The courier. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1894-1903, January 19, 1901, Page 10, Image 10

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    THE COURIER.
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LITTLE CHILDREN OF THE HILLS THE PARTITION OK MR. HYKES.
II.
llV AlABTllA 1'IKKUK.
For The Courier
Alfred came out of the hills at a reck
less pace, and struck into the road that
led down the valley at a swinging gal
lop. A queer, even outlandish little fig
ure his tnufit have seemed to a stranger.
Ho wore a cap, made after his own de
sign, of wild-cat skin with the fur out
and artistically decorated with turkey
feathers. His coat, three sizes too large
streamed tatters in the wind. A pair of
over-alls that had once been blue wen
thrust into a pair of shoes, improvised
from some ranchman's cast-on" rubber
boots, by the simple device of cutting
away the tops. The little brown horse
was appropriately shaggy and wild
eyed, but sn small and thin that the
heavy chain bridle he wore, was absurd.
Alfred peering eagerly down the long
Talley road, descried, coming, a man on
a bony white horse, leading a pack-pony
The boy's round, greasy, cheerful face,
grew even more cheerful. He Btood in
his stirrups and waved his hand.
"Hullo! Daddy!" he cried as the man
approached. "What luck?" The trap
per who was also this child's father made
no reply. When they met he merely
grunted. But Alfred remained happy.
They understood each other these two.
The trapper was more repulsive than
his son. He had all the boy's ragged
ness and dirtiness and semi-ferocity,
without the saving salt of youth and its
concomitants, buoyancy and irresponsi
bility. All decent men who lived in
houses and reared their childred like
unto other men's, hated him, because
he chose to live like the animals he
hunted, and trained his child as if he
bad been a dog, to hunt well, and to
love the out-of-doors.
They camped this evening under a
steep westward rising slope, with a con
venient gulch at the bottom, for the
raw wind was east, and a drizzle of rain
tell as daylight went. Because of the
drizzle they attempted no fire, but ate
for supper the thick slices of bread and
butter and the pieces of pie, a warm
hearted ranch woman had given to Al
fred, at arm's length to be sure, with
the fence between them, and with ad
monitions upon the evil of carrying live
snakes in one's pockets. For Alfred's
father among Mb other eccentricities
cherished a fondness for pet BDakes, and
Alfred followed in his footsteps, and
thereby lost many a warm meal in a
clean kitchen.
After supper the trapper smoked and
Alfred stole away, returning presently
with his latest acquisition, a small,
vicious-looking young coyote. A strong
collar and chain bespoke the eternal
vigilance nt Alfred.
Strange to say, the wild thing seemed
to feel his kinship with the wild child,
and nestled in his arms, though snarl
ing savagely at any attempt of the old
trapper to lay so much as a finger upon
its Eoft, fuzzy, gray fur. Alfred amus
ed himself until darkness completely
closed down, in a vain effort to teach
the little wild creature to sit upon its
hind feet, as ho had once seen Jamie
Dorr's dog do, at the Dorr ranch. Then
when it was dark, he put him in his
own place, rolled himself in his blanket,
close under the hill and slept sweetly
until the day. He never knew that the
silly woman who had given him the
bread, sighed over a certain motherless,
and as eho thought, woree than father
lees boy, while she tucked her own
children into their white beds. And if
he bad dreams they were not of a moth
er's tender hands, or a house home, but
of the hunting and of wild '-ee gallops
among the wind swept hills.
Delia, our Southern importation, was
at her duties when I went into the
kitchen. A married friend, living in
New York, at what Delia called "One-Hundied-abd-Fifty-seventh
Avenue,"
had invited our cook to pay her a visit.
She accosted me with a shake of her
woolly head:
"MiB8 Kufe, w'ilo ah'iu in Noo Yawk,
Ma'y she wants ah should go t' a doc
tah 'bout mad toef."
"Well, Delia," said I, "why not?
You've been planning to have them
pulled."
Suddenly a gloomy black face was
turned upon me: "Ah don' know."
She gazed across the table, uncertain as
to whether she should proceed: "Ah
don' know. Ye Bee Miss Kufe" an
other pause and appealing glance
"they's doc'ahs V they's studiums. Ah
might eel int' a studium'e oilice."
"A studium?" I repeated dully.
"Yaas, m. Donche know? Ye has
t' be a studium 'fore ye kin bo a doctab."
"Oh,"IaEsented.
"An' ye cain't tell 'em. Looks jes
like doctahs. Acts jes like doc talis.
GotB bottleB round, V chairs 'n' tables,
jes like doctahs. But Miss Kufe" in
a burst of horror " thofs studiums,
they kills ye."
"Oh no!" I feebly gasped.
"Yaas, m. Down t' my home, down
t' 'Gusta, they cut Mr. William Hykes
all up."
"Well." I urged, "wasn't Mr. William
Hykes dead?"
"Yaas, 'ra," Bomewhat reluctantly.
"An,' othah times, they kills 'em. Once
they was a studium, an' he was fixin' t'
kill a man 'at was goin' ovah a bridge.
An' th man he says" (in a sepulchral
chant:) "'Be suah yc kill vie dead. lie
suah ye kill me dead.1 An' th" studium
he was scairt, 'n' he run away. Mob'
times" (in a brisker tone) "they kills
em.'
"Oh no," I foolishly insisted. "Why,
no. If they did Delia, they would be
hanged."
"Mot down t my home; not down t'
'Gusta," said she. "It's this way, Miss
Rufe: they has V kill 'em, orless they
cain't be a doctab. They kills "em 'n'
cuts 'em up."
So was revealed to me the medical
test of courage. If they cannot "cut
'em up," they show too poor a spirit for
a future physician.
"Against ignorance the gods tight in
vain." I cast about in my mind for
arguments that should convince.
"But, Delia," 1 finally repeated,
"don't you know that would be murder?
And murderers woula be hanged."
She extended a pitying eniile to my
inexperience. "Not down t' my home,"
the soft drawl persisted; "Not down t'
'Gusta. They cut Mr. William Hykes
all up."
I was dumb. I had no powers of per
suasion to controvert that fact of the
dismemberment of Mr. William Hykes.
Ruth Hall, in Harpers Monthly.
The COURIER
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when he entered the senate.
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THEATRIGAfo.
THE OLIVER.
Several features of more than ordin
ary interest combine to make the at
traction coming to the Oliver Theatre
this eveniDg of mare than ordinary in
terest. Two novel plas will be pre
sented; they are by David Belascn, and
they signalize the reappearance of Chas.
E. Evans on our local etage. The eve
ning's entertainment will open with
"Madam Butterfly" the beautiful little
Jupaneeo play which was the talk of
New York and London last season. In
the second play Mr. Evans is the title
character, "Naughty Anthony," and is
even funnier than in the days of "A
Parlor Match."
office.
THE FUNKE.
Everybody who enjoys seeing the od
dities of life clearly depictod and its
deeper passions carefully portrayed, in
short, all who enjoy a thoroughly good
play and who does not will be glad to
learn that "Blue Jeans," Joseph Arth
ur's world famous comedy drama of
rural Indiana life, will be at the Funke
Opera House this afternojn and eve
ning. Its first production in New York
marked an epoch in the American stage,
and to this da. the dramatists and
stage mechanics have not between them,
evolved a piece of realism to equal its
famouB saw mill scene. So carefully
was this worked out that it bears no
sign of staginess or feeble imitation, but
looks and is the real thing, true to life
in every detail. The play is entertain
ing throughout, the company a good one
and the scenic effects elaborate.
First Pub. Jau. 193.
Notice of Probate.
Iu the county court of Lancaster county Nt-.
braska E 1517.
The state of Nebraska, to the heirs at la
children and next of kin, of Stew aril Sapiwii
lielU deceased and to his devisees and legate -and
to any other persons Interested in sai.i
matter or in his estate.
You arc hereby notified, that sui instrument
purporting to be the last will and testament am.
codicil thereto of Steward SapjenHeId deceasnt
is. on tile iu said court, and al-o a ltetitioi
praying for the probate of said instrument, an.i
for the appointment of Mary SapienfleUl In
widow as executrix. That on the loth day .
February 1!UI, at ten o'clock A.M.. said i'ti
tion and the proof of the execution of said in
strument will be heard, and that if you do in.
then appear and content, said court may piobaii
and record said will and codicil and grant ail
ministration of the estate to Mary SapiieiitlcM
as executrix. Notice whereof is ordered pub
lished for three weeks successively in The ("our
ier of Lincoln, Nebraska, prior to said hearing
Witness my hand and the seal lbth day if
January. l'l.
SEAL. FllANK K.VtATEILs.
County Judge.
Uy Walter A. LeksE, Clerk County Court
First Pub. Jau. IW 3
Notice of Petition for Letters.
In the county court of Lancaster county, Ne
braska E 1515
In re estate of George P.Uotterill, deceased.
The State of Nebraska, to the children, heirs
at law and next of kin of George P. Hotterill
deceased (sometime known as and calks!
George P. Botterrell late of Santa Ana. Cali
fornia: and of William Hugh Hotterill. deceas
ed and to all other persons interesteu in then
estates.
Take notice that a petition signed by Sarah
Botterill, widow of of said George P. Hotterill
praying said court to grant letters of adminis
tration of said estate of George P- Hotterill de
eased, to O.P.Polk.has been tiled in said court
that the same is setfor hearing on the I'Jth da
of February, 1901, at ten o'clock A. M anil
that if you do not then appear and contest, saul
court may grant administration of the saiil
ehtate as prayed for.
Notice of this proceeding has been ordered
published three weeks successively in Tin
Courier of Lincoln, Nebraska, prior to sanl
hearing.
Witness mv hand and the seal of said court
this ISth day of Januaiy A. D. 1901.
(seal.) Frank R. Waters.
County Judge
Hy Walter A. Leesc
Clerk County Court.
UNDER THE DIRECTION OF
0.URJW0RD5 F. C. ZEHRUNG
Corner 13th and P. Phone 351
OPOKIGMOV-A Great Double Bill.
Announces the favorite comedian,
In his farcical comedy,
HUVtap'TN ftHTH0ft I
4 months at Herald Sq. theatre.
Preceded by David Belasco's dramatization of John Luther
Long's charming Japanese story,
MADAME BUTTERFLY.
3 months at Duke of York theatre, London.
Prices 25c, 50c, 75c, $1.00 and $1.50.
FXXIVKK
UNDER THE DIRECTION OF
0 J. WRD JMD F. C. ZEHRURG
COR. O AND TWELFTH. PHONE W
Friday and Saturday,
January 18 and 19
SATURDAY MATJISEJ.
JOSEPH ARTHUR'S comedy-drama,
-BlvXTE
JEA1VS
A perfect production-new scenery and effects-a saw
mill in operation Great barbacue scene The
Hoosier Band.
Prices: Matinee, 10c and 25c; night, 15c, 25c, 35c and 50c
ju mis mis week.
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