The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965, October 09, 1924, Image 8

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    FEELS IT HEi DUTY TO
TELL ABOUT DISCOVERY
Des Moines Lady Is Grateful
to Tanlac.
“A good many people already know
bow I prize Tanlac, hut I am glad to
let the papers publish my experience
for the benefit of suffering humanity
everywhere," is the appreciative state
ment of Mrs. Alex Brown, 1003 La
cona Ave., Des Moines, Iowa.
Mrs. Brown’s claim to good health
(a not only verified by her own like
ness, but it Is strikingly reflected in
the sparkling eyes and chubby cheeks
of her lovely little babe, Darlene
Marie.
"Before taking Tanlac, I had a com
plication of troubles, including indi
gestion, nervousness and rheumatism
that took nearly all the Interest and
pleasure out of life. But I found Tan
lac and took seven bottles and now
my health Is excellent and I am feel
ing fine.”
Tanlac Is for sale by all good drug
gists. Accept no substitute. Over 40
million bottles sold.
Tanlac Vegetable Pills for constipa
tion; made *ind recommended by the
manufacturers of Tanlac.
A Sensitive Scale
The ~grand balance” or scale used
in the Bank of England is so sensitive
that the weight of a postage stamp
moves the Index six Inches.
A Woman’s Health!
Joplin, Mo.—"I have used Dr.
Pierce’s Favorite PrescriDtion and con
aider i1 a won
derful tonic for
women and supe
rior to any other
remedy. It built
me up in health
and strength and
relieved me of alt
the distressing
feelings which
usually go with
feminine weak
ness. That is just
what other reme
sues, wmcn i naa xnea, xauea xo ao.
•—Mrs. Ada Hatley, 1317 Virginia Ave.
If you want to be well, start at once
with this “Prescription” of Dr. Pierce’s.
Cet it at your neighborhood store, in
tablets or liquid; or send l(h to Dr.
Pierce, Buffalo, N. Y., for trial pkg.,
and write for free advice.
Vest to conscience, pride Is the
best monitor.
If yon look for pineapples on a pine
tree your search will be fruitless.
Well, We'll Give
That to the Moon
The night was exquisite. The
Milky-way was a soft glow of light
with Mars and the North star shin
ing In all their glory. The two
canoes that gilded so smoothly down
the stream carried only girls; girls
who were living again experiences of
similar nights. One was dreaming of
her last house party at Wabash, and
one just back from a trip East was
lost In a reverie of just such a night
spent tramping along the Hudson
with a West Point cadet.
Suddenly the moon, looking like a
slice of orange, shot up from behind
the dark trees. Memories grew poig
nant. Finally some one from the
depths of the pillows fotind utterance.
“Look at that moon! Doesn’t It
thrill you to death?”
Casting her weather eye heaven
ward, she who was supposed to be In
love, answered calmly enough, “Well,
It does light things up a bit.”—Indian
apolis Star.
Enumerating Them
"What a fine lot of children,” ejacu
lated a ludy motorist in the Rurnpua
Ridge region. “How many have you,
sir?”
“Ought’s ought and Agger's a Agger,”
began Gap Johnson, the parent of the
pack. “Carry one, and—”
"My gracious! What are you do
ing?”
“Just sorter totaling ’em up, mam,’’—
Kansas City Star.
Be sure you’re wrong; then back up.
ASPIRIN
SAY “BAYER ASPIRIN’’ and INSIST I
Unless you see the “Bayer Cross” on tablets you are
not getting the genuine Bayer Aspirin proved safe
by millions and prescribed by physicians 24 years for
Colds Headache
Fain Neuralgia
Toothache Lumbago
Neuritis Rheumatism
Accept only “Bayer” package which contains proven directions.
Handy “Bayer” boxes of 12 tablets—Also bottles of 24 and 100—Druggists.
Aspirin la the trad* mark of Barer Manufacture of Monoacetlcictdeater of Saltcrlieaclil
Deep Dilemma
"In Hawaii they have the same
weather the year around."
"How do their conversations start?”
French Silk Popular
Preach silk is becoming popular in
fhla country and England, the two
countries buying twice as muclt as
last year.
Difficulties
Teacher—This is the third time you
have looked at George’s paper.
Pupil—Yes, ma’am, he doesn’t writ*
very plain.
Yes, Once
Irate Employer—Late agnln; have
you ever done anything on time?
Clerk—I bought a car.—Judge.
MOTHER:- Fletcher’s
Castoria is especially pre* I
pared to relieve Infants in
aims and Children all ages of
Constipation, Flatulency, Wind
Colic and Diarrhea; allaying
reverishness arising therefrom, and, by regulating the Stomach
•ad Bowels, aids the assimilation of Food; giving natural sleep.
{oT the signature of
Harmless - No Opiates, Physicians everywhere i—rrMBmif It
V>he
Ragged Edge
by
Harold MacGrath
\ J
What he needed most in this
hour was a bottle of American
rye-whiskey and a friendly
American bar-keep to talk to.
He regretted now that in his idle
hours he hadn’t hunted up one
against the rainy day. The bar
maids had too strongly appealed
to his sense of novelty. So he
marched into the street, primari
ly bent upon making the favour
able discovery. I£ there was a
Yankee bar-keep in Hong-Kong,
James Boyle would soon locate
him. No blowzy barmaids for
him to-day: an American bar
keep to whom he could tell his
troubles and receive the proper
meed of sympathy.
The sunshine was brilliant, the
air mild. The hotel on the Peak
had the aspect of a fairy castle.
The streets were full of colour.
O’Higgins wandered into this
street and that* studying the
signs and resenting the British
er’s wariness in using too much
tin and paint. This niggardli
ness compelled him to cross and
recross streets.
Suddenly he came to a stop,
his mouth agape.
“Solid ivory!” he said aloud;
“solid from dome to neck!
That’s James Boyle in the fami
ly group. And if I hadn’t been
thirsty, that poor boob would
have made £ sure getaway and
left James Boyle high and dry
among the moth-balls! Oh, the
old dome works once every so
often. Fancy, as they say here
abouts!”
What had aroused this open
air monologue was a small tin
sign in a window. Marine In
surance. Here was a hole as
wide as a church-door. What
could be simpler than, with a set
of inquiries relative to a South
Sea tramp registered as The Ti
gress, to make a tour of all the
marine insurance companies in
Hong-Kong? 0’Higgins proceed
ed to put the idea into action;
and by soon he had in his pos
session a good working history
of the owner of The Tigress and
the exact latitude and longitude
of his island.
He cabled to New York:
“Probable destination known.”
“Make it positive,” was the
brisk reply.”
O’Higgins made it positive;
but it required five weeks of
broken- voyages: with dilapidat
ed hotels, poor food, poor tobac
co, and evil-smelling tramps. It
took a deal of thought to cast a
comprehensive cable, for it had
to include where Spurlock was,
what he was doing, and the fact
that 0’Higgins’s letter of credit
would not carry him and Spur
lock to San Francisco. The re
ply he received this time put him
into a state of continuous be
wilderment,
alone”
“But what, in Uou s name,
possessed you? You have already
wrecked your own life and now
you’ve wrecked hers. She does
n’t love you ; she hasn’t the least
idea what it means beyond what,
she has read in novels. The
world isn’t real yet; she hasn’t
comparisons by which to govern
her acts. I am a physician first,
which gives the man in me a
secondary part. You have just
passed through rather a severe
physical struggle; just as pre
viously to your collapse you had
gone through some terrific men
tal strain. Your mind is still
subtly sick. The man in me
would like to break every bone
in your body, but the physician
understands that you don’t actu
ally realize what you have done.
But in a little while you will
awake; and if there is a spark of
manhood in you you will be
horrified at this day’s work.”
Spurlock closed his eyes. Ex
piation. He felt the first sting
of the whip. But there was no
feeling of remorse; there was
only the sensation of exaltation.
“If you two loved each other,”
went on the doctor, “there would
he something to stand on—a rea
son why for this madness. I can
fairly understand Ruth; but
you.1”
“Have you ever been so lone
ly that the soul of you cried in
anguish? Twenty-four hours a
day to think in, alone? . . .
Perhaps I did not want to go mad
.9
from loneliness- I will tell you
this much, because you have been
kind. It is true that I do not love
Ruth; but I swear to you, before
the God of my fathers, that she
shall never know itl”
“111 be getting along.” The
doctor ran his fingers Jthrough
bis hair, despairingly. “A hell
of a muddle! But all the talk
in the world can’t undo it. I’ll
put you aboard The Tigress to
morrow after sundown. But re
member my warning, and play
the game!”
Spurlock closed his eyes again. ,
The doctor turned quickly and
made for the door, which he
opened and shut gently because
he was assured that Ruth was
listening across the hall for any
sign of violence. He had noth
ing more to say either to her or
to Spurlock. All the king’s
horses and all the king’s men
could not undo what was done;
nor kill the strange exquisite
flower that had grown up in his
own lonely heart
Opals. He wondered if, after
all, McClintock wasn’t nearest
the truth, that Ruth was one of
those unfortunate yet innocent
women who make havoc with the
hearts of men.
Marriage!—and no woman by
to tell the child what it waa I Th©
shocks and disaillusions ©he
would have to meet unsuspecting
ly—bitterly. Unless there was
some real metal in the young
fool, some hidden strength with
which to breast the current, Ruth
would become a millstone around
his neck and soon he would be
come to her an object of pity
and contempt.
There was once a philanthro
pist who dressed with shameful
shabbiness and carried pearls in
his pocket. The picture might
easily apply to The Tigress: out
wardly disreputable, but richly
and comfortably appointed be
low. The flush deck was with
out wells. The wheel and the
navigating instruments were
sternward, under a spread of 1
heavy canvas, a protection
against rain and sun. Amidship
there was also canvas, and like
that over the wheel, drab and
dirty.
The dining saloon was done in
mahogany and sandalwood, with
eight cabins, four to port and
four to starboard. The bed- and
table-linen were of the finest tex
ture. From the center of the ceil
ing hung a replica of the temple i
lamp in the Taj Mahal. The
odour of coconut prevailed, deli
cately but abidingly; for, savo
for the occasioned pleasure
junket, The Tigress was n copra
carrier, shell and fibre.
Mc.Clintock’s was a plantation
of ten thousand palms, yielding
him annually about half a million
nuts. Natives brought him an
equal amount from the neigh
bouring islands. As the palm
bears nuts perennially, there
were always coconut-laden proas
making the beach. Thus, McClin
tock carried to Copeley’s press
about half a million pounds of
copra. There was a very sub
stantial profit in the transaction,
for he paid the natives in com
I modifies—coloured cotton cloths
pipes and tobacco, guns and am
munition, household utensils, cut
lery and glass gewgaws. It was
perfectly legitimate. Money was
not necessary; indeed, it would
have embarrassed all concerned.
A native sold his supply of nuts
in exchange for cloth, tobacco
and so forth. In the South Seas,
money is the eliminated middle
man.
Where the islands are grouped,
men discard the use of geo
graphical names and simply refer
to “McClintoekV' or “Cope
ley’s,” to the logical dictator of
this or that island.
At sundown Spurlock was
brought aboard and put into
cabin 2, while Ruth w’a§ assigned
to cabin 4, adjoining. Prom the
Sha-mien to the yacht, Spurlock
had uttered no word; though,
even in the semi-darkness, no
gesture or word of Ruth’s es
caped him.
Now that she was his, to make
or mar, she presented an extra
ordinary fascination. She had
suddenly become as the jewels
of the Madonna, aa the Idol’s 470,
infinitely beyond his reach, sa
cred. He could not pull her soul
apart now to satisfy that queer
absorbing, delving thing which
was his literary curiosity; he had
put her outside that circle. His
lawful wife; but nothing more;
beyond that she was only an idea,
a trust.
An incredible road he had
elected to travel; he granted that
it was incredible; and along this
road somewhere would be Desire.
There were menacing possibili
ties ; the thought of them set him
a-tremble. What would happen
when confronted by the actual?
He was young; she was also
young and physically beautiful—
his lawful wife. He had put him
self before the threshold of dam
nation ; for Ruth was now a ves
tal in the temple. Such was tho
condition of his mind that the
danger exhilarated rather than
depressed him. Here would be
the true test of his strength. Up
on this island whither he was
bound there would be no diver
sions, breathing spells; the battle
would be constant.
All at once it came to him what
a fool he was to worry over this
phase which was wholly supposi- |
tional. He did not love Ruth.
They would be partners only in
loneliness. He would provide the
necessities of life and protect her.
He would teach her all he knew
of life so that if the Hand should
ever reach his shoulder, Bhe
would be able to defend herself.
He was always anticipating, step
ping into the future, torturing
himself with non-existent
troubles. These cogitations were
interrupted by the entrance of
the doctor.
“Good-bye, young man; and
good luck.”
“You are offering your hand
to me?”
“ Without reservations.” The
doctor gave Spurlock’s hand a
friendly pressure. “Buck up I
While there’s life there’s hope.
Play fair with her. You don’t
know what you have got; I do.
Let her have her own way in all
things, for she will always be
just.”
Spurlock turned aside hir head
as he replied: “Words are some
times useless things. I might ut
ter a million and still I doubt if
I could make you understand.”
“Probably not. The thing is
done. The main idea now is of
the future. You will have lots of
time on your hands. Get out
your pad and pencil. Go to it.
Ruth will be a .gold mine for a
man of your peculiar beat.”
“You read those yarns ? ’ ’ Spur
lock ’s head came about and tliero
v/as eagerness in his eyes. “Rot,
weren’t they?”
“No. You have the gift of
words, but you haven’t started
to create yet. Go to it; and the
best of luck! ’ ’
He went out. This farewell
had been particularly distasteful
to him. There was still in his
heart that fierce anger which de
mands physical expression; but
he had to consider Ruth in all
phases. He proceeded to the
deck, where Ruth and McClin
tock were waiting for him by the
ladder. He handed Ruth a letter.
“What is this?” she wanted
to know.
“A hundred dollars which was
left from your husband’s
money. ’ ’
“Would you be angry if I of
fered it to you?”
“Very. Don’t worry about
me.”
You are the kindest man 1
have ever known,” said Ruth,
unashamed of her tears, “I have
hurt you because I would not
trust you. It is useless to talk. I
could never make you under
stand.”
Almost the identical words of
the boy. “Will you write,” ask
ed the doctor, “and tell me how
you are getting along?”
“Oh, yes!”
“The last advice I can give
you is this: excite his imagina
tion; get hm started with his
witing. Remember, some day.
you and I are going to have that
book.” He patted her hand.
“Good-bye, Mac. Don’t forget
to cut out all effervescent water.
If you will have your peg, take
it with plain water. You’ll be
along next spring?”
“If the old tub will float. I’ll
watch over these infants, f that’s
your worry. Goodbye.”
The doctor went down the side
to the waiting sampan, which at
once set out for the Sha-mien.
Through a blur of tears Ruth
followed the rocking light until
it vanshed. One more passer-by;
and alawys would she remember
his patience and tenderness and
disjf \terestednefi. She was quit*
assur-d teat she would never see
him again.
“Yon’s a dear man,” said Mc
Clintock. His natal burr was al
ways in evidence when he was
sentimentally affected. He knock-"4
ed his pipe on the teak rail.
“Took a great fancy to you.
Wants me to look out for you a
bit. I take it, down where we’re
going will be nothing new to you.
But I’ve stacks of books and a
grand pianoplayer. ”
“Piano-player? Do you mean
someone who plays for you?” „
“No, no; one of those me
chanical ^things you play with
your feet. Plays Beethovn, Ru
benstein and all those chaps. I’m
a bit daffy about music.”
"inat sounds funny ... to
play it with your fee1!”
McClintock laughed. “It’s a
pump, like an organ.”
“Oh, I see. What a wonderful
world it.is!” Music. She shud
dered.
“Ay. Well, I’ll be getting this
tub under way.”
Ruth walked to the companion.
It was one of those old sliding
trap affairs-narrow and steep of
descent. She went down, feeling
rather than seeing the way.
Someone had thoughtfully wrap
a bit of tissue paper round the
electric bulb.
She did not enter the cabin at
once, but paused on the threshold
and stared at the 6ilent, recum
bent figure in the bunk. In the
subdued light she could not tell
whether he was asleep or awake.
Never again to be alone! To fit
herself into this man’s lif as a
hand into a glove; to use all her
skill to force him into the
position of depending upon her
utterly; to be the spark to the
divine fire! He should have his
book, even if it had to be writ
ten writh her heart’s blood.
What she did not know, and
what she was never to know, was
that the divine fire was hers.
“ Ruth f” he called.
She entered and approached
the bunk. “I thought you were
asleep. Is there anything you
want?” She laid her hand on
hi forehead, and found it with
out fever. She had worried in
fear that the exeitment would be 0
too much for him.
..“Call me Hoddy. That is what
my mother used to call me.”
“Hoddy,” she repeated. “I
shall Ike to call you that. But
now you must be quiet; there’s
been too much excitement.
Knock on the partition if you
want anything during the night. ^
I awTaken easily. Good night!”
She pressed hi hand and went
out.
For a long time he stared at
the empty doorway. He heard
the panting of the donkey-engine,
then the slithering of the anchor
chains. Presently he felt motion.
(TO~ BE CONTINUED)
WARNS AGAINST
ALL PREJUDICE
Discrimination on Racial or
Religious Grounds Serious
Evil, Declares
Milwaukee, Wis. —D iscriminatlon
On racial or religious grounds is an
evil fraught with dangerous conse
auences to American life and citi
zenship, according to Rev. A. C. Fox,
president of Marquette university
in a recent address on the subject,
“Citizenship, the Measure of Ser
vice.”
Men-and men who do their own
thinking—realize that the secret ot
unity among us Americans must al
ways bo and remain the recognition
of our common interests, not the em
phasizing of racial or religious dif
ferences,” said Father Fox, "and
the attempted discrimination againsi.
or disqualification of any man in
America, based on any distinction,
apart from the essentials of citizen
ship, are fraught with consequences
that are dangerous as the discrimi
nation itself.
“Races and religion in America
can withstand such discrimination,
bivt Americans cannot stand it.”
“In the first place a citizezn whv.
would be a credit to his country and
to himself must be a man, before all
other things, who is honorable and
upright; for whom the voice of con
science is the voice of God, and God-W
the arbiter of his duties and his des
tiny, before whom he stands as a
creature and understands the rela
tionship. He must be a man who in
thought and word and action respects
the feelings and the rights of others,
who hates discrimination of every
sort and the evil it alone can do. Ht>
should be a man whose conduct Is
ruted by principle and not by self- ±
Interest; a man who is pure in hla
mouth, clear in his conscience and
master of his passions.
“Men of Vds type are not simply
born into this world. Qualities such
aa these are mere natural inheritance.
Oh the contrary, htey are the fruit
at many hard and bitter struggles
•gainst human passions.”