The Loup City northwestern. (Loup City, Neb.) 189?-1917, September 12, 1912, Image 8
I Buy a Home Where The Heaviest Crops in the State are Produced ^ggsarTrir-r-.-ocs.1 jjFree Transportation jj uin T.nnH Sppkprs )j One of the Heaviest Producing Counties in the fr'tate for the Past Twelve Years TH K FCIDU68LA NI) 1N VESTMENT COMPANY of 6IUNFY. NEliKASKA. ha- owr 1-.UUO acres of choice farming lami now on the market: for sale at from S25 to S3 per acr«-: one half rash ami the balance in three to five year with interest nt at *1 jx*rceut j*er annum. We *>lso have a few quarters that we can take from $:>00 to $1,000 as first pay ment. Cbe»enne county, Nebras ka, is «>ne of the urnst favor bly located counties in the western part of the slate: sit uvted as it is between the two great Platte rivers, and pro tected by the Rocky moun tain range to the south aud weet, they do not experience the hot winds that are so pre ralent in some part*. We will contract to show von tnanv fields < f wheat hat # w in your estimation "ill yield 38 bushels per acre: rye L'S: flax 15: corn 40 “at* <>0: jnXatoes 100: altalfa seed 5 and other staph - equal ly good in proportion. Remember you are not in verting your money in an arid region or desert, but where it sure to bring you good return*. Buying land is apure business proposition. You want to invest your money somewhere *o that you will be assured of certain sat isfactory returns. Cheyenne j county :and is the one invest ment that absolutely insures positive returns. You cannot find a section in the west which offers as many opportunities to the farmer and investor as Cheyenne county. We are selling the l>est laud in the world for the money and at a figure that can ap}>eal only to level head ed, successful business farm ers and investor*. You mns see what we have, and we want you to see it, and to in vestigate every phase and con dition surrounding it If you want to better your condition: if you want to live in a delightful climate; if you want to enjoy life to the full - start planning today to bu\ a farm in Cheyenne county and arrange to go out with us on our next excursion. September 17th, 1912, For information regarding our free transportation offer to land Maker*, and full information in detail regarding Chey enne county, NVbraaka land*, call on or write J. W. Dougal.j Loup City, Nebr. Special Representative CHAPTER |. A Chance Encounter, you know. boy. yon ought mat to get la my way?" The tide wa» ai its ebb: the boats stranded afar, and the lad addressed had started, with a fish—his wage— la eas hand, to walk to shore, wbea. passing into the shadow of the ram part at the Governor's Mount, irons the opposite direction a white horse »»eng suddenly around a comer at the .i one masonry and bore directly • T<m him He had but time to step **»de: as K was. the animal grazed hs» shoulder, and the boy. about to give utterat.. e to a natural remon strance lifted his eyes to the offend er The words were not lorthcomlng; surprised, he gazed at a tiny girl, of atom eleven, perched fairy like on the hnoad hack at the heavy steed. "Don't yea know you ought not to get M my way?” she repeated lm The hoy. tall. dark, unkempt as a young savage, shitted awkwardly; his black eyes, restless enough ordinarily, expressed a sodden sfcynees In the presence of this unexpected and dainty creature 1—didn’t see you." he half stam "Well. yon should have!" And again the little lady frowned, shook her dis ordered golden curls disapprovingly and gaaed at him. a kwh of censure la her brown eyes. “Bat perhaps you don’t know who I am." she went on with a lift of the patrician dell like feature* 1 don't think you do. or you wouldn’t stand there tike a booby, without taking off your hat." More embarrassed, he removed a warn cap while she continued to re gard him with the reverse of ap psoeaL "1 am the Comteese Kliae." she ekes raid; "the daughter of the Governor of the Mount.” “Oh” said the boy. and his glance slsiesC feature of the" landscape. Carrying Its clustered burden of bouses and palaces, a great rock reared Itself from the monotony of the bare and blinding sands. Now an oasis In the desert, ere night was over he knew the in-rushing waters would convert It into an Island; claim it for the sea! A strange kingdom, yet a mighty one, it belonged alter nately to the land and to the ocean. With the sky, however, It enjoyed perpetual affiliation, for the heavens were ever wooing It; now winding pretty ribbons of light about its air drawn castles; then kissing it with 1 the tender, soft red glow of celestial fervor. ''Tea; 1 live right on top among the clouds, in a castle, with dungeons un derneath. where my father puts the bad people who don’t like the nobles and King Louis XVI. But where,’’ categorically, “do you live?” His gaze turned from the points and turrets and the clouds she spoke of—that seemed to linger about the lofty summit—to the mainland, per haps a mile distant. “There!” he said, and specifically indicated a dark fringe, like a cloud on the lowlands. “In the woods! How odd!" She | looked at him with faint interest. “And don't th* bears bother you? ■ Once when I wanted to see what the I woods were like, my nurse told me ‘ they were filled with terrible bears who would eat up little girls. I don't have a nurse any more,” irrelevantly, ■ “only a governess who came Worn the court of Versailles, and Beppo. Do you know Beppo?” “No.” “I don't like him” she confided. “He is always listening. But why do ! you live in the woods?" “Because!” The reason failed him. “And didn’t you ever live anywhere else?” A shadow crossed the dark young face. “Once,” he said. “I suppose the bears know you,” she speculated, “and that is the rea I son they let you alone. Or, perhaps, , they are iike the wolf in the fairy i tale. Did you ever bear of the kind : hearted wolf?” He shook his head. “My nurse used to tell it to me. Well, once there was a boy who was an orphan and everybody hated him. So he went to live in the forest and there he met a wolf. 'Where are you gcing. little boy?’ said the wolf. ’No where.' said the bey; 'I have no home.’ ‘No home!’ said the kind-hearted wolf; 'then come with me, and you shall share my cave.’ Isn't that a nice story?” He looked at her in a puzzled man ner. “I don't know,” he began, when she tossed her head. “What a stupid boy!” she exclaimed severely. A moment she studied him tentatively A rough her curls, from the vantage point of her elevated seat. “That’s a big flsh,” she re marked, after a pause. “Do you want it?” he asked quickly, his face brightening. “You can give it to Beppo when he comes,” she said, drawing herself up loftily. “He 11 be here soon. I’ve run away from him!” A sudden smile re placed her brief assumption of dig nity. “He’ll be so angry! He’s fat and ugly,” more confidentially. “And he’s so amusing when he's vexed! But how much do you ask for the fish?” ‘I didn’t mean—to sell it!” “Why not?" “I—don’t sell fish.” “Don’t sell flsh!” She looked at the clothes, frayed and worn, the bare muscular throat, the sunburned legs. “You meant to give it to me?” “Yes.” The girl laughed. “What a funny boy!” His cheek flushed; from beneath the matted hair, the disconcerted black eyes met the mocking brown ones. . ^ “Of course I can’t take it for noth ing,” she explained, “and it is very absurd of you to expect it” ‘Then,” with sudden stubbornness, “I will keep It!” Her glance grew more severe. “Most people speak to me as *my lady.’ You seem to have forgotten. Or perhaps you have been listening to some of those silly persons who talk about everybody being born equal. I’ve heard my father, the governor, speak of them and how he has put some of them in his dungeons. You’d better not talk that way, or he may shut you up in some teiVible dark hole beneath the castle.” “I’m not afraid!” The black eyes shone. “Then you must be a very wicked boy. It would serve you right if 1 was to tell.” “You can!” “Then I won’t! Besides, I’m not a telltale!" She tossed her curls and went on. “I’ve heard my father say these people who want to be called ‘gentilhomme’ and ‘monsieur’ are low and ignorant; they can’t even read and write.” Again uie rea nue rnanuea ine boy’s cheek. “I don’t believe you can!" she exclaimed shrewdly and clapped her hands. “Can you now?” He did not answer. “‘Monsieur!’ ‘Gentilhomme!’ ” He stepped closer, his face dark; but whatever reply he might have made was interrupted by the sound of a horse’s hoofs and the abrupt ap pearance, from the direction the child had come, of a fat, irascible-looking man of middle age, dressed in livery. “Oh, here you are, my lady!” His tone was far from amiable; as he spoke he pulled up his horse with a vicious Jerk. “A pretty chase you’ve led me!” She regarded him indifferently. “If you will stop at the inn, Beppo—” The man’s irate glance fell. “Who is this?” “A boy who doesn’t want to sell his fish,” said the girl merrily. “Oh!” The man’s look expressed a quick recognition. “A fine day's work is this—to bandy words with—” Abruptly he raised his whip. “What do you mean, sirrah, by stopping my lady?” A fierce gleam in the lad's eyes be lied the smile on his lips. “Don’t beat me, good Beppo!” he said in a mock ing voice, and stood, alert, lithe, like a tiger ready to spring. The man hes itated; his arm dropped to his side. The very spot!” he said, looking around him. A moment the boy waited, then turned on his heel and, without a word, walked away. Soon an angle in the sea-well, girdling the Mount, hid him from view. “Why didn’t you strike him?” Quiet ly the child regarded the man. “Were you afraid?” Beppo's answering look was not one of affection for his charge. “Who is he?” “An idle vagabond.” “What is his name?” “I don’t know.” “Don’t you?” ( A queer expression .sprang into his eyes. “One can’t remember every peasant brat,” he returned evasively. She considered him silently; then: “Why did you say, ‘The very spot?’” she asked. \ “Did I? I don’t remember. But it's time we were getting back. Come, my lady!” And Beppo struck his horse smartly. CHAPTER II. An Echo of the Past. Immovable on its granite base, the great rock, or “Mount,” as it had been called for centuries, stood some distance from the shore in a vast bay on the northwestern coast of France. To the right, a sweep of sward and marsh stretched seaward, until lost In the distance; to the left, lay the dense Desaurac forest, from which an arm of land, thickly wooded, reached out in seeming endeavor to divide the large bay into two smaller basins. But the ocean, jealous of territory al ready conquered, twice in twenty-four hours rose to beat heavily on this dark promontory, and, in the angry hiss of the wate.s, was a reminder of a persistent purpose. Here and there, through the ages, had the shore-line of the bay, as well as the neighbor ing curvatures of the coast, yielded to the assaults of the sea; the Mount alone, solidly indifferent to blandish ment or attack, maintained an un varying aspect. For centuries a monastery and fort ress of the monks, at the time of I,ouis XVI. the Mount had become a stronghold of the government, strong ly ruled by one of its most inexorable nobles. Since his appointment many years before to the post, my lord, the governor of the rock, had ever been regarded as a man who conceded nothing to the people and pursued only the set tenure of his way. Dur ing the long period of his reign he committed but one indiscretion; gen erally regarded as a man confirmed in apathy for the gentler sex, he sud denly, when already past middle age, wedded. Speculation concerning a step so unlooked for was naturally rife. In hovel and hut was it whispered the bride Claire, only daughter of the Comtesse de la Mart, had wept at the altar, but that her mother had ap peared complacent, as well she might; for the Governor of the Mount and * WHY RENT When you can get a farm of your own. What you will pay as rent for another year will pay the downpayment on Golden Prairie Farm. Wheat like this is thresh ing 30 to 40 bushel per acre. Oats are runing 60 to 75 bu. per acre a d h gher You can get a farm, 1, Level or but slightly rolling; 2, Olay loam soil; 3,Pure well water; 4, Near town, 1 to 6 miles, all for $16, $17.60 or $20 an acre. A few pieces at $22.60 and $25. One-fifth down rest on crop paymens. Hrvfr WinHc No extreme heat in summer or extreme cold in winter; west af the sand hills of Ne 1 * v E 1 v K 1,11 braska: well grassed, fertile prairie free from alkali, sagebrush, gumbo or bardpan, Pure well water, tine climate, Write The Federal Land and Securities Go. Cheyenne, Wyo the surround . . . . and power;-:!; hU - . _r . wide, even to tv.-. . number of tu ay.: . r;- d-: that paid him large community. Ctne .srips, bend ing over peat :e.- .vithia i ,d vd.s. affirmed—beneath their breath, ie. the spies oi the weil-h..tcd lord c the Xorth might tear them!—that th mo'e popu t.r, though irn; c-verisbc Seigneur Desacr. c hud l. a tt favored suitor \vi;h the young woi... herscii, but tha; the tamily ot tt. bride had found hi;.: undesirable. Th Desaurae fortune, once large, had sc waned thru little remained save the rich, though heavily encumbered lands and. in the heart of the forest, a time worn, crumbling castle. Thus it came to pass the marriage of the lady to the Governor was ce!e biated in the jeweled Gothic church crowning a medley of palaces, chapels and monastery on the Mount; that the rejected Seigneur Eesaurac, gazing across the strip of water—for the tidc was at its full—separating the rocky fortress from the land, shrugged his shoulders angrily and contemptuous ly, and that not many moons later, as if to show disdain of position and title, took to his- home an orphaned peasant lass. That a simple church ceremony had preceded this step was both affirmed and denied; hearsay de scribed a marriage at a neighboring village; more malicious gossip dis credited it. A man of rank! A wom an of the soil! Feudal custom for bade belief that the proper sort of nuptial knot had been tied. Be this as it may, for a time the sturdy, darl^ brewn young woman pre sided over the Seigneur’s fortunes with examplary care and patience. She found them in a chaotic condi tion; lands had either been allowed to run to waste, or were cultivated by peasants that so long had forgotten to pay the metayage, or owner’s due, they had come to regard the acres as their own—a delusion this practical helpmate would speedily have dis pelled, save that the Seigneur him self pleaded for them and would not permit of the ‘‘poor people” being disturbed. Whereupon she made the best of an anomalous situation, and all concerned might have continued to live satisfactorily enough unto themselves, when unfortunately an abrupt break occurred in the chain of circumstances. In presenting the Seigneur with a child, half-peasant. nait-iora, tne motner gave up Her own life for hip posterity. At first, thereafter, the Siegneur re mained a recluse; when, however, a year or two had gone by, the peas ants—who had settled in greater num bers thereabouts, even to the verge of the forest—noticed that he grad ually emerged from his solitude, ven tured into the world at large, and oc casionally was seen in the vicinity of the Mount. This predilection for lonely walks clearly led to his undo ing; one morning he was found stabbed in the back, on the beach at the foot of the Mount. Carried home, he related how he had been set upon by a band of mis creants, which later, coming to the governor’s ears, led to an attempt to locate the assailants among the TO BE CONTINUED Once at Least. Addison Mir.ner, the noted viveur, told, during a visit to Atlantic City, 8 story about a beautiful young widow “In her w' :te bathing suit,” he said “with her blond hair and her suppple grace, the widow is certainly not—ha, ha. ha—the widow is certainly not a-miss. “Two show girls discussed her rath er enviously as she glided past them in her rolling chair the other day. “‘She looks so demure.’ said th« first, ‘and she is so rich and so beautt ful—I wonder if she ever had a joj ride!’ ‘Oh, Fm sure she had,’ apid tht other show-girl, “when she attended | the sepulture of her octogenarian mil lioa&lre husband.’”___ Heat !r> the High Atrr.csphe.-e. Forty sounding balloons carrying registration apparatus, sent up by the Royal Meteorological Society of Eng land, reaches different heights. The mean altitude attained was 16.411 me ters, the maximum 23.010 meters. At a certain aitituds the temperature in creased instead of d ressing. Th.'s could not have be", c1 c solar radi ation?. ce mice th tcarimura height w*»s roachl.; after inset.—Harpi 's Wee’-' ly For a Square Deal IN Real Estate And Insurance See J. W Dougal Offce First Floor, 4 doors south of State Bank Building i GERMAN DOCTORS Grand Island Office 108 E 3rd street Free Examination Day Sept 16,1912 fksi vmoi tjjma TP»m<x>l»«—.«iw« a If impossibi to come on this date mail above coapo to oar home office for a later date. I AT I2C AND 25C EACH Let us Figure your bill of Lumber and all Lzincis of 73Tail<a.inR f MATERIAL AT THE f LEININGER LUMBER. CO., Loud Citv Neb ^Drink the New^ Crystal Pop «§• It’s the Best Call at the Bottling Works and take a case home with you and not drink so much water these hot days. CRYSTAL BOTTLING WORKS A. 0. LEE. PROPRIETOR Change of Program Every Tues day, Thursday and Friday nights, don’t miss any. Special Feature Ficture Every Friday Most Extraordinary Land Sale the West Has Ever Enown Government/auction of 775,000 acres Wind River Reserva tion lands near Them opolis, wyo., September 19th, 1912. at .minimum price of $l,0o per acre, and 3-'0,* 00 acres Crow Indian Reservation lands near Hardin, Monk, October 21st, 19i2 at minimum price of $i.50 per acre. No residence re quired. Get title right away. Buy some of these cheap lands and no to raising high priced cattle. You wil never have a like chance again Round Trip Ticket from Omaha to Thermopolis, S31.75 any day until September 30th, pood to return to October 81st. Low rates from other stations. Stop overs alloiced everywhere. On this ticket you can see the free 640 acre homesteads in Western Ne braska. and stop at Upton. Modrcroft and Gillette, Wyo., to see the Mou dell 330 acre Free Homesteads—the new three year homestead law applies to these lands—stop at hardin Mont., and see the Crow Indian lands at $1.50 per acre at Huntly and Billings to see government irrigated lands and Carey Act lands: see the rich, well watered irrigated lands in the famous BIG HORN B.-vSIN and then to Thermopolis to see the three-quarter million acres of Wind River lands that the government is offering at minimnm of $1.00 per acre. This grand trip aand an ususual opportunity. Write quick for maps and full particulars D.CIem Deaver, Immigration Agon 1004 Famam Street, Omaha Nebraska