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VOL. IX. RID G WAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, OCTOBER 9, 1879. NO. 33.
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Under the Ware.
Under the ware the pearl shines bright;
Peerless and pure in the light ol the day,
Under the dreary wave,
Under the weary -ware
Hidden away.
Under the wave the coral climbs lrailly,
Sale from the rush of the raging commotion,
Under the dashing wave,
Under the orashing wave,
Deep in the ocean.
Under the wave the reeds grow tall,
Dreamy the motion of sea-weed and willow,
Under the toiling wave,
'Neath the receding wave,
Under the billow.
Under the wave the anemone grows;
Foarless and lrnil in its innocenoe thriving
Under the rocking-wave,
Under the mocking wave
Patioutly striving.
Under the waves there is pencelul calm,
Restful and still without ripple or motion,
Under the howling waves,
Under the growling waves,
Lies the great ocean.
God looketli down lrom His throne in the
heavens,
Seos not the ocean, as wo do, in part
Jndgeth it not by its changeable surlace,
But under the rumbling wavos,
Undor the tumbling waves,
Under the grumbling waves,
Sees its pure heart.
Annie Deane, in Portland Trantcript.
OUR BOARDER.
When Miss Dehone came to our house
to stay it was well understood that if
wc were to her liking she was to re
main with us for the rest of her days.
And as wo thought that the payment of
her board would be quite an item in our
little housekeeping, we were resolved
that, of course, we would be to her lik
ing. Moreover, Miss Dehone was a
distant indeed, a very distant connec
tion ; mamma's great-aunt's second cou
sin by marriage, or something of the
sort. And distant as that was, we were
the nearest and only connection she had
in the world, so that I am ashamed to
acknowledge that wo were so poor as
to be obliged to encourage a mercenary
thouiiht in the matter so that we might
possibly come in for something by her
will, if she decided not to leave all and
everything to I lie Society for the Pre
vention of Cruelty to Cats, as she had
once formally declaicd her intention
to be.
Sarah did not look on the innovation
favorably. Sarah was our beauty ol
beauties I wish you could have seen
her in those days dark and tall and
straight :is an Arab, with such a carna
tion on her olive cheek, and such blue
black hair, and eves like midnight and
stars, jusl ns different from Emma as
dark from dawn ; for Em was all fair and
rosy and dimpled and yellow-haired,
while Kate w: gray-eyed, black-lashed
and pale. As forme, I was always a
little dud ; but I was mighty useful.
Well, Sarah said she had rather go
without everything forever than intro
duce a stranger and such a stranger
among us, and Em seconded her. Em
didn't say it. but she was pretty sure it
would interfere with her beaux to have
an old lady always sitting round, with
Iter blanket-shawls and foot-stoves and
big tabby cats on each side of her, to be
waited on every minute or two, or else
to feive you a heartless appearance; and
it was well known that Miss Dehone had
the greatest contempt for the young
men of to-day, who had deteriorated so
sadly since her time. But Kate and I
persuaded mamma to our side, and that
was a majority, and Miss Dehone came.
And she was an old woman, with
blanket-shawls, and soap-stones, and
rubber bags of hot water, and terrible
attacks of colic, and. a lap-dog, and a
parrot, and a pair of canaries, and a lam
lly cf Persian cats : and for t'ue rest the
most inquisitive little body, with her
sharp black eyes peering from' all her
wraps and caps and strings and things
like a mouse from a bundle of rags. And
to Sarah's consternation, she singled hef
out for the royal favor at once. " You
have the Dehone eye, my love," she sain,
with a series of queer little nods ; " I
looked just like you at your age." And
Sarah said afterward, with asperity,
that if she was going to look just like
her at her age. she wished she might die
now!
"Just think how horrid it will be
when Arnold comes," said Sarah to me.
" There she is perched with her pets in
the corner, and there she always will be
with those dreadful eyes of hers, too.
Dehone eyes, indeed! And she will be
asking ail sorts of hateful questions
she'll be asking him his intentions, for
all I know."
- Asking Arnold Parncll his irteutions!
Sarah guessed that mamma had been on
the point of it any time this twelve
month; for mamma held her husband's
girls to be a serious responsibility, and
here had Arnold been, as she would have
said if she had put it into words, in the
way of Sarah's making an eligible settle
ment all this year and more. Mamma
is cheeky I beg her dear old haughty
pardon, she calls it her habit of self-respect
but somehow, like "grandfather's
clock," she always stopped "short" ot
asking Arnold any questions that she
could not have asked a prince of the
blood loyal ; and if anybody ever looked
like a prince of the blood royal it was
Arnold Parnell. That he was madly in
love with Sarah there wasn't the least
doubt in my mind, and I doubt if there
was any doubt in Sarah's, although I
dare say that about some things one is
liardly quite sure till the articles are
signed and sealed. But she was such a
proud and stately piece that she would
have died sooner than have given him,
on anybody but me nobody ever mind
ed me much one sign concerning her
feelings; and all we exactly knew was
that if young Dr. Parnell had given us a
good chance, we, at least, should have
been equally madly in love with him.
But then Sarah wasn't like the rest of us,
and had never said as much as this about
him before.
" Oh, no," I answered heron this occa
sion, " she won't go out of her way to
make herself disagreeable."
" She won't have to," said Em, com
ing in with Kate and overhearing nie.
"It is just going to destroy our liome
having that woman here. She'll have
the best chair, the best corner, the best
morsel, the best room and the best man
ners all the time. There'll never be a
bit of freedom; we must speak with
bated breath; we don't know how she'll
like this or take that; she's strict and
we're liberal; she likes a lot of people
we hate ; we 11 have to mince our words
and pare our spoesh ; she'll want hari
cot when we want roast; we'll Imte pies
and she'll hate puddings; she'll want
breakfast at daybreak and dinner at
noon and oh, dearl dear!"
And she did. AH these things came
true. Miss Dehone naturally Lad the
best corner and the best chair in it; of
course she had the best room there
wasn't any other for her; and of course
I helped her to the best cuts what else'
could you do with an elderly stranger at
table? and of course we were on our
best behaviour and took care as to what
we said in her presence. She was a dys
peptic and had to have little messes
made for her; and she did get up before
dawn, and look very thankful if any
body else crept out of bed a couple of
hours afterward, and seem to be a re
proach to lazy young people ; and she
did look over the topsof her glasses at
Arnold's goings and comings in such a
way that it was quite plain that if she
said nothing, yet, like the silent parrot,
she kept up a great thinking. But then,
as I said to Sarah once, she paid for it
all. As yet we hardly felt any addi
tional expense ; and it things went on
comfortably, we could really think of
buying the new carpet that we had de
spaired of, and so rid ourselves of the
disgusting task of covering up holes
and darns by means of artistically ar
ranged shadows of chairs and tables;
and the next thing would be the new
dress for mamma she hadn't had a
fresh black silk since papa's death, and
now silks were so cheap.
" I don't care if she does," said Sarah.
" Money can't pay forcverything ; money
won't pay for your health. And here
you are making yourself sick waiting on
her by inches ; and if you don't, of course
must. And then I never shall be able
to have an hour for myself for Arnold "
She stopped, for she hadn't meant to say
that. "There! I don't care' if it does
burn my face and grime my hands," she
cried ; " I can't have you doing all the
nursing. There'll bo nothing left of
you in a year, with carrying up trays for
breakfast, and making beer tea, and
whipping up eggs for refreshers, and
stirring a custard now and a panada than,
and filling hot-water bottles, and shaking
up cushions, and running up and down
stairs, and being a perfect drudge in
general "
"Nonsense!" said I, when I could
break in. "-You know I like to do it.
It is always pleasant to me to "
"Then if it's so pleasant," said Sarah,
" I'll have some ol the pleasure. Il the
little creature's going to stay and I
suppose she is I shall take care of her
for the future. I'm sure you've enough
to do in waiting on mamma and seeing
to the housekeeping. Mamma's enough
to set one by the head.
Mamma wasn't our own mother, by-tlie-way
; she was papa's great mistake.
But then we all got along nicely to
gether, and were, on the whole, very
fond of each other, for nil Sarah's re
mark : but you know the best of friends
are sometimes exasperating. As mamma
came of an old and stately but impecuni
ous family, she held herself of a little
more worth than we were we who had
sprung from the soil, so to speak ; and,
to tell the truth, we did have to wait
upon her how we did have to wait
upon her! But somehow w always
liked it till Miss Dehone came; and
then, I suppose, having the two of them
made it too much of a good thing. And
I must say I was surprised to see Sarah
taking the matter up so, and it did put
me in mind of the Queen of Sheba wait
ing on the Witch of Endor, say Sarah
was so splendid and superb, and then
she usually did look like an Eastern
princess in disguise, whether she was
holding a toasting fork over the blaze or
snulling Miss Dehone's wax candle for
her; and Miss Dehone always would
have a wax candle. As for Era and
Kate, they kept school, and were the
chief of our support, and could not, of
course, do anything else.
Well, at the end of the second month
I went to balancing our accounts, and
seeing what would be left over for the
carpet and mamma's silk ; and, if you'll
believe it, adding in all the board money,
our accounts only came out just even.
All the little messings had counted up,
and instead of our boarder's being a
profit, that little item in our housekeep
ing was all the other way. " Well."
said I, "what shall we do? Let her
find another home? It's a pity and
she so well established."
" It would be a shame," said Sarah,
hesitatingly. " A shame. No, I couldn't
could you? turn her out."
" No profit and no pleasure, and a
world of trouble," said I.
" I don't know," said Sarah. " You
can't help growing fond of the little
thing, although she does ask such ques
tions." Questions ! I should think so. Who
was that"1 And what did become for?
What was his business? Was he
Sarah's lover or Em's? She didn't think
much of his taste if he were Em's. Was
he a good match? Why hadn't we
looked out for him, then ? Why were
none of us engaged ? Did we mean to
die old maids like her? Did we think
tbnt so cheerful a prospect, with nobody
to care a farthing? Who was the Dr.
Parnell that came round here so much?
Was he after Sarah? Handsome is that
handsome does, and Sarah wasn't to be
had for the asking, she would have him
to know.
" Does Sarah like him, do you know?"
she asked me one day.
"Indeed, Miss Dehone, how can I
say?"
" You can say very well if you will."
" But-"
"I don't want to hear anything about
a but.' You think I'm a chattering
old woman, and so you won't speak.
Very well; I can 'find out usually all I
want to in one way or another, and no
thanks to anybody. I'll ask him."
Ask him! " For goodness sake, Miss
Dehone " I began.
"Then there is something in it!" she
said, triumphantly. "I thought so.
He's in love with Sarah, and she's in
love with him. Why aren't they en
gaged? Why don't they marry? Good
gracious! it wasn't so when I was
young. Love has turned his bow into
a money-bag. Well, hasn't he a pro
fession P"
"Oh, yes, you know he's a physician.
Hut he practices in acountrv village ten
milis from here, and drives over to see
us. And, dear me, it's the healthiest
village!"
" So I suppose. Why doesn't he set
tie there?"
"Because there's no opening. The
town's full of doctors now."
" And there's no hone of anvthine bet
terlet me see, I ought to say worse in
the village?"
"No. He doesn't earn enough to pay
for his salt, let alone Sarah's. No, it's
hopeless," said I, " unless some angel of
mercy leaves us all a fortune."
" You needn't look at me, I shaVt.
My will was made years ago. But I
should think." she added, reflectively,
" that if a young man had any push, he
could find a way to support himself and
a wife too. If I wanted to marry Sarah.
I'd emigrate, but I'd do it. But there!
what do I care? What Bhould I do, to
be sure, without herP No, let Arnold
Parnell marry Em or Kate, or any
other baggage. My Sarah's too good for
him."
" I quite agree with Miss Dehone,"
said mamma, who had waked from her
nap on the lounge. " If a young man U
wortti marrying, he will find out a
way."
" I suppose he will," f aid I, " by the
time they are both gray-headed."
"Dear! dear!" said Miss Dehone.
"What a world it is!" And when Ar
nold's gig stopped at the door that
night, the old lady hitched her chair
round and deliberately turned her
shoulder on him, having first fitted on
a pair of dark blue glasses for the pro
tection of her eyes from the fire, and
leaned bock in her chair to enjoy a nap.
Arnold and Sarah sat down for a game
of cribbage, and perhaps the sound of
the monotonous enumeration and itera
tion lulled her off and perhaps they
didn't. At any rate, she soon gave audi
ble testimony to being asleep; and I
went into the back parlor, where mam
ma was playing wliist with Kate and
two dummies for Em and Fred Mallows
were so taken up with each other as to
be no better than dummies. " I declare,"
said mamma, as Em trumped her own
trick nnd Fred placidly revoked, " I hnd
as lief play with two figure-heads.
Pray, Mr. Mallows, do you follow Pole,
or Cavendish, or De Vautre, or "
" I follow my partner's lead," said Mr,
Mallows.
I went and looked on at the play ; and
as they grew merry and forgetful, I
glanced into the little mirror that re
flected a corner of the other room, I be
ing the only one in the range of its pic
ture, and I saw Arnold's hand pause in
moving a peg, and close round Sarah s
half-suspended one and there was no
more cribbage played in the front par
lor that night. And by-and-bye, when
Sarah came to bed, I pretended to be
asleep, but for all that I saw her cheeks
the color of two carnations, and her eyes
shining with such a sweet light in them
as she put down the lamp and stood
leaning her arms on tlie bureau and
looking in the glass. "Oh!" she mur
mured to herself. "And it will be an
old, old woman's first!" And I heard
her crying softly to herself whenever I
woke up in the night, as I had never
heard her do before.
But the next morning there was no
lime for sentiment. Miss Dehone was
ill. And after no end of running -with
hot flannels and foot-baths, she declared
it was a case for a doctor, and I mnst
send for one.
" Why not have Arnold?" said I.
" Arnold !" she cried, with contempt.
"Do you suppose Iwant to make a
clinical lecture of myself for that boyP
Do I want to be a subject lor a young
man's experiments? No. I heard Em 'b
chattering Mallows there last night,
after you went up, telling of Arnold's
t:king tbnt Irish baby up to his own
room to gel well ; ana ot his transiusing
blood from his right arm for that dying
woman but you see she died and lie
hadn't any right to do it. And 1 can t
say when I have felt more indignant
than went lie told ot Arnold s taking out
a screw in the life-boat in that Septem
ber gale to rescue the people cn the
wreck of the Sariana. Suppose I'd been
one of his patients, and he d risk his life
so in the very middle ol my case "
" How did you hear all that. Miss
DtlioneP I thought you were asleep."
" I woke up."
" Perhaps you heard something elseP"
"I heard a great deal else," said she.
with some emphatic nods, and her little
black eyes sparkling like diamonds.
"And saw too."
" I don't see what there was to see."
"Just as good as a novel, my dear.
just as good as a novel a real live
novel, too."
" Do you mean Sarah and Arnold ?"
She nodded again.
' I don't think vou had any right "
I began.
"Now you stop just there!" she cried.
" That's my affair, and not yours. If I
can square it with my conscience, I'm
not obliged to square it by yours " Then
the little sprite looked up at me withithe
oddest, eeriest laugh " Do you want to
know how I saw them?" she said.
Then vou put on my glasses. I'm about
done with them." And she thrust the
blue spectacles on my nose, tilted at an
abtuse angle, and I saw the whole room
behind me reflected in miniature in the
blue glasses, as if they were a Psyche
mirror.
"Oh, how mean!" I exclaimed.
" Pshaw ! Why should they mind mo
any more than an old tree? I am an
old tree. I saw him kiss iter hand ; and
and I should have seen him kiss her
lins. I euess her beautiful sweet llins
if I hadn't shut my eyes just then. Oh,
yes, I have a little conscience. You are
going to warn them about me? You'd
better not. The motto on one of our
first coins was, mind your own business.
I'll give you one of them for your col
lection if you'll hold your tongue. And
I'm clod vou think it's mean, too: but
then it isn't wise or respectful for you to
say so," said tne midget. " Arnold Y
No, I want a practical man. He's band
some euough oil, he's very well-looking;
handsome as Sarah; handsome
like King Saul. But I like an ugly doc
tor. And my throat's all filling up. I
wish you'd hurry. Who is the best doc
tor here I mean the oldest? Who has
the widest practice? I want him." So
I sent for Dr. Burns ; and the little crea
ture insisted on seeing him alone, and a
sweet time, we thought, he had of it
with her.
" Tle'a an old man. a verv old man.
together too old to practice, and 1 told
him so. If I like an old doctor. I don't
mean Methuselah," said she. " But he's
done me good. I feel better already. I
shouldn't wonder if I' could go down
Btuirs.
" Do vou think vou'd bestP"
" Well, if Sarah'll come and read to
me. I'll sit up here till night-fall. I al
ways like to leave my room, and change
tlm ir anvwav. when I can." And as
Sarah read interminable pige after page
of Pollock's " Course of Time," her sad
sweet face a little turned away, the
nn,itii alicrbtlv drooping, and the lovely
lips cast down, I saw the little creature
eyeing her with a most singular cast of
countenance. "Just think," I said to
myself. " her M,e alu08 done with, and
thair livps mvdear magnificent Sarah's
life just beginning, and just going to
ruin. And if they only had her money,
only had half of It "
" You just go away f'said Miss Dehone
to me, Bharply. " 1 know exactly what
you're thinking of. Your face is just
like a jack-o'-lantern the light shines
through. It's no use at all."
She came down stairs, before tea, on
Sarah's arm. It was blowing up quite
a gale and the rain was sweeping by the
firelight of the windows like sparks.
She didn't look much as though she had
had the doctor in the morning; Sarah
looked a great deal more like it. The
little eyes of the old lady fairly danced ;
she kept looking toward the windows,
and wouldn't have the lamps lit; and
as Arnold suddenly opened the door and
came in, shaking off the storm and
bringing a gale with him, she laughed
like a girl. " I declare," I said to my
self, " I don't know what to make of
her. Is she a fraud, or is she not?" And
all at once, cold and ruddy as he was
after throwing off his cloak, Arnold had
stalked forward to that fire and bad
seized the little bundle of rags and rib
bons and eyes in his arms.
"I always knew there was a good
fairy at the hearth," he cried.
" Put me down, sir ! put me down ! I'm
sure I don't know what you mean. I
never was treated with Such indignity?"
" I never shall put you down," said
he, " till you promise to come and sit by
Sarah's fireside and mine."
"Arnold!" cried Sarah, white as a
white rose.
" Dr. Parnell !" said mamma, starting
to her feet with as much dignity as the
amazement left her.
" Yes, yes," he said, " I mean it. We
are going to have a hearth of our own at
last. And such a hearth! Do you re
member that old gray house on the hill,
with the garden going up the hill behind
it, all terraces and grass-plots and alleys
and flower beds P"
" Ah, hew sweetly such things sound
in fall weather, and when you don't
have to weed and water !" cried Kate,
clasping her hands melodramatically, in
order to break the breathless spell.
"And if you do!" he exclaimed.
"And all the year round and forever!"
" Do you mean Dr. Burns' house 1" I
asked.
" Exactly so. Sarah, that is going to
be our own house. It is your wedding
present. And she lias done it, the little
fairy godmother. And she has bought
Dr. Burns' practice, and that is mine,
and I enter on the good-will next week,
and we go into that house, you and I'
Sarah, the week after. Do you hear?"
"Do you hear, Sarah?" eclioed Miss
Dehone.
"Oh, it can't be true," said Sarah,
with white lips, and seeming ready to
fall on her knees.
" It is true," said Miss Dehone. " And
now I suppose you'll let me go, young
man?"
" Not," said he, " till you promise to
come with Sarah. We shall need the
fairy godmother at our hearth there
they've got another here" nnd if youM
believe it, he looked at me. " Not till
then." said he.- -
"Very well, tfwff," said sin?." "Any
thing for peace. But if you believe for
a moment," said site, adjusting her cap,
after he had dropped her into lier chair,
" that I had any other intention you are
mistaken. Leave my Sarah to the mer
cies of a man, indeed ! Sarah, I'm deter
mined you shall lave everything I
idn't. And I've ordered you an ivorv-
tinted satin and orange blossoms and
veil." And all of a sudden the little
reaturo burst into tears, and we weve
ill sobhinxand laughing round her. and
when she at last emerged from the
lampness and disorder, " Dear me!" she
'aid, "I should think I was the bride.
ifterall!" Harper's Baza''.
History of a Singular Murder.
The escape of Wm. D. Kingin trom the
State prison, and his voluntary return,
says the Grand Rapids (Mich.) Eayle,
will recall to manv in the county one of
the most singular tragedies ever enacted
in this part ot the Mate. Kingin and
Barber were neighbors, and on perfectly
friendly terms with each other. Kingin
was a man highly respected, and when
the news of his crime spread through the
community the feeling of horror at the
deec was fully rivaled by the utter
astonishment that he should kill a man.
Barber was town treasurer, and had held
that office for several terms, which
shows the estimation in wiiich he was
held. They started together earlv one
morning from Barber's house in Algoma,
in this county, to come to Grand Rapids.
Barber's chief errand was to pay to the
county treasurer some moneys that lie
.,ad collected. Kingin had an ax on his
shoulder. As he told the story after he
was convicted, at the time of receiving
his sentence, no thought of committing
such a bloody deed had previously en
tered ins mind. Eutthe tr.ought sud
denly occurred to him, as they were
walking along a lonely piece of rosd,
how easily he might knock Barber down
with tiie ax and get possession of the
money. Kingin dropped a little behind
and struck Barber with the ax. A sin
gle blow accomplished the terrible deed,
crushing through the skull of his vic
tim, kincin threw the ax to one side,
and pursued his journey until overtaken
by some neighbors, who had discovered
the dead body of Barber. He went back
with some one to the fatal spot. There
was a little snow on the ground, the
tracks were traceable, the ax was found.
and the proofs were so conclusive that
the conviction of Kingin was easy at the
trial. He has been in State prison up
ward oi twenty years.
Seared Oat of Her Head.
A curious case of complete alooecv is
reported in a French medical paper. A
girl aged seventeen, who had alwavs en
joyed good health, had one day a narrow
escape irom being crushed by a floor
giving way beneath her. She was very
much frightened, and the same night
began to complain of headache and
chills. The next morning she felt rest
less and had irritation of the scalp. Dur
ing the following days she steadily im
proved, with the exception of the irrita
tion. One day in combing her hair she
noticed that it cawe out in great quan
tities. Five days later she had lost all
nernatr. uer general Health was jgood
x no . patient remaineu o.ua, and was
still so when seen two years later by the
reporter.
A search of the juveniles who are on
the street, -touths from twelve to eigh.
teen years of age, would reveal the fact
that two-thirds of them carrv nisrnls
At any base-ball gathering a majority of
mo uii ii ana Duyn in aiuiiuianee have pis
tols, dirks or other weapons. Chicago
CATCHING LADY SMUGGLERS.
How U Business Is BIanaed on the Can
dlnn Border A tMfty Detective's Ex
perlence with the Weaker Bex Women
the nattiest and Most Ingenious SmnK
(tiers Some of the Devices they Resort
to.
Going to and fro on the regular ferry
boats and observing the ladies who
crowd the upper decks, one is astonished
at the clumsiness ot feminine fashions
the prevalence of ultra large hoops, the
ungraceful drapery of shawls and the
bulkiness of the tournure in contradis
tinction to the sheath-like slimness ot
apparel which has so long been the pre
vailing style. It is noticeable, too, that
these very respectable ladies are of all
ages, single and married, some very
handsome, others quite ordinary in ap
pearance. They seem to shun observ
ance, and sit in remote corners. They
have, too, a flushed, disheveled look, as
if they might be refugees from the fever
district. Sometimes they are shadowed
by a plain respectable looking woman,
past he boundary of youth, who seems
to take a deep interest in them. Each
restless matron or maiden passes under
her surveillance, though unaware of the
fact, until ,the landing is reached, and a
sudden tap upon the shoulder is followed
by a low-spoken "Come with me," as in
exorable a command as the edict of fate.
Who are the much be-clothed victims?
They are one and all smugglers ; excel
lent people, belonging to the best Cana
dian or American families, but as intent
on defrauding the government out of its
tariff as if the object were the most mer
itorious in the world. Women are na
tural smugglers. They enjoy the perils
as well as the profits of outwitting a
government detective. There is a smack
of outlawry about the business that is
delightfully romantic, and not the least
bit wicked so the dear creatures argue.
The woman who confronts them with the
fact that they have smuggled goods about
them is a government detective, several
of whom are employed to watch the
ladies and compel them " to render unto
Cresar that whicli is Cassar's." A repre
sentative of the Free Press had a recent
opportunity of a moments'chat with Miss
Harriet Thompson, the new employee
of the Canadian government, who is
only interested in goods passing from
Detroit to Windsor.
" Have you been long in this business.
Miss Thompson?" was asked by way of
prelude.
"About two months only; it was en
tirely new to me, but I think I under
stand it thoroughly now."
" About how many do you nveraee on
your daily tripsP"
"I do not make daily trips some
times I am at Chatham or at Sarina, and
1 have an olhce where Indies are
searched. It is my business to assist
them to disrobe gently, if they will, but
forcibly if they resist. It is not a
flcasant business, I can assure you, but
have my duty to perform. Some of
the ladies are vdry nice. Tho younger
ones will cry and wring their iiands, and
sometimes faint; they hate to give up
the goods and are so ashamed at being
caught."
" Where you find smuggled coods. do
you keep them?"
".No, we compel the smugglers, it we
an. to tell what thev paid for them.
They can then keep the goods by paying
us what they originally cost. We ap
praise them ourselves if" they give false
prices. Sometimes the Detroit firms
nake out bills of lower value, or furnish
the parties with bill heads, which they
nil up to suit themselves. These we es
timate at our own figures and release the
parties on payment."
"What class ot coods do the smug
glers give the largest preference to?"
"White and gray cottons, lieavv
olored drillings, fancy knitted goods
and that class. The duty on such is
about twenty-five per cent. The goods
are bulky and hard to handle ; that is
ly they are so easily detected. The
adies pin whole pieces of cotton about
them, sometimes folded in their shawls
or disposed about their skirts, and it
makes their movements very awkward.
l brought one young lady in here the
other day who wore a verv lanro bustle.
composed entirely of American laces.
fche cried and pleaded, but had to pay us
tho value of the whole lot."
" How is it about the Canada side
do the Detroit ladies smuggled from
hereP"
" Oh! I have nothing to do with that:
t is for your government to attend to
that. But our goods are principally
laces, kid gloves.l-ibbons and small arti
cles that are easily secreted. A lady
can wear a pair of kid gloves, and carry
anew umbrella in her hand, and swathe
herseii in laces, and no one will be the
wiser. 1 he irench women are said to
be expert in carrying plaited straw
across without detection. I could tell
you some funny stories of shrinkage in
dry goods of ladies who come in iiere
plump and who went awav verv much
attenuated. One stout lady inventoried
one piece of white cotton, four pairs of
embroidered hose, several yards of black
cashmere, one dozen pocket handker
chiefs and a pair of children s shoes, bo-
sides linings, buttons and trimmings.
bhe was nearly dead with the weight of
the things, but when we took her into the
ollice she cave us a sight of trouble. I
was obliged to take the things almost
by main force, until she saw there vas
no help for it, and it cost her pretty
severely in tne end.
" Will they not recognize you as being
in the employ ol tne government 11 you
irequem uie noatsr"
'.No: they never see me watching
them; besides, there is nothing about
me to attract attention. I am not in
uuiform, nor do I ever seem to be watch
ins them.
"llow It is about the male passengers?
Do thev never smuggle?"
..--. ... . . .
I es ; but the custom-house ofhcials
can be much more peremptory witli
them. They are not in my line ; it is
only the ladies I am commissioned to
watch."
" Is the Fituation lucrative?"
11 pavs verv well. 1 have a regu
lar salary and a commission on all
revenue derived from mv work. It is
an ungracious business, but perfectly re
spectable. If ladies are surprised to see
a woman fill such an office, it surprises
me as mucu to nnd inem engaged In
smuggling and breaking the laws of the
country. Detroit Free Press.
A dreadful story is reported from
France. A young sportsman went shoot
ing. In a wood he met a charming young
girl, the daughter of a neighboring
farmer. Falling into conversation with
her he set his gun up against a tree, and
sat down himself on a knoll with the
fair enchantress. The girl's father going
by that way saw the loving couple, crept
tin aott.lv t.hvmio-h iVia wfrA KohinH iow.
seized the lover's gun and disappeared
Willi U
An Insurance Mnrder.
In December last J..W. Hillman, of
Lawrence, Kansas, Insured his life for
25,000 in the following companies:
Connecticut Mutual Life, $5,000;
Mutual Life, of New York, $10,0iM;
New York Life, $10,0! 0, the premiums
amounting semi-annually to about $313.
One day in the following February he
met Major Wiseman, the special agent
of the Mutual Life, who had taken his
application in December, and asked hiin
many pertinent questions, which roused
the major's suspicions that Hillman was
contemplated something " crooked."
The special agent at once began taking
notes as to the more precise and positive
identification ot Hillman should he in
the future turn up dead. In the major's
survey of Hillman. he noticed a tooth
out in his upper left jaw. Soon after
ward it was published that Hillman was
accidentally shot and killed by his former
business partner, J. II. Brown, an t the
body buried at Medicine Lodge. Wise
man instantly suspected ' something
wrong, and accompanied by his lawyer
and Agent Tillinghast, of the New York
Life, arrived at Medicino Lodge on
March 31st, fourteen days after the al
leged accidental shooting. Wiseman
insisted on exhuming the body, and did
not recognize it as Ilillman's. The up
per jaw tooth was not missing. He said
nothing then of his conclusions, but had
the body taken to St. Lawrence, to give
the widow an opportunity, he said, to
erect a monument to it at her home, out
of the insurance money. There he re-
forted his belief to the coroner, who
leld an inquest, and after six days' care
ful investigation, the corpse being
viewed by many who knew Hillmat,
the verdict was that the corpse was a
person unknown to the jury, and, in the
opinion of the jury, it was the corpse of
some man who came to his death in a
felonious manner at the hands of J. II.
Brown.
Beforo the jury rendered their verdict
Brown was sworn, and detailed minute
ly the journey he took with Hillman
from Wichita to the sjjot where the
alleged shooting occurred ; how it was
done, and that it was Hillman who was
shot by him. Mrs. Hillman swore that
the corpse she saw was that of her hus
band ; that she recognized it by the gen
eral appearance, and not by any special
mark. Other witnesses of high stand
ing swore that the corpse was not that
of Hillman. Among these was Hill
man's sister, Mrs. McCoy. Brown
escaped immediately after the verdict,
fearinn arrest. Wiseman returned to
Wichita, and found a number of per
sons who knew Hillman. J. he major
as armed with photographs of Hill
man, isrown and the dead man. The
dead man's photograph wns immediate
ly recognized ns that ot one J-rank
icholns, who about the first of Marcli
was offered $20 a month and found, by
Hillman and Brown, to herd cattle for
them. Ho promised to write to his
friends, but they had never heard from
lira. Hillman and Brown left Wichita
at three v. m., March 5, and went South
nstend of West a different route from
that described bv Brown at the inquest
and met Wellington, ns previously
greed on. The shooting took place
urteen miles north of Medicine Lodge,
nnd one hundred miles southwest of
Wichita. Under nn assumed name
Brown was not long since heard of at
Iluiby, Mo., nnd was reported to be
negotiating, through his father nnd
brother, lor immunity from punishment,
irovKlecl he would divulge the whole
job. An attempt to enpturo him failed,
and pretty reliable reports have it that
lie has joined Hillman in the East. He
sent word from Missouri that lie himself
id not do the killing, as he claimed in
is testimony before the coroner's jury :
and that, if assured protection, he would
turn State s evidence. Hillman is be
lieved certainly to bo alive, and the in
surance companies have not paid a cent
to Mrs. llillmnn, who is not pressing
them by lawsuit.
Curing Hydrophobia by Force of Will.
It will not do to say that hydrophobia
is always a disease of tiie imagination;
but that it is sometimes such, and that
it may bo controlled and cured by the m-
fl--icnce of the mind over the body, would
appear to be proved by the following in
teresting cose related in a recent article
in the Cornhill Magazine :
Andrew Crosse, the electrician, had
been bitten severely by a cat, which on
tho same day died from hydrophobia.
lie seems resolutely to have dismissed
from his mind the fears which must
naturally have been suggested by these
circumstances. Had lie yielded to them,
as most men would, he might not im
probably have succumbed within a few
days or weeks to an attack of mind
created hydrophobia so to describe the
fatal ailment which ere now has been
known to kill persons who had been bit
ten by animals penectiy tree irom rabies.
Three months passed, during which
Crosse enjoyed his usual health. At the
end of that time, however, ne leit one
morning a severe pain in his arm, accom
panied oy great thirst. He called for
water, but "at the instant." he says
' that I was about to raise ttie tumbler
to mv lips a strong spasm shot across my
throat; immediately the terrible convic
tion came to my mind that I was about
to fall a victim to hydrophobia, the con
sequence of the bite I had received from
the cat. The agony ot mind I endured
for one hour is indescribable: the con
templation of such a horrible death
death from hydrophobia was almost in
supportable The pain, which hadfirst
commenced in my hand, passed up to the
elbow, and irom thence to the shoulder,
threatening to extend. I felt all human
aid was useless, and I believed that
must die. At length I began to reflect
on my condition. I said to myself.
Either I shall die. or I shall not: if I
do, it will only be a fate which many
have Buttered, and many more must suf-
ier.and I must bear it like a man : if.on the
other hand, there is any hope of mv life
my only chance is in summoning my ut
most resolution, dciying tne attacK, and
exerting every effort of mv mind.' Ac
cordingly, feeling that physical as well
as mental exertion was necessary, I took
my gun, shouldered it, and went out for
the purpose of shooting, my arm aching
me Willie niLOieittuiy. x uieii wiiu do
snort, but I walked tne whole afternoon,
exerting at every step I went a strong
mental euort against uie uisease. w lien
I returned to the house 1 was decidadly
better; 1 was able to eat some dinner,
and drank water as usual. The next
morning the aching pain had gone dow
to mv elbow, the following it went dow
to the wrist, nnd the third day it leit me
altogether. I mentioned the circum
stance to Dr. Kinglake, and he said he
certain'y considered I had had an attacs:
of hydrophobia, which would possibly
have proved latai naa i not stru
against it by a strong effort of min
A Rhyme of the Time.
Miss Pallas Eudora Von Blurky
She didn't know chickon Irom turkey i
Iligli Spanish nnd Greek she oould fluent
spenk,
But lier knowledge of poultry -was murky.
She could tell the great nncle of Moses,
And the dates of the wars ot the Rosos,
And the reason of things why tho Indians
wore rings
In their rod, aboriginal noses!
Why Shnkespenro was wrong in his grammar,
And the meaning of Emerson's " Brahma."
And she went chipping rocks with a little
black box
And a small geological hammer.
She had views on co education
And the principal needs ot the nat ion,
And her glasses were blue and the number
she knew
01 the stars in each high constellation,
And she wrote iu a handwriting clorky,
And she talked with an emphasis jerky,
And sh 5 painted on tiles in the swootest oi
styles;
Dot she didn't know chicken from turkey!
JVellie (i. Cone.
ITEMS OF INTEREST.
Petroleum in extensive quantities has
been discovered in Peru.
The value of this year's cotton crop is
placed as high as $300,000,000.
When the stove is put uo in the narlor
look out for sparks. Toronto Graphic.
American corned beef is superseding
all other kinds in the markets of Ger
many. Women are archers bv nature. The
bent of their inclination is to bend beaux.
New York Mait.
The entire population of Paris, whether
oatmg or permanent, is counted offi
cially every month.
It is proposed to erect a statuo to Lnv-
fayette in Druid Hall Paik, Baltimore,
at a cost of $12,000.
The cotton factors of New Orleans be
lieve there will be 250.000 more bales re-
ceived there this season than last.
A Fraud in Silks." is the stnrtlino-
head line in an exchange. Ah! Went
nek on you, did 8110? liockland Courier.
Anybody is apt to be mistaken, but a
boy never but once attempts to pat a
nort norncd duu on the head. Jscw
ryrk, Express.
Louisiana's temperance alliance give
the amount of liquor drank in the State
t $42,000,000 yearly, or $8,000,000 more
than the value of the combined cotton,
sugar and rice crops.
A Canadian girl carried a twentv-foot
ladder one hundred yards, placed it
again t a burning house, climbed up
nd well she aid not put out thnt fire.
he tell bade on a man and nearly killed
lm.
The sumjreceived by Rowell ,the win
ner ot ttie pedestrian match in jew
York, enualled $5.90 for every "lap"
around the track a lap being equivalent
to one-eight ot a mile, lie made about
3 every minute ot ins walk.
Wm. Hazlett. of Portland, Oregon, in
the shadow of fatal illness concluded to
shorten the fight over his estate some
what by burning $22,000 in greenbacks.
Ho soon began to mend, however, and
is now as mad as ho can be to think he
got well.
Now, thro the woodland collonadeB
The withered bannerets ot June
Float downward to the lowly blades
I hat sigh the summer's parting boon ;
From many a lowly meadow nook
Tlio thiBtle floats its snowy flukes,
And cometh to the tnithtul cook
A growing hint of buckwheat cakes.
Yonkert Gazette.
Tho London Times prints some statis
tics relating to the population of the
United States, which "exhibit a picture
f progress that cannot tail to gladden
he patriotic hearts of sanguine citizens
of the North American republic." "Tho
itizens of the United Mates," it adds,
will doubtless have ample reason to
congratulate each other as tho figures of
each succeeding census are made public.
They are certain to become as numerous
as tho most exacting among them might
desire. We witness their pi ogress with
satisfaction. As they widen the circle
of their nationality they at the same time
enlarge tho bounds of our common race
and of our mother tongue." The popu
lation in the United States in 1870 was
38,555,983. Seventy years beforo it was
about 5,308,000.
Savages and Regular Armies.
The experiences of the United States
forces in the far West and of the French
armies in Algeria are shared by the
British in South Africa and Afghanis
tan and by tho Russians in Turkistan.
A well drilled tribe of hardy fighters,
with a chief having military skill, can
nearly always teach a regular army that
they are not to bedispised. What Abdel
Kader was to the trench and Sitting
Bull to the United States, Cetewayo has
been to the British. The defeat of Lord
Chelmsford was almost the counterpart
of the defeat of Gen. Custer. Tho de
feat of tho Russians by the Tcke Turco
mans was probably duo to tiie same
cause the natural contempt of a regu
lar soldier for an irregular, savage loe.
Yet these Teke Turcomans are by no
means to be despised, lhey are brave
to a fault, they are the best horsemen in
the world, and they have kept up their
fighting qualities since the days of Tam
erlane "and Genghis Khan, when they
overran half of the Eastern continent.
Baltimore Sun.
What a Single Beau Can Produce.
The history of a single bean, acci-
dentallv nliint.ed in a garden at South-
bridge, Mass., is traced by a newspaper
correspondent, wuo ngurea out its pro
duce for threo years. The bean was
planted in a rich, loamy soil, and when
gathered in the autumn its yield, as
counted, " was i.oia penecuy developed
beans from a single stalk. Now, if a
single bean produces 1,515 beans, and
each bean produces 1,515 more, the sum
total (if the second year's product would
be 2,205,225, equal to 1,195 pounds, 597
quarts, or 2,390 army rations, equal to
eighteen and five-eighths bushels. This
would be the product of the second year.
Now, if we plant this product and the
yield is the same, we have a product of
5,268,053,800,625 beans, equal to 1,371,
8'M1 tons, or 42,871,572 bushels, or 548,.
756,068 soldiers' rations. This third
planting would give the steamship
Great Eastern ninety-two full freights."
Few beans, however, start so well as
this one did.
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