VOL. LV. BARTER, AUCTIONEER, REBERSBURG. PA. J C. SPRINGER, Fashionable Barber, Next Door to JOURNAL Store, MII.LHKIH, PA. jgROCKERHOFF HOUSE, (Opposite Court House.) H. BROCKER Proprietor. WM. MCKKKVKK, Manager. Go H! sample rooms on first floor. Free bus to and from all trains. Special rates to jurors and witnesses. Strictly First Class. IRVIX HOUSE. (Must Ceiuml Hotel IN the OltyJ Corner MAIN and JAY Streets, Lock llaven, Fa. S. WOODS CILWKLL, Proprietor. Good Sample Rooms for Commercial Travelers on first floor. jQR D. H. MINGLE, Physician and Surgeon, MAIN Street, MILLHKIM. Pa. JOHN F. HARTER, PRACTICAL DENTIST, Office in 2d story of Tomliuson's Gro cery Store, On MAIN Street, MILLHKIM, Pa. C. T. Alexander. C. M. Bower. ATTORNEYS AT LAW. BELLEFONTK, PA. Qfflce In Garman's new building. JOHN B. LINN, ATTORNEY AT LAW, BELLEFONTK, PA. Office on Allegheny Street. OLEMENT DALE, ATTORNEY AT LAW, BELLKFONTE, PA. Northwest corner of Diamond. Y° cum & HASTINGS, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. BELLKFONTE, PA. High Street, opposite First National Baa*. C. HEINLE, ATTORNEY AT LAW, BELLEFONTK, PA. Practices in all the courts of Centre County. Spec al attention to Collections. Consultations In German or English. ■^Y ILBUR F * KEEDER, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTK, PA. All bus ness promptly attended to. Collection of claims a speciality. J. A. Beaver. J W. Gephart. JgEAVER & GEPHART, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, BELLEFONTK, PA. Office on Alleghany Street, North of High. A. MORRISON, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTK, PA. Office on Woodrlng's Block, Opposite Court House. S. KELLER, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTK, PA, Consultations In English or German. Office In Lyon's Building, Allegheny Street. JOHN G. LOVE, ATTORNEY AT LAW, <5 BELLEFONTK, PA. Office in the rooms formerly occupied br the late w. p. Wilson. ADVERTISE IN THE Millheim Journal. R ATES ON APPLICATION She pillketM PKKFKI T rRIfT. My boat Is on tie open sen Whloh storms ami tempest toss ; 1 Know not of the ills to meet Before 1 get across. I do not know how long or short The fitful trip may le; But patient I'll abide His time Who built the boat for me, "Tis fully manned in every part, Hope Is the anchor fair; The compass that It has is Faith, And every oar is prayer. Sometimes 1 see the breakers nigh, The ix-eau uiadl.v roars. But all 1 do is simply this— Beud closer to the oars. At times the waves run mountain high And threaten me to strand; 1 fear not, for He holds them tu The hollow of his band. The fog at times obscures my course, I see the way but dim; But well I know I eauuot drift Beyond the sight of lltui. 1 know not where the shoals may lie. Nor where there the whirpools be. It Is enough, dear Lord, to feel Thai they are kuowu to Thee. And thus content I glide along. If either slow or fast, Well knowing He vfill surely bring Me safe to port at last. THE EMKKALD KING. "For my part, I'm tired of regular proper picnics," said Eva Harrold as she stood ou the upper portico of "The Double Hill Heuse," among the White Mountains, and talked with a circle of her own particular friends. "Who cares to drive away from here, with a well packed luncheon basket, bound for a certain place, and sure of coming straight back from that place as soon as the luncheon is eaten? Where is the fun in that ? What I should like, would be to set off, no one should know where, and without oue crumb of provisions. Then we should have some chance of an adventure before our return." "Yes ! For we should all starve to death in these lonely woods," laughed the girls. "I tliink not—that is, if you will all trust yourselves to me!" exclaimed Herbert Hale, who lived (of late) only to humor the countless caprices of the handsome Baltimore heiress, and to execute her commands. "We will let the horses choose their own road, once we are well away from here, and then we will abide by what we happen to find, wherever they may take us. I promise that yon shall not starve. And I make only one condition." "What is that?" they cried. "You must all be ready to start from this door exactly at half-past eleven o'clock to-morrow, if the morning is fine." All agreed to be punctual, and the group broke up, for it was nearly time to dress for dinner. Miss Harrold did not take the trouble to thank her votary* in words. But, as she passed by him, she held out her hand, with a queenly smile. He bent low over it, and felt himself amply repaid for all the thought, care and pains which this "impromptu" ex pedition was to cost him. As he walked toward the further end of the long piazza, lost in calculation, a shrinking little figure drew aside, with a start, out of his way. A delicate, childlike face looked up at him. Two weeks before that day Eva Har rold had not arrived at the Double Hill House, with her party of fashionable friends. And Herbert Hale, worn out by along winter of toil in his law-office, hail been only too happy to spend those first days of his mountain holiday at Lilian Archer's side. His heart smote him, as he saw the crimson flush on her face, and the trem bling of the perfect lips that tried to greet him calmly. "1 hope you will not fail to make one of our party to-moirow," he said, kindly, as he passed her. And Lillian, who had not seen that kiss pressed upon the white hand of the heiress, felt her foolish heart flutter with one of the old throbs of joy. "Perhaps he has found out what a flirt Eva is," she thought, hopefully. "And he did seem really to cure for me, until she came." So Lily joined the "new departure" (as the pic-uic party called themselves) on the next morning. She looked very modest snd pretty in her white lawn dress, dotted with blue embroidered spots, and her white chip hat, with its broad blue ribbon. And the heiress, resplendent in rib bons of cardinal red, insisted that Lily should occupy one side of the front seat, while she took the other, leaving the centre seat for Herbert, as charioteer. His face was a study, for a moment, as he saw this unexpected arrangement. But he said nothing, and they drove off along a new and unknown road. After two hours the horses were rested and plentifully fed. But nothing was offered to the ladies, until the carriage drew up before an old-fashioned brown farm-house, between four and five o'clock in the afternoon. Here a "dinner tea," beginning with stewed chicken, and ending with 4 berry shortcakes" piled high on immense china platters, awaited them. They ate like famished creatures, all save Lily, whose aching heart was caus ing her a martyrdom of pain. The horses were stabled in the far MILLILEDI, PA., THURSDAY, OCTOBER 20,1881. mer'H barn. The picnic party, enjoying every moment of their novel pleasure, danced upon the green before the low, brown house, to the farmer's violin. Miss Harrold waltzed once with Her bert, in token of her gratitude for a very pleasant day, she said. Then she sat apart, near Lily, and watched the brilliant scene. They started home by moonlight. But ere long the skv darkened, and a wild western wind began to wail along the lonely road. The horses seemed a little restive over this sudden change, Herbert alighted to soothe them and to rearrange the harness. "Lily !" whispered Eva, "my neural gia is coining on again, on this side of uiv face and this wind makes it worse. Change places with nie, will you, dear ?" It was done. The clouds lowered more and more, but the horses trotted swiftly on. And beside Herbert, Lily was not at all afraid. Suddenly, in the darkness, she felt a hand on hers. Herbert leaned toward her, whispered "Darling!" in the old, fond toueS, and left a small jmckage in imr hand. Breathless, and almost bewildered, with the sudden change from gloom to perfect joy, Lily sat silent, till they drew up again near the hotel. Every one rose at ouce. Every one seemed to try to spring out of the carriage at once. In the confusion, Lily knew that she was helped out by a stranger —not by Herbert. But what did that matter while that whisper rang in her ears, and while she held that precious package in her hand? She left them, telling their adventures to an inquisitive circle in the drawing room, and followed fast on Eva Harrold's steps, as she hurried to her room for the night. The door once closed upon the world, Lily opened the package. It contained a small velvet casket. The casket held a tieautiful emerald ring ; and with the ring was this letter : "I cannot tell you here all that is in my heart for you. May I sje;ik with you to-morrow afternoon, in the dear old parlor? Wear this ring, to-niorrow, as a token, if you consent." "The dear old parlor !" Yes, that was where they two had spent so many happy hours—just at first—ls'fore Miss Harrold came. Wear the ring? Aye, that she would ! With a sob of thankful, pious joy, the poor child slipped it ou her finger, said her prayers, with Herbert's name in them, and sank tranquilly to sleep. The early morning stage brought a new guest a handsome, languid South erner, who seemed to think it a groat exertion even to live. Beside him sat Miss Eva Harrold, bright, radiant, sparkling, as no one bad ever seen her look before. Before noon the truth came out. The Southerner was the future husband of Miss Harrold; and the next day the party would leave for Baltimore, to cel ebrate the wedding. Lily wore the emerald ring in vain ! By nightfall, she heard them jesting over the sudden flight of Herbert Hale. He had left the hotel without attempting to see her—without even waiting for an answer to the question he had asked. Lily lived through it, but the shock rendered her harder, colder, more sus picious than before. Six years passed by. She, too, was an heiress, but she was alone in the world. Miss Harrold was the wife of the Southern gentleman ; and Herbert Hale was still a bachelor, when he and Lily happened to meet once more, at that same hotel, in the course of their Summer's tour. Tliey stood, one evening, talking coldly and quietly of those other days, when the moonlight fell full upon Lily's hand, and upon the emerald ring, which she had forgotten to lay aside that day. Herbert turned pale as he looked at tt. 44 You two changed places in the car riage that night," he said, speaking be fore lie thought. Then Lily saw, felt, and understood it all. "What a fool I have been ! What must you have thought of me?" she cried, in an agony of self-contempt, wrenching the ring from her hand and throwing it passionately on the floor. Herbert picked it up. "It was given rightly, even if I gave it by mistake," he said. 4 'Lily, I never really loved her! But you—oh, my darling, we two are alone in the world. Let me put this ring on again until I give you another." In time she must Lave been per suaded. For the "keeper" of Mrs. Herbert Hale's wedding-ring is an emerald to-day. TEN years ago a blast furnace which wouJd make 400 tons of metal per week on 600 tons of fuel was considered a big thing. There are blast furnaces in Pitts burg which produce 1500 tons of metal per week on less than 1500 tons of fuel, the old method of heating permitted the dame to pass ont of the furnace stack at a temperature of SOOO deg. F. They are now using ike regenerating stoves in Pittsburg, and do not let the gases out until they have utilized all the heat except 300 deg. % Chilling the Klectrle l.lglil. Not long ago a Denver and Rio Grande engineer came into Denver after several weeks' absence on the southwestern ex tensions. lie arrived near Littleton about eleven o'clock at night, indulging in fond anticipations of soon meeting with his family, of whom he is passion ately fond. The night was dark and gloomy, heavy and threatening clouds obscured the full moon, overcast the face of the heavens with an inky pall of blackness, and rendered tlie outlines of the distant mountains indiscernble. But he wus used to the soubro sur roundings of night and loved his engine as a man loves and |>ets a favorite horse. He had traversed with it the continental divide, and sjHd through the deepest canons and past the sharpest curves overhanging yawning chasms and gorges, and it had always proved true to his trust, escaping dangers as though endowed with reasoning powers. Therefore lie wus in a happy frame d mind, the past leaving no remorse and tie future bright, when suddenly lie discovered a gleaming headlight directly in les front. With the promptness that tuu only be ob tained through long and patient school ing in the face of peri) he reversed the steam and put on the ar brakes. There was u rough grating ami a jur for a few moments upon the swiftly revolving wheels, and the tr&iL came to a stop. After waiting for severul minutes he alighted and listened, jilt no sound met his ears except the {uttering of a few stray rain drops und the hissing of steam as it escaped from bis own engine. He immediately clambered in and out of his cab several time*, and at length care fully started his train for the purpose of a nearer approach, and of ascertaining the cause of the dlay. He ran at a slow sjMHjd for sevenl minutes, passing at least a mile and'a half, with no prac tical diminishing of the distance between himself and the unaccountable light. He then opened the throttle still wider, and the engine bounded &loi:g with a velocity startling even to experienced engineers, but the glow of the light ever remained abreast, undiiwned and unchanged by time or space. The fact was a start ling one, and in spite of all his en deavors the thought of evil spirit* making themselves manifest crowded upon his bewildered niiiul until the sweat ran down his grim face and each particular hair twined around like a writh ing serjjent. Determined to solve the problem at any cost, xnd whether angel or devil, with life or death at its com mand, to meet and fathom the mystery, he pressed on. The tkrottle was opened wide, the fireman slioreled coal into the furnace with a recklessness that could only arise from a full knowledge that he did not have it to pay for. The train roared as it swept down the plains through the dirkness, and at length rushed into Denver at the speed of forty miles an hour, startling people for blocks around, who, bouiding from there beds, believed that seme dire calamity had hapjiened or wm about to occur. Ar riving at the depot, the train was stopped, and the engineer *eut the fireman for a policeman. Ofticur Minart was soon found, who hasten*! to the call and de clared himself realy to perform any thing within his line of duty. The en gineer slowly pulled off his coat, and offered the officer five dollars to kick him across three squares, Inving dis covered that he had been chasing the alectrie light on the Union lejot tower. Chvr Plug It's Tlie Nastiest. Tobacco, like the Canadian thistle, is a weed, and, while it is indigenous to the American States, its cultivation as a com mercial commodity Is United almost en tirely to the States of Yirgtiia North Car olina. Kentucky, Connecticut, Ohio and Illinois. The Virginia and Kentucky pro duct is used almost exclusively in the man ufacture of plug; the prixkiot of the other States goes into cigars and cheap smoking tobacco, except that quite all of the fa*cy plugs are wrapped with North Carolina leaf. Before the war, in Hapides Parish, Louisiana, an immense hi.siuess was done In growing perique tobacco, used exclu sively for smoking, though put up in plugs shapeil somewhat like a clainpagne bottle. It sold at fabulous prices and by old smokers was esteemed higher than opium by the Mussulman. Very little perique is grown now. In the days preceding the war. tobacco was cultivated almost entirely by slave la!x)t, there was no federal or state tax upon it, and no incentive to manufacturers to cheat or adulterate. When slavery was alKlisiie , when the government put a heavy tax upon its sale, the cuuuing Amer ican began devising ways for delraudiug tho luxurious consumer, for as yet no means have been devised for detrauding the revenue department. Many apochry phal stories are told of the way plug to bacco is doctored and adulterated, but. sifteu down, the truth is fully expressed in the words of a prominent manufacturer: •'Nothing ever goes into tobacco as dele terious or injurious to the constitution as tobacco itself." nevertheless, skilled woikmen command extraordinarily high salaries for the dexterity with which they will take a cheap or damaged lot of to baeco and so disguise it iu a wrapper as to deceive even an old tar. Ac average plug-tobacco manufacturing establishment w< rks about 200 hands. The tobacco is sorted into four grades, from which are produced as many as seventy-five or a hundred different brands, the pencil of the artist and the skill of the photographer being brought into requisi tion for ornamental designs to catch the toothless old mau as well as the precocious hoy. While the government rtocbes every package to bear the stencil-mark of the manufacturer, it would oe supposed . that uoue hut straight goods would be put up; but it is with tobacco as with whisky —always a fair demand for the stuff, be it ever so vile. Licorice, oils, molasses, glu cose, and similar sweets, are liberally used by some mauulacturers, and while it is certain!v a cheat, it is as well a harmless one. For example, on August 20, Vir ginia lug was quoted ut 4 to cents, government lax added 16 cents, yet the manufactured product was quoted as low as i7 cents. Evidently the worker-up of these lugs had the tobacco cliewer by the lug. But in tine-cut tobacco and cigars is where the greatest deception is practiced. A wesiern manufacturer says that there is uo eud to the adulteration of line-cut goods. Machinery has been so improved that, as he says, -'ith one pouud of to bacco liquor, obtuiued by iioiling down stems and refuse leaf, one pound of rag weed, and one ]M>und of slippery elm bark live dollars' worth of fine cut chewing to bacco can be produced. The suggestion of slippery elm bark was a new one, and the inquiry was pursued further. He said It was nicely shaved, and mixed with to bacco; that it had u pleasant, sweet taste, held the tobacco together, and made the "quid" last a long time. This bark costs about four cents a pound, ami as it sells as high as seventy-live cents a pound, oue can easily see the enormous profit resulting. A gentleman who knows says that nearly all the slipiery-elin trees iu Ohio, Indiana, and Michigan have bceu denuded of their bark, yet a leading wholesale druggist iu Chicago uffirtns lhat 50.00U pounds of slippery-elm bark would, for legitimate druggist and medicinal trade, glut the en tile market of the United Htates. In cigars, cheroots, cigarettes, and smok ing tobacco is piobably where the public get robbed the worst. The canuing de vices are so many that even good judges are imposed upon. It used be a boast among gentlemen that they could always select a tine brand of cigars, and of course they smoked no other. The other day an old smoker, whose devotion to the weed costs him tive dollirs every week, admitted that he couldn't tell Havana filled from Connecticut stuffed. The dishonest arti cle, however, is the product of the big manufactories, for the small country man ufacturer cannot afford the machinery nor conceal the lotions and decoction* that are brought iulo requisition by his wealthier competitor. It is quite safe to assuiue lhat about the purest, —no, not purest, for if lliciy is any one thing impure it is to bacco, —the honestesl cigar is the hand made cigars of the local manufacturer. And yet, one of these relates a sad tale of how even he was lml to lie dishonest. He had a small store on ihe West Side, and was joined in his lalx r by his wife, two daughters and a son, and an occa ional "jour." By buying close, manufacturing square, he had built up a splendid iocal trade. One day a tramp jour, came along, and be gave him work, lie was the so berest and shadiest fellow he had e/er em ployed, and even his girls got to liking him. He was a good workman, and easily persuaded his employer to let him work overtime of nights and Sundays. For a mouth or two the little manufacturing es tablishment doted on the new workman. But all ut once and without any apparent cause the trade began to fall off. First one old customer and then another quit purchasing, to that the manufacturer be came financially embarrassed. He went to oue ot bis heaviest purchasers and him why he had taken his trade elsewnere Tiie gentleman showed hiui why. Open ing one of the manufacturer's boxes, he showed him the usual handsome cigar, but, tearing it open, it was lound to be tilled with mashed stems and brown paper soaked in tobacco liquor. The manufac turer went home, watered his model iour. and found that the work he was doing in overtime was stealing his employer's good cigars and palming in their place his own worthless ones, selling the good ones ou his own account. This much can be said to the credit of the tobacco dealer; His product is purely a luxury,—in no sense entering into the medical or mechanical arts, —and, being a luxury, no law, not even public opinion, can restrain him from the practice of any little cheat to enhance his profits. Which brings up again the admission that in all his cheats "nothing is put mtb tobacco more deleteriouslo the human system than the tobacco itself." Attend to Your Watcl). There are very few of the many who carry watches who ever think of the complexity of their delicate mechanism, and of the extraordinary and unceasing labor they perform. There are many who think a watch ought to run and keep good time for years, without a particle of oil, who would not think of running a common piece of machinery a day without oiling, the wheels of which do but a fraction of the service. For example, the main-wheel makes four revolutions in twenty-four hours or 1,400 in a year ; the second or center-wheel twenty-four revolutions in twenty-four hours, or 8,760 in a year; the third wheel, 102 revolutions in twenty-four hours, or 70,080 in a year ; the fourth wheel, carrying the second hand, 1,440 in twenty-four hours, or 525,600 in a year; the tilth or scape-wheel, 12,064 in twenty-four hours, or 5,520,000 revolu tions in u year, while the beats, or vibra tions, made in twenty-four hours are 422,000 or 157,680,000 in a year. Not on My Books. One day this past summer a little knot of men, among whom were two Micliig&n ders, got into a dispute in Deadwood re garding some of the ancients. A part of the crowd held that Cato was a great poet, while others asserted that he was an ora tor, and it was finally agreed to 1 ave it to a grocer around the corner, who was sup posed to be well posted on most ali matters. The crowd therefore proceeded to his store in a body, and the spokesman brusquely queried: "Say, Jim, can you settle a dispute?" "Yes, sir," was the proniot reply. "Well, then, what was Cato's best hold ?" "Cato—Cato —hold on a minute 4 " re plied Jim, as he started for his desk. He opened his ledger, ran down the index to "C." glanced over the names and then re turned and said: "Don't find him here on my books, and I reckon he was some scrub who jumped in here awhile, got down to roots and then took the cross-cut for Gunnison. Did he go | through any of you ? Isenedit Arnold. Benedict Arnold, after his retirement from New York and the butcheries he committed on his countrymen as a British major-general, reappeared on the Ameri can Uontinent as a citizen and merchant of St. John, New Brunswick. We have ob tained some information on the subject quite new to the people of the United States. A highly respectable gentleman by the name of Lawrence, a furniture dealer in St. John, Canada, obtained from the executor of Mr Chipman. the Colonial Solicitor General, who was a friend of Ar nold, and his couusel in his numerous law suits at St. Jobu, several autograph letters and other documents throwing considerable light on the career of that vindictive ad venturer. Mr. Lawrence is a gentleman of a flue, intelligent, American countenance, with milk-white hair. lie converses with difficulty on account of his bad hearing, hut he cheerfully gave me such information as he supposed would he pleasing to me. and also produced autograph letters of Arnold and of his wife, the celebrated Miss Shippeu, of PbilaJolphia. It appears from these that Arnold left New York City pending the treaty of peace with Great britaiu, when he was apprehensive that he might be in personal danger on account of the rigorous refusal of the Americans to consider any terms of concession lor the Tories iu arms. He therefore sailed in one of three vessels, all of winch departed from New kork about the same time, in the year 1782. Among the officers in ibis company were Lord Cornwallis, Colonel Tarlcton, Colonel Siiucoe, of the Loyalist Rangers, Major Ross—perhaps the same officer who was subsequently killed at the attack on the city of Baltimore—and several others. The vessel he was on was called the Ro bust ; another vessel of the trio was called the liondon. When they were within a short distance of the British coast, making for B'almouth or Southampton, a French privateer captured one of these vessels,and on the privateer were some Americans. A Mr. Geyer, a Massachusetts Tory, was oue of the pr isoners. He says in a letter: "1 was soon recognized by an American pnvateerain&n, who upbraided me with having deserted my couutry." Geyer took this Amencau aside and bribed hiui to say nothiug about his status. They then gave 1,200 guineas ransom for the vessel, and were allowed to take her into an English harbor. Arnold's vessel escaped. The next letter in Mr. Lawrence's pos session is dated Halifax, and says that General Arnold has jus', arrived (1786) In that port in a brig of his own, and is going to settle at fc>t, John. "What an ac quisition!" says the writer, using the ex clamation point as if he doubted whether such a citizen as Arnold would be of any good to St. John Arnold soon arrived at St. John with his vessel, and landed his effects, and built himself a storehouse at what is called Lower Cove Slip, on the poiut of St. John between the mouth of the river of that name and Courtney Bay, or the Backwater. It is immediately op posite the Island in the harbor called Part ridge Island, which Whittier in his poem lias mistakenly called "Isle of the Pheas ants." llere Arnold took a partner named Munson Hoyt, a Connecticut citizen, or refugee, lie built vessels and sailed them from St. John to the West Indies. He aiso maintained a lumberyard at Carleton, near the falls ol St. John. Sometime after ward IfT built a house on the northwest i corner of King and Germain streets, two short blocks above the market slip, which was standing until 1866, when it was destroyed by a fire. It was a wooden house, a story and a half hiffi, with a hip gable. Here he resided with his wife and children, some of whom may have oeen born in St. John. He was suspected by the citizens from the beginning, partly on account of his services in the rebel American cause and partly because he was a traitor to that cause for no other consideration than re venge and money. A cloud was upon bis character all the time he was in St. John. He was of a litigious spirit, and figured in the courts contiuually. His store took fire some tiuie after he had been in business and burned to the ground,and he recovered considerable insurance upon it. A year or more afterward his old partner, Hoyt, pub licly accused him of having set fire to the store. Arnold at once instituted a suit for slander, laying damages at £io,ooo. An abstract of the testimony aud the charges in tnis case is in possession of Mr. Law rence, which I saw. Among the charges in the indictment is one that Hoyt said '•his character was as black asitcould be." Filiug his rejoinder to this in court Mr. Hoyt said: "It would be impossible for any man to a blacker character than Benedict Arnold." Arnold alleges in his afiidavit that he is a faithful citizen of the Crown and of good general character and commercial standing, and that he has been damaged to the amount claimed. The jury returned a verdict of #3 to $4. In course of time Arnold went to the West Indies as u ship-chandler and purve) • or for tile British lleet. He writes a letter from Martinique detailing his hazards. His wife, who signs her name Margaret Arnold, (Arnold called her '"Peggy," also writes a letter whicu 1 read, referring to the re markable escapes of the General in the West Indies aud ppeakiug of his courageous ex ertions as the only reason why he was saved. Her letter begins something to the following effect. '"i cannot admit that I would ever like to live in St. John again, but I have the best wishes for some of the people there, among them my dear friends the Chipmans. Dear old England is in a bad way on account of the outrageous treatment she has received by her allies." She tnen writes politics for a few sentences, intimating that the Ministry has been se verely handled by its opponents, the Wiiigs. Her letter shows that she was a woman of education and considerable ad dress, and bears out the common opinion in America thai she had some influence Jin taking Arnold away from the Americans and tneir cause. There is auotl er letter in Mr. Lawrence's possession from Benedict Arnold, defend ing himself from the jealousy of his peers in the British army for having received £2,000, or SIO,OOO, by order of the King in perßon,as a full eighth of aeitain property and prizes captured while acting against his former countrymen in Virginia. He names several of tnese officers high m rank as having shown a very misreable spirit. He says that he nevei put in the least peti tion on his behalf, but that the Ministry and the King stepped forwaid and ordered him to have an eighth. It thus appears that Arnold was tolerably prosperous while in the British cause. He not only received $30,000 for betraying liis poet in the Highlands, but got at least SIO,OOO prize money, and possibly more, in other captures. Mr. Lawrence says he was the recipient of a regular pension. It is also known that he had about 11,000 acres of land given him sodlewhere in Canada. With this money he went into business. After his retirement from St. John and the West Indies he settled in London, where he died obscurely about 1801. His wife survived him a few years. His son, who was a babe at the time of his treason in the Highlands and was named Thomas Robertson Arnold, lived to be a lieutenant, genera) in the British army, signalizing himself in Egypt. He came to St. John many years afterward, and while enteriug the house his father built burst into tears. This sou died about ten years before the opening of the American War of Secession in Brompton, London. Mr. Lawrence said tome: "It the British government had pussessed otllcers of the enterprise and thoroughness of General Arnold, the American colonies would not have effectt d their separation. The regular officers seut out to subdue the American Colonies were too considerate aud politic for that bind of work." Anollror gentlemen of St. John who was sitting by said: "What the British wanted to put down America was a man of the ability of Lord Ciive, who conquered India. He was an unscrupulous man m his methods, but tremendous for results." The site of Arnold's house is now occupied by a brick store, built since the fire of 1877. The site of his store at Lower Cove 8lp Is still empty, and is said never to have had a house upon it since the store burned down. in the history of St. John there figure several other persons of the name of Arnold, perhaps his sons. As is well known. General Arnold was descended from one of the Colonial Governors of Khode Island. How the Oar i* Cruwu