Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1882-06-14

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as that ondone. Why, Sarann kicket
, me three times ham runnin'; but
told her every time she done it tina
sich talk as that didn't phaze me
That's women, Miles. Them's thel
WAYS. They amt a-goin' to let fel
low know, not at the first otf-start
that they goin' to have him. | DOM
know what it's for, 'ithout it's Jei
natchelly to try to git the whlp-hant
of him at the start. It's the natche
instinc of the woman sect. You GO
back to Car'line Thigpen, and don't lei
on that you member anything about
her kickin' of you, and that you ain''
even phazed by it. You're sorter slow,
old feilow-that is, in sich motions
but Car'line Thigpen got too much
sense to give up sich chance
Mother person, Abom, replied Miles,
most mournfully-"nother person, ol
the male sect
Who's he?'
William Williams
who? Bill Williams p exclaimed
Mr.. Grice, in establishment and disgust.
That's the name of the name, Abom.
well, Miles Bunkly, ef you can't
whip out Bill Williams. even with his
Dukesborough ways be got by livln'
in town six months, all | got to say is
you ought to git kicked by yoke o.
steers, and run over by the keart in
the bargain.
Such and similar remonstrances were
Intellectual to make Mr.. Bunkly con-
tinue the contest. He retired at once,
leaving the field to his rival. At the
wedding, though he did not join IN the
dance. nor even in the plays, yet he
partook sufficiently, it was thought, OF
meats, cakes, and syllabub. Mr.. Bill
and Miss Caroline, her brother Allen
and his young bride Betsann, were
specially attentive to his wants He
Welded with profound sadness to their
persistent offerings of good things, and
the more syllabub he took, the mourn
fuller grew his department. To several
persons, mainly elderly, he said during
the evening that it was the mollon-
choliest of all days to him.
'Yit, furthersomemore,' ne would
add. with touching unselfishness, 'ef
her Who is now Missis Car'line Will
liams. and who were Miss Car'lne
Tbigpen, be it her or be it hern, ef her
or them might ever want for anything
which it might be her and their good
rights or their desires, and ef then I'm
a-llvin'-providiDg, you understand,
Pm a-livin'-they shall have 1t, Ell It's
in my retch.'
Some four years passed. Mr.. Bunk
Iy, though plunged in his dear melan-
choly, yet attending punctually to his
business in a gloomy, slow, sure way,
made good crops, sold at good times,
added to his land and plantation stock,
and claiming tc despise wealth, heaped
it up more and more, as if to show,
evidently, how vain are earthly goods
for the happiness of man In whose
breast is an incurable wound.
Mr. Bill Williams was getting along
too, better than had been expected and
Much Of the exuberant
contracted by several months
residence in town had subsided in these
four years of living with a wife Ia set
tied 'oman, he styled herr who was
probably the most industrious woman
in the neighborhood. He well knew
that everybody believed Miss Thigpen
to have made mistake in preierring
himself to Miles Bunkly, and he had
said to himself at the beginning Of his
coniuoal career that he should take
it upon himself to convince the world
that it was mistaken. When his twin
sons. Romerlus and Remerlus, were
born and named, he felt that he was
making reasonable Roadway on that
ambitious road. Then be too had add
ed somewhat to his estate, and his
wife, famous weaver, had picked up
many dollar by her extra work. They
did not rise as rapidly as Miles, but
Miles remained but one, while Mr..
Bill, so to speak, had been two, and
now he was four. People can not Ig-
more figures in such calculations, es-
pecially when they represent mouths
Never mind, thought Mr.. Bill-never
mind. Thus the contemplation OF a
former rival, with whom, however, he
was on the friendliest of terms, spnrred
a nature that otherwise might have
been wanting in the energy becoming
the head Of family. The coming ol
the twins heightened, strengthened,
and sharpened this spur wonderfully:
Only one thing interfered with the
happiness Of that rising family, anc
that was becoming serious. 1t would
sting the wife painfully sometimes
when she would hear Of the practica
Jokes put upon her husband, who hat
become rather liable thereto by wha
had been considered in the nelghbor
hood bis too great forwardness 0
speech and other department. To-
great n talker, az from the very l1rs
she had told him he was, she woul'
tell him further that a man who go
| INTO BcThpe5 OuShI w beb '"' W
In these four years he had sobere'
much under that benign influence. 1e
when man has once been the butt 0
a neighborbood ridicule, it require
time to release him even when he ha
ceased to deserve it, Sometimes
seems that the only way to obtal
such release il to fight for it. Ina
exigency, in the opinion Of Mrs. WI
liams, had now arrived.
One night, when the children ha
been put TO bed, she said, william
you've got to whip somebody
She spoke pointedly.
Mr.. Bill looked behind him at I'll
trundle-bed, and asked himself, 'Is
Rom, or is it Rene"
Nary one,' was the audible answe
It's somebody bigger'n them, hard
to whip, and more deservln' OF It,
Then Mr.. Bill peercd through II