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TKELRQUP. MONDAY NOVEMBER 9, 1891.
TruiV On chattel mortgaires,
SSV Ti. W' j wwelry. and all articles
(''VJ- -T..rs delivered at your door
Tp nH- AV nr week.
HK fnrlt'4C Per
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Zrarr'bra rooms; enquire at 1717
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. 177. r-iAthln? salesmen.
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iSTEO-- ;- Cjm.)any; ,pI,iy to 305 Brady
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TJT . .irolroea liberal mjnsy: call ai
Tenkh irood salesmen to take order
W f p n' fruit anU ornamental tree,
'".'V: ni.e". snraha.etc. No experience
.cull R.f-tvnres reqntred. GOOD PAY.
c-"',ry,i p f-rtiBMAN A CO., Rochmtkb,
Sow for Work
m,vt received large additions to their stock "
in every depirtment.
ted supplies of all kinds, including
Encyclopedeas, Etc ,
Best Goods at Low Rates-.
1 D. HUESING,
R?preen:a. anisc other ime-tned ana well
Cows F:re Insurance Companies he following :
RiT; Iiiiarancc Company, of England.
W.Vnoter Fire Ins. Company of N . Y.
B'flaio German Ins. Co., Buffalo, N. T.
Rncor-ier German Ins. Co., Rochester, H. Y.
C:::i"r In. Co., of Pittsburgh, Pa.
F.re Office. London.
Ut.on la?. Co., of California.
e.vir'.: las. Ci., Sew Biven, Conn.
K: a-.Bee Mechanics Ins. Co., Milwaukee, Wis
Scheie Fire Ins. Coof Peoria, 111,
Office Cor. ISth St., and Second Ave."
ROCK ISLAND. ILL.
J. M. BUFORD,
' Tm old Firs and Tlme-trM rirmyaittt t
LOSSES PROMPTLY PAD.
at as low as any raU'ble company earn ilaA'
our patronage la mUtrted
tVOfflce in Argus block.
Surety on Bonds.
" Ti'e whi -re require! to c-ve bands in psi-
' r-ii r. sni who de-'j to avoid asking
'- . - .'. ., -p their sure Ic. or who may wish
1 r.- It.- ,ri-ticis from furt r obligations as
"' : .el;. r t 'iwo who n iv iestre bonds and
uuii r.Fclii;. required in the ir s, should apply
inpw.nm: b ,ettcr to the AMERICAN
SURETY CO , "f New ori. Cash Capital
JmOjj.uoO Dc--rt iiWe rircnltr on application.
CS En. LISBItKKSECHT. Acent.
1712 ceod avenue, Kock Island, 111.
H0R3T VON.KCECKRITZ, Pharmacist
?BiscnnrioKs a Sfbolaltt.
Fourth Ave. and Twentv-Third St-
Orders promptly filled for
Game, Fish and
Also a first-class ReBtauran!
Me.. a nourg- 3 Harry W. Smythe at
Ei-tate of Jennie Gibbs, Deceased.
. Tlte uiifieMiened having been appointed admin
!ririx of the estate of Jennie Wibbs.
"Vr,."' ,he county of Kock Island, slate
J"'. II. mois deceased, hereby gives notice that she
'I piear before the county court of Rock
"""i comity, at the office of tbe clerk of said
"'. In ihe citr of Rock Island, at the Decem
ber term, on the first Monday in December next,
iirn time all persons having claims against
Jm estate are notified and requested to attend.
"''""'l'Urpo.eof having the same adjusted. All
jr,0, indebted to said estate are requested to
e inmetliatepayment to the undersigned.
Uateii rt,i. lnh d(ly of ocob-r, a.. D.. 18M.
ANNIE M. WORKMAN, Administratrix,
CATTLE IN A STAMPEDE,
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W:AT IT MEANS TO HAVE A HERO
RUM AWAY ON THE PRAIRIES.
A Grmp.Ho Account or an Incident of
Cattle DHrins; No Man's Land Chaa.
1C Frisbtaned and Half Mad Creatures
fi.r Bonn la the Davrk.
"Fellers, they air goin' to run tonight"
Old Joe, the speaker, turned In his saddle
and began to scan the horizon. Aa ha
caught sight of a cloud no larger than yout
hand that was jost beginning to show it
self away to the northwest, he repeated the
prcphecy, and added, -An 1 don't think,
we U have any kick a -co ruin' about the
dm t termorrcr, either."
Ihe time was in the seventies, the lo
cal ty. No Man's Land, and we were on ths
old Dodge trail, with 1,690 beeves, bound
for Ogalalla. The herd had been put up
sotie seeks before on the Brazos. At Red
rtv jr crossing we had picked up a bunch
thet had been lost out of a previous drove
belinging to the same company. These
rte-irs were placed in our herd against th
advice of old Joe. "They air ole stam
peters, and they'll spile the whole herd.
Let. them wait for one of them dogie outfits
At supper that evening but little waa
ai 1; even the cook's yarns, told in his in
lm table style, fell flat. Every few minutes
our foreman would cast uneasy glances at
the great black clouds that were slowly
ris ng in the northwest. Instead of picket
ing- the horses, as was the custom, the ani
mala were saddled and tied to the wagon,
or to bushes close by.
The first guard had hardly more than
tal en charge when the rest of the outfit
prr pared to roll in. The cook, after tying
a lantern to the tongue, climbed in the
wagon, tied the sheet down and thanked
the Lord that he was a cook. The wrangler
fot nd a place under the coupling pole that
suited his complexion, while the riders un
etripped th'lr little "hot roll" on the
ground and piled in without removing even
boots and spurs.
Tor some reason I was restless and nn
ab eto sleep. All the slumber produing
receipts were tried in vain. 1 lay on my
bark and watched the clouds obscure star
after star, until the whole heavens were
hid. 1 counted the number of rounds the
guards were making, and then fell to
wstchi::g the lightning and trying to judge
ho far it was off by seeing how many I
could count before I heard the thunder
thut followed every flash.
After a while, growing weary of this, I
tu:-ned toward the fire. By it sat one of
the guards sipping strong coffee between
wtifls::t bis cigarette. The rattle of the
ch dns on his spurs and bit as his horse
jof-ged along told the whereabouts of an
other, while the wild Spanish song that
Boited from the far side of the bed ground
indicated that "Little Jack," in thought
at least, was with his black eyed sweet
beirt on the distant Rio Grande.
1 closed my eyes for a few minutes, and
wl.en I looked again the guard had left
th; Gre. Little Jack's song was finished,
and the only song from the bed ground
wia the deep breathing of some animal
th it had just lain down. The thunder
had. ceased for a few minutes, and the hoot
of an owl in the cotton wood made the dark
ness still darker and the night more dreary.
As I dozed off Old Joe's words kept ring
In ; in my bead: "There ain't no danger es
long es any of 'em air up an' a-grazin', but
wlten they air all down, and it's that quiet
you kin hear yoar own heart beat, then
yaa wanter git ready ter ride."
1 was still semi-conscious when I heard
a roar like a mighty tornado and sprang
ur as some one shouted:
''They are gone, fellows! They are gone!"
In less than a minute every man was in
the saddle and rushing after the fleeing
herd. No need to ask which way; the
tr tine;! night horses know their duty, and
are straining every nerve. The lightning's
pliy is grand; electricity is everywhere;
ficmes dance along the mane, a ball of firs
gleams on each ear tip. By the flashes the
riders locate the lay of the land in front.
HEADING TUEM BACK!
Soon we begin passing the drags. No
need to look after them: they'll follow,
at d the real work is on ahead. Far away,
in front, above the roarof cattle and thund
er, the guards can be heard singing and
6b outing to the maddened herd. As we
dish on the sounds appear to be coining
to 3 re and more from the left; the leaders
are being pressed around, and soon by a
fli.sh we see them coming: right in front
of the crazed animals, looking like a ghost
in his long white slicker, bis fiery little
night horse Itiuging and fighting for his
head, rode Little Jack, singing, calling and
v.-earing by turns.
By a concerted action, in which good
lack, stout lungs and heayy quirts all play
important parts, the herd is thrown to
gether and the milling begins. Around
and around tbey go, each animal with its
bmd over the rump of the one just in front
no beginning, no end, just a solid mass,
staring, moaning, as only stampeded cattle
ran. Balls of fire leap from horn to horn.
Tbe cowboys are seated on their horses
still as statues, all formiug a picture that
Ci.n't be duplicated. The order is passed
along to "Give more room!" the riders fall
buck, the "mill" ceases, and soon is heard
a series of coughs: "Jess clearin' their pipes
ft r another dash," some one says.
Now the rain begins, first slow, then in
creasing, till finally it is coming in a driving
sheet. With the first drops the cattle turn
a id begin drifting with the storm, all the
riders getting in front and endeavoring to
h ild them buck.
"If we kin only hold 'em till their hides
g;t wet I b'lieve we've got 'em," Old Joe
But It wasn't to be. Something gives
them a scare and away they go I No sooner
a-ethe leaders checked than others turn
leaders, and the whole herd goes thunder
ing after them. Another mill is formed
aid tbe same performance gone over again.
So the night wears away. The runs
grow shorter; occasionally an animal be
gins to eat. The rain is over, though the
c ouds still hang heavy. Tbe lightning
bas ceased, and the riders sit still and mo
t onless. unable to see even the beads of
t je horses they ride. Water stands every
T here, and the cattle begin grazing in ail
directions. The foreman gives orders to
r.de away, as our presence would only
S'rve to stir up and scatter the herd.
Some unsaddle, roll up in their wet
i innketa and bleep. Others light pipes and
cigarettes and begin watching for signs of
tae coming morning. With the first gray
screaks in the east horses are saddled and
t he crew gather around for orders.
After a hot breakfast, during which all
tell their experiences of the night, and Old
M ...or for the hundredth time that
this is bis last trip on the trail, beds are
t ried, fresh horses are caught, ue nero is
tallied and found correct, and once more
head for Ogalalla,-Las Vegas Stock
THE BROKEN BLADE.
THB KAN IN THE CASE.
Outside the twilight deepens, darker.
darker, dark, and at last the dismal.
gloomy day is dead and the dismal.
gloomier night reigns in its stead.
Monntford Manse is hushed like a
house of death, and the night wraps it
like a shroud. The wind that moans
mournfully through the grim and naked
boughs of the bare and leafless elms
seems fit accompaniment to the gloomi
ness of the scene, and mourns mid the
eaves with a wail like the plaint of the
banshee, the-crier of death ordained.
A student lamp in the one room light
ed up casts a weird circle of light
through its muffling shade. Lighted by
its rays a man, young in years, but pre
maturely gray, his forehead seared with
those lines that trace the finger touch of
care, sits deep immersed in his papers.
At last John Monntford rouses from
his work. "Ugh! What a night it is.
It seems as if all the cares and dark
deeds of the past had risen from their
graves and were all abroad tonight I
feel a premonition, a dread of some
thing, I know not what But pshaw I
Away with such thoughts Madelaine,
But the echoes of his own voice re
turned to him along the dark and vault
ed passageway. The scampering feet of
a startled rat pattered across behind the
wainscot and the house is silent once
again, and John Monntford turned once
more wearily to his task.
And the world called him happy. A
lawyer of repute. The owner of broad
lanus, the husband of a beautif u 1 woman.
Th world had called him happy. The
wo that knows so much.
THE NEMESIS OF THE NIGHT.
A woman, pale and panting, nerved
to a desperate deed, comes stealthily
through the darkened hall. She shivers
as she hears the wind go by the house,
riding the storm with loud discordant
cries, and then she pauses, parting the
portieres and stands with gleaming eyea
against the purple pall of the velvet
hanging. Her face is white, her raven
tresses hang uncoufined. She clutches
the curtain and glances fixedly at tho
unconscious man busy at his task. Tiio
portieres quiver with the nervous ten
sion of the slim, white hand. She stands
a goddess of wrath uprisen, a nemesis oil
"It must, it shall be done!" she mut
ters; "there is no other way;" and, fear
ful, she watches the man in the circle of
the light, trembling lest lie turn and see
her. Then she again recovers her cour
age. "What would you think, John
Monntford, did you know that I stood
behind yon and with this in my hand?"
and she smiles as she holds up a curious
ly shaped knife, sharp and keen, with a
fantastic handle of ebony. The man
turns uneasily, as if he feels what is to
happen. His wife glides past him nnper
ceived to the kitchen to open the sardines
with his pet razor! New York Evening
Ureaklng m Utile.
"Now 6top teasing me. Don't yon
know that the placard says, 'Do not an
noy the ., animals?"' Harper's Young
Chollie Er aw Miss Figg, may I
dare to offeh my heart and hand to the
fairest of her sex, the wose without a
Miss Laura Mr. Sophleigh, yon are
the fourth to propose to me in those very
Chollie Ya-as. All of ouah fellahs
nse that fawm of pwoposal, don'tcher-
know. Indianapolis Journal.
Almost Killed Him.
Cholly Did you beah about poor, deak
Cecil? The poor boy is at the point of
Reginald Why, no. Whateveh is the
Cholly His beastly cad of a furnisher
actually twied to sell him a ready made
tie. Clothier and Furnisher.
He Was Hungry.
"Mary," said Mrs. Hicks to the new
waitress, "what has become of those
"Oh, mum," replied Mary with a
frightened sob, "the cook's cousin was
here Sunday, and he ate 'em all up. He's
the glass eater at the museum, mum."
A military band was playing in the
park. During one of tbe pauses an ama
teur stepped up to one of the musicians.
"Haw, my good man, would yon mind
telling me what that is yon have been
"Number nine, sir." Masque de Fer.
Almost Too Much.
Teddy How old are yon, Annt Milly?
Aunt Milly (who owns to thirty-five)
Oh, Teddy almost a hundred.
Teddy Auntie, 1 can't believe you
1 d believe yon if you d said fifty. Har
Mere Inference. -
Wool Why is it that they
now for the waters at Saratoga?
Van Pelt Give it np; but I did hear
that one of tbe big hotels had a nulkma
as manager. Truth.
,. ' j, : !! ' I DOfOT AMMO)
That Looks Impossible !
But it is the Truth!
Our entire stock of Clothing and Gents Furnish
ing Goods has to be sacrificed regardless
of cost, as we will positively
QUIT THE CLOTHING BUSINESS.
115 and 117 West Second Street, DAVENPORT, IA.
Will give away a NEAT PENCIL CASE
with every pair of School Shoes this com
ing week, at the old reliable shoe house,
Imparts r ml Ham tnupart?n-T tu (he rkiA. R
I mom all rttrmtc. frckl and 4twlontions. For
I Ml? by mtl KrAMMdrursTs'C or maiied for AO eta.
I stater sju nrTinururKi war auauivu
In stamps by
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Xswtram ArrrrmrniKO Bcasarj 10 enroot
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J. T. T3IXOJST,
And Dealer in Mens' Fine Woolens.
1706 Second Avenne
1622 Second Avenue i
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