The Butler Weekly Times Newspaper, January 15, 1890, Page 7

Time Tabie. L. &S DIVISION. TRAINS RUNNING NORTH. NOT CREDIBLE, BUT TRUE. BY MARION HARLAND. "lo. 304 ara 5 sd a.m. “ 2, loca 5 e i i “ Sozwpassenger 3:38 p. m. What I have to say is not fiction, but fact. The heroine of my “strange story,"—and no less true than strange—died many years ago. Mest of her generation have followed her to the land the inhabitants of which TRAINS RUNNING SOUTH - No. 301, passenger 311, local 5:00 ss 303, passenger g:4o * St. L. & E. DIVISION. 12:30 p. m. No. 343 mixed, leaves 6:45 a.m. eee eee “ “arrives 3:25 p. m.j|May or may not revisit ours in visi- E. K. CARNES, Agent. | ble guise. The Lord of the quick and the dead alone knows how this may be. There is no reason why I should not put into print what many of contemporaries heard from her own lips, not only at the date of the mysterious occurrence that shadowed her life, but when a haif century had softened the grisly out- lines of the horror, and she could contemplate it in perspective, almost in calmness, although never without awe. I, Nancy Barksdale, who writes this, was a girl of eighteen wh», at| the close ofa May day fifty years ago, my father’s carriage sci me} down at the door of my dear friend, | Augusta Deane, in Cartersville, Va. | Cartersville was then—and may be now—an uninteresting village, | straggling leisurely along the banks of the James River, to which it ow- ed its being and continued life. We pitied Auguta Hliet, the belle of two Richmond seasons, not because she had married Frauk Deane, a prom-} ising young lawyer, but for having | to live in the muddy, tame little) town. The wedding had taken place | in September, and this was my firet | visit to her new abode. It wasasmail white cottage, set back about twenty yards from the street, which differed in nothing from a country highway, except that BATES COUNTY National Bank. (Organized in 1871.) OF BUTLER, MC. -Capial paid in, - - $75,000. Surplus - - $ 71.000 President. Vice-Pres. Cashier F.1. TYGARD, HON. J. 8. MEWBERRY J.C. CLARK iW. E. TUCKER, é DENTIST, | BUTLER, MISSOURI. Office, Southwest Corner Square, over + Aaron Hart's Store. Lawyers. W «0. JACKSON, ATTORNEY AT LAW, | Butler, Mo. Office, South Side Square, over Badgley Bros., Store. H. SMITH, YATTORNEY AT LAW. Butler, Mo. Will practice in all the courts. Special at- tention given to collections and litigated laims. TILDEN there was more houses on and near it. I had just time to observe that the Deanes’ cottage was a story and a half high, with dormer windows in the roof; that it was neat and newly- painted; that the wicket gate in the front palings was over-arched bya bower of honeysuckle, and the front porch overrun with a multiflora rese tree, now in affluent bloom—when Augusta ran out through the open door and down the gravel-walk to Carvin F Boxtey, Prosecuting Attorney.¢ CALVIN F. BOXLEY, ‘ATTORNEYS AT LAW. Butler, Mo. Will practice in all the courts. ARKINSON & GRAVES, --: R. R. DEACON :-- ——-:—DEALER IX—.-—__ HARDWARE AND IMPLEMENTS ——S$CUTLERY AND GUNSgeg— - Moline Farm Wagons, (Manufactured by John Deere.) “E-eaen- ESO») 4. 4G EES Sp E-4PW ESS ————:The Best in the World:—__— BUCKEYE FORCE PUMPS. Gas Pipe Fitting and Pump Repairing. x REaGpD ETT BP GOP A EK 2) 0.) ee a frame, cast graceful streamers from| live and about about a month ago one side to the other. Smiling hap-| wanted me'n the old woman to deed — ily and roguishly Augusta pulled! over the farm to them and be taken down a spray bearing as many five-|keer of the rest of our lives. We pointed flowers as leaves, coiied it | didn't like the idea, but they hung rapidly into a wreath, and laid it on | to it, and so last week I made out a my head. |deed and handed it over. It wasn’t “And you shall wear a starry ‘a deed describin’ this farm, but some crown!” she chanted gayly. | other farm, though it looked all reg- I think the gatelatch clicked. Tj ular nuff.” know we both looked out at the! “You douted their faith, eh?” same instant. | “I kinder did, and so—ha! ha! ha! Frank Deane was just entering | Say, stranger, don't think hard of the yard. me, but I've got to laff or bust. Just Have I said that he was iat tickles me way back to my shoulder some? I had always thought s0, ! blade’” but never believed he could be so! He went off into another fit, and royally beautiful as now, framed Sin cles he got his breath he contin- the honeysuckle arch of the little | ued: gate-way. His face was alight with ! happiness and love; his eyes eagerly | sought the window, and, as a low | exclamation of rapture escaped the | figure beside me, he smiled, tossed | his hand into the air in glad greet- ing, and bounded quickly up the walk. Augusta flew into the hall to meet him. I, left alone for a mc- ment, saw him, I solemnly aver, as he set his foot upen the lower step of the porch, the flash of the May sanshine uppn his blond head, un- covered in knightly reverence before his wife. Then a wild shriek of terrified an guish rang through every corner of the cottage. I reached Auguta’s side as she reeled back fainting. My arms—not her husband’s—received “This mornin’ was the sixth day since they got the deed. As soon as breakfast was over Ben said they'd git along without our valued compa- ny, and suggested that as it was nine miles to the poor house we make an early start. He intended to turn us smack out dvors without a dollar, but he got left. I told him he'd better look into the deed a bit, and he went to town and diskivered the trick Thad played. You orter seen them two when they come back! Why, why “i And he laughed again until I bad to pat him on the back to prevent a catastrophe. “They were the humblest, down. troldenest, used-upest, gone-to- pieces pair you ever sot eyes on. to foot while she was saying her | so slowly and unwillingly! prayers, aud heard a stifled sob. ja bid like his step! | room, took a miniature from a draw- | my hand to him when he w ex, kissed it twice and furtively slip-| to the office. But I wat = SS = | : ped it under her pillow. When we |fromeaway back in the room where had lain down and the light was | he couldn't see me, and sa out, Tknew, geutie and gradual as | down the path and stop under the was the movement, that she drew | honeysuckle ait the gate the picture from its hiding place and | back at the window. When pressed to her bosom. hand caressing}; over felt that it was wet. “Agusta,” I said softly, “counot I comfort you?) What. is it, my poor dear? Surely you are not grieving over asorrow that will be cured so soon as Mr. Deane’s absence?” her cheek, I | rushed down the .street a glance behind him. first parting! ATTORN:YS AT LAW. Office West Side Square, over Lans- down’s Drug Store. E & DENTON, a ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Office North Side Square, over A. L. McBride’s Store, Butler, Mo. the carriage. She was « trifle thinner than when T had last seen her, but animated and joyous, with vivacity that did not abate while she attended me to her own chamber on the first floor, pour- ing out salutations, queries and in- terjections in her old frank, impet- uous way. “You must stay in here with me until Frank comes home.” she said, Physicians. J. R. BOYD, M. D. PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON, Orricr—East Side Square, over Max Weiner’s, I9-ly in garb. day before yesterday and may not get back before Saturday.” “Your first separation—isn’t it?” BuTLeR, Mo. DR. J. M, CHRISTY, HOMOBOPATHIC PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON, Office, front room over P. O. All calls answered at office day or night. Specialattention given to temale dis- eases. T C. BOULWARE, Physician and e Surgeon. Office north side square, Butler, Mo. Diseasesof women and chil- ren a specialty. quite natural in her manner. “Yes. it might be an afterthought. face turned from me. J.T, WALLS, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON. Office, Southwest Corner Square, oyer Aaron Hart’s Store. Residence on Ha- vannah street norrh ot Pine. Missouri Pacific Ry. 2 Dailv Trains +2 TO overlook her emotion. eye-lashes. KANSAS CITY and 5 Daily Trains, 9 OMAHA, PUEBLO AND DENVER. PULLMAN BUFFETT SLEEPING CARS Kansas City to Denver without change H. C. TOWNSEND. | General Passenget and Ticket Ag”, ST Louis, MO. months’ separation. cloud returned and broke. helping me to lay aside my travel- “He went to Richmond I asked, struck with something not He was obliged to go on business,” adding the last word as 1f While she spoke she was arrang- ing some clothing hung in a press to make room for what I had laid off. Her hands wavered and she kept her Whith the slight touch of superi- or scorn of a fancy-free-as-yet maid en for the sentimental feelings of “young married folks,” I feigned to She might pine at heart for her absent mate, but she did me the justice to be sin- cerely delighted at my coming. I would content myself with that for the present, and tolerate a weakness peculiar to her position; so 1 made talk of city matters, and the journey taking pains not to ask a question, until presently she showed me a sunny face, that was the prettier and sweeter for the mist, which was not quite dew, lingering on her We supped and sat out on the porch until bed time, watch- ing the moon rise, and mount—the erytal-white light driving back the shadows from the wet grass and from infancy can talk after nearly six Augusta bore her part gallantly, and I quite for- got the passing cloud that had dim- med her eyes and shaken her voice When we were ready for bed the Isaw her kneeling form tremble from head She clung to me in a wild storm of tears. She was but twenty, and | over!” had not had a secret from me in ten | years; so I got this one. Law business, imperative, and not to be deferred, he said, called Frank to Richmond. With all her sweet- ness of temper, his wife had been a spoiled child in her father’s house and her husband had never crossed her. She especially desired that he should be at home while I was there and could not be convinced that the maiter in hand could not be transact- ed as well by correspondence as in person. From pleading she passed to remonstrance, then to indignant protest. The result was that reef of horrors to the newly-wedded, the first quarrel. Frank told her that she was unreasonable and childish, and asked her how she expected him to make a living for herself and him if she kept him tied to her apron string. “And I called him unfeeling and cruel and—brutal!” confessed the penitent, between her sobs. “I have cried myself to sleep two nigkts ov- erit. _IfI could see him for one minute— long enough to beg his par- don—I could let lim go for six months, if necessary. Ifyou could have seen his face when I said that last wicked word! He turnedas white as death and bit hislips hard to keep back the bitter answer I deserved. How could I do it? How could I do it?” It did seem inexcusable to me—a slighily priggish damsel witk a well | formulated creed of wifely duty and | day,” she said blithely. deportment—but I lectured her mildly in consideration of her genu- ine distress. “He has a generous heart,” I con cluded. ““He will not bear a grudge, you may be sure, and his very soul perience, I had great store more soporifically. breath and a reply, at len, Chilled and chagrined, Something slid from her It was her tiently under her pillow. geon’s hand. eyelids. In the slow from the slumbers of gusta’s countenance. white gown, bound at the about and in her. myself a matter of two breakfast was ready. while I dressed. | your prescriptions; put ribbon-like graveled paths winding |= : 5 \ ibilities of Frank’ iti is 5 ‘ : = . _. © fis bound up in you. | possibilities of Frank’s getting back} mile. When he sobered up a little; Kansas City to St, Louis, | away into the shrubbery; enjoying) The neatly-cut plaster did not | on Friday instead of Saturday. I}I asked eee = —- chief — to the the seent-freighted a throbbing draw the lips of the wound together. | feel almost sure that he will be here} “Is there a joke in this some-! fees 25 : sd phew fn ortly after THE S and cooling before the river pipes Indeed, it bled afresh. |tomorrow. This is Thursday you| where?” \, = ei ee: and COLORADO SHORT LINE j/and talking, talking, as ous two! oie never said an unkind word know. Ican imagine how he will] “Is there? Whoop! I should say ron’ ¢ nos teas aa ea sei 2 To | girls who have been bosom friends), , ..@n his life, my suffering, pa-| thank you when he hears what good/there was! Go in the house and Barbour. The friendship existing tient, ill-used angel! And I wouldn’t | advice you gave me.” walk down to the boat with him, al- z Pan | t = 4 : though he was longing toask me to dropped asleep before had reached} “Well, what is it? office hours a bene: se seen togeth- 7g: : ae | - 4 almost any ; £ doit. I didn’t even go with him to | the application of my homily? She; “You sce, Beu got married about} ex aimost any day walking down the the door, when he kissed me | was still chatting, when, fully dress-| three monthsago. Purty good boy, a good-bye, Ijustlet him do it and stood likea dumb block while he | put my arm about her. I didu’t stir to , Arising with averted face, she went _ go to the window, where toa burean on the far side of the | ways stock every morning, to kiss Passing my | see me his face turned absolutely dark—the most awful thing! and he with never That was our We parted under a ; thunder-cloud, Nancy! I have lived in the heavt of it ever since. had not come I think I must have gone crazy thinking and living it all My sympathy quieted her, some what, I hope, but I am fafraid the battered platitudes of which, as is the case of most younglings of inex Pausing for covered that she was asleep. from my arms upon her own pillow. husband's miniature, giass and setting, warmed by her passionate holding. I thrust it impa- was not dangerous, I reflected, with judicial fatuousness, when the pa- j tient could slumber under the sur- I was aroused in the morning by a shower of kisses upon my lips and youth, I dreamed that I was walk- ing through a vista honeysuckles that bobbed dewily against my face, and opened laughing eyes on Au- a blue sash—Frank’s favorite color: the honeysuckles were in her belt; the breath and fragrance and re- freshment of the May morning were Ihad overslept Augusta sat at the open window and chatted “I am quite another creature to wrought a wonderful cure upon me, | Dr. Nancy! I am going to follow i grets behind me, and behave likea | rational Christian in the future. {have been thinking too, over the Could I remind her that she had edIjoined he at the window, andj but inclined to be tricky. walked out of the house—oh Nancy! jasimine tacked along the window- | ly ambitious. They cum home to her. The porch was vacant; so was the path and the trellised gate-way. The radient presence that had glori- fied all three an instant before, had passed into thin air when the wife sought to grasp it. Frank Deane, asa few old Virgin- Ben got a plug of terbacker anda horse pistol and left fur the woods, and Mary tied a wet towel around her head and hoofed it fur her fath- er's house. I've brought out their duds and piled *em up here, and if they don’t send fur ‘em before noon they kin go to the dogs.” “Well, they_deserve 1t.” “Yes, they do; but it was a narrer escape for me. If that deed had been all right me’n the old woman would be paupers to-day. But it wasn't all right, and—and-——— And I had driven et least half a mile before I lost the sound of his laughter. It wasn’t I had al- ent down ched him iaus still living will remember, died suddenly—it was said of heart dis- ease—in Richmond, at the very hour and minute in which we believe we saw him come in at the wicket-gate. Perhaps the Society of Physical Research may announce the exist- euce and define the operation of law of mental influence which enabled the released spirit to project a sém- ulacrum of his physical presence upon the imagiuation of her who loved him passionately, and longed inexpressibly for the assurance of his forgiving love. “God let him come and lift the cloud,” the widow said to her dying day. His love was so mighty that he made her believe that she beheld him with her bodily eyes, say pysch ical savans, reverent in fath in what the cannot explain. But what, then, was it I saw? w him go and look he didn’t Norman J. Colman for Governor. Washington, D. C., Jan. 7.—Nor- man J. Colinan will shortly be an- nounced formally as a candidate for the democratic nomination for gov- ernor. A leading democratic official of Missouri said to-day: “We thmk Colman is the man to restore the old-time democratic majority, and weare going to push him. He is very strong with the farmers. His success as commissioner and secre- tary of agriculture, added tohis life- time devotion to agricultural inter- ests, makes him the most available man for us to nominate. The only objection that can be raised is the fact that he is a St. Louis man, and that St. Louis has just had two governors. That, we think, can be overcome by Col. Colman’s strenght with the farmers and his evident availability. Of course Hatch and Bland and Dockery have their friends, but we think they will eon- clude to remain in congress, where they can stay as long as they like. There does not at present seem to be any reason to doubt that Col. Colman will be our next nominee.” If you , wrought gth 1 dis- I laid her lox hand. | BEN AND MARY OUTWITTED. A Joke that Tickled an Indiana The cut Farmer Almost to Death. One day I was riding along a highway in Indiana when I came upon a pile.of bedding and articles of crockery and hardware in front of a farm house, and seated on the horse-block was a corpulent cld man with a very red face. Naturally enough I asked him what had hap- pened, and he went off into laughter which lasted a minute before he awakening health and could reply. “Is he agreeable to the proposi- ” She worea| “Them duds belong to Ben and tion?” waist with | Mary.” “Yes; he is in the hands of hig. friends.” ~ ; “But who are Ben and Mary?” “Ben's my—my—ha!—ha!—ha! I've laffed till I'm almost dead. Ben’s my son and Mary is his ha!— ha!—ha!—wife.” “But who tumbled these things out here?” “J did.” “But where are Benand Mary?” “She’s gone home and he’s broke fer the woods. Stranger, excuse me, but I'd have to laff if there was acorpse in the house. It’s too durned funny for anything—ha'— ha!—ha!” And he yelled and whooped until he could have been heard half a Gen. Rosecrans, who stil! retain? = his place under the Harrison admin- istration as register of the treasury, - and who is also on theretired list of * the army. with the rank of brigadier general, has for his right-hand man inthe office Col. L. W. Reed of Alexandria, Va., says the New York Tribune. Col. Reed fought on the confederate side during the war and — lost a leg, and is compelled to hoh-- ble around on crutches. Col. Ree belonged to a West Virginia caval: brigade, and for a time was with McCilausland’s command. He work«~ ed his way up to the rank of colonel. & hours, and “You have useless re- I | between “Old Rosey” and the Vire you'll find the old woman nigh dead}. : iginia colonel is very great. Afuer with laffin.” A white |ried e purty fair girl, but dreadful-|ness. It consumes time and exe changes pockets.