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NEMAHA,
- NEBRASKA '
FAME.
A man In tlio crowded city
Who longed, for a deathless name
.Strove late and started early,
And ns ho went nnd came
And left tho years behind,
Onoythought was In lilu mind
"Ftttnel" "Famcl" "Famel"
A man In a lonely cnbln
Found n tank to do one day
A mighty task that pleased hltn
And ho tolled as one at play
No thought of tho bauble fame
To the happy toller came,
As ho worked away.
A path was worn to the cabin
And men In hundreds came,
And they praised tho humblo toller
And heralded his name
Tho other mink unknown, '
And his last despairing moan
Was "Famcl" "Famol"
3. K. KIser, In Chicago Dally News.
iCopyrlclit, :3gS. by S. S. McClure.J
CIIAPTI311 VIII.- Continued.
Bowers' fnce showed his approval of
the mate's efforts and Tarbox was ap
parently convinced, for he shook hands
warmly with tho speaker nnd ex
claimed: "It's a lucky thing I met you. Dick
told me he had written to both the
Averys. They were old friends of his.
lie told mc to lpok out for them in
Dyea. Have you got the papers with
you?"
"That's what I have. Here they are,
.all shipshape and above board," replied
Itider ns he proceeded to extract them
from his belt.
"That's Dick Taylor's fist, the world
over," assented Tarbox as he examined
the letter. "I remember the day he
wrote that in our tent. We had just
found the first big nug "
He coughed to hide his confusion and
then ndded:
"It's all right, of course, but a man
lias to be careful. Once let the mob
lenow where we are nnd what we've
found and we'd be overrun in no time."
As luck would have it Hank Bowera
chose this instant, when Tarbox was
examining the papers, to throw a look
of ferocious triumph on the mate. Al
though neither of them noticed the fact,
Joe Tarbox raised his eyes just then,
and to a man of his tiliining nothing
more was needed to put him on his
guard.
He cast a keen look at Bowers, and as
if his scrutiny had been satisfactory, he
dropped his eyes again, but there was a
little hardening of the muscles about
his jaw, and with a careless twist o his
body he brought his weapon nearer his
hand.
He was too old a hand, however, to
make any outward sign of alarm, and
said, coolly:
"It's: ji pity you didn't pick up the oth
er Avery at Dyea. lie ought to be there
by this time."
"And how can we find yourpardner?"
asked Bowers.
"bo just as the letter says," replied
Tarbox. "Build a fire and he'll see the
smoke and come. The route is too
crooked to describe."
"How long afore you'll bu back with
the grubV We've got a good lot here,
Jmt you can't hev too much."
"It'll take me three days to get in
and two or three more to get what I
want. If 'I can't find horses T shall
have to go to Skaguay. 1 shan't be
back under a fortnight or three weeks
at the best."
After finishing his pipe, Tarbox plead
ed fatigue, and rolled himself up in his
blanket. But there was no bleep for
him that night. The sinister look on
Bowers' face had given him the clew he
wanted, and as he waited patiently for
daylight he muttered to himself:
"That was a close shawl There is
something wrong about that sailor, if
his company is anything to go by. If
this Bowers isn't the man I saw driven
out of doe Lad no's station for stealing,
then I'm mistaken. Dick will be all
right. They may make all the fires
they want to, and that's nil the good
it'll do them. 111 just bring back two
or three men of the right sort with me.
There's no other way."
At the first sign of daylight he was
r astir. A hasty meal was soon eaten,
and, shaking hands cordially with both
men, he said:
"Tell Dick I'll be back as soon as I
can. You can't miss the trail."
Then he struck out manfully on the
"back track to Dyea, leaving the plotters
standing in front of their tent, exult
ing. v CHAPTER IX.
'y JOINING FORCES,
' Tom and his party camped the first
night nbout. 30 miles from Dyca. The
next morning they were early astir and
continued' their journey. The young
ul&. Js. JWj- L
girl wasVoo full of life nnd spirits to
ride quietly nt licr father's side, nnd
Tom had several long clmts with her
in they wound their way along the
faintly-marked trail.
She confided to him that she did. not
remember her mother, who died when
she was very young. She had always
lived in Wisconsin with her father, nnd
wns nn only child. She refused to be
left behind 'on the present occasion, she
said, nnd it was very apparent she
ruled her father in most things.
In return Tom described his life nt
home, nnd the young girl listened with
breathless interest to the story of the
voyage nnd his adventure nt San Trail-
cisco
She was riding by his side late in the
afternoon when suddenly she pointed
to the summit of a hill not far ahead,
nnd exclaimed:
"Sec! There's a man coming this
way I"
She hnd scarcely spoken when the
second mate announced the same fact.
As for Tom, he would not have seen nn
army just at that time, for candor com
pels tiic statement that he was already
hopelessly in love with his fair com
panion, nnd paid but little nttentlou to
other things.
rive minutes later Joe Tarbox hnd
met llicm, nnd Tom nccostcd him nt
once with:
"How nrc you I Bound for Dyca?"
"That's just it," wns the response ns
the man ran his eyes rapidly over the
liberal outfit with an npprccintivc
glnnce. "Where might you be head
ing?" "We're going toward Fort Selkirk,"
said Tom.
"Going down the river to Dawson?"
"It's hard to tell where we'll fetch
up," replied the young man evasively.
"Did you meet anyone on this trail
lately?" asked Avery, pushing forward.
The man hesitated a moment, and
then said:
"Well, yes, I did meet two men yes
terday. Friends of yours?"
"What, were they like?" asked Tom.
"One was a tall chap that I think I've
seen at the river stations, and the other
was a sailor. He said he was, nnd he
looked it. He was stout built, with a
nose that looked ns if it wns broken
some time, lie "
"Obed Rider!"
"It's themnte!"
The exclamations broke simultane
ously from Tom nnd Green, while the
stranger looked nt them in surprise,
nnd added:
"That wasn't the name he gave me.
He said his name was Tom Scott."
"By thunder! We're on the right
course," shouted Green, while Tom
could only gasp:
"Tom Scott! That's my name!"
The man looked at them a moment
in blank astonishment, and then a light
evidently seemed to break on his mind,
for he turned and looked sharply at
Avery and asked:
"Will you tell me your name?"
"Certainly. My name is William
Avery."
The other man stepped uato him at
once and extended one of his hands,
palm downward, on the middlefinger of
which was a heavy gold ring with a cu
rious device in the back.
"If that is- your name, you can tell
me the history of this ring," he said,
looking Avery' full in the face.
"I surely ought to be able to," was
the reply, while the others looked on in
surprise at the little scene being en
acted so unexpectedly before them.
"I gave it to Dick Taylor in California
a good many years ago. You must be
the man he mentioned in his letter to
me. You are Joe Tarbox, or you
wouldn't have that ring."
"Right you are," was the hearty re
sponse, "and I'm mighty glad to see
jou. fan you vouch for these two
men? Is this really the Scott your"
brother mentioned in his will?"
"What do you know about his will?"
demanded Tom, blankly.
"Because I've seen it."
"Seen it! I was robbed of it in
'Fns-
co"
"The mate must have shown it to
him!" broke in Green. "I knew I was
right all the time!"
H'he questions now ilew thick and
fast and soon Tarbox was made aware
of the true state of affairs. Tom
showed him the identification he had
brought from San Francisco, which re
moved tho last lingering doubt, but
their now acquaintance wasdetermined
10 take no chances. He maintained a
discreet silence in regard to the mine
nnd its exact location, declaring that
until his partner had seen andneknowl
edged the party he was not atliberty to
reveal any of the secrets.
At length Avery said, abruptly.
"But you arc not going to Dyca now?
We have supplies enough here to feed
our party and you two besides for the
next year. You must come back with
us. Wo ought to hurry ns fast as we
can with those two scoundrels ahead
of us. They may catch Dick with tho
papers they've got. How can he tell
but what they arc all straight?"
Tnrbox chuckled grimly as he re
lolled: "They won't find him. You'll under
stand better when you get there. Dick
will know the tallest galoot the mo
ment he sets his eyes on him. We've
both seen him before. The sailorpicked
out just the man to queer him with
Dick. If it wasn't for that I might feel
a little bit uneasy, but it's all right, I
I tell you. Dick Taylor is no tenderfoot.
,, aJ'wHdhlfclilWiifc'itttf'tr-ri'yiTifri iidffri nfii 'iinm' 'i
We might as well camp' for the night, i
It'll soon be dark. If all this stuff Is
grub there's enough to feed the whole
Klondike country."
He wns firm in his refusnl to pro
ceed further that day, and. In fact, by
the time the londs hnd been removed
from the horses nnd the animnls enrod
for the sun hnd disappeared. The tents
were soon pitched nnd after supper
and n friendly chnt the entire party
stretched themselves on their rude
couches nnd were soon nslecp.
An enrly start wns made the follow
ing morning, nnd, three days later, ns
they reached the top of a long hill, Tar
box pointed to a white cliff a few miles
to the north nnd said:
"There is where the trail branch-
es oil to our place, us oniy anoui
25 or 30 miles then. "We'd better
push ahead nnd sec if we can't mnke it
before dark."
An hour later they reached the land
mark. Tom could not see any sign of
a trniL in tho direction In which Tnr
box turned his horse's head, but after n
moment the latter pointed to a spot
where the marks of hoofs were plainly
to be seen and said coolly:
"Our two friends managed to find
their way, I see."
He had not uttered a throat against
the men who had tried to deceive him,
but Tom felt certain there would be a
day of reckoning in the near future.
There wns nn nir of resolution nbout
their guide which is only gained by
contact with danger in its various
forms.
"Push the horses nlong," said Tnrbox.
"Wo shan't want nil of them after to
day. Mcbbc we shan't want them nt all.
We can't keep them where wc are go
ing." "But there s plenty of meat on their
bones," said Tom.
"Wc won't need it."
Tarbox was apparently determined
not to explain himself nnd the subject
was dropped. Mile after mile was rnp
idly traversed, for the country was
comparatively open, and even the pack
horses could trot at times. Still the
guide showed' no sign of pausing, and
at last the sun was dipping behind the
horizon. Then he suddenly turned to
the left around a huge bowlder toward
which they had been traveling for some
time, and the rest saw directly In front
of them the summits of two lofty hills,
the gorge between them being densely
wooded nbout half way up on either
side.
The tops were still crowned with
snow, upon which the setting sun shone 1
x
& ti
"Sec, there's a man corainc this wayl"
its crimson rays until they seemed
bathed in blood.
For some distance on the left of the
travelers extended a perpendicular dill'
fully a hundred feet high and accessible
only to the birds. On the right the
ascent was more gradual, but the trees
were very dense until thesuow line was
reached.
Tarbox led the way among the bowl
ders at the foot, of the clill' until he
came to an open spot. Then he dis
mounted and said:
"We are here. Now for a fire."
Tom was about to go for fuel, when
he saw Tarbox reach behind a rock and
bring out a handful of dry twigs and
moss1, which he soon ignited. When the
blaze shot up he covered it with damp
moss, and the result was a dense column
of smoke which went curling up the
face- of the cliff until it showed distinct
ly against the sky above.
The other men busied themselves with
the usual routine work of camping, but
Tarbox stood by the fire in silence for
fully ten minutes. An anxious look be
gan to appear on his face, but suddenly
lie gave a little-exclamation of relief as
a pebblestruckhimon the shoulder and
rebounded to the ground.
"I'll be back in a minute," he called
to Avery's daughter, who was nearest
to him. Then he disappeared behind
one of the rocks.
Like a shadow he glided along In the
gathering darkness, twisting and turn
ing without hesitation until he stopped
at a spot where the base of the clill'
was covered with scrub and moss. With
a hasty glance nbout him, as if to be
certain no one was watching him, ho
stooped and pulled aside a mass of
clinging creepers from the rock, reveal
ing a narrow opening some three feet
wide and extending upwards to an un
known height.
"All right, Dick," he whispered, softly,
and then came a rustling noise os a
man appeared from the dark cavity
and grasped his hand warmly.
i'i t wTi 1 1 1 i'i i ilniii inrfii i j. i ...wil AmtA
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VOJU .
CILAPTKR X.
RUN DOWN AT LAST.
"What brought you back so quick?"
said the newcomer, in a low tone. "1
wasn't, looking for any signal, nnd wns
just going to turn in when I happened
to sec the smoke. Who have you
brought with you?"
"One of the Averys is with me," was
the reply. "It's a long story, Dick. I
met him or. the way. Come and take a
peep nt him, and mnke sure. I haven't
told him anything that'll hurt us1, but
thero Is no doubt he is'thc right party.
Come on, but keep out of sight till you
arc sure."
As he spoke he retraced his steps to
the fire, the other following close be
hind him, xir. til he was able to peer cau
tiously around a rock nnd obtnin a good
look nt tho party. Then, with n shout,
he sprang forward nnd seized Avery',
hand, exclaiming:
"Bill, old mnn! Shake 1 Where's
John?"
Avery clncped hls hand warmly, but
did not reply for a moment, and the two
old friends silently noted the changes
which the years had made in each other.
Many had passed Blnce they met, and ns
they stood there, looking into ench
other's eyes, with the light from the
fire flickering upon their rugged
features, to each it seemed that they
were back in the old days, when their
blood was hotter than now, nnd their
hair innocent of the gray with which
both heads, were liberally sprinkled.
Taylor was- first, to' recover himself,
nnd he repeated:
"Whore is John ? Didn't he"
"Poor John is dead," interrupted tho
other, sadly. "He died on the ship he
was coming on from Boston nnd wns
buried nt ca. This young man saved
him from drowning, but he was hurt
internally when he fell overboard nnd
never got over it."
"John dead!"
That, was all, but the-hands of the two
men gripped harder for a moment, nnd
both understood. No words of sympa
thy could have conveyed more mean
ing. Tarbox now stepped forward nnd
made his partner acquainted with the
other members of the party. Then he
said: ,
"It's too dark to try to get up to the
camp to-night. We snail Have to stay
here till morning, Dick. There's a long
story to tell, and 1 wish we were safe
out of fright now. Have you seen any
smoke before?"
"Smoke? What do you mean? Who
would be doing that? All the- people
who know our signal arc here now."
"Not by n long sight, they ain't," was
the reply, as Tarbox tried to pierce the
darkness, about them, which was in
tense by this time.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, it's a long story, Dick. In the
first place, we might as well get a bite
of supper, and then Scott here will tell
you all about, his trip on the vessel and
what, happened to him. I'll finish the
yarn, and then you'll understand just
how the thing stands."
This was sound advice, and his part
ner made no objection, but he was burn
ing with impatience, and could hardl'
wait, till tho frugal repast, was swal
lowed. Then he exclaimed:
"Now, let's have the story. There's a
good deal depending on it. Come, Scott,
fire away."
Tom at once began a detailed account
of his acquaintance with the old miner,
and when he had concluded the story
Tarbox added his1 meeting with the two
men who had showed him the papers,
adding:
"If I'd ever suspected the truth, Dick,
I'd put a spoke in their wheel somehow.
One of them is that tall scnnip we saw
hustled out of Ladito's. I didn't recog
nize him at first, but when I saw him
tipping the. wink to the sailor on the
sly, 1 began to smell a rat."
"But. where arc i hey ?" burst ouf.Tay
lor, excitedly. "You say they were
ahead of us. Where are they now?"
"That's, what make's me uneasy," re
plied his partner. "We saw their 1 racks
back by the white cliff and they turned
oil' all right. We were too busy hurry
ing to look for them any more. I sup
pofro they have got oil' the track some
how, but if they should see our fire
there miyht be trouble. We must stand
a watch to-night. If we can get every
thing out of sig-ht before they get here
they'll ncwr be the wiser. They can't
find us in a hundred years."
His partner evidently shared his un
easiness, for he responded quickly:
"Perhaps they won't, but we mustn't
take any chances. I'll take the first
watch and you the second. We are
more used to this port of thing, you
know. We'll keep the fire down low.
It Isn't very cold."
TO Iin CONTINUED.!
Willi! He llenlly Snld.
"And you say the idiot of a teacher
told you that you had an extravagant
fool of a father?"
"That's what he meant."
"Hut what did ho say?"
"Ho said it was criminal folly to wasto
money on the education of such it
chump as J am." Cleveland Plain
Dealer.
Very StrnnKP InilriMl.
Yeast Wasn't that a Btrange lady I
saw you with to-day?
Crlmsonbcak Yes; n very strango
lady. That was my wife. Yonkcrs
Statesman.
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m nJiiii
JOHN H. GEAR DEAD.
Junior Senator from low IMoa Riiildonly
In WnOilnirton of Ilenrt Dlnoitio
llrlef Story of Ills I'urner.
Washington. July 10. United States
Senntor John II. Gear, of Iowa, died
at his nppartments in the Portland
nt 4:28 Saturday morning of heart
failure. He was In his usnal health
J. U. OK Alt.
up to 12:30 a. m., when he wnu at
tacked. Doctors were Immediately
summoned, but their efforts were un-
availing.
The. storr of ill 1,1 fe.
John Henry Gear, of Burlington, In.,
was born at Ithaca, N. Y., April 7, 1825,
whrro ho received a common school edu
cation. Ho removed to Galena, III., In
1KW and thenco to Fort Bnclllug, Iowa
territory, In 183S, and to Burlington In
1843, wlicro ho engaged In merchandising.
Ho wns elected mayor of Darlington In
1K03 nnd was a member of tho Iowu houso
of representatives of tho Fourteenth,
Fifteenth und Rlxtoenth general assem
blies of tho Btnte, serving an speaker
for tho laHt two terms. Ho was elected
governor of Iowa In 1S78-7U, and ngnln
In 18S0-S1. Ho wbh elected to tho Fiftieth
and Fifty-first congresses, but was de
feated for tho Fifty-second. During tho
administration of President Harrison ho
was assistant secretary of tho treasury.
Ho was elected to tho Fifty-third con
gress as a republican, on January 23.
1891, ho was elected a senator In congress
from tho state of Iowa for six years,
beginning March 4, 1S95. lie was re
elected last spring for n term of six
years.
MORE TROOPS NEEDED.
i
Blllltnry Men Tell tho AHNimlntnil l'msn
Tlittt I.nwton'n Kxtlliltttit of 100,000
Wiih Noon loo II gli.
Manila, July 12. (Correspondence
of the Associated Press). "More sol
diers" is tho demand which is coming
to Gen. MncArthur from every depart
ment of the islands. Itcccnt events
have worked to vindicate Ovn. Law
ton's judgment that 100,000 troops
would be needed to establish Ameri
can Hjvereignty over tho Philippines.
Until they attempted to hold prov
inces of 200,000 or 300,000 hostilcH with
a regiment or two tho American com
manders, hardly realized tho size of
the Philippine islands. Tho present
force hi not large enough to garrison
more than half the Important towns
and in some of the most important
islands, among them Ccbu, Pnnay,
Bamar, Leyte and the great Moham
medan empire of Mindanao, only tho
commercial ports are occupied. Tho
Moros are a cloud on the horizon.
The officers best acquainted with con
ditions in Mindanao und the Sulu is
lands tell tho Associated press corre
spondent that they consider serious
fighting there inevitable. If it comes
the two regiments which are scattered
in small garrisons, some of them hun
dreds of miles apart, along the coast
of Mindanao, nn island nearly us largo
ns Luzon, may have serious work.
The Moros arc fighters by nature, do
not fear death, have many guns,
though of antiquated makes, but do
the best execution by lying in tho
thick jungles and cutting down sol
diers who pass through with their
terrible knives and spears.
THINKS TOWNE WILL RUN.
J. H-iiiilltnn r.wl SuTH lln Mint Itnnutlit
on tlm TloUnt to Help Ilryuii In tint
Vi' (intern Hiittt-H
Washington, July 10. Congressman.
J. Hamilton Lewis, of Washington,
has arrived here from Lincoln, Neb.
Ho said that it was now practically
decided that Towno will not with
draw in favor of Stevenson. "Tho
reason for this," said Lewis, "is that
if Towno withdrew tho populist vote
would be divided, tho larger part of
it going to tho mlddlo-of-tho-road
faction. If Towno remains in the
field until the presidential olectora
convene his electors can vote for Ste
venson." I'npiiINt lli'iltl(ilin turn it IiiiIIxiihiidIIh,
Indianapolis, Ind., July 1G. Indian
apolis has been selected as headquar
ters for tho middle-of-the-road popu
list national committee. Chicago had
been selected as the national head
quarters, but the national committeo
decided that Indianapolis will be a
better vantage point from which to
manage the pppulist forces which nrt.
Bltuatcd chiefly in the southern states.
IMiiy SuimI lriint to Ohlrm.
Washington, July 10. Brig. Gen.
Fred D. Grant's name is being con
sidered by the pecretary of war with
a view to ordering him to report to
Brig. Gen. Chaffee for duty in China.
Army officers approved the selection,
not alone because of. Gen. Grant's
soldierly qualities, but because of tho
weight his namu is expected to liava
with the Chinese.
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