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Issued Weekly—By Subscription $2.50 per year. Entered as Second Class Matter at the N. Y. Post Office, by STREET & SMITH, 2378 William SS. Entered According to Act of Congress, in the year 1901 in the Office of the Librarian of"Congress, Washington, D. C. N.Y. No. 22. NEW YORK, February 23, 1901. Price Five Cents. Marion Marlowe in Omaha: OR, HELD UP BY ACCIDENT. | By GRACE SHIRLEY. CHAPTER I. A PROPOSAL. What in the world is the mat- Ca “Oh, Bert! ter ?” Miss Ellis, the pretty ingénue of the Tem- ple Theatrical Company, clutched the arm of her seat in the railroad car as she asked the question. 7 Bert Jackson, the young comedian of the company, stuck his head out of the window before her replied. “Well, wild and wor olly West! Talk about your Why, believe it, we're held up by a flock of sheep ! I'll be blowed! eirls, will you tThere’s hundreds and thousands and mill- ions of them!” he yelled, excitedly. “Well, we did not need to stop quite so short, if there are! Couldn’t they see them before they got to them? I nearly bumped my nose when the train came to a stand- still,” Was the mgénue’s answer, as she and her four companions looked eagerly from the windows. “Oh, I do hope we didn’t run into any of them! Aren’t they lovely, especially the lit- tle lambs!” called out a charming voice, and Marion Marlowe turned to her next neigh- bor, enthusiastically. “They be purty, no mistake,” was the an- swer from the bluff old Westerner, whom Marion had addressed, “but we ranchers is used ter sech sights, my dear. Nebrasky is swarmin’ with live stock of that thar descrip- tion.”’ “Oh, I hope there are no hears~or tigers ' spoke up Miss Ellis. quickly. Every one laughed at her anxiety, but the or snakes. rough-looking fellow in the wide hat and buckskin trousers responded, good-natur- edly: “By live stock, T ¥ yee + 1 mean horses an’ sheep a : ae ‘| t O ( an cattle, my dear youn gat GHOOKSHEO