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The gallant old Colonel Pratt had paraded his regi ment iu front of bis bungalow, and, with his gray hair rippled by the warm biteze, had express d to ihetn his ill founded confidence that, though all the other Sepoys rose in rebellion, they would never rise. His men, whom he always spoke of as "his children," greeted his speech with ringing cheers. Two hours after they had muidered the veteran, and,under their own chos en leaders, were marching to Delhi, their band playing, with the curious inconsistency for which the mutineers from Ilrst to last were famous, the English national authem, "God Save the Queeu." Allahabad had faien. Every officer at the mess table, with oue exceptiou, had been butchered by the servant who stood behind him, and struck with his kuife when the signal was given. The one who escaped the geueral doom,and w ho was called, when the story was told, the "Martyr of Al lahabad," sprang through aw indow of the mess room, and reaching the banks of the Ganges plunged m and swam for many miles ; hiding in the jungle duriug the day, and drifting with the current at night ; suffering incredible hardships, to die of native fever induc ed by the exposure when friends and apparent safety were reached at last. Other officers belonging to that ill fated mess escaped. Not many, and those only because they were not at the table when the murderous signal was given. Oue of them, having been de tained by regimental business,was hur rying to join his comrades when a wo man stopped him by coming with a startling suddenness from the shadow of a clump of bamboos beside the road. "Sahib, don't go on!" she said, speak iug in her own language. "They are all dead by this tim 9. Bouden Singh was behind your chair, his knife ready, and bad you been in it you would have beeu with Allah now. Boden Singh was mad with rage, aud waiting. He had waited so longthathe said he could wait no longer. He wanted to murder you last night when you were asleep on the charpoy, but I told him if he did so it would not be easy to get the officers all together at the mess to-night. So he agreed to wait a little longer and stab you in the back, as the others were stubbed, while lie stood behind at uioner. He has killed somebody else by this time, to make up for having missed you. Yes, it is terrible, but why did you put the grease on the cartridges ? Ah, here they come !" The butchery was over, and a troop of soldiers, accompanied by the servants who had slain their masters,, were marchiug down the road, headed by a band playing "Rule Britannia." The woman who had spoket) was Pooniah, the wife ot the villain Bonden Singh. Bonden Singh was the "bearer," or body servant of the officer who had been warned. I was the officer. "Quick, Sahib !" she exclaimed, has tily, as I stood irresolute iu the middle of the road. "They will see us in a minute. Hide in the clump of bamboos !" And in a moment we were crouching there, side by side, while the mutineers came on, marching with that steady military step that they had learned so well from their English masters. They had learn ed some other things, too, from the same teachers, and in the next few months they showed all too plainly that the seed of instruction had not been cast upon barren soil. "Why did you put grease on thecart ridges?" At that moment, with life and death hanging about evenly in the balance, those wo r ds and their evil in terference were ringing in my brain. Assuredly the pork grease on the car tridges had iu some degree hastened the mutiny. The cartridges of that day had to be bitten before they were used, aud both Hindoo and Mussulman abhor the flesh ol Uie pig, though the higher classes eit imported hams and baeon, and protest that they are not the same meat at all. The Sepoys had gone on biting the cartridges content edly, and witli no idea that they were putting the unclean thing into their mouths, until the rebellious lajuhs, watching for such an upportunity, wili ly pointed out ,the grievance. Several of the regiments protested and asked that the grease on the cartridges be changed, so as no longer to clash with their religious principles, and had the advice, strongly urged, of the astute Sir John Lawrence, then collector of Agra, afterward governor-general of India, b >en taken their requests would have beeu granted at once ; but India's rulers,in the prideof a century's almost undisturbed possession, feared nothing, suspected no danger, and drifted blind ly on to the sharpest crisis in England's later history. MILLHEIM, PA., THURSDAY, MAY (5., 1880. A clump of bamboos is a good spot for a fugitive to hide in. It is an ex cellent place also for a party of soldiers to encamp by. The mutineers thought so, and, throwing themselves on the parched grass beside the road twenty yards from where we were hidden,they began to smoke and discuss in low, cautious tones, for they were still dis trustful of themselves a id each other, the prospects of the desperate venture to winch they were now irretrievably committed. It was quite light en uigli now to see that Boden Singh was not with the s ti dier*. Where has ho gone to ? I ask ed my preserver in a whisper. "He has gone to your bungalow, she replied,sig nificantly. "He expects to ilnd you there !" Situated as 1 then was, forewarned aud, therefore, forearmed, I was sin cerely sorry that Boden Singh would not find me in my bungalow. The clump of tall, thin bamboos were singing their endless song to the night breeze, felt by their sensitive, lofty tops, though not perceptible be low; and, our voices lost to the mutin eers in the groaning andcreakiug of the branches, I learned from Pooniah her reason for saving me. A few weeks previously, when the shadow of the advancing mutiny had fallen 011 the country. I caught Boden Singh, who could read and speak English remarka bly well, about to open a letter giyen to me by a messenger from Sir John Law rence to deliver to the .commissioner of Jubbtilpore. In view of the expected outbreak such an intention, if exposed, would infallibly have been quickly fol lowed bj Boden Singh's execution; but ne had read notliiug of the dispatch, and, yieldiug to Pooniah's entreaties, I was sileut, and his life was spared. "The time is close at hand, sahib," said the grateful wife, "when I may do for you what you have done for him, and"—she stooped down, picked up a small piece of earth and swallowed it, following a well-known custom of Hin doo fanaticism—"may this choke me if I betray the trust." Bonden Singh, too, pledged himself to repay the debt I had placed him un der. How the husband and wife kept faith with uie the coming ordeal show ed. "Pooniah ! Why are .'you here V" It was Boudeu Singh who spoke. Coming by a short cut from my bungalow lie had approached the rear of the clump and had nearly fallen over us. In a -1101 her second he had seen me, and his kuife—a carving knife from Hie mess table—was in his hand; and in the next I had him by the throat, disarmed, and on the ground. He would have shout ed for help, but Pooniah stooped, aLd in quick, nervous tones whispered : "Boden Singh, utter one word and I will run out and say you were saving your sahib! You were his bearer, and gave him warning in time to prevent him from going to the mess table., How long do you mink you would live after that was told V The sahib will spare your life again if you will promise not to join the mutineers. Lie quiet now, and you will never see me after to night." The yillain saw his only chance for safety. Sullenly lie gave the promise required of him, aud lay still for twen ty minutes. Then the Sepoys moved away, and liaff an hour later I, for the second time, allowed Boden Singh to go in peace. "Sahib," said Pooniah, "I have kept my trust. I can do 110 more for you. Salaam." She was gone, and 1 never saw her again. More fortunately than the "Martyr of Allahabad" I got safely into Luck now, and carue out with Sir Colin Campbell's men when they marched to our relief. It is, perhaps, needless to say that Boden Singh's word was brok en, He was an active mutineer. I saw him for the last time near Cawn pore. He was one of a long lino of Se poys t'ed to a staked rope running for ward from the muzzle of a shotted gun. "Boden Singh,l said, "I cannot save you this time." "Would you if you could ?" 110 ask ed. And as I looked 011 the traitor's face, and as recollections of the past crowd ed upon ine, I could only reply : "I don't think I would." Rachel and Jacob. This true story comes from an old sea-board town in Maine : Jacob loved Rachel, but Rachel wouldn't have him. Jacob labored on, pressing his suit at intervals, and after each rebuff telling her he was bound to win her yet, and convince every one she cared for him as much as he in his heart knew she did. 'Very well,' cried the indignant Rachel, with a toss of her head, 'keep right on till you make folks believe that, and when you do I'll marry you !' A PAPER FOR THE HOME CHICLE Jacob did persevere, but with small success, and at last begun to lose courage. About this time another suitor of Rachel's arrived home from sou, bringing with him, among other oxoties, a parrot of gorgeous hue, which he presented to Rachel, who forthwith had the bird suspended from the sitting-room window,whence she looked out afternoons when her work was done. For a day or two after his elevation to this dignity the parrot remained marvelously quiet, only casting an eye about as if taking in his new situation. On the third morning, however, uo sooner did the neighbors begin to stir than ho elec trified eack passer-by with the an nouncement .• 'Rachel's gone 011 Jacob; no chance for John !' Of course the more laughter this raised the more vociferously the bird proclaimed the news. It spread like and the parrot's audience steadily increased. Rachel, mean while, went into hysterics, but how ever much this incommoded the fami ly it made no impression 011 the par rot, who, although threatened and beaten and relegated to darkness,wax ed more and more furious with desire to spread his knowledge. Jacob kept out of the way for a while, but there was 110 lack oi cour iers to bring him information of the other fellow's discomfiture and the parrot's heroic defease of his cause. At last Rachel's father appeared, wearing 011 his weather-beaten face an odd mixture of frown and grin. 'Look a-here,' he said, 'between that infernal bird's screechin' an 'folks a cracklin', that gal's a'most out o' her head. There's uothin' for you to do but go over there and try to fix up things as well as ye can. I guess most likely she'll see you—l do' 110, folks can't always tell.' The upshot was that Rachel mar ried Jacob, who sticks to it tbat it was the penetrative wisdom of his ri val's parrot that did the business, and denies to this day all knowledge of the way the parrot came by Lis speech. Arc Twico Two Four ? Mr. Frank Gallon somewhere tells an amusing story, since profusely cop ied by all the anthropologists, of how, during his South African wanderings, he once wanted to buy a couple of slieep from an unsophisticated heathen Da mara. Current coin iu that part of the world is usually represented, it seems, by cakes of tobacco, and two cakes were therecoguized market prices of a sheep in Dimara land at the timo of Mr. Gallon's memorable visit. So the unsuspecting purchaser chose a couple of wethers from tho does, and naturally enough laid down four pieces of tobacco to pay for them before t lie observant face of the astonished ven dor. The Damara eyed the proffered price with suspicious curiosity. What could be the meaning of this singular precipitancy ? He carefully took up two pieces, and planted them in front of one of the sheep ; then he took up the other two pieces, with much won der, and placed them in front of the other. Goodness gracious, there must be magic in it ! The sum actually came out even. The Damara, for his part, didn't like the look of it. This thing was evidently uncanny. How could the super-naturally clever white man tell before hand that two and two mad* four? He felt about it, no doubt, as we ourselves should feel if a great mathematician were suddenly to calcu late out for us a "priori"what we were going to have to-day for dinner, and how much exactly we owed the butch er After gazing at the pat and delu sive symmetry of the two sheep and the four cakes of tobacc > for a brief breath ing space, the puzzled sivage, overpow ered but not convinced, pushed away the cakes with a g sture of alarm, took back his slieep to the bosom of his flock and began the whole transaction ovei again "de capo." lie wasn't going to be cheated out of his two sound weth ers by a theoretical white man who managed bargains for live sheep on such strictly abstract mathematical principles. ADVRE TO MOTHERS. Are you disturbed at. night and broken by your rest by a sick child sultering and crying with pain of cutting teeth ? If so, send at once and get a bottle of .MRS. WINSLOW'S SOOTHING SYKUI* FOR CHILDREN TEETHING. its value is incalculable. It will relieve the poor little suf ferer immediately. Depend upon it, mothers, there is no mistake about it. Itcuresdysentery and diarrhoea, regulates the stomach and bowels, cures wind colic, softens the gums, re duces Inflammation, and gives tone and energy I to the whole system. MRS. WINSLOW'S SOOTH -1 ING .SYUUI' FOR CHILDREN TEETHING is pleasant j ao the taste, and is the proscription of one of 1 the oldest and best female nurses and physici ! tns in the United States, and is for sale by all druggists throughout the world Price 5J5 cents a bottle. Unfllial "Prinoo John." While his father wasPresido it >oung John Van Buren visited England,.ami, as the son of the Presi lent of the United Sraes, he ree uved great atten tion. lie dined with the Queen, who was t lien a young girl, where his su perior grace of manners, fine conversa tional powers and witticisms made him appear to greater advantage than the titled flunkeys who were around Her Majesty. He attended one of the balls at Buckingham Palace and danced with her, and the story was told that Her Maj sly became very sweet on him. It was His incident that gaye him the cognomen of "Piince John." There was another story in circulation about him which illustrates his want of spec ial reverence for his fattier. The old gentleman and John had a habit of ly ing in bed in tlie morning. Finally, oue day the foj m. r said to his sou that a reform must be instituted—that both must rise catlier. The hopeful agreed and suggested that the first one who got up should go to tno room of the other and pull him out of bed ! This was agreed to. John was out all the following night on a "lark" and did not reach home till next morning about 5 o'clock. He went to his father's room and took hold of him for the pur pose of pulling him out of bed. The ol 1 gentl ou in protested against being disturbed, saying he had wot had suffi cient sleep. "Look here, governor, it was your own proposition that we should institute a reform in regard to lying in bed so late. Here I am, up at your n quest,and you won't fulfill your part of the agreement. Remember,the one who got up first was to pull the other out of bed. So now get up, or I'll pull you out." Tell it not in Gath! This young scamp made the President of the United States get up in spite of himself. After seeiug tlie old gentle man dress himself the rascal sneaked to liis own room and was soon in his bed asleep. The story got out by John telling on his father to a lot of boon companions. John afterward became a famous lawyer and politician. That Agent Lacked Push. 'About four weeks ago,' said a farm er on the market the other day, 'I con cluded to get rid of several old stumps near the barn, and I came in aud pur chased some giant cartridges. Next afternoon I went at the job, and had just got a cartridge tamped down in the first stump when I saw a man drive up to the house. That was nothing to bother over, however, and I lighted the fuse and ran arouud the barn to wait for the explosion, f had only got iu place when I heard a voice calling : ' 'Ah ! there Sharp ! I want to sell you the best washing-machine ever made.' 'lt was the chap who had driven up, and my wife had sent him to hunt me. lie was within ten feet of the stump when he called. I h two-minute fuse on the cartridge when I heard his voice, and I called back : 'j'For Heaven's sake get out o' that!' ' 'Oh, I'll get out after I have sold you a machine. Sharp, where are you?' 'Well, sir, you can have my ears if that infernal idiot didn't walk up and rest his elbow on the stump, aud he was there when she exploded. He took a rise of six or eight feet, came down spread eagle fashion, and then scram bled up and made for his wagon with slivers sticking out all over him. When he went by the house ray wife asked him if the machine saved ten per cent, in soap, but he never answered nor came to a halt. He just sailed over the forewheel to his seat 011 the wagon,gave the horses a cut with the whip, and was a mile away when I went out to the road to inquire if his machine was full-jewelled.'— Detroit Free Press. Johnny's List of Bast Book s. Sir John Lubbock's list of 'one hundred best books' has created wide comment and induces several other persons to prepare a little list. Old Simeon Sipples asked his fourteen year old son Johnny the otLer day to write down what ho considered the best one hundred books.and the youth immediately began as follows ; 1. 'Yellow-haired Nauce : The Pet of the Slums.' 2. 'Doublc-joiutcd Jake : The Cir cus Boy.' 3. 'Blue-devil Dick : The Indian Exterminator. 4. 'Squint-eyed Bob : The Holler Rink Detective.' 5. 'The mysterious Demon ; or, The Ghost of Shanty to—' At this point Johnny's father, who was looking over his son's shoulder, brought his rattan cane down so ve hemently on a spot where it would do the most good that "the titles of the remaining ninety five books were ob literated from the corridors of his memory and the list will never be fin ished. Terms, SIOO per Year, in Advance. Live vs. Friendship. 1 sat in my ollice, mv chair tilted backward and resting on the wall. The smoke of my cigar circled upward in lleecy ringlets. Rut lie fere 1 at tempt any more figurative language, I will tell who, and what and where I am ! • My name is Leslie li in lolph, and I was a rising young lawyer at the time, with considerable practice. The town in which 1 had the honor to haye a home, was C- —, which name, as it stands, you will not find on the map. I was still in the horrible stale of bachelordom. I sat in my ollice and tried very hard to think about an important case that was to be*tried that day, in which I was counsel for the defense; but, strange to say, my thoughts would re vert to the stranger whom 1 met the night before, who did seem to me a good kind of a young lady. Rut my heart was impregnable to fe male charms. Rut—well, maybe I did think I'd like to have a wife .like Miss Lin'Rey. I wasn't going to think a bout it any more. I wasn't going to be a fool —not I ! 'Perhaps? my thoughts ran,'it would be pleasant to fall in love with her. Wonder if I'm not more than half smitten.' Then I would break off suddenly and begin to rehearse my speech in the case of Rrown vs. Smith most heroically. Rut it was strange that I got terri bly confused, so that 1 got the names Brown and Smith terribly mixed up and did,"once in a while get the name Lindley in. My thoughts weie broken oil sudden ly by the abrupt entrance of my friend, John Carlisle, known to the puolic as 'Dr. Carlisle.' We bad betpi playmates in youth,and as we grew up we remained firm friends. Whenever one was fortunate the other rejoiced. Wnen we met he called mo 'Leo' while I called him 'Jack" 'Morning, Lee !' said he, as he took a chair and sat down. 'Good morning, Jack !' returned I, wondering what he'd say if he knew what I had beeu thinking of just now. 'Lee, I've come to fell you some thing? said he, as lie began to fidget with a button on his coat. 'Tell ahead Jack.' 'Well, Lee, you remember hist night at Jones' ?' Did I ? That was the very place 1 had met Miss Lindley, and Jack Car lisle had been there too. I merely nod ded assent, and lie continued : "Lee, I believe I'm inore'n half way iu love 1' Ah, he was, was he ? Then 1 wasn't the only one who.bad beeu affected. I wondered whom Jack did like ! 'Humph !' 1 growled merely to draw him out. 'You needn't humph, Lee. It's so. You don't know what it is to ' Aud the doctor, without giving expression to the all-important word, lit a cigar. 'Well, Jack? ventured I, Who is the favored one V 'Who, indeed, Lee !' said the doctor with a laugh. Like a flash of lightning it occurred to me that Dr. Carlisle had flirted a lit tle more with her than he ought to have done. 'Miss Lindley ?' I gasped, and I felt pale, and shouldn't wonder a bit if I was pale. 'To be sure !' laughed the doctor. 'You, Jack Carlisle ! You iu love with Miss Liiffey ! She will be mine, sir !' And for want of a table upon which to bring my list I brought it dowu up on my kuee, to the slight discomfiture of that member. 'What !' thundered he. 'Yours ? You aspire Lo the hand of ' Miss Lind ley 'i You, sir ?" It is strange how jealousy will trans form the warmest friends to the bitter est enemies. '1 es, sir !" said I, fiercely. 'Mine, sir I' 'We'll see !'exclaimed the exaspera ted doctor, as he bolted out of the of fice. We'll see!' During the trial I conducted myself creditably, and even won the case, at which I was greatly astonishsd. When the trial was passed, I went straightway to my ollice and enjoyed a full hour of love dreaming, and during that time I made up my mind to see Miss Lindley that evening, not a very fashionable eyening, by the way, being Saturday. I found her at home, and willing to see me. After some remarks about the weather, fashions and sundry other things, I said : 'We met last eyening for time, Miss Lindley.' It was the first time I had called her by her name. •Miss Lindly !' said she,with a laugh. 'I am married, Mr. Randolph, and am Mrs. Lindley, as I had occasion to re mark to your frieud, Mr. Carlisle,a few minutes ago.' I don't know how I got out of the house, nor do I recollect whether I bade her 'good-by' or not. Tbe next thing NO. 18. NBWBPAPKIi LAWS i ► If HultscrlbcfM orU-r the discontinuation of newnpApers. the jiuidlsliera may vtHitinue to semi them tntlil all arrearages are paid. If subscribers refuse or nepiect to take their newspapers from t lie ofllee to widpii they are sent thevare Itohl responsible until they have settled '"ff I n formitiK the publisher, and the newspupers are sent to the former place, they are rospon&lble. t- 1 1 i—u 1 ADVERTISING RATES. lwk. 1 mo. |'3 mos. tVtrio*. I yen 1 square *2 on *4 oft | $5 00 ♦ 6 <>o J8 00 4mi - -cool loon ]s TlB 00 X , " 700 10 vol ir> (to 30 00 40 00 1 " 1000 1500 1 23 00 1. 45 0# <17500 One lucli makes a square. Administrator* and Kxeeutors' Notices fi.3o. 'fransfent nnvei tiscincuU and locals 10 cents tier line for first iiucithm and Scents per line for each addition al inseit ion that I vary distinctly remember was running against a the street, in which affair my nose.catne oil second best. I went to .ray hotel and then to b id,resolving to rem.iln a bach elor all my life. The next day Jack and I mftae a sol emn vow that we would remain firm friends for the remainder of our natur al lives,and furthermore that we would not marry until bolh were willing. We then went into co-partnership for the purpose of hiring a room joint?#,'Vnd we met with great success. ' ' Six months passed* and occurred to mar our friendship when a gentleman named . Leighlon came f/oiu a distant city to live at C . We were soon acquainted with bim, and through him, with his family, consist* ing of his wife and two daughterficifioa and Lillie. It was uW'Wbg befdie I bad no doubt at all as4dfli*ietker i was in love with Nina Lyigjiton or not. Jack did not suspect me, and 1 wasn't afraid be would fall in loye. One even ing we sat reading,, when I introduced the subject. 'l'm glad I didn't marry I' and an in terval of silence followttd. Then sud denly : . j 'Lee !' 4 Well 'So am I !' and again silence, br6ken by Jack. ' 'Lee 1' ' •Well V' u, * at 4 What do you 4 lhiuk of Lpigh* toil i t - - •Why so V . 'Well you see, Lee, I am olef uead and ears in love with her? 4 Ali!' gasped I, as I stared at bfm. 4 What do you think ?' 4 1 think, Joe Carlisle, that you are a blamed fool for trying, to cross my path! Do yon menu to act in,opposition to me again, 'exclaimed I,as I sprangjfrom my chair. 'What!' shduted he. 4 Do you mean to say, Lee Randolph, that you loye Lillie Leightou V 'llold on, Jack" said I, with a sigh of relief. 'No, I don't. It's Nina.' 'Ah, Lee, as gooda fellow as ever? said he, as he grasped my hand. 'I wish you success in jour undertaking.' 'Ditto, Jack? and I returned his pressure. 'I hope we may both be lifted out of our bachelorship? 4 I hope so, Lee, 1 hope so? The next day was very nearly a repe tition of that with which my story o pens. I did get her name strangely mixed in with the names of my clients. The next day was Wednesday, and we went together to see the Lpightons. We were in opposite corners, they at the piano, Nina and I on the sociable. I won't enter into detaiis. Enough I didn't hurt my nose by ruling a gainst a lamp-post, but, confidentially, .reader, my lips came in contact with some sweet thing, and the result was —a smack. Immediately after this something reached our ears from the other side of the room, which greatly resembled it. So you see that, in both Che jnfies a foresaid, jeabusy was, iudee