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THE SEMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE NORTH PLATTE, NEBRASKA.
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COPYMCfror rti OODB3-M7tRlU.OOrtPArrY
I Conito ilo Haliron, cnplnln of French
f.ivnlry, taken to bin iUrtcrK to mine by
bnntl a motlirrleHs Irlah terrier pup. nrni
lameH it l'lt ;rmunp. He dines with tho
MarqulHo (I'I.VcIIkiuio and moots .MIhh Ju
lia Redmond. American liclress, .He In or
dered to AlKlera hut Is not nllowed to
tako tservnnts or does. MIhh Redmond
takes rnro of Pltchotine, who. IoiikIiik fr
hlH innster, runs tiwny from her. nio
nmrqulsfi plana to mnrry .lulla to the Uln
ae Treinont. I'ltchouno follows 8nliron to
AlKlcrs. iIok and master meet, and Habron
pets permission to Iteep his dot with tiliu.
The Due de Tremont tlnds tho American
heiress capricious Satiron. wounded In
Rti enticement, falls Into the dry bed or
a river nnd Is watched over by IMtchoune.
After a horrlblo nlKht and day I'ltchouno
leaves him. Tremont takes Julia and tho
maro.ulsi to Alslrrs In his yacht hut has
aoubta about Julia's Itetl Orof mission.
After lonK penrch Julia kcIh trtico of Sa
lmon's whereabouts. Julia for the mo
ment turns matchmaker In behalf of Tre
inont Uammet Alton tells the Mar
qulso whero he thinks Sabron may be
found. Tremont decides to ko with llnni.
met Abou to llnd Haliron. IMtchoune lltids
a village, twolvo hours Journey uway, and
somohow makes Fatou Annl undRrstund
his master's desperate pllRht. Sabron Is
rescued by tho vlllngo men hut crows
weaker without proper care. Tremont
rocs Into tho desert with the caravan In
search of S.ibron. Julia follows with
Madamo de la Maine, whom Tremont
CHAPTER XXIV Continued.
At night nn ho lay In his bed In his
tent, Tremont and Hnnimet Abou
cooled IiIb templcH with wator from
iho earthen bottles, whore tho tweet
aozo stood out humid and refreshing
5n tho damp clay. They gavo him acid
ind cooling drinks, and now and then
Sabron would smllo on Treinont, call
ing him "petit frero," and Tremont
heard tho words with molBturo In his
iyes, remomborltiK what he had said
to tho Marquise d'Escllgnnc about bo
Ing Sabron'a brother. Onco or twlco
iho soldier murmured a woman's
name, but Tremont could not catch It,
ind onco ho said to the duko:
The Frenchmnn obeyed docilely,
humming In an agrccablo barytone tho
snatches of song ho could remomber,
"La Flllo do Madnmo Angot," "II Tro
vatoro;" running them Into more mod
ern opera, "La Veuve Joyeuse." Hut
tho lines creased In Sabron's forehead
Indicated that tho singer had not yet
found tho music which haunted the
memory of tho sick man.
"Sing!" ho would ropoat, fixing his
hollow eyes on his companion, and
Tremont complied faithfully. Finally,
tils own thoughts going back to early
days, ho hummed tunes that ho and a
cortaln Uttlo girl had sung at thalr
games In tho allocs of an old chatuau
In tho valloy of tho Indro.
"Sonnez Iqs mnllnos
Ding din don,"
and othor children's niolodlcs.
In thoso nights, on that desolato
way, alono, In a traveling tent, at tho
sldo of a man ho scarcely know, Rob
ert do Tremont learned sorlouB los
Bons. Ho had been a soldier himself,
but his llfu had boon an Inconsequent
ono. Ho had lived as ho liked, behind
him always the bitterness of an early
dccoptlou. Hut ho had been too young
to break his heart ut soyentcen. He
had lived through much slnco tho day
his fathor exiled him to Africa,
Thoreso had hecomo n dream, n
momory around which he did not al
ways lot his thoughts linger. Whon
ho had seen her again after her hus
band's death and found her free, ho
was nlready abaorbod In tho worldly
mo of an ambitious young man. Ho
jtmd not known how much ho loved her
tuntll In tho Villa des Bougalnvlllcns
Iho had seen nnd contrasted her with
All the charm for him of tho past
'returned, and ho realized that, as
itnoney goo, no was poor sno was
Tho dllllCUltloB of tho mnrrlago made
aim all the nioro secure In his deter
mination that nothing should separate
him again from this woman.
By Sabron's bod ho hummod IiIb
tlttlo Insignificant tunes, and IiIb heart
longed for tho woman. Whon onco or
twice on the return Journey they had
boon threatened by tho ongulflng sand
itorm ho hud prayed not to dlo before
ho could ugalu clasp hor In his arms,
tjwoet, tantalizing, exquisite with
Iho passion of young love, there camo
to him tho memories of tho moonlight
nights on the terrace of tho old cha
tuau, Ho saw her In tho pretty girl
Ifih dresses of long ago, tho melan
choly droop of her quivering mouth,
hor bara young arms, and smelled tho
frugronco of hor hair as ho klssod
her. So humming hts soothing melo
dies to tho sick man, with his volco
softened by his momorlcu, ho soothed
Sabron closed his eyes, tho creases
!n hln forehead disappeared us though
brushed away by a tender hand. Per
haps the sleep wub due to tho fact
that, unconsciously, Tremont slipped
into humming a tuno which MIbs Red
mond hud sung In tho Villa dca Bou
galnvlllcns, and of whoso English
words Do Tromont was qulto Ignorant.
"Will ho Inst until Algiers, Hammot
"What will bo will be, monsieur!"
"He must," Do Tremont answered
fcercoly. "Ho shnll."
lie became serious and meditative
on thoso silent days, nnd his blue
eyes, where the very wmies were
burned, began to wear the far-away,
mysterious look of the trnveler ncross
long distances. During tho laBt sand
storm ho stood, with tho cnmcls, round
Sabron'H litter, a human shade and
shield, and when the storm ceased ho
fell lllto ono dead, and tho Arabs
pulled off his bootB and put him to bed
llko u child.
One sundown, as they traveled Into
tho, afterglow with the East behind
thorn, when Tremont thought ho
could not endure another day of tho
voyage, when tho pnllor and waxlness
of Sabron's face wero like death itself,
Hammct Abou, who rode nhcad, cried
out and pulled up his camel short.
He wnvod him arm.
"A caravan, monsieur."
In tho dlstnnco they saw the tents,
llko lotus leaves, scattered on the pink
snndB, and the dark Bhndows of tho
Arabs and the couchant beasts, and
tho glow of tho encampment fire.
"An enenmpment, monsieur!"
Tremont Blghed. Ho drew the cur
tain of tho litter and looked In upon
Sabron, who was sleeping. Ills set
featuros, tho growth of his uncut
beard, the long fringe of his eyes, his
dark lialr upon his forehead, his wan
transparency with tho peace upon hts
face, ho might have been n figure of
Christ waiting for sepulture.
Tremont cried to him: "Snbron,
mon vleux Charles, reveillc-tol! We
are In sight of iuman bolngs!"
But Sabron gave no sign that ho
heard or cared.
Throughout tho Journey ncross tho
desert, I'ltchouno had ridden at his
will and according to his taste, some
times Journeying for tho entire day
perched upon Tromont'B camel. Ho
sat llko a little figurehead or a mas
cot, with cars pointed northward and
his koon nose sniffing tho desert air.
Sometimes ho would take tho camo
position on ono of tho mules that car
ried Sabron's litter, at his master's
feet. Thoro ho would He hour after
hour, with his soft eyes fixed with
understanding sympathy upon Sab
Ho was, as ho had been to Fatou
Annl, a kind of fotlsh tho caravan
adored him. Now from his position at
Sabron's feet, ho crawled up and
licked his master's hand.
"Charles!" Treinont cried, nnd lift
ed tho Boldicr's hand.
Sabron oponcd his eyes. Ho wnB
Banc. Tho glimmer of a smllo touched
his Hps. Ho said Tromont'B name,
recognized him. "Aro wo homo?" he
asked weakly. "Ib It Franco?"
Tremont turned nnd dashed away a
He drew tho curtains of tho Utter
nnd now walked bcsldo It, his legs
fooling llko-cotton Hind hla heart beating.
As thoy camo up toward tho en
campment, two people rodo out to
meet them, two womon In white riding
habits, on stallions, and as tho evening
breeze fiuttorcd tho veils from their
helmets, they seemed to be flags of
Under his holmot Tremont was red
and burned. Ho had a short, rough
growth of beurd.
Thcrcso do la Maine nnd Julia Red
mond rodo up. Tremont recognized
them, and enmo forward, hnlf Btnggor-
Ing. He looked nt Julia and smiled,
nnd pointed with his left hand toward
"You nro In a French hospital In Al
giers, sir, nnd doing well."
Tremont camo up to him.
"I remember you," Sabron said. "You
have been near mo a dozen timet
"You muBt not tnlk, mon vloux."
"But I feel as though I must talk a
grent deal. Didn't you como for me
Into tho desort?"
Tremont, healthy, vigorous, tanned,
gay nnd cheerful, seemed good look
ing to poor Sabron, who gazed up at
him with touching gratitude.
"I think I remomber everything, 1
think I shall never forget It," ho said,
and lifted his hand feebly. Robert de
Tremont took It. "Haven't wo trnv
eled far together, Tremont?"
"Yes," nodded the other, affected,
"but you must sleep now. Wo will
talk about It over our cigars ani
Snbron smiled faintly. His cleai
mind was regaining its balance, and
thoughts began to sweep ovor it cru
elly fast. Ho looked at his rescuer
and to him tho other's radlnnco meant
simply that ho was engaged to Mist
Redmond. Of course thnt was natural
Sabron tried to accept it and to be
glad for tho hannlnoss of tho man-
who had rescued him. But as ht
thought this, he wondered why h
had been rescued nnd ohut his oyei
so that Tremont might not see hli
weakness. He said hesitatingly:
"1 am haunted by n melody, a tune
Could you help nie? It won't come.'
"It's not the "Marseillaise?" asked
tho other, sitting down by his side nnc
pulling Pltchoune's cars.
"There will be Binglng In the ward
shortly. A Red Cross nurso comes tc
sing to the patients. She may noli
you to remomber."
Sabron renounced In despair. Haunt
Ing, tantalizing in his brain and Illu
slvc, tho notes began and stopped, be
gan and stopped. Ho wanted to nsk
liis friend a thousand questions. Hon
ho had como to him, why ho hnd come
to htm, how he know. ... He gave
it all up and dozed, nnd while he slept
tho sweet sleep of those who arc tc
recover, ho heard the sound of a worn-
STRAWBERRY CULTURE AFTER FRUITING
FULL OF STOCK
Didn't Look Much Like Hard
Times in Western Canada.
Hill System Is Conducive to Rapid Maturity.
by the Engulfing
After tho strawberries havo finished
fruiting, if tho bed Is to bo kept for
another season, mow off tho weeds
nnd rako off tho materlnl. Then with
one-horso plow, with sharp steel share,
throw a narrow furrow from each
sldo Into tho center between rows
the weeds and grass plowed under, In
about two weeks' time will be well
rotted harrow tho ridges down with
the one-horso harrow, going twlco In
If grass and weeds are growing
In the strawberry rows, tako the two
section smoothing harrow nnd glvo the
ground n good loosening up. Harrow
across tho rows. Tho harrow will tear
out somo plants, but there will bo
enough left. Fork off the rubbish.
Oo over the rows with a sharp Btecl
hce, and cut out the deep-rooted weeds
and bunches of grass which tho har
row did not root out. This is the
method followed by some of our lead
ing fruit growers.
It seldom pays to fruit a bed over
two years, but It pays to fruit it two
years, If It is not tec. much grass and
RECIPE FOR MAKING
A GOOD WHITEWASH
weed grown. After harrowing, bow
COO pounds of strawberry mixture of
animal-bono meal and muriato of po'
ash to the acre. Tho dressing will
produce a vigorous growth of tho
vines. Cultivate and harrow tho
ground between tho rows. Loosen up
tho ground with the narrow-bladed
steel hoc between tho plants in the
Strawberry plants set this Bpring-
wlll now bo forming runners; tho first
runner plantB should bo trained to
grow in the rows. This may bo done
with tho cultivator. Tho late runners
Bhould bo cut off. Tho object should
bo to havo narrow rowB of large, deep
rooted, thrifty plants. Theso aro tho
plants which will give tho largest yield
and tho choicest fruit. Too many
small plants act as weeds and absorb
tho motsturo and plantfood needed by
tho fruiting plants. With good man
agement tho yield of fruit tho second
year will be equal to tho first year's
yield, and often surpass it in quality
of fruit Any reasonably good soil
will produce strawberries.
NICOTINE SPRAY TO
tin's volco in tho distance, singing, one
after another, familiar melodies, and
finally ho heard tho "Kyrio Elelson,'
and to its music Sabron again fcl'
Tho next day he received a visitor
It was not an easy matter to intro
duco visitors to his bedside, for Pit
chouno objected. PItchouno received
tho Marquise d'Esclignac with great
"Is ho a thoroughbred?" asked tin
"Ho has bohaved llko one," repllcc
There was a silence. The Marquis
d'Esclignac was wondering what hoi
nleco saw in the palo man so neat
still to tho borders of tho othol
Various Tints or Shades May Be
Obtained by the Addition of
Suitable Dry Colors.
Tho liberal use of whitewash nround
a farm Is most desirablo. Its uso in
the poultry house, dairy barn and oth
er buildings of a similar character is
highly recommended by many author
ities. An excellent recipe Is as fol
lows: Slako one-half bushel of good Hmo
with boiling water and strain. Add
seven pounds of salt dissolved in
warm water. Boll throo pounds of
ground rlco to a thin paste and stir
in while boiling hot. If rlco is not
available, uso ordinary starch. Add
ono-half pound of Spanish whiting.
Dissolve or.e pound of glue by soak
ing In water, then heating in a double
cooker until dissolved. Add this to
tho mixture. Thin to proper consist
ency and apply hot: if possiblo. It
will require about five gallons of wa
ter for thinning. Ono pint of this will
cover about ono square yard. It a
very white color is desired, a littlo
ultramarine blue may bo addod to
neutralize tho yellow. Various tints
may bo made by the addition of suit
able dry colors.
Several Solutions on Market
Which Are Fatal to Insects
When Properly Applied.
(By "WILLIAM MOOHB, Minnesota Ex
A concentrated nlcotlno solution of
which thero are several brands on tho
market, properly tipplied, is fatal to
tho larvae of the cucumber beetlo
which sometimes does a largo amount
of damage to cucumbers whether in
tho cold iframo or in tho field. Ono
teaspoonful of a -10 per cent solution
of nicotine to a callon of water is
The gardener should look for the
larvao of the beetle just at tho Hurfaco
of tho soil. When ho discovers thorn
ho should pour his nicotine solution
on carefully with a narrow halt pint
cup, being sure to let it run down all
sides of tho stalk.
Fighting the larvae of the cucumber
beetlo is better than fighting the adult
beetlo itself, as the adults work chloily
on tho leaves and do not get at tho
vital parts of tho plant.
A. Moycr, who loft ono of tho boot
Counties in Minnesota, probably bo
cause ho got a good prico for his ox
collcnt farm, and left for tho Canadian
west, writes to his local paper, tho
Dagloy Independent. His story is well
worth ropeatiug. Ho says:
"To say I was greatly surprised
cvhon I reached Saskatchewan and Al-
borta would bo expressing it mildly.
In a country whero so much suffering
was reported, I found overyono in
good circumstances, nnd especially
all our friends who havo left Clearwa
ter and Polk counties. Thoy all havo
good homes and thoso who wero re
ported to havo Bold their stock through
lack of feed, I found with their barns
full of stock, and it did not look very
much llko hard times. They havo
from 1G0 acres to two sections of tho
Inost lnnd that can bo found.
Thoso that left hero two or threo
years ago havo from 100 to 400 acres
In crops this year.
Prospects for a bumper crop aro
'splendid. It la a littlo cold now, but
nothing is frosted, either in gardens
or fields. Land can bo bought qulto
reasonably here from thoso who vol
unteered their services in tho Euro
pean war. Hero nro certainly tho
best opportunities for securing a good
homo with a farm nnd indepondenco
for llfo in a short time. Beforo I
started I heard that prices wero bo
high. Flour was reported at $12 per
hundred it is $4.25 hero. In the west
all tho groceries can bo purchased
for nearly tho samo as in Minn. Tho
only article that I found higher
was keroseno at 35 ctB per gallon.
Whon I saw the land I wondered why
people do not llvo whero thoy pro
duce enough from tho soli to make a
comfortablo living. Wo visited T. T.
Sator. John Dahls, W. J. and R-D.
Holt's, Martin Halmen, Ole Hnlvorson,
Wm. Walker and Geo. Colby, all
from Bagloy. Wo found well and pros
perous farmers who wished to bo re
membered to all their Bagley friends."
(Sgd.) A. MEYER. Advertisement.
The Proper Term.
"I'm going to celebrate my wouldn't
wedding tomorrow," said the sandy
'You mean your wooden wedding,
don't you?" queried tho grocer.
"No, I mean just what I said," an
swered tho s. d. "It will bo five years
ago tomorrow since I asked a girl to
marry me, and fortunately she said
Beauty and the Beast.
"A deucedly pretty girl!"
"And a hideous bulldog."
"Truo. She ought to havo a man
along to lessen tho contrast between
herself and the dog."
Changed His Mind.
Wife (during tho spat) During our
courtship you said you would gladly
dlo for me.
Wife Well, why don't you? '(
Hot Water Essential.
Hot water in tho dairy Is an essen
tial that cannot bo eliminated. Noth
ing clso will so effectually cleanso and,,!
kill tho disease gorms. Uso cold wa
ter first always.
tho litter; but ho went directly up to "You will bo leaving the army, ol
Madamo do la Maine, who sat immov
able on her little stallion. Tremont
socmod to gnthor hor in his arms. Ho
lifted her down to him.
Julia Redmond's eyes were on the
litter, whoso curtains wero Btlrrlng In
tho breeze. Hammot Abou, with a
profound salaam, came forward to her.
"Mademoiselle," he onld, respect
fully, "ho lives. I havo kept my word."
PItchouno sprang from tho litter nnd
ran ovor tho sands to Julia Redmond.
She dismounted from her horse alone
and called him: "PItchouno! PIt
chouno!" Kneollng down on the des
ert, alio stooped to caress him, and
ho crouched at her feet, licking her
course," she murmured, looking at hlrr
"Madame!" said tho Capltalno d
Snbron, with his blood nil thnt waj
In him rising to his cheeks.
"I mean that France has done noth
Ing for you. Franco did not rescue
you nnd you may feel llko seeking a
more another career."
(TO BIS CONTINUKD.)
As Handsome Does.
When Snbron next opened IiIb oyos
ho funclod that ho was at home In his
old room In Rouen, in the houso whoro
ho was born, In tho little room In
which, as a child, dressed in his dimity
night gown, he had sat up in hla bed
by candlo light to learn his letters
from tho cookery book.
The room was snowy white. Out
side tho window ho heard a bird sing,
and near by, ho heard a dog's smoth
ered bark. Then ho knew that ho
wub not nt home or n child, for with
tho languor und weakness camo his
momory. A qulot nurso In a hospital
dress was sitting by his bed, nnd
PItchouno roso from tho foot of tho
bed and looked nt him adoringly.
Ho was In a hospital In Algiers.
"PItchouno," ho murmurod, not
knowing tho nnmo of his othor com
panlon, "whoro aro we, old fellow?"
Tho nurso replied in an agrcoablo
St, Bride of Ireland.
St. Brldo, the patroness of Ireland
and of Fleet street, whoso feast falli
In February, was tho boautlful daugh
tcr of a bard who becamo the rellgloui
disciple of St. Patrick and abbess oi
Klldaro. The story of St. Bride, oi
Bridget, fired the Celtic Imagination
and In lrolnnd about twonty parlshet
bear the name of Kilbride. The spin
of her church n Fleet street has beer
twico struck by lightning nnd muct
reduced from tho original height, but
is still ono of tho tallest steoplcs ir.
London. It Is supposed to havo beer
designed by Wren's young daughter,
Pall Mall Gazette.
Have a Good Bed.
In Farm and Fireside a contributor
writing a practlcnl nrtlcle about mat
tresses and othor provisions for bods
makes tho following genernl comment
"In furnishing a homo tho housewife
should Rlvo most careful thought tc
tho bods and their equlpmont. We
spend nt least a third of our lives Id
bod, and -It Is worth while to make
that third pleasant and refreshing. The
best mattresses and springs nro none
too good wnen one is storing ur
strength for somo work. Bosldes, as le
tho enso with moat housohold pur
chases, tho best aro really tho cheap
est In tho end."
Avoid Contagious Abortion.
Cattle breeders should not forget
that manure mny bo contaminated
with tho virus of infectious abortion
nnd that tho disease may bo opread in
Bordeaux for Celery.
It is essential to spray celery with
bordeaux mixture in order to check
celery disease, but this should bo dono
only with a high pressure sprayer, so'
that tho celery is not drenched with
tho liquid. Stop spraying beforo tho
drops begin to run down tho Btalks,
otherwlso tho poisonous copper gets
between tho stalks and unless con
sumers wash It carefully, harm may
Littlo Lemuel Why aro there
many divorces, paw?
Paw Possibly, my son, becnuso tho
sea of matrimony is lnicstea witn.
"My husband,"" remarked Mrs. Har-
ker, "is a peculiar man. I havo to
handle him with gloves."
"Boxing or rubber?" queried her
friond Mrs. Barker.
Pick Ripe Cucumbers.
Pick cucumbora when rlpo whether
you can use them or not, as they
weaken tho vines if left on.
EXPERIMENTS WITH D0GPR00F FENCING
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Only Vegetables for Him .
"So you're an applicant for the po
sition of gardoner?"
"Had experience with vegetables?"
"Oh, yes, sir; ten years."
"I havo a horse and cow you will
havo to tako caro of."
"Oh, I couldn't do that, sir.
see, I'm a strict vegetarian."
Hubby Will Economize.
"But your fiance has such a small
salary; how aro you going to live?"
"Oh, we're going to economize. We're
going to do without such a lot of
things that Jack needs."
The Purpose of Thrift.
"Save up your pennies, my boy."
"What for, dad?",
"And when you get 25 of thom either
your mother or I will borrow them for
"I'm a retired acrobat," explained
tho tramp at tho door.
"Then," replied the stern-faced fem
inist, "you can go to tho woodpile and
do the split for your dinner."
The United Stales government in conducting experiments with sheep
on the western ranges haa devised a fence which will protect flocks from
tho attacks of coyotes. A fonco such ns illustrated abovo will also turn dogs
If caro Is tnken to stretch tho lino of barbed wlro along tho ground at all
nnlntH. Whom crmmil Ir niinvnn it will bo necessary to grado boforo putt
ing up tho fonco. Posts nro soven nnd a hnlf feet in longth, set two and
a half feet in tho ground nnd sixteen foot npart. If expenso is consldoreu
too great to incloso tho wholo pasture small lots may bo fonced and tbi
sheep placed In thom at nights.
"Jinks' father wanted him to go
Into uplift work whon he left col-lego."
"Well, did ho?"
"Sure, ho did. Ho took tho check
tho old man gavo him to bogln with
and bought an aeroplane."
"George, donr. I'vo succeeded In ro-
duclng expenses. By having every
thing charged I find 1 havo spent very
little money this week, and still you
say I havo no business aenao." Judpo.
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