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"r . "' - - -'j'" wjjwfsjgi' i-4 MS- " "-r ?.-,$," ij- '&rT J-T3, J U4 WEEKLY -m .3 V'JT. rfQ i J GRAPHIC " '& s - j H tl 2 jr r l 1 $1.00 PER ANNUM. 2 KIRKSVILLE, MISSOURI. FRIDAY, DEC, 7- 1804. VOL. XV, NO. 36. PHYSICIANS. J. "V. Martin. f. Physician and-Surgeon. OrrieE B.KUaenrr's Drue Stole Xorth side Dk. A. T. Xoe, HomcBoalh'st KlRKSYIIXE, MO. Office bour 9 to 12 a. m.2 toRp. m. and " to 8 &. m., Sundays titblti a. ra. and Stotprm dice over Normal Book Store. L. J. Conner, Physician and Surgeon. . . OrFicr Spciiy, Mo. ananiEni. - Wliratteod7' calls., daj f-V -T 0. W. Avery, Eclectic Physician will give special attention to tlie treatment ofchronicuieeaFes. Utile in Tear orUnlon Itank, down stairs. Oflice hours fronS.SOa. Ki to liaud 1 u. in. to 5:3up. m. A FROZEN HEART. Dr. .T. H. Boscow, KlKKSVILLE, MO EKOJi THE loth to the 24th of Each Month. lie treats chronic or lonjr standing dlseaBe successfully, especially diseases of the lungs throat, stomach, heart, liver, kidnejs, etc Nerve affections and all dlsea-es arising from Irom impure blood.. Oflice two dvors east orilgeufrltz's shoe store. J. F. Rice. Physician and Surgeon Oi-nct luTearofGoben bulidinjr, upstaiiB. "Two children!" said Deciinus Black. "Coming here! 1 won't have 'em and there's the end or it." Mr. Black stood on the red-brick hearth in front of the big wood-fire, in an attitude of the intensest ani mosity, an open letter in his hand, a frown, darkening his rugged face. Mrs. Black paused in her occu pation of 8tocking-mending-a pain ed expressiorfpassed.over hervtoil. worn lineaments. "But they are your own son's children, Deciinus," she pleaded. 'And their grandma on their mother's side is dead, and there ain't no one to care for 'cm at Hills Hollow.' 'Well, Iea.,'t help that,'' re toited the old man, setting his yellow teeth together. "Do the Hill's Hollow folks think I keep a free tavern? I don't like children. T never did. When John James married and had a family he didn't consult me and I ain't goin' to G. A. Goiien. lies, ran Mcrherson cireii. G. H. XlCHOLS Ite East IlarrlsonSt itianLliurcn Come start on it'll be dark pretty soon." And by way of terminating mat ters he shut the door in their faces and went back into the house, with a grim chuckle. "It's a good think Betsy wasn't here," said he to himself. "She'd a-been dead sure to 'hev made a fuss. Women hain't no judgment nor discretion " Half a dozen rods down the road Regina Whelpley, the village school-mistress, came upon two forms crouching among the dead leaves lnJfhe angief thrroldilstone wall. "Mercy upon us!" said she, with a little stair. "Who is this!' And with tears and- tribulation the children told their story. Regina was a tall stright girl, with eyes as black as coals, a rosy color, and a true, womanly heait. "It's a shame!" said she. "Two little helpless creatures like you! But every one knows that when Decimns Black makes up his mind there ain't no softening him. Hush GOBEN & NICHOLS, Physician and Surgeon. OCCULISTS AXD OPTICIANS. They will attend Calls at all Hours. J. F. S.N-VDEK, Physician and Surgeon. Oh-ick 0er Fowler's drug store. Attends all calls in citj or country. II. J. RANKIN, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Oifick Ovr First Nitlonal Bank C. M. Wilcox, Physician and Surgeon. Will attend cails at til hours. Millard. Mo. v. ATTORNEYS. W- D. OOODE, ATTORNEY-AT-LAW, KIRKSVILLE, MO. Office Front rooms over First National bank. It. K. WUSK1X, L. L. 1$. Attorney and Counselor atL.aw. KIRKSVILLE, MO. OFFICE WITH A. 1). RISDON, IN 1ST NATIONAL HANK BUILDING. support 'em! I want that clearly understood. At my age 1 can't have children racketing about, the house. I brought up John James and Esther Anne and that's all that can be expected of me!" Mrs. Black's countenance fell. In her secret mind she had all the morning been planning what room John James' orphans should have, how she would unpack sundry bro ken tovs that she kept in a chest in the garret sole relics of the on ly child she ever had for their behoof, and what a gleam of sun shine their presence would biing into the silent, dreary house. They were no kith nor kin of her s be ing the grand children of Decimns' first wife, yet her heart warmed to them with longing tenderness. "It seems 'most a pity," said she, "not to "We won't argy the question no furder," said Black, sharply; "I ain't goin' to hev 'em here and that's the long and the short of it." "But, father, they're on the way here already!" "Then they'll hev to be on the way back, that's all, afore they ic twenty-four !.-ours older And Deciinus Black went out. Five minutes later the ring of his axe at the wood-pile, sharp and sudden, gave the key t ote to his mood of stern resolve. 'Is this the house, Kitty " sa:d little Johnny Bla'k, as the stage- there he goes now.'" She drew the children back into the shadow as the old man trudg ed past, the visor of his fur cap pulled over his eyes, his hands thrust down dee) into his pockets. All three drew a long breath of relief when he was gone. "Look here," said kind Regina, "I'd take you in myself if I had a home: but I have none. I'm only a country school teacher, board ing around. One thing is very eeitain though you can't go any farther to-night P. F. Greenwood, Attorney-at-law KIRKSVILLE, MO. Oftio.-1 Ter SaTinpa Banfc INSURANCE. 1S73 THE 1S94 OLD RELIABLE IXSTJRAXCE AND LOAN AGENCY " -J. 0. THAT0EER,- i-- ....a..! Intn tt.lRt nar of snccsssfnl bus- i.... 11 i.nRtialil thousands of dsllars for 1 1 vrt inidKR rtminld or unadjusted. MOItAT.-lf you want pay for your losseB In lire, llirlitnlne. or mo iwnra ltn the "Id Ueliable, suth sldo Klrksvllle. Mo. Insure Square, DR. B. 0. AXTELL, Surgeon and riechanic Dentst lESKr hj . nj Kit. ssion as .'rn .Meari Is tlioioOBl.lv pre. pared to do all pro fessional work In the most masitrl end durable manner and warrants com fortable fits in an casts. Prices rea sonable on (told pla "In s ami aluminum plates. No pain In extractlnc by aid of vitallied air. En dorsed by both the dental ana meaicai liiimleca for adults anr JOHN M. DAVIS, riisi nsir.d ClaiiiA j: 1 Pensions Bounties and all other claim pielnst tbo government, prosecuted with hinmptn.ss; also notary public. Pensioners a3e-.:hsvlnp vouchers nlled certin luw DR. M. A. ATKIXSOX, Late of Cauton, formerlyof St. Louis, has located permanently in KIRKSVILLE, and will give special attention to diseases of the BYE, EAR, NOSE AND THROAT. Oflice at WARD'3 DRUGSTORE, "VVESr SIDE driver helped him out of the croak ing old vehicle. "Does grandpa live here.' Oh, dear, I do hope there's a good fire, because I'm so frozen cold! ' The older sister, a mite of ten, stood on tiptoe to sound the knock er, while little Johnny clung to her, with one hand on the tatteied earnet-sack that contained their earthly stores. "Ain't there 1 o one there?' fal tered he. "I don't know," said Kitty. "I'll knock again." Still no answer came. Mrs Black was out feeding her chick ens in the barnyard, and old Deciinus was performing his night ly task of milking, in the safe shelter of the cow-stable. As it happened, he was the first to re enter the house and confront the little creatures, who were still pa tiently waiting on the door-step. 'Eh ! ' ' said he. ' 'Who be you : ' "We're John and Catherine," said the j;irl. "We couldn t make any one hear. Please, arc you onr Grandpa Black?" The old man peered up me road. "Stage gone?'' said he. "Yes, sir," Kitty answered, shivering. "Wal, it stops at the tavern an hour to chance bosses and give the passengers their supper. You go after it it's only half a mile and tell the driver to take you back on the night trip to where you come from. "Ain't we to stay here!" hesita ted Kitty. "Xj," said Deciinus, "you ain't. We don't want no children here. I'm boarding my week with your Grandma Black now I know she'll let me take you into my room there, and we can fix up some sort of a bed there for one night at least. Your Grandma Black, she's a human Christian and not a heathen sphinx! setting h'er lips closely together. "Conic, don't cry a-.y more, little boy. I'll take care of you." Mrs. Black's amazement at the sight of Miss Whelpley leading a child by either hand on her kitch en threshold may easily be imag ined. At the piteous tale she burst into tears. "Oh, Miss Regina," said she, "what am T to do? He says " 'Xever mind what he says," curtlv interrunted the irirl. "We can't let these two poor little cieat ures perish of cold this bitter March night because he hasn't any heart! As for getting to the tav ern befoie the stage starts again, they're not able to do it. And, after all, what would become of them at the other end of the route? Xo, Mrs. Black, we 11 give 'em a good supper of warm bread and milk, and fix 'em a bed in my room for to-night. And if your husband finds it out and scolds you, why you may just tell him it was inv fault. I'm not afiaid of him, if you are. And to-morrow we'll considerwhat it is best to do next." Thus iclieved to a certain extent of the lesponsibility, old lrs. Black set to work with a glad and pitying heart to warm anil leeu two poor little children, and did not icst until she had them snugly asleep on a iloor-bed in the corner of Hegina's small apaitiuent. "It don't seem as if I could ever let 'em go again, Miss Whelpley,1' said the old woman, wiping her spectacle-glasses. "But yon don t know what it is to be married.' "Xo. I don't," said Regina, laughing. "But, never mind, Mrs. Black, two sweet children like this will be sure to find a home some wluie Old Deciinus came home at the usual hour from his chat at the village store. Mrs. Black looked at him guiltily as he entered. "It's a-snowny ' said he; snow- told me the stage went back emp ty.' i "Did it, father! ' (in a low voice.) "An' I feel sort of uneasy to think what can have become- o' them children,' unwillingly admit ted the old man. "Idaresay for't, I can't get the look 0' fthat boy outeh my head. It's jes the way John James used to lookjat me. Help me to s'arch for the lantern, mother. I must go out -and hunt the children up. I wish to good ness I'd never sent 'em away. t(thatmoment IhevJirJafcthe loot 01 uie HKiirs oytHieu. -itu&iiui Whelpley stood there, with tlnsh ed cheeks and shining eyes. "If you really mean that, Mr Black," said she, "Providence has been kinder to j'ou thau you had any light to expect. Light the caudle, Mrs. Black. Show him where the poor creatures are, I found them cowering under a stone fence, Mr. Black, and I brought them here on my own responsibili ty. Look!' She held the candle high above her head. OldDecimus leane'd for ward, and for the first time in her life, Mrs. Black saw a big tear plash down from his dim eyes on the blue plaid coverled. "I'm glad on'r,'' said he, "I'm glad on't! It's a bitter March night, and the snow is falling as I never knowed it to fall afore in March, and if them little ones had perished ' His voice broke down; he turn ed his face away. "Father," pleaded the old wo man, coming close to him and putting one withered hand ap pealingly on his arm, "they may s'ay heic, mayn't they?' "Yes," he answered, in alms- was nearly worn out with the tur moil incident to the preparations for a fashionable wedding. She was nervous and irritable; proba bly the cist wind affected her also. She needed some one to smooth her hair, talk tender, comforting words in short, pet her until she was rested; for the woman never yet lived who did not like occasional petting. Xow, Thomas Barclay was not a demonstrative man, and petting was out of his line. How was he toknow,cspecially in his unamiable m;)od,ithatjbheiyog,girsoonto be hifwiJfewas inoondinoffto" meet impatience patiently! "Thank fortune,'' he said, gra ciously kissing her as a matter of course, and dropping into a chair, "this dressmaking row will soon be over. I've scarcely seen you for a month. I won't have a dress- make on the place after we are married." Mr. Barclay did not mean any thing by this speech; it was simply an ebullition of temper, and Eliza beth should have met it as such; .it suited her mood, however, to retort with: "Indeed! I mean to have a dressmaker in the house all the time." "I wouldn't if I were you," til to-night I thought you loved . Well?" me." -:iss Jinrr.iy miisncu panning, "My dear, what possesses youl conscious that she had been star You know I love you." ing. 'Xo, Tom. It is too late to , "It is so long since I have seen make me believe that. We are , VOu, and we used to be such gocd not fitted to make each other hap-1 friends,'' she replied gently. hy. I am quite certain of it. Let j Whose falt is it thatyou have us break off our engagement." , not seen ne for longI.. ie (lc. "And all on account of that con- ,namle(lf an(lj tlu.n 0(jng I(.r founded speech of mine about a fa,iing color and pale lij)S, he said: dress maker! ' he exclaimed, ! .vimr -v hrnto r -in. to imestion .. .. . . -, I feel that I you when you are suffering such ma:; savagely. ".Not certainly tiiat. 1 leei tuai , p.lin! j was uever j,eiltlc en0Uoi, you do not love me, and some- j to wiu your lovej Betn. thing tells me that I ought not to I nDW von ever, try, Tom?" Betn7'" lSs1rnlFfcrgSjJ - t me and in the I didn't mean it. I was a brute, j ,,ranted that von loved As my wife you will be free as air: I T eire(1 for yon ;iml that "especially against ky voice; "they may stay here." So the little wanderers found a home after all, and, to judge by popular report, not an unpleasant one. ' "For, I do decile,' taid Miss Whelpley, the villagi school-mistress, "those children rule the whole house. Only think of old Deciinus Black, who used to think that children had no busiuess to exist, building a play-room for them in the kirn and buying a lit tle pony for 'em to ride, and tak ing 'ein with him wherever he goes. His heart has been frozen up tight these many years, but it has thawed out at last. So it had. In the sunshine of children's smiles, the magic iullu ence of which the Great Teacher spoke when He said: "And a little child shall lead them.' m A Broken Engagement. Tom Barclay and Elizabeth Mur ray never understood each other in' hard." "Is it, father?" "Yes. Where's the lantern!' "What do you want the lantern for?" Decimns Black writhed uneasi ly- "I stopped in at the tavern on my way back,' said he, "an' they verv well, and vet thov had been engaged for a year. They had known each other long before the engagement, too, but although a man seldom understands a woman, Tom was even more dense in this respect than most men, and Eliza beth, more difficult than most wo men for any man to comprehend, adn unconscious of the fact, she wonderedat Tom's many failuiesin this respect. Thev were very good friends, however, and thought they loved each other had even said so in strict confidence and, as I said, were engaged to be married. In fac", Miss Murray was already at the mercy of dress-makers and milliners, for it was December and the wadding was set forthelOth of January One night, the di ess-makers and milliuers having kindly waived their claims for a few hours, Mr. Barclay called to see his prospec tive bride. lie was not in the best possible humor; an ugly east wind drove the sleet into his face as he walked the few blocks from the cable cars to Miss Murray's home, for Tom thought too much of his horses to take them out on such a night; a man had failed him in an important business appointment, and it was quite possible that he was a trifle bilious. At all events, he was about as cross as he ever al lowed himself to beco ue. disagreeably, my wishes." "And I should!" she returned defiantly. "Weil" then common sense as serted itself, and he laughed. "Do you know, Beth, we are just ready to quarrel about nothing.' My wife will probably do as she pleases." Miss Muriay did not smile. She was morbidly sensitive, and an ugly thought had lodged in her brain. She said, quietly: "Tom, I don't like that ieinark of yours at all. I wonder if it is possible that after our marriage von would attempt to coerce me in the least!" Tom was obstinate. It would have been better n t to have asked the questiou. He said: "A woman promises to obey when she marries." "Xot always; the word is fie quenlly left out of the marii.ige service, it. would lie ueiter icic out of ours.'" "Do you mean that you will not obey? asked he. looking at her curiously. "Just that." "A man is the head of the fami ly; it is a wife's duty to obey." "So I have heard. I never thought of marriage in this light before a bondage. It seems to me that a woman's freedom is somettiing not to be given up lightly. Tom, I don't believe I want to marry you, or auybody; why," with a sudden Hash of pas- you must know that. iiiinK a moment; it is not an unpardonable offense, is it?'' "I tell you it is not because of what you said," she reiterated. "It is because I know you do not love me, and that I am not at all sure that I love yon. ' Mr. Barclay s temper begau to rise again. He remarked: "This is a nice statement for a man to hear three weeks before his marriage." ' "Much nicer than it would be three weeks after," she retorted. "The invitations are not out; no one outside of our families knows that the day was set. I will take my finery," she added, with a smile, "and go to Italy. Take your ring, Tom, and say good-bye," drawing off the diamond. Mechanically Tom dropped the. circle into his pocket. Suddenly he took a step toward her, caught her in his arms, kissed her once, twice, three times, with all the passionof a man who loves, then, releasing her, turned and left the room, while Miss Murray, white and trembling, sank into her chair, hid her face and cried bitterly. Much to Elizabeth's surprise Mr Barclay made no attempt to see or course of human events it was natural and proper that we should get married! ' "Perhaps so,'' lie answered, quietly, and then the carriage stopped, the driver was at the door, aud Elizabeth was carried up to her room. It was an obstinate, ugly sprain, and held its victim a prisoner for six long weeks. The paity went to Alaska, leaving Mrs. Murray and her daughter at the hotel. As for Elizabeth, she was utter ly content ami happy during the period of invalidism that confined her to the house. What cared she for Alaska! Did she not have long talks with Tom every other evening! Elizabeth had been able to walk for a week. Her friends were due in two days on their return trip, and she and her mother were to join them and statt immediately for home. 31 r. Barclay asked the convnhs ceut 10 take a ride with him. He j was thirty one, FJiabeth twenty- live. Airs, jjiurray did rot llitnk a chapeivne necessary, neither did Tom: they went alone. They talked of the scehery,of her accident, aud then of the coming ''Oil RlHl ttlr llfll lln'r lrvt ltw ... -v,.., ...j ........... ..v. .... i word of hope before you go! You . mii-rime Ci 1 f I .1 1 m 1 1 PtHi .Vjilmiiinii speak to her again. She explained" """KJU'l"c','- iU'";''' where it was necessary: "3Ir. Barclay and I have chang ed our minds." A month later she and Aunt Clare were outward bound with sion, "if you did command upon me after our marriage I really le lieve L should hate you!" Tom rose, walked across the room, pushed aside the cuitain and looked out. The prospect was not pleasing, the sky was black and the driving sleet pelted againt the plate glass. He came back to wheie Miss 3rurray sat looking into the fire aud apparently lost in thought. "Elizabeth, I thought you loved me." "Did you? I thought so too, though I have been told often enough that I didn't.' "Who told you so."" "Mamma, for one. Aunt Clare for another. i ou see, mamma married papa for love when he was poor, and Aunt Clare's husband died before the honeymoon was over. She mourns him yet. They always said I didn't know the first principles of love; perhaps they were right." 3Ir. Barclay was never so thor- oiiL'hlv astonished in his life. He asked rather stillly: "Will you kindly state why you engaged youself to me!" "Well, Tom, I always liked you. We've known each other for years. Our families are intimate. What more natural than that you, the only son, audi, the only daughter, should marry! Besides," with a Xow it happened that Elizalieth little break in the clear voice, "un- Italy for their goal. The balance of the spring aud summer weie spent roaming from place to place Then one of those financial cy clones called a panic, swept over the "United States, and 3Iiss Mur ray and her aunt were called home. Thomas Barely, though a young man, was a large dealer in coffee, eas and spices. His was one of the dozen fiims that failed that autumn. Dishonest and innomin ate creditors had cost him one hundred thousand dollars. He cleared his stables, sold every inch of real estate, and, when his own creditors were paid dollar for dol lar, ,J r. Barclay had a clear con science, a stainless record and five thousand dollars in cash. He went west, and 3fiss 3Iurray heard no more of him. One .summer two years later, Elizabeth and her mother joined a party who were going to make a tour of the northwest, penetrati g even the wilds of Alaska before their leturn. It wan in Portland that Miss Murr.iv met with an accident, aud 1 treacherous banana peeling was 1 to blame for it. She had alone to make some small purchase. and, stepping on the deceitful peel, would have fallen headlong had not a gentleman just behind her caught her in his arms. Almost fainting with the pain of a badly sprained ankle Miss 3Inrray look ed into 3Ir. Barclay's gray eyes. "Tom 3Ir. Barclay!" she stam- were mistaken iu the old days. I always loved you. and now tlmr we have met again I cannot let you go out oi my life forever!" "If you always loved ni". whv have you been silent all thee years!" inquired Elizabeth. "Because I was stunned tha" night when I left you, realizing that by my own stupid blundering I lost you. I set myself to do a penance. I .said: 'I will wa t five years; if another wins her I shall know that sin; could never love me;, perhaps I shall never know her.' You know the rest. The crash came. I had to come west and begin over, t am not as rich as I was then, but there is every prospect that I shall Ik, and I know Beth, that money makes no difference. Icangiveyou every thing you want, even the dress maker, and indeed darling, t hut speech of mine was only the out come of bad temper and'' hesita tingly pernaps 1 understand a woman's iiiooiImi little better now than then. " Tiieie was a short silent", while Mr. Baiclay, having made his plea, waited for the verdict. At length Elizabeth said, softly; "Perhaps I loved you then, Tom I could never care for anyoii else. I always compared other men with you, to their dis idvantage. If you care to come, aft"r a time, I will be your wife. ' Out of an inner pocket Tom took a tiny morocco rise, and, opening it3Iiss 3Iurniy saw the soltaire that had been her eiigageiiifii: ring. 'I have alw.tv.s carried it with ..,..,! nMin.r Hir Hiinrncss that ""V - simply, Mc uisc ' " , .. ,, . 1 you had worn it. ' enough to understand that 10m was asking anxiously: "Are yon hurt!" "3Iy ankle is sprained," she said with white lips. A gentleman offered his assis tance, and Elizabeth was taken to Somehow the tears spruit: into Elizabeth's eyes when h slippeu it on her finger. 31 rs Murray was not at all sur prised when her daughter announc ed with several blushes that she was going to marry Thomas Barclay. "I always thought you would." llmlv. 0111 we t east her home. after his bride. They are happier In spite of the pain3Iiss Vurray t,au rj,ey wou-,i i,ave t)een wjtu conld not he'p looking at the man out that quarrel, a blending of whowas to have boon her husband, cemedy and high tragedy, but it That indivilui'. met her eves and does not follow that anyone should -Hv J?0 !iml likewise. tii nnamct tnri. while Tom called a canto and then accompanied thjlajy pliW i"1' UVU " V -! ill J J i rH ''I I - P-rn, v&- 3t.T A. S. twsfyi!& raaJasaga--3iiBii