The Nebraska advertiser. (Nemaha City, Neb.) 18??-1909, June 24, 1892, Image 3

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W. W. SANDEWS. Publlshor.
Out from the harbor of youth's ttny
There tend tho path of plousuros
WIth.cftgur steps no rnlk Hint way
To brim Joy's largest measure.
Uut when with morn's departing beam
Goes youth's Inst precious minute,
"Wo High " 'twas but n fevorod dream
Thero's nothing Iji It."
' Then on our vision dawns tifar
Tho tronl of glory, Rlcumlng
Like fotncgrtitt radiant, iblur star,
Ami scum lonplrw, dreaming.
Forgot tiiK all things It ft behind,
Wo strain ench ncno to win It,
Hut when 'tis ours nluHl wo llml
Them's nothing In It.
Wo turn our sail, reluctant gazo
Upon tho imth of duty:
' Its larren, uuluvltltiK ways
Ato void of bloom nnd bmuty.
Yet In Unit road, though dark nnd cold,
It seems iw c btgln It,
As wo presa on lot wo behold
There's tlonienln t.
Kiln V. Wilcox, In Ladles' Homo Journal.
But Not Forsaken
ICopyrlfeht, 185a, by A. N. KollogR Newspaper Co.
"All, sir, yon have taken a load oft"
my mind. Now hear my story. My
naino Is Aaron Gore. I was born on
Sir Harry's estate, played with him
when ti boy, served him as a man, and
traitorously bold him to his encmien,
when he had none near him but my
.self in whom to put his trust.''
Heads of agony stood on the man's
"brow, sis lie uttered these words.
"You sec, sir," ho continued, "it all
came about of tho doings of Capt.
l'rank Archer."
"Frank Archer! Who is ho?"
"Sometimes I think he is only si man
like the rest of us, but at other times 1
believe he is a devil in human shape,
for surely no fiend could have wrought
more mischief than he hits clone. lie
has been at the bottom of all my
misery. If ho were to show himself in
this room I do not know that 1 dare tell
you vhat has linppencd."
"Well, he h v.ot here and should not
barm you if lie were. Speak out, man,"
Arthur said, impatiently.
"Yes I must be quick," the man
groaned. "I feel already weaker,"
then, evidently nerving himself for tho
supivni" effort, he poured forth his
story of crime in hurried words, some
times unintelligible, but conveying to
his breathless listener its full meaning.
"I must write this down, if I can only
find means ti do so, and you must sign
it," Arthur said, when he had finished.
Aaron Gore's reply was to the point:
"You will find several lead pencils
with the package of papers under my
pillow, sir."
"Ah. yes, hove they are. Now you
lie back and rest, whilst I write your
And this is what Arther Dunbar
wrote, casting every now and then an
.anxious glance at the sick man, who
lay watching his pencil as it moved
rapidly over the paper:
"I, Aaron Gore, believing myself on
the point of death, do make the follow
ing statement, which I solemnly de
Olare to be true: That I was in tho serv
ice of Sir Harry Grahame as valet when
that gentleman was taken sick of the
fever at Kistmun, iu India, during the
aai:ox noun's btatmikxt.
parly part of January of last year; that
there was also in attendance on the
isick baronet his friend, Capt. Frank
Archer; that Sir Harry Grahame had
prepared a will leaving the greater
part of his fortune to Miss Kate Gra
hame, his adopted daughter; that I
entered into conspiracy with Capt.
Frank Archer to prevent the accom
plishment of this act; that Capt. Archer
induced mo to aid him in this fraud by
a bribe- of one hundred pounds and a
promise, of a thousand pounds if our
scheme proved successful; that, in
pursuance, of this plan, a groom in
-Sir Harry's service who lay on the
point "of death stricken with a fever
contracted at tho same time ns his
master, on a hunting expedition in the
jungles, was palmed off on the doctor
-of the Forty-seventh regiment as tho
.buvou'et; that this doctor cave the ccr-
tiil V . f en-Jso of death and burial H r
tnit, full v bi'lK'Ming that tho dead mn.'t
j was Sir Harry Grahame; that the .1ek
baromt was carried by ub to tho sea
cotuit and shipped in charge of Capt.
Archer to Colombo, whence he was re
moved to the interior of Ceylon; that I,
acting nude orders of Capt. Archer, re
mained at Kistmun iu charge of tho
supposed deceased baronet's effects;
that I received n telegram from John
Colburn, an attorney in London, who
was also in the conspiracy, ordering mo
to proceed at once to Colombo, where I
should find instructions how to reach
Capt. Archer in Ids retreat; that I was
to make my way to him and warn him
that two men had left England with the
purpose of discovering tho whereabouts
of the baronet, whom they believed to
be still alive; that 1 sailed for Colombo,
found a sealed packet of instructions
there, prepared for such an emergency;
that I started on my journey in charge
of Aslmu Ghooli, son of the chief of a
village under whose protection Archer
was living; that we reached the end of
our passage along the Quagla river, unci
sent a war-canoe down tho si ream witli
instructions to take prisoners any Eu
ropeans thoj- might meet, and remain
on guard at u given spot until they
were notified to leturn; that on Under
taking the journey across the wilder
ness 1 was seized with the jungle fever,
of which 1 am now dy'ini; and that I
heartily repent of my wickedness, and
implode flie forgiveness of my wronged
master, whoT,e release, 1 humbly pray
God. may be speedily accomplished."
The dying man signed this irregular
document with feeble hand, for the cur
rent of his life was fast ebbing.
"You quite understand that I am go
ing to use your papers' and charts?"
Dunbar tusked.
an bvki.ksm kiii'.m.
There were strange doings in that
chamber in the woods, Arthur Dunbar
thought, when he awoke the morning
after Aaron Gore's Untimely end; for
how could the corpse have been re
moved without his awakening'.1 And
where had the Cingalese girl betaken
herself? Yes, he was alone: and the
object of his sudden desertion filled him
with surprise. That his young nurse
had left him for good was self-apparent,
for -die had tied the dog by u piece of
cord to the root of a tree at the entrance
of the rude apartment
lb; was half glad to be alone, yet re
gretful that the opportunity had been
denied him of making her understand
how grateful he was for her tender
solicitude, especially when he saw that
to the last she had been mindful of his
interests; for his knapsack, rifle and
ammunition were placed ready to his
hand, and a skin bag lay beside them
filled with dried meat and the heavy,
sodden maize calces, which did duty for
bread in that region. All these prepar
ations .spoke lis plainly as words that
the unknown friends, who had been
playingspecial providence tohim, meant
him to take his immediate departure.
His first act was to examine the out
side of the dwelling which had so long
afforded him shelter. He found it to
be simply a cave in the solid rock,
partly natural, partly the work of man,
and doubtless one of the many little
temples of Huddha, abandoned as a
place of worship centuries a;'o, which
are to be found till over this interesting
country. His next task was to exam
ine Gore's papers, the most valuable of
which was a chart and a long descrip
tion of the country ho would have to
travel. From this it appeared that he
was even now within al'eW days' march
of the place where Capt. Frank Archer
bad carried the victim of his treachery.
This was described as a ruined city.
Arthur Dunbar had road enough to
know that there were hundreds of such
mysterious ruins scattered over the face
of Uu country, even in neighborhoods
now almost inaccessible cities of re
mote eras, displaying in their molder
ing fragments relics of a civilization far
in advance of the barbarian inhabitants
scattered over the miserable villages in
the present day.
Needless to relate Arthur's tramp
over the rough path through the woods,
of the risks lie ran and tho dangers he
Heboid him as he steps from the dark
shadows of the forest one moonlight
night into the broad expanse of a love
ly plain, and gazes awestruck at the
ruins of a city, once magnificent, whose
grandeur has vanished like a tide that
is told. The palaces have fallen, the
walls have tottered to their foundation,
the. leopatd crouches in the porch of the
temple, the owl roosts in its casements,
the jackal roams its deserted streets.
Only the great granite slubs of Huddha,
mocking time, stand perfect in their lone
ly grandeur. Gigantic idols, before whom
millions once bowed, vacantly stare at
the utter desolation. No man can say
what fate befell those hosts of heathens,
who, centuries before tho time of
Christ, tiod the streets of this onco fair
Arthur Dunbar gazed at the sight in
solemn awe; then, calling the dog to
his side, ho sought shelter under a
ruined gateway, to await tho dawn of
the day, which ho knew would be so
fateful to him.
His hours i precious sleep were
short. When tho blazing sun dawned,
he realized more fully .the beauty of his
surroundings. Ho was on the vergo of
a plain studded with beautiful trees,
among which the palm towered in
graceful majesty. Peacocks spread
tholr gaudy plumage as thoy strutted
over the grco'n turf, pelicans floated
like lUigo bulls of snow in theair, and
I great w lute Innd cntn.. 1 st v 1 , ,titi a,
though they were carved in marble,
lint hark; the gurgling, sweet, .oft
sounds of the bulbul and the crooning
melody of tho jungle partridge.
Hut Dunbar's spirit was too vexed for
li im to revel in the glory of beautiful
scenery; for he fully realised the dan
gers of his position.
Keeping tinder the fbadows of the
crumbling walls, ho threaded his way
through the labyrinth of ruins, his dog
well at heel, and every sense acute for
a coming porll; but the only things
which startled him were the huge liz
ards which scuttled away to their lairs
in tho rocks. As for the birds and
monkeys, they paid no attention to him,
for most of them were sacred animals
among the natives and utterly indiffer
ent to the approach of man's footsteps.
No sign of human habitation among
these dismantled halls. Ah, yes tho
scene bursts upon him with startling
suddenness an open clearing, a spa
cious wooden house with a broad veran
dah, a well built bungalow, in fact, and,
. ffM 1 -isSvir-r'
'5B- JW.Sfe."-
sitting on a rocking chair, a man, while
another stands beside him rillo in hand
and evidently equipped for a hunting
expedition and, both Europeans.
llefore he can stay him, the dog has
Rprung from his side and is fawningly
caressing the man reclining on the chair,
literally bowling in the ocstaey of his
joy at the meeting.
llefore Dunbar can spring behind the
friendly shelter of a rock, the man with
the rifle advances and challenges him.
At a glance Dunbar assured himself
that tho tall, erect, handsome man of
Ufty approaching him was the redoubt
able Frank Archer, and ho had shrewd
suspicions that the one in the chair was
Sir Harry Grahame.
The young American had no time to
prepare a story sujtablo to the occa
sion, thrust as he was by accident into
the heat of the adventure; and it was
very creditable to his natural courage
and peace of mind that he advanced
without a tremor on his handsome
countenance nay, even with a smile.
"I presume I have the honor o'f ad
dressing Capt. Archer?" he asked.
"tVhat do you want with Capt.
Archer?" was the stern response, neither
denying nor admitting the identity.
"Some papers belonging to him have
accidentally fallen into my possession,
and I have come a tedious journey to
restore them to him."
"That is very kind of you. May I
ask, sir, how you came by these docu
ments? My name is Archer, and they
are doubtless mine."
"15y the oddest accident that ever be
fell me," Dunbar said, frankly. "I
have been on a shooting expedition up
the country. Coming down tho lake I
was attracted by a stream that led in
land, and following its course reached
a place in the woods where 1 could
land. Here 1 was abandoned by my
coolies, and had a rough time of it.
Chance led me to a deserted temple,
where 1 found a white man lying in
the agonies of death. He had just
time to give me the papers he was car
rying to you and extort 11 promise from
me that I would deliver them to you
when he breathed his last. Voila tout!
I am here!"
"You said, sir, I think, that you were
coming thncii tho hike, when this hap
pened?" Dunbar saw in a moment the impor
tance of the question, and resolved on
"What I said I meant," ho replied
sternly, "but, had I known that my
exertions would be so little appreciated,
His boldness disarmed suspicion.
"Nay, my dear sir, do not feel disap
pointed at your reception. I have rea
son to know that persons were coining
tip the river, whose motives were not
as friendly as yours. You have done
me a great service by bringing me these
papers, and another by affording me
the opportunity of welcoming a coun
tryman to these wilds, where white vis
itors are as rare as they are highly
esteemed. Pray, let ine take you to
your quarters "
Dunbar expressed his thanks without
faltering, though he felt there was a
something under the courteous manner
and high-bred politeness of Ills host
which would quickly rise to the sur
face if his real intentions weru once
fathomed a. case of tho velvet glove
lined with a coat of mail.
"Jly tho bye," said Archer, as ho led
him toward the bungalow, "I must pro
pare yon for a little unpleasant experi
ence the gentleman you soo sitting on
tho verandah you would not tako him
for a lunatic, now, would, you?"
"Indeed, I would not," Arthur re
died, gazinir with Interest oa the hand-
S3 !?f
"l " fC57V I I if-'
ft'im.' tlu " ''' wa' l attire s of the In
valid, who " ' frtlh.g the dog
"Yet ho is m,K' " March hare, as
they miv not l'Kerously insane, but
crotchety. Why, ,u-v (',,,ir follow. It is
for his Hake that ' nm 1,0,': fo'' Hiy
said that the uUmaK,Hn1 tlmt ort of
tiling 'night have a bet. I'Helal effect on
him fact, I assure you."
"You are generosity lu'lf. Capt.
Archer; now, what Is tho form ' your
friend's malady?"
"Hysteria and tricks of tho iningvm
1 ion supposes himself to be persons o.f
consequence once he had tho Idea that
he was the duke of Wellington; now I
think his pet Illusion is that he is Sir
Harry Grahame, tho hero of the In
dian mutiny."
"All, how sad; but I havu met with
hundreds of such cases."
"Yes, sad indeed, for tho poor fellow
Is still in tho prime of life. And now,
let me warn you. Wo humor tlieso
little tricks of the imagination."
"Of course I understand."
"So that it would bo kind of you to
carry on the deception."
"Certainly. I will bo discreet,"
"Occasionally ho breaks out, In
whii'h case 1 have a reserve eff brute
force in the shape of a stout English
man, once a trooper in my regiment,
who has strength enough to inuiiugo
"Yon did not tell me tho name of your
invalid, Capt. Archer1'"
"No! And for family reasons I do
not euro to do so. With us he goes by
the name of the particular hero with
whom lie for the tlmo being is identify
ing himself."
"As Sir Harry Grahame.for instance?"
"Exactly. Now let me introduce you.
T5y what name, by tho bye?"
Arthur Dunbar dashed boldly at a
pseudonyim r -r-r,
'Arthur John Arthur," hosaithwith-
'cnit'ti- blushr -
"One of the Artlyin oM)wbybir?JJ.
"Then, by Jove, I know one of your
kinsmen- Tiers Calvcrly Arthur, of the
Queen's Hays as gay a. lad as ever
crossed a horse or threw a main of
"All, poor Piers!" Dunbar sighed,
"Yes, poor beggar, ho went to tho
dogs lock, stock- and barrel, but ho
was a good sort beforu he got into the
hands of the Jews."
Then followed the Introduction totliu
baronet, who acknowledged the cere
mony with a vacant stare, and betook
himself again to stroking the dog's head,
which the loving creature had rested on
his knee, his brown eyes ieoring into
his master's face with an intensity
which was almost human in it, muto
Dunbar gladly accepted Capt. Archer's
invitation to spend a few days under his
hospitable roof, his host assuring him
that.there was an abundance of game
in the neighborhood, mid thai he would
eventually send him on his way towards
Colombo. To tell the truth, Capt.
Archer was rather glad of tho young
man's visit; first it relieved
the monotony of the dull life he led,
and secondly because it would be a
good card to play to send a young man
of high family back to civilization with
the report that tho European gentle
man ossumingto be Sir Harry Grahame
was merely a harmless lunatic undrr
the kind care of friends who sacrificed
their own comfort to give him tho ben
eflt of a residence in a climate peculiar'
ly adapted for his particular malady.
One glance at Joe llradley, tho re
served brute force, tho power behind
the throne, aviis enough to convincu
Dunbar that he was a villain of the
lowest type of human degradation,
whose only redeeming quality was a
blind love of ardent Spirits which lie
drank morning, noon and night, and
which kept him in a state of bemuddled
stupor. Two native servants completed
the menuge of this small establishment.
One thing that had puzzled Dunbar
was the absence of the hordes of Cinga
lese who were said to infest this region
largo villages of people living in a
state of semi-barbarism, stories of
whose ferocity and lawlessness had
reached his ears in Colombo, where
every one was eager to add his share to
tho terrible tales of their misdoings.
He had seen no sign of them; the coun
try appeared almost uninhabited, and
he came to tho conclusion that the in
formation which liiitl reached him had
been either exaggerated or was alto
gether false. Hut, on the second day
after his arrival, this pleasant delusion
was dispelled; for just as they were
about to start mi a hunting excursion
Capt. Archer received a message by a
runnor, wljich brought a cloud on his
brow and a torrent of strong words
from his lips.
io ni: coni'inuim).
riii;tr Oril.unriiU of lliii Ancients.
Very beautiful rings have boon hand
ed down to us. The Egyptian, of pure
gold, heavy but simple in design, and
some in glass and pottery; the llaby.
Ionian, cylindrical, cut from some hard
substance like crystal, and perforated
from end to end so that they could be
hung about the neck. Tho Egyptian
snake rings are more quaint and curi
ous than beautiful. The Greeks have
left us iron and gold rings of exquis
ite workmanship. One from' Etruria,
now in tho Ilrltis'h museum, has tho
hoop formed of the bodies of two li
ons, their paws supporting an engrav
ing of a lion in heraldic color.. Among
the llomnns iron rings wero worn,
save by ambassadors, senators and per
sons of high dctfrett. and Tiberius made
a property qualification fpr wearing
rings, -Casiell's Mugaziao.
Prince Ferdinand of Uulgarln has
a weakness lor ilrosslng-grownsand has
so many of them that when lie wants to
show his collection to a friend hln valet
resigns his place and goes away to
drown his sorrow in a gallon of kl'rch
wasser. Next to post cards, Mr. Oladstono
uses half-penny wrappers most exten-
slvelv. Tim in... .!.,.,! ,.4..j........ 1.J..1.
1 - -j -.... ...... I, unuiuiiia uiin-ii
. lie returns' to booksellers are always
s'nt in a half-penny wrapper with nee
ess.iry directions scrawled on the mar
gins of the book lists.
One of the latest recruits to tho
rank's of practical business-men in tho
Earl of ltunfurley, who has temporarily
forsaken his Jrlsh .'eat, Dungainum
Park, County Tyrone, and has pur
chased a large tract of land In the Ir
rigation Colony, utMildura, South Aus
tralia, where ho Intends to start as a.
fruit grower on a large scale.
Tho gavel wielded by the Oregon
department commander of tho Grand
Army of thu 15cpublio is a gruesome
relic of the murder of Gen. Can by and
Ilov. Dr. Thomas, the .Modoc peace
commissioners. The gavel Is of whtto
pine, and is made of a part of the gal
lows on which tho Modoc murderers
Capt, Jack, ltojdoii Charley, lUuuk Mini
and Kehonehin wero eveeuted.
The Literary society of Finland is
by far the most active, as It, is tho old
est soiiety of folk-lore In tho world.
It was established in order t
gather oral material as well as nuu
scrlpts relating to the arclueoloro' nd
linguistics of the race. Tb- varlotm
piecos of folk-lore now in manuscript
in tho library nmoimtH -0 more than
110,1)00 numbers. .'
'Chief Ya-rWa-Noh" Is tho tltlo
lt.iul .,.....1 n. r. o 1T,i,.t.tnf -f.i-tf 1V...1I f..
verse, tliovoontly-olected chief of tho
lJ'ntIons, the name signifying "Our
atelier." The duties of tho position
include attendance upon tho condo
lences and all publiocounclls. The cer
tificate of her election announced that
she was chosen on account of gratiludu
for her Interest in the Six Nations, by
the affection and love of the tribes.
Arthur P. Gorman, United States
senator from Maryland, was once ti
page in tho senate. When but a lad ho
was about to start west In quest of
fortune, when Senator Douglas said to
him: "Don't go. Slay at home and go
back to your slate, and make up your
mind that you will come back vlght
here in this chamber as its representa
tive in the United States senate. It is
not 11 very hard thing to do if you onco
set your mind on it."
Rubinstein's opera of "Moses,"
which is finished, will tako two nights
to perforin, four tableaux being pre
sented each night. The first four will
be the birth of Moses, the oppression of
the Israelites, and I'laroah; the so
journ of Moses in the wililcriii-nu and
the apparition of Jehovah In the burn
ing bush, and the departure of tho
Israelites from Egypt. The second
four will be the passage of the lied sea;
the giving of the Ten Commandments;
the sojourn iu the desert; the death of
Moses and the conquest of the IV sm
ised Iiiind.
S my tho "I've got our monthly
psalmody." Mrs. Sinythe "Our what?"
Sinythe "Our long meter from the gas
company." N. Y. Herald.
Fastleigli "So old Soak has joined
the city improvement society?'' Sharp
leigli "Why not? Hasn't he stayed up
at night to decorate this town for tho
last ten years?" N. Y. Tribune.
"What's your son Josiur dftln'?"
said a neighbor to Farmer Pegosh.
"Wall," was the reply, "he thinks he's
diggin' bait, but he's inakin' garden."
Washington Star.
Hicks "See those two ladies ovc
there. They seem to be enjoying them
selves hugely." Wicks "Yes; I won
der which of their dear friends tlicy.
are picking to pieces." Ilo.iton Tran
script. Ho Knew It. "Your arm is mis
placed, sir," said Amy, rebukingly, to
young Hunker, who had encircled her
waist. "Yes," replied the unabashed
young man; "it would not have been
placed there if you had not been a
miss." Detroit Fr6o Press.
Employer "Glad to sou you aro
uble to be here to-day, Tomkins." Tom
kins (sheepishly) "Yes, sir." Employer--"
I was afraid from tho way
you looked at the ball game when your
favorite nine wero defeated that you
wouldn't be able to get here." N.-Y.
Every Second Counts. Rivers
"You have a thuce-niinuto horse al
ready. 1 don't sec what you want of
one that can make it iu U: 10." Hanks
(of tho suburbs) "You don't! Why,
great Scott! Even with my thrce-niin-ute
horso I miss a train four or flvo
times a week!" Chicago Tribune.
Then and Now. Jones (in the hon
eymoon) "I can not imagine, wifey,
what is the matter with my razor. It
has an edge on It like a saw." .Mrs.
Jones (timidly) "Oh, darling, can you
forgive me? 1 cut off some hooks and
eyes from an old waist with that razor,
but it wasn't real sharp then." Jones
(quietly) D dearest, you must bo
careful. You might happen to cut off
one of your pretty little lingers." Ten
years later. Ji ncs (crossly) "S01110
infernal idiot has been tampering with
my razor." Mrs. Jones (icily) "It must
have bci.n yourself then, as no one ever
touches it but you." Detroit Free Prcha,