NORTH PLATTE SEMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE.
Spanish
Doubloons
By
CAMILLA KENYON
Copyright. Th llobbe-Merrill Compiiy
"SHALL I SPRING?"
Synopsli. Jano Harding, rcBpect
able and coimcrvntlvo old maid
but never too old to think of mar
rlaRo with moro money than
brains, Is Inveigled by a strong
minded spinster, Miss Ulgglesby
Urowno, Into financing an expedi
tion to hunt for burled trcauuro on
Lcoward Island, Her nleco, Vir
ginia Harding, undertaking to stop
her, gotB on tho vessel and Is un
willingly carried along. By no
mount) concealing her dlstnsto (or
tho expedition and hor contempt
for Its members, Virginia makes
tho acquaintance of the Honorable
Cuthbert Vano. Talking with
Dugald Hhaw, leader of tho expedi
tion, Virginia very frankly ex
presses her views, practically ac
cusing Shaw and the otlier mem
bers of tho party, Including a
somewhat uncertain personage
Captain Magnus, and a shady
"financier," Hamilton II. Tubbs, of
being In a conspiracy to defraud
Jano Harding. Landing on the
Island Is a matter of some difficul
ty, Virginia bolng carried ashore
in the arms of Cuthbert Vane. The
party gets settled. Miss Drowno
tells about the treasure. Virginia
doclarcs herself out of It. The
dead sailor's map Is produced. Vir
ginia finds a mysterious dog, Cru
soe. (CHAPTER VlContlnued.)
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With the midday reunion my hour
of distinction arrived. The tnlo of
tho ghost-pig was told from the be
ginning by Cookie, with high tributes
to my courage In sallying forth In pur
suit of tho phantom. Even those hold
ing othor views of tho genesis of tho
whlto dog were amazed at his presence
on tho Island. In splto of Cookie's ns
porslons, tho creature was no mongrel,
tut a thoroughbred of points. Not
by any means a dog which somo llttlo
South American coaster might have
abandoned hero when It put In for
yatcr. Tho most reasonable hypoth
esis scorned to bo that ho Jiad be-
longed to tho copra gatherer, and was
for some reason left behind on his
master's departure. But who that had
loved a dog enough to mako It the
companion of his solitude would go
away and lenvo It? Tho thing seemed
to mo Incredible. Yet hero, otherwise
h unaccounted for, was tho corporeal
prcsciico of tho dog.
I had namod tho terrier In the first
ten minutes of our acquaintance. Cru
soe was tho designation by which ho
was presented to his now associates.
Violet tolerated him, Aunt Jano called
film a dear wcenty pettuma love, Cap
tain Magnus kicked him when ho
thought I wag not looking, Cuthbert
Vane chummed with him In frankest
comrndshlp, and Mr. Shaw softened
toward him to an extent which made
mo Inly murmur, "Lovo me, lovo my
dog" only reversed, Not thut I In tho
least wanted to bo loved, only you feel
It an Impertinence In a person who so
palpably does not lovo you to en
deavor to engage tho uffcctlons of your
bull-terrier.
As to Cookie, ho mugnantmously
consented to overlook Crusoe's dubi
ous past as a ghost-pig, and fed him
eo liberally that tho torrlor's lean and1
graceful form threatened to assume
tho contours of a beer-keg.
CHAPTER VII.
An Excursion and an Alarm.
As tho only person who had dlscov
red anything on the Island, I wns now
invested with a certain Importance.
Also, I hod a playfellow and compan
ion for future walks, In lieu of Cuth
bert Vane, hold down tight to tho
thankless toll of treasure-hunting by
his stern taskmaster. Hut at tho samo
tlmo I was provided with nn annoying,
because unanswerable question which
had lodged nt the back of my mind
Jlko a crumb In the throat:
By what strange chanco had tho
copra gatherer gone away and left
Crusoe on the Island?
1 Ono morning, Instead of starting di
rectly after breakfast for tho cave,
JIr. Shaw busied himself In front of
the supply tent with certain explosives
.which were to bo used In tho digging
operations later.
Having Inquired of the Honornblo
Cuthbert and found that for un hour
r two the boat would not bo In
requisition, I permitted tho beautiful
youth to understand that I would not
decline an Invitation to be rowed about
the cove. Mr. Shaw had left his ma
rine glasses lying about, and I had
been doing some exploring with them.
Under the great cliffs on tho north
tfhore of the bny I had seen nn ob
ject that excited my curiosity. It
aemed to be the hull of a small ves
L lying on tho harrow strip of rocks
aad sand under tho cliff. Now, wreck
age anywhere fills mo with sad and
wnnantlo thoughts, but on the shore
t a dnnolato Island even a barrel
koop seems to suffer a sea-change Into
ecnethlor rich nnd strango. I there
fore commanded the b. y. to row ma
ver to the spot where tho derelict
Jy.
I lay back Idly In the stern as the
feoat skimmed over the smooth water
fccnaath th strokes of my splendid
oarsmnn. Moro than ever Ho looked
like the Island god. Every duy he
grew more brown and brawny, more
superb In his physical vigor.
Tho cliffs on the north shore of the
cove were considerably higher than
on the otiier side. The . wreck lay
closo In, driven high upon the nar
row shelf of rocks nnd sand at the
base of tho sheer ascent. Sand had
henped up nround her hull and flung
Itself across her deck like a white
winding-sheet. Surprisingly, the ves
sel wns a very small one, a little
sloop, Indeed, much like the fruglle
pleasure-boats that cluster under the
Snusallto shore at home. The single
mast had been broken off short, and
tho stump of ,the bowsprit was visi
ble, like a linger beckoning for rescuu
from the crawling sand.
"Poor forlorn little bontl" I snld.
"What In the world do you suppose
brought such n mlto of a thing tp this
unheard-of spot?"
"Perhaps she belonged to the copra
chap. Ono mnn could handle her."
"What would he want with her? A
small boat like this Is better for fish
ing nnd rowing about the jcovc."
"Perhaps she brought him hero from
Panniim, though he couldn't have
counted on taking back n very bulky
cargo."
"Then why leave her strewn about
on the rocks? And besides" hero the
puzzle of Crusoe recurred to me and
seemed to link Itself with this "then
how did he get awuy himself?"
Wo rowed In close under tho port
bow of the sloop, nnd on tho rail I
made out a string of faded letters. 1
began excitedly to spell them out.
"I s I oh, Island Queen I You
sco sho did belong here. Probably she
brought the original porcine Adam
and Eve to the island."
"Luckily forgot tho snake, though I"
remarked the Honorable Bertie with
unlooked-for vivacity. For so far Aunt
Jane's trembling anticipations had
been unfulfilled by the sight of a sin
gle snake, n fact laid by me to the
credit of St. Patrick and by Cookie to
that of tho pigs.
"Snakes 'd Jes' bo oysters on de half
sholl to dem pigs," declured Cookie.
As wo rowed away from tho melun
choly llttlo derelict I saw that near
by a narrow gully gave access to tho
top of the cliff, and I resolved that
I would avail myself of this path to
visit the Island Queen again. My mind
continued to dwell upon tho unknown
llguro of the copra gatherer. Perhaps
the loss of his sloop had condemned
him to weary months or years of soil
tudo upon tho Island, before the rare
glimmer of n sail or tho trail of a
steamer's smoke upon the horizon
gladdened his longing eyes.
Suddenly I turnjd to Cuthbert Vnnc.
"How do you know, really, that ho
ever did leave tho Island?" I demand
ed. "Who tho copra chap? Well, why
else was tho cabin cleared out so care
fully no clothes left about or any
thing?" "That's truo," I acknowledged. The
last occupant of tho hut had evident
ly mndo a very deliberate and order
ly business of packing up to go.
We drifted about tho covo for a
while, then steered. Into tho dim mur
muring shndow of tho treasure-cavern.
Mr. Vano Indicated the point at which
they had arrived In their exploration
among the Assures opening from the
ledge.
Tho plnco held nio with Its fascina
tion, but wo dared not linger long, for
as tho tide turned one mnn would havo
much ndo to mnnngo the boat. So we
slid through the archway into the
bright sunslvlno of tho cove, nnd
headed for tho camp.
As wo nenrod tho beach we saw a
llguro pacing It. It wns Dugald Show.
And qulto unexpectedly my henrt be
gau to beat with staccato quickness.
Dugald Shaw, who didn't liko me and
who never looked at inc except Just
sometimes, when ho was perfectly sure
I didn't know It there ho wns, wait
ing for us, and splashing Into tho
foam to help Cuthbert beach tho boat
he for whom a thousand years ago
the skalds would havo made n saga
Tho b. y. hailed him cheerfully
lis wo sprang out upon tho sand. But
tho Scotchmnn wns unsmiling.
"Make hasto after your tools, lad,"
he ordered. "We'll havo fine work now
to get insldo tho cave before tho turn."
Thoso wero his words; his tone nnd
his grim look meant, "So In splto of
all my care you aro bolng beguiled by
a minx " j
It was his tono that I answered.
"Oh, don't scold Mr. Vnno!" I Im
plored. "Every paradise has Us ser
pent, and as there are no others hero
I suppose I am It. Of course all lady
serpents who know their business hnve
red hair. Don't blnmo Mr. Vane for
what was naturally all my fault."
Not n line of his fnco changed. In
deed, bofore my most vicious stabs
It nover did change.
"To bo sure It seems unreasonable
to blnmo tho lad," ho agreed soberly,
"but then he htlppens to be under my
authority."
"Meaning, I suppose, that you would
much prefer to blnmo me," I choked,
"Thoro's logic, no doubt, In striking
at tho root of the trouble," ho admit
ted with an air of calm detachment.
"Then strike," I said furiously;
"strike, why don't you, nnd not beat
about the bush sol" Bccnuso then he
would be qulto hopelessly in tlxj
wrong, and I could adopt any of sos
eral roles tho coldly haughty, tho
wounded but forgiving, etc., with
great enjoyment.
But without n change In his glacial
manner he quite casually remarked :
"It would seem I -had struck
home."
I walked away.
Fortunately nobody undertook to ex
ercise any guardianship over Crusoe,
and tho llttlo white dog bore me faith
ful company in my rambles. Mostly
these were confined to the neighbor
hood of the cove. I never ventured
beyond Lookout ridge, but there 1 went
often with Crusoe, nnd we would sit
upon n rock and talk to each other
about our first encounter there, nnd
the fright he had given me. Every
body else hnd gone, gazed and ad
mired. But the only constant pilgrim,
besides myself, wns, of all people,
Captain Magnus. Tho cuptaln's unex
pected ardor for scenery carried him
thither whenever he had half an hour
to spnro from the work In the cave.
Needless to say, Crusoe and I timed
our visits so ns not to conflict with
his.
One dny, ns Crusoe and I came down
from the ridge, we mot Cnptuin Mag
nus nsccndlng. I had In my hand n
small metal-hacked mirror, which I
hnd found, surprisingly, lying in a
mossy cleft between tho rocks. It
was a thing such as a man might car
ry In his pocket, though on the Island
It seemed unlikely that anyone would
do so. I nt once attributed tho mir
ror to Captain Magnus, for I knew that
no one else hnd been on the rldge for
days. I was wondering as I walked
along whether by some sublime law
of compensation the captain really
thought himself beautiful, and sought
this retired spot to admire not the
view but his own physiognomy.
When the cnptnln saw me he stopped
full In the pnth. There was a growth
of fern on cither side. I npproached
slowly, and, ns he did not move,
paused, and held out the mirror.
"I think you must have dropped this,
Captnln Magnus. I found it on the
rocks."
For an Instnnt his face chringed.
His evasive eyes were turned to me
senrchlngly nnd sharply. He took
the gloss from my hand and slipped It
Into his pocket. I "made a movement
to imss on, then stopped, with n faint
dawning of discomfort. For the heavy
figure of the captain still blocked tho
path.
A dark flush had come Into the man's
face. Ills yellow teeth showed be
tween his parted Hps. His eyes had a
swimming brightness.
"What's your hurry?" he remarked,
with a certain Insinuating emphasis.
I began to tremble.
"I am on my way back to camp,
Captain Magnus. Please let me pass."
"It won't do you no harm If you're
a llttlo late. There ain't no ono there
kecpln' tab. Ain't you always a
8trayln' off with tho Honorable? I
ain't so pretty, but"
"You aro impertinent. ,Lct me pnss."
"Oh, I'm Impertinent, am I? That
means fresh, maybe. I'm a plain man
and don't use frills on my lnngwldge.
Wtjll, when I meets a llttlo skirt that
taltcs my eyes there nln't no hnnn In
lettln' her know It, Is there? Maybe
the Honorable could say It nicer"
With n forward stride he laid a
hnnd upon my arm. I shook him off
"and stepped back. Fear clutched my
throat. I had left my revolver in my
quarters. Oh, tho dreadful denscness
of these woods, the certainty that no
wildest cry of mlno could pierce them I
And then Crusoe, who hnd been
wnitlng quietly behind mo in tho path,
slipped In between us. Every hnlr
on his neck wns bristling. Tho lifted
upper lip snarled unmistakably. He
gnvo mo n swift glanco which snld,
"Shall I spring?"
Quite suddenly tho gorllln blandish
ments of Captain Magnus came to an
end.
"Sny," ho snld harshly, "hold back
that dog, will you? I don't want to
kill tho cur."
"You had better not," I returned
coldly. "I should hnve to explain how
"What's Your Hurry?" He Remarked.
It happened, you know. As It la I
shall say nothing, But I shnll not
forget my revolver again when I go
to walk."
And Crusoe and I went swiftly down
tho pnth which the captain no longer
disputed.
"There, don't tremble o
you are safe safe In my
arpitl"
(TO BIS CONTINUED.)
Juvenile Humor.
Tho poem under analysis was Ten
nyson's "Tho Brook" nnd the pupils
wero asked to write a sentence con
taining the words "coot" and "hern.
Ono small pupil turned In this one:
"A little girl I know had an twrul
coot doll, but It wasc't hero."
LIGHTNING KILLS
GEESE IN FLIGHT
Rain of Dead Birds From Sky
Follows Electrical Storm in
Washington.
Silver Lnkc, Wash. Wild Canadian
geese flying south, were overtaken by
a severe electrical storm near here,
large numbers of the birds wore elec
trocuted, and for a time they fairly
rained from the sky.
It. F. Davis, a salesmnn, who was
driving from Everett to Seattle, said:
"It Just rained wild geese. Ono
"It Just Rained Wild Geese."
goose hit tho road in front, several
dropped alongside the car, two more
str'ick the top and bounded off. 1
stopped und got out. The road back
for several hundred yards was covered
with geese, big Canadian honkers."
People living near the road and those
In passing nutos were busily engaged
In gathering up the heaven-sent din
ners." None of the geese was burned, but
all appeaVed to havo broken necks.
BULL ATTACKS FIRE TRUCK
Enraged Animal Makes Up for Lack
of Excitement at Lorain, Ohio,
Blaze.
Lorain, O. Bulls nnd fire trucks
they'll nover bo companions.
Members of No. 1 fire company hero
firmly believe this following the out
fit's act in colliding with a perfectly
husky bull while running to a Are.
Members of tho compnny didn't In
vestigate the extent of the animal's
Injuries for tho simple reason that
Mister Bull, enraged at the fiery red
which adorns tho flre-flghtlng appar
atus, plunged toward the truck. As
sistant Fire Chief Jack Hart, riding
on the rear of the truck, didn't hesl
tato to order Leo Billings, driver, to
"mako It snappy." Billings obeyed.
After following the truck for 100 feet
the bull dipped sand with his tall and
went through the usual bullish antics.
The firemen avoided the bull lane
on the return trip to the station.
HORSE SAVES ITS OWN LIFE
Animal Pulla Bolt With Teeth on Door
of Burning Stable and
Escapes.
Chester, Pa. When a stable at
Seventh and Madison streets, owned
by John S. Lyndell, a contractor,
caught fire the other day u horse thut
Lyndell has owned more than twenty
years was the only animal In the
place.
As the llamcs began to crack about
the old horse's eurs he neighed for
aid, but nobody came to let him out.
Slipping his halter the horse quietly
worked ids way to a door and, draw
ing the bolt with his teeth, walked
out Into an open lot, from where he
surveyed tho lire.
Lyndell at first thought his horse
had perished In the lire, and was over
Joyed when the animal whinnied a cor
dial greeting.
Set Factory Ablaze So
He Could Be Fireman
Charged with having caused
a series of fires In the plant of
the Astoria Mahogany compnny,
at Astoria, L. I., Edward Clark,
a lumber handler, confessed,
Fire Marshal Brophy said, to
having set tho fires to satisfy
his thwarted ambition to become
a fireman.
Clark had been rejected by
the tiro department. Ho admitted
having set four fires in tho fac
tory In tho last month, Brophy
said, causing a total loss of
about $350,000. He had been
employed by the company sev
eral years.
tiieAy
MAKING MILK IN NEBRASKA
Hgures untamed Probably Approxi
mate Requirements In Other Sec
tions of West
(Prepared by the Unltml State Department
of Acrloulture.)
Here Is what It costs, In labor and
feed, to produce 100 pounds of market
milk In eastern Nebraska: Winter,
six months concentrates, 41.2 pounds;
dry roughage, 05.51 pounds; sllngo
and other succulent roughage, 03.0
pounds; bedding, 11.1 pounds; human
labor, 2 hours; horse labor, 0.00
hour; hauling and grinding concen
trates, $0.01G; pasture, $0,108; total
costs, except depreciation on cows,
$0,788; depreciation on cows, $0,018.
Summer six months Concentrates,
11 pounds; hauling nnd grinding con
centrates, $0.00-1; dry roughage, C1.2
pounds; silage and other succulent
roughage, 20.3 pounds ; pasture, $0.053 ;
humnn labor, 1.0 hours; horse labor,
0.08 hours; total costs except depre
ciation on cows, $0,805; dcpreclntion
on cows, $0,084.
The work of determining the cost
of producing milk In this section
covers two one-year periods. It was
begun by tho bureau of animal Indus
try, United States Department of Ag
riculture, in co-operation with the de
partment of dairy husbandry of the
University of Nebraska, In September,
1017, discontinued nt the end of the
first year, and resumed In September,
1010. The figures reported were bnscd
on nctunl records obtained by -regular
monthly visits of 24 hours each to
eight farms for two years, and to 22
other farms for one year.
The .requirements for keeping the
average cow one yenr were: Concen
trates, 1,529 pounds, hnullng and grind
ing concentrates, $0.00; dry roughage,
4,275 pounds; silage and other succu
lent roughage, 3,593 pounds; pasture,
$22.01 ; bedding. 310 pounds : human
Inhor, 113.0 hours; horse labor, 3.2
hours; other costs except depreciation
on cows, $40.35; depreciation on cows,
$4.78.
During the first winter and summer
the average incomes from milk were
not sufficient to meet the average
costs. In the second year the incomes
were above the average costs In both
seasons. The grenter percentage of
the year's income wns deceived In the
winter, but the feed, pasture and bed
ding costs exceeded the summer costs
Feed for Dairy Cows Should Be Care
fully Weighed.
by a greater percentage than the win
ter receipts exceeded the summer re
ceipts. Although the figures obtained show
what was required to produce milk for
the Omaha market under the system
of dairy management found In the sec
tion studied, and probably approxi
mate tho requirements In similar lo
calities, It is pointed out by the de
partment that they, of course, do not
apply to dairying In sections where
different conditions and methods of
management prevail.
Additional details of the record and
work are contained In department Bul
letin 072, "Unit Requirements for Pro
ducing Market Milk in Enstern Ne
braska," recently Issued by the United
States Department of Agriculture.
Copies of the bulletin may bo had by
addressing a roqucst to the depart
ment at Washington, D. C.
MOLD "REPORTED IN SILAGE
Trouble Occurs Only Where Air la
Present, Generally Caused by Lack
of Water.
The usual number of complaints aro
coming In regarding the presence of
mold In silage. Mold can grow only
when air Is present. Air generally
gets In ns the result of the silage be
ing too dry when put Into the silo. If
water was added, not enough was
used. Poor packing may cause tho
same trouble. Mold around tho doors
and against the wall Is the result of
poor construction of the silo which
allows air to enter. Nothing enn bo
done now to remedy the condition. At
tho next filling tlmo special care should
be taken to see that the corn contnlns
enough moisture nnd Uint It Is well
tramped. It Is always safest to reject
moldy Bllngo especially for horses and
sheep, although for cattle there seems
to be llttlo danger. C. n. Eckles,
chief of the division of dairy husband
ry, University Farm.
CROWD ATTACK
NEGRO TORTURER
Alleged Slayer of Two-Year-Old
Boy Rescued by Police
in Courtroom.
HEARS SORDID TALE
Angered by Story of How Negro Had
Mistreated Two Young Boys Mob
Seeks to Lynch Him at
Court Hearing.
Chicago. The sordid side of life Is
an overy-day story in the DesplnlneB
street police court.
One day recently, however, the
roomful of people who knew hard
knocks nnd havo been scared by mis
fortune listened, nppalled at the
frightfulness and horror of the tale
of how Roy Butler, twenty-six-yenr-old
negro, mistreated the two sons of
the woman with whom he was living,
killing one and torturing the other al
most to the point of death.
"Let's lynch him," was the whisper
that pnssod throughout the courtroom.
"I order you held to the grand Jury
on a charge of mayhem, bonds of
$50,000; a charge of Intent to mur
der, bonds $25,00W; cruelty to children,
bonds $2,000, and on n eaargc of mur
der without ball," suld Judgo Law
rence B. Jacobs nfter he had heard
the last of tho testimony.
It was the signal. Bough hands,
women, ns well as men, wrested But
ler from the control of the police.
Some sought to tear him limb from
limb; others to get him outside the
courtroom nnd away from the police.
The alarm reached the desk sergeant.
Lieut. William Murphy and every
available policeman rushed to the de
fense of law and order. Butler was
rescued and landed safely In a cell.
Tortured Infant to Death.
Butler lnvnded the home of Mrs.
Renn Coleman two years ago and
drove her husbnnd away. Harold
Coleman, two nnd n half, years old,
was killed by the brutality of Butler.
Negro Hcia ror Murder.
Butler and Mrs. Coleman fled from
Uie authorities, who sought the facts
of Harold's death.
Recently detective of the Warren
avenue station learned of -the torture
being Inflicted upon Harvey Coleman
by his supposed father. Hung up by
the thumbs for hours, boiling wnter
poured over his legs, and the blisters
pricked with a needle, wero frequent
happenings in the boy's life.
His mother was also held to the
grand Jury.
SERVE FIVE TIMES AS LONG
Prisoner, Who Refused Flve-Year
Term for Plea of Guilty, Is Glv
en 25 Years.
St. Louis, Mo. After refusing to en
ter n plea of guilty of a robbery
charge and receive a sentence of five
years, Humbert Costello, wns convict
ed by a Jury and sentenced to 25 years
In prison.
Costello told tho circuit attorney
that he would rather take life im-
prisonment from a Jury than five
yenrs on a plea of guilty.
Aged Woman Student.
Cincinnati. O. A woman of slxtv-
fivo years of age, for 15 years a stu
dent in high schools, has enrolled
again here. She will comnleto her
ncndomlc courue this year. Another stu
dent to enroll was a girt from Switzer
land, Ind., nnd still another wns a cirl
who completed her first year ten
years ago, and now she finds it possi
ble to complete her four-year course.
Father Kills Girl Eloper and Self.
Bryant, III. Angry becuuso his flf-
teen-yenr-old daughter eloped with a
thirty-seven-year-old man. Thomns
Felts shot nnd killed her nnd ther
committed suicide.
Cannot Write, but Raises Dollar Bills.
Lafayette. Ind. Wlillnm Harloss ,',
farmer, who cannot read or write, has
neen nrrested and sentenced tn rnm.
yenrs In prison for raising one-dollar
bills -to tens.
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