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. if . v. , . ...m r --. - - ' ' .". j... Jut J ......-. -I,- T7T,' '.. . ,,. -.. -- , ."773-,, TIIinSDAT. SEPTEMBER 30, 1915. PLATTSMOITTI1 sfmi-weeklt journal. PAGE 7. SiVv 1 lrl i fief If IT' r iSsv. vea ii lit y r. i t v . v. , jr, I TOW Copyriiht. 1914, by CHAPTER VIII. The Walk In the F.ain. ONE by one, uuder her super vision, lie made preparations for uicriiins. lie cut some shavlugs from r. dead, dry branch of fir and put them under the fly and broucht a bucket of water from tin creek, and tlieu together they dra;; j:'d up the dead tree. Had the young man !-e i other than he was. the girl's purity, candor and self reliance would havt conquered him. and when she wlthlrew to the little tent and let fall the frail barrier lettveen them she was as safe from in trusion as if she had taken refuse le hind pates of triple brass. Nothing in all his life had moved hiai so deeply as her solicitude, her sweet trust in his honor, and he sat long in profound meditation.. Any man would be rich in fiie ownership of her love he admitted. That he possessed her pity and her friendship he knew, and he began to woder if he had made n deeper ap peal. to her than this. "Can it le that I am really a man to her." lie. thought, "I v ho am only a poor weakling whom the rain and snow can appall?" Then he thought of the effect of this night upon her life. What would Clif ford Iielden do now? To what deeps would his rage descend if he should come to know of it? F.errie was serene. Twice she spoke from her couch to say: "You'd letter go to bed. Daddy can't get here till to morrow now." "I'll stay up awhile yet. My boots aren't entirety flrieVloutl" After a silence she said: "You must rot get chilled. Bring your led into the tent There is room for you." "Oh, no, that isn't necessary. I'm standing It very well." "You'll be sick!"' she urged, in a voice ni aiarm. i u-jse urag vour ueu iu-. side the door. What would I do if you should have pneumonia tomorrow? You . must not take any risk of a fever." j The thought of a sheltered spot, of something to break the remorseless wind, overcame his scruples, and he drew bis IkhI inside the tent and rear ranged it there. "You're half frozen." sh-o said. "Your teeth are chattering." "I'll be all right in a few moments, he said. "Please go to sleep. I shall be snug as a bug in a moKDcnt." She watched his shadowy motions from her bed. and when lit last he had nestled into his blankets she said. "If you don't lose your chill I'll heat a rock and put it at your feet-" He was ready to cry out. in shame of lils weakness, but lie lay silent till he could command his voice, then be said: "That would drive me from the coun try in disgrace. Think of what the fellows down below wLl ssy when they know of my cold feet!" They won't hear of lu and. besides, it is letter to carry a hot water bag than to be laid up with t Tevcr." Her anxiety lessene d ni Ills Toice re sumed its pleasant tenor flow. "Iear girl." he said, "no one could have been tweeter more like n guardian angel to me. l'ou't place me Under any greater obligation. Go to sleep. I am better ttuch better now." She did not se::k for a few momenta,' then iu a voice that couveyed to him a knowledge tht his words of endear ment had deeply moved her she softly said. "Good night." He heard her 'sigh drowsily there after once or twice, and then she slept, r.rvl her slumber redoubled in him his sense of guardianship, of responsibili ty. Lying there in the shelter of her tent, the whole situation seemed sim ple, innocent and oetic. But looked at from the standoiiit of Clifford Belden ;t held an accusation. "It cannot be helped. he said. "The only thing we tan do is to conceal the fact that vie spent the night beneath :his tent nione." Jit the lellef that the way would clar with the drtwu. he. too. fell asleep, while the tire sputtered and fhiudod in the fitful mountain wind. The second dawn came slowly, ns -'bough crippled by the sorm and wall rd back by the clouds With a dull ac hp In h" bones. Way innd crept out to the fire and set to wt.rk fanning the coals with his hat. n he had seen the supervisor do. He -Ti.ri.ed desperately till he of the em-' bers began" to angrily sparkle and to : F:noke. Thet! slipping awry out of; fnrshoi. lie broke an armful of dry fir bi-aii'-he i o heap ntivp the wet. chir red logs, fcix-ii these tt?.lgs brokfe Into A ROMANCE OF THE I TOOTH RAKGE By HAMLIN GARLAND Hamlin Garland flame, and Morrle. awakened by tie crackle of the pine branches, called out. "Is it daylight?" "Yes. but it's very dark daylight. ron't leave your warm bed for the dampness and cold out here. Slav where you are. I'll get breakfast." "How are you this morning? I ml you sleep?" Tine!" "I'm afraid you had a bad night." she insisted, in n tne which indicated her knowledge of his suffering. "Camp life has its VJis.nd vantages. " he admitted, as he put the coffee put on the fire. "lint I'm feeling betfpr now. I never fried a bird in my life, but I'm going to try It this morning I have some water heating for youi bath." He put the soap, towel and b: sin of hot water just inside the tent flap. "Here it is. I'm going to bathe in the lake. I must show my hardi hood." When he returned he found the gp-1 full dressed, alert and glowing, but s!i greeted hini with a touch of shyness and self consciousness new to her. and her eyes veiled themselves before hi glance. "Now. whre do you suppose the su pervisor is?" he tsked. "I hope he's at home." she replied auite serioUslv. "I'd hate to think 1 him camped in the high country witii out bedding or tent." "Oughtn't I to take a turn up the trail and see? I feel guilty, somehow. 1 must do something." "You can't help matters any by hoof ing about in the mud. No. we'll just hold the fort till he comes. That's what he'll expect' us to do." He submitted once more to the force of her argument, and they ate break fast in such intimacy and good cheer that the night's discomforts and anx ieties counted for little. "We have to camp here again b- night. She expiated i.cuiurcii -Worse things -m! I happen than that." he gallantly answered. "I wouldn't mind a month of it, only 1 shouldn't want it to rain or snow all the time." "Poor loy! Yon did suffer, didn't you? I was afraid yon would. Iid you sieep at all?" she asked tenderly. "Oh. yes. after I csujie inside: but. of course I was more or less restless expecting your father to ride up." "That's funny. I never feel that way. I slept like n log after I knew you were comfortable. You must have a better bed and more blankets. It's always cold tip here." The sunlight was short lived. The clouds settled over the peaks, nnd rug ged wisps of gray vapor dropped down the timbered slopes of I lie prodigious amphitheater in which the lake lay. Again Perrie made ovcrvthing snug while her young woodsman toiled jit bringing logs for the lire. At last fully provided for. they sat contortedly side by side under the awning and watched the falling rain as it splashed and sizzled on the sturdy Ere. "It's a little like being ship wrecked on a desert island, isn't it?" he said. "As if our boats had drifted away." At noon she again prepared an elab orate meal. She sered potatoes and grouse, hot biscuit with sugar sirup and canned peaches and coffee done to just the right color and aroma. lie declared it wonderful, and they ate with repeated wishes that the super visor might turn up in time to share their feast, but he did not. Then Perrie said firmly: "Now you must take a snooze. You look tired." He was in truth not only drowsy, but lame and tired Therefore he yielded to her suggestion. She covered him .with blankets and put him away like a child. "Now you have good sleep." she said tenderly. "I'll call you when daddy comes." When he woke the ground was again covered with snow, and the girl was feeding the fire with wood which her owu bauds had supplied. Hearing him stir, she turned and fixed her eyes 'upon him with clear, soft gaze. "How tlo you feel by now?" she asked. "Quite made over." he replied, rising alertly. His cheer, however, was only, pre teuse. He was greatly worried. "Some thing has unpin ned to your father." he said. "His horse has thrown him. or he has slipped and fallen." His peace atid exultation were goue. 'How far is it down lo the larger statiou?" "About twelve miles." Iuu t vcu U-iiik ? e d better close camp and go down there? it is now 3 o'clock. We can walk it in live hours." She shook her head. "No. I think we'd better stay right here. It's a long, hard walk, and the trail is mud dy." "Put, dear girl." he began desperate ly, "it won't do for us to camp here alone in this way another night. What will Cliff say?'. She 11a me J red. then whitened. "1 don't care what Cliff thinks. I'm done w'nli him. and no one that 1 really care about would blame us." SShe was fully aware of his auxiety now. "It isn't our fault." "It will be my fault if 1 keep you here longer!" lie answered. "We must reach a telephone and send word out. Something may have happened to your father." "I'm not worried a bit about him. It may be that there's been a big snow fall up above us. or else a windstorm. The trail may be blocked, but don't worry. lie may have to go round by Lost Lake pass." She Kndered a mo ment. "I reckon you're right. We'd better pack up and rack down the trail to the ranger's cabin not on my ac count, but on yours. I'm afraid you've taken cold." "I'm all right, except I'm very lame, but I am anxious to go tin. By the way, is this ranger Settle married?" "No; his station is one of the lone sotnest cabins on the forest. No wo man will stay there." This made Wayland ponder. .Nev ertheless." lie decided, "we'll go. Aft er all. the man is a forest oih-er. and you are the supen isor's daughter." She made no further protest, but busied herself closing the panniers and putting away the camp utensils. She seemed to recognize that his judgment was sound. It was alter 0 when they left the tent and started down the trail, earn ing nothing but a few toilet articles. He stopped at the t!ge of the clear ing. "Should we have left a note for the supervisor?" The trees were dripping, the willows heavy with water, and the mini ankle deep iu places, but she pushed on steadily, and he. foi'owing in her tracks, could only marvel at her strength and sturdy self reliance. The swing of her shoulders, the poise of her iiead and the lit he movement of her waist made his own b-xly teem a poor thing. I'or two hours they zigzagged down a narrow canyon heavily timbered with fir and spruce, a dark, stern ave nue, crossed by roaring streams and lilied with lieijueut boggy meadows, whercou the water lay midlcg deep. "We'll get out of this very soon." she called cheerily. By degrees the gorge widened, grew more open, more genial. Aspen thick ets of pale gold flashed upon their eyes like sunlight, and grassy bunches af forded firmer footing, but on the slopes their feet slipped and slid painfully. Still Berea kept her stride. "We must get to the middle fork before dark," she stopped to explain, "for 1 don't know the trail down there, and there's a lot of down timber just above the station. Now that we're cut loose from our camp 1 feel nervous. As long as I have a tent I am all riglh. but now we are in the open 1 worry. How are you standing it?" She studied him with keen and anxious glance, her hand upon his arm. "Pitie as a fiddle." he replied, as sumiug a spirit he did not possess. m I! i4i3riW.fek mm is W. fliJK.l I 4 She Found Herself Confronted by an Endless Maze of Blackened Tree Trunks. "but you are marvelous. 1 thought cowgirls couldn't walk." "I can do anything when 1 have to." she replied. "We've got three hours more of it." And she warniiigly ex claimed. ""Look b.ick thciel" They had reached a point from whirh the range could be seen, and, behold, it was covered deep with a seamle.ss robe of new snow. "That's why dad didn't get back last night. He's probably n allowing along up there this minute." And she set of aguiu with resolute stride. Wayland'.s pale face and labored breath alarmed her. She was filled with loe and pity, but she pressed forward desper ately. At last they came to the valley Boor, over whicli a devastating tire bad rr Cut This Oaf It Is Worth Money : I Cut out this advertisement, enclose 5 cents to Fuiev & Co.. s35 Sheflield Ave, Chicago, 111., writing your name end address clearly. You will re ceive in return a trial package con-tainins-: (1) Foley's Honey nnd Tar Com pound, the standard fcr.:ily remedy for coughs, cold", cry up, wliooping courrh, ti-htnecs an' Trctiess in chest, jjrirpe and brcnc'.:l coughs. (2) Foley XCidrcv rtis, for over worked and disordered kidneys and bladder ailmcn's, pain in sidca and back due to Kidney Trouble, sere museles. ntiff joints, backache and rheumatism. (Z) Foley Cathartic Tablets.1" a wholesome and thoroughly cleansing cathartic. Kspeeia.lly comrortinp to Flout persons, nrrl a pnrratlve needed by everybody with sluggish bowels ami torpid liver. You can try these three family remedies for only 5c Sold Everywhere. some years before and whi li was still eo'ered with fallen trees in desolale confusion. Here the girl made tier first mistake. Phe kept on toward the riv er, although Wayland called .-mention to a trail leading to the right up over the low grassy hilis. I'or a mile the path was clear, hut she soon found herself confronted by an endless maze of blackened tree trunks, and at last the path ended abruptly. Pismnyed and halting, she said: "We've got to go lin k to that trail which Prate-bod off to the right. I reckon that was the highland trail which Settle made to keep out of the swamp. I thought it was a trail from Cameron peak, but it wasn't. Rack we go." She wns suffering keenly new. not on her ow n account, but on Ids. for she could set that he was very tired, nnd to climb up that hill again wji like punishing him a sc-ond time. When sin- picked up the blazed trail it was so dark that she could scarcely follow it. but she felt her way onward, turning often to be sure that he wa following. Once she saw him fall and cried out: "It's a shame to make you climb this hill again. It s all. my fault. I ought to have known that that lower road led down into the timber." Standing close beside him in the darkness, knowing that he was weary, wet and ill. she permitted herself the expression of her love and pity. Pul ling her arm about him. she drew his cheek against her own. saying: "Pen.! hoy. Your hands nre cold ns i'-e She took ltiem in h'-r own w arm clasp "Oh. I wish we had never left t lie camp! What does it matter wiiat peo ple say?" Then she broke down and wailed. "1 shall never forgive myself if you" Her voice failed her. He bravely reassured her: "I'm not defeated. I'm just tired. That's all 1 CJMl go Oil." "P.ut you are shaking." "That is merely :i nervous chill. I'm good for another Innir. It's better tc keep moving anyhow." She thrust her hand under his coj;t and laid it over his heart. "You sire tired out." she said, and there was anguish in her voice. "Your heart is pounding terribly. You mustn't d any more-climbing. And. bark, there'; a wolf!" He listened.. "I hear him. but we art both armed. There's no danger from wild animals." Come!" she said, instantly recover ing her natural resolution. "We can't statul here. The station can't be fai away. We raiiM go on " (To Be Continued.) IX TIHO HliTHICT t'OI'RT OF CASS ( Ol XTI. XKHUAMv.V. Charles C. I'armele, Plaintiff, vs. C. II. Kleeman, et al., Defendants. To C. J I. K lee man. first real nania unknown: ilrs. C 11. Kh-eman. first real name unknown: the unknown heirs, devisees, legatees, personal represent atives and sill persons interested in the estate of C. H Kleeman. first real name unknown: and the unknown tieirs. de visees, btrntees. personal represent atives and al! otlo-r persons interested in the cstaie of Mrs. t It. Kleeman. first real name unknown, defendants: You are berebv notified that on Julv :!Uh. A. I. 1015, plaintiff filed his suit in the District Court ef Cass County, Nebraska, t" quiet the title to the fol lowing described binds in llat tsmoutii, Cass Countv, Nebraska, to-wit: Lot Five C). in Block Th irt v-three (.?::. In the City of I'lattsmouih. Cass County, Nebraska. The object and prnver of which suit are to have expunged from the record and declared null jiml void one certain deed pret cm'. 1 n K to convey to the de fendant, C. 11. Kleeman, sid lot. elated Audi ft 1Mb, 101 1, and filed for record Aiiprnst IM'.th, lHfJ, and recorded in book T1, !tt p.'iKe "s, of the deed records of Cass County, Nebraska: and to en join you and each of you from havintr or claiming any right, title or Interest in or to said real estate, and forever ouieting the title thereto in the plain tiff, and for eunitnble relief. You are required to answer :aid peti tion on or before Mondav, September I'Olli. A. I. 1915. Dated this r.rd day of Aueust. A. T. 1915. CIIAlll.E: C. PAkMELR. Plaintiff. C. A. r.AWI.S. Attorney for Plaintiff. 8-9-4wks NOTICE TO CREDITORS. In the County Court of the County of Cass, Nebraska. In Re Estate of Francis Kushinsky, Deceased. To All Persons Interested: You are hereby notified that hear ing upon claims against said estate will be had at the oflice of the County Judpe, Court House, riattsmoulh, Ne braska, on the 8th day of September, A. D. in 15, and on the Sth day of March, A. P.': 1910, at'MrocIock a. m. on each of said days. All claims not Tiled before said hour on aid last day of hearing: will be forever barred. By the Court, ALLEN J. BEESON, County Judge. W. A. ROBERTSON, Atorney. 8-9-4twkly BILL BONE, POET-ENTERTAINER Bill Penes' evening programs are not entire evenings of tiresome verse. While he gives many quaint dialect poems that will nrins the tear or the hearty lnueh they are so beautifully interwoven into a humorous, philos ophical, common sense lecture that you nver tire. He takes a theme or subject and sticks to it, fitting his humor, pathos and roetry in and around it, in a way no other entertainer docs, thus giving that most desired variety tiiat BILL BONE ever keeps his auiier.ee expectant, watching and pleasantly contemplat ing what next? His programs ar entirely original, hence no decrepit jokes at all times giving a c'.een. wholesome, logical, as weil as mirth provokinu lecture-entertainment. And lie makes cood on re turn fiates. Possessing as lie does a sympathetic heart, optimistic spirit, winsome manner and a homely phi losophy, with a strong sense of hum or, he will make you laugh, make you cry, make you think send you away with greater faith in humanity, in God and in future civilization. Them Meistsrsingera. Hiram Brown in a fictitious untie, but he voiceJ the feeling of many pa trons' of the lecture onurse when he felt moved to produce the verses plven below. The Me!stersin?ers deserve all the fair things said of them, an the opportunity to hear them should not be overlooked by any one. (Dedicated to them by "Hiram Erown.") I'v hearn them Meistersimrers sing One r.isht at our r.p'ra house. They raised the roof, they did, by ling. One nicht at our op'ra hoiiFe! I hilched the bays to the old turnout After the milkin' and chorin' about. And then "ith plenty of laughter and shout AVe druv to the op'ra house. The house was jammed, 1 dew de clare! Chuck fu!l wuz thet op'ra house. The tarnationis't lot of folks wnz there There in thet op'ra house. Then them fellers come on to sing A-crest in clothes the funniest thing; I ever did see all in a strin; On the stage of thet op'ra hous. And then come pome music, I dunno where. Rieht in thet op'ra house. Seemed jest a-floatin" in the air Right in thet op'ra house. Peemed like an onrin jest tiroke loose With the puniest sound it eould per duce. Twas just them fellers op'nin' their sluice Down in our op'ra house. They sung up on aide and down t'other On the stage of thet op'ra house; Then they'd break out all together, "Wakin' up thet op'ra house. They made you thick they'd break the winders, Then hack up and kind a-hinders Things a spell, then smash to flinders Things in thet op'ra house. Twas the greatest ingin" I ever heard In thet old op'ra house. 5o plain and distinct thet er'ry word W'uz clear in thet op'ra house. And the funny things! I laushed till sore; Felt just like rollin' on the floar. I'd never hearn the like before In thei old opera house. I've heara the quartet from the county seat In thet old op'ra hause. And the hell ringers, they y was ; never beat In thet old op'ra house. But them Meistersingers! I want to Ef I go to heaven and they're not there, I'd change my alr4e to heir 'eai a spell Like 'twas in our op'ra Uouac I t vis- i! i ', 3' 5.V mm '14, ..-. ec.., .i ? 3E2 MURRAY (Continued on Tape .Six.) J. D. Shrader made a business trip to Weepimr Water Ir.st Monday. Charles Herren has itetn thre.shinp his wheat this week, between showers. J. D. Shrader, William flilmour and Uncle Georpc Shrader went to Omaha last Monday eveninpr to attend the Billy Sunday meeting. Philip Ilild, who has been very ill for the past few weeks, is iigain able to be up und around, and ha;; been im proving very rapidly for the past few days. Mr. and Mrs. George Shrader have been rejoicing over the arrival of a line b;.by boy at their home a few days ago. The little hoy is now about two weeks old and is getting along nicely. Bert riiilpot, the Weeping Water tidio man, has been suffering for the past week with a severe attack of ec r.cma. He has been confined to his room most of the time and relief from the attack has been very slow. Born to Mr. and Mrs. Charles Reaves a baby girl on Tuesday, Sep tember 128. Charley says the little lady is without a doubt the finest in he land, and looks just like her dad. The mother atid little one t.re ge'.tirg along nicely. Next Saturday will be Murray day at the Billy Sunday meetings in Oma ha. Rev. Robb has succeeded in secur ing a reservation for 100 people at this meeting, and there is a movement to get that many people to attend from Murray and vicinity. Those who are planning: on attending are kindly re quested to let either Rev. Hutchmann or Rev. Robh know of their intentions to attend and seats will be held for them. Social Dance. There will .be another one of those social dances given at the Puis 4 Gansemer hull on Saturday evening, October given by the Murray Dan cing cluh The usual good time will be in store for you, and you arc cord ially invited to attend. Good music and a good time. Special Notice. All parties knowing themselves in debted to the firm of Baker & Nickels are requested to call and settle same by the 15th of September, or proceed ings will be taken to collect same. Baker & Nickels. Tor Sate. A few extra good males. March Duroc Oldhams. Everyone reads the want. ads. 'W'.i ll-tiHM ..'Mi, ': !ti ' :.'! I I1 -St if : 1 1 . i, ii 1;vH W C it' Mi II' III 1 i r 111 ml mm o SUNDAY 3:00 P. M. ourgiooso vs SOX j The Bourpeoise are amonjr the fuH i orpanizations of Omaha und will pive the fans a run for their money in the j pame here. Come out and boost the I Red Sox on to another victory. DID THE OLD MAN GOOD. Geo. W. Clough, of Prentiss, Miss., is seventy-seven years old and hail trouble with his kidneys for many years. He writes that Foley Kidney Pills did him much good. He used many remedies, but this is the only one that ever helped him. No. man, young or old, can afford to neglect symptoms of kidney trouble. Sold everywhere. FOR SALE. FOR SALE 80 acres, very choice, half mile east und one mile north of Murray, $175 per acre. T. II. POLLOCK. Riley Block, Plattsmouth. FOR SALE. FOR SALE Eight-room house, steam heat, two lots, $1,400. Eight-room house, modern, furnace, $1,500. Eight-room modern house, $2.5(0. Cottages on monthly payments. Vacant lots. Windham Investment & Loan Co. -L'S-r.td-'JIw FOR SALE Oil RENT Cocr store room in Murray, known as the old Holmes and Smith stsind. There are four good living rooms in connec tion with the room. For particulars call or write J. W. Holmes, Murray, Neb. WANTED A good, steady, gentk manly salesman to handle a Ward' - wagon in Cass county. No experi ence needed. For full particulars write promptly to Dr. Ward's Medi cal Company, Winona, Minn. Estab lished 1S5G. 8-12-8twkly CQAL. Will have another car oF best grade of :,oft coal the last of the week, at $4.85, delivered. J. E. MOORE. 'Phone '13-J. The Journal delivered at your door for only 10 cents a week. For Sale. 100 acres, 5 miles southeast of Murrny. Would do well to sec me soon. R. Shrader. !-.3-lmo-wkly Faticy stationery in different vari eties at the Journal office. Come and see us when you want stationery. WHEN IN OMAHA VISIT THE Brand Nw Show EVERY WEEK Musical Burlesque Cletn. C'.j Entrrttnmnt Evanrhody Co: Aak Anrbodr. LA0IES' DIME MATINEE DAILY DONT GO HOME BATING I DIDN'T VISIT THE GAYETY -VICTR0LAS- from $15 to $150 czm in stock rri Come in and Hear Them! hecbrd. Nefet2le4, Etc. John W. Crabill T