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About The Nebraska advertiser. (Nemaha City, Neb.) 18??-1909 | View Entire Issue (Nov. 18, 1904)
THE FLIGHT THROUGH THE DESERT. My hissing lash curled writhing around my coursers bravo, '! As wo sought tlio Bourne of Safety, far to the purple wave. Iloavy the air with spices, heavy with gold the wheel, When I fled from the awful Arabs lied their avenging steel. Behind us rose the dust-wreath, before us lay the sea, , And I bent to my dauntless coursers and shook my scourges frco. Over the sands of the desert, weary and worn wo sped, Till I saw the first lone snow drift on the ilrst fair mountain's head. And we wop the Bourne of Safety And I slept at the font of my horses Alden Oharles Noble, In Blue Sky. ay uLl OH tS-j tJ M i HOW BOB PAID HIS FARE IsSSlMSgllffiSSiHffilf rrpOHK stout ship Falcon leaning gal. II lantly to the wind, was making her way down the English chan nel, bound for America. The sails had been reefed, the cables colled, nud everything made snug for the night. Oapt. Parker paced to and fro on his quartonlock, gruflly humming a little tsong. Capt. Parker's song was Inter rupted by a sudden commotion In the (forward part of the vessel. There was n sound of angry voices, a hasty scuf fling of feet, followed by the fright ened sobbing of a child. ( "Hollo!" exclaimed Capt. Parker, "what Is the meaning of that row?" "A stowaway, sir," answered one 'of the men from below. "A stowaway on my ship!" growled the captain. "Bring the rascal here. We will give him a taste of the rope's end llrst, and then but what is that?" "The stowaway, sir," was the re sponse, as two of the crew approached, leading between them a very small and rugged boy. The anger In .no captain's face gave place to a look of pity as his eye rest ed on the shivering form of thb In truder, but his voice was stern as ho usked: "What are you doing hero?" "Nothing, sir," was the trembling reply. "Who are you, and where did you come from? Speak up, no nonsense!" growled the captain. 'Urn Bob Bob Winter, sir," sa'd BOB'S RESCUE the boy between his sobs. "I live in liondon, by the docks, sir." "Well, what are you doing here, then?" said the captain, eyeing the boy with a tremendous frown. The boy made a brave effort and looked at Capt. Parker through his streaming tears. "I haven't any father or mother, you see," ho faltered, "and I have to earn my own living. I can't got jobs nnd I can't gd clothes, and everybody "don't want mo, an " a fresh storm of sobs shook tho small frame. "But you haven't told me what you nro doing on board this snip," said the captain. "Tuey said the ship was going to America," answered tho boy, "and everybody Is rich In America. Every body want,s a boy there, you see. Tom Bell went ''there, and he makes a pile of money." "That's all very well," responded tho captain, "but people who go to Amer ica pay for their passage, and to hide away so as to go without paying Is Just the same as stealing so much money. Don't you know that?" Bob looked up at tho captain's stern fnco with a frightened and startled expression. "I 1 didn't think," he muttered, ,nnd began a hurried search In the pockets of his ragged jacket. From one ho drew forth two coppers, from another u sliver sixpence, and from a -third a shilling, much battered, clipped and defaced. These ho held out to tho captain. "This Is all I'vo got now," ho said. It's most enough I think, and I will earn the rest soon when I get to Amer ica." "And what am I to do with theso?" naked the captain gravely. MIt 1q to pay my fare," ropllod the hoy. A mile lighted up Capt Tarker's wgged features, an ha Bald kindly: 'Thero, Bob, koep your monay, my with our priceless caravan, the sleep of a toll-spent man. ttT- us R?C1 boy. You shall st..y wun me on mo Falcon and wo will make a man of you. How will that suit you?" Bob Winter was delighted, of course. The sailors who are wonderfully handy at such things made him a great handy at such things made him a suit of clothing. He speedily became a great favorite with the crew of tho Falcon, proving himself to be active and Intelligent, and truthful. The cap tain had grown very fond of Bob, and as for Bob well, It was not long be fore everybody on board know what Bob thought of Capt. Parker. The Falcon, which was a sailing vessel, had met with head winds con stanlly since leaving the Channel, and on the fourth week out was struck by a heavy gale from tho northeast. All day long the good ship labored with tho mountainous waves, loapln and plunging till it seemed as though the groaning, croaking masts would come out of her. But she was a stanch, well-built craft, and had passed through many a worse tempest. With the fall of night tho gale In creased in violence. Tho sails had been reduced to the heavy lower can vas, just sulllcient to steady the ves sel. The captain remained on dock taking a position near the rail, where he could keep an eye on the rigging Near him, sheltered by the bulwarks sat little Bob, on a coil of rope. At llrst the noise and confusion, the thunder of the Avater. the shriek of OF THE CAPTAIN. the wind through the cordage, and tho wild pitching of the ship had fright oned the boy. But when by the light of a lantern near by, he saw the calm resolute expression on the captain's face, he felt relieved, and rather en joyed tho excitement. Suddenly, just as the captain was shouting an order through tho trum pet, a vast billow seemed to rise out of the gloom and bear down upon the ship. It struck the vessel's side with an awful roar, throwing tons of water on tho deck. Before ho could save himself, the captain was lifted from his feet and Hung overboard into the sea. Almost at the same Instant a small figure was seen to leap upon the rail, cling there a moment, and then spring outward into the darkness and disappear. "Man overboard!" The terrible cry rang above tho roar of tho tempest For a moment all was panic and confusion. Then under the mate's command, the ship was round ed to with her head to tho wind and u boat ordered to be lowered. "No use," said one of the men to tho mate, who stood by tho rail, near where tho captain had fallen over board, "we could never find them In tho daytime, let alone such a night as this." "I am afraid not," answered the mate, Badly, "Por old man! Poor boy Hark, what was that?" "Falcon, ahoy!" The shout came loud and strong out of the darkness not twenty yards from whero the ship lay. "The captain!" cried a dozen glad voices. "Stop your jaw, there you lubbers! Tall on to (hat line and haul us aboard or we'll bo adrift" "Line! TJs!" What could be mean? But tho mato had already discovered a curious thing a light, big, strong rope, fastened to a ring In the bul wark ud axtaudluir outward into the fe darkness toward tho spot whence tho ' captain's voice proceeded. It was drawn tight as if somo heavy burden woro towing at the end of It 1 In an Instant sturdy arms wero pul ling at it with a will. Then a stout rope was lowered, and up It, like a monkey, scrambled Bod, followed moro Blowly by Capt Parker. Then a great cheer went up, drown ing the roar of tho storm itself, as tho crew gathered about tho dripping forms of tho captain and his little friend. A few words served to explain what had happened. Bob, with his eye on tho captain, had seen him carried overboard. Ho knew that one end of tho light tough rope on which lie sat was socurodtotho bulwark, for he had tied the uuot that very day. Without pausing to think of his own danger, ho took the freo end of the rope between his teeth and was In the water almost as soon as tho captain himself. Though he could swim like a duck, he was borne helplessly along on the crest of the waves almost Into the arms of Capt. Parker, who caught him as ho was swooping by. The captain fastened the line about their bodies, and partly swimming and partly tow ed by the ship, they had managed to keep their heads above water until the Falcon was hove to. The storm blew Itsoir out during the night, and the next day dawned clear and calm. Early in the morning Capt. Parker sent for Bob. "My lad," said ho, "last night you saved my life; now tell urn what I can do for you?" Bob twirled his cap, nervously; about his hand, and glancing shyly into tho captain's bronzed face, said: "Is a man's life worth a lot of money?" "Yes, my lad," replied tho captain. "And you say I saved yours?" con tinued tho boy. "Your certainly did, Bob. And what lhen?'J "If It was enough to pay for my passage," stammered Bob, "I would be so glad, for then I shouldn't have been stealing." Bob could not make out why the captain's honest eyes .suddenly grow moist, nor why his strong right arm almost squeezed the breath out of his little body nor yet why tho captain's voice should be so husky, as he said: "Bob, my lad, while Tom Parker's old hulk holds together and a single timber of him floats, you shall never want for a berth or bo without a friend." Elmlra Telegram. THE EMPEROR OF SURAKARTA. lie Jtt I'crhupH the Stmnptuat and Odd est Soverinii la the World There is an empire on this planet which for strange originality might as wcdl be situated In Mars. It Is gov erned by two emperors at the same time, and withal Is not larger than the State of Delaware. Both emperors re side In th; me city, eaoh Juts his own resplendent court, enormous revenues, armies, imperial chancellors, govern ment ofllcers and courts of Justice. Onljjone of those emperors Is known to the outside world, nand 'ho only to a slight crxtent The name and titles of the loading one would easily 1111 a col umn; his subjects, 1,000,000 in number, call him the Susuhunan, and he him self modestly signs himself Pakoe Bo wouo X. "Nail of the Universe, the Tenth." In him his people venerate not only their sovereign ruler, but also their religious pontiff, placed so high above them Unit none dure, approach hlin upright or cover hkn with a glance; his state ministers, and even his own brothers, crouch before him with folded hands as If in prayer, and wltli downcast eyes. Yet lie is a pow erless puppet in tlio Jiands of a small European nation, and may not oven receive or dispatch a letter without previously submitting It to the Javan representative of the Dutch. Ho actu ally rules his empire, every square Inch of It, which he calls his personal prop erly; yet ho may not walk or ride out side the palace gates without the for mer's permission, lie keeps thousands of troops at his own expense men with modern swords and rifles, Amazons with ancient lances, bowa and arrows; yet he is virtually i prisoner In his own palace, tho grounds of Which cov er nearly a square mile, where there are hundreds of buildings, the most sumptuous halls, luxurious chambers and store rooms and stables, with many thousands of attendants. Still he has no kitchen and no cook, his own meals being sent to him dally from outsldo. lie Is absolute master over all his people, who depend for their livelihood entirely upon him; yet ho may not trust any of the men, and sur rounds himself entirely with women. Thousanela of tJie latter are at his beck and call; hundred, ho calls his more or less legitimate wives, who have borne him many sons; yet Jie has no direct heir to the tlrrone, whldi Is one of tho oldest and most eminent in Asia. Tills curioufl personage Is his Majes ty tho Kinpcror of Sur&karta. Cen tury. We Bupposo that when a woman who has had twins begins to talk, all tho other women suddenly keep rstlJl. Science nvention The so-called canals of Mars have been reproduced by M. A. Baumann, of Zurich, In the cracks and llssurea appearing in cylinders and spheres sub jected to great pressure. An expert of the Bureau of Plant Industry reports that tho Salton Basin in California Is actually better adapt ed for the culture of tho date-palm than are those parts of the Sahara Desert, where the best exported dates are produced. It Is believed that this part of California could yield dates enough to supply the entire , United States. There are also places In Neva da, Arizona, Now Mexico, and Texas where this characteristically Oriental fruit, dear to the memories of all read ers of the "Arabian Nights," could, It is said, bo cultivated with success. Tlio elootro-sterlllzntor of M. Otto Is an attempt to solve the problem of ozonizing water at the homo of the consumer. The apparatus Includes a little box containing a transformer and ,an ozonator, with a commutator for reversing about one hundred limes per second If the current Is continuous. The 00110 generated passes through a Ulter of wadding to an cmulser, whero the water and ozone are energetically mixed before pawing from the spigot. The ozonator may be connected to an ordinary lighting circuit, and tho cur rent required is about the same as for a simple incandescent lamp. An Ingenious Englishman, Harrison Martlmlale, lias Invented a radium clock, 'which, it Is computed, could run 30,000 years If unlnterfered with. It consists of a tube containing a small quantity of radium, supported on a quartz rod in an exhausted glass ves sel. To tho lower end of tho tube Is attached an electroscope, consisting of two long strips of silver. The natural action of the radium sends an electric charge Into tho strips, causing thoni to separate until they touch tho sides of tho vessel, wnoroupon they are in stantly discharged and fall together again. This operation is repeated au tomatically every two minutes, so that each beat of this singular timekeeper may be said to be two minutes long. Professor EIrod, of the University of Montana gives a striking description of the treasure that his Slate possesses In sapphires. The only systematic milling for these precious stones in tlio United States Is done In Montana. The annual output amounts to -l.'O.OOO 01 500,000 carat, Including the stonas that are' suitable for cutting as gems and those that are only useful for me chanical purposes. It is said that the lapidaries In Helena do finer work than Is done on the stones that are sent to London to bo cut. Perhaps some body will suggest that Montana should be called the "Gem State," In view of the fact that her output of precious stones exceeds the production In that line of all the rest of the United States. GHOST STORY FROM INDIA. 3tM TruthftiliiCHH Vouched For bj-Twn Women and a Mum. The late, -t ghost story is recorded In tho Friend of Burmah, and It is at tested by several eyewitnesses, who saw tho ghost, not during ' 2 night, as is usually tlio case, but hi broad daylight, it happened In the Monym zu quarter of Pakokku a few days ago. in that quarter of the town liveel a married couple; the husband's name is Mating Van and his wife May Nealn. They had a little son 2 years old, who, after a serious Illness, died. The baby was burled In the cemetery outside of the town, his cradle serv ing as a coflln. The fa tiier was very much dejected at the loss of his little one, and, un able to repress his grief, went to the cemetery two days after the burial. It was about 8 o'clock in tlio morning. At the entrance of every Burmese burial place "there Is a zayat, or rest house, wherein people gather and chat and smoke and take shelter from the sun or rain whenever they accompany a funeral. On entering the graveyard Mating Yun was not a little surprised to see his son, or at least sene one looking exactly like his son, playing lii the zayat, near the cradle. He was at first horror-struck, but paternal affec tion getting the upper hand, ho ap proached the baby, and, to entice him, gave hlin one pice'. Tho boy took the coin readily and offered not the least resistance when the father took hlin In his arms and carried him away. Maung Yun could mako nothing out of it but that tlio child had been buried alive and that Homebody, attracted soon after by the sounds coming from the grave, had dug him out and placed him in th'i zayat Full of Joy, he carried his treasure home. At tho entrance of the town, and about a call's distance from IiIb house, he mot a neighbor, Malt Soln Pwln, who, wondering at what she saw, screamed out: "Is that you, Ko Yun, carrying homo your Httlo son?" As soon as the child heard the voice he began moving about in hi father's arms. Mah Soln Pwln and another woman came to take it, and a short struggle ensued botween-thom nnd tho boy, and Maung Yun suddenly lost his senses and fell heavily to the ground The two women made a dash for the little oiu, but, lo! nowhere was ho to bo found; he had disappeared com pletely, leaving no traco behind TJie unfortunate man was carried home by some kindly neighbors, but! he was a long time In recovering his senses. The child was a ghost, and the man had been carrying nothing but an apparition from tho other world. That It appeared real enough, the two worn en are ready to swear, since they not only saw, but touched It. It was no smoke or vapor, but seemed to bo flesh and bone. As soon as Maung Yun was well enough to explain how 11 happened, a hurried visit was mado to tile cemetery In the hope of, per haps, seeing tho boy In the zayat. But they wero disappointed; neither child vov cradle was there, and tho grave was exactly as It had been left on the burial day, not In the least disturbed. London Globe. Now Motilities I'roocNHos. The Englneor gives publicity to a new process of galvanizing, which hns now reached a commercial stage. It Is known as "Sherardlzltig." Tho point of Interest about it Is that Iron and steel can be coated with a thin, even deposit of rJnc at a temperature below the melilng point of zinc. The first step In the process Is to free the Iron from scalo and oxide by nry of l!u well known inothods, audi .-i- dipping In an acid solution or s.-iinl Masting. Tho articles to be rendeicd im-wcsm are then placed In a closed iron n roptiwlo charged with zinc dust, which is heat ed to a tempprature of from 000 to ihk) degrees F. for a few hours and al lowed to cool. The drum Is then opi il ea and the Iron articles removed.wh u they are found to bo coated with a tiuo homogeneous covering of zinc, the thickness depending on the tempera ture and tho length of lime of treat ment It will bo observed that the tempera turo required to bring about this re sult Is about 200 dogrees below tho molting point of zinc. The low t-ni perature required makes the process cheap as compared to tho process of dipping In molten zinc, and has th additional advantage that It does not deteriorate Iron or steel of small s'C tlon to the same extent as hot gal vanizing. The whole of tho zinc h consumed; there Is no waste of z he asjn the hot galvanizing process. This new process of dry galvanizing is not limited to tho coating of iron with zliu;, but It has been-successfully ap plied to coating iron with copper, aluminium and antimony. Wanted an Owl J 'or Soup. They are compirlng notes and toll ing amusing Incidents of recent trips abroad when a charming daughter of the Emerald Isle, who was sluing dreamily In the corner, apparently taL lug no Interest In the conversation, suddenly chirped in with the follow lug: "All of which reminds me of nil incident which happened while 1 lived in Cork. TJiero poulterers' stores arq scarce because of the proximity of ther eeuintry, but a coal heaver of my .10 (lualntance, owing to the Illness of hi? wife, was anxious to secure a fowl In a hurry; ho lie strolled along Patrick street In a forlorn hope of some sort of success, and when he came to a! taxidermist's whose window ellHplajtil an owl under a glass case, why, poor Paddy thought that here was the end of his quest, so he entered and In quired: '"How much for the flat-faced bin in Uie windy?' " 'That's no hen,' the surprised shop man answered; 'that's an owl.' " 'Yerrah,' whispered Pat; 'sliure, I don't care how oulel sho Is, 'tis for soup 1 wants her! " Qntiini. Hioi-y or Victor Hugo. In the diary of Sir Montstuart Grmt Duff the following story is told re garding Victor Hugo: An ardent ad mirer once said to Hugo: "The nation lias never treated you quite properly; no street has been called after you; there ought to bo n( Hue Victor Hugo" "That will come, my children; that! Avlll come," said the master. Then another disciple took up the running and said: "A street! That Indeed would bo nothing; a whole quarter of tho city should bo called after you." "That will come, my children; that will come," said tho master. There upon a third disciple joined In: "Paris should cease to bo Paris, and be renamed City of Victor Hugo," "That will come, my children; that) will come," said Hugo, serenely. ' Midnight Hut:. "I mighty glad," said tho old colored Inhabitant, "dat do worl' only turnd roun' once In a day. Knzo ef ever hli turned in do nlghtSJmo hit would ci kotched mo at many a henroos'." At lanla Constitution. Tho average woman of any experit ence knows men to well that no inaW can deceive her, unless it is her soil from livo on up.