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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
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Offce First Floor, 4
doors south of
State Bank Building
i
GERMAN DOCTORS
Grand Island Office
108 E 3rd street
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Sept 16,1912
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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
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