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qable Mo. Pa < & SOUTHERN BRranci. is jeave Butler daily as follows: 1a GOING NORTH. <5 (daily) : ” Reatee. = lation 4 GOING SOL feasand all caifornia and a gt. For rates @ apply to i secret Soc i points v nd ae MASONIC. spatler Lodge, No. 254, meets the first srurday in each month. : Seni Chapter Royal Arch Masons, Xo. 76, meets second Thursday in each Mee 4 ts Templar h month. th. : “Gouley Commandery Knigh meets the first Tuesday in ea 1.0. 0. FELLOWS. Bates Lodge No. 180 meets every Mon! night. ki ae Encampment No. 76 meets the ynd and ath Wednesdays in each month ~~ ‘Lawyers. $, B. LASHBROOK. THOS. 1. SMITH. ASHROOK & SMITH, Attorneys at Jaw Butler, Mo. Will practice in courts of Bates and adjuining coun- = Collections promptly attended to and Taxes Paid tor Non-residents. Office, front room over Bates county Na- tional Bank. n2 tt. J. S. FRANCISCO. S. P. FRANcIsco. Attorn RANCISCO BROS. | F Law, Butler, Mo., will practice | the courts of Bates and adjoining counties. Prompt attention given to col- lections. Office over Wright & Glorius’ hardware store 20 ——————————— = ARKINSON & ABERNATHY, At- P torneys at Law, Butler, Mo. Office west side of the square 22 HENRY, Attorney at Law, Butler, A. Mo. Will attend to cases in any court of record in Missouri, and do gener- al collecting busin V. BROWN, Notary D. ler Mo. Will draw and acknowledge deeds, contracts, leases and all papers re- quiring the acknowledgment or Jurat of anofficer. . D., Physicis and Surgeon. Residence we Noith Main street. Office UP STAIRS on west side of Public Square; room n of Olive House. first \ £,RICE, M.D., Eclectic Physi- “ye cian and Surgeon. All calls prompt- lyattended to, Office up stairs over Crumly’s Drug Store. W. LL. BALLARD, II J. M. Curisty, I RS. CHRISTY & BAL moeopathic Physici Office, front room ove answered at office day or phone communication to all ¢ n temale Specialattention given to C. BOULWARE, e Surgeon. Office north side sq er, Mo. esof women and ch a specialty. (Continued from iast week.) How Watch Cases are Made. In buying a silver watch case great care should be taken to secure one that is solid ilver throughout. The cap of most cheap tilyer cases is made of a composition known as albata, which is a very poor substitute ‘or silver, asit turns black in a short time. The backs of such cases are made much thinner than those of an all silver case, being robbed in order to make the cap thicker and get in as much as possible of the cheap metal. Another important point inasilver case is the joints or hinges, which should be made of gold. Those of most ie — are — of silver, which is a le metal for that pur, - In abrief Period it warps, cada cit eareate apart, allowing the backs to become loose the case and admitting the dust and = that accummulate in the pocket. The __ keystone Silver Watch Cases are only made With silver caps and gold joints. had 3 cent stamp Ss te Keystone Watch Case Factories, Phila- ‘handsome Illustrated Pamphlet sh how tnd Kezotens Watch Caren are nade. ae McREYNOLDS & SCHWENK {Boo & Shoe Makers BUTLER, MO. Boots and Shoes made to order The Stop best ot leather used. Nerth side ot Square. sg u BRIDGEFORD & HUPP. Qmmamental Heuse : —AND— Sign Painters 2 Paper-Hanging, Decora ign and Buggy Work a PECIALTY TOGETHEK IN DEATH. It was a bright starlit night, a faint breeze tempering the heat that had been more than oppressive allday, and Charles Hamilton stood idly enjoying it, as weil a lass Havana, from the veranda of e hotel where he ne taken up his abode for the time being. me man, this i finely- n mouth, same leonine shade, back from a broad handsome ant airthat tossed white man, with that e | is generally more powerful in helping | slowly. to win a woman’s heart than any other gift a man can possess. He was down here in Mexico, partly on business and partly on pleasure, and his stop promised to be quite long, as things looked then. Out on the night air music was float- ing towards him—not a very high class of music, but still dreamy, as it was time about, far from unpleasant. “I don’t see,’’ he said, taking the ci- gar from between his lips, “chow on earth the Mexicans can stand their weekly fandango, and above all, in such weather as this. By George! it would be worth while to go over to have a laugh, if nothing else. If there was one pretty woman there, I might pass an hour or two, for it is confound- edly slow here. “In novels I have read of the beauty of the ‘dark-eyed daughters of the sunny south,’ and pictured houris with my boyish brains; but alas! for dreams —evyen a good-looking one I have failed to see. ‘Dark-eyed daughters,’ the poetry is very good, and their eyes are dark, no doubt, but then the rest of them is so very much the same way, one gets mixed; but,” flinging the ci- bar away, “‘I will pay them a visit, but will not stay twenty minutes, except I meet a pretty Mexican maiden.” A few minutes later he was in the hall where the fandango was in full bloom, and then—then he did see a pretty Mexican maiden. Yet pretty was hardly the word to apply to the little dark-eyed beauty his eyes fell upon. She was small and daintily formed, and her face was a picture in its color- ing, form and expression. She was very dark—purely olive, but acrimson flush glowed warmly on her cheeks, and warmer still in her curving lips; her eyes were wells of dreamy iight, and shaded by silken lasi and a cloud of ebon hair, bound back by a glittering band, fell in waves below her waist. So Charles Hamilton stayed, and lit- tle dreamed that the time would come when, in bitter anguish, he would curse it was the day he met Francoise, the beauty | of the ball. But he met her and managed to make her acquaintance, and danced with her han once, despite the heat of the linto her deep eyes, ad- 1en went back to the affair. mired i hoiel s At & at the whole however, he mz meet her again, and the a many times, till at length, her be telling upon him, he yielded himself up to the enjoyment of it. Not that for a moment he loved, or even believed he loved, the little ican; but her homage ples her beauty charmed him. Perhaps Charles Hamilton never really gave one serious thouzht to what he was doing, winning a passsionate young heart toa madness of love, then smiling at how plainly she showed it. Yet this man was le of love— love deep and strong, and a love ready given. Sometimes there rose before him the haughty young face of the girl he loved, with its great brown eyes and satin smooth skin, and crown of wav- ing chestnut hair, its perfect features and curving mouth; and then—well, then for a while he repented his love- making to Francoise, not from any thought of her, however, nor pity for the passionate young heart he had won, but simply because it came to him how Viviane Wentworth’s beautiful lips would curve with disdain if she knew of it—how her eyes would darken with scorn, not of Francoise and her untutored heart, but disdain of him, her lover, whom she had trusted so en- tirely. Then in the midst of all, s letter came, and one that for the moment took his breath away, for it was from Viviane’s uncle. He was coming down himself to see about something he felt he could best superintend in person, and he was bringing Viviane with him. Charlies was with Francoise when the letter was given to him, and he opened and read it. “Viviane coming here!” he said aloud in his surprise, forgetting for the mo- ment that Francoise was beside him. Whatever the Mexican girl read in his face, her own suddenly blanched, and a passionate light shot into her dreamy eyes, compietely changing them for the moment. She caught his arm with both her slender brown hands, and looked up into his face. “Who is Viviane?’ she ssid. A flush rose to his face. “A friend of mine,” al- he answered “A friend?” she repeated; ‘‘then tell me—swear to me, that she isno more.”’ His face darkened, and he pushed \her hands from his arm. “Swear?”’ he said; ‘‘that is rather too Eee to ask, Francoise.”’ “Bat you love me—you have told me so. You have sworn to that many times,’’ she said. “A lover swears many things,’’ he said. “A lover? Then you are my lover. Tell me it again as you told it once be- fore—the time you kissed me.” His face grew more annoyed, but if Francoise noticed it this time she gave no sign, oniy clung closer to him, her beautiful eyes Tong hair falling like a cloak around ao inspiriting or | Mex- | ed him and | on his face, her | he It was not pleasant now to Charles Hamilton, with the knowledge that the he loved better than his life pre, to be reminded of s com treac is own last words good-bye: me, my darling, will keep mine on my lips € m and Fran- now, and h hands drop rom his arm as a 5 He glanced at her, and noticing her | pallor, felt how contemptible his act een—felt it this time, not only in | Memory of Viviane, but in sorrow for the girl herself. | . He saw that her eyes had turned in | the direction of the blue waves that lay below them. y back to his face, and their expression startled him. «Do you know,”’ she said, “I would sooner leap into that water there, never torise again, than know you loved another; but, ah!’ with a low laugh, “1 could not lie there if I left you with nem The next moment, without waiting for him to speak, she turned and left him. One week later, Viviane Wentworth and her uncle arrived in Mexico, and Charles Hamilton clasped the girl he loved so dearly, despite his love-mak- ing to Francoise, close to his bosom again. ‘A few days passed, during which Vi- viane rested. Then she announced herself ready to see the sights. “I would like to see the great cliff,’’ she said; ‘the one you mentioned in your letter.”’ Charles Smiled. “It is very near the home of Mrs. King,” he said. ‘‘l wrote you of her, also; she was the dearest friend my mother ever had, though Mexico has been her home for years. My most pleasant hours here have been spent with her.”’ Most likely when he said that he for- got the hours spent with a little dark- eyed beauty, beneath odorous Southern tress, or rambles through valleys and dells, when the same little beauty was his companion. He had only seen Francoise once since Vivi had arrived, and that time som in her manner had given hima vague feeling of annoy- ance—a feeling he found it strangely hard to bani Looki viane, h he had let th move him—how yielded to A e | haunted him, before him as he | turned her eyes sudde pure face of Vi- sd how for a moment a of Francoise an instant he had the bloom faded from it, the strange passionate light in the beautiful eyes. i memory of it ng’s presence, and the music He tried to in the light of his in the joy of her smi of her voice. He tried, heart was 1 ped a line to was nnd he succeeded, and his t enough the day he drop- Irs. King, telling her he n of the appointed day rose not 2 cloud dimmed the azure e sky, and Viviane came down all iles for her . feeling sure she would like King from her lover’s descriptio: Charles’ spirits were light as well, and any fe he had about Francoise he had put e with a firm will, and almost laughed at the forebodings that had hauxted him for some time. Ear in the afternoon the horses stood waiting, and soon Viviane came down in ber riding-habit to where her lover awaited her. How proud he was of her, how rare- ly fair she was, the deep blue of her close-fitting habit making the purity of hercomplexion more noticeable, as well as displaying her beautiful form perfectly. In his after life, when all hope was dead, and living itself was bitter as death, Charles Hamilton never forgot that ride with his darling. Her words, her smiles, her every attitude lived with him forever. Soon they reached the pretty seques- tered home of Mrs. King. As they approached the door after dismounting, their hostess met them with out-stretched hands, welcoming with smiles the beautiful girl she was prepared to love. After they had spent about an hour with Mrs. King a messenger followed them. Viviane’s uncle must see ' Charles at once about something con- cerning the mines. He could return in | an hour or two, if he pleased. | “Mrs. King would not hear of Viviane retnrning with him, and Viviane seemed willing enough to stay till his return. “J will return as quickly as possible, my Viviane,” he said, with a proud ossession in his tone that made Mrs. King rr ne een mente ee: Sette Half an hour after Charles rode | away, Viviane announced to Mrs. King that she was going up the cliff. : “My head aches slightly,”” she said, “anda walk will do it good." “I would accompany you,”’ the elder lady said, ‘‘but for years I have been unable to w distance. But why not wait t aries’ return?” “He will be late, I know,’’ Viviane answered, ‘‘and I must have time to drink in all the beauties of the scene, if it is such as is described.” Ten minutes later Viviane was on her way, and just as the sun was set- ting she reached the point where the view was finest. | A low exclamation of delight left her | lips, and then she became conscious some one was behind her; and turning, | she looked into s brilliant dark face, ) With sionate gleaming eyes—the | beautiful face of Francoise, the Mexi- + ean girl. For a moment the girls der swept over | She seemed to feel his gaze, and she | at each other; then Francoise spoke: “You are ne he loves; I the one he won with false promises and vows.”’ Something in the aming eyes struck terror to Vivis oul, but she spoke I el o perfectly. love tome, and taught p him. in away he little dreams les had not n of time by Mr. Wentworth, and at this moment he was making his way | up the cliff, for he had stopped at Mrs. | King’s only long enough to leave his | horse, when he heard that Viviane had | gone alone. 5 | A terrible fear, which he could hard- | ly account for, took possession of him. | Ah, Heavens! how soon was he to know what the foreboding meant! As Francoise spoke the last words she drew nearer to Viviane, and pointed to the water. “That would cool my brain,’’ she said; ‘‘but ltold him I could never rest while he lived for you, and so you and I will die together.”’ A shriek rang from Viviane’s lips, a a shriek heard by her lover, who dashed up the cliff, almost realizing the truth. Another wild agonized shriek in his ears, then a turn in the cliff, and then the two struggling forms on the top of it. Then Francoise saw him, and a wild laugh rang from her lips, and then— ob, God! the cliff was empty. Like a madman Charles dashed along, intending to leap off the cliff, but suddenly his foot struck a rock, and the next moment he had fallen forward, a ghastly wound in his fore- head—a wound that took away his genses for many a day; but when con- sciousness did come back, he only wished he had died, for the story they told him wrecked his life forever. Francoise and Viviane had been washed ashore still clasped in each other’s arms, and the people, not know- ing the truth, had buried them togeth- er, to sleep till the last greatday, when all will awake together. : They told him ‘how the two beautiful faces had lain together—the lily-fair one of his darling, the olive dark face of Francoise; the cloud of bright hair of his love mingled with the raven tresses of the Mexican maiden; and he spoke no word. For what could he say? His heart was buried in the grave of jane and in the grave of Fran- coise as well. Another woman he never wooed, an- other woman he never won—grey- haired and old before his time, he will go down to the grave faithful to her to whom his faithlessness fora little while had brought the mystery of death—the mystery of life as well, in the bright- ness of happy youth. ——_—. + = —_____ The Ching ‘raze. “IT want a bis spitz,” said a lady who entered a Chestnut street crockery , ma’am, but I sold > replied the salesman. “Oh, that is too bad. I am simply thout one. Can't you get one any more? [I’ve d nobody has one jeft. No tthe price—only get me a zh. “PH your order, ma'am, and said the ssles- tore. ry to get one for you,’ man as the lady left the at does that mex sked a re- porter who heard the conv ersation. “Why does sie come here for a black n, she wants a china spitz, not & . Don’t you know about the rage for china dogs? No? Well, sir, it’s the thing now to make collections of dogs in china, deif, glass, bisque and everything of that kind and arrange them on parlor etageres or cabinets. Some people try to get as many dogs as possible, without regard particularly to the kind of a dog; others mako a point of getting more of one kind than somebody else. Now the lady who was here a minute ago has doubtless seen a friend who has collected more speci- mens of the spitz than she had, and a black spits being somewhat rare would be a triumph to her. “A lady who bought a pug with a bell collar here a day or two ago told me she made every one of her friends present her with a dog costing from five cents up, and ber collection now, in- cluding those she had bought, number- ed 149, and she had them arranged on an eagere all to themselves, and the ef- fect, she said, was ‘too cunning.’ ’— Phhiladelphia Times. —————— a Rested Her Head. There was a social gathering ata Rockland house the other evening, and among those present was a young man from Boston, who had come down for a season to rest his intellect, and du- ring the evening he corraled a pretty irl in one corner of the room and laid Eimselt out to talk her dizzy and im- press her with a becoming sense of his superior style. He rattled along for an hour or two about himself, the girl now and then improving an opportunity to put in a monosyliable, and the young man thought she was getting tolerably awed, when the father bore down on the pair and anxiously exclaimed: of here, Maria, you must be care- ful—you really must. Remember that you've been sick for 8 fortnight, snd the doctor said that if you came here to-night you must make no effort at all —you must keep your head rested.”” *“Pa, dear,’ returned the pretty girl demurely, ‘‘don’t ree: Iam not ex- erting m atall. I have been talk- ing with Mr. Beacon. My head feels nicely rested.” And the man from Boston soon after excused hi and went stairs into a dark room and detained any | ‘TELE; Electric Light of the Southwest ‘BUSINESS COLLEGE, But [ am goingto } BUTLER, NES SOOCTER EL |FOR LADIES AND GENTLEMEN; A thorough and practical business course heetite presented consisting of Penmanship, Mathematics, Grammar, Spelling, C ie cial Law, Business Comcepon ies, ae graphy and Bookkeeping in its various forms viz: Merchandise, Bank, Railroad, Express and = Telegraph. Ornamental Penmanship and Drawing will be taught to those desir- ing thein. THE NORMAL DEPARTMENT, Fully meets the demands of our young friends not prepared to pursue the Commercial course on account of deficiency in the common school branches. Having found it necessary to add this course ot training to the Commercial that I may be better prepared to further the interests of jhe students, | have secured the services of W.D. Deaver, A. M., who will take charge ot this department; and I can a ssure every student that nothing will be left undone to promote their highest interests. The Commercial Branches Will be superintended by the Principal, assisted by Prof. H. W. DeRome, both being pract instructors, will also insure success to their students. Ladhes and Gentle ren 1 business education, cannot do better than enter this C y . and prepare themselves as Penmen, Book- keepers, Operators and Call and see us, we s} lad to see you and show you through the college Respectfully, CEO. W. WEAVER. PRINCIPAL. L»« LUDWICK & SON, DRUGS, MEDICINES, PAINTS, OILS, AND DUGGISTS SUNDRIES, Kutler, Mo Main Street. A GIFT VALUED AT $26, A beautiful imported moss rose china tea set will be given away with ere TS ED one box of matchless baking powder to the person drawing the lucky num- cr The Tea Set consists of 56 pieces, ber placed oposite kis or her nam Baking Powder warranted equal in qualityty to the best in the market. is ae No Humbug, Call and see it. 'T". D. Rafter. TW BUTLER TIM TILLBJANUARY FIRST ’85 ONLY 50 CENTS,

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