The Bottineau courant., October 13, 1905, Image 11

About The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929

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Nothing Like It!
Good Music
Stone's Music House,
Fargo, North Dakota.
You can have it if you own a Bush & Gerts
Piano. In the leading musical institution
of the United States, the New England
Conservatory of Boston, they have one hun
dred and twenty-one Bush & Gerts pianos
in use. This alone is a good criterion of
their superiority over the other many makes
R. B. Kilbourn of Bottineau handles all of
our makes. Over twenty-five of the lead
ing citizens of Bottineau and vicinity have
our pianos in their homes and everyone
has a good word to say for them. Drop in
and examine them and get prices. Pianos
and organs of many different makes
Kilbourrfs
Drug and Music Store
Agents
N. B. Big stock of organs just received.
e
LeadingDrugStore
is the title that properly describes our insti
tution. We carry the best of everything,
.Just now we want to call special attention to
oiu* big slock of fine Wall Papers. The nicest
line in the city. Come in and look them over
We are headquarters for Pure Drugs, Fine
Stationery, Choice Cigars and all
Druggist's Sundries.
E S I I O N S O E Y E A E
J.S. MacKay& Company
WEST SIDE OF MAIN STREET
Bottineau, Morth Dakota
I —THE-
1 and Lunch "Room
/J Ig the place to stop when you are in Bottineau if you want a good
and users of
w
lunch—a good steak-or the best Sunday dinner
2 served in the city.
a
W. P. McMillan, Prop.
To Stenographers We liave a full line of TYPEWRITER
TYPEWRITERS^
I
Cafe
Bottineau, N, D. *5
SUPPLIES. Call and see us when i-
need of anything in this line.
SIMS' DRUG STORE.
T. SIMS, Proprietor.
THE SONG OF THE PAVEMENT.
They took a little gravel,
And they took a little tar,
With various ingredients
Imported from afar.
They hammered it and rolled it,
And when they went away,
They said they had a pavement
That would last for many a day.
But they came with picks and smote it
To lay a water main
And then they called the workmen
To put it back again.
To run a railway cable
They took it up some more
And then they put it back again
Just where it was before.
They took it up for conduits
To run the telephone,
And then they put it back again,
As hard as any stone.
They took it up for wires
To feed the "ectric light,
'And then they put it back again,
Which was no more than right.
Oh. the pavement's full of furrows
There are patches everywhere
You'd like to ride upon It,
But it's seldom that you dare.
It's a very handsome pavement,
A credit to the town
They're always diggin' of it up,
Or puttin' of it down.
—Chicago Inter Ocean.
Getting a
"Bargain
HOW MYRTLE AND MR.
SKIBUNQ MANAGED
YRTLE did not
C* think anything
lAk particular about
the young mau
the first time she
saw him. That
was when she went
to get some sam
ples of mixed suit
ing for a skirt. He
was pleasant and
and that was all
she could have
said.
S o e e k s
however, are not
e a s a n w e n
girls come around bothering them to
take down a dozen or more rolls of goods
from their shelves and snip a little cor
ner from each, with only the most for
lorn hope of a sale. Of course they
don't say anything, but they sorto' look,
and they are sharp and snippy, like
their shears. This young man was so
nice that Myrtle ought not to have for
gotten him. But she did.
So much so that she actually went to
that very self-same identical store and
counter and clerk within three days and
asked for samples of the same mixed
suitings. You see Myrtle did ivt get
the goods of a skirt every day in the
week. A skirt with her was an event of
first-class importance.
"Did you lose the others I gave you?"
asked the young man, smiling.
Then Myrtle looked closer at him and
remembered. She blushed in her confu
sion as she toW him that she had for
gotten about getting samples from this
particular srtore, and then she laughed
and the clerk laughed, too.
"It's no wonder I get mixed up,
though she said. "I believe I've been
to fifty stores if I've been to one."
"Making a crazy quilt?" suggested
the young man—not impertinently, but
with an air of sympathetic interest.
"No," answered Myrtle. "I want it
for a skirt."
"Then let me give you a tip," said tha
young man, confidentially. "If you
ain't in a rush, just wait till next Friday.
That brown plaid'll be marked down to
49, and it's the best value at 65 of any
thing we've got."
"Let me look at it," said Myrtle. "I've
got samples at home. I hate to trouble
you so much, though."
"It ain't no trouble." said this polite
yfeung clerk. "It's a pleasure."
He dropped the brown plaid lightly
on the counter and deftly tumbled it
open then spread the fabric over his
"LET ME GIVE YOU A TIP."
hand, displaying its texture. "There
isn't any cotton in this," he said. "I'd
tell you if there was Honest," he add
ed, as Myrtle smiled. There was much
earnestness in his tone. "Would you
like to look at it in the light?"
Myrtle assented and he took the roll
of cloth to the window. Myrtle felt quite
embarrassed he was taking so mucl1
pains, and for so little. "I think it'i
real pretty," she said. "I guess I'll tak«
it, if you don't think it will be gone b3
Friday."
"I'll see that it ain't," said the clerk
"It matches your eyes," he remarked, ai
he started back for the counter. "1*1
look for you on Friday."
On Friday Myrtle went back to th
store. Tiie young man was waiting or
another customer, but he saw her as
she
approached and he seemed glad to see
her. Another young man bustled up
and smilingly asked if he could show
her anything, but she shook her head
and denied him. She thought his man
ner was "fresh."
"I've been looking for you all morn
ing," said Myrtle's clerk, radirntly,
when he had disposed of his customer.
"I was afraid you wasn't coming."
"I couldn't miss that bargain," said
Myrtle. "You must have a good mem
ory for faces. Think of you remember
ing about giving me those samples!"
"Anybody'd have a good memory for
some faces," said the clerk. "I'd have
remembered yours if it had been ten
years from now."
He did not look at her as he said this.
Perhaps he thought he might be consid
ered "fresh." But it did not strike Myr
tle that way. She noticed that he was
wearing a knitted silk tie and wondered
if he had bought it ready made or if some
girl had bought it for him. He had blue
eyes and hair that was almost yellow,
and his skin showed a healthier pink
than that of many young men bemml the
counters of stores. That, also, Myrtle
remarked. It was impossible not to ad
mire his dexterity in measuring and
cutting that skirt length. And certainly
Myrtle was not cheated in the meas
ure.
"If there's anything wrong with that
you bring it back," said the young man
as he handed her the parcel and her
change. "Ask for me. My name's
Skibling—Harry Skibling. You will,
•^on't you?"
"Yes, indeed," answered Myrtle.
There were no more skirts to be pur
chased and the material proved entirely
satisfactory, so there was no occasion
to take it back and ask for Mr. Harry
Skibling. Myrtle saw the young man
not infrequently, however, on her way to
the notion department, or the ribbon de
partment or to some other of the de
partments. He saw her. too, and never
failed to smile as she passed and to look
wistfully after her. It seemed to hira
ages before she stopped.
"I don't really want to buy anything."
she said, "but I did want to look at that
gray broadcloth."
"It doesn't matter whether you want
to buy anything or not." said Mr. Skib
.ling. "I'll show you all the goods I've
got and be tickled to death. Say, don't
you want to come in to-morrow?
There's a sale on and I may find another
bargain for you. Why don't you stop
once in awhile?"
"I am stopping, ain't I?" asked Myr
tle.
"I wish you'd had that suiting I sold
you sent," said Mr. Skibling, with
seeming irrevelance.
"Why on earth?" asked Myrtle, won
deringly.
"Because I'd know your name and
where you live if you had," said Mr.
Skibling, with desperate boldness.
Myrtle picked up a corner of the gray
broadcloth and examined it intently.
Mr. Skibling looked decidedly uncom
fortable. "I didn't mean to get too
gay," he stammefrei!.
Myrtle looked up with a smile. "I'd
just as soon tell you as not." she said.
It was perhaps three months later that
Myrtle entered the store and walked tc
the dress goods counter without the least
hepitation. Mr. Skibling was waiting
on another customer, but though the
other clerk was disengaged he made no
offer to wait on her. Nor did the floor
walker attempt to reprove him for his
inattention to business, but passed on
with a glance and an indulgent smile.
"Hello, Myrtle," said Mr. Skibling,
presently. "I've got another bargain
for you to-day."
He stooped and
brought from be
neath the counter
a roll of soft, shim
mering stuff and
spread it out be
fore her.
"Oo-oo-oo!" ex
claimed the girl,
her eyes big with
admiration." Ain't
that lovely,
though?"
o w a n y
y a s smiled
Do you »iean— Oh,
MYRTLE.
Skibling.
Mr.
no I'm going to attend to that myself,
Mr. Skibling."
"Harry, please," said Mr. Skibling.
firmly, tapping the stuff with his scis
sors. "How many yards? This i3
something I've been keeping for you—
special. I'm doing this, too."
"Harry," said Myrtle. "Are you dead
sure that it will be a bargain at that?"
—Chicago Daily News.
Common Color-Blindness.
The most common form of color bftnd
ness is an inability to distinguish red.
Last year 34 officers and would-be offi
cers of the British mercantile marine
failed on their color test, 23 being red
blind, and the remainder unable to dis
tinguish green. The 4,600 candidates for
certificates were also submitted to the
folm-vision tests, and 22 of them failed
to distinguish the form of the object sub
mitted.
Just to Show the Japs.
One of the large typewriter factories
has just produced its first machines with
a Japanese keyboard, in filling an order
from the Japanese government. It is
pretty safe to predict that the writing
machines for that country will soon be
made at home, if they are not now pro
duced there. The Japanese are prepar
ing to enlist in all phases of the modern
industrial race.
Economy.
"You told him to diet himself," said
the young doctor's wife.
"Yes," replied the young doctor, "I
told him to eat only the very plainest
food and very little of that."
"Do you think that will help him?A'
"It will help him to pay my bill."'—
Philadelphia Public Ledger^
HE WAS SLIGHTED.
The bill clerk jerked bis thumb
over to the mahogany lcose box next
to "the oia man's" and his expression
was one of contempt.. "I don't think
he's so much a-muth," he said to the
cashier. "1 don't know but the old
man might have done about as well
without going out of the office."
"Naming no names," insinuated the
cashier.
"Naming no names," asspnted the
bill clerk.' "Of course, he's got one of
these James J. Hyde beards, and that
may be a sure sign of financial geuius,
and he s red headed. Still, I ibiuk I
could raise a beard myself if 1 gave
my mind to it, and 1 thought the
thatch didn't cut. so much i e as what
was underneath it."
"There is a popular prejudice among
employers in favor of brains."
"I didn't ask you to be insulting."
said the bill clerk, with an aggrieved
air. "It's got so lately that 1 can't
say anything without your indulging
in personal reflections."
"fco.i're too sensitive," said the cash
ier. I always told you that you were,
iou twist the most innocent remark
i..io ..oiuething disparaging. Now all
1 una.it io say was that our new man
afeLi' ..light have brains aud that our
eoitemed employer's recognition of
that fact might have had something
to do with his appointment. That be
ing the case, Johnny, it naturally fol
lows that his appointment of Mr.
Scavins operated against your appoint
ment. 1 hope you see the logic of my
observation uow. It's no reflection on
yon."
"If it comes to that, why didn't be
recognize your massive brain?"
"It's my modesty, my son. That has
always stood nore or less in my way.
1 don't obtrude my brain on peoples
notice."
"You're dead right there," said the
bill clerk.
"I conceal it, in fact. If I let it get
too cpnspicuous it would make trou
ble for me. Merely to call attention
to it would be all that would be neces
sary. It would excite admiration, of
course, but it would also excite envy.
If I had let it manifest itself in this
office aud it had gained for rue Mr.
Scavins' exalted position, what would
have been the consequence? It would
have lost for me your friendship in
stantly. You'd have got Out. your little
hammer and begun knocking right
away, and that would have broken my
heart."
"I'm no knocker," said the bill clerk.
"If you'd got the job I'd have been
tickled to death. You're older than I
am anyway, and you've got a family.
No, I wouldn't have cared if you'd got
it, but to haul in a sorrel-topped, cock
eyed, supercilious lobster from the out
side and pass over men who've been
with the firm as long as I have—and
as long as you have—is too much. I
heard he's a cousin of the old man's
wife and she and all of her family
tackled him so hard that he had to
give in and provide for the duck.
That's just about the way it was, too.
He came to me this morning and asked
me questions about the business for
half an hour by the clock. That's tho
way it goes. I teach him and he draws
the salary. I tell you, it's pull does it.
A family pull or a political pull oi
some other sort of a pull. The worn
a man does doesn't count. You can
work till the cows come home and all
that will ever come of it is the sama
little old envelope at the end of the
week."
"Why don't you get a pull, then?"
"Eh?"
"Get a pull—a family pull, for in
stance. The old man's got an unmar
ried daughter, and here you are. s
fine, handsome young fellow with a:
unblemished character, exceptiona)
ability and fascinating manners."
"I'm broke just now,'* said the bil
clerk, feeling in his pockets. "Per
haps you wouldn't mind saying that
again on Saturday night—before wit
nesses."
"You're no knocker," pursued the
cashier. "You haven't knocked Scav
ins ever since he's here. Let me tell
you something, Johnny. He asked me
questions about the business for the
best part of an hour. He pumped Had
away and Peters, too. And now I'll
bet he knows more about the business
than any one of us. You pull the wool
out of those long ears of yours and
you'll hear dry bones begin to rattle.
It's too bad it wasn't me, but seeing
that it isn't I'll have to make the best
of it. I've got an idea that Scavins
is going to give a certain permanency
to the pay roll and that consoles me
to some extent. If it had been you I'd
be putting in the lunch hour scanning
the 'Help wanted—Male' advertise
ments in the papers. Scavins may be
a lamentable error, but, as you inti
mate, it might have been you—or me."
"It's me for the want ad., anyway,"
said the bill clerk. "I've stood for a
whole lot in this institution, but Scav
ins is the end of the string. I'm going
to resign."
"You'll find when you've resigned
that you won't te the only one," said
the cashier.
"Why, are you going to quit, too?"
asked the bill clerk.
"I mean that you won't be the on»y
one resigned," explained the cashier.
"We'll all try to bear it."—Chicago
Daily News.
Find Bones of *TIne-Foot Indian.
Sewer diggers at La Crosse, Wis.,
unearthed a skeleton with a sto-e
tomahawk lying beside it. The teetlr
are one Inch long, and the leg below
the knee 28 inches long. Portions of
the skull found indicate that it was
15 Inches from the point of the Jaw
to the top of the head. The Indian,
for such it fs supposed to be, waa
lictveea nine feet talL
A FAMILY SAFEGUARD
rrt
Dr. Green arranges with the Niece of Dr. Bo»
sclu-e to handle her famous Uncle's Great
Throat and I«ung Cure.
CJfTlie best family safeguard is a reliable
household medicine that will cure croup,
coughs, colds, chilly sensations, running
eyes and nose, sore throat and bronchial
affections—that will keep the children
proof against all contagious diseases.
JfSuch a medicine is Boschee's German
Syrup, which has a record of 35 years in
the cure of consumption, catarrh and all
lung aud bronchial troubles.
JThe fame of German Syrup as a con
sumptive cure, since its purchase by Dr.
Green from the niece of the famous Dr.
Boschee, has extended to all parts of the
earth. It has big sales everywhere. 10
JTwo sizes, 25c and 75c. All druggists.
For sale by Thos. Sims
Sheldon makes a
Specialty of Fit
ting Glasses
Correctly.
Using only the most modern
instruments, which, together
with knowledge obtained in
three of the best optical col
leges, of which he holds di
plomas, and six years' prac
tical experience, includ i n
practice with one of the best
eye surgeons in the state of
Illinois, assures you of per
fect satisfaction. No guess
work or experimenting.
Now having fitted up a sep
arate office away from the
gaze of the curious public,
he can give you a test at any
time you call.
Two floor** south
of Stone Hotel,
5000
Telegraphers Needed
Annually, to fill the new positions created
by Railroad and Telegraph Companion. We
want young men and ladies of good habits to
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BOTTINEAU, N. p.