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About The Plattsmouth journal. (Plattsmouth, Nebraska) 1901-current | View Entire Issue (March 25, 1912)
. This romance of Freckles and
th Anaol nf iho T.imherlnsit is
one of the most novel, entertain-
tng, wholesome and fascinating
stories that have come from the
pen of an American author in
many years. The characters in
this sylvan tale are-:
Freckles, a plucky waif who
guards the Limberlost timber
leases and dreams of angels.
The Swamp Angel, in whom
Freckles' sweetest dream ma
terializes. McLean, a member of a lumber
company, who befriends Freckles.
Mrs. Duncan, who gives moth
er love and a home to Freckles.
Duncan, head teamster of Mc
Lean's timber gang.
The Bird Woman, who is col
lecting camera studies of birds
for a book.
Lord and Lady O'More, who
come from Ireland in quest of a
The Man of Affairs, brusque
0 manner, but big of heart.
Wessner, a timber thief who
wants rascality made easy.
Black Jack, a villain to whom
thought of repentance comes too
WTL8SHER GETS A TTTRASHTTfO.
mHB boss crouched among the
bushes like a tiger ready to
spring, but as Freckles' voire
mJ reached him be held himself
with the effort of bla life to see what
mettle was in the boy.
"Don't you be wasting of me (rood
time In the numbering of me bunds,"
bowled Freckles. 'The strlngtb of me
cause will make up for the weakness
of me mltnbera, and the size of a cow
ardly thief don't count. You'll thluk
all the wildcats of the Llmborlost Is
turned loose on you wnln 1 eorue
aglnst you. and. as for me cause. 1
elept with you. Wessner. the uigtit I
come down the corduroy like n dirty,
friendless tramp, and the boss was for
taking me up. washing, clothing and
feeding me and giving me a borne full
of love and tlnderness. and a master
to look to. and good, well earned mon
ey In the bank, lie's trusting me his
beartful, and here comes you, you
spotted toad of the big road, and In
suits me, as is an honest Irish ginrle
mln, by hinting that you cotn.uive I'd
be willing to shut me eyes and hold
fast while you rob hlni of the tiling
1 was set and paid to guard and then
a is risT
act the sneak aud liar to him and ruin
and etnrnally blacken, the won! ofrnp
Gm Sfisrafttoia- !
COPYRIGHT. N04. BY DOL'BLEDAY. PACE
You rusca!." raved Prei kies. "be tight-
ing before I forget the laws' of a glu-
tleuiln's game and split your dirty
bend with mo stick!"
Wessuer baited away, mumbling.
"Rut I don t want to hurt you. Frec
"Oh. don't youP' raged the boy.
"Well, you ain't resemMIng me none,
for I'm Itchln' tike deatb to git me
fingers In the face of you."
He danced up and. as Wessner
lunged out in self 'defense, ducked un
der his arm like a bantam and
punched blm In tbe pit of the stomach,
so that be doubled up with a groan.
Before Wessner could straighten him
self Freckles was ou him. fighting like
tbe wildest fury. The Dutchman dealt
thundering blows that sometimes
landed und sent Freckle reeling and
sometimes missed, while he went
plunging Into the swale with the Im
petus of them. Freckles could not
strike with half Wessner's force, but
he could land three blows to Wessuer's
one. It was here that Freckles' days
of alert watching on the line, the per
petuul swinging of the heavy cudgel
nnd tbe endurance of all weather stood
blm in good stead, for he was as tough
as a pine knot and as agile as a panther
He danced, ducked and dodged. For
tbe first five minutes he endured fear
ful punishment. Then Wessuer's
breath commenced to whistle between
his teeth, when Freckles bad only Jut
begun fighting. He sprang back with
"Begolly. and will your honor be
whistling the hornpipe for me to be
dancing of?' ho cried.
Bpnng went his Ust Into Wessuer's
face, and be was past blm Into tbe
"And would you be pleased to tune
up a little livelier?" he gasped and
clipped bis ear as be sprang back
Wessner lunged at him In blind fury
Freckles, seeing an opening, forgot the
laws of a gentleman's game and drove
the toe of his heavy wading boot Into
Wessuer's middle until be doubled up
and fell heavily. In n flash Freckles
was on him. For a time McLean could
not see what was happening "(Jo?
Go to him now!" he commanded him
self, but so Intense was his desir to
see tbe boy win alone that he could
At last Freckles sprang ap and back
ed away. "Time!" he yelled like a
fury. "Re getting up. Mr. Wessner.
and donl to atraid, of hurting me. I'll
let you throw In an extra hand and
lick yon to me compile satisfaction,
all the same. Did you hear me call
the limit? Will yon get np and tie
As Wessner struggled to hU feet he
resembled a hnttletleld. for his cloth
ing wax in rlhlMins and his face and
winds streaming lilod.
"1-1 guess I got enough." he mum
med. "Oh. do you?" roared Freckles.
"Well, this ain't your say. You come
on to me ground lying almut roe boss
and lutlmatlu' I'd stale from bis very
pockets. Now. will you he staudlng
up and taking your medicine like a
man or getting It poured down the
throat ot you like a baby? I ain't got
enough. This Is only Just the begin
ning with me. Be looking out there!"
He sprang against Wessner aud sent
him rolling. He attacked tbe unre
sisting figure nnd fought blm until be
lay limp and still and Freckles bad
no strength left to lift an arm. Then
be rose und stepped back, gasping for
breath. With his flrst good lungfui
ot air he shouted. "Time!" But the
figure of Wessner lay motionless.
Freckles watched blm with regard
ful eye and saw at Inst that be was
completely exhausted. Qe heut over
blm and. catching blm by the back or
the neck, jerked blm to his knees.
Wessner lifted the face of a whipped
cur and. fearing further punishment,
burst Into great shivering sobs, while
the tears washed tiny rivulets through
the blood and muck. Freckles step
ped back, glaring at Wessner, but sud
denly the scowl of anger and the ugly
disfiguring red faded from the boy's
face. He dabbed at a cut on bis tem
ple, from which issued a tiny crimson
Mtrenm. uud Jauntily shook bick bis
hair, nis face took on the fjinocent
look of a clii-rub. and his voice ri
valed that of a brooding dove, hut
Into his eyes crept a look of diabolical
He glanced vaguely nbout him until
he saw bis club, seized and twirled It
like a drum major, stuck It upright In
the muck nod marched on tiptoe over
to Wessner mechanically, as a puppet
worked by a string. Bending over.
Freckles reached nn arm about Wess
ner's waist and helped htm to bis feet.
"Careful, now." he cautioned; "be
careful. Freddy. There's danger of von
Fishing a handkerchief from a back
pocket. Freckles tenderly wiped Wess
ner's eyes and nose.
"Come. Freddy, me child." he ad
monlsbed Wessner: "it's time little
boys were getting home. I've me work
to do and can't be entertaining you
any more today. Come back tomot
row If you ain't through yet and we'll
repate the perfarmance.' j
Again an awful wrenching seized 1
McLean. Freckles stepped back as
Wessner. tottering and reeling like a
thoroughly drunken man. came toward
the path, looking linlw-d as If wildcats
had taken their fill of him.
The cudgel spun nigh In air. and.
catching it with ai. expertness ac
quired by leng prnctlt e on the line, the
boy twirled it a second and. stepping
out into tliH trail, followed Wessner.
Because Freckles was Irish It was im
possible to do It silentlv. and presently
his clear tenor rang out. though there
were bad catches where he was hard
pressed for breath:
"It was the Dutch: It was the Dutch.
Do you thlnK 11 was m Irish nollprcd
help? Not much!
It was the Dutch It wns the Dutch"-
Wessner turned and munihled "What
you following me for': What are you
going to do with me?"
Freckles called the Limberlost to wit
ness. "How's that for the Ingratitude
of n beast? And me troubling meself
to show him off rpe territory with the
honors ot war!"
Then he changed his tone completely
and added: "Belike It's this. Freddy.
You see, the boss might come riding
down this trail any minute, and the
little mare's so wheedlesome that If
she'd come on to you In your prlsiut
state all of a sudden shed stop that
short she'd send Mr. McLean out over
tbe ears of her. No disparagement in-
tlnded to the stnse of the marel" he
Wessner belched a fearful oath, and
Freckles laughed merrily.
"That's a sample of the thanks a
generous act's always for getting." be
continued. "Here's me neglectln' roe
work to eschort you out proper, and
you saying such nwful words. Fred-
dv." he demanded sternly, "do you
want me to.sonp out your mouth?
You dont seem to be realizing It but
if you was to buck Into Mr. Mcl.eau
In your prlslnt stnte without me there
to explain mntters the chance Is he'd
cut the liver out of you. and I shouldn t
think you'd be wuutlng such a tine gin
tlemnn as him to Ree that lt'l white."
Wessner crew ghnstly under his
grime and broke Into a staggering run.
Freckles twirled the baton and stood
like a soldier at "attention"-'until
Wessner left the clearing, but It was
the lust scene of that performance.
When the boy turned there was a
denthly illness In his face, and his legs
wavered like reeds beneath his weight
He (daggered buck to the case, anc
opening It. he took out a piece of cloth
ne dipped It into tbe water aud. sit
ting on 11 bench, be wiped tbe blood
und crime from his face, while his
breath sucked Iwtween his clinched
teeth He was shivering with pain
nnd excitement In spite ot himself
He unbuttoned tbe baud of bis right
sleeve, nnd. turning II back e: posed
tbe blue lined, calloused whiteness ot
his maimed arm. now vividly streaked
with contusions, while in a MM'les of
circular dots the blood oozed slowly
Here Wessner had succeeded in setting
his teeth When Freckles saw what it
Was he lorpive blmself the kick 111 the
pit of Wessner's stomach.
"Freckles. Freckles," said Mcl-eaa'j
Freckles snah-hed down his sleevf
and rose to Ids teet.
"Excuse me, sir." he said "You T.
surely he belavin' 1 thought mesell
McLean misheri! him carefully to the
seat and. bending over him. opened a
pocket case that he carried as regu
larly as his revolver and wntch. for
cuts a ml hruN-es were of dally oc
currence among the gang.
Taking the hurt arm. he turned back
the sleeve and bathed and bound up
tbe wound He examined Freckles'
head and body and convinced himself
ih:l there whs no permanent Hilary
Then he sat down beside Freckles.
All tbe Indescribable beauty ot the
place was strong about blm, but be
saw only the bruised face of the suf
fering boy, who had hedged for tbe In
formation he wanted like a diplomat,
argued like a Judge, rougbt like a
sheik and triumphed like a devil.
As the pain lessened aud breath
caught up wltb Freckles' pounding
heart be watched tbe boss from the
tail of bis eye. How had McLean got
there, and bow long bad he been
there? Freckles did uot dare ask. At
last be arose und, going to tbe case,
took out his revolver und the wire
mending apparatus and locked the
door. Then be turned to McLean.
"Have you any orders, sir'" be ask
ed. "Yes." said McLean. "I have, and
you are to follow them to the letter.
Turn over that apparatus to me aud
go straight borne. Soak yourself In
tbe hottest bath your skin will bear
and go to bed at once. Now, hurry."
"Mr. McLean," said Freckles, "it's
sorry I am to be telling you. but the
afternoon's walking of the line ain't
done. You see, 1 was Just for getting
to me feet to start, and 1 waa on good
time when up came a gintlemun, and
we got into a little heated argument.
It's either settled or It's Just begun,
but between us I'm that late 1 haven't
started for the afternoon yet. I must
be going at once, for there's it tree 1
must find before the day's over."
"You plucky little Idiot." growled
McLean, "you can't walk the line! I
doubt If you can get to Duncan's.
Dou't you know when you are done
up? You go to bed. I'll finish your
"Nlver!" protested Freckles1, "I was
Just a little done up for the .prlslnt a
tnluute ago. I'm all right now. Hid
ing boots are away too low. The
day's hot and tbe walk a good seven
miles, sir. Nlver!"
As he reached for tbe outfit be pitch
ed forward and his eyes closed. Mc
Lean stretched blm on tbe moss and
applied restoratives. When Freckles
returned to consciousness McLean ran
to the cabin to tell Mrs. Duncan to get
a hot buTTi reaU7uul to bring "Nellie.
That worthy womnn promptly filled
the wash boiler nnd set a roaring Ore
uuder It She pushed the horse trough
off Its base uud rolled it up ta tne
By tbe time McLean camt again,
leading Nellie and holding Freckles ou
her back. Mrs. Duncan was ready for
business. She and the boss laid Freck
les in a trough and poured on hot wa
ter until be squirmed. They soaked,
rubbed and scoured him. Then they
let the hot water off and closed his
pores with cold. Lastly they stretched
blm ou the floor and chafed, rubbed
and kneaded blm until be cried out
for mercv. As tbey rolled blm Into
bed bis eyes dropped shut, but a little
later they flared open.
Mr. McLean." he cried, "the tree!
Oh. do be looking after tbe tree!'
McLean bent over him. "Which tree.
"I don't know exact, sir. but It's on
the east line, and the wire Is fastened
to It. He bragged that yon nailed It
yourself, sir. You'll know it by tbe
bark having been laid open to tbe
grain somewhere low down, nnd it was
SoOO he offered me-to be selling you
Freckles' bead rolled over and his
eyes dropped shut McLean s mind
traveled back to the night almost a
year before when he had engaged
Freckles, a stranger.
McLean bent covering the hurt arm
with one hnnd and laying the other
with a caress on the boy's forehend.
Freckles stirred at bis touch and twit
tered as softly as the swallows nndef
"if you're coming this way-tomor
row 1m pleased to step over and we'll
repate the chorus softly."
"Bless the gritty devil." growled Mc
Then tie went out and told Mrs. Dun
can to keep close watch on Freckles
and send Duncan to him at the swamp
thP minute be came home. Following
the trail down to the line and back to
the scene of the fight, the boss entered
Freckles' study softly, as if tils spirit
sleeping there might be roused, aud
gazed about with astonished eyes.
How had the boy conceived It? What
a picture he had wrought In living col
ors! He hnd the heart of a painter;
he hnd the soul of a poet. The boss
stepped carefully over the velvet car
pet and touched the walls of crisp ver
dure with gentle Angers, ne stood
long beside the flower bed and gazed
at the hanked wall of bright flowers an
If he could never leave oft.
(To Be Continued.)
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From Thursday' Dally.
Ed Lohnes and wife of near
Cedar Creek visited IMattsmouth
friends for I ho day, coming down
on No. 4 this morning.
Jacob Trilsch and wife were
Omaha visitors this morning,
where they called on Miss Emma
Albert at Imnianuel hospital.
Mrs. K. II. Spangler and Miss
Elizabeth Spangler boarded tho
early train for Omaha this morn
ing, where they went to spend the
John Meisinger, jr., and son, of
Cedar Creek, visited his father,
Jacob Meisinger, for the day yes
terday, returning on the after
flenrge Lohnes and son, Henry,
of Eight Mil drove precinct,
came in on No. 4 this morning
and transacted business for a few
M. d. Meisinger and son of
Cedar Creek were in the city look
ing after business matters for a
few hours today, returning home
on No. 33.
Mrs. Philip Trilsch drove in
from her home this morning and
boarded the early I rain for Oma
ha, where she looked after busi
ness mailers for a time.
Fred Keline was looking after
some business matters in this
riiy yesterday allernoon and
called al I his olllce and renewed
his subscription to the Daily.
Henry Inhclder and wife of
Cedar Creek were in the city yes
terday visiting friends and look
ing after business mailers, re
turning home nn the aflernnon
Mrs. Mark lies was a visitor in
Uiis city Saturday and called at
I his olllce and renewed her sub
MTiplion In Ibis paper and order
ed one sent In Albert Murray at
denrge Weil, jr., from near
Cedar Creek, drove in from his
home this morning for the trans
action nf some business mntters.
Mr. licit paid the Journal ntllee a
brief call, and while here renewed
for his paper. He lolls us that
the roads are in very bad enndi
linn for traveling.
Henry Sass. one of Hie Jour
nal's good dcrman friends, from
near Louisville, was in Ihe city
today, coming down on the
Schuyler In look after some coun
ty seat business, which trip be
has been trying o make for Hie
past several weeks, lie paid (lie
Journal oflice a brief call, renew
ing for his taper.
Mr. nnd Mrs. Italph Wiles of
the vicinily of Weeping Water
were visitors in this oily Satur
day, being gnosis at the home of
Hie tailor's parents, Mr. and Mrs.
C. L. Marl in. Mr. Wiles called at
this olllce ami renewed his sub
scription and ordered his paper
changed from Weeping Water to
Mynard. as they have moved from
Hie vicinily of Weeping' Water.
from Frldny' Dally.
John Iluscho, from near Cedar
Creek, was in the city yesterday
V' viri f' v -s,
HUHMT ITHIT, WIO fOUK CITV.
visiting with his many county
Mrs. DeWolf of Weeping Wa
ter arrived last evening to visit
her daughter, Mrs. Martin Peter
son, for a short time. Mrs. Peter
son and Mrs. DeWolf wore pas
sengers to Omaha on the morningf
train today. r
August Slander, from near
Louisville, and Mrs. W. d. Erhart,
were in the city today, coming'
down from Louisville on the
Schuyler. They spent the day
with county seat friends, attend
ing to some business matters, and
returned home this evening.
The journal adds anol!rcrv
Meisinger to its largo list of this
excellent family or families today.
Thi9 one is J. E., and his post
ofTlre is Cedar Crook. He canio in
from his home yesterday morning
for the transaction of some busi
ness matters, enrolling his name
for the Journal being one of them.
From Saturday's tally. t
O. D. Mark of Memphis was a
Plaltsmoulh visitor today look
ing after business matters.
Mrs. Ed Fitzgerald and daugh
ter, Miss Marie, were Omaha,
passengers nn the afternoon train
Miss Mary Moore came down
from Cedar Creek this morning
and wijl spend Sunday with her
. d. W. Schwoneke and wife were
passengers to Omaha nn tho
morning train today, where they
spent Ihe day taking in the points
d. W. Ooudmnn and wife left
fnr Lincoln nn I lie morning train
today, w here I hey w ill visit Mrs.
doodman's parents, Mr. and Mrs.
Harvey, over Sunday.
II. L. l'ropst drove up from My
nard in his sleigh today and met
his daughter, Miss Edna, who
came in from Omaha to spend
Sunday wilti her parents.
Paul Mcllride of South Omaha
came down last evening In lake
part in the basketball game and
also In visit, relatives and friends
fnr a short time. Pauf is a mem
ber of Ihe South Omaha team.
Mrs.. William Honrichsen and
little daughter, who have been in
Omaha fnr the past several
weeks keeping house for Ihe for
mer's sister's children, returned
homo tnday on Ihe noon train.
J. F. Clement, superintendent
of Ihe Clover Leaaf Railway com
pany, arrived irnm Ins homo at
Frankforl, Indiana, today, and
will bo a guest nf his brnlher,
William Cleinenl, nf Ibis city, fnr
a few days.
S. L. Furlong of Hook HlufTs
was in the city today looking af
ter business mailers. According
In Mr. Furlong's measurement,
the last snow which fell was five
inches, making over five foot of
snowfall this winter.
Miss Lena Young came down
from Cedar Crook In visit her par
ents, Dave Young and wife, over
Sunday nl their home near Mur
ray. Mr. Young met his daugh
ler at the Hurlinglon station. He
found the road between his home
and Plattsmouth almost impas
sable in places.
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