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'I have been a pack peodh r for more than twenty yeais.'said the old man,as he whiffed away at his pipe to gt it a light, Mud you may suppose I have met with some stirring adventures. 1 have traveled a Rl eat deal in Missomi, Kan sas t Nebraska and Mineesota, and for weeks and months 1 have been on the alert, not only to presetve the contents of my pack, but to defend my life. My line of mule has been Yankee notions, with jewelry added. 1 have had with >ui6 at one limeas much as $2,000 woith of gold and silver watches, ear rinks, finger rings, Ac. I have sat 011 a log beside a highway in Kansas and solo SIOO worth of stock to three or four meu, and I haye disposed of S7O woiih of ladies' jewelry at a pioneer cabin which had neither floors nor partitions. 4 On two different occasions I ate din ner at the cabin of old Bender, the Kansas fiend. On the first occasion the old man was away, and I saw only two women about the place. Six months later, when I called again, it was about 11 o'clock in the forenoon. Then I saw old Bender for the first time. I have heard him described as a pleasant faced old man who no one would sus pect, hut I tell you the very first look at him put me on my guard. For the first time in a year I felt lhat my life was in danger. The same two slattern ly women were about the house, and there was a young man whom I took to be old Bender's son. Tins young man disappeared soon after I arrived, but whether he hid in the house or red off across the prairie I never knew. Ben der's women purchased about $2 worth of notions, and the old man dickered with me for over an hour over a gold watch. It seems that he had but a small stock of cash, but he offered me personal property in exchange. He had three or four silver watches, all of which had been carried, two or three revolvers, two bo9om pins, mado of lumps of pure gold, and three or four pairs of valuable cuff buttons. We had nearly effected an exchange when he suddenly decided to leave the matter open uutil after dinner. 'Months afterward, when the discov eries of his crimes came out, I thought the matter over, and could remember just how nicely he played me. Without seeming to interrogate me for informa lion, he asked how long a tiip 1 had made, what success I had met with, who I was, where I lived, and what I knew of that locality. The old mur derer wa3 figuring up the chances of my being missed in case he put an end to me, and he had a curiosity to know beforehand what the harvest would be. While 1 told you that I did not like his looks, and that I had a creepy feeling in his presence, I had no idea of an at tempt to murder by daylight and in the manner he was planning for. 1 had a trusty revolver and I had the coinage to defend myself. Had I met him out on the prairie, or had we I een jogging together along some lonely highway, I should have been prepared to pull my pistol at Ills first movement. 'Dinner was ai.nouneed soon after 12 o'clock. I took my pack with me into the dining room, whero I found the table set for one. There were three rooms in the house The front room was a general sitting room and office combined. Bender kept a sort of tav ern, you know, a? d travellers had this front room. The next room back was the dining room and family room com bined. There was a bedroom leading off. On the walls of lhis family room were a few old-fashioned prints in odd fashioned frames, a shelf on which stood a clock,and a few scant evidences of women's presence. The back room was the kitchen. 'I had ray eyes wide open when I eu tered the dining room, and the very lit st thing I noticed was that the table was set lengthwise of the room, and that my chair and plate had been so place! that ray back would be toward the kitchen door, which was not over five or six feet away. Ilad it been at the other end my bick would haye been toward the office door. The first movi I made was to turn t lie chair around to the side and sit d >wn. I now faced the bedroom door, and had the other doors to my right and left, while there was no window behind me. The young er woman was in the room, and she looked at me in a queer,strange way as I upset the arrangements she had per fected. Bender did not look into the room for two or three minutes, and then retired without speaking. A min ute later he passed around the house and entered the kitchen by the back door. While I could not see him, I heard him and the woman whispering together, and I caught the words as spoken by her : 4 'I tell you he did it himself !' ' 'I could not catch a word from him MILLHEIM, PA., THURSDAY. JULY 1., 188(5. HIKI dirrully ho went out ami she came in with tlio real of the eatables. ller face was flushed ami her manner very nervous. She put on a pi ato of hrea I and a platter of meat, ami then went out for the coffee. As she set tlif .cup and saucer on the hoard alio partly up set the cup and spilled half the con tents on the table. 4 'Excuse me—l'm so.iv,' ' she said, as I shovml hack to keep the hot liquid from dripping on my l-es. 4 4 Never mind -no hum done," I re plied. * 4 lt was so careless of me. You had better change your seat to the end while I sop it up.' ' 4 'Oh, don't mind. I'm not hungry and shall eat hut a few mouthfuls any way. 1 forgot to tell you that 1 prefer red water to coffee.' ' 4 'lint—you—you 4 ' ' 'l'm all right.' ' 'She gave me 0110 of the queerest looks I ever got, first flushing up and then turning pale. Spilling that coffee was a put up job to get uiy back to the kitchen door. I suspected it then ; a few months later I had plenty of hor rible proofs. Before the meal was fin • ished old Bender looked in ;from the kitchen door and drew back, and when I shoved away and entered the oflieo he was'not there and did not show up for five minutes. When I went to dinner a double-barrelled shotgun stood in a corner of the office. When I came out it was gone. The old man came in af ter a while, and it was easy to see that he had to force himself to converse. I paid him for the meal and was ready to go. It was a lonely road I had to trav el, with no other house for miles, and it suddenly stiuck rae that the younger man had gone on to lie in ambush and shoot mo in case 1 escaped assassina tion at the house. For a minute or two I quite lost my sand, and you can judge what a relief it was to see a team drive up with three men in the vehicle and room for one more. They stopped to water the horse and chat a few mo ments, and readily gave me a lift on my way. I did not impart my suspic ions to them, and it was not until the horrible stories came out that I felt sure in my own mind what a close call 1 had had. 'Do I know what became of old Ben der and his family ? You remember that they fled the country, or that the papers so reported, and for months we used to bear from one locality and an other of the fugitives being seen or cap tured. I have reasons to believe they never got out of the State, nor yet a hundred miles from that lone tavern on the prairie, with its horrible cellar uuderneath and its gravevard in the rear. Bands of men were riding in this or :hat direction, bent on vengeance, and one of these overhauled the party. I have been told this on the best au thoiity. As Bonder had sholrn no mercy toward the unsuspecting travel ers who were shot in the back from that kitchen floor as they ate at his ta ble, none was shown to him or his. They weie wiped out and planted where their bodies will never be turned up to the light of day.' 'I have also been a pack peddler for years,' said the man who had a decided limp in his ga't, ana who seemed to he about 45 years old, 'and I have had my fair shaie of adventures with the rest of the fraternity. For years 1 have traveled in Tennessee, the Carolinas and Georgia, ai d my line of goods has been cutlery. I have sometimes car ried pins, needles, and thread,but more as an accommodation than from any hope of profit. My line indues n.zus. shears, scissors, pocket knives, table Knives, and forks. Sometimes I add a few sheath knives, which are bought by lawless characters, and sometimes I omitthem,according to the route 1 have laid out. 'On two or three occasions my life has been put in peril by the cupidity of others, but the closest shave I ever had was in-tlie mountains of Tennessee, a bout fifty miles from Knoxville. I had sold my slock pretty well down, and had about S3OO with me, when, one af ternoon an hour before sunset, the ap proach of a terrific thunderstorm drove rae to seek the shelter of a roadside cabin. It was a lonely place,on a lone ly mountain road, and the tinao was in 1807. While the war had long been over, as of course you know, there was a good deal of bitterness among the mountaineers of Tennessee, and there were a great many men who had not yet settled down to anything like work. As I was not in the war on either side, and am English born, I got along very well with the fire-eaters ; but the fact was every day before me that theie were plenty of lawless characters, both Union and Rebel, who wouldn't hesi tate to put me out of the way for what my pack contained, no matter what principle I upheld. But for the com ing storm I should have continued on for a couple of hours. I did not like the looks of the place. It was a story an)J a half log houke, situated several A PAPER FOR THE HOME CIRCLE rods (JT the rood, and there was some thing in the house and Us surroundings which made mo hesitate to for hos pitality. However, a July thunder storm wan creeping up, covering the whole west with darkness, and the thunder was rolling and reverberating from hill to hill as I knocked on the casing of the open door. Toe voice of a woman bade me enter. She was a person at least forty years old, large and muscular, and her countenance was anything but piepnsessinp. It wore a sullen, sulky expression,and the gray eyes which sized me up had no gleam of womanly kindness in them. 1 I explained that 1 was a tiaveler who craved shelter from the storm, am' she sullenly replied : 4 'You are welcome to sit down.' 'Five minutes later the rain was fall ing in torrents, and it grew so dark that the woman had to light a candle. The cabin had but ono room below. In this was a bed, bureau and other furni ture, and the cooking was clone in a I fireplace. At one end of the fireplace a rough ladder led to the loft above. The interior of the house was neither inviting nor repelling, but I certainly did not iiko the woman. It was all of twenty minutes after I sat down before she spoke another word, and then it was to ask what my pack contained. 1 opened it in explanation, and told her I was on my way to Knoxville to te plenish my stock from goods ordered shipped to that point. I presented her with a common pair ol shears.and there was a sudden change in her demeanor. She became smiling and talkative, and, as the storm showed no sign of abating she began to prepare supper, and ob served that I must not think of con tinuing my journey before morning. Where I asked 0110 question she asked five. She wanted to know where I was from, how much a stock of goods cost, whom I knew at Knoxville,and a great many other things. In return she told me that she was a widow, had a son twenty years old,who had gone to mill, aud that they had a hard time to make a living. While the change in her demeanor wa3 agreeable in one sense, I could not get rid of the idea that the change was forced. While her lips uttered pleas ant words her eyes gave them the lie. We had a fair supper, during which she bore the burden of conversation, and it was then seen that I must re main through the night. While the thunder had passed away, the rain fell in a steady pour, and the night was as black as tar. Sue said the storm would delay her son, but that ho was certain to be home before midnight. She clear ed away the table, sat down with some sewing, and asked me so many things about the outside world that I knew she had some time lived in better cir cumstances and had been fairly well ed ucated. She gradually led the conver sation back to my vocation, and carc lessV remarked as she bent over her sewing : 4 'One in your business should go well armed.' 4 'Perhaps some of them do,' I re plied, 'though I have never seen occa sion for weapons of any Bort.' ' 'lf you—you wanted to part with your revolver perhaps my son would buy it. He is very anxious to secure such a weapon.' 'She did not dare to look mo in the face,and her hands shook as she waited for me to reply. 4 '.My reyolyer—ha !ha ! I'm afraid no one would accept the walking stick in the corner over there for a shooting iron.' 4 'But you have a knife,' she persist ed, making a great i ffort to raise her eyes. ' 'Yes, this,' I answeted, as I exhib ited a pocket knife. 4 Tnat ended the conversation in that direction. Froinjthnl moment the wo man seemed very busy with her thoughts, and conversation lagged. On two or three occasions when I ad dressed her she started up in a nervous way, and asked ine to tepeat the inter rogation. At ten o'clock I signified my desire to retire for the night. She took a candle and ascended to the loft, and I heard her pulling the bedster.d a bout and tramping around. The floor was of undressed and unmatched boards, and the light of her candle could be plainly made out. When she came down she handed me the candle, and hoped I would sleep soundly. As was my invariable custom, I took ray pack along with me, and climbed the ladder to find myself in a long, low room, lighted by a window at either end. The bed was at the further end, and the lower sash of the window was up its full height. From the window to the bed was a distance of about four feet. Notwithstanding the rain, the chamber was close and 'sultry, and for this reason the woman had raised the window, and for this reason I left it up. I placed my pack on the foot of the bed, blew out the light, and sat dowu to think. The widow acted in a suspicious manner, and yet there was nothing, when 1 came to think it all over, which really condemned her. 1 won't admit that I was a hit alarmed, but 1 found myself trembling at some unseen and umlelitied danger. It was a cm ions position to be placed in—to feel no fear, ai.d yet bo shaking as if some tenor was upon you. I looked out of the window, but the night was so bl tck that I made out nothing. I lighted a match and looked under the bed, which had a valance around it, but there was not eyen a box or basket bidden away. 4 I think I sal by the window a full hour before deciding to go to bed, and then I simply pulled oil my coat and boots and lay down on the outside, ful ly determined to keep awake for a couple of hours at least. 1 had a trusty revolver with me, and I felt certain in my own mind that anyone who attack ed tne in an open manner would find me a tough customer. There was no moyement whatever from below. The clock struck eleven soon after I got in to lied. I WAS wide awako when it struck twelve. I neyer felt less inclin ed to sleep, but I had certainly dozed oIT when a noise at the open window a roused me. I listened until sure that some one or something was there, and then I swung my legs off the bed to face around. As my feet touched the floor a flash of lire aud a loud report, and by the momentary light I saw the head and shoulders of a man outside of the window. I had my revolver in my hand and the flash of his weapon had scarcely passed away when I gave him a bullet. I heard a fall outside, and as I sprang to the window I felt the ends of a ladder which had been raised. It was only then that 1 know his bullet had hit me in the calf of the leg.though the excitement Kept the pain almost subdued. I gave the ladder a heave and heard it go crashing down and then drew away from the window for fear of being fired on. Just then the clock struck one. 'There had been an attempt to mur der me. Was the would be murderer the widow's son? If not, the firing must have aroused her, and she should have called out. If so, had I killed hiiu ? Would it be safe for me to go down stairs ? Wouldn't the mother secure the weapon and fire npon me as I descended the ladder ? There was no let up to the rain, nor did the darkness break away. I decided to remain where I was until daylight, providing I was left undisturbed. From that tune un til day broke I heard 110 sound to alarm me. I sat in a chair, revolver in band, and the pain from my wound making me cringe; and if ever mortal man was glad to see the darkness fade away it was the person before you. The rain ceased about half past two, but I made no attempt to pet to the window and look out until daylight was strong e nough to enable me to see everything plainly. The ladder way lying on the ground, but nothing was to lie seen of my midnight visitor. I took up my pack and limped to the open trap door in the floor, but no one was stir ring. With a good deal of an effort I descended to the ground floor, half ex pecting to be attacked, but the house was deserted and the back door open. I washed and dressed my wound as well as I could, helped myself to some thing to eal, and--hobbled off down the road until I reached a cabin, where a mule and cart could be hired. 4 Whet did I do about the cold-blood ed attempt to murder me? Nothing at all. If I had made complaint 1 should have been detained for weeks or months as a witness, and I could not have sworn to the identity of the man at the window, nor to any circumstan ces that would haye convicted the wo man. I gave out that it was an acci dent, and though it was not a serious wound, it gave me this limp for life. Melancholy All Around. Old Gent—And how is your father John ? John—He is dead, sir. Old Gent—Dead i Dear me ! What a pity ! And how is your mother ? John—She is dead, too. Old Gent—lndeed ! Dear me ! What a pity, what a pity. But how is your wife, John ? John—She died last week, sir. Old Gent—Why goodness rae—what a pity ! And your mother in-law, how is she ? John—She is hearty, sir. Old Gent (abstractly)— Dear rae,what a pity ! — Detroit Free Press. The National Game. Young Man (to dealer in sporting goods)— Have you base ball suits ? Dealer—Oh, yes. sir. I can furnish you with any tiling 3 T ou like in that line. Young Man—Well, you can get me up a suit made of chilled steel with lit tle sharp-pointed spikes sticking out all over it Dealer—But, my dear sir, you could not play ball in such a suit as that. Young man—Oh, I'm not a player; I'm an umpire. Terms, SI.OO per Year, in Advance. The Astrologers Dupe. A little old woman, gray-haired and trembling, sat tt little while ago in the back office of a Wall-street stock brok er. Her gaze was fixed tut a wide black board, where chalk figures showed the drift of stock market quotations ; there was no lustre in her eye ; her whole as pect was that of one dumbfounded, bro ken-hearted. Site had a sad story to tell were there only spirit enough left to her for a recital. A year ao she came to this same brokerage offl.ie. Her uurse was fat with b ink bills and she gave an order for t lie purchase of 500 shares of a stock which had been active a long time. The broker advised her against the purchase, and told her plainly that ho had what ho believed excellent rea sons for expecting a heavy decline in the particular stock she had selected to buy. llut she persisted in her deter mination, declaring tliat she had infor mation which could not be wrong that the stock was bound to go up a good deal very soon. She had her way, de spite the counsels that plainly predict ed the loss of her money. She left $5,000 in cash as alO per cent. margin to protect her interest and went iter way with a calm confidence shown on her countenance. 'I shall make a good deal of money,' she said as she left, 'for the information I have comes from the very highest autho-ity.' The stock perverselj declined forthwith, and each day saw some traction clipped off of the preceding day's quotation. Within a month the original $5,000 margin had dwindled down to SI,OOO, and the bro ker was obliged to call for another de posit from his customer to protect her interest. She came down town with the same self-satisfied smile, and with the same expressions of confidence produced her rounded purse again. Four thousand dollars she left in the broker's hands this time. 'The advance I am told, has been unavoidably delay ed a little while,' she said with a tone full of assurance and faith, 'but it is bound to come soon now, and I feel as sure that my money is safe as if 1 had it all in band awaiting orders.' This was in response to further grave pre dictions from the broker,who, by much argument tried to convince her that she was being misled. Another short period elapsed ; and another enforced call was made upon the sunny faced old lady. .Tust a bare suspicion of dis quiet was beginning to show itself, but there was no backdown in her actioa. Out came more money. And so a lit tle latter did more still follow. Then not long ago she came yet again ; now she brought her bank book. She show ed to the broker that a year ago it cred ited her with deposits of SIB,OOO, of which bat $2,500 remained ; and that s2,soo—every penny of it, every penny she possessed in the world—siie handed oyer. She was not yet utterly down cast. 'Hut yesterday,'she averred, '1 had my information repeated agaiu aud the rise which I've waited for so long is to come now right away.' Down went the market, lower and lower dropped the price of the expectant wo man's 500 shares of stock, till that day a little while ago when for the last she came into Wall-street again, dropped into an armchair before the quotation board and gazed long and listlessly, as one in a deep dream, confronting the white figures that glared out at Iter there like the eyes of so many demons. All of her SIB,OOO was gone ; she had only poverty left. Hut she was brave still, and when her broker approached Iter she rose with the grace of a woman young and queenly and thanked him for all his courtesies and the good ad vice lie had wasted on her. •Now, Madam, will you do me the great favor of telling me from what source you received the false informa tion on which you relied so implicitly and risked so much money ?' This was the broker's question. 'Upon an astroiocrer.' This was her amazing answer, and she named a man whose 'card' is flaunted publicly in the metropolis. There was a stupefied bro ker, a broker who got mad. He didn't say 'Fool !' but he looked it. The old lady then talked freely. It was no new thing, she said, for her to seek the ad vice of this 'astrologer,' her husband had done the same before and a score of her friends, she said, had implicit con fidence in the reyelations of the seer. 'l'll giye you $1,000,' said the broke r hotly, 'if you'll promise me one thing.' The old lady's lightening countenance showed that he need haye no doubt of the promise. 'Never come into Wall street again and have no more to do with this blanked scoundrel whose lies have cost you so dearly.' The promise was gladly exchanged for the money, and the old lady went her way. But this was not the only se quel to this speculation. Three or four days ago a dipper little fellow with a face weazened around a pair of twink ling adder eyes thrust himself into this same brokerage office. He sought the manager and said he wanted to buy some stock on a margin. He had brought a one-thousand-dollar note a long to put up as the necessary deposit. He was just ready to hand over his money when of a sudden he looked into NO. 2(1 NRWHPAPRR LAWS If suWrtlwm order the ii::tlock o iirwsjupns. the puellshrm may cim.lii.w to semi thi'iii until all arroaraitt** are paid. If HtitVM'rtl**'rs refuse or in ?!eet to take their lie w spa I'i'i .*> fi oiti llirolUM' to w liu'h IK y are sent iheyme lirlil r|HiiiHilile until they have set lied lite hills .11.il ordered them diiHsiotitided. If subst iilvi s uoVe toother |Uees without in forming the pubHshcr, and the ne\vspii|>eis are sent to thu for titer place, they are responsible. ADVBHTIMINU HATKS. 1 wk. t uto. IS twos, fimos. Iye r 1 square $2 00 ♦4on| $5 0o to no #<<