San Antonio Daily Light (San Antonio, Tex.), Vol. 17, No. 237, Ed. 1 Tuesday, September 14, 1897 Page: 4 of 8
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Clairette Soap is a wash aay necessity—an every day need. The means by
which a woman can lighten her burden of care. A dirt destroyer of the
highest merit a time and money saver with the highest reputation. Haw
you tried Clairettc? The N. K. Fairbank Company St. Louis.
The Datfg Utqftf
TUESDAY. SEPTEMBER 14 1897
ANGRY FOR THIRTY YEARS.
Became Hla Wife Sewed the Wroaf
Button on Hie Veet.
Because Mrs. Marion W. Hatton threw
a stool at him and eewed a pants button
on his vest nearly 30 years ago Theo-
dore Hatton wants an absolute divorce
says the Syracuse (N. Y.) Herald. The
action is brought in the state of Hlincis
and evidence is being taken in this city
both for the plaintiff and the defendant.
The parties are well advanced down the
toboggan of time the defendant being
upward of 50 years old and the plaintiff
at least as aged.
There are some interesting things
about the case. Until about 1872 the
Hattons lived near Amboy supposedly
happy as all married people are to be
considered until they reach the courts.
One day the plaintiff after a quarrel
with his wife which neither claim was
regarded-more than a trivial matter left
his home and went west. He was heard
from at various times tout no contribu-
tions te the support of his wife and
child were received.
A short time ago Mrs. Hatton heard
that her husband had brought suit for
divorce and that judgment was about
to be entered by default. The matter
looked irregular as Mrs. Hatton had
never she says received a service of the
{papers or an intimation of the litiga-
tion until informed by an acquaintance.
An answer was put in denying the
charges made and alleging the facts as
Mrs. Hatton and the people about Am-
boy remember them. It is said that
Hatton since living in Chicago his
present residence has accumulated
some property.
LINCOLN'S MOTHER'S GRAVE.
A Lonely Tomb on • Wooded Hill In
Indiana.
The recent communication between
President McKinley and Gov. Mount
in whieh the former called the attention
of the latter to the neglected grave of
Nancy Hanks mother of Abraham Lin-
coln has attracted attention from all
over the country to the grave. It is
located on a hill of gradual ascent and
is right in the middle of the woods
about a mile from Lincoln City a little
station on the Air Lino road in Spencer
county Ind. It is inclosed by an iron
fence which separates it from a num-
ber of other graves around it and has
a neat headstone which gives the name
age etc. of the occupant. An inscrip-
tion also says: “Erected by a Friend
of Her Martyred Son 1879.” It is com-
paratively isolated and any improve-
ment made in its surroundings would
not prove of any great value.
In order to fittingly honor the dead
the people of that vicinity suggest that
the remains be taken up by the state
and reinterred at Indianapolis or that
the United States reinter them in some
national cemetery. A $lOOO shaft could
be placed over it where it now stands
and ten persons in a year would not see
it unless they made a special trip there.
NEW WESTERN IDEA.
Girl* Who Give Gold Modell of Their
Little Finders.
“Do little girls here give gold models
of their little fingers to their fiances?”
asked the western girl of the Gothamite
reports the New York Sun.
“Heaven no!” answered the Gotham-
ite. “It seems to me that that is a rather
grewsome souvenir.”
“Not at all” answered the western
girl. “It is decidedly dainty and I’m
a little surprised that New York is so
far behind the times. The fad started
in this way: When the daughter of one
of our big western politicians was six
months old he had a model of her little
finger cast in gold. Around the little
dimpled digit is a ring of turquoise
which is her birthstone and it makes a
lovely charm for her betrothed's watch-
chain. He valued it so much that it set
other men to thinking and the result
is that as soon as a girl wraps one of
these chaps around her little finger suf-
ficiently for a proposal to follow he im-
mediately insists upon a gold facsimile
of the flesh and blood original. It is a
pretty conceit and is being followed
by every westerner who is in subjection
to somebody’s little linger.”
OimUABLE EDITION
LOTTERY
Santo Domingo
Grand Drawing
Sept 14th.
Buy your Tickets from
Tom B Johnson
Ribche’s Cigar Store
II witt’s Cigar Store.
Next Drawing
MEXICAN
LOTTERY
TAKES PLACE
Sept 23
Secure your Tickets from
Tom B. Johnson
Rische’s Cigar Store
Hewitt’s Cigar Store.
Island
Lottery
Draws
Oct Ist
Tickets
at Louis’
Book Store
521 E. Hous=
ton Street.
GILLIAB MOON’S SPECULATION.
By E. 8. GRANT.
[Copj right 1897. by the Author.]
The evening sunlight slanting
athwart the waters glistened like a
thousand flakes of silver but down in
the shadow of the mountains with the
beetling crags and the tangled leather
wood brakes along the banks Kanawha
river looked but what it was—a wild
rough stream half muddy and half
clear from the nature of its tributaries
the New river and the Granley which
flow into each other about two miles
above the falls. Its surface looks
smooth enough but it possesses an un-
dercurrent as swift as a whirlpool. Gil-
liad Moon brought his small boat down
on the muddy side and when 1Y» reach-
ed a certain briery landing he pulled
ashore and hid his boat among the iron
weeds which grew to the water's edge.
Then followed by his dogs he walked
up the path which led to bis house un-
der the threatening rocks of the moun-
tain. There was to be a war in his
house. One by one his 12 children had
scattered about and died. Only Laney
was left and Gilliad was fond of her.
She was preparing his meager supper of
fried fish and griddle cakes. She was a
pretty girl or would have been pretty
if tidy. She wore a short cotton dress
turned up over a striped balmoral after
the fashion of the Scotch fishwives
only her clothes were dull and shabby
in coloring and texture and there was
an utter absence of the picturesque. She
was thin and pale and a frown of dis-
content an unusual thing for Laney
darkened her face. Gilliad entered the
open door and placing his gun across
the wooden pegs on the wall flung
down before the girl a huge spotted
wildcat. "Thar ”be said. "See thet
varmrat gaP Waal tbet’ll fetch a clean
two dollar so git yer stumps clar’ed
erway an hope rae skin im. ”
“Ewh!" ejaculated Laney ‘An
thet’s her critter I hearn ther dorgs
arter?’'
The slim yellow cur and the bob
tailed plug eared bulldog faithful fol-
lowers of their master wagged heads
and strutted about as if conscious of a
victory
The man took his knives and whet-
stone from a box and went to the door
stone where he seated himself to sharp-
en them.
Laney fried the griddle cakes and
the pungent odor of the bacon rind
with which she greased the skillet
floated out upon the evening air and
mingled with the dampness from the
dripping rocks above the bouse
“Did ye bear anything erbout ther
party at Shady?" asked Laney as she
set tbe one cracked plate upon the table
and motioned for Gilliad to eat
“Naw an I diciu ax nothin erbout
er'' ne replied
"Taddy Greeu eira-connn furtertek
me up thar in his dugout." said the
girl. “But I kain tgo ‘thout no shews. ”
“Ye kin stay et home thout em.
then” said Gilliad.
Laney flashed an angry glance at him
from beneath her frousy hair She
looked up the river and saw the white
buildings of the hotel and store gleam-
ing in the evening sun. If she only bad
some money she could purchase shoes
from the store on her way to Shady in
the dugout and she would be as well
equipped for tbe "shindig" as the city
girls were for the gay balls at the hotel
At least she would be satisfied.
Laney watched the cloud of mist float
up from the rivers where they came
together and dashed and broke into
spray over the falls. She was silent a
moment. Then as she turned to the
work of skinning the wildcat she said
firmly:
"I air a-goiu ter ther party an ye
ort ’er gin me a par o' shews er money
ter git ’em with. ’’
"I ort ort I?" responded her father
as he slashed his long knife through the
tough hide which Laney held.
"I dunno why ye kain’t pappy” she
said and the tears gathered in ner dull
eyes.
She had never been refused before be-
cause she had never made such a request
“Ye dunno eh?" sneered the old man.
"Waal ef ye tell me wbar ter git it.
I’ll gin it ter yer. ’’
"Out o’thet box thar." said Laney
boldly
"It bee got nothin whutsumever in
it” snapped the man. “an I warn ye
“ Ye she devil.'” he hissed.
not tet go rummagin in no box o' mine
D’ye hear?’
‘Ei that ain't nothiu in it. what <
bekem o’ ther money that were in
them inginearer’s puck its?" asked the
girl.
“Who sed thar was enny?”
“I do. I seed it with my own eyes es
I stud on ther cliff an seed yer drug ’im
up ’mongst ther stick weeds an I seed
ye tek ther wallut outin his puckit an
count ther money an then ye kivered
it up wit' sand afore ever ye let on
thet ye’d found ’im. "
There was a startled wicked gleam
in old Gilliad’s eyes.
“Ye she devil!" he hissed. "Ye lean
faced huzzy!"
He let tbe dead cat fall to the floor
and raised the bloody knife menacingly
at her. Ho glared from his deep set eyes
with their grizzled lashes like a maniac.
Laney crouched at his feet. Her un-
kempt hair glistened in tho firelight. A
moment lie stood over her with the
dripping knife. His stiff white hair and
long beard bristled his humped shoul-
ders were drawn back and his horny
hand threatened her life.
Up in the mountains deep in its re-
cess of gray rocks fringed around by
lichens and high grass that crinkled and
dried in the wind is an Indian spring.
The water is deadly poison. An old
story relates that a tribe there paused
in their march in all the glory of sav-
age war paint bent upon the destruction
of a nobler race and gazed and drank
and died. The venom in Gilliad Moon’s
eyes was as deadly as the waters of the
mountain spring Laney cowered before
it and crouched upon her bare feet.
While he stood there a thought came to
him that of all the poor creatures with
whom his life had been linked here was
tbe dearest He was about to strike
down the only living thing that he
loved. Gilliad .Moon had saved himself
from developing into a veritable human
vampire by that very love for Laney.
Strike her? No! He had never yet laid
his rough hand upon her in anger His
arm dropped to his side
"Ef ye uvver do watch me again”
he said with a quavering voice “ef ye
uvver do. I’ll lay hands on ye shore.
I’ll t’ar ye inter threads o’ whit leather
an feed ye ter the devil’s buntin dorg. ”
The old man’s face settled into its
stolid scowl and he resumed his work.
The two dogs stood by snapping occa-
sionally at each other and greedy for
the blood The knife glittered as he
flashed it before tbe fire.
"1 know d ye bed money " said
Laney sullenly ' "Taddy Green sed es
how ther iuginearer showed a pile o'
money ter some un et ther falls ther
varry day he was drownded. '
"Thadeous Green gut thet money
then et he knows so much erbout it"
said Gilliad
“I seed ye git it" persisted Laney
"an ef ye don gin me 'nuff fur a par
o’ shews I’ll tell on ye. ”
“Ye dassent ” said Gilliad with an
ugly smile "What d’ve want wit’
ouwa tun) uuw i I 8 UQWCr hev tuuj
yit. They’ll confine yer feet so’s ye
kain’t walk."
She tossed her head and sneered at
his arguments The frown on her face
grew darker
“Ye kin do es ye air a min ter
pappy but ef yer want me ter stay here
et home an dredge fur ye es I hes did
sence mammy died ye’ll hev ter shew
me. 1 air too iig er gal ter be goin
bar’foot afore blks.”
"Stay at hone “said tbe old man
sullenly “Kau’t blame ye ef ye go
bar’foot et homi ”
"I’ll leave y? an hire out like a
nigger ” said Laiey "I nuvver did hev
a height fur ter ay close wit’ an I air
jis' tired o dredpu fur nothin. "
“Ye air got er head turned ther
wraug way like a whoot owl’s scart
out o’ his hole in her daytime. Ye air
a thinkin ter pat-rn arter them hum
backed gals what omes ter ther hotel
an ye min me. I sv ef I ketches ye a
doin ennythiu furhem er up thar fur
enny cause whutstaever in the least
I’ll git me a buucin’ rope an larrup ye
uvvery step ter th caben. Ye bear?
Now ye min me ef j want a home. Ef
ye don' want no hoe here jis’ light
out es soon es ye a a min ter. Ye
don’ hope me narry tight Me an ther
dorgs kin git on fine bout ye. ”
Gilliad Moon then alked out of the
bouse.
Laney squatted by e fire where she
had held the carcasof the wildcat
rested her chin in her in ds and looked
out at the evening sky Her thin face
seemed to grow longeri the twilight.
Her eyes brightened anbrimmed over
and the tears rained dtu her cheeks.
She heard her father’s itsteps descend
the hardened path and© away in tbe
distance. She shudder. Then she
noiselessly crept toward e greasy old
box in the corner.
It was not all stolenoney in the
box Since she was a litl girl Gilliad
had been contributing tets contents.
She would not have tefied one of
those shiny coins or notes
she had seen from tbe c for all the
world put together The t o f tbe box
had served in turn as waa a nd meat
block bread board and khen table.
It was now piled with a )D( ] egcr jp t
heap of rubbish and the tn o f ft WM
fastened firmly with a ru padlock.
But with the opportunityft ma kes
the thief. Laney had cut leather
hinges on the lid. and she Miffed it
At the bottom of the bo: e found
an old yarn sock—colored ie when
her mother lived and set a pot
and stowed awav in the I was
To be Continued
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LAWYER
203 MAIN ST. DALLAS TEX.
General Attorney Texas Pre#
Association. 7-12-
W. G. WAGNER
DEALER IN
Fresh Beef Mutton Pork Sausage Etc. Etc*
MARKET—Corner Leal and San Mar-
cos streets.
Delivery to any part of the city.
FRANK J. BEITEL
Dealer In all kinds of Texas IzmsMm*
and Finishing
LUMB9R
Doors. Sash Blinds Moulding S’-’e.
glee Fencing Laths and Builde> ’
Hardware. Have also a number ox
choice lots for sale on West Commerce
West Houston and Zavalla streets
near I. & G. N. depot at 1250. $3OO 3350
MOO and 3600 on which I will build
House" furnish material and make
terms. One-third cash and balance on
time at 8 per cent Also houses and
lots In other parts of the city for sals
on same terms.
Office and yards at International de-
pot San Antonio and at Kerrville
Texas.
A.I BE 1 TE L MANAGED
BUSINESSDIRECTORY
HOTELS.
MENGER HOTEL. H. D. KAM9*-
MANN Proprietor.
TRANSFER LINES.
MERCHANTS TRANSFER CO (In-
corporated) 512 Dolorosa street. Tel-
ephone No. 359.
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