The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965, June 25, 1896, Image 7
,;,e noticeable Inventions 'ns M is'-i^sippi inventors 1 t ui'i'li wo find a car jenr.v pattern granted \l: I->•>"•> °f 'TJvDea H-h granted to h a. }\„-rUw'. Kansas; a steam . 'i . i^u-d to C. H. Hille rs Iowa: a letter box ‘ V ‘| I lower of Trinidad, g JuipK'tire tightener issued phones allowed to K L. Ivtland. Oregon: a metallio to J. H. Coleman of while Or. Wm. I* Ross 'wi ra-ha. receives a patent etnbodving a smoke con :itliri. which is adapted to bo uulv residences. M ill',- curious inventions is a ’ ievelo frame which can be . r,'.„,(l fol.led op; a letter box "t,l( 'that The mail is automatic from the box to the mail lirvele alarm actuated by ,f‘the front wheel; a car r adapted to be hinged below n,l be out of Sight when not i, ,, v. ie attachment comprising j. . irarne having1 one wheel ;0 be attac hed to an ordinary i make a tandem; an engine [ring motive power by means at of the sun; while a Chicago received a patent comprising ss winch is strapped about a i anon which he rests in lying v nf any of the above patents mailed upon receipt of 10 ets by lu.siv t o.. I'nited States Patent rs Pee building, Omaha, Ne ( urliisltim of the Law. kicking gent—“What’s the mv good man?” stranger—“Pm going to have main arrested. She inveigled a „,t of me on false pretenses.” vou arrest a woman for that?” , sireel’’ I mv! Law is a curious thing. , regular fury of a woman in ns into marrying her by false pretended she was an angel the law not only won’t let me her. but makes me support her.” ler s Weekly. Ir I noth aeks are numerous on the nf I'nris. Hall’s Catarrh Cure ;n internally. Price, 75c. m u Ku,gland Conservatory of Music, on .Mass., has furnished instruction r t'Ki.iKH) pupils since 1853, and its ntv a* an institution of the highest n* e is constantly increasing. Its i!iim is not confined to music alone, atorr and Modern Languages have e-tui’iped departments and the best t tors money < an procure. Special ion n so is given to instruction in ortu tuning. The charges are low omr ared with those of other musical s. Prosj ectus mailed lree on appli II A. McCoy, 711 South 27th St., a. writes: “I am an old lady, 0M 1 have teen troubled for the ueutv years with constipation and and s’eepless nights, but since !,lr Kav’s Renovator can sleep like <i and am not troubled in the least in* al ore-named diseases. Dr. Kay s ■utor is worth its weight in gold.’’ It I I'v druggists, 25 cts. and $1, or sent lai ly Dr. D. J. Kav Medical Co., la. N\h. 8end stamp for large sample Onk.ft. Eva loy has turned out lad, because ther Lore down too hard on the grind Free Home*. ether opportunity for immigrants t'liv homes free. Nearly U,000.000 ‘‘fst-elass government lands in ■‘‘ru Arkansas now open for set *nt. for full information write ■ V. M. Powell, Immigration r' Harrison, Arkansas, enclosing mts in silver. See display adver tent in another part of this paper. ‘,|'!'s aR'.rm that spirits harden the " me voice. ■___ ,,M* TlinuKiind Farmer* Wanted Pit'u on one thousand choice farms i'** ne of the Cliicayo, Milwaukee lanl Railway in Dakota. ‘‘‘st la,l(,,R art* located in twenty ‘•'nt counties, and are to be had pncesranjrinir from 5*7 to $15 Tu-i'm ft*'V monl^s l^nce their p uni be doubled. ■•nine ^ riiancc run or for investment no Tl. il(, -- in ike West has ever . ’ '**“ "«->•«!• Now is the time u-vui lu;lter farming land-ex '!Tl4‘ Plater results can 1 *»>ed anywhere. °'s ami churches abound every u Wbv markets f.,1- all farm t'.e iiam°Ulr an‘i -Sorth Dakota ■'fraisin/r ‘ 1VerSlfled iarminP and . fclatr* of *he West. tlm's m Dakota except ijr is ;'aU “'temperance. A new W|„,h., ,lake-advantage of the adds to Dakota and to for I ’.lrnTw'' pnfHrma‘}°n address or rr»t:on A,,’ General Im tWo^ U0 °ld Colony Dnild ' e,f(iul).e the hit*. ;"id oats is t sows must do the mV, NAL CONVENTION WKr?,LEK ‘'ARTY 11,. v;*1' LoriB JULY 3.ND. ;,te taa I *en Vi*#. S1*1'jr,eRt and quickest Hril>U lorde» °|'ltd aR the line from Wt- A'i train tes aml their Iriends to *»* Lliair ,‘V‘re ..equipped with Re *'ae<ar„ «nd Pullman over the " . Liue" *«“ r!:ts “V'irinr,,, 'ah?fh at Hai.f-Fabe. . ai,’wtitnodatim lf!h <ar* or Sleeping , ."t «t the \\ < an ?rran8® same by r:;F*r'>amst 11 tu*et office, No. n:t ,'Paxton Hotel Bleckh or V tV u O- N. Cl-ATTOS, V _U. A., Omaha, NeLr. York 't*ad f --- 0r“O“ *• buffalo July 8th The Xati *“* «»*>• 'll hol'd Vocational Aesocia u’Jffalo a . ■ oe-tt annual meeting !«* ^ l '?, -'[jchigan Central, i at*o! one f ,- l*°ute,” has made round trip ^D<lshitnnfor'..\ ", m<?mb«*rship fee. ““"■la, valuni r °,es f°r Teacher*,’* ! to and Vnformati°n rela s‘;v,rr'Ka“: BY CLARA AUGUSTA INTERNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIATION. CHAPTER XIV.—(CoNTiurnD.) "You will not die, I bore it, and still live; and it is so much harder for me. because I have to bear it all alone. You have your religion to help you, Margie. Surely that will bear you up! I have heard all you pious people prate enough j of its service In time of trouble to re member that consolation.” “Don’t, Alexandrine. It is sinful to scorn God’s holy religion. Yes. you are right; it will help me. God himself will help me. if I ask him. He knows how much I stand in need of it." ”1 am glad you are so likely to be sup ported,” returned the girl, half earn estly, half-contemptuously. “Are you satisfied in regard to Mr. Archer Trev lyn?” “I will not credit it!" cried Margie. p?*sionate1y. “He did not do that deed! He conld not! So good, and noble, and pitiful of all suffering hu manity! And beside, what motive could he have?” “The motive was all-powerful. Has not Mr. Trevlyn. by his own eonfesslon, loved you from his youth up?" “Yes.” “And Paul Llnmere was about to be come your husband. Could there be a more potent reason for Archer Trevlyn to desire Mr. Llnmere’s death? He was an obstacle which could be re moved in no other way than by death,be cause you had promised your father to marry him. and you could not falsify your word. All men are weak and lia ble to sin; is Trevlyn any exception? Margie, I have told you frankly what I know. You can credit it or not. I leave It with you: decide it as you think best. It Is eight o’clock. I will go now, for it is time for your lover to come for you.” “0, I cannot meet him—not to-night! I must have time to think—time to col lect my thoughts! My head whirls so. and everything Is so dark! Stay. Al exandrine, and excuse me to him. Say I have a headache—anything to quiet him. I cannot see him now! I should go mad! Let me have a night to think of it!” Alexandrine put her hand on the soft hair of the bowed head. “My poor Margie! it is hard for you. Hark! there is the bell. He has come. Will you not go down?” “No, no, no! Do what you Judge best, and leave me to myself and my God.” Alexandrine went out. and Margie, locking the door after her. flung her self down on the carpet and buried her face in the pillows of the sofa. Miss Lee swept down the staircase, her dark, bright face resplendent, her bearing haughty as that of an empress. Arch was in the parlor. He looked up eagerly as the door opened, but his countenance fell when he saw that It was only Miss Lee. She greeted him cordially. “Good evening, Mr. Trevlyn. I am deputized to receive you. and my good intentions must be accepted in place of more fervent demonstrations.” “I am happy to see you. Miss Lee. Where is Margie?” “She is in her room, somewhat indis posed. She begged me to ask you to excuse her, as she is unable to come down, and of course cannot have the pleasure of going with you to the opera.” “Sick? Margie sick!” he exclaimed, anxiously. “What can be the matter? She was well enough three hours ago.” "O, do not be uneasy. It is nothing serious. A headache, I think. She will be well after a night’s rest. Can not I prevail on you to sit down?” "I think not, to-night, thank you. I will call to-morrow. Give Margie my best love, and tell her bow sorry I am that she is ill.” Alexandrine promised, and Mr. Trev lyn bowed himself out. She put her hand to her forehead, which seemed al most bursting with the strange weight there. "Guilty or not guilty,” she muttered, “what does it matter to me? 1 love him, and that is enough!” CHAPTER XV. HE long night passed away, as all nights, however long and dark they may be, will pass away. Margie had not slept. She bad paced her chamber ^ i until long after mid night, utterly dis regarding Alexan drine, who bad knocked repeatedly at her door, and at last, overcome by weariness, she had sunk down tn a chair by the open window, and sat there, gazing blankly out into the night, with its purple heavens, and its glory ot sparkling stars. Nothing could have tempted Margie to nave credited such a story ot her lover, had it not been for the overwhelming evidence of her own senses. Ever since the night of Paul Lin mere’s assassina tion, she had at times been torturei with agonizing doubts. From the first she bad been morally Bure whose lips had touched her hand that night In the graveyard; she knew that no other pres ence than that of Archer Trevlyn had the power to Influence her as she had been influenced. She knew that he had been there, though she bad not seen him; and ;or what purpose had he been there? It was a question she had asked berselt a thousand times! There could be no doubt any longer, fthe was forced to that conclusion at I last; her heart sinking like lead In her bosom as she came to acknowledge It. In a moment of terrible temptation. Arch Trevlyn had stained his hand with blood! And for her sake! There was a violent warfare In her heart. Her love for Archer Trevlyn bad not sprang up In a day; Its growth had been slow, and It had taken deep root. Oh, how hard It was to give up the blissful dream! She thought of hie early life—how It had been full of temptation—how his noble nature had been warped and perverted by the evil Influences that had surrounded him, and for a while the temptation was stroug upon her soul to forgive him everything—to Ignore all the past, an 1 take him Into her life as though the fearful story she had Just listened to had been untold. Marry a murderer! "Oh, God!” she cried In horror, as the whole extent of the truth burst upon her: "Oh. my God, pity and aid me!” She sank down on her knees, and though her lips uttered no sound, h?r heart prayed as only hearts can prav when wrung with mortal suffering. Archer Trevlyn must be given up; from that there could be no appeal. Hence forth he must be to her as though he bad never been. She must put him en tirely out of her life—out of her thoughts—out of her sleeping and wak ing dreams. But she could give him no explana tion of her change of mind. She had passed her word—nay, she had sworn never to reveal aught that Miss ijce bad told her, and a promise was bind ing. But he would not need any ex planation. His own guilty conscience would tell him why he was renounced. She took oft the rose-colored dress In which she had arrayed herself to meet him, and folded it away In a drawer of her wradrobe, together with every other adornment that she had worn that night. They would always be her painful reminders of that terrible sea son of anguish and despair. When all were In, she shut them away from her sight, turned the key upon them, and flung It far out of the window. Then she opened her writing desk, and took out all the little notes he hail written to her, read them all over, and holding them one by one to the blaze of the lamp, watched them with a sort of stony calmness until they shrivelled and fell In ashes, black as her hopes, to the floor. Then his gifts; a few sim ple things. Those she did not look at; she put them hastily in a box, seale 1 them up, and wrote his address on the cover. The last task was the hardest. Sho must write him a note, telling him that all was over between them. The gray light pi a clouded morning found her making the effort. But for a long time her pen refused to move; her hand seemed powerless. She felt weak and helpless as a very infant. But It was done at last, and she read It over, won dering that she was alive to read it: “Mr. Archer Trevlyn, Sir: Yesterday afternoon, when I last saw you, 1 did not think that before twenty-four hours bad elapsed 1 should be under the necessity of inditing to you this letter. Henceforth, you and I must be as strangers. Not all the wealth and In fluence of the universe could tempt me to become your wife, now that my eyes are opened. I renounce you utterly and entirely, and no word or argument of yours can change me. Therefore, do not attempt to fcee me, for with my own j consent I will never look upon youi { face again, i deem no explanation j necessary; your own conscience will tell J you why 1 have been forced to make : this decision. 1 return to you with this 1 note everything that can serve to re mind me of you. and ask you to do mo the favor to burn all that you may have in your possession which once was mine. Farewell, now and forever. “MARGARET HARRISON.” There remained still something more ' to be done. Margie knew that Arcber J Trevlyn would seek her out. and de mand an explanation from her own lips, and this must never be. She could not see him now; she was not certain that she could ever see him again. She I dared not risk the Influence his per sonal presence might have upon ser. She must leave New York. But where should she go? She had scarcely asked the question before thought answered her. Far away In the northern part of New Hampshire, resided old Nellie Day, the woman who had nursed her, and whom she had not seen for twelve years. Nellie was a very quiet, discreet person, and had been very warmly attached to the Harrison family. She bad married late in life a worthy farmer, and giving up her situation in New York, bad gone with him to she little out-of-the-way village of Lightfield. Margie had kept up a sort of desultory correspondence with her. and in every letter that the old lady wrote she had urged Margie to visit her In her country borne, ft had never been convenient to do so. but now this place was suggested to her at once, and to Lightfield she decided to go. She consulted her watch. It was S o’clock: the train for the north, the first express, left at half past six. There would be time. She would leave all her business affairs in the hands of Mr. Farley, her legal adviser and general manager; and as to the house, the maiden aunt who resided with her could keep up the establishment until ' her return, if she ever did return. ! She packed a few of her plainest [ dresses and some other Indispensable!, In a trunk, arrayed herself In a dark traveling suit, and rang for Florins. The girl looked at her In silent amass ment Margie steadied her roles, and spoke carelessly enough. "Florlne. I have been obliged to leave home very suddenly. My preparations are all complete. I thought I would not wake you as I had so little to do. Tell Peter to havo the carriage at the door at six precisely, and bring up Leo’s breakfast, and a cup of hot coffee tor me.” At six o’clock—having written a nets to Mr Farley, and one to her aunt, giv ing no explanations, but merely saying she had been called away—she put on her bonnet, entered the carriage and was driven to the depot. And before nine-tenths of New York had thought of leaving their beds, she was being whirled rapidly northward, her only companion Leo. who, watchful and alert, lav curled up on the seat beside her. turned to tils hotel, more oppressed than when he went out. Did ever time move fo slowly before? Would the morning never pass? He wrote some urgent letters, read the damp morning paper, without the slightest notion of contents, and went down to his breakfast, to come away again leaving it untasted. Eight o'clock. The earliest possible hour at which It would be proper to call on Miss Harrison was eleven. Three mortal hours first! How could he ever endure it? She might be very Ml. She might even be dying! Archer, with the fool ish Inconsistency of love, magnified every evil until he was nearly beside himself with dread, lest she might bs worse than MIrs Lee had represented. Nine o’clock struck; he was walking the Boor in a state of nervous excite ment which would have forced him ere long to have broken all rules of eti quette and taken his way to Harrison House, had not fate saved him the necessity. A waiter entered, and brought In a letter and a package. He snatched them both, and saw they were di rected in Margie's handwriting. For a moment his heart stood still with a deadly fear. Great drops of perspira tion covered his forehead, and he dropped letter and package to the floor. Why was she writing to him when she must expect to see him In a few hours? And that package! What did It con tain? He picked It up, and tore oft the wrap pings. The betrothal ring rolled out and tell with a hollow sound on the floor. The ring be had put upon her Anger—the ring he bad seen her kiss more than once! He looked over the contents of the box hurriedly; every little thing he had ever given her was there, even to a bunch of faded violets! But the letter? He had almost for gotten it. In pondering over the dread slgnlflcance of the return of his pres ents. He took it up and broke the seal with slow deliberation. It would not tell him any news, but it might contain an explanation. His face grew pale as ashes as he read, and be put his hand to his heart, as though he had received a blow there. Twice he read It through, and at the last reading he seemed to •eallze Its dread portent. (TO BS CONTINOSD.) A SOCIAL RECREATION. Entirely New Method by • Few Frlende Tired of Dancing. Women who are in straits (or unique methods of entertaining might do worse than to listen here, says the Philadel phia Press. The scene is laid in Phila delphia and the action In all Its detail transpired in the heart of this city, so proverbially far-famed for the slow ness of its social gait and limitations of its pleasure-going capacities. There was a certain club of "blase” bachelors whose average age was probably about 18. Those worn-out veterans, who al ready know all there Is to know, deter mined to give a dinner, which should be distinctly unique, so for weeks the prime movers thereof cast about them for the happy thought which would In sure the success of their “feed.” At last they found it. Then they bid some choice and favored brother 'spirits to the feast, demanding of them only one thing—i. e.. that each guest should bring with him something be had stolen. The night arrived and with it the company, and then the scheme upon which the novelty of the entertainment depended waR put into execution. As each man (?) took his place he was asked to produce his transferred contri bution. Immediately forth from every pocket came a spoon. It is safe to say that all the prominent eating-houses of the city were represented in that col lection of souvenirs, the favorites being in the lead, of course. One ice-cream soda stand was all unwittingly poorer by six of these donated spoons. And the youths for the time being forgot their ennui and were "boys again.” Let friendship creep gently to m height: if it rush to it it may soon run out of breath. They Might Bn* to Yawn. “It la assorted now,” l>e said, thoughtfully, "that a Chinaman never yawns. If that is so—” He paused and for a moment seemed burled in thought. “If that is so," he repeated, turning to his companion, "1 feel thut 1 tnny ussert with perfect safety that no Chinaman ever met you when you were in a story-telling mood.” Then he chuckled softly to himself and felt avenged for the hour thut he had put In listening to tales of preco cious infants.—Chicago Post. Kome Wasn't. Ilutlt In a l>»y Neither arc the obstinate maladies, to the removal of which the great eorruetlve, Hos tel ter's Stomach Hitters, Is adapted curable In an hour. To persist In the use of this standard remedy Is no imiru than just. Hit lousneas, eonstlputton, malaria, rheuma tism. kidney complaints ami nervousness are among the complaints which It erudl culcs. An honest man tan never he a friend to a thief. Smouldering fires of o’d disease Ayer’s Sarsaparilla. lurk in tlie blood of many n uiun, who fancies himself in good health. I.et a slight sickness sci/.e him, and the old enemy breaks out anew. The fault is the taking of medicines that suppress, in stead of curing disease. You can eradicate disease and purify your blood, if you use the standurd remedy of the world, [ Tobacco Dealers say, that ) “BATTLE AX” is a “scorcher” ^ because it sells so fast* Tobacco k Chewers say, it is a “scorcher” be ^ cause 5 cents' worth goes so far* Itfs *> as good as can be made regardless of * cost* The 5 cent piece is almost as ) large as the other fellows' \ 0 cent piece. FREE HOMES rmmtsara’ ' Nearly 2,000,000 Acres of Government Lands Now Open to c-*41-1* t ' IN NORTHERN ARKANSAS. They are fertile, well-watered, heavily-timbered. md produce jrralnn. g ium, finite and **ffefaM*4‘ In ■ bundat ce. Noitlt Arkansas apple* urc noted. The climate Is delightful. winter* mlid au i short. Tlieee art subject to homestead entry of ICO acn.n each. *OW lit THk TI«K TO UkT A IIOMK. For further Its* loiinatkit) a (id ices iv ».b i. stiver. E. V. M. POWELL, Immigration (.gent, Harrison, Ark. tJT hefers to Bank of Harrison end Boone County Bank, lluiiison. Ark. We have made a study of tires —pounded them year in and year out by thousands on our wheel-testing ma chine, tested them for elasticity, for speed, for durability—had reports from riders and agents everywhere. The wonder TESTING TIRES AND WHEELS. fully elastic and durable tires used on Columbia Bicy cles—Hartford Single-Tube Tires—are the result. Hartford Single-Tubes are the regular equipment of all Columbia and Hartford Bicycles. We know ho tires so good as Hartfords. 7X.nwkef* Hartford Single-Tubes also make Dunlop tires (double-tube), which we will substitute for Single-Tubes if preferred. Art Catalogue tells. Free if you call on the agent. By mail for two 2-ccnt stamps. POPE MFG. CO., » HARTFORD, CONN.