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About The Nebraska advertiser. (Nemaha City, Neb.) 18??-1909 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 21, 1902)
i m ktf wl i m T THE NEBRASKA ADVERTISER VT. YT. 8ANDKK8, Publisher. NEMAHA, NEBRASKA. SHEEP-HERDING. ry. slow-movlns, dust-bepowdered wiive, That on the edges breaks to scattering spray, Round which my faithful collies wheel and bark To scurry-In the lnggard feet that stray; A babel of complaining tongues that make The still ulr weary with their ceaseless fret: Brown hills akin to those of Galilee, On which the shepherds tend their charges yet. The long, hot days, tho slark, wlnd-beaton nights; No human pnsenco, human sight or sound; Grim, silent land of wasted hopes, where they Who came for gold oft-times havo mad ness found; A bleating horror that foregathers speech, Freezing tho word that from the lip would pass, And sends tho herdsman groveling with lila sheep, Face down and bcast-llko on the tram pled grass. The collies halt, the slow herd sways and reels, Huddled In fright nbovo thn low ravine, Whcro wild with thirst u herd unahop herded Heat up and down with somcthlntr dark between; A narrow circle that they will not cross, A thing that stops tho maddest In their run, A guarding dog too weak to lift his head Who licks a still hand shriveled In the sun, Sharlot M. Hall, In Land of Sunshine. BORN TO SERVE By Charles M. Sheldon, Author of "WHI8BTBPS," "JOnN KINO'S QUESTION CLASS," "EDWARD BLAKE, ''Etc. (UopjrlKtH, ivuv, by Cburloi M. bliuldou.) CHAPTER IV. Continuum. Hilda, who hud given signs of be ing in n hurry, rose and walked to ward tliu door. Barbara also got tip, and, Homuwliat to Mrs. Vane's sur priHu Hald: "I think I'll go, too. I'll wnlk along down town with you, Hil da, if you don't mind." Hilda nodded and Barbara was not quite Hiiro that hIio was pleased to have her company; but Barbara had been thinking of a plan, and she need ed to bo witli Hilda a little while in order to carry it out. So tho two went away together. They had walked down the street half n block, when, in answer to a question, Hilda said she was plan ning to do Homo shopping. "Lot mo go, too; are you willing?" "I don't mind," said Hilda, but with i m note of hesitation that Ilarbara could not help remarking. , They went into several of the smaller stores, where both of them purchased one or two small articles, and llually entered the great storo of Boudmnus. Hilda knew one of the girls in this storo, and as they stood by tho counter sho introduced Ilarbara. The glrl behind tho counter stared hard. nt Ilarbara, but returned her greet ing civilly enough, and then began H'ffKl" md whisper with Hilda. Hilda seemed nervous, and repeated ly looked at Ilarbara as if she were in. the way; and Barbara, thinking tho others might havo some secrets, walked over to tho opposite counter. Sho had been there only a mlnuto when a young man sauntered up to Hilda ami (lie friend behind the coun ter, ami all three began to talk to gether. Ho was not a bad-looking fellow, but Bnrhara quickly put him down as of that class of weak-headed youths who might be seen almost any Sunday evening walking down tho main street of Crawford in company with one or more factory girls. This time ilarbara did not attempt to avoid watching Hilda. A floor walker in tho store, going by nt the same time, glanced sharply nt tho young man; but ho was apparently buying something. Tho lloorwalker turned at the end of tho counter, and came back; and this time he looked longer at the two girls, and finally beckoned to the one behind tho counter. Sho turned very red, and came over to where ho stood. He whispered something to her that made her turn pale and instantly sho went back and completed the sale of Bomo little articles that Hilda had bought, giving the door-walker, as nhe did so, several hateful looks. Hilda and tho young man contin ued to talk together while waiting for tht; change. When it came, ho seemed to hesitate and finally looked over at Ilarbara. Hilda said some thing, and he answered and walked slowly out of tho store. Ilarbara vnmu over, and Hilda picked up her purchases. "Aro you ready?" "Yes," Hilda said shortly, and after a word from tho girl behind tho coun ter they went out. They walked along for some dis tnnco and then Ilarbara ventured to sny'Why didn't you introduce mo to your young gentleman friend?" Hilda colored deeply as sho an swered slowly: "I didn't suppose you would care to know him." Why not?" "Well, you're not really one of us," said Hilda, looking sideways at Bar bara. Barbara could not help smiling. "How not one of you?" "Mrs. Vane told mo you'ro not really working out." "What am I doing?" "I don't know," replied Hilda, hope lessly, nntl then was silent. Ilar bara made her decision rapidly. "Hut I'm working out Just as much an you arc, Hilda. What is tho dif ference?" "You're educated," said Hilda shortly. "Hut that has nothing to do with tho fact of my being a servant in Mrs. Ward's house. I wont to bo friends with you, Hilda. Aren't you willing?" "I don't mind," Hilda answered, in a tono that Barbara did not think very encouraging. They walked on a distance without speaking. Then Barbara became conscious thatacross the street, nearly opposite, the young man who had come into tho storo was walking, and Hilda knew it as well. Barbara looked at tho girl again and tho look determined her next question, even nt tho risk of loosing what llttlo hold she might havo on Hilda. "I am going to turn down hero to Mrs. Ward's,'' she said as they reached a corner and stopped. As they stopped, Barbara biiw tho young man linger and llually stop In his course, "lhopc you won't misunderstand me," Barbara continued, looking into Hil da's faco with great frankness. "But docs your young gentleman friend visit you frequently at Mrs. Vane's? ' Hilda turned red, and at first Bar bara thought sho was about to give an angry reply. ' Instend of that sho began to laugh a little. "Yes, he calls sometimes. He's In tho packing-house on night force." Barbara looked at Hilda earnestly a moment, then abruptly turned, saying "Good-bye," as she left. She did not look back, but wns as certain ns if she had that the young man had instantly crossed the street and joined Hilda. "And what business is it of mine if he has?" Barbara vexed herself with the question as she walked along. "I nm glad she said he called. Mrs. Vane must know It. What business is it of mine if the girl meets him this way? He probably lias very little other time. Shall a girl out at service have no so ciety, no company V 0, the whole thing Is of a miserable piece with the entire miserable condition of service. What is to prevent girls like Hilda throw ing themselves away on young men like this one? And who is cither to blame her or care one way or the other if she does? And wlint possible pros pect is there for me or nny one to change the present condition of things?" Barbara walked slowly bnck to her work, depressed by the events of the afternoon. What, Indeed, could she do, if, as Mrs. Vane said, the very people that needed to be helped into better ways of living did not care to be helped; If, like Hilda, they saw no fnr ther and cared no more for better things than the little episode of the store and the young man suggested. She felt so helpless In view of future progress that when she went up to her room that evening she was in great need of comfort, and in her search for the passages having servants in mind she came upon that one in Titus, sec ond chapter, ninth verse: "Exhort servants o be in subjection to their own masters and to be well pleasing to them in all things; not gainsaying; not purloining; but show ing all good Hdellty; that they may adorn the doctrine of God our Saviour In all things." "I don't think there Is any danger of my 'purloining,' " Barbara said, smil ing a little. "Although 1 have some times been tempted to do a, little 'gainsaying,' especially when Mrs. Ward has one of her severe headaches. I renlly believe I have tried to be 'well pleasing' and also establish a reputa tion for 'good fidelity.' But that is a wonderful end to the exhortation: 'That they may adorn the doctrine of God our Saviour in all things.' If a servant, a slave In Paul's time, could gt iiii serving with that end In view, what shall I say of myself? Is my service of such a character that it adorns like a jewel that which in itself Is a jewel to begin with, the doctrine of Gofl our Saviour? This is a high standard for a hired girl, Barbara. If you live up to It, it will keep you busy." She offered her prayer with grent earnestness that she might have the lending of tho Spirit of Light, and in her prayer she remembered Hilda, fearing she knew not what for the girl, realizing as hhe never before had 'ealizt'd the many dangers that face working girls in large cities, and real izing, too, that, If she accomplished any great tilings as she sometimes dreamed she might, it must be done by the aid of a power greater than her own, for never before had she felt her own human weakness so strongly. For the next three weeks the days went by in an ordinary way for Ilar bara; but, when she had ilnie toreileet on them, she acknowledged that they had contained Important events for her. It is because we are not able to see the bearing of what occurs day by day upon the entire programme of life that very often we do not count eacli day's sum as a part of the sum totul. Barbara had been unusually con fined to the housework. Mrs. Ward had been again subject to an attack of nervous headache, and tho whole of the care had been thrown upon Bar bara. Mrs. Ward had now lenrncd to trust her implicitly. This did not mean thut the sharpness of her man ner under stress of her headaches had entirely disappeared; but Barbara had learned almost perfectly how to antic ipate her wishes, and the girl's great love for Carl and his complete trust in her, together with Barbara's cheerful, competent handling of the entire kitchen, had all united to capture Mrs. Ward's affections. She wus content, even in her enforced idleness, to lie still with her pain and indulge in a great feeling of thankfulness for such a treasure in the house. She was talking of it one evening witli her husband. "Do you realize, Richard, what a prize we have in Barbara?" "She is certainly a most remarkable girl. The most competent servant we ever had in the house, isn't she?" "Without any comparison. And I want you to build that room as soon as you can." Mrs. Ward had mentioned the mat ter of the room over the kitchen, and he had agreed thut it was not suitable for a girl like Barbara. "Or any other girl, Richard," Mrs. Ward had said. "Yes, I'll have a carpenter come right up and look over the house. We shall have to raise the roof over the kitch en. "Why can't we at the same time en large the kitchen so that Barbarn can have n corner of that carpeted oft for her own when she does not want to run upstairs? 1 saw Mrs. Rice's kitch en the other day. It is unusually large. One end of it is neatly fitted up with a table for books or sewing material, several comfortable chairs, and pic tures on the walls a very cozy, com fortable corner, where her girl can re ceive her company or sit down to read or rest." "But Barbara never hns any com pany, docs sho?" Mr. Ward asked, with a little amusement nt the look his wife gave him. "She hasn't nny beans, as all our other girls have had." "No," Mrs. Ward answered, thought fully. "But" "Well, what?" "If she had, we would nsk her to in vite them into the parlor. Of course, wo can't expect a girl as attractive as Barbara Is to go through life without attracting some one." "Unless her placo as a servant " began Mr. Ward. "But why should that make any dif ference?" Mrs. Ward asked, irritated by the suggestion. "O denr, don't sug gest my losing Barhnra. Whoever gets her for his wife will get a perfect housekeeper and a rare, sweet girl in every wny; but we shall lose tho best servant we ever hnd, and then our 'LET M13 GO, TOO; AU13 YOU WILL ING?" troubles Ward." begin again, Mr. Richard Mr. Ward was silent awhile, and then lie asked about Barbara's plans for solving tho servant question. "I don't think she's done anything lately. 1 know she hasn't. Mrs. Vane sent over the other dny to Inquire when she was coming to see her again. My illness has kept Ilarbara very close to the house lately." If Barbara had heard this talk, it might have encouraged her to conllde in Mrs. Waru i.b b a matter which had begun to trouble her somewhat, and that matter was no less than the action of her own ron Alfred Ward. It was now nearing the end of the college vacation, and tho young man would soon he starting back to col lege to inter on his senior year. Dur ing the weeks he had been at home he had spe it a great deal of the time about the house. He was behind In two of his studies, and was work ing a little to make up. One day Harbnrn while at work in the dining-room heard him wrestling with a German sentence in Faust. He seemed to l unable to render It into good English, and Barbara naturally began to translate It for hun without looking at the book. "Isn't this tho meaning?" she said, and then gave a very good interpre tation, Alfred listening ns he lounged on the sofa, book in hand. "Of course 'tis. That s just it! What a numskull I must bcl Wish you'd translate the whole thing for me," the college youth ventured to hint. "Thank you, no, sir! I have other work to do," Barbara had laughed. But from that little incident she began to note little irritating atten tions paid to her, nt first insignificant, but the last f,w days beforo the young man departed for college they were unmistakable, and Barbara was annoyed and even angered. She wns rcnllv much relieved when he had gone. But that experience wns not at all to be compnred with a discovery sho mndc as to Alfred's habits, and it was a matter of regret to her afterward that she did not inform Mrs. Ward of it. It was the fact that several times she felt certain the young man had been drinking. She had never known him to be intoxicated; but she was sure he had more than once been dangerously near it, and it was a matter of surprise to her that Mr. and Mrs. Ward seemed so indifferent to it. "Oh dcarl" Barbara sighed, as sho went the rounds of her daily task, carrying this added burden of knowl edge. "Is there no family without its skeleton? Ought I to drag it out for their inspection, if they don't know of its existence? It hardly seems to be my business. And they must bo blind not to have noticed as much as has been apparent even to a servant." It was a week after Alfred's de parture that Mr. Ward announced the news of Mr. Morton's acceptance of his call to Marble Square church. It was in tho evening after the supper work was all done; and Barbara, as her custom had bcn for several days during the remodeling of her room, was seated with tho family in the dining-room, which was also the favorite living-room, helping Mrs. Ward on some sewing. Lewis and George were rending, and Carl was playing on the iloor near Barbara. "I have Morton's letter of accept ance, Martha. As chairman of the supply'committcc it came to me to day. It is a good thing for Marblo Squnre church. The people had sense enough to call him without going through a long course of enndidnt ing." "When Is he coming?" Mrs. Ward n.skcd. "Two weeks from next Sunday. Tho church nt Carlton released him under specinl conditions, because they could get a man at once to fill his place. We're fortunate to get a man like Morton. He lias a future." "Barbara made me a gingerbread man once; and we cnlled it Mr. Mor ton, didn't we, Barbara?" Carl spoke up suddenly, af ter . a absorbed silence during which he wns apparently not listening to a syllable that was being said. "Wliere is Mr. Morton going to stay?" Mrs. Ward asked. "I don't know yet. I wrote him that we would be delighted to take him in here, but we didn't have tho room." "And I told Barbara," Carl broke in ns if nothing hnd been said sinco he spoke Inst, "that I thought the gingerbrend man looked just like Mr. Morton, ami she said she thought it didn't. I wish Mr. Morton would come here to rive, don't you, Barbara? Wouldn't that be fine?" Barbara did not answer, and Carl got up oil the Iloor, and went over to her and pulled her work out of her hands. "Cnrl! Carl! on mustn't do thnt!" his mother exclaimed. "Say, Barbara, don't you?" Carl persisted. "Don't ask so ninny questions," re plied Barbara, almost sharply. "I hnven't asked many," Carl pout ed; but he went back to his game on the iloor, wondering in his childhood mind what made the usually gentle Barbara so cross. "I think the Brays can take him in. I hope they can. It's so near by that we can have him with us often. We'll be right on his wny to church and baclc," Mr. Ward remarked as ho tied himself to the rending of evening paper. To He Continued. set tho "Qui Vive." This sentinel's challenge has passed into a proverb, and is often used in this country almost as a substantive, "on the nlert" or "ready for action if nec essary." But what Is its origin? The Standard Dictionary explains it to mean "Who lives? who goes there?" as if one of these expressions was equivalent to tho other; but few seem to have noticed that, if so, vivo should be in the indicative instead of the sub junctive mood. Vive la rcpuhliquc! means "May the republic live!" (i. e., continue), and qui ivc? should mean not "Who lives?" but "Who may live?" Tin diulculty was queried in your con temporary, L'lnteniH'diatio, and tin answer by ,1. Lt. seems to explain it. lie says that the old French challenge was Qui va la? but when many phrases particularly military were intro duced from Italy, tltis was supplanted by Chi vi va? ("Who goes there?") which was transformed into French as Qui vivc? Notes uud Queries. SCHOOL AND CHURCH. The University of Berlin has 0,857 students this winter. Munich comes next, with 4,203. The total number of students at the universities of Germany this winter la 35,513, as against 34,303 last winter. Miss Sarah Scovillo Whittlesey, of Yale, hns been appointed professor of political economy at, Wellcslcy college. Charles L. Hutchinson, the million aire banker of Chicago, has been a church worker and a Sunday school superintendent for the past 24 years. President Clark, of the Christian En deavor society, proposes u registra tion of Endcavorcrs who arc willing to promise to maintain family prayers in their homes. A native of Basle, Switzerland, hns donated the local university 300,000 francs for the founding of chairs of critical theology, philosophy and biology, which are to be free from all interference by church or state. Dr. Thomas Chowder Chambcrlnin, one of the most widely known geolo gists of the country, has been elected for his sixth term ns president of the Academy of Sciences of Chicago. Ho is also professor oi geology in the Uni versity of Chicago and editor of tho Journal of Geology. South Germany's oldest monastery, the Benedictine nbboy of Wcssobrun, founded in 735 and confiscated in 1S03, has been restored to tho Benedictine order by Baron von Cramer-Klett, a Protestant, and will soon bo reoccu pied by monks. The baron bought all the lands and remaining buildings of the old abbey for 00O.Q00 marks from the Bavarian state and sold them to tho Benedictines for a nominal sum. KANSAS FARMERS' WIVES. Arc Xoiv Notable for AccoiiiiiIInIi- niciitH Tlint Were Umlreiimeil Of ii Few Yenrx Ak, One having access to the Kansas newspapers cannot have failed to note the unusual number of marriages which took place during the holiday season. It has been said that the office of the probate judge contains tho ba rometer of material conditions in every county. What we know for sure is that young folks usually consult their pocketbooks in making arrangements for marriage, and that in good times these matings are much more frequent, says the Kansas City (Mo.) Journal. Those who have gone a little deeper into the suject than a mere mathemat ical calculation must also have noticed a great difference in those friendly little notices given by the newspapers, particularly when the bride and bride groom have come from farmer fam ilies. Twenty years ago a marriage no tice of n farmer, couple in Kansas Wiould, nine times out of ten, have men tioned approvingly that the bride was a master hand at butter, or she was one of the most successful raisers of poul try in the township, or that she "pos sessed those habits of industry which fitted her to be a farmer's wife." Now an cqunl proportion of such notices will recite that the bride is a fine mu sician, that she is a graduate of such and such an institution; that she won a prize in elocution, or that she was noted among her associates for pro ficiency in some of the arts. And the difference in these notices makes the vast gulf which has opened between the past nnd the present with respect to farm life, no doubt to the uneasiness of those who fear that tho rugged industry once considered es sential in successful agriculture has taken its departure. Yet there are those on the other side who cheerfully accept the belief that a woman who can play the piano may be quite as much of a helpmate to the farmer as the woman who can play only on the washboard. The fact is that modern methods, particularly modern machin ery, have revolutionized the business of agriculture nnd it no longer requires the man-killing, get-up-at-three-o'clock-in-the-morning industry which formerly was the price of success. And this revolution has come as much to the farmer's wife as to the farmer. So here's to the farmer's bride who can play a nocturne while the electric churn is churning, or who varies the monotony of her cnlling by writing essays on decadent art! Ileen ii n AVnr .Mcmnoiiuoi-h. From Russia comes n suggestion to the effect that honey bees should be tried ns military messengers in place of homing pigeons. It is urged thnt for such purposes they would be preferable to birds in more than one way, inasmuch as they could hardly be intercepted, nnd it would certain ly be out of the question for the most skillful marksman to hit such a car rier. As for their size and smnll car rying power, a bee could transport a good deal in tho shape of docu ments, if the latter were transferred by inicrn:photography to a minute piece of paper. This piece of paper might he fastened to the insect's back, and on the arrival of the lit tle messenger nt its destination the writing could easily be enlarged. The homing instinct of n bee is as strong ns that of a pigeon, and its method of finding its way to its hive is the same as that whereby the bird gets back to its cote from n great dis tanceCincinnati Enauirer x X A $ . t -I 1 i i x 4 ? 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