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Professional Cards ROBT. P. S I'ARR Attorney-at-Law. LOUP CITY. SEBRESKS. NIGHTINGALE & SON Attorney and Conneeicr-at-law LOUP (81TY. NEB R. H. MATHEW, Attorney-at-law, And Bonded Abstractor, Loup City, Nebraska AARON WALL Lawyer Practices in all Courts Loup City, Neb. ROBERT H. MATHEW | Bonded Abstracter Loup City, - Nebraska. Only set of Abstract books in county l O. E. LONGACRE PHYSICIAN ill SURGEON Office, Over New Bank. TELEPHONE CALL, NO. 39 A. J. KEARNS PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Phone, 30. Office at Residence Two Doors East of Telephone Central Lnnp Eiip, - Nebraska A. S. MAIN PHYSICIAN ill SURGEON Loup City, Nebr. Office at Residence, Telephone Connection J. E. Bowmaa M. D. Carrie L. Bowman M. D. BOWMAN & BOWMAN Physicians and Surgeons Phone 114 JLoup City, Nabrask* S. A. ALLEN, DEJYTIST, LOUP CITY, - - NEB. Office up stairs in the new State Hank building'. wTl. marcyT mWMT'l&T1, LOUP CITY, NEB. OFFICE: East Side Public Sauaie. Phone, 10 on 36 V. I. McDonall Prompt Dray Work Call lumber yards or Taylor’s elevator. Satisfaction guaran teed. Phone 6 on 57 C. R. SWEETLAND PLUMBER AND ELECTRICIAN For good clean and neat work Satisfaction Guaranteed Come and get my prices Contractor and Plasterer Phone 6 on 70 Give me a call and get my prices. I will treat you right. Satisfaction Guaranted For a Square Deal IN Real Estate And Insurance See J. W Dougal Offee First Floor, 4 doors south of State Bank Building DON’T WAIT Or\s SH'' improper I . .reatment >1 disease | means loss o« time. ; mono? and health. I Consult a reliable ■ Specialist, one who is i not atraid to use his own name, and who has » parman-nt busin' a and rcsl (fer'.e. PON'* 8E 0ECEIVF5 doctors who - „ -w Them is no x* oar »-oe tor PDts or cun’ ,,-e - . lew dss cure lor Citron' - no ripu PrtM" UK. nib n *ASTEfl SPECIALIST. Chronie anE Private Diseases. Piles and Rupture cured without an opsraliun. 600 tor Blood Poison. ten years in GRAND ISLAND ■ Mount By FREDERIC S. ISHAM Author of “The Strollers” “Under The Rose” —Etc.— Uluxmicm by RAY WALTERS CopynMt l'yOi by Tbc ^k-Mcrrdl Co. SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER I—Countess Elise, daughter of the Governor of the Mount, has chance encounter with a peasant boy. CHAPTER II—The "Mount," a small rock-bound island, stood in a vast bay on the northwestern coast of France, and during the time of Louis XVI was a gov ernment stronghold. Develops that the peasant boy was the son of Seigneur Desaurac, r.obleman. CHAPTER III—Young Desaurac deter mines to secure an education and be come a gentleman: sees the governor’s daughter depart for Paris. CHAPTER IV—Lady Eli3e returns aft er seven years’ schooling, and entertains many nobles. CHAPTER V—Her Ladyship dances with a strange fisherman, and a call to arms Is made In an effort to capture a mysterious Le Seigneur Nols. CHAPTER VI—The Black Seigneur es capes. CHAPTER VII—Lady Ellse Is caught in the “Grand” tide. CHAPTER VIII—Black Seigneur res cues, and takes Lady Ellse to his re treat CHAPTER XII—Seigneur and a priest at the “Cockles." CHAPTER XTTI—Sanchez tells Desaur ac that Lady Elise betrayed him. but is not believed. The Seigneur plans to re lease the prisoners at the Mount. CHAPTER XIV—Lady Elise pleads with her father to spare the lives of con demned prisoners. CHAPTER IX—Ellse discovers that her savior was the boy with the fish. CHAPTER X—Sanchez, the Seigneur’s servant, is arrested and brought before the governor. CHAPTER XI—Lady Ellse has Sanchez set free. CHAPTER XV—Disguised as a peasant Lady Elise mingles with the people and hears some startling facts. CHAPTER XVI—A mysterious Mounte bank starts a riot and Is arrested. CHAPTER XVTI—The Mountebank is locked up after making close observations of the citadel, and is afterwards sum moned before the governor’s daughter. CHAPTER XVIII—The governor enters the room during the Interview with the Mountebank. CHAPTER XIX—As a miserable buf foon, the Mountebank is released by or der of the governor. a gleaming warning of that unwonted Intrusion. Yet, though he knew it not, mortal eye had long been on him, peering from a window of the abbot’s bridge spanning the way and joining certain long unused chambers, next to the Governor’s palace, with my lady’s abode. Against the somber background of that covered passage of granite, the face looking out would still have re mained unseen, even had the young man, drawing near, lifted his glance. This, however, he did not do; his eyes, with the pale reflections dancing in them, had suddenly fastened them selves lower; toward another person, not far beyond the bridge; some one who had turned in from a passage on the other side of the overhead archi tectural link, and had just begun to come down. An old man, with flow ing beard, from afar the new-comer looked not unlike one of the ancient Druids that, in days gone by, had lighted and watched the sacred fires of sacrifice in the rock. He, too guard ed his light; but one set in the tall, pewter lamp of the medieval watch man. “Twelve o’clock and all’s—” he be gan when his glance, sweeping down, caught sight of the ascending figure, and, pausing, he leaned on his staff with one hand and shaded his eyes with the other. A half-savage exclamation of disap pointment was suppressed on the young man's lips; had he only been able to attain that parallelogram of darkness, beneath the abbot’s passage, he would have been better satisfied, his own eyes, looking ahead, seemed to say; then gleamed with a bolder light. "A sword and blade A drab and a jade: —il’s one to the King's men of the army!” he began to hum softly, as with a more reckless swing, quickly he went up In the manner of a man assigned some easy errand. At the same -time the patriarch slowly and rather labori ously resumed his descent, and just below the bridge, without the bar of shadow, the two came together. "Think you it is too late for his Ex cellency, the Governor, to receive a message?” at once spoke up the young er, breaking off in that dashing, but low-murmured, song of the barracks. “That you may learn from the guard at the palace,” was the deliberate an swer, as, raising his lamp, the watch man held it full in his questioner’s face. “Thanks! I was going to inquire." As he answered, at the old abbot’s window in the bridge above, the face, looking out, bent forward more in tently; then quickly drew back. "Good night!" But the venerable guardian of the inner precinct was not disposed thus lightly bo part company. "I don’t seem to know you, young man,” be observed, the watery, but keen and critical eyes passing deliberately over the other’s features. “No?" Unflinching in the bright glare of the lamp, the seeming soldier smiled. “Do you, then, know all at the Mount—even the soldiers?” “I should remember even them," was the quiet reply. "Those, too, but lately brought from St. Dalard?” 'True, true! There may be some of those—” uncertainly. “No doubt! So if you will lower your lamp, which smells rather vile ly-” '“From the miscreants it has smelled out," answered the old man grimly, j but obeyed;..stood y if engrossed la J the recollection ais own response evoked; then turned; walked on, and, 1 Twelve O’clock, and All’s—" a few moments later, his call, sudden ly remembered, rang, belated, in the drowsy air: “Twelve o’clock and all’s well! A new day, and St. Aubert guard us all!” A sword and a blade; A drab and a jade— The words, scarcely begun, above his breath, died away on the seeming sol dier’s lips, as the watcher on the bridge, looking down to follow first the departing figure of the old custo dian, crossed quickly to the opposite window, and, from this point of vant age, gazed up after the young man rapidly vanishing in the track of the moonlight. A moment the onlooker stood motionless; then, ere the figure, so vividly defined in shine and shim mer, had reached the top of the stair way, made an abrupt movement and swiftly left the window and the pass age. At the head of the steps, which without further incident or interrup tion, he reached, the Black Seigneur, stepping to the shadow of a small bush against the wall, glanced about him; with knit brows and the resolute manner of one who has come to some definite conclusion, he left the spot of observation, almost the apex of the Mount, and plunged diverging to the right. From glint and glimmer to dark ness unfathomable! For some time he could only grope and feel his way, after the fashion of the blind; fortu nately, however, was the path narrow; although tortuous, fairly well paved, and no serious mishap befell him, even when he walked forward regard lessly, in feverish haste, beset with the conviction that time meant all In all, and delay the closing of the tolls and the failure of a desperate adven ture. Several times he struck against the stones; once fell hard, but picked himself up; went on the faster, only, after what seemed an interminable period, to stop. “Am I, can I be mistaken?” But the single star he could see plainest from the bottom of the deep alley, and to which he looked up, an swered not the fierce, half-muttered question; coldly, enigmatically it twin kled, and, half-running, he continued his way, to emerge over-suddenly into a coder well of air, and—what was more to be welcomed!—an outlook whereof the details were in a measure dimly shadowed forth. On one side the low wall obscured not the panorama below—a ghost-like earth fading into the mist, apfl near er, the roof of the auberge des voleurs, a darkened patch on the slope of the rock; but in this direction the man hardly cast a glance. Certain build ings ahead, austere, Norman in out line, absorbed his attention to the ex clusion ot all else, and toward them, with steps now alert and noiseless, he stole; past a structure that seemed a small salle des gardes whose window afforded a view of four men nodding at a table within; across a space to another passage, and thence to a low door at the far corner of a little tri i angular spot, alongside the walk and | near a great wall. At once the young man put out his hand to the door; tried it; pushed it back and entered. Before him a wide opening looked out at the sky, framing a multitude of stars, and from the bottom of this aperture ran a strand, or rope, con necting with an indistinct object—a great wheel, which stood at one side! chapter XXII. The Whirling of the Wheel. As old as church or cloUter, the massive wheel of the Mount had, ia the past, played prominent part in the affairs ot succeeding communities on the rock. It, or the hempen strand it controlled, had primarily served as a link between the sequestered dwellers, and the flesh-pots and material com forts of the lower world. Through its use had my lord, the abbot, been ever enabled to keep full the mighty wine butts of his cellars; to provide good cheer for the tables of the brethren, and to brighten his cold stone interiors with the fresh greens of Flemish tap estry, or the sensuous hues of rugs and fabrics from seraglio or mosque. Times less ancient had likewise claimed its services, and even in re cent years, by direction of his Excel lency, the Governor, had it occasional ly been used for the hoisting of goods, wares, or giant casks, overcumber some for men or mules. Toward this simple monkish con trivance, the summit’s rough lift, or elevator, wherein serfs or henchmen had walked like squirrels in a cage to bring solace to generations of isolated dwellers, the Black Seigneur had fit first stepped impetuously; then stopped, hardly breathing, to look over his shoulder at the door that had been left unfastened. An involuntary ques tion flashing through his brain—the cause of this seeming carelessness— found almost immediate answer in his mind, and the certainty that he stood not there alone—a consciousness of some one else, near, became abruptly confirmed. “What are you doing, soldier?” A voice, rough, snarling, drew swiftly his glance toward a presence, Intuitively divined; an undersized, grotesque fig ure that had. entered the place but a few moments before and now appeared from Jbehind boxes and casks where EeTiad "been about 'to retire to His mattress in a corner. "What do you want?” repeated this person, the anger and vlciousness on his distorted features, revealed in the moonlight from the large opening, like that of some animal unwarrantedly disturbed. “You, landlord of the thieves’ inn!" And inaction giving way to movement on the Intruder’s part, a knife that had flashed back in the hand of the hunch back, with his query, was swiftly twisted from him and kicked aside, while a scream of mingled pain and rage became abruptly suppressed. Struggling and writhing like a wild cat, Jacques proved no mean antagon ist; with a strength incredible for one of his size, supplemented by the well known agility of his kind, he scratched, kicked and had managed to get the other’s hand in his mouth, w'hen, mak ing an effort to throw oft that clinging burden, the Black Seigneur dashed the dwarf’s head violently against the wooden support of the place. At once all belligerency left the hunchback, and, releasing his hold, he sank to the ground. An Instant the intruder regarded the inert form; then, going to the doer, latched and locked it with a key he found inside. Having thus in a meas ure secured himself from Immediate interruption without—for anyone try ing the door would conclude the wheel room vacant, or that the dwarf slept there or in the store-house beyond— the Black Seigneur walked to the ap erture, and reaching up, began to pay out the rope from a pulley above. As he did so, with feet braced, he leaned over to follow in its descent a small car along the almost pe>— -*'■ -tlar planking from the mouth of the wheel room to the rocks, several hundred feet below. A sudden slackening of the rope— assurance that the car, at the end of the line, had reached the loading spot below without the fortifications— and the young man straightened; in an attitude of attention, stood listen ing. But the stillness, impregnated 3nly with a faint underbreath, the far-away murmur of water, or the just audible droning of insects near the fig trees on the rocks, continued un broken. An impatient frown gathered on his brow; more eagerly he bent for ward to gaze down, when through the air a distant sound—the low, melan choly hoot of an owl—was wafted up ward. Upon him at the aperture, this niglit call, common to the Mount and its en virons, acted in magical manner, and swiftly had he stepped toward the wheel, when an object, intervening, stirred; started to stagger to its feet. At once was the young man’s first im pelling movement arrested; but, thus forcibly drawn from his purpose, he did not long pause to contemplate; his hand, drawing the soldier’s sword, held It quickly at the hunchback's throat. "A sound, and you know what to ex pect!” With the bare point at his flesh, Jacques, dully hearing, vaguely com prehending, could. Indeed, guess and the fingers he had involuntarily raised to push the bright blade aside, fell, while at the same time any desire to attempt to call out, or arouse the guard, was replaced by an entirely dif ferent emotion in his aching brain. Never before had he actually felt that sharp touch—the prelude to the final thrust. At the sting of it, a tremor ran through him, while cowardice, his besetting quality, long covered by growl and egotism in his strength and hideousness to terrify, alone shone from his unprepossessing yellow fea tures. “You were brave enough with the soldiers at your beck!” went on a de termined voice whose ironical accents in no wise served to alleviate his panic. “When you had only a mounte bank to deal with! But get up!” con temptuously. “And,” as the hunch back obeyed, his crooked legs shaking in the support of his misshapen frame, “into the wheel with you!” "The wheel!” stammered the dwarf. "Why—what—” “To take a little of your own medi cine! Pardi! W’hat a voluble fellow! In with you, or—” With no more words the hunchback, staggering, hardly knowing what he did, entered the ancient abbot’s ma chine for hoisting. But as he started to walk in the great wheel at the side of his captor, a picture of the past— the times he, himself, had forced pris oners to the wheel, stimulating with jeer and whip—arose mockingly be fore him, and the incongruous present seemed, in contrast, like a black wak ing dream. That it was no dream, however, and that the awakening would never oc cur, he well knew, and malevolently though fearfully he eyed the rope, com ing in over the pulley at the aperture; to be wound around and around by a smaller wheel, attached to the larger, and—drawing up what? An inkling of the sort of merchan dise to be expected, under the circum stances, could but flash through his mind, together with a more vivid con sciousness of the only course open fop him—to cry out, regardless qf conse quences! Perhaps he might even have dope so, hut at that instant—as if the other had read the thought—came the cold touch of a bare blade on his neck; and with a sudden chill, the brief heroic impulse passed. More stealthily now he began to study his companion in the wheel, while a question, suddenly occurring, reiterated Itself in his brain. This man—who was he? And what did he know of the mountebank, or his, Jac ques’, dealings with the clown? That his captor was no soldier of the rock, or belonged there, the hunchback felt by this time assured, and a growing Suspicion pf the other's identity brought home with new force to the dwarf the thankless part chance, per haps, had assigned to him in that night’s work. And at the full realiza tion of the consequences, should his surmise prove correct—what must ul timately happen to himself in that event, when unwilling co-operation at the wheel should become known—al jnest had he again reached the des perate point of calling out; but at that moment a turn in the wheel brought to the level of the aperture, the car. In it, or clinging thereto, were a number of.figures who, as soon as the rope stopped, sprang noiseless ly to the platform. ‘^Ssigneur, we hardly-dared hope—” “We obeyed ordera,~'but—” ' ' Gazing through the spokes of the wheel, and listening to their whispered exclamations, any lingering doubt as to who his captor was could no longer be entertained by the hunchback. These new-comers took no pains to conceal It; even when the dwarf's presence became known to them and unceremoniously was he dragged forth —they displayed a contemptuous dis regard of him as a factor to interfere, not calculated to dull the edge of his apprehension! Too late now might he regret that- pusillanimity that had caused him to draw back from an im mortal role; already was the car again descending! It came up loaded; went down once more, reappeared. On the little plat form now were more than a dozen men assembled, but to Jacques this force looked multiplied. Amid the confusion of his thoughts, vaguely could he hear orders given; caught something about the need for quiet, haste, overpowering the guard; then .'■•v the door open, and the men, like shadows, go out; leaving him alone. To be Continued Chinese Politeness. Etiquette requires in Chinese con versation that each should compliment the other and depreciate himself and ill his belongings. A missionary who has just returned heard the following conversation: "What is your honorable name?” “My insignificant appellation is Ying ;Su." “Where is your magnificent palace?” “My contemptible shack is at Lung Pi” “How many arc your illustrious children?” “I have five vile, worthless brats.” "And is your distinguished wife en joying good health?” “The old hen is pretty well.” A Bargain Offer. “Cornin' this way ag'in?” asked the Justice of the peace, after he had fined Jimpson $50. “I'm afraid I’ll have to,” said Jimp son ruefully. ”\\ a-al," said the justice, stroking his chin whisker reflectively, “perhaps I'd oughter tell ye thet we sell a re turn fine ticket for $75, entitlin' ye to immunerty from arrest on the way back."—Judge. Views of the Tippers. “Why is it," asked the curious guest, "that poor men usually give larger ! tips than rich men?” “Well, suh," sjaid the waiter, wh® j was something of a philosopher as 1 well, "looks to me like de po’ man ! don't want ncbody to find out he's po. and de rich man don't want no body to find out he'3 rich.”—Youth's Companion. NO CHANCE. Judge—Go out and arrest that man for speeding. Constable—Rut. his car has broken down, and he’s trying to fix it. Judge—Then go out and arrest him for obstructing tho highway. Finnleky. Seme motorists kick At the gasolene odor; They'd like It to smell Like an Ice cream soda. Scholastic Flippancy. "And now,” continued the professor of history. 1 permit me to mention a tireless worker in the great cause of humanity—” “Attireless worker?” interrupted one of the seniors; “pardon me, pro fessor, but if you are referring to Lady Godiva. she was attired in her luxuriant hair.” A Fabulous Age. Spratts—Miss Elder is much older than I thought. Hunker—Impossible. Spratts—Well, I asked her if she had read Aesop’s fables, and she said she read them when they first came out.—Home Journal. Another Progressive. “Why are you here again? I have told you that you cannot have my daughter. Isn’t that sufficient?” “No, sir. I am in favor of the re call of parental decisions." Would Have Inside Information. Gibbs—My memory is getting to be awful. Why, two hours after dinner Z can’t remember what I’ve eaten." Dlbba—You would If your wife waa — poor a cook as mine._ FOR Pictures of all kinds and prices Also a full line of up.to-date furniture iJ.S. Pedler, President C. C. Carlsen, Cashier < I John W. Long, Vice President, w. J, Root, Assistant Cashie f | —:o:— \ *Loup City State Bank** | Capital and Surplus $50,000.00 We have the largest capital and surplus! I of any bank in Sherman County, and in ] I addition to this our depositors are l protected by The Depositors Guar- f antee Fund of the State of Nebraska. We pay 4 per ( cent interest on time ] deposits. { If you are looking for an absolutely safej I place to deposit your funds don’t overlook' the ( 1 •m LOUP CITY STATE BANK gfe ( S. A. Pratt Billiard and Pool Parlors Finest Brands of Cigars, with such leaders as Denbys, Havana Sticks, B. B’s., and other choice smokes. Your patronage appreciated First Door, West of First National Bank Loup City, Nebraska, "We XrLxrite You TO THE NEW THEATRE Nothing but Good, Clean shows will be per mitted to be put on here. Good High Class Motion pictures On account of so many other attractions in our theatre during the next few months we will show pictures only three nights a week. Change of Program every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. LEE & DADDOW January Travel Bulletin To the south Homeseekers’ excursions are announced for January 7th 2lst, and Eebruary 4th and 18th. They fur nish low rates for a most attractive southern tour. Southern tourists fares every day with longer limits; many of these tours include going one way and returning another. Denver, Colo, National Stock Show, Jany. 20th to 25th— Special rates January 18 to 20, LINCOLN, NEB.—Great Convention of Organized Agriculture, Week of January 20 to 24. Tweaty-two Societies meet for the advancement of Nebraska Agriculture. Corn Imdrovers Combined Apple and Corn Show State Horticultural Stale Swine Breeders State Dairymen Nebraska Horse Breeders Dairy Cattle Breeders State Live Stock Improvers Nebraska Kural Life Many others. Homeseekers Excursions to hr west m northwest First ami third Tuesdays daring 1913. Very low rates to the Hlg Hot-nt Basin, W> fl ing, Colorado, the tar west and northwest, including the Faclliccoast J. A Danielson, Ticket Agent L. W. Wakeley, General Passenger Agt Omaha Neb J. G. PAGELER Auctioneer Loup City, - - Nebraska I will call sales in any part of Sherman County. Phone or write, Jack Pageler Loup City, Nebraska If you are in need of letter heads, envelopes Come to this office.