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VOL. 60.
A TRUST WELL KEPT.
The t urent of mutiny in India that
had been gathering volume and fores
in secret for months had burst its bar
riers at last, and was sweeping along as
though past all control. 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.
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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 ►
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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<Jr?vove's
labor lost.'
Jack Carlisle sits across table,
there, and says he can read what I
write, eyen if it is 4 upside dowp' to him,
aud I begin to believe it when he
laughs at me for being jealous of him.
Just as if he wasn't jealous.
"THANKS?'
A correspondent writes to the New
York Journal of Commerce that in con
versation with a friend some time since
he stated that the use of Thanks' in
place of 'I thank you? was highly im
proper, and was like using 4 gents' for
'gentlemen? and she asks for informa
tion upon the subject. The Journal
says :
We have answered this several times
by mail for ladies-who were too timid
to have their little notes appear in
print, but we desire to give an answer
that, as far as our readers are concern
ed will set the question at rest. Many
have written against this brief utter
ance, and rot a few have denounced it
as modern slang. This is wholly a
mistake ; it is good old English, and
as unexceptionable as any phrase in the
English language. Shakespeare puts
it in the mouth of his most cultured
characters. In 'Twelfth Night' Sebas
tion says :
My kind Antonio,
I can no other answer make but thanks,
And thanks, and ever thanks.
In 'Measure for Measure'-Isabel says:
Oh, were it but my life,
I'd throw it down for your deliverance
As frankly as a pin.
(Jlaudic— Thanks, dear Isabel.
And further, on we have from the
duke himself, 4 Thanks, dear friend,
Escalus? and 'Thanks, Provost, for
thy care.' In other plays we have
'Thanks, good Egeus? 4 Thanks, Pom
pey? 'Thanks, sir? 4 Thanks to your
majesty? 'Thanks, gentle uncle?
'Thanks, noble peer? 'Thanks, gentle
sir? Thanks,gentle Norfolk?' Thanks,
good Montgomery? 'Thanks, gentle
Somerset? 'Thanks, noble Clarence?
'Thanks, my lord? and many more, e
nough to redeem any repetition of it
from the charge of being -highly im
proper?