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Gf>e SKY PILOT
“By ‘RALPH COJVJ^O'R
Author of
"The Man From Glengarry”
"Glengarry School Days” and “Black Rock”
Copyright. 1*99, by FLEMING H. REVELL COMPANY
C CHAPTER XVII.
HOW THE PINTO SOLD.
HE glow of virtuous feeling
following the performance of
their generous net prepared
the men for a keener enjoy
uiviii. nian usual of a night’s sport.
They had just begun to dispose them
■elves in groups about the fire for poker
and other games when Hi rode up into
the light and with him a stranger on
Gwen’s beautiful pinto pony.
Hi was evidently half drunk, and.
as he swung tiimseif off his bronco,
he saluted the company with a wave
of the hand and hoped lie saw them
"kickin’.”
Bill, looking curiously at HI, went
up to the pinto, and, taking him by the
head, led him up into ttie light, saying:
“See here, boys, there’s that pinto of
mine I was tollin’ you about. No flics
on him, eh?”
“Hold on there! Excuse me,” said
the stranger, “this here boss belongs
to me, if paid down money means any
thing in this country.”
“The country’s all right,” said Bill
In an ominously quiet voice, “but this
here pinto's another transaction. I
reckon.”
"The boss is mine, I say, and what’s
more, I’m goin' to hold him,” said the
■tranger In a loud voice.
The men began to crowd around witli
faces growing hard. It was dangerous
In that country to play fast and loose
with horses.
“Ixiok a-hynr. mates,” said the stran
ger, witli a Yankee drawl, “I ain’t no
boss thief, and if I hain’t bought this
hoss reg’lar and paid down good mon
ey then it ain’t mine; If I have, it is.
That’s fair, ain't it?”
At this HI pulled himself together
and in a half drunken tone declared
that the stranger was all right and
that he had bought the horse fair and
square, and “there’s your dust,” said
Hi, handing a roll to Bill. But with a
quick movement Bill caught the stran
ger by the leg, and before a word
could be said he was lying flat on the
ground.
ion git off that pony, said Bill,
“till tills thing Is settled.”
There was something so terrible In
Bill’s manner that the man contented
himself with blustering and swearing,
while Bill, turning to Hi, said:
“Did you sell this pinto to him ?"
HI was able to acknowledge that,
being offered a good price and know
ing that his partner was always ready
for a deal, he had transferred the
pinto to the stranger for $40.
BUI was in distress, deep and
poignant. “ ’Taln’t the horse, but the
leetle gel,” he explained; but his part
ner’s bargain was his, and wrathful
as he was he refused to attempt to
break the bargain.
At this moment the Hon. Fred, not
ing the unusual excitement about the
Are, came up, followed at a little dis
tance by his wife and the Duke.
“Perhaps he’ll sell,” he suggested.
“No,” said Bill sullenly, “he’s a
mean cuss.”
“1 know him,” said the Hon. Fred.
“Let me try him.” But the stranger
declared the pinto suited him down to
the ground and he wouldn’t take twice
his money for him.
“Why,” he protested, "that there's
what I call an unusual boss, and down
In Montana for a lady he’d fetch up
to a hundred and fifty dollars.” In
▼ain they haggled and bargained. The
man was Immovable. Eighty dollars
he wouldn’t look at; a hundred hardly
made him hesitate. At this point Lady
Charlotte came down Into the light
and stood by her husband, who ex
He woe tiling flat on the ground.
plained the circumstances to her. She
had already heard Bill’s description of
Gwen’s accident and of her part In the
church building schemes. There was
•lienee for a few moments as she stood
looking at the beautiful pony.
“What a shame the poor child should
have to part with the dear little creu
ture!" she said In a low tone to her
husband. Then, turning to the stran
ger, she said In clear, sweet tones:
“What do you ask for him?” He
hesitated and then said, lifting his hat
awkwardly In salute, “I was Just re
markin’ how that pinto would fetch
$150 down into Montana: but, seein’ as
a lady is inquirin', I’ll put him down to
$125.”
“Too much,” she said promptly: “far
too much, Is it not, Bill?”
“Well,” drawled Bill, "if 'twere a
Cellar as was used to ladles he’d offer
you the pinto, but he’s too plzen mean
♦ven to come down to the even hun
dred.”
The Yankee took him up quickly.
“Waal, if I were so blanked—pardon,
madam,” taking off bis hat—“used to
ladies as some folks would like to think
themselves, I’d buy that there pinto
•ad make a present of it to this here
lady as stands before me.” Bill twist
ed uneasily.
"Bui I ain’t goin’ to be mean. I’ll
put that pinto in for the even monn
for the lady if any man cares to put up
the stuff.”
"Well, my dear," said the Hon. Fred,
with a bow, “we cannot well let that
page lie.” Site turned and smiled at
him. and the pinto was transferred to
the Ashley stables, to Bill’s outspoken
delight, who declared lie couldn’t have
faced the music "if that there pinto had
gone across the line.” I confess, how
ever, I was somewhat surprised at the
ease with which Hi escaped his wrath,
rnd my surprise was in no way lessen
ed when I saw later in the evening the
two partners will! the stranger taking
a quiet drink out of the same bottle
with evident mutual admiration and
delight.
"You're an Al, corker, you are! I’ll
be blanked if you ain't a bird—a singin’
bird, a fog'lar canary," 1 heard Hi say
to Bill.
But Bill's only reply was a long, slow
wink which passed into a frown as hi'
caught my eye. My suspicion was
aroused that the sale of the pinto might
bear investigation, and this suspicion
was deepened when Gwen next week
gave me a rapturous account of how
splendidly Bill had disposed of the
pinto, showing me bills for $150. To
my look of amazement Gwen replied:
“You see, he must have got them
bidding against each other, and be
sides, Bill snys pintos are going up.”
Light began to dawn upon me, but
I only answered that I knew they had
risen very considerably in value with
in a month. The extra fifty was Bill’s.
I was not present to witness the fin
ishing of Bill’s bluff, but was told that
when Bill made his way through the
crowded aisle and laid his $550 on the
schoolhouse desk the look of disgust,
surprise and finally of pleasure on
Robbie’s face was worth a hundred
more. But Robbie was ready and put
down his $200 with the single remark:
“Aye, ye’re no as daft as ye lookl”
mid roars of laughter from all.
Then the Pilot, with eyes and face
shining, rose and thanked them all,
but when he told of how the little girl
In her lonely shack in the hills thought
so much of the church that she gave
up for it her beloved pony, her one
possession, the light from his eyes
glowed in the eyes of all.
CHAPTER XVIII.
THE LADY CHABLOTTE.
SHE night ol' the pinto’s sale
was a night momentous to
Owen, for then it was that
the I.nd.v Charlotte’s Interest
in her began; momentous, loo, to the
Lady Charlotte, for it was that night
that brought the Pilot into her life.
I had turned back to the lire, around
which the men had fallen into groups,
prepared to have an hour's solid de
light, for the scene was full of wild
and picturesque beauty to me, whet:
the Duke came and touched tne on the
shoulder.
“Lady Charlotte would like to see
you.”
“And why, pray?”
"She wants to hear about this affair
of Bill’s.”
We went through the kitchen into
the large dining room, at one end of
which was a stone chimney and fire
place. Lady Charlotte had declared
that she did not much care what kind
of a house the Hon. Fred would build
for her, but that she must have a tire
place.
She was very beautiful tall, slight
and graceful In every line. There were
a reserve and a grand air In her bear
ing that put people In awe of her. This
awe I shared, hut as I i utered the room
she welcomed me with such kindly
grace that 1 felt quite at ease In a mo
ment.
“Come and sit by me," she said,
drawing an armchair Into the circle
about the lire. "I want you to tell us
all about a great many things."
"You see what you're in for, Con
nor." said her husband. "It is a se
rious business when my lady takes one
in hand.”
"As he knows to his cost," she said,
smiling and shaking her head at her
husband.
"So I can testify.” put in the Duke.
"Ah! 1 can’t do anything with you.”
she replied, turning to him.
"Your most abject slave." he replied,
with a profound bow.
“If you only were.” smiling at him—
a little sadly. I thought—“I’d keep you
out of all sorts of mischief.”
"Quite true. Duke." said her hus
band. ".Ilist look at me.”
The Duke gutted tit him a moment or
two. “Wonderful!” he murmured.
"What a deliverance!”
"Nonsense." broke in Lady Charlotte.
“You are turning my mind away from
my purpose.”
"Is it possible, do you think?" said
the Duke to her husband.
"Not in the very least,” he replied,
"if my experience goes for anything.”
But Lady Charlotte turned her back
upon them and said to me:
“Now, tel! me first about Bill’s en
counter with that funny little Scotch
man."
Then 1 told her the story of Bill’s
bluff in my best style, imitating, as I
have some small skill in doing, the
manner and speech of the various act
ors in the scene. i'.he was greatly
amused and interested.
"And Bill has really got his share
ready!” she cried. "It is very clever of
him."
"Yes," I replied, "but Bill is only the
very humble instrument. The moving
spirit is behind."
"Oh. yes. you mean the little girl that
owns the pony,” she said. “That’s an
other thing you must tell me ubout.”
“The Duke knows more than I.” I re
plied, shifting the burden to him. “My
acquaintance is only of yesterday; hts
is lifelong.”
"Why have you never told me of
her?" she demanded, turning to the
Duke.
“Haven tI told you or tne mue Mere
dith girl? Surely I have.” said the
Duke hesitatingly.
“Now. you know quite well you have
not, and that means you are deeply in
terested. Oh, 1 know you well.” she
said severely.
‘•He is the most secretive man,” she
went on to me—“shamefully and un
gratefully reserved.”
The Duke smiled; then said lazily;
“Why, she’s just a child. Why should
you be interested in her? No one was,”
he added sadly, “till, misfortune distin
guished her."
Her eyes grew soft, and her gay man
ler changed, and she said to the Duke
rently, “Tell me of her now.”
It was evidently an effort, but he be
gan bis story of Gwen from the time
he saw her first, years ago, playing in
and out of her father's rambling
shack, shy and wild as a young fox.
As lie went on with his tale his voice
dropped into a low. musical tone, and
he seemed as If dreaming aloud. Un
consciously he put into the tale much 1
of himself, revealing how great an in
fluence the little child had had upon ,
him and how empty of love his life
had been in this lonely land. Lady |
Charlotte listened with face intent tin
on him. and even her bluff husband [
was conscious that something more j
than usual was happening. He had
never heard the Duke break through
his proud reserve before.
But when the Duke told the story of
Gwen’s awful fall, which he did with
great graphic power, a little red spot I
burned upon the Lady Charlotte's pale j
cheek, and as the Duke finished ids tale j
with the words, “It was her last ride,”
she covered iter face with her hands !
and cried:
“Oh, Duke, it is horrible to think of!
But what splendid courage!”
“Great stuff, eh, Duke?” cried the
Hon. Fred, kicking a burning log vig
orously.
But the Duke made no reply.
“How is site,now, Duke?” said I.ady
Charlotte.
The Duke looked up as from a
dream. “Bright as the morning,” he
said. Then, in reply to Lady Char
lotte’s look of wonder, he added:
"The Pilot did it. Connor will tell
you. I don’t understand it.”
“Nor do 1 either, but 1 can tell yon
only what I saw and heard.” I an
swered.
“Tell me.” said Lady Charlotte very
gently.
TliPti 1 told her bow. one by one. w-e ;
had failed to help her. and how the j
Pilot had ridden up that morning
through the canyon, and how he had
"It was her last ride.”
brought the first light and peace to her
by his marvelous pictures of the flow
ers and ferns and trees and all the
wonderful mysteries of that wonderful
canyon.
“But that wasn’t all,” said the Duke
quickly as I stopped.
"No,” I said slowly; “that was not
all by a long way, but the rest I don’t
understand. That’s the Pilot's secret.”
“Tell me what he did.” said Lady
Charlotte softly once more. “I want to
know.”
“1 don’t think I can,” I replied. “He
simply read out of the Scriptures to
her and talked.”
Lady Charlotte looked disappointed.
“Is that all?” she said.
“It is quite enough for Gwen,” said
the Duke confidently, “for there she
lies, often suffering, always longing for
the hills and the free air, but with her
face radiant as the flowers of the be
loved canyon.”
“1 must set* her,” said Lady Char
lotfe, “and that wonderful Pilot.”
“You’ll be disappointed in him,” said
the Duke.
“Oh. I’ve seen him and beard him.
but I don’t know him,” she replied.
“There must be something in him that
one does not see at first.”
“So 1 have discovered,” said the
Duke, and with that the subject was
dropped, but not before the Lady
Charlotte made me promise to take her
to Gwen, the Duke being strangely un- j
willing to do this for her.
“You’ll be disappointed,” he said.
“She is only a simple little child.”
CHAPTER XIX.
THROUGH GWEN’S WINDOW.
UHEN I told the Pilot of Lady j
Charlotte’s purpose to visit ,
Gwen he was not too well !
pleased. “What does she
want with Gwen?” he said Impatiently.
“She will just put notions into her head
and make the child discontented.”
“Why should she?” said I.
“She won’t mean to, but she belongs |
to another world, nnd Owen cannot
talk to her without getting glimpses of
a life that will make her long for what
she can never have,” said the Pilot.
“But suppose It Is not Idle curiosity
In Lady Charlotte,” I suggested.
“I don’t say It Is quite that,” he an
swered, “but these people love a sen
satlon.”
"I don’t think you know Lady Char
lotte,” I replied. "I hardly think from
her tone the other night that she Is a
sensation hunter.”
“At any rate,” he answered decided
ly, “she Is not to worry poor Gwen.”
I was a little surprised at his atti
tude and felt that he was tmfair to
Lady Charlotte, but I forbore to argue
with him on the matter. He could not
bear to think of any person or thing
threatening the peace of hta beloved
Gwen.
The very first Saturday after my
promise was given we were surprised
to sec Lady Charlotte ride up to the
door of our shack in the early morn
ing.
“You see, I am not going to let you
off,” she said as I greeted her. “And
the day is so very line for a ride.”
I hastened to apologize for not going
to her, and then to get out of my diffi
culty rather meanly turned toward the
Pilot and said:
“The Pilot doesn’t approve of out
visit.”
“And why not, may I ask?” said
Lady Charlotte, lifting her eyebrows.
The Pilot’s face burned, partly with
wrath at me and partly with embar
rassment, for Lady Charlotte had put
on her grand air. But he stood to his
guns.
“I was saying. Lady Charlotte,” h -
said, looking straight into her eyes,
“that you and Gwen have little in com
mon—and—and”— He hesitated.
"Little in common!” said Lady Char
lotte quietly. “She has suffered great
ly.”
The Pilot was quick to catch the
note of sadness in her voice.
“Yes,” he said, wondering at her
tone. “She has suffered greatly.”
“And,” continued Lady Charlotte,
“she is bright as the morning, the
Duke says.” There was a look of pain
in her face.
The Pilot’s face lit up, and he came
nearer and laid ills hand caressingly
upon her beautiful horse.
“Yes, thank God.” he said quickly;
“bright as the morning.”
“How can that be?” she asked, look
ing down into his face. “Perhaps she
would tell me.”
“Lady Charlotte,” said the Pilot,
with a sudden flush, “I must ask your
pardon. I was wrong. I thought
you”—he paused—“but go to Gwen.
She will tell you. and you will do her
good.”
“Thank you,” said Lady Charlotte,
putting out her hand, “and perhaps you
will come and see me too.”
The Pilot promised, and stood looking
after us as we rode up the trail.
“There is something more in your
Pilot than at first appears,” she said.
“The Duke was quite right.”
“He is a great man,” I said, with en
thusiasm; “tender as a woman and
with the heart of a hero.”
“You and Bill and the Duke seem to
agree about him,” she said, smiling.
Then 1 told her tales of the Pilot and
of his ways with the men till her blue
eyes grew bright and her beautiful
face lost its proud look.
“It is perfectly amazing,” I said, fin
ishing my story, “how these devil may
care rough fellows respect him and
come to him in all sorts of trouble. I
can’t understand it, and yet he is just n
boy.”
"JNo; not amazing, saiu t.auy unar
lotte slowly. “I think I understand it.
He has a true man’s heart and holds a
great purpose in it. I’ve seen men like
that—not clergymen, I mean, but men
with a great purpose.”
Then, after a moment’s thought, she
added: “But you ought to care for him
better, lie does not look strong.”
“Strong!” I exclaimed quickly, with a
queer feeling of resentment at my
heart. “He can do as much riding as
any of us.”
“Still,” she replied, “there’s some
thing in his face that would make his
mother anxious.” In spite of my re
pudiation of her suggestion I found
myself for the next few minutes think
ing of how he would come exhausted
and faint from his long rides, and I re
solved that he must have a rest and
change.
By the time we reached the canyon
the sun was riding high and pouring
Its rays full into all the deep nooks
where the shadows mostly lay.
Down in the bottom stood the cedars
and the balsams, still green. We stood
some moments silently gazing into this
tangle of interlacing boughs and shim
mering leaves, all glowing in yellow
light, then Lady Charlotte broke the
silence in tones soft and reverent as if
she stood in a great cathedral.
“And this is Gwen’s canyon?”
“Yes. but she never sees it now,” I
said, for I could never ride through
without thinking of the child to whose
heart this was so dear, but whose eyes
never rested upon It. Lady Charlotte
made no reply, and we took the trail
that wound down into this maze of
mingling colors and lights and shad
ows. Everywhere lay the fallen leaves,
brown and yellow and gold —every
where on our trail, on the green mosses
and among the dead ferns.
As we began to climb up into the open
I glanced into my companion’s face.
The canyon had done its work with her
as with all who loved it. The touch of
pride that was the habit of her face
was gone, and in its place rested the
earnest wonder of a little child, while
In her eyes lay the canyon’s tender
glow. And with this face she looked in
upon Gwen.
And Gwen, who had been waiting for
her, forgot all her nervous fear, and
with hands outstretched, cried out iu
welcome:
‘‘Oh, I’m so glad! You have seen it
and I know you love It! My canyon,
you know!” she went on, answering
Lady Charlotte’s mystified look.
“Yes, dear child,” said Lady Char
lotte, bending over the pale face with
its halo of golden hair, “I love it.” But
she could get no further, for her eyes
were full of tears. Gwen gazed up into
the beautiful face, wondering at her si
lence, and then said gently:
“Tell me how it looks today! The
Pilot always shows it to me. Do you
know,” she added thoughtfully, “the
Pilot looks like it himself. He makes
me think of it, and—and”—she went
on shyly, “you do, too.”
By this time Lady Charlotte was
kneeling by the couch, smoothing the
beautiful hair and gently touching the
face so pale and lined with pain.
“That Is a great honor, truly,” she
said brightly through her tears—“to be
like yowr canyon and like your Pilot
too.”
Gwen uodded. but she was not to be
denied.
“Tell me how it looks today,” she
said. “I want to see it. Oh, I want to
see it!”
Lady Charlotte was greatly moved by
the yearning in the voice, but, control
ling herself, she said gayly:
“Oh, I can’t show it to you as your
Pilot can, but I’ll tell you what 1 suw.”
“Turn me where 1 can see,” said
Gwen to me, and I wheeled her toward
the window and raised her up so that
she could look down the trail toward
the canyon’s mouth.
[continued on page seven.]
Administratrix’s Sale of Land.
BY virtue of an order made by the Orphans’
Court of the County of Morris on the
Eighth day of January, A. D. Nineteen Hun
dred and Four, the subscriber, Administratrix
of ihe estate of George F. McLean, deceased,
will sell at public vendue on the premises in
Butler, New Jersey, on
TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 16th, A. D 1904,
between the hours of twelve o’clock M. and
five o'ctock P. M., that is to say at two o’clock
P. M of said day, all the right, title and inter
est of the said deceased of, in and to the fol
lowing tracts of land and premises, to-wit:
First tract described as follows: All that
certain tract or parcel of land and premises
hereinafter particularly described, situate,
lying and being in the Village of Butler, in the
County of Morris and State of New Jersey, be
ing lots numbered 22 and 23 on a map of the
said Butler’s farm as laid out in lots by Wm.
Roome, Surveyor, in 1888. Beginning in the
Northerly line of Belleview avenue at the dis
tance of one hundred and ninety-eight feet on
a Course of South fifty-eight degrees fifty min
utes Blast from the North Easterly corner of
Belleview avenue and Bartholdi avenue, being
the South East corner of lot No. 20; thence (1)
along the Northerly line of said Belleview
avenue South fifty-eight deg»ees fifty minut+s
East one hundred and ninety eight reet to the
South West corner of lot No. 24; (2) along the
lines of lots Numbers 24 and 25 at right angles
with Belleview avenue four hundred and
twenty-eight feet to the Southerly line of (Jary
avenue; (8) thence along the Southerly line of
said Cary avenue North flfty-s»-ven and three
quarters degrees West one hundred and nine
ty-eight feet to the Northeast corner of lot
Number 21; (4) along the lines of lots Nos. 21
and 20 and parallel with the second line four
hundred and thirty-three and a half feet to
the beginning. Containing one and ninety-six
hundredths acres, strict measure. Being the
same land and premises conveyed to the said
George F. McLean by Richard Butler, by deed
dated June 28th, 1888, and recorded in the
Morris County Clerk’s Office July 5th, 1888, in
I Book L-12 of Deeds for said County, on pages
I 6, &c.
I Second tract situate at same place and de
! scribed as follows, namelyBeginning at a
I point in the Northerly line of Belleview ave
1 nae, at a distance of three hundred and ninety
j six feet Easterly from the Northeasterly cor
• ner of Belleview avenue and Bartholdi ave
! nue, said beginning point being the South
1 easterly corner of a lot conveyed to George F.
| McLean ; thence (1) Northerly at right angles
; from Belleview avenue and along the Easterly
j line of a lot conveyed to George F. McLenn,
i four hundred and twenty-eight feet to the
Southerly line of (Jary avenue: thence (2)
Easterly along the Southerly line of l’ary ave
nue one hundred and ninety-four feet to the
Westerly line of lands conveyed to Robert
Haycock; thence (3) Southerly along said Hay
cock’s line, four hundred and twenty two feet
and eighty-nine one hundredths (422 89 100) to
the Northerly line of Belleview avenue; thence
(4) Westerly along the same one hundred and
eighty-five feet to the place of Beginning. Con
taining 1 883-1000 acres. Being known as lots
Nos. 24 and2), twenty-four and twenty-five, as
laid down on a map entitled, Lots at Butler.
Morris County, New Jersey, owned by Richard
Butler, Esq., made by William Roome, Sur
veyor, May, 1888.
Being the same land and premises conveyed
to the said George F. McLean by Richard
Butler, by deed dated February 6th, 1894, and
recorded in the Morris County Clerk’s Office,
February 14th, 1894, in Book “G-14” of Deeds
for said County, on pages 72, &c.
The above two tracts being the homestead of
the late George F. McLean, deceased, and will
be sold as one tract.
MARY C McLEAN,
4160 27-31 Administratrix Butler, N. J.
JN CHANCERY OF NEW JERSEY.
To the National Bank of Oxford, John Henry
Vanderhoof, Mis. John Henry Vanderhoof,
Rachel Ann Vaude-hoor, Wesley Vander
hoof. Mrs. Wesley Va derhoof, (Jharles Van
derhoof. Charles H. Dobbins, Georgie Dob
bins. LizzieS Gray, Frank G'ay, Chirence
W Dobbins. Grace Dobbins. Fannie smith.
Alfred Smith, John E Andrns, Mrs. John E
Andrus, Elizabeth Mnith. Lioyd Smith, Net
tle B. Mone.George W. Dobbins.Carrie Dob
bins Lizzie Gustin. Miller Smith, Mrs Mil
ler Smith. Eugene Westbrook, Amelie West
brook, Mahlon Gustin, James E Gustin and
the unknown heirs, devisees and personal
representatives of ohn Smith, deceased:
BY virtue of an order of the C urt of Chan
eery of New Jeney, made on the day of
the date* hereof in a came wherein Andv H.
Johnson and Nellie Johi son, Executors, &c.,
of the Isst will and testament of James L.
Davenport, deceased, are complainants and
you and others are defendants, yon are re
quired to appear, plead, answer or demur to
i he billot the said complaiuants on or before
the fourth Hay of April, oue thousand nine
hundred and four or the said bill will be
taken as confessed again t you.
The said bill is filed to foreclose two certain
mortgages, one g ven by John Smith to John
O Hill, dated the nineteenth day of June,
eighteen hundred and sixty, and the other
made by the said John Mnith to Barnabas K
Stickle, dated the second day of March eigh
teen hundred and seventy, both of which mort
gages have been assigned by meme assign
ments to James L. Davenport, the complsin
ants’ decedent, and cover lands in the Town
ship of Kockaway, i i the Countv of Morris
and Slate of New Jersey; you the Na ional
Bank of Oxford beiDgmadede’endant bee use
you obtained a judgment in the Supreme Court
of New Jersf y on the tenth day of June, eigh
teen hundred and eighty-seven, against ioh.. J.
Smitn: and you John Henry Vanderhoof,
Rachel Ann Vanderhoof, Wesley Vander
hoof, Charles Vanderhoof. Charles H Dob
bins, Lizzie 8. Gray, Clarence W,
Dobbins. Fannie Smith, Alfred Smith.
Elizabeth Mnith, Lloyd wmith. Nettie B
stone, George W. Dobbins, Lizzie Gustin. Mil
ler smith, Mahlon Gustin and James E. Gns
tin are made defendants because > <>u are some
of the heirs of John Smith, dece-sed, who di« d
owning said mortgaged premises or a part
thereof, and by reason thereof own sai I
lands or some part thereof or some in
t.rest therein; and you Mrs. John Henry
Vanderhoof are made a defendant be
cause you are the wife of John Henry Vau
uerlioof: and 'ou Mrs. Wesley Vanderhoof are
made a defendant because you are the wife of
Wesley Vanderhoof: and you Georgie Dobbins
are made a defendant became yon are the
wife of Charles H. Dobbins; and yon Frank
Gray are msde a defendant because you are
the husband of Lizzie 8. Gray; and you Grace
Dobbins are made a defendant because you
are the wife of Clarence W. Dobbins; »• d you
Carrie Dobbins are nr»de adefeudsnt because
you are the wife of George W. Dobbins; and
yon Mrs. Miller Smitn are ma 'e a defendant
because you are the wife of Miller Smith; and
you John E. Andrus are made a defendant be
cause you own said lands or some part i hereof:
and you Mrs John E. Andrus are made a de
fondant because you are the wife of John E
Andrus; and you Amelia Westbrook are made
a defendant because you are one of the children
and devisees of Samuel Tippeit. who died
owi ing a certain interest in a mining lease af
fecting said premises; and vou Eugene West
brook are ma le a defendant b. cause you are
the husbaud of Amelia Westbrook; and you
the unknown heirs, devisees and personal rep
resemativ a of John Smith, deceased are
made defendants became the said John Smith
riled owning said mortgaged premises or a
part thereof.
Dated February 4, 1904.
Vrbelan . Kino, Wilson & Lindabury.
Solicitors ot Complainants,
Savings Bank Building, Morri t »wn N. f.
30154180n.f —$.6 20
NOTICE TO CREDITORS
Estate of Israel J. Coon, Deceased.
PURSUANT to the Or. er of the Surrogate of
the County of Morris, made on tne 15th
day of December, A. D., oue thousand nine
nnndred and three, not«r*e is hereby given to
a>l persons having claims against the estate of
Israel J. Coon, late of the County of
Morris, deceased to present the same, under
oath or affirmation, to the subscriber, on or
hefi-re the 15th day of September next, being
Nine Months from the date of *a1d order: and
any Creditor neglect ing to bring iu and ex
hibit his. her or their claim, under oath or af
firmation, within the time so limited, will be
forever barred of his, her or their action there
for against the administrator.
Dated the 15tli day of December, A D„ 1903
DAVlD E. COON,
Administrator,
4138 Stirling. N. J.
NOTICE TO CREDITORS.
Estate of William H. Ellis, Deceased.
PURSUANT to the order of the Surrogate of
the County of Morris, made on the 2nd
day of January, A D. one thousand nine hun
dred and four, notice is hereby given to all
persons having claims against tne estate of
William H. Ellis, late of the County ot Morris,
deceased, to present the same, under oath or
affirmation, to the subscriber on or before the
Second day of October next, being Nine
Months from the date of said order; and anv
Creditor neglecting to bring in and exhibit
his. her or their claim under oath or affirma
tion within the time so limbed will be forever
barred of his, her or their action therefor
sgainst the administratrix.
Dated the Second day of January, A D. 1904.
| CATHERIN E J. ELLIS,
Administratrix,
j 28-84 4186 Whippany, N. J.
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Shelves and counters must be cleared. The
money tied up in our Winter Stock must be re
leased for spring and summer buying. Tjat’s why
you can now buy two shoes for the price of one.
Several hundred pairs of clean fresh shoes will
be placed on sale. Not a lot of odds and ends that
would be dear at any price, but good reliable shoes.
Good weight Winter Shoes, with heavy soles, just
the kind you need now, and the best thing about
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BOCKOVEN, THE SHOE MAN
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ENGLISH PLOVER
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FLORIDA FRUITS AND VEGETABLES
BONIFACE’S MARKET, 20 South Street
NOTICE TO CREDITORS
Estate of John R. Runyon, deceased.
PURSUANT to the order of the surrogate of
the County of Morris, made on the 18th
day of December, A. D. one thousand nine
hundred and three, notice is hereby given to
all persons having claims against the estate of
John R. Runyon, late of the County of Morris,
deceased, to pre.ent the same, under oath or
affirmation, to the subscriber, on or before the
eighteenth day of September next, being nine
months from the date of said order; and any
creditor neglecting to bring in and exhibit his,
her or their claim, under oath or affirmation,
within the lime so limited, will be forever
barred of his, her or their action therefor
against the executor.
Dated the eighteenth day of December, A. D.
1908
J. FREDERICK RUNYON,
Executor.
4145 Morristown, N. J.
SHERIFF’S SALE.
Morris Common Pi.has
George T. Johnson vs. Abraham Tuers. Fi. fa.
de bo. et ter. on docketed judgment. Return
able to January Term. A. D. 1904.
Wm. H. Osborne, Atty
BY virtue of the above stated writ of Fieri
Facias in my hands, I shall expose for sale
at Public Vendue at the Court House in Mor
ristown, N. J., on
MONDAY, the 15th DAY of FEBRUARY
next. A. D 1904, between the hours of 12 M.
and 5 o’clock P. M., that is to say at 2 o’clock
in the afternoon of said day. All the right,
title and interest of Abraham Tuers of, in
lands, tenements and hereditaments, and to a
certain tract of land situate, lying and being
in Hanover township, Morris County, New
Jersey, and being the farm property upon
which said Abraham Tuers now resides, for
merly the property of Sarah Tuers, his wife,
deceased, aud known as the Sarah Tuers Farm
or Property; being the same property of which
I^ewis Ford died seized, and also the same prop
erty of which Demas t* ord died seized; a portion
of which said farm fronts on the road leading
trom Madison to the Whippany Road, and an
other portion of which farm fronts on the
road leading from Morristown to Whippany
Dated January 14, 1904.
ABRAHAM RYERSON,
„ Sheriff.
Chronicle and Jerseyman. P.f. $4.80 4162
Established 1830.
George E.Voorhees
MORRISTOWN, N. J,
Hardware and Iron Merchant
AGRICULTURAL IMPLEMERTS
FERTILIZERS and SEEDS.
Paints, Oils, Glass, Etc
HOUSEKEEPING GOODS
LAND AND DRAIN TILE, FARM
MACHINERY.
Contractors’ Supplies, Etc.
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Normal Training School
16 Washington Street, East Orange, N. J.
CORA WEBB PEET, Principal
Two Years Course. For circulars during the sum
m«r address Miss Cora Webb Peet, 16 Washington
street, East Orange, N. J. 397o
KRAUS GRADUATE.
James Mosedale, Robert Ewart MoeedaU
M. R. O. V. R. M. R. C. V. S.
Veterinary Burgeon. Veterinary Surgeon.
Veterinary Hospital
31 Mount Kemble Avenue
Tel. 39. MORRISTOWN. N. J.
A (Special Department for Doge and Outs.
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