The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965, May 21, 1896, Image 7

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    BY CLARA AUGUSTA,.
| , INTERNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIAf ION.1
• CHAPTER VI.— (Continued).
A hundred pairs of hands were out-.
Stretched to receive Margie when Arch
brought her to the shore. Her dear de
voted friends crowded around her, and
in their Joy at her escape, Arch re
treated for his lodgings. But Miss Lee
had been watching him, and seized his
arm the moment he was clear of the
crowd. -
"Oh, Mr. Trevlyn, it’s Just like a
novel!’’ she exclaimed, enthusiastically.
"Only you cannot marry the heroine,
for she is engaged to Mr. Ltnmere; and
she perfectly dotes on him.”
She flitted away, and Trevlyn went
up to his chamber.
That evening there was a “hop” at
the hotel, but Arch did not go down. He
knew if he did the inevitable Miss Lee
would anchor herself on his arm for the
evening; and his politeness was not
equal to the task of entertaining her.
The strains pf music reached him,
softened and made sweet by1 the dis
tance. He stole down on the piazza,
and sat under the shadows of a flower
ing vine, looking at the sky, with its
myriads of glittering stars. There was
a light step at his side, and glancing up,
he saw Margie Harrison.
She was in evening dress, her whitb
arms and shoulders bare, and glisten
ing with snowy pearls. Her soft un
bound hair fell over her neck in a flood
of light, and a subtle perfume, like the
breath of blooming water-lilies, floated
around her.
x naui w uiaac juu uij> uayiuc iui «
little while, Mr. Trevlyn,” she said,
gayly. “Will you wear the chains?”
“Like a garland of roses,” he re
sponded. "Yes, to the world's end, Miss
Harrison!" • / , ■ < ‘
The unconscious fervor of his voice
brought a crimson flush to her face.
She dropped her eyes, and toyed with
the bracelet on her arm.
“I did net know you dealt in compli
ments, Mr. Trevlyn,” she said, a little
reproachfully, “I thought you were al
ways sincere.”
“And so I am, Miss Harrison.”
“I take you at your word then,” she
said, recovering her playful air. “You
will not blame me, if I lead you into
difficulty?”
“Certainly not. I give myself into
your keeping.”
She put her hand within his arm, and
led ' ;m up the stairs, to a private par
lor on the second floor. Under the jet
of light sat old Mr. Trevlyn. Archer’s
heart throbbed fiercely, and his lips grew
set and motionless as he stood there be
fore the man he hated, the man against
whom he had made a vow of undying
vengeance. Margie was looking at her
guardian, and did not observe the start
ling change which had come over Arch.
She spoke softly, addressing the old
man.
“Dear guardian, this is the man who
this morning so gallantly rescued me
from a watery grave. I want you to
help me thank him.”
Mr. Trevlyn arose, came forward,and
extended his hand. Arch stood erect,
his arms folded on his breast. He did
not move, nor offer to take the proffered
hand. Mr. Trevlyn gave a start of sur
prise, and seising a lamp from the table,
beld it up to the face of the young man.
Arch did not flinch; he bore the insult
ing scrutiny with stony calmness.
The old man dashed down the lamp,
and put his hand to his forehead. His
face was livid with passion, his voice
choked so as to be scarcely audible..
“Margie, Margie Harrison!” he ex
claimed, “what 1b this person’s name?”
“Archer Trevlyn, sir,” answered the
girl, amazed at the strange behavior of
the two men.
' “Just as I thought! Hubert’s son!”
“Yes,” said Arch, speaking with pain
ful calmness, “I am Hubert’s son; the
son of the man your wicked cruelty
murdered.”
• Mr. Trevlyn seized his cane and
rushed upon his grandson; but Margie
sprang forward and threw her arm
across the breast of Arch.
“Strike him, if you dare!” she said,
“but you shall strike a woman!”
Mr. Trevlyn looked at her and the
weapon dropped to the floor.
“Margaret Harrison,” he said sternly,
"leave this room. This is no place for
you. Obey me!”
“I am subject to no man's authority,"
she said, boldly; “and 1 will not leave
the room. You shall not insult a gentle
man to whom I owe my life, and who is
here as my invited guest!”
“£,:shall defend myself! There is
murder in that fellow's eye, if I ever
saw it in that of any human being!”
“I am answerable for his conduct,”
she said with proud dignity. “He will
do nothing of which a lady need stand
In fear. I brought him here, ignorant
of the relationship existing between you
and him, and unconscious of the truth
that I should be called upon to defend
him from the causeless rage of his own
grandfather."
Again the cane was uplifted, but Mar
garet laid her hand resolutely upon it.
“Give it to me. Will, you—you who
pride yourself upon your high and deli
cate sense of honor—will you be such
an abject coward as to strike a defense
less man?” ;
He yielded her the weapon, and she
threw it from the window.
“You may take away my defense,
Margaret,” said the old man, resolutely,
“but you shall not prevent me from
cursing him! A curse be upon him—”
“Hold, sir? Remember that your
t head is white wlth>the. snows of time.
It wrilnbt be lor,g before you go to the
uoa wno sees you every moment, wno
will judge you for every sin you com
mit"- i ‘ • . V k $
“You may preach that stuff to the
dogs! There is no God! I defy him and
you! Archer Trevlyn,: my curse be
upon you and yours, now and forever!
Child of a disobedient son! child of a
mother who was a harlot-—p -\,
Arch sprang upon hjm with a savage"
cry. His hand was on his throat—God
knows what crime he would have done,
fired by the insult offered to the mem
ory of his mother, had not Margie
caught his hands, and drawn them
away.
VOk, Archer,' Archer . Trevlyn ?’ shfc
cried, imploringly, "grant me this one
favor—the very first I ever asked of
you! For my sake, come away. He is
an old man. Leave him to God, and his
own conscience. You are young and
strong; you would not disgrace your
manhood by laying violent hands on the
weakness of old age!”
“Did you hear what he called my
mother, the purest woman the world
ever saw? No man shall repeat that
foul slander in my presence, and live!”
“He will not repeat it. Forgive him.
tin 4n —_a 1_1_11__« J 1_
gone hard with him. He has sinned,
and those who sin suffer always. It has
been a long and terrible feud between
him and yours. I brought you here
let me take you away.”
Her soft hands were on his—her beau
tiful tear-wet eyes lifted to his face. He
could not withstand that look. He
would have given up the plans of a
lifetime, if she had asked him with
those imploring eyes. -v’; '
“I yield to you, Miss Harrison—only
to you,” he replied. “If John Trevlyn
lives, he owes his life to you.. He judged
rightly—there was murder in my
soul, and he saw it in my eyes. Years
ago, after they laid my poor heart
broken mother out of my sight, I swore
a terrible vow of vengeance on the old
man whose cruelty had hurried her in
to the grave. But for you.I should have
kept the vow this moment. But I will
obey you. Take me wherever you
will."
She led him down the stairs, across
the lawn, and out on the lonely beach,
where the quiet moon and the passion
less stars dropped down their crystal
rain. The sweet south wind blew up
cool from the sea, and afar off the tin
kle of a sheep-bell stirred the silence of
,the night. , The lamp in the distant
lighthouse gleamed like a spark of fire,
and at their feet broke the tireless bil
lows, white as the snowdrifts of De
cember.
CHAPTER Ylh i, .yV *
HERE * was some
thing inexpressgbly
soothing in the Be
renity of the night
Arch felt its influ
ence. - The hot
color died out of his
cheek, his pulse
beat slowfer, he lift
ed his eyes to the
purple arch of the
summer sky.
“All God’s universe is at rest,” said
Margie, her voice breaking upon his
ear like a strain of muBic. “Oh, Archer
Trevlyn, be at peace with all mankind!"
’ “I am—with all but him.”
“And with him, also. The heart
which bears malice cannot be a happy
heart. There has been a great wrong
done—I have heard the sad story—but
it is divine to forgive. The man who
can pardon the enemy who has wrought
him evil, rises to a height where noth
ing of these earthly temptations can
harm him more. He stands on a level
wiku uie uugeia ui Urdu. 1L you nave
been injured, let it pass. If your par
ents were hurried out of the world by
his cruelty, think how much sooner
they tasted the bliss of heaven! Every
wrong will in due time be avenged.
Justice will be done, for the Infinite One
has promised it. Leave it in His hands.
Archer, before I leave you, promise to
forgive Mr. Trevlyn.”
“I cannot! I cannot!” he cried,
hoarsely. “Oh, Margie, Miss Harrison,
ask of me anything but that, even to
the sacrifice of my life, and I will will
ingly oblige you, but not that! not
that!”
“That is all I ask. It is for your
good and my peace of mind that I de
mand it. You have no right to make
me unhappy, as your persistence in this
dreadful course will do. Promise me,
Archer Trevlyn!” ,
She put her hand on his shoulder; he
turned his head and pressed his lips
upon it. She did not draw it away, but
stood, melting his hard heart with her
wonderfully sweet gaze. He yielded all
at once—she knew she had conquered.
He sank down on one knee before her,
and bowed his face upon his hands.
She stooped over him, her hair swept
his shoulders, the brown mingling with
the deeper .chestnut of his curling
locks.
“You will promise me, Mr. Trevlyn?”
He looked up suddenly.
“What will you give me if I prom
ise?”
1 \, “Ask.-for It.” " ' ■■ ! •
He lifted a curl of shining hair.
“Yes,” she said. “Promise me what
I ask, and I will give it to you.”
He took his pocket-knife and severed
the tress.
"I promise you. I break my vow; I
seek no revenge. I forgive John Trev
lyn, and may God forgive him also. He
it safe from me; I submit to have my
p&rcnta sleep odunavenged. I leave
him and his sins to the God whom he
denies; and all because you have asked
It of me.”
Slowly and silently they went up to
the house. At the door he said no
good-night—he only held her hand a
moment, closely, and then turned away.
Paul Linmere’s wedding-day drew
near. Between him and Margie there
was no semblance of affection. Her
coldness never varied, and after a few
fruitless attempts to excite In her some
manifestation of Interest, he took bis
cue from her, and was as coldly indif
ferent as herself, ,
A few days before the tenth of Octo
ber, which was the day appointed for
the bridal, Dick Turner, one of Paul’s
friends, gave a supper at the Bachelors’
club. A supper in honor of Paul, or to
testify*.the sorrow of the club at the loss
,of one of its members. It was a very
hilarious occasion, and the toasting and
wine-drinking extended far into the
small hours.
In a somewhat elevated frame of
mind, Mr. Paul Linmere left the rooms
of the club at about three o’clock in the
moi*ping, to return home. His way lay
'along the most deserted part of the
city—a place where there were few
dwellings, and the buildings were
mostly stores and ware-houses.
Suddenly a touch on his arm stopped
him. The same cold, deathly touch he‘
had felt once before. He had drank
just enough to feel remarkably brave,
and turning, he encountered the
strangely gleaming eyes that had
frozen his blood that night in early
summer. All his bravado left him.'
He felt weak and helpless as a child.
"What Is It? what do you want?” he
asked brokenly.
“Justice!” said the mysterious pres*
ence.
"Justice? For whom?”
"Arabel Vere.”
"Arabel Vere!. Curse her!" he cried
savagely. \ >
The figure lifted a spectral 'white
hand.
“Paul Linmere—beware! The ven
geance of the dead reaches sometimes
unto the living! There is not water
enough in the Seine to drown a wom
an’s hatred. Death itBelf, cannot anni
hilate It! Beware!”
He struck savagely at the uplifted
hand, but his arm met no resistance.
He beat only against the impalpable
air. His spectral visitor had flown,
and left nothing behind her to tell of
her presence.
With unsteady steps Mr. Paul Lin
mere hurried home, entered his room,
and double-locked the door behind him.
CHAPTER VIII.
R. TREVLYN had
decided that . the
marriage of his
ward should take
place at Harrison
Park, the old coun
try seat of the Har
risons, on the Hud
son. Here Har
garie’s parents had
,--v« lived always in the
• | summer; here they
had died within a week of
each other, and here, in the
cypress grove by the river, they were
buried. There would be no more fit
ting place for the marriage of their
daughter to be solemnized. Margie
neither opposed nor approved the plan.
She did not oppose anything. She was
passive, almost apathetic.
The admiring dressmakers and milli
ners came and went, fitting and meas
uring, and trying on their tasteful crea
tions, but without eliciting any signs of
interest or pleasure from Margarie Har
rison. She gave no orders, found no
fault; expressed no admiration nor its
opposite. It was all the same to her.
The bridal dress came home a few
days before the appointed day. It waB
a superb affair, and Margarie looked
like a queen in it. It was of white
satin, with a point lace overskirt;
looped at intervals with tiny'bouquets
of orange blossoms.
(TO BZ CONTIXUBD. I
An Electric Palace.
The palatial New York home of
Charles T. Yerkes, the Chicago million
aire, at 6Sth street and 5th avenue, has
not only the most complete electric
lighting, heating and ventilating plant
of any of the several electrically
equipped mansions in the city, but it
has the largest storage battery plant
ever installed in a private residence. A
gas engine of thirty-five horse power in
the basement is belted to a dynamo.
The storage battery consists of sixty
cells, having a capacity of 2,500 ampere
hours at a ten-hour discharge rate, the
maximum discharge rate being' 500 am
peres for four hours.
The house is wired for about sixteen
candle-power lamps and has besides an
electric passenger elevator and several
electric motors for ventilation, pump
ing and other purposes.
The arrangement of the lights ip very
artistic. The vestibule or reception
hall is lighted from above throught
cathedral glass in the base of a dome
by 300 lights. Lamps are concealed
within the carving of the principal
salon or in rosettes of colored glass and
cunningly placed in the ceilings. In
the library an apparently framed oil
painting, which is really a wonderful
piece of cathedral glaBswork, is made
the vehicle of the flood of light which
illuminates the room with the soft radi
ance of day.—Exchange.
Exchange Birthday Gifted
The Prince of Wales and the Due de
Chartres have Just exchanged birthday
presents, according to their custom of
many years past, as their birthdays fall
on the same day. The Orleans prince
Is the cider by a year, however. The
prince sent the duke a fine gun, while
the duke’s souvenir to the prince war
a gold cigarette esse.
A Do* of ChrluMan Principle*.
At Wednesbury a dog has been dis
covered which its fond mistress consid
ers a Christian both in principles and i
conduct It accompanied her regularly
to church, never disturbed the congre
gallon, and always left the sacred edi- '
lice in a quiet and orderly manner, j
obviously having derived much benefit '
from the service. During the week it
behaved as so exemplary r dog might'
be expected to do, doing wrong '‘intea.}
tionally” to neither man nor beast. It
was certainly’ an insult to expect so
enlightened an animal to wear a collar j
with his owner’s name, but the Wed- j
nesbury authorities mulcted the priv- 1
ileged owner in costa However, the
possession of such a treasure must be
well worth the money.—Birmingham
(Eng.) Mail.
Hal!’* Catarrh Cara
Is a constitutional cure. Price, 75<v
Women In Germanjr.
Herman women have sent a petition
to parliament protesting against some
clauses in the new civil code. Accord
ing to this code, a married woman, for
instance, has, if no special contract has
been made, no right to dispose of her
own fortune without the permission of
her husband. Moreover, the latter is
solely entitled to administer and to
have the tisufruct of her money, even
of that which she earns Every finan
cial transaction entered upon by a
woman without the knowledge and
consent of her husband can be cancel
ed. Except in a few cases, women are
unable to act as guardians They are
also excluded from family councils,
and so on.
A successful Doctor.
We take pleasure in calling your at
tention to the advertisement of Dr.
Marsh with regard to his cure for the
opium and morphine habit to be found
in another column of this paper. The
doctor has been engaged for twenty
fire years in this specialty, and is well
and favorably known for the cures he
had made of these habits. We take
pleasure in commending him to any
and all who need his services, having
been personally acquainted with him
for the past twenty-five years.
A Roumanian Fleet,
Roumania has upset the plans of
treaty powers to have only two fleets
on the Black Sea by setting up a little
fleet of its own. It contains one fast
cruiser, Elizabeth, and fifteen smaller
crafta The Roumanian flag has been
recognized by the Russians, who re
turned salutes when the fleet appeared
off Sebastopol.
Pino's Cure for Consumption is the best
of all cough cures.—George W. Lotz, Fal.u
cher. La., August 36, 1SU5.
Funeral monuments are exported from
this country to Australia.
The name of Cripple Creek should now
be changed to Cripple Town.
FITS—All FltRutoppcrl tree by Dr. Kline's Orest
Aerve Keatorer. Nu l lt.att.-r li.u HIM liny 'K um».
tlarvclouacurcs. Tivatiscuml flClrral I'Otl!>■ fr*. I,
Hi cases, bend to Or. Klloc.WU Area til., Hula., Pa.
One of Maine's curios is Machlas, a town
of 300 inhabitants without a debt.
A Summer Resort Rook Free.
Write to C. S. Crane, .general passen
ger and ticket agent Wabash Railroad,
St. Louis, Mo., for a summer resort
book, telling all about the beautiful
lake region reached by the Wabash
Railroad.
United State* Patent*.
A curious patent has just been issued
to Frederick Lehner. a Swiss, for a
process of making imitation Bilk. An
ordinary cotton thread is run through
several solutions of silk substances and
nitro cellulous, the threads after treat
ment being woven into a fabric which
is much cheaper and has all the qual
ities of a good grade of silk. The
cheapness of thiB new fabric would
bring it within the reach of all
Laban Everest, an Omaha inventor,
has received a patent for an electric
railway signal which is noticeable be
cause of its cheapness and in which he
overcomes some of the objections en
countered in so many signals. The in
ventor has been enabled to sell his pat
ent at a good profit to a corporation
who will place the invention on the
market
Peter Smith, of Cincinnatti, Ohio,
has invented a bed castor which
just above the wheel has an in
sect trap, the purpose of which is quite
apparent,
M. Forster of Berlin, Germany, gets
a patent for a smokeless gunpowder,
comprising wavy flakes, which, it is
claimed, ignite more quickly than those
of any other conformation, and so, of
course, is more valuable on that ac
count.
Inventors desiring information rela
tive to tqe law of patents or how to se
cure their inventions, should address
Sues & Co., attorneys at law and in
ventors’ counsellors. Bee building,
Omaha, Nebraska, for free book on
patents and information.
A copy of any U. S. Patent, includ
ing full drawings and description will
be mailed on receipt of 10 cents.
Half Fare Excursions via the Wabash,
7 be short line to St. Louis, and quick route
East or South,
Excursions to ail points South at one fare
for the round trip with $3.00 added.
JUNE 10th,
National Republican Convention at 8t
Louis.
JULY 2d,
National Educational Association at
Buffalo.
JULY Oth,
Christian Endeavor Convention at
Washington.
JULY 22nd,
National People and Silver Convention at
St. Louis.
For rates, time tables and further infor
mation. call at the W abash ticket office.
1415 Farnam St., Paxton Hotel block, or
write Geo. N. Clsttox.
N. W. Pass. Agt., Omaha, Neb.
A mi l whistle at Fillmore, N. Y., blows
the weather signals.
The Farmer and Male.
An ill tempered farmer one day had
a quarrel with his wife. He was afraid
to assault her, because she was a new '
woman and had studied the are of self
defense, so he went to the barn and
Started a quarrel with his mule. That
poor beast did not know what it was
all about, but he kept his eyes open.
Soon the farmer, having1 worked him
self into a frenzy, approached the mule
from behind with a view of kicking the
patient.animal: Then the mule reach
ed out his left foot, and ten seconds
later the new woman was a widow.
Moral.—There is much virtue in the
first kick.—New York World.
The Slenlflcanee of • Orajr Overcoat
Upon tho tongue, yellowness of the skin and
eyeballs, nausea and uneasiness beneath
the right, rlhs and shoulder blade. Is thnt
the victim of theso discomforts is bllllous.
The "proper caper" under such circum
stances Is to take Hostetler's Stomach Bit
ters, which also cure chills and fever, con
stipation, dyspensla, rheumatic and kidney
complaints and nervousness.
•romeness ih such a strain tnat every one
it glad when n Sliest goes home;
Some women always look ready to
scream.
Hefteman’at'ainptinr let with Gljrrerleie.
The urltitpwl and only genuine. Cura*Chapped Hands
and race. Cold Sores, Jto. c. U. Clark Co.,N.Haven.Ci
A hen in her lifetime rarely lays more
than tHlO eggs.
It the llaby le Cutting Teeth.
to Hire and use that old and well-tried remedy, Mas.
Winslow s Soothiko Syrup tor Children Teething.
In Arabia milk is not measured, hut is
Bold by weight.
She was a good woman. ■ He
loved her. She was his w.ifei
The pie was good; his wife
made it; he ate it. But the
pie disagreed with him, and
he disagreed with his wife.
Now he takes a pill after pie
and is happy. So is his wife.
The pill he takes is Ayer’s*
Moral: Avoid dyspepsia
by using ,% „ f , *
Ayer’s y %
Cathartic Pills*
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■ Sjm n but war. ISwt)uilicatuig>ibUma, uttj eiuo
BU66IES!a*,ow"*“j
__ Surreys for W
100 stylos. (lood variety* <
second hand Carriages ai
Wagon*. Nobody *•**• <
dkummonB'ISiwiaob o
-«th and Harney 8t», Omal
OPIUM
Habit Core*. Eat. In 1871. Thoneaei
cared. Cheapest anil beet cure. Fncn Tala
State cue. Da. Miiuii, Quincy, Mich.
LINDSEY* OMAHA'RUBBERS
The umpire now decides that
uBATTLE AX” is not only
decidedly bigger in size than any
other 5 cent piece of tobacco, but the
quality is the fine:..- ever saw, and *
the flavor delicious* V_u will never
know just how goci it is until
you try it*
times out
The New York Journal
recently offered ten bicy- i
cles to the ten winners in *
a guessing contest, leav
ing the choice of machine
to each. * *
ALL OF THEM CHOSE
Columbia
Bicycles
STANDARD OF THE WORLD
Nine immediately, and
one after he had looked at
others. And the Journal
bought Ten Columbias.
Paid $ 100 each for them.
On even terms a Columbia will be choice 1S
TEN times out of TEN[
POPE MANUFACTURING CO.
i|«*byCm^iTr'wt%-«nt«^0iumbU HARTFORD, CONN.