The Yamhill County reporter. (McMinnville, Or.) 1886-1904, September 28, 1894, Image 4

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LOCAL DIRECTORY.
CHURCHES
’
BArrieT—Services Sunday 11 a. ni. and
7 30p. m ; Sunday school 9 50 a m.; the
young people's society 6:15p ui
Prayer
meeting 'Hiursday 7 30 p m.
Covenant
meeting first Sat each month 2:00 p. in.
M ithodist E piscopal —Services every
Sabbath 11 00 a. m and 7:30 p. m. Sunday ’
school 9:30 a in. Praver meeting 7 .00 p ,
tu. Thursday.
S E. M imi :¡ ger , Pastor.
C vmb . P resbyterian — Services every Sab­
bath 11:00 a m. and 7:30 p. ni. Sunday
school 9:30 a. ni. Y. P. C. E.. Sunday 6:30 '
p lu
Prayer meeting Thursday, 7 -30 p. m.
E E. T hompson , Pastor.
C hristian —Services every Sabbath 11 00
a tu and 7:30 p. in.
Sunday school 10
a. m. Young people’s meeting at 6:30 p. in.
H. A. D enton , Pastor.
S t . J ames C atholic —First st., between
O and H. Sunday school 2:30 p. m.
Ves­
pers 7 80. Services once a month.
W R H ooan , Pastor
SECRET ORDERS.
K nowles C hapter N o , 12, O. E S.—Meets a
Masonic hall the first and third Monday evening
In each month Visiting members cordially in­
vited.
MRS. O. O HODSON, Sec. >
MRS H L. HEATH. W. M.
C cstsr P ost N o . 9—Meets the second and fourth i
Saturday of each month in Union hall at 7:30 I
p m. on second Saturday and at 10:30 a m. on j
4th Saturday. All members of the order are
cordially invited to attend our meetings
B. F C lcbine , Commander.
J. A. P eckba H. Adjt.
W. C
T. U—Meets on every Fri­
day, in Wright's halt at 3 o'clock p tu.
L. T. L. at 3 p. m.
M rs . A. J. W hitmore , Pres.
C lara G. E sson , Sec’y.
had seen the notice of Uncle Si’s death. niture, of a beautiful 'antique type, be­ smooth slope, and the dark oak trees at have you thought now it is going to be
He could easily reach Bolton, as he con­ longed to rhe old sisters. Some of it the top burned with sullen splendor with us and those two poor, helpless
jectured. in time for the little, plain, bad come down from the great Governor against a climbing settlement of little aid women? We haven’t any right to
stay here now. ”
rustic funeral, when the eccentric, si­ Hingham, their ancestor, of colonial pointed cedars.
Bj AUGU8TA LARKED.
“No,” said he simply, examining his
The old Modley Cow and Crumple
lent old mah would be laid away in a fame, and was garnished with brasses
grass corner of the Bolton burying and claw feet and quaint carvings that Horn had come to the bars in search of beetle with a small pocket glass, “I
(Copyright, 1<®4, by American Press Associa­ i ground, where for many years a board would have filled the soul of an anti­ Elsie and were bawling now in the haven't thought.
Only I'd give a good
tion.)
sign had stood nailed to a post and bear­ quary with delight. The governor’s quiet air, lifting up their voices against deal to know what kind of a chap that
CHAPTER I.
ing the following legend: “This plot of portrait, in a full bottomed wig, with her long delay. A red calf, with a Arthur IIapgood is. If he'd let me take
One fine summer day in 1886 a young ground is reserved for Simon Hapgood shirt rutiles, hung against the chimney white star in the forehead, was rubbing the farm, I wouldn't care how hard 1
gtrauger arrived at the Littlefield Arms and his two wives, and no other corpse piece over the Hingham coat of arms against her mother’s baggy side and . worked to keep things together, ami
by the station omnibus. Hehappened to is to be laid here. ”
and was the pride and glory of the keep­ occasionally emitting a little plaint to then Aunt Prissy and Aunt Hetty could
be the only passenger by the noon train,
remind Elsie that she had forgotten to live right on here, and you would help
But Arthur Hapgood had no taste for ing room.
tud ho alighted briskly, with a handsome funerals, especially of the humbler sort,
A high post bed, with fringed dimity bring tho warm mash that was to serve me, Elsie, and nights we could study
slligator skin bag, a slim silk umbrella and it was not in his line to pay even fester, stood in the east and west cor­ for her supper. Elsie put her arm over together just as we have always done. ”
and a traveling rug. His portmanteau this external mark of respect to the ners of the room. In the daytime they tho bar and laid it round Crumble
“I’m afraid that’s a dream, ” mur-
had been taken down from the top of memory of a queer old fellow who had presented the appearance of two symmet­ Horn’s neck, while she told the cows . mured Elsie.
the omnibus, and in defiance of the bag­ not adorned society nor added glory to rical mounds of feathers covered with and tho calf Buttercup that Uncle Si
“Not if Arthur Hapgood is the right
gage smashers looked quite fresh and the family name, whose one admirable album quilts, pieced by the old ladies in was dead. Uncle Si had been fond of kind of a fellow. He wouldn't surely
new.
ar t had been the act of dying intestate their youth, and curtained below with his old cows and of all the animals on I turn those poor old women adrift. ”
The young man made haste to regis­ and leaving all he was possessed to his flowing white valances. The old wom­ the farm, and sho could but believe that
“Suppose he isn’t tho right kind
ter in the pretty little office, where the worthy nephew. Arthur therefore de­ en had each her own things, her own theso dumb creatures would grieve to Paul? I have a note from him saying
ilappox young clerk kept a glass of fresh termined to loiter about Littlefield un­ ways, her own corners and cubbies. know their friend had gone away never he will be here on Friday, but I can't
roses and honeysuckle on his desk. A til the funeral was well over, and then She never encroached on her sister’s to return.
I mako out anything from the handwrit-
good room was assigned to the strong r, without fuss or hurry to present himself domain. They even at times cooked
■ iug- ”
A
little
flock
of
sheep
was
feeding
at
and he went to it at once, asking that at tho farmhouse in Bolton. Now, Ar­ their own little messes on their own the top of tho green slope, and among
Paul looked up a little startled, as if
his luggage lie s'-nt np.
thur, as he strolled along under tho part of the kitchen fire, which they ate them a cosset lamb Elsie had brought new ideas were coming into his head.
Tho proprietor of the Arms. Ebon shade trees ftf Main street, took a letter each on her own side of the table. Miss
“Has it ever seemed strange to you. "
by hand, getting out of bed at 5 in
Hitchcock, sat tilted back against the from his inner coat pocket and looked Prissy had a blue teapot and Miss up
the morning to feed the hungry little Elsie went on, “that Uncle Si left no
wall insido the office railing, his spec­ j it over. It was written in a neat girlish Hetty a brown one, and there were sepa­ creature that looked to her for life be­ will? He wasn’t very fond of his broth­
tacles very low down on his bulbous hand, began with “My dear sir” and rate tea caddies, for Prissy abhorred cause its own mother had cast it off. er Job from all accounts, and they
nose, reading his morning paper. Now ended with “Yours respectfully, ” and Oolong, while Hetty doted on it. Aunt The lamb Topsey was now as fat and hadn’t seen each other for a great many
he looked up, caught the eye of Star­ was signed with the pretty name of Prissy kept a Maltese cat, while Hetty’s round as a butter ball, with a fine fleece, years. Job Hapgood died a rich man.
buck, the clerk, motioned with his head Elsie Ray. It was written merely to in­ I was yellow, and the tabbies always lay like fur, and beautiful black stockings so they say, and now his son Arthur is
in the direction the young man had gone form Mr. Arthur Hapgood that his Un- on their own corner of the rug and lap and shoes. She camo now and thrust heir to the farm, and the old house, and
and'said, “What name?”
I tie Simon, having had a third stroke of i ped milk out of separate saucers.
her moist black nose through the bars the animals, and everything we are fond
“Hapgood, sir. A. Hapgood, Dun­ palsy, was in a dying condition; that as
Uncle Si indulged the old women in to bo petted by her mistress, and all the of. It doesn't seem liko Undo Si to
barton. O. N. May mean Ohio, ami it no will had been found and as none I all their little whims and fancies, for, little flock raced down the hill after leave things so, and I’ve a notion it dis­
may mean Oregon. ”
was believed to be in existence it was as he always said, with a sly wink, Topsey and surrounded the young girl, tressed him at tho very last to think of
“Hapgood/’ repeated Mr. Hitchcock, i thought best to inform the nearest rela- I “there’s nothing like letting folks have creeping through the bars to come close those poor old women cast adrift.
pursing his lips and puckering his eye­ I fives of the facts detailed. Elsie Ray their own way if a body’s to live in and rub their nozzles against her apron They firmly believe they are to spend
lids. “Don’t know anybody of that had also added that Uncle Simon was peace and quietness. ” But, though the in the hope of getting a handful of salt the rest of their days in the front room,
name round thoso parts except old Simon entirely speechless and had been so for two old sisters were so sturdily individ­ She made a picture as she stood there, and I can’t mako them understand any­
Hapgood at Bolton, five miles away in some months, and the end could not be ual about trifles, there were singular with tho sheep and cattle around her, thing about Job Hapgood cr his son Ar­
the country, and they do say he’s oil his far distant
bonds of sympathy between them, as is tho wind in her hair and the evening thur. ”
last legs. Was paralyzed some months
“But look here, ” said Paul eagerly,
Arthur Hapgood already knew that apt to be the case with people who have light just touching the side of her
ago, and there ain’t anything alive Elsie Ray was Uncle Simon’s great-niece lived together all their lives. Aunt brown cheek.
"if that chap Arthur Hapgood is so
about him but his eyes. Hullo, ” said he by marriage, and he conjectured that Prissy and Aunt Hetty were a unit as
Paul Raynor had driven up to the rich, what will this old place matter to
as his eye again fell on the paper. she had played the part of the old man’s to the great dignity and distinction of barn
door. Elsie heard the grating of him, Elsie?”
’ 'Here’s a notice of old Hapgood’s death. housekeeper and nurse. Of course she the Hingham family, descended from wheels
"People never have so much but they
on the gravel, and stepping out
Died last Tuesday, it seems, and the had not a shadow of legal claim upon tho colonial governor whose faded por­ of the barnyard
she helped him to un­ want more, ” said Elsie, with a worldly
funeral takes place today.
him or the estate; but, though the little trait graced their chimney piece. They tackle tho old chaise and loosen the wisdom that startled Paul, "and have
1 “Tell you what, Starbuck,” he went note was penned in a stiff and formal were also one on the subject of Sister straps of the harness. Then she led old you thought, ” she went on, “that he
on, after chewing half a minute on a style, there was something in the neat Nancy’s condescension in marrying i Whitefoot into the stall and gave him may look upon us as strangers?”
toothpick ho held between his lips, “I handwriting and in the pretty, girlish plain Simon Hapgood, and on the honor I his portion of oats, while Paul dragged
“Strangers!” repeated Paul, kinking
do remember all about it now. Old Si ' name of Elsie Ray that excited his in­ they had done said Simon in allowing the chaise under cover. Elsie had the his thick eyebrows and frowning mo­
had a brother Job, who moved west a terest Little Elsie, he said to himself, him to feed and shelter them in their deftness of a boy in all such work, aud mentarily.
“Yes, and interlopers.”
number of years ago, and news came if she is nice looking and attractive and old age. They were one, too, in their her companion accepted her services as
back he had made money. I shouldn’t docile, we will see what can be done for bodily sensations, for when Prissy felt if long used to them. When the little
Paul began to whistle softly to him­
be a bit surprised if this was Job’s sou her.
shooting pains in her right arm Hetty chores were done, he opened the door of self as he prepared his beetle by killing
corno to look after the property, for they
Elsie Ray stood in the great farm­ was almost sure to feel them in her left, Uncle Si’s old shop, now turned into a it with a little acid. The idea that Ar­
do say the old man has put away a house kitchen at Bolton, the Hapgood and when one took to her bed from any kind of Noah’s ark by the boy’s passion
pretty pilo in bonds and good securities, homestead, as it was called, for several cause whatever the other was sure to! for natural history study. Some white
and the farm is worth something. He generations of Hapgoods had lived and follow in a few hours.
and gray pigeons roosted on tho beams
was a trading man years ago and a kind died in that place. It seemed to her now
Now they were both very low over overhead, and a big snapping turtle lay
of speculator in butter and cheese and that the great chimney stack, and the the death of Uncle Si, for in spite of torpid in an old horse trough. Two
farm produce and has always been more blackened beams overhead, and the pol­ these pretensions they were tender pairs of bright eyes peeped out of a rab­
of a hoarder than a spender. Uncle Si ished floor boards, and tho smooth hearth­ hearted, simple old creatures. Cataracts bit butch at the boy and girl, for they
was married twice, but he never had stone, where Uncle Si’s chair was drawn were coming over both of Prissy’s aged were little more in fact, though Paul
any children of his own. Two old wom­ up. must know that something had hap­ eyes, and she had injured herself with Raynor towered nearly 6 feet high and
en, sisters to his last wife, lived with pened— they looked so still and clean weeping. Poor old Hetty’s grief had in­ had the conntry lad’s strength and hard­
him, and Elsie Ray, great-niece to his and meditative, as if the old house were creased her deafness to an alarming ihood. Paul kept a pair of. gray squir­
first wife. There’s been talk he would remembering all tho births and deaths point Elsie had just put them to bed rels in a revolving cage and some land
leave all he was worth to this girl; but, and changes and losses and crosses and like two babies, tucking each one up crabs penned up in one corner with
now this western Hapgood has come sorrows that had taken place under its under her album quilt. They wore boards, besides a little tank with a num­
snooping round, we shall see. Old aged roof. Elsie had stopped tho great nightcaps, with broad 6tarched ruffles ber of fishes swimming about in it and
Simon was a close, snug man and odd clock in tho corner and pulled down the and muslin bows on top, and lying in a raccoon tied up by a rope. A rude
as Dick’s hatband, but he was pretty shades, and now she paused involuntari­ bed under the tester the bows stood cage overhead held a bobolink, and the
good to his wife’s kin, but when it came ly to hear the tap of Uncle Si’s thick up above the pillow like the ears of a skin of an immeuse henhawk was
to disposing of jiroperty he may have oak stick on the floor above. No; it white rabbit, and under them were the nailed to the shop door. This was Paul’s
thought of his own flesh and blood— would never sound again. There was withered up faces, now clouded with collection he had made from the neigh­
folks generally do.”
boring woods, streams and swamps, and
something stark and white lying under grief.
"The young fellow looks like a dude, ” tho sheet in Uncle Si’s chamber that
The house was quiet save for a death- it was Elsie’s delight to watch him at
said Starbuck, with his back turned, made her shiver slightly as she thought watch ticking away in the wall that his studies and experiments. Every
“a western dude. Yon wouldn’t think how she had laid it out with her own seemed to thrill every fiber of the wood­ moment of Paul’s leisure was spent in
ho had sprung from such homespun peo­ hands.
work. Elsie was half afraid to stay spying out the habits of animals, fishes,
ple ns the Bolton Hapgoods.”
Uncle Si Hapgood had lived out his there with that something overhead that birds and insects.
thur Hapgood might look upon Uncle
“No, yon wouldn’t,” retnrned Boni­ life in his own peculiar fashion. He was no longer Uncle Si. Sho opened
“Look here, Elsie,” said he now, Si’s best friends—those the old man had
face Hitchcock, “and it’s all conjecture was secretive and silent by nature, and the door and stepped out to the warm, pulling a small cardboard box out of his loved and trusted for years—as stran­
anyway, but I’ll bet you a leather six­ it was tlio wonder of the neighborhood breathing world and shut it softly be­ pocket, with perforations in tho cover, gers and interlopers was an idea his
pence I ain’t much out in my reckonin. that he should have “buried” two hind her. The light was low and made “I’ve bagged a new kind of beetle, and mind could not gasp.
Tall oaks from little acorns grow. This wives, and it is safe to say that his two a ruddy, golden glow over the fields. a rare fellow I think he is. He has nip­
Elsie had fallen into a muse again,
young fellow evidently feels his oats, spouses who were laid away in the The wind was in her hair and lifted the pers that would almost crack a nut. ”
and in the dim light he could see the
but you’ll see if lie’s too grand to take burying ground corner had never quite little tresses off her forehead and waved
“How could you?” said Elsie re­ anxious look in her dark eyes. “I
old Simon’s money.”
fathomed Uncle Si. But still he had the little locks about her neck. Elsie’s proachfully, “when you were making might go out to service, ” said she at
Mr. A. Hapgood of Dunbarton, O., a kind heart in his odd, undemonstra­ face was picturesque rather than beau­ arrangements for Uncle Si’s funeral. ” last, “for I know how to cook and to do
at that moment came into the office. tive composition and took more pains tiful. The upper teeth pushed out the
A flush of shame came over Paul’s nearly all kinds of housework, or 1
He appeared to be a very tall oak in­ to cover up his good deeds than others red lip ever so little, and the nose was handsome face. “Why, I didn’t think plight get a country school to keep. If
deed and walked and looked and spoke do to make theirs known. He had slightly retrousse. The forehead was it was any harm, Elsie,” he said, with I could earn enough to support poor old
as if conscious of his own importance. taken the orphan girl from the poor broad and low, and the brown eyes full the simple frankness native to him and Aunt Prissy and Aunt Hetty, I shouldn’t
He passed out onto the pleasant porch place in the town when the widowed of a loving, ardent light Her form was looking at her with his honest blue eyes mind how hard I worked.
paved with brick and with vines wreath­ mother had died and left her alone and light, elegant and agile, equal to much that reflected every thought of his soul
“Audlwould keep you!” cried Paul.
ing the pillars, and taking a cigar front had given her home and shelter and fatigue, made for endurance, but al­ “Nobody can miss poor old Uncle Si “Though I am only 18, I can do the work
its case stood there as if to be gazed at such schooling as was to be had in Bol­ most perfect in its graceful lines. She more than I do. I hadn’t a mite of of a full hand, and I could study nights,
and admirej. Eben Hitchcock, in his ton and not a little affection of a pecul­ was country bred and had the elastic claim on him more than common hu­ but,” and here he paused and hung his
loose alpaca coat, with his waistcoat iar kind, for Uncle Si was always half step that flies over the ground with a manity. Father was his old friend, to head, “perhaps we should have to live
open and watch chain dangling, tipped ashamed of the soft places in his nature, swish of the skirts and the motion of a be sure, aud after he died there in that apart, Elsie.”
Mr. Starbuck a wink and strolled out and nothing ever disturbed the shy, bash­ swallow skimming low. Her tint was house in the woods Uncle Si came with
“Yes,” said she, with the tears gath­
to the porch as if to note the time of ful man like acknowledgment of his brown from much exposure to sun, ami his horse and wagon and brought me ering in her eyes, “we should have to
day on the town clock that adorned the good deeds.
a slight glow came through the healthy home, and I am sure he never begrudged live apart, Paul. ” They clasped hands
trout of the old First church just across
Now Uncle Si was dead. He had tanned check, while the thick curly hair what I cost him in food and clothes. I like two children and stood there in the
the way. In a few moments he cauie breathed his last in her arms, keeping was ruffled on her head like the breast guess poor Uncle Si wouldn’t mind if gathering darkness with hearts too full
back looking rather chopfallen and dis­ hold of her warm little hand till he of a bird on a windy day. There was he knew I picked up a beetle the day for words.
gusted.
cast off the lifeline to enter upon the something birdlike, too, in the quiok after he died. He always said it was a
“Can’t make anything out of that fel­ great mystery. It was all very strange glance of her eye.
good thing for boys to study the habits
[ to be continued .]
low, ” he muttered to himself. “Puts and solemn to Elsie and not a little
Now Elsie skipped to the top of a lit­ of creatures that live in the fields and
on more airs than if he was president of grewsome to think of Uncle Si lying tle knoll and looked down the road to­ woods, for it keeps them out of mischief.
the United States. I guess if he is one stark on the bed where the palsy had ward the town to watch for Paul Ray­ He bought me all the books of natural Where Avarice Once Overreached Itself.
The Man With the Big Valise—How
of the Bolton Hapgoods he’s ashamed of nailed him 60 iong. The oak stick at nor, who had taken the old gray horse history I have, my fish book, a book of
far is it to the Northwestern railway
his folks. ”
and
chaise
to
summon
the
Littlefield
birds
and
one
on
hard
winged
insects.
the headboard he would never use again
station?
Meantime the young man had strolled to summon his faithful nurse. Uncle undertaker and was to advertise the fu­
“I guess, Elsie, I have reason to mourn
The Cabman (with an eye to a profit­
away down Main street, swinging his Si could not speak—his eyes only were neral at Bolton, a small hamlet half a for Uncle Si if any one has. Don’t I re­
stick and conscious that the eyes of Lit­ alive, but there was a pained and pa­ mile from the farm, (the road stretched member how I lived alone in that house able fare)—About two miles.
The Man With the Big Valise (con­
tlefield were upon him. He liked the thetic look in them in those last hours, away quite lonely and treeless, white in the woods with father when he
appearance of the town and had noted and it seemed to Elsie, who tried to in­ with dust and with a flock of yellow scarcely spoke to me a whole week to­ sulting watch)—Pshaw! Then I won’t
as he was driving through in the omni­ terpret every least sign the old man butterflies chasing up and down over gether? I was a little chap then, too be able to catch that train anyway.
bus the breadth of the shady streets and made, that he would have given worlds the wayside thistles. The smoke was young to understand, but I know now Guess I’ll ride over in a street car and
the dignified seclusion of the best old to tell her something that lay on his going up from Mrs. Dean’s chimney he was a broken spirited, discouraged catch the next train after.—Chicago
houses. It had occurred to him then heart and conscience. He pointed down tho road among the maple trees, | man. After mother died and he lost his Record.
that he might some day come to live in vaguely with his trembling hand, even and the fields of growing grass and property ho wanted to hide himself like
A New Employment.
the neighborhood. Why should he give while the gray death shadow was steal­ grain lay in an enchanted silence.
some wounded animal that creeps away
A boy who had visited the office of a
himself away to Ebeu Hitchcock, the ing over his face, to a corner of the
There were beehives on the little hill to die alone. I had no playmates, no
hotel proprietor? He certainly looked chamber, where, against the faded wall behind a row of straggling currant and human being to speak to. So I talked to certain irascible merchant a good many
as jf he belonged to one of the first fami­ paper, hung a framed copy of the Decla­ gooseberry bushes and backed by an the crows sitting in among the pines | times as a messenger and had heard
lies by right of descent, and he was con­ ration of Independence, much fly speck­ aged orchard of moss grown trees. Un­ on a stump, and I believed they knew j how the old man talked to offending
scious that his merits were quite equal ed, and above it a mourning piece in a cle Si had been fond of his bees, and what I said to them. It was at that clerks lost his place and at once applied
to his personal appearance. Were you to black frame put up for his first wife, Elsie was not afraid of their stings. The time I kind of invented a boy to bo my to him for a position.
“I’ve got nothing for you to do,”
ask how Mr. A. Hapgood of Dunbarton, Betsy Lee, and representing a tall wom­ old man had taught her to handle a friend and to go with me on tramps. I
O., had acquired such a large opinion an with corkscrew curls, with her hand­ swarm, and they would sometimes light called him Melchisedec, a name I pick­ was the ill natured response to the boy’s
of himself, I can only say it was proba­ kerchief to her eyes, bending over a on her hands from pure friendliness. ed out of father’s big Bible, and we had request, but it never phased him.
“I don’t want nothin to do,” he re­
bly born with him, for it is often no­ tombstone shaded by a painfully sym­ Now Elsie went close to the hives, and a dog that we owned between us called
ticed that one chick of a humble brood metrical weeping willow.
when the bees came buzzing about her Darkness. Mel was rather a sullen boy plied promptly.
“What are you coming to me for,
will strut and crow and plume himself
Elsie had laid out Uncle Si, assisted she whispered to them as her eyes filled most times, but he was a good hand tc
beyond all that was ever seen before in by Mrs. Mead, a capable neighbor, who with tears. “Uncle Si is dead.” She find birds’ nests and to hunt out moles then?”
“Oh, I jest want a place to set around
the farmyard, and the plain birdswill in had now gone home to prepare supper had brought a scrap of black ribbon in ; and field mice, and Darkness was good
time begin to look np to this magnifi­ for her children, but had promised to her pocket, and she tied it to the little j for woodchucks and hedgehogs aud all in yer office, so’s you kin cuss me when­
cent one and to admire him as the great coiua back and watch with Paul Raynor shed under which the hives were rang- ! such things. Mel and Darkness were ever you git mad and there’s nobody else
member of the family.
ihat night over the dead. The twft old ed. She felt the bees ought to know just nothing at all but inventions of handy. I’m kinder used to that sort
Thus it happened with the Dunbar­ women whom Elsie called Aunt Prissy what had happened to their best friend, mine, but sometimes now I see that sul­ of thing. My pa ain’t no Sunday school
ton Hapgoods. Arthur had told his and Aunt Hetty, though they were in and had they known they, too, would len, low spirited Mel dogging my heels scholar himself.”—Detroit Free Press.
father before he was 18 that he stood on no way related to her, being the sisters have hung out a little flag of mourning. and hear Darkness pattering along close
The silk with which spiders weave
a higher social plane than his parents, M the last Mrs. Simon Hapgood, whose The littered farmyard was near, with its j behind me, giving a short, quick bark
and now tho old man was dead, and mafden name was Nancy Hingham, oc old gray barns and sheds strewn with at sight of a, squirrel on the wall, but their welis is a thick, glutinous, trans- i
Uncle Si was lying in his coffin, and ho copied the great front room, formerly decayed wagons and farm implements. 1 when I came here I hadn't any need for parent liquid, like a solution of gum
arabic. It hardens quickly when drawn
found himself tho head of the house, the keeping room of the farmhouse A little lane led from a pair of bars up 1 eitlier of them, for I found you. ”
with the ambition strong within him to which Uncle Si, many years before, to the steep pasture land on the hillside,
Elsio had perched herself on Uncle into threads and exposed to the air.
raise the name of Hapgood to a noble had given up to their use. It was spot­ fringed with elder bushes, pride of the Si’s work bench and was looking fixed­
James McCloud of South Dakota has
position in the social scale. He had pur­ lessly clean, and the sun came in pleas­ meadow, and wild dog roses. The even­ ly before her, her pretty round chin rest­
chased a newspaper on the train and antly at four large windows. The fur­ ing light lay like warm gold on tho ing in the hollow of her hand. "But raised a horse which has eight perfect
hoofs, two on each leg.
NEW GOODS!
DECEIVED.
• • • •
Bought at Bed=rock prices.
Come uuhile Stock is pull and Fresh and make
Your Selections.
To be sold at Figures to suit the times.
Prices of Clothing are now bed-rock. They are liable to go upward instead of
downward. In our Merchant Tailoring Department we employ the best
workmen that can be had. A fine assortment of new suitings to select from.
• • • •
’
HIRTY year«' observation of Caatoria with tho patronage of
million, of persons, permit ns tv speak of it withont_gne.»ing.
It i. uni iquoHXionahly the best remedy for Infant» and Children
It
It is harmless. Children like
the world has ever known.
givos them health
It will save their IivM.
!■ it Mothers have
something which i._ah.olntely_»af\and_practi£allxj»eriect_2»_a
child’s medicine.
Castoria defttrQy* Worms.
Castoria allays Fcverishnesi.
Castoria prevent» vomiting Sour Card.
Castoria cures Diarrbœa and Wind Colic.
Castoria relieves Teething Troubles.
Castoria cures Constipation and Flatulency.
Castoria neutralizes the effects of carbonic acid gas ov_pni*ononw air.
Castoria does not contain morphine, opnni. or other narcotic property.
Ca«toria_asRimilates tho food, regulate» the »tom&ch_and_bowgl»y
giving healthy and natural sleep.
Castoria is put up in one-size bottles only
not »old in bulk.
It
Don't allow any cue to sell you anything else on the plea or promise
that it is “just as good” and “ will answer every purpose.
See that you get C-A-S-T-O-R-I*A.
is on every
The fac^simile
signature of
wrapper.
Children Cry for Pitcher’s Castoria.
NOTICE TO CKEOITOHS.
ROBERT E. LEE’S CHARGER.
Description of the Famous Animal Written
by the General.
'OriCE is hereby Niven that the uiiderdgned
has been appointed by the county court of
N Yamhill
county, statu of Oregon, administratrix
of the estate of Peter P. Gates, late of said ebunty,
Few people in this broad land do not deceased, and that she has duly qualified as such
'listnitrix.
know that tho late General Robert E. admi
Therefore, all persons having claims against
Lee’s warhorse Traveler gained almost said estate are hereby notified and required to
them, with the proper vouchers therefor,
as much fame as did the celebrated Con­ present
to me at my residence at Lafayette, in said
federate commander himself. After the county and state, within six months from thedate
notice,
war an artist wrote to General Lee ask­ ofthi»
Dat ?d. September 7th. ISiM.
ing for a description of Traveler, which R amsey <t K i nton .
ELLA J. GATES.
Art’ys. for said Estate.
Administratrix.
General Leo wrote for him. This is
what the general wrote about his favor­
ite horse: “If I was an artist like yon,
I would draw a true picture of Traveler, i
representing his fine proportions, mus­
cular figure, deep chest, short back, |
strong haunches, flat legs, small head, .
broad forehead, delicate ears, quick eyes,
small feet and black mane and tail.
Such a picture would inspire a poet,
whose genius could then depict his
worth and describe his endurance of toil,
hunger, thirst, heat and cold, the dan­
gers and sufferings through which he
has passed. Ho could dilate upon his
sagacity and affection and his invari­
for
able response to any wish of his rider.
Burns,
He might even imagine his thoughts l
through the long night marches and j
days of battle through which he has j Caked & Inflamed Udders.
passed. But I am no artist and can I Piles,
therefore only say he was a Confederate
gray.
Rheumatic Pains,
“I purchased him in the autumn of ■
1861 in the mountains of Virginia, and ; Bruises and Strains,
he has been my patient follower ever
since—to Georgia, the Carolinas and | Running Sores,
back to Virginia. He carried mo through
Inflammations,
the seven days’ battle, around Rich­
mond, the second Manassas, at Sharps­
St iff joints,
burg, Fredricksburg, the last day at
Chancellorsville, to Pennsylvania, at
Harness & Saddle Sores,
Gettysburg and back to the Rappahan­
Sciatica,
nock. From the commencement of the
campaign, in 1864, at Orange, till its
Lumbago,
close around Pittsburg, the saddle was
scarcely off his back as he passed through
Scalds,
the fire of the Wilderness, Spottsylvania,
Cold Harbor find across the James river.
Blisters,
He was almost in daily requisition in
the winter of 1864-5 on the long line of
insect Bites,
defenses from the Chickahominy, north
All Cattle Ailments,
of Richmond, to Hatcher’s run, south of
the Appomattox. In the campaign of
AH Horse Ailments,
1869 he bore me from Petersburg to tho
final day at Appomattox Courthouse.
AH Sheep Ailments,
You know the comfort he is to me in
my present retirement He is well sup­
plied with equipments. Two sets have
Penetrates Muscle,
been sent to him from England, and one
Membrane and Tissue
from the ladies of Baltimore, and one
from the city of Richmond, Lnt I think
Quickly to the Very
his favorite is the American saddle
from St Louis.
Seat of Pain and
“Of all his companions in toil, Rich­
mond, Brown, Roan, Ajax and I^tfiet
Ousts it in a Jiffy.
Lucy Long, he is the only one that re­
Rub in Vigorously.
tained his vigor to the last The first
two expired under their onerous bur­
Mustang Liniment conquers
dens, and the last two failed. You can,
Pain,
I am sure, from what I have said, paint
Makes
Han or Beast weii
his portrait ”
again.
This ends the description, signed with
the name of the famous General Robert
E. Lee, Lexington, Va., the summer be- •
fore he died.—St. Louis Republic.
Mexican
Mustang
Liniment
Getting His Money’s Worth.
“You look very bad, Pere Francois.
Have you been ill?”
•
“Not exactly, sir, but my barber
owed me 8 francs, and I couldn’t get
them from him. So, in sheer despair,
during the last three days I got him to
shave me thrice and bleed me six times,
so as to have something for my money. ”
—Masque de Fer.
W. L. D ouglas
S3 SHOE
IS THE BEST.
NO SQUEAKING.
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FINE CAIF& KAN o AMI
police , 3 S oles .
42.
B oys S chool S hoes .
•LADIES-
A man may float in salt water with­
out moving his hands or feet if he has
the presence of mind to throw his head
back and allow the body to sink to the I
position which it will then naturally ,
take.
A Substitut<’.
He—I’ve bought yon a pet monkey to
amuse you, darling.
(
She—Oh, how kind of you! Now I
shan’t miss you when you are away.—
Lyons (France) Republican.
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