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LIFE'S BURDENS. 0, little feet! that such long years Must wander on through hopes and fears, Must ache and bleed beneath your load; 1, nearer to the wayside inn Where toll shall cease and rest begin, Am weary, thinking of your rond ! O little hands ! that, weak or strong, nave still to serve or ruU so long, Have still so long to give or ask I, who so much with book and pen, Have tolled among my fellow men, Am weary, thinking of your task I O little hearts ! that throb and bent With such impatient, feverish heat, Such limitless, and strong desires j Mine, that so long has glowed and burned With passions Into ashes turned, Now covers and conceals its fires. O little souls I as pure and white And crystallno as rays of light, Direct from Heaven, their source divine; Reflected through the mist of years, How red my setting sun appears t How lurid looks this soul of mine. A Clever Escape. A Dctcetivo Story. T THE TRAIN wan waiting to leave tho station. There had lieen robberies on the lino, and a detoctive was eagerly watch ing the faces of the passengers, hoping to catch tho thieves. I, the guard, was watch ing things generally. Presently I caught myself watching a girl who stood alone at some distance. I wished I could have gone straight to her, and put her into one the most comfortable of the lino of carnages at which she gazed so timidly. Just as I hesitated, a Ycry romarkablo figure elbowed its way to me; a stout, grandly-dressed old lady, panting painfully, and almost piercing mo with a pair of rest less, half-opened eyes, that looked out through the gold-rimmed spectacles perch ed on her sharp nose. Two porters follow ed her, ladon with bags, cloaks, umbrellas and flowers the only flowers in tho station, I oxpect, that winter night and one of the men winked at mo over her head, whllo tho other guarded hor treasures with a faco of concentrated anxiety and thoughts en grossed by possible fees. " This is tho Loudon train, is it ga'ad ?" she asked, peering sharply into my face with licr half-closed eyes, as if she found it difficult to distinguish me even through her spectaclos. From her whole attitudo I guossed her to bo deaf, but I never guessed how deaf until, after yelling my answer so loud that f he engine driver must have heard it eigh teen carriages of)', she still remained stonily waiting for it. Then she shook her head angrily and waddled off, looking as acid an old party as I should ever try to avoid. In at every door she peered through her glittering glasses, the two porters following her, until she made a stop before an empty second class carriage near my van, and with muuh labor and assistance got herself and her packages into it. When I passed a few minutes afterward, she was standing In the doorway, effectually barring tho door to any other passenger by her own unattractive appearand there, and prolonging with an evident relish the anx iety of the obsequious porters. The young and protty lady had taken a seat in a for ward carriage. !" ' ' I suppose, that, without .exactly being aware cf If, J kept a sort of watch over this carriage, for I saw plainly enough a lazy young gentleman who persistently kept hovering about it and looking in. His inquisitive eyes had of course caught sight of tho pretty face in there alono, and I could see that ho vfas making up his mind to join her; but he seemed doing it in a most careless and languid manner. Ho was no gentleman for that reason, I said to myself, yet his dress was liandsome,and the hand that played with his long, dark beard was small and fashionably gloved. Glancing still into the far corner of that one first class compartment, he lingered until the last moment was come; then, quite loisure ly, he walked up to the door, opened it, entered tho carriage, and in an Instant the door was banged to behind him. AYithout the least hesitation I went up to tho win dow, and stood near it while tho lamp was fitted in the compartment. The gentleman was standing up within, drawing on a dark over-coat; the .young lady in tho distant corner was looking from tlio window as if oven tho half darkness was better to look at than this companion. Mortified a good deal at tho failuro of my scheme for her comfort, I went on to my van, besido which the detective waited for me. " No go, you see," ho muttered crossly, " and yet it seemed to mo so likely that they'd take this train." "I don't see how it should seem likely," I answered, for I hadn't gono with him in the idea. "It doesn't seem to mo very likely that three such skillful thieves as you are dodging, who did their work in this neighborhood so cloverly two nights ago, should leave the station any night by the vory train which the police watch with double suspicion." Having nothing hotter to do, I wondored a good doal how these thieves could arrange their getting away while tho walls wore covered with tho description of thorn, and every official on the line was posfcd in it. Thero was no doubt about their being throe vory doxtrous knaves, but then our detec tive force was vory doxtrous too, though they weren't knaves (and I do believe tho greater doxtority is generally on the knavish side), mid so it was odd that tho descrip tion still was ineffective and tho offered re ward unclaimed. I read over again tho bill in my pocket which described tho rob hers. "Edward Capon, alias Captain Winter, alias John Pearson, alias Dr. Ciow; a thick-set, nctivo man, of middle height, and about fifty years of ago; with thick iron-gray hair and whiskers, dark gray eyes and an aquiliuo noso. Mary Capon, his wife, a tall woman of forty; withahand some, fair face, a quantity of very red hair, and a cut across hor under lip. Edward Capon, their son, a slightly built youth of not more than fifteen or sixteen (though, for tho matter of that, I thought he might havohad cunning enough for twice his ago), with closely-cut black hair, and delicate features." We all know the description wollenougli, and for two days had kept our eyes open, hoping to identify them among tho passen gers. But our scrutiny had all been in vain; and as tho train rushed on, I felt how disappointed the police at Euston would be when wo arrived again without evon ti dings of them. I was soon tired of this subject, and went back to worrying myself about tho sad looking, yellow-haired girl who had so evi dently wished to travel alone, and been so successfully foiled in tho attempt by that intrusivo fop with tho handsome beard. Foolishly I kept on thinking of her, until, as wo woro dashing along llko lightning through fho wind and darkness, only fifteen or twenty minutes from Chalk Farm, the bell in my van rang out with a sharp arid sudden summons. I nover wondered for a moment who pulled the cord. Instinctively I knew, and it was tho carriage furthest from my van! I left my place breathlessly as tho engine slackened sjioeil, and, hasten ing along the footboard, hesitated at no window until I reached tho one from which I felt quite sure that a frightened young face would be looking out. My heart liter ally beat in dread as I Btoppcd and looked into the carriage. What did I see? Only the two passengers burled In their separate corners. The young lady raised hor head from the book she held, and looked np at me astonished childishly and wonderlngly astonished. ' ' ' " Has anything happened to tho train ?" she asked timidly. The gentleman roused himself leisurely from a seemingly snug nap. " What on earth lias stopped us in this holo ?" he said, rising; and pushing his hundsome face and his long beard past mo at the window. It was only too evident that the alarm had not been given from this carriage; yet the fooling had been such a certainty to me that it was long before I felt quite convinced to tho contrary; and I, went on along the foot-board to other carriages vory much more slowly than I had gone first to that one. Utter darkness surrounded us outshlo, but from the lamplit compartments eager heads were thrust, searching for tho reason of the unexpected stoppage No one owned to having summoned mo until I reached that second-class carriage near my own van, (which I had hastened past before,) where tho fidgety, doaf old lady who had amused mo at Rugby sat alone. I had no need to look in and question her. Her head was quite out of tho window; and though sho had her back to tho light and I couldn't see her face, her voice was cool enough to show that she was not overpowered by fear. " What a time you've been coming," sho said. "Where is it?" " Whero's what?" But though I yelled tho question with all my might and main, I belie vo I might just as hopefully have questioned the telegraph-post which I could dimly sco besido us, and have expected an answer along tho wires. " Whoro's the small luncheon basket?" sho inquired, pulling out her long purse with great fussincss. "A small luncheon basket, my good man, and make haste." Shall I over forgot the sharp expectancy of the old lady's eyes as they looked into mine, first over, then, under, then through hor glittering gold-rimmed spectacles? What surprised me most particularly was tho fact of hor decidedly not being, as any one might suppose, a lunatic. " Be quick with the small luncheon bas ket, please," sho said, resignedly sitting down, and pouring the contents of hor purse out into her lap, "I'm as hungry as I can bo." I suppose that when sho looked up at mo from the silver she was counting sho saw my utter bewilderment, I didn't try now to make hor hear, for I knew it to bo hopeless for she raised her voico Biuldonly to a shrill pitch of peevishness, and pointed with one shaking hand to tho wall of tho carriago. "Look thoro! Doosn't it say "Small luncheon baskets. Pull down tho cord." I want a small luncheon basket, ro I pulled down the cord. Make lmsto and get it mo, or I'll report you to tho manager." Seeing now that sho was almost as blind ns sho was deaf, I began to understand what sho meant. On tho spot to which she pointed abovo the scat opposite her, two papers woro posted in a lino ; ono tho ad vertisements of " Small luncheon baskets" supplied nt Rugby, the other, tho compa ny's directions for summoning tho guard and stopping tho train in cases of danger. As they happened to bo placed, tho largo letters did read as she had said: "Small Luncheon Baskets. Pull down the Cord." While I was gazing from htr to the bills, getting over a bit of my astonishment, and sho was giving mo every now and then a sharp touch on tho shoulder to recall mo to my duty and hasten mo with her refresh ment, we wero joined by ono of tho direct ors, who happened to be going up to town by the express. But his just and natural wrath loud as it was never moved the hungry old lady ; no, not in tho slightest degree. She nevor heard ono word of it, and only mildly insisted, in tho midst of it, that she was almost tirod out waiting for licr small luncheon basket. With a fierce parting shot, tho director triod to make hor understand that sho had incurred n penalty of five pounds, but ho couldn't, though ho bawled it at her until the poor old thing perhaps mortified at having takon so much trouble for nothing ; perhaps overcome by hor hunger ; perhaps frightened at the commotion sho saw thong) i didn't hear sank back in her seat in a strong fit of hysterics, and let the shil lings and sixpence roll out of , her lap and settle under tho seats. It seemed to me a long time before we started on again, but I suppose it was only six or seven minutes' delay after all. I ex pect I should have waited to explain the stoppage to the protty young girl of whom I considered myself a sort of pretector ; but, as I said, she was at the very opposite end of the train, and I was in haste now. There must have been a good laugh in several of the carriages when tho cause of our stoppage got whispered about. As for me, when I got back Into my van, solitary as it was, I chuckled over it until wo stop ped at Chalk Farm to take tickets, " Of course you have the carriago doors all locked, and I'll go down with you while you open them one by ono. My men are in possession of the platform." This was said to mo by Davis, a detec tivo officer whom I know pretty well by now ; having had a good bit to do with him about this Warwickshire robbery. " It is no uso," I Raid, before we started, "tho train was searched as you may say, at Rugby. Every passenger has undergone a close scrutiny, I can tell you. What causes such a scientific preparation for us here?" " A telegraph received ton minutes ago," he answered. "It seems that two of the thieves we are dodging aro in this train in clever disguises. We have had pretty full particulars, though tho discovery was not mado until yon left the junction. Have you noticed" he dropped his voice a little hero "a young lady and gentleman to gether in either carriage?" I felt a bit of an odd catching in my breath as he spoke. " No," I said, hastily. " No young lady and gentleman belonging togothor ; but there may be plenty in the train. What if there aro, though? Thero was no yonng lady or gentleman among the robbors !" "Among tho robbers," rejoined Davis, with suppressed enjoyment, " was a wo man who'd make herself into anything ; and you must own that a gentleman with a dark, long beard isn't bad for a lady known to us pretty well by her thick red hair and a cut on her upper lip." "But the young lady ?" I asked, cogita ting this. i "Ah! tho young lady. True enough ; well, what should you say, now, if I told you she grew out of that boy with the closely-cut dark hair that we are after?" " Como along and we'll seo," he replied, I did como along, feeling very stupidly glad there was all tho train to search before wo could reach tho carriago at tho other end where sat the girl whom I had, in a way, taken under my protection. " When aro wo to bo allowed to leave this train pray? Call me a cab," cried tho deaf old lady, plaintively, as wo reach ed her carriago, and found hor gazing out in most evident and utter ignoranoo of all that was going on around her. " I am locked in, ga'ad. Do you hear?" I hear, you, sharp enough. I only wish ed sho could hear mo as readily. Davis stood asido watching while I unlocked he door anil helped her down. Then seeing her helplessness, and her countless pack ages, ho beckonod a porter to hor, winking expressively to call his attention to a prob. ablo shilling. Carriago after carriago wo examined nnd though Davis detected no thief, ho turned away only more and more hopefully from each. Ho was so sure they wero :hore and that escape was impossible. Wo reached tho last carriago in tho lino, and now my heart beat in the oddest manner possible "Is this compartment empty, then?" asked Davis, while my fingers wero actual ly shaking as I put my key in the door of tho centre one. " Empty and dark ?" " Even if it had been empty it would not havo been left dark," I muttered, looking In. "Hallo I what s came to the lamp?" I might well ask what was como to tho lamp, for the compartment was as dark as if it never had bec-n lighted : yet had I not myself stood and watched tho lighted lamp put in at Rugby ? And tho carriago was empty too I " Why was this ?" asked tho dotectivo, turning sharply upon me. " Why was not the lamp lighted?" But the lamp was lighted, and burning now as sensibly as tho others if we could but have scon it. As we soon discovered, tho glass covered by a kind of tarpaulin, iutonsly black and strongly adhesive, and tho carriago was ns completely dark as if no lamp had been there at all. Tho per plexity of Davis' faco was ns great as my own, when I told him who had traveled here. "They couldn't havo loft the train hero, at any into," ho said ; and I know that as well as he did. But you have guessod tho end. ' During those few minutes that we stopped on the line, the two thiovos darkened tho lamp even after I had left them, and using thoir own key had left the carriage under cover of the durknoss j managing their escape in their black dresses out in tho blackness of the night as cloverly as they had managed their theft Mid subsequent concealment. But how eould they have dopendod on this unusual delay this exquisite) opportunity given them it the utter darknoss, close to the city, yet at no station? . When I offic ially made my deposition,' and explained the cause of ur stoppage, something of the truth seemed to break upon us all ; but it ' wasn't for a good while that it settled Into a certainty. Then it got clear to every body that the older scoundrel had duped us more ingenously than the younger ones. As the incapable old lady (deaf as a stono and bo blind that she had to peer through hor glittering glasses, with eyes always half closed, and so hungry that she had to stop the train for a luncheon basket) ho had played upon us the neatest trick of all. Where on earth wero tho thick iron-gray hair and whiskers by which we were to havo identified him ? But by the time the police saw the wholo thing clearly it was too late to follow up any clue to him. The cab which had taken tho cccentrio old lady and her parcels and flowers from Euston was lost in tho city and could not be tracked. A high reward was offered for information, but no ono ever won it. My firm belief is that it was no legitimate ly licensed cab at all, but ono belonging to the gang, and part of tho finished fraud.. I verily behove, too that somewhere now though perhaps on- tho other side of tho channol,thoso three practiced knaves enjoy a hearty laugh over that December journey by night-express. Davis still assures me, with tho most cheerful confidence, that ho shall yet havo tho pleasure some day of trapping three of tho most expert and skilful thieves in. Britain. I wish I felt as suro of it. A Terrible Fight with Lions. From a recent English paper, we copy tho following graphic account of a fight with wild beasts. A dreadful scene happened in Mandors Mcnagorio, Market square, Bolton, Thomas Maccarto being attacked and killed by lions as ho was performing in their midst. It was the last evening of tho exhibition, and Maccarto undertook to give an extra per formance. In tho cago where ho entered were five lions. Tho animals had boon put through their leaping exorcises, when Mac carto noticed that one, a full grown Asiatic was restive, and showed his tcoth. lie drow his sword and pointed it threateningly at tho lion's mouth. His attention being thus diverted from tho other animals, a young African lion crept stealthily out from tho group and sprang towards Maccarto, seizing him by his right hip and throwing him down. At the samo timo tho Asiatic lion fastened itself upon his head, tearing' off a portion of his scalp. A sceno of tho wildest confusion eusnod womon scream ing, and men running about hi all directions in search of weapons. It is usual in Blun der's mcnagorio to keep a number of irons continually heated for emergencies, but on this occasion they had been removed, and fresh irons had to bo placed in tho firo. Maccarto fought desperately with his sword, inflicting some fearful gashes on the faces of both lions. Ono of tho other lions now seized the unfortunate man by his only arm, fracturing the bones, while another toro a piece of flesh out of his thigh. Ma-' carte retained his presence of mind, and called out to tho men to firo amongst tho animals. Revolvers and rifles were accor dingly procured, and whilst some fired blank cartridges full in tho faces of the in furiated beasts, others probed them with heated irons, stabbed thorn with forks, and boat thorn with a ladder and iron scrapers. Evontually a slide was introduced between the bars of tho cago, behind which Mr. BirchalL the agent, and John Ryan, ono of the keepers, drove four of tho lions. At tho fifth lion more shots wore filed, but it was not until the heated bam wero applied to tho nose of the animal that it relinquish ed its hold and rati behind the partition. Maceurto thou staggered to his feet, but ero ho could reach the door, and before the slide could bo closed, tho African lion again rushed out, seized tho poor fellow again by tho foot, and dragged him back into the cornor among tho other animals. Agaiu tho frightful struggle went on. Maccarto was dragged up and down tho cago by tho head and tho legs three or four times, tho floor being completely saturated with his blood. Some rifles loaded with shot were now discharged among tho savage brutes, ond with sevoral irons, now heated to a red glow, they wore boaton InU a corner and tho partition closed against' them. Mac carte was then released, still conscious. As he was borne to the infimary, he ex claimed to a fellow workman; " narry I am done for." In addition to tho back part of the scalp, all tho flesh had been torn from the thighs, the right arm was fractured la two places, as weir as badly ' lacerated from the shoulder to the hand- ' the chest had been lacerated, and the bones of thepolvis had pieces bitton out of them. lie died In ten minutes aftor his admission to the infiimary. :
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