THK OMAHA DAILY 1JEE : SUNDAY , JOLt 1 , 180't
tor , Raymonds , who bad come up to be
tir client at the benediction , and had heard
nbout UIP miracle * .
"Oh , dear child , what Joy ! " repeated the
luomber n ( the hoipll.il , "nnd how proud I
hin to have you In my ward. It I * for us
nil an unexpected favor that the holy virgin
fehoutd li.tve aolpcted you. "
The youiiK girl had kept one of the hands
of the miraculously cored girl between her
bwn two hands.
"Will you permit mo to cell you my
friend , dear young lady ? t was so sorry
Tor you arid t am so pleased to see you
V/alklng , 40 strong and already so beautiful.
Let mo kiss you once more. It will bring
hio coed luck. "
Marie stammered In her happiness : "Thank
you ; thanka so much , with all my heart. I
am an happy so happy. "
"Oh , wo will not leave you attain , " con
tinued Mnic. do Jonqiilorc. "You hear ,
Haymondo ; we will follow her and kneel be-
tilde her , and wo will take her back after the
ceremony Is over. "
Ho then * ladles joined the cortege , walking
beside Pierre nnd Father Mnssals , behind
the canopy In the midst of the choir , be
tween the rows of chairs that were already
occupied by members of the delegations.
Only the banners were placed on either sde !
of the high altar. Marie also advanced and
only stopped at the foot of the steps , with
her cart , whose heavy wheels sounded on the
pavement. Slip had brought It lit with her ,
in her foolish ilcslro to leave It , a sad and
poor object In the splendors of Ood'n home
to be a proof of her miracle. From the
tlinn they entered the organ pealed forth
a. triumphant melody , an acclamation by
bound of a happy people , whcrc'n presently
v/as heard n celestial voice IlkQ that of an
angel--a sharp , happy note , pure as crystal.
Abba Judalnc hail placed the holy sacra
ment on the altar , the crowd filled the nave.
Kach one took his < place and waited for the
ceremony to begin. Marie at once fell on
her knees , between Mmc. de Jonqulere nnd
Jlaymonde , whose eyei were moist with emo
tion , while Father Masfuls , quite exhausted
after the state of nervous ternlon that he
had been In ever since he left the grotto ,
robbed aloud , sinking to the gcound , his face
between hh hands. Ilehlnd them Pierre
and Ilcrthaud stood , the latter still looking
round , lynx oycd , to keep proper order even
amid the most violent emotions.
In all his trouble , overcome by the swell
of the organ , Pierre lifted hlx head to look
at the Interior of the basilica. The nave
Was narrow , high and decorated In bright
colors that frequent windows flooded with
light. The lower vaults scarcely existed or
wore more narrow hallways threaded between
the bases of the pillars and the lateral
chapels , and which still more increased the
height of the nave , whose thin lines of stone
Were traced with Infantine grace. A golden
Kratlng , as transparent as lace , shut off the
choir , In which the high altar of white mar
ble , covered with carvings , was of an almost
virginal eumptuoilty. The most astonish
ing thing , however , was the extraordinary
ornamentation that transformed the entire
church Into a display of embroideries and
Jewels , of banners and ex-votos a whole
river of gifts , presents that had flowed and
gathered within Its walls , a stream of gold
nnd silver , of velvet and silk that carpeted
It from top to bottom. It was the unending
sanctuary of thank offerings. It sang an un
ending song of faith and gratitude by means
of Its thousand treasurer
Above all the banners fluttered and multi
plied Ilkq the leaves of a tree , without num
ber. Thirty at least hung from every
vaulted celling. Up above , ornamenting the
whole surface , others were made Into pic
I " tures , framed by the colonnades. They
Imng the whole length of the walls , they
floated froni the chalpels , they surrounded
the choir by a silken sky , a satin or velvet
'atmosphere. They were to be counted by
hundreds. One was tired merely looking at
them. Many were so celebrated by their
clover handiwork that famous work women
'camo to examine thoin. That of Our Lady
of Fourvrlore , with the arms of the city of
Lyons ; that from Alsatla , In black velvet ,
embroidered In gold ; the one from Lorraln ? ,
where the Virgin , covering two children
with her ctonk , might be seen ; that from
Brittany , blue and white , with a bleeding
heart In the midst of a glory. All empires ,
all the kingdoms of the earth wore repre
sented. The most distant countries Canada
Ilrazll , Chill , Haytl all had there flags there ,
with which they had come to do honor to the
Queen of Ueavori.
Besides th& banners there was another
wonderful sight the thousands and thousands
of gold and s'llvor hearts , hung up Vi3ry-
whare , shining frdm the walls like the stars
in the firmament above. Designs of mythical
roses wcro made of them ; they hung In
festoons and garlands the entire length of
the pillars , Surrounded the windows and dec
orated the deepest arches. Up on the clere
story an Ingenious Idea had been carried
out by using the hearft to form high letters
that made up the sentences addressed by
the Holy Virgin to Dernadette ; nnd all round
the nave ran a high frieze that was the Joy
of chlldjsh minds , who busied themselves by
spelling out the .words. It was a perfect
Hwarm. a prodigious glitter of hearts , whose
Infinite number made one qulto giddy when
ono realized how matjy trembling hands had
ftlvcn them as thank offerings. Besides ,
thare Were many other ox votes , many of
which WSro utilized as ornaments In a most
unexpected way. For Instance , there were
wedding bouquets , crosses of honor , Jewels ,
photographs , rosartoa , and even spurs , all
framed under glass. There was alto a pair
of officer's epaulets , and many swords ,
ojnong which was a superb saber left as a
souvenir of some miraculous conversion.
As though these wore not enough , still
other riches treasures that were piled up
high shone out from every side marble
statues , diadems enriched with diamonds , a
wonderful rug designed at Ulols and em
broidered by ladles from all over Franco , a
golden palm with enamel ornaments sent by
the sovereign pontiff. The lamps that hung
down from the vaulted celling were likewise
gifts , some of them In solid gold with dell-
c.tto workmanship. They could not be
counted , but studded the nave Ilka lustrous
Htars. Before tlio altar hung one sent by
Ireland that was a "chef d'oeuvro" of carv
ing. Others from Valence , from Lille , from
Macao ( the latter from the very extreme
parts of China ) , wore actual Jewels shining
with precious stones.
And what a splendid scene when the twenty
branches In the lustre ot the choir were
lighted , when the hundreds of lamps , the
hundreds of tapers burned all at once , at
times ot great ceremonies ! It was then that
the whole church was aglare , all the little
tiames In the "Chapello Ardento" were re
flected by a thousand lights In the thousands
ot gold and sliver hearts. It became an ex *
traordlnary flood ot light , the walls running
with brilliant reflections and looking as
though the blind glories ot paradise were at
tained , while the numberless banners un
folded their silken , velvet and satin she-n ,
embroidered with bleeding hearts , victorious
Ealnta and virgins whoso lovely smiles gave
birth to miracles.
Ah ! all these pomps had already created
great ceremonies In thu Basilica. The
olllcos , prayers and hymns went on there
without ceasing. From ono end of the year
to the other the Incense rose , the organs
pealed , the kneeling crowds prayed with all
their mlcht. Continual massei were said ,
Vespers , vows , benediction and dally offices
repeated over and over , and all feasts cele
brated with most uneqiuled magnificence.
The smallest anniversaries became pretexts
for fatuous solemnities. Every pilgrimage
had to have Its share In the worship.
These suffering and humble creatures
from distant lands had to bo sent away con
soled , enchanted , carrying off the vision of
un opening paradise. They had seen the
luxury of Gotl , and would retain an eternal
memory ot Its ecxtasles. In their empty
rooms , beside miserable beds of pain In all
Christendom the Daslllca with Its llotirUh of
llgh't and wealth was recalled 1 ke some
dream ot promise and compensation , Ilko
Bomo good fortune , the treasure of a future
life , Into which the poor should surely enter
Home day after their long suffering hero be-
low.
low.Uut
Uut these splendors without consolation or
hope did not give Pierre any feeling ot Joy.
Ills uneasiness Increased horr.bly , his heart
became Ilko som * black void , Ilko the dark
ness before a tttorm. wherein Ideas and sen-
tlmenU uro In conflict , Hver since Marie
liatl risen front her cart , crying that ahe
was cured , since ahe walked with strength
BO bright , so utterly resuscitated , he ex
perienced nothing but an Immense desola
tion.
tion.Yet he loved her like some brother and
was glad beyond words to kea that he no
longer suffered. Why , th r ore. was ho so
troubled by her felicity ; He could not look
at her as she knelt now , smlllnc through
her tears , with her reconquered beauty and
health , without a feeling In his bleeding
heart as tl ho had received a mortal wound.
8(111 he remained. BO turned away his gaz
md tried to Intercut himself In Father Mar
sala , who wan mill convulse' ] with sobs on
the flagstones and whoso weakness he po l >
llvcly envied , with It * divine Illusion of
divine love. Tor an Inntant ho asked
Horthaud some questions concerning one of
the banner.- ! and Deemed Interests ! In the
explications "Which do you mean ? The
lace ono up th rc7" "Yes , to the left. "
"It Is one given by I'uy. The coats of
arms are thee of Puy and Lourdcs Joined
by a rosary. The lace on It Is so fine you
could hold It In the palm of your hand. . "
But now Abbe Judalne advanced , and the
ceremony was about to begin. The organs
growled once more , a canticle was sung while
the holy sacrament remained upon the altar
Ilko some Hovcrclgn star amid the shiny
cold and silver hearts as numerous as the
planets. I'lcrro had not the courage to
tftay longer. As Marie had Mme. do
Jonqulcrc and Itaymonde with her he might
go away and disappear In some quiet corner
where he might weep at last.
In a word he made the excuse to go to
keep his rendezvous with Dr. Chassalgne.
Then he had a fresh fear Just how to get
out through such a croA-d as pressed be
tween him nnd the doors. HP had an In
spiration , ho crosied between the sacristy ,
and went down Into the crypt by means of
the narrow Interior staircase.
Suddenly thtre was profound silence , a
sepulchral shade , succeeding to tlio voices
of pralso the prodigious noise up above the
crypt , hewn out of the rock , foimed two
passages , separated by the wall that sup
ported the nave , and led under the arches
to n subterraneous chapul , lighted day and
night by little lamps. An obscure forest of
pillars stretched out , and a mythical terror
seemed to exist In those half-lights , In which
lurked all kinds of mysteries. The walls
were bare , they wore the actual stones of
the tomb , wherein all flesh must pass Its
final steep. All along the passages , against
the- partitions , that covered Its entire length
by the marble slabs for the cx-votoa , stood In
double row ot confessionals , for It was here
In this dead part of the world that confes
sions were heard , and there were priests
who spoke all languages , to pardon the faults
ot those sinners who came here from the
four parts of the globe.
Just now , when the masses were crushing
up above , the crypt was absolutely empty ,
not one soul was there , and Pierre , In the
Intense Hllence. In the freshness of the tomb ,
fell on his knees. The action came from no
need of prayer or adoration , but because his
whole being was overcome by the moral tor
ture that had broken It down. He longed
with tortuous thirst to Bee clearly. Oh , he
must be able to reflect more profoundly , to
work out , at last , the meaning of this abase
ment , this undoing of all things mortal.
He suffered a fearful agnny of mind. He
attempted to go over every minute since
Marie , suddenly raised from her couch of
misery , had uttered her -cry of resurrection.
Why , In splto of his brotherly Joy at seeing
her stand up , had he felt such an awful sen
sation , as though the worst human blow had
struck him ? Was ho Jealous of the divine
grace ? Did he suffer , because the Virgin , In
healing her , had forgotten him , whose soul
was sick unto death7
He remembered the flnjil proof he had
named , the supreme rendezvous on which
ho had ( Ixed his faith , the moment when
the Holy sacrament should pass. If Marie
were cured ; and she had been cured and still
he did not believe , and from henceforth he
had no longer hope , for he now should never
believe. Here lay the sting. It came forth
with cruel , blinding certainty. She was
saved ; he was lost. The pretended miracle
that gave her back to life had achieved In
him a complete ruin of the belief In the su
pernatural. What he had hoped and longed
to find at Lourdcs , that Innocent faith , the
happy faith ot a little child , was no longer
possible , could never flourish again after the
downfall ot the prodigious , the cure pre
dicted by Deauclalr that had been realized
point for point ! Jealous ! Oh , no ; but de
vastated , mortally sad , thus to remain alone
In the frozen desert of his Intelligence , to
regret the Illusion , the falsehood , the divine
levi borneby those simple In heart , of which
his heart was no longer capable to feel.
A flocd ot bitterness choked Pierre and
tears sprang Into his eyes. Ho had glided
down on the stones , overcome by hla an
guish. And he recalled that delicious mem
ory of the day oh which Maria , having
guaised the source of his doubt , had Inter
ested herself In his conversion , taking his
hand In the darknessholding it In her own , as
she murmured that she would pray for him.
Oh ! with all her very soul. She forgot self
while supplicating tha Holy Virgin to save
her friend rather than herself , If she might
receive but one favor from her Divine Son.
Then followed another memory , those ador
able hours they had passed together under
the thick night of the trees during the pass
ing of the torchlight procession. There ,
again , they had prayed for one another , and
were lost In each other , with such an ardent
desire for mutual happiness that for an in
stant they reached that line which gives Its
all and Immolate ) self.
Then , their long tenderness bathed In
tears , the pure Idyll of their suffering was
thrust aside by this brutal separation ; she ,
cured , radiant In the midst of the hymns of
the triumphant basilica ; he , lost , scbblng In
his misery , crushed under the shadows of the
crypt , In the Icy silence of the tomb. It was
as though he had again lost her , a second
time.
Suddenly Pierre felt the knife thrust , and
this last thought plunged Into his heart. He
understood his trouble at last , and by a sub
tle light he recognized the terrible crisis In
which he struggled. The first time he lost
Marie , the day he became a priest , saying to
himself It were better for him not to be a
man , so long as she might never bo a woman ,
struck down In her youth by Incurable dis
ease. And now she was cured , now she was
a woman ; he had seen her suddenly become
strong , beautiful , bright , desirable and
fecund. Ho was as dead , unable over again
to bo a man. Ho could never lift the tomb
stone tint was crushing him that touched
his flesh.
She alone escaped , and left him behind In
the cold earth. The whole vast world was
open to her , happlne'S smiled upon her , love
laughed on her sunlight paths ; a husband ,
no doubt , children while he , burled up to
his shoulders , retaining only the liberty of
his brain , could by It merely suffer all the
more. She only belonged to him so long as
she belonged to no ono else , and his anguish
was so fearful that for an hour he fought It
oit definitely , deciding Just how they were
separated , and this time It was forever ; then
ho succumbed.
A perfect rage seized Pierre. He felt
tempted to go up again to tell Marie the
truth. A miracle ! A lie ! The helping good
ness of an Almighty God was a pure Illu
sion ! Nature alone had acted , life had once
more triumphed. And he would give his
proofa. he would show that life Is the only
sovereign , renewing again by health all suf
fering hero below. Then they would go aw ay
together , they would go far , far away and be
happy ! But a sudden terror Invaded hh
being. What ! touch that little pure white
soul , murder all belief In her , ruin her faith
by which he himself was ravaged ?
It suddenly appeared to him like some hor-
rlblo sacrilege. Then came the horror as If
ho had assassinated her ; should ho over feel
Incapable ono of these days of making her
happy ? Perhaps she might not believe him.
Besides , would she over marry a perjured
priest , she who would always retain the
memory of having been cured In an ecstasy
cf bliss ? It gii seemeed monstrous , mad and
tllthy. His revolt was already tuhdued , and
h9 felt only a vague lassitude , a burning son-
sitlon of some Incurable hurt , his poor heart
that was torn and bleeding.
Then followed a fearful struggle In that
empty space In which his mind worked.
What was ho to do ? He wished to go away ,
never to see Marie again , having become a
coward In his suffering. For he understood
that now he must lie , since she believed
him to have been saved with her , converted ,
his soul saved , as her body had been cured.
Sim had said so in her Joy , as she dragged
her cart up the colossal ramparta , Oh ! to
have had this great happiness together to
gether tu have felt their souls melt ono In the
other ! And he had already lied , ho would
bo obliged to lie forever , In order to dispel
that lovely pure Illusion ,
So he gave vent to the flml beatings of his
heart , he swore to have the sublime charity
to pretend peace , to simulate tlio delight ol
the salvation. He wished her to bo per
fectly happy , without one regret , one doubt ,
In full serenity of faith , convinced that the
Holy Virgin had consented to this mythical
union. What mattered his own tortures ?
Perhaps later he would gat over It. In the
midst of the desolation of his mind was It
not a ray of sustaining joy , all the Joy he
would give to her by his , consoling false
words ?
Several minutes went on , and Pierre re
mained prone upon the floor to calm Ills
fever. He no longer thought , he no longer
existed , In the utter feeling of exhaustion
that follows the crisis or a whole being.
Out he thought he heard a footstep and rose
painfully , pretending to read the exvotos , the
engravwJ on the marble slabs
all along the wall , llut tie was mistaken
No one was there , but ho continued to read
on , first mechanically seeking distraction , and
then , little by little , he realized a new emo
tion.
It was Inconceivable. ralth , adoration ,
gratitude was written on those marble slabs
In letters ot gold by the thousands. Some
were Ingenuous enough to cause a smile. A
colonel had his foot made In marble with
these words , "Thou hast saved It for me ,
see that it serve Thee. " Further on might
be read , "May her protection extend to the
chase ; " or the strange requests made gave
some Idea of the thanks desired. "To the
Immaculate Mary , by the father of a family ,
restored health , suit gained , advancement ob
tained. " Uut these were lost In the concert
of burning cries that mounted.
The lovers' cries , "Paul and Anna ask for
the bcnsdlcllon of Our L dy ot Lourdea upon
their union. " The mother's cry , "Oralltude
to Mary , who hag cured my child three
times. " "Gratitude tor the birth of Marie
Antoinette , whom I confide to her , as well as
all tny belongings. " "P. D. . aged 3 years ,
has been preserved to the love ot his par
ents. " The wife's cry , the cry of Invalids
restored , the cry of souls restored to happi
ness , "Protect my husb.tnd , make my hus
band always well. " "I was Infirm In both
legs , now I am cured. " "We came hither
and we hope. " "I prayed , I wept , and she
has granted my requests. " And atlll other
cries , the cries of an ardent discretion that
gave rise to dreams of long romances. "Thou
hast united us , protect us. " "To Mary , the
greatest of gifts. " Always the same cries ,
the same words , recurring with a fevent
passion , gratitude , recognition , praise , ac
tions of grace and thankfulness. Ah ! those
hundreds , those thousands of cries , fixed for
ever In marble , that from the bottom of the
crypt clamored to the Virgin the eternal de
votion of the miserable human beings she
had succored.
Pierre could hardly read them , his bitter
heart was Invaded by an Increasing desola
tion. Was ho alone never1 to receive any
help ? When so many suffering creatures
had been heard , why should he alone be
unheard ? And this made him think about
the extraordinary number of prayers that
must have been said at Lourdes , from one
end of the year to the other. He tried to
estimate the number , the days passed before
the grotto , the nights In the Church of the
Hosary , and then the ceremonies at the
Daslllca , and the processions by sunlight and
starlight. It was Inculcttlable , those con
tinual supplications of every second. Thu
desire of the faithful to thus fatigue the
cars of Qed , thus to draw down from Him
blessings pardons , by the enormous masses
of prayers thai were offered.
The priest told that God exacted the ex
piation of the sins of the whole of France
by means of prayer , and when the number
was sulllclent France would cease to be pun
ished. What a hard belief for the necessity
of chastisement ! What a ferocious imagi
nation of the blackest pessimist ! As though
life must be bad In order that such a cry of
misery , both physical and moral , bo con
sidered necessary to mount upward to
heaven !
In all this unending sadness Pierre felt ,
too , n profound pity. Ah , this wretched hu
manity , reduced by this excess of woe , so
naked , so feeble , so abandoned , that It even
gave up all reason so as to put all possible
pleasure In the giddy hallucination of a
dream , all this Interested Pierre. Fresh
tears filled his eyes , and he wept for himself ,
for others , for all those poor tortured beings
who feel the need of stupefying their woes ,
to stifle them In order to escape from the
realities of this world.
He seemed again to see that frenzied
crowd kneeling at Hie grotto , calling out Its
Inflamed supplication to heaven ; those crowds
of 20,000 or 30,000 souls , frtxn whom rose a
fervency of desire , like smoke from Incense
mounts In the sun's rays. Then , too , In this
very crypt , In the Church of the Rosary ,
might be seen another exaltation of faith ;
the entire nights passed In the ecstasy of
paradise , the dumb delight of communions ,
the ardent , wrfrldless appeals. In which the
creature Is consumed , burned and blown
away.
Then , as though the prayers before the
grotto , as though the perpetual adoration of
the nosary were Insulllclent , that ardent call
commenced again around him on the walls
of the crypt , only there It was perpetuated
In marble and did not cease to cry out all
human sufferings until all ages to come.
The very walls , the marble Itself prayed. In
vaded by the universal thrill of pity that
touched the stones. Thus the prayer rose
higher and higher , and reached the bright
basilica that sparkled above him , filled at
this moment with a phrenetic people whose
breath he seemed to feel through the paving
stones of the nave as they sang a canticle of
supreme hope.
He ended by being carried away , as If he ,
too , were In the midst of that Immense flood
of prayers , that starting from the dust of
the earth , mounted throughout the churches ,
one on top of the other , growing from altar
to altar , appealing to the walls to such a de
gree that even they sobbed out the supreme
cry of anguish that must pierce the sky , with
the white needle and Its high golden cresson
on the very top of the spire. Oh ! Almighty
God ! Oh ! Divinity ! Helpful strength ! Who
ever Thou may be , show Thy mercy on poor
mankind. Cease all human sufferings.
Pierre was all at once dazzled. He had
followed the left passage , and suddenly came
out In broad daylight at the top of the ram
parts. And Instantly two tender arms seized
him and enveloped him. It was Dr. Chas-
salgno , with whom he had forgotten his
"rendezvous , " who was waiting for him
there to take him to visit nernadotto's room
and the church of the Curate Peyracuale.
"Oh ! my child ! how great your Joy must
be. I have Just heard the great news , the
extraordinary grace that Our Lady of Lourdes
has shown to your friend. Do you remember
what I said day before yesterday ? Now I
am all right , you yourself are saved. "
The priest , Intensely pals , felt one last ,
bitter thrust. But he was able to smile and
answered softly :
"Yes , wo are saved. I am very happy. "
The He had commenced , the divine Illusion
ho wished to give , for charity's sake , to
others.
Then Pierre saw another wonderful sight.
The front door ot the basilica stood wide
open , the red flood of the sun filled the nave
from end to end. All was lighted by this
kind of Incendiary , the golden gate of th *
choir , the gold and silver exvotos , the lamps
studded with precious stones , the banners
with their light embroideries , the hanging
Incense burners , like. Jewels that were flying
In midair. Thither , at the end of all this
burning splendor , amid the surplices of snow
and the golden chasubles , be recognized
Marie , with her hair undone ; her golden hair ,
too. making her covered o e as If with a
golden mantle. And the organs pealed out a
royal hymn , thei people acclaimed their God ,
while Abbe Judalne , who had placed the holy
sacrament upon the altar , once more held It
up , very high , very high , shining out with
all Its glory amid the shimmering gold of the
basilica , while all the bells rang out In Joyous
chimes the announcement of the prodigious
triumph.
triumph.To ( Do Continued Next Sunday. )
Wnntoit Moilorn Convenlonros.
A man with a serious countenance went
Into an 8-cent lodging house on West Madison
street Thursday night , relates the Chicago
Tribune. Ho deposited a nickel , a 2-cent
stamp , and a penny on the counter , and said :
"Your rates ore reasonable enough if your
accommodations are good. Has my room a
south window ? "
"It hasn't any window. "
"Well , well ; that's bad. I suppose , though ,
that the transom admit ! ) plenty ot air ? "
"It hasn's any transom. "
"No transom ? I do hope that It has the
Incandescent light Instead ot gas. I despise
gas. "
"So do I , and you're giving me too much
of It , " said the clerk. "Why don't you go to
your stall and put your Jaw to bed ? "
"I will go to my couch In good time , " re
joined the guest with dignity. "I want to
know how the room I am to occupy Is fur
nished. Does It contain a desk that I may
attend to my correspondence ? Does the
carpet harmonize with the wall paper ?
Does "
"See here , partner , " cried the clerk , hand
ing over the nickel and the postage stamp
and the penny , "there's a 10-cent lodging-
house across the street. Go over there and
perhaps they will give you electric bells and
scented soap and send your breakfast to
your room In the morning , Your blood Is a
trifle too aristocratic for an 8-cent house
Git. "
Ho got.
A floating paragraph saya a New England
seminary for girls has adopted the following
college yell : "Wha , who , wha , who , wha ,
who , zlppe rlroar , hi yl , kl yl , zip pom , love
bomyah , bumyah , alp , zip , ' 94 ! " The
higher education of woman U bound to come.
A Bellevue Woman > wllli a Remarkable
and Semantic , pistory.
JULESBURG NAMED AFTER HER HUSBAND
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t wont down and t\to \ "Inner last Sunday
with one of the families > that live In a log
cabin beside the r.illroarti track near Bell"-
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Thcao squatters , If squatters they wore ,
belonged to the aristocracy. They told with
simplicity ot their Intercourse with mich
high dignitaries as Logan Fontcnello. the
last chief of the Omalms , whoso father Was
of the nobility of France , and Peter A.
Sarpy , who. In curly days , was th numeral
of the great American Fur company In this
region , and was worshipped more obsequi
ously than Is our governor , or even our pur
veyors of public offices senators and con
gressmen ; and they were connected with the
traders and ranchmen who ruled the land
under the autocrat , Sarpy.
These squatters greeted us warmly , as old
friends , and but I won't tell the very worst ,
for my acquaintances of the later aristocracy ,
who have been In Omaha at least three or
four years , would cut me entirely If I should
acknowledge that.
But to my story. What recent novelist Is
It that has elaborated the doctrine that wo
become entirely different entitles once in so
often ? Whoever It Is might have made a
very Interesting story of our two phases of
existence , for the llrst was spent among In-
illatis and French traders and pioneers on
Nebraska plains , occupied with dealings
with the Indians , taking up claims nnd stak
ing out railroad towns where the buffalo
trail was yet to be seen , and the second In
wielding that mighty weapon , the pen , umld
the paved streets , electric light and cars
of a western city. But today In the midst
of the second phase we had touched the
magic ring which was to put us back In the
first. At least , so It seemed , as we approached
preached the little low log cabin which con
tained two small rooms not over seven feet
high , with a still smaller and lower cell at
tached. The occupants , who bore a resem
blance to those ferrymen and canoe men of
the first era , with their nets and paddles
scattered around , were sitting under a porch
made of a sail cloth attached to the logs of
the cabin on one side , and to Corinthian
pillars of trees denuded of the bark on the
other ; the floor the cleanly swept earth.
"How do you do , Elton , don't you know
us ? " said my companion , Mac , offering his
hand.
"No , I don't ; you've got me now , " said the
gray haired man In brown overalls nnd blue
check shirt , who courteously rose to greet
us , looking at us Intently , but with a puzzled
air.
"Call your wife ; she'll know us , " said Mac.
She had retreated Into the log cabin as she
saw us approaching , and two or three of the
seven or eight sitting around got up and
went In to call her.
Presently she came out tying her apron
strings , escorted by her body guard.
"How do you do , Lizzie , you know me ,
I'm sure , " said Mnc.
She looked at me , arid then grasping my
hands , answered :
"Of course I do. It's . .Mac and his wife.
Didn't you know them , ? " turning to Elton.
"No , I didn't , but I , do , now-and I'm glad
to see you. You've grOwh so gray you don't
look as I remember you,1' said Elton.
"These are my Children , " said Lizzie.
"That's Mary , my oldest , ; she was born at
Decatur , you remember , , she's Mrs. ,
and Nora , Mrs. * r and Lizzie , Mrs.
, and this is fhe' Bnly girl at home.
These are the boys. I've , had ten children. "
"Ten children. Lizzie , , and so many mar
ried , and you look as young as over ! "
"Well. It's hard work'has done It then , "
was her pleased rejolnuVr , "for I haven't
done anything else.1' '
Her cheeks were still rosy beneath the
tan ; her eyes were almost as bright as when
wo remembered her , a girl of 16. and her
black hair waved In a manner that would
have distracted with envy the devotee of the
curling Iron , as she calmly took It down
and proceeded to comb and do It up again
while she talked.
Lizzie not only belongs to the pioneer
aristocracy , but she Is a historical personage ,
a participant In one ot the blood-stirring
events of the early history of Nebraska.
A TRAGEDY OF THE PLAINS.
Every old settler remembers the story of
Jules the ranchman , from whom Julesburg ,
mice a well known station on the famous old
California and Pike's Peak trail , was named.
Jules supplied the emigrants with food for
themselves and their beasts in exchange for
their rapidly diminishing dollars as they
journeyed along the sunflower marked trail ,
and hailed with joy the rare sight of a house
and white occupants.
Jules had Incurred the enmity ot another
ranchman named Slade , who had sworn to
kill him at sight , and after waiting five
years for his opportunity he succeeded , tying
him up to a dry goods box and shooting off
his ears while still" alive , and then bidding
his twenty-five men empty the contents of
their revolvers Into him.
Lizzie was Jules' wife. His child wife of
14 , who had been left behind at the ranch
when lie armed himself with gun and revolver
ver and knlfo to go to a distant corral for
his horses and cattle , and who , when she
began to watch for his return , saw Instead
a gang1 of rude and drunken plainsmen with
oath and Jeer , and taunting story of her hus
band's death , enter her home and carry
away the stock of goods and everything of
value , leaving her helpless and alone on the
treeless and houseless prairie , the man and
woman who had been In charge of the ranch
her only companions , and the nearest set
tlement hundreds of miles away.
Her husband had started with $3.000 on
his person ; he had owned scores of cattle
and horses , a well equipped ranch and stock
of goods and money in the bank , but she was
left with only a terrified and helpless man
and woman and the few hundred dollars the
wretches had not discovered , to wait In fear
and trembling for days until a ranchman
from further west on bis way to the settle
ments for goods took her In his wagon and
brought her to a land where people lived ,
not fiends.
She had married twlco since , and her sub
sequent life had contained other tragedies ,
but she carried through them all the bright
and alert air and the good looks which
marked Lizzie Calyom ( pronounced Klgon )
the girl whom Jules , the rich and dashing
French ranchman , had wooed and carried
away to the tragedy on the plains.
She came of St. Louis French Creole stock ,
nnd I wondered at the case with which she
entertained us. It would have done credit
to many a drawing room , the crudity of
speech and manner ingrafted on It forming
a strange commingling. What had been this
environment of the grandmother , with sev
eral greats appended , from whom this must
have been Inherited ? It did not seem a log
hut under the bluffs besldo the railroad
track ; surely It resembled more a salon
where she entertained and charmed bo-
ruffed and powdered courtiers , for a search
Into the ancestry of these French Creoles
scattered along the rlvors that travel gulf-
ward would reveal some strange problems
of heredity.
The French hospitality and art of cooking ,
too , were transmitted , as became apparent
while she diligently prepared a dinner over
the little cook steve In the log kitchen , so
low she could just stand straight In It , and
so small It hold only a stove , a table and
two people.
Her willing waiters , the children , brought
at her command from the root cellar dug
Into the side ot the hill the materials
wanted for her work , and wo finally ,
obedient to the command to "set up and
help ourselves , " found as light bread , well
made coffee , rich cream and fine golden
butter as could have been procurel any
where.
THE AFFAIR OF THE DAY.
Just as we were flntuhlng our meal four
or five horsemen rode up to the porch. They
were evidently well known , for the greet
ings from Bill and Tom and Jack were
hearty.
"Where are you going ? " said the pretty
yrt-ng Daughter , the counterpart ot her
mother at 1G.
"Why. up to the washln' ! Don't you know
the 'Hollnass' people are going to have a
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baplUln' up In the lake ? They are comln *
hack a ways. "
Scon they began to appear through the
trees lumber wagons with a whole family
In , buggies with a young 'fellow nnd his
girl , an old-fashioned carriage with the
preacher and some of the elders , more young
men horseback , more lumber wagons a long
picccsslon , and finally an old buggy contain
ing a fat , old , darky woman ami two little
boys , who rolled around on the seat as she
lashed the bony steed In an endeavor to
catch upltli the wagons Just disappearing
around the wooded bend ahead.
All this time our friends were calling
out and receiving hearty greetings.
"Why , this Is more people than we've
neen go by In a year ! "
"Goln1 up to the washln' , be you ? " Seems
to me Bellevue Is liavln1 a regular puke ! "
"What are you all doln' , tearln' through
the woods this way ? Are you all golii' to be
washed ? "
"There's that Em . She's one of 'em ! "
"You see" to me "they don't believe In
wearing any flowers in their hats or any
ribbons or any fancy flxln's on their clothes.
One of 'em went for me the other day about
my hat , and It's just one ot the common
kind you see every day. "
In a lull I ventured to inquire what these
people were.
"Why , the 'Holiness' people they call them
selves. "
Another suggested Free Love Methodists ,
and on our looking a little surprised finally
eliminated the "love. "
"Uut the title which suited them best was
"Holiness people. "
And then they concluded to go up to the
lake and see the "washln1 " and Invited us
to go along , and we accepted the Invitation.
Mac and Elton , by virtue of the dignity ot
their gray hairs , loitered In the rear and
stopped part way back near where Elton
had pointed out to me the grave of the
chief , Logan Fontanelle , In the distance ,
quietly but proudly Informing me that he
was the only man about there who could tell
where this once mighty warrior , who had
killed a score of Sioux , lay. . The grave , he
stated , was overgrown by plum trees whose
trunks were as big as his wrists.
AT THE WASHIN" .
Surrounded by Lizzie and her children I
at last reached the lake , a long cut-oft from
the Missouri , with the usual muddy banks
and bottom.
The preacher , who looked muscular enough
for the task before him , prayed earnestly
after he descended Into the depths of muddy
water and weeds , and then dexterously sub
merged the earnest devotees who came Into
the water , and aided them out upon the
dusty , weedy bank , where they stood drip
ping until the ceremony should be finished
The multitudes who had come to see , sat
In the wagons or stood near with stolid , ex
pressionless faces , except the young horse
back riders , who reigned their horses a short
distance away and cracked a few silly jokes
and laughed harshly.
What desire Is It that brings such crowds
together ? And what do they think ? There is
always a morbid curiosity concerning any
manifestations of the religious spirit , the
more marked the lower the degree of In
telligence , but it is not manifested con
cerning such scenes alone. Anything spec
tacular will draw A crowd , that will stand
for hours listening and looking. If It were
the young alone , eager to receive new Im
pressions , It were explainable , but the mid
dle aged and even the old are almost equally
eager. What want does It feed ?
Wo walked back again under the great
elms and walnuts , enjoying the shaded ,
flickering light , the spring of the earth
under our feet , and we almost envied these
squatters the beauties of nature , which were
theirs to enjoy. Although the railroad might
pass them. It was sad to think that their
parents had been almost the first to occupy
the land , and yet not a foot ot ground could
they call their own.
"We have had three good starts , " said
Lizzie , "but something always happened. "
And alas ! the happening was , never in their
favor.
The cruel feuds of the new country had
ended the career of her prosperous hus
band : the river had eaten up their farm at
St. Mary's. Something was always hap
pening.
Dut , after all , they had a warm house ;
the winds and storms could scarcely reach
them under the great trees and the over
hanging bluff : their firewood was ready at
hand : a garden was there for the working ;
they had no taxes to pay ; and they had nine
children ! Verily , I bellevo we found the
abodes ot the rich' H. S. M.
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