The North Platte semi-weekly tribune. (North Platte, Neb.) 1895-1922, August 10, 1915, Image 2
THE SEMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE NORTH PLATTE, NEBRASKA. mm MY WARE VAN VQR5X- ILLU3tCAT10l6 RAYVALTERS COPYMCfror rti OODB3-M7tRlU.OOrtPArrY SYNOPSIS. 16 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 loves. 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: "Sins! Sing!" 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 Julia Redmond. All the charm for him of tho past 'returned, and ho realized that, as itnoney goo, no was poor sno was eioorer. 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. 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 Abou?" "What will bo will be, monsieur!" Abou replied. "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 ron's face. 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 tear. 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 wolcome. . 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 lately." "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 liquors soon." 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. "Oh, no!" "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 WITH BARNS FULL OF STOCK Didn't Look Much Like Hard Times in Western Canada. Hill System Is Conducive to Rapid Maturity. Threatened by the Engulfing storm. Sand 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 each row. 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 rows. 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 ERADICATE BEETLES 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' asleep. 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 displeasure. "Is ho a thoroughbred?" asked tin Marquiso d'Esclignac. "Ho has bohaved llko one," repllcc tho olllcer. 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 world. 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 pcrlmcnt Station.) 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 enough. 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 drummer. '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 she wouldn't." Beauty and the Beast. "A deucedly pretty girl!" "Stunning." "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. Husband Well? 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 hands. course," she murmured, looking at hlrr Interestedly. "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.) CHAPTER XXV. 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 Anglo-Saxon French: 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 this way. so 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 result. Domestic Warfare. Littlo Lemuel Why aro there many divorces, paw? Paw Possibly, my son, becnuso tho sea of matrimony is lnicstea witn. floating mines. Not Definite. "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 Lm m i.oTOi.ii i m ,,i ..u in m 7 K X 1 X ' f M-X' -n K K-r f " 6y . l, M m K ' :' H 3. it K . -t m tk y w-iy x x ii h 1 "P x x ' " v Only Vegetables for Him . "So you're an applicant for the po sition of gardoner?" "Yes, sir." "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." You 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 carfare." Applied Calisthenics. "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." Dog-Proof Fence. 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. Pleasing Father. "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." Economizing. "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.