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THE NEBRASKAADYERTISER
W. IV. SANDl'.K.S, PublUlior.
.NEMAHA, - ' - NEBRASKA.
DO YOU REMEMBER, JOE?
Oh, do you remembcr-do you remember,
Joe,
How we used to go to grandpa's two score
years ngo7
How dear old grandmn kissed us, though
we tried to squirm avny7
How wo raced down to the meadows whero
the men were making hay
(Grandpa the best among them, sultoof his
sliver hairs);
How we rode home on tho fragrant load as
hungry as two bears?
Oh, do you remember do you remember,
Joe,
Dear grandma's light cream biscuits (yes,
'twas forty years ago,
An a Krcncliinnn now Is living In the old
ancestral home).
An' tho butter from the spring house, nn'
the honey In the comb,
An' the cookies (all we wanted 'twas at
grandma's house, you know) 7
Have wo ever had enough since then of
life's rare sweets, dear Joe7
Kn', oh, do you remember from all the
rost aloof
The little garret bedroom underneath tho
roof,
Where, up the stairs a-cllmblng, spite o
fat and rhoumatts',
Doar grandma came to pat our heads and
glvo a good-night klss7
It didn't seem live minutes from the tlmo
wo dropped off, Joe,
Till wo hcaid the hired man In the yard
a-hollerln': "Holloa!"
Sometimes 1 think wc shnll wako up from
a deeper sleep, denr Joe,
An' coo them all a-crowding round, an' hear
them call: "Holloa!"
ITor I bellove they lovo us now as In the
dear old home,
An' that they talk about uo, Joe, an' long
for us to como;
An' If goodness counts for honor, where
they are now, dear Joo
Grandpa an' BTandma will bo found up In
the highest row!
Mary I Uutts, In Farm and Home.
My Strangest Case
BY GUY BOOTHBY.
Author of "Dr. Klkoln," "Tho Beautiful
White Devil," "Phuros, Tho
Egyptian," Etc
lOoprisliUxl, lli ly Ward, Lock & Co.
TAUT II. Continued.
Without more ado, like men who
were drunk with the finest wines, they
followed him along the passage unci
up the steps into the open air. They
vere just in time to see the sun set
ting blood-red behind the jungle. His
beauty, however, hnd no cil'ecb upon
them. In all probability they were re
gardless of him altogether, for with
almost simultaneous sighs of relief
they threw themselves down upon fhe
flag-stones of the courtyard, and set
to work, with feverish earnestness, to
overhaul the booty they had procured.
All three were good judges of stones,
nnd a very brief examination was suf-
ilcient, even in the feeble evening light,
to enable them to see that they were
not only gems of the first water, but
also stones of such size as is seldom
ecen in these unregencrnte days.
"It's the biggest scoop on earth,"
said Ilaylc, unconsciously echoing the
expression Kitwater had used to him
in Singapore. "What's betler, there
nro hundreds more like them down be
low. I'll tell you whu litis, my friends,
iwe'ro just the richest men on this
earth at the present moment, and
don't you forget it!"
In his excitement ho shook hands
wildly with his companions. His ill
humor had vanished like breath oil' a
razor, and now he was on the best of
terms not only with himself, but also
with the world in general.
"If I know anything about stones
there nrc at least 100,000 worth In
this little parcel," ho said, enthusias
tically, ''and, what is more, there is a
million or perhaps two millions to be
had for the trouble of looking for
them. What do you say If wc go be
low again V"
"No! No!" said Kitwater, "it's too
late. We'd better be getting back to
the camp as soon as may be."
"Very well," Ilaylc replied, reluct
antly. They accordingly picked up their
iron bnrs and replaced the stone that
covered tho entrance to tho subter
ranean passage.
"1 don't like lenvlng it," said Ilayle,
'it don't seem to me to be Bnfe, some
how. Think what there is down there.
Doesn't It strike you that it would be
better to fill our pockets while we've
the chance? Who knows what might
happen before we can eomo again?"
"NonBcnBC," said Kitwater. "Who
do you think is going to rob us of
it? What's the use of worrying
about it? In tho morning we'll como
back nnd fill our bags, nnd then clear
out of the place for civilization as if
tho devil and all were after us. Just
think, my lads, what there will bo to
divide."
"A million apiece, nt least," said
Ilayle rapturously, and then in an
nwed voice he added, ns if he were
discomfited by his own significance,
"I never thought to be worth n quar
ter of that Somehow it doeim't
seem aa if it can be real."
"It's quite real," said Mr. Codd, oa
he sprinkled tome dry dust rouud the
crack of the stono to glvo It nn ap
pearance of not having been dis
turbed. "There's no doubt of it."
When ho had finished they picked
up their tools and set off on their re
turn journey to the camp. The sun
had disappeared behind tho jungle
when they left the courtynrd of the
Three Elephants' Ilends and ascend
ed tho stono steps towards the inner
moat. They crossed the bridge, nnd
entered tho outer city in silence.
The place was very dreary at that
hour of tho day, and to Codd, who
was of an imaginative turn of mind,
it Bcemed ns if fnecs out of tho long
deserted past were watching him
from every house. His companions,
however, were Hcnrcely so impres
sionable. They were gloating over
tho treasure they had won for them
selves, and one, at least, was specu
lating as to how he should spend his
share. Suddenly Ilaylc, who was
looking down n side street, uttered
an cxelnmation of surprise.
"Did you see that?" ho inquired of
Kitwater. Then, without waiting for
n reply, ho dived into the nearest
ruin and disappeared from view.
"What on earth is the matter with
him?" Inquired Kitwater of Codd.
"Huh he gone mad?"
Codd only shook his head. Haylc's
doings were more often thnn not an
enigma to him. Presently, however,
tho runaway mado his appearance
before tliein. His fnee was flushed
and ho breathed heavily. Apparent
ly he hnd been running, and for some
distance.
"Don't you sec him?" he inquired
of his companions, in some surprise.
"See who?" asked Kitwater, with
elevated eyebrows. "Who do you
think you saw?"
"A man," Ilayle replied. "I am
ready to take my oath I saw him
cross tlmt narrow street back yonder."
"Wns it one of our own men, do you
think?" snld Codd, referring to the
two Bunnell they hnd brought with
them.
"Not a bit of it," ITnylo replied.
"I tell you, Kitwater, I am as sure
as I am of anything Hint the man I
saw was a Chinaman."
"Onnnnon," said Kitwater. "There
isn't a Chinaman within SO miles of
the ruins. You are unduly excited.
You'll be seeing a regiment of Scott's
guards presently if you nre not care
ful." "I don't care what you say, it was
a man I saw," the other answered.
"Good Heavens! won't you believe me
when I say that I saw his pigtail?"
"Hclicvo you, of course, I will," re
plied Kitwater, good-humoredly.
"It's a pity you didn't catch hold of
him by it, however. No, no, Gid, you
take my word for it, there are no
Chinamen about here. What do you
think, Codd?"
Mr. Codd appeared to have no opin
ion, for he did not reply.
By this time they had crossed the
last bridge and hnd left the city behind
them. The jungle was lulling itself to
sleep, and drowsy croonings sounded
on every hnnd. So certain was Ilayle
that he had not been mistaken ubout
the man he declared he had seen, that
he kept his eyes well open to guard
against a surprise. He did not know
what clump of bamboo might contain
an enemy, and, in consequence, his
right hand was kept continually in his
pocket in order not to lose the grip
of the revolver therein contained. At
last they reached the top of the hill
and approached the open spot where
their camp was situated.
"What did I tell you?" said Kitwa
ter, as he looked about the camp and
could discover no traces of their two
native servants. "It was one of our
prowling rascals you saw, and when
he comes back I'll tench him to come
spying on us. If I know anything of
the rattan, he won't do it tignln."
Hayle shrugged his shoulders. While
the fact that their servants were not
at the enmp to anticipate their return
was certainly suspicious, he was still
as convinced as ever that the man he
hnd seen slipping through the ruins
was no Hurmnu, but a true sou of the
celestial empire.
Worn out by the excitement of the
tiny, Kitwater anathematized theserv
ants for not having been there to pre
pare the evening meal, but while lie
and llajle wrangled, Mr. Codd had ns
usual taken the matter into his own
hands, nnd, picking up a cooking pot,
had set oil' in the direction of the
stream, whence they drew their supply
of water. He had not proceeded very
far, however, before he uttered a cry
and came running back to the cnnip.
There was a scared expression upon
his face ns he rejoined his compan
ions. "They've not run away," he cried,
pointing in the direction whence he
had come. "They're dead!"
"Dead?" cried Kitwater nnd Hayle
together. Then the latter added:
"What do you mean by that?"
"What I say," Codd replied. "They're
both lying in tho jungle back there
with their throats cut."
"Then 1 was right after nil," Hayle
found time to put In. "Come, Kit, let
us go and see. There's more than we
bargained for at the back of all this."
They hurried with Codd to the spot
where he had discovered the bodies,
to find that his tale was too true.
Their two unfortunate servants were
to be seen lying one on either side of
the track, both dead and shockingly
mutilated. Kitwater knelt beside
them nnd examined them more closely.
"Chinese," he said, laconically. Then
ufter a pause he continued: "It's a
good thing for us we had the foresight
to take our rifles with us to-day, other
wise we should have lost them for a
certainty. Now we shall have to keep
our eyes open for trouble. It won't be
long In coining, mark my words."
"You don't think they watched us at
work in that courtyard, do you?" asked
Hayle, anxiously, as they returned to
the camp. "If that's so, they'll have
every atom of the remaining treasure,
and we shall be done for."
He spoke as if until that moment
they had received nothing.
"It's Just possible they may have
done so, of course," said Kitwater,
"but how are we to know? We could
n't prevent them, for we don't know
how many of them there may be. That
fellow you saw this evening may only
have been placed there to spy upon
our movements. Confound it all, I
wish we were a bigger party."
"It's no use wishing that," Ilayle re
turned, nnd then after a pause he
added: "Fortunately we hold a good
many lives in our hands, and what's
more, wc know the value of our own.
The only thing we can do is to watch,
watch, and watch, and, if we are taken
by surprise, we shall have nobody to
thank for it but ourselves. Now if
you'll staud sentry, Coddy and I will
get tea."
They Bet to work, and the meal was
in due course served nnd enten. Aft
erwards Codd went on guard, being
relieved by Ilayle at midnight. Ever
since they had made the ghastly dis
covery in the jungle, the latter had
been more silent even than the gravity
of the situation demanded. Now he
sat, nursing his rifle, listening to the
mysterious voices of the jungle, and
thinking as If for dear life. Meanwhile
his companions slept soundly on, se
cure in the fact that he was watching
over them.
At last Hayle rose to his feet.
"It's my only chance," he said to
himself, as he went softly across to
where Kitwater was lying. "It must
be now or never!"
Kneeling beside the sleeping man,
he felt for the packet of precious
stones they had that day obtained.
Having found it he transferred it to
his own pocket, and then returned to
his former position as quietly as he
had come. Then, having secured as
much of their store of ammunition as
he could conveniently carry, together
with a supply of food sufficient to last
him for several days, he deserted his
post, abandoned his friends and dis
appeared into the jungle!
PAKT III.
The sun wns slowly sinking behind
tho dense wall of jungle which
hems in, on tho southern side, the
frontier station of Nampoung. In
the river below there is a ford,
which has a distinguished claim
on fame, inasmuch as it is one
of the gntcways from Burmah
into western China. This ford is
guarded continually by a compnny
of Sikhs, under the command of an
English officer. To be candid, it is
not a post that is much sought nfter.
NOW UK SAT NURSING HIS RIFLE,
LISTENING TO THE MYSTERIOUS
VOICES OK THE JUNGLE.
Its dullness is cxtxuiordinnry. True,
one can fish there from morning un
til night, if one is so disposed; nnd if
ono hns the good fortune to be n bot
anist, there is an inexhaustible field
open for study. It is also true that
Nampoung is only 30 miles or so, as
the crow ilies, from Bhnmo, nnd when
one hns been In the wilds, nnd out
of touch of civilization for months
nt a time, Bhamo is by no menns n
place to be despised. So thought
Gregory, of the Ono Hundred and
Twenty-third regiment, ns ho threw
his line into tho pool below him.
"It's worso thnn a dog's life," he
said to himself, ns ho looked nt the
ford a hundred yards or so to his
right, where, at tho moment, his sub
altern was engnged levying toll up
on some Yunnan merchants who
were carrying cotton on pack mules
into China. After that ho glanced
behind him nt the little cluster of
buildings on tho hill, nnd groaned
once more. "I wonder what they are
doing in England," he continued.
"Trout fishing has just begun, nnd I
can imagine the dear old governor at
tho Long pool, rod in hand. The
girls will Btroll down in the aftcr
noon to find out what sport he has
had, nnd they'll wah homo across
the park with him, while the mater
will probably meet them half way.
And here am I in this God-forsaken
hole with nothing to do but to keep
an eye on that ford there. Bhamo
is better than this, Mandalay is bet
ter than Bhnmo, and Rangoon is bet
ter than cither. Chivvying dakus is
Paradise compared with this sort of
thing. Anyhow, I'm tired of fishing."
He bogan to take his rod to pieces
preparatory to returning to his
quarters on the hill. Ue had just un
shipped tho last joint, when ho be
came aware that ono of his men wns
approaching him. Ho inquired his
business, and was informed in return
that Dempsey, his sub, would bo
glad to Bee him at the ford. Hand
ing his rod to tho man he set oft in
tho direction of the crossing in ques
tion, to become aware, as he ap
proached It, of a disreputable figuro
propped up against a tree on tho
nearer bank.
"What's tho matter, Dempsey?"
he inquired. "What on earth have
you got there, man?"
"Well, that's more than I can say,"
the other replied. "He's evidently a
white man, and I fancy an English
man. At home we should call him a
senrecrow. He turned up from across
the ford just now, and tumbled down
in the middle of the strenm like a
shot rabbit. Never saw such a thing
before. He's not a pretty sight, is
he?"
"Poor devil," said Gregory, "no
seems to be on his last legs. I won
der who tho deuce ho is, nnd what
brought him into this condition."
"I've searched, and there's nothing
about to tell us," said Dempsey.
"What do you think wo had better
do with him?"
"Get him up the hill," said his su
perior, without hesitation. "When
he's a bit stronger we'll have his
story out of him. I'll bet a few
years' pay it will be interesting."
A file of men were called, and tho
mysterious stranger was carried up
to the residence of the English offi
cers. It was plain to the least ob
servant that ho was in n very serious
condition. Such clothes as he pos
sessed were in rags; his face was
pinched with starvation, and more
over he was quite unconscious.
When his bearers, accompanied by
tho two Englishmen, reached tho
cluster of huts, he was carried to n
.1 a il , j nV nn
sraaii room ai me enu oi uie omcers
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After a little brandy had been ad'
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ministered, he recovered conscious
ness nnd looked about him. Heav
ing a sigh of relief, he inquired
where he might be.
"You are at Nampoung," said
Gregory, "and you ought to thank
your stars that you are not in King
dom Come. If ever a man was near
it, you have been. We won't ask you
for your story now; however, later
on, you shall bukh to your heart's
content. Now I nm going to givo
you something to eat. You look is if
you want it badly enough."
Gregory looked at Dempsey and
mnde a sign, whereupon the other
withdrew, to presently return carry
ing a bowl of soup. The stranger
drank it ravenously, nnd then lay
back and closed his eyes once more.
Be would have been a clever man
who could have recognized in tho
emaciated being upon the bed, the
spruce, well-cared-for individual who
was known to the Hotel of the Three
Desires in Singapore as uideon
Hayle.
"You'd better rest awmlo now,"
snid Gregory, "and then perhaps
you'll feel equal to joining tis at
mess, or whatever you like to call
it."
"Thanks, very much," the man re
plied, with the conventional utter
ance of an English gentleman, which
wns not lost upon his audience. "I
hope I shall feel up to it."
"Whoever tho fellow is," said
Gregory, as they passed along the '
veranda a few minutes later, "he has
evidently seen better days. Poor
beggar, I wonder where he's been,
and what he has been up to?"
"We shall soon find out," Dempsey
answered. "All he said when wo
fished him out of the water was 'at
last,' and then ho fainted clean
away. I am not more curious than
my neighbors, but I don't mind ad
mitting thnt I nm anxious to hear
what he has to say for himself. Talk
about Kip Van Winkle, why, he is not
in it with thl3 fellow. He could give
him points nnd bent him hollow."
To Bo Continued.
RoMvcttl lu Sclf-Ilc feline.
Toward the latter part of Kosetti's
life he rarely left his house and gar
den. He depended upon a close circle
of friends for society, and in his own
way was a sociable man, but he pre
ferred to see his friends and acquaint
ances by appointment, and woe betide
the too intrusive stranger.
One day an enterprising man called
who was duly armed with a letter of
introduction, and the servant was
nearly yielding to the impulsive stran
ger, whereupon the palntir of "Dante's
Dream" leaned over the bnnister and
said in a firm, mellifluous voice: "Tell
the gentleman that I nm nov at home.'
I Lippiucott's Magazine,
MOTHER-IF-" AW DIPLOMACY.
Oiifi Who Kiicv IIov to Cure lie
Dtiiilllitrr'M IIiinIiiiiiiI of HI
I'll rn I in ony,
Caroline Lockhnrt's amusing story Is
a new one on mothers-in-law. She sets
out to cure her daughter' husband of
the parsimony which lb making his
wife's life unbearable, says Lippin
cott's. " 'He doesn't know that he is mean,
wept Lily; 'he thinks he is generous,
and I always try to keep up appear
ances, to he does not realize what a lit
tle he gives me.'
'"He will realize it before I'm
through with him,' said mother,
grimly."
When Whipple invites n guest to din
ner, expecting to fare sumptuously
without paying for it, mother order
the following amncr:
"Mary enme in bearing a large plat
ter upon which rolled, like so many
marbles, six hard balls of chopped
uii-iii wie soup meat in disguise.
"'What's this wo have,' inqi
Whipple, blankly.
inquired
" 'Meat balls,' replied mother, in her
sweetest and sunvest tones.
"Sterling pinched himself under the
tnble to keep back tho fiendish desiro
he had to yell when Whipple, nfter pur
suing one of the little hard balls
around and around the plntter with a
spoon, finally captured it on the sido
and tried to mash it. It flew from un
der the spoon like quicksilver, nnd an
other exciting chase ensued before he
finally got it on Sterling's plnte.
"In the covered dishes were boiled
tu5l)s onions and potatoes.
"The conversation during the meal
was forced, except by mother. It was
hard to be gay on turnips, but mother
bubbled over with good humor, and
Whipple's silent prayer was that tho
meat ball would choke her to death.
"Every time Sterling thought of the
'comforts of home' he had a fit of
coughing that mnde his chair sway to
and fro till the chills crept up and
down his spine.
" 'Pass the cofTee, Mary,' said Lily,
with a sigli of relief that the end was
in tight. A hectic flush had risen on
Whipple's cheekbones. As he raised
the af f er-dinner cup to his lips, looking
fcnrfully about, as if wondering if
there was anything more Hint could
happen, the cup dropped off the handle,
Lily gave a cry, and Whipple executed
n war dance ns the scalding coffee
burned him. Sterling started violent
ly as lie heard the crash. His chair col-
i.,c,i .,n,. ,, . , . ., .
lapsed and lie fell m n heap, strikinerhis
head against the sideboard with a force
that made him see stars."
NOTES OF THE MODES.
'Item of Infornintlon on the I.ntcat
In DroNH for Dcvotcen of
Fnxlilon.
Oak leaves and acorns form some of
the new "foliage hats" that have
sprung Into sudden popularity.
It is now the fashion to have ono
light-coloreu orchid slipped in the sido
of the bunch of violets worn with the
evening or walking gown.
The "dropped" shoulder effect is
observed on many of the lace yoke cos
tumes, and promises to be almost ns
popular as it was last summer.
Handsome materials for the woman
who wishes to dress richly in black
are the fine embroidered Indian crepes,
with small figures covering them al
most solidly.
Nightgowns for summer wear
are cut square at the neck and hnvo
loose fitting elbow sleeves. Many of
these are finished with a beading of
embroidery through which a light col-
i ored satin ribbon is drawn, nnd the
lsunl edging of embroidery is dispensed
with.
A new idea for the summer sepnrato
wnist is to have the front embroidered
in some rich and tasteful design, leav
ing the rest of the waist absolutely
without trimming. Women who aro
experts with their needles enjoy work
ing out beautiful designs on sheer
goods.
The lntest thing in separate skirts
Is close fitting to the knees and finished
with a wide, graduated, accordion
plaited flounce. In skirts of light col
ors the portion where the flounce joins
the skirts is finished with white or eeru
lace in medallion or serpentine design.
So met hi hi; Kit in 11 In r.
"Viper!" hissed the angry woman.
Scoundrel! Wretch! Blackguard!
Puppv! Villain!"
Smiling sweetly, the mnn rolled a
cigarette and began lighting it.
"Liar!" she resumed, her cj'es
Hushing vivid fire. "Kobber-r-r!"
"Go on," suggested the man, puff
ing lazily on his cigarette. "Go on.
That reminds me of the days when I
used to be a baseball umpire."
Hero the woman sunk helplessly
Into n chair, realizing to tho full tha
utter impossibility of pulling him
anything thnt would mnko him wince.
Baltimore American.
Cream Cookie.
One cup sugar; one cup bour cream;
one egg; one toblespoonful butter if
cream is not too rich; one tenspoonful
s-oda and one teaspoonful baking pow
der. Both soda and baking powder aro
to be sifted in the flour. Flavor with
one-half teaspoonful of lemon or var
nila. Detroit Free Press.
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