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There are days of do upest sorrow
In the senson of our lite,
There ire wild despairiog momants,
There are hours of mental strife,
There are hours of stony anguish,
When the tears refuse to fall;
But the waiting time, my brother,
Is the hardest time of all,
Youth and love are oft impatient,
Seeking things beyond their reach,
And the heart grows sick with hoping
lire 1t learus what life can teach,
For, befare the fruit be gathered,
We must see the blossoms fall,
Aud the waiting time, my hrother,
1s the hardest time of all.
Wa can bear the heat of coutliot,
Though the sudden, crushing blow,
Beating back our gathered forces,
For a moment lays us low,
We may 1ise again beneath it,
None the weaker for our tall;
But the waiting time, my brother,
Is the hardest time of all,
last, we learn the lesson,
That God knoweth what is best,
And a silent resignation
Makes the spirit calm and blest;
For, perchance, a day is.coming
For the « hanges of onr fate,
When our hearts will thank hiv
Then he taught us how to wait,
RS TREE.
Yet, at
meekly
THE OLD, OLD STORY.
kuew. Poor and proud this Kathleen
Langley: but the adopted child of aj
very wealthy aunt, she bad never felt |
the chilly blasts of poverty; probably |
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She was the proudest women I ever |
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never would, since now she was the
betrothed of Arthur Fanshawe, and his |
good for a million i
intimate friend
companion evel since our |
to me there had never been
a friend. Dut I could |
wetting sin— |
{| been Kathleen's
Hosen
tl iVS,
«and dear
ny eves to her Lt
vain 1 argued with her, lec- |
- on its evils, She had always |
tiently, bul with a sarcastic i
Lirown eyes, and when I |
head on
face mis- |
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id she would lay her
d smile up into m
she would say; |
the sole hen
it wreck all |
id Mentor!”
ise, Pride was
we, and, though
ness, I cannot conquer it.” i
came my side and |
ite finger encircled by a
In answer to my |
she to
rine
ring.
f inquiry she said slowly,
t is Arthur Fanshawe's ring, dear;
« promised to be his wife.”
thur Fanshawe, the man of |
the world; a cynic, asceptic, everything
bard and unnatural. To throw awey
vouth, beauty and purity upon
Arthur Fanshawe! It was a cruel thing.
“Oh, Kathie!” I cried, *‘tell me it is |
not true. You do not love him—I know
it. Why, then, why do you make this |
sacrifice?”
Her red lip curled scornufully.
“There area mililon reasons,’
inswered, bitterly.
Then she went away, and when I saw
her again she was in the midst of a gay
lovely in her glittering ball
«3 *and Arthur Fanshawe was at her
hard, cold eyes lighted with
rosty gleams of a selfish love, his
nent to the fair New York belle
ly announced.
ew then that the mateh had been
Aunt Langley’s making; that her
won for her beautiful niece had at
attained the height of a wealthy
age, and that to induce Kathleen
submit she had contrived to "make
And Kath-
feeling herself a burden on her |
bounty, grew
“*Weary of eating
Aud
fii ad
nel
she
another's bread.
toiling up and down another’s
stairs,’
Her pride had carried her through, and
she had consented to the sacrifice.
Soon after Mrs. Langley projected a
trip to Florida, and begged me to ac-
company her and Kathleen; Mr. Fan.
shawe, of course was to follow.
We arrived at our destination, a ro-
mantic little town in the last stages of
dilapidation.}
We settled ourselves in a long, ramb-
ling cottage near the loveliest lake in
the world, and enjoyed the semi-tropi-
cal climate to our heart’s content.
We had not been there three days
when Kathleen appeared, one morning,
in the room where 1 was sitting with
her aunt over our fancy work, looking
charmingly in a short costume, with
wide sun hat and gauntiet gloves,
“I'm going to learn to row, auntie,
if you have no great objection,” she
began gayly.
“Who in the world is going to teach
you?”
Kathleen glanced through the long
French window to the shore, but a few
rods away where a tiny boat lay moor-
ed, and a masculine figure lounged back
among the cushions, lazily puffing a
good cigar.
“Oh, I don’t know his name,” she
laughed, scornfully. “One of the abo-
rigines here. I have engaged his servi-
ces at so much a hour, and for the rest,
as Mr. Toots would say, it is of no
consequence, auntie,’
“I trust Mr. Fanshawe approves,”
began her aunt.
“I am not Mr {Fanshawe’s property
as yet,’ suggested Kathleen; andbefore
another remark couid be proffered she
was out of the house, down the path, and
and off in the direction of the lake
shore,
The boating lessons seemed to take
up a great deal of her time and atten
tion after that; but I never chanced to
get a nearer view of her teacher, and,
judging him by others of the native
mhbabitants whom I had met, I felt
very little interest in the unknown,
“Come, ladies,” said Mr, Fanshawe,
one day, ‘let us go out on the lake; 1
have a boat engaged, and wailing your
service,
We did not require a second invita-
tion, and soon we gathered on the
beach, where the lake spread out before
us its broad, unrufiied bosom, its green,
00! lily-pads, and over all the blue,
cioudless sky of a Florida midwinter,
with the sun, like a great, untwinkling
eye, staring lazily down upon us,
“Miss Langley,” sald a voice near us
—a low’ rich, sweet voice, like liquid
music—'*1 beg your pardon for intrud-
ing, but thut boat is nosafe. She has
been for some time out of repair, 1
fear vou will meet with some accident
if you go out in her.”
A young man stood at Kathleen's
side, a tall, slender man, with a face
like a picture, with great, slumberous
dark eyes, and a nameless grace and
fascination about him. But his dress
was coarse and common, and his hands
were embrowned with teil. With that
wonderful face and figure, hike some
rare old statue, he was only a fisherman,
after all!
Kathleen's face was flushed, and she
glanced up timidly. But before she
could say a word Mr, Fanshawe turned
upon the intruder with a eool stare of
Insolence,
“What do you mean?’ he demanded.
“How dare you interfere in my
affairs, sir?"
The young man raised his hat with a
graceful bow,
‘My name is Sanford,” he sald
quietly, ‘Ray Sanford. 1 live a mile
above the beach. Iam accustomed to
the lake: I spend half my time upon it.
I know all the boats; the one you have
chosen is unsafe, If you go out in her,
you will certainly be drowned.”
He put on his hat, and walked away
without another word, He was proud,
too; it was easy to see that.
[ glanced at Kathleen. She did not
see me; her eyes were bent upon the
graceful figure in its coarse dress mov-
ing down the shining sands,
I saw her clench her hands and set
her teeth together, then her gaze en-
countered mine, and slightly, she forced
a smile.
“Are you ready, ladies?’
Mr. Fanshawe's voice
} ts boo
DroxKke ue
boat?’ as
**Are you going in the ked
Kathleen,
“To be sure. I am not foolish enough
pay any heed to the croakings of
I'll teach him that
I, too, understand managing a boat, if
I do not spend half my time on the Jake.”
“You are careless in your epithets,
Mr. Fanshawe.” observed Kathleen,
frigidly; ‘mistaken, likewise, Mr.
Sanford is a gentleman.’
“You have the honor of his acquaint-
it seems?’
Kathleen's eyes flashed, bu she con-
io
“}e taught me to row,’ she answer-
But shies said enough to set me to
Well, we yielded to the ruling pow-
It was a’perfect day, and full of iife
“The boat is filling with water! 1do
It was too true! The boat leaked at
soon we should be beyond the reach of
human aid.
I shall never forget that hour as long
as I live. Fanshawe, livid with fear,
crouched in the bow of the boat and
uttered never a word. Mrs. Langley
wrung her hands and alternately shriek-
ed and moaned-—now praying, and now
her voice drowned in a storm of
and tears. Kathleen sat like a statue
of stone, her hands folded, her eyes bent
on a spol far away.
On we drifted. The
filling; it was more than half full,
I crept up to Kathleen and put my
arms around her,
“Kathie, Kathie,” I cried,
die! Is it not dreadful?”
“There fates on earth.”
pale lips scarcely
seeming to move, and still her brown
eyes watched that tiny speck as it grew
large: a man in a boat-—a man bending
all his energies to meet us,
A strange smile touched Kathleen's
lips,
“‘Ray,’’ she muttered, as though she
had forgotten our presence, “Ray, I
knew you would come to us in our dis-
tress.”
It was indeed Ray Sanford, and he
was rowing with the strength of a giant
and the energy of a man determined to
win or die.
He reached us at last not a second too
soon. I aroused Mrs, Langley from a
fit of incoherent sobbing and ejacula-
ting, and pointing to our rescurer. Ie
stood up in his boat, and had Kathleen
in his arms in an instant. Then he
turned to Mrs, Langley and me. Fan-
shawe followed us, and soon we were
all safe in his boat—saved from a dread-
ful death.
Not a word was spoken during the
long run home. Kathleen never looked
at Ray; she seemed unconscious of his
presence,
When we reached the shore, she
dropped from the boat unassisted, as
though she did not see the young man’s
proffered arm.
Fanshawe, safe on shore, was himself
again. Turning to Sanford, he took a
banknote from his pocket and tendered
it to the young man,
“Jere,” said he, in a cold, insulting
tone, ‘‘you’ve helped us out of a scrape;
allow me to—"'
Ray Sanford
SOLS
boat
bg
we
must
Aare worse
But he never finished,
struck the money from his hand, and
then without a word, strode off down
the shining beach. After that we saw
him no more.
The time for our departure for home
drew nigh.
Kathleen had grown pale and thin
during these days. Her ¢ were uns
naturally bright, and her cheeks wore a
hectic flush; there was something wrong
about Kathleen.
It was the evening before our intend.
ed departure, and we two walked alone
on the beach, The sun was setting,
dropping slowly down ils golden ladder
into fleecy cloud banks of scarlet and
amber; up and down we paced, neither
of us speaking So the sun set and the
twilight gathered.
Suddenly the form of 8 man rose be-
fore us in the gray twilight, He came
Jhraigut up to Kathleen, ana held out
both his hands,
She laid both her own within them,
There was a sweet smile on her lips;
her eyes were luminous,
“Is it good-by?"’ she said softly.
ol yuo, fercely. “Tell
me, Kat . true, are you going
to marry that man—that Fanshawe?
A sneering laugh fell upon our ears;
Fanshawe stood beside us.
**A pretty scene!’ he sneered. “A
flirtation between my betrothed wife
and a common fisherman!’
With a face like marble and eyes like
flashing diamonds Kathleen slipped her
engagement ring from her finger and
laid it in Arthur Fanshawe's hand, say.
ing coldly,
“I have worn it too long, Mr. Fan.
shawe,”
Ere Fanshawe could recover from his
amazement, Ray Sanford spoke,—
“And who told you, Mr, Fanshawe,
that I was but a common fisherman?
Not that [ attach any ignominy to the
vocation, which has been followed by
some of the noblest and grandest heroes
of earth; but unfortunately, I have no
claim to the title, I am merely pass-
ing a few months on the Florida coast,
roughing it that I might regain the
health and strength which had unac-
countably deserted me. I leave soon
for my home in the North. You have
heard of Hugh Sanford, of Boston?"
“A merchant prince!” ejaculated
Fanshawe, beginning to move away,
‘“He is my father,” said Ray Sanford,
cooly: and bending over Kathleen, who
stood clinging to me, he continued,
while Fanshawe slunk on through the
evening shadows, ‘‘Kathleen, say you
forgive me my unintentional deception.
I had known you a week or more before
I realized the full extent of my guilt,
Forgive me, for I love you so!”
Her head was on his shoulder, his
arm around her. They bad forgotten
all about me, and I went howe alone,
An bour later Kathleen came to my
side, her eyes shining like stars
“You'll be my bridesmaid,
she whispered, kissing me with tears in
ber eyes, “*1'm the happiest little wo-
man alive! And the bestof itis 1 loved
him just as well when I thought a poor
fisherman as I do now that I know he is
of a wealthy and aristocratic family, 1
tell you dear (another kiss), pride is a
very good thing in its place, true
love is always and ever the best,
dear,”
but
Visits of the Dead to the Living.
When Marshal Bazaine, in 18635, as-
sumed command of the Freneh army in
Mexico, he found a want of
discipline and order among his troops,
Marauders had been allowed to wander
about with impunity, the Mexican
villages, friendly or hostile, were plun-
dered by the French soldiers. The Mar-
shal resolved to stop these excesses with
a strong hand, and an order was issued
that any soldier discovered in the actof
pillaging should, at the end of the
march, he brought before a «
war, and, if found guilty
penalty of death.
A few days afterwards, a corporal of
a battalion of Chasseurs, commanded
by Prince Nadoleon Charles Bonaparte
head of the Italian branch of the family,
was arrested by the military police
the charge of marauding. At the end
of the march, so soon as the camp was
pitched, he was tried by a council of
war, found guilty, and sentenced to be
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Prince called to
the soldier whose execution and burial
he had just witnessed walked is
tent, still wearing his uniform and with
the lantern on his breast. “My com-
mandant,’” said the soldier, ‘“*my family
lives at Marseilles, in the Rue——-r; be
so good as to inform them of my fate,”
The Prince, suspecting some trick
rushed at the man with the intention of
seizing him, The corporal, however,
was too quick, He ran out of the tent
and fled closely followed by the Prince,
who was guided in the pursuit by the
lantern on the man’s breast, The
Prince, after a short chase, overtook
the fugitive, acd was on the point of
seizing him when he (the prisoner tore
the lantern off his breast, threw it away,
and managed to escape in the darkness,
The Prince at once reported the affair
to the Marshal, and an order was given
that the corporal’s grave should be
opened, This was done, and the corpse
was found lying in the same stale as
when it was buried, but the lantern
Was gone,
I have only to add that on his return
to France the Prince ascertained ;that
the address at Marseilles was, in fact,
the dwelling place of the prisoner's
family. The unfortunate abbe was so
affected by the circumstance that he
lost his reason, and is, (or was a few
years ago) in a maison de sane
Prince Charles Bonaparte himself
always believed that the affair wasa
hoax.
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Getting Noisy.
Gallantry awakens early in the breasts
of some Boston boys. A lady in Bos-
ton has a class in the Sunday school of
one of the leading churches, the mem-
bership of which consists of boys who
are each about 8 years of age. Like
most youngsters they are of too exhub-
ant spirits to keep altogether as quiet
a8 the demands of the school require
and are prone to become restless and
noisy at times, Last Sunday one of
them was particularly uneasy, when the
teacher said, thinking to shame him into
quiet: “Now, George, 1 don’t know
what T shall do with you if you are so
noisy, Iam afraid I shall have to punish
you for it, and think the best way to
do 80 would be to make you sit in my
lap.”” ‘*Ah,’ says the young scapegrace
with an arch look, “if you should do
that, Miss I think you would find
the whole class getting noisy.”
Sincerity does not consist in speaking
Jou on all occasions, but in doing
t when silence would be censurable
and inexcusable,
To listen kindly is of en an act of 17e
and helps as to speak kindly
us mue
ourselves,
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Gliding Along the lose,
“The touch of cold weather we had a
short time ago stirred up the boys,’
said an old skate sharpener of New
York as he filed away on a pair of club
skates, Hanging over him were skates
of all kinds, rusty and with runners
covered with dirt. ‘*These have just
been brought in,” continued the old
man, *to be fixed up for the eoming
season. I have been busy with skates
for the last few days, and when the ice
is formed I shall have more than I can
attend to.”
‘‘Is skating as popular as formerly,”
was asked,
“Certainly it is. There is no out-of-
door exercise the popularity of which
remains so constant and which is in-
dulged in with such evident pleasure,
Did you ever hear a young Iman or
young woman refuse to go skating if
there was nothing to prevent and a fair
sheet of ice? 1 fille down and sharpen
more skates every winter than 1 did
the previous one. In the country the
boys try the ice every day, and the
winter's sport invariably begins with a
ducking for the first adventurer. I
suppose the popularity of the sport is
due in some degree to the comparatively
This makes it a novelty. But it is
more due, I think, to the exhilaration
and thorough enjoyment to be derived
Irom it, In country towns where the
ice lasts all winter there is as much
skating at the end of the season us at
does not become a fancy skater in those
looked down In my
opinion, skating is md
places is upon,
leigh rides or coasting.
The old man filed away on his skates
and told of miles he had skated
when a boy and the Kind of skates then
need, comparing them with the
dollar skates of to-day.
the skates themselves have
much to increase the love for the
the
ten-
ments in
a ne
is in the remembrance of old
hat the for an
hour's skating were
Thirty years ago the skater
pelied to wear a heavy pair
strong, big
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be carried about in the pocket to do
duty in cleaning out the snow or mud
that would accumulate in the walk to
the rink or . These old skates
were marvels i emselves, with their
intricacies of
were straps at
the toes. Straps crossed and recrossed,
and finally ended with long tags hanging
over whit had be stowed
somewhere, and which generally
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de straps was hailed,
sionaliy meets such a pair at the present
time in the country towns, gh
they are antiquated in the city. With
the skates of the previous period, when
the skater wanted to stop, he simply
pressed down hard the heel, and the
sharp end of the blade would plow a
furrow in the ice, and would cause a
sudden stop. With rockers the end
curved up, and the skater was com-
pelled to use the side movement of the
feet by which he comes to aquick stand-
still with modern skates. Nine years
ago the club skate appeared, and there
has been little change in them since
their first introduction. Two styles
the American club and the Acme
came out at the same time, and thei:
gale was immense, and their popularity
has kept up ever since then. At first,
on the former, a Key was necessary to
lock the skate on to the foot, but in a
short time the lever of the present
style was substituted, which. by rever-
sing, fastens at once bo'h the heel and
foot clamps. Boh styles were the same
in principle, and after a short time of
trial, were pronounced a great success
and immediately their use became uni-
versal, The hardest thing to overcome
in their adoption was the prevailing
idea that a heel strap must be retained,
and even now many call for this strap,
as they claim to have a feeling of
greater security in its use, Experienced
skaters all agree that it is unnecessary,
Ladies also now use club skates, and
many very pretty nickle plates have
been manufactured for them during
the past year, They are required to
have plain heels upon their shoes, how-
ever, as no clamp can be made to fasten
upon the French heels, with their
abominable curves,
“The use of club skates by ladies,’
added the old man, who hal been dis-
coursing on skates, rubbing down the
sides of blades with emery paper, “has
been objected to by young men, who
now have no excuse for fondly linger-
ing over their sweetheart’s dainty shoes
as formerly, when it was necessary to
fix a strap here and a buckle there, and
then to do it all over again because it
wasn't tight enough.’
“Do ladies skate us much as in the
old days?’’ was asked.
“Young man, ladies, young, old and
middle-aged, will go skating whenever
they can get a man to go with them,”
was the reply. *‘If they have to go by
themselves they soon give it up, Y
ladies like to skate as much as ever a
you will find plenty of ‘sister Kates,’ to
use the words of the poets, who skate
and cut a figure 8, in any State, If
Lew
style
and s
although
there's only ice, crowds of graceful fe
wale us are to be seen pleasant
them in their bright! skating eestumes,
ghding along the ice and sweeping about
in most graceful curves,”
The sale of club skates in this country
has been very large and the dlewwand for
them is still great, Ower 20.060 pairs
of oue style alone are generally sold in
this city during the season, amd if the
tice continues for a long time in good
| condition the dewiand is greater. In
this city the sale depends adsmeost en-
tirely upon the length of tinee there is
skating in the park. This, of course,
cannot be foreseen, and the large dealer
always expects and is ready to carry
over one-third of his stoek to the next
season. Again, often his skates are
exhausted before the season is over.
Y ear before lagt a comparatively small
number of skates were sold. Last year
for a time the sales were brisk, and the
prospect of this season is good, dealers
say. In the holidays the largest quan-
tity of skates ave sold, as a pair is al-
ways a standard Christmas present for
a boy. One pair of skates ought to last
several years if kept in good order,
" tian
Why He Lert.
“Why did yon desert?” asked the re-
porter, bluntly.
“I have no hesitation in telling yon,”
was the reply. “Wo enlist for military
service, and besides performing it we
are compelled to work as laborers, I
| could stand this, though, if it wasn't for
| the treatment we receive in other ways,
| I will just give you an instance of our
| day's rontine duty. We generally rise
| about b o'clock and clean up our quar.
| ters, Forty minutes are given for
| grooming our horses, and then we drill
| for an hour and a half, When break-
| fast is over some go on guard, while
i others do fstigne work. This consists
| of cleaning officers’ quarters, chopping
| wood for officers, hauling coal for ofli-
{cers and ourselyes, working in the
| ditches, and building roads or plowing
fields,”
“Is thus compulsory?”
“If we complain the guard house is
| the placa for us, acd if we go to the
| hospital ten chances to one we are told
{ that nothing is the matter with us,
{ and we are sent away without explana-
tion.”
“Don't you get some rest from your
labors?"
“Only the favored ones are allowed
leave the fort, 1 have been repeat-
| edly refused permussion to go sway,
| while others had almost as much liberty
as the officers.”
“*We are made to do regular servants’
{ work in the kitchen,” continued the sol-
{ der, “a burly negro bossing us at his
will, Complain, did youn say? If we
{do not perform the work just to suit
him he'll report us to the officers, who
will make us run errands and carry
slope,” .
“*1s there not too much drinking going
i on in the army?”
“Weil, a poor fellow can’t help some.
| times, but very seldom, when he gets a
chanoe, taking a drop too much, But
1 to
to the guard house, An officer can in-
dulge as much as he pleases, and if he
ure of putting him to bed,’
“Do the men ever complain about
| their treatment?”
“They don’t dare 10 do that, I have
| known them to leave the table and feign
| illness rather than say anything about
bad food. let me give you the
of fare for diy: For break-
| fast we have what we cali bootleg
| poffee and California mystery, There
is a standing prize to any man who will
discover the substance of which the lat.
| ter is made, I have gone through many
| hardsuips and had to eat many a hard
crust, but I couldn't stomach that dish-
water,”
“For dinner we get what the cook
calls pork and a few potatoes, ana for
supper we sometimes get potatoes and
alleged pork for a change, The coffee
is for the most part water, The cook
swoeteus it, but when I drank it I al
ways imagined there was no sugar in it.
I certainly didn't taste it.
“The officers, however, hive like lords
on the rations which belong to us, If
we open our mouths the prospect of
severe punishment stares us in the face,
and so the boys believe in the old
saying: ‘Of two evils choose the
least,” ”
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Proverbs for Lovers.
[ove knows hidden paths.
Love makes labor light,
Love makes time pass away, and time
make love pass away.
Love me little, love me long.
Ami moi un pew, mais continue Love
me a little, but keep it up.
Love one who does not love you, an-
swer one that does not call you, and
you wil run a fruitiess race.
Love others well, but love thyself the
most; give good for good, but not to
thine own cost,
Love rules his kingdom without a
sword. .
Love subdues everything except the
felon’s heart,
Love teaches asses to dance.
Love, kavery and necessity make
men good orators,
Love, thieves and fear make ghosts,
Love your friend with his faults,
Tove your neighbor, but don’t pull
down his fence,
Lover's purses are tied with cobwebs.
Lover's quarrels are love and re-
doubled,
Lovers think other have no eyes,
Tuene are limes in this little life
trade, A time when he feels as happy
as a schoolboy on Belday rnc
when he 1s throwing his aside,
on playing shin o
day. Bat no EC lath
mood after he haa
The Fulsou ¢ of Siiuety sis Biotiins.
To those who believe that the prac-
tion of Thugeee has been eomovletely
put down in India, the story of’ Sharia,
whose career of erime has fast termi-
nated hy his helug sentenced Wo trans.
portation for Dife, will some ns an un-
pleasant revelation, Sharfs was the son
of sn butcher in a small viljawe in the
Punjab, and when yet a hoy He devel.
oped a marked tastes not omiy for
gambling, but even for eard sliarping.
At the age of 18, having qnarreiled
with his father he left his native vil-
lage and attached humsell to 8 party of
horse deaters, He then jomed the
Bareilly police, but was shortly after
ward sentenced to fitteen months’ im-
prisonment for injuring his wife, the
daughter of Thakur, whom he had ah.
ducted. In the Bareilly jsil he came
in contact with Tikka Ram, the head of
2 band of poisoners in the northwest
provinces, On their recovering their
liberty they resummed operatiovs 0
gether, making their headquarters in
the town of Agra. After six years of
undetected crime, of which the details
have not been revealed, the two fell out,
and Sharfu joined the police foree again,
only, however, to be dismissed in a few
months,
It was after this occurremce that he
resumod operations as professional p i
soner ou his own account. His mode
of working was simple. Disguising
himself as a well-to-do native of Oade,
he used to waylay and enter into con
versation with those natives
province who happened to be retur y
with their savings, Has favorite scene
of operation was on the Grand Track
road Once he had struck ap a com
panionship with these
travellers it was an easy matter 10 tag
food with them, and Sharfa rarely failed
to introduce the opium or dhstura
needed to drug his vietims, whom
speedily relieved of their savings, Aosl
of these uUDWary persons recoverad
when pursuit was useless, but many of
them died. His operations between the
years 1867 and 1872 were particularly
numerous and successful; and offizal
reports recognized the extent to which
Thuggee prevailed in the Junjab during
that period. In July, 1881, his secret
was revealed by Tikka Kim's wife, wit
whom he had been living fox fourteen
years; and he had only just sufficient
warning to make a hurried retreat into
Rajpootana. ‘There he renewed bis ola
practices, and placed his services at the
disposal of those who had inconvenient
relatives to get nd of, and who would
pay handsomely for the dangerous
work, He long baffled the pursuit of
the officials, and it was not until the
present year that he was discovered,
through the instrumentality of Tikka
Ram, undergoing a short term of im.
prisonment in Agra Jail under sn as
sumed name,
Brought up for trial at Loodiana, he
admittea Lis guilt in ninety-six cases of
murder or drugging, and was sentencad
to death, which was afterward modified
to transportation for life, Sharfa’s long
impunity shows the great difficulty of
detecting crime in India, at the same
time that it revals the extensive organi
zation which criminals have formed, in
the Panjab at all events. Much hight
has recently been thrown by Dr. Leit.
ner on the ¢ which thieves in the
Punjab have framed for their own use,
and a
of
nususpec g
&
he
of which Government officials
3
absolutely ignorant,
J
smn AI A
Gambling in Grain.
rtel a heavy broker in Chica-
“legitimate bt
as almost disappeared, and every-
J Even the
old conservative firms have been obliged
to adopt the new order of things.”
“Then, this speculative business is on
the
ness in thus
isi id
vw i 18s 5 yee
18 dealing in opuons,
nerease?”’
“Yes. Houses that used think
they had something wondertul
when they handled 7,000,000 bushels of
wheat in a single day, now regard that
as simply an average business.’
“What is the exact mode ol dealing
in options?”’
“Well, to
to
done
suppose a case, you heat
that corn, either on account of bad
weather or an unusually brisk demand,
is going to be scarce and consequent);
high in price. You therefore bay 1,000
bushels of corn, which is to be delivered
in February oi future month
month. Now it is not expected that
you have the money to pay for it, or
that the other has the corn to deliver
You simply buy in the hope that corn
will go up and that yeu can sell
higher fignre, while he hopes that
will go down, thus enabling him to buy
it at a less price than be has contracted
for selling it."
“How much do you suppose of the
grain that is thus bought and sold is
actually transferred?”
“About ten bushels in 1,000,000,
There cannot be more delivered than is
really in existence, aud every day the
transactions are for far more than the
entire crop.”
“1 presume that, like gamblers, the
in brokers couldn't get along with-
out lambs to fleece?”
“If you want to put it that way, yes.
All this option business is done through
the Board of Trade, which is composed
of brokers, ‘They take orders for out.
siders and charge a commission. Nearly
three-fourths of the business done is
for New York buyers and sellers
“Wall street?”
“Yes, Wall street. The capitalists
there get together and arrange to send
up the price of wheat, but everything is
done through Chicago. Our city is the
grain and provision centre, as
Jew York is the centre of finance and
stocks,"
“Don’t you find that this gambling in
grain, as it is called, has », bad influence
en other branches of business?’
“Not at all. It makes trade lively,
theugh, I don’t believe today ihat
Chicago is half as solid as Cincinnati.”
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