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on Wednesday afternoon at bor homo,
1201 G street. Refreshments were
served and ribbon souvenirs were given
to the guests. Those present wero:
Mesdames E. J. Jackson, A. N. Young,
II. M. Scott, C. R Tefft, D. E. Green.
W. J. Turner, R. P. R. Miller, E O.
Miller, Frank Doyle, E. P. Micklo and
A. A. Ilood; Misses Meredith, Deyo,
Jude Deyo, Kempton, Mabel Kempton
and Ida Young.
A dancing party was given by Delta
Jpsilon at the chapter house last Fri
day evening. The guests were: Mr.
and Mrs. J. II. Spencer, Mrs. P. II. R.
Millard; Misses Jussen, Millard, Parks,
Weesner, Davenport, Heacock, Hazlett,
Harper, Muir, Lummery; Mrs. Reed and
Miss Cooper of Holdrege; Messrs. Wills,
Pollard, Lussier, Strahan, Wilson, Kan
zier, Clinton, Hall, Benedict, Lester,
Walton, Steen, Hummel and Gaines.
The Lotos club met on Thursday with
Mrs. Lewis at the Unitarian church.
Mrs. Lewis lectured on "The Growth
of an Idea." Expositions which began
with the Crystal Palace and blossomed
into the Columbian and Paris exposi
tion was the theme of her brief resume.
Professor Morgan Brooks afterward
talked about and showed lantern
views of the Buffalo exposition.
The lectures were very interesting and
were enjoyed by. many guests. Mrs.
Wurzburg played national airs and Miss
Reynolds Bang "God Save the Queen."
the guests of Mr.
returned to their
Illinois.
A. L. Douglas, havo
home in Galesburg,
Mr. O. Steele left Tuesday night on a
business trip to Chicago and New York.
Mies Bacheller gave a six-coureo din
ner last week Thursday in honor of Miss
Tyson of Red Oak, Iowa. Miss Tyson
waB also entertained by Misses Trigg
and Cook on Friday night.
Mr. Bryan will deliver the commence
ment address at the high school this
year.
MisB Clara Parker was the guest of
Mrs. I. G. Chapin during the Delta
Gamma convention.
Mrs. W. A. Dilworth, Mrs. W. M.
Lawlor, Mrs. John Harrop, Mrs. II. P.
Stine, Mrs. J. C. Johnston and Mrs.
Will Hopkins attended the grand lodge
of the Pythian Sisterhood at Ravenna
on Wednesday.
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BRIEF CHAPTERS.
BY FLORA BULLOCK.
For The Courier
Gregory, The Coal Man, 11th & O.
Mr. and Mrs. Frank Everets have is
sued invitations for the marriage of
their sister, Miss Carrie Elizabeth
Stearns to Mr. William Perry Jackson,
on May the thirtieth.
Mr. and Mrs. J. C. Bonnell of Chi
cago, announce the engagement of their
daughter Elizabeth, to Mr. Carl F.
Williams, also of Chicago. The wed
ding will take place in June.
The closing party of the Saturday
Night club was given last week Friday eion on mo until one
Just as black as coal, with eyes of
inky depths, in the centre of gyrating
white mats the ink-wells never seem to
move, and fuzzy little braids sticking
out straight from a large, round head.
Her apron, which is one of the all-over
kind so admired by old fashioned moth
ers, so hateful to the soul of the city
bred school-girl, is bright red, and
around her very short but agile neck id
a string of blue beads. Her age she
would tell me proudly if I asked her, I
am sure must be about seven happy
years. She goes to school down on the
corner and when I meet her going thith
er in the morning, the white mats roll,
the ivory is displayed, and she sayB,
"Good morning," with all the condes
cension of a porter's daughter. Her
personality did not make much impres-
morniog when I
in Walsh hall. The cotillion, which
had many novel figures, was led by Mr.
Mattson Baldwin and Miss Burr
Ex-Senator Thurston was in Omaha
last week Thursday. He was on his
way to California, where he will attend
the launching of the battleship "Ohio"
today.
Mrs. J. M. Struck gave a dinner last
week Wednesday in honor of Mrs.
George Simon of Cedar Rapids. The
guests were Mrs. Simon, Mrs. Burgess,
Miss Bacheller and Miss Smith.
Mrs. O. C. Rector gave a luncheon
laBt Saturday for Mrs. F. C. Howe,
who went to New York this week.
Mrs. A. R. Michell is entertaining
her sister. Mrs. Maurice Deutsch of
Horton, Kansas, during the Delta Gam
ma conyention.
thought to get better acquainted.
"Good morning, Martha," I said.
One is always safe in calling the porter
"George" for even if it is not his name,
he will understand the implied compli
ment. Why, then, should not the little
lady be "Martha?"
She did not seem to understand the
reverence paid her, however, for she
looked up with the quickness of a squir
rel and announced:
"My name's Miss Williamson."
I am afraid I shall bo obliged to re
gard her as a very distant acquaintance,
hereafter.
Come, let us go get sunburned. It is
just the time for that, this lovely May
morning: the northwest wind, cool
must havo been put there for him and
all his couBins. Keep them locked,
friends, for I know the blue-coated king
of feathered thieves has his two wicked
eyes upon those boxes.
The wild crab-apple how fitting that
it should keep its glory hidden just a
little longer than its cousins of orchard
and field. The plum bloesomB are wan
and drooping, but the lovely pink and
white crab-apple scents the air and
lures the bees other brothers of ours,
but oh, how they hurt us sometimes.
The sun loveB you, my friend; for
your cheeks and nose are glowing. But
I must tako otr my hat to him boforo
ever be grants mo tho coveted shade.
Away with your cold creams, potions,
tan oxterminators and frecklo extrac
tors! Lot us show that wo havo calmed
our souls this morning out whero tho
wind blows free.
When you go a picknicing on a May
afternoon, this is how you should go
not with baskets and boxes of iino
things your mother mado for you; but
tucked away in your receptacles let
there be bacon and eggs and cotTeo
ready for heroic treatment over tho
camp tire. If you forget the sugar and
the salt, so much the better, for then
you will find what flavor there is in
camp-tire ashes, wind blown.
The woods were not far away. So wo
walked and carried burdens, baskets
well stowed, a coffee-pot blackened by
former experiences, a frying pan, and a
toaster. The Lady Who Manages Things
did forget the sugar. 1 told her she
probably had done so, and she dropped
her basket and ran back, with the re
sult that Brown Eyes had to carry a
glass of sugar all the way. Wo cho6e a
spot on the leeward side of a hill or
rather tho Lady Who Manages Things
picked it out and there we built uur
tire, heaping on dead branches with an
eye for th glowing coals. We sat
around and watched it, whilo the Lad
told yarns. When the Lady Who Man-
their own price and tho R. R. company
has paid out nine hundred thousand
dollars in one country for right of way;
along the path of destruction stand
empty houses, and all that is left of tho
grovos, is a wide swath dotted with
fresh-cut tree stumps. Spoiling tho
woodland, spoiling the hill, just to savo
steam coal, yet the owners of tho hill
smile and wish they owned a fow moro
such gold mines. You see 1 am not an
interested party, so I call it a tragedy.
Mayhap there are trees enough, and
hills to spare.
Give mo a Sabbath morning out on a
hill-top where I can look down and
around and far away, with tho bird
songs for anthems, with my lap full of
tlowore, peered at curiously by ground
squirrels, plucking tho grass at my Bide
and thinking nothing, just nothing.
You may sleep if you will till tho sun is
high and the breakfast is cold and tho
stern church bells are ringing. But I
am sure that you miss a glory and a
gladness that every human soul needs.
Mr. M. L. Scudder of
in Lincoln this week.
though it is, will help, and when we ages Things announced it was time to
come home we may brine blossoms of begin, there was plenty to be done, but
various shades of crushed strawberry. I in my laziness sat and watched and
New York waB Out by the Old South Mill we will go a experienced a growing appetite. Uac-
trnmWmc- nut amni.ir the fields and on? lou know 1 never eat bacon, lou
The best equipped and most popular
dining hall in the city is the Palace Din
ing hall, 1130 N street. Sunday dinners
a specialty. Best attention paid to fam
ily board. Give it a trial.
Born, on Thursday morning to Mr.
and Mrs. Norman Belcher, a son.
Mies Helen Marie Burr formerly of
Lincoln, but now of New York, will be
the guest of Mr. and Mre. Roes Curtice
the latter part of this month.
Mrs. Florence Worley-Demorest of
Denver, is the guest of Lincoln friends.
Miss Mabel Lindley is visiting in Be
loit, Kansas.
Mrs. Lew Marshall is entertaining
Miss Altemus of Hartford, Conn.
Mr. and Mrs. Charles Robertson and
Mr. Edward Robertson, who have been
amoijg
birds, joying in tho splendor of sight
and sound. What makes those fresh
Sweet William, buttercups, crabapple
and hawthorne blossoms wither and
perish so soon after you have placed
them in my hand? What makes tho
birds cut their warbling short and dart
away from us as we pass? Should they
all not recognize us as brothers just for
this one celestial morn?
Now we can look back on the town,
I especially enjoy looking back on
towns now we can gaze on a wide,
nameless land before us, and now, on
the other side of the fence, we can note
and gloat over the fine moss green of
the long, low lines, portents of ruBtling
corn-rows to come.
I wonder if Mr. Robin does not think
that pinkish rural delivery mail-box
would be a fine place for a nest. Surely
that row of them where the route ends
could tell it by tho look of me, but al
though I cannot claim to be a con
noisseur it seemed to me that bacon was
very good, coffee ditto, scrambled eggs
ditto.
Not far away there was such a trag
edy of progress going on that every
opening hickory blossom as it blushed
so beautifully seemed to utter protest.
Through the heart of tho woods, and
the heart of the hill the men of the rod
and chain had come, the men of the
axe followed, and now tho men of the
dump carts work and swear all day cut
ting deep into the hill, rilling the beau
tiful valley. Yes, said the advance
agent of progress, that grade in the old
road is too steep, the curve is too nar
row; we will whack into these hills and
Oil these hollows, and in ten years Bave
the cost of all. So Smith and Jones
and tho rest have sold their lands at
To Frustrate the Wily Moth.
There is really nothing that more de
lights a moth than a spot of some kind
on a woollen dress. It behooves one
then to see that everything is clean
when it is put away for the summer.
Dresses, like furs, should be hung for
some hours in the open air and sunlight,
says the New York Evening Sun. An
old or partially worn out binding should
by no means be left on the bottom of a
skirt because of the dust that must
inevitably bo lurking behind it Cedar
chips put into trunks and bureau
drawers are fairly good moth prevent
ives. Newspapers are good for wrap
ping about clothing because the print
er's ink is offensive to the moths. Some
housekeepers dip pieces of paper in
melted paraffino and lay them when dry
between the folds of articles they wish
to protect. Turpentine has a following
of persons who consider it tho best thing
possible for the work. The great ob
jection to turpentine, as to most of tho
moth preventives, is the fact that it is so
objectionable to human beings as well.
You can prepare a powder that while
performing the work of a sachet will
drive away the moth miller as well. If
small bags are filled with it and hung
among tho contents of the wardrobe,
they will be reasonably safe. Mix to
gether six ounces of Florentine orris
root and one ounce each of caraway
seed, powdered tonquin bean, cloves,
mace, nutmeg and cinnamon. Mail
and Times.
Passenger These street cars are bet
ter lighted than they used to be. That
shows you're beginning to have some
consideration for the public.
Conductor It isn't that You Bee the
advertisers kicked because their signs
ouldn't be read. Town Topics.