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SHERIDAN'S RISE.
Up from the South at break of day,
Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay
The affrighted air with a shudder bore,
Like a herald In haste to the chieftain's door
Tho terrible grumble and rumble and roar, .
Telling the battle was on once moro
And Sheridan twenty miles away.
And wider still those billows of war,
Thundered along the horizon's bar,
And louder yet into Winchester rolled,
The roar of that red sea uncontrolled
Making the blood of the llstncr cold,
As he thought of the stake In that fiery fray,
And Sheridan twenty miles away.
But there Is a road from Winchester town
A good, broad highway leading down,
And there through the flush of the morning
light, . ; ; '
A steed, as black as the steeds of night.
Was seen to pass with eagle flight
As If he knew the terrible need,
He stretched away with his utmost speed
Hill rose and fell but his heart was gay,
With Sheridan fifteen miles away.
Still sprung from those swift hoofs thundering
South
The dust, like the smoke from cannon mouth,
Or the trail of a comet sweeping faster and
faster "
Foreboding to traitors tho doom of disaster,
The heart of the steed and the heart of the
master, "
Were beating like prisoners assaulting the
walls i
Impatient to be where the battle field calls,
Every nerve of the charger was strained to full
play
With Sheridan only ten miles away.
Under his spurring feet, the road
Like an arrowy Alpine river flowed,
And the landscape fled away behind
Like an ocean flying before the wind )
And the steed, liko a bark fed with furnace
ore,
Swept on, with his eye full of fire
But lo I he Is nearlug his heart's desire
He is snuffing the smoke of the roaring fray,
With Sheridan only five miles away.
The first that the General saw were the groups
Of stragglers, and then the retreating troops
What was done what to do a glance told
him both (
Then striking his spurs with a terrible oath,
He dashed down the line mid a storm of
huzzas,
And the wave of retreat checked its course
there becauso
The sight of the master compelled It to pause.
With foam and dust the black charger was
gray ;
By the flash of his eye, and his red nostrils
play, .
He seemed to the whole great army to say,
I have brought you Shtrldan all the way,
From Winchester down to save the day.
Hurrah ! hurrah ! for Sheridan 1
Hurrah I hurrah I for horse and man I
And when their statues are placed on high
Under the dome of tho Union sky,
The American soldiers temple of fame,
Therewith the glorious General's name
Be It said in letters both bold and bright,
Here Is the steed that saved the day
By carrying Sheridan Into the fight,
From Winchester twenty miles away.
Changed Color.
The other day youug lady took a little
child who is afflicted with the whooping,
cough to a goa-houso, that tho little one
might have the benefit of the escaping gas
from the purifiers. Dr. Allen placed the
young lady and the child at the lower end
of the purifiers, and, when he removed the
top, and the gas arising from the line came
in contact with the young lady's face, the
skin commenced turning yellow, and Anal
ly assumed a dark hue. As the same ef
fect has never boon produced before, tho
doctor thinks the young lady must be In
the habit of using some of the many chem
ical preparations now in vogue for keeping
the complexion clear, and the action of the,
gas upon those chemicals effected the re
sult here given. The lady made every ef
fort to reiuovo the dark color with soap
and water, but without avail. She had to
go through the city looking like a mulatto.
A Woman's Secret.
CONCLUDED.
fcHARLES HARPUR, one of my old
V lovers, as you know though after
what is passed he can never bo, under any
circumstances, more to me than he is at
this moment lately returned from Amer
ica much Holier than ho left England, and
renewed his addresses, which were accept
ed. This camo to the knowledge of Mas
tors, who was once engaged to me, and he,
as you know, met and quarreled with
Harpur. The injurious bints thrown out
against me on that occasion were dismissed
from Harpur's mind, after an explanation
with mo, and Masters, foiled In his selfish
and malignant purpose, had tho audacious
insolence to write me word that unless I
broke with llarpur hd would send him
some foolish letters of mine, long since
written, of no harm whatever if read and
interpreted by reason, but which would
I knew drive Harpur mad with jealous
fury. I so far controlled my mind as to
write a note to Masters, demanding, in the
name of manliness and honor, the return
of those letters to me. Judging by his re
ply ho was in some degree affected by tho
justice and earnestness -of my appearand
promised if I would meet him at nine
o'clock that evening at an old trysting
place he mentioned, he would return my
letters, should he not succeed ' in persuad
ing me not to marry Harpur. -1 determin
ed on meeting . him ; the evenings were
light and calm, and I have ever felt an al
most man-like want of fear. Yet as the
hour approached, and I set off for the
place of meeting, I was disturbed by a
vague sense of misgiving, as of tho near ap
proach of calamity and misfortune, and I
oalled at Harpur's lodgings, with the pur
pose of informing him of what had occur
red, and guiding myself by his counsel.
Unhappily he was not at home, and after
waiting some time I again determined to
keep the appointment with Masters at all
hazards. As I turned to leave the room,
an open case containing two small pistols
caught my eye, and I immediately seized
one, precisely why I hardly know myself,
except from an undefined thought of
shielding myself from possible insult,
should Master's rage at finding me invin
cible to his entreaties prompt him to offer
me any. I concealed the weapon' beneath
my shall, and did not, I well remember,
bestow a thought even as to whether it
was loaded or not. I mot Robert Masters
he urgod me by every argument he could
think of to discard Harpur and renew my
long since broken engagement with him
self. I refused firmly, perhaps scornfully,
to do so, and passionately insisted upon the
fulfillment of his promise respecting the
lotters. In his exasperation, Masters
swore he would do no such thing, and tak
ing one from his pocket, he opened and
pretended to read from it a love-passago
which, had I not been almost out of my
senses with rage and indignation, I must
have been sura I never could have written.
I sprang forward to clutch the letter, a
struggle ensued, and, how it happened I
know not, certainly by uo voluntary act of
mine, the pistol in my hand went off ; there
was a flash and a report, sounding to me
like thunder, and Robert Masters lay dead
at my feet ! What followed I can only con
fusedly desoribe ; for a time I waa trans
fixedrooted with terror to the spot, but
presently the stunning sense of horror was
succeeded by apprehension for myself; and,
by what cunning I know not, though
doubtless with a wild hope of thereby in
ducing a belief that the deed had been oom
mltted by robbers, I throw myself on my
knees beside the oorpse, aud not only
possessed myself of the letters, but of
the slain man's watch and purse. I had
scarcely done so, when I heard footsteps
approaching, and I started up and (led with
theBpeedof guilt and fear, leaving the
fatal pistol on the ground. The footsteps
were narpur's : he had reached home soon
after I left, and followed me only to arrive
too late I I disclosed every thing to him ;
he had faith in my truth, as I am sure you
have, and swore never to betray me : he
has, you know, faithfully kept his word,
though himself apprehended for the crime.
Judith Morton ceased speaking, and
Penson, aghast, stupefied, could not utter
a word.
" Well, Richard Penson," said she after
a painful silence of somo minutes, "have
you no cbunsol to oflor me in this strait?"
"Counsel, Judith," replied Penson, with
white lips, " what counsel can I offer ?
The only effect of this confession,;if made
public, would be to consign you to the
scaffold Instead of Harpur ; for those who
would sit ia judgment upon your life
would not belie vo that the pistol was acci
dentally discharged."
" That is also my opinion, and cau you
do nothing to save my lifo my Innocent
life, Richard ; for be assured that rather
than a guiltless man shall perish through
my deed, I will denounce myself as tho
slayer of Robert Masters. You have a rep
utation for lawyer-craft," she added, "and
money shall not be wanting."
" There is no possibility of obtaining an
acquittal," said Penson, " except by hav
ing recourse to perilous dovices that. In
short, I see no chance of a successful de
fense." "You once lovod me, Richard Penson,"
said Judith Morton, in a low, agitated
voice, "or at least you said you did."
"Once loved you said I did!" echoed
Penson.
" I know not what to say," continued
Judith, as if unheeding his words, and with
eyes bent on tho ground; "Harpur can
never bo, as I told you, more to me than ho
is now I have reason, indeed, to believe
that ho has no wish to bo : faithful, as yet,
as he has proved to his promise not to be
tray me ; and it may bo, Richard it may
bo, I say though that, I begin to think,
will have slight weight with you that
that gratitude might lead me to reward, to
return the devotion to which I should be
indebted for the preservation of my young
life."
" Judith Judith Morton 1" gasped Pon
son, " do not drive me mad !"
"Make no rash promises, Richaid, to
incur peril for my Bake," said Judith Mor
ton, rising from her chair ; "by to-morrow
morning you will have thought the matter
calmly over. I will call about ten o'clock,
and you can then tell me if I can count or
not upon effectual help from you. Good
night." She was gone ; but not till her purpose
had been thoroughly accomplished. Rich
ard Penson's resolution was taken, and
before he threw himself upon his bed that
night, his eager and practiced brain had
elaborated a plan audacious, and full of
peril to himself whereby an acquittal
might bo, with almost certainty, Insured.
"I do it" it was thus ho glossed the
scheme to his own conscience " I do it to
save her life her young and innocent life,
as she truly says, and I will take care that
no harm shall ultimately bofall Blundoll.
Ho will have abundant means of self-vindication
when when I and j; Judith are safe
beyond the Atlantic"
The clocks wore chiming ton when Ju
dith Morton entered the young attorney's
office on the following morning. "There
is more than hope, there is triumph, safety
in your look," she said, uugloving her
hand, and extending it to Pensou.
" Yes, Judith," he replied, " I have de
termined upon running all risks to extri
cate you from this peril. And first the
watch a description of which I shall, as
the prisoner's attorney, take care to adver
tise by-and-by have you it with you?"
" Yes 1 here it is ; but what Is it you pro
pose doing?"
" That, dear Judith, , I must be excused
for not disclosing. Success depends upon
close secrecy. I will, however, see Harpur
as his professional adviser, without delay,
and assure him for his continued silonce
is paramountly essential that an acquittal
is certain, but not of the means of procur
ing it stone walls having ears, as they
say and indiscretion being as fatal as
treachery."
" No evil will fall upon any innocent per
son ?" asked the young woman.
" No permaneut evil of that be assur
ed," replied Penson. This was about all
that passed between the confederates, aud
a few minutes afterward Judith Morton
took leave, and was soon on her way
home.
Harpur's trial came on during the March
Assize, at Appleby, and as the case had
excited much interest in the county, the
Crown Court was densely crowded. The
witnesses for the prosecution were not
asked a single question by the counsel in
structed by Penson for the defense till it
came to the turn of the last and only im
portant one, James Blundoll. The oross
examiuatlon of this man was from the first
a menaoiug ono, aud the hush of tho exci
ted auditory deepened iuto painful intensity
as it became evident, from the stern ques
tioning of the counsel, that the defense in
tended to bo set up was, that tho deceased
had met his death at the band of the wit
ness, not of the prisouor. It was elicited
from Blundell, though with much difficulty,
that he was in embarrassed circumstances,
considerably iu debt to tho deceased, with'
whom he had, In consequence, had words
more than once, nnd that he knew Robert
Masters had been heard to say he would
sell him (Blundell) out before long. The
witness was greatly agitated by this expo
sure of bis affairs, and so fiercely was he
pressed by the zealous counsel for nearly
an hour of merciless cross-examination, that
ho could scarcely stand when told to leave
the witness-box.
"I have to rcquost, my lord," said tho
prisoner's counsel, "that the last wituoss
be not permitted to leave the court for
the present at least." Tho judge nodded
assent, and a couple of javelin-men placed
themselves by the side of tho nervous and
terrified Blundell. The case for the Crown
having closed, and, no speech in those days
being allowed to be made by a reputed
felon's counsel, witnessos for the defense
were at once called. " Call Thomas Al
dous," said Richard Penson, to the crier of
the court, and presently Thomas Aldous, a
middle-aged, gold-spectacled gentleman, of
highly-respectable aspect, presented him
self in the witness-box.
"You are the proprietor, I believe, Mr.
Aldous," said the prisoner's counsel, "of
an extensive pawnbroking establishment in
London?" ,;
"Well, Sir," replied tho witness, "I
can not say mine is an extensive establish
ment, but it is, I am bold to say, a respect
able one, and situate not in London proper,
but in the Blackfriars Road, Southwark."
"No matter: you have been within the
last fow days in communication with re
spect to an advertised gold watch, with
the attorney for the prisoner, Mr. Pen
son?" " I have."
" Do you produce the watch in ques
tion?" " I do : here it is. It was pawned with
mo," added the scrupulous witness, refresh
ing his memory by a glance at the dupli
cate, " on the 18th of February last, for
10, and the address given,No. 8, Lambeth
Walk, is, I have since ascertained, a ficti
tious one." '
" Will the brother of tho deceased, who
has already been sworn," said the examin
ing barrister, " have the kindness to look
at this watch?" "
Mr. James Masters did so, and identified
it as belonging to his brother, and worn
by him at the time of his death.
"Should you be able, Mr. Aldous," con
tinued the counsel, " to recognize the per
son who pawned the watch ?"
"I should have no difficulty in doing
so," said the pretended Aldous, " although
it was just between the lights when the
man, a middle-aged, stoutish person, came
to my shop, as he not only had a peculiar
cast in his eyes, but that once or twice,
whon a handkerchief which he held to his
faco, I supposed in consequence of tooth
ache, slipped aside, I noticed a large, bright,
red stain, either from scrofula, or a natural
mark across his lower jaw."
As this audaciously-accurate description
of Blundell left the witness's lips, every eye
in court was turned upon that astounded
individual ; the javellu-mon drew bock with
Instinctive aversion from in front of him,
and he, as if impelled by a sympathetic
horror of himself, shrieked out, "That's
me I he means met oh God I" "That is
the man," promptly broke iu the pawn
broker, " I should know him among a mil
lion." This was too much for Blundoll ;
he strove to grasp out a fierce denial, but
strong emotion choked his utterance, and
be foil down in a lit, from which he did not
entirely recover for some hours, then to
find himself in close custody upon sus
picion of being the assassin of Robert Mas
ters I
The proceedings in court need not be
further detailed : the prosecution had, of
course, irretrievably broken down, and
there was nothing for jt but to formally
acquit the prisoner, who was at ouce dis
charged, and the orowded court was im
mediately cleared of the excited auditory,
numerous groups of whom remained for
long afterward in the streets, eagerly can
vassing the strange issue of the trial. As
Richard Penson left the oourt, a scrap of
paper was slipped into his hand, upon
which was scrawled in pencil, and in a dis
guised hand, " Thanks a thousand thanks
but no harm must oome to poor B .
You shall hear from me in a few days at
Liverpool. J."
As soon as Blundell could col loot his scat
tered thoughts and advise with a lawyer,
there was found to be no difficulty in estab
lishing an alibi, that on the day of the pre
tended pawning he was iu bis own home at
Bedstono, and he was conditionally libera
ted. Inquiries were next set on foot re
specting Mr. Aldous, and as no such person
could be found, the nature of the conspira
cy by which justice had been defeated
gradually disclosed itself. An effort was
also made to arrest Penson, the prisoner's
attorney, but as he had previously disap
peared from Liverpool, and it was reported
sailed for America with Judith Morton, the
pursuit was abandoned. This information
was completely erroneous ; Judith Morton
had indeed embarked for America, but it
was with her husband, Charles Harpur, to
whom she hod been privately mar
ried, three weeks previous to the death of
Robert Masters, the wedding having been
intendedly kept secret for a time, partly on
account of the recent death of the bride's
fathor, who, by-the-by, died in poor cir
cumstances, and partly because bf the samo
family reason of Harpur's. This intelli
telligence reached Penson at Liverpool, in a
letter dated London, about a week subso
queut to tho trial, containing many apolo
gies, another 50 note and signed "Judith
Harpur I"
I will not dotain the reader with
any description of the wretched, vag
abond life led by Penson from the moment
of his departure from Liverpool till I met
him in Uolborn till his death, in fact
for he was utterly irreclaimable which
was not long delayed, and took place in
the infirmary bf a city workhouse. He, at
all events, though not reached by the arm
of the law paid the full penalty of his
offense. Whether the same might be said
of Judith Morton, I know not, Penson nev-'
er having heard either of her or Harpur
sinco they left England for the States.
Horses Saved by a Dream.
milE Elain (111.) Advocate relates the
JL following story : Milo Byington is
brother-in-law to tho Hon. George S. Bow
en. The residence of the latter is in the
south-east part of the city, on what is call
ed St. Charles street. Byington lives di
rectly opposite. On Wednesday night By
ington dreamed that Bowen's barn was
enveloped in flames, and jumped from the
bed into the middle of tho room, which
athletio effort brought him out of his som
nambulism. He was very much excited,
and could not for a moment comprehend
the situation. Impressed1, however, with
the thought of the barn being on fire, be
proceeded to tho window and discovered
no sign of a blaze. His wife inquired of
him what was the matter, and he replied
that he had a dream that Bowen's barn was
on fire, and it frightened him very much.
The lady said to him that he hod better lie
down, and not be disturbed on occount of
a dream.
Byington returned to bed, but tremblod
like a leaf, and was unable to quiot his
nerves, or divest his mind of the impres
sion of Are at the barn, no says he could '
not lie there, and felt impelled to go to the
barn ; that he could not sleep or rest until
he had followed the impulse. In spite of
the remonstrance of his good wife he put
on his trowscrs and shoes only, and taking
his revolver in his hand, made tracks
quietly for Bowen's barn, a distance of 15
or 18 rods. As he neared the barn he
thought he heard movements of men inside,
and instead of entering the barn, as ha
would have done hod he not heard the
noises, he stepped lightly around the north
end of the barn, and as he looked around
the corner two men walked out of the barn
door on the east side and, stopped around
to the south side of the barn.
Byington stealthily followed to the next
corner, and when he reached it he discover
ed the two men talking, and heard one
say to the other, "now you go in amWget
the horse, and I'll Are the thing." Where
upon Mr. Byington disturbed the com
posure of the villains by Baying, " No, I
guess you won't." Almost instantly one
of the men flred at him, and the ball bit
the corner of the barn, within two or three
inohesof Bylngton's loft side. Byington
in an instant was popping away at the fel
lows, and after the second shot was flred,
one of them, who was running south from
the barn orled out, " Don't shoot ; I am
hit." Byington said to him, "Stop, or I'll
shoot again." Tho fellow did not stop,
and Mr. Byington sent two more ljullets
after hiin.
In the morning a bridle was found on'
the stablo floor behind one of the horses,
and at the south end of tho' barn where the '
men wero standing when Byington flint
discovered them, Mr. Boweu's driver pick
ed up a ball of rags about the size of a
cocoanut, which was bound with a string
and thoroughly saturated with kerosene
oil. He also found on the same spot three
or four matches. Tho purpose of the two
men was, we must necessarily oouolude, to
steal one or more of the good horses which
Mr. Boweu Is posHossod of and then burn
the barn to load tho publlo to believe that
the animals were burned, aud thus enable
them to make goad their escape.