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

"Hu lEC OlueT .idTlldIy clOSeu. II
became aware of the rushing into b
arms of a person of about the size
his wife, and justly guessed to be het
and the cries of two children which b
rather thought were familiar to his ear
For the boys, when they saw the
father all battered and bruised, set u
a yelling, and retreat.
You Rom you Reme!' cried th,
indignant mother, laughing the while
If you don't stop that crying ant
making out like you don't know you
father, III skin you alive! Com,
back here, and if you as much a
whimper, III pull off all of then
ribbons, strip you to your shirts, an,
put you to bed without mouthful o
your supper J
They came back, did those boys.
Look ut him, sirs Don't tell M,
you don't know him. Who is it?
'Pappy,' said Rom, Oh venture
followed by Rene.
And amt he the grandest man a.
living p
'Eth'm,' said Rom.
'Eth'm,' said Rene.
Now git behind thar, and les al
march in
And we did march in,' said Mr.
Bill afterward-'me and Car'line and
Rene, Rom; and as we was a-march.
in along, | felt-blamed if didn t.
like King William at the head of his
ar mics
Miles Bunkly had become too fond
of his 'molloncholy' TO let it depart
entirely but its severest pains sub
sided IN spite of him, now that
the rival who had been preferred to
him had justified the preference.
My respects Of William Williams,
be would often say, 'is that, that it
reconcile me and do my molloncholy
good that he's the husband and the
protector. as it were, of-well, eff l
should name the name, it would be
Car'ine Tbigpen that were
For some weeks Immediately follow
ing the day of the fight he had been
observed, from time TO time, in the
intervals Of other business, engaged
with work seeming to take much
painstaking, the result Of which will
Immediately appear. One morning
Mr.. Bill, standing in his door, called
TO his wife
Come here, Car'line, quick Who
and what can them be yonder a-com-
in up to the gate? Somebody, pear
like a-leadin' of a par o'dogs hitched to
q Vaughn
Mrs. Williams. looking intently at
the comers, cried
It's brother leading OF par O.
calves yoked to little cart
She was right
Good gracious, brother"
But Allen paid not the slightest at
tcntion to his sister, not even saying
goodmorning.
Here, Rom here Rene (hls bust.
ness being with tbem), here's pres
ent for you from Miles Bunkly ; and
he in particular charge me to tell you,
and which eff you weren't old enough
yit TO have sense enough, 'twouldn't
he long before you would be to un-
dcrstan' sich langwidges, that his re-
spects Of your father was that, that be
sent you the follerin keart and steers,
and which be made the keart
with his own hands, the paintin' and
all, and likewise broke the steers. and
which they're jest six months old TO-
day, and which you moutn't believe
it, but they are twin calves, them
steers is, of his old cow Speckle-face,
and which he says is the best and
walliblest COW he ever posessioned,
and which them was the very words
he said
Then turning to his sister and
brotber-in-law, he said, 'Mawnin', sis
ter Car'line; mawnn'. Bill
Mr.. Bill roared with laughter; Mrs.
Bill shed tears in silence, both in their
unbounded gratitude.
And twins at that = said Mr.. Bill,
jes' like Rom and Rene = An idea
struck him as with the suddenness OF
inspiration.
Allen, he asked, vaguely, does you
know the names o. them steers p
No, Bill Miles didn't
Makes no odds ef he did. ] names
them steers; and you see they're adj
zactly alike, exceptin' that that one in
the lead got the roundest-a leetle the
roundest-blaze in the forrard' Go
ing slowly to the latter, and laying bis
hand upon his head, he said, This
here steer here is name Micrlus' Then
walking slowly down around the cart
and up to the other, he laid his hand
upon his head, saying, This here steer
here is name Bunkcrlus.'
Then he took bis boys, lifted then
into the cart, contemplated all with {
satisfaction that had no bottom to it
then waved his hand in preparation
for harangue that few other thing
could have prevented than that whicl
Immediately transpired, Miles Bunkl,
himself appeared ut the gate, and walk
ed in his face wrenthed in mclanchol,
smiles
why, Miles, you bles scd cver'astin
old fcllowl' exclaimed Mr.. Bill.
They were people too honest ant
plain to feel any embarrassment. Tn
generous donor at once took the car
lines into his hands, and led the pre-
cession several times about the var
and the lot, ns innocent and in man
respects ns much child as those o
whom he bad bestowed his gift. Th
ardor Of Mr.. Bill could not be subduc
as he looked upon the scene. Tear
like those in his wife's eyes came int
his own, and he said, softly, to her an
TO Allen:
i never spected to live to see sich
skene and sich event Thar the
goes, Romcrlus Williams, and Rene
/ lus Williams and Mcrlus-ahem !
: Williams, and Bunkerlus William
r and Miles Bunkly hisself, and the kea
. and all and III channclge, ! don't "a