The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, December 22, 1893, Image 6

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A SAMARITAN.
BY SEWELL FORD.
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[Copyright, 1883. AU rights reserved.] |
T WAS Christ
mas day. The
unfortunates
who were obliged
to spend the day
in the St. Julien
hotel realized it
painfully. They
wished they could
forget it, but
they could not.
v Not that the St.
Julien. as a hotel,
was not well
managed a u d
cheerful enough
in its way, but
who has ever
passed a Christmas at a hotel and wished
to try another one?
Rooms No. 83 and No. 33 in the St.
Julien were both occupied on this par
ticular Christmas day. Both occupants
were women. Both were young—that
is, about 25.
In No. 32 was Miss Estelle Fabayan,
a soubrette filling an engagement at the
Empire. It was just noon. Miss Fa
bayan had evidently returned from an
after breakfast walk, for she was stand
ing in the sunlight at the window with
her hat and street clothes on, idly tap
ping her still gloved fingers on the sill
as she looked out on the almost deserted
sidewalk.
In room No. 33 Miss Eleanor Carlysle
was sitting at a table, her gold eye
glasses poised airily on her tip tilted
nose. She was looking over some pages
of manuscript. Miss Carlysle had come
on from Boston at the invitation of the
Young Ladies’ Scientific Relief society.
She was to read an essay that evening on
“The Ethics of Charity.” She had been
giving the finishing touches to the essay.
Presently she put down the last sheet
of the manuscript and walked to the
window.
The soubrette and the Boston essayist,
unconscious of each other’s presence,
were at that particular moment doing
precisely the same thing. Each was
looking langidly out of the window, and
each was tapping the sill with her fin
gers.
Just then something occurred. A
young woman who had come suddenly
into view on the opposite side of the
street from the St. Julien attracted the
attention of the two young women at
the hotel windows. She was glancing
nervously behind her. As she broke
into a run and dashed across the street
the soubrette pressed her pretty nose to
the pane to see where she went. So did
the essayist. Neither of them saw, for a
jutting cornice hid the sidewalk imme
diately beneath.
Miss Carlysle returned to her table
and began to write a letter.
Miss Fabayan had a different impulse.
The sunlight had seemed so inviting that
she determined to take another walk.
She had just opened her door when some
one rushing along the hall almost col
lided with her. The person turned sharp
ly and brushed past her into her room.
Miss Fabayan saw at a glance that it
was the young woman whom she had
seen a minute before running across the
street.
“Well!"— began Miss Fabayan.
“Oh, please don’t put me out! Please
don’t! They’ll get me if you do, and I
never did it! Please don’t!”
The young woman had sunk on her
knees on the carpet and was convulsive
ly grasping Miss Fabayan’s hand.
“Wewill see about that,” said the sou
brette. “Now, who are you and what
is the matter? Sit down and explain.”
Instead of obeying the young woman
threw herself on a sofa and cried hys
terically for several minutes. Then she
grew calmer and began to speak rapidly.
“Oh, indeed I am not so bad as they
say I am! I did not steal! It was the
woman I met on the street. It must
have been that one. But you don’t know
—do you? I was drinking. Yes, I drink.
When I came down to the city from Ver
mont, I expected to do very differently
from what I did. I thought it would be
all pleasure and excitement. But it wasn’t.
I found work. It was in a dressmaker’s
shop. Some of the girls who worked
there taught me to drink. They took
me to their rooms, where they had wine
and other drinks. After awhile I ac
quired an appetite for it Last night 1
was drinking with them again. There
was a strange Frenchwoman there, and
she went with me, when we left, to my
room. There we drank more, and when
I woke up there was a man from the
dressmaker’s, asking for a costly dress
which 1 had taken home to finish in time
for Christmas night.
“1 could not find it in the room. He
said he must have it, and that if 1 did
not give it to him at once he should go I
to the police. He saw that 1 had been |
drinking, and he accused me of taking
the dress to a pawnshop. He said I had .
stolen it. But 1 didn’t. It must have
been that Frenchwoman who was with !
me. 1 did not know when she went out. j
But the police will not believe that. No
one knew that the Frenchwoman went
to my room with me, for it was late, j
They will say I stole it myself, and they
will put me in jail. If 1 could get away '
now, 1 would go back home. They
would take me back there. I would not
drink on the farm, and 1 would never
come to the city again. I hate it. But
if 1 am put in jail 1 never could go back i
to the folks again. They would know \
about it, and there would be no place !
for me to go. Oh, you do not believe |
that I stole the dress, do you? Tell me
you believe what 1 say!”
Miss Fabayan was biting her pretty |
lips. Evidently she was undecided. Just
then there was a sound of quick footsteps
in the hall. The sounds came nearer.
“They are coming! They are coming!”
sobbed the girl wildly. |
Miss Fabayan turned quickly to her.
“Hush! If I can save you. will you go
back to the farm and stay there?"
“Oh, indeed, I will. I”- i
“Get into that closet then—quick!"
The girl ran to the closet and closed <
the door just as a sharp rap was given
on the door leading into the halL
The hotel clerk and an officer stood in
the hall.
“Er—ah—Miss Fabayan—er—did you
see a young woman pass down the hall?"
asked the clerk.
“1 did not.’’
“Did you—er—ah—is there anyone—
ah"
“Well?” demanded Miss Fabayan
sharply.
“That’s all. Excuse us,” stammerec
the clerk. Then, turning to the officers
he said, “She must have gone througl
the other corridor."
Miss Fabayan had but closed her doo.
when there came a second rap. This
time it was the essayist in No. 33.
“I am Miss Carlysle,” said the essay
ist. “I have the next room.”
“Come in,” said Miss Fabayan.
“I have heard all,” said Miss Carlysle
after the door had been closed.
“Well?” replied the soubrette icily.
“I simply came to ask if you intend tc
shield that female from the law?”
“To what female do you refer?”
“To the one in your closet.”
Miss Fabayan walked to the closet
door and opened it. "Come out, now,”
she said kindly. Placing one arm around
the unfortunate young woman, Miss Fa
bayan looked calmly at the essayist and
said, “I intend to give this young woman
a chance if it lies within my power.”
It was a singular group. Miss Car
lysle stood with her back to the door, a
haughty look on her face. Her cold
gray eyes looked sternly through het
glasses at the two young women in the
center of the room.
Miss Carlysle broke the silence.
“Very well. If you cannot see what
is your duty, I am fully alive to mine.”
“You may do as you please,” hotly’re
turned Miss Fabayan.
Miss Carlysle set her thin lips firmly
together and left the room.
“Oh, where shall I go? What shall 1
do?” sobbed the strange young woman.
“I must get away from here. They will
arrest me now. That woman is going
after the police.”
“Stay where you are. It is useless to
try to escape now,” replied Miss Fa
bayan. They heard the door of No. 33
close.
“She is going now,” sobbed the young
woman.
“Yes,” said Miss Fabayan. “She it
going down to the office. She will send
up a policeman. I have it! Here—quick!
It may succeed!”
Miss Fabayan had jumped to her feet
again. Her eyes flashed with excite
ment. She hastily opened her trunk and
pulled out a wrapper.
“Here, now, take off your hat, youi
cloak, your dress! Put this on!”
The young woman mechanically
obeyed.
“Now, listen," said Miss Fabayan.
“They may send another officer. You
are to stay here. I will go in your place.
As soon as I am gone you take one of my
dresses from that trunk. You will find
a hat and a jacket. You will put them
on, also a heavy veil. Here is some mon
ey. Half an hour after I am gone you
will walk out. Go directly to the station
and take the first train for your home."
“Oh, but you”
“Never mind me. I can get out of
this all right.”
The two young women worked hastily.
In 10 minutes there was another knock
at the door. This time it was a man in
plain clothes.
“Which is the young woman who
came into this house a few moments
ago?” he demanded.
“I came in a few moments ago,” said
Miss Fabayan.
“Then you will have to go with me. I
am a detective.”
“I will go.” answered Miss Fabayan
calmly.
All that afternoon Miss Fabayan passed
in a cell in a police station. She had
“I AM A DETECTIVE.
refused her name and would only say
that she had been falsely arrested. The
police officials laughed at her.
It was 6 o’clock before she asked for a
messenger. The message brought the
manager of the Empire down in hot
haste. His astonishment at seeing his
favorite soubrette in a cell was great.
He swore at the sergeant, threatened to 1
enter suit against every official within
sight and finally gave bail for the ap
pearance of Miss Fabayan in court.
The soubrette, after leaving the police
station, dropped her air of outraged and
indignant innocence and surprised her
manager by laughing heartily at what
she called a most ridiculous mistake.
She made him promise to make no fuss
whatever about the matter. The police,
When they found out who their prisoner
was, were only too glad to let the affair
drop.
That Christmas night was the happi
est, Miss Fabayan assured her friends,
she had ever spent.
The essay delivered by Miss Carlysle of
Boston on “The Ethics of Charity” was
declared by the young ladies of the
Scientific Relief society to be “perfectly
lovely.”
Miss Fabayan has received an invita
tion to spend a month next summer on a
farm up in Vermont. She says that the
invitation comes from a young woman
whom she met last Christmas day “un
der most peculiar circumstances." and
the is going to accept it.
H. THOMPSON & CO.
FLOUR,
Feed and Baled Hay.
OUR PRICES TODAY:
PATENTS.
84.$1.20
Wauneta High Patent. . 1.10
Our Best. 1.10
Pure Gold. 1.00
STRAIGHT GRADE.
Lion Patent.$1.00
White Fawn. 1.00
Eagle. .90
BAKERS GRADE.
Legal Tender.$ .90
Pride n! Wauneta.85
Choice.75
Eureka.7tl
|3gCMill feed of all kinds. Baled
hay cheaper than you can huy the same
grade loose.
West Room A. 0. l!. W.'Muilding.
Believing it to be to
the interest of every
body concerned I will
adopt the Cash Sys
tem, Jan 1st, 1894.
YVm. M. Anderson.
What is rarer or richer than a
set of cut glass tumbers? Noble
has some handsome ones, artistic
ally cut and tasteful in design.
Noble’s stock of Christmas can
dies is unusually fine, this season.
Leach, the jeweler, has an ele
gant line of watches at all prices.
BEWARE.—Do not
buy poor truck, but
go straight to the 15.
& M. Meat Market
and get as choice a
cut of meat as can he
produced.
Noble is distinctly iu the holi
day trade. Call and see his hand
some and elegant assortment of
china, queensware, glassware, etc.
Nothing like it for richness and
variety and reasonableness in cost
in McCook.
The burning question with house
wives of all lands, all creeds, and all
ages is: “Which is the best Cooking
Stove?” S. M. Cochran & Co. answer
this question today by proclaiming the
“Charter Oak Stoves” to be the
best in every conceivable shape.
knippIjE is official
headquarters for S.
Claus, this year.
Vases, pretty and useful aud or
namental at Noble’s. And a thou
sand other things to please the old
and the young. Dont close your
holiday purchases until you have
seen his stock of presents.
Noble carries a large and complete
stock of the best brands of canned
goods of all kinds.
Perfumes and Toilet Articles at
Chenery’s City Drug Store.
We don’t sell pack
ing house lard, but
our own make.
F. s. Wilcox.
If you are looking for a fine and
ornamental lamp of any descrip
tion, don’t waste any time running
around town, but go right to head
quarters. Noble's assortment is
simply out of sight.
S. M. Cochran & Co. have an im
mense stock of farm implements on
band. See them before buying else
where.
hog cabin maple syrup, finest in the
market, at Anderson's grocery.
Use McConnell’s Fragrant Lotion
for Chapped Hands and Face.
Ileekur’s self-rising Buck-wheat at
Anderson's grocery. Try a package.
Try how far a dol
lar wil go for holiday
presents at kxipple’s
Dk. W. MOORE,
PHYSICIAN and SURGEON
tl.ATK OK Dknvkh. Colo.;
TRENTON.NEBRASKA.
rff-Day or night nails, any place in the vaT
ley. promptly Hitemledto. OlUee—Di.lliomM
drug store. _ .
IMPERIAL EGG FOOD.
(Tr*dt> M«>'K <
B. & M. Flour and Food Store.
TRICE LIST:
Pillsburys Best,.$1.50 per sack.
Boss, granulated 11. P... 1-35 per sack.
Monogram “ “ 1 20 per sack.
Charm “ “ 1.15 per sack.
91 “ “ 1.15 per sack.
Jack Frost, winter. 1.00 per sack.
Faultless.90 per sack.
Favorite. .90 per sack.
Pride of McCook.80 per sack.
liye Flour, Graham, Buckwheat,
Flour and Corn Meal. Bran, Shorts,
Chop Feed. Grain and Nay. All goods
delivered free. J. J. Garrard,
211 Main street. Manager
We invite inspection and defy com
petition in quality and price of Meat
at the B. & M. Meat Market.
Put your $ $ $ where they will do
the most good, where they will secure
the best and the most groceries for in
stance. You will make no mistake if
Noble’s is the place of deposit. He
gives the limit in quantity, quality and
value, and his stock cannot, be duplicat
ed in Western Nebraska.
Lots of nice toys at
Knipple’s. Yon can’t
afford to disappoint
the little ones, even
though the times are
close, while presents
can he had for so lit
tle money.
8. M. Cochran & Co. carry a large
line of buggies in stock. See them if
you want a good vehicle cheap.
Sewing machines at
$5.00 per month on
the installment plan
at Bade & Son’s.
Well Digging.
If you want a well put down in fine
shape see Frank Nichols. He guaran
tees his work. Leave orders at S. M.
Cochran & Co.’s.
Come in early and
often and see the fine
line of meats at the B.
♦V M. Meat Market.
IN QUEENSWARE Noble carries '
the largest assortment and the richest
designs of the season. His prices are
reasonable.
Use McConnell’s Fragrant Lotion
foFChapped Hands and Face.
Make Noble your family grocer and
many other blessings will fall to your
lot, besides having the best groceries on
your table that the market affords.
Try the Cream Pork Sausage at
the B. & M. Meat Market.
Tnk, pens, pencils school tablets, etc.,
at The Tribune stationery department.
Club House cheese, nothing finer, for
sale at Anderson’s grocery.
Use McConnell’s Fragrant Lotion
for Chapped Hands and Face.
Remember that S. M. Cochran & Co.
now carry in stock a full and complete
stock of builders’ hardware supplies.
Wanted : -- Fat and
stock hogs at the B.
& M. Meat Market.
.1, 11. Ludwick is buying and selling
second-hand goods at the old stand on
west Dennison street. Give him a call
or drop a postal card.
To Whom it May Concern: / pro
pose to carry a finer line of meats
than any other house in the city.
F. S. WILCOX.
Leach, the jeweler, has some of
the Latest Novelties in Silverware.
See the display of Fine Jewelry
and get prices. Chas. A. Leach.
Dainty and fashionable water
sets at Noble’s. Buy a set.