The Butler Weekly Times Newspaper, April 2, 1890, Page 7

Time Table.| THE FINE L. &S DIVISION. {RAINS RUNNING NORTH. bs . pcr gt Premium Stallion , passenger 31, local 5:00 , passenger 9:40 st. L. & E. DIVISION. ij 443 mixed, leaves 6:45 a.m. ie 344 “arrives 3:25 p. E. K. CARNES, Agent 12:30 p.m. “ MAMBRINO CHIEF Jr, willstand at my barn one mile from Butler court house, Bates county, Mo.,on the Rich Hill road, at the low price of $20 for colt.to stand and suck, payable when colt comes or when mare changes own- ership or about to be removed trom the county, or being bred to another horse. Ia such cases the service fee will be due and must be paid. Mambrino Chiet Jr.took first premium at Nevada fair last September,in roadster ring,and also first in general purpose ring, and second in ring forthe best stallion of any breed, twelve or fifteen competing in each ring. Care will be taken to prevent ac- cident, will not be responsible should any occur. Breeders are invited to see the stock before breeding elsewhere. m. f ; BATES COUNTY HWational Bank, (Organized in 1871.) OF BUTLER, MC. R, R. DEACON, THE ONLV EXCLUSIVE HARDWARE AND IMPLEMENT HOUSE IN BUTLER. fellow-clerk of Fred’s. None of the Norris family. And after the wed- ding they were to go upon a little trip. Phemie’s trunks had been sent to Fred's mother’s little house. The bride was not as happy asshe might have been under other circumstances but at home no one ever loved or considered her since her mother’s death; and Fred loved her, and she loved him. Her only trouble was that she must leave her uncle Bill. “That is hard,” the old man said, “very hard, Phemie.” And then Fred held out his hand. “Uncie Bill,” he said, ‘we shall live in a very plain way, but if you will live with us, we will do our best to make you happy, and shall Season closes July roth. WESLEY WARNOCK Agent for C. S, Concklin. DESCRIPTION AND PEDIGREE. Mambrino Chief Jr., dark bay, black points, 1614 hands hight, weight 1,300 pounds, fine style and action, good back with heavy quarters,teet and legs as good as any horse in the county,can show bet- ter than a three minute gait, fine quiet disposition, any one can drive him. Sired by Abbott, 1st dam by McDonald’s Mambrino Chief, site ot the dams ot Alice West 2:26,Stranger 2:28 and grand- sire of Veritas 2:20,2d dam by Mark An- thony thoroughbred, 3rd dam by Old apialpaid in, - - $75.00. karplus = eo $ >1.000 President. Vice-Pres. Cashier DENTIST, Forester, ath dam by Imported Bedford, McDonald’s Mambrino Chief by BUTLER, - MISSOURI. }Old Mambrinu Chief No. 11, Ist dam Big Nora by Bay Messenger sire of Jim Porter 2:28!3, 2nd dam Mrs. Caudle, dam ot Ericson2.20'3, Bay Messenger by Harpinus, son of Bishop Hambletonian, dam a Messenger mare, Office, Southwest Corner Square, over JAaron Hart's Store. 3 Lawyers. Abbott by Caliban 394 sire of CF Clay N 2:18, Cyclone 2:23'3, Cooster 2:26; 1st dam, Country Maid by Country Gentle- ri J. H. NORTO - man, son of Rysdicks Hambletonian 10, 2nd dam Belle by Belle Morgan 61, Cal- \ Attorney at-Law. iban 394 by Mambrino Pilot 29, sire ot ») (fice, North Side square, over F. Barnhardt’s! Hannis 2:17 and 6 others in the 2:30 list. 1st dam Cassia by Cassius M Clay Jr. 22, sire ot Durango 2:2334,Mary Clay Mambrin} Pilot 29 by Mambrino Chiet 11, 1st dam Juliett by Pilot Jr. 29, sire John Morgan 2:24, Tackey 2:26, Tatler 2:26 and 6 others in 2-30 list, and grand- sire ot Maud S 230834, j I C 2-10, Nute wood 2:13; znd dam by Webster tno- roughbredson of Medoc by American Eclipse. WwW. W. Agent. Jewelry Store.@ W.o. JACKSON, ATTORNEY AT LAW, \Butler, Mo. Office, South Side Square, wer Badgley Bros., Store. LpEN H. SMITH, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Butler, Mo.§} Will practice in all the courts. Special at- tention given to collections and litigated laims. TIMOTHY. TIMOTHY, bay stallion, black points, Will make the season at my barn one mile trom the court house in Butler, Mo., on Rich Hill road, at the low price of $15 tor a colt to stand and suck, paya- ble when colt comes or when tare Catvin F. Boxtey, Prosecuting Attorney. CALVIN F. BOXLEY, P changes ownership or about to be remov- ATTORNEYS AT LAW. ed trom thecounty, when service tees E will be due and must be paid. Care will ) Butler, Mo. be taken to prevent accident, but will Will practice in all the courts. not be responsible should any occur. Season closes July 10, 1890. Breeders are requested to see this stock betore breeding elsewhere. WESLEY WARNOCK, Agent tor C. S. Concklin. ARKINSON & GRAVES, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. Office West Side Square, over Lans- down’s Drug Store. DESCIRPTION AND PEDIGREE. Timothy, bay stallion, black points, 1614 hands high, fine style and action, good bone and muscle, a fine trotter, hasto be seen to be appreciated, has proved to be remarkably sure, his colts last year are large and fine with good trotting action. Sired by Alamo Jr., Ist dam Nelly by Zachary Taylor, who took tst premium at Cincinnati,O-. both as asaddle sta.lion and as best roadster, showing a 2:40 gait in both rings. 2nd dan, Old Nelly by Tum Crowder, sire of the dams of John W Conly 224, Beivia Lockwood 2:25,Cooley 2:20, Frank 726, Modesty 2:2614, Tom Crowder by old paciug and trotting Pilot, sire of Pilot Jr., grandsire ot Maud S 2:083%,J I C 2:10, Nutwood 2:18,Alamo Jr.,by Alamo AGE & 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, Orricze—East Side Square, over Max Weiner’s, 1g-ly ButTLer, Mo. at his fine place on the Hudson would be sure while, aun old about the place dressed all summer in a white shirt ard linen vest and trousers and a fisherman's hat, and all winter ina woolen dressing gown. He was a meek, tall, bald old man, and people at first took him for a superanuated old servant; but, final- ly, his nice linen, his neat hands, and a certain well-bred tone of voice, if, by chance, they heard him speak, made them ask: OLD UNCLE BILL. i i BY MARY KYLE DALLAS. Any one who visited Mr. Norris after a who wandered io notice, man | “Who is that man?” If they inquired of Miss Belle, the | eldest unmarried she | would answer: i daughter, “An old connection of pocr mam- | ma’s. I can't see why pa has hin | here—horrid thing. \ If they asked Mr. Norris's maiden | sister, she would reply: | | “One of the blessings my late sis | ter-in-law brought with her into the ' family. A miserable ne’er-do-weel | of a relation.” | If the question was propounded | to pompous Mr. Norris, as he sat in his arm-chair on his piazza, or drove } about his property in one of his} handsome vehicles, he swer: “Well, that’s a sort of relation of | my wife's, The black sheep of the flock, you know. | Always is one in every family. For, her seke—she was a very benevolent woman—we let him stay about. He prefers eating by himself. He's very stupid, very; but she wanted him | here, andshe had her way, poor| soul. I grudged hernothing. Yes, thit’s poor Bill. But if it was Miss Phemie of whom the question was asked, she always answered: “Why that’s Uncle Bill. He's a little eccentric, but the dearest old would an- a ne’er-do-weel. Sr. 2.34 by Almont 33, son ot Abdalla 15, son of Hambletontan 10, dam ot Alamo Jr., by Prirze Albert, son of Imported Fyde; 1st dam py Imported Margrave, 2nd dam Mary Seldon by Sussex, 2nd dam Exchange by Richmond, see stud books vol. 1st, page 95, Alamo Sr., by Alment 33, 1st dam by Brown’s Bel- tounder son of Imported Belfounder. WwW. W, = Agent. AT COST AT COST My entire stock of DR. J. M, CHRISTY, HOMOEOPATHIC PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON, Office, front room over P. O. All calls answered at office day or night. Specialattention given to female dis- tases. 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 ‘on Hart’s Store. Residence on Ha- Yannah street norrh ot Pine. Missouri Pacific R’y. 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She it was who went up to his little room with his meals, and sat with him while he ate them; who saw that he had the newspaper and his pipe; who had fixed that lit- tle, out-of-the-way place with a pret- ty carpet, book shelves, a student’s lamp, lots of pretty ornaments in worsted and painted silk; who never received her montkly allowance with- out buying something for him. His pretty, snow-white shirts were her gift, and she saw that they were “done up” properly. The flannel dressing gown he wore in winter was of her contrivance. In fact, ap in that dormer-roofed room there were hours that were more home- lke than any spent in the great par- lors, or the big dining-room, where Miss Belle was only affectionate to “pa” when she wanted him to give her more money to spend; and Miss Norris, made bitter speeches in the pauses of the needle-work in which she was perpetually engaged. Some- times directed at her brother, some- times at Belle, sometimes at Phemie, but all worded so circumspectly and ;you'd be a victim to liver complaint, and that would make you ill-natured and you'd scold me, and say naughty words. Now you haven't any money or stocks to worry about, like poor pa; and you're not irritable, and I like to be with you. too. old man would say. member the day that you came to/| the hospital with her?” twelve years old and mamma was | erying over the telegran. ‘My broth- er, Phemie,’ she said. he may die, and so poor that he’s in the hospital.” | we brought you home, and ma nurs- They all do, you know. You're like mamma You have her eyes.” “You are sister Susan's image,” | “Do you re- “Yes,” said Phemie- “I was just | ‘So sick that | Then we came and I saw you in bed, and after a while | ed you well again.” \ “And died herself, just as I got! about,” said Uncle Bill, ‘And your father and the rest did not like a shabby old man around the house. Well, I was lucky to get a homeTI suppose, and luckier still to find | such disinterested love as yours. You're like Susan. She was the dearest girl that ever lived. Yes, you're like Susan.” But they did not alfvays talk thus. They were very busy often. over books; over Phemie’s embroidery, for which he designed patterns; teaching her little dog a thousand | tricks; feeding the blind kittens Phe- ‘mie saved from drowning; making a little well, from which the canary drew buckets of water. And Phe- mie and the old man would wander off to the river side, where he would fish, seldom catching anything, and she would read or knit. None of the family knew of these intimacies. Belle, older than Phe- mieby six years, preferred that she should consider herself a child until Miss Norris was married. And Aunt Marcia detested her for her resem- blance to the sister-in-law who “had never been congenial.” No one in the house knew, but some one not of the household did, and shared at times in them. | | | Sometimes, when the old man’s rod dangled over the water. a younger angler would take his place near him—a handsome young fellow with black hair and the brightest eyes in the world; and then the hours went by like hours ina dream, and Phemie felt happy as she had felt when a child by her mother’s side. And Uncle Bill laughed and told fishermen’s stories. As for the young man, silent or talkative, he was always charming. So thought Phemie. She was seventeen; she had never had a lover. She was well read in romantic lore. What hap- pened was only to be expected. In a little while two lovers sat beside Old Uncle Bill on the banks of the pretty stream, and walked together as far as the little gate in the hedge that nobody else used, and did not hide from the old man that they parted with a kiss. Fred Howard was not a fashiona- ble man, only the son of a poor wid- ow who had made a book-keeper of her boy. What holidays he had, he spent at home. This was his mid- | summer vacation; he was bright and good and handsome, but Mr. Norris clothed in such a guise of piety that no one dared resent them. Bill,” Phemie would say, as she poured out the old man’s coffee. “And what a comfort you are, Phemie.” old Unele Bill would say. “If Iwasa rich uncle, just home | frem Indio, like those in plays and ‘novels, you couldn't make more of ij me “I shouldn't make so much, un- cle,” Phemie would answer, “for “What a comfort you are, Uncle | surely would have other views for | his youngest daughter. And so, one day, as the two, hav- \ing met accidentally on the road, were talking together, with an ex- | pression on either face, that made ‘an old country lady, who drove past, lremark to her husband: ‘Hiram, | take my word for it, them’s beaus,” Mr. Norris marched up behind the pair, and appeared like a very florid | ghost between them, with au: “I was not aware, Mr. Howard, that you had ever been introduced to my daughter.” swered: “But I have sir—by my friend, her uncle.” ing his voice a little. know my brother, Mr. Whipple Nor- ris, in the city? He isa relative I am proud of—worth half a million if he is a cent.” | ple Norris,” replied the young man ; Unele Bill's last name.” be happy ourselves.” “Will you be so, boy?” cried Un- ele Bill. “A poor old man like me —eh! really?” “Really!” with joy. “Really and truly, Heaven knows.” And Fred grasped his hand and shook it. “You brought us togeth- er, Uncle Bill,” he said. “It’s lucky,” answered Uncle Bul, “for brother in law Norris hag turn- ee me out of his house for aiding and abetting you—told me that I might be town poor if I liked. I didn’t, but I jutt said. ‘very well, Tl ge.” “Til get get your things and take them to mother’s,” said Fred. “You will be company for her while we're gone; after that, one home for us all.” Then the old man looked at them with a smile; looked at Mrs. Howard with another, and laughed his sweet good natured laugh. “You're two good, honest, gener- ous children,” hesaid. ‘And you're Fred's mother, ma,am. But Ive an explanation to make. Five years ago, my sister Susan heard that I was sick, and at a hospital, and took me to her house. She uursed me back to tolerable health, and she Then, sweet She thought that beimg in a hospital meant poverty. I was paying fifty dollars a week his double-eyed glass, and spoke there. Ihave a fortune that even sternly: Mr. Norris would respect, but see- “I have one daughter who is a|ing what he was, I took a fancy that credit to me. Lord MeTab paid|Id find out what his children were. great attention to her last winter.|I bave. Ive lived about the place He has written to ask my consent to|as poor old Uncle Bill, a poor rela- their nuptials, which I shall,give,|tion. I wasn’t wanted, even at the and he will return in the fall to be|table. I was despised by all but married to her. An English noble-]Phemie. She, dear little soul, has man would hardly like a brother in-| been a daughter to me. I told sister law who makes, perhaps, twenty Susan the truth on her death bed, dollars a week. My eldest daughter, | and promised to do my best by the Mrs. Timpkins Trotter, has married | sweet girl; and my money has been a gentleman who is esteemed the| growing under good care for fi¥e wealthiest man in Mineville. My | years. Why, had I been the beggar son is with my brother in New York | they thought me, I'd have gone to —aman I am proud of. Now I|analmshouse rather than eat Norris's shall never make a fuss about Phe-| bread all these years. As it was, I mie. I only tell you this: If she|enjoyed the joke. To think how he marries you, I disown her. You would have respected me if he had can take her if she chooses. I shall| known the truth. How he scorned never give her a penny. She may|me for being poor, when I was have her clothes and trinkets. and| wealthy man; but let all that pass; go. Ifshe obey me, she shall be,|we are happy together and what married or single, well provided for. |need we care?” She is plain and unprepossessing;! There was great excitement in but I know a young clergyman who|the Norris mansion when the news will attain eminence, who only needs|reached its inhabitants, and Mr. my permission to propose. She| Norris sent a formal forgiveness to might do yery well with a proper | his daughter. portion for him. She has a thick] She was a good girland felt glad waist, a large mouth, and ordinary | that this was so, but she only began features,” continued Mr. Norris, |to know what real happiness was in turning his eye-glass on his daught | the home where she 1;ad those who er; “but'a clergyman should not] truly loved her lived con‘entedly for look for beauty.” many long and pleasant years: “She is the prettiest girl I know, and if I may earn her bread and but- ter, I can do it,” said Fred Howard. “You give her to me, sir?” “No,” replied Mr. Norris. “She may giveherself to you if she chooses to be a beggar.” Then he walked away. As Phemie and Fred stood icok- ing at each other. old Uncle Bill's head arose above the shrubbery. “I give my permission,” he said, with more than usual dignity; “and I am her mother’s brother. I think you will make her happy, young Fred Howard.” The maiden aunt and the sister, who was to be§the bride of an En- glish nobleman, led Phemie a sad life of it for a while; but one morn- ing she walked out of her old home in her simple, church going costume, | , and was married in the little chapel | / at St. John. Old Uncle Bill, in his |‘ old-fashioned broadcloth suit, ay with them and gave the bride away. | Mrs. Howard was there, and a} e ; school friend of Phemuie’s, and a 149 Power The young man blushed, but an- cried Phemie, dancing “Oh!” replied Mr. Norris, lower- “Then you “I have often heard of Mr. Whip frankly; “but have never met him. I owe my introduction to Miss Phe- mie Norris to her Uncle William—ah —ah.” The young man suddenly remembered that he did not know “Her Uncle William!” repeated Mr. Norris. “Euphemia. does young Howard allude to your poor moth er’s unfortunate brother Bull?” Phemie bowed her head. “Young Howard!” repeated Mr. Norris. “That person has no author- ity to introduce my daughter. Con- sider yourself a stranger to her henceforth.” Phemie looked at Fred. looked at Phemie. “It is too late, sir,” the latter said. “T love your daughter, and have won her heart. She has promised to be my wife.” Mr. Norris stared at him, lifted his eyebrows, stared again through Fred was very good to me. angel, she died. Bucklen’s Arnica Salve, The Best Salve ine world for Cuts Bruises,Sores, Ulcers, SaltRheum Fever Sores, Tetter,Chapped Hands, Chiblains Corns, and all Skin Eruptions, and posi- tively cures Piles, or no pay required. It is guaranteed to give pertect satisfaction or money refunded. 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