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tit gml'Wttlly ZxMm. URAL. BARE,Editob AND Peopkeetok SUBSCRIPTION BATES. One Year, cask la advance, $1.25. SlxSIontks, esshln advance 75 Cents. Eateredatthe2fortlaPlatle(Kebrask8)potofBceBS second-class matter. A leading democrat of the east says "we must continue to hope,' and the Inter Ocean pertly remarks that is about all there is in sight A Bihti is now before the Georgia legislature making usury a felony when over eighteen per cent per annum is charged. This would in dicate that they have money sharks in Georgia as well as elsewhere. It is an ill wind that blows no "body frbod. The partial failure of the wheat crop in Russia and the Argentine Republic is certain to cause at least a slight -advance in the price of that cereal in this coun try. The price can advance several points and still be too low for the small farmer to produce it at a profit. . During the past fourjnonths over ' 15,000,000 bushels of corn have been .shipped across the Atlantic, which -is evidence that the long sought for .foreign market for our corn is being opened. The demand forAmerican corn will undoubtedly increase rapidly from this time forward, and "will tend to advance the price of ?that grain in the "home market. The output of gold in Alaska for the current year is estimated at three million dollars', and the amount produced will increase each year as the new fields are developed. " Alaska cost the. United States $7,200,000 and it has proven the best investment this country ever made. It is not to be wondered that John Buil is anxious tor a slice of that territory; but he will not get it Custer county populists. The friends of Hiatt, who seem to be the' controlling influence in 'pop politics in this county, have already decreed that W. If, Green will be nominated to succeed Kem, and the governor will be none to soon if he starts his boom at once to conter actthe Green movement. Broken Bo w Republican. In these days of cheap metropol itan newspapers, almost every laboring man can afford to have his daily.- The Chicago Inter Ocean, one of the largest and best republi can newspapers in the United States is now furnished to sub scribers outside of the city for four dollars per year without the Sunday edition, or six dollars with the Sun - day. " The latter edition frequently ' comprises forty pages, and the matter ; contained therein is ably" edited. v The Hew York Sun does not ap prove of congressman David Mer- " cer's plan tor another military school in this country, to be located at Omaha. It says: "The pro posal of congressman Mercer of Ne braska to introduce a bill for the establishment of a second military academy out west seems hardly to be basedvon a crying need. West Point is already turning -out quite - enough graduates for all vacancies in the army and tlierS" 'are not enough left now for the enlisted men who have passed examinations for commissions. Why a; second academy should be established at old Fort Omaha, in . Nebraska, is not clear. If any increase of accom modations were needed, they could better be made at West Point. Kentucky and Maryland have at -last become aware that it will not help industry within their borders to think one way and vote another. They have spurned the party whose ruinous policy was telling with such severity upon their industrial pro gress. What shall we expect from Louisiana and other Southern States where the Free-Trade legislation of the Democratic party 'has been so prolific of disaster? In the past two years the . sugar interests of Louisiana have been practically destroyed and the iron industry of Alabama severely para lyzed Will these states continue to uphold the party that impov erishes them? Or will they, in 18, dfoilow the example, of Kentucky .1 j i n x . . rn- mist mmKHBHHBEHBIIH a. : aWBaHLHaaHKaaaVaaaaanHaaaaalaanaSBaVJ CRISSCROSS: L0E. 3Jy GBANT ALLE3", Copyright, 1E05, by Grant AlloaJ continued from Friday. CHAPTER IV. At Port Said meanwhile Aggie was sitting, on deck with that delightful young man who came on board at Brin- disi. He was tall and slight and had a straw colored mustache. Aggie had al ways had a sneaking f aucy for straw color. And besides he was a soldier and aid-de-camp to the lieutenant governor of somewhere up country. (Aggie's Indian geography was as deliriously vague as an Indian secretary's, and "somewhere up country" was about as definite to her as any particular name of any particular district. She regarded all India, indeed, as naturally divided into two main parts tho part where Phil was stationed and the part where he wasn't. Further than that she never tried to go. When people on hoard talk ed to her glibly of the Punjab, or tho. Central Provinces, Saharanpur, or3Iu zaffargarb, she nodded and smiled benign acquiescence, glossing over her ignorance with the charm of her man ner.) Aggie and the handsome young man got on together admirably. He was a certain Captain Augu3 Stuart conjec tured from his name to be of Scotch ex traction and ho had fallen a victim to Aggio's-fluffyhair the very first moment- he ever set eyes on her. , Indeed ho had talked to her for half an hour on deck in Brindisi harbor and been desolated to learn hy.tbat time that she was not only engaged, but actually going out to India to get married. Hay, he even re" fleeted with a. certain bland pleasure at that early stage of their brief acquaint ance that there's many a slip 'twixt the cup and cue Jip and tliat people who go out to India to get married don't al ways persevere in their prime intention when they see their beloved in his In dian avatar. Had it not been for that slight hope Captain Stuart would have avoided talking to Aggie altogether, for being a Scotchman he was of .coursa- both prudent and superstitiousxHnd he felt the very instanthebsgJm to talk to her that here3ifestwas his undoubted affinity. you have ever lain at anchor-in Brindisi harbor, or ever made a trip from thence by P. and O. to Port Said, you will bo well aware that there's nothing for a sensible man to do with his time as he skirts the shadowy coast of Crete but to make love to some fit and proper person. Now Angus Stuart was a most sensible man, and though he had too great a respect for vested inter ests exactly to make love to another fel low's afiianced bride on her way out to Bombay to join her future husband, yet it must bo caudidly admitted by an im partial historian that he sailed very close to the wind indeed in that respect and made himself remarkably agreeable to Aggie. She had a chaperon, of cdurse. No well conducted young woman-eould trnst herself to the Mediterranean and tho Indian ocean without the services of a chaperon, but what's the use of that in dispensable article in every young lady's wardrobe, I venture to ask, if it persists in being seasick and sticking to its berth the whole way "out from London to Aden? The consequence was that Aggie and Captain Stuart were thrown a great deal together during the course of their voyage. When Aggie sang to the Penin sular aud Oriental piano in the big sa loon, it was Angus Stuart who turned over the leaves'of her music book. When Aggie sat on deck and declined lunch with thanks, for pressing reasons, it was Angus Stuart who brought her up the unsugared lemonade and one dry biscuit which alone appealed to her maritime appetite. Old-ladies on board remarked with malicious glee what a pity it was poor dear Airs. Mackinnon wasn't well enough to come up and look after her charge. Old gentlemen observed with a knowing smile that Miss Oswald was going out to be married at Bombay, but they rather imagined she'd mistaken the bridegroom. Aggie and Angus Stuart, however, went on happily unconscious of the un kind remarks whispered abont them in confidence in ihe saloon at night when they two engaged in admiring on deck the phosphorescence on the waves or the very singular brilliancy of the tragical moonlight. On one such evening, in the Bed sea, they stood together by the taftrail with one accord and looked over in unison into tho deep white water. There was silence for awhile. Then Stuart spoke abruptly. ' 1 You haven ' t seen him for five years, ' ' he said meditatively, without anything special to indicate the personality of tho him in question. "That's a very long" time, you know, Miss Oswald. At your age and his in five years people often alter wonderfully." (Being himself just 80, and square built at that, Angus Stuart affected always to speak to Aggie in tha character of a grandfather. ) "Oh, I hope not!" Aggie cried fer vently, with a littlo shudder of alarjn, for, to say the truth, her new friend had just voiced the very terror that was per petually consuming her. "It's only five years, yon know, aud we were awfully fond of each other!" " 'Were,' " Angusv Stuart answered, with a quiet smile. "Yon say 'were' yourself. That doesn't quite look as if you wero desperately in love with him just atpresent, does it?" And he smiled at her wisely. A prudent maiden would have diver t sd conversation. But Aggie hesitated and temporized. r "Well, five years is a very long time," she admitted, with a slight sigh, "aud of course one naturally wouders whether a person will really strike one now ex actly as he struck one five whole long years ago." "Precisely!" Angus answered and dfbpped the subject He went on to re mark on the beauty of the phosphores cence that sparkled and danced upon the surface of tho water. They leaned over to look at it once more together. Lovely object, phosphorescence on the surface of the water, especially when you look over at it, two persons together ! Ik point of fact, they stopped up looking at it, in that balmy southern air, till ahaoetr mid night, and only retired to -their respec tive berths lust in time for saving the last end of the lights before they were ruthlessly put out for the. evening. The old ladies on. board shook their heads ! next day and observed to one another with scandalised faces that the sooner Miss Oswald got safe to Bombay the ittnrfovher tor. Highest of all in Leavening Power.- Latest JJ. S. Gov't Report . CHAPTER Y. . At Bombay meanwhile Phil Oilman was eating out his heart with suspense? Oh, dear, no ! He was having an exceed ingly pleasant time with Preda Trevel yan. The one drawback to his pleasure oh, faithlessness of man ! was tho thought that his Aggie would so soon come ont and spoil it all for him. Preda and he got on admirably" to gether. To say the truth, she was far better fitted for him by nature than Ag gie Oswald. Ho saw it clearly himself now. There was "ho good denying it. Aggie and ho had heen thrown together before they knew their own minds, and, what was more important still, before their characters had fully devoloped. They were not fitted by real tastes and instincts for one another. Aggie was a dear little girl, of course, very pretty and dainty and with lovely fluffy hair, but was she quite the sort of woman witlrwhom a man of his type would care to pass a whole long lifetime? Wasn't sho better adapted, after all, by tastes and habits, for a cavalry officer? Whereas 'JFreda Trevelyan now had a mind and a soul. She was clever, well read, sympathetic, quickly perceptive. Her minriVwent out to his at once by in stincts She seemed to jump half way to meet every idea he advanced to her. He could almost have fallen in love with that beautiful woman if it were not for Aggie. But Phil Oilman was an honest-! man and had plighted his troth to A&ffie Oswald. He wouldn't tjtirarasi9e"now no, not for a hrjfiflred : Predas ! Ana yet s - .AiSoTyeW isn't it better, he asked him self in his calmer moments, to chance your mind before marriage than after it? Isn't it' better to cry off, even atsome present cost Of pain and humiliation to the girl, than to tie her for life to a marnvho can give only part of his heart to her? Isn't it better to be miserable once for all in one's life than to be mis erable always? These questions some times obtruded themselves painfully upon Phil's mind, but being an houest man, why, he waved them aside as transparent sophisms. Having once asked Aggie to comeout and marry him, it would be cruel and wicked and selfish and unworthy to send her homo again unwed. Come what might, as things now stood, hemust do his best to avoid falling in love with Freda. But the human heart is a wayward organ. It refuses to be disciplined by the brain or the conscience. There was some excuse, you know, afjer all,for the apparent fickleness of these two young people. Their minds were in both cases filled full beforehand with the idea of marriage. They had nourished their souls for five long years With' What the Scotch philosopher called "love in the abstract," and now, when love in tho concrete seemed so near, so very near, neither had at hand the prop er person upon whom to expend his or her affection. Besides, itmaybeunro m antic and unconventional to confess the truth, but I believe it is a fact of human nature that when the feelings are very much roused, and the proper person isn't by to make love to, there's a considerable temptation to transfer tho love to the first eligible recipient one happens to fall in with. I've found it so myself, and I throw myself upon the mercy of a jury of matrons. And in both these cases, as it happened, the first eligible person Phil or Aggie met was also one more fitted by nature for the vacant post than the old love could ever possibly have been. Phil felt uncomfort ably aware that, though nothing on earth would induce him to make love to Preda Trevelyan, still, if he did yield to that dreadful temptation, he could have loved her a thousand times better by far than ever he could have loved poor fluffy haired Aggie. x And Aggie in turn felt that, though it would be treason to think of Angus Stuart when she was actually on her way out to India to marry Phil Gilman, still, if things had gone otherwise, she could have loved that handsome soldier a thousand times better than ever she could love poor philosopher Phil, with his tint and dried deputy collectorship away somewhere up country ! They had both one consolation. Per haps when Aggie turned up, after five years' development, she would no longer be the pretty little fluffy haired fairy he once admired, but. a real live womau something, don't you know, like Preda Trevelyan ! Or perhaps when Phil turn ed up he would no longer bo quite so sober and grave as of old. Five years of Indian life might have brightened and sharpened him up into something re sembling Angus Stuart ! Not a very cheering frame of mind, I'm afraid, in which to approach the most solemn of all human engagements ! The Indus was telegraphed on in the ordinary course from Port Said, from Suez, from Aden. The night before she was due to arrive at Bombay, Ph.il Gil man and Preda Trevelyan sat long talk ing together. Freda's face was down cast She was not glad to think that must be the last night, or almost the last night, they would spend together. Of course no well conducted girl would ever dream of falling in love with an other woman's affianced bridegroom, but human nature is weak, and though we mayn't quite fall in love under such special circumstances wo sometimes can't exactly help producing a very good imitation of the genuine article. And Preda Trevelyan certainly liked Phil Gilman exceedingly. He was so bright and so clever and so different from the other men she met at her un cle's. It was .lovely evening. I've ob served lovely evenings are peculiarly dangerous. They sat long and talked together on the veranda alone. Sir Ed ward Moulton, most correct of men chaperons, thought therar could be no possible harm in Freda's sitting out with that pleasant yoang Gilman the very night before the girl he was going to marry arrived from England. So the? sat there and talked sad grew score and morejcoofidebtial, till at last a iaint tremor showed itself fn Freda's voice, and even Phil was comeiom of a feeling m his throat aud a regretful Bakin Powder moisture m ms eye as no saia gooa night" to her. He paused and held her hand. "I could have wished" he began. Preda started back, half alarmed. "No, no, Mr. Gilman," she said, an ticipating his words. "You may feel it, if you will, but you must not say it " "Then you knew what I meant !" Phil cried,, leaning eagerly forward. Freda's bosom heaved and fell. "How could I help it?" she asked. "You must have felt I knew it " Phil looked at her earnestly. "What ought I to dor" he asked. "You see how things stand. I loved her dearly once. Now-r-yes, I will speak the truth I love some one else better. No, don't start away. I want yon to advise me, to help me, to counsel me. Is it right of "Then you knew!" Ph il cried. me, then, knowing and feeling all this, to. marry her? Can I meet her tomorrow and pretend I love her as I loved her five years ago? Ought I not rather to make a clean breast of it from beginning to end and explain to her that my heart is-no longer hers ; that, as tilings stand, I ought not to marry her? Is it right to bind, her to me for life when I no longer know whether or not I can make her happy? Oh, Miss Trevelyan Freda do counsel me, advise me!" The beautiful girl held one hand up deprecatingly. "You mustn't call me so," she said jn a very low voice. "It. is unjust to her and to me, Mr. Gil man, though perhaps if only" She broke off suddeuly. "But, indeed," she went on, after a deep pause, "I think it would be cruel to her to bring her to Bombay and then not marry her. You must do it how, at all hazards. Either way is bad to marry a woman yon no longer love, or to .break the heart of a woman that loves you. But the last is infinitely worse than the first. You must go on " with it ndw, whatever it costs you., It's too late to go back. You may ruin your,life, but you save your honor." "W,ell, but, Freda," Phil cried, with a very pleading voice, "wouldn't it just be possible" i "You mustn't call mo Freda," the beautiful woman said, with gentle firmness. "You should never have called me so. You-must forgef all about me. Take rue back to my uncle. It is wrong of us to have stopped- here so long to gether." Phil stood off a littlo and looked at her. "But we can always be friends," he said very slowly. Tho woman, in Freda rose up irresist ibly for a second. "Yes, wo can always bo friends," she answered, with a lingering cadence, then after a short pause, "though, aft er all, Mr. Gilman, that's poor consola tion." And the moment she'd said it wom anly shame overcame her, and she rush ed back, all blushes, into her uncle's drawing room. But'Phil Gilman lay half that live long night, the night before Aggie was to arrive in India, thinking over to himself tho evil turns of fate below and the curious tricks that fortune sometimes plays us. Ho knew now that Freda would have married him had he been free to marry her. She had as good as told him so in those few last words, but come what might he must marry Aggie. And so those two good young people, one in Bombay and one on the Indian ocean, were rightly prepared to make four lives unhappy that might all have gone straight, out of puro devotion to the cause of duty. It had come down tfdutynow. They both frankly recognized it. Phil felt he could never do anything but marry Ag gie after bringing her out all the way from England to meet him. Aggie felt she could never ,do anything but marry Phil after he had actually paid her passage money and arranged for her out- L fit And both were prepared to go to their martyrdom with the best grace they could summon up for the sake of the. other and the purely historical love they had once felt for another. CHAPTER VI. Next day was stormy, and whenit's stormy at Bombay I can tell you it really is stormy. The Indus arrived in due course in the open bay, surf run ning very high. No surf in the world like tho surf that beats upon Malabar point in heavy weather. The passengers were transferred to the little lighter boats which take people ashore from the ocean steamers. To Aggie, who had never been away from England before, the whole scene of the landing was pe culiarly terrifying. The sight of the black boatmen, naked to the waist, all clamoring and jabbering in their un known tongue ;the high surf on which the little boats danced up and down like corks; the novelty of the situation; the painful feeling of parting from her fellow voyagers, with whom she had struck up a good many friendships on the way, and tho horrid sense of being abandoned to the tender mercies of strangers in a strange land all these things conspired to produce on her mind a terrible sinking of awe and terror. She looked aroond'her helplessly. Mrs. Mackinnon, iier chaperon, was tw land in the same boat, but that fact, I will frankly confess, gave Aggie far lees coin fort than ttgr other coagdeiion that Angus bra art was also "to accompany them. Women are timorous creatures. They seed the consolation of the oppo site sex. Aggie didn't think she could ever have stepped ifeio that dreadful boat, all dancing on tho siirf and with those strange black creatures shouting and gesticulating, without a man to take care of her, and if a man. then Angus Stuart by preference. She wasn't afraid of him, she said to herself, and she knew he would protect her against sea and savages, for as so many savages Aggie simply envisaged those good un sophisticated Bombay boatmen. She hardly knew how she ever tum bled into that boat, but sho tumbled in somehow, with Angus Stuart's aid, and sat cowering m the stern, while the spray dashed up against the sides in a surprising manner. In a very few min utes the boat was full and the boatmen began to get under weigh for the quay with strange cries and loud ejaculations. Aggie had never seen anything so ter rific m her life, and. though Angus as Eured her there wasn't the slightest dan ger I'm afraid I must admit she some times thought of him as Angus in her own heart, though she was on her way out to marry Phil Gilman she couldn't quite believe him. At .each very big wave, she crouched nearer and nearer him. "Oh, Captain Stuart," she cried at last, "do please hold my hand 1 I don't know what I shall ever do. We can't stop and get out? Oh, I am so frighten ed!" The young man tried his best to as sure her there was no danger, but Aggie was inconsolable. And indeed the surf was running very high and dangerous. Even the native boatmen looked ahead with evident apprehension. The waves broke over them once or twice and drenched them. It.wa.dreadful.to-hav erossed'theediterranean and the Red sea in perfect safety and then to be tossed and bullied like this, well within sight of Bombay harbor. The nearer they got to shore tho more appalling, of course, did tho surf become. It's famous, that surf. It makes Malabar point itself almost uninhabitable at certain seasons. At last Aggie could suffer her alarm no longer.- Sho shrank back with all a woman's appealing terror. "Oh, do put your arm round me, Cap tain Stuart," she cried in pure feminine fear. "Whatever shall I do? Iam so frightened!" Just at that moment one of tho boat men missed his hold on the treacherous water, and of a sudden the lighter slued round, broadside to the waves, and all was up with them. Aggie clapped her hands to her ears. There was a suund of rushing water, a horrible sense of wet ness and helplessness and terror, and next instaut sho was aware of a great salt flood rushing in at mouth and eyes and ears and nostrils. She was sinking to the bottom ! They had capsized tho boat! She was drowning! Down, down, down, in that deep warm water ! Even in the midst of her terror Aggie was dimly conscious of the fact that it was warm, not chilly. If you've got to be drowned, she thought to herself vaguely as she gasped and choked, it's better to be drowned in warm than cold water. Down, down, down, to very lowest dopths, nud then slowly, up again ! She7'reachod.the sur face spluttering. Oh, great heavens, what wave3, what surf, what largo mouutains of water! Aggie couldn't swim, but even if she could no swim mer, she felt sure, could over live through those irresistible billows. Oue of the black boatmen, moro ac customed to such mishaps, made a des perate grab at her. Aggie, horrified at his dusky hands, wriggled aside and eluded him. She was going down a sec ond time now. Even with tho water in her ears and eyes and mouth she re membered to have read that if you go down threo times all is up with you (a foolish superstition, which must only too often have worked ont its own ful fillment). She gasped and struggled. All at once' she thought to herself, "Oh, if only Captain Stuart could catch me!" And straightway, upon the thought, sho felt two stroug arms around her and was aware that Angus Stuart had como to her rescue. What followed she hardly knew. To say the truth, the art of surf swimming is much simpler than it looks. If ou try to breast tho waves or even to go broadside on to them, all is up with you at once. You are tossed a helpless corpse on the beach in front of you. But if you merely rise on the crest aud let the wave carry you with it laudward you find yourself deposited gently ashoro in an incredibly short space of time. All you have to do then is to run deftly out of reach before the forco of the undertow ' v SJie forgot everything oh earth. begins to snck you back again. Angus Stuart, as it happened, was nn adept m the art, and almost before Aggie quite realized what was actually happening he was standing with her on the sand, well ont of reach of the waves, and holding her tight in her dripping clothes to pre vent her from fainting. As for Aggie, m that first flush of 307 and relief at her delivery from such ap palling and impending danger she for got everything on earth except her sense of gratitude to her biave deliverer and clung to him passionately and covered him with kies. CHAPTER "VTL Phil was standing ou 'the shore and witnessed with some little surprise and restraint this unrehearsed effect in a liv ing drama. His own greeting of Aggie was perhaps a trine less warm than, might have been expected after five years' separation. But then, you see, it might be pleaded in extenuation that Aggie was wet, most painfully wet, and that Angus Stuart was quite obvi ously in poesesfiioQ. 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