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Time Table. L. &S DIVISION. {RAINS RUNNING NORTH. assenger 4:47 a.m. ag focal 8:30 & ‘go2,passenger 3:15 p.m. TRAINS RUNNING SOUTH, 1, passenger 12:30 p.m. 311, local eae fs 303, passenger ea : sr. L. & E. DIVISION. ». 343 mixed, leaves 6:45 a.m. com ‘arrives 3:25 Pe m. | E. K. CARNES, Agent. BATES COUNTY National Bank, (Organized in 1871.) OF BUTLER, MC. Capial paid in, - - $75,000. Guplus - - - - $7100 od p.1.TYGARD, - - - President. HON. J.B. MEWBERRY,: Vice-Pres. j.C.CLARK - - Cashier QQ W. E. TUCKER, ! DENTIST, BUTLER, MISSOURI. Office, Southwest Corner Square, over Aaron Hart’s Store. —— Lawyers. J. HA NORTON. Attorney-at-Law. Office, North Side square, over F. Barnhardt’s Jewelry Store... W +0. JACKSON, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Butler, Mo. Office, South Side Square, over Badgley Bros., Store. PLDEN H. SMITH, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Butler, Mo. Will practice in all the courts. Special at- tention given to collections and litigated !aims. Cavin F, BoxLey, Prosecuting Attorney. CALVIN F. BOXLEY, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. Butler, Mo. Will practice in all the courts. ARKINSON & GRAVES, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. Office West Side Square, over Lans- down’s Drug Store. Pdc® & DENT: : ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Office North Side Square, over A. L. McBride’s Store, Butler, Mo. Physicians. J. R. BOYD, M. D. PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON, Orricz—East Side Square, over Max Weiner’s, 19-ly But.er, Mo. DR. J. M, CHRISTY, HOMOEOPATHIC PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON, Office, front room over P. O. All calls answered at office day or night. Special attention given to temale dis- eases. T C. BOULWARE, Physician and e Surgeon. Office north side square, Butler, Mo. Diseases of women and chil- ren a specialty. J.T. WALLS, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON. Office, Southwest Corner Square, oyer Aaron Hart’s Store. Residence on Ha- vannah street norrh of Pine. Missouri Pacific R’y. 2 Daily Trains 12 TO KANSAS CITY and OMAHA, COLORADO SHORT LINE 5 Daily Trains, 5 Kansas City to St, Louis, THE PUEBLO AND DENVER. PULLMAN BUFFETT SLEEPING CARS Kansas City to Denver without change H. C. TOWNSEND. General Passenger and Ticket Ag’, ST_ LOUIS, MO. The Mate’s Antipathy. A TRAGEDY OF THE SEA. BY G. F. PARSONS. I was dining with a merchant who resided in the picturesque little town of Port Louis, Mauretius, when I first'met old Captain Brun- dage. He had just brought his ship from Calcutta with a cargo in the lower hold and a between-deck load of Indian coolies, under con- tract to work for a term of years on the sugar plantations. The captain told us that cholera had broken out soon after they got clear of the Hooghley, and that not only had it carried off some fifty of the coolies, but it had reduced kis crew by four of his best men; and this the old man evidently took to heart. He was a white haired, grizzle bearded old veteran, hale and full of energy, well informed, with gocd manners and plenty of conversation. After dinner we rode over the island and enjoyed the view over the harbor and along the hillside, and presently the talk drifted on the trustworthi- ness of first impressions, and the origin and significance of these cur'e ous aversions to strangers which sometimes crop out in the best reg- ulated minds. Captain Brundage listened for some little time, and then said, in a reflective tone: “Some years ago this very port, or close to it, I witnessed the con- clusion of a strange case of prepos session as I think was ever heard of.” Of course, we all expressed a de- sire to hear the story, and the cap- tain, who was a good narrator, told the story as follows. “Ten years ago I was sailing from Liverpool to Bombay, when in a heavy gale just before reaching the Cape of Good Hope, I lost my sec- ond mate, who was washed over- board in so heevy asea that it was impossible to lower a boat. Ithere fore ran into the Cape and shipped another mate. He was a likely look- ing young fellow, an Englishman from the north, very steady, pretty well as far as seamanship went, but slow and inclined to distrust his own abilities—not aslight fault in an officer. My first mate had sailed with me before. His name was March; he was dark man in the prime of life, a fine sailor, an excel- lent navigator, quite active in mind and body, full of resource and _thor- oughly trustworthy. I had always regarded him as of a cheerful and agreeable disposition, and he got on well with all the men in the forecas- tle, who knew their duty, though he was inclined to be severe with shirks and the kind of half-baked frauds that sign articles as able seamen, though they don’t know enough to pass aserving mallet let alone take their trick at the wheel. Young Norris—that was the new second mate’s name—came aboard two or three days before we sailed, and went to work. I soon noticed that he and March didn’t seem to cotton to each other and I took the first opportunity of speaking to March about it. To my surprise his face darkened the moment I men- tioned Norris, and a curious expres- sion suggestive of strong dislike and equally strong perplexity, passed over his features. He was silent for a moment, then turned to me and said, quite eagerly, us though he felt a relief in expressing his thoughts: “Captain, its a curious thing, and I'm half inclined to be ashamed of it, though I can’t help it—but from the first moment I saw that man, I have hated him. As I said, no reason goes to this feeling. It js simply an impression which the sight of him created. All that I can say further is, that it is associated with a dim suggestion—I don’t know what else to call it—that the fellow will do me great harm.’ He colored a little and continued: I dare say you will laugh at me. I feel inclined to laugh at myself, but somehow I am always checked by the cropping up of the original aver- sion which really seems to be like a svarning of danger.’ “Of course” observed the captain, |} did my best to laugh off the mate's | »oodiness; told him he must be bil- ious, and prescribed blue-mass for [Bins and so forth, but I could see | as the incident I am going to relate R. R. DEACON, THE ONLV EXCLUSIVE HARDWARE AND IMPLEMENT HOUSE IN BUTLER. deep, th:t he was in serious earnest, aid that he was brooding over the matter. I dare say I should have forgotten al! bout it if it had not soon becon eut that March’s temper was ¢ ng for the worse, and also thut he was getting into the bad habit of trying to haze the the second mate. that the impression had really been | In short his aver- sion to the jatter was growing every day, and while Norris did not share it, and was generally impertubably good natured, he was certain to find out sooner or later that his superior officer disliked him and was trying make his duty hard for him. “At last, March, by and of brood- ing over his prepossesions, was get- ting into a dangerous frame of mind will show: We were in the Indian ocean, and the lattitude was one in which we | might expect and stiff squalls, when one night, when we sudden were going along with a fair wind on the quarter and the topmaststud- dingsails set, March had the first watch, from eight to twelve. Just before eight bells (midnight) he no- ticed a small cloud on the horizon. It was apparently of little account, but no man knew better than he | that it was ls duty to call the at- tention of the officer who relieyed | him to it, that he might watch it | closely. Well, so far had his hat- red of Norris gone by this time, that he went below without saying anything about it. leaving the sec- ond mate, scarcely half awake yet in the top. Fifteen minutes later I was flung out of my cot by the sudden heeling of the ship, and, as I scrambled up the companion-way I heard the crash of small spars, and the slatting of loose canvas. A heavy black squall had come up with the swift- ness all sailors are familiar with, and struck us on our beam-end. We had to let go the lee-main-topsail- sheet before she righted, and that half-hour’s work gave the carpenter and sail maker all they could do un- til we reached the Sand Heads. Of course, when I heard all the facts, I gave my chief mate a good dressing down; and he was very penitent and full of promises of reformation; and I must say that until we left Calcut- ta, bound here, he did his best to act fairly and rationally. He never could be sociable with Norris, how- ever, and cold civility was the ut- most he could bring himself to. The second mate, who knew nothing of March’s prejudice, naturally sup- posed that what he saw was the mate’s regular gait, so to speak, and you may be sure I did not take the trouble to enlighten him. Once in awhile I would sound March to see if he was getting over his feeling of dislike, fear, suspicion er whatever it was, but I soon per- ceived that it was useless to look for any change in that respect. He was frank enough about it,but all he would say was that he had tried to throw it off and could not; that, as time passed, indeed, it seemed as if he was coming nearer some dreadful occurrence; he did not feel sure that | his own life was in danger,only that he was mixed up in something dark and awful, in which Norris was to be achief actor. Clearly the man was becoming more morbid every day, but so long as he carried on the du. ty of the ship and got into no diffi- culty with the second mate, there was nothing to be done, and I had; satisfied myself that there was still less use in saying anything. Things were in this state when we came in- | to Port Louis, and while we lay in) the tier, Ma ‘first mate against Norris, and so I} | the forecastle, and, by a little judi- ligate his animosity to Norris, and I | blue clay. bottom as I know, |leave the windlass and help make | out of her if the rush was not stop- them on the windlass in the hope j that the tough yarns would become which nearly lost him his berth, and entangled in the links, and perhaps but for the difficulty of replacing | stop the run. But the cable had such a man in a little hand-basin of | to9 much headway by the time the a port, I think I should have let him | gwabs were brought, and, when go. We had a cask of rumaft, and| thrown, they were either torn to we hada Hindoo cabin steward, who rags instantiy or flung violently off had been stealing this rum and sell- again. By this time everybody on ing it to the men in the forecastle. | deck had run forward, and, while it March found out what was going on : : jwas impossible to approach the and instead of punishing the rascal- windlass, round which the cable was ly steward he tried to make me be- | flying so rapidly that the links could lieve that the second mate was the | not be distinguished, it was equally guilty party—and no doubt he| impracticable to do anything with thought this the more easy, because | the chain on the range for the bights the second mate had the key to the | of jt would have either knocked the storeroom, it being part of his duty! prains out of anyone getting near to weigh out the provisions to the} them, or have caught and carried téudal, or foreman of the coolies.| them to certain death on the wind- It inevitable, however, that I should | jas. believe any charge brought by the though he had less control over him. self. He did one thing at this time March had occupied himself in said nothing at first, but went into everything he could find, down up- on the windlass, but so far nothing had held for a moment and the situ- ation was becoming very serious. Fortunately the weather was fine, and the sea smooth. The topsails had been loosed but were not sheet- ed home, and the ship drifted slow- ly, without steerageway. The sec- ond mate, who had been aft looking after the men who were aloft, mak- ing sail, now came running forward, looking half scared, and at first, I and others thought he was going to jump onthe cable on the range, with the desperate idea of stopping it. A dozen voices shouted warn- ing at him and he stopped short, just in time. Then an idea seemed to strike him and he ran up the lad- der leading to the top-gallant fore castle, and going to the break of the forecastle, directly over the windlass stooped down and began to fumble with a roll of matting which was lashed there for occasional use in protecting the forestays, evidently thinking to throw it upon the run- ning cable. It is perhaps necessary to remind you that all this, and what followed happened in a very short space of time. At such critic- al moments one sees more in thirty seconds than can afterwards be scribed in a half an hour. As Norris crouched down on the break of the forecastle, I glanced from him to March, who was stand- ing on the forecastle within a couple of yards of me, and in that momeut I saw murder come into his mind. I shall never forget the sudden darkening of his face, and the vin- dicative flash that passed over it, giving him adreadful look of ma- lignity and ferocious purpose. It said to me as plain as words: ‘Here is my opportunity. Ihave only to stumble against that kneeling man and he will lose his balance fall over upon the windlass and the cable will do the rest.’ So unmistakable was his purpose that I sprang forward to sieze him when the situation changed. March made a step for- ward; Norris half rose and moved backward away from the break of the forecastle, at the same time he looked up into March’s face. What he recognized there he never said, but he started, gave a low cry, and moved to stand up. Simultaneous- ly,March strode toward him, appear- ed to trip over something, fell for- ward with his arms extended over Norris’ back, and before anyone per- son could lift a hand to help him, shot forward, fell abaft the windlass his full length on the flying cable, and—” the captain paused, wiped his moist forehead, and continued with a little hesitation; “Well, it was all over in two seconds. The cable stopped running witha jar that I cious diplemacy, soon got at the truth. I sacked the unfaithful stew- ard, as a matter of course, but I did not think it necessary to make any explanations to toe mate. The fact spoke plainly enough for him, no doubt. It may be imagined that this frus- tration of his little plot did not mit- made up my mind I would have to keep my weather-eye open all the way home. However, the sailing day arrived; we hove up the anchor, and drifted harbor on the ebb tide. You know that the holding ground (anchorage) of Port Louis is a heavy It is about as dirty a and when the anchor comes home it generally brings up a ton or two of this sticky mud, which also is plastered over portions of the cabl, and which cov- ers windlass, decks, and everything with mud before the anchor is stow- ed. Well on this occasion the anch- or was sent home short apeak, but the crown was just out of water when I ordered some of the men to sail. In getting in the cable we us- eda jigger, a small tackle, which is clapped on the cable abaft the windlass, and kept taut in order to prevent any slack rising in the ca- ble, and so causing it to slip. de- At this moment, the boatman, who had charge of the jigger, sung out to the men at the windlass to avast heaving until the tackle was shifted. They stopped, and just as the jigger was taken off the cable and before it could be put on again higher up, something—nobody could ever tell what—started the cable. It began to slip over the windlass, and lubricated by the greasy clay with which it was cov- ered, the motin grew swifter every second. There was nearly one hun- dred fathoms of working cable on deck, and we had now drifted into sixty or seventy fathoms of water. The anchor was a very heavy one and its momentum increased as it plunged downward. In less time than it has taken to tell it, the chain was fairly flying around the wind- lass, the newly arranged bights on the range being whirled up with lightning rapidity; and the rattle growing into a roar under which the ship trembled. With such a range of cable and sueh a depth of water, it was on the cards that the bows would be torn ped, and the danger grew every in- stant. At first all hands were a lit- tle confused by what had happened. I was at the bows looking over and saw the ancher plunge out of sight. I jumped for the lurch of the top- throwing swabs, coils of rope, and/| compressor on and went to work to unshackle the chain. It was an aw- ful job getting it off the windlass. The poor fellow hadn't a whole bone left in him. He had been carried three times around the barre! of the windlass, between the lower part of which and the deck, there was not six inches space.” “And go,” we said, after some si- lence, “your mate's antipathy was after all justified by the event.” “Yes,” said Captain Brundage, thoughtfully, “and there is even more than that in it. Do you see that he really had the most power- ful motive for hating Norris—that is, he would have had could he have foreseen what was to happen? not solely because the new second mate was to be the cause of his dreadful death, but because he was to be led to that death through the motive of muréer, and was thus to be* hurled into eternity with the purpose of the blackest crime on his soul? I don’t know what you gentlemen may think about it, but the reccollection of poor March's death, and what went before it, always gives me a particularly uncanny feeling; it looks so much as though there had been at work against him an influence which showed positive mahgnit), of a kind exceeding that which most mortals at their worst bear to one another.” Whether or not we agreed with the captain, his story impressed us so much that none of us felt dispos- ed to argue the point with him. BADLY WHIPPED By Members of Her Own Sex, Wore Men’s Clothes. Who Charleston, S. C., Feb. 11.—A strange story comes to-day from Al- lendale, a small hamlet in Barnwell county, near the scene of the recent lynchings. Hattie Frazier, a negro woman, and her infant child a month old, were the victims of a queer Black Cap outrage. When the news of the butchery reached the Allen- dale section, Hattie Frazier was one of the few negroes who did not join in the chorus of condemnation of that act. On the contrary she open- ly expressed the opinion that thé murdered men had only got what they deserved. Since that time she has been in bad odor with her race. She had received threats from time to time, but treated them with scorn. But one night last week while asleep with her infant, only a few weeks old, she was aroused by a noise indicating that some one was trying to get in at the door Not thought would have cut the wind-| h’s humor seemed to! gallant forecastle instantly, and j lass in two, and we, with white faces | lower than any other state in the Un- grow blacker and it looked as;sung out to get swabs and throw jand trembling limbs clapped the ion. : suspecting auything she went out with her child in her arms to see what was the matter. Arriving at the door she was seized and drag- get away from the house and sub- jected to a most brutal beatiag. The lynchers were in masculine at- tire and wore black masks and caps. After beating the woman nearly to death they left her with the warning that they would return the next night and finish her if she was found in the neighborhood. After the de- parture of the Black Caps the wo- min dragged herself back to her house where she found her child ly- ing on the ground. The next day she identified two of her assailants and they were lodged in jail. They proved to be negro women who turned state’s evidence and confess- ed that the flogging was done by a band of twenty to forty negro wo- men, dressed in male attire with black masks and caps, and who un- dertook to punish their victims for the mother’s expression of opinion about the Barnwell negroes’ fate. Upon their testimony fifteen negro women residing in the neighborhood were arrested. The affair created considerable excitement in Barnwell county. Great efforts were made to keep the matter secret but the sto-. ry leaked out to day. Still Another Trast Prubabie. Pittsburg, Pa., Feb. 11—The man- ufacturers of flint glass tableware of the country are considering the advisability of consolidating their interests. A secret meeting wae held in this city last night at which it is claimed it was agreed that the condition of trade demanded the formation of a trust. Definite action was deferred, however, to a later meeting. Immigrants should look toward Missouri. The tax in this state ig