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CAUGHT IN HER OWN NET.
A Leap Year Story.
fciIRLS, I am just dying for some
VJT fun !" cried Grace Thatcher, as
she entered the boudoir of her friend Lily
Atherton. and found several of hor ac
quaintances already there. "I've boon to
balls, and theatres, and slcighrides, with
out number, and I am tired to death of
them all. Do somebody help me to And
something else to do '."
"Certainly," responded Lily, "hero Is
this scam for you to sow up;" handing her,
as she spoke, a garment of course unbleach
ed cotton. " We are all busy working for
the Mission, and I am very glad you
came just in time to help us."
' f IIolp 1 1 help I What, to sew that coarse
tlilnirf Lilv. are vou crazy ? I never toueh-
a ' -
cd such a thinff in my life 1" and the pet
ted beauty drew back, as if really afraid of
the harmless cloth.
"Then it is blah time you did," persisted
Lily. " Here are needles and thread, and a
thimble, in this basket; so bo a good girl,
and go to work."
" Well, if I must. I must," sighed Graco,
who, on glancing about, perceived that, all
the others had similar work. " liut do you
really think it charity to give such awful
stuff to anvbody ?" she iimuired, very Bert
minlv. after a few moments silence, during
which she had selected, and threaded her
needle. "It seems to me it would be per
fect torture to wear such sarments. some
thing like the hair skirts that monks wear
as a penance."
"Ah, Oracle," said Lily, "you have not
seen the noor creatures to whom these arti
cles ane given, or you would realize that
warm serviceable clothes are what they
need. Wont you go with me some day to
visit them ?"
"No indeed 1" cried her friend, with
shudder. " I'll give you some money for
them, if you like, but I always dislike so
much to see poor people."
" I shall be very glad of your donation,
Grace, but I really wish you would go with
mo. You would be interested, I am sure
and you have such abundant means to do
good."
"Well I'll see about it, if it will really
oblige you," answered Grace, carelessly
and there was a short pause, during which
the needles flew briskly. It was broken by
Grace, the irrepressible, who hastily sprang
up, overturning work and basket, exclaim
ing, "I've found it, girls I"
" What ? your needier" asked one.
hould think you might have lost twenty
with suoh a spring as that."
" No, not the needle, but the plan for
oroe fun."
"What is it t Tell ust" cited several
voices; and the work was suddenly aban
doned by all but Lily, as they crowded
round Graco.
" In the first place," she begau, solemnly,
but with dancing eyes, "you know it
Leap Year."
"Yes, yes," In a chorus from the rest
" And that in Leap Year we damsels have
certain rights and privileges denied us at
other times. Now, I propose that we
each select some gentleman of our acquain-
tance, and write him a note, niaklug a for
mal oiler of our heart and hand, but we
will not sign it."
"Then how shall we got an answer?'
inquired one.
" We will appoint some place of Jneot
lug, if they feel inclined to accept, and
then we will watch to see what thoy do."
"Surely, Grace," said Lilly, gravely,
you would not do such an unmaidenly
tiling?"
Why would I not do it ? and why is it
unmaidenly?" demanded Grace. "Of course
would not sign my namo to such a docu
ment; but merely to write It, and have the
fun of seeing the gentleman go poking off
to keep thoir appointments, and no one
there to meet them, is no barm. Do you
think it is, girls?" she added, turning to
the group.
They, however, though not quite so do-
oidod in their opinions as Lily, preferred
not to join in tho sport; "they were afraid,
it might be found out," etc., etc., all but
Belle Morton, a gay fun-loving girl, who
had been with Grace in all her schoolgirl
scrapes.
I'm ready, Graco," she said. "'I
never will desert Mr. Micawbor;" in other
words, I'll help you as usual, in that or
anything else, for the sake of a frolic."
"Come home with me then," cried
Grace. " and we'll work out the dotails of
our plot alone, so as not to shock this puri
tanical company. Good-by, girls," sho
continued, gayly. " Good-by, Lily of tho
valley. I'll come and sew again when I
want another inspiration." " And she de
parted with Belle, unmindful of Lily's en
treaties not to carry out her projoct.
Seated in Grace's library, the friends
wrote and re-wrote epistles to various gen
tleman of their acquaintance, but still were
unsatisfied with the result.
At length Grace flung asido her pen, ex
claiming, " Listen to this, Belle I It is
much better than the other plan." And
she read as follows :
' To Henry Archer, Esq.
Dear Friend, I have long been aware
of your real feelings toward mo, and trust
ed that time would enable you to overcome
your diflidonco, and allow you to tell mo of
your love, and thus make us both happy;
but as I see no prospect of this, I venture
to take advantage of the privilege of Leap
Year, ana tell you tnat 1 most sincerely
love and esteem you. Please do not write
an answer to this, but if inclined to forgive
my forwardness, and accept my proposal,
meet me to-morrow night at eleven o clock
in Mrs. Gray's conservatory.
Very truly yours,
"LILY ATHERTON."
" Why, Grace Thatcher ! What do you
mean ? You will surely never send that to
Harry Archer 1" exclaimed Belle, utterly
aghast at the bare idea. '
" Indeed I will, Belle; and Lily ought to
be much obliged to me for doing so. Any
body can see that Harry Archer worships
the ground he treads on; but she is so qui
et and reserved that he has no encourage
ment to propose. When they once get
together in Mrs. Gray'a conservatory with
that letter, they must come to an under
standing. I know Lily is to be at Mrs.
Gray's party, and of course Mr. Archer
will, as ho is Mr. Gray's nephew.
But now there is one trouble," she
continued. " Mr. Archer knows my wri
ting, for one day he and I helped Mrs. Gray
write some invitations. Can't you copy it
forme, Belle?"
"Yes," said Belle, rather thoughtfully
for her; "but are you sure you had better
send It ? I shouldn't quite like such a trick
played on mo, would you?"
" I shouldn t care I not one bit 1" de
clared Grace, emphatically, shaking back
her long ringlets. " If any one served me
so, I could got out of it well enough. Be
cause you see," Bhe added, "I don't care
anything about any one; so I should be per
fectly cool and solf-possessed."
" Evou if it were Edward Fairfax ?" que
ried Belle, archly.
" Of course 1 Why not he as well as an
other?" returned Grace. But Belle noted
Uio sudden flush on her cheek.
"Well, I'll copy it," she said. "But
bow are you going to witness the tender
meeting, Graco, for I suppose you mean
to?"
"Certainly," replied Grace. "I would
not miss that for anything. I'll hide in the
conservatory, and no one will be the wiser,
But now copy this," she added, tossing the
note to Belle, who obeyed.
"I must go now, Grace," she said, as
sho finished. " I promised to be home ear
ly. I shall see you to-morrow evening at
Mrs. Gray's." And the friends parted.
As Belle hurned along the street she
oould scarcely maintain a becoming gravi
ty; and when she entered her own room she
hurst into a merry laugh.
"I'll ao it II certainly win J" she ex
claimed. " If Grace is so perfectly willing
that any one should play her such a trick,
I'll just make another copy of her note for
Edward Fairfax. How neatly I smuggled
her rough draft of it, and a sheet of the
note-paper with her monogram, into my
pocket I And the talks of their thanking
her ! I am sure Edward Fairfax ought to
thank me, for ho is as proud as Lucifer,
and as poor as a church mouse; and ho
would not offer himself to tho beautiful
heiress, Grace Thatcher, for any earthly
consideration; and to see tho way he stands
and gazes at her in any party where they
chance to meet, is enough to give one the
blues I No, no I I'll settle your business,
sir,." And snatching up a pen, a few mo
ments sufficed to make another copy of
Grace's note, tho only alteration being that
Grace's ami Mr. Fairfax's names were sub
stituted for thoso of Lily and Harry Archor.
This missive being duly posted, she impa
tiently awaited the next evening.
Before accompanying her to Mrs. Gray's
however, let us take one more look at Lily
Atherton. Her friends had remained sew
ing until nearly dark, and on their depar
ture she hod joined her mother at the tco
tablo. Soon after that meal was over Mr.
Archer was announced, and from his recep
tion by both ladies, it was evident that he
was a frequent and welcome guest. The
truth was, that ho had been for months
Lily's accepted suitor; but owing to hor
having been in mourning for hor father, the
engagement bad been kept strictly private.
Now that Lily had begun once more to
mingle In society, further concealment was
not cared for, and the marriage was soon
to take place.
Mr. Archer seemed rather more sedate
than usual, and in tho pauses of conversa
tion, idly turned the leaves of Lily's auto
graph album. Suddenly his face lighted
up, and drawing a note from bis pocket,
he eagerly compared the writing it contain
ed with one of the autographs.
" What interests you so much, Harry ?"
asked Lily, coming to his sido. "May I
see?"
Yes, you may now, though had I not
discovered the author, you should not,"
said Archer.handing her tho note which my
readers will readily divine was the one cop
ied for Grace by Bello.
Lily's face flushed indignantly as she
read.
"O, how could they do such a thing!"
she exclaimed. " Surely, Harry, you did
not believe I knew anything of it?" she
asked, anxiously.
"No indeed, dearest. I know you too
well for that ; and besides, it is evidently
written by one who knew nothing of our
engagement. " But I confess it annoyed me
to think that any one should thus meddle
with our private affairs ; and I was vainly
trying to think who it could be, when
saw Belle Morton's - autograph here, and
recognized the very peculiar writing."
Lily explained Grace's plan of the after
noon, and expressed her belief that she also
had some share in this letter.
They will watch us closely to-morrow
evening Lily," said Harry. " Suppose we
stroll into the conservatory about eleven
o'clock and confront the conspirators."
To this Lilly agreed.
Mrs. Gray's party was a most brilliant
affair, and the crowd of guest so great that
Grace and Belle did not meet until just be
fore eleven o'clock.
Are you bound for the conservatory,
Grace?" whispered her friend, with a mis
chievous look in her eyes.
" Yes," replied Grace. " They are both
here, and it Is almost time, so au revoir.
And she moved hastily away.
That's all right soliloquised Belle, "for
Edward Fairfax has been there for ten
minutes past. When I peopod in he was
reading over the note, and, unless I'm
much mistaken, pressing it to his lips,
But I must get where I can see them.'
Grace, in the meantime, had passed
swiftly through the conservatory until she
came to a beautiful fountain, near which
was a seat so surrounded by tall orange
trees and oleanders that she thought she
would be effectually screened from obser
vation. To her surprise, however, the seat
was already occupied, and by Edward
Fairfax!
Hastily springing to her sido, he exclaim
ed in low Impassioned tones:
" Dearest Grace, how can I ever thank
you for your gonerous avowal of love? nad
our positions boon different bad I been
rich and influential, instead of a poor ar-
tist, I should not have been pleased to have
the offer come from you; but as it is, I can
only strive by a life-long devotion to repay
the sucritlce that this confession must have
been to you." And' as he concluded, he
drew her fondly to him and stooped to im
print a kiss on hor lips; but Grace was too
quick for blm, and starting back, cried
" I do not understand you, Mr. Fairfax!
Of what avowal do you speak ?"
" Of this," replied her lover, drawing
forth Belle's note and extending it to her.
Grace gave ono glance at its contents,
and realizing the whole exclaimed:
"O Belle ! Belle I how could you?" And
sinking on the seat, covered her face with
her hands.
Mr. Fairfax stood astonished and irreso
lute. Ho could not fathom the mystery.
At length some light broko on his mind,
and bo asked gently:
Did you not write this note, Miss
Gmce?"
" Never," sobbed Grace.
" Then I must ask your pardon, and bid
you fine well," said Fairfax, sadly.
Grace mode no reply.
" Will you, not shake hands as a token
that you forgive my innocent share in this
wretched trick ?" he asked.
Grace slowly raised her head and extend
ed her hand. As sho did so she caught a
glimpse of his sad face, and the love she
had so long hidden, asserted itself, and
shone in her eyes.
" It is I who should ask forgivoness,"
she said, timidly. " You do not understand
how wlckod I have beon; but Indeed I did
not realize it till now."
Fairfax caught hor rapturously in his
arms.
" Say that you did not realize till now
that you loved me," he whispered, " and I
care for nothing more."
'And say you forgive mo, for I am
ashamed of myself," burst In Bello, who
suddenly appeared before them. "That is,
I'm half ashamed and half glad," she add
ed, as sho glanced from ono to the othor.
"I'll both forgive and thank you," said
Fairfax, at once comprehending that Belle
had written the offending note.
"And so will I," added Grace, nestling
her hand into that of her lover, "though 1
must tell my share of it, Bello. I hoie my
note bos done no moro mischief than
yours."
"None at all," said a pleasant volco be
hind them, and turning suddenly, the trio
beheld Archer and Lilly standing near.
' ' Many thanks for your kind eflorts in
my behalf, ladies," said Archer, laughing.
" Had Lily and I not been engaged six
months ago, they would doubtless have
been crowned with as complete success as I
see they have been In another direction."
" Allow us to offer our most sincere con
gratulations, Grace doar," said Lily, kindly
as Bhe and Archer, accompanied by Boll,
moved considerately away.
A SINGULAR CASE.
The Louisville "Ledger" says: Tbreo
years aco W. Hewett was sentenced to five
years' imprisonment in the Tennessee pen!
tentiory for robbing W. J. Weakley's store
In Edgefield of a large amount of goods.
His health was bad and be was put at light
work in the shoe shop of the prison.
After serving two years and four months,
be and another convict named Smith suc
ceeded in scaling the walls at night and
making their escape. They both came to
Louisville, where Smith was recaptured.
Hewett subsequently committed a thoft in
this city, and was sent to the Kentucky
penitentiary. He was discharged a short
time ago. Helpless from a complication of
disease, without friends or money, and con
vinced that he would be hunted and taken
back to Tenuesoe . to serve out his time
there, he chose the desperate alternative of
surrendering himself. His mother, who
resided In Edgefield, was startled last Mon
day night by his entering the house and an
nouncing that he was ready to go back to
prison if the authorities so decided. He
presented a most distressing spectacle, and
his mother determined upon an effort to se
cure bis pardon. She sent a friend to
Governor Brown on Tuesday, with an earn
est appeat In behalf of her son, but the
case was one into which consideration of
executive clemency oould not possibly ex
tend. As Hewett was an escaped convict,
pardon was of course out of the question,
and so Governor Brown intimated, kindly,
but firmly. The mother bad a high sense
of hor duty in the matter, and requested
that no officer of the law be sent after her
son, pledging that the state should be put
to no expense on his account, and that he
should be delivered at the prison on Wed
nesday. She bad kept her word. Wednes
day morning she called at the Capitol in a
oarriage, the son sitting by her side. After
a last appeal to the Governor which could
be answered ouly as before she drove,
broken hearted, to the Nashville penltoriti
ary and dollvered the prisoner to Warden
Chumbley.
The episode is one of the most singular
Id our criminal annals. Never before, we
believe, did a mother mako such a sacrifice
or make it more nobly. But who, in the
uncharitable world, will give her credit for
the grand moral heroism that moved her
thus to deliver her son to the tondor mer-
cics of a penitentiary, in order that he
might expiate a crime he had committed
against his country ?
A Lawyer Prize Fighter.
On signs in City Hall Place and in Center
street in this city may be read tho name of
" Edmund E. Price, Counsellor at Law."
This is none other than the renowned Ned
Price, formerly known as one of the pluck
iest and most scientific prize fighters that
ever entered the ring. Price's history is
somewhat curious. Ho is an Englishman,
but came to this country when quite a boy.
He has a great natural facility for acquir
ing languages, and speaks French, Spanish,
Gorman, and other modern languages with
ease, elegance, and correctness. He was
at one time employed in one of the Boston
Courts as an interpreter. Ho is also a linn
amateur musician, singing' with much
taste and playing his own accompaniments
on the piano or guitiir. He inherits a fancy
for the prize ring, his father and his
father's father both having made oc
casional demonstrations in that direction.
Ned learned boxing instinctively, and his
fine mind led him to analyze and study the
science of it. This science, joined to a
good knowledge of anatomy, and the in
domitable pluck and stamina of a thorough
bred John Bull, made him most form
idable in the twenty-four foot area. In
time he was matched against Joe Coburn,
the present champion of the middle weights,
and the most scientiflo boxer in America,
save Jim Mace. Coburn and Price met,
and so equally were tho men matched in
science, strength and endurance, that,
after a ten iblo battle, which lasted three
hours and forty minutes, neither had
strength to strike another blow, neither
could administer the. coup de grace, and the
fight was declared a draw. Price afterward
fought James Kelly, batter known as
"Australian Kelly," who came herewith
tho reputation of having fought the long
est battle on record (six hours and a half
in Australia), and won the fight in exactly
thirty minutes, without receiving any
scratch himself, while Kelly was cut to
pieces and several ribs broken. Price then
resigned his ring honors and went to war,
where he served faithfully, earning the
grado of Captain. At the end of the war
he wont to Washington, whore he studied
law, was admitted to practice, and soon
achieved an honorable station at the bar.
He has formed a partnership here, and is
rapidly rising in favor as an honest, hard
working counsellor, and has a lucrative
practice, which doubtless will soon place
him in easy circumstances. New , York
Telegram.
A Conductor Sold.
A few days since the passengers on a
Washington street car wore much amused
at the following scene.
As the car was passing down the avenue,
a young man at the time standing on the
platform taking it easy, with one foot on a
trunk, was approached by tho conductor
and his fare demandod. He quietly passed
over his five cents.
Conductor I demand twenty-five cents
for that trunk.
Young Man, hesitating Twenty-five
cents ? Well, I think I will not pay it.
C Then I shall put the truuk off.
Y. M. You had better not, or you may
be sorry for it.
Conductor pulls strap, stops car, dumps
trunk on the Avenue, starts car, and after
going some two squares, approaches the
young man, who was still as calm as a sum
mer morning, and in angry mood says:
" Now I have put your trunk off, what are
you going to do about it?"
Young Man, cooly. Well, I don't pro
pose to do anything about it; it's no con
corn of mine; it wasn't my truuk.
Conductor fiercely. Then, why didn't
you tell roe so ?
Y. M. Because you did uot ask me, and
I told you you'd be sorry for It.
At this moment a portly German emerges
from the car, and angrily says, "You feller,
where is mine drunk ?"
Young Man. My friend, I think that is
your trunk on the avenue there.
German. Who puts him off? I hafe de
monlsh to pay him. I will see about dot.
The car was stopped, and shortly after
wards the conductor was aeon ' to come
sweating up.witli the trunk on bis back a
part of the performance he did uot enjoy
half as well as did the passengers.