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THE SEMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE. NORTH PLATTE, NEBRASKA. IP I M - I N THIS TALE" 1 JACK LON DON'S SEA EX PERIENCE IS fSED WITH ALL TH RQWEIOF -HIS-VIRILEUIEN -: SYNOPSIS. 7 Humphrey Vnn Weyilnn, critic nnd dllft tnnto, Ir thrown Into the wnter by the Blnklnp of a forrybont In u foK In San I rnnelHco bay, ami lipcomen unconscious bcforo help rcnclies him. On romlng to Ms sonars ho fltiilH himself nboard the eallng schooner Ghost. Cnptaln Wolf I.arspit. bound to .Inpun waters, witnesses the death of the first mate and lienrs tho captain curse the dead man for presuming to die. The captnln rofuscs to put Humphrey ashore and makes hltn cabin Joy for the Rood of his soul." He beshH to learn potato pooling nnd dish ivushtiiir under the cockney cook, MuRrldRo, Is caiiftht by a. heavy sea shipped over the quarter as he Is carrylnK tea aft and hi Kneo Is seriously hurt, hut no one pays any attention to his Injury, Hump's ouar ters are chanced aft. Mucrldge steals IiIh money and chnsfa him when accused of .iVatr.,!10 listens to Wolf Klve his Idea 2."v5T 1 H0.Jrcua, a ferment the Mr eat the little . . ." Cooky Ik lentous of Hump arid hazes him. Wolf hazes n sen. man and makes It the basis for another philosophic discussion with Hump. Wolf entertains Mujfrldco In his cabin, wins j!H nt """ds the money ho stole rrwrn Hump, and then tells Hump It Is his. liJr,?l,.t r mlKht, Cooky and Hump whet knives nt each other. CHAPTER VIII Continued, "All right," ho said prldolessly, "tyke It or loavo It. I'll like yor nono the loss for It," And to save his faco ho turned fiercely upon tlio onlookers. "Get outa rcy galloy doors, you bloom ln swabs?" This command was re-enforced by stealing irettlo of water, and at Bight of It the Bailors scrambled out of tho way. This was a sort of victory for Thomas Mugrldgo, and enabled hlra to accept more gracefully tho do feat I had given him, though, ol course, ho was too dlscreot to attempt to drlvo tho hunters away. "I seo Cooky's finish." I heard firuoko say to Horner. "You bet." was tho roply. "Hump runB tho galloy from now on, and Cooky pulls In his horns." Mugrldgo heard and shot a swift gianco at mo, but I gavo no sign that 'tho conversation had reached mo. I 'had not thought my victory was so far-ronching and complete, but I ro olvod to lot go nothing I had gained. As tho days wont by, Smoko's proph ocy was verified. Tho cocknoy bocamo more humblo and slavish to mo than evon to Wolf Larsen. I mistered him and sirred him no longer, washed no more greasy pots, and peeled no more potatoes. I did my own work, and my own Vork only, and when and In what As J Softly Withdrew I Could Hear Him Groaning, 'fashion 1 saw (It. Also, I carried tho dirk In n shoath at my hip, sailor fashion, and maintained toward Thorn a Mugrldgo a constant attitude which wbb composed of equal parts ot iloral flooring, Insult and contempt. CHAPTER IX. . My Intimacy with Wolf Larson In creasesIf by Intimacy may bo de noted thoso relations which oxlst bo iwecn mastor and man, or, better yet. betwoon king and Jostor. My function is to amuse, and so long as I amuso .ll goes well; but let him becomo bored, or let him have one of his black moods como upon him, and at onco I m rolcgatcd from cabin tablo to gal loy. while, at the same time. I am for tunate to escape with my llfo and a whole body. Tho loneliness of tho man In slowly being borno In upon mo. Thero Is not man aboard but bates or foars hltn, nor Is there a man whom ho does not despise, Ho seems consuming with tho tremendous power that is In him Mid thut soBms never to huvo found adequate expression In works. This lonelluoBS Is had enough In itself, but. to mako It worse, ho is oppressed by tho primal melancholy of tho raco. Tho frivolity of tho laughter-loving Latins Is no part of him. When ho laucbs It in from a humor that is nothing lci limn ferocious. Hut he laughs ra2; ho is loo often sad. Were ho ni f-o terrlblo a man, I could gotuetfmei fe.l sorry for him, oh in Itanco ikiwj mornings ago, when I went Into fch. stateroom to fill his wa ter bottle .'i'i vamo unexpectedly upoc him He dlci uot see tno. His head tua buried u, ln hands, and his shoul JACK- tONOON CO P ders were heaving convulsively as with sobs. Ho seemed torn by somo mighty grief. As I softly withdrew I could hear lilni groaning. "God! God I God!" Not that ho was calling upon God; it was a more expletive, but It camo from his soul. At dlnnor ho asked tho hunters for a remedy for hendacho, and by ovp nlng, strong man thnt ho was, ho was half blind and reeling about tho cabin. "I'vo never boon sick In my llfo. Hump," ho said, ns I guldod him to his room. "Nor did I over hnvo u hcadacho except tho Umo my head was healing after having been laid open for six Inches by a capstan-bar." For throe days this blinding head acho lasted, and ho Buffered as wild animals suffer, as It seemed tho way on ship to suffer, without plelnt. with out sympathy, utterly alono. This morning, however, on entering his stateroom to mako tho bod and put things In order. 1 found him well and hard at work. Table and bunk were littered with designs and calcu lations. On a largo, transparent shoot, compass nnd squnro In hand, ho was copying what appeared to bo a scalo of somo sort or other. "Hollo. Hump," ho greeted mo gen lally. "I'm Just finishing tho finishing touches. Want to bco It work?" "Hut what is It?" I asked. "A labor-saving dovlco for mariners, navigation reduced to kindergarten simplicity," he answered gayly. I Thero was a ring of triumph In his voice, and his oyes, clear blue this morning as tho sea, were sparkling with light. "You must bo well up In mathemat ics," I said. "Where did you go to school?" "Novcr saw tho Insldo of one. worse luck," was tho answer. "I hnd to dig it out for myself." "And why do you think 1 havo raado this thing?" ho demanded abruptly. "Dreaming to leavo footprints on tho sandB of tlmo?" Ho laughed ono of his horrible, mocking laughs. "Not at all. To got It patented, to mnkn money from It, to rovol In plgglshncsn with nil night In whllo other mon do tho work. That's my purpose Also, I havo enjoyed working It out" "Tho croatlvo Joy," I murmured. "I guess that's what It ought to bo called. Which Is another way of ex pressing tho Joy of life In that It Is nllvo, tho triumph of movement over mnttor, of tho quick ovor tho dead, tho prldo of tho yeast becauso It Is yeast and crawls." I throw up my hands with helpless disapproval of his Invotorato materi alism and went about making the bed. Ho continued copying llncH and figures upon tho transparent scnlo. It was n task requiring tho utmost nicety and precision, nnd I could not but ndmiro tho way ho tomporod his strength to thu fineness and delicacy of tho noed. Whon I had finished tho bod. I raught mysolf looking at him in n fasclnntcd sort of way. Ho was cer tainly a handsome man beautiful In tho masculino Honso. And again, with novor-fnlllng wonder, I remarked the total Inck of vlclousness or wicked ness or sinfulness In his face. Who was ho? Whnt was ho? How had ho Impponed to bo? All powers ncemod his. nil potentialities why, then, was ho no tnoro than tho obscure mastor or n seal-bunting schooner with n repu tatlon Tor frightful brutality among the mon who hunted senls? My curiosity burst from mo in a Hood of spcobh. "Why Is It that vou havo not done great things In this world? With the powor that Is yours you might have risen to any height. Unpossessed of consclonco or moral instinct, you might havo mastered tho world, bro ken It to your hand. And yet bore you nro, at tho top of your llfo, where di minishing and dying begin, living an obscuro and sordid existence, hunt ing sea animals for thu satisfaction of womnn's vanity nnd lovo of deco rntlon, reveling In a plgglshness. to irao your own words, which la any thing and everything oxcopt splondld. Why, with all that wondorful strength, hnvo you not dono something? Thoro wns nothing to stop you, nothing that could stop you. What was wrong? Did you lack ambition? Did you fall under temptation? What was tho mat ter? What was tho matter?" Ho had liftod his eyes to mo nt tho commencement of my outburst, and followed tno complacently tmttl I hud dono and stood bcforo him breathless and dismayed Ho waited a moment, an though seeking wheru to begin, and then said: "Hump, do you know tho parable of tho sower who wont forth to sow? If you will rumotnbor, somo of tho socd fel upon stony plnceB, where thero was not much earth, und forth with thoy sprung up bocauso they had no dcopuoss of earth. And when tho sutt was up thoy wore scorchod, and becuuso thoy had no root thoy with ered nway. And Bomo foil among thorns, and tho thorns sprung up and choked them." "Well?" I said. "Well?" ho queried, half petulantly. "It was not woll. 1 was ono of those seeds." Ho dropped his head to tho scale -v " i ' RIO Mr tWCK, 1.QMPON- nnd resumed the copying. I finished my work nnd had opened .the door to leave, when ho spoke to mo. "Hump, If you will look on the west coast of tho map of Norway you will seo an Indentation called Itomsdal fjord. I wns born within a hundred miles of thnt stretch of water. Uut I was not born Norwegian. I am a Dane. My father and mother were Danos, and how thoy over camo to thnt bleak bight of land on the west coast 1 do not know. I nover heard. Outsldo of thnt thoro is nothing mys terious. Thoy woro poor people and unlottorcd. They camo of genera tions of poor, unlettered people peas ants of tho sea. who sowed their sons on tho waves as has been their cus tom ulnco tlmo began. There Is no more to toll." "But thoro Is," 1 objected. "It Is still obscuro to mo." "What can I toll you?" ho demand ed, with a rccrudoscnnco of fierceness. "Of tho meagcrnoss of a child's llfo? of fish diet and coarse living? of go Ing out with the boats from tho time I could crawl? of my brothers, who went away one by ono to tho deep-sou farming nnd never camo hack? of my self, unablo to road or write, cabin-boy at the ninturo age of ten on the coast wlso, old-country ships? of tho rough faro and roughor usage, where kicks and blows were bed and breakfast and took tho placo of speech, and fear and hatred and pain were my only soul experiences? I do not caro to remem her. A madness comes up In my brain evon now as I think of It. But there wero coastwlso skippers I would have returned and killed when a man's strength camo to me, only tho lines of my llfo woro cast at tho tlmo in other places. I did return, not long ago, but unfortunntely tho skippers wero dead, all but one, a mato In the old days, a skipper when I mot him. and when I loft him a cripple who would novcr walk again." "But you who read Spencer and Darwin nnd havo never seen tho Inside of a school, how did you learn to read and write?" I queried. "In tho English merchnnt service. Cabin-boy nt twolvo. ship's boy at four teen, ordinary Beaman at sixteen, ablo seaman at seventeen, and cock of the fo'c'slo. Inflnlto ambition and Infinite loneliness, receiving nolthor holp nor sympathy, 1 did It nil for myself nav igation, mathematics, science, litera ture and what not. And of what uso has It boon? Master and owner of a ship at tho top of my life, as you say, when I am boglnnlng to diminish nnd dlo. Paltry, Isn't It? And when the sun was up I wns scorched, and bo cause I had no root I withered away," "Hut history tells of slaves who rose to tho purple," I chldod. "And history tells of opportunities that camo to the slaves who rose to the purple," ho answered grimly. "No mnn makes opportunity. All tho great men over did was to know It when It camo to them. The Corslcnn know. I havo drcumed nB greatly as tho Corsl can. I should havo known tho oppor tunity, but It novor camo. Tho thorns Bprung up and choked mo. And. Hump. I can toll you that you know more about mo than any living man. oxcopt my own brother." "And whnt Is ho? And whero Is ho?" ( "Master of tho steamship Mncedo uln. seal hunter." was tho nnswor. "Wo will meet film most probably on tho Japan const. Men call him 'Death' Larson." "Death Larsen!" I Involuntarily cried. "Is ho llko you?" "Hardly, lie Is a lump of nn ani mal without any head. He has all my my " "nrutlshno88." 1 suggested. "Yos thank you for tho word all my brutlshnoss. but ho can scarcely rend or wrlto." "And he has nover phlosophlzed on lire," I ttddod. "No," Wolf Larsen answered, with an Indescribable air of sadness. "And ho Is all tho happier for leaving life alono. Ho Is too busy living It to think about 1L My mistake was In over opening tho books." CHAPTER X. Tho Ghost has nttnlned the south ernmost point of tho nrc alio Is de scribing ncross tho Pnclllc. nnd is nl roady boglnnlng to edge away to tho west nnd north toward some lone Island, It Is rumored, whero sho will fill her water caBks hoforo proceeding to tho season's hunt along tho coast of Japan. Tho humors havo experiment ed nnd practiced with their rllles and shotguns till thoy aro satisfied, and put tholr boats In npplo-pio ordor to uso Lench'B homoly phrnso. , His arm, by tho way. has healed nicely, though tho scar will remain nil ' his llfo. Thomns Mugrldgo lives in ! mortal fenr of him, und is afraid to venture on deck after dark. Louis shakos his bond dubiously over tho outlook for tho man Johnson, who has collided two or throe tlme3 with Wolf Larsen nvor tho pronunciation of his name. Joltansen ho thrashed on tho amidships deck tho other night, slnco which tlmo tho mato has called him by his proper nunio. Out of courso It npHE STORY OF 1 A MAN WHO v'IN HIS OWN Little world AboardspjTp WAS A LAW - U NTO H I M SELR Is out of tho question thut Johnson should thrash Wolf Larson. Louis has also given mo additional Information nbout Death Larsen, which tallies with tho captnln's brief description, we may expect to meet Death Larson on tho Japan coast, "And look out for squalls." is Louis' prophocy. "for thoy hato ono another llko tho wolf whelps thoy arc." Denth Larsen Is In command of tho only soul Ing steamer in tho fleet, tho Mace donia, which carries fourteen bonts. whereas tho rest of tho schoonors carry only six. As It Is forward and In tho galloy. so It Is in tho stccrngo and aft, on this veritable hell-ship. Men fight nnd strugglo roroclously for ono another's lives. Tho hunters aro looking for n shooting scrapo at any moment be tween Smoko nnd Henderson, whoso old quarrel has not healed, whllo Wolf Larsen says positively that ho will kill the survivor of tho affair. If such af fair comes off. 1 think oven tho hunt ers aro appalled at his cold-blooded noBB. Wicked men though thoy bo, they aro certainly very much afraid of him. Thomas Mugrldgo in curllko In his subjection to mo. whllo 1 go about in secret dread of him. His Is tho cour age of fear a strange thing I know well of myself and at any moment It mny master tho fear and Impel him to the taking of my life. My kneo is much bettor, though It often nches for long periods, and tho stillness Is grad ually leaving tho arm which Wolf Larsen squeezed. I wns amused, a couplo of ovenlngs bnck, by seeing Wolf Larsen reading tho Bible, a copy of which had boon found In tho dead mate's sea-chest. 1 wondered what Wolf Larson could get from It, and ho read aloud to me from Eccleslastes. I can hear him now, as I shall always hoar him, tho primal melancholy vibrant in his volco as ho read. "Thero you have it, Hump," ho said, closing tho book upon his finger and looking up nt mo. "Tho Preacher who was king over Israel in. Jerusalem thought as I think. 'AH is vanity and vexation of spirit,' Thero Is no profit under the sun,' 'Thero Is ono ovont unto all,' to tho fool and tho wlso, tho clean and tho unclean, the slnnor and tho saint, and that ovont Is death, and nn evil thing, ho says. For tho Preach er loved llfo, and did not want to dlo, saying, 'For a living dog Is hotter than n dead lion.' Ho preferred tho vanity and vexation to tho silenco and un movablencss of tho grave. And so 1. To crawl is piggish; but to not crawl, to bo as tho clod and rock, Is loathsome to contemplate Llfo itself is unsnt isfaction, but to look ahead to death is greater unsatlsfactlon." (TO BE CONTINUED.) HOW ONE NOVELIST WROTE Frank Norris Worked Only Three Hours at a Stretch, but Claimed He Worked Every Day. Frank Norris, tho well-known author of "Tho Pit," "Tho Octopus" and "Van tlover and tho Brute." onco sent a let ter to Ward Macaulcy. tho Detroit book seller, in answer to certain gen eral questions about Norris' writing. "Don't believe fiction writer should shut hlmsoir up In his profession," tho letter says in part. "Novels can't bo written from tho closet or study. You've got to live your stuff. Believe novelists of nil people tjhould tako in terest in contemporary movomonts, politics, international ntTalrs. tho big things In tho world. "I write with great dllllculty, but have managed somehow to accom plish forty short stories (all published In rugltlve fashion) and live novels within tho last three years, and a lot or special unsigned nrtlclca. Bollevo my rorte is tho ;iovol. Don't like to wrlto, but llko having" vritten. "Hato tho effort of driving pen Trom lino to lino, work only thrco hours a day. hut work every day. Hollovo in blunt, crude Anglo-Saxon words. Some times spend hair un hour trying to got the right combination or ono-half doz en words. Novor rowrito stuff; do all hard work at first writing, only rovlso -very lightly in typewritten copy.' Defense Analnst Zeppelins. An English military expert writes: "Tho question of how far aircraft can he utilized for dofenso against Zeppe lins appears to bo still under consid eration. If thoy aro to ho used effec tively for tho nttnek of tho enemy air ship It is generally assumed that thoy must operate outsldo tho London area, or between tho capital and tho const. It would hardly d ) to havo thorn pass ing through localities covered by gun fire. Thero is also tho dllllculty of descending at night to bo mot. Imnor. taut subsidiary questions which nro yet to ho settled by consultation bo tweoti tho bodies concerned aro tho control of lights nnd trnflic, as woll as tho alien problem. Perhaps of moro personal lnterost to Londonors is tho question whether tho greater dangor Ib Incurred by being in tho streots or in tho hounos. Upon this point tho authorities might do woll to publish figures showing tho number of casual ties In cither clrcurastnnco." GOOD ROADS LOWER EXPENSE TO FARMERS Good Roads Reduce Greatly Troublo of Transporting Crops to Market Cause of Distress. "Boforo tho war in Europe arfectod the rates at sea It cost tho American farmer moro to haul a bushel of wheat nino nnd a half miles to tho railroad station for shipment than it cost tho buyor to ship tho samo bushol of wheat from New York to Liverpool, a dlstanco of 3,000 miles," according to i. bulletin Issued by tho American Highway association. "Tho nverago cost of hauling a ton of farm produco, or a ton of anything olso, ovor tho av erage country rond is about twenty three cents a mllo; 70 years ago tho cost of tho samo service was 17 conts. Tho cost of hauling over tho railroads Is less (ban one-ninth as much as it was 60 years ago. Tho cost of hauling by railroad has almost reached tho vanishing point; tho cost of hauling on tho country roads has gono up as tho roads have gone down. "By careful calculation, Logan Wal ler Pago, director of tho United States ofllco of public roads, has reached tho conclusion (hat with wlso and equita ble road laws and gooj business man agement it would be entirely practica ble for tho people to save themselves on tho two items of hauling and ad ministration tho enormous sum of 5290,000,000 yearly. Tho rallroadB in tho United States carry about 900,000, 000 tons of freight annually, and of this vast tonnngo at least 200,000,000 tons aro hauled ovor tho country roads to tho railroad station or to the cannls for shipment. Tho immenso volumo of mining products aggregating mil lions of tons is not included In this estimate, but only tho agricultural, forest and miscellaneous products hauled by wagon over tho public roads, nor is the cost of hauling back and forth between tho farms and the mills. "Tho main cause of agricultural dis tress," says tho bulletin, "a subject of perennial alarm to 'popular favorites,' Is not so much tho wages of tho work ers or tho infertility of tho soli or tho prices of tho products, but tho enor mous drain of getting tho stuff to market, tho waste of tho roads in tho wear and tear of machinery, tho sacri fice of teams, tho inefficiency of serv ice compelled by impassable highways. Tributary to every market town or railroad station there aro what Mr. Pngo calls 'zonos of production.' From the first of thoso zones all prod acts can bo delivered to market at a Shaded Road In the West. profit, nnd from tho rest ono class ot products after another must bo elim inated becauso of tho prohlbltlvo cost of hauling, and beyond Ho vast terri tories that cannot bo cultivated with out tho building and constant main tenance of roads suited to whatever traffic there may bo developed. "It has been demonstrated that as tho roads from tho market towns havo beon improved thero has been a great Increase of their business and a corre sponding improvement In tho condi tion and opportunities of tho rural population, larger prosperity of tho individual farmer, greater traffic for tho railroads, better supplies and low or prices for tho consumer. It does not pay to raiso crops that cannot bo marketed readily and cheaply. Mil lions of dollars' worth of field and or chard crops have boon utterly wasted bocauso of exponslvo and lnndoquato facilities for marketing. This If ono of the hard problems with which tho United States department or agricul ture is trying to deal through tho greatest exports In tho land, and thoy havo round that tho building or good roads is essential to tho success of their plans." $1,000,000,000 Worth of Roads. Whllo talking about proparodnoss it may bo noted that tho 1,000,000,000 proposed to bo oxpended would build 2G0.000 miles or hard-surfaced high ways at tho rate or fl.OOO per miles. If tho government contributed 50 por cent, its billion would cover C00, 000 miles. Use the Road Drag. "Uso tho road drag to got roads into tho best possible shapo ror winter. Thoy may bo bad enough at best, but proper work will help greatly. - Ji iirt . 'V;; y ' What Does Catarrh Mean? It means inflammation of a mucous membrane some where in the head, throat, bronchial tubes, stomach, bil iary ducts or bowels. It always means stagnant blood the blood that is full of impur ities. 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