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ii THE NEBRASKA ADVERTISER XV. XV. HANDHK8, I'abllnhor. .NEMjYIIA, -" - NEI1KASKA. SOMETHING TO FORGIVE. You trny: "Such anient frlendolilp In mlB- tiikcu; If you knew " 1'licrol Close your HpH and listen: When tlio ky Ih clear antl blue, Wlion hum anil lilt da and dew ilropH make tlio bli; world alad and bright, Would all bo half ho precious had thcro been no clouds or 1 1 1 k ) 1 1 V Would (lowers HPctu ho beautiful If Hent from heaven above VtfQU not their earthly orljiln ndd nympa- tliy to lovoV So friendships muni bo human If on earth they'd thrive and live For what does friendship feed on whon thore'H uotliltiK to fonrlvo? How could my heart bo Kentlo lo'ard u heart that knew no pain 7 Could friendship ko on IIvIiik If Ita prof fered help were vain 7 Could I, were I not certain you were only human, feel Tlio tender, Hweol rompaHHlon that my words to you reveal? Oh, way not: "If you only know " The Father known I know; JIu left HIh blessed Impress on each hu man soul: and ho My loved one iniiHt bo human while upon thlH earth I live For earthly love Krows HtroiiKor when there's nothing lo forgive. a. W. Olllllan, In Los AnKeles Herald. Coiyrlglitiaoi,br J. H.MpplncottCo. CHAITHIl V. Continukii. ' "Yea, Hcldon- Mr. Hcldon came in from the. vestibule and down that ventral aisle, and iih he was coining ihc door opened again, nnd you came in willi thai tiresome old Dr. Wynne." "My dear," said I, excusing her in my heart, because she was so like my Utile Amaranthe "my dear, don't speak so. lie Is a dear old gen tleman, illghly recommended by President Smith, of the Galtorsville college." "Well, if he bored mc with the Lost Tribes as he bores you, L'd get rid of him mighty sud I mean as soon as possible. Hut to go on, where was J 7 Oh, yes, I crunched down behind the front pew and that man, Hcldon, J think, you said, came down the .aisle. Then you came in and I heard .you all talking. 1 then felt sure from the sound of your voices Unit you were coming along to the chancel, so 1 simply crawled round the corner, up the side aisle, and while you were Ntill talking with the officious man in the back room I was out of the idoor and off. Johnny opened the -door for himself, so that I could get out without it being very apparent." . "T don't see why you hid," said I. 1 "Why, from Mr. Heldon. 1 told you T wiiH averse to meeting him. 1 don't like his look's at all. 1 won't know Whim simply won't! 1 never saw many old churches," continued Miss Oacres, musingly. "Out in India they wire mostly temples, and such things, but " "So you have been in India," I said. "You luive traveled u great deal for no young a " "Did 1 say .India, really? How wireless I am. 1 didn't mean to tell you now. Perhaps I will sometime, all about it. In our Wisconsin home we hadn't, of course, any old ohufehes, and after mother died father took me abroad with him." 1 "When you came here you said that your mother was in town in hc city, 1 mean and that your brother brought out your slippers." "Yes, you dear old thing," said she, .stroking my knees with her thin Ibrown hand, "I know 1 did. 1 was so rafKiid that you would turn me adrift, :nnd 1 had really nowhere to go. I said 1 was married, too, at least I spoke of my little chap at school! "No such good luck for me. Can you forgive me?" "Poor ehihl!" As I spoke a tear dropped from my eye upon her yellow curls. "Don't cry," she said. "Don't cry ior me." She got up on her knees nnd stroked my cheeks. "It may be better some day." She winked very , hard and bit her lip. "I really haven't any mother. That is just a good woman who took me in, but her anarrled daughter came home with ltwo children and 1 had to leave. 1 could send you to her any time. She would tell you the same. And that mian well, his name was Waldemar, Tbut ho wasn't my brother. I am going to confess all about it. lie is tthtit kind woman's daughter's hus Xband. She sent him out here with wny slippers. They are plain people, Mind queer sort of people, but I'd Krust then as 1 would myself. T knew you would not like it, and, in .fact, I didn't like it any too well my iself. What do you think ho did ' Ho t throw gravel against my windows. JNow, did you ever hear of such a rthintf? cuiling a respectable girl in .that way? Dirt you hour anything? it didn't hear the gravel," said 1. 1 1 MYSTERIOUS I 9 I MISS DACRES I m By Mrs. Schuyler Crowninahicld. "Then I needn't have told you," she laughed. "I was so ashamed when you discovered it, 1 wrote to his mother thai when she had anything more to send or any message, or anything, she must send her son out In the daytime; but he is em ployed in an automobile factory, as I told you that l all (rue and he can't very well get away in Hie day." I started, for just here I thought I heard a faint rumbling sound be neath the place where we were sit ting. "What Is that noise?" J ex claimed, , "Noise? 1 don't hear any." "Yes, underneath us, In the cellar. It sounds like a rumbling." "Dear me! Dear me!" she jumped up from the Moor and began to scream nervously. "Perhaps we're going to have an earthquake. We had one out in " She ran to the cellar door, making a great deal of noise as she went, and flung it wide. "Is there anyone there?" she called. "Come and listen for yourself, Mrs. Hrathwalte. Come and listen for yourself." The rumbling had ceased. "T certainly heard a noise," said I. "Well, you ought to know your own cellar. You will make me afraid to sleep if you say such things." "bet us go down and see," 1 sug gested. She hesitated, and then said: "Well, if you wish, but it's very draughty. O-o-o-h! I'm shivering already." Now, I had the beginning of a cold, caught suddenly, I feared, in the old church, and for that reason I hesi tated also to go down into that gloomy vault. I did, however, push myself a little way down, and then, as if I had seen them for the first time, "Why! what is this?" said I, and I reached out my hand and took from the wall the suit of men's clothes. At this my boarder scaled herself upon the top step, put her hands over her face, and burst into tears. "They're .Tim's," she said. "They're Jim's." "Don't, my dear, don't. Do not agitate yourself so terribly." She shook all over her spare form. Her voice came mullled from between her fingers. There was no doubt about her grief being serious, "it seems as. if L were suspected and hounded every step I take. I'm sure I have only good intent ions. I have no wish to do anything wrong, but, dear Mrs. P.rathwaite. just remem ber that I have had no mother. You know what that means to a girl no mother! Poor Jim! It might not have happened if she had not died and left us. Jim's clothes are all that I have left of him, and I kept them. I could not bear to give them away. I have heard of women being blamed for not giving away their baby's clothes, after they died, to poor people. 1 feel as if Jim had been my baby, my dead baby. Jim! dear, dear .Mm!" Her tears were wry honest tears. 1 came to the top step and gath ered the girl in my arms. "There! don't cry," said I. "Don't cry." "Stop, dear lady," said she, brush ing away her tears hurriedly, "I must hang up poor Jim's clothes again. I didn't think you'd mind. I hung them there to keep them free from moths." I wanted to take her in my arms and say "Little Amar anthe, little Amaranthe." She looked so thin and helpless and woe begone. She hung the clothes upon their nail with many a sigh and heave of the breast. Her sor row was so real that my heart ached for her. 1 went back into the room, and in a moment she joined me. "IIow good you are to me," she said. My own eyes were brimming as 1 put my hands on her shoulders and looked into hers, and 1 said it: "Little Amaranthe! little Amaran the!" "Wlpit do you mean?" said she sud denly, the color flushing her cheeks. She staved at me like one seeing an apparition. "All, little Amaranthe, you don't remember me. You don't remember Wibby 1 who used to teach you when you were a little tot." Sim put her hand to her head. "Say'thut again," said she. "Wibby, Wibby, who used to teach you." 'Let me think-," said she. "Let me think. I seem to see oh! was it a great white house? Was there a ri otously lovely garden? Did we do lessons out under a tree? Was there a great dog, and a cow that 1 used to fondle? Were there two ladies there, and a little one, who always came with the books " "Yes, yes," whispered T, as my tears streamed fast. "It was like that. What you say is proof enough for me. I am Sophronia Willoughby who used to teach you, my dearest little girl." "So you are Wibby?" said she. "Is it a wonder that I did not know you? How you have changed?" "Yes," said 1, with a sigh. "1 have indeed changed, How could 1 help It In 10 years? Do you remember your aunts? "Yes," said she. "They were my aunts, were they not, those two ladies? Then there was mother and an mule. Was hiu name " "Dmlil," said I. "Don't you re member your Uncle Daid, Daid Darlington?" 'Was it David?" she nsked. "Was it my I'nele Daid? I knew that my name was Darlington. Jt wns the name we had in Madras. After father died I had to do something, leather died very poor." "Hut how was that?" T asked. "He was a rich man." "I don't like to say things against dear daddy," she laughed a sud little laugh "but to tell you the truth, Mrs. Hrathwalte dear, father was a confirmed gambler. He died when I was 1.1 years old, and I have been sup porting myself ever since." "With the great house standing up there on the hill," I cried, "and enough and to spare." "Are those my Darlingtons?" she nsked in an awe-struck voice. "Are those my people? I cannot believe it. Oh, to be at home at last! Not to have to work any more, to be taken care of!" and she burst Into hysteri cal tears. "And why did you never write?" "1 did write after fatlier died, but T never received any answer. Then the consul wrote, but he was un successful also. I thought that they must all have died. Father had told me thai lie had taken an mat ne longed to him, and 1 felt that 1 had no rights, that perhaps they did not want me, would not welcome me." "Why did you change your name?" r orh-d "oh, why?" "Oh, to Daeres? If you had known my father." "You forget, my dear, I did know your father." "Very well, then, you know how he hated the idea of one of his family working for a living. He had very grand ideas, had daddy. He said of ten and often that no one of the Darlington family should disgrace his name or him by working for a liv ing.'' "Yes," said I, "those were exactly F.ugene Darlington's ideas. I have heard him express himself in that way fifty times or more." "Hut what was I to do? I had no friends no one to take care of me. I went first to England with an Eng lish family as nursery governess. When 1 left them 1 went into an Eng lish hospital. 1 learned to be a trained nurse. 1 took the name of Daeres. It came into my head, I don't know how. Father had been persistent about the honor of his name, and here I am, as Josephine Daeres, at your service." "Josephine Amaranthe Daeres," 1 corrected her. "Yes, Josephine Amaranthe, but not Daeres Darlington at last, thank God!" As I lay thinking of it all, after I was in bed, I remembered that I had not asked her how she came to have a brother. I had never heard of any son haing been born to Eugene Dar lington. 1 must ask her about it in the morning. And now it seemed to me that the time had come when I should take the ladles into my confidence. 1 began a scries of sits to them. Each time that I went to the Hall I took with me a copy of a letter, the words traced in the hand of Miss Elizabeth. Miss Evelyn, or their dead brother David. How Miss Elizabeth wept over them, and how sweet Miss Fvelyn sobbed over them, until the ink in which T had copied them was laded and blurred with their remin iscent tears. And now the summer llowers were bursting into bloom. The country was, I thought, at its best. Every thing gave promise of a delightful season. It was the latter part of June, about a week, perhaps, after my interview with Miss Daeres, that there, came a sudden change from warm to hot weather. My room was not under the attic, which acted as an air chamber, and it became so heated that one would have thought it was midsummer. On the hottest night of all, I lay on my bed fanning myself and trying to fall into a doze. It was useless, and remembering the cool horsehair of our old sofa in the parlor, I got up, opened my door very gently, so as not to disturb Aunt Jane Mary, and went down the stairs. The parlor door was open, and I slipped into the room. There was enough of glimmer from the moon to show me my way. I groped past the table to the sofa. Ah, how Invitingly cool it was! I lay down under the window fanning myself for a half hour or so, and filially awoke to the fact that l was nut growing cool but chilly. I was just about to get up and take a shawl from the hall hat-rack when I heard a step upon the piazza. Now, the window was open, and I felt sure that in another moment some mid night marauder would be crawling over me and into the room. I was terribly frightened. He might show a dark lantern at any instant. Then what would be my fate? I slid soft ly from the sofa and crept to the in ner side of the room, to the recess behind the organ, which stood across the corner, Here T crouched and waited. "Jo!" 1 heard, "Jo!" and then in a little louder tone, "Jo, are you here?" Then a light btreame.il into the room. There was a grunt of an noyance on account, 1 knew, of the discovered nature of the room, and the light was withdrawn. I heard the footsteps go along the piazza and past the hall door. I hardly knew what to do. I thought of running to Mr. Ueldon's room and knocking on the door, and then J remembered suddenly that which I was always forgetting, that he spent his nights at the newspaper ofllce. There was no one to protect us but an old and feeble man upstairs, locked in his room, diflleult to awaken perhaps, or Haldy Towner, who was sound asleep over the stable. To reach him I must unlock the back door and cross the open yard. I might meet this mid night prowler anywhere outside of the hous-e. As I listened, T heard a tapping on the window farther along the piazza. He was not trying the front door, then? I crept out from my plncc of concealment, and, kneeling on the sofa, I leaned out of the window as far as I could and watched. Then'I heard a second tapping, and after a few minutes Hie window was gently StmJL I LEANED OUT AS PAR AS I COULU AND WATCHED. raised. There was a short conversa tion, and the figure disappeared within the opening. 1 leaned out as far as I could, wondering where Hill could be. He had always slept with one eye open just in front of the hall door, and no one could so much as lay a finger on the gate latch without his deep growl sounding in my ear. 1 strained my eyes; Hill certainly was not there. Hill, dear old Dill! They knew your faithfulness, but they also knew your greediness, as the following morning showed me, when Haldy Towner, with real tears in his eyes, came and beckoned me to the back door. There lay my dear old dog, still' nnd cold, a meat bone stained with green powder lying near, proof of his too trusting nature. I crept out through the dark hall, and going close to Miss Daeres' door, put my ear to the keyhole and lis tened. I heard voices talking, though hardly above a whisper; there were more than two; it seemed to me that I heard three, but so nervous had 1 become that I could not place them or say if I had ever heard them before. Sometimes I thought that one of them sounded like Mr. Heldort's. I fancied that I heard Miss Daeres' soft tones, and my heart sank like lead! Perhaps, though, she was pleading for her life. Of course, I knew that Mr. Held on could not be there, that he was away in the city, working over his articles for the next day's paper. Then I heard a movement within, and n door was unbolted and a light streamed from under the door of Mr. Ileldon's room. So this was the way in which Miss Daeres disposed of her midnight visitors! Such was my sudden change of mind. She used Mr. Ileldon's room while he was away! I started up and went swiftly to the door of my lower-back. As I reached it, I saw that a figure was there before me. It came suddenly upon my sight. It stood on the farther side of the door and leaned down with its ear to the keyhole. As l came close, it raised its head, and at the same time clasped my wrist with a wiry grip of iron. ITo Do Continued. A (lOiitlcimin lleiiNt. Pepresentative Lacey, of Iowa, has contributed to the Congressional Rec ord the following essay on the Huf falo: "The bufi'alo was the noblest of all the wild animals that inhabited this continent when America was discovered. "The ages in which this wonder ful creature was evolved into his pe culiar form and size are inconceivable in duration. IIow admirably he was adapted to life upon the western plains. Whon he had fed he traveled with his fellows in long lines, single file to the favorite watering place. The herd did not spread abroad and trample down and destroy the grass in such a journey, but in long and narrow trails the journey was made, and when the drinking place was reached and thirst was sated, the buf falo never defiled the pool in which ho drank. "He was n gentleman among beasts, jtist as the game hog is a beast among gentlemen." Cleveland Leader. IN FOREIGN CITIES. The number of marriages recorded in Derlin in 1001 wns 19,833. Outdoor musical performances are not permitted in St. Petersburg. The street passenger traflic of Lon don gives employment to 50,000 per sons. There are 102 centenarians in Con naught, Ireland, antl 1,100 persons over 00 years old. It is estimated that about 3,000 woinV en and girls are employed in flowc-Wv, helling in the streets of London. As a precaution against infection small silver currency is now being dis infected by the municipal authorities at St. Petersburg. Swarms of plague-Infected rats which infest the stone wall along the sea shore at Yokohama have been en tombed alive, the authorities having had every hole and crevice in the wall filled with cement and pebbles. St. Petersburg is fighting n rnt plague of tremendous proportions. For three successive days rats wander ing to the river to drink stopped early morning trains on the suburban Newski railway. The police are dis tributing rat poison to all household ers free of charge, nnd soldiers armed with sticks watch the road to the river where rats procure their drink. INDUSTRIAL AND MECHANICAL. The oat and' sugar crop of the United States have each increased six fold in 30 years. The most economical processes are used in the lake region for the recov ery of copper, so that it is found that ore yielding ya per cent, will pay costs. A French Industry is the conversion of old shoes in a paste which is trans formed into morocco like imitation leather. This is used for wall papers, trunk coverings, etc. A gigantic shoe trust exists in Pus sia. Nearly all the shoes sold in that country are manufactured by one firm in St. Petersburg, which is one of the most prosperous stock companies in the world. Screw propellers, it is pointed out, have not followed the usual course of improvement from accumulated ex perience, and, while great numbers of new blades have been brought out, there has been no tendency to evolve an accurate theory on scientific de sign. Such anomalies are the variable running of duplicate propellers are still unexplained. The lack of prog ress is attributed to the reticence of sea-going engineers, whose practical observations seldom reach construct ors. IN SUNNY ITALY. The International Historical Con gress, which had to be postponed last year, will open its sittings in Pome on April 2. When the last fragments of the ruined campanile in Venice were re moved 30 bottles of wine were found unbroken in the custodian's room. Two arctic dogs brought back by the duke of Abruzzi from the polar regions, have been bitten by a mad dog and are being treated for hydro phobia. A beautiful villa on Lugo Mnggiore is one of the prizes ottered by a Milan newspaper to regular subscrib ers. Many Italian journals have or ganized regular lotteries, with prizes of $100 to $5,000. The Messagero. of Pome, sends out men who distribute money prizes to persons whom they meet with a copy of that newspaper THE GENERAL MARKETS. Kansas City, Feb. 10. CATTLE r.cef steers $3 75 (0)5 05 Native stockers Western steers HOGS .......i SHEEP WHEAT No. 2 hard No. 2 red CORN No. 2 mixed , OATS-No. 2 mixed , RYE-No. 2 FLOUR Hani winter pat ; 2 G5 5 00 350 & I 50 rr 3oo T7 6 !2V4 S 4 75 C3 CD 3S'V3 39V4 35 45 325 ? 350 3 50 f(13 50 0 000 Soft winter patents.... 3 30 HAY Timothy 3 50 Pralrlo 4 75 iiwviS UUTTER-Cholco to fancy.. 13 CI I E ES E-Full ' cream '.'.'.'.'.'.'. 13 POTATOES-Home grown .. 45 ST. LOUIS. CATTLE Beef steers 4 00 Texas steers 3 00 HOGS Butchers C 75 SHEEP Natives 4 20 FLOUR-Rcil winter pat.,.. 3 45 7t i 0 0 23 15 14V4 50 d? 5 50 4 30 (ft 700 5? 5 25 fir 3 55 S 7RV4 f? 4IA 37A 40 20 WHEAT No. 2 red CORN-No. 2 OATS-No. 2 , RYE BUTTER-Creamery ... DRY SALT MEATS.... 7ti 42 37 19 0 V'Vs 0 37V4 BACON 1000 10 37V4 CHICAGO. CATTLE-Steors 3 00 HOGS Mixed unci butchers. G 50 7? 5 75 ? 0 85 ? 5 25 ? 3 75 77 8HEKP Western 4 25 FLOUR Winter patents .... 3 CO WHEAT No. 2 red 7G CORN-No. 2 OATS-No. 2 RYE-May 411M? 13 WJS' 35 51 fi 5U4 LARD May n in n; 9 no PORIC-May 10 S7MI710 05 NEW YORK. CATTLE Steers 4 10 0 5 50 HOGS 7 25 SHEEP 300 CT500 WHEAT-No. 2 red S24t 83'A CORN-No. 2 CS C2 OATS-No. 2 43i A Cf L V mwmr-