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'THE NEBRASKA ADVERTISER
W. W. SAN DICKS, PnblUher.
iNEMAHA, NEBRASKA.
PERSEVERE.
You nrc hlsh and higher almlnc
(Earnest effort needs no shaming),
With enthusiasm claiming
A career;
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i For deep erudition yearning
Slothful enso and byways spurning
Persevere.
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There la satisfaction In It,
Nevor fear;
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"Want your name In song and story.
Never heed the gashes gory.
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Year by year;
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Nothing, gnlncd vlthout endeavor,
'Loyal to your purpose ever,
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On the heights the crown Is gleaming,
Where success Is softly beaming,
Dlfllculties, mighty seeming,
Disappear, '
If you faco them Arm and fearless,
Though the path Is cold and cheerless.
Ahl the prize Is precious, peerloss,
Persevere.
Anno II. Woodruff, In Good Housekeep
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CHAPTER VI. Continued.
Cnpt. Winkle pnled nnd interfaced
his fingers tightly on the smooth top of
' the mahogany table. For one second
he glared like a condemned man nt the
speaker and then the fierce stare of her
eyes bore his own to the ground.
"Ferhnps," spoke up Mr. Hardy,
whose jests were rare nnd often too
jpcrsonal, and who did not admire the
captain, "perhaps Cnpt. Vinkl u'l not
tell us all the story after nil. I noticed
that he was not wearing hi" togs to--day."
Cnpt. Winkle seemed to have loH his
.speech. And the colonel, fearing that
liis daughter had inadvertently made u
-disagreeable comparison, frowned tip
at 'her. '
"What are you talking about, Eve
lyn?" he asked sharply.
N "Oh, only a little story I hnve rend,"
she said, coldly. "I shnll try to look it
nip. It had a beautiful moral."
With that parting shot nt the cower
ing victim of his own folly, she dr
Mrs. Lancaster again out on the ve
randn. "Why, denr, you have almost fright
ened me," said Mrs. Lancaster, under
her breath. "What did you mean by
what you said?"
"1 meant to cut the very soul of that
little coward, if he has one," the girl
said, fiercely. "I almost feel as if I
ought to have exposed him to the otherf
'before whom he was posing as a bravo
man when he is no more than "
Evelyn had been speaking so rapid
ly that her words ran upon one another
and became a jumbled, unintelligible
mnss.
Mrs. Lancaster turned Evelyn'
white, impassioned face towards the
light of the moon and grasped her rigid
Hiands. "You almost frighten me, dar
ling," she repeated; "what has wrought
.you up to such a pitch of excitement?'
"I think I ought to tell you all about
it," answered Evelyn, nfter a moment's
-deliberation, "but it must be in confl
denee." "You can trust me, dear," the sweet
old lady assured her.
-4 They sat down in a hammock and
V'velyn kept it in motion with her slip
percd feet as they rested lightly on the
.iloor.
"Do you remember the young man 1
showed you ut church that day?"
'The one," questioned Mrs.
Lan
your caster, "who you said had saved
UfV9"
"Yes; do you remember him?"
"Quite well; his face made a wonder
ful impression on me, tnnd I have
-thought of him a hundred times nfter
-nil you told me of his struggle to bet
ter his condition and educate himself.
I don't think 1 ever saw a finer speci
men of physical manhood; he had a su
perb face. Were j'ou alluding to him?"
Then in a low voice full of agitation
Evelyn explained.
For several minutes after the girl
)had finished the old lady remained
silent, then she asked gen.tly, cautious-
'ly, as if she were treading on ground
upon which she had not been invited:
"Do you realize what all this means,
.dear Evelyn?"
"I realize that Mr. Fnnshaw is n
-friend of mine, and that Capt. Winkle
hai tried to humiliate him in public."
"I did not mean exactly that," the
widow corrected, quickly. "It is your
fjwn danger that I am thinking about."
"My danger?" Evelyn emphasized the
-first word.
"Yes, you see it is difficult for a young
igirl to be wholly in sympathy with
such a noble, suffering character as this
"ifr. Faushaw without running u risk
of becoming dangerously interested.
Young girls lire prone to care for what
is withheld from them, and you may
not be an exception to the rule. You
ought to keep the 'fact nlwnys before
you that nothing but disaster could
come from an alliance with one so far
beneath you, at least in point of birth;
you see what I mean."
Evelyn drew herself up stiffly,.
"You need have no fears in that di
rection," she averred. "We have ncltl -er
of us thought of that."
"Hut," gently persisted the old lady,
"you may not even now know your own
heart. I am afraid you eould not have
been so fierce just now had the captain
been talking about any other man."
"I don't like to think for a moment,
Mrs. Lancaster, that Mr. Fnnshaw is
beneath us in any respect."
"Ah," interrupted the older woman,
"that is still another proof of your
peril; you even want to feel that he is
your equal, when, my poor child, all
thnt you may know him to be mentnlly,
morally of otherwise cannot mukbhim
so. Itcmcmber your fnther's pridethe
high standing of your family. It would
break his heart, Evelyn."
"What would break his heart?" burst
petulantly from the girl's lips.
"It would break his heart to refuse
you anything, and yet he could not
consent to your marrying into such a
family as Mr. Fanshaw's."
Evelyn's face was very white, and in
the. moonlight, it looked ghastly.
"I hnve never dreamt of such a
thing," she said, quite truthfully. "I
have thought only of his happiness I
have only prayed that he might tri
umph over nil the obstacles in his wny
to h'.icees and happiness."
The negvo quarter, consisting- of a
villuge of about thirty log cabins, lay on
the left of the mansion, and from its
intricate, lanelike streets came three
mulatto musicians, carrying a guitar,
a mandolin and a mouth organ. They
paused nt the steps and began plny
ing. This caused the card players, who
were evidently tired of their game, to
rise and come out on the veranda, the
colonel last of all, clapping his fat
hands in unison with the music.
Mrs. Lnncastcr spoke quickly, ns if
she feared the others might come down
to where she nnd Evelyn sat.
"I fondly hope Jr. Fnnshaw will suc
ceed. He may become a great man in
time, but he ought not to be hampered
by anything, nnd 1 know of no greater
hindrance to a young man than for him
to love some one above his station.
Therefore, dear, you must be very care
ful; you must not allow him to fall in
love with you."
"In lovo with me?" the words were
spoken scarcely louder than a whisper,
and then Mrs. Lancaster felt a shudder
pass through the figure in her arms.
Evelyn was thinking of a look she hnd
seen in Itonald Fanshaw's eyes as they
sat alone that morning.
At this juncture the couple snw Cnpt.
Winkle sauntering down the veranda
towards them.
"He is looking for you," said the
widow; "shall 1 leave you alone with
him?"
Evelyn's voice sounded harsh when
she replied:
"I presume you might as well; it is
plain that he wants to have it out with
me. I think I can manage him."
Mrs. Lancaster rose ns the officer drew
near.
"I think I shall ask the musicians to
play my favorite," she said, speaking
at Winkle, to whom she had nodded.
As she moved away the captain stnrt
ed to sit in the hammock beside its oc
cupant, but Evelyn promptly stood up
and leaned against the balustrade. Her
action was greeted with a grunt of dis
approval on the part of the young man.
"It is just a little cool at this end,"
she said, half apologetically.
"You make me feel that it is decidedly
so," he retorted. "Hut I hope you will
benr "he temperature a moment
longer."
"You wish to speak to me, sir?"
He was evidently under great agita
tion and he seemed to reduce his voice
to calmness only by extra effort.
"I have for sonic time suspected that
you were allowing yourself to become
interested in that country bumpkin,''
he said, almost brutally; "but I did not
dream till to-night that you were in
correspondence with him."
"Most of your dreams occur at night,
do they not, captain?" Evelyn had
lifted her eyebrows and was smiling
coldly, defiantly.
"I guess there is no dream about your
corresponding with him at least that
he has written you to-day," returned
Winkle, in a white hent. "You have
been in the house all the afternoon, and
besides no one but him could have
could have ""
Winkle found himself sliding into a
pitfall of his own making, and the
startled vacuity of his s.-nall face caused
Evelyn to laugh out immoderately.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, "you think he
wrote me nbout the shearing process."
For a moment the captain could only
stare stupidly, 'then a lame defense
came to his lips.
"I could not think of anyone else
who could report bitch a lie to you," he
sr.id.
"I enn't believe that Mr. Fnnshaw
would write mo a deliberate false
hood," she returned, still smiling tan
tallzlngly. "Ho is quite truthful and
honorable."
Winkle's Up curled and quivered im-potently.
"Do you consider it arc'1 honorable
thing to writo a lie about a mana a
rival? I presume 1 may cnll him
that, since you have encouraged him
to that extent."
"Ho has never thought of you as n
a rival," mocked Evelyn, with a pro
nounced sneer. Sho moved toward
the others, but ho grasped her arm
nnd detained her. Ills fury was How
unbridled.
"I shall report this to your fnthcr,"
lui threatened.
"You intend to tell my father that
correspond with Mr. Fnnshaw?" she
asked, sternly, coldly.
"I shall feel It my duty as his friend,
knowing that he would disapprove of
It, and that you are doing a most fool
ish thing."
"Then you will tell him a false
hood," she said, with a white smile,
and eyes which flashed lxko diamonds
in the moonlight.
"You do not correspond with him?
He has not written to you to-day?"
"Ho has never written mc a lhuj in
his life. I happened to be a listener
to his challenge nnd a witness to your
cowardice. As for his unique hu
miliation of you, I actually quivered
with delight when he cut oft your
brazen Vadges of bravery. He repent
ed of having done it like a bravo man
would when ho saw that 1 had seen it
all, nnd he gave me the things to sew
bnck on your coat, but you are light
ing with a woman now, nnd 1
shall retain them. I may need them
in the future."
He shrank from her as if she had
struck him in the face. And with a
little taunting laugh, Evelyn left him.
Sho was so agitated that she avoided
tho others who were listening to the
negroes n& they sang a spirited ballad.
If Konald Fnnshaw could have wit
nessed what passed at Carnleigh that
evening, it might have softened his
sharp self-censure for whnt he had
done in the heat of passion. He had
always looked upon duelling as radi
cally wrong, and he now told himself
he had gone too far in further humili
ating a man after ho had tacitly
thrown himself on his mercy. lleforo
he had quitted the colonel's wood that
morning ho was brought face to face
with n product of his example that
added a fresh sting to his general dis
content. He had almost reached the boundary
fence when he came upon his shaggy-
"I SHALL REPORT THIS TO YOUR. FA
THER.," HE THREATENED.
haired, barefooted brother, standing
up to his ankles In the wet loam of a
swampy spot. Dave was leaning on n
rifle as tall and sturdy-looking as him
self, an old-fnshloned treasure which
he brought out only on special occa
sions, such as prize shooting matches
at which he was a champion shot
and when there was a threatened
"black upuising."
"Why, Dave, what urc you doing
here?" Jtonald asked, in astonish
ment. "Huh! I ain't a-doiu nothln'. but
what I would a-donc, ef I'd a-been
needed, would n-bcen a plenty."
His brother stared at him.
"You mean you thought of tnking a
hand, Dave?"
"I was a-goln to give you yore
chance fust," baid the fellow; "but,
you bet, 1 was a-goln' to sec which one
was able to keep on his feet after the
scrap, an ef it had a-been him, he'd
a-been my meat. I blowed this tube
out witJi a prayer" (Dave patted his
gun caressingly and smiled). "I kissed
my patehin', blessed my powder, an'
rammed my lead home with the arm
of justice to all men."
"Dave, that would have been mur
der." "Murder a dog's hind foot! Ef that
little cymlin'-headed puppy had killed
you, Hon, I'd a settled his hash ef I'd
n-had to do it with my bare fists."
Dave broke into an impulsive laugh.
"I5y hunkey, Hon, you give me the
fthlvcrs awhile ago. I wasn't nigh
enough to hear what was passin' twixt
you an' him, but when I seed you draw
yore knife an' ketch Mm by the collar,
1 thought you was goin' to dig out liis
heart, an' that he was a-goin' to stand
still while you was at it. What in the
name o' common senso was you do
in'?" Itonald gave him tho benefit of an
explanation, and Davo laughed incred
ulously. "An you didn't even ship his jaws?"
"No, I was satisfied."
"Well," was the philosophical re
mark, ns the speaker drew one of his
feet out of the mire and prepare! to
wills on, "ef satisfaction was good t'
eat, an growed on vines, I wouldn't
send you out to pick none fur my iVn-ner."
CIIAPTIIU VI.
Ono morning in lc month of July,
when Honnld returned from his to
bacco field, he found a score or more
uioiintninecrs in the front ynrd. They
were discussing nn awful crime Mint
had been commlttced about dawn that
tiny. Mrs. Telplay, n widow who lived
alone In a cottage at the foot of tho
mountain, was found brutnlly mur
dered. It hnd been generally known
thnt she kept quite a sum of money
In nn old hair trunk under her bed,
having nlwnys refused to take tho ad
vice of her friends to put her snvlngs
in a more sccuro place. The trunk
was found to have been BpHt open by
Hie bloody nx vhlch had killed tho
owner, nnd tho money wns gone.
Sydney Hurt, a tail, raw-boned
young man, with sharp black eyes and
a big mustache dyed to match, sat
astride his fine horse ami told what ho
knew of tho affair. Ah ho talked he
fanned his aquiline face with his
sombrero.
"As soon ns Jeff, that's her nigger
house boy, came in to make the fires,"
ho was saying ns Ilonnld approached,
"he seed what hnd happened, nn' run
out to, give the ulnrm."
"Didn't nobody suspicion Jeff?"
queried old Fanshnw, who sat on tho
steps in his stockings.
"Don't be so blamed fast," snarled
Ihe narrator, with n frown. He r.ould
not abide interruption. He wns a sort
of leader of moonshiners, though It
had never been proven ngninst him,
and he was accustomed to more re
spect than ho deserved.
"Well, go on," grunted Fnnshaw,
"you aro about as good ut tellln' a
thing ns a one-legged man is at a
klckln' bee. You no sooner make a
start than you kick tho end o' yore
spine up in tho ground an' thar you
nre."
The crowd laughed impulsively, but
the Jlerco glare of Syd Hart's eyes
soon put nn end to the merriment.
"You must n-hnd rnzor soup fur
breakfast," he grunted, letting IiIb eyes
lest on Fnnshaw, and then ho began to
smile. "Thar wasn't no uho a bus
plclonln' Jeff," he proceeded; "fur as
soon ns tho news got out Thad Wil
liams straddled his marc an' notified
the bheriff. HatcliiT Is quick on trig
ger, an lie tuck Thnd's mure nir made
fur thj spot nrmed to tho teeth."
"Well, did he ketch the one that
did it?" broke in Dave Fanshaw, Im
patiently, nnd nnyone could have seen
from his face that he was not one of
Hart's followers.
Syd bent his eyes on Dnve's face and
sneered. "You are like yore daddy,"
he observed, "you want yore hog 'fore
it's barbecued. Yes, you bet ho
kctched Mm; that's what he was out
atter. About half a mile from the
widow's house he run across a young
stranger n-hldln In a bam nigh the
talc mines. He was too good a thing
to be missed, so IlatclllI arrested Mm
then an' thar an' made Mm turn Ms
pockcl3 wrong bide out. He had
lift' dollars in hard cash, an', more
over, his hands was red in streaks, nn'
he hnd blood on his handkerchief an'
ahirt-slceves. He was a young fellow,
an 'cried like a baby; he said ho hadn't
killed nobody, nur stole nobody'tj
money, but lint cliff tuck Mm in tow
He was seek a little fellow that Hat
elllt Mowed folks ud got the laugh on
Mm if he roped or handcuffed Mm, so
he started on with Mm jest so. MMiey
made it nil right till they got back
heer a piece to the beginnin' o Col.
Husbrooke's swamp. Thar, at SwIIT'h
cabin, Jtatcliff stopped' to git a light
fur his cigar. Nobody ever hecrd tell
o' him tnkin' a prisoner to jnll with
out he hnd a cigar stuck in his J-tw.
He don' spend u dollnr n. yeer fur ci
gars, but he has to smoke one when lie
jugs u man. It makes him look im
portant. He had jest called fur a
chunk o' fire, an' Mlz Swiff was fetehin'
it out to 'im, when lo an' behold, the
little stranger bhowed he was up to
snuff. Ho dodged off behind a hay-,
stack before HatcliiT could draw his
gun an' was off into the swamp
like n skeered rabbit. A boss ain't
wiith a tinker's dam In swampy land
nn' cane brakes, nn' Ilalcliff ain't ns
limber as he wuz twenty yeer back.
And," the speaker broke off with a
laugh, "the little skunk's in the
swamp yit. Me an' these- fellows is to
watch this road, an' Katcliff's gone
round t'other side to stir up tho peo
ple. They'll drive Mm this wny he'oro
long, nn' then the fun will begin."
"What do you mean by the fun?"
broke in llomild sharply.
MMie gaunt giant on the horse
shrugged his shoulders and bent n
critical, half-aggressive glance on the
questioner.
"Oh, I reckon the boys won't want
to wait fur them blamed thievish law
yers in town to get a whack at Mm an'
finally git Mm turned loose. We hain't
got much book l'lu-nlii', but we know
when a man's guilty, an' we knov?
whut lawyers is."
To Re Continued
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