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By LI ARY KYLE DALLAS.
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CHAPTER 1.
My sr.. I days were over. I had
graduated at the MissesTriinnier’sCol
iege tor Young Ladies with honors, es
pecially in mathematics. 1 knew, as
we pnrused it among ourselves, French.
Get man und Spanish; could paint flow
ers and do embroidery and drawn work.
I should lie sorry if the Misses Trim
met could see my mistakes in simple
multiplication nowadays, and as for my
attempts to rnako myself understood
abroad the least said the better. Still,
i can decorate my door panels and make
as pretty cushions und bureau covers as
any Woman m the land. However, this
is digression.
Tins school going had been a proba
tion insisted upon by my maternal
grandfather when ho made mo his heir
ess From 13 to 13 years of ago I was
to attend Hus school kept l.y the three
spinster daughters of General Jehoso
phat Primmer, a veteran of the Mexi
can war. who had also figured in the
"late unpleasantness." His heiress
“must bo imbued with the proper
views, he declared. What he meant
we ()Uite understood. Tho proper views
were what Victorina called "northern
views
V u terine had been a young lady when
the war broke out, while I was not yet
born tor though we had one father we
had different mothers. Mine had of
fended her relatives by,-jilting a worthy
young Harvard professor and choosing
my father, even then not very young,
but still supremely handsome. She died
at my birth, and at my first remeui
bra me my father, Victonneand 1 lived
on the old plantation, tyrannized over,
cared tor and loved by the last relic of
the scattered band of servants, portly,
ebony skinned Aunt Emily, an amiable
tyrant, who toiled for ns and adored
us and managed what littlo there was
to manage.
une nay when l was 14 came the
news ot my maternal grandfather’s
death His fortune was to be mine on
conditions. 1 was to be put to school
in Mew Vork city and to remain there
for five years. "To be weaned from
home and me,” said my father. "My
wife s father always hated me.”
To forget our lost cause,” said Vic
torine, to become at heart a northern
er.
1 will not go,” 1 said. *1 will not
earn my fortune by exile from those 1
love Five years—why, he might as
well have said forever." 1 sat down
to write an indignant refusal, to re
nounce the fortune offered on such
terms, but the letter was never sent.
That night my father died suddenly of
heart disease.
When our first wild passion of grief
was over, Victorine and I found that
we had very little left. A mortgage
on the property would soon be fore
closed We must either find means to
earn our own bread or be dependent on
charity When I realized this, 1 went
to my own room, destroyed the letter
1 had written and in another accepted
the terms of my grandfather’s will.
The sum apportioned for my private
expenses at school would, if properly hus
banded. also keep Victorine from want.
1 could save the old home. I could restore
it to its former elegance—in fact, 1
could do what 1 chose. It was plainly
my duty to secure the fortune, but I
dispatched the letter before telling Vic
torine anything about it and endured
her reproaches, her invectives, her ac
cusations.
Von have sold your birthright for a
mess of pottage, Persis,"she said,"and
1 will have none of your ill gotten gain.
J prefer singing in the streets for my
bread. Victorine was musical.
However, 1 sent my remittances to
Anut Emily, who bought provisions and
fuel and even gowns for'' her Miss V ic
torine, without consulting her in re
gard to the matter.
x lit? x runnier receiveu xut>
Affectionately. I was conducted at once
to tneir distindtiished father. General
.Trimmer, of whom they were no doubt
justly proud, though in these days very
little was left of him but a few tufts of
wbite hair and ,a high temper, and 1
found that he was to provide me with
the proper political sentiments, and for
five years 1 bad been very busy earning
my fortune Now 1 was 19; 1 was my
own mistress. As 1 have said. 1 was
going borne to Victonne to make her
happy
The adieus had been nttered; my fel
low scholars and 1 bad wept In each
others arms The Misses Trimmer had
each given me a token of their esteem
in the shape of a good hook, the gen
eral had presented me with a badge of
theGrand Army of the Republic, which
I earnestly hoped that Victorine would
never discover amid my possessions,
and i had been placed in the care of a
captain of the Old Dominion line,
as though i had been a small piece of
eggshell china and was in danger of
breasing. Even the trip was over. 1
had arrived at Norfolk, 1 had taken
the cars to a small station and was now
beiug conveyed along the road in the
old yellow stage, which 1 knew of yore.
Every thing seemed unchanged. There
was the same dangerous washout,where
so many vehicles had been upset;
there was the broken bridge which had
keen temporarily propped up by logs
■ a long as 1 could remember. There
were the old residences, with their beau
tiful. soft gray tints of unpainted wood,
set off by the rich foliage of the old
trees, tho front doors all wide open:
there were the glimpses of gay skirts
floating from slow swaying hammocks,
of tnrbuned negresses spreading clothes
to dry upon the bnshes, of little black
gnomelike darkies devouring stolen
red watermelons, with rolling eyes
•watching out” as they did so: there
were the trains of little curly tailed
white pigs following each other with
h
many squeals along the lines of fences
and of old sows taking mud baths
wherever there was u puddle. The
smell of the pine forests, came to me
upon tho wind, and nearer the odor of
roses und magnolias. All was wild and
sweet. Nothing was orderly—every
thing. to my eyes at least, was beauti
ful, exceedingly. And there was my
dear old hmie—oh, my dear old home!
Oh, tho sadly passionate memories that
rushed into my heart!
"Father,” I whispered. "O my dar
ling father! Shall 1 never see you
again?" Tho tears poured down my
cheeks, but 1 checked them quickly.
1 had come home to mako poor Victor
ino happy, not to sudden her. Poor
Victorine! She had pinched and saved
so long, but that was all over now At
last she should find everything easy and
comfortable. It was for her sake that
I had banished myself.
There was tho house. It was always
the prettiest in the neighborhood. There
were the dear white roses, nodding wel
come at the garden gate.
But now I saw something rather new.
From the central window of the second
floor, that of Victorine's bedroom, was
thrust a long staff, from which floated
the Confederate flag, and as "Black
Dan" opened the stage door and I
"lighted down" I heard the tones of the
somewhat crack' d piano.on which Vie
tonue—1 knew her touch—was playing
‘The Bonnie Blue Flag" with great ex
pression.
Tho noise of the wheels brought Aunt
Emily to the door—Aunt Emily just as
1 left her, kerchiefed in crimson, at
tired in check, smiling, rotund, black
as ebony.
"Bress do chile, she ain’t altered
none. She am only glowed up. " cried
the soft, sweet negro voice. "Bress de
chile. t d ltnowed her anywhere. ’
Then I was clasped to her bosom, sob
bing in spite of myself. And still Vic
toriue banged away at tho" ■ Bonnie Blue
Flag” with an eneTgy that assured me
of her strength and vigor.
" Why doesn’t she come to meet me?"
I whispered to Aunt Emily.
“Don't yo’ mine, honey," replied
my old nurse. "Her heart come, only
she got one of her cranknms on. Mighty
high strung, Miss Victorine is. Don
yo’ mine. G’long in, g’long in an get
it over. ’’ With this she gave me a push
that sent me across the sill of the par
lor door, and the music ceased. My
half sister started to her feet, but in
stead of advancing retreated into the
corner, her arms outstretched, her palms
toward me.
nan: sne said in solemn tones.
“Not a step nearer until you reply to
my questions. Have you come home
with northern principles or southern
principles? Answer, Persia Carlton;
answer truly.”
I looked at her, tall and dark, with
her eyes flashing and her brows bent,
and began to cry, and then began to
laugh, then grew hysterical, and be
tween sobs and giggles managed to ex
claim:
. "Oh, Vicky, darling, don’t. I haven’t
come home with any principles what
ever. I am utterly destitute of prin
ciples of any sort. I've just plain come
home. Oh, sister Vicky, don’t stare at
me so! Come and kiss me.”
"Come kiss yo' sister. Stop actin jess
like yo’ got no feelin, Miss Victorine,”
said Aunt Emily. " I’s clar ashamed
of yo’, 1 is, and dat’s de truff. ” And
then Victorine gave a gasp and rushed
toward me, and we clasped and kissed
and kissed and clasped again, and Aunt
Emily glided out of the room, shutting
the door behind her. And of the two
I think my half sister wept the longer.
Then we talked and talked as though
we would never have done, about old
times and what we had thought and
hoped and suffered.
At last the door opened, and what a
fragrance of good things rushed through
it! Odors of coffee and broiled chick
en and corn cake and wheat biscuit and
roasted sweet potatoes and persimmon
preserves, sliced oranges, and I know
not what else.
"Chillun, come to supper,” said
Aunt Emily, and hand in hand we
came to the feast prepared in my honor.
Aunt Emily waited on us, joining in
our talk. The day closed in while we
were still at table, and the level sun
sent its red ray across the cloth. Aunt
Emily went to the window to close the
blinds and paused there with a low cry
of, "For de land, dem norf folks’ pigs
is in de gardin agin!”
“The second time this week, ” said
Victorine. She sprang to her feet,
seized the tongs and thrust a feather
duster into my hands.
" Come. ’ she cried. A moment more
and we were in the garden, re-enforced
by Aunt Emily, armed with a broom.
CHAPTER II.
Did you ever chase pi<^ out of a gar
den? If not, you can never imagine
what a time we had of it—how by the
time we got two out the first was in
again; how they scampered and squeal
ed and ran between our feet, upsetting
Emily twice during the contest. Once
we thought them all gone, only to hear
them squealing in chorus as they fol
lowed each other in at some broken
palings at the farther end of the gar
den. About two to every five of the
palings were absent and always had
been as far as I could recollect, and the
little brother and sister piglets were
very young and slim and could enter
anywhere. At last, just as despair had
seized us, assistance arrived in the
shape of two gentlemen, who rushed
across the road together, one a grave
personage with a Vandyke beard, more
than tinged with gray, and wearing
near sighted glasses, the other a blue eyed
boy with curly hair and white teeth.
These.going more scientifically to work,
soon banished the intruders, and Vic
torine. who had not offered the slight
est courtesy or thanks to our deliverers,
turned fiercely upon the elder man.
“Let this be the last time your pigs
trespass upon my land, Mr. Summers,”
she said, with an alarming flourish of
the poker. “ Let it be the last. ”
‘ Allow me to suggest.MissCarlton,"
replied the gentler.an "that if your
fence were tnended my pigs could not
get into yonr garden quite bo easily. I
believe," he added, casting bis eyes
skyward, "that there is not u whole
fence in thisshifth ss country except lay
own. Pigs? Why. elephants could
| walk in through those broken palings,
madam."
-1 suppose, " said Victorine, appar
ently addressing some unseen confidant,
“that this is northern politeness.
"Plain statements of facts, madam,"
said Mr. Summers. "By the way. it is
my duty to say that 1 object to the rag
“/ object to the raj you display today."
you display today.' And he pointed to
the flag Victorine had arranged ft r my
reception, which at this moment was
gayly fluttering in the breeze.
"Attempt to take it down, and a bul
let from my lamented father's pistol
shall put an end to one Yankee’s impu
dence," said Victorine.
' ‘ 1 have no intention of intruding on
your private property or illegally re
moving your possessions, madam." j
Mr. Summers remarked. ’ 1 simply pro
test. ” Then he walked away, while
Victorine stalked into the house, and
Emily went to the kitchen to wash the
dishes. The young man lingered near
the gate, and 1 sat down upon a rustic
bench under an old willow.
In a moment more he gave a little
smile, to which I replied in kind.
"1 beg your pardon, " he said. "1
am Mr. Summers’ son Harry, and 1
am so sorry for all this. In such a
quiet place people had better be pleas
ant to each other: don't you think?”
“Indeed they had." said I. '1 have
been away, you know, and it surprises
me to find that time alters nothing in
Virginia.”
“Wo have lived here two years, ” said
Harry Summers. "Father is the best
man I know in most things, but he not
only will not do in Rome as the Rom
ans do, but he objects to the Romans
doing things in their own way, as they
did before he came.”
“And sister Victorine, you know, re
members past times,” I said,"and that
makes her a little unreasonable. Now,
the war was over when I was born.” ,
"So it was when 1 was born,” said |
Harry Summers. “I find the people
down here delightful.”
“And 1 have spent five happy years '
in New York, " 1 said. "Dear me. why |
should we rake up dead ashes and make
ourselves uncomfortable in such a beau
tiful world as this?”
Then we both laughed, and he asked
me for a rose, which 1 gave him and
which he put into his buttonhole.
Harry Summers was very nice, what
ever his father was. and I heard Victor
ine banging away at her favorite tune
again, and from the parlor windows
the gate of the vegetable garden was
not visible, so we talked a good while
together, and when he went away we
shook hands, and I had made up my
mind that some day we should all be
very good neighbors.
snortiy i nau tnerenees repaired, and
the pigs no longer found entrance.
Things were generally trimmed up
about the place, but "our flag was still
there,'' and Mr. Summers flung the
star spangled banner to the breeze from
a flagstaff on his roof, and they waved
defiance to each other until March rains
poured down upon them and March
winds tore them, when for their preser
vation they were taken in, as defiantly
as they were hung out. Even then,
however, something was always occur
ring to widen the breach between that
highly respectable widower "from the
north’ and my emotional sister, whose
chief boast was that she was ’southern
to her heart’s core. ’' The pigs being done
with, an affectionate hound, who *' bayed
deep mouthed welcome as we drew near
home' and was prone to taste the stock
ings of strangers, a cow with a crum
pled horn, who objected to sister Vic
torine s red cloak—a useful article with
a hood in which she wrapped herself to
run about the neighborhood—handy
man Jim, who was always ’engaged
to work for the Summerses ' whenever
the Carltons most needed him—every
thing, ererybody, occasioned bitter let
ters or wordy arguments between Vic
torine and the widower.
Harry and 1, who had contrived to
meet very frequently and who would
have been very happy but for the bitter
reminiscences and high principles of
our relatives, did our best to reconcile
them in vain. Very often I felt like
quoting Shakespeare and requesting
Harry to "be some other name," since
"Summers” was so intolerable to Vic
torine. And how things would have
ended I cannot imagine, but for the oc- |
curence of an event which suddenly
altered everything.
Victorine was extravagantly fond of
novels of the romantic sort, over which 1
she often wept profusely, and her can
dle burned for hours in dangerous prox
imity to the curtains of an ancient
four post bedstead which had been our
great-grandmother’s. Vainly had 1
striven to banish it to the garret and in- j
troduce a modern brass one. Victorine !
denounced the idea as “northern foolish
ness.” The association of that bedstead :
endeared it to her. She could not sleep i
save under those dimity curtains with
knotted fringe, and her only light was j
canaie light, iheretore one night a
catastrophe occurred.
The bowls of our dog awoke me.
Throngh my open door I saw flashes of
crimson light. Smoke came pouring
in thick and black.and 1 knew that sis
ter Victorine had set something on fire
at last. 1 staggered out into tho hall.
Two strong arms seized me. 1 was
borne to a window, against which a lad
der was propped.
It was Mr. Summers who had grasp
ed me.
'•Victorine!’ 1 cried. "Oh. my poor
sister! Oh, my Victorine!"
Then other hands grasped me. 1 was
carried down tho ladder that had been
set against the window, and Harry bent
over me and kissed mo and dashed into
the house again.
Aunt Emily, who slept over the kitch
en, was already safe. She clasped me
tight, and sinking on her knees began
to pray with wild, camp meeting fer
vor:
"O Lord, O Lord, look down upon
us! O Lord, show de power of dy hand!
O Lord, help us! O Lord, help us!"
For my part. 1 was speechless and
could only pray in silence. It was a
terrible experience, but it was happily
a brief one. Tho two men appeared at
the window, bearing Victorine, wrap
ped in her red cloak. She was scorched,
breathless, but not seriously harmed.
While we were uttering our thanksgiv
ings. Mr. Summers disappeared and re
turned with our father’s portrait and
several ancestral people’s in black court
plaster.
"The fire is out.” he said. "My son
has quenched it with a few buckets of
water. Nothing is destroyed but the bed
furniture. But 1 thought that these
had better be removed from the walls,
invaluable relics as they must be.”
Victorine burst into tears.
"Sister Persia.” she said,"thank this
brave and chivalrous gentleman. I
cannot. ’'
Madam, replied Mr. Bummers, "I
rejoice to have been of service. ”
Really, although she had a black
smudge on her chin, 1 never saw Vic
torine look so sweet as when she smiled
upon the man from tho north and gave
him her band.
‘The vendetta is over,” I said to
Harry an hour later, while he was wash
ing his face and hands, which were as
black as Aunt Emily’s with smoke and
tinder smears, at the blue pump out
side the kitchen door. "Tho vendetta
is over. 1 prophesy that Victorine will
make your father her special hero
henceforth. ”
So indeed it proved. After sounding
Mr. Summers’ praises for two days Vic
torino suddenly proposed to ask those
brave gentlemen to supper.
"That is, if they will come, ” she add
ed, with a gentle sigh, remembering
her many encounters with tho elder of
the name.
“Oh, they will be delighted, ” I re
plied.
“Yes’m, Miss Persis, ” Emily re
sponded, "reckon dey ain’t nebber had
a real, for true Virginny supper.”
“Oh, they visit at Mrs. Moekridge’s
and her Liza knows how to cook. ” said
sister, "and everybody has heard of
Miss Kate’s pound cake.”
Was that a jealous gleam that I saw
in sister Victorine’s eyo as she made
mention of “Miss Kate?”
“Liza kin cook well enough,” said
Emily, “but 1 reckon I kin beat her,
and Miss Kate she cyant play pianner
nuffin like my home ladies kin."
So the invitation was sent and ac
cepted, and we had a very pleasant
‘ i.
One night a catastrophe occurred.
evening, what with music and euchre.
If we did not talk of "Shakespeare and
the musical glasses.” wo had other
equally elegant and unsectional subjects
of conversation and avoided all political
questions.
And how happy we were—Harry
and 1—to think that we might now be
as friendly as we pleased!
CHAPTER III.
Impulsive people like Victorine rare
ly do things by halves. It was not
long before it would have been danger
ous to say anything against her whilom
enemy, Mr. Summers. She spoke of
him as "the essence of chivalry." "that
brave man,” "that noble creature.”
She read a great deal of poetry. She
sighed often and deeply. She wrote
upon the margins of her books such re
marks as ".so like one 1 know,” or "ho
would have done the same" whenever
the hero did something particularly
fine. Eventually 1 became convinced
that Victorine, for the first time in her
life,was in love,and with the man from
the north, who certainly was paying
her "particular attention” in the most
formal manner.
We were sitting by the open fircone
evening, sister and I, whenshe suddenly
spoke.
"Persia. ” she said, "you have been
such a good, considerate sister that I
would not do anything to offend you
for the world. Tell me and speak frank
ly, would you despise me if, after all
that I have said, I should permit a
northerner to aspire to my hand?"
“No. iiaieed, dear Victorine,” I said.
“I should think you very sensible. 1
know of course that you mean Mr.
Summers. Let me congratulate you. ”
"Oh. not yet. "said Victorine. "He
has said nothing to give warrant for
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man creeks. Chase Co*
Nebraska
Hrand as out on side of
some animals, on hip an4
fc sides of some, or any*
vnere on tne animal.
CANCER
Objects need fear no lonpor from this King of
rerrors, for by a most wonderful discovery in
ucdicine, cancer on any part of the body can bo
permanently cured without the us© of
the knife.
Mils II. D. Colry,2307 Indiana Avo., Chlcapo,
•ays ** Was cured of cancer of the breast in six
weeks by your method of treatment.'* Hcnd for
treatise. Dr. If. C*. Dale, 3U5 34th St., Chicago.
A F U L L -jV * y Ofsi . .'“ToT”"
SET OF 1 EX g H RU3EER|^s00
Work Guaranteed. Teeth extracted in the
morning, new ones inserted evening of
same day. _Teeth filled without pain, latest
method. Finest parlors in the west, i’a.vton
Ei^DR.B.W.BIILEY,
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Japan TEAi:
I HIGHEST GRADE GROWS.; H
CHASE & SANBORN I [ J
! JAPAN.
C. M. NOBLE,
LEADING GROCER,
McCOOK, - NEB.
SOLE AGENT.
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i► ?1 ril 1 rn •» frr/>d Ph* {", a whit** < new or old; Silk Hard-^j
|fc Li ri-iil.w ha P. O. *.r l.Jpr.dS .Rmiiy OrU*-r for * 1,4|
i^. inlwMiidl :>•' o^rsjililiicpifibrenn flic •>!Ik. Brautl*ii
> lul effect. ITUJJ i EST picture. WILL KOT FADE orjl
✓ V \MJ out, I ..its foreter, •T-rybody*!
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^ STUDIO i’S-Sl-ITS.l^.OM AHAl
WE TELL YOU
nothing new when we state that it pays to engage
in a permanent, most healthy and pleasant busi
ness, that returns a protit for every day's work.
Such is tiie business we offer the working class.
We teach them how to make money rapidly, and
guarantee every one who follows onr instructions
faithfully the making of $300.00 a month.
Every one who takes hold now and works will
surely and speedily increase their earnings; there
can be no question about it; others now at work
are doin» it, and you, reader, can do tin* same.
This is the best paying business that you have
ever had the chance to secure. You will make a
grave mistake if you fail to give it a trial at once.
If vou grasp the situation, and act quickly, you
will directly find yourself in a most prosperous
business, at which you can surely make and save
large suras of money. The results of only a few
hours' work will often equal a week’s wages.
Whether you are old or young, man or woman, it
makes nodifference, — do as we tell you, and suc
cess will meet you at the very start. Neither
I experience or capital necessary. Those who work
i for us are rewarded. Why "not write to-day for
! full particulars, tree ? E. C. ALLEN & CO.,
!>ox No. 420, Augusta, Me.
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A rec*-r.tcLs vcr,* • ■ a eld
pby-• .ui.. - »'t. 1
vmnti. '- j b i • • L(t
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and r.-ilu • i duicino •
ered. 1 .ewareof vo; :: : led
druggists vtio off* r i i* :ior
medicines la place of tuis. _ .Ask for Co u r » s
1;oot Compound, takevo Fubstitu-te, or inc <» • snt
i 0 c«nts in postage Inlet:*;, aud we wills. n*.. «*hi*d,
| by i pturn mail, lull e.ahu particulars nplaia
• envelope, to ladles only. 2 stnmpis. ^
Addo. s Pond LUv Company.
::o. 3 Msb -r . dock, Detrcic. Uh*
For sale by L. .M zZI »ia ill Sc C >. G >1 .
Chenery, Albert McMillen in McCook and
by druggists everywhere.