THE NEBRASKA ADVERTISER
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W. Vf. BANDKK8, F0bitar.
NEMAHA, NEBRASKA.
WHEN CURFEW RINGS.
When curfew rlncs there comes a volco
From out tho clouds of heaven,
In tones of lovlntr enro and polso,
At the closing hour of even;
Tho laborer has filled his hourn
Of toll In numbers well,
A call to rest for wearied powers,
When tho watchman cries: "AJl'a well."
But Is all well? Do old nnd young
Welcome, tho curfew chime,
That calls to rest with ready tongue,
In Joy and nenco sublime,
When a rising generation drcamn
Of bcnellts to come,
And tho lamp of hopo casts brightening
beams
On tho sanctity of homo?
An hour when dally strifes arc o'er,
When may bo laid aside
Tho thoughts of troubled hearts and sore.
Whero faith and hopo abide,
In patlonco waiting for tho tlmo
When tho hand of Clod may bring
A solace with tho overling chime,
When tho bells for curfew ring.
Tho futurot Ah, how bright It looUu
When young blood freely flows
In public Htreams or quiet nooks,
Of mingled Joys and woes,
As parents' care and filial lovo
Fly forth on angel wing,
From earth to realms of llfo abovo,
When tho bells for curfow ring.
Tears find an outlet In tho eyo
From an overflowing well
A fount of soul-Hfo rarely dry,
Of blissful charm and spell;
In ripples now, In torrents then,
From prophet, priest and ldug;
Allko In tender memories, when
Tho bells for curfew ring.
Clar kW. Ilryan, In Springfield (Mass.)
Jtopubtlcan.
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FvfCK FOO.TE
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(Copyright, 1804, by Mary Hallock Foote.
XI.
OUT OF THE QULCir.
It is safe lo Hiiy that it every ran
somed Christian in the Cocur d'Alcne
hud lived, according to the word thnt
we prcueh to thu heathen, as simply,
ns fenrf ully, us Wan pursued his timor
ous way by the glimmer of Iuh per
fumed joss-sticks, there would have
been no call for martini law. Yet Wan
wiih destined to lc one of tlio chosen
victims of thu labor question, his part
in which, ns a pfoloturinn, was little
more considered than that of the pony
in the doctor's corral.
It fell out ub the doctor had pre
dicted. The case of Mike and Dnrcic
had been postponed; it was not forgot
ten. There came ti moment, in that
hour of insanu victory, when it did
occur to some of the Dig Horn men that
there was a little job unfinished at the
mine. Ono or two of tliem who 'had
been concerned in the shooting on
Tuesday night were burning to avenge
thnt silly failure.
Thu trains were still running on tho
narrow gauge track between Gem nnd
thu mines of Big Horn gulch, but they
were in the hands of the strikers, and
carried chiefly armed men and muni
tions of murder. They brought the
posse of 50 men who had detailed them
selves for special duty nt thu mine.
Faltli witnessed this ill-omened ar
rival from tho second-story gallery,
where she was walking alone in thu
Htarlight, herftclf being unseen in tho
shadow of tho roof. She watched tho
movements of the menwith nnxlety.and
saw them in threatening consultation
with Abby. Even as she listened to tho
sound of their bodeful voices, her own
nitiiio was under discussion, and the
men wertfyproposing to put her to the
question concerning tho whereabouts
of the spy.
"Don't bother with her; it's time
wasted for nothing," Abby ndvlsed.
"She was nsing Wan about him her
self tlds morning, and Wan was sulky
and seared, and pretended he didn't
know. 'Hut I saw you going away
somewhe.ro with him,' snys she. That's
what she said; I heard her myself.
You bet he knows all there is td know I
You go find Wau."
Tho doctor also had witnessed the
ominous arrival, and was at that mo
ment in tho cellar, warning the refu
gees to be ready, and to hn-,0 out their
light in case it should be seen when
tho cellar door opened to ndmlt the
unhappy girl who was going with
them.
Darcie's heart wos in his mouth with
fear nnd joy, nnd Mike's blood was
bounding at the thought of the wild
night's ilight in the free, open dark
ness, nnd the deeds of daring he might
have occasion to display; for Mike hod
a warm Irish imagination, and he wns
ns vain of his valor as lie was sure of
it. The doctor had omitted to men
tion, ns a detnil of his plnn, thnt he
had not os yet presented tho snme to
Faith. He was deliberately conspir
ing with tho cruel circumstnncesthnt
beset tho girl to capture all her scruples
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at once; thcro was no other way but
to harden Ills heart against doubtB and
compunctions, and to put confidence
in the men lie had chosen in the place
of her natural protectors. Tho doc
tor was no bungling judge of male
character, and, in his opinion, n man
may be n young girl's natural protector
in other than the established way;
but the doctor was not yet a father.
As lie left the cellar, Ids ear was
shocked by a sound of pitiable screams
and hoarsu brutal cries, and, looking
across the gulch, he saw, us in a vision
of the "Inferno," a wretched, struggling
figure haled along at tho end of a
rope, towed by n mnss of men, as fast
as they could go over the rough ground,
in the direction of thu secret tamaracks.
Tho person of the victim wns scarcely
distinguishable, but the doctor knew
it could be only the miserable Cliinit
inan; and a strange familiarity with
the fact crossed him, as if he had beheld
the shameful scene before in some mo
ment of prophetic consciousness, and
had always- known that such would be
the end of Wan.
In Hint horror-stricken moment
Faith had flown to her fnther, forget
ful of the breach between them, and
confident of his protection for the
wretched Wan. She could not yet
count him as untight, or quite believe,
for all the doctor's unrelenting sum
ming up of fucts that were sadly in
evidence, what "a king of slircds and
patches" wus the manager of the Big
Horn.
At this after-dinner hour he wns
usually clothed on with his evening
liquor, and incommunicable to the
pitch of surliness. It was thus that she
found him. He had risen from his
chair, and was moving with circum
spection from the table to the side
board, when his daughter's excited en
trance startled him. He let fall the key
which lie held that very precious
duplicate key of the sideboard closet
where his liquors and brandies were
kept, the possession of which lie had
thus fur been able to conceal from the
vigilant Abby. As it slipped from ids
fat, smooth, shaking fingers, all that
was left of his intelligence groveled
ufter It upon the floor.
"Father, fathur!" cried Faith, rush
ing upon him. "Come, come with me!
Oh, roiiMi up, dot Como out, nnd stop
this fearful thing!"
Seeing no hope of comprehension in
Ills glassy, floating eyes, which tried to
fix hers with a reprehoiusive frown, slio
seized him and shook him passionate
ly, trying to awaken in that dead heart
some spark of warmth from the indig
nation that burned in her own.
"Will you listen to that poor tiling
begging for his life! Do you want to
have your people murdered!"
But the late Mr. Bingham simply
stared, working his empty fingers,
feeling for the lost key; Ids mind was
concentrated solely on that interrupted
journey to the sldebrond.
"JCoep 'way don' talk slio lou';
where 'shit? Only key I got. Abby fin'
she I wlia' sh'll I do?" he whim
pered. "Oh, oh!" shuddered the girl.
Mr. Bingham groped for the chair lie
had imprudently forsaken nnd seated
himself majestically upon the arm. The
heavy chair tipped with ids weight
Faith helped him to regain his fceat.
She stooped to scarcli for ids key, dash
ing the tears from her eyes.
"Here it Is, poor father," she said,
putting the key back into his hand.
"There; have you got it? Let me put
it into your pocket. See, you will lose
it again."
It was nil that lie cared for; so let
him have it and find ills way to the
sideboard nnd so out of the world.where
he was no longer of any use. Faith
could not have reasoned in this cold
blooded fashion; she acted on the im
pulse simply to do one little thing for
him that he wanted done before she
left him. If not that night, yet she
must leave him soon; she could not af
ford to be harsh with what was already
n memory, a grave.
There was yet one man in ills senses
in that distracted place whose courage
and humnnity could be counted on; the
doctor', Faltli knew, hnd returned to the
mine. Hut ns she flew to seek him at
his office he was on his way to her,
and thus they missed each other by con
trary paths in tho dark.
The office was locked. Faith beat
upon the door with bare hands, but got
no answer. Then she ran around to the
kitchen door, which stood open, show
ing it light burning in an empty house.
The doctor could not be fur away,
she thought, and, stepping inside, she
stood on the plntform nnd shrieked:
"Oh, doctor, doctor!" in n voice of an
guish which brought, not the doctor,
but Darcie Hamilton out of the cellar,
where her piercing cry hnd reached him.
He sprang to her side and put his good
aVm around her as the simplest way
of answering that there he was if she
needed him.
"What do you want of the doctor?
What has happened? Dear, what Is this
horror In your face?" '
"I thought you wero gone," she said,
"days ngo!" She hnd forgotten that
it was only the night before thnt lie
had left her father's house; it seemed as
if it might have been years.
"We are going to-night," he an
swered. "Have you not seen the doe
tor?" "No, no; I cannot find him. They
nre doing something dreadful to Wan,
to make him tell where you are and
they arc not done with him. I must
find the doctorl"
"They nro dono with him," said Dar
cle, listening. "Hark! it's all quiet
up the gulch."
"What do you mean? He is dead?"
"He hns told."
"Wlinti Docs he know?"
"Why, it wns hu who brought mo
here. He'll tell, you know, if that will
save him," Darcie explained.
Thu shock of tills discovery, and its
self-evident consequences, left the poor
girl no strength wherewith to "coun
terfeit" any longer, for pride's sake.
It was the simple truth that Darcie
read in her face as their sad eyes met,
in the sincerity of a moment that
might lie their last on earth together.
"CJo this instant! Why do you stay
here? Oh, mercy! uhere ennhe go?"
Slio tried to puhh him from her,
while hu held her in a drenm, hardly
daring to believe hnt her pale fnce
told him.
"Wo wero waiting for you, Faith
dear. The doctor snld you were to go
with us; but 1 said you would never
go with me. Hut would you go?" he
implored.
Here Mike's double bnsg interrupted,
lnmenting In a suppressed roar:
"Muslin, muslin! the doctJier has not
towld her a word I"
"If it's about my going don't sny an
other wprd," pleaded Faith. "1
wouldn't go for all the world. I should
only keep you back. You'd have no
clinncc nt all with me along."
"And do you think that 1 nm going if
you stay here?" said Dnrcic, half beside
himself with joy.
"IJut there's no danger here for me."
"It would be parting soul and body,"
he said.
"Ye'll not keep soul an' body long to
gether av ye stay," said Mike.
"You break my heart," Faith cried,
distractedly. "Those men will have no
pity and you hnvc none to refuse me
this one chnncc for your life. Once
more, will you go?" '
"Arrah, here comes the docthcr! IIe'3
the man we want," said Mike.
It was the doctor, in a panting hurry,
hnlf choked for breath.
"Well, young woman!. So here you
are, and I've been all over the country
looking for you. Well, boys, have you
got this thing all fixed?"
"It's bechune her an' him," snid Mike,
in despair. "She'll not go for fear she'd
,i"
It brought not tho doctor, but Dnrclo Hamilton
out of tfco collar.
delay us, an' he'll not go an' l'nve her,
an' I'll not shtir wiuout him; an' there
ye have it a caucus av fools if iver
there was one!"
"Tut, tut! what a waste of time! If
she won't go, she won't, and there's an
end of that. Your! legs are your best
friends now, boys.) Get in there; nil
ashoru that's going,
"Come, Dnrcic, dqn't mnke this kick
now, and ruin everything. I know it's
hard," the doctor whispered, with his
hand on Dnrcie's shoulder, "but, Lord!
man, you're not the only friend she's
got! Trust me, wd'll get her safe out
of this; they don't exterminate the girls.
I'll bet you $50 you cross the lake with
her to-morrow nigllt. How's that? Do
you want any better chance than that
lo plead for your sfns? Give her a kiss
now, and get alon? with you! They
are headed down he gulch," said the
doctor to Mike. "In about five minutes
you can break cocr. I'll delay them
all I can."
THE EXPULSION.
Mr. Bingham wa very weary of his
paternal joys. If a1 selfish motive hnd
been nt the bottom of ills sudden late
demand for his daughter's society in
the west; if ho had fancied that it would
Impart a. trifling zest to his jaded ex
istence to have yoiltli and beauty near
him, and increase Ids popularity with
his brother mine-owners nt a critical
time, ho had been properly disappoint
ed in the sequel. The cloud of suspi
cion that rested on the mine had never
lifted; the time had not been suited
to nn exchange of hospitalities, even
with a beautiful young dnughtcr to be
introduced to the society of the camps;
and all tho brightness Faith had
brought with her to the Big Horn, nnd
that promise of adaptability that her
father had welcomed In her, had been
extinguished undcrthe burden of him
self and his elderly failings which she
had taken upon her virgin conscience.
It was simply keeping a recording an
gel in the house for his sole and per
sonal benefit; one who wept, perhaps,
but never "dropped a teor" upon the
pngc where her father's slips were un
falteringly set down. Tho grief of his
angel had never interfered with the
strictness of her record. It was pre-
.4V . yl'l't .1, ,
posterous! Ho smiled with sardonic
enjoyment of tho joke thnt he was to
be reformed, nt his time of life, accord
ing to tho "mniden nunt" school of
training. Hut it was also a beastly an
noynncc; it sent him often to the so
ciety of those familiars which he kept
under lock and key in his sideboard
closet. With his daughter presiding,
conscience-wise, over personal habits,
and with Darcie Hamilton investigat
ing his business management, it was
no wonder that a frail-minded old gen
tleman, with a rather darkling record,
should hnvc gone oil' somewhat in his
temper. Heaven nnd earth! was he to
be baited by children?
Ho hnd snid to Fnitli that she could
not go, without extraordinary precau
tions for her safety, in the excited stnte
of feeling nt the mines; but this had
been merely for the purpose of re
minding her that slio was not quite mis
tress of the situation free to repudiate
her father, and depart from him when
ever lie should have paid for her ticket
eastward. As a fnct, she wns nob hnlf
so anxious lo go as was he to have her;
he did not desire her presence in his
house, either ns monitor or ns witness,
any longer. She hnd seen, too much
nlrcndy, considering her general intelli
gence and her uncompromising wny of
looking at things. She must go back
to the cast, where in a short time such
frank incidents as the ordeal of Wan
nnd tho ambushing of Dnrcic Hamilton
in the tamaracks would appear to her
nc incredible as tho nightmare visions
of n fever. And that slio might not
unwisely recall her visions in speech,
hu had, in that last painful interview
in the library, taken measures to make
her very tired of the subject of Darcie
Hamilton. On this point at least he
was easy.
As to Darcie, that young gentleman
had been vastly busy at the mnunger'n
expense; lie had formulated some dnn
gerous discoveries; incidentally lie
had made rapid lovu to ills dnughtcr.
Between business and pleasure ho hnd
been going very much at large. But
he hud been careless, as the too sure
footed are apt to be. If the Big Horn
directors chose to send their younger
sons masquerading as honest miners,
into the Coeur d'Alcne, they must post
them better upon tho local institutions.
"Monkeying with the buzz-saw" was
pastime for children compared with a
conflict of opinions with the Miners
union in the summer of 1S92. Mr.
Bingham proposed to shift his personnl
responsibilities frankly upon the union.
If Darcie should never reach London
with his verbal report (the documents
were in Mr. Bingham's hands), nnd an
international correspondence, tran
scending questions of business, should
ensue, the manager was prepared to
wash his own hands, nnd to point to
the guns in the hands of his irrepress
ible allies of tho union. Tho trndc
unions have thus suffered always, and
ever will suffer most, at the hands of
their so-called friends.
And now wo come to tho last scene
before tho close of tho war tho de
portation of tho "scabs," including a
few non-combatants, among whom wns
Faith. Ilceording angels, recorders of
tho truth of any sort, were not in de
mand at thnt time in the Coeur
d'Alcne; the victors proposed to record
matters to suit themselves.
to nn CONTINUED.
An ExtciiHlvo Library.
There wns once in a certain part of
India such a voluminous library that
1,000 camels were required for its trans
port, and 100 Brahmins paid for its
care. The king felt no inclination to
wade through this heap of learning
himself, and ordered his well-fed and
well-paid librarians to furnish him
with extracts for his private use. They
set to work, and in 20 years' time pro
duced a nice little encyclopedia which
might easily have been carried by HO
camels. But the monarch found it still
too lnrgc nnd hnd not the pntience to
read even the preface. The indefati
gable Brahmins began afresh with
their labors and reduced the library
eo grently that a single ass could carry
it comfortably, but the king's dislike
for reading had increased with age, and
he was still dissatisfied. So finally his
servants wrote on a leaf: "The quin
tessence of all science consists in the
little word 'perhaps.' Three expres
sions contain the history of mankind:
They were born, they suffered, nnd
they died.' Love only whnt is good nnd
practice what you love. Believe only
whnt is true, and don't mention nil'
thnt you believe." Detroit Free Press.
, Natural MlHuk.
Defective vision, n "mannish" cos
tume nnd nn ambiguous name these
were the elements of n recent bit of
social comedy.
"Mr. Brownsonby," said the host at
an evening reception, presenting to the
principal guest a rather strong-minded
young woman who wore n collar, neck
tie nnd shirt-Trout of decidedly mas
culine nppearnce, "let me introduce
Miss Terhune."
Mr. Brownsonby, who was somewhnt
near-sighted, turned to acknowledge
tiiu introduction.
"Ah, Mr. Hune!" he snld, extending
Ills hand cordially. "Glad to see you,
sir." Youth's Companion.
NoorNNiiry l'recmitlon.
"Now, Charles, let us make u list of
your debts,"
"One moment, dear uncle, till I hnvc
filled up your inkstand." Tlt-DUs.
PUERTO RICAN NATIVES.
Tfccr Are a Hnrd-WorlclnR Pcopl
ami Hnvc n Clmrmlnjg
' I'eroiinllty.
The personality of the Tucrto Hlcan
is a very charming one. Generations,
of ill trentraent have developed in them
a patient resignation which hns about.
it nothing of .cowardice. Even now,,
with liberty within grasp, nothing is
heard of recrimination, and none will
be practiced. The same hospitality will
be offered to the Spaninrd as to other
nations, and that hospitality is pro
verbial. The social life of the cities is identical
with that of most ull other tropical-Spanish-American
countries. The
mass, in the cool of the morning, nt
which it is to be feared religious,
thoughts are not the only ones which
fill the heads of the youths of both
sexes; the retreat after sundown,
where slim-waistcd, dninty scnoritns.
glide np and down the plnzn to tho
sound of a fine military band; hhoppingr
by gaslight, which develops into u se
ries of skirmishes between buyer nncl
assistant, denr to the heart of the fair
sex, and an occasional ball at the cap
tain general's palace, where costumes
may be seen which have theundcninblo
ptamp of Hue do la Paix, and faces,
which have a beauty which is at onco
touching nnd enchanting. Smull fea
tures, large, blnck, lustrous eyes and
perfect oval outlines make the criolhv
n distinct improvement on the sensual
faced Spanish woman, and she is of
more refined instincts and gentler dis
position. As mothers they arc unex
celled, nnd literally sacrifice themselves
for the welfare of their children. Tho
capital, San Juan, being the sent of
government, is, of course, the social
center, while Fonce is commercially of",
more importance and is of more mod
ern construction and advanced ideas.
A visit to the rural districts intro
duces us to n class of peasantry ground
down by unjust taxation. Living in a
hut constructed of palm branches
thatched with palm leaves, his only
clothing n cotton duck suit from tho
Ncw Englnnd looms, nnd surrounded
by n numerous family, usually in a
state of nature, he passes his day
working in his patch of corn or sugar
cane nnd his evenings dancing the nn
tivo dnnzas to the sound of the guiro.
and tipple. He enn neither read nor
write, and has not the facilities af
forded him for lenrning to do so; and
knows our country only by the dried,
fish and rice it sends him for his coif
sumption. His bete noir is the Spnnish
civil guard, who patrol the country in.
mounted pairs, and whos-e bonst is thnt
they never bring in a prisoner alive.
He pays direct tax to the government
In the form of impucsto territorial, or
assessment on the value of his farm,
and the ceduln, or internal passport;
and it'hns been stnted that these tnxca
amount to about CO per cent, of his net
income. But he is ready for emancipa
tion, nnd, when educated, will proven,
valuable and law-abiding citizen. N.
Y. Independent.
CiiMtllluii Ciiitlnc.
The commercial exodus to Cuba i3
apt to result in familiarizing Ameri
cans with bona fide Spanish cooking,
something seldom seen in this coun
try. Oil nnd pepper are the two things
thnt especially characterize tho Cns
tilinn cuisine. One of the favorite
dishes in Cuba is "tnsajo." which is.
simply dried meat, cooked with toma
toes, red peppers and onions. "Tripa
a la Andnluza" is another preparation
frequently seen. As the name indi
cates, the basis is boiled tripe, which
is cooked with beans and potatoes,
and always served with the small red'
Spanish sausage known as "butnfnrra
Cntalina." A similar sausage, only
black, is known ns "butafarra Astori
ana." "Chile con enrne," which every
body eats, is nothing more thnn n
thick stew of beef (carne) and beans
seasoncd with chiles. Spanish "tor
tillas" arc corn enkes flavored with
red peppers, and differ irom the Mexi
can tortilla in thnt the intter, when
properly made, are rolled in chopped"
vegetables. A salad, n in Espanoia, is.
prepared of lettuce and celery, with a
few sliced tomatoes and peppers.
Served with French dressing it is very
good. The Spnnish soups nre as a rule
a little too heavy for the Americans
taste, which runs more toward tho'
consomme. They are thick decoc
tions, full of vegetables, and look:
frightfully greasy. Soup, however,,
does not hnvc the important roler
nmong the Spnninrds Unit it plays in
French domestic economy, nnd is an
nrticle of secondary importance. The
dishes nnmed nre pretty apt to appear
ero long on home menus, nnd it is in
teresting to know in advance what,
they are composed of. Jf. O. Times
Democrat. Knew the (Imitation.
"In the spring," he quoted, "a young
man's fancy lightly turns to"
"How I wish it were spring," she in
terrupted. When the conditions nre just right
it is sometimes possible for a young
man's fancy to turn lightly in tho
autumn disc, nnd he succeeded in dem
onstrating that fact to her satisfac
tion. Chicago Post.
Iuiioriincc.
No mnn need be ignorant to-day un
less he pleads the bankruptcy act and
frankly admits he is too stupid to
learn. Kev. S. P. Cadmun.
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