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J. P. Carleen purchased a new Overland auto last week. Mrs. Peter Wiuff visited Sunday at the Geo. Jensen home near Atlantic.

Lars Eabeck went to Chicago last Saturday with a carload of fat cattle. Rey. P. S. Yig and family departed Tuesday for their home at Blair, Nebraska.

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All of the Elk Horn pupils of tbe 8th grade passed their examinations successfully.

Peter Rasmussen and family spent the day with Mr. and Mrs. A. G. Boose Sunday.

About twenty people went to Atlantic Monday to eee the Bird-men fly. The A. N. & S. ran out extra trains in tbe evening.

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Verne Jones took a trip to Harlan Saturday on business, returning Monday.

Mrs. Hans Marqueson went to Gates Saturday to visit with Mrs. Thomas Olsen.

Mrs. Lars Esbeck and daughter, Violet went to Atlantic Friday to do some shopping.

Mrs. John Petersen visited with her daughter, Mrs. Carl Laurltzen at Atlantic Friday.

R. E. McConnell Was assisting the boys at the Lumber Yard list week unloading a carload of shingles.

Mr. P. H. Miller and wife went to Kimballton Monday to look after the funeral arrangements of his father.

The Bravton ball nine came over Sunday to meet our boys on their new diamond in spite of the mud. The score was 8 to 2 in favor of Elk Horn, Iowa.

Jens Kjar arrived from New Orleans last Tuesday and has moved into the Peterson house east of Andrew Asgaard's. He intends to operate a Produce House here in the near.future. "Shorty" Rungan, the PugilistBarber left last Friday for Creston, Iowa. He was employed here for a week by Simon Petersen, anew man. Mr. Jorgensen has taken his place for a short time.

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When Georgia came into the room

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found Amy on the couch in an atititude of complete dejection. "Good gracious! What's the matter?" asked the caller. "I thought you were receiving today. Why didn't the maid tell "3fe you were 111?" "I'm not 111, Georgia, and I heartily •wish I wasn't in," came Amy's despondent voice from, the depths of the sofa [pillows. "Well, If you don't wish to see me, of course—" "Oh, I'm always glad to see you." Amy raised herself on her elbow and then sank back onto the couch with an exaggerated air of weakness. "I'm only "wilted, that's all. I'm so completely covered with chagrin that I can't rise. With that she rose and said' dramatically: "If some khid fate had taken me out today I would not have been home to make a complete Idiot of myself." "I suppose you know what you are talking about," remarked Georgia, "but you leave me in the dark." "Wait till you hear the story and then you will cease to wonder at my present abject condition.

"About ten days ago," related Amy, "I reoelved a letter from my cousin, Billy Spencer, telling me that a friend of his, a Mr. Gilmore, was in Chicago Btudying law, and he asked me to be nice to him. 'He's going along on his own account,' Billy wrote, 'for hit father hasn't any sympathy with his legal ambitions. But he's sure to make good, for he's a fine, bright fellow, and his only fault is a little shyness. He needs bringing, out and you're the one to do it, Amy.' "Of course, that flattered me, and I determined to become young Gilmore's Social guide, philosopher and friend. I sent him a note telling him that I was at home Fridays, afternoon and evening. I asked him to call very toon, as I considered any close friend of Cousin Billy's a friend of mine." "Surely, that was very nice," commented Georgia. "Yes, I was trying to be nice to ilm," sighed Amy. "Well, he came this afternoon. When we had spoken of Cousin Billy and I had asked him how he liked Chicago there came a pause that I knew could only be filled with tea, so I told our maid, Helga, to bring some at once. 'Do you take cream and sugar?' 1 Inquired. 'No, I prefer it straight,' he said so jauntily that for a happy moment I congratulated myself that I had succeeded in putting him at his ease. He took one swallow from the cup I gave him and then to his horror and mine it crashed to the floor. "While he choked and sputtered, I suddenly became conscious of a horrible burning sensation on my lips, to which I had just lifted my cup when the crash came. 'It's ginger' I cried. 'Yes,' he answered, with tears in ibis eyes. "At that moment Helga reappeared iand announced calmly that she thought she had brought in the wrong teapot. Then I knew I had given poor Mr. Gilmore some of my grandmother's hot ginger brew which she occasionally takes in small but concentrated doses for her cold. "I don't know which was the more embarrassed, he. tr I, while Helga picked up the fragments of the cup and mopped.the floor. I tried to explain laughingly how the ginger happened to be substituted for the tea, but evidently the humor of the situation did not strike him, for he said, very solemnly, 'I'm extremely sorry about the cup.' "I was gaylj assuring him that one cup more or less didn't in the least matter, when to my astonishment and despair, Helga rose from the floor and said: 'Miss Amy, you make big mistake. Your mudder have told me the cups cost very much. She say I must be very careful. I now tell her I have not break this cup. Then she sailed from the room with a righteous air." "What did you do?" "I said with a weak effort at lightness, 'Isn't she droll?' and then I laughed. But there was no response to my merriment. My oaller sat still and solemn and I could think of nothing in the world to say.

"At last in desperation ,1 asked him if he noticed the odor of gasoline In the room. 'It seems to me very strong in here,' I said. My mother will Insist on oleaning the ourtalns with the stuff, but I detest it/ "He rose with a stiff new dignity and said: 'I'm afraid It's my neoktle that offends you. I cleaned it with gasoline this morning. Goodby.' "I was so overcome that I could only mumble, 'Goodby' in my turn. Then he walked out of the room, leaving me In the state of collapse in which you found me a few minuteB ago." "There's only one consolation about that tragic tale," said Georgia. "He's evidently the kind of serious minded young man who'll make his way without needing much help from anybody." "Maybe that's so,1' returned Amy "but I wanted to be nice to him, and I know he can never be induced to come here again. And what's more, I never want him to come back!"

An Optimist.

"What an optimist Green Is!" "Yo° every time he loses bis umbrella ue never worries. He always «xp*ota to pick up a better one."

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His Wife's Brother's Wife

Some men—most men, the cynics have it—may adore their wives properly and yet not be blind to the fact that in the world are other attractive women. Tunsley was an exception. Any of his acquaintances could have assured you that If the earth had suddenly been depopulated of its feminine inhabitants, with the exception of Mrs. Tunsley, he would have gone right on blissfully unaware of the fact.

Tunsley came to Chicago on business. The second day he dutifully telephoned his wife's brother's wife, who informed him that her husband was away on business. "Then you must come downtown and have dinner with me," said the sympathetic Tunsley. "And, say, we'll do the auto show afterward!" "Oh, how nice!" said his wife's brother's wife. "I haven't been anywhere since Tom's been gone!"

Thus it came about that Tunsley found himself placidly dining that evening at one of the fashionable cafes with his relative while they discussed family gossip.

Suddenly his wife's brother's wife spoke. "What a horrid man!" she murmured. "Why should he keep staring over here in that condescending wdy?" "Where?" inquired Tunsley, looking. "Oh," he said, "that's Samson—a business acquaintance of mine here!" He bowed cheerfully to Samson. "I wonder why he doesn't oome over and be sociable."

Something about Samson's smile distracted Tunsley. Then he became slowly aware that his wife's brother's wife across the table was really not so old as she might have been and that her apparel was decidedly becoming. Tunsley also found as he stared at her that she was good to look upon, though why Samson's smile should have made him discover this was to him a mystery. When Samson strolled over to the next table but one to speak to somebody and studiously kept his baok turned on Tunsley and his companion Tunsely felt a sudden rush of embarrassment. It was quite plain that Samson thought he didn't want to be seen! "John," said his wife's brother's wife at this point, "was there ever apoplexy in your family? Your face is so red that It's purple!" "Either apoplexy or smallpox—I forget which," mumbled Tunsley. "Let's hurry to the auto show." "Oh, what a stunning car!" said Tunsley's wife's brother's wife some time later, pausing before an exhibit. "Look John!" "Yes, yes," said Tunsley, uneasily as he edged away. "There's a much nicer one over here!"

His companion refused to move, standing entranced before the machine of her dreams. What Tunsley's awakened fears had dreaded soon happened. The exhibit In question was from his home city and the man in charge knew him and spied him. He descended on the unhappy victim with outstretched hand. "Hello, John, old man!" he cried, gayly. Then he glanced at his companion. "My sister, Mrs. Urgrum-m-m, Mr. Mummsmm," muttered Tunsley "I am very glad to meet you," said the man in charge, impressively. He was a good-looking man and there was a surprised twinkle in his left eye which infuriated Tunsley. He continued to smile on Tunsley's wife's brother's wife. "I'm glad," he said, "that John told me you are his sister! I didn't know he had a sister in Chicago! It's lucky, because I'm a friend of Mra. Tunsley's and I was going to run straight to her when I got home and tell her how shockingly John acts when he gets away from home! Ha! Ha! Good Joke!" "Har! Har!" barked Tunsley, hollowly, his face crimson. Somehow he had the awful suspicion that the man in charge doubted his word. But his wife's brother's wife only laughed with tho man and offered no soothing word of explanation. She seemed to regard it as a joke and Tunsley felt cold prickles creeping up his spine. If only his wife's brother's wife had had the common sense to be ten years older or to have boles in her gloves or to talk about getting home to the children!

But she didn't. She had the time of her life wandering among the exhibits Tunsley met exactly seven other persons who knew him at home and every one of the seven beamed at him with the same lurking twinkle when he Introduced his wife's bather's wife.

"Thank you eo much, John," said hia wife'? brother's wife whan finally she let him take her home. "I've had a perfectly beautiful time! When ^ra you oomlng again?" "When?" eohoed Tunsley, mopping his still fevered brow. "I thluk I may be in Chicago again in about twentyfive years!"

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Romantlo Ruth—Since Billy became so bloodthirsty and joined the lnsurreotos, there is a gulf between us.

Practical Prue—Of course, there Is. It's the Gulf of Mexloo.

Ca»ey'« Strange Feat.

Mike—The bops Is glvln' Casey a (prtat ofrll dOWb, an' Casey Is takln' It like a lamb,

Patr-'Mwlje he ls, but Oi'ii bet he to erlttm'r his-teeth beholnd his back.

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Mrs. Joyce had been suffering all day with one of her severe headaches. Also a neighbor had called and had taken three hours to tell that she had Been another neighbor's husband walking with a blonde person that she just knew must bo his stenographer. Also Johnnie had fallen through the ice, and in her nervousness in getting him to bed she had spilled a cup of tea on her best down quilt.

Taking everything into account, she felt that she had had a pretty bad day, but she bore patiently all through the dinner Joyce's rapid fire conversation and his bubbling good humor. It was only when the meal was over and her husband whistled the chorus of "Yip-I-Addy" five times in five different keys, each one shriller than the one before, that she raised her hands and said, "Louis, please stop that awful noise." "Noise?" exclaimed Joyce, surprised. "Why, my dear, don't you feel well?" "No, I don't, but a person might feel well and still not care for your whistling." "What Is it—another of your beastly headaches? It must be pretty bad. I used to be called a fine whistler." "Then you must have been raised In a very untruthful community." 'Now I know your headache must be awful. You are looking mighty mean, too."

"Go ahead and abuse me as much as you please. I suppose I can stand it." Mrs. Joyce was beginning to feel very badly treated.

Joyce looked at his wife in astonishment. Then he tried again. "What 1b the matter? Is your mother coming?" "Louie Joyce!" If she had imagined before that she had cause for anger she knew it now. "I know you do not care for poor dear mamma, but that is no reason why you should think I will sit by and let you talk of her as you please." "Why, for the love of Pete, what did I say about your mother? I only asked if she was coming again. You know you were all tired, out and worried the last time she sent word she waB coming." Joyce was getting discouraged, but he was determined to make peace if possible. "No, mamma is not coming. Now, go ahead and grin. You might at least have manners enough to conceal your pleasure at the news. You are just as cruel as you can be, and "For goodness sake ring off, Esther!" Joyce was getting irritated. "Yes. yes, that's right. Get slangy and insulting. I'll try to bear it." Mrs. Joyce was feeling like a martyr. "You'll try to bear it? What have you to bear?" "Oh, nothing. Of course you are an angel, and suppose I am the reverse." "Yes, that's about right," acquiesced Joyce, trying desperately to get a smile from her. "Everybody says "So you have be«rti discussing me, have you? Oh, you are cruel! I'm going back to majnma this very night!" Mrs. Joyce rushed from the room.

Joyce followed in a leisurely way. He found her in her room, throwing her clothing around on the bed and chairs. "Here, let me heir you." Then Joyce, with a twinkle in his eye, which his wife did not see because she persistently refused even to glance at him, began placing her things carefully, neatly and quickly in her trunk.

Mrs. Joyce gazed in horror for a minute at his back as he stooped over the trunk. Then she turned with apparent indifference, but with a smothered sob, and walked to the dresser. There with painstaking carelessness she powdered her nose with sachet powder.

Joyce grinned expansively into the trunk. Then he turned and said seriously: "Weil, she's packed and I'll ship her In the morning."

Me went over and helped his wife put on her coat and followed her nonchalantly down the stairs and to the door.

He had felt all along that his wife did not really mean te go, but now, as she put her hand on the knob, he became apprehensive. As she opened the door and was about to pass out he felt a quick pain at his heart that took his breath for a minute. For It dawned on him in a flash that be had been cruel. Hia. wife had been sick and he had teased and angered her Instead of sympathizing with her. In an imstant he was all contrition. He reached out and took the door knob from her fingers and, drawing her inside, closed the door.

Mrs. Joyce looked into his eyes and what Ae saw there broke down her pride and opened the flood gates. Somehow—she never could tell just how—she was in his arms, her head on his shoulder, crying unrestrainedly, while he was soothing and petting her in his tenderest way.

When the worst of the storm had passed, she looked up and Bald: "Oh, Louie, you didn't care a bit about my going, and it hurt so!" "Why, you little goose," he replied, "I was scared stiff, but I was wearing my poker face."

Then Mrs. Joyce buried her nose In his neck and said in a little shamed voice: "You've got the smallest feet bf any man 1 know."

Notice

In the District Court of Iowa, in and for Audubon County. "r In the matter of application of I-Iaus C. Madsen, for change of name.

Notice is hereby given that a statement has been tiled by Hans C. Mudsen. with the Cierk of the District Court of said Audubon County, Iowa, alleging that he is a resident of the town of Kimballton, Audubon County, Iowa, and that he has resided in said town of Kimballton tor more than five years last past that he was born at Soby, Island of Aero, Denmark, January 1st, 1877 and immigrated to the United States on or about February 1896 that he is 6 feet 7 inches in height and has black hair and brown eyes, and •. further alleging that ho desires to have his name of Hans C. Madsen, changed to Hans G. Madsen Nordby that he is the owner of lots twenty (20) and twenty one (21), block ono (1) and iots five (5) and six (6), block nine (9), all in the town of Kimballton, Iowa, and that such change will become effective upon publication of this notice for four successive weeks in the Audubon County Journal, a newspaper published at Exira, Iowa.

HANS C. MADSEN, by

jl T. M. RASMUSSEN, Attorney

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