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THE NEBRASKA ADVERTISER
XT. W. 8ANDEKS, 1'ublUhor.
NEMAHA, - - NEBRASKA.
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THAT BABY.
It ain't no troublo now to And
Tho things Hint used to bo
A-ncattcrcd round about tho house,
Or hid nwny from me.
Tho paper's nllus rlRht to linnd,
Tho tidy's on tho chnlr,
My hat don't leave tho front hall peg
'Most 'foro I hang It tlicro.
An everything Ih orderly,
An' Just tho way It's put, , (
Without a raft o' cur'us truck I
A-klckln under foot.
Cut when I look around tho room
An' hcc the chains Just bo,
An' all tho things u-sottln' in '
Tho place they ought to go,
I'd glvo tho rest o' this ol' lifo
If I could only bco
That baby strowln' things around
Tho way thoy used to be.
Portland Orogonlun.
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TiTe KIDNAPPED
MILLIONAIRES
A Talc of Wall Street
and tho Tropics
By FREDERICK U. ADAMS
Conyrlcht, 1001, bv Lotlirop I'uMlrliliiff Company.
AllrlelitKicneiTfil.
cirAPTEit xr. continuki).
Mr. Carmody was a gentleman of
ImproHHlvu mien. Ho hud retained
it dignity and his composure, most
admirably, and addressed Capt. Wa
ters with thu easy air in which lie
was wont to issue orders to the
managers and superintendents of his
vast enterprises. He calmly drank
a little of u glass of water and step
ping forward, faced Capt. Waters.
That gentleman was a study in
bronze, lie was in full uniform. The
gold braid of his cap, the burs of
gold on ids shoulders and sleeves,
nnd tho rows of brass buttons on
Ibis coat, were in sharp contrast to
tho plain apparel of the group which
now clustered around him. A long,
livid scar across his left cheek and
extending to the point of his chin,
showed plain in tho electric light
which Hooded the room. The closely
cropped gray moustache; tho shaggy,
black eyebrows beetling over tho
cold blue eyes; the iron-gray hair
beneath the cap; the erect, impas
sive pose of the figure proclaimed
-ibo character of tho official who hold
In his control tho immediate destiny
of tho group of men who now cou
irontcd him.
Mr. Kent did not join this party.
Ho had paused by a starboard win
dow and was gazing out as if deeply
concerned in a study of the weather.
Hestor stood a little back of the
tcnptain, while Hammond had seated
himself by the table. In his face
anger and bewilderment struggled
lor mastery.
"Capt. Waters," said Mr. Carmody,
placing his hand familiarly on the
broad shoulder of that official, "on
behalf of tho gentlemen on this
jracht, I demand of you, as its cap
lain, that you immediately put about
nnd return to New York. You are
responsible. Mr. Hestor is clearly
irresponsible. It is our wish to re
turn at once,"
"It certainly is! It certainly is!"
exclaimed Mr. Pence, attempting to
.fjrnsp Capt. Waters' hand. That of
ficial glanced at Mr. Hestor as if
Waiting for him to answer.
"You know your orders," snid Hes
tor. "You are the captain of this
yacht."
"I got my orders from Mr. Hestor
nd obey them," said Capt. Waters,
Addressing no member of tho group
in particular. His voice was gruff,
iliut not unkind. "We are headed
cast, nor'east. When ho says to
change her course, I will change her
course. Until then, not. That's all."
This was a long speech for Capt.
.Wnters. He turned and walked to
the door.
i xhe 'Shark' Is yours, gentlemen,"
aid Hestor, airily. "Tho servants are
jyours to command, but I will issue all
necessary orders to tho captain.
You gentlemen, who 'have uch great
interests under your control, must
xealizc that, in bucIi an outing as I
have planned, Capt. Waters must not
Ibo annoyed with conflicting orders. I
Stave provided everything for your
comfort, and am Biiro you will thank
me for tho treat I have In store for
3'ou. I will rejoin you in a few mo
ments. I wIbIi to study our charts
and determine our course for the
night. Then we will have some music
in Social Hall. I would like to see
you for a few moments, Sidney; if
the gentlemen will excuso you."
Mr. Hammond hesitated a moment.
Mr. Carmody stepped to his side and
poke a few words in a low tone.
Sidney listened, and bowing to him
and the others, joined Hestor and
followed him into his private state
rooms at the forward part of the
deckhouse.
"Well, I'll be damned!" onid Mr.
"Haven, with perhapa justifiable em-
its, m Senior uinUsd jjraeiousl
and daportcd with Sidney nammond.
"Wo arc kidnapped."
"Did you lust find that out?"
drawled Mr. Kent, ns he reached for
another cigar. "I knew that five
minutes ago."
"You take it mighty coolly," said
Mr. Haven, glaring at the big specu
lator. "One would think that the
kldnnpplng of six of the wealthiest
men in New Yorlc was an evcry-dny
event by tho way you tnke it."
"I havo Been stranger things tCinn
this happen," said Mr. Kent. "Take
it easy. Take it easy. You will get
Pence excited."
Mr. Pence had passed tho stage of
excitement. He was lost in the
depths of despair. Had one of the
marines entered nnd commanded him
to walk the plank it would not havo
added to the weight of woe which
overwhelmed him.
Mr. Palmer J. Morton had taken
no part in tho brief proceedings
which had accomplished this revolu
tion. He grasped the situation from
the moment Hestor made his first
declaration, and realized that
whether their dilemma was the re
sult of a plot or the whim of a
maniac, that arguments and force
were useless. Mr. Morton prided him
self that he could divine the mach
iuations of the cool-headed busi
ness schemer, but was ho expected
to cope with tho fantastic plots of a
crazy man? It was enough to know
that he had been duped. He must
deIso a way out of tho trap which
he had helped to set.
"Gentlemen," ho said, "this is a
serious affair, but we must meet it
coolly and with deliberation. It is
of no avail to storm and rnge. We
are caged, and it will do no good to
beat our wings against tho bars. I
.feel myself largely at fault in this
affair, but all of us are likely to make
mistakes and to suffer lapses in
judgment. In this "
"Mr. Morton," interrupted Mr.
llockwell, "1 think 1 speak for all
present when I say that wo do not
hold you in the least responsible for
this ridiculous event. 1 should have
done tho same thing. So would nny
of us."
"I thought that newspaper trust
one of tho best things I ever heard
of," said Mr. Pence, and his eyes
brightened for the moment at tho
tjiought. "I figured it out that the
stock would have paid 20 per cent,
dividends on the original investment.
Oh, it is awful!"
Mr. Pence evidently did not refer
to the magnitude of the vanished div
idends, but to his present sorrow.
"We must retire to one of the
staterooms and consider what can
be done," said Mr. Morton. "I pre
sume the owner or the officers of the
'WHO TIIIO DEVIL AUK YOU?" DE
MANDED IIESTOIt.
boat will not object to our move
ments, so long as we comply with
the rules of discipline. We have been
informed that the yacht is ours, and
I suggest that wo select our state
rooms and meet in one of them and
confer together."
"You can do anything you please,"
said Hestor, who had entered tho
room, and had overheard the latter
part of Mr. Morton's remarks. "But
tho hour is early, and there is plenty
of excellent wine straining against
tho corks in the effort to escape and
enhance the jollity of this occasion.
Besides, we are going to have muslo.
I havo attempted to reconcile Mr.
Hammond to his fute, and I know ho
will favor us with a song."
"Mr. Hestor."
The speaker stopped. Capt. Wa
ters stood in the door, and his hand
was on tho arm of a gentleman
whoso face and pose constituted a
character study. He was a big,
handsome man with a florid com
plexion, an aggressive black mus
tache, shrewd blue eyes and a profu
sion of brown huir which fell to his
coat collar. There was no timidity
in his attitude, yet there was some
indescribable weakness in his general
bearing. He was well-dressed, and
hud a roll of paper under his arm
which ho carefully guarded. Hestor
looked ut him in blank amazement.
Mr. Pence groaned.
"Who in the devil are you?" de
manded Hestor, as Capt. Waters re
leased the arm of tho new arrival.
"L. Sylvester Vincent, of Chicago,"
wus the reply.
"What in thunder are you doing
on this boat? Wh'sre did you find
him, Capt. Waters?"
"Ho was in the aft pnssage way;
he had just come out of one of the
staterooms."
"Tills in Mr. Hestor, Is it not?"
said Mr. Vincent, who had entirely
recovered his self-possession; if in
fact he had ever lost it. "I recog
nize you from your picture. It was
like this: I have been trying for ten
days to see Mr. Carmody," nnd Mr.
Vincent bowed pleasantly to Mr. Car
mody, who glared back at him. "Mr.
Carmody is a very busy man, and my
time is of some value also. Well, I
followed him down to the boat, and
1 guessed that he was going to take
a little pleasure trip. 1 figured that
this would be a good time to get a
chance to talk to him, so I enmo on
board. Anticipaling that there
might be some objections to my
er to my being a guest, and not dc
siring to intrude on your company at
dinner. I remained down stairs until
you gentlemen had finished your re
past." Mr. L. Sylvester Vincent
looked hungrily at the yet loaded
table and concluded: "1 was just
starting to come upstairs and intro
duce myself to Mr. Carmody when
'your genial captain Capt. Waters,
I believekindly consented to escort
me here." ,
"You are all right," said nestor,
ns he burst into a roar of laughter.
"I don't know who you are, or what
you do, but if I have any influence
you can got a job as reporter on the
Now York Record any time you nBk
for it. Capt. Waters, how did our
old .college chum, L. Sylvester Vin
cent, get on board the 'Shark?' "
Capt. Waters looked' rather crest
fallen, and glared at Mr. Vincent
with an expression which boded that
gentleman no good.
"He came along about a minute
after you and those two gentlemen
did," said Capt. Waters, pointing to
Mr. llockwell and Mr. Carmody. "I
supposed he was one of your party.
He handed me his card and came
aboard. I found him roaming around
below and knew that something was
wrong. So 1 brought him up here."
"Glad to sec you aboard the yacht,"
said Hestor. "You will have plenty
of time to talk matters over witji
Mr. Carmody."
"When do you go back?" asked Mr.
Vincent, as a puzzled expression came
into his face.
"Wo are not going back," Hestor
replied.
"We are going to the South
Sea islands."
CIIAPTKR XII.
V AT SKA.
The interview in Hcstor's cnbin
with Mr. Sidney Hammond was brief
and spirited. Hammond did not wait
for any explanatins, but proceeded
to denounce ' Hestor in scathing
terms. That gentleman smiled plens
antly nnd waited for him to con
clude. "This is the act of. a mad man or
a villain!" said Hammond as he paced
angrily up and down the narrow
room. Hestor hud seated himself at
a writing desk and leisurely rolled
a cigarette. "You do not look like
a crazy man, but you act like one.
You have not been drinking to ex
cess, and cannot plead intoxication
as an excuso for this outrage. Of
nil the unaccountable things! What
do you mean to do? What is your
object in detaining these men whom
you have induced to become your
guests? Have you stopped to think
of the agony this will cause their
relations? Have you considered how
my sister Olive will feel when I fail
to return home?"
He stopped in front of Hestor, his
eyes flashing anger. His voice trem
bled with rage and lie restrained him
self by nn effort from a physical at
tack on Hestor.
"Don't get so exejied, Sidney,"
said Hestor ns ho lit a cigarette'..
"There is nothing o;serious atiolrk
this ns you imnginer-Olivc thinks you-
have gone to Europe with me. I
sent her h telegram and signed your
name to it. I mude a copy of the
message and here it is."
Hestor bunded a slip of paper to
Hammond, who read as follows:
Miss Olivo Hammond:
It la necessary for mo to accompany
Mr. Hestor on a short business trip to
Europe. Wo sail early this evening, and
I shall bo too busy to como homo to bid
you good-by. Pack my trunk and valtso
and send them to Mr. Ilestor's otllco.
Do not como down town, as I do not
know whero I shall be In tho meantime.
Put my scrap books and some writing
paper in tho trunk, as I wish to work on
my essays on tho trip across and back.
Also enclose tho matter I havo already
wrltton. I shall not bo gono long. Ke
grot that I cannot see you beforo I leave,
but know that you are used to these sud
den Journeys and will forgive me.
SIDNEY HAMMOND.
"That shows that while a forger
you nro not entirely lost to decency,"
said Hammond, with evident., relief,
but no signs of relenting. "Hut how
about these other men? They have
dear ones. They have feelings.
Think of what they must suffer and
how much grief you will cause if
you persist in your course. You must
put this boat baelc to New York at
once."
"It cannot be done, Sidney," said
Hestor. "I have this all planned out.
To-morrow these men can commun
ion te with their people. I will take
cure of that." Hcstor's manner
changed. The smile died on his lips
and his face grew dark. "You are
my friend," he said In a tone sin
gularly harsh nnd strident. "You are
my friend, but1 1 shall not permit you
to Interfere in the least with iry
plans. This is my yacht, nnd we are
on the high seas. The man who re
fuses to obey orders on this boat
will be put in irons. I should not
like to see you in the booby hatch,
Sidney," and Hestor laughed in an
unpleasant way.
"There will bo some one hurt be
fore I go in irons," Hammond said
fiercely. "After what you have done
1 should not be surprised, however,
at. any attempted outrage. Do you
care to give any sane reason for
this affair?"
"I gave you the rensons nt tho
dinner table," said Hestor, whose fit
of anger had passed. "These men
now on this yacht have managed to
secure control of about everything
in the country worth having. They
run Wall Street, the banks, tho
trusts, the railroads, nnd dictate to
the government. I want to find out
what would happen if they should
die simultaneously. Such n thing
might happen, don't you know? Well,
what would be the result? No one
knows. I am going to find out.
They will be cut off from communi
cation except for one day. During
that time 1hcy mny be dead for all
any one knows. Then I will sec that
word is received from them, saying
that they are safe. That will relievo
the strain on their families and
friends. We then will see how tho
country gets along without them for
awhile. Great scheme, don't you
think?"
"Does Mr. Van norne, the editor
of The Ileeord, know anything about
tliis?" asked Sidney.
"Of course he does not," snid nes
tor promptly. "1 have not seen Bob
in six months. This is my' personal
affair. Just now I am working for
myself. I never thought of this un
til n week ago, and it came to me liko
nn inspiration. Of course 1 could
confide my plans to no one, but I
felt sure you would appreciate tho
scheme and give it your co-operation.
You will, when you get over your
foolish anger. I must rejoin our
friends. They will think I am neg
lecting them."
Hestor soon found that his unwill
ing guests desired to retire to tho
apartments which had been reserved
for them. They were shown to tho
staterooms, nnd a servant detailed
to look after their comfort. They
found that their host had made every
effort to anticipate their needs.
Slippers, smoking jnekcts, pajamas,
and a 'liberal assortment of linen
and undergarments were provided in
profusion. Hestor bid them n pleas
ant good night, and returned to the
upper deck where he found Mr. L.
Sylvester Vincent. That gentleman's
face yet bore a puzzled expression.
He had vainly nttemptcd to engage
Mr. Hammond In conversation. Ho
now approached Hestor.
"Where did you say you were go
ing, Mr. Hestor?" he asked.
"South Sea islands."
"But I must go back to New York,"
explained Mr. Vincent. "Just as
soon ns I can sec Mr. Carmody you
must put me off. Which way are we
going now?"
"About cast."
"Will you ask Mr. Carmody if ho
will see me now?" asked Mr. Vincent
in his most insinuating manner.
"Can't do it. He has retired for
the night," replied Hestor. "You
stay with us. This is the chance of
your life. You are a promoter, are
you not?. Yes? I thought so. Well,
you ure in luck. On this yneht are
six of the richest men in the world.
You can promote nny old thing with
them if you know your business.
Mnke yourself ut home. Keep right nt
them. Don't let them stund you off.
You will have lots of time. I see you
"have your drawings nnd plans with
l-you. You certainly are in luck.
Bob, show Mr. Vincent to stateroom
number eight."
"I guess I'm in for it, Mr. Hestor,
but you will find me game," he said.
"I wanted to go back, but I suppose
I'll have to stick. Who arc all of
these gentlemen?"
To Bo Continued.l v
nttMlnemi un Soclnl Linen.
This is the wny a business trnns
nction was conducted along social
lines by two young women introduced
by a common friend:
"I'm sure I'll cheat your friend,"
said the amateur auctioneer. "How
do I know how much my old stuff
ought to bring? Probably she'll
hate it and feel she must take it for
the sake of politeness."
"How can I tell but I'm cheating
her?" appealed the amateur bidder.
"Or how can I let her know that I
couldn't sleep o' nights with such
furniture in the room?"
After the meeting , the business
women again reported to their com
mon friend.
"I feel simply nshamed," said the
amateur auctioneer. "She bought so
much and paid such a lot. I feel
that I ought to return some of tho
money."
"Your friend and I had such a dif
ficulty," said the amateur bidder,
"even in mentioning figures. At the
first mention of anything numerical
on my part she aeemed so relieved. I
wish you'd make sure that she didn't
sell nnj' of the pieces by mistake; for
then, of coursc,l'd aead them 'round."
A GOOD BEGINNER.
But Jnretl "Would Never Stick to n Jo
Until the Work Wim
Fliitlicd.
"What kind of man Is Jared Bcnls,
anyhow?" the summer resident de
manded Irritably, relates the Youth's,
Companion. "He agreed to build a
set of shelves in my kitchen, and do
It at once, but I haven't seen him or
heard from him since InRt Tuesday. Ho
made a fine stnrt that day. I thought
from the way he began that tho thirnfjjf"
would be done by Wednesday night."
The storekeeper chuckled. "Yes,
Jnred's a firbt-rnte beginner," he said.
"He begins on purpose, as you might
say. Trouble is, he gcncr'ly ends sort
of accidental.
"You got him to do some enrpentor
ing." The storekeeper chuckled again,
and settled himself more comfortably.
"Well, you might have hired him to
shoe a horse, or play for a dance, or
make your garden, or plaster a room,
or cobble your shoes, or 'most any
thing. He can do one thing as well
as he can nuother. He's got n slew of
trades nnd knacks, Jnred hits. There's
so many of 'cm, you see, that they keep
trippin' each other up.
"Ten to one somebody came after
him Wednesday morning to well, to
paint a barn, say and .Tared says to
himself, says he: 'I've got original
idees on paintin' barns tlint T ain't
ever had a chance to put in practice,
and I bet there's money in 'em.' So
he'd tnekle that job. Likely as not he.
was laying up stone wnlf Thursday,
and it's a fair chance lie's off some
where to-day doctoring somebody's
cow.
"Anybody ever tell ye about .Ta red's
hennery? He started with a whoop
and a hooraw, same's usual, but he got.
nil tangled up over the question of
eggs and chickens, whether one paid
better'n t'other, or vicy versy, and
whilst he was tnkin' contracts to do
all kinds of jobs, nnd waiting for his
mind to settle, the eggs spoiled and
the skunks got the chickens.
"Mind ye, Jnred's nn honest man,
and he isn't a lazy man, either. All is,
he's he's wabbly. The stick-to-it was
left out of him. Seems funny to tell
about it, but it's too bad, too.
"lie's got children growing up. and
he ought, to be forehanded for their
Fakes, but he isn't nnd yet he works
hard, always has. He starts jobs, and
somebody else does the finishing and
collects the pay. He's always going,
but he never gets anywhere. Mil
lionaires don't grow that wnv, no,
sir-rce! Hang to n thing till you're
through with It. and you'll mako
money, even at stripping pine-cones to
get out pitch."
WHAT HE HAD WRITTEN.
Abhrcvlntetl Fmtrrnl mul the Com.
poNltor Sent It Through tho
Smite "Way.
"What's the matter now?" asked his
roommate, who was studying to be a
physician, relates the New York Trib
une. "Well, you know how much I havo
to write. I am not on space, under
stand, and this country paper seems
like a sieve. The more I pour Into it
the emptier look the columns I am ex
pected to fill. You see, 1 write so
rapidly that I have got into the habit
of abbreviating my words, and pitt
ing a ringnround them, so the printer
will s-pell them out.
"Well, 1 was sent to report a funeral
day before yesterday, which was at
tended by the best people in town, aiuh
which I thought was worth half a
column. In my Introduction I told
how many distinguished citizens were
present. I pictured the scene as viv
idly as I could, described the clergy
man, and added other details to mako
the occasion as solemn as possible. Tho
funeral begnn promptly, which struck
me ns worthy of special mention, so I
began my second paragraph by stat
ing this fact. After it was finished I
Inwardly congratulated myself with
having written nn excellentartiele, nnd
the next morning I turned over tho
paper to see first of all how that fu
neral looked in cold, black type.
"The introduction rend like Carlyle,
nnd then I felt my heart in my throat.
This is the way the second paragraph
begnn:
" 'Clergyman, mourners, stern men
ami lovely women, with eyes dim with
grief, stood about the coffin, and tho
fun began promptly.' "
"What!" shouted the roommate.
"I simply abbreviated funeral," was
the answer, "but the compositor did
not see the ring around it."
"Ymi ought both of you to be dis
charged for tampering with Mich a
word," said the prospective physi
cian. "Truly," remarked the newspaper
man, us he called to mind what tho
editor said when he suspended him for
n week. "Yes, what you say is good
advice, but see that you follow it
yourself, my boy. When you bocoma
a doctor, don't abbreviate funeral."
Bilked Creamed Tomntoen.
Wash and pare potatoes und cut into
small dice. Drop into cold water for
quarter of an hour, then drum ami
cover with creamy milk. Put a level
tablespoon of butter cut in small pieces
over the top. Bake three-quarters of
an hour in a rather slow oven. -Detroit-Free
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