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Papa's Strange Guest.
It was a warm uue_ evening, aud
my father and mother and I were seat
ed in our drawing room, with the
long doors leading on to the lawn
thrown open, to admit the air. I was
sitting at my bureau, examining some
of my jewelry, which I kept there,
when the door opened, and M. Menton
(friend of my father's staying with
us at the time) entered. He was a
French Canadian, rather a line-looking
man, but a man I never liked there
was a look in his black, beady eyes
which, to me, was at once repulsive
and distrustful. He looked furiously
at me, and approached.
"Mademoiselle is busy he asked.
"Yes," I replied shortly.
My father and mother had dropped
asleep, so, much to my disgust, M.
Menton took up his station on a chair
by my side. I say disgust, because
loathed the man his politeness always
seemed to me unreal.
"Mademoiselle has some fine jewels,"
he remarked, presently taking between
his finger and thumb a handsome
brooch and rubies."
"All of this jewelry is not mine," I
answered, "Most oi it belongs to my
Soon after tea was announced after
which meal M. Menton aud my father
adjourned to the Litter's study, to talk
on business, and my mother and I re
turned to the drawing room.
had finished putting away the jew
elry in the bureau,but had not shut or
locked it, when I tinned to my mother.
••What is this business that so often
keeps M. Menton and papa closited to
gether i" I inquiied.
"Some money matters.my deai," re
turned my mother.
"Is papa in any difficulty!"' m
qu red anxiously.
"No, no but, between ourselves,
Louisa, I think Monsieur Menton has
some heavy bills due,which I fancy he
cannot pay but if he expects that
your father can help him, he is griev
My mother took up a book and com
menced to read, whilst I went over to
the piano and played.
In about halt an hour, our visitor
and my iaiher entered the loom, the
latter again taking up his station on a
chair by my side, as close as he pos
sibly could. Song after song he made
me sing and, much as I would have
liked ..to, I could not, with common
It was ten o'clock when I rose from
the piano and piepared to retiieto my
room. I shut my bureau and locked
it, kissed my father and mother, and
bade Monsieur good night.
It was about half-past one, when I
was awakened tiom a light sleep by
hearing a stealthy footstep in the cor
ridor outside my room. It approached
my door, the pei son, whoever it might
be, walking ^oltly and cautiously, as if
fearful of disturbing me. Who could
it be! My first impulse was to jump
out of bed and see but I was of a tim
id nature, and imagined burglars and
all sorts of bonible things, so I re
mained still, listening with suspended
Presently the handle of my door was
turned. Oh, heavens! I felt paralyzed.
A man entered my room with a small
daik lantern in his hand, and, after
pausing for a moment, slowly ap
proached the bed. I had jus-t suflicient
presence ot mind to shut my eyes and
feign sleep as he bent over me. I felt
that he had turned the light full on
my face his breath fanned my cheek.
My heart beat to suffocation, and 1
felt that if the ordeal lasted much
longer, I could not control myself, and
should scream or faint.
Happily, however, the next moment
the light was withdrawn, and my noc
turnal visitor left the room.
I heard the footsteps pass along the
corridor, and descend the stairs lead
ing to the drawing-room. Then it
flashed upon me,thoughI had locked my
bureau containing my jewelry, I had
not taken awray the key.
I have remarked that by nature I
was timid but, at this juncture, I
felt as brave as a lion, and, springing
from my bed, threw on my dressing
gown, and went out to the head of the
I paused. A dreadful fear came
over me. All was dark, and I heard
not a sound. I began to descend.
When I got opposite the door of the
drawing-room, which was partially
closed, I saw a dim light proceeding
thence. Oh! my agony, of fear lest
the stairs should creak and betray
On reaching the door of the room, I
saw to my delight that the key was in
the lock outside. But if I should not
be successful in making this villian
I shuddered at the thought. How
this man had got into the house I
could not tell, lie must be a friend
of one of the servants, I conjectured.
My hand was upon the key ot the
door, when the handle with a sharp
click, betrayed me.
I heard a quick step across the apart
ment. A moment decided me.
I must feign somnambulism.
In another instant tho door was
opened, and I, with my eyes fixed wide
open, entered the room.
The thief started back with a smoth
ered exclamation of surprise.
I dared not look at him, but walked
straight past him to the bureau, and
woke the following words disjointed-
•'I lost my key here. Where can it
The man walked over to the other
end of the room, where an overcoat
was hung on the back of a chair, and
began to search t^e pockets.
I had in that moment time to regard
I could hardly forbear a cry for in
this room, trying to rob my mother
and myself of our jewels, was Mon
He returned to the bureau (where I
was still fumbling to find the key,) and
forced one into my hand.
I then pretended that I had found
what I wanted, and, turning round,
left the room.
I have often wondered since then
why I did not raise the house, but,
truth to tell, my movements on that
night were quite mechanical my fac
ulties seemed to have given way under
the unnatural tension to which they
had been subjected I felt a sort of
stupor, and hardly knew whether I
was asleep or awake. I returned to my
bedroom, and looking at my key as I
placed it on my dressing-table, saw
that it was that of the front door of
our house, which Monsieur Menton
must have taken from my father's
study after we had all retiied for the
Then I returned to bed, leaving a
thief down stairs ransacking the place.
After about a quarter of an hour 1
heard a stealthy step ascend the stairs.
I closed my eyes, and as I did so my
door was opened, and again I under
went another examination by the light
of the lantern.
Presently I heard my persecutor go
over to the dressing table. There was
no article of jewelry there so if that
was what he wanted, he was disap
pointed. Soon he withdrew from my
room, and descended the stairs once
more. I heard nothing more. I can
not say I slept, but the heavy stupor
which had been creeping over me
deepened into complete insensibility,
and I remained in that state till morn
ing. It was my habit to wake with
out being called by the servant, but it
was late when I arose the following
morning, and I was informed by the
maid that my father and mother were
at breakfast. I could not wait till I
was dressed to tell my adventure, so I
threw on my gown, and hurried to the
breakfast room. I opened the door.
My lather's back was turned to me,
and my mother was facing me. She
looked up, yes, and, with a terrific
scream, rushed toward me.
My father evidently thought, as I
did, that she was deianged, till he
looked at me, when he in his ^turn ut
tered a cry of surpiise and horror.
My parents both dragged me to the
chimney-piece, above which there was
a looking-glass. It was then my turn
to exclaim. When 1 took down my
hair to brush it the night before, it
was black as jet now it was streaked
The work of years had been accom
plished in one terrible night!
An explanation was asked, and an
explanation given after which my
mother left the room, and in a few
moments returned, bringing with her
the key of the bureau.
"You must have been dreaming, my
love," she4said "evidently not a thing
has been touched. Our jewelry is as
Site as it was this time yesterday."
"Well, wheie is Monsieur Menton
"In his room, undoubtedly," an
swered my father. So saying, he went
from the room, but quickly returned
with a pale face, and in his band a
note hastily written in pencil.
"Read it aloud," he said, handing it
to my mother,who took it, and read as
My Very Dear Firends: I write to
say farewell to you. We shall never
meet again. When you read the con
fession I am about to make, you will
think yourselves well rid of one who ac
cepted your hospitality and then turned
Yes, I am a poor, despicable wretch.
You, my benefactor, remember that
last evening I asked you to help me in
money matters, which you said you
could not do,and you know I had asked
you several times before, and you had
declined but yesteiday night you
said you had given me my final answer.
I then grew desperate (though to your
face fair enough), and determined to
steal the money from you, if I could
get it in no other way.
Earlier in the evening—before our
conversation in your study—you may
remember that your daughter (who,
by the way, never seemed to like or
trust me) was seated at her bureau,
looking at some jewelry. An idea
seized me that if I could only get pos
session of these jewels—for some of
them were very costly—I could sell
them at a price which would not only
'pay my debts, but would leave me
enough beside to enable me to get
clear out of the country.
Your daughter in having locked her
bureau, did not take her key, but left
it in the lock therefore, so far the
way was paved for me.
I did my best to conquer these tempt
ations, but alas! we are but weak
creatures, and I at length succumbed,
and resolved to turn (oh! my friends,
pass over the word as soon as possible)
thief! So at a quarter past one this
morning I descended to the drawing
room, opened the bureau, and was
about to take the jewels, when, hear
ing the handle of the door move, I
went to see the cause, and imagine my
feelings at seeing your daughter stand
ing before me. I soon perceived,how
ever, by the fixed look in her eyes that
she was asleep. She began talking dis
jointedly of having left the key in the
lock of her bureau. I went to my
overcoat, which was in the room, and
got a key—that of the front door—
which I had taken from your study,
and forced it into her hand. She be-
lieved herself to be the possessor of
what she wanted, and, turning round,
left the room.
For some moments, I stood where
she had left me, looking after her as if
I myself were in a dream. When I had
seen her standing before me with a
face as pure and innocent as her mind,
unconscious of all evil or danger, I
seemed to realize for the first time
what a mean and guilty wretch I was.
Contrition seized me 1 recoiled with
horror from the thought of the action
I had been about to commit, and
thanked Heaven it was not too late to
resist the temptation. After the lapse
of a few moments I went up to her
room to possess myself of the key I
had put in her hand, which I found on
her dressing table. I then went back
to your study, put it back in its place
wrote the present letter, opened the
window and shutters, and bade fare
well to the house where I had spent so
many happy hours.
And now that you know what I have
done, try and forget my ingratitude if
Ever yours lovingly.my dear friends,
So ended the letter. Poor man! I
inquired of my father if nothing could
be done to trace him and get him to
return. He replied he would do what
he could. Wo succeeded in tracing
him to New York, and there the clue
was lost. We tried every means which
occurred to us for discovering his
whereabouts, and inserted advertise
ments in the New York and Canadian
papers, begging him to let us know at
least that he was alive and well, but
all our endeavors were in vain—we
never heard of him again.
We often think of him with pity
and regret, for, whatever were his
faults, there must have been some
good in a man who was capable of
feeling such sincere and profound con
trition for a guilty intention.
Capt. Crooks' First Experience of Green
From the New Oileans Bulletin.
Among the old river men who have
for years navigated the devious wind
ings of the turbid Red is that prince of
good fellows, whose heart is as big as
any steamer that ever run, Capt. Jim
Crooks. During JthG late unpleasant
ness Capt. was engaged in some up
p-r lake with his palatial steamer,
Blanton, getting out ties for the Con
federate Government, and a short time
after the close of the war, we think it
was during July or August, 1865, he
was hastily engaged, one day, in lift
ing his steamer off a stump, when he
was hailed from a shore by a] return
ing sbldier: "Hallo, Cap, what are
"Why, getting out the ties for the
"What Government, Cap
"Why,the Confederate Government,
of 'course you don't suppose I'd be
shiping ties to Boston, do you
"I say, Cap, that Government has
been done gone up for two months."
"The deuce you say," says Capt.
Jim, and with that he unties his float
ing palace from the sapling to which
she was anchored, and floated down to
Shreveport. Striking the landing he
contracted with a Federatl A. Q. M. to
carry 150 barrels of pork to Jefferson,
at two dollars a barrel. Arriving at
Jefferson his shipper drew out $300 in
greenbacks to pay the freight. Capt.
Jim demurred, and says: "Cap, I've
just got a basket full of paper, new
issue, in my office, and I want money,
gold, for my bill." The A. Q. M. in
formed him that the United States did
not deal in gold as currency, and if he
did not take greenbacks he should do
without. Capt. Jim says that he did
not like to hurt so many soldiers by
having a row about it, and thought he
would take the paper currency, and
trust to luck to get rid of it. Coming
down so Shreveport he wandered up
Texas street to the corner of Spring
he looked into a store, and to use his
own expression, he "saw more calico,
shoes, and Yankee tricks" than he had
seen for years, and wondered if that
green-looking chap behind the coun
ter would not take paper money aud
walking quietly into the store, he in a
mild, childlike, innocent way inquired
the price of a pair of shoes.
The young man behind the counter
blandly informed him eight dollars.
"Whew!" says Capt. "that's
cheap he havingGpaid $200 for the
pair he had on and he quietly slipped
a ten-dollar bill from his roll, gather
ed up the shoes and made for the door
thinking that the confounded Yankee
might not want to take that kind of
new issue, and take back the shoes.
To his astonishment the merchant
called him back and gave him two dol
lars in change. Capt. Jim was so ut
terly astonished that he called a friend
of his, another river man, and says:
"Bose, don't you want some clothes?
I've found a confounded Yankee who
takes this new kind of new issue, and
I've got $300 of it and want to get rid
of it while I've got a chance." Bose
got inside a new set of harness and
went down Texas street.and met Capt.
J., another river man,who was anxious
to know where he got those clothes.
"Capt. Crooks got 'em for me. You go
up to the corner of Spring, and he'll
get yofc a suit," which he did. Thus
Capt. C. got rid of his $300,and said he
spent the balance of the day chuckling
to himself how he'd beat that con
founded Yankee out of $300 worth of
The New York Express aays that
Tilden is about to eommenoe proceedings
against Hayes, to contest his right to the
Presidency in the Courts. E. T. Merrick ot
Washington is named as the attorney having
the natter speoially In charge
I It is stated by Col# Dodge, in his
"Plains of the Great," that, in the
tract of country between the Re
publican River and tfte Indian Terri
tory, the skunk is more feared on ac
count of Its bite than the most power
ful "grizzly." The animal is nocturn
al in its habits, and is much given to
prowling around camps and tents in
search of food. If it finds nothing more
tempting, it falls to consuming the
face, hands, or any part of the exposed
body of a sleeping man. The bito is
not of itself so much to be dreaded,
but it frequently results in hydro
phobia. This result seems, from the
observation of Col. Dodge, to be
(mite peculiar to the region indicated,
where skunks are very numerous.
While he was stationed at Fort Dodge,
in 1872-'3, he knew by report of six
teen cases of rabies caused by skunk
bites, which proved fatal. The crowds
of buffalo-hunters who visited the
plains in 1872-'3-"4 were greatly afflict
ed with the assaults of this pestiferous
animal. Assistant-Surgeon Jumeway,
V. S. A., reported to the Medical Re
view eleven cases of skunk bite treat
ed by him while stationed at Fort
Hays, ten of which were followed by
fatal attacks of hydrophobia.
Col. Dodge relates that, when
camped, one night in 1372, on the
Cimarron River, he was wakened by a
noise in the servants' tent, next his
own and the next morning one of the
men came to him with a wounded
hand, to ask if there was any cure for
a skunk-bite. On examining the
wound, it was found that the whole
ball of the right thumb was gnawed
and lacerated in a frightful manner.
The man stated that, while asleep in
his tent, "He dreamed that he was be
ing devoured by some animal, but a
sort of a nightmare prevented his
moving. After some time, however,
the pain and horror together woke
him up to find a skunk eating his hand.
With a cry and sudden effort he threw
the animal from him. It struck the
other side of the tent, and fell upon
tie other man, who waked up, and
recognizing the intruder, rushed out
oi the tent.
|The bitten man, who had heard of
tie surely fatal result of skunk-bite,
was soparalyzed with fear and horror
that he made no effort to get up, and,
seeing the skunk come towards him
akin, buried himself in the blankets.
The skunk walked all over him, ap
parently seeking for an opening, and,
Hiding none, began to scratch the
blankets as if trying to dig out his
victim. In the meantime the other
man had loosened the tent-pins and
lifted up one side of the tent, letting
inithe moonlight then, pelting the
animal with sticks from a distance, at
last frightened it so that it ran off in
to the deep, dark bank of the river.
This skunk emitted no odor, and was
undoubtedly simply hungry."
The wounded hand was thoroughly
wasted with Castile soap, the hanging
bitsbf mangled flesh were cut off, and
it wis treated with a simple water
dressing! until it healed, which was
in abmtten days. The man was with
Col. Docf^e for a year after, and no
symptoms of hydrophobia had in that
The Great Smith Family.
Disguised the name may sometimes
be, but it is the most common name
throughout all European countries. It
does sometimes affect a spelling above
the common and appears as Smyth,
Smythe, »r de Smythe. It also in Eng
land assvmes a latin guise (from fer
rum), an! becomes Ferrier and Fer
rars, oneof the noble names of Eng
land, associated also with a tragedy
not noble either in its character or its
consequeices. In Germany we have
the Schnidts in Italy the Fabri, Fe
bricia orFabbroni in France the Le
Febres o- Lefevres. Although most
of the 'European languages adhere
more closely to the old Northern name,
even in latin we have volumes in our
library by Johannes Smithus, and we
have se«n in Italy Giovanni Smitti.
The Spaiiards version of John Smith
is Juan fcmithus the Dutchman adopts
it as Hats Schmidt the French soften
it into Jean Smeets the Russian
roughens it into Jouloff Smitowski.
John Smith goes into the tea trade
with China,and then he becomes Jahon
Among the Icelanders he is Jahne
Smithson among the Tuscaroras he is
Tom Qu Smittia in Poland Ivan
Scbmittiavesski among the Welsh
we,are told they talk of Jihom
Schmidd in Mexico he is written
down as Joutil F'Smeri among the
classical ruins of Greece he becomes
IonSmithton in Turkey he is almost
lost sight of as Yeo Seef. Philology
also assures us that those ancient
names of Kings of Syria, Hadad and
Benhadad, are the equivalent of our
Smith and Smithson, just as the term
pontiff or pontifex points back to the
time when the chief man was he who
built bridges or constructed roads.
Such are some of the variations of this
great family tree. There are innumer
able collateral branches—the Hold
smiths and Silversmiths the White
smiths, Brownsmiths, the makers of
the great old brown bills the Arrow
smiths, the makers of the arrows the
Nasmiths, the makers of nails. There
are also Spearsmiths, and Shoesmiths,
and probably many more than we have
the knowledge or time fairly to indi
cate all, however, showing how
large, and perhaps rather popular than
princely, rather democratic than aris
tocratic, this family is and has been
how the smith not only stands with
hit hammer by the forge at the found
ation of society, but how at his mani-
fold works he is found through all
the various ways by which society ad-
Keuurkabl* Changes in the Sandwich Islands.
From tlic San Francisco Poet,
There are now some 35,000 natives
and half whites in the Sandwich
Islands. The pure natives are dying
off at the rate of 1,000 a year in ad
vance of the births, so that it does not
require much figuring to know how
long the lineal descendants of the
ancient stock will last. The Kanakas
have been sadly, terribly decimated
since the introduction of civilization.
The half whites are gradually increas
ing. Many of the high-toned white
men on the islands are married to
native women,v and in a majority of
cases large families sprung from the
union. Among other marriages be
tween whites and natives there is no
issue, and this specially applies to what
we call by our courtesy the aristocracy
of Honolulu. Where whites intermar
ry with whites large families usually
follow.and grow up strong and healthy,
but fearfully lazy. A lazy white man
on the islands,and there are any numb
er of tliem.can discount a native,take a
year's loafing, night and day, as a test.
The natives, with very few excep
tions, have small families, one, two or
three children being considered a large
household. In the families of the
chiefs there is great sterility,a majority
of the late kings and queens having
died childless. The present monarch
and his queen have no child in tho
palace, although married for a number
From indication!} it would seem that
the Chinaman is destined to become
master of the situation. In numbeis
he is more rapidly increasing than all
the other races put together. During
the past year several hundred were
shipped from this city, and hundreds
arrived here direct from China. The
Hawaiian Government gives sea cap
tains S30 for every Chinaman deliver
ed on the islands, and regular con
tracts are entered into for this purpose,
based upon a legislative euactment,
which aroused strong opposition.
There are several thousand Chinamen
on the islands at present. At first
when brought as coolies they work pa
tiently on the plantations for awhile,
but take the first opportunity to set up
for themselves. Two of the wealthi
est merchants in Honolulu were for
merly coolies. The Chinaman controls
the retail trade in all its branches, and
has driven small white dealers from
stands held by them for years. The
Celestial gets most of the native
trade. They sometimes marry native
The Celestial has introduced some
shocking habits among the Haw.aiians,
and brought to Hawaii that curse oi
curses to humanity—the leprosy. It is
predicted that unless there is a new
supply of merchants and business men
from San Francisco, the Chinamen will
be more than a match for the effete
whites now doing business in the is
lands. The coolie of fifteen years ago
is now a welcome visitor at the palace
of Kalakaua, and looked upon as the
co-equal of any white man in the king
dom. A wealthy Chinese merchant in
Honolulu, in former times a coolie, is
married to a beantiful native woman
who refused the hand of a prominent
Why Lady Clerks Are©So Popular With Lwtj
Scene—A store. Lady Clerk putting
a finishing touch to her longest curl
with her fore-finger. To hei—
Enter Female Customer.
Female Customer—I wish to see
some linen collars, please.
Lady Clerk (after a brief pause, and
with a feeble show of pitying inter
est)—Underlmen at the second counter
to the left. (Relapses into contem
plation of the Infinite.)
Female Customer—Linen collars I
wished to see
Lady Clerk (after mentally apprais
ing the customer's wardrobe, and re
solving if ever she has a black-silk
dress to have more bugles on it)—Oh!
(Takes down and languidly opens a box
.ind becomes absorbed in a flirtation
between the shopwalker and the girl
at the lace counter.)
Female customer—These are very
common. Have you nothing better'/
Lady Clerk (recovering her con
sciousness and politely smothering a
yawn)—The others are twenty cents
each I didn't know as you would care
to pay so much. (Takes down other
boxes and sighs."
Female Customer—These will do,
but these are too large twelve is the
size I wear.
Lady Clerk (taking measure of the
Female Customer's neck as if for the
guillotine, with some vivacity)—O no
fifteen inches at least! Here are the
collars you want- (Takes down box of
Female Customer (remonstratingly)
—But I know the size of my own neck,
I wear twelves.
Lady Clerk (making a grudging con
cession)—I am sure you are mistaken.
Try these. (Prepares to take down
Female Customer (getting mad)—
Will you show me some twelves, or I
shall go and see if I can find some one
Lady Clerk (slamming down box)—
There! (Glares.) Still you had better
take thirteens, for know that twelves
are too small.
Female Customer makes selection,
pays and exit, pursued through life by
the implacable hatred of the Lady
The proprietors ot the Gait house at
Louisville Ky. hare gone into bankraptoy.
The hotel ii the lsrgeat in the South.
A Financial Crltls In Smithville.
A stranger d-«M»Ied in casually at
the Smithville National Bank the other
day, and, pulling out several rolls of
bills, remarked that he would like to
deposit a thousand dollars in green
backs for safe keeping for a few days.
Smithville is a small raili oad town in
the State of Illiniana, with two hotels,
a church, fifteen saloons, and a black
The piesident of the institution,who
happened at the moment to be engaged
in looking up change to pay a dollar
and-a-half check that some hoosierhad
presented, didn't hear the stranger's
remark distinctly at first, ana suppos
ing him to be some map-canvasser or
lightning-rod agent, said, without
looking up: "Now, sir, what is it?'
"I want to deposit a thousand
The president, quickly looking up
eyed the speaker suspiciously, as if
questioning whether he hadn't escaped
trom some lunatic asylum. But all
doubts were dispelled by a view of the
crisp, new greenbacks which the
stranger held in hi-, hand. There was
no mistake about it. The money was
passed over, counted, found correct,
and presently the new depositor step
ped out with the bank's receipt in his
An earthquake couldn't have created
a greater excitement in Smithville.
The president told the cashier, who
came in a few moments afterwards,
and the Wo decided that so momen
tous an occurrence fully justified call
ing a meeting of the directors immedi
ately. Accordingly, thty assembled
that afternoon in the back-room.
There was Squire Bobbins, and Col.
Redeye, and Judge Jones, and Farmer
Tattersall, and half-a-dozen other old
codgers, who had been summoned
from their homes, to decide how this
enormous and unsuspected accession
to the bank's funds should be disposed
of. A brief speech trom the presi
dent, giving all the particulars of the
astounding occurrence, even down to
the color of the visitor's pants.opsned
"I'll take S500 of it on a mortgige
on my house and lot,"' put it in Col.
"Give me the t'other $500," squeak
ed Squire Bobbins "I've got good
"Stop, gent!em3n," said Judge
Jones, blandly largest bidder
should have the pre"erence. I would
like to take S70J of it for one year, at
ten per cent."
"There's a written proposal from
Old Drinkwater, the tavern-keeper,*'
said the President, "to take the whole
thousand at that rate, and give a mort
gage on his hotel besides. It's all
over town by this time."
"Mrs, Smiler, the milliner, called
out to me,as I came by just now." said
Mr. Tattersall, "to ask me if I wouldn't
ask the bank to lend her S250."
"I've had three applications for dif
ferent amounts since this noon," said
Judge Jones, looking serious.
"Gentlemen," said the president,
"this unexpected emergency which
has arisen calls for some financial
thought and study. Suppose that we
adjourn this meeting over until to
monow for futher deliberation."
Just then the cashier put his head
in the door and beckoned to the pres
ident, who rose and followed him out.
There stood the strange depositor. He
had in his hand a check, which he has
just drawn for 81,000. He explained
that an opportunity, which had unex
pectedly arisen for an advantageous
transaction in mules, must be his apol
ogy for thus suddenly withdrawing his
deposit. He wralked out shortly after,
with a laugh in his sleeve and his
money in his pocket. The directors
of the Smithville National Bank, after
a stormy session of two hours longer,
adjourned and have never had a meet
Correspondence Xew York Herald.
There is a droll story of Secretary
Chandler in circulation here. Though
an unscrupulous partisan, he is a good
business man,and when he took charge
of the Interior Department he managed
it on business principles, and of course
felt the danger to his own credit, as
head of the Department in submitting
to the demands of Congressmen for
places. It is related that shortly af
ter he entered the Cabinet, a Western
Congressman came to demand a place
for one of his followers.
"But there is no vacancy," replied
"Make one, then," said ths Con
gressman. "I want my man put in.
He is all right, a prominent man
in the party, and a good worker."
"Very well," said Mr Chandler.
"Let us see. Here is the list of appoint
ments from your district. You see you
have your full share. Now, if you in
sist on having your man in, I'll have
to turn out somebody. I'll do it at
once for you, but you must select th
one to be turned out."
The Congressman, it is related, went
off in disgust, for he did not dare to
turn out a constituent of his own.
There is a more recent st ry which
show how awkwardly the patronage
system may be made to work for Sena
ors. Two Seanators said Jto the Presi
"That man you nominated for such
an office in our State is unfit for the
place. He is a drunkard and incap
"That is a serious matter," said the
President. "Make the charges in
writing over your own names, and I
will withdraw the nomination."
But the story goes that they respect
fully declined, and the nomination'