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(Continued from last week.)
CHAPTER XXVIIL
About once in a fortnight I contrived
to go to London for a couple of days on
some pretest of business, and best port
of this time I spent with Dawson. And
the first visit I paid him after the re
turn of Moll and her husband, telling
him of their complete happiness, Moll's
increasing womanly beauty and the pros-
perous aspect of our affairs (for I had
that day positive assurance our seal
would be obtained within a month),
concluded by asking if his exile might
not now be stopped, and he be m a posi
tion to oome to Chiselhurst and see her
as he had before.
"No, Kit, thanking ye kindly," says
he, after lighting it out with himself in
silence a minute or two, "better not.
am getting in a' manner used to this
solitude, and bar two or three, days a
week, when I fool a bit hangdog and
hipped a-thinking there's not much in
this world for an old fellow to live for
when he's lost his child, I am pretty
well content. It would only undo me.
when I'm doleful or joyful, with a force
there s no resisting. And chiefly it
seizes me in the later part of the day;
therefore I'd havo you tako me to the
court betimes, ere it's at its worst. My
throat's like any limekiln for dryness
now, so do pray, Kit, fasten the door
snug, and give me a mug of ale. "
This ended our discussion, but as it
Was necessary I should give some reason
for not supping with Moll I gave Daw
son a bottlo and went up to tho house
. to find Moll. There . I learned that she
was still in her chamber, and sleeping,
as Mrs. Butterby believed. So I bade the
good woman toll her mistress when she
awoke that Captain Evans had come to
spend the night with me. and he would
can to pay her Ms devoirs tfie next morn
ing.
Here, that nothing may be unaccount
ed for in the sequence of events, I must
dopart from my train of present obser
vation to speak from after knowledge.
l nave said that when Moll started
forward, as if to overtake her husband.
he suddenly stopped as if confronted
Gysome menacing specter. And this in
aaea was tho case, for at that moment
there appeared to her heated imagina
tion, for no living soul was there, a lit
tle, bent old woman, clothed in a single
white garment of Moorish fashion, and
Moll knew that she was Mrs. Godwin,
though seeing her now for the first time,
come from Barbary to claim her own
and separate Moll from the husband she
had won by fraud.
She stood there, says Moll, within her
gates, with raised hand and a most bit
ter, unforgiving look upon her wasted
face, barring the way by which Moll
might regain her husband, and as the
poor wife halted, trembling in dreadful
awe, the old woman advanced with the
sure foot of right and justice. What re
proach she had to make, what maledic
tion to pronounce, Moll dared not stay
to hear, but turning her back fled to the
v house, where, gaining her chamber, she
locked the door and flung herself upon
her husband's bed, and in this last dear
. refuge, shutting her eyes, clasping her
ears as if by dulling her senses to escape
the phantom, she lay in a convulsion of
terror for the more dread that such a
: thing might be.
Then, at the thought that she might
never again be enfolded here in her hus
band's arms, an agony of grief succeed
ed her fit of maddening fear, and she
wept till her mind grew calm from
sneer exhaustion, and so, little by lit
tle, as her courago revived, she began
to reason with herself as how 'twas the
least likely thing in the world that if
Mrs. Godwin were in England she
should come to the court unattended
and in her Moorish clothes, and then,
seeing the folly of abandoning herself
to a foolish fancy, she rose, dashed the
tears from her f aoe and set herself to
find some occupation to distract her
thoughts. And what employment is near
er to her thoughts or dearer to her heart
than making things straight for her hus
band? So she goes into the next room
where he worked and falls to washing
his brushes, cleaning his paint board
and putting all things in order against
his return, that he may lose no time in
setting to work at another picture, and
at dinner time, finding her face still
disfigured with her late emotions and
ashamed of her late folly, she bids her
maid bring a snack to her room, under
the pretense that she feels unwell This
meal she eats, still working in her hus
band's . room, for, one improvement
prompting another, she finds ulentv tn
ao mere now tmniang mat tne Hang
ings of her own private room, being
handsomer, will look better on these
walls, whereas t'others are more fit for
hers, where they are less seen ; that this
corner looks naked and will look better
for her little French table standing
there, with a china image atop, and s
forth. This, then, did devote her time
till sundown, whereabouts Mrs. Butter
by raps at her door to know if she will
have a cup of warm caudle to oomfort
her, at the same time telling her that
Mr. Hopkins will not sup with her, as
he has Captain Evans for his guest at
the lodge.
And now Moll, by that natural .suc
cession of extremes which seems to be a
governing law of nature, as the flow the
ebb, the calm the storm, day the night,
eta, was not less elated than she had
been depressed in the earlv nart nf tha
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aay, due sail, l take It, in a nervous,
excitable condition. And hearing her
father, whom she has not seen so long,
is here a thousand mad projects enter
her lively imagination. So when Mrs.
Butterby, after the refusal of her warm
caudle, proposes she shall bring madam
a tray of victuals that she may pick
something in bed Moll, stifling a merry
thought, asks, in a feeble voice, what
there is in tho larder.
"Why, madam," says Mrs. Butterby,
from the outside, "there's the partridge
v "Bring 'cm all," sayn Moll,
you did not eat at breakfast, there's a
cold pigeon pasty and a nice fresh ham
and a lovely roily poly pudding I made
with my own hands in tho pot. "
"Bring 'em all," says Moll in the
same aching voice, "and I'll pick what
tempts me."
Therewith she silently slips the bolt
back, whips on her nightgown and slips
into bed. .
Presently up comes Mrs. Butterby,
carrying a wax candle, followed by a
couple of maids charged with all the
provisions Moll had commanded. Hav
ing permission to enter, tho good wom
an sets down her candle, puts on her
glasses, and coming to the bedside says
she cau see very well by her poor looks
that her dear mistress has got a return
of her biliaries and prays heaven it may
not turn to something worse.
Nay," says Moll very faintly, "I
shall be well again when I am relieved
of this headache, and if I can only fall
asleep, as I feel disposed to, you will
see me tomorrow morning in my usual
health. I shan't attempt to rise this
evening." ("For mercy's sake, don't,''
cries Mrs. Butterby.) "And so, I pray
you, order that no one shall come near
my room to disturb."' ("I'll see that
no one so much as set a foot on your
stair, maaam, poor doar rr says t'other, i
And you will see that all is closed care
fully. And so good night, mother, and
good night to you, Jane and Betsy I Oh,
my poor head!"
With a whispered "Good night, dear
madam," Mrs. Butterby and the maids-
leave the room a-tiptoe, closing the door
behind them as if 'twere of gingerbread,
and no sooner are they gone than MolL.
big with her mad design, nips out of
bod, strips oil her nightgown,, and find
ing nothing more convenient for her pur
pose puts the ham, pasty and partridges
in a clean pillowslip.- This done, she
puts on her cloak and hood;, and having
with great caution set the door pen and.
seen all safe and quiet below she takes up
her bag f victuals, blows out the can
dle, and as silent as any mouse makes,
her way to the little private staircase at
the end f the stairs. And now,, with
less fear of encountering Mra. Godwin
than Black Bogey, she feels her war
down the dark, narrow staircase; reaches
the lower door, unbolts it and. steps out
on the path at the back of the house.
There is still a faint twilight,, and
this enables her to find her way to the
wicket gate opposite Anne Fitch's cot
tage. Not a soul is to be seen, and so,,
with her hood drawn well over her head,
she speeds on, and in five minutes reaches
my house. Here, finding the door fasten
ed, she gives a couple of knocks,, and
on my opening she asks meekly in a
feigned voice, which for. the life of me
I should not have known, for hers, if I
am mindod to buy a couple of partridges
a friend has sent and she has no use for.
"Partridges I" cries. Dawson, from
within.' "Have 'em, Kit, for your bread
and cheese is mighty everyday fare. "
"Let me see 'em good woman," '
says L
"Yes, sir," answers she meekly, put
ting her pillow slip in my kand.Vhich
perplexed me vastly by its weight and
bulk.
"They seem to be pretty big birds by
the feel of 'em, ' says L "You can oome
in and shut the door after you. "
Moll shuts the door and shoots the
bolt ; then tripping behind me into the
light she casts her hood and flings her
arms round her father's nock with a peal
of joyful laughter.
"What!" crios L "Why, what can
have brought you here?"
"Why, I knew you'd have nothing to
give my poor old dad but moldy cheese,
so I've brought you a brace of partridges,
if you please, sir," says she, concluding
in her feigned voice as 6he emptied the
ham, pasty and partridges all higgledy
piggledy out of the slip on to the table.
"But, Mrs. Godwin, " says I in alarm.
"Oh, call me Moll, " cries she wildly.
"Let me be myself for this one night."
CHAPTER XXIX.
Again must I draw upon matter of
after knowledge to show you how all
" n naas on this fatal night.
w lien JUr. Godwin reached iionaon, about him in distraction,
he went to Sir Pefctr Lily's house in "Lord, here's the sweet thing's night
Lincoln's Inn to know if he was still at gown!" exclaims Mrs. Butterby from
Hatfield, and there learning he was gone the next rooin, whither she had follow
hence to Hampton, and no one answer- ed Mr. Godwin. "But, dear heart o
ing for certainty when he would return, ' mo, where 's tlie ham gone?"
Mr. Godwin, seeing that he might liu- Mr. Godwin, entering from the next
ger in Loudon for days to no purpose, room, looked at her as doubting whether
and bethinking him how pale and sor- ' he or all the world had taken leave of
rowful his dear wife was when they their wits.
parted, concludes to leave his picture at J "And the pigeon pasty?" added Mrs.
bir Jt'eter Lely s and post back to Chisel-
hurst, counting to give his wife a hap
py surprise.
About 8 o'clock he reaches the court,
to find all shut and barred by the pru
dent housekeeper, who, on letting him
in, with many exclamations of joy and
wonder, falls presently to sighing and
shaking her head, as she tells how her
mistress has lain abed since dinner and
is sick of her biliaries.
In great concern Mr. Godwin takes
the candle from Mrs. Butterby's hand
and hastes up to his wife's room. Open
ing the door softly, he enters, to find
the bed tumbled indeed, but empty.
He calls her ' in a soft voice, going into
the next room, and getting no reply,
nor finding her there, he calls again,
more loudly, and there is no response.
Then, as he stands irresolute and amaz
ed, he hears a knock at the door below,
and concluding that 'tis his wife, who
has had occasion to go out seeking fresh
air for her comfort maybe, he runs swift
ly down and opens ere a servant can an
swer tho call And there he is faced,
not by sweet Moll, but the jaundiced.
wicked old Simon, gasping and panting
for breath.
"Dost theo know," says he, fetching
his breath at every other word, "dost
thee know where the woman thy wife
"Where is she?" cries Mr. Godwin in
quick alarm, thinking by this fellow's
sweating haste that some accident had
befallen his dear wife.
"I will show thee where she is. Aye,
and what she is," gasps the old man,
and then, clasping his hands, he adds,
"Verily, the Lord hath heard my pray
ers and delivered mine enemies into un
hand."
Mr. Godwin, who had stepped aside
to catch up his hat from the table, where
he had flung it on entering, stopped
short, hearing this fervent note of praise,
and turning about, with misgivings of
Simon's purpose, cries:
"What are your enemies to me?"
"Everything," cries Simon. "Mine
enemies are thine, for as they have
cheated me so have they cheated thee. "
"Enough of this, " cries Mr. Godwin.
"Tell me where my wife is, and be donj
with it."
"I say I will show thee where she is
and what she is. "
"Tell me where she is," cries Mr
Godwin, with passion.
That is my secret, and too precious
to throw away."
"I comprehend you now, " says Mr.
Godwin, bethinking him of the fellow's
greed. "You shall be paid. Tell me
where she is and name your price. "
"The price is this, " returns the oth
er, "thy promise to be secret,, to catch
them in this trap and give no opening
for escape. Oh, I know them. They are
as serpents that slip tln-ough your fin
gers and turn to bite. They shall not
serve me so again. Promise"
"Nothing. Think yon 'I'm of your
own base kind, to deal with you in
treachery? You had my answer before.
"Tliy wife Is thcrt," says SJWron.
when you would poison my mind, ras
cal But," adds he,, with fury, "you
shall tell me where my wife is."
"I would tear the tongue from my
throat ere it should undo the work of
Providence. If they escape the present
vengeance of heaven, thee shalt answer
for it, not L Yet I will give thee a clew
to find this woman who hath fooled
thee. Seek hjr where there are thieves
and drunkards to mock at thy simplici
ty, to jeer at thine easy gull, for I say
again thy wife never was in Barbary,
but playing the farded wanton"
The patience with which Mr. Godwin
had bestowed to this, tirade, doubting
by his passion that Simon was stark
mad, gave way before this vile asper
sion on his wife, and clutching the old
man by the throat he flung him across
the threshold and shut the door upon
him.
But where was his wife? That question
was still uppermost in his thoughts. His
sole misgiving was that accident had
befallen her,, and that somewhere in the
house he should find her lying cold and
insensible.
With this terror in his mind he ran
again up stairs. On the binding he was
met by Mrs. Butterby, who, prudent
soul, at the first hint of misconduct on
her mistress' part-, had bundled the gap
ing servants up to their rooms.
"Mercy on us, dear master!" says
she. "Where can our dear lady be? For
a surety she hath not left tho house, for
I locked all up, as she bade me when we
carried up her supper, and had the key
in my pocket when you knocked. 'See
the house safe,' 6ays she, poor soul,
with a voice could scarce be heard, 'and
let no one disturb me, for I do feel most
heavy with sleep. '.'
Mr. Godwin passed into his wife'i
room, and then into the next. lookUuT
1 Butterby, regarding the table laid out
beside her mistress' bed.
"And the cold partridge?" adds she in
redoubled astonishment "Why, here's
naught left but my pudding and that as
cold as a stone."
I Mr. Godwin, with the candle flaring
in his hand, passed hastily by her, too
i wrought by fear to regard either the
I ludicrous or incomprehensible side of
Mrs. Butterby's consternation, and so,
going down the corridor away from the
stairs, he comes to the door of the little
I back stairs, standing wide open and
seeming to bid him descend. He goes
j quickly down, yet trembling with fear
that he may find her at the bottom, bro
ken by a fall, but all he discovers is the
bolt drawn and the door ajar. As he
pushes it open a gust of wind blows out
the light, and here he stood in the dark
ness, eager to be doing, yet knowing not
which way to turn or how to act
Clearly, his wife had gone out by this
door, and so far this gave support to
Simon's statement that he knew where
she was, and with this a flame was kin
dled within him that seemed to sear his
, very souL li Simon spoke truth in one
' particular, why should he he in others?
1 hy had his wife refused to go with
him to Hatfield? Why had she bid no
' one come near her room? Why had she
gone forth by this secret stair alone?
j Then, cm-sing himself for the unnamed
suspicion that could thus, though but
for a moment, disfigure the fair image
that he worshiped, he asked himself
' why his wife should not be free to fol
, low a caprice. But where was she? Even
that question surged upward in the tu-'
t mult of his thoughts. Where should he .
, seek her? Suddenly it struck him that I i
, might help him to find her, and acting '
J instantly upon hitf hope he made his;
i way in breathless haste to the road, and
80 toward my lodge. j
Ere he has gone a hundred yards Simon '
Bteps out of the shadow and stands be-
fore him like a shade in the dimness'
"I crave thy pardon, master, " says he !
humbly. "I spoke like a fool in my pas- j
sion." 1
"If you will crave ray pardon, tell
me where to find my wife ; if not, stand
aside," answers Mr. Godwin.
"Wilt thee hear me speak for two
minutes if I promise to tell thee where
she is and suffer thee to find her how
thee willst? 'Twill save thee time. "
"Speak," says Mr. Godwin.
"Thy wife is there," says Simon un
der his breath, pointing toward my
house. "She is reveling with Hopkins
and Captain Evans, men that she did
tramp the country with as vagabond
players ere the Spaniard taught them
more profitable wickedness. Knock at
the door, which thee mayst be sure is
fast, and while one holds thee in parley
the rest will set the room in order and
find a plausible tale to hoodwink thee
afresh. Be guided by me, and thee shalt
enter the house unknown to them, as I
did an hour since, and there thee shalt
know, of thine own senses, how thy
wife doth profit by thy blindness. If,
this truth be not proved,, if thee canst
then say that I have lied, from malice,
envy and evil purpose, this knife, " says
he, showing a blade in his hand,, "this
knife will I tlirust into my own heart,
though I stand the next instant before
the Eternal Judge, my hands wet with
my own blood, to answer for my crime. "
"Have you finished?" asks Mr. God
win. , "No, not yet. I hold thee to thy
promise," returns Simon, with eager
haste. "Why do men lie? For their own
profit? What profit have I in lying,
when I pray you to put my word to the
proof, and not- take it on trust, with the
certainty of punishment even if the proof
be doubtful? . You believe this woman
what she pretends to be. What does that
Bhow? Your simplicity not hers. How
would women trick their husbands with
out such skill to blind them by a pre
tense of love and virtue?"'
"Say no more," cries Mr. Godwhi
hoarsely, "or I may strangle you before
1 you pass trial Go your devilish way.
I'll follow."
' ' Now God be praised; for this ! Soft
ly, softly!" adds he, creeping in the
6hado of the back toward the house.
But ere ho has gone a dozen paces
Mr. Godwin repents liini again, with
shame in his heart, and. stopping says:
"I'll go no farther. ,'
"Then theo donbtest my word no
longer, " whispers Simon quickly. " 'Tis
fear that makest thee halt, the fear of
finding thy wife a. wanton and a trick
ster." "No, no, by God r
"U that bo so, then art thee bound to
prove her innocent, that I may not say
to all the world 'thee mightest have put
her honor to the test and dared not,
choosing rather to cheat thyself and be
cheated by her than know thyself dis
honored. If thee dost truly love this wo
man and believe her guiltless, then for
her honor must thee put me not her
to this trial. "
"No madman could reason like this,"
says Mr. Godwin. "I accept this trial,
and heaven forgive me if I do wrong."
(To be Continued.)
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NEBRASKA NEWS.
Tha Flnt Territorial Legislator, 1888.
It will be a matter of general inter
est to the people of the state that the
next annual meeting of the state his
torical society, occurring next January,
will be devoted to reminiscences of the
first territorial legislature of Nebraska.
It is very desirable not only to have all
surviving members present at that
meeting, but to collect in the meantime
all possible data with reference to all
the members and the acts of that body.
It will be a great help, if those who can,
will send to the society photos and
pictures of the members, and any pa
pers, letters, manuscripts or books re
lating to them. Some members are
living in other states, and it may possi
bly take some time to find them. In
formation relative to 6uch will be
thankfully received.
The following is a list of the mem
bers and officers, as they were then
apportioned:
Council J. L. Sharp, Richardson
county; B. R. Folsom, Hurt; J. C. Mitch
ell, Washington; M. II. Clark, Dodge;
X. U. Uoodwill, A. D. Jones, O. D. Rich
ardson, S. E. Rogers, Douglas; Luke
Nuckolls, Cass; A. H. Bradford, H. P.
Bennet, C. 11. Cowles, Piercejn Richard
Urown, rorney. Officers -G. L. Miller.
chief clerk; O. F. Lake, assistant clerk;
S. A. Lewis, serjeant-at-arms: N. R.
Folsom, doorkeeper.
House A. J. llanscom, W. N. Bvers.
William Clancy, F. Davidson, Thomas
Davis, A. D. Goyer, A. J. Poppleton.
Robert Whitted, Douglas; J. B. Robert
son, H. C. Purple, Burt; A. Archer, A.
J. Smith, Washington; E. R. Doyle, J.
w. xticnardson. Dodge; J. W. Latham,
William Kenipton, J. II. D. Thompson.
Cass: G. Bennet, J. H. Cowles. J. H.
Decker, W. II. Hail, William Maddox,
Pierce; W. A. Finney, J. M. Wood,
Forney; D. M. Johnson, J. A. Single-
ton, Richardson. Officers J. W. Pad
dock, chief clerk; G. L. Eayre, assistant
clerk; J. L. Gibbs, sergeant-at-arins; B.
B. Thompson, doorkeeper.
Communications may bo addressed to
the librarian of the state historical so
ciety, Jay Amos Barrett, state univers
ity library building, Lincoln, Neb.
The State In Brief.
Schuyler's new school building cost
821,000.
Ansley has decided to drink water
for the ensuing year.
Verdigreis a small town with a large
thirst. It has four saloons.
The settlers in Banner county de
pend largely on stock raising.
Polk county caught a rainfall of six
inches and land is advancing in price..
A revival at Pawnee City is giving
the cohorts of sin a desperate shaking
up.
Dr. Woodward will sow one hundred
acres of his farm near Ceresco to al
falfa. - Polk county will be withont an open
saloon again this year. All three towns
went dry.
The Greenwood butter and cheese
factory has been sold to a company at
Raymond.
ine uoehner postofhee was recently
robbed of money and stamps to the
value of $150.
Did you ever see a happier set of
people than Nebraska has since the
recent heavy rains.
A six-year-old boy at Minden rides a
bicycle and finds no trouble in keeping
up with the procession of older riders.
Saturday, April 25, a joint session of
the Platte and Madison county teach
ers' association is to be held at Hum
phrey. Four saloonkeepers of Dodge will
answer before "hissoner" to the charge
of selling grog on the Sabbath contrary
to law.
Joseph Sebulka, residing near Schuy-
ler, is maKing a great ado beca
use
someone has seined all the
carp out of his fish pond.
German
It is rumored in Norfolk that Gov
ernor Holcomb has requested Dr. Mac
kay to send in his resignation to take
effect not later than May 1.
J. O. Lesser, night, dispatcher at
Weeping Water, has applied for a pat
ent on a can opener, and expects to
make a half million on -the invention..
The Lexington Presbyterians have
regularly added to its choir for Sunday
services two violins and a. cornet, and
the innovation seems to please them.
F. J. Hale of Battle Creek offers 810
reward for the return of a light gray
horse and 50 for the apprehension of
the thief who stole him from the pas
ture. Petitions are out in Cedar county
asking the commissioners to submit a
proposition tp the voters to change to
the supervisor system, and the papers
of that county don't seem to like the
idea.
Charles 0.. Norton of Kearney, while
at the dinner table, was' seized with a
pulmonary hemorrhage and bled to
death in fifteen minutes. His lungs
had given him trouble for several
years.
Mrs. J. F. Lomerof Osceola died after
an illness of only a few hours. She
leaves a husband and several small
shildren, who have the keenest sym
pathy of neighbors in their terrible af
fliction. Rev. T. Webster the Methodist minis
ter at Lyons, has in his possession a
a hen's egg that is attracting consider
able attention. One of his hens laid an
egg on Easter Sunday on which is out
lined the letter E. The shape of the
egg is the same as all hen fruit, except
the shell is raised at one end, forming a
distinct letter E. The local photog
rapher has taken several photos of the
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PUBLICLY 1NVESTICA7 I
Sensational Charges Mad Against Sufierbi-v I
tendent MacKay, Bat are Danled bjl
Him I'osstbiUty of
Sake of Harmony.
Removal for th '
Liscols, Neb., April 22. Governor
Holcomb has announced his intention
of investigating the charges preferred
by employes and others against Super
intendent MacKay of the Norfolk asy
lum for insane. The hearing will be
held at the asylum tomorrow afternoon
with open doors. Steward Jenkins and
others who are understood to be op
posed to the superintendent will also
come under notice of the Governor.
The charges are sensational and it
would be no surprise if the governc
removes both the superintendent arA
the steward after the hearing is over';
Even if the charges are not fully sus
tained by the evidence, there may be
several officials removed for no other
purpose than that of restoring har
mony. Inharmony exists beyond a
doubt and to some extent crops out in
the charges. Indiscreet conduct with '
female employes is one of the things
charged against Superintendent Mac- J
Kay. He is also accused of permitting
cruel treatment to patients. Superin
tendent MacKay has established a
reputation for, eccentricity and com- J
bativeness, alloyed with crankism. In I
this case he promises to make good use
or these qualities in making a deter
mined ng-ht against his aocusers. n
has already intimated that some of the
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complainants and witnesses are not so
situated as to cast the first stone into
anyone's glass house.
A DISTRACTED FATHER.
Searches
Fremont in Vain for a Missing
Daughter.
Feemont, Neb., April 32. Mr. Mills
of Red Cloud was in the city Saturday
looking for his daughter, Hattie B.
Mills, who disappeared on the 18th day
of January. With the city marshal
Mr. Mills hunted the city over, but he
could not locate her. She is described
as a stylish and graceful appearing
young woman, twenty two years of
age, height five feet, weight 140 pounds,
wavy hair, hazel eyes and wears glasses.
She was fond of going out and always
had a lot of followers. The mother is
nearly heart-broken.
He Was Rewarded.
Ashland, Neb., April 22. An in
cident which has just come to light goes
to show that officials of railroad com
panies have some heart, although such
a thing is seldom credited to them. On
or about March 1, Louis Baldwin, a
farmer, discovered that a lot of stone
had fallen on the Burline-ton ti-anlr be
tween Ashland and South Bend. Hevv.
watched for the approaching train ana
flagged it in time to keep it from being
wrecked by the stone. The Burlington
people made him a present of a team of
good horses, a plow, and several other
articles which it was found he needed. '
A Big Amount of Hen Fruit.
Lincoln, Neb., April 22. One com
mission house in Lincoln received 565
cases of eggs Monday, which came over
one railroad from various points along
the line. The firm received 3,000 cases
last week. The eggs are bought of
dealers at 7tf and 1 cents a dozen and
are nearly all shipped to Chicago and
New York. The New York market
was slow Monday at 11 cents, the ar
rivals being given at 24,000 cases, so
that only a small profit is made by Lin
coln shippers.
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Comity Seat Fight Grows Bitter.
Eemingfoed, Neb., April 22. The
oounty seat fight between Alliance and
Hemingford is again on in full blast and
much feeling exists, which has been in
tensified by the action of County Sup
erintendent Neeland of Hemingford,
who has announced that the teachers'
institute will be held this year in Alli
ance. Hemingford citizens deem this a
most unwarranted and unjustifiable
action. Alliance has another petition
and claims to have nearly sufficient
singers to call an election.
Tried to End Her Ut e.
Chadeon, Neb., April 22. Two
women of alleged easy virtue came to
this city from Pine Ridge Indian agency
and went to a house of ill fame here.
They partook of too much bad whisky
and one of them became despondent,
and wishing to end a life of shame at
tempted to poison herself. Doctors were
summoned at once and the woman was
restored. She is still under the rWwi,
care and will probably recover;
Agitated Over a Saloon.
Table Rock, Neb., April 22. Rev. Dr.
P. C. Johnson, pastor of the M. E.
church, delivered a lecture here Sunday
night to a crowded house on the question
"Do We Need a Saloon?" An agent is
here from both the Omaha and Milwau
kee houses looking after the saloon
interest. Ihe fight therefore waxes hot
and the outcome is anxiously awaited.
Forged a Check.
NebbAska City, Neb., April 22. A
stranger went into McCarthay & Co.'s
drug store, purchased some goods and
paid for them with a check to which
was attached the name of John W.
Black of this city. Yesterday it was
discovered that the signature was a
forgery. There is no clue to the man.
A Supposed Elopement.
HEwraoFORD, Neb., April 22. Con
siderable .excitement prevails here,
caused by the alleged elopement of Mrs.
C. A. Benedict from this place, presum
ably with a young stock buyer who
has been cutting a wide swath for some
time past. Mrs. Benedict has two small
children and a very pleasant h6me.
The couple, it is claimed, were 'traced
to this place, where Mrs. Benedict pur
chased a ticket for Grand I sland. Mr.
Ilpn nl w a.4nM4Aj 1 -. . j -
.-..1,. wru ia pursuit yesieruny
and if he finds them trouble will surely
follow, as he is desperate. All the peo
ple are quite prominent.
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