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GO88IP AND FUN.
The Household and Nonsense.
Woman's Affairs.
Born So.
One W the famous women's rights
women of the west is the Rev Miss
Annie Sltnw, and good stories are
told of her pluck and smartness.
Once when she was riding through
the lumber region of Michigan the
driver began to talk insultingly.
Miss Shaw stood it for half an hour
then suddenly drew a derringer from
the folds of her garments, and said
very quietly: "Tou low, contempt
ible brute utter another word of
that sort, and I'll shoot you like a
dog." The threat was sufficient.
The man did not uttef a sylable the
rest of the trip. He helped to get a
large congregation for her at the
settlement, "because," he said, "he
liked her grit." Once at a public
meeting a speaker who had been
discoursing on the traits of strong
minded women, among others that
of wearing short hair, suddenly
turned to Miss Shaw and asked:
"By the way, how did you acquire
that habit, Miss Shaw?" "Sir, I
was born so," was the answer.
Sixteeen Laughs,
It happened at a hotel not far
from the treasury building. He was
man of serious intentions and nu
merous attractions and she was rich
and wedable. Monday night he was
there, and they sat in the hall under
the stairway. It was a nook for
lovers. There wasn't a soul in sigiit
and he thought his golden opportu
nity had arrived. Down he flopped
on his knees and clasped her hand.
"Dear one," he whispered, not
very loud, but loud enough, "I have
loved you with the whole strength
and ardor of a man's nature when it
is aroused by all that is pure and
good and lovely in woman, and I
can no longer restrain my pent-up
feelings. I must tell you what is
in my heart, and tell you that never
yet has woman heard from my lips
the secrets that are throbbing and"—
Just then a rustle was heard on
-tli© stairs above them and a card
fastened £o a thread swung down
and dangled not two inches from the
lover's nose. On it were these por
tentious words: "I am something
of a liar myself." Then the awful
truth flashed upon him and he fled.
As he went out the door sixteen
girls at the head of the stairs sent
sixteen laughs out into the damp
night air after him.—[Washington
Critic.
"My Child! My Child!"
While Forepaugh's show was ex
hibiting at Orilia, Canada, a few
day* ago, and after the performance
in the circus pavilion had been in
progress for nearly an hour, during
which time the menagerie tent, con
taining the animals and elephants,
was as usual at such time, quite de
serted, a woman's terror-stricken
shriek, "My child! my child!" rang
through the pavilion and roused
the half-dozen keepers in the me
nagerie quarters from their after
noon nap. Hastening to the spot
from which the scream came a wo
man was found in the act of crawl
ing under the guard ropes which
encircle twelve large elephants.
Another glance revealed the tiny
form of a chubby four-year-old boy,
standing in the midst of the herd
patting their squirming trunks
with his diminutive hands, laughing
and shouting and having a world of
fun ail to himself with his ponder
ous playmates.
Unnoticed he had strayed from
his mother's charge, and, like all
boys, discovered the most perilous
place Io which to expose himself
unobserved by
anybody
1
he walked
under the guard ropes, surrounding
the elephants, and there he stood
when discovered by the frantic
mother, in the centre of a dozen
coUgsal beasts, who were reaching
ourxheir huge trunks toward him
and begging, as is their custoih, for
ginger snaps and peanuts, which
visitors are in the habit of feeding
them.
Old George Wade,, the elephant
keeper, took in the: situation at a
glance, and quickly seizing the fren
zied woman, handed her to an at
tendant' and, shouting to the ele
phants, who were familiar with his
voice and presence, entered among
them, gently raised the darling lit
tle intruder to his shoulder and car
ried bim to his agonized parent,
who, the moment the boy was
placed in her arms fainted and sank
to the ground. In a few moments
she recovered and bitterly chided
herself for want of attention to her
baby boy in thus'permitting him to
escape from ber care.—[Buffalo
Courier.
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Minnesota Mention/
ROCHESTER, NOV.
27,—Mis. Jo­
seph Adams of JSvanston, Illinois*
is spending the winter with her
granddaughter Mrs. C. E. Marvin,
whose home is at Rochester, The
life of this lady has been one of
hardship and romance. She was
born in Switzerland about the be
ginning of the present century.and
passed her girlhood in that.country.
In 1821 she, with her parents, formed
a part of the colony that was.in
duced to migrate to British Amer
ica and locate on the immense tract
of land near Lake Winnipeg ownfcd
by the Earl of Selkirk. The* death
of that nobleman before the colony
sailed from Europe was not mad*
known to .the emigrants, and the
liberal promises by which they were
prevailed upon to leave home re
mainedforthe most part unfulfilled.
Late in the fall of 1821, Mrs.
Miss ghadiker), with
\oils'- jdurn'ej^ fekiberf'1 the"pr4sent
%p£te of ^innip^g jUst 'as winter
closed in An inroad of grasshop
had com
pere th#previous'summer
pletely swept away the grain crops
of Fembinn, aiid fish formed the
eblef subsistence of the strangers
^tyrou^bout tjp fwrftl winter of
1821-2. The failure of Lord Sel
kirk's heirs to supply the promised
farming tools and send grain dis
couraged many of the Swiss, and in
the autumn of 1822 five families, in
cluding the Shadikers started for
the States, reaching Fort St. An
thony, later Fort Snelling, in safety.
Shortly after their ^arrival Miss
Shadiker was married to Captain
Adams, an officer in charge of the
engineering corps*, that designed
Fort Snelling and assisted in the
construction the first prominent
buildings there. The couple were
obliged to travel as far as Prairie
du Chien, Wisconsin, to secure the
services of a clergyman to perform
the ceremony. Mrs. Adams lived
in the family of Col. Josiah Snell
ing both before and after marriage,
and was a witness of many wild
scenes of frontier life. She was
present when a number of Sioux
Indions surrendered by their t.ribe
were shot by the Ojibways, a num
ber ef whom they had murdered.
She and her husband camped a num
ber of times on the present site of
St. Paul years before a single build
ing marked the spot where the city
should rise. Her husband built the
first frame house in Chicago, and
was'commanding officer in charge at
Fort Dearborn when it was perma
nently evacuated. He died last
year at his home in Evanston, III.,
at the age of eighty-nine. Mrs,
Adams still enjoys the best of health
and enjoys to a great degree the
vigor of younger days. She this
week revisited Fort Snelling, her
former home, and recognized many
of the places with which she had
been familiar sixty years ago. She
was conversant with the names and
history of many of the soldiers
buried in the old cemetery at the
fort, and regretted exceedingly that
their graves should be so sadly neg
lected. Mrs. Adams enjoys the dis
tinction of being almost if not quite
the first white woman who located
in Minnesota, and is almost the only
living link between the dimly re
membered pioneer history of the
state and its familiar present, and
she-delights in recounting the hard
ships of the past, which she endured
with a true pioneer spirit, and of
which she never complained.
Thing's Women Can't Do.
Coming down school street in the
rain last week a wise, self-respect
ing looking gentleman of middle
age, carrying a serious serge um
brella, meta hurrying school girl
with a small, assertive silk umbrella
in her hand. According to all ordi
nary rules of umbrella carrying it
looked as though there would be a
collision when the two umbrellas
pointed at opposite angles to each
other should try to pass. But the
gentleman saw the girl just in time,
and, with a superior air of experi
ence, lifted his umbrella up in the
air. That would have saved things,
but the girl had evidently bfeen
trained in the very unusual femi
nine accomplishment of umprella
dodging, and she shot her small
shade upward at the same critical
instant. The collision came, the
umbrellas betangled themselves, the
girl blushed and begged pardon,
and the gentleman said, as he
straightened out the frame of her
umbrella and politely returned it to
her, "Girls should not try to learn
Greek, or sharpen. lead pencils, or
carry umbrellas. It can't be done."
—[Boston ltecord.
How Women Shop.
"I hate women customers," re
plied a saleswoman in a dry goods
store to a Pittsburg Dispatch re
porter. She had been asked plumply
whether she preferred waiting on
men and this was ber plump answer.
"Why do you prefer men?" she was
asked, and her reply was
"Because they know what they
want and do not care to keep you
standing an hour while they fumble
over and rumple up the goods on
the counter. Why, only to-day I
was showing a lady black stockings.
Of course, they were all the same
size and quality, and yet she
dragged every pair out of tiie box
and wanted to see more. I handed
down two more boxes just like this
one, and then she asked if we had
any more. I told her no, and then
she said I might wrap up one pair
for her. The lady next me made
nine different sales to gentlemen
while I was fooling with this wo
man. I am going to try to get a
place in a hardware store, or some
place where women do not have to
deal with women."
A Delicate Question.
•4A nice fejlow and a good actor,"
said one gentleman to another as a
third left them and made his exit
from the club. "We used to be
very intimate in New York when
he was a member of Wallack's stock
Charming home and charming wife
—one of the prettiest women I ever
knew. I'd hayo Jilje4 tp ask him
about heir."
"Well,, why didn't you?"
"Qh, I felt a certain delicacy, you
know."
"jjiltj: don't- know."
"Why, it is nearly 9 year since I
left New York,"
•'What difference does that make?"
"Oh he's an actor, you see, and
these professional people are—are—
er—different from others. There
may haye been a divorce for all I
know. She was his fifth.','—[San
Franciscp Post.
lie Proved to be a Bear.
Merchant Traveler: They were
both setting on the soht, but the sofa
w.as two yards wide. They had been
discussing the Darwinian theory,
and he remarked:
"It seems almost impossible that
I should be a descendent from an
app, qr a tiggr, or a bear, or—"
"Qh, I'm sure you are not descend
ed from a'bebr,' said sh6.
"WhyndtK
1
•,
"Because' beats art such horrid
creatures to hug, you know."
He immediately demonstrated
that there might have been a bear
branch somewhere in. his ancestral
tfee,
AWonmntoHang.
UTICA,
N. Y., Nov.
18.—In
18,1884.
September
the
cort of Oyer and Terminer at Her
kimer, yesterday, the case of Roxa
lana Druse, convicted of killing and
afterward burning and boiling the
body of her husband, came up
for trial before Judge Williams.
After the motion by the district
attorney, the court recounted briefly
the story of the revolting crime and
subsequent trials. The murder was
committed in the town of Warren,
on Dec.
The trial began
21,1885,
and on October
6, Mrs. Druse was sentenced to be
hanged November
25,1885.
An ap­
peal was taken first.to the supreme
court and second to the court of
appeals, both reviewing and finding
no error. The court asked the usu
al questions of Mrs. Druse as to
why sentance of death should not
be passed upon her, to which she
replied, "I have nothing to say."
The court then appointed December
29,
as the date for her execution.
Mrs. Druse then broke down and
wept bitterly. Her counsel will
appeal to the governor to commute
the sentence.
Bent on the Impossible.
Texas Sittings: Mistress—Wliere's
the meat, Bridget.
Bridget—I don't ate mate of a
Friday, mum.
Mistress—But we do.
Bridget—I don't see how yez can
when yez han't any.
The Thoory not Tenable.
Omaha World: Maud—Just think
of it! Eighteen telephone girls in
the Hartford office havo been mar
ried within the last three years.
Edith—The men must have fallen
in love with their voices, then.
"Nonsense: a voice can't wear
new dresses."
Different Kind of Eyes.
"Mr. Goodman, your sermons can
see, can|t they?" said Sammy, when
the minister had accepted the invi
tation to dinner/
"No, Sammy, what put that fool
ish idea into your head?"
"Why, I heard.pa tellin' ma that
they were full of I's. Thai's all."
Lost his Pennies.
Harper's Bazar: Kindly Old Lady
—"What's the matter, little boy?"
Little Boy (crying bitterly)—I jus'
los' fi' cents.
Kindly Old Lady (giving him
.fi
nickel)—Well, here is five cents
more for you, so don't cry. How
did you lost it?
Little .Boy (feeling better)—^! lost
it pitching pennies.
•. -No Room f|t- it.
"I have an article which I would
like you to publish," he said to the
editor. "It is entitled 'What Some
Journalists Don't Know about Jour
nolism.'"
"I'm afraid, sir," replied the edit
or, shaking his head, dubiously,
"that its necessarily great length
would crowd out all the' advertise
ments."
Life is Real, Life is Earnest.
Omaha World: Mr.Minks—I heard
a pretty bad story about Blliffkins
today.
Mrs. Minks—Dear me, I'm not
suprised. Has he two wives?
"Oh, no only—"
"Only one, and has run away from
her, then. Well, if—"
"No, no he didn't run away it
was—"
"The wife, then. I knew she—"
"No. His horse ran away and in
jured him so that—"
"By the way, dear, did you get
that fringe I asked you to match?"
Duplicate Wedding Prevents.
New York Sun: Niece (showing
the wedding presents to Uncle
George)—I wanted you to see them
all, dear Uucle George, so that you
won't send a duplicate. Duplicate
wedding presents are so annoying
you know.
Uncle George—h-m What's this?
Niece—That's papa's check for
$1000. Isn't lovely?
Uncle George—Very. I intended
to send the same thing, but, rather
than annoy you with a duplicate
present I'll just make it $500.
Didn't Like Drifting1 Matches.
Charlestown Enterprise: Uhey
were setting in the parlor gazing
into the red heart of the anthracite
which glowed in the grate, when,
taking her hand and squeezing it
tendering, he asked, in the poetic
language that lovers often use:
"Are you willing, darling, that
we should drift down the stream of
life togethei 4.
"Oh," she exclaimed, somewhat
impatiently, "we'v had enough of
drifting matches lately. If you
want me to marry, say so."
Spoil the Solemnity,
Bostoiy Record: parson Squire—I
understand, deacon, that the church
carpet is being ruined by the water
from dripping umbreils,.
Deacon Qoode—It is so, parson,
and something has got to be done.
"Why not haye a rack iq the ves
tibule and leave the umbrellas there
instead of carrying them to the
seats?"
"I am afraid it would spoil the
solemnity of the benediction."
*'You think so."
"Yes everybody would want .to
be first out so as to got the best
ones."
A Preachers Awful Shock.
First Preacher—No, I am not well.
I received a shock last Sunday that
completely prostrated me.
Second Preacher-^-Ah.
"Yes.it happened in this way.
One of my congregation, who has a
hobby for t}nkering, hafl fUe4& an
alapiij clock fot itne'nd, and expect
ing t6 meet htm after* church put
it in his pocket to give to him, and
right in the middle, of the sermon
the thing went off."
"I shouldn't} haye been greatly
upse£ bj that."
"Well, yon see, Itbougbt it WAS a
chestnut bell."—r~
mm'
Herald.
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A it ii he of of
A little boy, reared in the^ intel
lectual and heterodox atmosdbere of
Boston, happened to be a witness in
a case in Cincinnati, and the ques
tion arose ns to his being old enough
to understand the nature of an oath,
so the judge investigated him.
"Well, Wendall," he said kindly,
"do you know where bad little boys
will go when they die?"
"No, sir," replied the boy with
confidence.
"Goodness gracious!" exclaimed
the judge, "don't you know they
will go to hell?"
"No, sir, do you?"
"Of course I do."
"How do you know it?"
"The Bib^B-says so."
"Is it true?"
"Certainly it is."
"Can you prove it?"
"No, not positively but we take
it on faith," explained the judge.
"Do you accept that kind of evi
dence in this court?" inquired the
boy, coolly.
But the judge didn't answer he
held up his hands and begged the
lawyers to take the witness.
Almost Manslaughter.
"Talking about the accidental
killing of people," said a gentleman
who holds a responsible position in
the railroad employ, "I had a nar
row escape from being on the list of
killers. It was when I was clerk in
a drug store. Ohe night a doctor
came and woke me out of a sound
sleep to prepare morphine powders
for an old Mexican named Fran
cisco, who had been sick for some
time. I weighed out the morphine
and put it up according to direction,
but thought while I was doing so
that the powders seemed to be unu
snally large. Next morning when
was arranging things in the store
I noticed that there was a ten-grain
weight in the scale beneath the one
the prescription called for, and each
of those powders was ten grains too
large! Lord, what a cold chill ran
down my back when I realized the
mistake, for it meant almost certain
death. A short time afterwards the
doctor came in, and I thought my
time had come. Bracing up as well
as possible, I asked, 'How is Fran
cisco this morning, doctor?' «He is
dead!' 'Did those powders kill
him?' I stammered out, and in fear
and trembling awaited the answer,
but the first word relieved me—'No,
the powders had nothing to do with
it. He died half an hour before
they got there!'"
Salvationists and Cowboys.
"Yes, we have a few squads of the
Salvation Army cranks out our
way," said a passenger from the
west. "I live in Cheyenne, and a
few months ago the Salvationists
swooped down on us and went
through with their usual perform
ances But they had a tough time
of it with the miners and cowboys,
particularly the cowboys. I attend
ed one of their meetings at which
the soldiers got very much warmed
up. At the climax of the exciting
songs and shouts, their leader cried
out:
"Who's afraid of the devil? I
ain't."
•The rest of the gang took up the
refrain.
"•Who's afraid of the devil?'
they all shouted at the top of their
lungs. And then they all bellowed
forth the reply:
"'We ain't—we ain't afraid—
who's afraid of the devil?
•••We ain't—we ain't afraid—we
ain't afraid of the devil.
"At this juncture a tall cowboy,
wearing a sombrero and a belt
jumped up. In each of his hands
was a big revolver, and he dis
charged both of them again and
again at the ceiling. Between
shots he c.ied ou:
'Look out for me now I'm the
devil! I'm the devil, and I'm after
you!'
"In two minutes there wasn't a
Salvationist in the hall. They had
literally fallen over each other in
their haste to get to the doors and
windows, and it was quite evident
he was not the kind of a devil they
were talking about."—11 heChicairo
Why Some Farmers Fail.
They will not make compost.
They breed to and from scrubs.
They do not curry their horses.
They have no shelter for stock.
They put off greasing the wagon.
They are wedded to old methods.
They give no attention to details.
They have no method or system.
They see no good in anew thing.
They let their fowls roost in trees.
They weigh and measure stingily.
They leave their plows in the field.
They hang their harness in the
dust.
They take no pleasure in the work.
They never use paint on the farm.
They prop the, barri door with a
rail.
T^iey milk the cows late in the day.
They let their gates sag and fall
down.
They starve the c«tff and milk the
cow.
They think small things
0ol
im­
portant.
They do not keep up with improve
ments.
They don't know the best is the
cheapest.
They do not read the best books
and newspapers.
They think the buyer of a success
ful neighbor's stock at good prieesis
a fool, and the seller very ''lucky"
They sell grain, hay and straw off
the farm instead of turning them
into meat, cheese and butter, and-in
creasing their supply of manure
To wmch might l*e Mgetf
Thpy dqn't cqndu'ct tiBeNr fatm on
busin&s principles.'
'They think that pinchibg and
scrimping is economy.
They don't know that a cheap im
plement is usually a very dear one.
They make their home so cheer
less. qind unattractive that AATq,
about them can
ener,
Packard Shoninger and
Boudoir.
ST. PAUL—148 and
H. W.
TROY,
Dr.
GEO.
J).
SWAINE,
RESPECTFULLY^
V4V
ti.fi I
150
Bottle and Keg Lots.
requiring that all companies organized within the territory of Dakota
for the transaction of the business on the Mutual plan, shall have
actual application for insnrance upon which the premiums shall
amount to.at least
$50,000,
at least
«S£. Paul and Minneapolis:
2 Largest Music Houses in the
SOLE AGENTS FOB-
EVERYTHING IN THE MUSIC LINE
E. Third St. MINNEAPOLIS—509 and
HEILEMAN'S
LACROSSE
Delivered at Wahpeton and Vicinity in
Pics MEYER, Agent, and can be found at his Sample Eoom
Dakota-ave., opp. A. Miksche's, or tlie Refrigerator, Fourth Street.
President,
WILLIS
Vice-President.
R. B.
MYERS,
me nrmrni
A.
WHITE,
CHAS.
Supt.
Agencies.
-OF-
W\*nFETOJi~, njittOTA.
How it is orgiM ail low it Does Bin.
This company is organized under tlie law passed in
$10,000
paid in cash. It is an association of ihe business men of Dakota for
the purpose of insuring themselves at cost.
Its plan of business is as follows:—It insures all kinds of build
ings and personal property against loss or damage by Fire, Lightning,
Cyclones, Tornadoes or Hail and the risks of inland transportation
and navigation, and live stock against loss or damage by accident
and tlielt.
Its by-laws are printed on the back of every application and
every policy, they contain every condition ot its insurance.
Its Policies are Absolutely Without
Conditions.
The premiums for insurance in this oompany are payable as fol
lows:—One-fourth of each year's premium cash the other three
fourths are paid in assessments levied upon an assessable note which
draws no interest and is payable only in case ot assessments to meet
losses and expenses. The first payment of cash is credited on the
books of the company, and when an assessment is levied, it is charg
ed up to this account. As soon as this account is overdrawn» an as
sessment is made on the assessable note. Thus, insurance is guaran
teed at cost.
In the Hail Department, only 160 acres will be taken in •one'
section. In case of damage by hail, in the adjustment aud| payment
of the loss, no deduction 6hall be made for the cost of harvesting, stack
ing, thresliing or marketing grain. The adjustment is made from
the actual stand of grain at the time of loss, and for every bushel of
grain lost, the company pays the price of the same kind of grain at
your market place on the 1st day of October. All hail losses are
paid on the 1st day of November.
"We Insure a.t Cost!
Yon pay your premium in small installments, so that it will be
easy to meet. We wish every man in Dakota owning property in
Dakota to thoroughly investigate the plan and workings of the Com
pany, and, if found satisfactory, insure himself with us and leave the
money you have heretofore paid to eastern companies at home to be
used among you. Correspondence Solioited.
Northwestern Mutual Ins. Co.,
GENTS WANTED. WAHPETON, DAKOTA.
are now ready to show our patrons and to the pub
lie in general, in our
THE LARGEST STOCK O?
=CZUOT%ZX3STC3
Gentlemen's Furnishing Goods,
Stein way, Weber, Gabler and
Behir Bros.
511
Treasurer,
E.
WOLFE,
Secretary.
IISBUEE GOUT
1885,
of which must have been
ved!
Ooats, Hats and Caps,
•ft "Frltff' OmpeliiiMi
STERN
Leading Clotjuers of wahpet6tt,D. T.
v-xy.'i"sr
Syndicate Block, Nicollet Ave.
STAILI.
First-Class Bigs
At MODERATE RATES.
Call at the Old Stand near the
bridge and get a turnout with which
you will be pleased.
J.W, Parkyn, Prop.
Sparkling
Mineral Water!
From the celebrated Mount Clemens Sorinci.
A Beverage. A Table Water. A Kidney Toole,
A Corrective Tor Dyspepsia, Headache and Can
stipation. Best Mineral Water in the world,
gee analysis on back of each bottle. Died In all
nrst-clasn hotels, saloons, drug stores and m
tanrants. Exclusive agents for the northwest
GEYSER HINERXT. WATER CO.
Agency at Wahpeton, Dakota, all orders will be
promptly filled by
PIUS MAYER, Agent.
J. B. LA P^VOB,
VETERINARY SURGEON,
GMc Bin a Specialty
—OFFICE WITH—
Julius Raymo's Livery Stable,
Firth St., Opp. Roller Rink,
WAHPETON, DAKOTA.
Michael Dobm
Has Secured the
KALAMAZOO
Tubular Well Go's
Right for Dakota and Minnesota,
And puts down the Best Tabular'
Well known in this coontiy.
Headqnartes at
Wahpeton, Dakota.
J". IF1. MABLO"W,
Proprietor of
EXGEL8IOR and CITY
Meat Market
STOCK YARD8 and COMMISSION H0DSK,
~^j8rawitfir,i2KS
on a small commission.
B. O. BERG,
CORD WOOD
FROM UNDERWOOD,
Ottertafl, County, Minnesota, Always on Hand
t"? *T-
MMN
gaUmrlM
ALL AT LOWEST RATES.
Remember the Place, N. P. Depot.
O. BERG, Wahpeton, Dak*
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$6