The Butler Weekly Times Newspaper, February 26, 1890, Page 3

Time Table. L. &S DIVISION, TRAINS RUNNING NORTH. passenger 4:47 a.m. 6 312, local 8:30 & u 302,passenger 3:15 p.m. TRAINS RUNNING SOUTH. 1, passenger Me: ae local 5:00 303, passenger 9:40 Sr. L. & E. DIVISION. mixed, leaves 6:45 a.m. No. 343 « ’ arrives 3:25 p.m. E. K. CARNES, Agent. BATES COUNTY National Bank, (Organized in 1871.) OF BUTLER, MC. Capial paid in, - - $75,000. Surplus - - - - $71.000 — GARD, - - - ? President. Aaya B. MEWBERRYY Vice-Pres, .c. RK - - Cashier DENTIST, BUTLER, MISSOURI. Office, Southwest Corner Square, over Aaron Hart’s Store. Lawyers. J. H. 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. DEN H. SMITH. Y ATTORNEY AT LAW. Butler, Mo. Will practice in all the courts. Special at- tention given to collections and litigated laims. Carvin F, Box.ey, Prosecuting Attorney. CALVIN F. BOXLEY, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. Butler, Mo. Will practice in all the courts. ARKINSON & GRAVES, ATTORNi#YS AT LAW. Office West Side Square, over Lans- down’s Drug Store. PAGES DENTON, 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, Ig-ly Butier, Mo. DR. J. M, CHRISTY, HOMOBOPATHIC 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. Diseasesof women and chil- ren a specialty. J.T, WALLS, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON. Office, Southwest Corner Square, oyer Aaron Hart’s Store. Residence on Ha- f vannah street norrh of Pine. 1 Missouri Pacific By. 2 Dailv Trains +2 ‘ TU ; KANSAS CITY and OMAHA, ‘COLORALO SHORT LINE | | 5 Daily “Trains, 5 Kansas City to St, Louis, _ THE PUEBLO AND DENVER, PCLLMAN BUFFETT SLEEPING CARS | y Kansas City to Denver without change | The Lamson Homestead. BY MARY EYLE DALLAS. It was about two o'clock in the afternoon, and the Lamson home- stead was in apple-pie order. Mrs. Lamson was sitting at her sewing on the porch, while grandma Lam- son turned the heel of a stocking, when Lucy Kemp, Mrs. Lamson’s niece, stuck her head out of the window over the porch, and called out in tragic tones: “Aunt Lamson, my watch is gone! Ido believe somebody has stolen it!” Old Mrs. Lamsom looked at her daughter-in law ard smiled. “Lucy would lese her head if it was set on with a screw and sle could take it off,” she said. “You’ve put it somewhere, and forgot about it,” answered Mi. Lamson, lifting her voice to the nec- essary pitch for communic:tion with an upstairs window. “Tve looked and locked, and shook out every living thing, thouzh I know it was in my watch pocket last night,” answered Lucy. “I don’t say I am careful, but I aiways know about my watch. _ It’s stolen, unless Billy’s got it to play with.” “Everything is laid on that child,” said grandma. “Bill-ee-eee!” cried Lucy. Billy, a tow-headed little boy of nine, appeared at this summons, and endured his cross examination; de clared he had not touched the watch, burst into tears, was com- forted by a peppermint lozenge from grandma's pocket, and return- ed to his pin-fishing in the brook at the end of the garden. The Lamson family began a gen- eral search, which ended fruitlessly, and arrived at a decision that a tramp, who had been provided with coffee and bread and butter that morning, was the thief. Lucy was regarded as a person in affliction, and every one who came to the house, from the lightning-rod man to the butcher, was instantly inform- ed of the calamity. However, this was only the beginning of the affair. On Sunday morning grandmother Lamson, going into that sacred apartment, the best parlor, found the family bible gone. It always stood in a hittle carved rack, its gild ing protected by a lace tidy. The rack was there, the tidy also, but no Bible. Much confusion ensued. Again little Billy was suspected and ac- cused of having taken it away to look at the illustrations, which, es- pecially “Jonah and the whale,” and “Joseph and his brethren,” were ir- resistable temptations to him, at times. But Billy denied the charge, as only injured innocence can. The tramp was settled upon once more as the thief. It was declared that he had hid- den in the parlor after his refresh- ment, sneaked upstairs and taken the watch, jumped out of the upstairs window to the shed, and so got away over the fields. Grandmother Lamson was incon- solable; Mrs. Lamson, the younger, bent upon blaming somebody; the children frightened, and Lucy afraid to go upstairs alone at night; but the end had not come. The tramp did not appear again, neither had such lawless personages as _tinkers, organ grinders or gypsy women, with babies on their backs, been seen about the place; but it soon became the regular thing for the Lamsons to lose their portable prop- erty. In the course of one fortnight there disappeared from the dwelling in which they abode these several things: Two tablespoons; the silk patch- work cushion from the parlor sofa; the silver tea-pot; Mr. Lamson’s best coat; his best hat; two jars of current jelly; the portrait of Wash- ington, and Mrs. Lamson’s pocket- book with a hundred dollars in it. Then, indeed, despair seized upon the household, and they held a con- sultation with relatives and friends and their pastor. The house was now locked and barred like a prison, and the valua- bles disappeared in the night. Airs. Lamson’s pocketbook had n under her pillow when she to bed. She had looked at be : nervous in these days. ast thing, for she had become: R. R. DEACON, THE ONLV EXCLUSIVE HARDWARE AND IMPLEMENT HOUSE IN BUTLER. about taking the and going to town to buy liats and dresses which were needia’,:n! win they arose there was no pocletiook to be found. To this ta is many cou ile give. The relatives shook their heads aii i their hands a great deal. to wonder wh turns would come, and to feel vaguely suspicioas of old black Sally, who lived in a little hut on the windy hill-top and heir told fortunes, though she had not | been able to get further from her | door than to the spring and the hen- | house for ten years; and a spiritual- istic person who had been to seances and had faith in table tippings, sug gested a kleptomaniae ghost the probable purloiner of the Lamson valuables. e was Brothers’ exhibition,” declared this me a pippin they picked off an apple tree fifty miles away, so they said and if they could do that, why couldn't they tote other things the same way?” The minister gave him a reprov- ing glance, and Grandmother Lam- son declared that he made her turn all goozeflesh. But little Billy felt sure that he should never be able to goto sleep again, even with the counterpane over his head; and I think a general belief in supernatu- ral agency prevailed, xs the Lam- sons bade to their friends, locked, barred, belted and chained their doors and windows, and went to bed. «J don’t believe,” said Mr. Lamson, as he deposited his big silver watch, his leather wallet scarf pin in his left boot and drop- ped his stockings in on top of them —*I don't believe the most experi- enced burglar in Sing Sing could get into the house to-night, and this is an unnecessary precaution; but I'll take it.” Thus fortified, he soon fell asleep and snored sweetly for many hours. Indeed, daylight fell through the crescent-shaped aperatures in the shutters when he opened his eyes and was aware that he was alone in his room. The bedroom door was wide open. It was singular of Mrs. Lamron to leave 1t so, he afterwards remember- ed thinking. He dressed himself and went out into the kitchen. All was silent there; no fire was yet good-night and his cameo kindled, and the door was wide! open. “I suppose Hannah has gone out to look for eggs,” he said to himself; but a queer sort of chill ran through him and he felt actually frightened. Angry at himself for being 80, he hurried out cf doors, calling: “Hannah!” There was no answer. All was silent. “Hannah!” he shouted, as he looked about him, and tried the doors of the barn ard stable. The echo from the distant hill an- swered “An-ebr,” but there was no other response. Soon Maggie appeared at the kitchen door, and grandma and Lucy at their windows. The children ran down barefooted but no one had seen Mrs. Lamson. In fact, to ther consternation and brief, they soon discovered that this time the mysterious robber had pur- loined a yet more valuable possession of the house than any he had before lain hands on, namely, the mistress. | Like the family Bible, Lucy's watch, ithe silver spoons, the tea pot, and |the portrait of Washington, to say ion, Mr. ad the cur- Ss“ rone. s grief that it was libers began | to the Scrogg | valuable adviser, “the spirits gave | | not until later in the day, when look- | ing for some money that was neces- | sary, that Mr. Lamson discovered | that the silver watch, the wallet and | the cameo pin he hed put into his | left boot for safe keeping, were gone |also. He had been running about j all day in a pair of old shoes, hastily | assumed that morning; but when he put his boots on for the journey, he made the discovery of this minor | loss. Lamson stayed at home, rocking the youngest child upon her knee and Weeping. The crowd reached the ice-house. Its doors stood ajar; the little lad- der had been thrown from the trap in the floor, but Mr. Lamson, lying down on the ground, thrust his head down and cried: “There is someone kere?” voice answered: “Yes, Peter, it’s me—Hannah.” “Jehosaphat! are you alive?” cried the poor man. The answer was: | Take what I give you.” “It's a spirit,” said the spiritualis tie neighbor, sagely nodding, “and this is a communication.” Meanwhile from the depth below, |and unseen hand presented these | articles: , Lucy Kemp's watch and chain, a Relatives | Silk patchwork cushion, a silver tea- arrived in different stages of conster- | pot, two jars of current jelly, a por- And a “T see it all now,” he said. “They | got in here and took the things, and Hannah has caught them at it, and they've killed her. All we'll find of your poor ma, children, will be her dead body.” “Catch hold. He threw himself into a chair as ; he spoke, and put his arm upon the } table, and hiding his face in them he sobbed bitterly. | ble moment. It was a terri The news had spread. nation. Every one was shocked, trait of Washington,two tablespoons but it was a great opportunity for | and a leather wallet, a silver watch conve ion, and the village was a | and a cameo brooch. dull place. All the neighbors were | “Now you can help me up,” said shocked, too. They stood at their | the voice below, “for I'm black and doors and gates and talked about it j almost frozen.” with gusto. One very old bachelor | uncle, who had always stuttered, | jarrived amongst the crowd, who | took tea and ate anything that was | offered in the Lamson dining room. | He was usually taciturn, but on this | oceasion he, too, desired to talk. He kept button holing people, and _be- | ginning: “Ha-Ha-Hanner allers used to-to-to—’ Then the individual got himself away by foree. There was too much talking to be done to ‘listen to him. It was about + o'clock in the after- | noon when the spiritualistic neigh- | bor arrived. “He felt it his duty to inform them of something,” he said, ‘and he believed that it would prove of Mr. Lamson jumped into the hole and soon helped up the replaced ladder Mrs. Lamson, wrapped in his best coat and wearing his best hat, the last of the list of valuables that had so mysteriously disappexred. To her rushed the stuttering rela-| tive, determined to be heard at last: “Ha-ha-Hanner allurs used to—to —to walk in her sleep,” he blurted out. “Ive been trying to tell that all day!” “Yes,” said Mrs. Lamson, “when Iwas a girl I used to do it, and I must have taken to it again, and hid |the things here, and gone home without waking. But this time the ladder slipped, and down I fell. I thought I was dead, and had been ‘em value.” buried alive, until day came, and All listened; Mr. Lamson pro- the light shone in, andI saw these foundly. things piled up in a corner, and the ladder was broken, and I couldn't getup. I've scramed until I'm hoarse; and I should be dead if it wasn’t for Peter's coat and hat: and I'm ashamed of myseli, especially the way I look; and perhaps you'd better go and send the wagon for me, Peter.” But Peter picked his wife up, and carried her home in his arms, glad he was to get her again. “After all, I believe it was the spirits,” said the spiritualistic neigh- bor, left behind with the stuttering relative. “You see they hid the things there, and put her into a trance to find them.” But the relative only shook his head, and repeated: “Ha-ha-Hanner allers walked in her slee-ee-sleep when she was a gal. Ive been trying to tell-tell- tell “em so all day.” “Last night,” he went on, “I was lying on my bed about 12 o'clock, I should say, for the moon had riz, when I was impressed to look out of | the window. The way the spirits took to make me look was a kind of acreakin’ noise. The moon was shinin’ and as I stuck my head un- der the sash I seen a spirit peram- bulatin’ down the road. ‘Twas a spirit plain as possible; not folks. for ‘twas in its shroud, with a cap on. Now I've been taking lessons to become a seein’ mejum for weeks. A dollar an hour. That's Madame Jimjam’s charges. So I felt the pow- er had come, and puttin’ on my overcoat and slippers, I jest stepped out of the window and followed. The spirit glided on harmonious- ly, and the conditions were good, and I seemed tu be led by angil hands until I came to the givup ice- house on to your old place, whar | you used to live before you moved | here. | A Wondertul Cure. Louisville, Ky., December 24, ’86. I hereby certify that three bottles of Hunnicutt, Rheumatic Cure cur- ed my wife perfectly well in four} weeks time, after being confined to the house for six months with a se- vere attack of muscular rheumatism | It is certainly a most wonderful cure. Z. T. Underwood, City Ticket Agent J. M. & 1 R. R., iS. W. Cor. Third Main streets. There it stopped and turned | around and looked at me, and I saw i Mrs. Lamson’s face. I kinder started, and she gave a screech and vanished into the ground. I bleeve you'll find her body in that ice-house, Neighbor | For sale by druggists, $1 per bet- Lamson.” |tle. Hunnicutt Medicine Co. At- “Ha-Ha-Hanner allers used to-to— | lanta, Ga. i 10 4t to-to,” began the stuttering rela-| 4 seine paige bes sicleeetle tive, laying hands on Mr. Lamson’s |<, soi pe i se : | in St. Louis, Milwaukee, Sedalia and arm; but he shook him off, and rush- | other paces and the government can ed down the road. The whole pro-/| ¢.4 wayto: relieve ii st present cession followed; relatives, neigh-! This is the first of a series of fam- bors and a cute detective who sus-| i... we fear, under a republican ad pacted Mr. Lamson of murdering | teen Fe a his wife; everybody, in fact. : | A cloud of dust followed them and ress rece | along the read, watered bythe tears for their products.— of poer little Billy. Only Grandma } Leader.—Ex. 2 rood 2 good £ ra jor robust health, to have e¢ remedy at -| never handled remedies that sell as well, ASTIN ISSSOTE SNS Mr. Cleveland as a Humorist. New York, February 15—At a medical college dinner here to night ex-President Cleveland, after refer- ring to the many jokes at the ex- pense of the legal and medical pro- fessions, said he had observed that when the jokers were sick or mesh- ed by the law, they grew very seri- ous. He added: “When. however, the patient recovers or the client has succeeded in his suit, the old hardihood and impenitence return. The patient insists that his strong constitution carried him through, and the client declares that he al_ ways knew there was nothing in the case of his adversary. The defeated client, however, is left in a vigorous and active condition, not only in the complete enjoyment of his ancient privilege of swearing at the court, but also with full capacity to. swear at his lawyer. The defeated patient on the contrary, is very quiet indeed bat could swear at his doctor if he had left his profanity in a phono- graph, to be ground out by his ex- ecutor. (Laughter.) Mrs. Mackay Has Rival. London, Feb. 18.—Americans here are much amused because Charles Sanford, the New York banker whose daughter is going to marry Herbert. Ward of the Stanley expedition, does not consider the duke of Leinster's mansion in Carolton House Terrace luxurious enough for him. He is spending half a million dollars im_ proving for the next London season One order placed with a swell firm of upholsterers and decorators ex- ceeds $300,000. He has spent $10,- 000 on the staircase. Sanford bought this house of the duke of Leiuster last spring, and intends to live in it this season and give recep- tions to rival Mrs. Mackay’s in splen- dor. Consumption is on the Increase. From recent statistics it appears that consumption is on the increase through- out the western states. The principal cause, it is stated, is due to neglect of common Coughs and Colds. It is the duty of all persons whether ot delicate ha nd at all times in readiness, anda h crcold may be brokenup betore t becomes seated. BALLARNS HORE- HOUND SYRUP will cure any cough except in the last stages of consumption, A stitch mm time saves nine, Always keepitin the house. Pyle NX Crumley agent. ro) € i At Any Cost. New Orleans, Feb. 17.—The Lou- isiana Lottery company is making a desperate effort to retain its corpor- ate life. It has failed to secure a charter from North Dakota and its next move will be an enormous bribe to the Louisana Legislature for 2 renewal of its present charter, which will expire two years hence. Its proposition will be to pay the entire state debt, amounting to from $10,000,000 to $12,000,000. The lottery is earning $250,000 a month or $3,700,000 per annum net. Many prominent Louisianians fear that the bribe may be accepted. AScrap of PaperSaves Her Life It was just an ordinary scrap of wrap- ping paper, but it saved her lite. She was in the last stages ot consumption, told by phvsicians that she was incura- ble and could live ouly a short time; she weighed less than seventy pounds. On a scrap of paper she read ot Dr. King’s New Discovery, and got a sample bottle; it helped her, she bonghl a large bottle, it helped more, bought another and grew better tast, sontinued its use and is now strong, healthy, resy, plump, weighing 140 pounds. For fuller partic- ulars send stamp to W. H{. Cole, arug- gist, Ft.Smith. Trial Bottles of this wonderful Discovery free at all drug-- gists. = The Spooks in Jail. Chicago, Feb. 18.—Three report- ers and a detective last night attend- ed a dark cabinent, “seance.” When the proper time arrived one of them seized the embodied spirit and an- other struck a light. The result was screams and a sensation. Then a patrol wagon drove up to the door of the kouse and Mrs. Car- rie M. Sawyer and Miss Kittie San- ders, who impersonated spirits, and Frank Burk, the manager, were bun- dled in and carried off to a police station charged with obtaining money by false pretenses. Merit Wins. We desire to say to our citizens, that tor years we have been selling Dr. King’s New Discovery for Consumption, Dr. King’s New Lite Pills, Bucklen’s Armica Salve and Electric Bitters, and have jor that have given such universal satis- i We don