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About The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965 | View Entire Issue (May 8, 1902)
% V- 4 I A WARRIOR BOLD, t By ST. GEORGE RATHBORNE. % ^ Author of-Little Miss Millions,” -The Spider's Web," -Miss ^ W Caprice,” -Dr. Jack’s Widow," Etc., Etc. ^ * [Copyright, 1901. by Street and Smith, New York.] ^ xty xV xV xV xV xty xty xty xty xV xty xty xV xty xty xty xty xV xl/ xt/ xty xty xV xty xfy Aj< Vf*. AJ« VS*. Api AJ< Apt Apt CHAPTER IV. And the Professor, Too. Perhaps it was a rash resolve—pos sibly Charlie Stuart should have ac cepted the baron’s well-meant warn ing for its full value, and have left Antwerp by the first train. But it was only the word of the baron against his own powers of perspicacity, and Charlie did not see why he should yield so easily. In other words, he was not ready to believe in the story the wonderful baron had related, without more abundant proof. Perhaps he might even doubt it until the action of Arline Brand convinced him of her guilt, or her own sweet lips confessed it. That was Charlie’s idea of friend ship. With the disappearance of the baron from the scene, Charlie supposed the show was over for the morning. He was mistaken. While he stood there on the curb, a prey to distracting thoughts, he was being closely watched by a man who had been lounging just inside the en trance of the Steen courtyard. When Stuart started to move away, the gentleman appeared to lose the last vestige of control which he pos sessed. He" ran after the retreating figure. The patter of footsteps just behind him natuarlly caused Charlie to half turn; perhaps he thought it might be the baron, with yet another choice bit of information with which to add to his stock of cheerfulness, or mayhap Artemus desirous of overtaking him. He was immediately undeceived. A florid-faced gentleman, who look ed as though he might have been dal lying with the wine too long, but with hot passion glowing in his eyes, was close upon him. Even as Charlie stepped back a pace. thinking the man was drunk, or in a great hurry to catch a train, to his in tense surprise the stranger slapped into Charlie’s face a pair of kid gloves he carried. Luckily, Stuart had a cool head for one of his race, or they would have had it out then and there in the re spectable street of the Steen. He saw that the man had a griev ance, though utterly in the dark, as to what its nature might be. “See here! Who are you?" asked Charlie. “Aha! I am Herr Professor Richter of Dresden.” Charlie shook his head. “Still I am groping in the dark. To my knowledge I never had the pleas ure of meeting you, professor.” The German scowled angrily. “Which Is one good thing for you, sir; and now that you have met mo. you shall give me the satisfaction of a gentleman. To-morrow morning it must be, with pistols—or do you prefer swords? Blood alone can wipe out the base insult.” “Suppose you tell me, Herr Profes sor, how I have offended you. Surely, it could not be a matter serious enough to call for a duel.” “How?” roared the German, dancing up and down, his eyes glaring, his hands working as though eager to clutch the other’s throat. “After des troying my honor, you profess ignor ance, scoundrel! Then I will tell you, even though every gossip in Antwerp learn of my shame. By running away with my wife!” “What?” PlmrUo nrnc cn .Qtaf'p'prprl hv thp ftf cusation that he could hardly catch his breath. He had passed through some strange experiences during his life, hut this was really the first time he had ever been accused of such an es capade. “But, Herr Professor, I swear to you I never set eyes upon the lady in question.” “You lie, rascal! Did I not with my own eyes see you put her in the car riage, and stand there watching her drive away! You are guilty!” Poor Charlie felt as limp as a dish rag. This connection with Artomus and his irrepressible dramatic fever was bringing about the most agonizing e sults. “Well, all I say is. I must have done it in my sleep. But I gave you my word, and if I cannot prove my in nocence, I will give you the satisfac tion you demand.” “To-morrow, at sunrise?” eagerly. “As you say. There is my card, pro fessor. Leave the particulars at my hotel.” Stuart stood looking after the learn ed disciple. “She the wife of that bow-legged, heavy-brained scholar? Perish the thought! There is another infernal mistake about it. This queer old town is all upset, it seems.” Then he suddenly remembered the card she had given him, with her ad dress; as he had not thought to look at it, so he hastily drove into his pock et and drew out the case in which he had placed it fresh from her hand, only to receive a sad shock as he read: "MADAM SOPHIE RICHTER. "Hotel de la Praix, Antwerp. Dresden.” Weil, there it was. Is black and white he saw the mis rji /js >i\ /;» /i« erable evidence before his eyes. Still he was grimly determined to keep his engagement for that evening, come what might. Oh! sublime faith! It would re quire mountains to crush a positive belief In the conviction of his own eyes and his own intuition. Dinner came next. He could amuse himself with a thousand and one theories bearing upon the case. Charlie was enjoying his dinner with a fair amount of satisfaction, considering what a load he carried upon his mind, when Artemus, who had been given his address, made his appearance. Stuart immediately decided to make a full disclosure. An opportunity came in good time whereby they could converse without being overheard. . Then Charlie let loose. He fairly staggered his companion with his first volley, containing the account of the famous baron and his charge that Arllne Brand was the most dangerous as well as notorious adven turer in all Europe. While Artemus was yet gasping from the effect of this hot shot, Char lie poured in grape and cannister. He sketched the dramatic advent of the professor on the scene, the challenge to a duel he had flung at the supposed disturber of his family peace, Charlie’s amazed questions concerning yellow hair and blue eyes, and finally the sol emn agreement that had been reach ed between them. Charlie, having exhausted his reper toire, now turned the tables. “What became of you, my dear boy?’’ he asked. “I waved you farewell,” Artemus said. "Then you were not in the second pna pVi “Ay, ay. You see, the fair lady neglected to favor me with one of her cards, and I was compelled to adopt measures of my own in order to dis cover her residence. She went to the hotel In the Rue de Mennisters.” “That’s the De la Paix,” with a frown, remembering the card he held. “Yes, my boy, the same. I was sat isfied that I had found out just where she put up but curiosity induced me to waylay the doorkeeper, he who opened the carriages and exercised the functions of factotum. So, put ting a bit of silver in his hand, I ask ed him who the lady might be—she with the veil over her face. He scratched his head as though a bit puzzled himself, and then suddenly answered, as though at random: “ ‘Mile. Brand.’ ” Charlie had been listening eagerly. He gave vent to an exclamation of satisfaction. “Artemus, you aro a brick!” “So,” continued the other, with a grim smile, as though he could scent something that had not yet become visible to the naked eye, “I came to the conclusion the young lady had given us her true name, after all, though she hinted at possessing an other.” "Yes; why did she say that?” mused Charlie. “But one thing seems clear— there is an Arline Brand, after all; and to-night I am bound to discover what relation, if any, connects her with this bold, intriguing countess, or the run away wife of the Herr Professor— either that, or to-morrow I am booked for a duel.” Charlie Stuart saw the shades of night close in upon the old city of Antwerp with a sigh of deep satisfac tion. Reaching the hotel he boldly asked to see Madam Sophie Richter. Some time elapsed while he waited. He was on needles and pins—hung up, as it were, on tenter-hooks by sus pense. “The lady awaits melnherr in tne little parlor over yonder,” at last came the message. Charlie drew in a long breath and entered. He felt a sensation of tremendous relief. For the lady, while pleasant and even handsome in her appearance, was a stranger. He bowed courteously to the lady. “I am a stranger to you, lady—an Englishman, Stuart by name. Through some misadventure I have become, much against my will. I assure you, mixed up in your domestic arrange ments, and I have come here to throw myself upon your mercy and beg your gentle indulgence as an intercessor.” The lady looked astonished. “Sir, explain. Who seeks to do you harm, and of whom am I to beg indulgence?” she asked. “Madam, there is at large in Ant werp a man who has sworn to have the life of the wretch who has robbed his quiet home of its one bright jewel —who prowls hither and yon, regard less of his personal appearance, breathing vengeance, and ready to sacrifice all he has on earth if he can but avenge his honor.” “You really mean that the profes sor is here in Antwerp?” “Raging around like a mad bull.” "That at last he has left his musty old books?” “Very much in evidence, I assure you.” “Then our strategem worked,’’ she laughed. • « . — “Pardgn my ignorance, madam, but f am Inclined to think It worked only too well, since I, an entirely Inno cent man, am booked to meet the pro fessor in a duel to-morrow at sunrise, because, forsooth, he chanced to see me place a lady In a cab—a lady who had golden locks, and whom the old— I mean the jealous professor—chose to fancy was the wife of his bosom." The lady laughed aloud. “In a duel! He fight for me! Oh, charming! It is too good! What will Cousin Hlldegarde say?” “I’m sure I don’t know; but I’m anxious to convince this old fire-eater that he has gotten hold of the wrong man. and I am certain you will assist me to prove my Innocence.” “Oh, sir, most certainly; especially as there Is no man in the matter at all, and the object of our little esca pade has been accomplished. Since you have been put to more or less In convenience In the premises, It would be only fair for me to explain.” The story was nothing new, though its sequel gave evidence of consider able originality, thanks to the appear ance of the bright-witted Hlldegarde on the scene. Madam and the professor had not been the happiest couple in the world. He was wedded to his books, and neglected his pretty wife. Long had she suffered, and doubtless wojjld have continued to do so, onfy that his cousin took the bull by the horns and suggested a strategem whereby the student should be aroused and made to realize how dear to his heart this wife of his really might be. It was the old principle over again —of not missing the water until the well ran dry. And one day, when the learned man found his blue-eyed spouse gone, and a few lines simply signed H. begging her by her love to meet the writer in Antwerp, which note she had appar ently dropped in the haste of her de parture, the professor threw his books to the winds and started in pursuit. “To think—he would even fight, and for, me!” she said, almost incredu lously. ‘■Indeed, he Is distracted enough to defy Fate itself. But, madam, you may do me a favor,” boldly. “You have but to name It, sir.” “This lady whom I had the pleas ure of serving—this lady whom your furious husband saw me put into a carriage—gave me a card and invited me to call upon her here at the hotel to-night.” “Ah! yes,” with a bright smile. "She gave me a card. I did not look at it just then, but after the ridi culous encounter with your husband, in which he accused me of stealing his wife, and threatened me with death on the field of honor, I took occasion to Investigate, and found—this.” He handed the card to her. One glance, and the professor’s wife laughed. “Yes, It Is my carte-de-visite; but, on my honor, Meinherr Stuart, I did not give it to you.” “That I know very well. What I wish to discover is, who did? There is a young lady, also with such gold en hair and blue eyes as you yourself possess; she Is stopping at this hotel. Now, you must have at some time ex changed cards with her. Can you not remember the circumstance?” The professor's wife nodded eagerly. “Well do I remember; it was only yesterday. She quite charmed mo with her naivete and her flattery. I had never before met one so fascinat ing.” "It was the Countess Isolde Bra bant.” “And—her name?” asked Charlie, his heart sinking. (To be continued.) WHERE PERSONS ARE EVERYTHING Position of Congressman's Wife In Washington Society. The rural congressman’s wife, am bitious to be in society, and who fond ly imagines that election to the Hou=e of Representatives carries with it the golden key to unlock all doors, learns her first and bitter lesson, says Mr. Low, when she discovers that position means something, but persons are everything. Such a woman comes to Washington full of her own import ance, profoundly impressed with the greatness of her husband, fondly be lieving that the wife of the president, the wives of the members of the cabi net, the wives of the senators, will receive her with open arms; that she will be invited to the dinners of which she has read in her local paper; that she will get her name in the news papers, and her dresses will be des cribed, as was that of the governor’s wife at the last charity ball. Alas for her disillusionment! She learns that while a congressman may be a very big man in his district, he is a very small man in Washington until he has established his right to be regarded as above the average. If he has money and tact he may soon attract attention and cross the golden boundary; or if he has no money, but much ability, he will reach his destination by an other route; but if he has neither one nor the other, if he is simply an ordi nary member of congress, a very fair specimen of middle class common place intelligence, the social recogni tion for which his wife sighs will never be hers. The wives of senators from her state will return her call, she may be invited to a tea, even to a din ner at the fag end of the season, but that will be the limit of her insight into society.—Harper’s Weekly. Some of the recent magazine articles seem to prove that a little learning Jj a dangerous thing. We like to console ourselves with the delusion that the grapes just be yond our reach are sour. TO CHEAPEN SUGAR. HOW TARIFF CONCESSIONS MIGHT HELP THE CONSUMER. While Reducing the Duty on Cuba's Raw Product Hie Duty on Refined Sugar Should Be Correspondingly Lowered—Prospective Trust Profits If the friends of the "Cuban Relief" proposition are really desirous of doing something for the American consumer while “relieving” the Cuban producer, they can accomplish this result by adopting the plan submitted by Repre sentative Morris of Minnesota. ThU plan, briefly stated, provides that the tariff reduction on raw sugar shall also apply to refined sugar. The bill as re ported from the ways and means com mittee makes a reduction of 20 per cent In the duty on raw sugar, but leaves the duty on refined sugar as It Is now. It cheapens the cost of raw sugar to the refiners to the extent of the tariff reduction, without cheap ening the market price of the refined product. That Is what Mr. Havemeyer meant when a few weeks ago he an nounced that the selling price of re fined sugar would not be in the least degree affected by the reduction, or even the removal, of the duty on raw sugar. He knew what he was talking about. He knew that the greatest boon that a Republican congress could possibly confer upon the sugar trust would be to cheapen raw sugar by means of tariff reduction, while re taining the full tariff on refined sugar. He knew that almost the entire bulk of money thus lost to the United States treasury would, lu such an event, find Its way into the sugar trust treasury. mere is not a single ttepuuiicau m congress or out of congress whose bowels of compassion yearn for suf fering Cuba who does not know that in cutting down the tariff on raw sug ar and leaving intact the duty on re fined sugar he assists in swelling the profits of the sugar trust by many mil lions of dollars. There might be some excuse for a Republican at either end of Pennsylvania avenue who did not know, or did not believe, that the 450, 000 tons of sugar held on the wharves in Cuba has long since passed out of the hands of the planters who raised It and into the hands of the sugar trust, and hence that the pro posed “relief’’ measure would prove a hollow mockery to the original pro ducers of that sugar. The sugar trust has covered Its tracks so skillfully that even Governor Wood might be par doned for his inability to find the trail and for publicly asserting that practi cally all of the held-up sugar is still owned by the parties who raised it. Ignorance and excessive credulity might possibly reach these extremes, but that is the limit. To vote for or to approve of a scheme of tariff reduction that withdraws protection from do mestic producers and adds millions to the already swollen gains of the sugar trust by leaving that concern in the full enjoyment of a tariff protected profit margin would be bad economics, bad statesmanship, bad politics. Wo cannot believe that the Republican party will be made to stand for a blun der so atrocious as to amount to a crime. The American Economist, speaking for the principle and policy of protec tion, deprecates as ill-advised and un called for the entire scheme of tariff reduction for the benefit of aliens and to the injury of our own producers; but, if any scheme of the kind shall unfortunately prevail, It earnestly hopes that through the retention of the differential on the finished product while reducing the duty on the crude material It will not take the shape of a big prize package for the sugar trust. Not Much Relief. The cut in duty, making it apply so that but 80 per cent of the lawful rate shall be collected on Cuban products, will not give Cuban sugar planters much relief. They will have to sell their raw sugar to the sugar trust, which owns the only refineries, and the trust will, of course, see that they get practically nothing of tho advan tage which the lowered rate is sup posed to give them. But if congress would ndopt the Tawney plan of col lecting the full duty and giving the rehate to the planters direct, the re lief would be sure and they would get all of it. In that case perhaps the 20 per cent proposed would be enough. But with the direct cut the refineries would get the benefits up to a point where it would be scandalous to refuse to ijjvide with the sugar growers.— Salt Lake City Tribune. Frot— Trade In Cattle. The Philadelphia Record, in dealing with the meat trust question, says: “It is not pretended, however, by the most sanguine champions of free trade that mere repeal of the meat duties would destroy thl3 rapacious combination against the American people," Nevertheless, the Record thinks that we should begin by repealing the tariff “behind which the trust has in trenched itself with the false pretense that the duties on meats are imposed solely to protect American farmers.” But is it on falBe pretense that duties on meats are imposed to protect American farmers. Does not the Record give away Its whole contention in this regard when it urges the repeal of the tariff on live animals so that cattle can be imported tree of duty from Mexico and Canada, and thus cheapen tho cost of meat to American consumers? How shall the cost of meat be cheapened to the consumer unless the price of the American farm er's cattle be first cheapened? Free • trado In cattle would undoubtedly lower the price paid for American beeves, but it would not necessarily lower the retail price of meat. Trusts know how to get over International boundury lines. Friends and Enemies la Accord. For the first time in nearly five years the Republican party represen tatives in Congress have been called upon to vote on the question. Shall the Dingley tariff be sustained? In order to secure an affirmative answer to this question these Republicans have been compelled to rely upon the assistance of their political adver saries. With the aid of free-trade Democratic votes these Republicans have succeeded in attacking and un dermining the principle and policy of protection to American labor and in dustry. Is not this a strange position of affairs, that a Republican measure should be assailed by its friends and its assassination accomplished by the aid of its enemies? It is done under the plea that we owe something to Cuba. A monstrous debt, Indeed, that requires such payment! Best Way of Itelp. The Republicans in the House who favor relief for Cuba and also believe in protection, have, it appears, laid down their ultimatum. They stand by the principle of the Tawney amend ment. They oppose any reduction In the sugar tariff, but will help the actual planters by granting them a stated rebate. This takes the matter out of the hands of the sugar trust, and gives whatever is to be conceded direct to the producer of the sugar. It is undoubted that this is the best way of help, and it should carry, if there la to be any concession at all. But Cuba, from all accounts, i3 in bet ter Industrial and financial condition right now than ever she was In all her history.—Salt Lake City Tribune. Will He Get In, Hnrap and Allf a sl. *** k 1 TJi&l 1 Z3=_ MaU Be Bad Farmers. Farmers are getting pretty good prices for their products. But they are paying good prices for their neces sities. Many of them think the bal ance of prosperity is against them.— Defiance Crescent. The Crescent must have In mind either mighty poor farms or mighty poor farmers. Probably they are what Is known as "porch" farmers. As a matter of fact every one knows there is not a particle of ground for such a remark as the above. The Crescent is falling into its old habits contract ed in the days when it was yelling for free silver and Bryan.—Bryan (Ohio) Press. No Sentiment In Trade. There is no sentiment in trade, and foreigners do not buy of us simply be cause we buy of them. That is amply demonstrated by our trade with South America. Brazil imports over $100, 000,000 worth and the United States supplies about 10 per cent of those imports. The United States buys from Brazil five times as much as it sells to that country, and it carries on a one-sided trade of that kind with other South American countries— Philadelphia Press. womanly virtues. First, one must understand that what attracts men and what they like are not always the same thing. A man is often attracted by a be witching smile, but a good-tempered woman in the end has the greatest hold on him and wins his respect. It is a mistake to think that in these days men prefer brainless, silly wo men, says the Buffalo Times. On the contrary, they like those who have bright, quick brains, who take an interest In things around them and can talk sensibly on subjects In which they themselves are interested, though if the women possess superior knowl edge on any one topic they will do well to keep that fact In the background and play the part of interested listen ers. Irreverent women are an abomina tion to men. Whatever may be their own religious opinions. If they have any, at any rate they like to feel that women cling to the faith which they once learned at their mother's knee. — KIghteoua(?) Indignation. W’hen King Edward visited Burton he attended divine service at Range more church. An old lady, close upon 80 years of age, who lived many miles away, thought she would like to see the king, and presented herself at the church, but was greatly disappointed on being told that the church was already filled, and became highly in dignant. “Look here!" said the old lady, re proachfully, to one of the clergy, “I ain’t been to ’oly worship for close on sixty years, and now, when I ’obbles all this way to see the king, I ain't admitted. Bah! I'll give up being re ligious."—Birmingham Post. •mmrn At this season of the year complaints are numerous from sheep owners re garding a sickness of their pregnant ewes that they do not understand. The sheep drop behlnd.lose appetlte.stretch, lie down flat then rise, stretch and He down again and die In a few days. We hare attributed all of these cases to the feeding of dry fodders without succulent food of some sort to keep the bowels properly open, but we now And that there Is In almost every case "nod ular disease of the Intentines." which Is due to the worm known as oesopha gastoma columblanum. The character istics of the presence of this parasite are small greenish lumps or bunches upon the lining of the small intestines and while thousands of apparently healthy sheep are killed at the large slaughter houses showing the presence of these nodules and no 111 results from them, there can be no doubt that In ewes at least they cause complica tions which kill in many instances. We have advised In these columns that pregnant ewes should be fed upon suc culent foods along with the best of hay and some grain such as crushed oats and bran or otlmeal, but some times there is need of medicine, and this is the case when symptoms such as those mentioned above are seen. An Arkansas correspondent writes that he has had the best of success since he commenced giving zenoleum for this complaint and now he gives It as a preventative. When sheep are seen to be 111 he gives one teaspoonful or even more for a very large sheep and mixes It In three tablespoonfuls of milk. This Is given ns a drench and is to be re peated In 24 hours and again In 48 hours if the first two doses are not effective, but as a rule there is no need of giving more than two doses, accord ing to his experience. He says that he has given this treatment to pregnant ewes some time prior to parturition, and when done carefully there need be no loss of lambs as the medicine is harmless and the only danger Is from struggling or rough handling of the ewes. We hope that our readers will give this treatment a trial In addition to giving the change of food as sug gested. - A Warning to FeadaM. Bulletin 126, New Jersey: On ac count of shortage In the corn crop and the consequent rise In price of all feed ing stuffs, many materials which or dinarily are considered as worthless offal ot milling, or ot other manufac turing processes, have been attracted to market, In order to participate in the high prices now ruling. Feeders are apt to be misled in the purchase of these materials because the pries asked, judged from the prices of stand ard feeds In ordinary years, would in dicate worth that they do not possess, Economical purchase, however, does not Imply the purchase of the lowest priced feeds. In most cases these cheaj "feeds" are not feeds at all, but finely ground materials that are essentially Inferior to the common roughage ot the farm. Following are a few found on the market: “Cornaline. $20 per ton protein content 2.43 per cent; Marsden Feed No. 2, price not known, protelE content 4.03 per cent; Independent Fat Feed, $21.60 per ton, protein con tent 3.30; Rice "Meal” (1. e., hulls) $17 per ton, protein content 3.67; same $15 per ton, protein oontent 2.26; same $20 per ton, protein content 2.14 pei cent. How foolish a man is to buy such stuff, when he can buy even is New Jersey Chicago Gluten Meal al $28 per ton, and with a protein contem of 37.60. Compare that with the 2.11 per cent of protein In the Rice "Meal’ mentioned above. The Chicago Gluten Meal is worth about seventeen times as much as the other, according to thi analysis of the New Jersey station. Gestation of Striae. Sows vary about 15 days in the tlmi of carrying their pigs. As a genera' thing young sows farrow earlier than old sows. About 100 days is the short est time in which a healthy young sow should farrow. Some young sows carry their pigs for 105 or 106 days. Witt old sows there is a variation of hard ly more than three days. The least time a healthy, mature sow should carry her pigs Is 112 days. This may be extended to 115 days. Old sowi that are strong and vigorous carry their pigs a little longer than sow* that are only in fair flesh and vigor. The advantage seems to be with thi sow that carries her pigs longest. Wintering Hop. From Farmers’ Review: This has been my method of feeding my hogs during the past winter: I have usee principally separator skim milk lr combination with a small feed of corn I have given them also one good feed a day of sugar beets or mangled wur zels. In former years I have used brai or middlings in place of corn for mj brood sows. But this year I had thi corn and it cost too much to buy rnU feed. My hogs have wintered well ane the pigs are doing well so far. It wai so dry last spring that not one-fourtl of my beet seed grew, so I had a shori crop of beets for feed.—H. N. Maxham Lake County, Illinois. It is truly a surprise to see how many dairymen neglect saltiug the cattle. It is well to keep a lump ol rock salt in the yard. ••To-morrow" is the excuse of the de linquent and the spur of the indus trious.