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Loup City Northwestern GEO. E. BENSCHOTER, Ed. and Pub LOUP CITY, • • NEBRASKA To appreciate a good woman, know a few bad ones. Nothing short of a revolution will Jar Castro loose now. They ought to pass an anti-smoke ordinance on St. Vincent Island. If the scarcity of food keeps on in Venezuela, they will soon have to eat Caracas. The longer Adelina Patti lives the older grows the joke about uer notes being good for the cash. A man who writes a good thing can try it in dialect and slang later on and make two extra strikes with it. King Edward is accused of parsi mony. With such an income as he has now he can afford to be parsimonious. If every man's mind was geared to work a little faster than his tongue many rash things would be left un said. Buffalo Hawkshaws claim that any way they are "doing the best they can.” Precisely. That's the worst of it. A Michigan man came to life the olher day in his coffin. He should keep the coffin. He may need it again. Editor Stead never tires of holding this mad world in check, but he often wonders what would happen if he were to Jet go. Mr. Schwab says that he fs anxious to get back to work. And this is the season, too, when everybody has that tired feeling. A St. Paul man nearly killed him self chewing toothpicks. What right have people who chew toothpicks to try to live on? The Macedonians have postponed the Balkan uprising and the war cloud has been temporarily consigned to the property room. The girl with the bird on her hat may not be able to get into heaven, but does she want to if there are to be no feathers there? With deaf-mutes listening to opera by the aid of an acoustleon, the do main of the seemingly impossible is stil further diminished. Sir Thomas Lipton is again of the opinion that the America's cup is as good as won. but it may be just as well to go on with the preparation for the races. Charles Buttell boomls, the humor ist, has been elected a justice of the peace in New Jersey on an inde pendent ticket. The punishment seems deserved. The Buffalo inquest has developed the fact that one of the "society lead ers” kept a boarding house. It looks as if Buffalo society might be some what vindicated. When a girl pleads in extenuation of theft that "it is wrong to have giv en her an education and no money,” there seems to be something wrong won the education. It's great to be a king after all. The boy King of Spain, it appears, can marry a grown up woman if he wants to. What boy could ask for greater happiness than that? Those English writers who compare Joseph Chamberlain to Daniel Web ster may be good critics of political history but their specialty obviously lies in humorous work. Lady Granville Gordon Is an Ameri can woman and has lived in Chicago. America and Chicago are waiting, however, to receive further particu lars before doing any boasting. If there is anything in names Senor Bustamento, Cuba's distinguished sen ator, ought to be a powerful addition to the American trust regulators if ho could only be imported and na luralized. The czar's plan of reforms is far reaching, they say, but it does not stop the smudging out from our news papers of articles which comment on it before they can he delivered to peo ple in Russia. Army and navy officers in Washing ton now frequently wear their uni forms at the theaters and at private entertainments. A few years ago uni forms were never worn on such occa sions. After ail, why should women have a monopoly of all the brilliant colors? Kansas has a new’ claim on the meanest man championship. At Well ington the local Scrooge hired a col ored boy to carry a ton of coal upstairs for which 15 cents was paid. The thrifty Kansan then inveigled the boj into a game of craps and won back the 15 cents. The man who predicts what Is te happen in the next century is always safe. Nobody will feel like dlsputlnj with him while he lives, and nobodj will take the trouble to dispute his nrertietious after he is dead. THE MAID 2f MAIDEN LANE Sequel to •• The Bow of Orange Ribbon.” A LOVE STORY BY AMELIA E. BARR (Copyright, lhOO, by Amelia E. Barr) CHAPTER VI.—(Continued.) “Well, then, who knows more on : ;hat subject than Joris Hyde? Was I J not, last year, at Lady Betty Somer s splendid nuptials, and at Fanny Pa get’s, and the Countess of Carlisles? , Indeed, I maintain that in such a dis cussion I am an absolute necessity. And I wish to know .Madame Jacobus. “So? Well, then, here we are, at her very door. I know not what she will say—you must make your own excuses, sir.’’ As she was speaking, they ascended the white steps leading to a very handsome brick house on the west side of Broadway. The door was opened by a very dark man, who was dressed in a splendid and outlandish manner a scarlet turban above his straight black hair, and gold-hooped earrings, and a long coat or tunic, heavily em broidered in strange devices. As soon as the front door closed, Joris perceived that he was in an un usual house. The scents and odors of strange countries floated about it. Strange tables of wonderful mosaic work held ivory carvings of priceless worth, and porcelain from unknown lands. Gods and goddesses from the yellow Gehenna of China and the ut terable idolatry of India looked out with brute cruelty, or sempiternal smiles from every odd corner, or gazed with a fascinating prescience from the | high chimney-piece upon all who en- j tered. WIlUIl tile’ U«JvJI wpviifTU a iUHMUUl' Jacobus, with soft, gliding footsteps entered. Hyde understood how truly the soul, if given the wherewithal, builds the habitation it likes best. Once possessed of marvelous beauty, ami yet extraordinarily interesting, she seemed the very genius of the room and its strange, suggestive be longings. It was said that no man who came within his influence had been able to resist her power—no man. perhaps, , but Capt. Jacobus, and he had not re sisted, he had been content to exer ; else over her a power greater than her own. He had made her his wife; he had lavished on her for ten years i the spoils of the four quarters of the world; and his worship of her had only been equaled by her passionate , attachment to him. Ten years of love, and then parting and silence— unbroken silence. Yet she still in sisted that he was alive and would certainly come back to her. She kept his fine house open, his room ready, and herself constantly adorned for his home-coming. She came In now with a smile of welcome. She was always pleased that her fine home should be seen by those strange to it; and perhaps was particularly pleased that Gen. Hyde's son should be her visitor. And as Joris was determined to win her favor, there was an almost instan taneous birth of good will. “Let me kiss your hand, madame,” said the handsome young fellow, lift ing tho jeweled fingers in his own. "I have heard that my father had once that honor. Do not put me be low’ him,’’ and with his words he touched with hi3 warm lips the long white fingers. Her laugh rang merrily through the dim room, and she answered: “You are Dick Hyde's own son—noth ing else. I see that. But where is Cornelia? I thought she would come with you.” Even as she spoke Cornelia entered. There was a little flush and hurry on her face; but oh. how inno cent and joyous it was! “Am I late, madame? Surely your clock is wrong.” “My clock is never wrong, Cor 7-7771 I he assurance of her love. nelia. Como, now, sit down, and let j us talk of such follies as weddings and wedding gowns." In this conversation Hyde trium 1 phantly redeemed his promise of as t sistance. He could describe with a delightful accuracy—or inaccuracy— the lovely toilets and pretty accessor ies of the high English wedding feasts of the previous year. And in some subtle way he threw into these ; descriptions such a glamor of ro mance, such backgrounds of old 1 castles and chiming bells, of noble dames glittering with gems, and vil lage maids scattering roses, of mar tial heroer, and rejoicing lovers, all ■wing in an atmosphere of song and sunsnine. that the little party eat lis tening, entranced, with sympathetic eyes drinking in his wonderful des criptions. Madame Jacobus was the first to interrupt these pretty reminiscences. “All this is very fine,” she said, "but the most of it is no good for us. The satin and the lace and even the gems, we can have; the music can be somehow managed, and we shall not make a bad show as to love and beauty. But castles and lords and military pomp, and old cathedrals hung with battle flags. Such things are not to bo had here, and. in plain truth, they are not necessary for the wedding of a simple maid like our Arenta. Lieutenant, take Miss Moran and show her my garden. 1 tell you, it is worth walking througn; and when you have seen the flowers. Arenta and i will give you a cup of tea.” With some hesitation, yet quite carried away by Hyde’s personal long ing and impulse, Cornelia went into the garden with her lover. Speechless with joy, Hyde clasped Cornelia's slender fingers, and they went to gether down the tew broad steps which led them into the green shad ows of the trees. Slowly, as they stepped, they came at length to a little summer house. They sat down there, and in a few moments the seal was broken and Hyde's heart found out all the sweetest words that love could speak. Cornelia trembled; she blushed, she smiled, she suffered her self to be drawn close to his side; and, at last, in some swreet. untrans lated way, she gave hint the assur ance of her love. Arenta s voice, petulant and not pleasant, broke the charm. "Tea is waiting,” she said, "and Rem is wait ing, and my aunt is tired, and you two have forgotten that the cfock moves.” Then they laughed, and laughter is always fata1 to feeling; the magical land of love was sudden ly far away, and there was the sound of china, and the heavy tones of Rem's voice—dissatisfied, if not an gry—and Arenta’s lighter fret; and they stood once more among fetishes and forms so foreign, fabulous and fantastical, that it was difficult to pass from the land of love, and all its pure delights, into their atmos phere. It would have been harder but for Madame .Jacobus. Her smile.—quick and short as a flash of the eyes—re vealed to Hyde her intention of favor, and without one spoken word, these two knew themseives to be of the same mind. And. in parting, she held his hand while she talsed, saying at last the very words he longed to hear— "We shall expect you again on Thursday, Lieutenant.” He answered only, “Thank you, madarae!” but he accompanied the words with a look which asked so much, and confessed so much, that madame felt herself to be a silent confidante and a not unwilling accom plice. As for Hyde, no thought that could mar the sweetness and joy of this for tunate hour came into his mind. Neither Rem's evident hatred, nor Arenta's disapproval, nor yet Cor nelia's silence troubled him. Even the necessary parting from Cornelia was only a phase of this wonderful glad ness; for Love never fails of his token, and. though Arenta's sharp eyes could not discover it, Hyde received the silent message that was meant for him, and for him only. That one tnought made his heart bound and falter with Us exquisite delight—for him only—for him only. He was hardly responsible for his actions at this hour; for when a swift gallop brought him to the Van Heems kirk house, he quite unconsciously struck the door some rapid, forceful blows, with his riding whip. His grandfather opened it with an angry face. "I thought it was thee,” he said. “Now, then, in such lordly fashion, whom didst thou summon? dog or slave, was it?" Juris flung himself from his horse and clasped his grandfather's hand. “I did wrong,” he said warmly; “but I am beside myself with happiness; and I thought of nothing but telling you” Lysbet divined the joy in her grand son's face; and she said softly as he seated himself at the open window where his grandfather's chair was placed— "It is Cornelia?” “Yes, it is Cornelia. She loves me! The most charming girl the sun ever shone upon loves me. It is incredi ble. It is amazing. What do you say?” “1 say that thou hast chosen a good girl for a wife. God bless thee,” an swered Lysbet with great emotion. Van Heemskirk smiled, but was si lent; ami Hyde stooped forward, gently moved his lor.g pipe away from his lips, and said: "Grandfatner, speak. You know Cornelia Moran?” “I have seen her. Thy grandmother says she is good. Well. then, the love of a good, beautiful girl, is something to be glad over. Not twice in a life time comes such great fortune. But make up thy mind to expect much op position. Doctor John and thy father were ever unfriends. Thy father has other plans for thee; Cornelia's father has doubtless other plans for her. I know not how the little Cornelia ran dare to disobey him." "She has said 'yes' to me: and. be fore heaven and earth, she will stand by It." "Say that. much. And of thyself, art thou sure?" "I know not what you mean, sir," said Hyde, vaguely troubled by his grandfather’s words. "I think thou knowost well what I mean. Thy father has toid thee that thy duty and thy honor are pledged to Annie Hyde." "I never pledged! Never!” "But, as in thy baptism thy father made vows for thee, so also for thy marriage he made promises. Noble birth has responsibility, as well as privilege. For thyself alone it is not permitted thee to live, from both the past and the future there are demands on thee.” "Grandfather, of one thing 1 am sure—I will marry Cornelia Moran, even if I run away with her to the ends of the earth." " 'Run away' with her.’ To be sure! That is in the blood;" and the old man looked sternly back to the days when Hyde’s father ran away with his own little daughter. With some anger Lysbet answered his thoughts. "What are thou talking about? What art thou thinking of? Joris relit his pipe. Many good men have run away with their wives. Remember one May night, when thou and I sat by the Collect in the moonlight, and thou gave me this ring. What did thou say to me that night?” "Tis years ago, Lysbet, and if I have forgotten-” "Forgotten! The words thou said that night have been singing in my heart for fifty years; and yet, if thou must, be told, some of those words were about running away with thee; —for, at the first, my father liked thee not.” “Lysbet! My sweet Lysbet! 1 have not forgotten. For thy dear sake I will stand by Joris, though in doing so I am sure I shall make some un friends.” “Good, my husband. I take leave to say tnat thou art doing right.” “Well, then,” said Hyde, “if my grandmother stand by me, and you also, 1 have no fear.” Then ho rose, saying. "I must ride ! onward. My mother will not sleep until she sees me.” Then they walked with him to the door, and watched him leap to his saddle and ride into the twilight trem bling over the misty meadows, trink ling with dews. And a great melan choly fell over them, and they could not resume the conversation. Joris re-lit his pipe, and Lysbet went soft ly and thoughtfully about her house hold duties. It was one of those hours in which Life distills for us her vague melancholy wine; and Joris and Lys bet drank deeply of it. (To be continued.) THE COURSE OF TRUE LOVE. Another Instance Which Proves It Cannot Run Smooth. “Darling,” said Wilberforce Percy Foot as he reached out to clasp Ma thild Pembrook's tailor-made form In the embrace of his silver fox overcoat to shield her from the icy blast, “have you tried real hard to love me, as I should be loved? Recollect, dearest, I have been coming up this same ave nue for two sweet, delightful months. How joyous life has seemed to me during all that time! Mathild, Ma thild, cannot you love me as I yearn to be loved?” “I am trying hard, oh, so hard, Percy.” "Say it again, pet. Percy sounds so sweet to my ears from your lips. 1 am so glad my name is Percy.” “Percy, there are dark rings about my eyes every morning; 1 am trying so hard to love you. No one but a lov ing woman who tries to keep her loved one in mind knows the suffering I have gone through. I am growing thin trying to think about you all the time, Percy.” “And when your mind turns to Percy, your own Percy—what do you really think about, dream of my life, light of my soul?” “Oh! Percy, I—I cannot think then: 1 seem to have nothing to think about when I think of you-” The tailor made form reached out its arms with a deep sob. But the silver fox over coat turned away, and its owner hid his pallid lips under the otter lined collar. Percy, the broken-hearted, disap peared in the darkness. Somewhat different. Diggsby—Hello there, Hardupp! Are you trying to raise a beard? Hardupp—Not necessarily; I’m try ing to raise the price of a shave. THE SUNDAY SCHOOL LESSON III.. APRIL 19.. ROMANS 13:7:14—THE LAW OF LOVE. Golden Text—"Love Worketh No III to His Neighbor: Therefore Love Is the Fulfilling of the Law”—Romans 13:10—Temperance Lesson. The thirteenth chapter of Romans, which Stiller calls "the Christian citizen's chapter." deals with three subjects,— the Christian's relation to his rulers, his neighbors, and his own future. In these three divisions we shall find many im portant lessons regarding temperance,— in the nation. In social life, in the heart. I. The Christian and his Rulers.—Horn. 13:1-7. One of the matters most sorely perplexing to a Christian in apostolic times was his illation to his rulers. I’uul was divinely led to give the wisest pos sible advice. "Let every soul," he wrote, "be subject unto the higher powers. The powers that be are ordained of God.” The rest of the New Testament shows clearly that Paul did not advise submis sion to laws and official commands that required what was contrary to the law of God. Rut he taught that even "the worst government is letter than the best an archy." This question of the Christian's rela tion to tillers came up most commonly In the matter of tax-paying, which Paul .specifically considers. 7. "Render therefore to all" tall men as well as rulers! "their dues." What ever is due them from us, as money, hon or, praise, obedience. "Tribute.” Taxes paid by a subject nation.— Sunday. "Cus tom." The tariff duty which would he paid to support the government whether it was subject or not.—Sunday. "Fear.” due authorities as judges and punishes of wrong-doing. "Honor," due to the office held. II. The Christian and his Neighbors.— Vs. 8-10. Paul passes from civic to so cial duties. They are of two kinds:— First: Outward Obligations. 8. "Owe no man any thing." This does not forbid borrowing, but requires the payment of what is borrowed at the time when It is due; and. broadly, the fulfillment of ob ligations of service as well as of money. Second: The Obligation of Love. "Hut to love." Without this, the performance of outward duties is cold, formal, and of little real service. "For he that loveth another." R. V.. "his neighbor," "literal ly. 'the other' with whom lie has to do." —Denney. "Hath fulfilled the law." R. V. margin, "hath fulfilled law.” Recause no one that truly loves another will want to do what the law forbids, namely, in jure him in any way. 9. “For this..This" summary of the commandments. "Thou shalt not bear false witness." Omitted in the It. V., as not found in the oldest manuscripts. “Any other commandment.” Paul did not intend a complete enumeration. "It is briefly comprehended." R. V.. “it is summed up." "In this saying." R. V.. I lit.-* tl UI VI. “Thou shalt lovo thy neighbor as thy self.” ns sincerely, freely, deeply, and constantly. 10. ‘Love worketh no ill to Ills neigh bor." I-ove works positive good, but the faot that it prevents evil allows the apostle to say of it, "therefore love Is the fulfilling” (It. V., •'fulfillment”) "of the law." "l.nve is holiness, spelt short.” III. The Christian and his Own Salva tion.—Vs. 11-14. 11, "And that.” "And all that duty t we perform).” "Knowing the time." It. V.. "the season.” "That now it is high time" (the R. V. inserts "for you") “to awake out of sleep.” The sleep of carelessness and sloth. "For now is our salvation nearer than when we be lieved." R. V . "when we first believed,” i. e., became Christians. 1-’. "The night is far spent.” Their night of trial and sadness, while Christ, the Light of the world, was withdrawn from their eyes. See 1 John 2:8. "The day is at hand. ’ when Christ will come again in clouds of glory. "Let us therefore cast off the works of darkness." The deeds of sin. appropriate for the dark. See Eph. f*:1l. "And let us put on the armor." Whatever spiritual help God gives us. such as prayer, the Bible, (bid's grace In our hearts. "The idea Is that the Chris tian's life is not a sleep, but a battle.”— Denney. "Of light." Not shining armor is meant, but armor appropriate to the light, the splendor of Christ's glorious appearing, w in n we are to enter the ranks of his shining hosts. 13. "Let us walk" about our daily tasks “honestly as in the day." In the light of God's perfect knowledge of us; scorning to do the deeds which men hide under cover of darkness. 11. "But put ye on." as both raiment' and armor. “The Lord Jesus Christ." We "put on" Christ in baptism (Gal. 3:27), as we Identify ourselv.-s with him and his cause; and day by day also, as we as sume more and more of his character, our faith and obedience becoming per fected. "And make not provision” (take no thought) "for the flesh." The flesh Is (l) the body; (2) sensual desires and tenden cies: CD too great love for tilings of the world. We are permitted to take thought for the body's needful clothing, food, shelter, and a proper measure of adorn ment. hut not "to fulfil the lusts there of." To excite and gratify fleshly pas sions. But how can the Christian himself feel safe In the expectation of the judgment? Only as. in Christ's strength, he purifies his life, casting off every form of intem perance. ceasing to live for "the flesh." and "putting on" With increasing fulness the character of his Saviour. Whatever tends to defile the body or weaken It for God's service must he wholly discarded. So must whatever debases the mind, such as vile pictures and hooks. Just ns a hank is not safe unless it is ready at all times to have its books examined by the government inspector, so we are not safe unless wo are ready to present ourselves at any Instant before tlit- pure, holy, and omniscient Jehovah. The Idea of Moral Order. How deep rooted, how gloriously prophetic, is the idea of moral order. Man has never been without it. Let him believe in no God, like the Budd hist; in two gods like the Zoroastrian; in many gods, like the Greek; or in one God. like the Jew and Christian— he yet holds to a supreme ideal of moral order. There is something he owes himself, his fellows, and his God which becomes his ‘•ought,” something due which is his "duty.” Appeal to this sense of right in children, rever ence and obey it in ourselves, glorify it in the light of Jesus Christ. | - Rules of Society Are Good. We laugh good-naturedly some times about conventionality and form ality, ar.d think that certain people are too strict; yet, after all, respect able people are quite generally [ agreed that society rules and regula tions are very good things on the whole, and a young person who delib erately steps outside of the prescrib ed ways of making new acquaint ances is either very ignorant or culp ably careless. Better be considered | “too particular” all one’s life, rather than be reckless. In the world I till up a place which may be better supplied when I have nade It empty.—Shakespeare. Monev refunded for each package of PUTNAM FADELESS DYES if unset lsfactory. Many who formerly smoked 10c cigars, now smoke Lewis' "Smgle Binder” straight r:c cigar, l'he best combination of the best tobaccos. Always reliable. If you would retain your friends don’t remind them of their faults. TKI-tOW IXOTHE!) A UK UNSIGHTLY. Keep them white with lied Cross Bull Bln*. All giocern sell large 1} oz. package, 5 cents. An ounce of dialect is worth a pound of royalties. Mother Cray's Sweet I'owrtem for Children. Successfully used by Mother Cray, nurse In the Children's Home in New York, euro Constipation, Feverishness, Bad Stomach, Teething Disorders, move and regulate the Bowels and Destroy W orras. Over 30.000 tes timonials. At all druggists, 20c. Sample FltF.E. AddressA. S. Olmsted, LeRoy.N. Y. Next to having wisdom yourself is the ability to prolit by the wisdom of others. The Test Results in Starching can be obtained only by using Iiefianee Stnreli, beside* petting 4 oz. more for same money—uo cooking requited. It is not, enough to be industrious; so art the ants. What are you indus trious about?—Thoreau. LIVE STOCK BREEDERS. Attention is called to the adverMse mont of the Lincoln Importing Horse company. They have a large numo< r of imported black Percherons, Eng lish Shires and German Coach stal lions which they are offering a special inducement to buyers in the way of a discount of 20 per rent. This com pany has been in business in Lincoln for sixteen years with the largest and most convenient barns in the Uni ted States; one barn costing over $10, 000. They own their own plant and their guarantees and statements are well fortified, both financially and morally. This is n rare chance to buy a first-class stallion at a low price. Visit their barns or write them at once. The discharge of every duty today increases the opportunities of tomor row. To rure a Cold in One dnjr. Take Laxative Hrorno Quinine Tablets. All druggists refund money if it fuilslocure. <&c. Stand up bravely to afflictions, and quit thyself like a man.—Thomas a'Kcmpis. Defiance Starch should be in every household, none no good, besides 4 oz. more for 10 cents than any other brand of cold water starch. When a man loses all faith In hu manity he may be said to be at the end of his journey. If we will take the good we find, asking no questions, we shall have heaping measures. The great gifts are not by analysis. Everything good Is on the highway.—Emerson. The Largest Ballroom. The biggest ballroom in the world Is not at any European court, but at Gov ernment house, Melbourne. At the time it was designed the architect consulted the governor of the period as to its size. “Do you know any thing about ballrooms in other parts of the world?” asked the governor. “Only the one at Buckingham palace.” replied the architect. “Then build our ballroom a third bigger than that.” said the governor, in lordly fashion. Melbourne folks may be proud of their huge ballroom, but it is a costly lux ury to be governor. Disappearing Glaciers. Last week the federal government of Switzerland made known the result of a year's observations on a matter of great interest to tourists—the slow but steady wearing away of the gla ciers. Special attention was directed to the glaciers of Valais, and hero it has been ascertained that twelve have decreased by three to sixteen meters, the latter figure having reference to Findelem, in Zermatt. On the other hand, a glacier in the Simplon has grown in size, while another at Zan fieuron has increased by twenty-four meters. 8MILE3 Good Cheer and Good Food Go To gether. Improper feeding is the source of most human ails. Sick people don’t laugh much. It is the healthy and strong who see the sunny side of everything. Pure, scientific food will correct most ailments and bring laughter and good cheer in place of sickness and gloom. The wife of a physician of Dayton, O., says: "Before I had finished the first package of Grape-Nuts, which I got at the urgent request of a friend of mine several months ago, I was astonished to find I was less nervous over small matters and worried less over large ones, laughed more readily and was at all times more calm and contented than I had ever been in my life. I found also that the hollow , places in my neck and shoulders were filling out and that astonished me as I had always been very thin, as women with starved nerves are apt to be. "After a time I discontinued the use of Grape-Nuts for two months and found the old symptoms return at once. I went back to the vise of the food again and feel well and strong. I can increase my weight at will from five to ten pounds a month by using more or less of the food. Berfore I was married I was for five years a trained nurse and I have never In all my experience seen anything to act as quickly and favorably as this sci entific food." Name given by Pos turn Co.. Battle Creek. Mich.