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" THE FIVE KNAVES.
BT JOI1N O. BAXE.
Once bn a time, in Indostan,
A thlof conceived a cunning plan
(So potent Is the voice of Hope)
To save hie throttle from the rope.
Though now the day was drawing nigh
When he by law was doomed to die,
He bade the Jailor tell the King '
He fain would show a wondrous thing
A precious secret, fairly worth
The ear of any prince on earth.
And now the culprit, being led
Into the royal presence, said i ." " ' j ,-'
" This golden coin which here yon sec,
If planted, will become a tree !
Whose fruit Increased a hundred fold
'Will be like this, the purest gold. ' j.
I pray your majesty to try ,( .
If this be true before I die."
With this the King and couitlers went
Into the garden with intent
To plant the curious coin of gold.' 1
But now when all was ready, " Hold,"
Exclaimed thief, " this hand of mine
Wonld surely spoil our whole design .!.
The band that plants the gold must he
(Else all Is naught) entirely free
From stain pf fraud and so I pray
Vnn oiMiilnnl mntAat. will lnv
m p, -"J j .....
The seed In earth." " Tes-no-ln sooth ,"
The -King replied, "for in my youth r , j
I pilfered from my Sire: some stain .
For all my sorrow, may remain.. ,
My good prime minister is here 1 ' -
His hand, no doubt, li wholly clear
Of any taint." " Nay," he replied, '
" That's more than I can well decide i
As tax-receiver now I may
Have kept a trifle. Bo I pray ;
To be excused for prudence' sake,
And let our commissary take ,.','' , '!
The coin In hand. Sure that were best, '
For he; no doubt, can stand the test." ,
" Faith," said the eommUsary, ' I .
Would rather not. I don't, deny ''
My good intent but since I pay ; i
Large sum pf money every day ;
For soldiers, sailors, and a herd ' 11
Of spies I wouldn't 'give my word ,
I have not kept a small amount
Not entered in my book account, '
Blnce an error e'en the least ' "'
Would spoil the charm, pray let the priest
Proceed to plant the coin of gold," '" '
" Nay, that I fear would be o'er-bold ( . .
Despite my prayer and pious zeal," ',
Replied his reverence, " I deal "
In tithes and sacrificial due i. . .. -,-,
And so I beg you will excuse' '
My sharing In a work like this,
Where nothing must be done amiss."
" Then," said the thief, " since no man here
( As we hav learned ) U wholly clear
Of knavish tricks, I ask you whether
We should not all be hung together 1" : '
The monarch, laughing, made reply
" Why, yes, If every rogue must die ;
Well, since we are five knaves confessed,''
I pardon you and spare the rest!"
Delia Doran
-. r 7 it ,
IT WAS' at the close of a sultry day
about the first of May, 1804 ; that a sin.
gle horseman might have been seen riding
along the turnpike a few .miles west of
ChancellorsviUe. ... ,
He wa apparently about forty or fifty
years of r age, large powerful frame, bold
open countenance, and possessed ' of a
daring, reeUesa eye. Hi attire being
semi-military and semi-citizen, it would be
bard to determine to which of the opposing
parties be belonged. ' ' -
He wore the blue cap of the Yankees,
the grey blouse of the Confederates, and
the remainder of bis apparel was that of an
ordinary citizen.
Hie bone, a large powerful bay, swept
along with an eay rapid pace.
By making an abrupt turn be left the
main road, and entering a bridle path was
soon in a1 dense forest.
The sun bad already gone down, when
be emerged from the forest, and riding up
to a large farm-bouxe, asked lodging for
the night.
The farmer, who was a porfect . " South
ern Fire-eater," eyed him a moment suspic
iously, and tlion in multifarious tones
said :
" Well, yes, I reckin Btranger, as you
might stay ; though the country be so torn
up that one can't tell who to take in. Who
are ye anyway?"
"Simply a weary and benighted trav
eler, who will leave with the morning's
dawn."
The traitorous looking farmer called to a
negro who was near,' and bode him put the
traveler's horse in the barn. The stranger
accompanied him and bad the horse put in
the stall nearest the door, with the saddle
on.
"Deblish strange," muttered the negro.
" Must be afeared some ono'S comin' to
gobble 'um up." .
As soon as the negro bad a chance to
speak privately with bis master, he in
formed him of the manner be bad loft the
horse at the stable.
" I'll watch him Jake, and you remain
handy for I suspect be is 3fea(P$ Scout,
Globcub. If he should be, I want you to
go to the forest after Hawkers."
The negroo's eyes sparkled greedily, as
he replied :
"Golly. Marsa only find dat out and I'm
off to de woods in no time."
During this short conversation the sub
ject of it was in the sitting room, quietly,
smoking a short, black pipe, ..while be
seemed buried in thought. He bad un
buckled his saber and loaned it against the
wall, but his pistols were still in bis belt,
around his waist. ' ' ' "
His blue cap was placed on bis knee, and
bis iron-grey hair fell about bis shoulders
in profusion, while his keen, restless eyes
kept constantly in motion. As he sat there
be looked what he really was, a desperate
character.
His reverie was at length broken by the
entrance of a very pretty, black-eyed girl,
who announced supper. '
"Very glad," said the stranger. "In
fact I am very hungry Miss. What may I
call you?"
"Delia!"
"Delia? A very pretty name. You are
the gentleman's danghtor?", "
"No sir!" ' ' ' ''
"His niece then?" 1 !
"No-sir? 1 ; " : '' ;
" A relative then, anyway ?"
"I think no relation at all.' I am simply
an orphan girl Delia Doran whom Mr.
Biswick has taken to raise; but supper
waits." : ' -
The stranger started up at the sound of
the name, bent a keen glance on the lovely
girl ; but said not a word. '
The landlord, bis foster daughter, and
the stranger were the only occupants of the
supper table.' 1 ' 1 '' ' 1 ' ' ' '
Mr; Biswick being 'somewhat talkative,
intimated that the fair girl was not bis
child, but tbe daughter of a scamp who bad
deserted her at her mother's death, gone to
California, and be had kept her merely out
of gratitude. r , , , , ,., (.
Tbe stranger seemed almost to strangle
as the farmer still continued, to degrade the
g'rl- . . , . ... ,
He raised his hand to brush a cold sweat
from bis brow, and as be did so a small
slip of paper fell from his blouse pocket to
tbe floor. . .,...
It was unnoticed by any save Mr. Bis
wick. , ...( , ,. , ,,. , .,!.,(
When supper was over they all arose
from tbe table, and the planter passing
around adroitly slipped the note in bis
pocket. , , , , t . ..!,,,,.,
Conducting the stranger to the sitting
room he left him, and going into a private
room lit a candle, and glanoed at the note.
It was brief and as follows :
"Forward to the front, GLOiictis. ; -
" Ho, ho I I know him now,", chuckled
the farmer. " He is Glorcus tbe famous
soout There's a reward for him and I'm
a fool if I don't get It."
At a signal the negro entered.
" It's as I expeoted Jake, ho is Mead's
scout. .Goat once for Hawkers, ' .The re
ward is ours.' ... , ,1
" I'll go Marsa, I'll go," said the negro,
and pulling on his cap ran 'Out into the
night air. Once out he mattered to him
self; . .-
"Golly if it am ' Glorcus, dohbll be to
pay' when dey cotch' urn. Dis chile be
skcerceden." '-';
Having dispatched the negro for the
confederates, the wicked, ' traitorous farm
er, returned to the room in which the ob
ject of his betrayal sat, and entered into
conversation with him. '
The eye of Glorou rolled suspiciously
about, but he otherwise evinced no appre
hension of danger, . ,
Complaining of ennui from the effect of
bis day's travel, he proposod to retire.
This was what Biswick dosired, and he
cheerfully led the way to the bed chamber.
As soon as tbe confederate left the room,
the scout buckled on his saber, instead of
retiring to bed, and remained at tbe win
dow in a listening attitude.
He had not long been in this position
when a tap at the door aroused him.
With' revolver In hand he opened the door
cautiously.
Pale and trembling tbe girl, Delia Dor
an, entered, making frantio gestures for
him to keep silence. Seizing the fright
ened maiden by tbe hand, the brave old
scout said :
''What is it my dear that frightens
you?"
Seeming to gain strength from his kind
words, she replied :
" Oh ! sir, fly from here ; you are in
deadly peril ! Each moment you remain
increases your danger 1"
The scout received this startling an
nouncement as coolly as if it bad been nn
order from his General, and merely said :
" You will have to give me Borne infor
mation as to the nature of my danger if
you wiBh me to avert it."
" Mr. Biswick thinks you are the great
scout Glorcus, and has sent for guerillas to
arrest you."
"ForMosby?"
"No, worse Mosby has some humanity
and honor ; but he has sent for the wretch,
Steve Hawkcw;"
" Never fear,"'said the scout.
"But you will go nevertheless?"
"I will not be taken; but you must
answer some questions first."
" Ask them quick."
" Is your name really Delia Doran ?"
"It is."
"Do you remember anything of your
parents?"
"Not a great deal. My mother died
when I was young, and I can just remora
ber my father leaving me with Mr. Bis
wick and going to California."
" Do you love your foster father ?"
" No sir, I cannot. ' He is very cruel 'and
swears I shall marry Captain HawkeiS."
That is sufficient,, I shall go now,
but I will return soon and tell you some
thing."
Arising he glided out of the room, and
Delia having accomplished her errand of
mercy, retired. '
The famous scout managed to reach the
stable unperceived, and seouring his horse,
led him to the rear of the house and hitch
ed him to a' tree. Then holding a revolver
in each hand he crept over the wall and
walked up tbe garden path.
Flashing lights and confused voices told
him that ' tbe Confederates bad come. A
heavy ' tread - of feet was beard coming
down the garden walk, and he distinguish'
ed the voice of the negro saying :
Let 'um kill 'im ; but golly don't cotch
me near ; I might get a stray bullet 1"
In an Instant the scout leveled a pistol at
the head of the treacherous black and fired.
Without a groan the negro fell dead in the
garden walk.
' With yells of , vengoanoe the guerillas
rushed towards tbe scout, who nimbly
leaped the garden fence, vaulted into the
saddle, and amid flashing swords and
whizzing shots, dashed off in the forest.
"To horse ; after him," shouted Capt,
Hawkers. "Five thousand to the man
who 'brings him down."
Then there was mounting in hot haste,
and the ' Confederates thundered on after
him.
The scout having reached an open spot
- about three miles from the farm-house,
paused on the opposite side in a thick
growth of underbrush, with a cocked piBtol
in each hand, tbe rein in his teeth, and
thus waited for bis pursuer to come up.
In the course of half an hour the guer
illas, seven in number, rode into the open
spot and paused for consultation.
Various conjectures were made as to the
whereabouts of the scout, aud the rebel
captain vowed be would give a good round
sum to know just where he was.
His speech was cut short by tbe crack
of a pistol, and Captain Hawker fell from
bis borne.
Two guerillas drew bolsters and returned
the fire, ' but now piBtol shot after pistol
shot came from an unseen quarter, and
three Confederates fell. The lemainder
terror stricken, flod.
The scout rode out on the plain to ex
amine his fallen foe.' Three , were quite
dead, and the fourth was dying. Ltavlng
the field of carnage, he made bis way back
to the farm-house. Fastening his horse
near the gate he entered it. As he was
passing across the hall he heard a voice,
in a room on the right, begging for mercy.
Don't plead to me for mercy," said the
harsh voice of Biswick. " You know you
told the Union scout that Hawkers was
coming. Now take that !"
A blow and a scream followed.
"Hold I" thundered the scout, bursting
into the room.
" What right have you to command me
to hold ?" cried the astounded rebel.
"The right of a father!"
"A father?"
" Yes, James Biswick. I am Albert Dor
an, . who years ago trusted my infant
daughter with you while I went to Cali
fornia to amass a fortune. I made it in an
obscure mine, and concealed it in a cache,
but was at that time captured by tbe sava
ges and kept a prisoner for years. I made
my escape, secured the hidden treasure, and
returned to tbe States just as the war
broke out. I joined Mead's corps under
the assumed name of Glorcus. My ex
perience in Indian warfare has made me
the greatascout I am. I am now here to
claim my child."
With the beautiful Delia behind him on
on his powerful horse, he rode into Mead's
camp the next morning at sunrise. It was
in the midst of tbe terrible Battle of the
Wilderness, that Doran met and struck
Biswick dead with bis vengeful sword.
" This," said he, " is for your cruelty to
my child."
Chinese Ideas About Death.
TIE Chinese are almost indifferent to
the phenomenon of dissolution, and
frequently compass their own end when
life becomes to them wearisome. A wife
sometimes elects to follow ber husband on
tbe still road of death, and parents will
often destroy their offspring in time of fam
ine and great distress rather than allow
them to suffer. Still more remarkable is
the custom of selling their lives in order
that they may purchase the superior ad
vantage of obsequies, which are considered
to insure the body in safety for the future
resurrection. . A wealthy man condemned
to death will arrange with his jailor to buy
him a substitute for a certain sum of mon
ey, to be snout upon the poor wretch's
interment and preservation of his body,
Should he have parents, so much is usually
paid to them in compensation for their
son s lire. Chinamen Invariably help to
support their parents ; filial respect and de
votion is the great Chinese virtue and re
ligious precept in which they rarely fail,
Regarding death as iuovltable, be makes
the best of a bad bargain, and cunningly
and comically gets paid (for dying. The
wholesale destruction of life in this country
is greatly the result of indifference. Hence
tbe massacre of Europeans, so terrible
to us, seems to them a matter of little mo
ment, and they cannot comprehend why
we should make a fuBS about it They re
gard our indignant protestation very much
as we might treat our irate neighbor whose
dog we bad shot. " Well, well, be paoified ;
if it was such a favorite, I am sorry ; but it
is only a dog, and there are plenty more,
How much do you want to be paid for it?"
" You English think so much of a life,
argues the Chinese ; " have you not plenty
of people at home?" Death, in China, is
awarded as tbe punishment for the most
trivial offences, and often for none at all
except being in somebody' way. A story
was told to me as a fact that, during the
visit of one of our royal princes, a theft
was committed of a chain or watch be
longing to the royal guest. The unfortu
nate attendant was caught with the prop
erty on him, and without any further cere
mony hi bead was chopped off. The man
darin in attendance immediately announced
tbe tidings to the prince as a delicate at
tention, showing how dovoted he was in bis
service. To bis astonishment the prince
expressed hi great regret that the man'
head had been taken off. " Your high
ness," criod the obsequious mandarin
bowing to the ground, ' it shall immediate
ly be put on again !' So little did he under
stand that tbe regret was for the life taken,
and not the severed bead. In times of in
surrection or famine tbe mowing down of
human life is like corn stalks at harvest
time, appalling to European ideas. I must
confess to a nervous shuddering when
stood upon the execution ground at Canton
a narrow lane oi potter's field where so
many hundreds bad been butchered per
diem during weeks together, the execu
tiouer requiring tbe aid of two smiths to
sharpen his swords, for many of the wretch
ed victims were not allowed to be destroyed
at one fell swoop, but are sentenced to be
backed to pieces by twenty "to fifty blow.
I was informed by a European who had
traveled much and seen most of the fright
ful sides of life, but witnesning Chinese ex
ecutions was more than bis iron nerve could
stand ; and in some of the details which bo
was narrating I was compelled to bog hira .
to desist. And yet be said there was noth
ing solemn about it, and the spectators
looked on evidently amused. It was the'
horrible and the grotesque combined.
How They do It In Illinois.
IT was in Shawneotown, 111., that the
very latest love story of the period was
enacted, and the hero was Tobias Skaggs.
The heroine was Martha Burlap, and thi
happy couple are now enjoying the sweets
of their honeymoon in a manner becoming
and proper for newly marriod people in
Illinois. Tobias Skaggs was a showman,
and traveled over the country with old
John Robinson's circus. No hostler could
clean more horses in an hour, nor drive a
circus wngon through a muddy country in
a dark night with fewer upsets or milder
swearing, nor carry away more ordinary
grub from a country tavern, nor leave a
greater number of disconsolate chamber
maids in every town than Tobias Skaggs.
As for Martha Burlap, she was twenty
two years old, and had thus far wasted
herself upon the masculines of Shawneo
town. She read all the story papers,
dreamed of lovers, but bad none, and
with tenderness and sweetness which
are the current names in Shawneetown for
beefsteak and corn bread. When there is
an affinity between two souls in Shawnee
town there is immediate sympathy and
love. Martha Burlap saw Tobias riding in
the grand procession dressed in a yellow
jacket, pink trousers, long boots and zinc
helmet. It was Martha's ague day, and
she stood in the kitchen door with a bottle
in her hand and tbe spoon in her mouth
when Tobias rode- past. She saw his man
ly form, bis gay uniform, bis flashing hel
met, and she forgot the potatoes baking in
tbe oven and tbe eggs frying on the fire.
Tbe smell of burning food brought Mrs.
Nibbs, tho landlady, to tbe kitchen, and
her language brought tears to the gentle
eyes of Martha. But her heart was with
the gallant man who rode the spavined
horse. When the members of old John
Robinson's circus were seated at the supper
table then it was that Martha Burlap saw
and felt that Tobias was indeed the man
for whom she bad longed all these years of
her maidenhood. At supper he received a
nicer beefsteak and hotter corn bread than
his fellows, and his oup was filled again and
again with coffee while others waited.
And she well, she was rewarded with
a free ticket to the show.' When tbe show
came to an end, as all shows must, and
Martha started out in the moonlight for
that home of tbe homeless, the Wabash
House, she found a strong arm offered
and a hoarse voice asking the privilege of
becoming her escort., A half hour later
an impatient man was banging at the door
of a juBtice of the peace. The Justice was
prompt in the discharge of his duty, but
when be reached the Wabash House tho
bride was cooking a farewell meal while
the groom was in tbe stable. He left his
horse, and she stopped oooking long
enough to join hands at the command of
tbe Justioo. " Do you take this woman.
to be your lawful wedded wife?" said the
Justice. "Yes, be does, you bet," was
tbe prompt reply of the bride. " Do you
take this man to be your husband, Mar
tha?" "Come now, 'squire, don't be
foolish 1" said the lady, and the justioo
pronounced them man and wife "Why
don't you kiss the bride?" said a gruff
voloe, and they saw the painted face of the
clown through a crack of tbe door. " You
shetup; its none of your weddiug," was
the ready answer of tbe bride, and it
brought down the house. But her finest
effort was displayed a moment later when
she snatobed up a ladle and ordered thorn
all out of the kitchen till she was done
cooking.
Tbe next morning Old Jobu Robinson's
Circus lost a man, and tbe Wabash House
lost a maid ; but the drug store ha added
another quinine customor to its list, and
Shawneetown has gained a new family.
EST A Detroit justice remarked to a
fighter the other day : This affair will
wrench a f 10 bill from you unless you want
to go up for ninety days. Be careful how
you sling your fists around after this.
John C. Heenau gained something by blow
ing hi muscle up, but publio opinion has
changed. If you want to be famous you
must discover a comet or hang aronnd
reservoir and look out for break.