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About The courier. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1894-1903 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 16, 1901)
THE COURIER. t bink it smart to disturb freshmen Jean Folmer and James Heagy became bo exceedingly bright in that direction that several seats were broken before quiet could be restored. But our indig nation was indeed aroused when, Satur day afternoon, as the committee and of ficere were preparing the library, these two boys with eight or ten of their friends entered the library and by main force took our president out doors and pounded him on the head with broom handles. Our party was well attended and several teachers were present. They were Mrs. Field and the MiBBes Tuttle, Hyde, Duncombe, Long, Emerson and Fierce. Various games made the eve ning a success, and the teachers added greatly to the fun, as they entered into the games with as much z-st as we. At 9:30 slips were matched for refresh ments and it appeared very funny to see the line led by a tiny boy and a girl twice his size. There is considerable talk and some movement towards holding an athletic carnival in the auditorium. The plan has found many supporters and those who will give us helping hands are to be found abundantly. The scheme as proposed, will include jumping, kicking, basket-ball and various other sports. Omaha will be invited to participate and great rooting and enthusiasm are expected. The idea is unique and prom ises success. A crowd of sophomores, juniors and seniors enjoyed a sleigh rida on Wednes day night. Mr. Puilpott and Miss Gately chaperoned. THE MAN-DOG. (Continued from Page 5.) and the pony himself leisurely coming home without a rider. Then Captain Marias mounted, and 1 followed him. He took the plantation conch-shell, and we rode on into the dark forest as long as we could trace any footsteps of the pony, or find any open way, and again and again Captain Martas blew resonant blasts upon hiB shell that rolled far and away over the swamp, seeking to ap prise hi& wife that we were there, and waiting for her; but nothing came of it. "The could bear the shell," he said, "upon a Bt ill night like this, three or four miles," and it seemed to him im possible that they could have gone be yond the reach of the sound. But no answer came, and the moonless night came down on the great Black Swamp, and the darkness grew almost visible, so thoroughly did it shut nf all vision, like a vast black wall. Then Martas sent Toby back to the plantation for tire and blanket and more men, and soon a roaring blaze mounted skyward, and every few minutes the conch-shell was blown. Nothing more cuuld be done. I remained with the now sorely troubled husband through the night. 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Address us simply WEEKLY WORLD-HERALD, Omaha, Neb. almost unknown bosom of the swamp. Tho pony bad followed bis own trail in coming out of the swamp, and this made it. easier for us to trace bis way. At last we came to the dark, sluggish, sullen water. It waa a point of solid ground, of less than an acre ir extent, a foot or two above the water, almost circular in outline, and nearly surrounded by the lagoon. It was comparatively clear of timber, and near the center rose a grand magnolia tree, such as Celia had de scribed to Mrs. Martas on the evening before. At the root of this tree, bathed with the rich, overpowering perfume of the wonderful bloom above her, lay the dead body of tbe beautiful woman, her clothes disordered, her hsir disheveled, a coarse, dirty handkerchief stuffed into her mouth, and all the surroundings giving evidence of a despairing struggle and a desperate crimp. Captain MartaB was overcome with anguish, and after one agonized look around, as if to assuro himself that Cecil was not aleo some where in sight, he Bat down beside the body and gazed upon hiB murdered wife in silent, hopeles agony of spirit. I desired all tbe men to remain where they were, except Toby, whom I ordered to follow me; and then beginning at the little ridge of land between tbe waters by which we had reached the circular space before described, wo followed the edge of the ground completely round to the starting point, seeking in the soft mud along the shore for a footprint, or tho mark made by a canoe or skiff, for some evidence by which the murderer had reached the peninsula, or by which Cecil had left it. We found perfect tracks of all animal life existing in the swamps, even to tho minute lines left by the feet of the small est birds, but no trace of a human foot, although a snail could not have pas&ed into or out of the water without leaving his mark upon the yielding mud, much leES a footstep or a canoe. The thing was inexplicable. Where was Cecil? How bad she gone without leaving a trace of her departure? Had she been there at all? Who bad murd ered Mrs. Martas? Surely some man or devil has perpetrated that crime. How had the villain escaped from the scene of his crime, leaving not the slightest clu- by which it was possible to tell which way he bad gone? I reported to Captain MartaB the ex act condition of the affair, and told him I did not know what to do, unless we could get bloodhounds and put them on the trail. He said there were no hounas within sixty miles; that all of the plant ers he knew preferred to lose a runaway rather than to follow them with the dogs. Rumors of the loss of Mrs. Mar tas had spread from, plantation to camp, and two or three soldiers had immedi ately ridden out to the plantation, and then had followed us to the scene of the crime. One of them said: "If there are no bounds, send to camp for old Du Chien. lie is better than any dog." Tbe remark was eo sigular that I asked: 'What do you mean by Baj ing, 'He is better than any dog?'" "I mean that he can follow the trail by the scent better than any hound I ever eaw, and I have seen hundreds of them " "Is that a mere camp story," said I."or do you know it of your own knowl edge?" "1 know it mjBelf, Eir," said the sol dier. "I have seen him f mell a man or his clothes, and then go blindfoldep into a whole regiment and pick out the man by bis Ecent. I bave seen bim pull a lock of wool off a sheep, smell it good, and then go blndfolded into the pen and pick out that identical sheep from fifty others. 1 have known him to smell the blanket a nigger slept in, and follow that darky four or five miles by the scent of him through cotton, corn, and woods He is hotter than a dog.'' Tho man looked to be honest and in telligent, and while I could hardly credit Buch an astounding and abnormal devel opment of the nasal power in a human being, there was nothing eleo to do; so I told him to take ray horso and his own. ride as quickly as possible to camp, and bring old Du Chien with him. Then we made a litter, and slowly and reverently we bore tho corpse of tho murdered lady along tho dilllcult road until wo reached a point to which it was possible to bring a carriage, in which we placod her in chargo of tho horrified neighbors, who had by this timo collected at the plantation. Captain Martas insisted on remaining with me and awaiting the coming of Du Chien. Moro than two hourB elapsed beforo the soldier, whom I had sent for Du Chien, the Man Dog, roturned with that strange creature. Ho surely deserved his name. He must have been six feet high, but was so lank, loose, flabby and jumbled-up that it was hard to even guess at his stature His legs wero long and lank, and his hands hung down to bis knees. A bristly shock of red hair grew nearly down to his eyebrows, and his head slanted back to u point, sugar loaf fashion. His chin seemed to havo slid back into bis lank, flabby neck, and his face looked as if it Btopped at tho round, red, slobbering mouth. Ilia noso was not remarkably large, but the slop ing away of all the facial lines from it, as from a central point, gave his nasal organ an expression of peculiar promi nence and significance. When he walk ed, every bone and muscle about him drooped forward, as if he were about to fall face foremost, and travel with his hands and feet. Briefly I explained what had happen ed, and thereupon Du Chien, who seem ed to be a man of few words, said: "Stay where you are, all of you, for a minute." Then he started off at bis singular dog-trot pace, and followed tho edge of the water all the way around, just as I had done, lightly but with wonderful celerity. Then he came back to us, looking much puzzled. I handed him the coarse, dirty handker chief which I had taken from the dead woman's mouth, and Du Chien im mediately buried that wonderful nose of his n it, and snuffed at it long and vigorously. Having apparently satisfied himself, he removed the dirty rag from his face, and said: "Nigger." "No," said I. thinking of Celia, and looking Du Chien in his little, round, deep-eat eyes; "a mulatto." "No," he answered with quiet assur ance; '-not mulatto; nigger; black, wool headed, and old- a buck nigger." ''What can you do?" said I. "Wait a minute," said Du Chien. Then he started off again to mke the circuit of tbe peninsula, but more slow ly and deliberately than at first. He threw his head from side to side, like a hound, and smelted at every tree and shrub. He had got about half way around when he reached a mighty tree that grew on the edge of tho Bwamp. leaning out over the water where it was narrowest and deepest, and seemed to mingle its braLches with the branches cfaLOlher tree of a similar gigantic growth that grew upon the other side. He walked up to the tree, saying: -'Nigger went on here!'" and at once began to climb. The inclination of the great trunk acd the townees of the beanches made the task an easy one. Almost in stantly Captain Martas. I, and two or three soldiers followed Du Chien up the tree. Du Chien bad gone up some thir ty feet into ihe dense foilage, when all at once he left the body of the tree, and began to slide along a great limb that extended out over tho water, holding to H ff 4 I
