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Loup City Northwestern J. W. BURLEIGH, Publisher. LOUP CITY, . .. NEBRASKA. The Daily Press. Sir James Crichton-Browne, the em inent alienist, has just given the newspaper press a certificate as an important safeguard of the general sanity. "It is the antidote to cor roding egotism and gives a worldwide horizon to the the purblind and short sighted.” This in a sense is true; nor can it be disputed that the press also “furnishes an easily digestible intel lectual pabulum.” Sir James likewise speaks with a specialist’s authority, one must suppose, when he says that “many a man has been saved from melancholy and fatuity by his daily papers,” and concludes: “Suppress your newspapers and you will have to enlarge your lunatic asylums.” We would gladly accept for ourselves and our colleagues a tribute primarily intended for the British press, and we certainly will not venture to chal lenge an expert on his own ground. But before the newspaper cure is widely applied in our sanitariums, wa should be glad to have the opinion of local alienists on a few specific points, says the New York Post. Does, for example, that peculiar institution, the colored supplement, make for san steadying effect, for young girls to ven tilate their blighted state and house wives their maritaal grudges in col umns entitled “Aid for the Enamor ed,” “For the Unequally Yoked,” etc.? Sir James seems to regard the press as a bulwark against depression mere ly; but over-elation and hysteria are also abnormal symptoms; and it is possible that yellow journalism con tributes just a little too much to the febrile gayety of this nation. Wireless Telegraphy. Wireless telegraphy is steadily growing in importance, and our gov ernment has been among the foremost in turning the method to practical ac count. A plan is under way looking to the creation of a system in the Phil ippines by which communication may be had along the entire coast of those islands through the establishment of a series of stations. The idea is already in effect in this country, where a chain of government wireless stations extends from Portland, Me., to Gal veston, Tex. The value of such a sys tem in communicating official orders, conveying news of storms and for other practical purposes has been fully proved. There is need of a like arrangement in the Philippines. Wire less telegraphy is not yet brought to perfection. There are many difficul ties to overcome before communica tion can be invariably swift and cer tain, but the service is improving and its extended use is justified. A notable tact about the vision of insects and one which it may be sup posed must largely influence their view of the external world is the number of facets or lenses in com pound eyes. A German naturalist, K. Linemann, has been painstaking enough to count the number of facets in the eyes of no fewer than 150 spe cies of beetle. He finds that in the same species .and sex the number increases with the size of the body. There is usually no permanent differ ence between the sexes as to the number of facets. Occasionally, how ever, the difference is marked, as in the case of lampyris splendidula, in which the male has 2,500 and the fe male 300. One species, says the Phil adelphia Record, is noted which has the extraordinary number of 24,000 facets in its eye. The number of facets is greater in the rapidly mov ing active forms than in the more sluggish species. Quail starved to death by thousands 'in the winter of 1904-05, but last win ter they had an easy time except in February and March. From Massa chusetts to Indiana the quail are so, scarce that restocking has become necessary. The birds for this pur pose are hard to find. More than 100, 000 have been captured in Alabama and the southwest, where they still occur in abundance, and have been shipped north for breeding. Even this supply is quite inadequate, and may not last long. The quail, says Country Life in America, is perhaps our most popular game bird, and a market will be found for all that can be produced. Complete success has been had in raising them on a small scale. Why should not some one go into the business on such a scale that he could turn out 100,000 quail per year? ■ A citizen of Kansas City writes that natural gas haB cut down his annual fuel and gas bill from $175 a year to $74, to say nothing of freedom from tending a furnace. Better look over the iceman’s account before announ cing the millennium. In the Arabic there are 600 words with which to designate the camel. Owing to the fact that “the ship of the desert” is about the most ornery brute in creation, some of them are doubtless unfit for publication. Japan is reported to have an nounced its decision to hold in the near future an international exhibi tion. There have also been reports of a proposed fair at Barcelona, Spain. The Jamestown exhibition of 1907 will hardly be an .old story before another great fair is opened in some part of the world. Glasgow locks up a scorcher’s auto mobile for thirty days, but the consti tution of the United States forbids cruel and unusual punishments. A FOOL FOR LOVE By FRANCIS LYNDE AUTHOR OF *‘THB GRAFTERS." ETC. -(Copyright,Utft.by J. P. UppinooeiOo.) CHAPTEB X—Continued. Calvert acquiesced eagerly, scenting possibilities. But when they were out under the frosty stars he had the good sense to walk her up and down in the healing silence and darkness for five full minutes before he ven tured to say what was in his mind. When he spoke it was earnestly and to the purpose, not without eloquence. He loved her; had always loved her, he thought: Could she not,«with time and the will to try, learn to love him? —not as a cousin? She turned quickly and put both hands on his shoulders. “Oh Cousin Billy—don’t!” she fal tered brokenly; and he, seeing at once that he had played the housebreaker where he would fain have been the welcome guest, took his punishment manfully, drawing her arm in his and walking her yet other turns up and down the long platform until his pa tience and the silence had wrought their perfect work. “Does it hurt much?” she asked, softly, after a long time. “You would have to change places with me to know just how much it hurts,” he answered. “And yet you haven't left me quite desolate, Vir ginia. I still have something left— all I’ve ever had, I fancy.” “And that is—” “My love for you, you know. It isn’t at all contingent upon yo.ur yes or no; or upon possession—it never has been, I think. It has never asked ! much except the right to be.” She was silent for a moment. Then she said: “Cousin Billy, I do believe that you are the best mrtn that ever lived. And I am ashamed—ashamed!” “What for?” “If I have spoiled you, ever so lit tle, for some truer, worthier woman.” “You haven’t; you mustn’t take that view of it. I am decently in love with my work—a work that not a few wise men have agreed could best be done alone. I don’t think there will be any other woman. You see, there is only one Virginia. Shall we go in now?” She nodded, but when they reached the Rosemary the returning engine was rattling upon the open siding. Virginia drew back. “I don't want to meet Uncle Somer ville just now,” she confessed. “Can't we climb up to the observation plat form at the other end of the car?” He said yes, and made the affirma tive good by lifting her in his arms over the high railing. Once safely on the car, she bade him leave her. “Slip in quietly and they won't no tice,” she said. “I’ll come presently.” Calvert obeyed, and Virginia stood alone in the darkness. Down in the Utah construction camp lights were darting to and fro; and before long she beard the hoarse puffs of the big octopod, betokening activities. She was shivering a little in the chill wind sliding down from the snow-peaks, yet she would not go in until she had made sure. In a little time her patience was rewarded. The huge engine came storming up the grade on the new line, pushing its three flat-car.;, which were black with clinging men. On the car nearest the locomotive, where the dazzling beam of the headlight pricked him out for her, stood Winton, braced against the lurchings of the train over the uneven track. "God speed you, my love!” she mur mured, softly; and when the gloom of the upper canyon cleft had engulfed man and men and storming engine she turned to go in. She was groping for the doorknob in the darkness made thicker by the glare of the passing headlight when a voice, disembodied for the moment, said: “Wait a minute, Miss Carteret; I’d like to have a word with you.” She drew back quickly. “Is it you, Mr. Jastrow? Let me go in, please.” “In one moment. I have something to say to you—something you ought to hear.” “Can’t it be said on the other side of the door? I am cold—very cold, Mr. Jastrow.” It was his saving hint, but he would not take it. rso, it must be said to you alone. We have at least one thing in com mon, Miss Carteret—you and I. That is a proper appreciation of the suc cessful realities. I—” She stopped him with a quick little gesture of impatience. “Will you be good enough to stand aside and let me go in?” The keen breath of the snow-caps was summer-warm in comparison with the chilling iciness of her manner; but the secretary went on unmoved: “Success is the only thing worth while in this world. Winton will fail, but I shan't. And when I do succeed, I shall marry a woman who can wear the purple becomingly.” “I hope you may, I’m sure,” she answered, wearily. “Yet you will ex cuse me if I say that I don’t under stand how it concerns me, or why you should keep me out here in the cold to tell me about it” “Don’t you? It concerns you very nearly. You are the woman, Miss Carteret.” “Indeed? And if I decline the honor?” The contingency was one for which the suitor seemed not entirely pre pared. Yet he evinced a willingness to meet the hypothesis in a spirit of perfect candor. “You wouldn’t do that, definitely, I fancy. It would be tantamount to driving me to extremities.” "If you will tell me how I can do it ‘definitely,’ I shall be most happy to drive you to extremities, or anywhere else out of my way,” she said, frigidly. . “Oh, I think not,” he rejoined. “You wouldn’t want me to go and tell Mr. Darrah how you have betrayed him to White®. I had the singular good fortune to overhear your con versation—yours and Winton’s, you know; and if Mr. Darrah knew, he would cut you out of his will with very little compunction, don’t you think? And, really, you mustn’t throw yourself away on that Senti mental Tommy of an engineer, Miss Virginia. He’ll never be able to give you the position you’re fitted for.” Since French was a dead language to Mr. Arthur Jastrow, he never knew what it was that Miss Carteret named him. But she left him in no doubt as to her immediate purpose. ‘‘If that be the case, we would bet j ter go and find my uncle at once,” she said in her softest tone; and before he could object she had led the way to the Rajah's working-den stateroom. Mr. Darrah was deep in one of the cipher telegrams when they entered, and he looked up to glare fiercely at one and then the other of the intrud ers. Virginia gave her persecutor no time to lodge his accusation. “Uncle Somerville, Mr. Winton was here an hour ago, as you know, and I told him what you had done—what I had helped you do. Also, I sent him about his business; which is, to win his railroad fight if he can. Mr. Jastrow overheard the conversation, purposely, and as he threatens to turn informer, I am saving him the trou ble. Perhaps I ought to add that he offered to hold his peace if I would promise to marry him.” What the unlucky Jastrow might have said in his own behalf is not to be here set down in peaceful black and white. With the final word of f Virginia’s explanation the fierce old master of men was up and clutching for the secretary’s throat, and the working complement of the Rosemary suffered instant loss. Winton bas outgeneraled us. During the night -be pushed his track up to the disputed crossing, ‘rushed’ the guarded engine, and ditched it.” Virginia felt that she ought to be decorously sorry for relationship’s sake, but the effort ended in a little paean of joy. ‘‘But Uncle Somerville—what will he do?” “He is with McGrath on the engine, getting himself—and us—to the front in a hurry, as you perceive.” “Isn’t it too late to stop Mr. Winton now?” “I don’t know. From what I could overhear I gathered that the ditched engine is still in the way, that they are trying to roll it over into the creek. Bless me! McGrath is getttlng terribly reckless!” this as a spiteful lurch of the car flung them both across the compartment. “Say Uncle Somerville,” she amend ed. “Don't charge it to Mr. McGrath. Can’t we go out on the platform?” “It’s as much as your life is worth,” he asserted, but he opened the door for her. The car was backing swiftly up the grade with the engine behind serving as a “pusher.” At first the fiercely driven snow-whirl made Virginia gasp. Then the speed slackened and she could breathe and see. The shrilling wheels were tracking around a curve into a scanty widening of the canyon. To the left, on the rails of the new line, the big decapod was heaving and grunting in the midst of an army of workmen swarm ing thick upon the overturned guard engine. “Goodness! it’s like a battle!” she shuddered. As she spoke the Rose mary stopped with a jerk and Mc Grath’s fireman darted past to set the spur-track switch. The points were snow-clogged, and the fireman wrestled with the lever, saying words. The delay was meas urable in heart-beats, but it sufficed. The big decapod coughed thrice like a mighty giant in a consumption; the clustering workmen scattered like chaff to a ringing shout of “Stand clear!” and the obstructing mass of iron and steel rolled, wallowing an^ hissing, into the stream. “Rails to the front! Hammermen!” yelled Winton; and the scattered force rallied instantly. But now the wrestling fireman had "GO!" “You'H spy upon a membeh of mythrown the switch, and at the Rajah’s family, will you, sen! he stormed. “Out with you, bag and baggage, befo’ I lose my tempeh and forget what is due to this young lady you have in sulted, seh, with your infamous pro posals! Faveh me instantly, while you hare a leg to run with! Go!” Jastrow disappeared; and when the door closed behind him Virginia faced her irate clan-chief bravely. “He was a spy, and he would have been a traitor—for a consideration, Uncle Somerville. But I am little bet ter. What will you do to me?” The Rajah’s wrath evaporated quick ly, and a shrewd smile, not unkindly, wrinkled the ruddy old face. “So it was a case of the trappeh trapped, was it, my deah? I’m sor ry—right sorry. I might have known how it would be; a youngeh man would have known. But you have done no unpahdonable mischief. Misteh Winton would have found out for himself in a few hours at furthest, and we are ready for him now.” “Oh, dear!” she said. “Then he will be beaten?” “Unquestionably. Faveh me by go ing to bed, my deah. Your roses will suffeh sadly for all this excitement, I feah. Good night.” CHAPTER XI. It seemed to Virginia that she had but just fallen asleep when she was rudely awakened by the jar and grind of the Rosemary’s wheels on snow covered rails. Drawing the curtain, she found that a new day was come, gray and misty white in the gusty swirl of a mountain snow-squall. Without disturbing the sleeping Bessie, she dressed quickly and slipped out to see what the early morning change of base portended. The com mon room was empty when she en tered :lt, but before she could cross to the door the Reverend Billy came in, stamping the snow from his feet. “What is it?” she asked, eagerly. “Are we off for California?” “No, it’s some more of the war. command the Rosemary shot out on the spur to be thrust with locked brakes fairly into the breach left de fenseless by the ditched engine. With a mob-roar of wrath the infuriated track-layers made a rush for the new obstruction. But Winton was before them. “Hold on!” he shouted, bearing them back with outflung arms. “Hoid on, men, for God’s sake! There are women in that car!” The wrathful wave broke and ed died murmurous while a square-shoul dered old man with fierce eyes and huge white mustaches, and with an extinct cigar between his teeth, clam bered down from the Rosemary's en gine to say: "Hah! a ratheh close connection, eh, Misteh Winton? Faveh me with a match, if you please, seh. May I assume that you won’t tumble my pri vate car into the ditch?” Winton was white-hot, but he found a light for the Rajah’s cigar, easing his mind only as he might with Vir ginia looking on. “I shall be more considerate of the safety of the ladies than you seem to be, Mr. Darrah,” he retorted. “You are taking long chances in this game, sir.” The Rajah’s laugh rumbled deep In his throat. “Not so vehy much longer than you have been taking during the past fo’tnight, my deah seh. But neveh mind; all’s fair in love or war, and we appeah to be having a little of both up heah in Qua’tz creek, hah?” Winton flushed angrily. It was no light thing to be mocked before his men, to say nothing of Miss Carteret standing within arm’s reach on the railed platform of the Rosemary. “Perhaps I shall give you back that word before we are through, Mr. Dar rah,” he snapped. Then to the eddy ing mob-wave: “Tools up, boys. We camp here for breakfast. Flanagan, send the 215 down for the cook’s out fit” (TO BE CONTINUED.) wi Viewpoint of a Bachelor. Iris—I wonder why you are so pop ular with the widows? Jack—I guess they feel sorry for me because I haven’t been anybody’s first choice. Beat Him to It. Riley—Did you invite your friend from Kentucky to take a drink when you met him downtown? Smiley—I should say not He didn’t give me a chance. MAKING POINTS CF BEAUTY. Possibilities in What May Be Called Waste Corners. Paradoxical as it sounds, the ugli est places in a house may often be made Its most salient points of beauty. I remember once staying in an old fashioned country place whose possi bilities would have seemed nil to the average owner, yet, which was really a most charming habitation because of its mistress’ taste. In her living room was an open fire place. Not a real bit of colonial, not a modern Dutch tiled affair, but a great yawning, smoke-blackened aper ture, whose sole purpose in life seemed to be to hold fire dogs and burning logs when the weather de manded. To this uninviting chasm this clev er woman carried big earthenware pans, borrowed from her dairy, and these she kept filled through all the warm months with whatever nature offered her. The first spring flowers and green leaves that showed them selves in April; daisies, when they 'came, masses of delicate Queen Anne’s lace, bunches of yellow golden rod, clusters of gorgeously-tinted au tumn leaves; and every one who came into that room exclaimed in voluntarUy at the beauty of that fire place. I knew another great rambling old house that was possessed of an ener mous number of unnecessary land ings and halls. Waste room, the woman who lived there cheerfully called it, but she made the most of it. She gave up all notion of a reg ular sitting-room and developed an astonishing number of delightful cor ners that were cozy in more than name. You went up a short flight of steps and were confronted by a cushioned seat, a table littered with magazines, a comfortable reading lamp and a tiny corner bookcase. Another, and you found an open desk with writing materials spread invitingly before you. You turned a corner, and an embryo conservatory, with a twitter ing canary bird to keep you company, provided a joy of rest for your jaded eyes. That woman had a great reputation as a matchmaker—a reputation which she laughingly disclaimed. “I never made a match in my life,” she said. “If people will get engaged under my roof, please blame the house, not me.” There is scarcely a home that has .not tried its mistress’ soul because of some special nook that refuses to blend with the conventional arrange ment of furniture. Try devoting it to some special thing, a potted plant, a comfortable lounging place, a niche for curiosities; it may be worth your while.—Washington Star. Fruit Shower and Luncheon. A bride-to-be has just been given a fruit shower and luncheon by a dozen of her girl friends. Each was asked to bring some sort of fruit, a list be ing made to prevent duplication. The jars of fruit were concealed about the dining-room, and the bride-elect was started upon a hunt for them. All sorts of canned fruits, jellies, marma lades and preserves were contributed. Each jar was attractively wrapped in white tissue paper or put in a box. The luncheon consisted of deviled crabs, olives, hot rolls, currant jelly, tomato salad, lettuce sandwiches and coffee. The ice cream was served in paper cases representing slippers, and the individual cakes were round, cov ered with icing, and on the top of each stood a tiny china doll dressed in white satin with a long tulle veil. After the guests had finished eating, they were asked by the hostess to re cite aloud their favorite recipe and best wish. The recipes were then col lected and given to the bride-elect for future use. The Ubiquitous Plaid. Is extremely popular just now. Plaid velvets are seen as well as silks and woolen goods. Children and grown-ups, too, will wear plaids of every description. It even appears on hats, particu larly those for small people. A fetching red hat for a little per son has a flatcrown of velvet with a full floppy brim of gray plaid silk. Whole gowns are made of plaid cloth or silk, walking suits are made of plaid stuffs, and the most fascinat ing blouses seen in a long time are of taffeta silk, showing the plaids of the various clans. Blue and green predominate as a combination in this season's goods. Plaid serges, too, will be a feature in materials. Some of the newest designs show, in addition to the plaid, a satin stripe in a solid color, dividing the material into still larger squares. Buy the Best. The wise woman never buys cheap things, says a writer. The woman who wants her money to go as far as pos sible never buys cheap things. The woman who wants her family to look well, and herself to look well, never buys cheap things. They have all learned the expensivenes of some sorts of economy. It applies to all branches of family shopping. Cheap food destroys the digestions of the household, and the doctor’s bills more than make up the difference. It pays to feed a family well. 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