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OF NEW YORK,
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42 lyj Special Agent for Newport.
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Notice.
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. F. JUNklN.
April 29, 1574.
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A Lucky Loan.
SAM and I wore Bitting at one of tlio
windows of tlie cosy little restaurant
where we both usually dined, myself in
that delightful dolct far nUnte state which
generally accompanies post prandial di
gestion, he chewing his scrubby mustache
flercoly, and glaring around for some ob
ject to vent bis wrath npon.
Samuel is general delivery clerk in the
post-office of our town. He is a singlo gen
tleman, aged about thirty, as honest and
good a soul as ever breathed ;has a dry way
about him that is quito amusing, and is
very fond of grumbling a habit which the
vexatious duties of his position have quite
naturally made him fall into. His par
ticular forte in this line in his chronic ill
luck, which, by the by, I do consider
wholly imaginary.
Glancing casually out of tbo window, I
beheld our mutual friend, Jack O'Bandel,
sauntering leisurely by, with his charming
intended, Miss May Moonshine, hanging
tenderly to his arm.
"Sam 1" said I, meditatively.
"What is it, George?" inquired the
epistolary apostle.
" Just see who is passing by.
Sara jerked himself forward and looked
Ue started. A scowl black as midnight
gathered upon his intellectual brow, and
in a tone of unmistakable sincerity lie
ejaculated,
"Confound it 1"
" Sam !" I exclaimed, in a tone of mild
reproof, " metbinks I have board you make
that remark before."
. "Just to think," Sam rambled on in a
savage soliloquy, " that the insignificant
secretary of an insurance company, with
nothing to recommend bim but bis impu
dence, a pair of bristly red side-whiskers
and fifteen hundred a year, should swoop
up the only daughter of a gouty old fool
worth a quarter of a million and all my
fault, too I"
"Your fault? What do you mean?
What the deuce havo you got to do with
Jack's love affair ?"
" The scoundrel owes his good fortune
solely and entirely to me,aud now he walks
by without even deigning to bestow a
glance upon his benefactor. This ingrati
tude truly is black diabolical !"
" Look, here, Sam, you have the night
mare you haven't got over the effects of
your dinner. Or, if such is uot the case,
then explain."
" My usual luck t" groaned Sam.
" Sain," said I, with great awakening
ire, " I command thee, elucidate 1 Whence
this mystery ?"
" Listen, George," said Sam, heaving a
deep sigh. "'Tis now but three months
since, when O'Bandel and I, after having
dined and played a game of dominoes at
this very table, whioh I, of course, lost,
strolled over iuto the pout-office, I to re
sume my duties, and be to purchase a
quantity of stamped envelopes. I stepped
around into my office, Jack waiting at the
delivery window. I was just on the point
of handing him his envelopes, when up
stepped a rather pretty young lady, of sev
enteen or eighteen summers, and Jack,
with the most unblushing politeness, stood
aside and made way for her.
" The little bread-and-butter miss inquir
ed for a registered letter, with fifty dollars
enclosed, for Miss May Moonshine. I
found the letter at once, and she made an
eager grab for it.
" Not so fast," said I, keeping the letter
safe beyond her reach. " You must first
prove identity."
"Identity!'' she repeated, pretending
not to understand, and assuming an air of
consternation.
"Of course!" I ' exclataied, with the
sharp accent of the official on duty. " You
must prove that you are in reality the
person for whom the letter is intended."
"Indeed, sir, I really didn't know that,"
she protested, in a plaintive tone. " I am
in the city on a visit, aud don't know any
one but the McFlimseys, with whom I am
stopping, and they have all gone Into the
country to-day. 1 have just received word
that my father is dangerously 111, and this
money is to defray my expenses homo. Do
please let me have it, sir !" t
? " Can't do it I" I said, emphatically,
locking the letter up again. " It's against
the rules, which I must stick to." '
" Now she began to whimper, but I re
mained Inflexible, for I was convinced that
she was a sly little swindler.
" Now what do I behold to my horror !
OJBandel is endeavoring to console her, and
while he gives me a venomous look, be
hauls out his, pocket-book, and ofTers her
his cjwh.
"Here, my dear young, lady," ha cays,
" 1 am happy to be able to offer you suooor.
Go to your sick father at once. : Here
is my card, so that you may know ray ad
dress." , ,,,, . . , ,
" She took, cash and card without hesita
tion, and exclaimed, overjoyed,
" A tbouaand thanks, my kind dear sir t
You shall bear from me soon, depend upon
it, air 1"
With this sb vanished.
"Well, l'U be banged, O'Bandel, if
thought you were such a fool I" I ald.with
commiseration. You have been neatly
done out yf fifty dollars." t ' . i '
" You are mistaken, Sam," ho calmly
rejoined. " This certainly was a lady !"
Bah 1 I have such characters to doal
with overy day of my life. I toll you, Jack,
I know 'cm. That was something too
thin, about the McFlimseys having gone
into the country to-day."
"Shut up, Sam, aud give me my envel
opes."
"All right, bore thoy are !" And, as he
hurried off, I yelled after him, " When tho
genuine Miss Moonshine comes for her
money-letter, I will notify you instanter."
"Several days passed, but the genuine
Miss Moonshine did not appear, and the
registered lottor remained in the post-office.
My teasing O'Bandel, whenever wo met
here nt dinner, consequently grow rather
weak.
" On the fifth day a letter arrived contain
ing fifty dollars, addressed to 0'Bandcl,and
simultaneously the registered lotter for
Miss Moonshine was recalled. My usual
luck, by Jupiter ! Jack entered soon after,
demanding his letter, and saying, sarcastic-ly:-
" Do you require my identification. Mr.
Delivery Clerk ?"
" Never a niiud," I answered, coolly,
"your ugly insurance mug is sufficiently
well-known all over town."
" O'Bandel opened the lotter right before
my nose, and, beside the inclosure of the
fifty dollars, ho received a note from Judge
Moonshine, thanking him in tho warmest
terms for the great servico rendered hi
daughter, stating that he had happily re
covered, wishing that ho could express his
gratitudo in person to tho chivalrous gen
tleman who, etc, ete.
"The matter was now apparently endod
forever.. Still I could not help fooling
that, whilo I had strictly fulfilled my duty,
I bad nevertheless played a rather unenvi
able rolo."
" You cannot reproach yourself, how
ever," said I to Sam, "for you merely
enforced tho law on which you havo mode
oath."
" Precisely what I said to myself,"
tinued Sam.
"And, although I feel dissatisfied with
this pioce of business, yet, in a similar cose,
I should act again exactly as I did then.
But, Georgo, let mo tell you the conclusion
of the story. By jingo ! hero's Jack.
Sure enough ; O'Bandel entered the
Baloon at this moment, and greeted us oor
dially.
" Wo were just speaking of you, Jack,"
said I. " Wo just saw you pass with your
lady-love."
"Yes," rejoined Jack, laughing ; "left
her down the street, shopping."
" But finish your story, Sam," I suddenly
insisted.
" What story ?" queried Jack.
" The history of your love affair," snort
ed Sam. " Pray fiuish it yoursolf, as you
know the details best. I had just reached the
point where you got tho letter from old
Moonshine."
"Why not?" said Jack; stroking his
auburn side-boards iu a self-satisfied sort
of away. "The happy always like to
speak of their happiness."
"All of which you owe te me, you vil
lain 1" affirmed Sam.
"True, Sara," said Jack; "but you
knew uot what you did. But listen : I bad
just received my monoy back from the
lovely unknown" ,
"Lovely unknown I" I exclaimed.
" How differently that sounds from ' little
bread-and-buttor miss, and ' little swin
dler." "Did Sam say that?" asked O'Bandel.
" Remember, I spoko only in the past
tense I" cried Sum, hastily.
" Well, let it pass. At any rate, several
weeks wont by, and I bad nearly forgotten
the little episode. Receiving a couple of
weeks' vacation, I improved the time by
taking a trip to the springs. The day after
my arrival, as I was trudging up a steep
declivity beneath which was a dark, rocky
gulley, 1 heard voices and laughter inclose
proximity, and looking up saw a party of
ladies and gentlemen about a hundred
yards above mo. They were evidently
having lots of fun, and one of them, a
young lady in a fleecy, snowy-white dress,
ran from the rest to avoid capture, and
came flying down the hill right toward me.
A shriek of terror from her lips suddenly
mado me aware that the would not be able
to check her progress, and was in danger
of being precipitated into the gulley.
Quick as thought ' I leaped forward and
caught her trembling form- plump in my
arms. ' ' ' '
"While I was trying to' recover my
breath and self-possession, I distinctly
noticed her take a good look at me through
bor veil, which she quickly pushed aside,
aud exclaimed joyfully, ,.. ,.
" Mr. O'Bandel !" .
" Who should it be but the fair stranger
of sweet post-ofllce memory I You can im-
agine the questions and answers whioh fol
lowed each other in quick succession.
"Finally grasping my hand unreservedly
in here, she hurried me up to tho company,
and, before we had fairly reached them,
she cried, 1 . ,
"Papal papal here is Hr. O'BaudeL
the man who gave me the money iu the
post-office, because the rnde clerk wouldn't
give up my letter I"
"Rudeelerkt did she say that?'' ejacu
lated Bam. , i -; i
" I am adhoring strictly to fact," Jack
assured him, and continued : "Papa in
stantly approached me, bis good face beam
ing with pleasure, and shook me warmly
by tho hand, at the same timo Introducing
me to his friends, and relating to them my
philanthropic action."
1 Pray, don't mention the trifle t" beg-
god Sara.
"Trifle? Thunder 1 how many others do
you suppose would have done the same?
' You must assuredly possess a good and
noble heart,' said her papa to me, 'for only
such have confidence in their fellow crea
tures.' Well, to make o long story short, I
had to remove to their hotel that very day,
and through that splendid moonlight eve
ning I strolled about iu the gardens with
angelic little Maysie hanging to my arm.
I went to my room at eleven, but did not
sleep ; on tho contrary, I again sought the
open air, and strolled about alone. By
sunrise, I had come toa certain unutterable
determination.
"Beforo breakfast I mot tho judge, who
was glowing with kindness to me, and I
inquired about the state of bis health.
"Excollont!" he said, laughing. "But
Maysie slept very little last night ; I really
can't imagine what is the matter with tho
child."
"My heart beat violently. I told bim
that I too hud slept but poorly and had
thorefore come to him.
"To me?" he exclaimed, astonished. " I
am no physician."
" But for me you may be, dear judgo,
for your daughter's picture drove all sleep
from my eyelids last night."
" Tho murder was out. Uo did not look
unfrioudly, consequently I gathered bold,
ness, and began to tell him about my ante.
cedents, my present position,prospocts,oto.,
when suddenly ho cut me short, saying :
' Oh bother ! don't speak of that. Old Judge
Moonshine has enough for his daughter and
his daughter's husband both. You have
proven yourself a true-hearted man, and
that is the chief thing. I shall never stand
in tho way of my daughter's happiness.
You suit rao first rate, and if May will have
you, all that I shall have to say then, is,
bless you my children."
" I don't remember now whore I found
Maysie, and how it all happenod ; but I do
know that 1 escorted a little angel to
breakfast that morning, who had promised
to be my wife. The wedding takes place
two weeks hence, and both of you aro in
vited."
"Tho rude post-offico clerk?" asked
Sam incicdulously.
"No, that judgmont bus been corrected
the faithful and trustworthy official,
whose traditional sternnoss became the
bridge to happiness; for your humble ser
vant and his beloved bride."
Sam and I both were at the wedding, and
no one, excepting the happy groom, danced
oftener with tho blooming little bride than
did my moroso friend of tho post-office.
Sam still grumbles about his luck ; but if
he couldn't, ho wouldn't bo happy.
A Thrilling Acconnt.
B'
ILLY B. is a jolly, whole soulod lad
who is ever fond of a joke, and no one
has a keouer sense of the ridiculous than
he. Not long since be was indulging in
some of his marvelous escapes made during
the war, in tho presence of the polite Col
S. and the credulous Major B., when he
related tho following which is too good to
be buried in forgetfulnoss.
" I was engaged," said be " in a skir
mish, advanced too far, was separated from
my friends, and saw throe Yankees in pur
suit of me. The horror of being killed
outside of the lines where my body would
probably be food for the buzzard, took
possession of my mind."
"Ah!" said the Major, "tumble, tur
rible !"
" I considered a moment what was to be
done. Most of us love life."
" l es," stud the Colonel, " that s so,
that's so."
" I was always swift of foot, and this time
fear added to, my speed. After looking
back for tho country was an open one-
perceived that one of my enemies had out
ran the others, and the well known saying
of " divide to conquer" occurred to me,
slacked pace aud allowed him to come up ;
we engaged with mutual fury, aud in a few
moments he lay a corpse at my feet."
"Ah 1 turrible ! turrible !" said the Ma
jor. "Just so," said the Colonel.
' " In this short space of time," contin
ued Billy, " tho two other Yankees ad
vanced upon me, so , I took to my heels ;
not from cowardice, but with the hope of
reaching a . neighboring wood, where I
knew I would be in close proximity to our
picket Hue. . This hope I was forced to
banish, for on looking back I saw one of
my pursuer far iu advance of the other. .
" Ah 1 turrible ! turrible 1" said the Ma
jor. "Just so," said tho Colonel.
" I waited for him, recovering my al
most exhausted bicatit, and soon thia
Yankee shared the fate of the first."
"Ah 1 turrible I turrible 1" said the Ma
jor, while the Colonel ejaculated, Just so 1"
" I had now only one enemy to contend
w lib, but I (elt fatigued, and, being . near
the wood, I was more desirous to save my
1 own ljf han to destroy another of my fel-
low creatures. I plainly perceived smoke
curling above the trees. 1 redoubled my
speed. I prayed manfully, and felt assur
ed that my prayer would be granted. But
at this moment the yell of the Yankee
sounded on my ears. I even thought I felt
his warm breath. There was no choice. I
turned around"
" Ah 1 turrible ! tumble !" interrupted
tho Major, whilo the Colonel grew impa
tient, past endurance, and said :
" And you killed him too?"
"No sir," replied Billy, "by hokoy, he
killed me !"
The Scotchman's Prayer.
Whether it is true or not that tho Welsh
are a quarrelsome people, we cannot under
take to say ; the following laughable anec
dote, however, would seem in some meas
ure to countenance the conclusion (and
Shakespeare, wo believe, almost invariably
represents his Welsh character as touchy to
a degree) that there is a modicum of truth
in the charge But to the story. A Scotch
peddler, without the remotest intention on
his part of getting into a quarrel or fight
with any man, bad put up (with his pack)
for the night, at a country ale-house bor
doring on Wales, where, as the fates would
have it, he found a motley assem
blage in tho kitchen of the inn, of not the
most desirable individuals ; and, among the
rest, a Welshman, whose aim, from the
very first, it seemed to be to get into hot
water with poor Sawney. The latter, sa
gaciously appreciating the true character
of his tormentor, and determined to get rjd
of him in the quietest way possible, told
him he "did not want to fight." This only
excited to a still higher pitch the bravado
of the Welshman, and he told the Scotch
man that ho would "mako bim fight."
"Well," says Sawney, "if I must fight, let
me say my prayers before I fight, which
the Welshman conceding, the Scotchman
foil on his knees, imploring his Maker to
pardon bim for "the twa men he Jiad al
ready killed, and for the one that was aboot
to die." The Scotchman slowly rose from
his knees, but not before the Welshman
had made a precipitate retreat from the
Russian Friendship.
Gov. Curtin, United States Minister to
Russia, held a conference with Gortscha
koff, during which three books were
brought in from the archives of the For
eign Office. The first contained an auto
graph letter from Napoleon III., asking
Russia to join with England and France in
breaking up the Federal blockade, and
guaranteeing the independence of the Con
federacy. The letter asserted that Eng
land had promised her co-operation. The
second contained the Emperor's reply. He
flatly declined the alliance proposed by
Napoleon, and declared that, in the event
of any European interference in the war,
Russia would actively aid the North. The
third book had within it copies of the seal
ed orders given to the Russian Admiral,
who, as ouc readers will remember, brought
bis fleet into New York harbor during the
war. The orders directed him to proceed
at once, with his whole available forco, to
New York city ; to remain at anchorage
there for some time ; and, in the event of
European interference with the blockade,
to put himself, and his whole force at the
command of the Cabinet at Washington,
and promised abundant and speedy rein
forcements. A Strange Case.
Patterson has another sensation. Mary
Chambers - claims that she is the lawful
wife of man named James McLellan, a sa
loon keeper. For three years past, accord
ing to McLellan'a story, she has been an
noying him by claiming to be hia wife he
already having one wife (and several chil
dren), threatening to expose him unless he
gave her f 000. Tired of her threats, be
had her arrested. Her story is that; she
was married to McLellan twenty-three
years ago in Stockport, England, to which
place she went from her home, a distance
of 40 miles, to avoid McLellan, who was
said to be " too fond of the women." He
followed her from place to place until she
reached Stockport, where she consented to
marry bim. She baa no marriage certifi
cate, but she says the ohapel in which the
ceremony waa performed was burned, and
the records destroyed. She also states that
for the three years she baa been in Patter
son MoLellan has privately admitted to her
that she was his wife, and that they have
privately continued the marriage relation.
At one time she made a complaint against
him for bastardy, but on the examination
it waa demonstrated that she waa not
likely to become a mother either by Mo
Lellan or any other man. The woman ap
pears to tell a straightforward story about
ber marriage, aud had it not been for ber
deceit in the caae last alluded to, many
would find it difficult to discredit her story.
1ST An exchange says : "Old Skinflint,
with a speckled hen, waa down to O'
Brien's abow lout Thursday, and hitched
hia team to a fence in the rear of thia of
floe. Pulling an old ten-pound salt aaok
from under the seat, be proceeded to feed
the horses. What on earth the hen was
for we could not imagine, until,' just be
fore hitching up to return, be tied one end
of the string attached to the hen's leg to
the hind wheel of the wagon, and tbe
mystery was solved he had brought along
the hen to pick up the last oat left by the
horses, that L-otbing might be lost" ,