The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965, June 20, 1895, Image 7

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Iv da vs," savs our great
Faeeeptcd a stock engagc
JLvincial theater, and did
lil I rot there that I had
ft he place of an actor who
l,v ponular. He had not
£ ,'m altogether good terras
|.',,rt.i,,ent; so the audience
spleen upon his successor.
Bfortunate person, and for
_k or more I was hissed
Find for my had noting, but
|„r mv predecessor I re
every night I walked to
bmo two miles out of town,
bii and walked in again
ih; no less misserable. To
ever pass the place by rail
t a shudder. ’’—Tit-Hits.
L,Ce«t Man Grows Weak
flu- short cut to renewed vigor
lliosc sensible enou-h to use
honineti Hitlers systematically,
bhes Impaired digestion, en
fsieiii to assimilate food. and
Muualltlesof a hne medicinal
■til tho-e of a sovereign preven
* .Malaria, dyspepsia, ccnstlpa
§1<- nervous and kidney com
[ured and averted by it.
Novelty In Bicycle*.
in bicycles went up Broad
feeU. says the New York Sun.
iolored man rode it and
Fits fine points in a way that
I good deal of attention. In
Kng stationary the handle
te moved backward and for
try time the rider pulled the
e bicycle shot forward in a
»,wed that it had some sort
ing machine attachment,
i-d in conjunction with the
There were the ordinary ped
Ibicycles. and the rider used
[renter part of the time, but
and then when the rider
Iklish position among trucks.
|and other vehicles he would
kmiie bar a yank backward
el would dart ahead.
lira Financial School,
ir.t to understand the science
It is plainly told in Coin's
P-Ties. Every one has surely
l\ H. Harvey, the author of
naneiai School,” "A Tale of
ins.” etc. Here is an oppor
Srrure at popular prices one
o entire series. In every case
■e is prepaid.
Financial School,” by W. H.
5" pages and 66 illustrated,
paper, 25 cts.
> ite—Coin’s Financial School
by W. H. Harvey; 200
50 illustrations. Cloth, $1;
■s on Silver,” by Judge Hen
er, of Chicago. Paper only.
of Two Nations,”
•2 pages. Cloth, $1;
by W. H.
paper, 25
Hand Rook," by W. H. Har
iges; 10 cents. “Bimetallism
mietallism,” by Archbishop
Rublin, Ireland; 25 cents,
ial utter: For $1 we will fur
entire series of six books as
merated.
ing the series as per above
Set No. 2 of 6 Books.” Ad
age Currier, Gen. Agt., 194
i St.. Chicago. Ill,
n microscope for present joys; a
or joys to c ome.
KNOWLEDGE
comfort and improvement itnd
> personal enjoyment when
ised. The many, who live bet
^others and enjoy life more, with
penditure, by more promptly
: the world’s best products to
s of physical being, will attest
le to health of the pure liquid
principles embraced in the
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((■Hence is due to its presenting
orm most acceptable and pleas
taste, the refreshing and truly
_ properties of a perfect lax
nectually cleansing the system,
og colds, headaches and fevers
manently curing constipation,
'en satisfaction to millions and
the approval of the medical
because it acts on the Kid
'er and Bowels without weak
lem ?nt* it is perfectly free from
'jectionable substance.
,if F!fLilfor »»le by all dm3
1 c and $1 bottles, hut it is maS
1 ,y lbe California Fig Syrup
whose name is printed on every
•also the name, Syrup of Figs,
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INKER NATIONAL PrrSS AkS'N
CHAPTER IV.—(Continued.)
As for her, albeit not too sentimental j
or imaginative by temperament, a
gracious vision, other than the glanc
ing waves of St Paul's bay or the
Maltese landscape on the homeward
route to Valetta, rose before her. She
beheld herself a stately and lovely
bride, attired in white satin, Brussels
lace veil, and orange blossoms, con
ducted to the chancel railing by her
father, wheie a handsome bridegroom,
clad in the uniform of the royal navy,
waited to receive her. Six blooming
bridesmaids followed her. Were these
maidens arrayed in ruby velvet and
nuns-veiling, each carrying a basket
of chrysanthemums, and wearing a
diamond and sapphire bangle, gift of
the groom? Would fashion dictate
instead dresses of terra cotta, liberty
silk, with cream-colored sashes and
hats, pearl brooches, and a bouquet of
yellow flowers; or Directoire robes of
white Ottoman silk and moire, trim
med with heather, and gold bracelets,
with the initials of the happy pair en
twined? Miss Symthe had not decided
this point, in reverie, when the party
reached home
“Come in for tea, Arthur,’’ said Mrs
Griffith.
“Thanks. I have an engagement ’
replied the young man, gaily.
CHAPTER V.
A KNIGHT OF MALTA.
| HAT AFTER
noon, Dolores sat
beside the broken
fountain, and
wrought zealously
at her task. She
wielded no fairy
distaff, nor traced
cunningly the film
of lace making.
instead, ner needle new among1 tne
folds of a gown of soft, pink woolen
material, cut by a modest seamstress,
and to be sewed by the wearer’s own
fingers.
The little dog Florio lay coiled up
at her feet.
The heap of rose-tinted draperies
marked the boundary between childish
neglect and the cares of coquettish
maidenhood. She had coaxed her
grandfather to give her fresh attire
for the springtime, and the old man
had abruptly refused the request. In
dignant and rebellious, Dolores had
taken a gold chain, belonging to
-her mother, to the Monte di
Pieta, pawned the trinket and returned
home in triumph, with the purchase in
her arms. When would she wear it?
On the first occasion. Jacob Dealtry
made no comment, if he noticed it at
aU.
mow tne girl was astonished and
amused by her own recklessness in the
bold step taken.
She glanced about her where all was
unchanged, and only she seemed to be
undergoing some subtle modification
of growth.
The fountain, with the worn urn,
and basin of weather-stained marble
filled with greenish water, was one of
the earliest recollections of her child
hood
A clump of canes grew on the brink
and a straggling aquatic plant spread
broad leaves on the surface of the
water.
Nespoli and oleander, Judas, pepper,
pomegranate and fig trees formed a
patch of shade along the boundary. A
castor-oil plant throve below a broken
wall, set with a border of bristling
cacti Yellow sprays of euphorbia and
mimosa mingled with jessamine and
myrtle. All about the girl bloomed
roses, geraniums and pea blossoms,
pink, white and purple, star-like
flowers of vivid color amid the
green. A solitary cypress tree tow
ered in a slender shaft above the wall,
and a family of white pigeons now cir
cled in flight above' the parapet, and
again alighted on the shoulder of
Dolores, or the gravel path, in search
of food, with the familiarity and con
fidence of household pets. The parent
birds, plump, sedate, and full of digni
fied importance, were allowed to
preen their iridized plumage in peace,
but the grandfather ruthlessly sacri
ficed their offspring from time
to time by popping them into his
soup-pot, which took the place,
his modest menage, of the
kettle of a gipsy camp. Several
bee-hives occupied a nook. Other
live-stock there was none on the
premises, neither clucking fowl, cow.
pig nor even a donkey. A lean and
wolfish watchdog had died of old age.
and had never been replaced, cither
from sorrow at his loss on the part of
his attached master, or because Jacob
Dealtry realized he possessed nothing
to guard.
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\
The garden was a neglected spot
where the tangled growth of shrub
and flower had acquired a certain pic
turesque charm of ' untrammcled
bloom and fragrance. Jacob
Dealtry was his own gardener
as well as housekeeper; and
while he watered the trees and plants
likely to perish of drouth, ho would
suffer no pruning nor weeding on his
premises
“Let the flowers have their own
way,” he would reason querulously,
as he pottered about with a copper
vessel of water to refresh parched
roots
Dolores had strict injunctions to at
tempt no amateur cultivation, in
youthful seal. She might pluck the
flowers to place in her hair, and cor
sage, or gather such rare fruit as de
crepit orange, citron, fig, or neBpoli
yielded to white little teeth, but the
stem must be respected. Not that
Dolores cared a straw for the prohi
bition. Indolence made her prefer to
dream in the flickering shadow of the
leaves, swayed by the warm wind,
rather than to hurt her soft fingers
pulling up rank weeds. Order and
symmetry had few attractions for the
girl, whose sunny and buoyant nature
had escaped from all endeavors to in
culcate chill and formal discipline on
the part of the pale sisters of the con
vent school; as the vines climbed in
wayward luxuriance over the wall,
spurning the support of nail and lat
tice, to gain the sweetness and light
of upper air.
in tne memory of Dolores the gar
den had always been there, tangled
and neglected, just as the house re
mained unchanged. The watch-tow
ers. built under the rule of Martin de
Redin to guard the coast from the
sudden invasion of the Turks, and
now serving as signal and telegraphic
stations, did not resemble the beacon
tenanted by the Dealtries, with its un
finished turret and dilapidated mason
ry. Wind, sun and storm had swept
over and ravaged both trees and habi
tation.
Life had been a kaleidoscope to
Dolores, composed of bits of gay color,
puzzling patterns and vanishing
shapes. Grandfather made few expla
nations of any sort to her lively, child
ish intelligence, and tolerated her
presence beneath his roof at the best.
An old neighbor came at stated inter
vals to sweep and garnish the narrow
interior of the tower and spread the
household linen to dry in the sun, but
Dolores was not expected to assist
her in any way. Jacob Deal try’s pro
hibition of all manifestations of femi
nine industry on the part of his grand
child seemed to arise from a distrust
of her capacity.
“Do not touch anything,” he would
say; “you will only break and drop
my glass.”
“I have never broken a glass, grand
papa,” protested Dolores, with tears
of vexation rising to her dark eyes.
Then Jacob Deal try shook his head.
Before floating bits of straw on the
basin of the fountain—a tiny squad
ron speedily wrecked by a gold fi-h—
the girl’s recollections were vague,
consisting of perpetual comings and
goings, in a fruitless fashion; of
glimpses of foreign towns, and of
long, wearisome voyages on board of
dirty ships.
There had been a young man, ap
parently her father, who had caressed
her and often carried her about on his
shoulder. She remembered a pretty
mother, with a black lace mantilla
over her head, and the fan, whi:h she
still treasured in a painted box. A
nurse named Pcpita, with a dark and
smiling face, who wore big gold ear
rings that swung in the sunshine to
attract baby fingers, was a fainter
image. The mother had dwelt here at
Malta for some years, and in dying
had commended her child to the care
of the nuns, who had imparted such
instruction as she had ever received.
The father and the nurse, Pepita, had
vanished altogether and never re
turned.
Jacob Dealtry had tolerated the
presence of the mother and child with
an unsympathetic resignation. Left
alone, as an orphan, Dolores was made
to understand that the bread of pov
erty would be her portion. Poverty
did not dismay her. She was not op
pressed by loneliness, because she was
unused to companionship. She had all
the lightheartedness of the Andalu
sian, amounting to sheer giddiness at
times, and a heart full of enthusiasm,
as yet untainted by latent possibilities
of cruelty and revenge. She loved the
gnarled trees of the garden and the
pigeona She wove her own fancies
about the sea, visible in the distance,
and whispered babbling secrets to the
flowers, until her grandfather gave
her the little dog Florio, obtained by
him in exchange for a mural tablet
and a cinerary urn.
"Yon must allow the dog to sleep
in the hall, child,** said the old man.
‘‘These small dogs awaken and bark
at the slightest noise, florio will
guard the house. ”
"We are too poor to tempt thieves,”
retorted Dolores, laughing, and receiv
ing the pet in her arms.
“That is true,” assented Jacob
Dealtry. “Still I would like
to know if one of those
loungers of the port were prowling
about at night. They are a rascally
lot, and do not stick at trifles”
Dolores did not love hear grand
father; she even feared his irascible
mood, although he had never treated
her with positive cruelty. She would
have liked to gossip with him by tho
hour, to alternately caress and tease
him ns she did the dog Florin, but ho
lent only an abstracted attention to
her words.
On two occasions she had seriously
angered him. Dolores still trembled,«
when awakened at night by tho rever
berating thunder and piercing flushes
of lightning of a storm, as tho recollec
tion of her grandfather’s face, white,
convulsed by passion, the eyes glaring
wrathfully, and the very hair bristling
on hr. head, roso suddenly before her
meut.il vision.
The old neighbor, kind of heart
and garrulous of tongue,had help'd to
shape uud dress a primitive doll, suc
cessor of the broken toys of infancy.
The child had lavished on this un
responsive fetish all the stores of ten
derness in her nature, until the fatal
day when Dolly,temporarily neglected,
fell from the window ledge and
lay on the grouud hopelessly
dismembered in every limb. Dolores
wept, gathered up the fragments, and
with the aid of a rusty knife, proceeded
to dig a grave under the clump of canes
wherein to inter the doll.
“What ore you about there?’’ The
voice, rough and peremptory, shouted
this demand at the sturtled and as
tonished little grave digger.
At the same moment the child was
seized and pushed to a distance, the
knife wrenched away from her, and the
doll kicked into a ditch. Dolores
cowereu wnere sue tell, while her
grandfather poured forth a flood of
threats, reproofs,and invectives, which
she only half comprehended, gather
ing dimly that she was not to injure
the plants by digging graves in the
garden for broken play tilings. Ilow
angry grandpapa was! The flashing
eyes, the menacing brow, the bitter
words wrung from the trembling
mouth by agitation, stupefied the
child. She crept away to her own
chamber, subdued and miserable, and
sobbed herself to sleep, with her face
buried in the pillow to exclude the
image of the old man. Poor Dolores!
The gentle and caressing mother,
and the smiling nurse Pepita, with
their divine and feminine warmth of
consolation In healing wounded feel
ings, were both gone, and site was left
alone.
The next day Jacob Dealtry pre
sented his grandchild with a new doll,
bought in the town. Bis manner was
gentle, even ingratiating, as if he
wished to efface from her mind all
recollection of the painful incident of
the garden. The new doll banished
grief. On the following day he led
her to the convent school, where she
remained for several years, with brief
intervals of holidays at the old Watch
Tower. The nuns received her on the
grade of a pupil of charity, and doubt
less imbued with zeal to instruct a
child aright, according to their lights,
of a heretic stock. Jacob Deultry held
aloof from much intercourse with his
own fellow-countrymen, unless he
chanced to meet a party of travelers
disposed to buy his archeological
wares. He chiefly supported himself
by such small traffic. He had never
attempted to conciliate those persons
of the colony whose interest might
have proved an inestimable advantage
to his grandchild. He lived at Malta
obscure and unknown.
Several years ago, Dolores had again
incurred her grandfather's wrath, in a
similar fashion. Khe had returned
from the convent, and possibly ob
jects which she had never before
noticed in their dilapidated abode ac
quired a fresh interest in her eyes,
even after a temporary absence. Cer
tainly she had never given special
heed to the Knight, and yet he had
always been there. The sunshine
slanted in the door, putting to flight
the shadows, and Dolores paused for
the first time before the picture.
“Who is he?” she demanded, won
deringly.
"A Knight of Malta, child,” replied
her grandfather, hurriedly.
The portrait bore evidence of age.
The surface was cracked, the painting
faded, and yet it was encased in a
heavy frame of carved wood. A
knightly form was dimly discernible
through the clouding obscurity of dust
and mildew. He wore a black cloak,
with a cowl attached. A white cross,
with the eight points corresponding
with eight beatitudes, was visible
on his left side. A second cross
decorated his breast, from which de
pended the cords of black and white
silk, indicating his rank as Knight of
the Great Cross; having lived for ten
years at Malta, and performed four
caravans at sea in the galley of the
order. On the frame the lines were
carved—
“Great Master of Jerus’lem’s Hospital,
From whence to Rhodes this b est frater
nity
Was driven, but now among the Maltese
stands.”
A wooden chair, on which Jacob
Dealtry usually sat, massive, angular,
and with a high-wrought back, was
placed below the picture and fastened
to the wall.
The Knight attracted Dolores. He
seemed to smile down upon her from
his frame as guardian of the house.
One day she was actuated by house
wifely zeal and neatness, acquired as
a part of school discipline, or the sad
need of a dusting showed by the poor
Knight, to climb on the chair and fleck
lightly the frame and canvas with her
apron, in lieu of a duster; then, slip
ping down, rubbed the carvings of the
chair in turn. She discovered that the
chair was attached to the wall by pass
ing her finger along the top. She !
marveled, with asentimentof childish j
curiosity, why her grandfather had
riveted his favorite seat to the par
tition. Perhaps it was too heavy to
stand alone. Possibly Dr. liusatti
might have attempted to carry it out
into the garden some time, and Jacob 1
Dealtry have wished it to remain in (
one spot. i
[to be contisubd. ] j
Absolutely P<jre I
Too Many Picture*.
Are the works of the best modern
literary artists Improved by illustra
tion? Can an artist with his brush or
pen add anything to the well developed
characterization of our successful nov
elists? In other words, is nut the
literary art of a master amply sutll
cient to portray to the appreciative, in
telligent reader all in his book that is
churmiug or thrilling or pathetic or
humorous? I believe that it is, and
also that it is a literary crime for the
average illustrator to inject into the
pages of a great work of Action, of
whose creative forces he can know no
more than the reader. Some of this
sort of illustration is amazingly clever,
but most of it is just the opposite. To
distinguish the pictorial opportunity in
a work requiring rare distinction, and
too many of our illustrators, with the
approval of the publishers, take their
cue for a picture from such inadequate
and puerile suggestion as that con
veyed in the familiar climax of love
stories: “And she fell on his breast
and wept tears of unuterable joy.”—
Sidney Fairfield, in l.ippineott's.
Nicotinized Nerves*
Men old at thirty. Chew and smoke, eat little,
drink, or want to, nil the time. Nerve* tinirle,
never rullHtlcd, nothing's beautiful, happiness
rune, a toi accosuturutrd system tell* the
story. There's an easy way out. No*To Unc
will kill the nerve-iravlng efforts for tobacco
and muke you slrotig, vigorous, and munly.
Sold and guaranteed to cure by Druggists ev
erywhere. book, titled "Don't Tobacco Spit or
Smoke Your Life Away." fire. Address Ster
ling ltemedy Co., New York City or Chicago.
The Summit of Ambition.
“Thomas," said his mother proudly,
“I'm very much pleased with you for
winning that prize in the oratorical
contest. It was a fine triumph. I
hope, Thomas, that with this added
spur to your ambition you will come
home to tell me of a still greater vic
tory, a still nobler triumph.
“Yes, Thomas,” she continued, as the
youth stood blushing before her, “1
hope that you will yet score a touch
down in a football match.”—Chicago
Itecord.
The Largest Human Tooth.
New York Tribune: Dr. Hanson, of
Tirooklin, on Friday last, pulled an eye
tooth which measured 1 !M0 inches
in length. On Saturday Dr. Hanson
took the tooth to New York nnd severul
dentists admitted that it was the lar
gest human tooth they had ever seen,
and one dentist went to far as to offer
S100 for the tooth. Dr. Hanson re
fused to part with his prize.
J. S. PARKER, Fredonla, N. Y., says “‘Shall
not cull on you for the f 100 reward, for I believe
Hall's Catarrh Cure will cure any ease of
catarrh. Was verv bad.” Write him for par
ticulars. Sold by Druggists, 75o.
It Was (2oo<l Fishing.
Apropose of the propensity of fishing
parties to play poker Amos J. Cum
mings was recently invited to join a
party bound for a small lake swarming
with large fish. “You will make six,
and that is the exqct party w<j wftpt.”
“That's all very fine,” retorted Cum
mings, “but you will find that some of
the six will really want to go fishing
and break up the game.”—Vanity.
n.g.m.s'1 CsnpSor Ic. with Glycerine.
Cur** Cnapped Band* and Face, Tender or 8k»re Feet,
Chilblain*, Pile*. Ac. C. O. Clark Co., New Haven, Ct,
Doubt of whatever kind can be ended by
action alone.__
Billiard table, second-hand, for sale
cheap. Apply to or address, H. C. Axix,
511 B. 12th St., Omaha, Nets
The plumber now ste]je down to make
room for the milliner.
The wounds mode by a lriend never
heal.
Altogether Too Haneet.
Detroit Free 1’ress: Hotel Clerk—
That lawyer ■topping' with u« la the
inont honest man 1 ever heard of.
Landlord—Why?
Clerk—He aits up In a chair and
Bleeps at night.
Landlord—What's that got to do
with it?
Clerk—He says after his day’s work
is over he doesn’t think he ought to lie
in bed. _
Maks Tear Own Bitters!
On receipt of 80 cents In U. 8. stamps, I
will send to any address one package 8te
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one gallon beat tonio known. Cures stom
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Unquestionably that woman whose
hair Is short but thick has the beat
possibilities for a varying coiffure and
If nature has kindly endowed her with
curly locks she has achieved a blissful
condition of Independence In regard to
"doing her hair."
If the Baby is Cutting Teeth.
Bs tare end ueetliet old and well.tried remedy, Mas.
WiMLoWsSootaura Sisvr for Children Teething
It is easier to form a habit than to re
form It.
“Sanson’s Kaglo Corn ■alvs.”
Warranted to rare or money refunded, iik :
druggie! fur It. Price it cenu.
A happy heart is worth more anywhere
than a pedigree running back to the May*
flower.
For Whooping Cough, Fiso's Cure Is n
successful remedy.—M. F. Diitkh, 07
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Autumn eaye, “In the midst of life wa
are iu death.” Hpring snye, “Jn the midrt
of death we are In life.”
Memory ie the treaaury and guardian of
all things.
Tulie Pnpkcr'.GInarr Tonic home with yon
You vt 111 flnti it to exceed your ex pectin I qh |q
abating colds, and many ills, aches ami weaknesses.
Behind the shadow there is always ft
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Pnln la not conducive to pleasure,
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| will please you, for it removes them perfectly.
The forgiving spirit is worth a fortune to
any one.
Foul breath is a
discourager of af
fection. It is al
ways an indication
of poor health —
bad digestion. To
bad digestion is
, traceable almost all
human ills. It is
'the starting point
of many very ser
ious maladies.
Upon the healthy
action of the diges*
11 v e organs, the
Diooji uepenas tor its ncnness and purity.
If digestion stops, poisonous matter ac
cumulates and is forced intq tjie blood
—there is no place else for it to go.
The bad breath is a danger signal,
liook out for it! If you have it, or
any other symptom of indigestion,
take a bottle or two of Dr. Pierce’*
Golden Medical Discovery. It will
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blood pure and healthy and full of an*
triment for the tissues. __
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$“■ SS” r* .' v‘*: **■ <*• *s end SO Inches W«1,| measure.
No. cj.s-girl's wain, three sixes, rir If, u„ ud II yearn.
ft?HIS OOl’POS sent with in order for one or any of the nbore SS rent pattern* eredlte 1
XJ/ a» li cent* on each patten, ordered, matin* earn pattern coat only so rents.
One cent ettra for ro-ta*e for each .attern. Ill,, number of Inches waist measure for
and number of inches bust measure for waists. Address,
COUPON PATTERN COMPANY,
*oe> *°* 747- war tosz. s. x.
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