Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1902-07-24

Only when safe within his own room
! did he give vent to his over-wrought
| feelings in a whistle.
Great Jupiter! That beats every
thing I ever saw. Instead of Charlie
the ogre! What does 1t mean?
| There is treachery afloat. | seem to
| detect it in the very air around. But
the question arises, where is Charlie?
| And shall I have to take his place as
her warrior bold, and will it be neces-
sary for me to give up my liberty?"
Poor fellow.
He did not know whether to look
on it as huge joke or grim reality
He thought of warning Airline; she
ought to know her dear papa was on
board, and that he had refused to
break the paternal bonds that had be
come SO very strong since his return
from exile
Artemus buckled on his armor.
II he was to be pitted against the
old ogre, it would be a pretty fight
Capt. Brand might have succeeded in
outwitting Charlie, who was too frank
for deep diplomacy, but he would find
it quite another thing when he ran up
his castor into the ring.
All. A gentle tap at the door.
Artemus almost fell over himself in
his eagerness to open satchel and
clutch little affair of steel and nickel
which he carried there, and armed
with which he called:
Come"
The door opened and figure whisk.
ed in, Immediately closing the same
again.
Artemus gave cry-the half-raised
arm fell useless at his side.
There was more witchery. He had
expected the old ogre. armed with
shoe, and bent upon turning the tables
upon him.
Instead he saw-why, Charlie, OF
course, though at first Artemus reck
oned it his ghost Charlie, with fin
ger pressed mysteriously on his lips
la Artemus' favorite style of com
municating a secret, and his face
wreathed in what appeared to be
broad grin.
At any rate, Barnaby was delighted
to see him in the flesh, and as soon as
he could get his wits into thinking or
der he dropped the weapon and held
out an eager hand.
This is treat, my dear boy-aftei
seeing that grim old Trojan in your
bunk. What have you done? Brought
him aboard prisoner, reckon? All!
! didn't give you enough credit, fear
You see, my first impression was he
had outwitted you and turned the ia
bles on you"
Artemus was boiling over with curl
osity regarding what had taken place
ashore, especially when his s~iend de-
clared, with wry face, that Capt.
too much for him.
The story was soon told.
ITO be continued)
KING OF SWEDEN AND NORWAY.
Oscar One Of the Best Rulers Who
Ever Sat Upon a Throne.
If all earthly rulers and potentates
were of the character and temper of
King Oscar of Sweden, the line about
the uneasy heads that wear crowns
would lose good part of its signifi-
canoe. King Oscar is noted as being
not only one of the best monarchs who
ever sat upon throne, but as one Of
the handsomest, most urbane and
courtly of men. Nearly, If not quite,
six feet six inches tall, finely built and
stately, like King Saul, he towers
head and shoulders" above most of
his subjects. Now nearly seventy
years old, for thirty years he has
been the beloved ruler of the sturdy
mortimer. The king is deeply re-
ligious man, but his consort, the
queen, is even more devout. She is in
tensely religious, sympathizing with
every good effort, while his second
son, Prince Bernadotte, is noted
throughout Europe for his philan-
thropy and religious zeal. He is the
president of the Young Mems Christ
ian Association of Stockholm, the
chairman of a missionary society, and
of many like institutions. He has
himself organized mission to the
Laps, to whom he breaches the gos-
pei. as he frequently does to others
when he has an opportunity, When
1t is remembered that King Oscar is
the grandson of Bernadotte, well.
known marshal of the first Napoleon,
and the great grandson of the EN-
press Josephine, whose daughter by
her first husband married Bernadotte
the religious character of this royal
family may seem the more remark
able. King Oscar has great literary
gifts; he mas published more than one
volume of verse, and he is never hap.
pier than when surrounded by literary
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