The Butler weekly times. (Butler, Mo.) 1881-1918, 1898-04-21
TIE FOUNDING Or MATANZAs.

who led very merry life, taking no
thought Of thu morrow; and since TO
run in debt without having the
means to pay is the sure road to the
poor house, in very short time our
hero was left with nothing he could
call bis own but thirty days in the
month, and With nothing to exercise
his teeth upon but his nails. So
that little by little he fell into such
state Of detection that he would
allow his wife TO beat him and ais
children to abuse him when he re-
turned home at night empty handed,
without uttering a word in protest.
Finally, he grew tired of his life,
and, borrowing rope from one of
his cronies, he went into fisld to
hang himself.
Having fastened one end Of the
rope to an olive tree, he was about
to put the other around his neck,
when there appeared hsfors him
dwarf, attred in friar's robe and
cowl, who said to him quietly:
What is that you are going to do,
my good mani"
Can not your Worship Sea what
1 am going to do? To hang myself"
he answered.
so you, Christian, are going to
do what Judas did? Stop; that isn't
right. Take this purse, which is
never empty, and relieve your neces
sites
Taking the purse from the dwarI's
hand, Uncle Curro, for such was our
hero rame, took dollar out of it,
and tnen another ana another, until
he Sd that, like the words coming
out Of woman's mouth, there seem
ed to be no end to them. Seeing
which, he united the rope from the
tree, rolled it up, and started for
hons On the road there was a
taye n. which he entered, and, call
ing fer the best the houss could
affor1 in meat aud drink, he paid
the score on the spot, for the tavern
keeper, knowing him of old, would
not trust him to so large an amount,
and he ate and ate, aud drank and
drank, until finally be fell off his
chair and rolled under the table.
The tavern-keeper, who had seen
that the purse from which Uncle
Curro had taken the monsy remained
as full as before, told his wife to
make another purse like it, and when
this was done he took Uncle Curro's
purse from his pocket and put in it's
place the one his wife had made.
When Uncle Curro awoks he set
out again for homs, as merry as a
cricket
"Rejoice!" he cried to bis wife and
children, Here II Money IN plenty
our days of poverty are over"
He put his hand into his pocket,
and took it out again-empty; he
put it in again, and again he took it
out empty. When his wife saw this
she was so enraged that she gave
him blow that sent him spinning
More detected than ever, Uncle
Curro sgain got the rope, and went
once more into the fields to hang
himself. Arrived at the same spot
as before, he was proceeding to tie
the rope to a branch of the same
tree when he heard a voice near by
saying:
What is that you are going to do,
good mani" and lifting up his eyes
he saw before him the dwarf, seated
astride branch of the olive tree.
ITO hang myself like a string of |
garlic from kitchen rafter," answer
ed Uncls Cuiro, very coolly. |
$50 you have lost your patience
again?' said the dwarf.
And no WONDER" replied Uncle |
Curro, when l have nothing to eat"
THAT is your own fault, entirely |
your own fault But never mind. |
Come hers Take this table cloth,
and so long as you keep it in your
possession you shall never want (,
something to eat
So saying the dwsrf banded Uncle
Curro a fabla cloth ord tbao J;eao |