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tH6 GlftL HERSELF. i not her bonnet, It Is trne; "Twas act her bonnet nice and new That fixed my Idly roving eye That Summer day as she passed by.< 1 cannot tell you how 'twas made; I c'nnnot tell the ribbon's shade, JTor just the color of the wreath— I only saw the face beneath. t noticed not her dress tho white, If It were made In latest style, With Grecian folds and closest fit, Or furbelows adorning It. It trtay have been of flimsy wear; I do not know, I do not care, For all my thoughts that wandered wide Were centered on the girl Inside. Oh, she W'aa sweet from head to feet, The prettiest girl upon the street! Depending hot on outward dress To emphasize her loveliness. Though many another maiden owes Her chief attraction to her clothes, This one, though well supplied with pelf, Would have Ho rival to herself. If yon should meet this maid by chance, You'd give her more than passing glance, And note perhaps with some surprise Her perfect mouth, her lovely eyes. But, oh, I warn you not to let Your heart escape Its bounds as yetl She's spoken for—tho charming elf I I'm going to marry her myself I I —New York Ledger. : A TELESCOPIC VIEW. r THE UPPER DEB MOINS8: ALGONA, IOWA, WEDNESDAY, DEOJKMglR '• The cub having gone off to Switzerland to look for Mousie (and to propose to her), I informed William that it wai my intention to return to town without delay. So William said, "Then I ehnll come and stay with you." I let him come. I knew why ho wanted to come. Ho wanted to come because he wanted to pay calls at the Jungla 'and (see Miss Ethel Mainwariug. William, therefore, accompanied me, and it soon became clear to me that his visit was to be one of some duration. However, ns he spent most of his tiino hovering between Lord's and the Jungle— partaking of many meals at the latter address—his stay did not put me to much expense, which was gratifying, an my income, though quite sufficient foi one single gentleman, will not stand being divided between L two single gentlemen. I have often remaVked to the cashier of the London-German that it is strange how badly off most writers on finance are—the irony of fate, I presume —but his sole reply is, "I zubboze it ia begoa they bragtiss vot they breach," and pays little regard to my wistful glances in the direction of his strongbox. The foregoing sentences are supposed to represent a period of rather more than three weeks. I was making some humorous remarks about a company which , had been started to insure young married men against twins when there came two slow knocks at the door—two lifeless knocks, two abjectly miserable knocks. Mr. Charles Johnson, the clerk, knew who it was. He is in love himself with a young lady in a Fleet street teashop and sympathizes with the cub. As gently, therefore, as a trained nurse did Mr. Johnson open the door, and it was with an air of the deepest condolence that ho ushered Master John Maiuwar- ing into my presence. "Oh, how are you?" I cried cheerfully. "Ripping; thanks," he replied, in a tone such as condemned murderers •would use in reply to Mr. Billington's greeting. Then he flung himself into a chair and laughed bitterly. "I wish I were dead—dead!" he then remarked. This was getting serious. Here was a yqung gentleman, aged 28, possessed of ^dependent means, splendid health and all those other things which make life worth living, don't you know, wishing he -were no more—wishing he were a cold corpse. I knew, of course. Getting up marched into Charles Johnson's scullery office to find that blushing youth deep in a penny booklet, entitled "Wooed, Won and Wed; or, TrueL,ove Triumphs O'er AH," J gave Mr. Johnson some directions, and present^ ho came in with two steaks, a mouftaiu of vegetables and a largo bottle of Lord Bass. "Now, Mainwaring," I said, "I'll • say grace to save time, and you set to. He demurred at first, but finally allowed himself to be persuaded. The scene that followed fairly beggars description. When the cub had finished, I said, as he lit his pipe: "So she won't have you?" ' To my surprise, ho did B0t do or say anything violent, but wont on lighting fog Pipe, I was inwardly congratulating myself on the success of the- measures I had taken in order to disperse the OBb's funereal ideas, when he suddenly remarked: "This is my last pipe." "Going to train for something, then? "This is the last pipe I shall ever smoke." 'You'll find it difficult to give up to- I bacoo so suddenly." | He puffed solemnly for a few mo| nents, and then, pointing with the stem | of his brier to the cleared, deoss, he [said; K? have, eaten my last meal." It now struck me that there was some- jftbing more than mere training m the Icub'a self abnegation. There was that lip, his cold blooded speeches which chillea we, which produced a curious Bensfttion in my scalp, which would aonbtless have caused my hair to stand p,p end had the quantity thijre been sut- "ient to undergo the process. I gazed fcim with a paling face. fpr qnjfe three minutes he said n.ptft-. but smoked, steadily. Feeling tbo* gh,)y nncomffflrta.bje, 'I took «P » T fo««™ovriU ? bad hardly . line; however, when the oob jn, 90, offhand, {one: <l« short, I awgowg tokil) myself. depths^of the inside breast pocket of hi* oat or this"—whipping, withadex- tenty that would have done credit to Mr. Maskolyne, a tiny revolver out of some other part of his apparel. 4 You are well provided," 1 said chaff- jngly, although I felt nervous at being la such oloae proximity to so deadly an outfit. ''Yes," he said, toying with the revolver, "I am going to make sure of it. I shall first swallow the poison, then cut my throat and then shoot mysell through the brain." He tried the edge of the razor on hii finger, and, uncorking the bottle, sniffed at its contents with an evident relish. I turned cold to niy finger tips. Great heavensl Was it all a dream? I rubbed my eyes and gazed at tho cub. No, i« was grim reality, every bit of it. The girl had refused him, and so he had concluded that the best way but of hit misery was to commit suicide. The tobacco began to hiss and burn in the bottom of his pipe bowl. His hvat smoke was drawing to a close. And then— I threw him my pouch. "More 'baccy?" Ho placed it politely on the edge oi the desk. "No, tbnnks—finished now." And he rose from his chair and walked tc tho window. "I should just like to tak« a last look at the sun shining on th< trees." I suppose I moved, for he wheeled around like lightning. "If you attempt to interfere with me," ho said, with the same unnatural calm in his voice and manner, "I'll shoot you first, Worm, and myself afterward. Ho pray be careful.'' "Put it off for a few minutes," 1 begged him. "I want to talk to you. Just tell mo what has happened." "I'm not in any particular hurry," he observed, reseating himself, "and ] have no objection to tolling yon what has happened. But nothing you can saj will alter my determination. This thing must bo—I say must be." And ho patted the pocket which contained tho poison. "Well, go ahead," I urged him. "Just tell nio what you did after you left us so suddenly in the Dooue valley." "No need to detail the journey," he muttered; "just a sheep walk—every one goes the same way. I mode tracks for Southampton, caught the night boat to Havre, wont on to Rouen, thence to Paris, Paris to Geneva, and thoro J was." "And then, of course, you tool Mousie—I beg pardon, Miss Rathbone —by surprise, proposed to her all in > heap, and got rejected, as was quite natural. You can't rush a thing like that." "I did not meet Miss Rath bone," said the cub coldly, "and I did not propose to her. Getting to Geneva was ona thing, but finding her was quite another. People go to Geneva and make excursions all round the shops. I found out the hotel 'at which she was stopping, and tried to get rooms there myself, but it was full up. This was why I constantly missed her—she was always going off somewhere, and whenever I followed her she always caught the train or boat that I just missed. So, although I dUdged about for a fortnight, I didn'l meet her once. Tho amount of money 1 spent chasing about and making inquiries and tipping people was something appalling, but of course I didn't mind that." "Well," I said, "I don't see why yon should kill yourself because you missed her in Switzerland." "Let me go on," said the cub sternly, "and then you'll understand why. Just as I was thinking of giving it up and coming home I heard that she and her party had gone to Chamouni, with the intention of ascending Mont Blanc. Of course—just my luok—I was a train and a coach behind, as you go to Clusea by train and then coach on to ChamonnL When I finally got there, I was told that the party I was in search of had started up some hours before. I asked whethei it wouldn't be possible to catch them up, but the great fool of a guide I wae talking to just laughed and made a face. Then ho told me that I could watch them through a telescope, but as foi catching them up that was impossible. Well," continued the cub, "I paid my money and the telescope chap put me on to them at once. He said they were nearly 4,000 feet above the valley, but I could see them as plainly as if they were only 60 yards away. There were five or nix people. Just as I had got my eyes on Mousie a great fat Johnnie whc was walking a few yards behind her actually went up, and—and"—• The cub paused. "Goon," I said. "What did he doi" "\Yhy"—with heaving chest and glaring eyes— "bo put his arm inside here and began talking and laughing as ii he'd known her all her life!" "And what did she do?" "Talked and laughed back*""Well?" , "Well, isn't that enough? She's en- A FIELD OF DAISIES. away on every side The wide fields billowed in gold and wklte- ena of thousands of daisies fair Looked tip and welcomed the stmshine bright Bnt the farmer loaned on his hoo to rest And muttered frowningly, "I'll bo West If oter I Bee such a spreadin pest!" His wife was bustling to and fro, Making the guestrooms "spiok and span," Decorating with muslin and Borlm, And the ever present Japanese fan. Then she threw her apron over her head And out for a "posy" of daisies sped. "The boarders '11 like 'cm I" she breathles said. The came, and with "Ohsl" and "boarders "Ahs!" Greeted tho fields where tho daisies trooped Aad they plucked them for belt and breast and hair, Then threw them down where they fadej and drooped. And they fell in tho dusty wagon track, Where the clumsy oxen drew nnrt and rack, And their trampled beauty came not back. Bnt the little daughter wandered forth Under the branching apple trees That bordered the field, and lived all day With birds and flowers and whisperin| breeze. And the daisies listed her prattle sweet, And told her stories for fairies meet, Such as only the daisies can repeat. And the poet, dreaming beneath tho trees, Half in ohadow and half in sun, As tho drifting clouds moved overhead, Lived with the daisies till day was done. And they wakened thoughts that In liquid rhymo Carried tho soul of tho summer time To an exile lone in a dreary clime. —Mliiuio Loonu Upton In Good Housekeeping A SUKPBISE. gaged to feim—that's clear. I came slap howe and here I am. It's all over. In five minutes I shall be dead!" I started from my chair. "There must be some mistake, I exclaimed. "The man you saw was evidently a relative." "I know all the members of her fam- ilv " said the cub, "and there's no man like that in it. No; she's engaged. I don't care to live any longer. "Look here, Jack." I said desperate- lv "let me make some inquiries. I give you my solemn, word of honor that I won't BUS anything about your—er—in- tentions? Let me go to your place and S to find out the truth of the matter. Trust me not to give you away." n shone out gayly just then, the cub thought it a pity to it so suddenly. At any rate be •'I won't do anything till yon .grfe I swear it. Now go!" So off I went post haste to the Jungle, 1 returned with the news 9 t you see. . JV ho continued. "Either with i white § ra#or from (suddenly warned b to live long eaoagh to try his Mr. and Mrs. Bert Lester had n flat or the North Side. They wore and are tho kind of young married people calculated to restore a feeling of confidence as to matrimony. Ma^iy a bachelor after spending an evening at the Lester Sat and rioting in the simple delights of a "Dutch lunch' 1 would remark to somo other baoheloi as they were walking homeward, "Say, if I knew whore there was another Mrs. Bert Lester, I'd bo a married man ID less than six mouths." Tho Lestors had a dozen or more men friends, mostly of the hotel kind, but Joe Barnet hold tho record for constant attendance. When there was any sort of social gathering at tho Lester flat, Joe was neither absent nor tardy. Ho and Bert Lester had been good friends long before there was any Lester flat. Mrs. Lester believed that Joo was an "awfully nice fellow." She had laid certain plans for his future. Louise Rhodes had been preached to Joo Barnet for a year. Her picture was on tho Lester mantel, and her name went back and forth bo twoen the Lesters. "Oh, Joe, I must havo Louise come up to visit me," Mrs. Lester would say when she had dragged Joe up to the photograph for tho hundredth time. "You'll like her immensely. She's as clever as she can bo, and pretty. Joo, her father has plenty of money too. Think of that." "I don't see why that should interest me," Joo would reply with an indifference which was wholly assumed. " Well, if I was a man there would not be many girls like Louise Rhodes running around single.'' • "You couldn't marry more than one of them." "You're very bright tonight, aren't you? Wait till you seo her. I know you will fall in lovo with her, and then it will serve you right if she refuses to look at you at all." Mrs. Bert Lester nnd tho much talked of Louise Rhodes had been classmate* in a girls' seminary in Ohio. Aftei graduating Kate Townsend returned tc Chicago and promptly accepted Bert Lester. Louise resumed a country town existence at Flavius, Ind., where hei father owned a grain elevator, a bank, a general store and a hub and spoke factory. His country possessions wore marked by white farmhouses and huge red barns. Mrs. Lester once visited Louise at Flavius, and when she re turned home she told fanciful stories ol tho Rhodes possessions. Last spring, while Mrs. Lester was writing to Louise, coaxing her to come to Chicago on a visit, Joe Barnet did a very unusual thing. He wrote a lettei to Miss Louise Rhodes of Flavius, Ind., a young woman whom fao had never seen. Mark the cunning of the scoundrel! This is tho way .tho letter ran: "Of course you dare not overlook my vast presumption in thus addressing you. One fact you must consider, however. I am with the Lesters so much ol the time that I am, to all intents and purposes, a member of the household, and this may entitle me to the privilege of joining in the invitations. You may remember that May 8 will mark the third anniversary of their marriage. I am arranging to give a little dinner in their honor, but I want to make it a sur prise to them. As yon aro Mrs. Lester's most intimate friend, it would be almost a calamity if you were not present at the dinner. You will understand, ol course, that I could not have forwarded this information through the agency ol Mrs. Lester. Don't tell her that I have written to you. I do not want her to learn of the dinner, and there are other reasons." The letter closed with a final plea foi pardon, and Joe mailed iti in tho con- BoionsueEB that he bad done a very clever thing. He believed, that any young woman, no matter how strict her seminary training had been, would have to answer that kind of letter. He was not mistaken. The reply came three days later, and it was in a bald and peaked handwriting, in which both Ink and space were lavishly wasted. The letter called him "Mr, Barnet" and said among other things: "Under these extraordinary circumstances I suppose I am justified in writing to you— % stranger. No, not a. stranger, either, 'for I have he»rd »o much about you (throughKate) that I suppose I cm »l*ey,dy claim a half wftjT «0- quaiatuuce, Alan, to nay it I } cannot cpme to Chicago for your little dinner, Which, »iU 4o»btleaB be lovely, We 9X9 in the throee of preparation for » wed- (ling here (my cousin), and until she Ii safely away on her wedding tour I shall be deliriously busy. It's too bad. Pet- haps nest month I shall bo in Chicago, and yott may bo fture 1 will be prepared to feign proper sutpriso and embarrassment when Kate presents you. I would not for worlds let her know I hod written this letter." "Say, she's all right." this is wha< Joo Bafiiet told himself as he read hei letter and grinned like a vealy toy ovel his first love note. Joo studied the letter again and concluded that the yoong woman had not been seriously offended. So he wrote another letter, setting forth some of the June attractions in Chicago and hoping, rather more fervently than in the first letter, that she would accept tho Lestel invitation. He received an answer expressing regret that no absolute promise could be made atid incidentally suggesting that the writer would be pleased to learn some of the particulars in regard to the little dinner in honor of Mr. and Mrs. Lester. Joe construed this at an open consent to keep tip the correspondence, and in one short month thereafter his letters began, "My Deal Miss Rhodes," and she addressed him as "My Dear Mr. Barnot," this being the set and accepted form, although not commonly used between young peopli who have never met. In the meantime Mrs. Lestor continued to show tho photograph to Joo and lecture on the superlative merits of hei classmate. In her letters to Louise she eulogized Joe. All this was preliminary to her subtle plans for a matchmaking. In July tho correspondouce had become so cordial in its exchanges that Joo felt at perfect liberty to slip away to a night train and go to Flavius, Ind. Ho told tho Lesters an elaborate Ik about going to Indianapolis to settle a tax claim against somo property loft to him by his uncle. Miss Louise Rhodes, FINANCIAL. Eossuth County State Bank, ., $66,060.. Deposits received, mone* loaned, foreign 6nd domestic e*cjftii«er bouflht and Mons made promptly, ftnd a -gettoral banking business transacted. Passage from the old countries sold at lowest rates. *.•.**« WM. H. 1NGHAM, President; T. CHRISCHlLtES, Vice PrM; LEWIS 8. SttlTH. Directors— Wm. H. ingham, John O. Smith, J.B.Jones, T. Ohrlsohllles, Lewis H. Smith, W. Wadsworth, Barnet Devlne. ..^..^ _________ .,,.„., ________ _ _________ ...... ~.~. First National Bank of Algona, AMBROSE A. OAU D. H, HUTCH1NS.... UAP1TAL .............................. 150,000 .............. President I WM. K. FERGUSON ............ ,. ... -fiMJl'j* ..... ...VU* President I 0. I). SMITH ..................... A*st. Cftfrhler Directors— D. H. Hntchlns, S. A, Ferguson, Philip Dorwe^ler, F. H. Vesper, Ambrose A. Call, R. H. Spencer, Wm. K. Ferguson. „ ^ Money always on hand to loan at reasonable rates to parties furnishing first-class security. Special attention given to collections. J ., M __L-~^a_^~^^j*— -j» Ojnctrn and Director*— A. D. Clarke, President 0. 0. Chubb, Vice Prest., Thos. H. Lantry, Cashier, Qeo. L. Galbrafth, Fred. M. Miller. Myron Schenck, Thos. F. Cooke. CASH CAPITAL, 150,000, General Banking, PRIVATE SAFETY DEPOSIT VA.'OttS- efr'Interest paid on time deposits. GKHO. C- CLA.IL.X-i X'.A.TT© Six per cent Interest on Time Deposits for money Iqft iliree months or more. Money always on hand to loan on nrst mortKages, second nnwA tow A mortgages, and good collaterals. NotoHbotlght. ALOONA, IOWA. having been advised of his coming, told her parents on unblushing falsehood to tho effect that she had become well acquainted with Mr. Barnet whilo sha was attending tho seminary in Ohio. That day at Flavius settled it. They strolled under tho maples and wont driving along a winding crook road, an ardent Flavins couple in tho front scat and the overhanging boughs swooping the canopy top of tho Rhodes family oar- riago. They oat side by sido in tho big dining room while State Senator Rhodes, at tho head of tho table, ordered the timid hiiuC girl to deliver immense portions of spring ohiokou to the young man from Chicago. From that time on tho developments came with tho rush of closing chapters in a novel. Joe wrote almost daily, and after nn interval of two weeks ho was called to Indianapolis to settle another tax claim. On the occasion of his second visit to Flavins ho proposed, but he was not definitely accepted, with the full consent of the state senate, until he had paid a third visit. All this time he was pretending to be carelessly indifferent to the photograph in tho Lestor flat, and Louise Rhodes, in her letters to Mrs. Lester, sometimes mentioned that she would be glad to meet Mr. Barnot, having read so much about him. Last week the Flavins girl came to Chicago for tho long delayed visit. Jo$ had boon advised that the photograph girl was coming. Ho appeared at tho flat promptly at 8 o'clock. Mrs. Lester, fluttering with importance, mot him at tho door. Joo did not wait to bo welcomed. He slammed hi* hat and coat on tho rack, rushed into the parlor and then and there threw his arms around Louise Rhodes and kissed her. Mrs. Lester shrieked and then tottered over against an armchair, actually faint with terror. She thought that Joe had gono stark, staring mad. There had to be an immediate explanation, but it did not satisfy Mrs. Lester. She said the two of them were no bettor than tho people who go to matrimonial agencies or put sloshy "personals" into obscure weekly papers. She was shocked beyond expression and did not fully forgive them until they had pleaded for at least five minutes.—Chicago Record. "All in favor of John Paul Lumber will signify it by holding up their hands I" The verdict upon the thorough goodness and reliability of the staunch stuff from this concern is unanimous—farmers prefer our lumber because the grades are superior and are sold at lowest prices, nished quickly. Call and claims. Our Specialties are Sast), Doors Cement, Stucco ami Lime! PROFESSIONAL. •+^'^j~*^~*^*+S~*~r>-S*+S**S*i-* n *S*~'^*~*-'~*CLARKE A COHENOUR, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. Offlce over First National bank, Algona, la. E. H. CLARKE, ATTORNEY AT LAW. Collection agent. Hoston block. DANSON & BUTLER, LAW. LOANS. LAND. Collections a specialty. Office over Qalbralth's. SULLIVAN & McMAHON, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Ofllco in Hoxlo-FerKUHon bUck. E. V. S WETTING, ATTONEY AT LAW, Algona, Iowa. J. C. HAYMOND. KIINKHT C. HAYMOW RAYMOND & RAYMOND, ATTORNEYS AT LAW Algona, Iowa. FREDERICK; M. CURTISS, ATTORNE Y AT LAW, Ofllce ovor Ko»HUth County state UanU, Algona, Iowa. The i Wet more Truss THIS TIIUBB MUKUEKt) MB I WBTMOKI: William Morrta M a SocUlUt. Mr. Joseph Peunell, writing in the London Daily Chronicle, records the following incident: I remember seeing William Morris one Bunday afternoon walking up Parliament street. A meeting was being hold in the square. I now forget entirely what it was about, but the people holding it had made up theii minds to march to Westminster abbey, with a vague idea probably that when they got there they might do something. Suddenly an enormous crowd began to pour out of the square down Parliament street—a black, solid, muddy mass, for it was a wet, wintry day. On they came, with a sort of irresistible force, which really frightened one looking on as a spectator. And right in front—among the red flags, singing with all his might "The Marseillaise"—was William Morris. He had the face of a crusader, and he marched with that big stick of bis as the crusaders must have marched. One turned round and went with the crowd, which, when it got to the abbey, seemed half inclined to smash the windows, but those at the head of it were switched off and passed into Poets' corner, there to sit down and be preached 'to, while the others, who could not get in, were addressed by Canon Sawiin- son outside. But what was so ourioui was to find this artist—like another Oourbet—leading u crowd who really did not know what they wanted to do. However, bad this crowd determined to destroy, to tear down even a stone ol the abbey or to break a window. I think, instead of Wi)U<un Morris leading them, a stop farther, that they would ouly have taken that etep over bin body, I am. no* so wre wbaf pened bad the crowd F. L. TRIBON, M. D., Homeopathic. PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON. Office and reoldence in the Hooton Block. (In the new bloclt.) H. C. McCOY, M. D., PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON. Ofllco at residence, McGregor street. PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON, Algona, Iowa. A truss embodying the sym- plicity and durability of all other trusses, and yet unlike any of them. The most simple truss ever made. Is practically indestructible — wears forever. Made on strictly hygienic principles- no cumbersome springs to pass around the body. It gives perfect freedom of action without the slightest movement of the truss. Does not take one-half the pressure to hold the rupture that the old styles take. IloldH the rupture easily, yet firmly and M, J. KENEFICK, PHYSIVJAN AND SURCIEON. Office and residence over Taylor's. H. D. SPENCER, M. D., PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON, Sexton, Iowa. It stays Just where It is placed, Tho cheapest high-grade truss yetproduced, It IH absolutely guaranteed to lit and bold tho hernia with comfort, or money refunded. Don't buy any other truHH before trying this For sale and guaranteed by W. J. Studley, PHAUMACU8T, Boston Block, ALGONA, IA. DR. MARGARET E. COLES, Homeojxtthtii Physician and Surgeon. Ofllce and residence in Hoston llloek, ALGONA, IOWA. E. S. GLASIEH, D. D. S., BURGEON DENTIST, Omce over the State yank, Algona, Iowa, DENTIST, 4, L. RI8T. D, D. 8, Fred Thorn, AT HOBART, IOWA, Gives as many pounds of sugar for a dollar as anybody, and sells all kinds of GROCERIES at right prices, of We and want a part will do th« st Is 3 -., a*- i/c'

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