boats with
<br />life preservers, tire buckets, signal
<br />llghts and licensed operators, and the
<br />latest ruling says power air whistles
<br />KEW AIR COYPU:WOE.
<br />must hereafter be used. Up to the
<br />present time all manner of horns and
<br />whistles have been used in giving sig-
<br />nals, and so many accidents and nar-
<br />row escapes have occurred from the
<br />use of such devices that this order has
<br />become necessary. Necessity is the
<br />mother of invention, and the latest is
<br />the little machine herewith shown,
<br />which in operation is only twelve inch-
<br />es high, but will deliver air into an air
<br />tank for blowing whistles and main-
<br />tain constant pressure without safety
<br />valves or danger from explosion and
<br />is admirably adapted to the work. It
<br />is designed to be driven from the pro-
<br />peller shaft, takes slight power, Is
<br />noiseless and dispenses with the usual
<br />safety valves and relieves all danger
<br />from explosion by sticking springs and
<br />valves.
<br />In place of the safety valve an air
<br />cushion is used and will deliver seey
<br />pressure desired, indicated on a pres-
<br />sure scale shown on top of machine,
<br />without recourse to the usual pressure
<br />gauge. Charles H. Martin of Nor-
<br />wood, N. Y., is the inventor of this
<br />little machine. In operation it is as
<br />follows: On the down stroke of the
<br />piston D air is drawn into the cylin-
<br />der through the inlet valve A. On the
<br />up stroke the air is pressed past outlet
<br />valve B into a pipe; F, leading to a
<br />tank. The second operation of the pis.
<br />ton delivers a little less air than the
<br />first stroke, and so on until the desired
<br />pressure is delivered to the tank. The
<br />plug E is F at a point where the com-
<br />pressor e .11 deliver seventy pounds,
<br />and no more. If less pressure Is de-
<br />sired' the plug should be screwed up
<br />alongside a scale, indicating any pres-
<br />sure desired. As the regulation of the
<br />pressure is controlled by the air cush-
<br />ion 0 it is plain to be seen that abso-
<br />lute safety Is guaranteed.
<br />Volcanoes of Iceland.
<br />A new geological map of Iceland by
<br />Dr. Thoroddsen, who has spent many
<br />years in the work, gives much fresh
<br />information about one of the world's
<br />most worelerful islands, which few *b-
<br />iters ever see.
<br />An example of the strangeness of
<br />Iceland is furnished by the volcano
<br />Matta. This is burled under immense
<br />snow fields, but from time to time its
<br />fires burst through the glide/ins blan-
<br />ket, and then such floods are paired
<br />from the melting ice that a great
<br />stretch of country between the volcano
<br />and the sea is inundated, and huge
<br />masses of ice are carried out into the
<br />ocean.
<br />Ancient Javanese.
<br />The famous ape man, pithecanthro-
<br />puserectus, was found about sixteen
<br />years ago by Dr. Eugene Dubois in the
<br />gravel beds of the Bengawan river,
<br />near Trinil, in Japan. The recent ex-
<br />plorations in the same locality by Dr.
<br />J. Elberts, the German geologist, seem
<br />to indicate that Java had still earlier
<br />inhabitants, who built fires, cooked
<br />deer, pigs and ancient buffaloes and
<br />elephants and had pottery and stone
<br />arrowheads. These people, whose bones
<br />are not reported among the remains
<br />found, are supposed to have lived 20,-
<br />000 years ago.
<br />Stump Easily Removed
<br />A soft wood stump may be removed
<br />boring a large bole, say one inch,
<br />a downward direction to a depth of
<br />xteen or twenty inches. Fill this hole
<br />with kerosene, and as the oil pene-
<br />trates the wood fill the hole again.
<br />After each filling cork the hole with
<br />ood plug. After a month or two sp-
<br />y fire to the oil in the hole, which
<br />1 entirely consume the stump.
<br />kettledrums, with many more amen'.
<br />ties of the same description.
<br />In Another Volta.
<br />As the pastor of the Zion's Hill
<br />church looked down at his parishion-
<br />Ars, to whom he had been giving thirwIl
<br />-
<br />ty-five minutes of sound doctrine lila
<br />face' took on a less benignant expres-
<br />sion.
<br />"Bredren an' sisters," he said "I
<br />want to warn yott against one ring.
<br />an' dat t'inkin' ebery man dat don't
<br />hab jes' de same views you got is a no.
<br />'count religionist
<br />"I don't want to hear so much talk
<br />about 'wolves in sheep's clothing'' as I
<br />bene hearin'. You don' want to settle It
<br />In yo' minds dat a man's a wolf in
<br />sheep's clothin' jes' because he don'
<br />bl'at exactly like you do." — Youth's
<br />Exercising the Dog.
<br />"Justhe" said Mrs. Wyss.
<br />Yes, replied Mr. Wyse.
<br />"Will you speak a kind word to Fido
<br />and make him wagbis tail? Hehasn't
<br />had one bit of exercise all day."—Lip-
<br />pincott's.
<br />Always Strong.
<br />Church—They au the human voice
<br />is stronger in the morning than It Is
<br />at night Gotham—I can't see any dif-
<br />ference in baby's. — Yonkers States -
<br />Companion. man.
<br />The haughty are always the victims I A slip of the tongtie is worse than
<br />Of their own rash conclusious.—LeSage, that of the foot. --Spanish Proverb.
<br />.0' N..
<br />A Famous Regiment.
<br />It is doubtful if auy other one tee
<br />ment furnished an equal number of
<br />distinguished officers during the civil
<br />war ae did the Second United States
<br />cavalry. Among the otHeere were Al-
<br />bert Sidney Johnston, colonel; Robert
<br />E. Lee, lieutenant colonel; William J.
<br />Hardee, brevet lieutenant colonel;
<br />George H. Thomas. major. Robert E.
<br />Lee and A. S. Johnston became gen-
<br />erals in the Confederate army. and
<br />Hardee became lieutenant general.
<br />Thomas became a distinguished gen-
<br />eral in the Federal army. Among the
<br />captains were Earl Van Dorn. E. Kir-
<br />by Smith and N. G. Evans, all of whom
<br />became generals In the Confederate
<br />army. I. N. Palmer. George Stoneman
<br />and 11. W. Johnson beld the same po-
<br />sitions in the Union army. Among the
<br />subalterns John B. Hood, Charles W.
<br />Field, Chambliss and Pieter became
<br />southern generale, and R. Garrard and
<br />others attained the sante place in the
<br />northern army. Captain Evans left
<br />the United States' service before Col-
<br />onel Robert E. Lee did, and when they
<br />parted at Fort Mason, Tex., Colonel
<br />Lee said: "I'm sorry to give you up,
<br />Evans. Don't know what may happen
<br />before we meet again. Perhaps they'U
<br />make you a general."
<br />Helping Him Oct.
<br />Mr. Lord looked so grave one even-
<br />ing that his wife, s very young one,
<br />noticed It end asked what was the
<br />matter.
<br />"I -suppose business is troubling you,"
<br />she surmised shrewdly. "If you've
<br />struck a sang, why don't you tell me,
<br />and perhaps I may be able to help
<br />you?"
<br />Atter more affectionate adjuration
<br />Lord admitted that his payroll bother-
<br />ed him.
<br />"1're made It up as far as the work-
<br />men go," be said. "but lf 1 pay the
<br />stenographer there won't be a penny
<br />lett for Davie and me. Davis says he
<br />can't stand that. He must have some
<br />money this month."
<br />Lord's wtre was momentarily grave;
<br />then her face brightened.
<br />"Why don't you give the stenogra-
<br />pher a coontb's vacation." she suggest-
<br />ed eagerly. "then divide what there is
<br />with Davis? It seems to nie." judicial-
<br />ly, "that would be fair all round."—
<br />Youth's Companion.
<br />The Story of Starlight.
<br />"Once there was a group of sports-
<br />men who were all quite broke," said a
<br />Jacky club official. "They must, how-
<br />ever, get in to the races, and one at a
<br />time they presented themselves at the
<br />paddock gate.
<br />"'1 am the owner of Starlight,' the
<br />first said. He was well dressed and
<br />imposing. 'They believed and passed
<br />him In.
<br />"'1 am Starlight's trainer,' said the
<br />second. His red face and bluff man-
<br />ner bore out his story, and they ad-
<br />mitted him.
<br />"The third man, small and thin,
<br />next appeared.
<br />"'Starlight's jockey,' he said shortly
<br />and hurried through the gate.
<br />"The fourth and last man of the
<br />group was very shabby indeed.
<br />"'Well, who are you?' they said im-
<br />patiently when he presented himself.
<br />"1 am Starlight,' was the meek re-
<br />ply."—Los Angeles Times.
<br />Navel Oranges.
<br />Possibly not every one has beard the
<br />anecdote about the dear old mother
<br />whose son bad been promoted to be
<br />first lieutenant In the navy. He sent
<br />her a box of fine navel oranges from
<br />Florida and this brief note:
<br />Dear Mother—Just a handful of navel
<br />oranges, something you will find especial-
<br />ly choice. Devotedly, JACK.
<br />Speaking of Jack to some guests at
<br />the house a few nights later as 'they
<br />were enjoying the oranges, she remark-
<br />ed: "Just the very best boy in all the
<br />world, dear, dear Jack. What a splen-
<br />did sailor, and every inch an officer!
<br />But be never could learn to spell. Just
<br />think of a lieutenant spelling naval
<br />with an 'e' and a small 'n.' Isn't it
<br />embarrassing to a mother? Still it
<br />sounds all the same when you speak
<br />it."—New York Press.
<br />"VThe Morning Tub."
<br />A few years ago a sister of mine
<br />called In to see an old lady who lived
<br />in a little cottage in Lincoliuthire and
<br />in course of oenversation happened to
<br />mention that ehe had a cold sponge -
<br />down every morning.
<br />"Law, miss," said the old lady, "and
<br />does your mother know?"
<br />"Yes
<br />, certainly. and she quite ap-
<br />proves.""Well." said the old lady, "Ah washes
<br />mi fence lvvery daay, an' Ah washes
<br />mi neck once a week, but Ah've nivves
<br />bin washed all ower 'ince Ab was a
<br />baby."
<br />This good lady lived to the ripe old
<br />age of ninety-three. — Cor. London
<br />Name
<br />Day. s of. Dizziness.
<br />Come to Hundreds of Hastings Penple.
<br />There are days of dizziness;
<br />Spells of besdache, sideache. beckache;
<br />Sometimes rheumatic pains;
<br />Often urinery disorders;
<br />All tell you plainly the kidneys are sick:
<br />Doan's Kidney Pills cure all kidney ills.
<br />Here is proof in Hastings.
<br />Mrs. E. Rentner, Hiunings, Minn., says,
<br />"I used Doan's Kidney Pills and found
<br />mostantisfactory results. For some time
<br />I had been suffering from nervous spells.
<br />At times 1 was very dizzy and generally
<br />run down. My back was very lame and
<br />weak and tbere was a constant pain
<br />morose the kidney regions. My health
<br />kept gradually running down and I re-
<br />ceived no relief until Domes Kidney Pills
<br />came to my attention, and I procured a
<br />box at F. W. Finch's drug store. They
<br />have proved of great benefit to me. 1 am
<br />still taking them and socia a steady 'rte.
<br />prevement in my condition."
<br />For sale by all dealers. Price 50 cents.
<br />Foster -Milburn Co.. Buffalo. N. Y.,
<br />sole agents for the United States.
<br />Remember the name—Domes—and take
<br />no other. -
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<br />home, you cart do better than to telephone us today and order a case of
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<br />This superb beer comes to you direct from the heart of the choicest barley lands in the weld.
<br />and contains nothing but the juices of the best barley grown and the finest imported Bohemian
<br />hops. Its sparkling, brilliant glow is the product of Gland's Natural 1Proeess of brew-
<br />ing. ',Peerless" is on sale at all first-class places and in high favor with the discrimina-
<br />ting. Telephone us today for a case. Bottled only at oar model 20th century brewery,
<br />JOHN GUND BREWING CO., La Crosse, Wis.
<br />U. F. LEVENICK, Manager, Hastings. rlinn.7.
<br />Telephone, No. 64,
<br />BUSINESS CHANCES
<br />ALONG THE NEW LINE
<br />Sales of litisinese NW will he held in four new towns
<br />in the Dakotas and Montana along the new line to the
<br />Pacific Conat in May. Sales will be held at Reeder,
<br />North Diikots. May 14th; at /may, Montana, May 191.11;
<br />at Haynes, North Dakota, Mee 2Ist, and at Scranton,
<br />North Dakota, May 26th. All sales will be by auction.
<br />These towns are !minted in a good diversified farming,
<br />stack raising. mad dairying country and have a large
<br />tributary trade territory. They will witness rapid
<br />development •sad prosperity, and offer exceptional
<br />opportunities for merchants and investors.
<br />Sales will be held litter in other towns
<br />on the Peclfic Coast extension of the
<br />Chicago,
<br />Milwaukee, & St. Paul
<br />Railway.
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<br />Start, in thee new country where you will find today's
<br />opportunities for ailleek8S and future independence.
<br />Six months ago the towns of 'Ammon, Hettinger,
<br />and Bowman were estnblished on this new line in the
<br />Dakotas To day each town has a population close to
<br />five hundred end all branches of business are repre-
<br />sented in them, but opportunities are still plentiful for
<br />Many lines of business.
<br />Maps anti descriptive books regarding
<br />the, tirW country crafter for the asking.
<br />F. A. MILER,
<br />General Passenger Agent,
<br />Chicago.
<br />C. A. PADLEY,
<br />Ceneral Land Agent,
<br />Milwaukee,
<br />The Accommodating Spanish Cow.
<br />It was the first cow we had seen In
<br />Spain, and she bad every right to be
<br />the haughty creature that the was. A
<br />girl led ber about the plaza at dusk.,
<br />milking a thimbleful of the rare bev-
<br />erage at the houses of the customers,
<br />and It is hard to say whleb of the
<br />three concerned was the most proud—
<br />the one sold, the one who bought or
<br />the one who gave the milk. She of the
<br />bovine race was decorated with an old
<br />chenille fringed curtain and, as though
<br />that was not enough to bout of, pulled
<br />along the streets a very unruly but
<br />bouncing daughter. The calf was tied
<br />to the tail of the cow by a rope and
<br />had already learned the ineffable joy
<br />of hanging Iltnp and being dragged by
<br />her fond parent. Fortunately the rope
<br />was not too long for disciplinary put,
<br />poses, and wben exasperated beyond
<br />all polite admonition the cloven hoof
<br />of the mother set daughter upon her
<br />feet once more.—Loulse Closser ilale
<br />to Harper's.
<br />Why He Was Suspicious.
<br />"There is something suspicious about
<br />that," remarked the young man named
<br />Brown as he hung up the telephone re-
<br />ceiver.
<br />"About what?"
<br />"Why, I just called up the home of a
<br />girl who has led me to believe that I
<br />am the warm favorite and that there
<br />are no others on her list She wasn't
<br />at home, so the party who answered
<br />the ring said, but it gave 036 a jar
<br />when she added, 'Shall 1 tell her you
<br />called, Mr. White? "—New York Press.
<br />A Pessimist
<br />Agent—How long do you intend to re-
<br />main in Washington? Reformer—Un-
<br />til congress passes a couple of neces-
<br />sary laws that— Agent--Geet You
<br />don't want to rent n house. You'd bet-
<br />ter buy one.—Washington Herald.
<br />An Undercut.
<br />Buby—Charlie took me in to dinner
<br />the other night. He and Fred tossed
<br />up, and Charlie— Beryl—Lost, as usu-
<br />al. Will be never learn better than to
<br />gamble7—Ka3sse aty
<br />Guarding the Deposits.
<br />Gentleman About Town—An' if a
<br />guy swiped a coin outer de cup, d'yer
<br />mean 1' any de dog 'ould yelp an' grab
<br />him? Near Blind Person—Sure h
<br />e
<br />would! He ain't no dummy director.—
<br />Puck.
<br />The Sare.astlo Victim,
<br />The Barber—Your hair Is coming out
<br />on top, sir. The Crank--Goodl I knew
<br />It was in me. Now, for goodness' sake,
<br />don't talk to ft or it will crawl back
<br />strain.—St Louis Iteptlialk,
<br />Your
<br />Blankets
<br />Need Cleaning
<br />Springtime, after a long arintar's
<br />use, before putting away for the
<br />summer, is the time blankets
<br />stould be renovated.
<br />We thcronghly cleanse, remove
<br />that beddy odor and any stains,
<br />reoard and return them to you
<br />with the same soft, fleecy finish
<br />they hat when originally per -
<br />In foreselipie booklet free. Illetemi
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<br />Scribbles—When I take a dislike to a
<br />man I use him as the villainous char-
<br />acter In one of my novels. Cfiticus—
<br />Ab, I see! You punish the poor fellow
<br />by burying him alive, as ft were.
<br />Why They Fly.
<br />Bobby—Mamma, do the streets of
<br />heaven flow with milk and honey?
<br />Mamma—So the Bible says, dear. Bob.
<br />by—And Is that why the angels have
<br />wings, 'eause the welkin's so bad'
<br />Obedience is better than sacrifice.
<br />Shakespeare.
<br />NOTICE OFMORTGAGE
<br />Notice Is hereby given that default has been
<br />made in tbe oonditIons of a mortgage executed
<br />by Thomas Callahan, John H. Callahan. .d
<br />Hoer Callahan, mortgagors, to The German
<br />entertain Hank of Hastings, Minnesota, moro.
<br />raeri;nddatedotiditte,ILentthy-floti;ihe.d.sty the reFebrttrfarriv.
<br />drejs of sabl Dakota Coeunty, M I n nesola,giOn ober
<br />fifteen! h day of May, 1900. at 10:15 o'clock a. m
<br />10 nook 20 of Mortgagee, on pages 28 to 30-
<br />1061u:ire; that the amount claimed to be due on
<br />said mortgage at this date, and hereby- declared
<br />to be due thereon, la al: hundred and ninety
<br />flee (1.11m, and thirty
<br />°eat. (MAO), and Oh;
<br />further men of twenty-uven dollars and ten
<br />Cents (881.10) taxes and penalties against the
<br />real property in said mortgage conveyed for the
<br />year* axe and 1906, paid by said mortgagee, and
<br />fifty dollars attorney's fee stipulated In said
<br />mortgage to be paid in oase of foreclosure
<br />thereof, that the premises described in and
<br />oonreyed by said mortgage are situated in the
<br />county of Dakota, in the state of Minnesotaand
<br />are known and described u the northwest
<br />quarter of the northeast quarter fowl; of nehO
<br />of section six (6), in township one hundred and
<br />fourteen (114), range eighteen (18): that by
<br />virtue of the power of sale contained in said
<br />*heritage and purioaut to the statute Io such
<br />ca00 made and provided, said mortgage will be
<br />foreclosed by a sale of said mortgaged premises
<br />at public vendor to the highest bidder for cub.
<br />by the sherfif of said Dakota County. Minnesota,
<br />at the north front door of the courthouse, in
<br />the city of Hutings, in said oouaty and state,
<br />on Monday. the eighth day of June, 5909,11 ten
<br />o'clock In the forenoon, to itatIsty the amount
<br />then due and owing on said mortgage, together
<br />with the $27.10 taxes so paid by the mortga- ee
<br />the/MI:Wetter/ley.' fee stipulated to be paltin.
<br />c.e of foreclosure, and the legal disbursements
<br />0,4 e."":1sw
<br />1itale.
<br />Diced t1nty-third day of April, 1908.
<br />THE GERMAN AMERICAN HANK OF
<br />Hastings, /4 innesota.
<br />Viltirrono. Attorney for Mortgagee.
<br />HASTiNGS. MINNESOTA, Hong:get:
<br />E. A.
<br />ESTATE OF DECEDENT.
<br />Stale of Minnesota, county of Dakota.—ss
<br />In probate court.
<br />In the matter of the estate of Frank Rand,
<br />det'Ttiderastate of Minnesota to Caroline Rund,
<br />William Frank Ruud, Harry Emil Rund, and
<br />all person. interested in the allowance and
<br />probate of the will of 'aid deoedeut. The peti,
<br />Lion of Caroline Rund being duly filed In
<br />court, representing that Frank Rund, than
<br />a resident of the nounty of Dakota, state
<br />of klineeeota, died on the 884 day of
<br />March, 1908. leaving a last will and testa-
<br />rnwiettibt,
<br />wblcb tlit,
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<br />instrument be allowed as the last will and testa-
<br />ment of raid decedent, and that letters
<br />testamentary bo issued thereon to said Caroline
<br />Rued. Now, therefore, vou, and each of
<br />you. are hereby cited sea required to show
<br />cause if any you have, before thie .ort, at the
<br />probate oourt rooms in the courthouse, in Hest.
<br />int, county of Dakota, state of Minnesota. on
<br />the 14th day of May, 1908, at 9:90 o'clock
<br />ta)...m.iiientz.the p11301 00 said petition should not
<br />0fItaeiit, Thos. P. Moran, judge of said court.
<br />1 1.0.3nd1.hegoss.) of said court this 14th day of
<br />and
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<br />ve SEAL. THOS. P. MORAN,
<br />Judge of Probate.
<br />ESTATE OF DECEDENT.
<br />State of Minnesota, oouoty of Dakota.—as.
<br />probate court.
<br />In the metier of the estate of Jacob Mamer
<br />de°edTheenstut. le of Minnesota to Peter Kamer.
<br />Joarphine (Schweich) Mamer, Mary Schaal,
<br />Margaret Beecher, Charles Hamer. John Mamer,
<br />George Hamer, Joseph Hamer, Ferdinand
<br />Hamer, Jacob blamer, Herdic, Hamer, Mary
<br />Hamer, Jennie blamer. Nicholas Mamer, and
<br />all persona interested In the anal account and
<br />distribution of the *elate of said decedent. The
<br />representative of the above named decedent
<br />baying filed in this court Mc 6l a000unt of
<br />the administration of the est/Woof said deoeden t„
<br />together with hie petition praying for the
<br />adjustment and allowance of said awe account
<br />and for distribution of the residue of said estate
<br />to the persons thereunto entitled. Therefore,
<br />yon and each of you are hereby cited and
<br />required to show eau.. if any you Imre, before
<br />this court, at the probate court room in the
<br />oourthoupe, in the city of Hastings, In the
<br />meaty of Dakota, state of Minnesota, on the
<br />lath day of May, 1908, at ten o'clock
<br />why said petition abould not be granted.
<br />ittsWit7 the judge of said owart, audomithAeLseal
<br />ofamset: Gout, this 16t1 dal Hoosf ltra Judge.
<br />Easter Orrg, earl.. Attorney for Petitioner.
<br />ORDER FOR HEARING.
<br />State of Minnesota, eonnty of Dekota.—es. In
<br />probate court,
<br />In the matter of the guardianship of Walter R.
<br />Perkins. ward.
<br />Tbe seentisa of abs above named ward, trig:
<br />Hales Coles, bailee made and filed in this
<br />oonr her final a000nnt, together with her peti-
<br />doe representing that said guardianahip bu
<br />terminated, sad praying that geld account be
<br />examined, adjusted, and allowed by this court,
<br />and tbat said guardian be discharged.
<br />It is ordered that said petition be beard and
<br />said acoostat examined and adjusted by this
<br />oourt. .4 0.. probate oonrt moat, in the court-
<br />house, is beefy of Dastiega,00tinty of Dakota.
<br />state of Miesteeta, on the Ilith day of May,
<br />ISM &OA o'olook a in.. and that this order be
<br />Nerved by pobilostioti theme °Doe to wst) week.
<br />fur three ageoessive weeks prior to said day of
<br />besets& to The nesting* Quetta. a weekly
<br />siewspapor. printed and published at Hastings,
<br />liatod Apell Mb, 1801
<br />the era THOS. P. NOUN.
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