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THE "NATION All TEEBTJBTE: WASHINGTON, D. C, MARCH 25, 1882.
When I a.skod of Angelina
She, than whom there's none diviner
" t Tan yon decorate old china
la Hits true .-wthctic style? "
Stralfrutwny did she make nio answer,
" Yu an lic-t your hoots I can, air ;
Uct the limit uf your ilol
"' Y. nr. when to decorate it
-t 'it. a dimirr plate it
Nid t; iifliou!t to male it,
r tii:t' just within niy Hue;
1 wU yu if you'd see it
li the same I really mean It,)
1 declare it quite divine ! "
' m by what incantation
;--ifirm this decoration
. s inurcts the nation
si me Angelina, pray?
,n. me nut to wild conjectures,
.i t Wilde's st:ll wilder lectures,
. ut explain the bhnplo way 1 "
V."oll, then," answered Angelina,
r j:Viien I decorate old ehiiiH,
-rerif Ul':c lllC i,,ato a,ul ,irie 'cr
Wth roast beef that's choice and rare :
" TT iicrt. in keeping with old Plato,
To the plate I add potato,
Which I j;rave-ly prepare 1
"Thon, to make the soft heart flutter,
Unto each I add bonsc butter
Just how much it were too utter
Utterly to Rive away ;
But, as classic Greece waa small, so
Is the grease that I use also
AVhich is all 1 need to say !
"Last, to make it more aesthetic,
Zot to say more dietetic,
Sometimes do I add poetic
Turnips or tomatoes canned;
That's my way," said Angelina,
"For to decorate old china,
In this wild, ajsthetic land ! "
COLLY OF BLUEMAHSDYKE,
AN ATJSTBALIAX STOBY.
It was a long and a -weary night for
Trooper Braxton. Any moment he might
come on an outpost of the rangers, so every
step had to he taken slowly and with care.
But he was an experienced woodman, and
hardly a twig snapped as he crawled along.
A morass harred his progress, and he was
compelled to make a long detour. Then he
found himself in thick brushwood, and once
more had to go out of his way. It was very
dark here in the depth of the forest. There
was a heavy smell, and a dense steam- laden
with miasma rose from the ground. In the
dim light he saw strange creeping things
around him. A hushmaster writhed across
the path in front of him, a cold dank lizard
crawled over his hand as he crouched down,
hut the trooper thought only of the human
reptiles in front, and made steadily for his
oal. Once he seemed to he pursued by
. imal; he heard a creaking behind
: ; it ceased when ho stopped and lis
3 he continued his way.
It was when he reached the base of the
hill which he had seen from the distance
that the real difficulty of his undertaking
began. It was almost conical in shape, and
very steep. The sides were covered with
loose stones and an occasional large boulder.
One false step here would send a shower -of
these tell-tale fragments clattering down
the hilL The trooper stripped off his high
leather boots and turned up his trousers ;
then he began cautiously to climb, cowering
down behind every boulder.
There was a little patch of light far away
on the horizon, a very little gray patch, but
it caused the figure of a man who was
moving upon the crest of the hill to loom
out dim and large. He was a sentry appa
rently, for he carried a gun under his arm.
The top of the hill was formed by a little
plateau about a hundred yards in circum
ference. Along the edge of this the man
was pacing, occasionally stopping to peer
down into the great dusky sea beneath him.
From this raised edge the plateau curved
down from every side, so as to form a crater
like depression. In the centre of this hol
low stood a large white tent. Several horses
were picketed around it, and the ground
was littered with bundles of dried grass
and harness. You could see these details
from the edge of the plateau, for the gray
patch in the cast had become white, and
was getting longer and wider. You could
see the sentry's face, too, as he paced round
and round. A handsome weak-minded
face, with more of the fool than the devil
impressed on it. He seemed cheerful, for
the birds were beginning to sing, and their
thousand voices rose from the bush below.
He forgot the forged note, I think, and the
dreary voyage, and the wild escape, and the
dark gully away beyond the Tapu range,
ior his eyes glistened, and he hummed
a quaint little Yorkshire comitry air. He
was back again in the "West Hiding village,
and the rough boulder in rout shaped itself
into the hill behind which Kelly lived
before he broke her heart, and he saw the
ivied church that crowned it. He would
have' seen something else had he looked
again, something which was not in his
picture: a white passionless face which
glared at him over the boulder, as he turned
upon his heel, still singing, and unconcious
that the bloodhound of justice was close
at his heels.
The trooper's time for action had come.
He, had reached his last boulder; nothing
lay between the plateau and himself but a
fey.' loose stones. He could hear the song of
the sentry dying away in the distance; he
drew his i eolation sword, and with his
Adams in his left he rose and sprang like a
tiger over the ridge and down into the hol
low. The sentry was startled from his dream pf
the past by a clatter and a rattling of stones.
He sprang around and cocked his gun. Xb
wonder that he gasped, and that a chango
passed over his bronzed face. A painter
would need a dash of ultramarine in
his llesh-tinis to represent it now. Xo
wonder, I say, for that dark active figure
' with the l.urd feet and the brass but
tons meant disgrace and tho gallows to
him. He saw him spring across to the tent ;
he jaw the gleam of a sword, and heard a
clash as the tent-pole was fevered, and the
canvass came down with a rim upon the
heads of the sleepers. And then above
oaths and shouts he heard a mciiow Irish
voiec, "I've twelve shots in my hands. I
have ye, every -mother's son. Up with your
arms! up, 1 say, before theie is blood upon
my soul. One move, and ye stand before
the throne." Braxton had stooped and
parted the doorway of the fallen tent, and
was now standing over six ruffians who
occupied it. They lay as they had waken,
but with their hands alxve their heads,
for there was no resisting that quiet
voice, backed up by the two black muz
zles. They imagined they were surrounded
and hopelessly outmatched. Xo one of them
dreamed that the whole attacking force
stood before them. Ifc was the sentry who
first began to realize the true state of the
case. There was no sound or sign of any
reinforcement. He looked to see that the
cap was pressed well down on the nipple,
and crept towards the tent. He was a good
shot, as many a keeper on Braidgarth and
the Yorkshire fells could testify. 113 rais
ed his gun to his shoulder. Braxton heard
the click, but dared not remove his eyes or
his weapon from his six prisoners. The
sentry looked along the sights. He knew
his life depended upon that shot. ' There
was more of the devil than the fool in his
face now. He paused a moment to make
sure of his aim, and then came a crash and
the thud of a falling body. Braxton was
still standing over the prisoners, but the
sentry's gun was unfircd, and ho himself
was writhing on the ground
with a bullet
through his lungs
" Ye sec,'' said Chicago,
as he rose from behind a rock with the gun
still smoking in his hand, "it seemed a
powerful moan thing to leave you, Jack ;
so I thought as I'd kinder drop around
promiscus, and wade in if needed, which J
was, as you can't deny. Xo, ye don't," ho
added, as the sentry stretched out his hand
to grasp his fallen gun ; " leave the wepin
alone, young man ; it ain't in your way as it
"I'm a dead man ! " groaned the ranger.
" Then lie quiet like a rjsspeclable corpse,"
said the miner, "an' don't go a squirmiu' to
wards ycr gun. That's ornary, uneddicated
"Come here, Bill," cried Braxton, "and
bring the ropes those horsesare picketed with.
Xonv," he continued, as the American, having
abstracted the sentry's gun, "you tic these
fellows up, and I'll kill any man who
Blatherskite," said Chicago, playfully tap
ping the one eyed villian Maloney on the
head. "Come on; the ugliest first!" So
saying, he began upon him and fastened him
One after another the rangers were tied
up; all except the wounded man, who was
too helpless to need securing. Then Chicago
went dovui and brought up the horses,
while Braxton remained on guard; and by
midday the cavalcade was in full march
through the forest en route for Fallen Pine,
the rendezvous of the search-party. The
wounded man was tied on to a horse in front,
the other rangers followed on foot for safety,
while the trooper and Chicago brought up
There was a sad assemblage at Fallen
Pine. One by one they had dropped in,
tanned with the sun, torn by briers, weaken
ed by the poisonous miasma of the marsh
lands, all with the same tale of privation
and failure. Summerville and the inspector
had fallen in with blacks above the upper
ford, and had barely escaped with their lives.
Troopers Foley and Anson were Avell, though
somewhat gaunt from privation. Hartley
had lost his horse, from the bite of a
btishmaster. Murdoch and Murphy had
scoured the bush as far as Ruthurst,J)ut$
without success. All were dejected and
weary. They only waited the arrival of two
of their number to set out on their rciurn
It was midday, and the sun was beating
down with a pitiless glare on the little clear
ing. The men were lying about onrth"c'
shady side of the trunks, some smoking,
some with thoir hats over their faces, and
half-asleep. The horses were tethered bore
and there, looking as listless as their mas
ters. Only the inspector's old charger
seemed superior to the weather a shrewd
blase old horse, that had seen the world, and
was nearly as deeply versed in woodcraft as
his master. As Chicago said, " Short of
climbin' a tree, there weren't nolhin' that
horse couldn't do ; an' it would make a darned
good try at that if it was pushed." Old
" Sawback " seenud ill at ease this afternoon.
Twice he had pricked iy his cars and once
he had raised his head as if to neigh, but
paused before committing himself. The
inspector looked at him curiousby and put
his meerschaum back into its case. Meer
schaums were always a weakness of poor Jim
Burton's. "Demme it, sir," 1 have heard
him say, " a gentleman is known by hjs pipe.
"When he comes down in the world his pipe
has most vitality." He juit the case inside
his uniform and went over to the horse.
The ears were still twitching.
"He hears something," said the inspector.
"By Jove, so do I! Here boys, jump up;
there's a body of men coming ! " Every man
sprang to his horse's head. " I hear hoofs,
and I hear the tramp of men on foot. They
must be a large paity. They're heading
straight for us. Get under cover, boys, and
have your guns loose." Thomeu wheeled
right and left, and in a very few moments
the glade was deserted. Only the brown
barrel of a gun hero and there among the
long grass and the ferns showed whero they
were crouching. " Steady, boys !'' snidBurlon ;
"if they are enemies, don't fire till I give the
word. Then one by one aim low, and let
the smoke clear. Hangers, by Jove!" ho
added, as a horseman broke into the clearing
some way down, with his head hanging down
over his horse's neck. "More," he giowled,
as several men emerged from the bush at tho
same point. "By the living powers, they
are taken! I see the ropes. Hurrah! And
next moment Braxton and Chicago were
mobbed by nine shouting, dancing men, who
pulled them and tugged at them, and slapped
them on the back, and dragged them about
in such away, that Maloney whispered with
"If we'd had the grit to do as much, we'd
have been free men this day !"
And now our story is nearly done. "We
have chronicled a fact which we think is
worthy of a wider citculslion than the colon-'
ial drinkiug-bar and the sheep-farmer's fire
side, for Trooper Braxton and his capture of
the Blueinansdyke munleicrs have long
been household words among our brothers
in the Euglaud of the Southern seas.
"We need not detail that joyful ride to
Trafalgar, nor tho welcome, nor the attempt
at lywhing; nor how Maloney, tho arch
criminal, turned (Queen's evidence, and so
writhed a way Jrom the gallows. All that
may be read in the colonial press, more
graphically than I can tell it. My friend
Jack Braxton is an office now, a3 his father
was before him, and still in the Trafalgar
force. Bill 1 saw la&t in 'Gl, when he came
over to London in charge of the bark of tho
"Wollingtonin for the International Exhibi
tion. He is laying on flesh, I fear.siucehe took
to sheep-farming ; for he waa barely brought
up by seventeen stone, and his fighting
weight use to be fourteen j but he looks well.
and hearty. Maloney was lynched in Placer
ville at least, so I heard. I had a letter
last mail from the old inspector ; he has left
the police, and has a farm at Rathurst. 1
think, stout hearted as he is, he must give a
little bit of a shudder when he rides down
to Trafalgar for the Thursday market, and
comes round that sharp turn of the road
where the boulders lie, and the furze looks
so yellow against the led clay.
A WHARF RAH DEBT OF HMOR
A CRUMB TO A MOUSE.
It was the wet forenoon of a January day,
just two years ago, when the usual gang
of idlers that hang about' the ferry wharves
were delighted at having the monotony of
gazing out from under the dripping
awnings broken by the singular movements
of a couple of policemen. One o these
well-fed guardians of the peace was on his
knees beside a hole broken through the
flooring of a neighboring dock, and engaged
in angrily issuing evidently disregarded
commands to some fugitive concealed be
neath, while his fellow, with equal profanity
and, perspiration, endeavored to pry up a
loose board further along, for the purpose of
also gaining access to the offender.
"What's up? "What's the matter?"
asked tlfe bystanders, crowding up, while
the passengers coming off the just landed
ferry-boat stopped also to look on. t
The policemen, however, ignored the in
quiries leveled at them, with all tho haugh
tiness peculiar to the Celtic municipal
official of the period, but .when a bustling
citizen, who was evidently a merchant and
a tax-payer, pause'd and said brusquely:
" 1 lello there, Mike ! "What are you after,
Pat?" one of the blue and bras3 luminaries
looked up and growled :
"Nothing but a wharf rat, zur."
"Then why didn't you send in a dog if
it's a rat?" returned the merchant, inno
cently. But the contemptuous criticism of
his ignorance about to bo made by the offi
cer was interrupted just then by the cries
of the rodent in question, which appeared
at the first-mentioned aperture in conse
quence of a vigorous clubbing administered
by one of the policemen, who had finally
succeeded in removing the plank. The
capture thus secured was an indescribably
diminutive urchin, with the blackest eyes
and reddest head imaginable. As the po
policeman dragged him into the daylight by
his threadbaro collar, and perched him,
trembling and whimpering, on a bale near
at hand, a shout of appreciative gratification
went up from the bystanders. Nothing
tickles the risibles of your ordinary street
crowd so much as a little genuine pain aud
suffering exhibited gratis. t
Looking at the spectaclo in this popular
and kindly fashion, there was imlo"'1 h
cause for merriment. Xothin : ;
more pitiful could be imagine I '.ia'. '
little hunger-pinched, barefoot, r
urc, with its untimely aged an"'
TaTib, white with despair at the con
of 'the one terrible dread of its ov
' i f$ '
'life he had been " Took up."
" What's he done ? " asked a sevc
man, eagerly. "Not been fighting'
"The bye, is't," responded one of thejiluc
coated magnates, leisurely putting up' his
club. "Oh! he's only wau'er thim ""wharf
rats, as lies benathe the wharves here, an'
stales from the projooso schooners o'nighls.
We be running thim all in now for vagrancy;,
an' ondacent exposnre, by raison ov !thim
going in schwimmin' every foive minutes,
widout their clothes. It's afther this divil
we've bin fur a wake or more. It's no use
thryin' ter catch wan o' thim felJeys in the
wathcr. Theyschwim loike a fish, begorra,
thim docs, and thay've more holes to schlip
inter than the eels thimsclves,so they have."
"Ah!" said the severe-looking man, who
was an officer of the S. P. C. A. " I was in
hopes i t was a case for me." And he walked
off much disappointed.
The wharf rat ceased his low, terrified
snivelling long enough to put in a plea that
he was not a vagrant, but J-old papers; that
he only slept underneath the wharf because
it didn't cost anything; that he didn't know
it was any harm to go in swimming, and
other excuses common to great criminals.
One of the officers strolled off to look up
an express wagon to convey their captive to
headquarters. This he did partly because it
would involve a loss of dignity to carry so
insignificant a prisoner through the streets,
and partly because he had a frieud in the
express business who was always good for a
c'divy" on these little jobs. Tho other
guardian majestically reposed after his exer
tions on a hawser post, after impressing upon
the child that an immediate cessation of its
blubbering would obviate the necessity of
having its head caved in with a club.
Meanwhile several other passers to and
from the ferry loitered to gaze at tho strong
hand of the law in full operation and to ask
the prisoner's offense. One of these was a
sleek and benevolent minister of an up-town
church, but, as ho was hurrying home to
write a pathetic sermon on tho text of tho
Good Samaritan ho had no time to waste
upon latter day Philistines, and so passetj by
on the other side.
Another was a great mining capitalist
but it always made him angry to look at
people that were poor and dirty and vulgar.
He had been poor and dirty and vulgar him
self once, and he now regarded all such
attributes as direct personal reflections, so to
speak. So he stepped frowningly into the
fine carraige that was in waiting and rattled'
The next citizen who stopped to look on
Vi'iis a political economist, who spoko three
times a week on suffering Ireland and ame
liorating the condition of the working masses.
His soul sickened at the injustice of society,
aud he used to say, pausing long enough to
make a shirt cuff note on tho fearful increase
of crime among children, he too went off shak
ing his head.
And then another millionaire chanced by.
One of those continually haunted by a fear
of being themselves left in poverty and want
some day, despite their present wealth.
And so this one clutched his pur
than ever, and gave way to a couil
gliug women, a1io were the next c-
Does not some writer say tt
charity and holy piety dwell a,
women's gentle breast? But th - t
women of tho period, and so thev 1 ".:.,
with one breath, "What a ho-nu -tH
brat! " and then minced on toward ?b rt, it,
Meanwhile the brisk: merchant -fii. j r
tioned had walked rapidly up Market street
like a man every moment of whose time
meant coin. But when he had proceeded
about three squares his pace, for some rea
son, seemed to grow slower and slower, and
from time to time he jerked his head im
patiently and said, uP.haw!" indignantly
to himself, as though he were engaged in
combating some unwelcome mental impulse
that persisted in presenting itself to his
Tho fact was, this brusque, imperative
man of trade was troubled with a most un
common and annoying affection of the
heart, called humanity. It was so unnatural
and singular a disease for a grown man to
possess nowadays that the merchant was
very properly ashamed of it ; not only that,
but it seemed this was an hereditary affec
tion that persevered in making itself felt,
and impelling its possessor to do all sorts of
inconsistent things in tho most absurd
manner possible. Left to himself 'the mer
chant was wealthy, respectable, a inan of
influence, and a church member. In fact,
he possessed all the necessary qualifications
for being selfish, uncharitable, self-centred
and inhuman, and it irritated him to the
last degree. Just when he was about, for
instance, to imitate his wealthy neighbors
and evade subscribing to some charity or
perpetrating any other kind action, to have
this silly little inborn imp of humanity
actually torment him into doing the very
thing his worldly training taught him most
He had noticed, too, that this disease
though it is not an epidemic, the reader will
understand always affected him most when
most happy and contented himself, and so
he was annoyed but not surprised to hear a
familiar little voice in his breast say, and
keep saying :
"Remember the loving little child you
kissed when you left heme j ust now. Suppose
were sitting there, instead of that wretched
little waif, crushed and despairing. Come;
stop thinking of how your neighbor Jones
would act, but go back and see if you cannot
do something for the boy."
As we havo paid, he fought against this
ridiculous impulse for a time, but it ended in
his turning at last, retracing his steps with
that sort of half injured, half-shame-faced
expression many men put on when they set
about a good action, for some as yet unsolved
"What's your name?" he gruffly asked of
the child, who by this time had been pitched
upon the seat of the wagon, which was about
ready to start.
"Snub," replied the small hoodlum, eyeing
his interrogator a moment in a sort of de
spairing stupor. The House of Correction
for six mouths, which he knew was the fate
that awaited him, was more much more to
his kind than the mere disgrace and punish
ment it implied. It meant, in addition, just
what bankruptcy and ruin does to business
men." Long before his release the particular
street corner on which he sold his papers,
aud the sole and equitable right to occupy
which he defended from his fellow-merchant
at the expense of many a gamely-fought
battle and bloody nose, would be gone, Jbx
ever. t "Snub what?" said the merchant., ,.. rte.
"Walker, or suthin'like that," replied the
;rimy midget, after a moment of attempted
ecollection. " The boys call me onne 'Snub,'
He shook his head in answer, although
the shape of his infinitesimal nose supplied
the necessary information.
"Where's your mother?"
" Gone dead."
"Dunno long time 'foro dad ran
"And so you shift for yourself, and sell
papei'3? Hum. Why do they call you a
"Dunno. I ain't no rat," said tho red
headed pigmy explanilorily, and somehow
warmed into a show of interest by the more
kindly voice of the stranger.
"Well, no ; you are hardly big enough
for a ml," laughed the other. " You're more
like a mouse, and so I'll give you a crumb."
Aud as just then the wagon started, the
merchant stepped into a cab and told tho
driver to hasten to the City Hall, and be
devilish quick about it, as he was missing
an engagement at tho Merchants' Exchange.
As for " Snub " ho watched tho queer gen
tleman out of sight with a kind of apathetic
curiosity. The rat had been so inured to
" chaffing " and other branches of popular
street amusement, and so U3cd to ridicule
on account of his puny framo and bristly
red hair, that it did not surprise him to see
this gentleman go off, like every one else, in
spite of his steady eyes and queer voice.
For "Snub" didn't clearly remembor to
have overheard a kind voico before in the
whole courso of his brief career. Ho was
still musing over the novelty when tho
wagon turned down into Merchant 'street,
and tho shadow of the jail again "fell over
his benumbed little soul."
But the man with tho kind voico was
there before him, chatting affably with tho
captain in charge.
"How much will this malefactor's for
feit bail como to ? " he asked, as the expo
sure chargo was booked.
" Ten dollars," said the clerk with a grin.
If an angel from heaven had risen out of
the floor to slow music and offered " Snub "
a whole pot-pie at on,co, after two days'
fasting from bad business, as he had dream
ed one did, ho would not havo been
more astonished than ho was then to behold
tho stranger take out a huge handful of
dazzling gold and toss down a shining ton.
"There, Mr. Mouse," ho said; there is
your crumb. Your bathing bill is settled."
"Does ycr mean I kin go now, mister?"
gasped tho prisoner, for a moment too
stunned to grasp the fact.
" Yes," said tho gentleman, and then
winking at tho clerk, ho continued, "but,
you know, I only lend you this money. I
expect you to pay it back in a year, you
But oven while they were all laughing
heartily at so rich a joke, tho wharf rat
his little clenched paw, and said,
in earnestness that oven made the
oil specials look round:
' J ! do it, sir ; indeed I will I hope I
i " i struck dead if I don't ! "
" dl, ahem! see that yon do," said his
I ctor, with assumed gravity, "or I
.1 think you not a mouse of your
J 'tojio I may be struck dead!" repeated
too pigmy Bolomnly, so bolemnly, indeed,
that the merchant felt, he couldn't say why,
a sort of lump rise in his throat, as he
searched his pocket for a supplemental
" No," said the small dealer, declining this
last firmly, "I havo forty cents that's
euongh fur the papers," and hurriedly
glancing at the clock, which showed the
hour for the afternoon issues had arrived,
he was gone like a flash. For to be late
then meant the total risk of his small cap
ital, and a meal or two skipped until the
loss was made up.
' PART H.
SIXTY CENTS WORTH.
It was December again, and, lacking a
few days, a year had slipped by since the
lion had reversed the fable by gnawing the
net for the mouse to escape. That morning
the merchant, who, for some inscrutable
reason, "resided in that corporate cemetery
known as Oakland, had fired the imagina
tion of his little daughter by reading at the
breakfast table the inspiring news that two
baby tigers had just been born at Wood
ward's Gardens. As a necessary sequence
he had finally yielded to the mandate of
tho domestic despot that she should be con
veyed forthwith to that realm cf juvenile
delight. So papa, mamma, and the golden
haired midget in the family lead took an
early boat for the city the grown folks
gravely pretending, for some ridiculous rea
son peculiar to grown folk3 everywhere,
that they did not themselves care to look at
the animals, but that it wouldn't do to trust
the nurse altogether in such a place.
As the ferry-boat neared the wharf on the
city side the mother was in the cabin en
gaged in the discussion of nursery myster
ies with some neighboring matron, while the
merchant, who had descended to the lower
deck with the child, was head over ear3 in
a political disquisition regarding the new
Cabinet. Little Lillie, at length getting
tired of hanging to the unresponsive big
forefinger of her father's hand, trotted off
unnoticed to the side of the boat to peer
timidly from beneath the gangway rail at
the gtcatrtall poles that were sweeping close
pa3t as the boat entered the slip. They re
minded her of so many soldiers on parade.
As the steamer's bow crunched againt the
piles with a more than unusually violent
preliminary jar, a sudden inarticulate shout
of terror rose from the passengers. The little
bundle of chubby prettiness had tottered
and disappeared over the side.
"Jfy God!" shrieked tho paralyzed fa
ther, as the crowding of the boat againt the
slip shut the drowning chiid from sight and
rendered help impossible. "She will be
crushed so death under the wheel!"
" Back ! back ! " shouted the passengers
to the pilot, aud, while tho frantic screams
of the hysterical mother ehilled their hearts,
and a dozen kindly hands restrained the
insane father from aimlessly leaping from
the oppisite side, the engine bells jingled
furiously, aud the huge mass halted and
then began slowly to move outward again.
Hoping against hope the coolest of the
passengers crowded to the rail with boat
shopks, until after what seemed"an eternity
of time to the white watching faces' 'above
a narrow streak of water was revealed,
which grew wider and wider.
" Yv'ell, I'm d d," said one of the deck
hands, who was peering under the sides, "if
a wharf rat hasn'tigot it."
But the shuddercansd by this strange
remark was unnecessary, for presently the
eager eyes above beheld swimming below
them a creature whose close-cropped head
and bead like eyes stifficiently resembled a
rat's, but which in reality belonged to an
under-sized boy swimmer, a master of the art
Floating behind him, with it's fair head
upturned and resting upon the wiry little
shoulders that struck out so manfully through
the churning water, was the merchant's little
daughter. Towing the insensible infant by
means of her long, sunny curls passed over
his shoulders, and gripped firmly in his
mouth, the boy struggled on to the nearest
pile, to which he finally clung like the small
amphibious animal he really was.
A boat-hook twisted in the garments of
tho girl soon relieved him of his charge,
which was placed in the trembling arms of
its mother, whose heaven raised eyes told
plainly that she felt tho baby's heart still
beating against her own.
As they lowered the hook again to draw
up the almost equally exhausted rescuer,
the men noticed that the drops that fell from
his clothes made a red stain on .the water.
As they lifted him gently over the edge of
the wharf and laid him down on his back, a
terrible wound, extending around his side
and cutting through two of his ribs, was ex
posed. "Stand back! " said one of tho men to the
crowding bystanders, "he's all broke up;
Must havo dived under the wheel for her."
Tiie lookers-on drew back aghast from the
puny wet form lying there on tho slowly
expanding carpet of red blood that throbbed
from its mangled side.
In the awe-struck silence the low sobbing
of the reviving baby near by was heard, at
which sound the wounded boy slowly opened
his eyes and smilled faintly.
" Where is he ? " said a strong voice, shaken
with emotion, and the merchant pushed his
way through tho ring and knelt tenderly by
the pitiful figure.
" God bless you, my little man. What can
I do for you ? " and then, in a shocked tone,
he added, "Why, he 13 wounded. Some one
fetch a doctor at once! "
" Tain't no use," whispered the boy, faintly ;
and then beckoning the merchant to bend
closer, he said in irregular gasps, "Does ycr
savey the mouse? "
The merchant looked perplexed.
"Ycr don't know me, but I know'd yon,
and the little gal, too, as soon as I seed her
drop. I'm the boy what was took up."
"Yes, yes, I remember; but you musn't
talk until the doctor comes, my poor fellow."
" Taint no use, I'm agoin'," said tho small
mouth; "here, take that out and count it,"
and he indicated a lump that protruded from
a pocket of his wet clothes. The merchant
gently withdrew a rag in which was rolled a
lot of small silver.
"Count it," persisted the lad," earnestly.
The man wonderingly obeyed, and then said
there were just nine dollars and forty cents
in the bundle.
"I said I'd pay yon back this year," said
the boy in a fainter whisper and with a dis
regard of his terrible pain that was marvel
ous, " but I can't now ; I'm agoin', and Tm
sixty cents short."
And he said this with so earnest a look of
distress and shame at his failure, that
through the mind of his wet-eyed creditor
involuntarily passed a thought of the petty
privations, the ceaseless little acts of self
denial, the half-fed days and shivering
nights that were expressed by each of the
battered dimes and hoarded nickels of the
slowly acquired sum he held in his hand.
"Never mind the money," said the father
in a choking voice; "my baby is worth all
the money in tho world to me, and you
have saved her life." As he spoke a sudden
thought dimly brightened the eyes of the
battered little tradesman. Accustomed a3
he was from his earliest moments to fight
the desperate battle of existence with his
hunger-sharpened faculties on the alert for
every advantage and offset in his pigmy
bargains, he asked :
" Is gals worth anything? "
It was evident that saving another life, or
losing his own, was a small raatteY-lbeside
hisr,anxiety to pay the- 'deb&iaf. honor that
weighed upon him. Hetifcke&'the question
incredulously, though. '"The few" girls of
" Snub's " acquaintance were wretchedly in
effectual creatures, nnable to compete in tho
paper trade, and proportionately worthless
" Yes, yes ; mine is worth ever so much,"
said the parent gently and hardly knowing
how to frame his answer to the odd ques
tion. " Sixty cents?" persisted "Snub."
"Oh! yes much, much more but n
"Then," whispered the child, with an ef
fort, but stiU triumphantly. "We're square.
I said I'd do it and I have!" and his eyes
" Can't I do something for you, my poor
little hero ? " said the merchant throngh hi3
tears, for the just arrived physician had
turned away, shaking his head. " Do you
wish for nothing?"
The little black eyes opened dully a mo
ment, pondered, and then closed again.
" I should like Skinny Smith to have my
corner," the murmur came, faintly and far
off. And then, having thus made his brief
will, he choked, and as the blood oozed
thinly from the little drawn mouth he
whispered but one word more
" It is beginning to rain," said one of the
bystanders, in a husky voice. "Let us
carry the little chap home."
But the wharf rat had gone home already.
San Francisco Post.
WHAT A FASHIONABLE WEDDING
It may be interesting to know that some
enemy of the human race has prepared and
printed the following table of the average
expenses of a fashionable wedding. For a
wedding of one thousand guests, with
ushers and bridesmaids, exclusive of bndal
dress and trousseau :
viiru W) "to vvv
"Matrimonial undertaker 100 to 00
LsStiurd sc.ns....... ..................... ... .i. to .!)
TJshurs' pins 20 to 60
Minister's fees 100 to 200
Sexton's fee 25 to 50
Dinner Riven hy proom 30 to 12
Bridesmaid's dresses - 400 to COO
Caterer. 500 to 1,000
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A1 10il?L t vfirU lO CKaJ
Organist 50 to 100
Miscellaneous 100 td COO
People about to incur such an outlay
may either take Punch's advice or imitate
the Wall street bear, who recently caused a
man to put his intended son-in-law up to
eloping on the express grounds of economy.
A LITTLE NONSENSE NOW AND THEN,
Yrhen is a wall like a fish? "When it is
How does a stove feel when, full of coal?
A slovenly housekeeper's worst dread--her
When is a boat like a heap of snow?
When it is adrift.
Which of the reptiles is a mathematician?
When is a doctor most annoyed? When
he is out of patients.
Three people can keep a secret when two
of them are dead.
When is a literary work like smoke?
When it comes in volumes.
Why is the letter G like the sun?. Be
cause it is the centre of light.
The horse cars on Tremont street seem to
be run by the " block system." Boston Com
The baby elephant isnt an aesthetic, but
its front legs are two and its hind legs are
"My. wife," remarked Fitznoodle, " is fairly
crazy over the fashions. She's got the de
"I'll make a note of this, as the sharper
said when he got a farmer to write his name
on a piece of paper.
"This is the rock of ages," said a tired'
father who had kept the cradle going two
hours, and the baby still awake.
The king having dismissed his page, was
asked why he did so, and replied: "Xo man
can turn over a new leaf without trying a
"So your daughter has married a rich
husband?" "Well," slowly replied the
father, "I belive she has married a rich man,
but I understand he is a very poor husband."
"If I have ever used any nnkind words,
Hannah," said Mr. Smiley, reflectively, "1
take them all back." "Yes, I suppose you
want to use them aU over again," was the
not very soothing reply.
"What pretty children, and how much
they look alike!" said C, during a first visit
to a friend's house. " They are twins," his
friend explains. ."What, both of 'em," ex
claims C, greatly interested.
Edison is the proud owner of two hun
dred patents all on his own inventions, too.
For all that, his rear suspender buttons snap
off without warning at the most inoppor
tune times, just like those of any patentless
man without mechanical ingenuity enough
to invent an improved clothes-pin.
The Mother has made a Lap. The boy is
in the Lap. He is looking at the Carpet.
What has tho Mother in her Hand? She
has a Shingle in Her Hand. What will she
do with the Shingle ? She will put it Where
it will Do the Most Good. Puck.
Statistics show that the percentage of
marriages is steadily decreasing each year.
Also, the age of elderly ladies is on the in
crease. This explains it men are tired of
working to support mothers-in-law.
A young-hvdycadmitted to her mother
that her boajt phrfdh-iiissed heronthe cheek.
"And whaiidid iy.ondo?-" inquired the old
lady, iu a tone- of indignation. "Mother,"
replied. the young lady, "I cannot tiU a lie,
I turned the other cheek."