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About The Falls City tribune. (Falls City, Neb.) 1904-191? | View Entire Issue (Nov. 4, 1904)
, ' . ' , r' , ' . ? " . l. ' \ . Ir' . ' . . . . . . . . } . ( 'It \ , ( I ( . I . . Only a Little Child. ° * ) nh' n little child whom few could know , And yet 1 wonder why my warm tears flow \ ? i Dnly a little soul that' ' taken flight . Only a lllUc eofiln-HIIIIIl and while , Amid the roses sweet aR Innocence " Amid the roses sweet 11:1 : : hcav'ns Inecnse. l'wo won 'rlng limpid eyes drooping In death Whilst angels hover near with bated brealh. 1 wo tiny hand upon 1tiny breast , fwo restless IHlll'rlng feet fore ' or at rest ! ! ' Dh ! lllUe snowy breast 1'0 pure so fair ! Oh . little loving heart so still In these ! ; Only a. llltlo babe-a little child , Yet when ho died the gentle Shepherd smiled . A little lamb to join the hock above , Another little lamb for Him lo 10\'e. Only n little babe-a little child , Yet when he died the shepherd np there smiled . A SINGULAR SITUATION "Lost , br : thunder ! " exclaimed God- frey Barrett. And as though In corroboration of his dismayed remark , there resounded from the lowering heavens a cracks - s ling , long rumbling , crisp as the cannonade - nonade from a battery of art1l1ery. The man stood still on the country road and looked around him , trying to decide In' what direction lay the town from which he had started out that morning on a trip of exploration. ti "Mlght tropical scone for Illinois , " , ho muttered. "One can't see a house for vegetation. Hallo ! Those are red gables showing through the trees ! " He turned off briskly In the direction " of the house. lIe would ash shelter until the coming storm was over , and . hen make his way back to the vII- Ul ' \ ; \ ' " lage. " . ) ; The day had been hot. Even now " ' " " ' . ' < . ( sultriness hung like a palpable thing . , : . ' aver the land. To the south and casts : s , . the sy ] was deeply purple. Through I . , its serrated cloud , banks tridents of I } i ' fire pltchforled their glittering way. t 'r ; ' The cottonwoods at either side of it : : " : ' ? , , . . the path up which the stranger walked - " ' ; > i ; , " , . " c . , ed were moving ' restlessr. ] The pale - " inner lining of their green eaves made an uncertain shimmer in the Im I , . premature dusk that was settling ' : . down upon all things Now and then j a bird chirped-a tiny , fluting note of . . : . . . prescient agitation. . The house upon which Barrett came was not large , but it was built in colonial style , and conveyed the ; i "i impression of comfort. The , door , ' I' : : . : , ' . ; , ; . : : , t . standing wide open , revealed a square i . " , ball , with rugs on the polished floor I ( ' . ' " and dwarf bookcases let In under the { : ' " stalrwar. . . r , , . , t. " " , . - t-'H- I , . . , ' r' " : ' ' , . " . ' r- I " ' . ' . 'I " : . , " ' . , .f" i : . ; / : ' : : / " . I , , : _ ' . : I " " " " > t ; ? i' r. : . ( , , ' , , t. } 'q4 - 1 ' 1 , I , . . , t . { \ " , . , t ; ; : . ' , . . i ) ( r ) \ . . " ( - - > - ' - ' ' - . ; _ . , I/ ' . ' r' J "Lost , by thundorl" 4'Oh ! " cried a sort , excited volco. "It . ts you ! You have como-at last ! " Godtrey Barrett's hand dropped from ! the bell. A lay } appeared at , the end - - 'ot the hall. She seemed shy , but re- - r jolced. And , as she came out ot the ii . semi.gloom in the light from the door. way , her nppeamnco gave tollfl'ey ; , something of a shoclt. There was something uncanny about her , And yet , she was unusually hand3ome ! \Vhy did you not write mo to expect . pect you ? " she asked. A spasm as of pain contorted her features , and she laid her hand clutchingb' upon her bosom "Come- 'ou are wolcol11o- . dear ! " She held out her arms In expectant . pectant greeting. It was the fact that her face , hair , attire , all were white , BUI'l'ett decided , that gave her such a ghostly loole. And yet the face was youthful , de- Suite Its coronet of thick , soft huh' But there was something In the eyes that he had never seen hefore. It was an expression , vague , wistful , longing , that at once attracted and I repelled him. Most of all , It aroused in him an InexpJcable ) sense of com- I passion. He went forward and took her hands. He had an idea that this was the proper thing to do , though ho could not have told why. "If you wiII be good enough to let me stay here until the storm Is over , " I he began , and a rushing torrent of rain confirmed his request. "Ah , longer than that " she said. She smiled-a slow , sweet smile , Inexpressibly . cxpl'eBslbb' sad. "Now that you have come at lust you must stay until It's time to go away on your next vo ' - age. age."But , perhaps , " looking ] at him wIth uazel eyes grown suddenly brilliant with hope , "perhaps you will not have to go on another voyage. Perhaps you can remain at home-now ! " Barrett was at a loss for a repl ' . She tool him for someone else-some one dearly loved at that. And she looked so 1 fragile. If he were sud- denly to undeceive 11,11' as to his Iden- tity would the shock seriously affect her ? He had noticed the Instanta- neous agony the sight ot him had caused her. "I thinle-ma 'be- " ho began to stammer. Under the pretense of put- ting away his hat he released him- felf. He had jerked It under his arm when he went forward to take her hands Now as he turned toward the hall rack he saw In its mirror that another woman was coming swiftly across the drawing room behind him -a younger woman. He flung around qnlcltly. "I beg your pardon for this Intrusion , " he said. said.She She looked apprehensively at the woman In white , then up at the straight , athletic young stranger , with the fine broad.based brow and frank , fascinating blue eyes. And he , Ie turn , was conscious of profound relief at meeting her gaze There was nothing ' bordering on the supernatural In this fair girl Her house dress of ping lawn was daintily coquettish. And her eyes , the clear , unembar- rassed eyes of a slll1ny.souled maiden . gave assurance of sanity and com- posure. "You were overtaken by the storm , I presume Will you not come into the IIbrary'and walt until It Is over ? " She closed the door , for the rain was heating In at the threshold , then indicated - dicated the room at the leCt. "Aunt Alice , " she said coaxingly to the wom- an In white , "will you not come to your own room and rest ? You look very tired. Come , darling ! " She spoke as she might have spoken to a little child-entreating- ly and with affection. But the other pushed her away with a sudden , nerv- ous gesture "I don't know what you can be thinking ot , Bertha , " she said impa- tiently. "Why should I go away- now ? Don't you see that Henry has come back ? " She moved closer to Barrett and put her thin hand on hIs arm with an air oC possession " 0 merciful heaven ! " lllurmured the younger woman. She clasped her slim pretty hands with a swift gesture of despair. Barrett met her appealing glance and nodded. She scanned his features slowly from brow to chin with keen , scrutinizing gaze. Then she , too , nodded omvrehendinglY. p.- . . . . . "I sea the resemhlance. It Is as- ; tonlshln- . " she said Theil , with the same beguiling , gentleness she turned imploringly to the woman ut Durrett's . . sde "Dear . " she pleaded , "coUle with Bm.tha. Como with me " . . iou lied to me ! " cried her aunt sharpl You told mo-all of you- that Henry was dead , You said ho was drowned at seu. nut ho Is hero. IIJ has como baclt. I always know ho wOllld come bnck. Dearest , " she turned to Godfror , her clinging fingers , /ers / tightening their hold upon his arm , "YOII will not go away-ever- again ? " He was beglnntng to understand the singular situation in which he found hlmseJr. lIe knew now what that distant look In her eyes meant. He patted her hand tenderly. He BIWlto in a lowered voice. "I am very tired , " ho said. "I have walked far. You will go und try to rest n little. You will \ let mo rest also And then- pl'I'halls-we will tulle-Iater- " "Oh , I am not In the least tired , " she cried , joyously . "I am only happy - pr , happ And was sometimes afraid I was never going to be happy again. But , of course , It you have traveled ffiil z I I 1 I f I ? /Go/- . "You have not kissed me , Henry. " far , I will leave you alone until you send for mo. " She moved away , then turned back. "You have not kissed me , Henry , " she said reproachfully. He looked ] hastily at the girl. Her sweet eyes were dim with tears She hurriedly bent her head He stooped and touched his lips to the pallid cheek at the elder woman. She flushed - cd at the touch. She smiled-gladly , ' exultantly , and without further protestation - iestatlon went nwar. When the girl returned she closed the door behind her. She struck a match and lighted the fire laid ready In the grate for just such a rainy afternoon as this and pointed to a chair. "I have looked again , " she said , "at the picture In the room ot my poor uunt. You are very like her lover of many years ago. He was n naval officer and went away on his last voyage before his marriage. When she heard that his ship , wIth all hands on board , had been lost , her mind gave way. And when Henry Allison , Who had been supposed dead , return- ed-a. rescued survivor-she did not him. ' is' " recognize Wh-what It ? Godfrey had risen excltedy to his fcot. "Henr Allison was my mothm"s brother. That accounts for my resem- bance. ] He has been dead many years. " "Yes , I know. You have noticed how trail Aunt Alice Is ? Your coining - Ing has made her so content. What was that ? " She had risen. "Quick , Rosa ! " to the maid , who had burst Into the room , "Aunt Alice has fainted . cd , you sa - _ Send Tom for the doc. tor. These fainting fits are serious with her. " She ran from the room and up the stairs. Barrett hesitated and followed - cd her. A sobbing cry came to him as he reached the landing. Ho need- ed no explanation at its cause when ho stood In the doorwa ' . The woman . . . . . . . . . . , . _ _ , . . . . . . . - . . _ . _ . . . seated In the window , an old photograph . ' graph clasped In liar stiffening flu- gars , would hover more look and long and listen for the tep , and the voice that might not come. But Gol1frc Barrett returned to the , scene oC his stranfip adventure again and yet again. Nor cOllld Del'- tha Craig long withstand the ardor of his wooing. "I think I began to care for you , " she admitted , "whon I saw how kind you were to poor Aunt AlIco. " "nut I , " he hesitated with lover ] . bravado , "cared for you before I really - Iy saw 'ou , I think I fell In love with the little anxious taco I saw reflected In ! the mlrror.-Allco klll' nor in Boston Globe. STORY OF A 'POSSUM. - Jones Bought One for the Purpose of Fattening Him. "Now , " salll Jones , when ho had pall the man a dollar and a quarter for the lean , hungry-looking opossum : "Wc'll take him to the back yard , and put him In that old mocltlll'.blrd cage , for the present : and I hot you ' that In loss'n two weeks wo'll have him as fat as a butter ball ! And then wo'll slay him , and have him cooked as brown as a berry , with 'tators all 'round him and gravy that ' 11 bo as rnouth-watorln' as a canomill drlpptn' julco. 0. it'll bo a feast to make you smack your mouth the rest 0' your IIfo ! " Tao 'possum said hover a word. Like n'ror Rabbit , "he lay Jaw , " and ; suffered himself to bo emIJaled In the bird cage , and in no way resented the Jibes and laughter oC the children , as they crowded round his prison-house. i lIe was what might be called a wise ' ) lossum , who well knew that the whirligig of time brings Its revenges , and that all things , Including bill collectors . lectors , come to him who walts. So ho waited. That night Jones retired at his usual hour , to dream of tat 'possums , cooked to n turn : and so pleasant was his dream that , when the hired boy came to wake him ho threw the alarm clock at the boy's head "Ef you please , suh , " said the boy , ' from safe distance "dat ' " a , 'possum"- The magic name brought Jones to his feet. "Well , what about the 'pos- sum ? " he bawled. Not long was he in Ignoranco. The monster had gnawed his way to free- dom from the bird cage , and , finding seven game chickens and nine regis tered pigeons In his way , ho forthwith dispatched ) them , and having break' fasted to his satisfaction , he departed for his old home , In a swamp about five miles to the southward. Jones looked from the boy to the hlrd.cago : then his eyes wandered over the field or the slain. Then ho smashed the cage into a thousand pieces , and when his wife , alarmed by screams in the bacIt yard , rushed to the scene , she discovered Jones beat. lug time boy , who was bellowing for his life ! And when it was suggested that ho had hest devote his energies to catch- , lag time 'possum- ; "D-n the 'possum ! " said Joncs.- Atlanta Constitution. Solve the Tramp Problem. i Out In Colby a remedy for the tramp nuisance has been tound. The city council had 1,000 meal tickets printed and distributed them among ' , the worn on. When a tramp knocks i at a kitchen door and asks for a "handout" he gets one of these tick- ets , which Is good for a meal when signed by the city marshal. When the marshal gets hold at the tramp he compels him to work a couple or hours In payment for the meal. Tramps are scarce In Colby. s Independence for Negroes. An Atro-Amerlcan stock company composed at negroes , has been organized - ganized in San Bernardino , southern CalitorIlla. It proposes to bring to that part at the state all time South. era negroes who have the will and the money to make themselves Independent - pendent RI ranchers and orange erow eri\ r