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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
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