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VOL. 60.
A Railway Five Pass.
Mr. Adolphns Peltigiew was an eld
erly bachelor of a thrifty turn of mind.
Ho was very comfortably off indeed,
but he never spent a shilling when a
sixpence would do, and lie nclol on tin*
principle that charily, in a pecuniary
sense, begins ai d ends—at home. Bui
his meannrsss was not conspicuous, for
lie was always affable and obliging
when it cost him nothing, and he lived
80 quietly that he was not suspected of
being lieh. He was a timid, fussy lit
tle man, who was extremely correct in
his notions, and prided himself above
everything on being a law-abiding citi
zen.
Mr. Pettigrew passed the greater part
of his time at the club, where ho had
the satisfaction of feeling that he ob
tained full value for the amount of his
annual subscription. Among his club
acquaintances was a certain Captain
Falconer, with whom he had been for
some years on friendly terms. For a
long time Mr. Pettigrew has been very
shy of this gentleman, who was gener
ally regarded as rather a mysterious
personage. Nobody knew how lie con
trived on his half-pay to array himself
in the height of fashion,to live in sump
tuous style, and to keep up the appear
ance of a man of means. It was ru
mored that the Captain obtained a
handsome commission on the business
ho introduced to a well-known West
End money leader, and it is certain
that he could always be relied upon to
put young scapegraces in the way of
obtaining the wherewith to meet press
ing ot ligations. But there was no
proof that Captain Falconer derived
any benefit from these acts of good na
ture lie was a jovial, loud-voiced,
rollicking, boisterous person, who was
a hale-fellow well-met with everyone,
and possessed the happy knack of being
able to accommodate himself to every
kind cf society.
Mr. Pettigrew, whose worldly exper
ience was stricJy limited,had only mis
trusted the Captain because he seemed
the soit of man who would borrow
twenty pounds without the slightest
compunction. lie never, indeed, alto
gether conquered the misgiving, but in
course of •time—as Captain Falconer
made no attempt to impose upon him—
Mr. Pettigrew ended by responding
readily enough to his friendly aivanc -
es. The fact was that the Captain won
his regard by the occasional gift of a
theatre ticket, a seat at the opera, or a
card of admission to some privileged
entertainment. It was a peculiarity
of the Captain's that be was always
able to bestow favors of this kind. Mr.
Pettigrew was by no means a recluse,
and to go anywhere or see anything for
nothing added real zest to his enjoy
ment. He therefore accepted tlipse
little tokens of friendship from the
Captain in a grateful and appreciative
spirit, the more particularly as he flit
tered himself that the Captain really
had a regard for him. This idea, wheth
er correct or not, was certainly excus
able, seeing that Mr. Pettigrew had
never offered to make the slightest re
turn for services rendered in any shape
or form.
It chanced at length that Mr. Petti
grew had occasion to take a journey to
to the west of England, owing to the
serious illness of a rich aunt, from
who® he cherished expectations. lie
had known Captain Falconer to pro
cure a free pass for an acquaintance
upon the very line that he had wished
to trayel by, and he therefore yentured
to ask him to do the same thing for
him. The Captain, whose good nature
seemed inexhaustible, readily acceded
to his request, so far at least as might
lay in his power. lie explained that it
was not always easy to obtain a free
pass on the line in question, but prom
ised to use his influence, and seemed
hopeful of the result. lie was better
than his word, for when he met Mr.
Pettigrew by appointment on the plat
form of the London terminus on the
day of his departure lie pressed into his
hand a pass to Plym nith and back.
'My dear Captain Frlconer,' exclaim
ed Mr. Pettigrew, fingering the docu
ment delightedly, 'I am really extreme
ly obliged to you.'
'So you ought to he,' said the Cap
tain, in his j )vial way. 'I had no end
of trouble to get it, I can tell you. Put
it in your pocket,' tie added, rattier
mysteriously. 'Ta ! ta ! old fellow.
Sorry I can't wait to see you off '
Mr. Pettigrew wrung his friend's
hand and took quite an affectionate
farewell of him. The pass was leally
a substantial favor, for the first-class
fare to Plymouth and back—for Mr.
Pettigrew, like many other people,nev
er stinted himself of luxury and com
fort at a pinch— amounted to a very
considerate number of shillings. He
seated himself with great alacrity in
the vacant first-class compartment,
called for a four aimer, wrapped him
self in his traveling-rug, and prepared
for a comfortable journey.
MILLHEIM, PA., THURSDAY, JUNE 24., 1886.
lie w.tj beginning to believe he
would have the compartment to him
self, when, at the last moment, a gen
tleman, who had before looked in at
the window and paused on, now pre
sented himself again, and took posses
sion of the corner seat by the d oi\ As
be did so, the ticket collector appeared,
and Mr. IVtllgrew presented his pass
for Inspection.
It atinek Mr. Pettigrew that the of
tieial scrutinized ids pass somewhat
suspiciously, and, ttpm ret tuning it,
looked at Itint wi'it a very searching
glance. It is probable that the man
merely desired to assure himself of the
validity of the document and of the re
spectability of the holder. On both
these points he was no doubt satisfied,
for he passed on without comment; but
Mr. Pettigrew was of a nervous and
fidgety disposition, and he suddenly re
called to mind his friend's somewhat
pressing injunction to him on the plat
form to put the pass in his pocket.
Without suspecting anything wrong,
but with vague misgivings, ho now
looked at the pass himself for the first
time. It was apparently perfectly reg
ular, but he perceiyed with uneasiness
that it was made out in favor of Mr.
Moss Levi. The letterpress stated that
the reason of the pass being granted
should be mentioned in the space indi
cated for that purpose,and this was fill
ed in by the word 'shipping.'
Mr. Petti grew did not at all like the
idea of personating somebody else, es
pecially when he proceeded to read the
very stringent regulations under which
the pass had been issued. The fact
that it, was not transferable, and was
only available for the individual in
whose name it was made out, was re
peated over and over again with pain
ful persistency. Mr. Pettigrew now
understood clearly enough why the Cap
twin had manifested uneasiness. Evi
dently the pass had been obtained by
false pi etc uses, and by using it he was
rendering himself a party to the fraud.
Mr. Pettigrew had one of those ex
cessively tender coi.sciences which are
indicative of innate cowardice. He was
not the least concerned, on moral
grounds, how the pass had been obtain
ed, nor would he have felt any scruple
abviut using it if he could haye felt cer
tain of not being found out. Hut he
was appalled at the prospect of detec
tion, and the danger seemed to his ex
cited imagination imminent. The pro
bability was that this Mr. Moss Levy,
being apparently connected with the
shipping interest, was known to some
of the ticket inspectors on the line.
The demeanor of the official who had
already inspected the pass now seemed
to him to have been unpleasantly sug
gestive of suspicion. It was possible
that this man had actually telegiaphed
down the line to some of his brother of
ficials on the route to look out for the
impostor. A cowardly conscience is a
remorseless stimulator of morbid im
agiuatian.and before lie had gone many
miles Mr. Pettigrew had almost con
vinced himself that his worst apprehen
sions would be realized.
Scarcely less disconcerting than the
fear of detection was the idea of hav
ing to keep up the character of the per
son he was supposed to be. A fatal
drawback to this was that whereas the
name of Mr. Moses Levi unmistakably
indicated Hebraic origin, Mr. Petti
grew's nose was a pure Gentile snub.
This was so manifest at a glance that
the fact was alone calculated to excite
suspicion of his identity. Mr. Petti
grew felt that he could not stand a
gainst this insurmountable discrepancy
and that to attempt to swagger and
brazen out the situation—if his identi
ty was challenged—would bo hollow
mockery. The consequence was that
by the time the train reached tho fit st
station at which a stoppage occurred,
lie had fidgeted himself into such a
state of ahjpct apprehension that his
nervous and agitated manner was al
most sufficient to betray him. When
the ticket inspector made his appear
ance. Mr. Pettigrew, who had wrapped
his offending nase in a muffler and
turned up the collar of his coat so as to
conceal his features as much as possi
ble, handed up his pass with the air of
a criminal. No wonder the official, af
ter looking at it, favoied the poor gen
tleman with a long stare, which made
him burst into a cold perspiration. But
this man, like the other, returned the
pass without raising any objection, to
Mr. Pettigrew's unspeakable relief. As
the train proceeded on its journey he
breathed more freely, and even for a
moment contemplated the possibility of
reaching hi 3 destination without mis
adventure.
But his dismal misgivings were by
no means allayed, and a very s'ight cir
cumstance sufficed to mouse them a
guin. Ever since the start his lel'ow
passenger had remained quietly seated
in the opposite corner, reading and
dozing alternately. IJe was a middle
aged man, with strongly maiked feat
ures ai d yery black eyes and eyebrows.
Nothing being further from Mr. Petti-
A PAPER FOR THE HOME CIRCLE
glow's desire limn to engage in conver
sation,and thereby possibly but lay him
self, he had been well satisfied to ob
serve that the stranger seemed taciturn
and uncommunicative. But whether
it was that the last stoppage had dis
turbed the current of this gentleman's
meditation, or Hint he had been struck
by Mr. Pettigrew's agitation, he now
appeared disposed to bo curious. He
took stock of Ins unfortunate compan
ion, who quailed in a most guilty man
ner benoath his glance, and presently
he asked affably :
'Going to Plymouth, sir V'
'Yes,' gasped Mr. Pettigrew.
'So am I,' said the stranger; 'in fact,
it's my native place. Know many pan
pie there, sir ?'
Mr. Pettigrew was about to answer
nervously in the negative, but suddenly
recollecting that he was personating
somebody else, whose name might
transpire during the jiurney, he was
seized with a veritable panic.
'No—at least, I mean yes. Yes, cer
tainly. 'ln fact,' ho added, cautiously,
'l'm going down on business.'
'lndeed !' exclaimed the stranger,
with interest. 'Then I'tn sure I've
met you before, sir. I knew your faco
directly. You art often up and down
this line, are you not ?'
Again Mr. Pettigrew was about in*
voluntarily to give a truthful answer,
but remembering, just in time, the po
sition of affairs, he hastily replied in
the affirmative.
'You are not Mr. Richardson, are
you, sir ?' inquired the stranger insin
uatingly.
'No. sir, ray name is —Levi,' replied
Mr. Pettigrew, with a gulp, being tak
en aback.
This was eminently rash, as Mr.Pet
tigrew felt the moment he had spoken,
since the statement laid bin open to all
sorts of dangers. Instantly it flashed
Across his mind that the stranger might
be acquainted with the real Mr. Levi.
The idea was too drendiul to contem
plate, but fortunately the stranger made
no sign. He might, however, recog
nize the name and turn the conversa
tion on to shipping and mercantile
matters, concerning which Mr. Petti
grew was as ignorant as an infant in
arms. To avert this contigency, and
to check himself from rushing head
long to destruction, Mr. Pettigrew, in
desperation, closed his eyes and feigned
to sleep, which, perhaps, under the cir
cumstances, was the wisest thing he
could have done.
At all events the expedient was suc
cessful, for the stranger naturally re
lapsed into silence. Glancing, howev
er, at him, after a mile or two, beneath
his eyelids, Mr. Pettigrew fouud to his
dismay that he was still regarding him
quietly and persistently. It was a try
ing ordeal to feign to be unconscious of
this, and poor Mr. Pettigrew suffered a
martyrdom in the attempt. He knew
that he made a miserable failure of it,
yet he dared not. face his companion
openly, for fear he should resume the
conversation. It was a positive relief
when the next stoppage of thetrain dis
tracted the stranger's attention, though
Mr.Pettigrew was awaie that he would
again have to proJucehis unlucky pass.
When tho inspector appeared in due
course, Mr. Pettigrew pretended to
wake up with a start,and produced the
document, but, in doing so, he con
trived to drop it upon the floor of the
carriage. In a moment the stranger,
who seemed to bo on the alert,officious
ly pounced upon it and handed it to the
inspector. But in the most natural
manner in the world he first unfolded
it,and Mr. Pettigrew perceived that he
took tho opportunity of glancing at the
contents. The action occupied only a
moment, but, nevertheless, the strang
er evidently satisfied his curiosity. He
leaned back in his seat with a smile,
and looked at Mr. Pettigrew with in
creased interest.
This episode made Mr. Pettigrew
more uncomfortable than ever, and up
on receiving the pass back again ho
hastened to resume Ins fictitious slum
ber. But he could not resist peeping
fuitiyely at his companion from time
to time, ana he grew more and more
convinced that the stranger regarded
him as an impostor. The consequence
was that he worked himself into such a
fever of nervousness and apprehension
that at length he could stand it no
longer. lie resolved, therefore, to get
rid of the pass at all hazards, even at
the sacrifice of having to pay the full
fare. Better this than run the risk of
the pains and penalties to which detec
tion would subject him.
Watching his oppoitunity, Mr.Petti
grew, when the stranger had turned a
side for a moment, suddenly let down
the window, and crushing the pass in
to a ball in the palm of his hand, he
cast it forth into space. But his move
ments, quick as they were, did not es
cape the attention of the stranger, who
witnessed the whole manoeuvre. He
glanced at Mr. Pettigrew in such a sig
nificant manner that the unhappy gen
tleman felt bound to explain.
'A most awkward circumstance J' he
murmured. 'I was just opening the
window when my pass '
'Dropped out ?' interposed the stran
ger in a sympathetic tone.
'Y s, dropped out,' said Mr. Petti
gtew, very ted in the face.
'Dear me ! How did you manage
it V inquired the stranger.
'I don't know. I had it in my hand,
and the draught was strong,' said Mr.
Pettigrew hastily. 'However,' ho add
ed, with more assurance, 'it can't he
helped. I must pay, that's all.'
'Pay. Oh,no ! I shouldn't think of
such a thing if I were you,' returned
the stranger, briskly. 'You've lost
your pass by tin accident, but you've
only got to say so. I saw it, and will
give my testimony.'
'You are very kind,' said Mr. Petti
grew, not quite knowiug whether to
feel grateful or not.
After all there was no reason why he
should pay the expensiverail way fare If
he could get off doing so, and now that
the tell-tale pass hud disappeared in the
breeze, there seemed no fear of detec
tion. If tne official at the next station
declined to accept his statement about
the loss of the pass, he would only be
called upon to pay, and this he was
now reconciled to do.
Considerably easier iu his mind, Mr.
Pettigrew awaited the result of the ex
periment with tolerable equanimity,
and even ventured to exchange ideas
with his companion on the subject of
the weather. When the next stage of
the journey was readied and the Inevit
able ticket inspector again presented
himself, Mr. Pettigrew told his story
glibly enough.
'Of course, if I must pay,l must.' he
concluded,putting his hand reluctantly
in his pocket.
'Pooh ! Nonsense ! No occasion
whatever for that,' interrupted the
stranger. 'I know this gentleman had
a pass, inspector,and I saw him lose it.'
'Will you give me your name and ad
dress, sir V' asked the official.
'Certainly,' again interposed the
stranger, before the startled Mr. Petti
grew could speak. 'This gentleman is
Mr. Moss Levi, the agent of the Silver
Crescent Steamship Company. Y r ou onr
ly have to telegraph to London and ask
Tor instructions. Tell them to wire re
ply to Plymouth, and lock us in till we
get there. The gentleman is well known
to your colleagues there.'
The inspector, civilly enough ac
quiesced in this arrangement, and the
stranger glanced at Mr. Pettigrew for
his approval. But Mr. Pettigrew had
turned very pale, and looked the pic
ture of dismay. The plan suggested
would have been excellent it he had
been the person he pretended, but as it
involved the necessity of his being iden
tified by some one who knew Mr.Levi,
the drawback was at once apparent.
In fact, now that it was too late, Mr.
Pettigrew realized his folly, and cursed
the stranger's well intentioned inter
ference.
However, he had committed himself
irietrieyably, and there was nothing for
it but to face the situation. The more
he thought of it the less he liked it,and
all his former fears revived with pain
ful intensity. After all, if he had kept
the pass no difficulties might have aris
en, but he bad now rashly brought up
on himself the very danger he had ap
prehended. Detection was inevitable,
and, what was worse, the fact of his
having nothing to show was calculated
to suggest that his personation of an
other person was an impudent fraud,
without a shadow of an excuse. The
train wae rapidly approaching its des
tination, and Mr. Pettigrew pictured
himself being dragged before a magis
trate and held up to pub'ic disgrace as
a railway swindler.
In the midst of these agonizing re
flections, Mr. Pettigrew's glance en
countered that of his companion, who
seemed, from his manner, to devine
what was passing in his mind.
'I suppose you realize, sir, the awk
ward fix you l:aye got yourself into,"
said the stranger sharply.
'l—l—what do. you mean?' gasped
Mr. Pettigrew.
'\ r ou know very well what I mean,'
returned the stranger. 'Y"ou said you
were Mr. Moss Levi. It is a lie—an
impudent imposture. lam Mr. Moss
Levi.'
Y r ou I' ejaculated Mr. Pettigrew,
faintly.
'Yes, sir. It is not the first time I
have been personated upon this line.
The directors have determined to pros
cute, and the result of my message will
be that you will be taken into
at Plymouth.'
'But—but I bad a pass,' cried Mr.
Pettigrew, transfixed with horror and
consternation.
'A forgery.'said Mr. Leyi, with an
unpleasant laugh ; 'You wisely got rid
of it. However, that wjn't help you
much.'
'Good heavens ! you are joking 1'
murmured Mr. Pettigrew, wiping the
perspiration from his brow, with a
trembling hand.
'You'il see,' said Mr. Levi,ominously
Terms, SIOO per Year, in Advance.
'Hut, sir, it is a mistake. I will give
you my real tiamo atul address. I can
bring any evidence you like of my re
spectability,' cried Mr. Pettigrew in a
frenzied manner.
'I cannot anticipate the investiga
tions of the police,' siid Mr. Levi cold
ly. 'As for your respectability, at all
events yon are traveling without a tick
et on pretence of being somebody else.
The penalty is a month, I believe,' lie
added in a matter-of-fact tone.
This cold blooded way of putting it
was more than Mr. Pclligrew could bear,
lie yielded to a verit ib!o panic, and al
most fell upon bis knees, imploring Mr.
Levi to assist liiiu.
'The matter is not in my bands,'said
Mr. Levi, apparently touched by bis
companions distress.*
'I will pay anything—anything!'
cried Mr,Pettigrew wildly.
'A hundred pounds ?' queried Mr.
Levi.
'Eli V exclaimed Mr. Pettigrew,with
a start.
'Give me a check for £IOO, and I will
assist you to escape,' said Mr. Levi,
with a sudden change of manner. Have
you your check-book handy V
'Yes,' said Mr. Pettigrew, scarcely
understanding.
'Here are pen and ink,' said Mr. Leyi
producing a writing-case. 'I will un
dertake to square the police and hush
the matter up.'
'But how ?' inquired Mr. Pettigrew,
staggered by the amount demanded,yet
too terriued and agitated to demur.
'1 haye a ticket,' said Mr. Levi, pro
ducing it. 'Take it and get out at the
next station—the one before Plymouth.
Leave the rest to me.'
Mr. Pettigrew was literally terrified
into complying with these terms. He
had no time for reflection, even if he
had been capable of doing so. The
train was already slackening speed,and
before he knew where he was, he found
himself safely landed on the platform
of the station short of Plymouth,having
paid the substantial sum of £IOO as the
price of his freedom.
When he came to think the matter
over calmly afterwards he began to sus
pect that he had been swindled. He
accordingly went on to Plymouth, and
the next day he made inquiries at the
station, but they knew nothing what
ever about the matter, as every pass
enger by the train he mentioned had
delivered up a ticket in the ordinary
way. It was clear then to Mr. Petti
grew that, although his enterpising fel
low-traveler had provided him witn a
ticket in the manner described, he had
taken the precaution to retain one for
his own use, which had enabled him to
escape all unpleasantness. Mr. Petti
grew on arriving at this conclusion, at
once telegraphed to his bankers to stop
the check; but he received a wire in re
ply stating that it had already been,
cashed. This, in conjunction with
there having been no difficulty at Plym
outh about a lost pass, so clearly point
ed to a deliberately planned [conspiracy
that Mr. Pettigrew iu his virtuous in
dignation, did not scruple to demand
an explanation from Captain Falconer.
But the Captain only laughed at him
for his folly, and could with difficulty
lie restrained from telling the story to
every one in the club ; and to this day
Mr. Pettigrew cannot make up his
mind whether Captain Falconer was a
party to the transaction or not. How
ever, he has never asked nor received a
favor from him since.
LEAVING A HALL.
How It la and How It Should Bo
Don© by Progressive Oitlzens.
Last Saturday evening a lady gave
an elocutionary entertainment in one
of our opera houses. Along toward
the last of it a breeze sprang up and
began to toy with the tin roof as only
a breeze can with a tin roof that is
somewhat inclined to flop np in places
and slam back down again. Some of
the audience happened to hear it and
got up and went out to look at the
weather. Then the rest stepped out a
moment. They thought a cyclone
was coming.
The elocutionist had just finished
reciting 'Oh, why Should the Spirit
of Mortal be Proud V It wasn't. It
was one of the most humble spirits
that ever got right up and made the
dust fly as it went out.
It only took the audience about ten
seconds to vanish. The win blew a
little around the corner and then the
coat tails of the mayor and Common
Council and prominent citizens on
foot slapped against the door casing
as the wearers went out.' Several
members of the Legislature and ot her
distinguished persons leaped from
their seats out through the door and
then with a long easy stride stepped
from the top ot the stairs over into
the middle Second street and ran for
cover. It was an impressive scene
when the brave men and fair women
and the beauty and the chivalry of
Estelline stood up and fought for the
right of way through that door.
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The elocutionist also seemed to be
agitated when she came out to recite
the next piece and fouud an audience
composed exclusively of four-legged
chairs with a light dust settling down
over them. This was discouraging.
There arc very few audionces so
hard to please, so apathetic and cold,
as one built up entirely of the ordin
ary square-topped chair upholstered
in natural wood. An clocutioner who
could move such an assemblage to
even the faintest applause would have
to get right down off of the stage and
stir it up with a tea-foot pole.
Although it is very painful the Bell
must mildly criticise the way we left
the hall. Of course, whoa we want
to go out, it is our privilege, but
would it not be better to whistle and
let the speaker know we are going
than to break loose and stampede be
tween the acts like a herd of panicky
Montana steers ? Would it not at
least be in better form to yell 'good
bye !' and slam a couple of chairs up
on the stage to attract the attention
of the company than to slip out as
though a vigilance committee had a
rope around our necks ?
We do not want a lady who comes
here to entertain us to go away un
der the impression that we thought
she had the small-pox. If strangers
should look in while we are getting
up so that the chairs were all tailing
over back they would by liable to
make uncomplimentary comments.
We do not want Eastern friends who
may be visiting here to see us coming
down the stairs from a popular and
instructive entertainment with our
claw-hammer coat tails flying out be
hind so you could play croquet on
them % Far from it
Instead of the wild charge with
leading citizens sliding down the tin
eaves-spouts let us have the more de
liberate departure. Where we now
butt our heads through the wall and
yell for the fire company to come and
help us down let us in the future qui
tly slip out as if going to see a man.
—Esteltine (D. T.) Bell.
THE TWOJEOMASES.
The Embarassing Way That
One of Them Acted.
'I do love this little parlor-kitchen,
and I pity rich girls who never get tir
ed, so as to rest in such a one. I could
not live with out the*musicof a tea-ket
tle,' said young Bella Haynes, as she
lifted the bright kettle from its hole
aud set it on top of the shining stove.
The 'parlor kitchen' was indeed a mod
el of neatness and cheerfulness. The
unsightly utensils had all been remov
ed into an outer shed-room. A bright
oil carpet, a red table-cloth, a chintz
covered lounge and rocking-chair, a
cheerful-faced clock ,and a few interest
ing pictures gave an air of quiet refine
ment and hospitable comfort to the
room. 'Now that every thing is ready,'
she added to her feeble mother who sat
in the gay rocking chair, 'l'll run up to
the depot and meet him. Do you sup
pose I shall know him ? I was only
seven when he left, and all I remember
of him is his yery white forehead and
bis very red cheeks. Which do I look
handsomest in, my gray or my blue
dress ?'
•You are not very handsome in eith
er,'said the mother smiling; 'but as you
will have the evening work to do, you
had better wear your blue one,'
Then the liajht-hearted girl threw o
pen the cupboard door and said: 'Bread
pies, cake, tongue, ham and honey.
When we sit down to tea, you'll be like
' 'The Queen in the kitchen
Eating bread and honey.' 1
And being unable longer to control her
feeling, she clapped her plump hands,
and throwing her arms around her
mother, kissed her over and over again.
Soon after, Bella,arrayed in her simple
finery,stood in the grim old depot wait
ing for her brother, who had been for
eleven years working in the mines, sup
porting the little family at home, and
laying up the means of support for the
future.
He had writtenlto his mother;
'Don't be afraid you'll see either a
desperado or a rowdy. I look lough
and hard, but I'm your boy for all that.
Not an oath nor a drop of liquor has
passed my lips since they kissed you,
eleven years ago.'
Was it any wonder that his mother
and sister were overjoyed at his com
ing ? At six o'clock the New York
train came thundering up, and quite a
number of passengers slopped at W
The young girl eyed them all carefully.
There was but one young man among
them. He was too large, and not near
ly as handsome as Thomas ought to be,
according to her idea.
(Continued on fourth page.)