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Gasoline at 20c per gallon.
Coal Oil at 15c per gallon.
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Hides and Furs.
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! of Coal and Wood.
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J. B. VARNER, Agent
Practice in Various Courts.
Collections Attended To.
notary Public. FACTS CITY
CHAPTER 1 The story opens with the
shipwreck of the steamer on which Miss
Genevieve Leslie', an American heiress,
Lord Wlnthrope, an Englishman, and Tom
Blake a brusque American, were passen
gers. The three were tossed upon an un
inhabited Island and were the only ones
not drowned. Blake recovered from a
CHAPTER H.- Blake, shunned on the
boat, because of his roughness, became
a hero as preservers of the helpless pair.
The Englishman was suing for the hand
of Miss Leslie Blake started to awlm
back to the ship to recover what was
CHAPTER III. Blake returned safely.
Wlnthrope wasted his last match on a
cigarette, for which lie was scored by
Blake. Their first meal was a dead fish.
CHAPTER IV The trio started a ten
mile hike for higher land. Thirst at
tacked them. Blake was compelled to
carry Miss Leslie on account of weari
ness. He taunted Wlnthrope.
CHAPTER V. They entered the jun
gle. That night was passed roosting high
CHAPTER VI.—The next morning they
descended to the open again. All three
constructed hats to shield themselves
from the sun. They then feasted on
coeoanuts, the only procurable food. Miss
Leslie showed a liking for Blake, but de
CHAPTER YTT.—Led by Blake they es
tablished a home in some cliffs. Blake
found a fresh water spring.
CHAPTFJR \*ll l Miss Leslie faced an
unpleasant situation. They planned their
CHAPTER IX. Blake recovered his
surveyor’s magnifying glass, thus Insur
ing fire. He started a jungle fire, killing
a large leopard and smothering several
CHAPTER X.—In the leopard’s cavern
they built a small home. They gained
the cliffs hv burning the bottom of a
tree until it fell against the heights.
CHAPTER XI—The trio secured eggs
from the ( lifts. Miss Leslie’s white skirt
was decided upon us a signal.
CHAPTER XII -Miss Leslie made n
dress from the leopard skin Blake’s ef
forts to hill antelopes failed
The Mark of the Beast.
OWNING found Winthrope
more irritable and peevish
than ever. Though lie had
not been called on watch by Hlake
until long after midnight, lie had soon
fallen asleep at his post and permitted
the fire to die out. Shortly before
dawn, Hlake was roused by a pack of
jackals, snarling and quarreling over
the half-dried seafowl. To charge
upon the thieves and put them (o
flight with a few blows of his club
took blit a moment. Yet daylight
showed more than half the drying
Hlake was staring glumly at them,
with his broad back to Winthrope,
when Miss Leslie appeared. The sud
den cessation of Winthrope s com.
plaints brought his companion around
on the instant. The girl stood before
him, clad from neck to foot in her
“Well, I’ll he—dashed!" he ex
claimed, and lie stood staring at her
“I fear it will he warm. Do you
think it becoming?" she asked, flush
ing, and turning as though to show
the fit of llie costume.
“Do 1?" he echoed. “Miss Jenny,
you’re a peach!"
“Thank you," she said. "And here
is the skirt. I have ripped it open.
You see, it will make a fine flag.”
“if it’s put up. Seems a pity,
though, to do that, when we’re getting
on so line. What do you say to leav
ing if down, and starting a little
colony of our own?"
Miss Leslie raised the skirt in her
outstretched hands. Behind it her
face became while as the cloth.
"Well?" demanded Blake soberly,
though his eyes were twinkling.
"You forget ilie fever," she retorted
mockingly, and Blake failed to catch
the quaver beneath the light remark
"Say, you’ve got me there!" he ad
milted. "Just puss over your flag, and
scrape tip some grub, i'll be breaking
out a big bamboo. There are plenty
of holes and loose stones on the cliff.
\\ e ll have the signal up before noon.”
Miss Leslie murmured her thanks,
and immediately set about the prep
aration of breakfast.
\\ hen Blake had the bamboo ready,
with one edge of the broad piece of
white duck lashed to it with catgut as
high up as the tapering staff would
bear, he called upon Winthrope to ac
Vou can go, too. Miss Jenny,” he
added. "You haven’t been on the cliff
yet, and you ought to celebrate the oc
“No, thank you,” replied the girl.
“I’m still unprepared to climb preci
pices, even though my costume is that
of a savage.”
“Savage? Great Scott! that leopard
dress would win out against any set
of Russian furs a going, and I've heard
they’re considered all kinds of do*.
Come on. I can swing you into the
branches, and it's easy from there
“You will excuse me, please.”
“Yes, you can go alone,” Interposed
Winthrope. “I am Indisposed this
morning, and, what is more, I have
had enough of your dictation.”
“You have, have you?" growled
Blake, his patience suddenly come to
an end. “Well, let me tell you. Miss
Leslie is a lady, and if she don’t want
' to go, that settles it. But as for you,
you'll go. if l have to kick you every
Wintlirope cringed back, and broke
into a childish whine. "Don't—don’t
do it. Blake— Oh. I say, Miss Gene
vieve, how can you stand by and see
him abuse me like tills?"
Blake was grinning as he turned to
Miss Leslie, iter face was flushed
and downcast with humiliation for her
friend. It seemed incredible (hat a
man of his breeding should betray
such weakness. A Quick change came
over Blake's face.
"Look here." lie muttered, "I guess
I'm enough of a sport to know some
thing about fair play. Win's coming
down with the fever, and's no more to
blame for doing the baby act than
he'll be when he gels the delirium,
"I will thank you to attend to your
own affairs," said Wintlirope.
"You're entirely welcome. It's what
I’m doing— Do you understand, Miss
"Indeed, yes; and I wish lo thank
you. I have noticed how patient you
“Pardon me, Miss Leslie," rasped
Wintlirope. "Can you not see that for
a fellow of this class to talk of fair
play and patience is Hie height of
tnmertinence? in England, now, such
"Tliat'll do,” broke in Blake.
time for ns to trot along.”
"But, Mr. Blake, if he is ill—"
‘‘.Inst the reason why lie should keep
moving. N’o more of your gab, Win!
| (iive your jaw a lay-off. and try wig
j gling your legs instead."
Winthrope turned away, crimson
; with indignation. Blake paused only
i for a parting word with Miss Leslie.
‘‘If you want something to do, Miss
Jenny, try making yourself a pair of
moccasins out of the scraps of skin.
You can’t stay in this gully all the
time. You've got. to tramp around
some, and those slippers must he about
"They are still serviceable. Yet If
‘‘You'll need good tough moccasins
soon enough. Singe off the hair, and
make soles of the thicker pieces. If
you do a fair job, maybe I'll employ
you as my cobbler, soon as I get the
hide off one of those skittish antelope.”
Miss Leslie nodded and smiled in re
sponse to his jesting tone. But as he
swung away after Winthrope, she
stood for some time wondering at her
self. A few days since she knew she
would have taken Blake's remark as
an insult. Now she was puzzled to!
find herself rather pleased that he
should so note her ability to he of
When she roused herself, and began
singeing the hair from the odds and
ends of leopard skin, site discovered
a new sensation to add to her list of
unpleasant experiences. But she did
not pause until the last patch of hair
crisped close to tho half-cured surface
t of the hide. Fetching the penknife
and her thorn and catgut from the
baobab, she gathered the pieces of
skin together, and walked along the
cleft to the ladder-tree. There had
been time enough for Blake and Win
thrope to set up the signal, and she j
was curious to see how it looked.
. She paused at the foot of the tree
and gazed up to where the withered
crown lay crushed ugalnst the edge
of the cliff. The height of the rocky
wall made her hesitate; yot tho men,
in passing up and down, had so
cleared away the twigs and leaves and I
broken the branches on the upper side
of the trunk, that it offered a means \
of ascent far from difficult even for a j
The one difficulty was to reach the !
lower branches. She could hardly
touch them with her finger-tips. But
her barbaric costume must have in
spired her. She listened for a mo
ment, and healing no sound to indicate
the return of the men, clasped the (
upper side of the trunk with her j
hands and knees, and made an eu
ergetlc attempt tu climb. The posture ,
was far from dignified, but the girl's
eyes sparkled with satisfaction as she
found herself slowly mounting.
When, flushed and breathle&s. she
gained a foothold among the branches,
she looked down at the ground, and
permitted herself a merry little giggle
such as she had not indulged in since
leaving hoarding school. She had
actually climbed a tree! She would
show Mr. Hlake that she was not so
helpless as he fancied.
At the thought, she clambered on
up, finding that the branches made
convenient steps. She did not l'~ok
back, and the screen of treetops be
neath saved her from any sense of
giddiness. As her head came above
the level of the cliff, she peered
through the foliage, anil saw the sig
nal flag far over near the end of the
headland. The big piece of white
duck stood out bravely against the
blue sky, all the more conspicuous for
the flocks of frightened seafowl which
wheeled above and around It.
Surprised that she did not see the
men. Miss Leslie started to draw her
self up over the cliff edge. She
heard Winthrope's voice a few yards
away to her left. A sudden realization
that the Knglish man might consider
her exploit Ill-bred caused her to sink
back out of sight.
She was hesitating whether to de
scend or to climb ou up, when Win
thrope's peevish whine was cut short
by a loud and angry retort from Uluke.
Kverv word came to the rirl s ears
with the force of a blow'.
“You do, do you ’ Well, I d like to
know where in hell you come in. She’s
not your sister, nor your mother, nor
your aunt, and if site's your sweet
heart, you’ve both been damned close
mouthed over it."
There was an irritable, rasping
murmur from Wlnthrope, and again
came make's loud retort. "Look here,
young man, don’t you forget you called
me a cud once before. 1 can stand a
good deal from a sick man; but I’ll
give it to you straight, you’d bettor cut
that out. Call me a brute or a savage
if that'll lot off your steam; but, un
derstand, I’m none of your Knglish
kinds ” ....
Again Wlnthrope spoke, this time
In a fretful whine.
Hlake replied with less anger:
"That's so; and I'm going to show you
that I'm the real thing when it comes
to being a sport. (live you my word,
I'll make no move till you're through
the fever and on your legs again.
What I'll do then depends on my own
sweet will, and don’t you forget it I'm
not after her fortune. It’s the lady
herself (hat takes my fancy. Remem
ber what 1 said to you when you called
me a cad the other time. ^ oil had
your turn aboard ship. Now I can do
as 1 please; and that's what I’m going
to do, If I have to kick you over the
cliff end first, to shut off your pesky
The girl crouclteu uacs mm me
withered foliage, dazed with terror.
Again she heard Blake speak. Me had
dropped Into a hitter sneer.
"No chance? It's no nerve, you
mean. You could brain me, easy
enough, any night—just walk up with
a club when I'm asleep. Trouble Is,
you're like most other under dogs—
’fraid that if you licked your boss,
there'll he no soup hones. So I guess
I'ni slated to stay boss of this colony
-—grand Poo Bah and Mikado, all in
one I'mlerstand? You mind your
own business, and don’t go to Inter
fering with me any more! . . .
Now, If you’ve stared enough at the
lady's ski' -
The threat of discovery stung 'he
girl to instant action. With almost
frantic haste, she scrambled down to
the lower branches, and sprang to the
ground She had never ventured such
a leap even In childhood. She struck
lightly hut without proper balance,
and pitched over sideway s. Her hands
chanced to alight upon the remnants
of leopard skin. Great as was her
fear, she stopped to gather all to
gether in the edge of her skirt before
darting up the cleft.
At the baobab she turned and gazed
back along the cliff edge. Before site
had lime to draw a second breath, she
caught a glimpse of Blake's palm-leaf
hat, near the crown of the ladder tree.
"O-o-h!—In1 didn’t see me!” she
murmured. Her frantic strength van
ished. and a deathly sickness came
upon her. Site felt herself going, and
sought (o kneel to ease the fall.
She was roused from the swoon by
Blake'., roMiinaUt slued . "I lev, Miss
Jenny! where are you? We've got
your laundry on the pole in fine
The gill's flaccid limbs grew tense,
and her body quivered with a shudder
of dread and loathing. Yet site set Iter
little white teeth, and forced herself
to rise and go out to fare the men.
Both met her look with a blank stare
"What is it. Miss Genevieve?" cried
Winthrope. "You're white as chalk!"
"It's the fever!" growled Blake.
"She's in the cold stage. Get a pot on.
"No, no; it's not that! It’s only—
I've been frightened!"
"Fright ened ?"
"By a it tireadful beast!"
"Beast!" repeated Blake, and his
pale eyes flashed as he sprang across
to where his bow and arrows and bis
r-lub Timed against the baobab. I'll
have no boasts nosing around my
doory a d' Must be that skulking Hon
I heard Inst night. I'll show him!" II
caught up hi-- weapon; md st-tlked off
down the cleft.
"By Jove!" exclaimed Winthrope;
"the man really must be mad. t ail
bint back. Miss Genevieve if any
thing should happen to him
"II only there might!" gasped the
"Why, what do you mean?"
She hurst into a hysterical laugh
"Oh' oh' It's such a joke—such a joke!
At least lie's not a hyena—oh, no; a
oravt* beast! Hear him shout! And
he actually thinks it's a lion! Hut It
Isn’t—It's himself! Oh, dear! oh,
dear! what shall I do?"
“Miss Genevieve, what do you
mean? He calm, pray, he calm!”
"Calm!—when I heard what he
said? Yes; I heard every word! In
the toji of the tree—"
"In the tree? Heavens! Miss—er
—Miss Genevieve!” stammered Wln
thrope, his face paling. "Did you—
did you hear all?"
"Everything—everything he said!
What shall I do? I am so frightened!
What shall I do?"
"Everything he said?" echoed W’in
"You spoke too low for me to hear;
but I’m sure you faced him like a gen
tleman—I must believe it of you—"
Winthrope drew in a deep breath.
"Ah, yes; I did, Miss Genevieve—I as
sure you. The beast! Yet you see the
plight 1 am In. It Is a nasty muddle
—Indeed it Is! But what can I do? lle
Is strong as a gorilla. Really, there Is
only one way—no doubt you heard
him taunt me over it. I assure you I
should not be afraid—but it would he
so horrid—so cold-blooded. As a gen
tleman. you know—"
Continued next week.
! Living solil my farm and decided to quit farming- and
move to town, I will sell at Public Sale, 31 + miles
northwest of Salem and 5 miles southeast of Dawson,
the following- described property, on
Tuesday, Feb. 16th
9 HORSES AND MULES 9
One span gray mares, 5 years old. wt. about lbOO each both
bred: one sorrel mare, '* years old, wt. 1250; family mare, with
foal a fine driver; one brown horse, wt. 1250; one roan mare
10 years old, wt 1075—family mare, works any place; one
suckling colt, extra good; one horse colt, 2 years old; one
nude colt, 1 year old; one suckling mule colt.
20 HEAD OF CATTLE 20
Five milch cows, all good, four of them just fresh; three year
ling heifers, all bred; five good steer calves; three heifer
calves; four little calves; two milch cows; three yearling steers;
one yearling heifer and a steer calf.
One Deering binder, press drill, riding lister, single row corn drill, rid
ing cultivator, double row walking cultivator. Curler disc harrow, one
lb-foot harrow, hay lake, mower, end-gate seeder, lb-in. riding plow, 14
in. walking plow, Harrison wagon, low wagon, with rack on carriage
good as new; top buggy, cistern pump, two sets work harness, set of
double driving harness, set single harness, two sets heavy fly nets, sad
dle and hridld good as new; two barrels with hog waterers, grindstone,
iron kettle, lard press, DeLavel cream separator. 20-foot ladder, 150 bu,
oats, on bu. spelts, single-row disc monitor, alfalfa hay In barn, etc.
TERMS OF SALE
All sums of $10 and under, cash. On all sums over $10 a credit
of 8 months will be given without interest, if paid When due; If
not. to draw 10 per cent interest from date. 3 per ct. off for cash
ROY KISTNER. Auctioneer
LUNCH ON GROUNDS RAY HUSTON, Clerk
HORSES AND MULES
From 4 to jo years old and any size, from a Shetland
pony to as big and good as are bred. They never get
too good for me. I bought 32 head in balls City last
| Saturday, and 1 want to buy two loads this trip. I will
! be at the following places on the following dates:
Chapman's Feed Yard, Falls City, Neb.
Friday and Saturday, Feb. 5-6
Thursday, Feb. 4
W. T. STINSON
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