Goose Girl
By HAROLD MacGRATH
Copyright. 1909. bjr the Bobbf
Merrill Company
CHAPTER VI.
QKKTCUEM 8 DAY.
Gre:
an
1 RETCHEN wus always up
iv lion the morning was rosy,
t hen the trees were still dark
and motionless and the beads
of dew white and frostlike, for what Is
better than to meet the day as It comes
over the mountains and silence breaks
here and there In the houses and
streets, in the fields and the vineyards?
Let old age, which has played Its part
and taken to the wines of the stage
let old ae loiter in the morning, but
not green years. Gretchen awoke as
the birds awoke, with snatches and
little trills of song. To her nearest
neighbors there was about her that
which reminded them of the regularity
of a good clock; when they heard her
voice they knew it was time to get up.
She was always busy in the morning.
The tinkle of the bell outside brought
her to the door, and her two goats
came pattering In to be relieved of
their creamy burden. Gretchen was
fond of them. They needed no care
at all. The moment Bhe had milked
them they went tinkling off to the
steep pastures.
Even In midsummer the dawn was
chill in Drelberg. Gretchen blew on
her fingers. The fire began its cheer
ful crackle, the kettle boiled briskly, and
the frugal breakfast was under way.
There was dally one cup of coffee,
but neither Gretchen nor her grand
mother claimed this luxury; It was for
the sick woman on the third floor.
What the character of the woman's
illness was Gretchen hadn't an idea,
but there could be no doubt that she
was ill, desperately, had the goose
girl but known it. Her face was thin
and the bones were visible under the
drumlike skin; her hands were merely
claws. She mystified the girl, for she
never complained, never asked ques
tions, talked but little, and always
smiled kindly when the pillow was
freshened.
"Good morning, frau," said Gretchen.
"Good morning, Itebchen."
"I have brought you a brick this
morning, for It will be cold till the sun
Is high."
"Thank you."
Gretchen pulled the deal table to
the side of the cot, poured out the cof
fee and buttere3 the bread. '
"I ought not to drink coffee, but It
Is the only thing that warms me. You
have been very patient with me."
"I am glad to help you."
"And that Is why I love you. Now,
I have some instructions to give you
this morning. Presently I shall be
leaving, and there will be something
besides crowns."
"You are thinking of leaving?"
"Yes. When I go I shall not come
back. Under my pillow there is an en
velope. You will find It and keep it."
Gretchen, young and healthy, touch
ed not this melancholy undercurrent.
"You will promise to take it?"
"Yes, frau."
"Thanks, little gosling. I have an
errand for you this morning. It will
take you to the palace."
"To the palace!" echoed Gretchen.
"What shall I do?"
"You will seek her highness and give
her this note."
"The princess! Will they not laugh
and turn me out?"
"If they try that, demand to see his
excellency Count von Herbeck and say
that you came from No. 40 Krumer
weg." "And if I cannot get In?"
"You will have no trouble. Re sure,
though, to give the note to no one but
her highness."
Gretchen docked her beautiful head
with a little white cap, which she
wore only on Sundays and at the
opera, nnd braided and berlbboned her
onlr. Who was this old woman who
ihoucut nothing of writing a letter to
her serene highness? And who were
her nocturnal visitors? she pondered.
Being of a discerning mind, she idled
about the Plat till after It, for It had
been told to her that the great sleep
rather late iu the morning. What
should she stty to her seiouc highness?
What klud of courtesy should she
make? At least she would wear no
humble, servile air, fir Gret hen was
a bit of n So I ;!!!. IH1 mi 1 1 err
Goldberg, whom the police dtiesled
did he ixt say that all men vcro
ial? And surely this sweeping
statement ini in . il women. Willi 11
coiitideme l". 111 rf r'...!it ami Inno
fence she proce- i!e;l toward the oast
or side gates of the palace. The sentry
smiled at her.
"I have a letter for her serene high
ness," she said.
'Leave It."
"I am hi. tier ;v.!crs 10 give It to her
highness he, sou."
"You cannot enter the gardens with
out a permit."
Gretchen remembered, "will you
send some one to his excellency the
chancellor and tell li!m I have come
from No. 40 Krumerweg?"
"Krumerweg! The very name ought
to close any gnte. r.ut, girl, are you
speaking truthfully?"
Gretchen exhibited the note. He
scratched his chin, perplexed.
itiin along. If they ask me I'll say
that t didaTiwyiJTL TuI blTi'T" re
sumed his beat.
Gretchen stepped Inside the pate,
and the real beauty of the garden
"IN TOUR PRESENCE, HIGHNESS ?"
was revealed to her for the first time
strange flowers she had never seen be
fore. It was all a fairyland. There
were marble urns with hanging vlues
and marble statues.
A hand grasped her rudely by the
arm.
"What are you doing here?" thun
dered the head gardener. "Be off with
you!"
"How dare you touch me like that?"
she cried angrily.
Something in her glance cooled even
the warm blooded Hermann.
"But you live in Drelberg and ought
to know."
"You could have told me without
bruising my arm," defiantly.
"Hermann!"
Gretchen and the bend gardener
whirled. Through a hedge which di
vided the formal gardens from th
tenuis and archery grounds came a
young woman in riding habit.
"What is the trouble, Hermann?"
she inquired.
"Your highness, this young woman
here had the Impudence to walk Into
the gardens."
"Has she stolen any flowers?"
"Why, no, your highness, but it H
not customary."
"We, you and I, Hermann," said her
hlgbuess, with a smile that won
Gretchen on the spot, "will overlook
this first offense. Perhaps this young
lady had some errand and lost her
way."
"Yes, your highness," replied Gretch
en eagerly.
"Ah! Y'ou may go, Hermann."
Hermann bowed, gathered up hip
pruning knives and scissors, which be
hud let fall, ami stalked down tlx
path.
"Whom were you seeking?" her high
jess asked, rather startled by the un
deniable beauty or tuts peasant.
"I was seeking your serene highness.
I live at No. 40 the Krumerweg.
"Krumerweg?" Her highness reach
ed for the note and read it, and as she
read tears gathered In her eyes. "Fol
low me," she said. She led Gretchen
to a marble bench and sat down
"What is your name?"
"Gretchen, highness."
"Well, Gretchen, sit down."
"In your presence, highness?"
aghast.
"Don't bother about my presence on
a morning like tins, sit down. '
This was a commund, aud Gretchen
obeyed with alacrity. The two sat
mutely. They were strangely alike.
Their eyes nearly matched, their hair,
even the shape of their faces. They
were similarly molded, too, only one
was slender and graceful after the
manner of fashion, while the other
wus slender and graceful directly from
the hands of nature. The marked dif
ference lay, of course, in their hands.
The princess lnxl never toiled with
her fingers except on the piano. Gretch
en had plti'ked geese and dug vege
tables with hers. They were rough,
but toll had not robbed them of tbelr
natural grace.
"How was she?" her highness asked
"About the same, highness."
"Have you wondered why she should
write to me?"
"ntghness. It was natural that I
should," was Gretcbon's frank admis
sion. "She took rnf in when nobody knew
who I was, clothed and fed me and
taught me music so that some day I
should not be helpless when the battle
of life began. Ah," impulsively, "had
I my way she would be housed In the
palace, not in the lonely Krumerweg.
But my father does not know that she
Is in Drelberg, and we dare not tell
him, for he still believes that she had
something to do with my aliduction."
Then she stopped. She was strangely
making this peasant her confidant.
What a whim!
Gretchen did not move. She saw
that her highness was dreaming, and
she herself had dreams.
"Do you like music?"
"Highness, I am always singing."
"Ln, la, la!" sung the princess ca
priciously. "Ln, la, ln!" sang Gretchen, smiling.
Her voice was not purer or sweeter;
It was merely stronger, having been
accustomed to the open air.
"Brava!" cried the princess. "Who
taught you to sing?"
"Noliody, highness."
"Whnt do you do?"
"I am a goose girl. In the fall and
winter I work at odd times in the
Black Eagle." '
"Tell me nil about yourself."
This was cay for Gretchen; there
whs so little.
"Neither mother nor father. Our
lives are something alike. A handsome
girl like you must have a sweetheart."
Gretchen blushed. "Yes. highness.
I am to be msrrled soon. lie is a vint
ner. I would not trade him for your
king, highness." with a spice of bold
ness. Her highness did not take offense.
Rather she liked this frankness. It
was a taste of the old days when she
herself could have chosen a vintner
and married him with none to say her
nay. She surrendered to Impulse.
"Gretchen. I do not think I aha'l
marry the king of Jugendhelt."
Gretchen grew red with pride.
"You love some one else, highness?"
Her highness did not blush.
"You must not ask questions like
that. Gretchen."
This was not understandable to
Gretchen. but a locket the princess
wore pleased her eye. Her highness,
observing her Interest, slipped the trin
ket from her neck and laid It in G retch
en's hand.
"Open It." she said. "It Is a picture
of my mother, whom I do not recollect
having ever seen. I will open it for
you." Click!
Gretchen sighed deeply. To have had
a mother so fair and pretty! She
hadn't an idea how her own mother
had looked. Indeed, being sensible
aud not given much to conjuring, she
had rarely bothered her heud about It
Still, as she gazed at this portrait the
sense of her isolation aud loneliness
drew down upou her, and she ln her
turn sought the flowers aud saw them
not. After awhile she closed the lock
et and returned it.
"So you love music?" picking tip the
safer thread.
"Ah, yes, highness."
"I will give you an opera ticket for
the season. How can I reward you for
bringing this message? Don't have
any false pride. Ask for something."
"Well, then, highness, give me an
order on the grand duke's head vintner
for a place."
"For the man who is to become your
husband?"
"Yes, highness."
"Y'ou shall have it tomorrow. Now,
come with me. I am going to take you
to Ilerr Ernst. He is the direktor of
the opera. He rehearses Iu the court
theater this morning."
Gretchen followed the princess. As
her highness entered the Bijou thea
ter the herr direktor stopped the mu
sic. Iu the little gallery which served
as the royal box But several ludies and
gentlemen of the court, the grand duke
being among them.
"I have brought you n prima douna.
Herr Direktor." poluting to Gretchen.
Herr Direktor showed ids teeth.
"What shall she sing In, your high
ness? We ure rehearsing 'The Bohe
mian Girl,' " he jested.
The chorus and singers on the little
stage exchanged smiles.
"I want your first violin," said her
highness.
"Anton'."
A youth stood up la the orchestral
pit.
"Now, your highness." said the hen
direktor.
"Try her voice."
And the herr direktor saw thnt she
was not smiling. He bade the violin
ist to draw his bow over a single note,
"Imitate It. Gretchen," commanded
her highness, "and dou't be afraid."
Gretchen lifted her voice. It was
sweeter and mellower than the violin.
"Again!" the herr direktor cried.
Without apparent effort Gretchen
passed from one note to another, now
high, now low, or strong or soft; a
trill, a run. The violinist of bis own
accord begnn the Jewel song from
"Faust." Gretchen did not kuow the
words, but she carried the melody
without mishap. Aud then "I Dreamt
I Dwelt In Marble Halls." This song
she knew word for word, and, ah, she
sang it with strange and haunting ten
derness. One by one the musicians
dropped their instruments to their
knees. All realized that a great voice
was being tried before them. The herr
direktor struck his music stand sharp
"Y'our highness has played a fine Jest
this day. where does madamo your
guest sing In Berlin or Vienna?"
"In neither," answered her highness
"She lives In Drelberg, and till this
mornlug I never saw her before."
The herr direktor stared blankly
from her highness to Gretchen and
back to her highness again. Then he
grasped It. Here was one of those
moments when the gods make gifts to
mortals.
"Y'ou have a great voice, frauleln,
shall tench you. I shall make you a
great slngcr.'
But Gretchen never became a prima
donna. There wus something different
on the kuees of the gods.
CHAPTER VII.
AFFAIRS OF STATE.
nE grand duke stamped back
and forth with a rumble as of
distant thunder. They would
play with him, eh? Well, they
T
hnd loosed the llou this time. He had
sent his valet to summon her highness
and Herbeck.
"And tell them to put everything
else aside."
He kneaded the note ln bis band
powerfully. It was anonymous, but it
spoke dearly, like truth. The sender
remained undlscovernhle.
Had he not opposed It for months?
And now, having surrendered against
his better judgment, tb;o,ratultous af
front wns offered him. It was damna
ble. He smote tho offending note.
War! Nothing less. He was prepared
for It. Twenty thousand troops were
now in the valley, and there were
20,0i0 reserves.
Herbeck came calmly In.
"Why the ('evil couldn't you have
IefFdTfiioufcj aToilFT - rtea tliUT
The duke fluttii th nou down uu bis
desk.
HerUvk picked It up and worked out
the creases.
"WollT The query tingled with
rage.
The auswer on the chancellor's lips
was not uttered. Hlldegarde came ln.
lie embraced her aud kissed her brow.
"Read." said the duke to her.
She slipped from her father's arms
I and looked with pity at the chancellor.
"What do you think of this, Hllde-
garde;
"Why, father, I think It Is the very
best thing In the world," dryly.
"An insult like this?" The duke
grew rigid. "You accept It calmly ln
this fashion?"
"Shall I weep and tear my hair
over a boy I have never seen? No,
thank you. I was about to make
known to you this very evening that I
had reconsidered the offer. I shall
never marry his majesty."
Uerbeck explained the situation.
"Y'our highness, the regent la really
not to blame, for bis majesty had giv
en him free rein in the matter, and
his royal highness, working as I have
been for the best iuterests of tho two
CouulrTes.TieVef tfivained that tTie Vlug
would rebel. The king has been gen
erous euough to leave the publicity ln
our hands that Is to say, he agrees to
accept the humiliation of being reject
ed by her sereue highness."
"That is very geuerous of him!" said
the duke sarcastically. "Send for Due-
witz."
"Ducwitz, your highness?" cried tho
chancellor, chilled.
"Immediately!"
"Y'our highness, If you call Ducwltx
I shall surrender my portfolio." The
chancellor was firm.
"Do ro. There are others to take up
your work."
Hlldegarde flew to the duke s side
and snatched at his sleeve.
"Father, you are mad!"
"At leust I am master ln Ehrenstein
Herbeck, you will have the kindness
to summon General Ducwitz."
"Y'our highness," replied Herbeck, "I
have worked long and faithfully In
your service. I can not recollect that
I ever asked one personal favor. But
I do so now. Do not send for Ducwitz
tonight. See him In the morning. This
is no time for haste. Y'ou will throw
the army into Jugendhelt, and there
will follow a bloody war."
"I will have my revenge!" stubborn
ly-
"My Sear chluT be sahl. "I have
suffered too much at the hands of Ju
gendhelt. It was
my daughter tho
first time; it is
my honor now,'
proudly.
"Will It bnlance
war and devasta
tlon?" the girl
nsked quietly. "Is
It not pride rather
than honor? The
prince regent
made a pardona
ble blunder. Do
not you, my fa
ther, make an un
pardonable one?'
"A Portia to tin-
judgment!" said
the chancellor, his
eye kindling. "Let
9
"will it balance it all rest upon
WABANDDKVASTA-u,y H10ulders. I
tion?" alone am to
blame. It was I who first suggested
the alliance."
Notwithstanding that he was geuer
Byy r-t;y the dnt-e was a Just man
He offered his hand, with hulf a smile.
"You are bidding me farewell, your
highness?" said Herbeck.
"No, count. I would not let you go
for half my duchy. Even a duke may
be a fool sometimes."
Herbeck laid bis cold hand upon tho
duke's. Then he went over to her
highness and kissed her hand grate
fully, for It was truly at her feet the
wreath of victory lay.
"nighness," he said softly, "you
shall marry when you will."
"And when?"
"I would that I could make It so
But there is a penalty for being placed
so high. We caunot change this uu
written law."
"Heaven did uot write It," she re
plied.
"No, my daughter," said tho duke
"Mun is ut the bottom of all the kinks
and twists in this short life, not henv
cn. But Herbeck Is right. You shull
marry when you will."
The knock of the valet wus again
heard.
"Your highness, there is a young
woman outside, a peasant, who desires
to speak to her serene highness."
"What! She enters the palace with
out any mow trouble than this?"
"By my orders, father," said Hllde
garde, who gathered that this privileg
ed visitor must be Gretchen of tho
Krumerweg. "Admit her."
Gretchen wns ushered In. Her throat
was a little full as she recognized tho
three most important persons ln tho
grund duchy.
"The little goose girl!" the duke said
half audibly.
"Yes. highness." Gretchen's face
was serious, and her eyes were mourn
ful. She carried un envelope In hi
hand tightly.
"Come to me. Gretchen," said the
princess. "What is it?"
"Sho is dead, highness, and I found
this letter under her pillow."
Herbeck took the envelope.
"Dead?" Hlldegarde's eyes filled.
"Who is dead?" demanded the duke
"Emma Kchuliz. father. Oh, I know
you will forgive tne for this deception,
She lias been In Drelberg for n month
dying, and I have often stolen out to
see her." She let her tears full unre
W
1
IS
stculucd
The duke stared at the rug. Present
ly he said: "I-ot her be burled ln con
secrated ground. Wroug or right, that
chapter Is dosed, my child. What Is
ln the letter. Herbeck?"
IlerlwH'k was a strong man. He w is
always far removed from tears, but
there was a mist over the usual clarity
of his vision. He ripped down the
flap. It was only a simple note to her
serene highness begging her to give
the Inclosed banknotes to one Gretch
en, wbo uvea in me Krumerweg. ine
notes represented a thousand crowns.
Take them, little goose girl," said
the duke. "Y'our ship has come In.
This will be your dowry."
An icy shiver ran up and down
Gretchen's spine, a shiver of wonder,
delight, terror. A thousand crowns! A
fortune!
"And I shall add to It another thou
sand," said Hlldegarde. "Give them
to me, father."
In all this fortune amounted to lit
tle more than $400, but to Gretchen,
frugal and thrifty, to whom a single
crown was a large sum, to her It rep
resented wealth. She was now the
richest girl In the lower town. Dreams
of kaleidoscopic variety flew through
her heud. Tears sprang Into her eyes.
She had the power to do no more than
weep.
The duke was the first to relievo the
awkwarduess of the moment.
Count, has It not occurred to you
that'"vveRT3Titl TIT TWr pri'ScnTc" of two
very beautiful young women?"
Herbeck scrutinized Gretchen with
care. Then he compared tier wun mo
princess. The duke was right. Aud
the thlug which struck him with most
force was that, while each possessed
a beauty Individual to herself, It was
not opposite, but strangely alike.
When the duke was aloue he slowly
passed on to his secretary and open hi
a drawer. He laid a small bundle (in
the desk and untied the strlug. One
by one he ranged the articles two lit
tle yellow shoes, a little cloak trimmed
with ermine. There had been a hx-ket,
but that was now worn by her high
ness. Hermann Breunner lived In the gran
ite lodge just withiu the eusteru gates
of the royal gardeus. He was a wid
ower and shared the ample lodge with
the uudergardeners and their families.
He was a man of brooding moods, and
there wns no laughter ln his withered
heart. He adjusted his heavy specta
cles nnd held the note slantingly to
ward the caudle. A note or a letter was
singular event ln Hermann's life.
This note, left by the porter of the
Grand hotel, moved him with surprise.
It requested thnt he present himself
at 8 o'clock at tho olueo of tho hotel
and ask to be directed to tho room of
Hans Grumbach, whoever ho might be.
Ho decided to go. Certainly this
man Grumbach did not urgo blm with
out some definite purpose. The con
dergo at the hotel, who knew Her
mnnn, conducted him to room 10 on
the entresole. Hermann knocked. A
voice bade him enter.
"You wished to see mo?"
"Y'es," offering a chair.
"You are Hermann Breunner," be
gan Grumbach, "and you once had a
brother named Hans."
Hermann grew rigid In bis chair. "I
have no brother."
"You did havo."
Hermann's head dropped. "My God,
yes, I did have a brotner, out ue was
a scoundrel."
'Perhaps ha was a scoundrel, ne Is
dead!" softly.
"God's will be done!" But Her
mann's face turned lighter.
"As a boy he loved you."
"And did I not love him?" said Her
mann fiercely. "Did I not worship that
boy, who was more like a son to me
than a brother?"
"I know your brother. I knew him
well. Ho win not a scoundrel, only
weak. He went to America and be
ramo successful In business. He fought
with the north In the war. He was
not a coward. He did his fighting
bravely and honorably. He died facing
the enemy, and his last words were of
vou. He begged your forgiveness. He
Implored that you forget that black
moment. He was young, he said, and
they offered him a thousund crowns.
In a moment of despair he fell."
"Despair! Did be confess?"
"Yes."
"Did he tell you to whom he sold his
honor?"
"That lie never knew. A gypsy from
the hills came to him, so he suld."
"From Jug lhelt?"
"I say that lie knew nothing. He be
lieved that the gypsy wanted her high
ness to hold for ruiiHom. Hans spoke
of a girl culled Teklu."
"Tcklu? Ah, yes; Hans was Iu love
wllh that doll face."
"Hans followed the band of gypsies
Into the mountains. The real horror of
his act did not come homo to I1I111 till
thou. Ah, the remorse! But It wus too
late. They dressed tho llttlo one ln
rags. But when I ran away from them
I took her llttlo shoes and cloak and
locket."
Hermann wns on his feet. Grum-
bach's eyes were as bright and glow
lng as coals.
Hermann leaned forward.
"Is 11 you, Hans, uud I did not know
you?"
"It is I, brother."
"My God!" Hermann sank down
weukly.
to ue coimircxD.
8teal Safe With $6,500 In It.
Cheyenne, Aug. 12. An army pay
master's safe containing $6,600 was
stolen from the maneuver camp at
Pole mountain nnd carried away.
There is no trace of the robbers. Of
ficers are searching the hills.
GALLAGHER TO
PLEADMiNSANITY
Alienist Holds Conference With
VYould-Ba Assassin's Lawyer.
LAY GROUNDWORK OF DEFENSE.
Mayor Gaynor la Gaining Strength an4
Bulletins Do Not Vary In Their Ton
of Optimism Brother Leaves for
Three-Day Visit to Baltimore No
Cauee for Alarm.
New York, Aug. 12. Because ot
alarming rumors regarding Mayor
William J. Gaynor's condition, Dr. Ar
ltti, who was in charge of the patient.
Issued the following bulletin:
"Pulse, temperature and respiration
remain unchanged. Everything la sat
Isfactory."
Mayor Gaynor showed greater
strength than at any time since hla
life was attempted on the steamship
Kaiser Wllhelm der Grosse on Tues
day. Not only were the physician
encouraged by the mayor's condition,
but Thomas L. Gaynor, the mayor'
brother, left for a three days' visit to
Baltimore.
The two sections of the bullet fired
by James J. Gallagher, the discharged
dock employee, remain embedded la
tho mayor's neck and throat. Tho
possibility of danger from these frag
ments grows less each day. If the la
feet Ion period be safely passed prao
tlcolly the sole apprehension of tho
medlcol men will be from the possi
bility that one of these fragments lie
so near an arterial surface that dan
gerous hemorrhages may result. Such,
a rupture might come without warn
ing.
Gallagher, the would be assassin. In
prison ln Jersey City, Is beginning to
lay the groundwork of his defense. It
will be insanity. Ills lawyers and Dr.
R S. Totter, an alienist, held a confers
ence with him. Alexander Simpson
of Jersey City, of counsel for the pris
oner, says he has investigated th
man's record nnd finds a basis for a
trace of hereditary Insanity.
FROZEN EGG KILLS GUINEA PIG
Philadelphia Dealer Who Sells to Bale
erlct Arretted.
Philadelphia, Aug. 12. As the re
sult of an experiment upon a guinea
pig that died twelve hours after be
ing Inoculated with frogen eggs, J.
Buschel, an egg dealer of this ctty,
was arrested. Harry P. Casaldy, spe
cial agent of the dairy and food de
partment, alleges Buschel sells froieo.
eggs that have been removed from too
shell and ln a solid body are disposed
of to bakeries, which thaw out tho
product.
Mrs. McCaughan Dies of Injuries.
Belfast, Ireland, Aug. 12. Mrs. Will
iam John McCaughan, who was In
jured by Jumping from the window of
burning hotel on July 26, died. Mrs.
McCaughan's husband, pastor of thu
May Street Congregation and former
Iy pastor of the Third Presbytertaa
church of Chicago, was a victim of tho
same fire and died July 31 from tho
Injuries he received.
SHARP ADVANCE IN WHEAT
Buying of Options Is Active, Especially
on Part of Foreigners.
Chicago, Aug. 11. largely increased
Imports probably needed' by Franco,
because of crop damage from raln
narrowed the gap today between
wheat prices in this country and Eu
rope. Buying of options here waa ac
tive all day, and especially bo on tho
part of foreigners. In consequence
there was an advance of WQVAfi to.
lc. Corn also advnnced, but for an
exactly opposite reason, absence ot
rain ln the west. The cereal closed
l'ic higher than last night. OaU
and provisions sympathized, the form
er with a final gain of V40c to yla
and the latter 12Mi04Oc. Close:
Wheat-Sept.. $1.02 1.02; Dec,
$1.0601.061,4; May, $UO'ft01.1O.
Corn Sept., 64c; Dec, 6363c.
Oats Sept., 37c; Dec, 38c.
Pork Sept., $21.40; Jan., $18.50.
Urd Sept., $11.70; Jan., $11.35.
nibs Sept., $11.5714; Jan., $9.62.
Chicago Cash Prices No. 2 hard
wheat, $1.021401.04; No. 2 corn, 65';
No. 2 oats, 35y4ft35V4c
South Omaha Live Stock.
South Omaha, Aug. 11. Cattle Re
ceipts, 3,610; steady; beef steers, $3.50
7.40; cows and heifers, $2.6504.25;
stockers nnd feeders, $3.0004 85;
calves, $3.00f 6.25. Hogs Receipts, 7.
307; steady; heavy, $7.7007.75; mixed
grades commanded $7.90 or better;
good' lights ranged from $8.10 up to
the high price, $8 40; bulk, $7.6508.00.
Sheep Receipts, 13,580; dull; fat
wethers went at $1 00 and grnss year
lings at $5.00; It took good lambs to
sell at $G.23 or better.
Chicago Live Stock.
Chlcngo, Aug. 11. Cattle Receipts,
7,000; 5010c lower; beeves, $4,558
8.25; western steers, $4.0006.75;
stockers nnd feeders, $4.0006.25; cows
and heifers, $2.5006.40; calves, $6.5f
08.50. Hogs Receipts, 14.000; 15a
lower; light, $8 4008.90; mixed. 1M
08.83; henvy, $7.5008 40; rough, $7.50
7.73; bulk of sales, $7.8008.20. Sheen
Receipts, 18,000; 10c lower; natives,
$2.2504.25; westerns, $2.5004.15;
yearlings, $1.0305.40; lamln, $4,250
6.50.
