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THE COUNTY PAPER.
lly DOnVNR WAX. LB It.
A MIM. BONO.
O merry and fast Is the busy rhyme
The mill wheel stnjrs all day
Yet Kobln, tho miller, has plenty of time
To spare, when I pass that way.
' "0, .latictl" lie cries, "I love you well,
Hut keep our secret sweet;"
"Yet somehow or other tho lasses tell
Whenever we chance to meet.
O Intut and clear, O loud and clear,
Tho clack of the husy mill I
There's many a gosllp about I fear,
Whose tongue can tun faster still I
The coat of my Robin Is white with meal
That Hosts from the grain below,
And sometimes, It may tc, his arm will steal
Where a sweetheart's arm may go,
And the pown I wear Is blue and dark
And bears a token ploln,
So tho lassie's they laugh at the dusty mark!
"0, Janet, again, again I"
O loud and clear, O loud and clear,
The clack of tho busy mlll,l
There's many a gossip nbout I fear,
Whose tongue runs faster still.
PASSION IN TATTERS.
"Sho has got a faco llko ono of her
-own rosebuds," said Mr. Fltzalan.
"I'vo heard of hor n oro than once,"
replied Frank Calverly. "Tli3 pretty
llowor girl,' tho people call hor, don't
they? Old Frixham has doubled his
custom sineo sho enmo there."
"And tho host of It all," added Fitz
nlan, with a laugh, "is that sho is
quito unconscious of her own attrac
tionsa llttlo country lassie, who thinks
only of her own busiuoss, and never
dreams that sho horself is tho sweetost
.flowor of tho assortment."
"Lot's go in and buy a Marcohal
Kiel bud and two or throo sweet
verbona leaves," said Calycrly, "I
should llko to soo this modern Flora of
Dorothy l'onliold stood bohind tho
counter of tho florist's store, sor.lng
over a pllo of fragrant blossoms which
lay on a tray of damp, greon moss.
Trails of sinilax wovo tho green gar
lands up to tho ceiling; heaps of gold
and roso-petalcd buds lay In the win
dows; tuft of purplo hollotropo per
fumed tho uir, and whito carnations lay
liko hillocks of snow against tho panes
of tho show-window, while spikes of
perfumed hyacinth nnd capo-jossatnlno
Hung their subtlo scents upon tho air.
And Dolly herself with hor round,
dimpled faco, pink checks, nnd soft,
brown eyes, exactly tho shado of tho
rippled ha'r, which was brushed simply
back from tho broad, low brow, was a
iitting accessor)' to tho sceno.
Sho looked up as tho two gentlemen
entered, nnd a soft, crimson shadow ov
erspread her faco for a socond.
"Havo you got rno of my favorlto
button hole bouquots made up, Miss Fen
field?" Fitzaluu asked, with a careless
bow and smile.
"I know," naid Dolly, softly. "Aroto
bud and a sprig of heath, and two or
three myrtle loaves; that is what you
like. No; I havo none mado up, just at
prejeut; but can tie ono up in about hnlf
a miuuto, Mr. Fitzalan."
"One for mo too, If you please," said
Calverly, touching ha hat.
".lust tlio samoP"
"Dolly lifted her long eyelashes, which
were liko f rlngos of brownsllk, and gavo
him a shy glance.
"A li'tlo different ploasc. Consult
your wn tasto, Miss Pcnliold."
"I liko tho double bluo violets," said
IDolly gomly, "'with geranium lcavos."
"Ihi'ii they shall bo my favorlto flow
ers also," said Calverly, gallantly.
The gentlemen had hardly taken their
leave, when old Frixham, tho florist,
bustled in, with round, red faco, shining
bnld head, and an air of business all
"Isn't It tlmo you had tho theatro
bouquots ready?" said ho looking crltl
Ically around, aud moving a glass of
-freshly cut callas out of tho level eun-
sotboam3 which at that moment fell,
liko a sheen of golden laces, athwatt
'tho deep bow window.
"I shall havo them roady directly,"
said Dolly starling from hor reverie,
"the flowers nro all sorted out."
"Wo havo too many carnations on
hnnd" said tlio florist fretfully; "and
those gaudy capo bells aro so much
dead loss. Let tho man from tho
greonhousos know plcaso, there's a do
mandfor half -open rosebuds and forced
"Yes," said Dolly dreamily, "I will
itoll him whon ho comes."
Tho closed country wagon with its
freight of fragrant loavos and doli
clously sconted ilowors came early In
tho morning boforo tho florist was out
of bed, and whllo tho sllonco'almost of
an onchantod land lay upon Upper
But Dolly l'onliold was thoro freshou
ing up tho stook of tho day boforo with
wot moss and cool water, and dipping
tho atoms of tho rosebuds.
"No moro carnations, John," sho
.said briskly, "nor araarylllis flowors,
.and wo want plenty of camollias nnd
.geranounis, and thoso bright flowors."
"I thought, porhaps," said honest
.John Deadwood, who measured six feet
in his stockings, and who had tho faco
of an amiablo giant, "you might want
to go baok with mo to-day, Dolly,
Tour aunt has como on from Kansas,
and thoro is going to bo a danco put In
tho barn, with plonty of candles and
overgreon boughs. And mothor said
.sho'would bo prcud to woloorao you to
;thq pld farm bouSo, Do'.Jy. Your oloan.
idor tree Is kept carefully n't the south
'Dear mo'" oare'essly interrupted
aouy -way iton 1, u.uj put ...
-"Bcenujo, Dolly, said tho young man,
11 1 J tl 4l. 1. Hi 41.
reddening, "it reminds us of you. And
tho meadow-lark in tho cago sings
j beautifully; and old red brinllo has a
"Has sho?" qucstionod Dolly Indiffer
ently. John Doadwood lookod hard at her.
"Dolly," said he, "you don't caro
about tho old homo any longorl"
"Yes I do," said Dolly, rousing hor
solf, "but "
Sho paused suddonly, tho rosy color
rushod in n carmlno tldo to hor cheek,
nn involuntary smllo dimpling tho cor
ners of her fresh Hps as sho glanced
through tho snillax trails In tho win
dow. John Deadwood, lollowlng In tho
direction of her oyes, glanced, too, just
in timo to sco a tall gentleman lift his
hat and bow as l:o went jauntily by.
"Is that It?" said John, bitterly.
"Is what?" petulantly retorted Dolly,
"I'm uro I don't know who wo aro
standing horo wnlting for, and I with
twenty-eight bouquets to make up by 2
o'clock. That's all, John, I think.
Don't forget tho Hllo3 of tho valley."
"But you haven't nnsworod mo,
"Answered y u whnt?"
"About tho danco in tho old barn, nnd
coming back with mo when tho wagon
returns at 5 o'clock."
"It Is quito out of tho question," said
"You promlsod mo years ago"
"Nonsonse," said Dolly, flinging tho
azaleas and pinks around in fragrant
confusion. "I was only a child then."
"But you'vo no right to go back on
your word, Dolly, child or no child."
"1 novor promlsod, John."
"But you lot mo bellovo that ono day
you would bo my wlfo. And I'vo lived
on tho thought of It, Dolly, ovor sluco.
And if this city situation of yours should
break up my llfo's hopos "
"Don't hopo anything about me,
John!" brusquely iutorruplod tho girl.
"Horo comes a customor. Plcaso, John,
don't stand thoro any longor looking
liko a ghost."
And honest, heart-brokon John turned
nnd went with heavy hoart out to whero
tho wagon stood, nnd -old Bonn was
waiting with down-dropping hoad
and half-closed oyes.
"It does seem to mo," ho muttcrod
between his teeth, "that thoro is nothing
loft to llvo for any longor."
Dolly looked half romorsofully after
"I'vo nlmost a mind to call him
back," said sho to hcrsolf, rts sho picked
out a bunch of whito violets for tho now
comor. "I do liko John Doadwood;
but I think ho has no business to con
sider himself engaged to mo, just bc-
causo of that boy-and-girl nonsonse
Ono's ideas chnngo as ono gets on in
And Dolly's cheek was llko tho reflec
tion of tho pink azaleas as sho thought
of Mr. Fitzalan and tho t.urquoirs ring
llu.t ho had given hor as a troth plight,
And Mr. Frlxhnm camo in presently,
"I'vo a noto from tho Sedgcwlcks,
ou l'ifth avenuo" ho said hurriedly,
"They always order their flowors from
Scrvoss, but Sorvoss,1 has disappointed
thorn. Thoy want tho houso decorated
for a party to-night there's not a mln
uto to loso. I havo toloraphed to Bol
ton's for ono hundred yards of suiilnx
nnd running lorn, nnd ono hundred poln
Sottas; nnd I think wo can raanago tho
rest oursolvos. You had bottor go at
once, Miss l'cnflcld, and plan tho deco
rations you'vo a proity tasto of your
own and I'll sond up tho flowers with
Hodgos to holp you."
And Dolly wont, hor mind still on tho
turqolso ring, with a band of virgin
gold nnd Its radiant bluo stone.
Tho Sodgwiok mansion was a brown
stono palace, with plato glass case
ments, and a vostibulo paved with
black and ornngo marblo.
Mrs. Sedgwick, a statoly lady In a
Wnttcau wrapper and blondo cap, re
ceived Dolly in tho groat drawing
"Ohl" said sho, lilting hor oyo
glnsses, "you'rn from tho florists, nro
youP Well, I know nothing about tho:o
things I only want tho rooms to look
ologant. Toll your husband tosparo no
"Mr. Frixham Is not my husband,"
"Your fathor, thon."
"But ho isn't my fathor," insisted
Dolly, half laughing. IIo's no relation
at all, I will toll him, howovor."
"Exactly," said Mrs. Sodgwlck, "I
particularly doslro plenty of whito
roses, as I am told thoy aro customary
at this sort of affair. It's an engage
"IndoodI" said Dolly, trying to look'
"Botwoon my daughter, Clara, and
Mr. Alfred Fltzalan," said Mrs. Sodg
wiok with conscious oomplaoonoy.
Dolly said nothing, but tho room
with its fluted cornloos and lofty ceil
ings soemcd to swim around her liko
tho waves of tho sea. And as sho
wont out with Mrs. Sodgwiok still
chatting about whito rosebuds nndbo-
gonla loaves, sho passed tho' half opon
door of a room, all hung with bluo vol
vot, whoro a yollow-trossod boauty sat
smiling on a low divan, with Fritzalan
bonding tenderly abovo hor.
"Ho lias only been amusing himsolf
with mo," said Dolly to horself.
Thoro was a sharp aoho at hor hoart,
but after all it was only tho sting of
wounded prido. Thank heavon oh,
thank hoavon, it was nothing worso than
Honest John Doadwood was. drivinc
1 old Roan 8teadily and solemnly along
t tJl0 of wood8 .mQ tho
J V0iVi;t.mo830(i bowlders lay llko dor-
mant beasts of proy in tho spring twi
light, whon a graw shadow glided out
of tho other shatlowj and stood at his
"John!" sho whisporod.
"Dolly! It's novor you?"
"Yos, John," said tho girl gontly but
steadily. "I'm going baok homo with
"God bless you, Dolly," said tho
young man forvently.
"For good nndall, John, If you'll tako
mo," said Dolly, slowly. "I'vo had
quito enough of city Ufa; nnd I'll holp
you with tho groonhousos, nnd I'll try
and bo ngood llttlo housokoopor. Shall
John put his arm around hor and
huggod hor up to his sldo.
"Darling!" said ho huskily, "it's most
too good uows to bo true; but, If my
word is worth anything, you thnll novor
regret your decision of this day."
So tho pretty flowor girl vanished out
of tho bowor of s'.ullax and rosobuds.
Tho Stdgowick mansion wasn't decora
ted at all, nnd Mr. Filxham had lost his
now customer. Aud (ho turquolso ring
enmo back to Mr. Fltzalan in a blank
ABOUT MONEY ORDERS.
Curious Incidents ltolutod by a Postofllco
"Had you como a llttlo earlier you
might havo witnessed an Incident, or
rather a colncldonco, whloh could not
but couvlnco tho most skeptical that
wo aro living In a progressive ago."
This remark was mado to roportor of
tho American by Air. J. J. C. Dough
erty, tho votoran pay clerk in tho
money order department of tho post
ofllcc, tho other day, as tho reporter
stoppod at his desk to ask If thoro was
"anything now." Tho reporter ven
tured to ask for n further explanation.
"Well," continued Mr. Dougherty, "I
was in tho net of, cashing two money
ordors, prosonled rospootlvoly by a Gor
man, who had rccoivcd his from tho
eastern section of Prussia, and a son of
Erin, who had received his from Bel
fast. At the samo momont my atten
tion was called to tho fact that a China
man was at tho rocolvlng dosk, imme
diately opposlto, applying for a money
order which ho intendod sending to San
Francisco. Hero was monoy being s'-nt
and reooived to and from oxtrcmo sec
tions by natives of different countries ut
ono and tho samo momont. Now, wasn't
that a llttlo singular?" Tho reporter
admitted that It was, and thon asked,
"Do you over havo any trouble or com
plaints about monoy orders?"
"Very few; and oven theso aro gen
erally on account of tho ignorance of
dissatisfied parties regarding tho dis
position of tho order. As nn instance,
a German camo in horo ono day, and,
npproaohiug mo augrlly, said that this
was a lino way of doing business. Ho
had gotten a monoy order som-j five
days previously, mado out In favor of
h'.s wifo, who was in Philadelphia, and
whodeshed to como homo. This money
was to pay her faro. Sho had, howover,
novor received it, and was compelled
to borrow from friends enough to como
homo with. I thought this rather strango,
and, noticing my doubting look, ho
suddonly plungtd his hand into a capa
clous pookot, saying ho could provo his
assertion by showing his receipt, and
lo and behold ho drew out tho monoy
ordor. Of courso I know thon w&ero
the tronblo was, nnd whon I explained
to him that ho should havo sent tho
order to his wife, ho scorned dazed at
first, and thon'broko into a broad grin.
and, with tho remark, 'I always thought
I was a fool, now I know it,' slowly
walked out of tho ofllco. I could tell
you a dozon such incidonts."
"According to reeont statements,"
said tho roportor, "thoro seems to bo a
largo amount of money accumulating
in tho sub-treasury at New York."
"Boforo you go any further,!' said
Mr. Dougherty, '1 want to say thoro is
somo misundorslnndlug ro2nrdln tlil3
money. Many suppoao that it was col
lcotc.il in New York nlono. In this,
however, I think thoy arc ml3takon. It
is monoy collected from invalid orders
from all over tho country, and somo of
tho orders dato back to tho tlmo of tho
organization of tho" monoy ordor do
partmont, now nbout soventoon years,
Yon seo, New York is tho foreign as
woll as tho domestic exchango, and all
surplus Is sent to tho postmaster nt Now
York, who in turn doposlts tho monoy
in tho sub-treasury at that city. Tho
monoy ordors, which beeomo luvnlld
ono year aftor da!o, aro sont to tho de
partment ni Washington, whoro thoy
iro placed on illo. In tho mean tlmo
should tho payer prosi nl himsolf after
timo, wo mako application on his he
half to tho dopartmont at Washington
which thon authorizes us to mako tho
"You say you sond all your surplus
funds to Now York; how do you man,
oeo whon you run shortP"
"That is somothing wo never allow to
occur, and, in faot, from tho systomatlo
mannor In which ovorythlng is arrang
od, suoh a tlung cannot occur. Tho
monoy ordor system Is nothing moro
nor less than an immense banking con
cern, in which thoro is no capital invest
ed, and nono nocessary. I havo already
told you that Now York is the oxohango,
Tho smaller offices sendthoir surplus to
tho nearest main ollloo, whoneo in turn
tho entire amount is remitted to Now
York. At tho samo tlmo ovory ofiloo,
largo and small, has an acoount with tho
postmastor at Now York, and it is cre
dited with atcortaln amount which it
can draw whon nooossary. Whon that
amount is exhausted a renewal of tho
account Is nooossary. Now our limit is
$10,000, and I draw for $2,000 at a timo
no I nood it. Whon this amount is ex
hausted I mako application to hayo t,ho
amount ronowod. In tho groat panto of
1873, when tho banks woro not consid
ered safe, wo transmitted an immonso
sum of monoy. In tho month of Sep
tember alone I paid out at this ofllco
$125,000. This is whatls termed n pay
ing ofllco; in other words, wo pay out
about fivo times as much ns wo receive.
During (ho last year wo cashed 00,018
ordors, amounting to $l,olo,807.45, and
wo issued 28,245 ordors for $425,110.10.
As tho business is stcndl'y increasing,
ti cso amounts will bo f. welled consider
ably by tho oloso of tho presont year."
"Havo you many Invnlld ordors on
hand nt presont?"
"Only a few, nnd thoso will bo sent
to Washington in n day or two. 1 havo
about $l,C0O worth, howovor, that aro
unclaimed that Is to say, thoy havo
been lying horo n long timo. Hero is
a lot, all belonging to ono man, and
horo is anolhor, belonging to a slnglo
individual. Thoy aro merchants, well
known here, but do not seem to bo in a
hurry to got their monoy. Ono of theso
allowc d a couplo of ordors to remain
longer than ono year, and thinking his
money was lost, gavo his ordors ono
for $50 and another for $5 -to his wlfo,
tolling her, jocularly, to mako uso of
them. Tho lady camo horo and nsked
whether theso orders woro of any ac
count. Upon bolng iiiformod that thoy
were, shu thought this an cxcollcnt joko
on her husband. I mado application
for hor, nnd in two days alio had hor
A PATHtTIC STORY.
Nnsby la Ireland,
In our party was nn American gon-
tloman, blessed with an nbundnnco
of boys, but no girl, nnd ho and his
wlfo had been contemplating tho ndop.
Hon of a girl. Horo was an opportu
nity to secure not only n girl, but just
tho kind of n "girl that ho would havo
givon half his cstato to bo tho fathor of.
And so ho opened negotiations.
An Irishman who know him oxplalncd
to tho father and mother that tho gen
tleman wns a man of moans, that his
wifo was an oxeollontgood woman, nnd
that tho child would bo adopted regu-
rly under tho laws of the Stato in
which ho lived, nnd would bo educated.
and would rank equally with his own
children in tho mannor of inhorltnnco,
and all that. In short, sho was mado
to understand that Norah would bo
reared a lady.
Then tho Amorican struck in. She,
tho mother, might select a girl to ac
company tho child across tho Atlantic,
and tho girl solootcd should go into his
family as tho child's nurso, nnd tho
child should bo roared in tho religion of
U:o father andmothur consultodlong
and anxiously. It was a torrlblo strug
gle. On tho ono hand was tho child's
advantago, on tho othor paternal and
Finally a conclusion was arrived at
"(Jod holp mo," said tho mother.
"You shall havo her. I know you will bo
good to hor."
1 uon mo arrangomonts woro pushed
veiy briskly, and with regular Aniorl
caii buslucs-llko vchomenco. Tho girl
selected to' no as nui so was tho moth
er's sister, a comely girl of twenty. Tho
American took tho child and rushod
out to a haberdasher's and' purchnsed
an outfit for her. Ho put shoos and
stockings on hor, which was a novel
oxperionco, nnd a proltly llttlo i.re
and a llttlo hat with a feather iu it, and
a llttlo sash and nil that sort of thing,
and ho procjirod shoes nnd stocking s
for tho oldor girl, and a tidy dress and
a hat and shawl, nnd so forth. And
thon ho brought thom back, instructing
tho mother that ho should lcavo with
them for Cork tho next morning at
olovon, and that tlio girl and child
should ho dressed nnd ready to dopart.
Tho next morping camo, and tho
Amorican wont for his child. Sho wns
dressed, though very awkwardly. Tho
mother had novor had any experlenco
iu dressing children, nnd it was a won
der that sho did not got tho dress ou
wrung fcido up. But thoro sho wns.
luo mother walleu us ono wuo was
parting with everything that was dear
to hor; tho fathor lay and moaned,
looking from Norah to tho American.
Timo was up. Tho mothor took tho
baby in hor arras and gavo it tho final
ombraco and tho long, loving kiss; tho
father took hor in his arms and kissod
her, and the othor children lookod on
astounded, while tho girl stood woopiug,
'Good-by," said tho Amorican. "I
will tako caro of tho babo," and taking
hor from her mothor's arms ho slaitod
for tho door. Thoro was a shriek, tho
woman darlod to him just as ho was
closing tho door, nnd snatched tho baby
irom ins arms.
"Drop tho chlldl" said tho fathor!
"You can't havo hor for all tho monoy
thoro is in Amerlkyl"
"No, sor," ojaculnted tho mother,
half way botweon fainting and hystor-
les, "I can't part wld bor!"
And sho commenoed undressing tho
"Tako baok your boautiful clothos,
glvo mo baok tho rags that was on hor,
but yo can't havo tho child."
And tho girl, sho commoncod undress
ldg too, for sho did not want to obtain
clothos under false pretenses,' but. tho
American stopped tho disrobing,
"It's bad for tho child," ho said,
"but somohow I can't blarao you. You
aro woloomoto tho clothes, though."
And ho loft as fast as ho 6ould, and
no'.icod that ho was busy with his hand
korohlof about his oyes for somo mint
A llttlo girl read a composition beforq
tno minister. Tho subjcot wns a "cow.'
Sho wovo in tho oompllmontnrv son
tenco, "A cow U tho most useful animal
4n tho world exjopt religion,"
Now Mlko was an 'ostler of very good pari ,
Yet sly as a church mouse was ho ;
And ho came to confess to the new parish
Like a pious and true devotee.
When his sins were reeled oft till no more could
Said tho priest! "Aro you sure yoi'vo told
Have the mouths of tho horses never ti.cn greas
ed, So they couldn't cat oats In the stall I"
"With respect to yerriv'rence," said Mike, with
"Sure for that ye may lavo mcalono;
I'ro scrape 1 t'.'.l there's nlvcr a slu left beyond
Mo conscience- Is clano to tho honor'
So absolved, happy Mlko went an ay for moro
Tilt tho day camo around to tell all ;
And tho very first thing ho confessed, ho had
Tho mouth of each horso In tho stall 1
'How Is this!" said the priest; "when here, but
You never had done this, you swore."
"Faith, thanks to ycr rlv'rcnco," sa'd Mike,
"slch a thing
I nlvcr had heard of before I"
"A MAS AS WAS VRONOED."
If it had bcon a pleasant day, and if
wo nil hadn't been out of sorts with our
luck, wo should havo had a word of wot
como for tho strangor as ho cntorod
our camp that wretched afternoon. As
it wns, fifty of us saw him loavo Chlnoso
Trail at Dead Man's Elbow nnd walk
Into our camp, and novor a man roso up
lo saluto him.
Tho stranger scorned to oxpoct just
suoh. a reception. That is, ho didn't
seem a bit surprlsod. Ho passed down
tho slnglo strcot wo had named Road to
Riches, turned to tho loft at tho lono
plno troo, nnd without onco looking
around him ho stakod off a claim and
began to erect a shanty.
Bad man, rut afoarod," growled
Judgo Slasnor, ns ho partly olosod ono
oyo and gavo tho strangor tho benefit of
'Bin bounced out of somo camp for
allng," added tho big chap from
'Toll you, ho's got a hang-dog look,"
puj in tho man known as "Ohio Bill."
Every man in tho camp wns down on
tho frosh arrival, and that without
10. Ordinarily wo were a jolly sot,
and n strangor coming among us mot
with words of cheer, but that afternoon
tho devil was to pay. Tho thrco mules
bolonging to camp hnd strayed off and
been gobbled by tho Indians, and on
tho heels of this discovery camo tho an
nouncement that wo had only salt
enough to last two days, whllo tho sugar
was entirely gone.
So wo woro cross grained and all out
of sorts, aud it was lucky for tho
stranger that ho gavo us no oxcuso to
pick a quarrel. Tho noxt day was bright
aud fair, and if ithadn'tbecn for Judgo
Slasher somo of us would havo gono
ovor and oxeusod our mnnnors and
asked tho strangor to chip in aud bo
como neighborly; but tho Judgo said:
"IIo's a bad un, hois. I kin toll It by
tho way his hoad Is set on his body.
Fust thing wo know a committoo will
como lilong horo' and gobblo him up fur
robbery or murdor."
Two wcoks had passed, and whllo
somo or us una givon tno strangor a
curt "good morning," noosohndstruek
hands with him, or entorcd his shnuty
to smoko a friendly plpo. Thon a cli
max camo. Tho six of us occupying
ono shanty woro working in common,
and our bag of dust was buried in a
corner of tho tirc-placo. Ono morning
this bag was missing, and you can 1m
agino that thoro was a ilrst class row in
no tlmo. Thoro was tho holo whero
some 0110 had dug under tho stones and
enrriod off our treasure, and whom wore
wo to suspect? Wo hnd faith in oach
other, and wo could not suspMj1, out
siders because nono of thomknoV' where
our bag was concealed, and bcoauso this
was tho first caso of stealing ovor known
ou Betsy Jnno Hill.
Yes, wo were mad, and in tho excite
ment of tho first discovery wo camo noar
having a froo fight among oursolfes. It
increased our anger lo discover that wo
could not rensouabiy suspect any ono,
nnd this fact mado ovory ono of us try
tho hardor to piok up a clue. At length
Judgo Slashor sprang to his feot with
"By tho bones of Kldd! but I know
"That hang-dog, sboep-stoalingstrnnyJ
gor! Hang mo! if I didn't dream of
his comlflg In here last night to borrovfcj
a t hovel, aud it was his digging undW
tho stones whloh started that drean!
Ho has hold aloof from us, and thiA's
proof enough that ho camo horo for to
It was a straw to catch at. Wo lost
in a night all wo had gainod by months
of hard work, and wo didn't stop fh
reason. It was decldod to lay tho char in
at tho stranger's door, and if ho coi Id
provo his inhocenco so much tho boti 1r
Tho nows that tho Whito Houso, as wo
called our shanty, had boon robb6d,
spread llko wild-lire, and wo startod foH
tho stranger's claim, our crowd numj
bored a full hundred. Ho was outside
at work, and as ho saw us coming ho
was startled. Tho angry murmurs and
black looks must havo frightened him,
You will say that an innocont man
would havo stayed and braved tho storm.
As tho crowd swooped down on this
man ho startod off at a run.
"Haiti haltl halt, or we'll shoot!"
shouted a score of mon.
"Ho's tho thiof stophlml stop him!"
roared tho Judgo. - 1
Fivo or six shots woro flrod almost as
one, nnd tho fugltlvo tumbled forward
on tho rocks, Throo bullets entered
his back, and as tho foremost mon bent
ovor him and turned his whito scared
faco to tho heavens ho gasped:
"You havo murdorod mo God for
"Now to soarch hlml" said tho Judge,
as ho camo up, and hnlf a dozon hands
mado quick work of it. Rosttug ou his
breast, and mado fast to his nook by a
ribbon, was a pnekago wrapped in oil
skin. Thoro was a flutter of excitemont
as tho Judgo rudoly snapped tlio string
and hold tho pnekaga In his hand. It
wns our dust.
0! Wo formed In a clrvlo around
tho Judgo as ho sal on a rook nnd
opened tho package, and in loss than a
minuto there woro whito faL'o among
us. What woro tho contonU? A pho
tograph of n fair-faced, mlddlo-agod
woman, and on tho card was written:
"Mary Died Juno 10th, 1857."
Thnt was tho dead man's wlfo! Thoro
wa? n second photograph that of a
babo about a year old, and tho Judgo
read aloud in a trembling voice:
"Our Harry Died April 4lh, 1857."
That was not all. On a card woro locks
of their hair. Thoro was a gold rinj
onco worn by tho wlfo, n faded ribbon
which hor lingers had touched, and a
hit of plnld llko tho dress tho baby woro
when photographed. Relics of what?
Of years ngono of a fond wlfo and
boautiful child of joy and happiness
of a husband's lovo nnd a fathor's grief!
And wo woro looking down upon
thoro things nnd fooling our hoarts
swolllng up and our oyes growing misty
whon up comes our good-for-nothing,
half-witted cook with tho bag of dust
in his hand! In repairing tho flro
placo ho had moved tho bag, and in
tho oxoltomont ovor its supposed loss
whnt llttlo wit ho had was frlghtonod
away for tho momont. Tho holo lmdor
tho stones had bcon mado by somo
small animal in search of food, and in
our hasto wo had accused and murder
ed an innocont man.
It camo to us in full forco nswo stood
thoro, and mon sighod and wiped thoiiJ
oyes anil wnlkod away with trembling
steps. Tho Judgo felt' that ho was most
to blamo. Ho was looked upon ns a
hard, wlokod man, but thoso relics of
tho dead broko him up. Ho sat thoro
and wopt liko a-child, and In a voluo
hardly audiblo for his great emotion ho
"Heaven forgivo mo for this awful
With sorrow with tendorness with
hearts llko children, wo dug a grnvo
and put tho poor body into It, and with
his own hands tho Judgo planted tho
head-board and engraved thoroon:
"Horo lies a man as was wrongcdl
" 'Tis Easy to Die,"
"If I had strength to hold a pen, I
would wrlto how easy and delightful It
is to die," woro tho last wordsof thocol
obrntod surgeon. Win. Hunter; and Louis
XIV is recorded as sayiug, with his last
breath, 'T thought dying had been moro
That tho painlessness of death Is ow
ing to somo benumbing inlluenco acting
on tho sensory norvos may bo inforr. d
from tho fact that untoward cxtornal
surroundings raroly troublo tho dylug.
On tho day that Lord Colllngwood
breathed his last tho Mediterranean was
tumultuous; thoso olemonts which had
been tlio sccno of his past glories roso
and fell in swelling undulations nnd
seemed as if rocking him to sloop. Cap
tain Thomas ventured to ask If ho was
disturbed by tho tossing of tho ship.
"No, Thomas," ho answered, "I am
now in a stato that nothing can disturb
mo morn I am dying, and I am sure it
must bo consolatory to you and all that
lovo mo to sco how comfortably I am
coming to my end." In tlio Quarterly
lleview thoro Is relatod au iustanco of n
criminal who escaped death from hang
ing by tho breaking of tho rope. Hen
ry IV. of Franco sent I1I3 physiolau
Cxamino him, who reported that aftor
moment's sufforing tho man saw an ap
pearaneo llko flro, across which appoa
ed n most beautiful avenuo of trees
Whon a pardon was mentioned tho pris
onor coolly 1 opllod that it was noc worth
asking for. Thoso who havo been neai
death from drowning, and afterward re
stored to consciousness, assort that tho
dying suffer but llttlo pain.
. CaptninMnrryuttstntcs that his sensa
tions at ono timo when nearly dtowncd
were rather pleasant than otherwise.
"Tho first struggle for llfo onco ovor,
tho water closing around mo assumed
tho appearanco of waving gi eon fields.
It is not a fooling of paiu, butsoems llko
sinking down, ovorpowored by sleop,
in tho long, soft grass .of tho seft moad
ow." Now, this is precisoly tho condition
'rcsontcd in death from disease. In
sensibility comes on, tho miud loses
consciousness of external objoots aud
death rapidly and plaoldly ensues from
De Lesseps' Love Story,
m 1 T I . J I T 1 J , , 1 T". . 1, ,
ft xuu resuivr jjioyti says mat nruinana
Nlo Lesseps has been nn Otuollo, though
without tho miserablo ill-luck of Shaks
poaro's swarthy horo. Liko ''Othello,"
ho won his presont boautiful wlfo by tho
narration of his advonturos anddanirors,
M. do Lessops is now ontho vorcoof
eighty, but in spite of his groat ago Ternary nna iaiie." "inon why oo you
retains tho hopofulnoss and freshness off insist," said tho Justloo, "on collecting
youth, and has boon compared in this
respect, to Pythagoras, Titian and
Aloxandor von Humboldt, and oven to
thoso horoes of Indian logond who en
joy thoir llvos twice over, At tho ago
of sixty-eight, M, do Lossops was loft a
wldowor, and had a troop of growu-up
sou's and daughters, Somo fow years
.after it was reported, to tho amazement
of tho world, that tho llvoly septuagena
rian had married a young Croolo
maiden of astonishing beauty, who has
slnco brought him six children. In a
certain Parisian family, whore M. de
Losscps often visited, there was a bevy ,
of five sisters. The old man delighted '
to gather tfiom around him, and relate
stirring episodes from his travels. One
day, while spooking of hb oxporioncos
In Palestine, ha said ho had undorgone
groat dangers and difficulties among iht
Arabs, bocausO thoy could not conceive
how a man could llvo without a wife..
Tho prettiest of tho sisters innocoutly
oskod, "Why, thon, do you not marry
ngalnP" "Bocauso I am too old," re
plied M. do Lessops. "Bes doa, ho ad-
ded, "If I woro to fall in lovo with 'a
young girl, it would bo absurd to think
that sho would fall in lovo with mo."
"Who knows!" obsorvod his ques
tlonor. Lossops told his young listen
ers nbout tho Roso of Jorioho, which,
aftor being driod and placed in water,
again bursts out into bloom.
Soon aftorward ho obtained ono of
thoso roses, and prcsontcd it to tho
young girl. In a fow days sho appeared
with tho reblossomod roso in hor hand,
which sho gavo to tho honored guest,
saying, at tho samo tlmo: "Sco what a
mlraclo tho water has oflcctod upon tho
roso; it is tho blossoming of lovo in old
ago." Thoir oyes met, and M. do Los- ,
sops, bolloving that his Dosdomona hnd
a meaning in what sho did, qulollysald:
"If you really think thnt you daro ven
ture to share the remaining years of an
old man, horo is my hand." But for
his mnrrlago it is very uncoitain
whothor tho bold projector would havo
undortnkon his lnborlous ta.k at Pan
ama. Sho is always nt his sldo, and has
boon his chlof holp and support through
out his arduous conflicts with politi
cians, monoy-londers, inquirers and la
borers. What Shall I Do for n Living?
Tho cholco of a business is ono of tho
most important choices which a boy
can mako. It should, thoroforo, bo
mado with caro and deliberation.
As a rule, ono should adopt that call
ing which ho likes. In a busincssy of
Whloh ho is fond, a boy will usually
succeed; whoroas, in a business whloh
ho dislikes, tho chnncos of failures aro
Many boys show, in early lifo. a par
ticular bont for a spociaj kind of work;
nnd this inclination should bo followedjs
Whon Maoaulay, tho historian of Eng
land, was only eight yoars old, his
mothor wrote of him that "ho took it
into his hoad to wrlto n compendium of
universal history, nnd ho really con-rr
trlvcd to glvo a tolerably connoctod vlow
of tho loading events from tho creation
to tho present timo, filling almost a
quire of paper."
Tho fathor of Sir Joshua Reynolds,
tho famous portrait" palntor, triod to in--y
dueo him to bocomo a physician; but
tho boy's talent for drawing was bo
groat, and ho was so pcristont in his
uso of brush nnd penoil, that tho fathor
failed in his purposo.
So tho fathor of Hogarth apprenticed
hi son to a silversmith, but his liking
for painting was so strong that his caroor
in art seemed almost a necessity.
Lot a boy chooso tho vocation that,
after thought and advlco, ho judges ho
likes; and if ho. pursues it wisely, ho will
As that wlso wit, Sydnoy Smith, snys:
"Bo what naturo intended you for.
Bo anything olso, and you will bo ton
thousand timos worso than nothing."
A Clever Crow,
1 havo had my Australian piping crow
for about two yoars. At first he was'''
quito unoducatod, and ruthor a dlsrep
utablo locking party, but, with good
food and oxorciso, his musical talent
soon dovelopod itself. Ho began with
tlio first part of "Tho Bolls," thoa ho
got off perfoctly tho trumpet call of
"Coaso Firing 'T "Charllo is My DarU ,
ing," "Nix MyDollio," and ho is dill
gontly at work at "God BJoss th
Prince," nnd has tho first part fairly
well off. Ho fetches nnd carries llko a
dog; and seems nover tired of running
aftor a ball of crumpled paper and
bringing it baok and putting it Into
ono's hnnd nnd watting for anothor
throw. Ho will tumble about on thu
floor nnd play moro llko a tnonkoy than
n bird. Ho will get into a slippor with
a string tied to it and allow himself to
bo coached round nnd round tho room,
holding on nil tho timo to tho string.
Somotimo ago wo wore troublod with
mico, but Peter soon brought thom to a
senso of thoir situation. Ho ferreted
thom out, chased thom, killed thom,
and having duly washed thom In his
water tin, hung thom up to dry, picked
them and swallowed thom. It requires
peat persovoranco training theso birds.
They will oat almost anything. Somo
days ago our bird swallowed a pleco cf
glass, und for two days and nights wns
very ill, moaning pitifully; but ho nt
last brought it up in ho usual way
hawks and owls.do. Ho is n6w quito
recovorod and in full song.
A too uttorly, too, tooyoungmanhad
his fortuno told by a clairvoyant. Hor
chargo was fivo dollars. Ho refused to
pay it, and sho suod hixx boforo a
Justloo of tho Potico t6YWovor tho
amount. The tjofenso v(jV that tho
clairvoyant wa!ulatariuand that
thoro was no truth in tho story shoJmd
told him. Turning to hor tho Justice
thon asked: "What havo you to say to
that, madam?" "I admit," shoroplled,
I "that what I told him was purolvimog-
tho blUP" "Beeauso," sho answered,
"it was worth fivo dollars to hold his
Ddlce De Leck, This is a Spanish
sweet-moat, and can bo used as a sauce
for pudding, or can bo spread on broad
for children, Ono quart of milk, ono .
pound of, white sifted sugar, ono too
spponfull of flour, ono tonspoonful of
ground oinamon; put in a ohina-linod
vossol; slmmor for llvo or six hours; 00
ohsioiially stir it; it will hafdorioat