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About The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936 | View Entire Issue (April 21, 1893)
TO BK wor h| of being - ailed tie* very Qy,,^ ififi best store in town requires plenty of *■ - Ulu • TO SKLKCI a large stock suit- />o able for your needs requires J-lApvI lC/uv/C« TO BUY the goods right, -which means Pnnifql strictly for cadi—requires unlimited w<*l* TO SELL them to the universal satisfaction rp^ pi of our large and increasing trade requires <**\j !/• We have iiu: |Requisites. They are at your Disposal. We Request your Trade.... S. M. COCHRAN & CO., — Dealers in Farm Implements, Hardware, Wagons, Buggies, Etc. WEST DENNISON ST., M’COOK. DO YOU R The Leading Weeklv in West ern Nebraska. $1,50 ft YEAR IN ABTCI3 W. C. BULLARD & 00. •fc " —lo;—• _ • "" LIME, CEMENT, DOORS, WINDOWS, BLINDS. • I LUMBER. i HARD “ AND SOFT COAL. BED CEDA.R AMD OAK POSTS, tar'll. J. WARREN, Manager. 5. 8l M. Meat Market. - H j FRESH AND SALT MEATS, | BACON, BOLOGNA, CHICKENS, TURKEYS, AC., AC. F. S. WILCOX, Prop, F. D. BURGESS, PLUMBER#STEAM FITTER NOETH MAIN AVE.. McCOOK, NEB. Stock of Iron, Lead and Sewer Pipe, Brass Goods, Pumps, and Boiler Trimmings. Agent for Halliday, Eclipse and Waupun Wind Mills. - -—— ~rr~nr - ttt n ' tt'I Kotary Public. Justice of the Peace. s. 13:. aoi^vinsr, REAL L ESTATE, LOANS AND INSURANCE. Nebraska Farm Lands to Exchange for Eastern Property. Collections a Specialty. a^EoGooxc, - - ITisbabsa. jito • ' ■ i ■ ii ■ *•; ;; .« - v*. ■ PROTEUS. He doesn't iv tv fur nature, but is zealous for technique: He's a decadent, a visionist, of visions rather weak: Twasonly yesterday Its posed, a true impres sionist. While in the mythic [tcriod they called him “classicist.” As realist, romanticist—they're two sides of the shield— He gives the foe no quarter and was never known to yield. A sensitivist delicate he sometimes strives te be. And only the elect can tell what turn tomor row'll see. He's broken all the canons of the critics and their schools And made for all bis followers u brand new set of rules; Hut when his "form" is perfect he is going to settle down Vo write a mighty novel that will fairly storm the town. —A. Chamberlain in Boston Commonwealth. A NARROW ESCAPE. I oue day saw a copy of Hafiz on the table of a friend. Hafiz was a Persian poet of the fourteenth century, whose verse, like that of Anacreon’s, was dedi cated to love and wine. The book was in Persian manuscript, was superbly il luminated and was at least 200 years old. •‘Fred, did you buy this book abroad?" I asked. He looked at me in a queer way and then said: “No, I didn’t. 1 stole it." I stared at him in surprise. “Not intentionally,” qualified he as he lit a fresh cigar and shoved the box to ward me. “It was an adventure,” 1 said as I set tled down in an easy chair. “1 am ready to hear it.” He watched a wreath of smoke as it curled away to the ceiling and then told me the following story: “1 was haunted by a pair of superb black eyes while at Constantinople. They rested on me frequently in the various marts, and they seemed significant with meaning despite their steady gaze. Of course they belonged to a young woman. Her figure was not too obese to be grace ful, and though her face was covered with the traditional veil I was sure that it was as handsome as the eyes. “I first met her in the drug market, a place that looked like the archway to a covered bridge, dim and mysterious and odorous with spices, the venerable look ing Turk scarcely visible through the smoke that curled from the bowl of his pipe, his eyes dreamy from the use of opium, and his trembling fingers count ing his spicewood beads. My unknown dark eyed beauty bought a package of henna, with which to dye her fingers, while 1 bought some incense wood for a pastil lamp. ■•The next place 1 met her was in the slave market, and it struck me that was a queer place for her to be. She stared a little sadly at the Nubian damsels standing around like so many pieces of black statuary awaiting the pleasure of the auctioneer. When her eyes met mine, it was again With a prolonged, un winking gaze, and I thought 1 saw signs of emotion. “The third time i met her was in the bezestein. that most oriental of bazaars, devoted to the sale of bric-a-brac, largely of a military kind, and only open in the forenoon. I was pricing some jewel hilt ed daggers, when who should I see by my side but the veiled unknown. She picked up each dagger as 1 laid it down, exam ined it and spoke to the gray bearded fatalist in attendance, a ripple of laugh ter stirring her thick veil. I could not understand what she said, but I supposed the conversation was about me. 1 was a good looking fellow arid had plenty of money and a fancy for everj-thing that was quaint. She took my hand, looked at it closely and gave it a slight, tender pressure. 1 had a friend, an attache to the American embassador, and 1 told Him about the mysterious houri. He just laughed at me. ‘ ‘You can’t designate them by their eyes.- he said. They all look alike.’ •‘ ‘She wore turquoise rings,’ 1 said. • ‘It is a favorite gem with them.’ re plied he. •* ‘She took hold of my hand in the ba zaar. •‘ •That’snothingnew. She was prompt ed by curiosity. Their idea of modesty includes the veiling of their faces, and that’s about all. It may not have been the same woman every time.' - -1 am positive that it was,’1 rejoined. I’ll follow her the next time. •‘‘You'll be fished up out of the Bos porus the next morning.' replied my friend, with a shrug. 'I'll walk down to the morgue to see if 1 can recognize you.' •‘1 saw a grave look cross his face, but that did not deter me from my purpose. The next day 1 met her within the reli gious gloom of one of the cemeteries. Was she following me, or was there a fatality in our meeting? The cities of the dead are numerous on the hillsides. They are not large, are shaded by close growing cypress, and each one has a small minaret pointing skyward in the center. There is a great deal of rural beauty about them, and they are uevei without visitors, for relatives hold their dead in great reverence. “Again those fascinating eyes met mine and 1 felt my heart beat faster. She placed her finger upon her lips and then walked down one of the paths. What did the act mean but ‘Follow me and be discreet?’ 1 followed her, trembling some what with excitement. Outside stood anaruba, drawn by horses and attended by an Abyssinian slave. “He oiiened the door of the carriage, and the girl entered. She motioned to me to join her. and 1 complied. After a short drive we stopped at a small villa. She entered the house, and 1 followed her, the Abyssinian slave joining us a few minutes later. At a sign from her he brought in four small gilded saucers, two of them containing some sort of snow white delicacy and two filled with quince jelly almost done to a candy. “The room was the most elegant bou doir eye ever rested upon, with rich rugs, ottomans, statues, vases and no end of oriental conceits, a sweet odor and a sensuous look pervading it all. ^caving me alone for a few minutes. the returned and banded me a very rare 1 ind richly illuminated Hafiz. I saw at once its value to a bookworm. “ ‘Pekke!’ I said, which is the Persian word for admiration. ‘What do you want!' “She looked at the Abyssinian and said something in Persian. “ ‘Sell,’ he said, looking at me. ‘Frank?’ “That is the name applied in the east to the people from western Europe. “ ‘American,’ I said. “I found he was familiar with English, and we kept up a running conversation. She was on the alert and was watching me when she was not watching the Abys sinian. We spoke to each other through the interpreter. She wanted money for the book and evidently had some idea of its value. “ ‘Tell her that if sho unveils I’ll buy,’ I boldly said. He hesitated, then told her what I had said. 1 saw her tremble for a moment; then she threw aside her veil. I stood spellbound, her face was so strik ingly handsome, tinged with the healthy hues of youth and sparkling with vivac ity. She saw the admiration in my eyes, and a like expression filled her own. There was a tender, yearning look back of them which gave me to understand that she had conceived a violent affection for me. At least that was the construc tion which 1 placed upon it. I felt my pulse throb. Whither would it all lead? Suddenly there was a noise ui the cor ridor outside. Sho swiftly replaced the veil, and a low exclamation of alarm broke from her lips. She closed her hands tightly to keep them from trembling. “ ‘Go!’ said the Abyssinian slave, a pal lor in his dusky face. tie pointed to the heavy hangings be yond. I parted them, passed through several dim, magnificently furnished rooms and found my way at last into a secluded corner. I was foolish enough to continue to run, and thereby attracted the attention of some attendants, who, seeing I was a foreigner, started in pur suit of me. 1 leaped the wall, alluded them in the wild shrubbery outside and reached the bank of the river. “1 found there a small caique or barge, which I shoved out iuto the current and then hid myself behind the boathouse. Two fierce looking Turks suddenly ap peared. They thought that I was in the boat under the canopy, too exhausted to use the oars. They plunged into the wa ter and swam toward the caique. That was just what I thought they would do. I crept back into the shrubbery and safe ly reached my quarters in the heart of the city. Whether an irate father or a jeal ous husband had unexpectedly returned 1 never knew. I was sure, though, that both of our lives would have been forfeit ed. I'll never forget that fascinating face and the alarm which urged me away.” “What construction did you place upon the occurrence?” I asked. “None that ever satisfied me.” replied my friend. “Time and again have I been astonished at my foolhardiness, though impetuous youth never counts the risks. The powerful Abyssinian slave could have killed me at any time. The woman may have meant me well—may have been ready to die under a suddenly conceived passion for me—or she may have been cruelly leading me on to de struction. Perhaps she wanted to sell me the Hafiz, and that was all. The footsteps in the corridor may have been my salvation.” "You never saw her afterward?” I asked. “No. 1 was afraid to look for her. I was afraid of her and of myself. I was cured of my folly and left for Smyrna the next day.” “And the Hafiz?’ "1 had it in my hand when I runaway. That is it. It is worth $3,000 to an anti quarian. I would not take $10,000 for it.”—New York Mercury. The Lament of a Gamekeeper. Dean Hole in his “Memories” men- | tions an old gamekeeper who sorrowful- 1 ly surveyed a model farm as if it had been some fair city overthrown by an earthquake ami remarked dolefully, “I’ve known the time when that farm was as pretty a spot for game as could be found in the county, and now—why, there ain't a place where a partridge can make a nest, or a hare or rabbit can hide! "What’s the good o’ the place now?” be went on. “You see that grass field yonder. Well, you’ll scarcely believe it, but it was once the beautifulest bog for a jack'snipe as ever you'd wish to see. I’ve killed three couple of a morning among the tussocks and rushes afore they spoilt it with them drains!" “Ah," said the dean, “but you must not forget that there is more wheat and more food than before the land was re claimed.” “Ya. and what’s the use of it?” the gamekeeper said. “What’s the good of wheat which it do not pay to raise when them fureigners are a-sending more’n we want? And more’s the shame, the farm ers never leave no stubble. No. the place is no good now.” How a Snake Swallows a Frog. The method of swallowing is a very simple one, although if the frog be large more than half an hour may be consumed in the process. The two bones of the lower jaw are separate and capable of independent movement: so the reptile loosens its hold upon one side of its jaw, and pushing that side forward as far as possible it drives the teeth in again and then draws the jaw back to its original position. The result is that the prey is drawn down by the movement. The process is then repeated by the other half of the jaw, thus inevitably forcing the victim inward. The snake’s skin stretches enor mously, and the jaw is of course dislo cated, but the extensible ligaments bold the bones together.—A. G. Mayer in Popular Science Monthly. Bound to Get Even. 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