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THE SEMI.WEEKLY TRIBUNE. NORTH PLATTE. NEBRASKA. m mi mm MAPTF VAN VORSX JLLU5TMTIOK$"RArmLTER5 cofirwctr er the aoBByrtnvtiu. company SYNOPSIS. 14 hf Comtf) ilo Sabron, cuptnln of French cavalry, takes to Ills ciimrtrrn to rnlno liy linnd it motlicTlesB Irish trrrler pu. find nattiiK It I'ltclioiinc. Ho ilitu-x with tlie MnrqulHc d'KHfllKnnc nml nu'els MIhh Ju lia Itrdiiiond, American helrosH. Ilo Is or dered to AlBlcrs but In not allowed to take BervimtB or docs. Minn Ilrriiimnu tnltCH aire of Pllclioune, who, IoukIiik tr his muster, runs mviiy from her. Tim niarqulHn plans to tuarry Julia to the Due do Trcmont. I'ltchoimo follows Sitbron to AlRlerH, 1ok and master meet, and Haliron RetH permission to keep his 1ok with him. The buc do Trcmont tlnds the American heiress capricious. Sahrcn. wounded In mi ctiKaKement. falls Into tno dry bed of a river and Is watched over by IMtebouni', Aftnr a horrible night and day I'ltchntiiiu leaves him, Trcmont tukes Julia and the niarUlHf to Allien) In his yncht but has doubts about Julia's lied Cross mission. After loni; neareh Julia koIh trnee of Sa bron's whereabouts. Julia for the mo ment turns matchmukcr In behalf of Tre inont 1 (unmet Abou tells the Mur qulB whero ho thinks Sabron may be found. Trcmont !ecldes to go with llnm mc.t Abou to And Hahron CHAPTER XXI Continued. "Fntou Annl Is nearly one hundred years old. Sho haa borne twenty chil dren, she 1ms had fifty grandchildren; alio has. seen mnny wives, many hrldea and many mothers. She doea not bo Hovo tho sick man has the Evil Eye. She la not afraid of your fifty nrmod men. Fatou Annl Is not afraid. Al lah la great. She will not Ivc up the Frenchman because of fear, nor will alio glvo him up to any man. Sho gives him to tho women of his people." , With dignity and majesty and with great beauty of carriage, tin eld worn nn turned nnd walked toward her hut and the Bedoulnb followed her. It was rare for tho caravan to pass by Benl Medlnot. Tho old wonian'a euperstltlon foresaw danger In this vlalt. Her veil before her face, her gnarled old lingers held the fan with which she had been funning Sabron. She went out to tho strangers. Down by the well -a group of girls in gar monts of blue nnd yellow, with earthen bottles on their heads, stood staring at Benl Mudlnct's unusual visitors. "Peace bo with you, Fatou Annl," uald tho oMor of tho Bedoulnn. "Aro you a cousin or a brolher that you know my name?" ufked the an cient woman. "Everyone knowB the name of tho oldest woman In the Sahttra," said Hammct Abou, "and the victorious aro always brothers." "What do you want with mo?" sho asked, thinking of tho helplessness of the village. Hammot Abou pointed to the hut. "You havo a white captlvo in thcrs. Is honllvo?" "What is that to you, son of a dog?" "Tho mothor'of many sons Is wise," said Ilammet Abou portoutously, "but oho docs not know that this man car ries tho Evil Eye. Mb dog carries tho Evil Eyo for his enemies. Your pooplo have gono to battle. Unless this man is cast out from your village, ,your young men, your grandsons and your Hons will bo destroyed." Tho old woman regarded him calmly. "I do not fear It," she said tran quilly, "wo have had corn and oil .n plenty. Ho Is sacred." For tho first time sho looked nt his companion, tall and slendor and ovl dontly younger. "You favor tho wward Franks," nho eald In n high vol':. "You havo cono to fall upon ub In our desolation." Sho was about to raise tho peculiar wall which would bavo summoned to her all tho women of tho village. Tho dogs of tho placo had already begun to Bhow their noses, nnd tho villagers woro drawing near tho people under tho palmB. Now tho young man began to Bpeak swiftly In n language that sho did not understand, addressing hla comrade Tho language was so curloua lhat tho woman, with tho cry nrrested on hor Hps, Btnrcd ut him. Pointing to his companion, Hammot Abou said: "Fatou Annl, thlu great lord kisses your hand. Ho says that ho wlshotf he could speak your beautiful Inn Kuage. Ho does not como from tho enemy; ho does not como from the French. Ho comes from two womon of his peoplo by whom tho captlvo la beloved. Ho pays that you aro tho mother of sons and grandsons, and that you will deliver this man up Intc our hands In peace. I Tho narrow fetid streets woro bir ginning to fill with the figures of women, their beautifully colore! robes fluttering In the light, and thoro wero curious eager children who came running, naked save for tho banglfB upon their arms nnd ankles. Pointing to them, Hamtuet Abrm fiuld to tho old Baga: i "See, you aro only women bore, Fatou Annl. Your men aro twenty miles farther south. Wo havo a corn van of fifty men all armed, Fntou Annl. They camp Just thoro, at tho edge of tho oasis. They aro waiting. Wo como in peace, old woman; he como to take nwny tho Evil Eye fi'un your door; but If you anger us flhd ravo against us, tho dogB and wonvcu of your town will fall upon you ond destroy ovory breast nmong you." Sho began to beat hor palms to gether, murmuring1 "Allah! Allah!" "Hush," Bald tho lletlouln fiercely, "lake un to tho captlvo, Fatou Anul." Fatou Annl did not stir. Sim pulled nsldo tho voll from hor with ered faco, bo that her great ejea looked out at tho two men. Sho saw hor predicament, but Bho was a subtlo Oriental. Victory had boon In hor cump and In her village; hor sons and grandsons hud nover been vanquished. Perhaps tho dying man In tho hut would bring ho Evil Eyo! He was dying, nnywny ho would not lSvo twenty-four hours. Sho know thin, for hor nlnoty years of life had seen mauy oyos closo on tho oasis under tho hard hluo Bkloa. To tho taller of tho two Bedouins ho Bald In Arabic: CHAPTER XXII. i Into the Desert. A week nfter tho caravan of tho Due do Trcmont lef Algiers, Julia Red mond came unexpectedly to tho villa of Madamo do la Malno nt an early morning hour. Mndamo do la Malno saw her standing on the threshold of her bedroom doo.-. "Chero Mndamo," Julia said, "I am leaving today with a dragomnn nnd twenty servants to go Into tho desert." Mndamo do la Maine was still In bod. At n'no o'clock alio read her pa pora and her correspondence. "Into the desert alone!" Julia, with her cravache in her gloved hands, smiled sweotly though she wub very pale. "I had not thought of going alone, Madame," Bho replied with charming assurance, "I know you would go with mo." On n chair by hor bed was a wrap per of blue silk and lace. Tho com tespo sprnng up and then thrust hor feet Into her slippers nnd stared at Julia. "What aro you going to do In tho desert?" "Watch!" "Yes, yes!" nodded Madamo do la Malno. "And your aunt?" "Dcop In a bazaar for the hospital," smiled Miss Redmond. Madamo do la Malno regarded her Blender friend with admiration and envy. "Why hadn't I thought of It?" Sho rang for hor maid. "HecaiiBO your great-grandfather was not n pioneer!" MIbb Redmond answered. Tho sun which, all day long, hold tho desert In Its burning cmbraco, went westward In his own brilliant caravan. "Tho desert blossoms like a rose, Thoreso." "Llko a roso?" qucBtloned Madamo do la Maine. Sho was sitting in tho door of her tent; hor white dress and ' er white Julia's Eyes Were Fixed Upon Limitless Sands. the hat gleamed llko a touch of snow upon tho desert's face. Julia Red mond, on a rug at her feet, and in her khaki rldlng-hnblt tho color of tho sand, blondud with tho desert as though part of It. Shu sat up as slid spoke. -now divine! See!" Sho pointed to tho stretches of tho Sahara before her. On ovory side they spread away as far as tho eyo could reach, buovo mollow, black, undulating finally to small hlllocka with corrugated sides. as a group of llttlo Muulhlllb roso soft ly out of the senllfce plain. "Look. morose ! biowiy, from ochvr and gold tho color changed; a faint wavellko blush crept over tho sands, which roddoned pnieu, lauou, warmed again, took dopth and grow Intense llko llamo "Tho heart of n rose! N'ost-co pus( ThorcBO? "I understand now what you moan," said madamo. Thj comtesso was not a dreamer. Parisian to tho tips of hor flngors, elegant, lino, Bho had lived n conventional life. Theresa had been taught to conceal hor emotions. Sho had boon taught that our fooling matter very llttlo to any ono but our selves. She ad been taught to go lightly, to nvold Berious hlngs. Her grcnt-grandmothcr Imd gone lightly to tho BcafTold, exquisitely courteous till tho Inst. "I ask your pardon if I Joallcd you In tho tumbrel," the old cotntense had said to her companion on tho way to tho guillotine. "The springs of tho cart are poor" and she went up smiling. In the companionship of the Ameri can girl, Thoreso do la Maine had thrown off restraint. If tho Mnrqulso d'EscIlgnac had felt Julia's Influence. Thoreso do la Malno, being near her own age, echoed Julia's very feeling. Except for their dragoman nnd tholr servants, tho two womon were alone In the desert. Smiling nt Julia, Madamo do la Malno Bald: "1 haven't been bo far from tho Rue de la Pulx In my life." "How can you speak of tho Rue do la Paix, ThcroBc?" "Only to allow you how completely 1 havo left It behind." Julla'a eyes wero fixed upon tho lim itless sands, a Ben where a faint line lost Itsolf in the red west and tho hori zcfi shut from her sight everything that alio believed to be her life. "This is tho seventh day, Thcrese!" "Already you aro as brown as an Arab, Julia!" "You as well, ma chore nmic!" "Robert does not like dark women," snfd the Comtesso do la Maine, and rubbed bor cheek. "I must wear two voils." "Look, Thcrese!" Across tho face of the desert tho glow began to withdraw Its curtain. Tho sands suffused an Ineffnblo hue, a shell-like pink tookaiosBcsslon, and the desert melted and then grow colder It waned before their eyes, withered like a tea-rose. Llko a rose!" Julia murmured, 'amoll Its perfume!" Sho lifted hor head, drinking In with delight tho fragrance of tho sanda, "Ma chero Julln," gently protcated tho comtease, lifting her head,, "per fume, Julia!" But sho breathed with her friend, whllo a sweetly subtle, in toxicating odor, us of millions and mil lions of roses, gathered, warmed, kept, then scattered on tho airs of hcavon, Intoxicating her. To tho loft wore the huddled tents of their attendants. No sooner had the sun gone down than tho Arabs com menced to sing a song that Julia had especially liked: Love Is llko a sweet perfume, It comes. It escapes. When It's present, It Intoxicates; When It's a memory. It brings tears. Love Is llko a sweet breath, It comes and It escapes. The weird music filled the silence ot tho silent place. It had tho evanescent quality of the wind that brought the breath of tho sand-flowers. The voices of the Arabs, not unmusical, though hoarso and appealing, cried out thoir love-song, and then the music turned to Invocation nnd to prayer. Tho two women listened Bilently aa tho night fell, their figures sharply outlined in tho beautiful clarity of the eastern night. Julia 8tood upright. In her severe riding dress, sho was as slender as a boy. Sho remained looking toward tho horizon, immovable, patient, a silent watcher over tho uncommunlcatlvo waste. "Perhaps," sho thought, "there is nothing really beyond that line, so fast blotting Itsolf Into night and yet I seem to see them como!" Madame de la Maine, In tho door of hor tent, Immovable, hor hands clasped around her knees, look affec tionately nt tho young girl beforo her, Julia was a delight to her. Sho was carried away by hor, by her frank Biro pllclty, nnd drawn to her warm and generous heart. Madamo do la Maine had her own story. She wondered whether over, for nny period of her conventional life, she could havo thrown everything nsido and stood out with tho man sho loved. Julia, standing before hor, a dark slim figure In the night isolated and alone recalled tho figurehead of ship, Its faco toward hoaven, pioneer lng the open seas. Julia wutehod, Indeed, On tho desort there la the brilliant day, a paBBlonnto glow, and tho nightfall. They passed tho nights somotlmes listening for a cry that ahould hail an approaching caravan, sometimes hearing tho wild cry of tho hyonns, or of a passing vul turo on his horrid flight. Otherwlso, until tho camp stirred with tho dawn and the curly prayer-call Bounded "Al lah! Allah! Akbar!" Into tho still ncBH, they were wrapped In completo silence. (TO m: CONTINUED.) utr msm G035IP epers Heavy Burden on District of Columbia WASHINGTON. More than n year after John Early, tho leper, put In an appearance In Waahlngton, and was taken In charge by tho District health officials, ho Is still a "guest" of the municipality ut tho little lepci cottago on the grounds of tho Govern mnnt Hnmiltnl for the Insntip hevnnH g3ffffii-E$teL tne eastern branch. With Early al uiu uuiunuon cottage is until ii. ura' bio, another leper, who was taken In custody on tho streets of Wnshlngtor December 10. Early arrived In WubIi lngton nnd notified tho health officiate of his presence early In Juno last year Since Early's arrival, and since tho coming of Grable, tho District au thorltles have mado repeated efforts hrough letters to the secretary of the treasury to havo tho Federal public health scrvlco take cliargo of the two lepers, but these efforts havo beet without success. Tho necessity for taking care of the two men has drained the funds set apart for the contagious disease work of the District. The cost is between $6 and $10 a day. The health department has found It necessary to cal! several tlmeB on the commissioners for omergency appropriations, Tho lcperB, It Is stated, are under treatment by the District health authorities according to tho latest Inoculatory methods, but so far have shown no Improvement. On the contrary, It Is understood, tho disease It showing progressive development in both cases. Both of the unfortunutes camo to Washington with tho hope of remaining hero, It Is Bald, and seem contented with tholr lot. wry THOUGHT SHE . COULD NOT LIVE Restored to Health by Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound. Unlonville, Mo. "I suffered from a f emalo trouble and I got so weak that I I could hardly walk across the floor with out holding on to something. I had nervous spells and my fingers would cramp and my f aca would draw, and I could not speak, nor sleep to do any good, had no appcUto.and everyone thought I would not live. "Ugh!"- Says Indian Chief, Signing Away Millions A FTER A-She-Gnh-Hro, prlncipnl chief of tho Osages, attached his thumb to n document at tho Interior department assenting to the disposition ol oil and gas leases in the Osago reservation covering 080,000 acres and valued at many millions of dollars, ho remarked: Ugh, guess that will do." Andrew Big Horso also signed, for ho could write. When E-Gron-Kah-Shln-Kah waa asked to assent as a member of tho Osage tribal council lie pressed his thumb mark upon the paper. Peter Blghcart was able to write. Other signers for the tribal council of six nnd the officers all wrote thoir names, and Secretary of tho Interior Franklin K. Lane and Indian Commissioner Sells witnessed tho BlgnatureE and tho thumb marks. Then everybody went up to the White House to Bee the "Great White Father" and tell him what they had done. It was some thing of an event In annals of the Indian office. For once the government officers and tho Indians had been able to agree on the disposition of Indian property. Tho action provides for tho leases on tho 080,000 acres of oil and gas lands in tho Osage reservation in Oklahoma which aro known as the Foatei leases and are held by tho Indian Territory Illuminating Oil company and Ite aubleases, and which will expire March 16 next. The controversy has ex tended over months. Tho oil company sought a renewal ot tho existing leases, but the action taken cuts them out and eliminates the middleman generally. A feature of the agreement Is tho provision that the United States government shall bo given an option on tho wells at prevailing prices when now leases aro made. None of the present sublessees will be permitted tc retain moro than 4,800 acres. Oil and gas rights will be leased separately. The royalty rate Is Increased from one-eighth to one-sixth on well producing less than 100 barrela and one-fifth on wells producing over that amount. The rate on.gaa wells Is changed from $100 each per year to one-sixth royalty Some one advised mo to take Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound. I had taken bo much mediclno and my doctor said ho could do me no good so I told my husband he might get me a bottle and I would try it By tho time I had taken it I felt better. I continued its use, and now I am well and strong. "I have always recommended your medicine ever since I was so wonder fully benefitted by it and I hope thia letter will bo tho means of saving soma other poor woman from Buffering." Mrs. Martha Seavey, Box 1144, Unionvillc, Missouri. Tho makers of Lydia E. Pinkham'a Vegetable Compound havo thousands of such letters as that abovo they tell the truth, else they could not have been obtained for love or money. Thia med icine is no stranger it has stood ths test for years. If thoro 'nro nnv complications ron do not understand Trrito to Lydia E. rinkhnm Mcdicino Co. (confidential) jLynn,.iiass. l our letter vriu lie opened, read and answered by a woman ana held In strict confidence. Undo Sam has ono bank to every 9,700 people. Drink Denlson's Coffee, For your health's sake. Tho man who buys nn automobile on tho installment plan evidently be lieves in paying as ho goes. Smile, imile. beautiful clear whit clothes, lted Cross Ball Blue, American made, therefore best. All crocera. Adr. Cold Feet. "Aro you cool in tlmo of dangcr7" "Perfectly, but at tho wrong end." Houston Post. Explained. Patience Why do they call a boat 'ahe." do you suppose? Patrice Because it has such good lines, probably. Revised. "Is that futurist music you're play Ipg?" Inquired hubby as his wife pumped the pianola. "No, dear; It's 'Home, Sweet Home, r ii oi" V ' r f n "ino, aear; ub name, oweei nuiuu, Ty Cobb Stirs Fans in Deparment of Commerce but i think Bobby has been mg 1 U"V Y" COBB, the popular player of tho Detroit baseball team, nearly 1 wrecked the government machinery in tho department of commerce when ho called to pay a visit to his friond, Robert Clancy, private secretary to Assistant Secretary Sweet of the department, also from Detroit. Cobb and Clancy, In between times, run the Woodrow Wilson factions out in De trolt. Clancy Is president of the Woodrow Wilson Club of Detroit and "Ty" Cobb Is his ffrst lieutenant, hold ing down tho chair of 'ice-president vvnen Cobb came in to seo uiancy ono of the messengers opened his eyes wide at being ablo to get so close to tho baseball player, and, like a twentieth century Paul Revere, he went through tho halls tolling of Cobb's presence. From then on there was a constant stream of visitors into Clancy's office. Thoy kept coming and congregating in tho room. Clancy tried to open a door and let them como in ono way, shako hands with tho visitor and pass out. But that did not work at all. Thoso basoball "fans" weren't going to be dictated to. Thoy just hung around, and each had a baseball story to tell Cobb. Cobb then went through tho building, guided and protected by Robert Clancy, and Impromptu receptions were hold on every floor. Business did not settle down after thoso receptions, for the employees went to tho win dow to watch "Ty" leave the building. They wero hanging out every window when the player stopped into a waiting taxlcab with Clancy. "Wave to them, Ty," said Clancy. "Ty" waved. Then a great cheer went up aa tho taxlcab disappeared down tho avenue No Time. "Isn't It Btrango that Mrs. Robin ion nover attends tho Mothers' club meetings. We've Invited her time and again." "I'm afraid she's a hopeloss old fogy. Sho insists on staying home to take caro of her children." A Greater Surprise. "Whero aro you goln', ma?" asked tho youngest of five chlldron. "I'm going to a surprise party, my dear," answered the mother. "Aro wo all goln', too?" "No, dear; you woron't invited." After a few moments' deop thought: "Say, ma, then don't you think. they'd bo lots moro surprised If you did take us all?" Meaning of Yankee Tlurc nro several conflicting tho orles regarding the origin of the word Yankee. Tho most probablo is that it came from a corrupt pronun ciation by tho Indluns of tho word English, or Its French from Anglais. Tho term Yankeo was orlglnnlly np. piled only to the notlves of the Now England states but foreigners hnve extended it to all tho natives of tho United States and during tho Amorl can Civil war the southerners used It aB a term of roproach for all the In habitants of tho North. Porto Rico Sugar Industry. Tho Important part played by the sugar Industry In tho matcrlnl welfare of Porto Rico Is Bhown by tho figures of oxports. Out of a totul valuation ot oxportB amounting to $43,000,000 dur ing tho fiscal yonr ending Juno 30, 1914, BUgar alono constituted over $20,- 000,000. This was tho lowost sum real- Izcd for sugar exports In fivo years Under normal conditions sugar con stltutes two-thlrdB tho total valuo of all exports. How Uncle Sam Measures the Size of Raindrops V HE United States weather man recently has undertaken some very inter- 1 eating experiments In relation to raindrops. Ho has made "movie'' pictures of them falling, and through tho adoption of an Ingenious device has succeeded In measuring them- tho result being tho discovery that raindrops vary in diameter all the way from one-flftleth of an Inch to one-third of nn inch. Anybody can measure tho size of rnindrops for himself, when onco tho simple method la explained. All thnt Is necessary is to take a small tin pan and Bpread smoothly in It somo woll sifted flour to a depth of an Inch. Expose It then to a shower for throo or four seconds lohc onouch. that 1b to say, to allow a few drops to fall upon tho flour. As a result, a number of llttlo holes will he mndo In tho flour, and at tho bottom of each nolo will bo found n pollet of dough Tho dough pellets must not bo disturbed until they havo had time to becomo dry nnd hard. Then thoy may bo taken out, and will represent witn u fnlr degree of cxactneBa the sizes of tho drops by which thoy woro mado. This may bo provod by allowing artificial raindrops (suspended from the end of a broom-straw or glass plpotto, and carefully measured) to fall into a pan of flour from a holght of two or throo feet. When tho resulting pellets aro oxamlned they will bo found to correspond closely In slzo to tho drops. Many thousnndn of such dough pelletB representing raindrops have been photographed or labolcd and put on fllo for roferenco at tho weather bureau In Washington. Thoy afford data from which various kinds of rainfalls may bo studied. For. oddly enough, sizes of drops seem to have a rocognizauio rolatlon to different kinds of storms, or to different parts of the same etona. BUILT A MONUMENT The Best Sort In tho World. "A monument built by and from Postum," is tho way an Illinois man describes himself. Ho sayi: "For years I was a coffee drinker until at last I became a terrible nut forer from dyspepsia, constipation, headaches and indigestion. "Tho dlfforent kinds ot medicine I tried did not cure mo, and finally some one told mo to leave off coffee and take up Postum. I was fortunate in having tho Postum made fltrictly ac cording to directions on tne pic?., to that from tho Btart I liked it "Gradually my condition changed. Tho old troubles disappeared and I began to feel well again. My appetite becamo good and I could digest food. Now I am restored to strength and health, can sloop sound all night and awako with a fresh and restod body. "I am really a monument built by Postum, for I was a physical wreck, distressed in body and mind, and am now a strong, healthy man. I know exactly what mado tho change; It was leaving off coffeo nnd using Postum." Namo given by Postum Co., Eattll Creek, Mich. Read "Tho Road to Well- vllle," in pkgs. Postum comes in two formB: Postum Cereal tho original form i must bo well boiled. 15c and 25a pack ages. Instant Postum a solublo powder dissolves quickly in a cup of hot wa tor, and with cream nnd sugar, makes a delicious beverage Instantly. 30c and 60c tins. Both kinds aro equally delicious and cost about tho same per cup, "There's a Roason" for Postum. old by Grocer.