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About The North Platte semi-weekly tribune. (North Platte, Neb.) 1895-1922 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 17, 1912)
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is that you havo a pen that
will always respond immediately
wherever you want to write. Ibe
Spoon Feed regulates an even and ,
steady flow and prevents overflow.
Gold Pens to suit every hand.
The. fltory openi nt Monto Carlo with
'nl. Tnrnnnn fVltnurkn. il military irt'O
ance and nomothlng of 11 gambler. In Ills
lotcl. I.ounlnir on tho balcony lio hi-ch. u
beautiful Klrl wlio miudenly ontora tho
tlevator atiil pauses, from Bight. At the
trmnliiK tnlile O'ltourko notlcen two won
WairlllllK Him UMO IH IIIO nun. uemu
tllynn. wlillo his companion Is Viscount
pen Trobr- a duelim. The vlHcount tolls
film tho Krench government hnH illreetiMl
hlrn to O'ltourko as a man who would
lindortakn a mvrot (illusion. -At his apart
tnunt, O'ltourke, who had agreed to un
dertake tho nil8.iloii, nndH a mysterious
letter, Tho viscount arrlvos, hands a
una led package to O'Hourko, who Is not
to open It until on tho ocean. A pair of
dainty ullppern aro H'-en protruding from
Under a doorway curtain. The Irishman
jlnd.s the owner of tho mysterious feet to
bo his wife, Ueatrlx. from whom ho had
lun away a year previous. They aro
reconciled, and opening tho letter ho flnilti
that a llangoon law firm offers him
JOO.OOO pounds for a Jnwel known as tho
J'ool of Klamo and loft to him by a ly
InK friend, but now In lcacplng of one
named Chambrot In Algeria. O'ltourke
worsla tho nobleman In a duel. Tho wife
bids O'Hourko fnrowoll and he promises
to noon return with tho leward. Ho dis
covers both aiynn and the viscount on
board tho shin As ho finds Chambrot
hem Is an attack by bandits and his
rlend dies telling O'Hourko that J10 has
jft tho fool of Flaino with tho governor
'niiirnl. who nt sluht of a siiinat ring
rivon the r.olonel will deliver over tho
lowel. Arriving at Algorla tlm Irishman
lluds tho governor general away. Des
Trobcs makes a mysterious appointment,
mid tells O'Hourko that ho has gained
possession of the Jewel by stealing It. In
a duel O'Hourko masters tho vlsrount.
necures possession of tho Pool of Flame
land starts hv ship for Rangoon He lluds
Itho captain to bo a smuggler who tries to
kteal tho Jewel, It Is finally secured by
(tho captain and O'Hourko escapes to
Jand, Willi tho aid of 0110 Danny and
jhlu nwrotlmurt, O'Hourko recovers the
tPool of Klamn On bourd ship once more,
hound for Rangoon, a mysterious lady
"appears, O'Hourko comes upon a luscar
jitbout to attack tho lady, who Is 11 Mrs.
(Prynne, ami kirks tho man Into the hold.
Mrs. I'rynne clutms she Is en route for
Indiana on a mission for the king
O'Hourko Is attacked by tho Inscur. who
secures tho Pool of Flame, the captain
Jh shot and tho I linear Jumps Into tho sen.
H'ho ship arrives In port. Danny hands
O'ltourko tho Pool of Flaino which ho
lias stolon f 1 0111 Mrs, Prynno. It Is tho
real Jewel, tho nno lost at sea being a
(counterfoil. O'Hourko goes to Calcutta
hnd discovers Des Tieboa disguised. Ho
now known that Mrs. Prynno was an ne
compllco. Finally ha gots to tho lawyer
who lias offered tho reward, delivers the
jowol and gots tho money. Oolng to the
resldenco or tho lawyer on Invitation,
O'Hourko finds blm murdered and Des
Trubeu Is found dying.
CHAPTER XXXII. (Continued.)
With ouch devolopmont tho myBtory
kvrs RBBiimlug moro fnntuatlc propor
ItlortB, bocomtng stlU moro impene
trable and tiiiBolvahlo. Hut ho had no
leisure In which to pondor it now, it
peB TrohoB worq to bo restored. And
(O'ltourko worked over tho man ns
Itondorly na though they hud boon Hfo-
fong friends, with skillful Angora ca
lmnttng tho nature ana extent of his
wounds, with sound knowledge of
sough and roady surgery doing all
(that could t)e dona to bring him back
' At last Dob Trehos sighed foebly; a
npot o color, fobrllo, llcklo, evnnes
pent, dyod his cheeks; his breath rat
tled haruhly In his gullet; his cyolldr
twltchod and oponod wido. Ho glarod
ilankly nt tho faco ubovo.
"Dob Trehos!" criod O'Rourko. "Des
j His volco qulckonod tho intclllgcuco
of that moribund lirnln. A Hash of
recognition llghtod tho staring eyes.
Tho lips moved without sound.
"Ah, yoa tho Irish
man . . ."
Tho whlHpor was barely articulate
O'ltourko put to Mb lips -a cup of
brandy dllulod with a llttio water.
'"Drink," ho plonded, "and try to toll
ino what's hupponod to yo. Who gave
yo thoso woundB? Try to speak."
"llut ... no ... I shall
"But good Ood, mant yo'vo-becn
Tho white lips movod again; tho
adventurer bont his oar low to thorn.
"Wo .' . . havo both . . . lost
. . . hut you . . , your wlfo .
In a frenzy O'ltourko resumed his
nfforts to strengthen tlio dvlnc man
(with spiritH and wnter, hut Dos Tro-
bos, with a final effort, obstinately
phut his teeth, moving his hand Im
perceptibly from sido to sldo iu tokon
of his stubborn refusal.
1 Bo ho died, Implacablo. In death
tho chlBollod foaturos remained set
in a smllo sardonlo uud triumphant.
Dying, ho gave no comfort to bis
I For a little tlmo longer O'Hourko
Jmolt nt Dea Trehos' side, watching
and wondorlng. ICvontunlly ho sighed
heavily, shook 'his head, shrugged his
ehoulders and roso. And, rising, ho
perceived far tho first tlmo that he
was no longor alono with tho dead Iu
Knoollng In sllonco ny tho vlcomto's
eido be had till thon 'beon hlddou from
the Innor doorway to tho room by tho
drapory of the center tablo. And evi
dently It was this "circumstance which
had emboldened a man to slip in from
jthe main hall and approach Syphor'a
4ek at the hack of the room.
" , COPYRICHTI909 By OUIfrjJQSEPH 3-"" J " g
As O'ltourko nppcarod ho won con
scious first of something moving in
tho room a movement caught vaguely
from tho corner of his eyes. Then bo
heard n stilled cry of fright. He bad
already his revolver In his hand, so in
stant had been tho obcdlcnco of Ills
brain and body to tho admonition of
Ho swung about with the weapon
poi8t'd, crying: "Stop!" The other
man was apparently trying to escape
by the door to tho hall, hut was much
too far from it to escnpo tho threat
ened bullet. A Jet of Jlro spurted from
his hand. O'ltourko heard a crash
and clatter of broken window-glass bo
hind him. Without delay or conscious
nim he (lrcd and saw, still Indistinctly
through pungent wreaths of smoko,
tho llguro reel nnd collapse upon
Tho- man had hardly fallen cro
O'Hourko stood over him, with a foot
firm upon one arm, wlillo Ko bout nnd
wrenched a revolver from relaxing lin
gers. Then, stepping- "back, ho took
stock of tlio inurdorous-mindod in
truder, iind saw- tit his feet, writhing,
coughing and spitting, a Chlneso
coolie a typo of the lowest class, his
faco a set yellow mask, stolid, un
emotional, brutalized. Rvon then It
betrajed ilttlo feeling; only tho slant
set black eyes burned with unquench
nblo hatred as they glared up at the
conqueror. . . . ,0'Hourko's bullet
had penetrated tho man's chest; and
as ho squirmed and groaned through
his sharpened teeth of a rat, a crim
son Htiiln spread on tho bosom of his
coarse whlto bloupo.
Wholly confounded, O'ltourko shook
an amazed bond. A third element had
been added to tho mystery with no
effect othor than to render it more
opnque and denso than boforo.
Tho tefephono, Its raucous volco
now long since stilled, cuino Into his
mind, and ho was minded. to loavo tho
room nnd find It, to summon aid..,
Ileforo ho could move, however, a
footfall on tho vorandn startled him,
nnd his ears wore ringing with n com
mand couched In torso, curt English:
A man stood In one of tho windows,
bis llguro conspicuous against tho
night in cool whlto linen of a semi
military cut, his extended right hand
training a revolver on tho Irishman's
"Faith!" cried O'Hourko with gonu
Ino relief, "you'ro moro welcome than
n snowfall in Hndos. Good evening to
ye, and many of them."
""With all tho pleasure In tho world."
O'Hourko elevated his hands. "I've
two revolvers on mo person," ho vol
unteered nmlnbly; "boforo yo go any
further ye'll ho wanting to tnko 'em
awny from me, I'm not doubting."
"From what I soe, I qulto bollevo I
shall," agreed tho Englishman, with
out relaxing his unprejudiced attitude.
"At all ovonts, kocp your hands whero
they nro, for tho timo beiug. . , .
What tho dotico doos ihlB mean?"
"Tell mo yoursolf and I'll mnko yo
n hnndsomo present," roturncd tho
O'Hourko composedly, "l'vo beon nd
dllng mo wlt3 over It for tho last
thirty minutes, but delthor rhymo nor
reason can I read Into It. Hut, sco
now: would yo mind relieving mo of
tho nrsonal l'vo been telling yo about,
that 1 may rost mo arms without fear
of being punctutod?"
Tho othor laughed, shortly and en
tered tho room a cloan-llmbcd.
sturdy, well sotupboy of four or live-nnd-twenty,
or thereabouts. Ho pos
sessed, nBide from nn emphatic nnd
cnpnblo niannor. good looks enhanced
by n wido good-humored mouth.
"You plight help mo out a bit, you
know," said tho boy briskly. "You've
been so frco with your Information
that I don't doubt you will plnco mo
still further under obligation to you
by turning your bnck and depositing
your weapons on that tablo. Of course,
I needn't boro you by romarks upon
tho folly of fnlso moves."
" 'Twould bo qulto superfluous," ro
pllod O'Rourko, obeying with a fair
and easy grnco. "There now. What
else may bo your pleasure?"
"Movo back threo pace3 and stand
"HlehtO, mo lord."
O'Hourko executed tho prescribed
evolution nnd, nt rest, heard footsteps
behind him; n thought later ho telt
tho Englishman's hnnds rapidly going
through his pockets. Thon, with a
"vety good," tho latter Btepped be
tween tho tablo and O'Hourko nnd
"You'vo apparently told tho truth
thUB far," ho Bald. "Now wbnt'dyou
know about this?" Ho waved a hand
round tho room. "Do caroful what
you aay, I may as well Inform you
I'm Couch, lieutenant sub-chief of
police for this district."
"Saint Patrick would be no moro
wolcomo," doclnrod O'Hourko. "I was
on tho point of trying to get yo by
telcphono when ye savod mo tho trou
ble. How tho dlvvlo did yo happen
to drop in so opportunely?"
"I was coming up-stream In tho po
lice launch, on tho night tour of in
spection, and stopped at tho landing
Just bolow this tho grounds hero run
down to tho rlvor, you know to tele
phone bnck to headquarters on busi
ness. Tho exchange operator suggest
ed I look in hero nnd see if everything
was all right said ho'd been unablo
to get any respouso slnco nightfall. .
. . Now?"
Carefully and conclsoly O'Rourko
wove tho ovents of tho day Into a
straight narrative, starting with tho
dolivery to Sypher of tho Pool of
Flame, touching briefly upon Des Tre
bes' part so far as ho understood It
and concluding with tho death of
tho coolie. Tho sub-chief of pollco
oyod him throughout with gravely
concentrated Interest, nodding his
"I sco." ho said slowlv. "You make
It clear enough. Moreover, you'vo
convinced mo. I didn't really bollovo
from tho first you'd had any hand in
this ghastly mess, but I couldn't take
chances, of course. You'ro at liberty
to tako up theso pistols ns soon as you
please; In fact, I advise you to do
so immediately. From what's taken
place already, you may havo need of
'em within tho next ten seconds. . .
. Now for UiIb coolie. If he's ablo to
speak, I'll got some information out of
" 'Tls too far gono ho is, I'm fear
ing." "We'll soon find out." The English
man bent over tho man, who was now
very quiet, but, by tho constant flick
er of his cunning eyes, still conscious.
A hasty examination told the Investi
gator all ho needed to know about tho
nnturo of tho wound. "He'll not last
long," said Lieutenant Couch, nnd be
gan to converse with tho local ver
nncular of Pidgin-English, about ono
word In ten of which was lntelllglbio
A Man Stood In
to O'Rourko. As ho contlnuod to speak
tho coollo'a scowl darkened and ho in
terrupted with a negative motion of
his head. Tho sub-chief repented his
romnrkB with emphasis. For reply ho
got a monosyllable that Bounded, as
much as anything olse. like an oath.
Couch looked up. "Ho says ho wants
wator, and I oviBpoct ho won't speak
until ho gots it. Can you?"
O'Rourko fetched tho hair-empty
carnfo and Couch put it to tho coollo'a
lips, pormltttng him to drink as much
as ho liked. Rut as Boon as tho bottle
was removed the fellow shut his
mouth like a trap and refused a word
In answer to tho nontenant's demands
"Stiibtiorn brute." growled Couch.
"Most of these animals hero belong to
some devllsh tong or other, and they'd
rather die than say anything touching
on tho business of tho society or af
fecting the Interests of a brotber
membor. Hut I think I know a way to
bring him to renson. Hand mo that
Wondering, O'Rourko tendered him
tho weapon that had brought death to
Syphon The lieutenant wiped it cal
lously on a corner of tlio coollo's
blouse and held tho keen shining
blade boforo his oyes, accompanying
tho action with a fow emphatic
phrases. A curious expression, com
pounded of sullen fury and abject pan
ic fright, showed In tho Chinaman's
eyes, nnd his lips wero ns if by magic
unsealed. However reluctant, he be
gan to chatter and spoke at length,
delivering himself of a long state
ment which Couch punctured now and
again with pertinent, leading ques
tions. At length, throwing aside the knife,
ho jumped up, strong excitement burn
ing in his eyes. "l'vo got onough from
him," he said rapidly. "I'll explain
later. You'll help of course; your
wife's Involved ns well ns Miss Pyn
sont. llut I don't think you need fear;
we'll bo In tlmo. Aro you ready? .
. . Halt a minute; l'vo got to use
Ho ran out into the hall, rang up
and shouted n number Into tho re
ceiver, and for a few moments spoko
rapidly In a Burmese dialect.
O'Rourko gathered that ho was speak
ing with a native subordinate at the
pollco headquarters in Rangoon.
Couch swung back Into tho study.
"Got thoso revolvers, sir? Then come
along; we'll have to run for It. For
tunately our launch Is handy; other
wise . . ."
Ho sprang across tho voranda and
down to tho lawn, O'Rourko pelting
A night of velvet blackness, softly
opaque, lay upon land and water. The
pollco launch, shuddering with the vl-
One of tho Windows.
brattons of a motor running at high
tonBlon, aped down tho. silent roaches
of Rangoon Rlvor like a hunted ghost.
Sho ran without llghta, theso hnvlng
boon extinguished by Couch'o direc
tions, regardless of harbor regulations
or danger. Happily tho hour was late
onough to relievo them of much fear
of trouble with other craft; tho upper
reachos of tho river wore practically
In tho bow Couch was handling the
whoor with tho nonchalanco of ono
from whom tlio river had no secrets
by night or day. To O'Rourko it seemed
no light task to pilot so slight a craft
at such high speed through that
Stygian darkness; yet the sub-chief
was accomplishing the feat without a
dlscemablo trace of fear or tremor
O'Rourke sat beside him. In the
stern a pollco orderly acted aa me
chanic, attending to tho motor. These
three, no more, mado up tho rescuo
Though devoured by lmpatlonco and
anxiety, O'Rourko forbore to question
Couch, hesitating to divert his atten
tion frorrr his task and knowing that
as soon as ho could tho young lieu
tenant would speak. From the time
when tho coolie had yielded, there
had been not a second's rest for eith
er; neither hnd had time to confer
save on questions of tho most Imme
diate moment; and, control of these
Couch had voluntarily and nnturally
assumed, deciding, acting and direct
ing in tho same thought, apparently.
"Your wlfo, with Miss Pynsent,"
said Couch abruptly, without looking
round "at least I presume It's Mrs.
O'Rourke, from what you say have
beon kidnaped by a gang of highbind
ers and aro now aboard a Junk in tho
lower river, which will sail for God-knows-whero
nt tho turn of tho tide.
That's the only thing that saves 'em.
We'll bo on 'em before they're ablo to
force a way dgwn tho river."
O'Rourke groaned, holding his head
with both hands. "My wife . . .!"
he said brokenly.
T know," Couch Interrupted grim
ly; "I know how you feel. Miss Pyn
sent Is there, too, you see."
"Oh," said O'Rourke, "I didn't un
derstand that. . . . I'm sorry." Ho
dropped a hand on tho youngennan's
shoulder and let It rest there briefly.
"Please God," ho said reverently,
"there'll bo many another polluted
yellow soul yammering at the gates
of hell this night!"
"Amen!" sold Couch. . . .We
sha'n't be long now."
Silently O'Rourko removed his coat
and waist-coat, his collar and lawn
tie, and turned back his cuffs. "Even
ing clothes are hardly tho thing to
fight In," he said; "but I'm thinking
'twon't make a deal of difference to
me. Got any cartridges for a "Webley
"Wheeler has. Give Colonel
O'Rourko a few, Wheeler," said Couch,
addressing the orderly.
Tho lntter rummaged In a locker
and pressed into O'Rourko's hand half
a dozen cartridges, with which the
adventurer proceeded to .replenish the
empty chamber In his revolver.
"I'd only discharged ono," ho ob
sorved, "but 'tis likely wo'll need that,
oven, with only tho threo of us
against a Junk-load."
"Oh, I telephoned for reinforce
ments, of course," returned Coucnv
"They ought to bo thero ahead of
"What did the coollo tell ye, If ye've
time to talk?"
Couch laughed. "I daresay you're
wondering how I mado him speak at
"That's the true word for yo."
"I threatened to cut off his silly pig
tail and send him naked and dishonor
ed to tho ghostly halls of his ances
tors. It's wonderful how much those
callous -brutes dote on that decora
tion. I told him further, that If he
lied, when I found It out I'd. return
nnd shave him bald as an egg, even If
ho wero dead by that time. So I per
suaded tho truth from him, tho whole
story from his sldo of It."
"I'm listening. . . ."
(TO nn CONTINUED.)
Mr. J. B. Duke's .Ploughing.
In spite of the distractions of tbo
Tobacco company's reorganization, Mr.
James B, Duko bestows much atten
tion upon tho work of developing and
beautifying his throo thousand aero es
tate, Duke's Park, near Somervlllo, N.
J. Not infrequently on his tours or
Inspection he personally directs tho
laborers. Ono day ho took tho plough
from tho bands of a slow, awkward
"Horo, lot mo show you how to
plough n rurrow. I've not forgotten
bow 1 did that when I was a boy In
Another day ho took tho place of
tho boss or a gang or workmen and
before bo got through be dismissed
tive for Inefficiency.
Ladles Object to Profanity.
Tho woman golfers or New York
havo mado objections to swearing on
tho links and havo discussed tho mat
ter In their clubs. Tho men wbo play
over tho links aro all supposed to be
gontlemen, but sometimes they are
not caroful or their language, and
ladies have been made very Indignant
by some speeches. It has been sug
gested that notices be placed In tho
clubhouses, but the fact that the
ladles havo discussed the subject
will, no doubt, b9 all that is necessary.
"The Pen ThatBie Men Use"
Cletnitt and betatlflea tha halt
Itatnotes ft laxuiUnl rrowlh.
Never Vails to Iteatore Orj1
Aiair 10 lis xouinjui ueujr.
Prorenta balr fill I Inc.
Cfto. nnl l 00 at nrngglnta.
IK IT'S YOUR EYES
PETTIT3 EYE SALVE la what you need
ELECTRIC LIGHT IN DENMARK
Every Town In That Country of Over
5,000 Population Has Public
According to recent Information
about tho progress, of electric light
and power industries in Denmark, it
appears that all tho towns of 5,000
Inhabitants and over aro now provid
ed with public electric service, says
the Scientific American. As to towns
having between 5,000 and 3,000 inhab
itants, thero are only three In which
electric mnins aro not installed, so
that it will bo seen that Denmark la
one of the most progressive countries
In this respect. The largest sized
electric stations aro to be found at
Copenhagen and at present there are
three large plants in operation giving
a total of 27,000 horse power. Cur
rent is supplied for the city mains,
as well as for tho tramway lines. As
regards the Danish stations in small
towns,"in general each town has Us
own plant, and there is but one ex
ample of an Intercommunal system.
This Is at Skovshoved, near Copenha
gen, and the central station extends
its power lines over all the suburban
regions, also supplying the tramways
of Hellerup and Klampenburg. In
most of the town electric stations the
Diesel heavy oil engine Is used.
The Love in Fiction and Life,
A periodical devoted to the drama
pleads for plays based on some emo
tion other than love. The difficulty in
producing such plays Is -that every
play muBt havo a hero, and in mak
ing a horo, the playwright, as well as
his audience, almost inevitably adopts
the view expressed 2,000 years ago by
a scribbler of tho dead walla of Pom
poli: "Ho who has nover loved a
woman la not a gentleman."
"Why do you always ask that regu
lar custqmer if tho razor hurts him?"
asked ono barber.
"Just as a gentlo reminder," replied
tho other, "that If ho forgot tho tip it's
llablo to hurt him next time."
"This free pulling of teeth has some
features in common with big aocial
" "What aro-they?"
"Charity bawls." ',
Some people boast In order to keep
others from doing bo.
Nothing keeps a man so busy aa tho
attempt to Idle away his timo.
A FOOD CONVERT
Good Food the True Road to Health.
The pernicious habit some persons
still havo of relying on nauseous drugs
to relievo Btomach trouble keeps up
tho patent medicine business and helps
keep up tho army of dyspeptics.
IndlgeBtiou dyspepsia is caused
by what ia put Into tho stomach In tho
way of Improper food, the kind that
bo taxes tho strength of tho digestive
organs they aro actually crippled.
When thlB state is reached, to resort
to tonics Is llko whipping a tlrod
horse with a big load. Evory addi
tional effort he makes under tho lash
dlmlnlBhes hla powor to movo tho
Try helping the stomach by leaving
off heavy, greasy, Indigcstiblo food
and take on Grape-Nuts light, easily
digested, full of strength for nerves
nnd brain, in every grain of it. There's
no wasto of time nor energy when
Grape-Nuts la the food.
"I am an enthusiastic user of Grnpe
Nuts and consider It an Ideal food."
writes n Maine man:
"I hnd nervous dyspepsia and was
All ru"n down and my food Beemed to
do mo hut llttio good. Prom rending
nn advertisement I tried Grape-Nuta
food, and, after a few weeka' steady
use of It, felt greatly improved.
"Am much stronger, -not nervous
now, and can do moro work without
feeling so tired, and am better every
"I relish Grapc-Nuta-best with cream
and use four heaping teaspoorifula aa
the cereal part of a meal. I am Bure
there are thousands of persona with
Btomach trouble who would bo bene
fited by using Grape-Nuts." Name giv
en by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich.
Read tho little book, "The Road to
Wellvllle," in pkga. "There's a rea
son." Ever rend the aboveTetterr A new
one appears rrotu time to time. Tber
(ire orrnutae, true, Red tall of faunua
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