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Loup City Northwestern J. W. BURLEIGH, Publisher LOUP CITY, - - NEBRASKA NEVER ALONE ON THE SEA, An interesting estimate of the pres ent application of the wireless tele graph leads to the surprising conclu sion that, along the North Atlantic routes, a steamer fitted with only the least powerful instruments is never distant out of call from another steam er or the shore. To be sure, the num her of ships which are equipped to pick up communication with ene coast promptly upon losing it to the other coast is relatively few. But so gen erally are the liners, small as well as large, provided with apparatus which enables them to send and receive mes sages over a distance of say, 200 miles, that a message in event of emergency directed at any point of the course is pretty sure to be picked up. The ves sel as she proceeds across the ocean comes into zone after zone where an other vessel, know n to be equipped with the wireless, will be according to comparative schedules. A recently is sued chart shows the frequency of these intersections of lines of commu nication by ships which are equipped •with the instruments. Tuberculosis, according 10 medical science, is a communicable, preventa ble and curable disease. It is.. how ever. a disease for which no specific remedy has been found. Its preven tion and cure are matters entirely of hygienic living, but in this respect it is not unlike a majority of ihe physical derangements that kill men premature ly. If personal cleanliness, sanitary housing and wholesome diet were the rule instead of the exception the gen eral health of the community would, of course, be vastly better than it is. Hence the knowledge of hygiene which the tuberculosis exhibit is dis seminating will unquestionably bring down the death rate not only from the white plague, hut from most, if not all other, non-congenital diseases. If the decisions which the courts are just now giving out about domestic and matrimonial affairs could be gath ered together, they would make inter esting reading. Lately, the obligation of a man to support a woman who marries him on a nominal income, showing thereby her folly, was mooted in the courts, the judges dividing on this matter. Now a New Jersey judge decides that poor cooking is not suffi cient excuse for a man to leave his otherwise happy home. He added that marriage is a lottery; that a man knows he takes chances, and that il he draws a blank in the cookery line he must stand by his bargain. And yet women keep on complaining of the "man-made law.'* Switzerland has declared war on "cart-wheel" millinery. The big hats which have had so much vogue among the women are to he classed as bicy cle wheels on Swiss railways, and will have to be conveyed in the luggage vans. The official notice reads as fol lows: "Ladies' hats more than Sir;, inches in diameter will, according to article 117 of the railway tariff adopted in February, 1906, henceforth be re garded as wheels. Any lady wearing a hat of larger dimensions who desires to travel by a Swiss passenger train must either ride in the luggage van oi deposit her hat with the luggage guard and enter the passengers’ carriage bare-headed.” Singularly enough the government of Japan joins the government of Russia in denouncing and suppressing the works of Count Leo Tolstoy. As the great Russsian writer is a free thinker, and not what is known as an orthodox Russian, the reason for ab juring his works in that country is l>oth religious and governmental for the tough old count, if not a nihilist, is something equally as good. In Japan, however, they do not care for his religionus aberrations, but they consider his political teachings demor alizing to the youth of the nation. Ltet the average kidnaper know that for his attempted crime he will, if de tected, pay with his life—either give him a life imprisonment or mete out tc him the same punishment which is given to murderers—and he will find this dastardly occupation not worth his while. Maudlin sympathy ig wasted upon the kidnaper, as only strenuous methods' *wiir stamp out such vermin, afcd ft is to be hoped that the recent demonstration of its hor rors will prove that more stringent laws governing its punishment arc needed. Fewer auto arrests are being made in New York. That is one sign that the crusade against the "scorchers” and the baby slayers is getting in its work. There is a wholesome scare among the chauffeurs who have been in the habit of defying the speed laws and running away after running down victims. Some of the impatient waiters out on the rural routes may by this time think congress has decided to take garden seeds off the free list. The fishing season is surely open. The story comes from California of a fish caught near a town there which is blue-eyed and bearded like a goat. It is added that the fish is iridescent. So it may also be added, is the story—in fact, probably even more highly col ored than the fish. The warship Mississippi was not blown up, and the Italian anarchist did not make passes at the ex-president. Who is this wireless comedian in the mid-Atlantic, anyway? AFFAIR OF THE PANAMA HAT BY AN EX-OPERATIVE OF THE SECRET SERVICE CAPTAIN DICKSON TELLS OF ACQUIRING AN UGLY SCAR EARLY IN HIS CAREER prow of the boat grated on the beach and four men stepped out. I had only counted on two. In my hurried ride I had planned out my course of action. I had read somewhere of a soldier capturing a company of the enemy singlehanded, and 1 intended to follow his plan. "As the four men advanced up the shelving hank 1 gave a tense command to an imaginary posse hid hack in the shadows and. with my revolver leveled 1 stepped out into the moonlight, cov ering the neatest of the men. “This trick may have worked with soldiers, hut it certainly didn't go with border outlaws. No sooner had I stepped front the shadows than the four men reached for their guns, at the same instant dropping flat upon the ground, where they were almost invisible. "1 took hurried aim at the foremost man and pulled the trigger. The hammer fell with a metallic click, which rang sharp and distinct in the still air. Then, with a sickening sinking of the heart, I remembered that in my hasty departure 1 had failed to load the revolver. I was unarmed and at the mercy of the out law's. “These incidents had happened with marvelous swiftness. Instantly there was a flare of light, a loud report, and a bullet sang uncomfortably close to my ear. It was the first time 1 was ever under fire. There was a second flash, and my right arm dropped limp ly to my side. I sprang for the shad ow's of the cottonwoods just as the third revolver cracked. The bullet cut across the back of my neck and I fell unconscious. “When I came to myself 1 was in "The ij’.en jerked me out of the boat with small ceremony when we reached the shore. I moaned piteous ly and lay limp and inert, clutching the hat with niv left hand, the writ ing underneath. As they packed me up the bank 1 dropped the hat in the shadow of a bush. After this I be came unconscious from the pain of my wounds. "I came to in a small room with a single window up near the ceiling. It was heavily barred with iron, between which I could see a single star, so I knew that it was still night. I lay there for a long time, it seemed, half conscious and utterly resigned. I was suffering too much and was too weak from loss of blood to care whether I lived or died. In fact, I think I pre ferred to die. The smugglers had not dressed my wounds and 1 felt that I was slowly bleeding to death, it was beyond my strength to make any ef fort to escape. “I had dozen off again. I suppose, when the report of shots awakened me. A battle seemed to be in progress about the building, but 1 was too weak to more than raise myself upon my good elbow for a moment; then I fell back panting and exhausted. The rattle of firearms grew less dis tinct, as if the shots were coming from a great distance .and 1 slept again. "The next I knew Jarrall was bend ing over me. I was in bed and very weak. It was the room where I had stopped in Presidio. I felt that it was a Hallucination of my feverish brain. "it was little that I did towards my recovery. Jarrall did it all. By force of his personality he nursed me back ^17ESi J ,,i‘* i,roniise t0 tel1 >ou ** V how I got this wound,” re Jl plied t’apt. Dickson, w'hen I recalled his mention, in a former reminiscence, of the ugly scar on the back of his neck. "It happened when I was voting in the service, and it was due to my am bition and foolhardiness, a combina tion that is dangerous in any ones system. The adventure came near costing me my life. 1 have always connected that affair with a Panama hat. A Panama hat got me into trouble and got me out again, in the end saving nty life." "The Chinese exclusion act has giv en a lot of trouble to the government in one way and another, but the con sequence I am most familiar with is the smuggling of coolies into this country through Mexico and Canada. Coolie labor is cheap, and it is a profit able job to slip a bevy of them across the frontier. 'Things began to take a lively turn as soon as 1 reached Presidio, my headquarters, a village of mud huts and rambling shanties on the Rio Grande. I left the Southern Pacific at Nopal and rode many weary miles across country. Over the river, in Mexico, was the dirty village of Presi dio del Norte, it is impossible to imagine a more forsaken looking place. The Rio Conchos. a river of uncertain habits, flowed into the Rio Grande here. It was by means of. this river that coolies were brought to Presidio de! Norte. "I had arrived in Presidio wearing a heavy Scotch hat. It had been cooi when 1 left Washington and this was my first trip to the Texas border. I saw at once that my hat was a back number. Jarrail. the customs officer, suggested that I get a Panama, telling me that I could secure a smuggled one at a reasonable price from a dealer in the village. "He said he knew they were smug gled. but that there was no remedy for it as the government didn't think it of sufficient importance to put its agents on the case, and he was pow erless without them. I took his ad vice and bought a Panama, the largest and whitest anil most conspicuous one. "The next morning after my arrival I crossed over to the Mexican village, to look around a bit and see if I couldn't pick up some valuable infor mation. I was wandering about, star ing at the crude hats and the naked babies, when I encountered an Ameri can wearing a hat that was a dupli cate of my own, only his showed marks of hard usage. "'Hello!’ he said, 'when did you get in?' "I was on the point of telling him that he had made a mistake, but something prompted me to play him along and see what- he was up to. I merely replied: “ ‘Yesterday.’ “'Where is Munson?- he queried, looking me over carefully. " 'He will be here later,' I replied at a venture. “ 'Now let’s get down to business,' he began. “ 'All right,’ I replied. “'We have 300 coming down to night,' he said, 'and 200 more in three days. The boats are ready and Man uel is in charge at Huataz so there isn't a chance for anything to go wrong at that end of the line.' “He paused a moment to mix an other highball which he swallowed at a gulp. " You know where to meet us to night?’ he queried. “ 'The instructions haven't been too plain,’ I replied. “ 'Hlante that mutton-headed India:*,’ he swore. ’1 might have known that he couldn't get anything straight. Well, 1 will have to tell you all over again. You and Munson be at the cot tonwood towhead two miles above town at 11:30 to-night to check up the cattle and pay over the money. Take the north trail from Presidio and turn to the left at the giant cactus. You can't miss the way. It is about two miles. The cattle-path at the cactus will lead von out to the landing at the towhead. Andrews and I will come over with the first boat and we ca,n check up as they land. I suppose you have the papers,’ he concluded. “ No, Munson has them,' I ventured, feeling sure that if Munson didn't have them I did not know where they were. “ Well, be sure than Munson brings them along,' he admonished. "This concluded the interview and I lost no time in getting back across the river to tell Jarrall of my adven ture. He was delighted at my luck. “At five minutes after ten I heard horses' hoofs pounding the sand to the south. 1 could almost have shout ed, for I was sure that it was Davis and his rangers. It was only the mes senger whom we had dispatched in the morning. He was covered with gray dust and his throat was so choked he couldn't speak. He literally fell from his horse before Jarrall's door, and we had to support him as he staggered into the room. A few drinks put him on his feet, and then he told us that the rangers were not at their headquarters but had gone in pursuit of a band of cattle thieves. "•Well, we can go after them our selves.' i said. ‘There will only be two against two and we will have the advantage by surprising them,’ Jarrall looked at me in blank sur prise. “ 'You must be crazy, man. to sug gest such a thing. 1 am not counted a coward, but 1 wouldn’t undertake the job without at least half a dozen good men at my back, for all the gold in the world. It would mean certain death for both of us. No, i am not a candidate for the undertaker just yet.’ "With that 1 buckled on my revolver and started for the door. " I wouldn't do that, old man,' Jar rall breathed, a look of real concern displacing the amused expression that had so nettled me. 'My CJod, man, you I >■ / fee/r fti/mw/!/#tfr /HEfmmr /fm And Pviled MMG££. don't know what you are doing, i haven't lived on the border ten years for nothing. You wilt be killed. I can't—I won't permit it.' "I turned on him and snarled in his face: '“ You are not big enough to hold me and you can't keep me any other way unless you shoot me. and 1 don't think you want to commit murder.’ “1 poured out a volume of vile abuse for which 1 was afterwards heartily ashamed. “ 'I am going,’ I concluded, and with that l sprang out of the house and set off at a run for the north trail. •• 'Wait until 1 get my gun and I will go with you,’ Jarrall shouted after me, but. I paid no attention to him. "It was half-mist, ten. and I knew it would be a tight race to be at the ap pointed place on time. The messen i ger's horse was standing before the door. 1 mounted it and set out at a i rapid rate for the trail. It was a wild ride through the chaparral that night, ! my heart beating time to the pounding : of the horse s hoofs. At the giant | cactus I hobbled the pony and has | tened, on foot, down the cattle-trail towards the river. “As I came in sight of the water, shining white and silvery through the i bushes, I could make out the bulk of i boat approaching. 1 gripped my revol | ver nervously and waited for it to j land. The cottonwood trees cast i heavy shadows where I crouched, and this gave me the advantage of the smugglers, for the moonlight was al most as brilliant as sunlight. The the bottom of a boat and the four men were paddling with might and main for the Mexican shore. Here was s. pretty mess my rashness had dragged me into. 1 realized that the men would show me no mere}', that death prob ably awaited me at the landing. But I was mistaken in this. They did not know that I had recovered conscious ness and I could hear what they said when they paused in their furious row ing to catch their breath. “They seemed highly excited over my single-handed attempt to capture them. One of them, a Mexican, wanted to kill me at once, but the American wouldn't hear to it. He advised that I be revived and made to tell just what I knew. This met with general ap proval, and it was decided that 1 should be taken to the house that I had visited that morning in company with the American. They were go ing to hold me a prisoner there until they had gained the information Ihey wanted, and then they were going to make an end of me. “They stopped talking and resumed their paddling. I was in the heavy shadows at the bottom of the boat, and when I noticed that my big Pana ma hat was resting on my chest an idea came to me. I fished a pencil stub from a pocket and, with my left hand, scrawled a message to Jarrall on the brim of the big hat. It was a miserable effort, and I feared it would be unintelligible. I told him of my capture, that I was wounded, and be ing taken to the house with the broken column. to life and health, and when 1 got strong enough to talk and tried to apologize to him and ask his forgive ness for my abominable conduct he would not permit it. He was a man and a gentleman, at all times. "One day he told me how he had come to rescue me. "He had followed after me when I ran from the house, only stopping long enough to get his gun. This de lay had allowed me to mount the horse and secure a good start. He knew it was useless to follow on foot, and he had lost further time catching a pony and saddling it. “Refore he managed to reach the giant cactus where I had hobbled my horse, he heard the firing at the land ing. He had arrived at the river in time to see the boat landing at the farther shore. “As soon as the bandits had left, he swam his horse across the stream and found my hat. His pony struck it with a hoof and knocked it out into the moonlight. He had picked it up and found the message upon the brim. “Appreciating that pursuit was use less, he had hastened back to Presidio to secure assistance. - He met Capt. Davis and ten rangers on the way. They had returned to camp sooner than was expected, and seeing Jar rail’s note, had pushed on to Presidio without, rest. “The rangers then committed a breach of international law. With Jarrall for guide, they had invaded Mexico and rescued me.” (Copyright, 190S, by W. G. Chapman.) (Copyright in Great Britain,) Declared Worse Than Cancer Of the Two, Pangs of Toothache Are Less Easy to Bear. “You of the younger generation,” said the dentist, severely, "don’t appre ciate the importance of the conquest of toothache that dentistry has made. "Toothache is the worst torture that ever afflicted mankind. Its pains— ’lancinating' they are technically called —are worse than the pains of cancer., Worse than cancer; that is the truth; I have heard it from physicians, I have heard it from three old people whom cancer finally killed. They all said that the pain of cancer at its worst was mild beside the pain of the worst toothache. “Toothache drove DeQuincey to opium-eating. DeQuincey, too, says in his ‘Opium Eater’—like all dentists, l have the passage by heart: “ ‘No stronger expression of tooth ache's intensity and scorching fierce ness can be imagined than this fact— that, within my private knowledge, two persons, who had suffered alike under toothache and cancer, have pro nounced the former to be, on the scale of torture, by many degrees the worse. In both, there are at times lancinating pangs—keen, glancing, arrowy radia tions of anguish; and upon these the basis of comparison is rested— paroxysm against paroxysm—with the result that I have stated.’ " An Accessible Governor. 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Barnum, the veteran missionary of the American board in eastern Turkey, to suggest what in his judgment will promote popular ed ucation and social reform. Cause for Relief. An Alabama man tells of an unique funeral oration delivered in a town of that state not long ago by a darky preacher. Now, it seems that the habits of the deceased brother had not been irre proachable, to the great scandal of the worthy pastor of the flock. So, in summing up the case at the funeral, the preacher delivered himself of the following: “My brethren and sisters, we are here to pay our last sad respects to our departed brother. Some says he was a good man, and some says he was a bad man. Where he has gone to we can’t tell, but in our grief we have one consolation, and that is— he's dead.” « LIGHT BOOZE Do You Drink It? A minister's wife had quite a tussle with coffee and her experience is in teresting. She says: ‘‘During the two years of my train ing as a nurse, while on night duty, I became addicted to coffee drinking. Be tween midnight and four in the morn ing, when the patients were asleep, there was little to do except make the rounds, and it was quite natural that I should want a good, hot cup of cof fee about that time. It stimulated me and I could keep awake better. “After three or four years of coffee drinking I became a nervous wreck and thought that I simply could not live without my coffee. All this time I was subject to frequent bilious at tacks, sometimes so severe as to keep me in bed for several days. "After being married. Husband begged me to leave off coffee for he feared that it had already hurt me almost beyond repair, so I resolved to make an effort to release myself from the hurtful habit. “I began taking Postum, and for a few days felt the languid, tired feeling from the lack of the stimulant, hut I liked the taste of Postum and that answered for the breakfast beverage all rig^it. “Finally I began to feel clearer head ed and had steadier nerves. After a year’s use of Postum I now feel like a new woman—have not hac! any bilious attacks since I left off coffee.” “There’s a Reason.” Read “The Road to Wellville,” in pkgs. Ever read tbe above letter f A »ew one appearn from time to time. ‘IMiey are seanine, true, and tall ot hnmaa latereat KNEW APPROPRIATE THING. Clerk May Have Meant Well, But It Is Somewhat Doubtful If He Made a Sale. Clerks in bookstores are exported to know the inside of every book, and to be able to advise prospective custom ers much as a doctor prescribes for a patient. A writer in Tit Hits relates the following rather one-sided conver sation which took place in a book store. The lady entered in a hurry. "I've only got a little time," she said to the clerk, "and I want to get my husband a book for his birthday. Show me what }rou have. “I don't want anything too expen sive, and I don’t want anything cheap, either. He's a mild-mannered man, and not fond of sports, so don't show me anything in that line. And don't show me anything in the way of trashy novels; and I might as well say right off that you can't persuade me to buy history or biography. “I'm in a dreadful hurry, and I've wasted too much time here already. Of course you don't know my hus band, but from all I've said can’t, you suggest something appropriate?" "Yes, ma'am,'’ said the clerk, hum bl.v, looking along the shelves. "Here's a book called ‘How to Manage a '/.lik ing Machine.’ ’’ BRIGHT IDEA. 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