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LAND OFFICE NOTICES.
NOTICE FOB PUBLICATION
Land Ofice at North Platte. N'eb., ?
January 10, 1893. 5
Notice U hereby s-iren that the following-named
aettlar haa filed notice of his intention 'o wake
ftsl proof is aapport of his claim, and tnat saw
Ml I. 1 Hi'.lcriiii4 RuVITUr
prow wiu w bw uvivi v w.oc .
it North PlatU,Nb.. on February 18, 1S93. Yix:
Mamaei . aukiqi, 17. b. no. uoo iur buuh.
fclf aorthwMt nnarter south half northeast
aurter section 3, township 10 north, range
Z . Tr .1 fAUn:nr YFifTIACUMl
proT hla continuous residence upon and cultiva
tion at aaid iasd, tw: lnomas j.
Daraell, iiswis uox ana jsme x-uiujio, "
Nichola.Neb. A.B. BALDWIN,
XOTICE FOB PUBLICATION.
Land Office at North Platte. Neb., t
T.nn.ra lf 1fiC3. I
Notice ia hereby given that the. foliowing-
aaaed settler has filed notice ol nw inienuon w
Mb fiaal proof in aapport of his claim ana
that said proof will be made before theBejsister
aad KaaatTer or me u. a. uiou uuicu m .
Platte. Neb., on March 8. 1893, t: Josiah Weir,
who aaada Homestead Entry No. 10265 for tho
aorthweat onarter of section 31, township 13,
ranee 35. Be names the following witnesses
to proTe hi continuous residence npon ana
1. (-.:.. ;l Uml TW- kMinni V. Arm.
WVVMWH VJi ..tut., ..... - -
stress, Willis L. Martin. John Cooperani Frank
reaaa, au oi x ax ion. -;).
16 A. 8. BALDWIN Register.
XOTICE FOB PUBLICATION.
Land Office at North Platte, Nvbr. ?
1-ebruirT 1st 1833. f
Notice U hereby ciren that the follo'wine-named
aettler baa file notice of his intention to make
anal proof in aapport of his claim and that said
proof will be made before the Register and Ke
oairer at North Platte. Nob., on March 18th.
1898, Ti: William Scharman. who made H. E.
No. 11.317 for the southwest Quarter of section 4.
townahip 13 north, ran ire 31 west. He names
the following witnesses to prove his continuous
residence nponand cultivation of said land, tiz:
Loci mi Steobina, Andrew Hahn. Joseph Spies
aad -Henry racks, all or .North riatte, Heb.
96 A. a BALDWIN, .Register.
NOTICE FOB PUBLICATION.
Land Office at North Platte. Neb., )
February 1st, 1893. J
Notice is hereby given that the following
aasied aettler haa tiled notice of his intention to
aake aaal proof in support of his claim, and that
aid proof will be made before Register and
atoceirer at North Platte. Neb., on March
18th, 1863, tU: William 8. Ross, who made H. E.
No. 11074, for the south half southeast quarter
and tha northwest quarter of the southeast
quarter and tho soathwast quarter of the north
east qoarter of section 26, township 1G north,
range 29 west. He names the following witnesses
to prove his continuous residence npon and
cultivation of said land viz: Joseph Littlo, Louis
P. Derby. Nils Gust Wiberg and Charles A.
Wiberg, all of Myrtle. Neh
SO A. S. BALDWIN, Register.
ORDER Or HEARING.
The Stats or Nebraska, )
Lincoln Countt. j88.
At a county court, held at the county court room,
In and for said county, January 21, A. D., 1893.
Present James M. Ray, County Judge.
In tha matter of the estate of Beri C. Dixon,
On reading and filing the petition of Harry T.
Dixon praying that administration of said estate
may be granted to him as Admlnistator.
Ordered, That February V, A. D., 1893, at one
o'clock p. m. is atslgned for hearing said petition,
when all persons Interested in said matter may
appear at a county court to be held in and for said
county, and show cause why the prayer of peti
tioner shonM not be granted; and that notice ot
the pendency of said petition and hearing thereof,
be given to all persons interested in said matter
by publishing a copy of this order in The North
Platte Tsistok, a weekly newspaper printed in
said county, for three successive weeks prior to
aid day of bearing.
JAMES M. RAY, County Judge.
(A true copy.) 33
VTOTICE OF AMENDMENT OF THE ARTICLES
IN OF INCORPORATION OF THE NORTH
PLATTE WATER WORKS COMPANY.
On motion it is ordered that Articles Three and
Thirteen of the original Articles of Incorporation
ot said North Platte Water Works Company be,
and the same are hereby amended to read as fol
lows: Abtxcu S. The capital stock of said Company
shall be $225,000 fully paid up non-assessable
stock, divided into shares of $50 each.
Abticlb 13. The indebtedness of this corpora
tion shall at no time exceed the sum of $150,000.
I heraby certify that the above amendment to
the Article of Incorporation of the North Platte
'Water Works Company were duly passed at a
aaeetiag of the stockholders of said company.
era iao tsa aay oi oovemoer, a. u. ibsk.
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Jens Madsen Jensen, George W. Burton and
Andrew E. Harvey partners doing business under
the arm name, ot Burton & Harvey. Nells C.
Ckria&assen, Henry Brown, and R. C. Grable,
afeadaata, wlU take notice that Julia A. Stowei
plaintiff herein, has aled her petition in the dis
trict court or Lincoln county, Nebraska, against
aid defendants, the object and prayer of which are
ta foreclose a certain mortgage executed June 22d,
1867 by tha defendant Jens Madden Jensen to the
BtalaMK upon the northwest quarter of section
aaaaberr tweary-oine &)), in township nine (9)
north, range twenty-eight (28) west, in Lincoln
county, Nebraska, to secure the payment of his
laves certain promissory notes, one for $500.00
one June ista, rao, ana ten notes for f 17.50 each,
doe renpecUvely, December 1st, 1887, June 1st and
December 1st, 18SS, 1889, 1890 and 1891. and June
1st, lsw, taat there la now due npon said notes and
mortgage the sum of 1715.90. including taxes paid
by plaintiff and interest, with interest thereon at
the rate of ten per cent per annum from the first
aay or uecemoer, itA ana plaintiff prays for a
decree tnai ine aeienaants te required to pay the
same or that said premises be sold to satisfy the
amoant foand dne.
Yon are required to answer said petition on or
before Monday, March 13th, 1893.
Dated this 28th day ot January, 1893.
JULIA A. STOWE, Plaintiff.
By W. L. Mobxjui, Her Attorney. 44
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It was snowing hard, aa it had been
for twenty-four hours. The evergreen
trees hung low with the snow. Nicholas
Gunn's little house was almost hidden
beneath it The snow shelved out over
the eaves and clung in damp masses to
the walls. Nicholas sat on his doorstep,
and the snow fell upon him. His old
cap had become a tall white crown.
There was a ridge of snow upon his bent
shoulders. He sat perfectly still. His
eyes were fixed npon the weighted ever
greens across the road, but he did not
seem to see them. He looked as calmly
passive beneath the storm as a Buddhist
There were no birds stirring and there
was no wind. All the Eound came from
the muffled rustle of the snow on the
trees, and that was so slight as to seem
scarcely more than a thought of sound.
The road stretched to the north and
south through the forest of pine and
cedar and hemlock. Nicholas Gunn's
was the only house in sight.
Stephen Forster came up the road
from the southward. He bent his head
and struggled along;' the snow was above
his knees, and at. every step he lifted his
feet painfully, a3 from a quicksand. He
advanced quite noiselessly until he be
gan to cough. Tne cough was deep and
rattling, and he had to stand still in the
snow while it was npon him. Nicholas
Gunn never looked up. Stephen bent
himself almost double, the cough became
a strangle, but Nicholas kept his calm
eyes fixed upon the evergreens.
At last Stephen righted himself and
kept on. He was very small; his clothes
wre covered with snow, and patches, of
it clung to his face. He looked- like
some little winter starved, white furred
animal creeping painfully to cover.
When he came opposite the house he
half halted, but Nicholas never stirred
nor looked his way, and he kept on. It
was all that he could do to move; the
cough had exhausted him; he carried a
heavy basket too.
He had proceeded only a few paces be
yond the house when his knees bent
under him and he fairly sank down into
the snow. He groaned a little, but Nicho
las did not turn his head.
After a little Stephen raised himself,
lifted his basket and went staggering
"Mr. Gunn," said he.
Nicholas turned his eyes slowly and
looked at him, but he did not speak.
Nicholas turned his eyes slowly and
looKca at mm.
"Can't I go into your house -an set
down an rest a few minutes? I'm 'most
".No, you can't,r replied Nicholas
"I dunno as I can git home."
Nicholas made no rejoinder. He turned
his eyes away. Stephen stood looking
piteously at him. His sharply cut, deli
cate face gleamed white through the
white fall of the snow.
"If you'd jest let me set there a few
minutes," he said."
Nicholas sat immovable.
Stephen tried to walk on, but suddenly
another coughing fit seized him. He
stumbled across the road and .propped
himself against a pine tree, setting the
basket down in the snow., He twisted
himself about the snowy tree trunk and
the coughs came in a rattling volley.
Nicholas Gunn looked across at him
and waited until Stephen got his breath.
Then he spoke.
"Look a here!" he said.
"If you want to set in the house a few
minutes you can. There ain't no fire
It was some time before Stephen For
ster gathered strength enough to return
across the road to the house. He leaned
against the tree panting, the tears run
ning down his cheeks. Nicholas did not
offer to help him. When at last Stephen
got across the road he rose to let him
pass through the door; then he sat down
again on tho doorstep.
Stephen Forster set his basket on the
floor and staggered across the room to a
chair. He leaned his head back against
the wall and panted. The room was bit
terly cold; the snow drifted in through
the open door where Nicholas sat. There
was no furniture except a cooking stove,
a cot bed, one chair and a table; but
there were ornaments. Upon the wall
hung various little worsted and card'
board decorations. -There was a lamp
mat on tne taDie, ana m one corner was
a rude bracket holding a bouquet of
wax flowers under a tall glass shade.
There was also a shelf full of books be
side the window
Stephen Forster did not notice any
thing. He sat with his eyes closed.
Once or twice he tried feebly to brush
the snow off his clothes; that was all.
Nicholas never turned his head. He
looked like a stone image there in the
doorway. In about twenty minutes
Stephen arose, took his basket up and
went timidly toward the door.
"I'm. much obleeged to ye, Mr. Gunn,"
he said. "I guess I can git along now."
Nicholas got up, and the snow fell
from his shoulders in great cakes. He
stood aside to let Stephen pass. Stephen,
outside the door, paused and looked up
"I'm much obleeged to ye," he said
again. "I guess I can git home now.
I had them three coughin spells after
I left the store, and I got 'most beat
Nicholas grunted and sat down again.
Stephen looked at him a minute;, then he
smiled abashedly and turned away,
urging his feeble little boy through the
storm. Nicholas watched him, then
turned his head with a stiff jerk.
"If be wants to go out in such weather
he can. I don't care," he muttered.
It was nearly four o'clock in the after
Boon. The snow was gradually ceasing.
Presently a yellow light could be seen
through the weeds in the west Some
birds flew into one of the snowy trees; a
wood sled creaked down the road; the
driver stared at Nicholas in the door
way; he turned his head and stared
again. It was evident that lie was not
one of the village people. They had
witnessed the peculiarities of Nicholas
Gunn for the last six years. They still
stared, but not as assiduously.
The driver of the wood sled, aa soon as
he-went dnwnhe slorje in the road jrad
could no longer see Nicholas, "began to
whistle. The whistle floated back like
a wake of merry sound.
Presently Nicholas arose, took off his
cap and beat it against the doorpost to
rid it of its dome of snow. Then he
snook himself like a dog and stamped,
xnen ne went into the house and stood
loojcing irresolutely at the cold stove.
"Should like a fire to heat up my hasty
puddin mighty well, so I won't have
it," said lie.
xujiooKa wooden bucket and went
with it out of doors, around the house
over a snow covered path to a spring.
The water trickled into its little basin
from under a hood of snow. Nicholas
plunged in his bucket, withdrew it filled
with water and carried it back to the
house. The path led through the woods:
all the trees and bushes were white arcs.
Some of the low branches bowed over
the path, and Nicholas passing under,
them had to stoop.
Nicholas, back in his house, got a bowl
out of a rude closet; it was nearly full
of cold hasty pudding. He stood there
and swallowed it in great gulps.
The light was waning fast, although
it lasted longer than usual on account of
the snow, which, now the clouds were
gone, was almost like a sheet of white
Nicholas, when ho had finished his
supper,, plunged out again into this pale
dusk. He tramped, knee deep, down
the road for a long way. He reached the
little village center, left it behind, and
went on between white meadow lands
and stretches of woods. Once in awhile
he met a man plodding down to the
store, but there were few people abroad.
The road would not bo cleared" until
Finally Nicholas turned about and
went back until he reached the village
store. Its -windows and glass door were
full of yellow light, in which one could
see many heads moving. When Nicholas
opened the clanging door and went in
all the heads turned toward him. There
was hardly a man there as tall as he.
He went across tho store with a kind of
muscular shamble; his -head, with its
wild, light beard, had a lofty lift to it
The lounging men watched him furtive
ly as he bought some Indian meal and
matches at tho counter. When he. had
gone out with his purchases there was a
burst of laughter. The storekeeper
thrust a small, sharp face over, the coun
ter. "If a man is such a darned fool as to
live on meal and matches, I ain't got
nothing to say so long as he pays me the
money down," said he. He had a hoarse
cold and his voice was a facetious whis
There was another shout of laughter.
Nicholas could hear it as he went down
the street. The stranger who had driven
the wood sled past Nicholas' house was
among the men. He was snowbound
over mgnt in tue village, lie was a
young fellow, with innocent eyes and a
hanging jaw. He nudged the man next
"What in creation ails the fellar any
how? said ho. "I seed him a-settin on
his doorstep this afternoon,, and the
snow a-drivin right on to him."
"He ain't right in his upper story,
replied the man. "Somethiu went agin
him; his wife run off with another fellar
or somethin, an he's cracked."
"Why don't they shet him up?"
"He ain't dangerous. Reckon he won't
hurt nobody but himself. If he wants
to set out in a drivin snowstorm and
tramp till he's tuckered out, it ain't
nothin to nobody else but himself. There
ain't no use bringin that kind of crazy
on the town.'
"'Twouldn't cost tho town much,"
chimed in another man. "He's worth
property! Shouldn't be surprised if ho
was worm Sbuuu. Anu-.taera ue is
a-livin on cornmeal and water."
An old man in a leather cushioned
armchair beside the stove turned his
grizzly, quizzical face toward the others
and cleared his throat. Theyall bent
forward attentively. He had a reputa
tion for wit.
"Makes me think of old Eph vHuntly
and the story Squire Morse used to tell
about him," said he. He paused im
pressively and they waited. Then he
went on: "Seems old Eph got terrible
hard up one time. One thing after an
other went agin him. He'd been hud
up with the rheumatiz all winter: then
his wife, she'd been sick, an they was
'most eat up with medicine an doctors'
bills. Tlien his nay crop bed Tailed an
his pertaters hed rotted, an finally, to
cap the climax, his best cow died an the
int'rest money was due on the mortgage
an he didn't have a cent to pay it with.
well, lie couldn't raise tae money no
how, an the daj came when he s'posed
the farm would have to go.. Lawyer
Holmes, he held the mortgage, an he ex
pected to see him drive into the yard
any time. Well, old Eph he jest goes
out in the yard an he ketches a nice fat
crower an he kills him an picks him.
"Then lie takes him in to his wifo. She
was takin on terrible 'cause she thought
the farm hed got to go, ansezhe, 'Sukey
Ann, I want you to go an cook this.
crower jest as good as you know how.'
Oh, Lor!' sez she, 'I don't want no crow
er,' an she boohooed right out. But old
Eph, he made her go an stuff that crower
an cook him, an bile onions, turnips an
squash an all the fixins. He said he
never felt so bad in his life, au he never
got to sech a desperit pitch, an howas
goin to have a good dinner anyhow.
Well, it so happened that Lawyer
Holmes, he driv into tho yard jest as old
Eph an his wifo were settiu down to
dinner, an he see that nice baked crdyfer
an the fixins all set out, an he didn't
know what to make on't It seemed to
him Eph couldn't be so dreadful bad off
or he wouldn't havo any heart for extra
dinners, an inebbe he hed some way of
raism tne-money m prospect.
"'liien Lawyer Holmes, he was niiirhtv
fond of ' his victuals himself, an the up
shot of it was he was sot down to the
table an eat a good meal of .the crower
an ruins, an there wa'n't no mortgago
foreclosed that day, an before long Eph,
he managed to raise the nionej some
how. Now if Nicholas Gunn jest hed n
little grain of old Eph's sense he'd jest
git better victuals the wuss he felt an
let one kinder make up for t'other, in
stead of livin on Injun meal and
matches. I ruther guess I wouldn't
toke to no meal an matches if my Ann
Lizy left me. I'd live jest as high as I
could to keep my spirits up."
Xiiere was a burst of applause. Thh
old. man sat winking and grinnine com
"Nicholas Gunn is a darned fool or
else he's cracked," said the storekecner
in his hoarse whisper.
Meanwhile Nicholas Gunn went home.
He put his meal away in the closet; he
lighted a candle with one of his matches;
he read awhile in the Bible; than.j&'e;
went to bed. That was too luxurious for.
him. He slept rolled in a blanket oil
the bare floor.
Nicholas Gunn, whether his eccen
tricities arose from "mystical religion:!
fervor or from his own personal sorrows,
would have been revered and worshiped
as a saintly ascetic among some nations;
among New Englanders he met with.
n : -i : i e , e
me coarse j luicuio ui tue luuxers m n
country store. Idle meditation and mor
tification of the flesh, except for gain,
were among them irreconcilable with
sanity. Nicholas would have had more
prestige had he fled to the Himalayas
and built himself a cell in some wild
pass; nowever, prestige was notwnac no
The next morning a wind had risen;
it blew stiff and cold from the north.
The snow was drifted into long waves
and looked like a frozen sea. A flock of
sparrows had collected in front of Nich
olas Gunn's door and he stood watching
them. They were searching for crumbs ;
this deep snow had shortened their re
sources woefully; all their larders were
buried. There were no crumbs before
this door, but they searched assiduously,
with their feathers ruffled in the wind.
Stephen Forster came up the road with
his market basket; it was all he could
do to face the cold wind. His thin coat
was buttoned tight across his narrow
shoulders; his old tippet blew out. He
advanced with a kind of sidewise mo
tion, presenting his body like a wedge to
the wind; he could not walk fairly
asrainst it "
When he was opposite Nicholas the
sparrows flew up at his feet; he paused
and shifted his basket.
"Good mornin, Mr. Gunn," said ho in
a weak voice.
Nicholas nodded. Stephen's face was
mottled with purple; his nose and mouth
looked shrunken; his shoes were heavy
"If you want to go in and set down a
few minutes you can," said Nicholas.
Stephen moved forward eagerly.
"Thank ye, Mr. Gunn; I am kinder
beat out, an I'd like to set a few min
utes," he said.
He went in and sat down. The wind
rushed in 'great gusts past the open door.
Stephen began to cough. Nicholas hesi
tated; his face was surly; then he shut
the door with a bang.
While Stephen rested himself in the
house Nicholas marched up and down
before it like a sentinel. He did not
6eem to see Stephen when he came out,
but he stood before him in his track.
"I'm much obleeged, Mr. Gunn," said
Nicholas nodded. Stephen hesitated
a minute; then he went on up the road
The snow blew up around him in a daz
zling cloud and almost hid him from
"It's the last time I do it," muttered
But it was not. Every morning, storm
or shine, Stephen Forster toiled painfully
over the road with his market basket,
and every morning Nicholas Gunn in
vited him into the tireless hermitage to
rest A freezing hospitality, but he of
fered it, and Stephen accepted it with a
It grew apparently more and moro
necessary. Stephen crept more and
more feebly over the road; he had to
keep setting his basket down. Nicholas
never asked him if he were ill; ho never
questioned him at all, although he knew
nothing about him but his name. Nich
olas did not know the names even of
many of the village people; he had never
offered nor invited confidences. Stephen
also did not volunteer any information
as to his circumstances during his morn
ing dills upon Nicholas; indeed he war.
too exhausted; he merely gave his gen
tle and timid thaoks for the hospitality.
There came a night in January when
the cold reached the greatest intensity
of the season. The snow creaked under
foot; the air was full of sparkles; there
were noises like guns in the woods, for
the trees were almost freezing. The
moon was full and seemed like a very
fire of death, radiating cold instead of
Nicholas Gunn, stern anchoret that
he was, could not sleep for the ecld. He
got up and paced his room. He would
not kindle a lire in the stove. He swung
his arms and stamped. Suddenly he
heard a voii e outside. It sounded al
most like a child's.
"Mr. Gann!" it
stopped and listened.
Nicholas sung out
It came again
Then Nicholas knew it was Stephen
Forster. He opened the door and Stephen
stood there in the moonlight.
"What are jou out for this time of
night?" asked Nicholas.
Stephen chattered so that he could
hardly speak. He cowered before Nich
olas; the moonlight seemed to strike his
little shivering form like a broadside of
"I'm 'fraid I'm freezin," he gasped.
"Can't ye take me in?"
"What are you out for this time of
night?" repeated Nicholas in a rough,
"I had to. I'll tell you when I git a
leetle warmer. I dunno but I'm freez
Stephen's voice indeed sounded as if
ice were forming over it, muffling it
Nicholas suddenly grasped him by one
"Come in ' then, if ye've got to," he
He pulled so suddenly and strongly
that Stephen made a run into the house.
and his heels flew up weakly. Nicholas
whirled him about and seated him on
his cot bed.
"Now lay down here," he ordered,
"and Til cover ye up."
Stephen obeyed. Nicholas pulled oft
his boots, gave his feet a fierce rub and
fixed the coverings over him with rough
energy. Then he began pacing the room
again. Presently he went ud to the bed.
"I guess 60."
Stephen's shivering seemed to shako
Nicholas hustled a coat off a peg and
put it over Stephen. Then he paced
again. Stephen began to cough. Nich
olas made an exclamation and stamped
angrily out of the house. There was a
little leanto at the back and there was
some f uel stored in it. Nicholas came
back quickly with his arms full of wood.
He piled it into the stove, set a match to
it and put on a kettle of water. Then
he dragged the cot bed with Stephen on
it close to the stove, and began to rub
him under the bedclothes. His face was
knit savagelj', but he rubbed with a
"Warmer?' said he.
"Yes, I be," returned Stephen grate
The fire burned briskly; the sharp air
begun to soften. Soon the kettle steamed.
Nicholas got a measure of meal out of
his cupboard and prepared some por
ridge in a little stewpan. When it be
gun to boil he bent over the stove and
stirred carefully, lest it should lump.
When it was thick enough he dished it,
salted it and carried it to Stephen.
"I guess I ain't very -hungry, Mr.
Gunn," said Stephen feebly.
Stephen raised himself and drained the
bowl with convulsive gulps. Tears stood
iihis eyes and he gasped when he lay
back again. However, the warm por
ridge revived him. Presently he looked
at Nicholas, who was putting more wood
on the fire.
"I s'pose you think it's terrible queer
that I come here this way," said he,
"but there wa'n t no other way. I dun
no whether you know how I've been
livin or not."
"No, I don't."
"Well, I've been livin with my half
sister, Mis' Morrison. Mebbe you'vo
heard of her?"
"No, I 'ain't"
"She keeps boarders. We ain't lived
in this towli mor'n three years; we moved
here from Jackson. Mis' Morrison'u
husband's dead, so she keeps boarders.
She's consider'ble older'n me. I ain't
never been very stout, but I used to tend
in a store till I got worse. I coughed so
it used to plague the customers. Then
I had to give it up, and when Mis' Mor
rison's husband died and she come here
I come with her; she thought there'd bo
some chores I could do for my board.
An I've worked jesf as hard as I could
an I ain't complained; I've been down
to the store to get' tho meat for the
boarders' dinners when 1 could scarcely
get along over the ground. But I cough
bo bad nights that tho boarders thev
complain an Mis' Morrison says I must
go to the poorhouse. I heard her talkin
with the hired girl about it. She's goin
to get the selectmen to the house tomor
row mornin. An I ain't a-goin to the
poorhouse! "None of niv folks have ever
heen there, an I ain't goin! I'll risk it
but what I can get somo work to do. 1
ain't quite so fur gone yet. I waited
till the house wa3 still, an then 1 cut
"I thought if you'd take me in till
rrom leaning upon tne wni or anotner.
I do say so," returned Nich-
mornin I could git down to the depot an
to Jackson before the selectmen
some. 1 ve got a littlo money enough
to take mo to Jackson I've been savin
of it up these three years, in case any
thing happened. Its some I earned
tendin store. rmwillin to pay you for
tny night s ledgin.
1 icholas nodded grimly. Ho had stood
still, listening to the weak, high pitched
roice from the bed.
"It's in my vest pocket in my pocket-
book, said tstepnen. "it you ll come
here I'll give it to yon vud you can take
what you think it's .torth. I pinned
the pocket up so's to be sure I didn't
Stephen began rumbling at his vest.
Nicholas lifted a cover from the stove.
"I don't want none of vonr money,1
said he. "Keep j'our inoiiev."
olas. ..'- ; .
He looked at the fire again. Then he
went out. He turned in the doorway
and nodded admonishingly at Stephen.
"Mind you don't try to get up," he said
Nicholas went out of sight down the
road, taking long strides over the creak
ing snow. He was gone about half an
hour. When he returned his arms were
full of packages. He opened the door
and looked anxiously at the bed.
Stephen twisted his face toward him and
smiled. Nicholas piled tho packages
upon the table and lifted a stove cover.
"I've seen Miss Morrison and it's all
right," said he.
"What did she say?" asked Stephen in
an awed voice.
"Well, she didn't say much of any
thing. She was fryin griddle cakes for
the boarders breakfast She said she
felt real bad about lettin you go, bat
she didn't see no other way, and she'd
be glad to have you visit her just as long
is you wanted to. She s goin to pack
up your clothes.
"I ain't got many clothes. There's
my old coat an vest an my other pants,
but thej're most worn. out. I ain't got
but one real good shirt besides this one
I've got on. That was in the wash, or
I'd brought it"
"Clothes enough," said Nicholas.
He crammed tho stove with wood and
began- undoing the packages. There
were coffee, bread and butter, somo lit
tle delicate sugar cookies, somo slices of
ham, and ejgs. There were also a pail of
milk and a new tin coffeepot,
Nicholas worked busily. He made
coffee, fried the ham and eggs and
toasted slices of bread. When every
thing was ready he carried a bowl of
water to Stephen for him to wash his
hands and face beforo breakfast. He
even got his comb and smoothed his
Then he set the breakfast out on tho
table and brought it up to the bedside.
He had placed a chair for himself and
was just sitting dowitwhen he stopped
1 don't know as it's jnst fair for mo
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myself beforo we, really begin livin to
gether," said he. "It-won't take but a
minute. I don't kuow,but you've heard
stones about me that I wasn't quite
right Well, I am that is, 1 s'poso 1
am. All is I've hed lot3 oi trouble, ai
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an I figured ont a way to get the better
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this world came from carin about your
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quit it. I let folks alone, an I wouldn't
do anything for 'em, an I let myself alone
as near as I could au didn't do anything
"I kept cold when I wanted to be
warm, an warm when I wanted to be
cold. I didn't eat anything I liked, an
I left things around that hurt me to see.
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"Pm 'fraid Vm freezin," he gasped.
"There, eat it," said he. "It's the hest
I've got; it'll warm ye some. I ain't
got no spirits, never keep any in the
Nicholas nodtlcd yrimly.
"I've got enough to pay you an take
me to Jackson."
i tell ye, stop talkin about vonr
Stephen said no more; ho looked terri
The air grew wanner. Everything
was quiet, except for tho detonations of
the frost in the forest outside and its
sharp cracks in tho house walls. Soon
Stephen fell asleep and lay Lreathin
short and hard. Nicholas sat beside
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aroused himself. He awoke suddenly
and completely and began to get out of
"I guess it's time I was goiu," said he.
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"aou lay still." btcplien looked at
nun. "ion lay still," repeated Is lcho-
Stephen sank back irresolutely; his
timid, bewildered eyes followed Nich
olas, who was smoothing his hair and
beard beforo a little looking glass near
the window. There was a good lire in
ine cooking stove, and tne room wjis
quite warm, although it was evidently a
very com aay. J. ue two windows were
thickly coated with frost, and the room
was full of a dim white licht. One of
the windows faced toward the east, but
the sun was still hidden by the trees
across the road. Nicholas smoothed his
hair and his wild beard slowly anO
punctiliously. Stephen watched him.
"Mr. Gunn," he said at length.
"I'm afraid I shan't get to the depot
before the train goes if I don't start
Nicholas went on smoothing
At length he laid his comb down
"Look a here!" said he; "you
jest as well understand it. You ain't
a-goin to any depot today, an yon ain't
a-goin to auy train, an you ain't a-goin
to any depot tomorrow nor to any train,
an you ain't a-goin the next day, nor the
next, nor the next, nor the next after
"What be I a-goin to do?"
'You are a-goin to stay jest where
you are. I've fought against your
comin as long as I. could, an now you've
come, an I've turned the corner, you are
a-goin4o stay. When I've been walking
in the teeth of my own will on one road,
an havin all I could do to breast it, 1
ain't a-goin to do it on.another. I've
give it up, au I'm a-gmrw staygive up.
You lay still."
Stephen's small, anxious face ou the
pillow looked almost childish Hi3 help
lessness of illness seemed to produce the
same expression as tho helplessness of
infancy. His hollow, innocent blue eyes
were fixed upon Nicholas with blank inquiry.
"Won't Miss Morrison be after me?"
he asked finally.
"No, she won't Don't you worrv.
I'm a-goin over to see her. Yon lay
still." Nicholas shook his coat before
he put it on; he beat his cap against the
wall, then adjusted it carefully. "Now,"
said he, "I'm a-goin. I've left enough
wood in the stove, an I guess it'll keep
warm till I get back. I shan't be gone
any longer than I can help."
"I ruther guess I'd better be a-goin."
Nicholas looked sternly at Stephen.
"You lay still," he repeated. "Don't
you try to get up whilst I'm gone; yon
ain't fit to. Don't you worry. I'm a-goin
to fix it all right. I'm a-goin to bring yon
something nice for breakfast. You lay
still." Stephen stared at him; his thin
8houldere hitched uneasily under the
coverlid. "You're a-goin to lay still, ain't
you?' repeated Nicholas. .
"Yes, I will if you say so," replied
Stephen. He sighed and smiled feebly.
The truth was that this poor cot in the
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Stephen was looking at him with be
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was so high then that it struck the win
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he saw a flock of sparrows in the busher.
across tho road and stopped; then he set
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for a piece of bread. He broke it and
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