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Mistress Rosemary Allyn
By M1LL1CENT E. MANN
Copyright. 1004. by L.CCAS-LIXCOLN CO.
CHAPTER XIX Continued.
"I do not know," she said, and
shook her head. "I am sorry if Mar
tin annoys you, sir; he is restless to
day Icancot quiet him," she. added.
i"?oor devil," I ejaculated, as hold
ing my heavy head tightly between
say hands I was able to follow what
he was reciting.
"Oh, God! Oh. God! 'How wsary,
stale and unprofitable' 'Get thee to
a nunnery' 'Alas, poor Yorick' 'He
poisons him in the garden.'"
"Poor devil!" I repeated; "a mad
Hamlet truly."
Turning to Alice I said courteous
ly: "I see in some way unaccount
able to me I have intruded upon your
hospitality I am waiting to know
why?"
"I will tell you if you promise to
talk no more, only listen," she added.
I assured her of my willingness to
listen, and she becan:
"It is now going on the fifth day
since Martin and I found you all un
conscious dead, I thought but I will
begin at the beginning. You eee,
Martin and I were coming into Lon
don I know. sir. it is risky but I
did so long to see the town before I
left it never to return, for you must
know we are on our way to Bristol to
sail for America. I thought I could
easily stay hidden here for a few
days."
"You mean to say that 70U will
burden yourself with a daft person in
a new land?" I found myself asking.
"What else can I do, sir?" she quer
ied; "I could not leave him here alone
he has no one else in the world
save me it would be cruel to leave
him alone."
"Nothing else," I replied, not will
fng to spoil her fine charity.
"We had not come into London 5iet,
when a fog closed in upon ns such
a fog as London had not seen in
many a day," she said. "We were
heavily laden. Each of us had a pack
our little belongings. I was fearful
as we trudged along, groping our way
from street to street, lest we be set
upon and our few possessions taken
from us. A fog in London's a fear
ful thing! Hardly a light anywhere
save the few lanthorns carried by
provident wayfarers. You shrink from
everyone and everyone shrinks from
you. Gentlemen carry their naked
swords in their hands. Men and wo
men prey upon one another. All is
fear! We had reached the end of
Bow Street when Martin stumbled
over something huddled in the road
"Enter the ghost he
and fell. I lighted a taper I recog
nized you!"
I thought (my head was clearer
now) of Rosemary and our wild ride
through the fog that night as con
trasted with this poor woman's wan
derings with her daft mate; of Rose
mary as she stood at the door of the
inn. her cloak half slipped from off
her; of the petals which lay on her
shoulder, shaken from the roses low
sn her hair, nestling against her
aeck. Ah. there was no one more
beautiful than she! And so thinking.
I lost the thread of her discourse.
When I came back from soaring near
to heaven I beard her say:
"I tied a bit or ribbon on one of the
spikes of the gate, so that I should
know the place, and because we had
to hide our bundles beneath the hedge
?o as to be free to carry you. When
I went back for them I learned who
owned the place and who lived there,
dunking that if you recovered you
might wish to know. The house is
on Bow street surrounded by large
grounds, inclosed by high brick walls,
Ivy frown."
"I know the place," I murmured.
"We carried you between us," she
continued. "Often we had to stop
nd I would leave Martin and you a
madman and a corpse and go to in
quire the way of the first passerby
I could meet, my heart thumping in
my breast for fear I should ask some
evil inclined person and be directed
wrong. Thus, after hours of wander
ing hither and thither within a radius
Sf a few miles, we came to Mag's.
She is a charwoman," she explained,
"who used to clean at the old Drury
when I acted there. I was once able j
to do her a slight service, ana ior tne
sake of those old days she took us in."
My brain was not idle the night
of the fog after I had left Rosemary I
bad been struck upon the head and
rendered unconscious- Before the
miscreants had attempted the dastard
ly deed, however, they had made sure
of the identity of their victim, for I
remembered a light being swung be
fore my face, and an unknown voice
crying. "It is he." Who had struck
the blow? What was the object? I
had been searched I saw from the
wall where my clothes hung some of
the pockets still lay turned out For
what? Not money, Alice was positive,
for there was plenty in the pockets
which had been left in their original
position. For the paper given me by
say father? I had told no one but the
King of that I bade Alice bring me
my coat when I recollected that I had
given the locket with the note still
tatact within it to Rosemary. For
the other paper, perhaps? Well, I
casckled with satisfaction. If it was
p. paper they were after, they got not
what they wished.
T thank yon, Alice." I. said; "but
Jsr 70a and Martin I might be by
asw food for the worsts. Again I
tkaak yoa. for I honestly believe that
I owe ms life to yoa.'
-On. sir." she erred, tears starting
ta ner eyes ther seemed arer ready
start ,M
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to flow upon the instant "I am not
worthy to take it Did I not steal
from you and you so good to poor
Martin and me?"
"That is past and done, iny girl,"
I said. "And as it happened you did
no harm." I grasped her hand.
"From now on I am your friend, I
added.
While speaking, for Alice, seeing
that it made me more excited not to
talk, had let me have my way, we had
paid slight heed to Martin, who still
spouted Shakespeare, now Hamlet,
now another.
Suddenly he came toward us; he
strode with the stage glide of the vil
lain. As he neared us he pointed to
the window and said:
"Enter the ghost he comes, he
comes make way, ye slaves."
A shadow spread itself upon the
shade of. the window and faded away.
Alice put her finger upon her lips to
silence Martin, while she went to the
door without a sound and stood listen
ing.
CHAPTER XX.
A Wager and What Came of It
A sword handle fell heavily upon
the door, wielded by r.o slight band.
"Open, it is I Gil Monte; open I
say," cried a voice, and again there
was a tremendous banging at the
door.
"Open," I too cried "It is Gil."
"Yes, yes." Alice answered, s she
wade haste to unhasp the latch, and
Gil rushed in.
"At last! my lord, at last!" he cried,
as he hastened to my side. From the
break in his voice I understood plain
er than words could have told me
the anxiety he had passed through.
"It is as I feared you have been
hurt?" he questioned.
"Not much, a crack on the back of
the head," I replied, "and this cut"
"It is enough, from your looks," he
said dryly.
"Tell me how you succeeded in find
ing this hiiing place?" I asked anx
iously. "For what you have done
others may do and so Alice's safety
be ipiperiled."
"Ah! 'pretty Alice Lynson' more
petticoats." Gil said, laying his hand
upon his breast and bowing low be
fore her.
"Poof! You!" Alice cried scornful
ly, and swung round on her foot, pre
senting her back to him.
He gave a perplexed look at her
back and then turned to me.
comes, he comes!'
"When you did not meet us at the
marsh as agreed," he said, "I sent
all the men on to Long Haut. except
Torraine and your linkman. Pat. We
came back to London by separat?
ways and ever since have been
searching high and low for j-ou. It
did not take us long to find that you
had been hurt or killed, we knew not
which, near the Bow Street mansion.
Then what had become of you was a
mystery I could learn nothing. In
despair I hung about the Duke's the
ater" "A risky thing to do," I interruptod
him.
"Perhaps." he acknowledged; "but
I kept my hat slouched over my face,
and I put me on a wig, and long coat;
you see it alters me somewhat?"
I smiled a babe could have seen
through the trick. But no doubt my
enemy, he who had been instrumental
in my hurt, thinking me dead, did not
care to molest him.
"At last, desperate. I asked the
services of both Lady Felton and
Mistress Gwyn they could ferret out
nothing new," he continued, "and I
was about at my end. when it is
hardly an hour agone I received a
whispered word, 'Back alley, foot of
Chune Street.' Although I was after
her like a flash it was a woman she
escaped me; hid herself among the
wings or stage gim-cracks, where I
came near to being lost As soon as
I found my way out I lost no time in
coming here."
"It must have been Mag," Alice put
In.
"Who is Mag?" questioned Gil.
"The woman who rents these rooms
and lets us stay here with her," she
replied rather tartly.
"That settles it." said he. "Did I
not say that all the mischief was con
cocted by the petticoat army?"
"You did indeed," I could not help
smiling at his manner. "But they
also perform good services, witness
what Alice did and would you have
been any the wiser as to my where
abouts if Mag had not informed your
"What did Alice do?" he quickly
asked.
"She dragged me here from where
she found me on Bow Street and has
since cared for me." I said- "K it
had not been for her, Instead of find
ing a quick man, you would have
found a corpse, if anyone at all."
"Em!" he muttered. "I care not
they serve best where best paid. I
must get you hence I 'will send for
Torraine and a stretcher. Who knows
but it may be a trap?
"Beast!" ejaculated Alice. "Know,
sir, that Mag would do no one a mean
trick." she added to me.
I reassured her with a smile.
The madman, Martin, whom she
had taken care of as a mother her
sick child, came out of his corner at
her raised voice, and laid his hand
timidly on her arm.
"Pretty Alice Lynson pretty Alice
Lyasoa," he murmured, "I know
where violets grow the color of your
eyes roftemary. too. sad feaneL anr
here's rue for you. Why do you cry?
I will get you some." And he started
for the door.
"No, no," she said, "Alice is not
crying you must stay with Alice."
The madman hesitated and looked
longingly at the door.
"Alice will cry. Indeed, If you leave
her," she said. Thereat he came
back, and went into his comer, from
! whence the crooning began again.
Gil watched the couple with shamed
eyes, but he was not satisfied and
muttered:
"I think it best to go and call Tor
raine. I kept Pat and him with me,
sir. for they could go into places that
I dared not venture for fear of recog
nition. I will be back with a stretch
er In a wink."
He would have gone, but I called
him back.
"It is early yet, Gil, be In no haste,"
I entreated.
"My lord, I have much to tell you,
he pleaded. .
"Tell it here and now, I com
manded. He gave a sigh of resignation.
"Do you know' where the locket is
that you wore pinned upon your coat
the night you left me?" he queried.
"Yes." I replied. Had I not given
it myself to Rosemary? ,
"Where is it?" he demanded.
"It appears to me, Gil. that you are
busying yourself about something
which does not concern you. My
God!" I started up only to fall back
again. "How many days have I lain
here?"
"Five days, sir." replied Alice and
Gil in the same breath.
(To be continued.)
WEAR GEMS OF PHARAOHS.
London Society Women Proud of Jew
els From the Pyramids.
Happy the woman of to-day who
owns some gem worn by a princess of
Egypt when the world was younger;
joyous Is she who adorns herself with
any ornament taken from a mummy,
for such jewels bring the best lnck,
women firmly believe at the moment,
and they all yearn to wear them.
Mrs. Clarence Mackay of New York
possesses a weird carnelian necklace
that decked a daughter of the Phar
aohs and Mrs. St. John Broderick re
joices over some quaint, priceless jew
els that shone by the Nile. Many
fashionables are wearing a little pend
ant or charm made of New Zealand
jade, the Pounamu stone, which al
ways bestows good fortune.
Sarah Bernhardt's favorite mascot
is a necklace of gold nuggets which
the admiring miners of California pre
sented to her. An English actress.
Miss Irene Van Brugh, pins her faith
to a girdle of splendid turquoises.
The "Has Been's" Retort.
An amateur champion of two sea
sons who had made himself unpopular
with some of his clubmates had just
been defeated in a sculling race. The
beaten man rowed back to the float
and. contrary to what had been the
custom when he won, nobody offered
to help him out of his boat. Instead
there was a look of infinite delight on
the faces of several of his so-called
friends.
As the sculler reached down to take
his boat from the water a young mem
her of the club who was noted for his
long arguments on the science of row
ing. but who has no record to show
that he ever won a race, stepped for
ward and said:
"See here. T ' you have become
a 'has been. "
"Well, it is better to be a 'has been'
than a never wa.s" said the sculier,
and the chesty youth is still wonder
ing wh everybody roared with laugh
ter. All Right, But the Ring.
Yarnall Abbott of Philadelphia, who
though an amateur, is admitted to be
one of the very best photographers in
America, collects wun inucn zesi
stories about the camera.
"A North Ninth street photogra
pher," he said the other day. "told me
this morning of an odd and amusing
episode.
"He said that a young woman
brought back to him a dozen cabinets
that he had made of her the week be
tore.
" "What' he exclaimed in dismay.
"Briitging them all back? I thought
they were very successful.'
"The young woman reassured him
with a smile.
"Yes.' she said; 'oh. yes. They are
successful. I only want you to touch
cut the ring. I've got a new young
n.an.' "Salt Lake Tribune.
Music vs. Diplomacy.
Mrs. Patrick Campbell, at a lunch
eon in Philadelphia, said, apropos of
diplomacy:
"I have a diplomatic friend. She
lives in New York, in an apartment
bouse near Central Park. In the apart
ment adjoining hers there" is a piano,
rnd morning, noon and night this
piano used to rattle and clatter away.
"But it is played more softly and
more rarely now. My friend's diplo
macy brought this improvement about.
"She made the acquaintance of the
piano player, and found her to be a
woman of thirty, with a daughter ot
six or seven years. She waited for
perhaps a week, and then, after she
had got on quite friendly terms with
the woman, she said one day to her, in
her sweetest voice:
' 'Your little one plays remarkably
veil for her age. I hear her practic
ing everj- day.' "
First Aid to the Injured.
On a rock-strewn beach on the Cor
nish coast the fury of a violent storm
was just abating. A vessel had gone
to pieces on the rocks, and after a dis
P'ay of much heroism on the part of
!he villagers all the crew and the pas
sengers had been saved, with the ex
ception of one man. He had been
washed ashore apparently drowned,
and the new curate knelt at his side
en the beach endeavoring to restore
his circulation.
"My friends," he said, turning to the
villagers, "how do you usually pro
ceed in these cases?"
As one man the simple folk replied:
"Search his pockets." Harper's Week
ly In Lent
Henry M. Flagler, at a dinner party
at Palm Beach, said, apropos of Lent:
"A clergyman told me one day in
Lent how, the Sunday before, he had
preached from the text, 'All flesh is
grass.'
"The next day be met a parishioner
of his, a lowly laboring man to whom
fasting was anything but congenial.
This man said to the clergyman with
a smile:
" I much enjoyed, sir, yesterday, yer
sermon about all flesh bein grass, and
I wish to know whether, in this Lent
en season, I couldn't be after bavin' a
small piece of pork wv f al-
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Mistress Rosemary
By MILLICENT E. MANN
CHAPTER XX Continued.
"Five days!" I repeated. 'This is
the night when I am to meet Lady
Felton and receive it back again. I
must get up help me, Gil."
"You cannot; you are not able,"
said he.
"She will think I do not care, I
pleaded; "I must get up."
"It does not matter, my lord; the
lady is not In London," said he.
"Ah, yes. you said that you had
seen her where has she gone?" I
asked. '
"I do not know," he returned.
I fell back exhausted from talking,
big drops of sweat stood upon my
face. I made a motion for him to ex
plain. "Three nights ago," he began, "at
the close of another day of unrequited
search, tired out, I was dozing In my
chair. You see, sir, I have not slept
in a bed since our parting."
"Poor Gil!" I murmured.
I remembered how he had ridden
to and from Long Haut without rest,
and now this wearying search.
"You were right It may be some
consolation for you to know there is
nothing to beat this looking after
young sparks for taking the pounds
off one. hey Gil?" I said drolly. "You
will be as slender as our friend, Noel,
when next you meet"
"I had not finished my supper," he
went on, heedless of my interruption.
"I intended to go out again as soon
as my cloak was dried; and, as I said,
I fell asleep in my chair. I was awak
ened by Torraine, who came and said
that the lady was at the lodge door.
You will know that I am not at the
Blue Boar, but in an old house on the
fringe of town."
" 'What lady?' I asked him.
"'The handsome one that came to
the Tabard,' he explained.
"I hurried on my clothes to be
decent and went down to the door,
where the fool had left her standing.
I begged her to come in. She was
timid pale big black rings were un
der her eyes."
'"Your master.' she faltered
'Have you found him yet?"
"'No,' I replied, 'and I have
searched everywhere.'
"'I am afraid,' she said, 'that he i
dead.' Her voice broke and died awai
in a sob.
"'What makes you think so,?' I
asked, stubborn enough still to contest
the thought with anyone th J Jfou
could be dead. "
" 'Yes, dead,' she repeated "and a
woman's vanity has been tVe cause!'
"I thought, if so, she wculd not be
1 VrS?-:'" la 0 - 1 ' " " v. c-?
"'If he is dead,' I violently cried, 'you have killed him!'"
the first woman to do a man to his
death by the same. I restrained my
self, however, and gave her no hint
of my thoughts."
I could have smiled any other time,
he took so much virtue to himself at
that restraint, but anxiety consumed
me and I motioned him to continue.
"'You must know,' she said, 'that
my cousin. Sir Raoul Dwight. laid me
a wager it was to be a pair of jew
eled gloves against my carol ring
that I could not get Mister Waters to
loan me that locket he wore upon his
brea. I could not let the wager
pass; and that was the reason why
I came to the Tabard instead of send
ing someone to see him and to coax
it from him.'
"I will tell you that her voice lagged
in the telling of this"
"No side remarks, if you please,
Gil." I interrupted sharply.
"'The night of the ball, the lady
continued, 'I wore the locket; it hung
among the lace ruffles which encircled
my neck. At once Cousin Raoul saw
it I knew he saw it, although he
said nothing, and I flirted my triumph
in his face. Tired of the minuet,
someone proposed a country dance.
I like them not they are rough. We
were in the midst of one, where the
gentlemen hold their swords up and
the ladies pass beneath them. In a
moment, I understand not yet how it
happened, we all got bunched togeth
er. In the mix-up my dress was torn
and the locket Mister Waters' locket
fell to the floor. Raoul Dwight's
foot in an instant covered the bauble
before the gentleman with whom I
was dancing had time to stoop for it
Cousin Raoul was handing it to me
(he had been the quicker to pick it
up) with a low bow of mock humility,
1 bewailing his awkwardness and mak
ing other profuse apologies, when he
discovered that the mirror was brok
en, shattered into a thousand tiny
bits. 'A bad omen, ma cousine,' he
said, 'a death!" His face glowed with
the liveliest interest, and malignity
was not far off. I twitted him with
being spiteful because of losing the
wager I was not gentle with him.
"I may say I believed her, for upon
the telling of the circumstance, her
eyes sparkled like glow worms on a
summer's night," was Gil's comment
"He dallied with the locket, the
lady continued her narrative, In a dis
dainful manner, turning it now this
way, now that while I waited his
pleasure. Finally he gave it an extra
fillip and the thin gold partition,
which backed the mirror, fell out and
with it a bit of paper folded into a
tiny square to fit the locket. Again
there was a scramble, and again
Raoul Dwight was the successful one.
In spite of my expostulations, he
opened and read what was written
on tha paper aloud the dishonorable
hountt A love letter,' he cried mock
ingly; a rendezvous, too!' He then
held It ap so that all the dandles pres
ent might see. I was in distress,
for aow I thoatht I aaderstood why
Mister Waters had been so solicitous
about the locket he should have
trusted me if it is of any value to him.
It is not mine.' I cried, scarcely
knowing what I said. I see it Is not,
cousin," he replied, 'for the date on
the billet doux, although almost indis
tinguishable, antedates your birth by
some years and I beg your pardon,
coz,' he added. The men's muttered
cries of 'Shame.' helped him to fasten
his slipping temper.
'"Then he hastened to hand it to
me, for he had seen what I too saw;
my father watching ns. You must
know,' she explained to me, 'that I
have a father here in London, al
though 'tis little indeed I see of him,
living, as I mostly do, at Lady
Dwight's. My father now came to
ward us, pushing back the crowd
debonairly. I forestalled the words
on his lips by crying gayly to Raoul
Dwight: 'I have won the wager; the
gloves are mine.' But my father was
not so easily to be put to rout 'Al
low me to see the paper, Mary,' he re
quested. But I courteseyed low be
fore him, and replied, 'You must ex
cuse me. sir; it would not interest
you. Moreover, it does not belong to
me I placed tne paper DacK m tne
locket and fastened on the gold back.
"'The men began making apologies
for the fracas, and Raoul Dwight. as
if to- make amends for his rudeness,
born of pique, and as I afterward
learned, desire to see if the locket
which Mister Waters habitually wore
contained the pledge of my hand, ling
ered to appease Lord Felton. I un
derstood that Raoul Dwight was ex
plaining about the paper I heard
him say (my ears are keen) words to
the effect that it was naught but an
old love letter written to Elaine, of
which Mister Waters must be choice
indeed, since he treasured it so; and
if it were ever to come again under
his notice he would destroy it And
his information was punctuated with
maliciouschuckles. Which proved to
me that it was of value to its owner,
and tUat Raoul Dwight had either
seer or heard of It before. I prom
i.yif mySlf that, as far as I had the
e Laying,
f "'h
w,l couli
ifjj walked
.laying, he should never see it again.
did not look at my father, but
d feel his eyes follow me as I
alked down the ball room with my
partner, and I knew that he was furi
ous at being thwarted in his inquisi
tiveness. That was not to be the end
of the affair. There is much more to
tell, much more!
"'I thought to escape an interview
with him that night by spending it at
Lady Dwight's. I had hardly entered
the hall of her house when Lord Fel
ton stood before me. After many
pleasant words and compliments, for
my father knows how to be most
gracious when he chooses, and he can
be the fiend incarnate when he
pleases, also, he asked to see the bil
let doux. Again I refused graciously
but firmly. He was at a white heat
with anger, and I was afraid that he
would use force to wrench it from me.
I should have known him better than
that. He recovered himself and in
his 'most suave manner said slowly
and impressively: 'You are wasting
your strength, my dear; better build
a new fire upon the ashes of this old
one you will never see Quentin Wa
tersyour lover again. I think that
you will not care to go unloved, no.
not unloved, you could never be that,
but unloving to the grave. Moreover,
have your maid prepare your clothes;
to-morrow I am going to take you
away with me. I have left you too
long to your own devices; and your
lovers.'
"'You have called Quentin Waters
my lover,' I replied. 'I am more than
happy to introduce him to 3-ou as
such. When a father gambles away
his daughter's hand in a room crowd
ed with gamesters, holding her name
as light as a thistle down oh, I hate
the thought of it! he should thank
her if she meet him in any spirit
whatsoever. But if she acquiesces in
what he has done, something more
than thanks, are, I think, her due.' 'Of
course he told you that?' he said.
His aplomb was admirable. 'And you
believed him?'
v,. wmoc ue mu uui ten me mat,
I retorted. 'He only lately became
aware of the fact that Lady Mary Fel
ton and Rosemary Allyn, whom he
had seen at Castle Drout, were the
same person. I saw and possessed
the paper the day he won it I recog
nized my father's writing!' He winced
now, and the blood came to the sur
face of his face. 'Then to make as
surance doubly sure, I asked one who
had witnessed the proceedings that
night at the Lodge, and from him I
learned the facts of the case. You
and Cousin Raoul need not have been
so anxious about the paper, since It
has been in my possession all the
time. Quentin Waters is not the man
to force an unwelcome bride.'
"'I'm afraid hell have to take a
bride in heaven,' he said harshly;
'hell get no earthly one.
"Then will I be that bride, I re
turned. Seeing there would be no
end to the argument, he left me, after
requesting my presence at home on
the morrow.
" 'He had hardly gotten out of the
door before Raoul Dwight put in an
appearance. I had undergone my
limit that night; patience not being
a cardinal virtue with me, and I had
no words for him. I was passing to
my room, when he barred my way.
'A moment sweet coz. I would have a
word with you,' he said. T pray yon
grant oardoa for what haimeasd
at the ball to-night I wished to know
what thai locket contained; I have
found out At that I cried, 'You dared
make a tool of me for your base
deeds?' 'Everything is excusable in
love and war, he answered. 'Again I
crave your pardon it seems there
was no need of such rough measures,
for I am confident that Quentin Wa
ters is dead.'
"If he is dead. I violently cried,
'you have killed him!' He answered,
'I would have killed him joyfully in a
duel, face to face, but I am no knave
to stab a man in the back.' 'No?' I
tauntingly questioned: 'but perhaps
hire men (and there are plenty about
town who ask no better way to coin
money) to do your delicate work for
you. He retorted. 'I think you would
not care to know, if such was the
case, the name of the man in whose
brain the plan was created.'
"'I looked scornfully at him and
cried: 'Coward! You not only make
light of a woman before an assembly.
but strike in the dark the character
of one older than yourself better not
tell him your suspicions coward;'
'Peace, cousin, peace.' he said. I
have proof that Quentin Waters was
struck from his horse, and then mys
teriously disappeared. At first I
thought his man. "Gil the ape had
taken care of his body. But he has
been hanging about the Duke's the
ater, obviously as much at sea as the
rest of us as to the destiny of his
master. I firmly believe that he is
dead. Sweet coz, turn your thoughts
from a dead man to me, a quick one.
who has loved you for years am I
never to be rewarded for my fidelity?"
(To be continued.)
JUDGING BY THEIR COLOR.
Fisherman Employed Somebody to
"Break In" His Shirts.
The late Capt Alfred Rice, the
noted shad fisherman of the Delaware
river, was no less remarkable for per
sonal cleanliness than for his un
equaled handling of the mile-long shad
seine.
Capt. Rice was not only clean and
neat himself; he insisted upon clean
liness and neatness in his men. If a
new man proved to be a sloven, he
very soon mended his ways under the
captain's criticisms, or else he sought
another job.
There was a new man. one shad
season, who always wore a dirty white
shirt. In shad fishing it is best to
wear a black jersey. If, however, a
white shirt is chosen, there is no rea
son why it should not be a clean one.
So, at least, Capt. Rice thought.
He stood his new man's dirty white
shirts for a month. Then, calling the
fisherman up to him, he said:
"Friend, who the deuce is it that
you always get to wear your shirts
the first week for you?" Los Angeles
Times.
Trembled for Papa's Safety.
Jennie's father is a preacher, so
whether she wishes it or not Jennie
is dragged to church every Sunday
morning. As a rule she finds more
food tor reflection during these or
deals in the multi-colored angels over
the altar than in her father's sermons,
but on a recent Sunday his opening
sentence threw even the angels into
the shade.
"Let him who is without sin among
you be first to cast a stone," announc
ed the clergyman.
-iiiat challenge, hurled thus boldly
at the concregition. took Jennie's at
tention, and iiom then on until tne
end of the sermon she watched and
listt-ned with intens-o earnestness. Not
i mil the entire congregation had turn
ed their hacks on the pulpit and were
surging toward the doors did the
ptixious look fade from her puzzled
little face. Then, seeing that the
service was at an end, she fell back
in a corner of the pew and breathed
heavily with relief.
"I'm glad." she said to her mother,
"that nobody chucked rocks at papa."
Sane or Insane.
"Is there any sure test by which
to tell the sane from the insane?" in
quired a student of the famous French
Ailenist Esquirol. "Please dine with
me to-morrow at 6 o'clock." was the
answer of the savant. The student
complied. Two other guests were pres
ent, one of whom was elegantly
dressed, while the other was rather
uncouth, noisy and extremely conceit
ed. After dinner the pupil rcse to take
leave, and as he shook bands with his
teacher he remarked: "The problem
is very simple, after all ; the quiet, well
(.ressed gentleman is certainly distin
guished in some line, but the other is
as certainly a lunatic and ought to be
locked up." "You are wrong, my
friend," replied Esquirol with a smile.
"The quiet, well-dressed man who
talks so rationally, has for years labor
ed under the delusion that he is God,
the Father; whereas, the other man,
vhose exuberance and self-conceit
have surprised you, is M. Honore de
Lalzac, the greatest French writer of
the day." Leslie's Monthly.
Liverpool's Literary Streets.
"The most literary street names in
the world," said a publisher, "are those
of Liverpool. There is hardly a writer
of note whose fame is not commem
orated in some way in a Liverpool
street name.
"Dickens is highly honored in Liver
pool. There is a Pecksniff street, a
Dombey street, a Winkle street, a
Tupman street, a Dorrit street, a
Nickleby street, a Copperfield street
and a Micawber street.
"In honor of Tennyson Liverpool has
a Maud street, a Geraint street, an
Enid street, a Claribel street, a Gwen
doline street, a Shalott street and so
on.
"Falstaff street, Portia street. Rosa
line street, Oberon street, Macbeth
street, Cordelia street, Hotspur
street, Ariel street and a dozen others
do honor to the Bard of Avon."
Wit Worth Overcharge.
A commendable characteristic of W.
I . Douglas, governor of Massachu
setts, Is his enjoyment of a joke on
bimself as much as on the other fel
low. Not long ago he dropped into
a strange barber shop to have his
tr.ant hair trimmed. After the job
had been completed, the barber hand
ed Mr. Douglas a check for fifty cents.
"How's this?" said Mr. Douglas.
"Doesn't that sign over there say
first-class hair-cut for twenty-five
cents'?"
"Yes yes,' replied the barber, "but
you haven't first-class hair."
Deadly as Christians Now.
Japan's advance in "civilization" has
been thex subject of many squibs of
late. As good a, one as any is reported
by a London paper to have been writ
ten by a schoolboy wider examina
tion: "Until recently the Japanese
used to fight with bows and arrows,
but now they are equipped with the
complete arms of a Christian." Port
land Oreaonian.
V
NEWS
TO DEFEAT LAW'S PURPOSE
Measure of the La:-t Legislature Bar
ring Sports.
LINCOLN Nebraska sportsmen,
racing men and attorneys are holding
lively discussions over what games of
sport tend to disturb the public peace;
also, who shall decide that the public
peace is disturbed by such sports?
The debate is caused by the bill of
Senator Hughes of Platte county,
which was passed by the last session
of the legislature and signed by the
governor. By this measure, horse rac
ing, ball playing and other sports
tending to disturb the public peace are
prohibited on May 30. commonly
known as Decoration or Memorial day.
As it now stands the measure reads:
"Section 1. Any person or persons
who shall, on the 30th day of May.
commonly known as Decoration day.
engage in horse racing, ball playing,
or in any game of snort, which may
tend to disturb the public peace on the
30th day of May. shall be deemed
guilty of a misdemeanor, and shall be
punished by a fine not exceeding $100.
or by imprisonment for not more than
thirty days, or both, at the direction
of the court."
The Grand Army of the Republic
Is responsible for the origination of
the bill which is meant to prevent the
desecration of the day set aside to
commemorate the deeds of the na
tion's soldier dead. As it does not
carry the emergency clause the law
will not become operative until July
1. Some attorneys claim that the bill
will be non-effective on account of de
fective punctuation, which consider
ably complicates its construction.
ALMOST DOUBLE TRAGEDY.
Man at Shubert Shoots Wife and Then
Himself.
STELLA The town or Shubert.
just five miles east of this place, was
the scene of a terrible tragedy.
George Quiggle. after a protracted
drunken spree, got a revolver and
went down to where his wife was
hanging out the washing and after a
few words pointed the gun at her
heart, at the same time pulling the
trigger. She managed to turn the
point of the gun so as to receive the
discharge in her hand. He then shot
her in the side and another load in
flicting a scalp wound. He then fired
a shot at his own head which render
ed him unconscious and from the ef
fects of which the doctors say he
cannot recover. He tried at several of
the hardware stores in Stella last
week to get a gun but was refused
on account of being intoxicated at the
time and also was refused the sale of
cartridges. About five years ago he
ran a livery barn fn this place but
for the last few years has been liv
ing In and near the town of Shubert.
He was a hard drinker and very
quarrelsome and disagreeable to his
family. It is thought she will re
cover. Invents Talking Machine.
LINCOLN The Duplcxophone com
pany of Lincoln has filed articles- of
incorporation with the secretary of
state. The capital stock is $::oo.noo.
and the incorporators are C. E. Hill,
president: J. W. Clark, vice pr"-i-tlent;
.T. Y. M. Swigart. sorn-tiry an 1
treasurer, and M. Lensink. m:inag'r
The company will manufacture in Lin
coln a now sort of talking mwhine
called the dupiexophone. which differs
from all other such machines in tak
ing the vibrations from brth sides
instead of from one side of the dia
phragm of the producer.
Chamberlain Seeking Bondsmen.
TECUMSEH Charles M. Chamber
lain is still at work in an endeavor to
raise the $25,500 bonds the district
court placed him under. He is mak
ing the rounds of the business part
of the city being escorted by an offi
cer. He does not hesitate to ask the
greatest losers in the failed bank to
sign his petition, but his-requcsts are
not always complied with. He met an
irate farmer on the street who pro
ceeded to air his opinion concerning
his actions. It is believed he is going
to be aide to give the bond, as it is
slid he has already secured $18,000
of the amount
BaM FixM at $25,000.
TECUMSEH Uiion the convening
of the district court Charles M. Cham
berlain, the defaulting cashier of the
defunct Chamberlain banking house of
this city, was taken before Judge Bab
cock for bond. Judge Babcock fixed
it at $25,000. which Chamberlain may
not be able to give.
Humboldt citizens will probably
vote on a proposition to build a city
hall.
Seward has re-elected its
"orps of teachers.
present
Bull Kills Farmer.
FRANKLIN E. I. Reck, a wealthy
and prosperous farmer was kill"d at
his farm three miles southeast of this
place by a furious bull. Mr. IW-k was
out in the field working with cattle
when the bull atacked him. He had a
pitch fork which was found with tines
bent showing he made a fight to save
his life. The bull had been dehorned
but used his feet, stamping his vic
time into an almost unrerognia'ile
mass. It was several hours b"fore his
body was found and he was still alive
but died soon after.
Currie Makes Investment.
BROKEN BOW F. M Currie. for
mer state senator from this district,
has purchased .1. E. Adamon's inter
est in the Central Telephone com
pany, which, outside of a few shares,
includes the whole nlant. This pur
chase is subject to an option held by
the Co-operative Telephone company,
which expires June 1. of this year.
The purchase price, as offered to the
latter company, was $31,000. If they
do not raise the necessary amount of
funds by that time. Mr. Currie will
Immediately commence making im
provements. Motor Car Service.
GRAND ISLAND Great interest is
felt in the motor car service on the
Union Pacific branch between this
city and St. Paul all of next week.
The car will make two trips between
the two points, the company making
a special rate of one dollar for the
round trip, for the week. The distance
between the two points is thirty
miles. The schedule is so arranged as
to give the people of both cities a
chance to visit or transact business
with each other without the waste of
time.
IN NEBRASKA
STATE NOTES.
At Wayne a woman's relief corps
has been organized in connection with
the Grand Army.
McCook now has a full-fledged,
wide-awake, active commercial club.
It starts with a membership of 75.
J. H. Preston of Sarpy county has
been pronounced insane by the ex
amining board and will be sent to the
asylum at Lincoln.
Annie Stindt. a five-year-old girl liv
ing near Sterling. Johnson county,
was severely burned, and will proba
bly lose one arm, if not her life. .
Prof. Myers has secured Senator E.
J. Burkett to deliver the principal ad
dress at the commencement exercises
of the Oakland high school the latter
part of May.
Firo destroyed two large hay
stacks, a cattle shed and a few other
farm buildings on the farm of Carsten
Bosselman. sixteen miles north of
Grand Island.
Bert Green, known as one of the ex
pert rifle and pistol shots of the west,
has resigned his clerkship at the Be
atrice postoffice and will leave soon to
join Ring! ing Bros.' circus.
The plans and specifications for the
new Burlington depot at Beatrice call
for a structure to cost $70,000. It is
thought that work will be commenced
on the station within sixty days.
Blinn Sill of Hastings, for many
years a resident plasterer and brick
layer, and well-to-do. has gone away,
leaving his wife and child, and in his
wake a train of unsavory rumors.
Anton Trojan, a well-to-do Bohe
mian fanner. 60 years of age, living
two miles northeast of Leigh, came to
his death by drowning in a stock well
on his farm. He fell in head fore
most. The new brick church known as the
Center Catholic church, three miles
west of Brainerd. was totally destroy
ed by fire. The origin of the fire is
unknown. .The loss will be $14,000;
insurance. $6,000.
"Posey" Messersmith. who has
been employed in the Burlington
switch yards at Plattsmouth for
thirty-one years, has tendered his res
ignation and will engage in the chick
en business.
John M. Thurston, former United
States senator from Nebraska, has
been retained to press claims for in
demnity on account of the massacre
of several Americans, among whom
was A. M. Call of Sioux City, in So
nora. Mexico, January 17.
The committee having in charge tho
business men's lecture course of Te
cumseh has abandoned the plan of ex
tending the course another year. Last
season a $500 course was given, which
included five first-class events. About
$i:!0 was netted on the enterprise.
Governor Mickey is considering tho
calling of an election for the First
congressional district for the purMso
nf selecting a s"ccessor to Senator
Burkett. It is not improbable the
time will be fixed some time in July,
probably between the 11th and ISth.
John Person, a farmer northeast of
Norfolk, sent word to his wfe in Nor
folk, who had deserted him. that lie
wished to see her. When she arrived
she found Iiis head entirely blown
off with a shitgun. His feet were
Moody, ini'iicating that he had walked
aiouud after ow wounding himself.
Despondency over losing his tamily
and farm was the cause.
V. M. Chamberlain, former banker
at Tecumseh. who left the city upon
the failure of his bank in August.
1!0L and who has been charged with
violation of the s'ate banking laws,
has vduntarih' returned and is now
in jail. The sheriff received a tele
gram from Chamberlain from a city
outside of the state requesting him
to met him at Lincoln. This tho
sheriff did and returned with Cham
berlain to Tecumseh.
The store building and general mer
chandise stock owned and managed
by Pat Rowley of Harncston caught
lire about 1 o'clock in the morning
and was completely destroyed. The
lire started on the north side of the
building and when discovered had
burned into the store room. A strong
north wind was blowing and tho in
terior of the building was soon a mass
oJ (lames. Iss on stock will be
about $10,000; on building. $2,500.
George Hu'ggle of Shubert, whoso
wife left hirn recently, went to tho
house where she was staying and
found her clothes hanging on the line.
Without her seeing hirn he shot her
in the forehead. When she fell he
held her and fired four more shots.
After emptying one revolver he took
another from his pocket and shot
once more. Then he walked to his
home and went upstairs. lay on the
bed and shot himself. The ball en
tered his forehead. It is believed
Mrs. Huiggle will live.
Because of the increased cost of liv
ing in Lincoln the Traction company
voluntarily boosted the salaries of its
men from 8 to 10 per cent, effective
May 1. The new scale gives the be
ginners 1 J rents an hour and the five
year conductors 20 rents an hour.
E. L. I5e"k. a wealthy and prosper
ous farm of Franklin county, was
killed at his farm three miles south
east of Franklin by a furious bull.
.Mr. Beck was out in the field working
with the cattle when the bull attacked
him. When found ne was still alive
but so badly injured that he died soon
after.
County Treasurer Morrison of Sar
py county has begun the work of pre
paring a list of property which will
be embraced bv the scavenger law.
An extra fore of clerks has been put
on in that ol!ice in the hope of get
ting the list out in the shortest time
possible.
At Nebraska City, in the district
court, the divorce cases of A. L. Still
wagon vs. Ida L. Stillwagon and May
Etta Swogger vs. James (I. Swogger
were settled and dismissed, the par
ties agreeing to live together again.
The latter couple have been divorced
twice and remarried three times.
The Union Pacific motor car No. I
returned to Grand Island trom its trip
on the Ord branch. Conductor Pflas
terer and Motormen Heard and Adams
state that they made the run from
St Paul, twenty-two miles, in forty
five minutes.
Charles W. Presba. residing about
four miles north of Wahoo, sold 116
acres of land to Ebil C. Johnson at
$125 per acre, or $14,500. In 1889 Mr.
Presba bought this farm for $3,400.
Several farmers in Saunders county
have been offered $125 per acre, but
this is the first sale for as large a
number of acres at that high price.
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