XT !- i.-i ..U ., - J VOL. XV. NEW BLOOMFIELD, 3?., TUESDAY, AUGUBT30, 1881. NO. 35. Trtl nHffl ?0 f IW H III' Hi mX&QC&0- THE TIMES. Au Independent Family Newspaper, IB rUBUSnlDHVBRY TUB8DAT BI F. MORTIMER & 00. TEH MS I INVARIABLY IN ADVANCE. 1 1.50 PER TEAR, POSTAGE I It EE. 80 CTS. II)H 6 MONTHS. To subscribers residing In this couwtt, where we have no postuRe to pav. a dlscouHt of 25 cents from the above terms will be made II payment Is made In advance. Advertising rates furnished upon appllca tion. 3eledt VoQtfy. HIDING FROM PAPA. Papa's lost his baby ! Bearches everywhere, Under chairs and tables With the greatest care ! Pulls aside the cnrtaln, Peeps behind the door ! Never sees the little heap Curled up on the floor ; Never hears that whisper, Mamma don't you tell !" Nor the little laughter, Muffled, like a bell ! . Off he scraropers wildly, Hunting here and there, Overturning everything With the greatest care. Canary had a visit, Bitting on his perch t Mamma's apron pocket Suffers by the search. 41 Now I am so tired i Elephant at play That I must take a rest I minute by the way ; I'll lay my weary head On this little rug." Under mamma's towel Lay her darling snug ! Then the merry scrambling Papa laughed to see 1 " And you didn't fink, now, That It could be me !" An Exciting Ride, i , JN 'G7 Jake Pool, was staging the route from Gallatin to Helena, In Monta na, driving a four- horse coach in Bum mer, and a "jerky" in winter, seventy miles a day through the wildest region, and over one of the most dangerous routes in the United States. The coun try through which this trail ran for it was little less than a trail was totally uninhabited, but for the three stage sta tions, where horses were changed and which were dugouts, or log huts, twenty miles apart. The Indians, although generally friendly, were liable to become enemies at a moment's warning ; road agents and out-laws were thicker upon the Gallatin route than any other north of the Union Pacific railroad, and the route itself ran through precipices, as though originally laid out by mountain sheep. Notwithstanding all this, Jake was a successful driver, and made better time, and lost fewer mails and express safes, and ran his coach at a smaller ex pense to the company, than any other man in their employ. But when mis fortune did overtake him, it was no light band that the genius of evil laid upon him, which the following adven ture proves : One muggy morning, in early May, as Jake hauled up iu front of the stage office, and prepared to receive 'malls, express and messenger, and passen gers, if any there should be for Helena, the Wei Is-Fargo agent called to him from within. Throwing the reins over the foot brake, Pool descend ed from his perch and entered the of fice. " The agent shut the door behind him; then drawing near he said, In a half whisper: " There's fifteen thousaud in curren rency in the safe, to take over to-day." "All right!" responded Jake. "I've carried more before now, and carried It safely." " But," said the agent, drawing still nearer, "Dick's sick, and there's no messenger." " Ah 1" said the driver, meditatively ; kheu, touching the revolver which hung at 10s belt: "I'll be messenger and coachman both then." "But," still continued tho other, " there's one thing more," and he lean ed forward so that his lips touched his companion's ear. "Copper Tom and his pal, old Jim, are on the road. A man from Cross Trees was robbed by them laat night." Pool whistled long and low, and his hand fell from his pistol-butt. " Copper Tom," was the worst road-agent in Mon tana a desperado, with both courage and brains. "Don't send the rags." "I mustl" said the expressmau, anxiously. " The order is peremptory ; the money must go to-day, messenger or no messenger. Now, will you take It and carry It through V" Jake laughed. " I'll take It ; that's part of my busi ness. Throw the safe under the seat and give me your pistol I may need two." And he took the other's revolver from the desk where It lay and thrust It into his boot-top. " As to the carrying it throughf that's another matter, with those fellows to stop it. But I'll prom ise you this if I go through, the safe safe shall 1" The agent grasped his hand and shook It warmly. The door was thrown open, the driver mounted his seat, the iron box was stowed beneath his feet, the single passenger (an old woman, to be left at the first station) got in, the whip crack, ed, the horses plunged, the coach lurch ed heavily forward, and, amid a shower of mud, disappeared down the steep mountain road. Although It was May, the morning was cold, and it was not until the sun had climbed well up the eastern sky that the chill thawed out of the air, and by that hour Pool was more than twenty miles upon his journey, with fresh horses in their traces, and an empty coach behind htm. He began to brighten with the sun. "After I get through the Devil's Pass," said he to himself, " Copper Tom or any other man may whistle for me, for from that to Dickson's is as hand some a road as ever a horse struck foot upon, and whoever tries to stop me there, unless he shoots first, will o under the leaders' feet. I intend to make that Beven miles in just twenty eight minutes without brakes I" And he gathered his reins with a firm er hand, as if already whirling at that mad pace down the mountain side. Let's see," be continued, "If noth ing goes wrong and the road's all right, I ought to make my last change by five o'clock aud reach the pass before bIx. It will then be broad daylight, so I can rattle right along, and then, after the spin down the 'causeway,' I'll strike Dickson's before seven, certain. Beyond that the road 1b too open and too much traveled into Helena to be dangerous. By Jovel be concluded, his heart warm ing as he struck his heel against the safe beneath the seat, " I don't see where the agents can stop me, unless Good heavens I what if they try it in the very Pass itself V I had not thought of that!" The man was silent for a momect.and his face grave ; then, brightening, he shook his reins, loosened his revolvers in boot and belt, and, with a sigh con cluded his soliloquy with the remark : " Well, If they should meet me in the Pass, 'twill be about an even thing. If they miss their first shot, I'll run 'em down, drive 'em into the canyon, or drop 'em with my pistols. If they don't miss, why then the swag's theirs I" It was now high noon, and soon sta tion two was reached, where horses were again changed, and where Pool dined upon jerked bear-meat, hot bread and black coffee. Strong food but none too strong for the long ride yet before him. As he mounted the box and prepared to depart, the keeper of the station slip ped from his dug-out and drew near. "Ther's an old pard down the road a piece, '11 want a ride. He war here 'bout two hours ago. He'll bear watch in'." And the rough frontiersman touched the pistol-butt which protruded from his open shirt front to emphasise his warn ing. Jake nodded. " Thanks Tom 1 I'll keep my eyes open. So-long! The fresh steeds in harness sprang strongly forward, aud the empty coach whirled away. "It's old Jim, sure!" half whispered Pool to himself, as his trained eyes searched the wlndiug road before him. " The old devil wants to ride so that he'll be on hand when Copper turns up in the Pass. I see It all." The teeth closed with a snap. "Good 1" lie continued, a moment later. " ite shall ride." Some five. miles, were passed, when, in the shadow of a great pine that grew near the trail, Jake espied his prospec tive passenger, prone upon the ground, at the foot of the tree, apparently rest ing. As the rattling coach grew near, the ni tin bestirred himself and slowly rose. " Hullo, driver ! Kin you favor an old beggar with a lift? I'm played, fer I'm too old to tramp as used to, an' too poor to pay for a ride. Kin you give uieouer"' He stepped forward as he spoke. Poor he was if tattered garmeuts beto keu poverty, for his clothiug was but a single patched rag from head to foot. Old he surely was, for the withered skin aud scanty gray locks, the claw like bauds aud sunken eyes, could not be well disguised. . Half iu scorn and half In pity, yet with a brain awake to his danger, Jake drew rein and replied to his petitioner: " Yes ! be lively and climb up here. I'm behiud time now. Where do you go?" The old man answered, as he struggled to a seat at the driver's side : " Dickson's." A touch of the whip and the horses were again on a quick trot. Pool eyed his companion as he rode onward, and almost unconsclouly dropped his hand to his boot-top and loosened the revolver carried there. " Cold day for May !" said the new comer, shivering. "This yer wind's sharp, too." " Yes," responded the other, mental ly wondering where about his ragged clothes the scoundrel at his side had concealed his weapons, "it is cold. But you may find it warmer in the Pass." " Sure 1" said the old man leering in Jake's face. " Sure !" responded that worthy, his blood chilllug with the covert hint in the word ; and he urged his horses to yet greater speed. The grade was sharply descending now aud the road rocky and rough. A mile Liore and the Pass would be reach ed. The coach fairly swayed under its rapid jiotlon. Old Jim was forced to cling to the seat with both hands In order to avoid being hurled to the ground. This was as Pool desired, and he smiled grimly as he noticed the other's action. " Yer a-drlvln'-purty-fast !" scream ed the gray-hatred desperado, the words fairly jerked from him as the couch sprang forward, rocking from side to side. " Ye'll hev to hold up at the Pass I reckon I" Jake Bet his teeth. The granite walls of the Pass were now just before them, and the roadway, descending and steep, ran into the shad ow of the coming night and the gloom of the grave-like opening a narrow path, but little wider than coach itself. The roar of the angry river fur below knelled a never-ending warning as it ran, ragged aud torn, among the jagged rocks, and the death-like mist that crept upward was damp and chill. "Iwon'thold up!" and, with these words the driver struck his horses sharp ly, aud, snorting, they sprang forward into the Devil's Pass. At the same instant, half way through the terrible gorge, standing motionless iu the centre of the roadway, a beetling wall of rock upon the one hand, a chasm of unknown depth upou the other, was seen a mac ! Copper Tom was awaiting his quarry ! The old mau at Pool's side uttered a cry, and loosening his grasp of the seat with one hand, he would have thrust it into his breast; but the other leanod sud denly toward him, and pressing a re volver muzzle against his forehead, whispered, hoarsely: "Down with yer hands! If ye stir ag'in I'll kill ye ! I know ye, old Jim, an' ye can't catch Jake Pool nor his load this time ! Down with yer hands 1" The shuddering rascal's hand fell at his side ; his face grew ashen-hued, and his eyes stared before him. They were rapidly approaching Copper Tom. For an instant as they drew near, that worthy stood facing them ; through the fading light he saw the position of his pal, upon which he depended he saw the stern, set face of the driver he saw the furious horses plunging down upon him and with a terror stricken cry he turn ed and fled ! Could he but reach the lower end of the causeway he might escape could he but tlnd a single spot to .turn aalde he would be safe; but it was not to be. Nearer and nearer thundered the Iron shod hoofs behind him, narrower and still narrower grew the fatal road, until there rang a sudden horrible, despairing cry, mingled with the frightened snort of the horses, a dark something bent down before th plunging steeds, rolled an Instant before their grinding feet,and then, spurned by the flying wheels, was hurled, an undlstlnguisbable mass into the canyon beneath, and the coach sped on ! Half an hour later, Jake Pool pulled into tbecorral at Dickson's ranch, and tumbling a half-fainting man from the neat at his side into the arms of the as tonished hostlers be said : " Bind that man and give him to the sheriff" It's old Jim, the road agent! His pard's in the gulf in the Pass, this one ought to stretch hemp when the officers get him, and I've driven my last run from Gallatin 1 There's too much risk about the business for ne !" And Jake kept his word. He no longer coaches it, but now keeps a public house in Helena itself, where, he not long since, at his own snug fireside, told me this thrilling tale. A Strange Steal. PARTICULARS have now been re ceived from Melbourne, Australia, by mall, about the unprecedented fraud telegraphed at the lime and concocted by some conspirators who chartered the English steamer " Ferret," of 348 tons, belonging to the " Highland Railway Co." In October last there turned up at Glasgow an individual calling himself Walker and pretending to be the attor ney of a certain Smith, who, he stated wished to charter the steamer for a six months' pleasure trip for the restoration of Smith's sick wife, who was to ac company her husband. The references being acceptable, the steamer was char tered to Walker and Smith, who fitted her out In the best of style with good provisions, wines, &., laying in a three months' bill for 1,400, which of course remained unpaid. From the Clyde the "Ferret" left for Cardiff and took a car go of coal, again paid for In the shape of a three months' bill, and after being joined by Smith and his wife they steam ed out with a clearance for Marseilles, passed the Straits of Gibraltar during the day so as to be duly reported, pro ceeding some distance into the Mediter ranean and showing the vessel's num. ber. At night fall the steamer's course was reversed, and she steamed back to wards the Atlantic, when a few articles bearing the name of " Ferret" were thrown overboard to create the impres sion that she had been lost. These strange proceedings were explained to the crew as well as could be done. On November 1st, after the vessel's name had been changed from that of " Fer ret" to that of " Benton" and it had leaked out that Smith's real name was Henderson, they arrived at Cape Verd, and a couple of days later left for Santos, where she obtained a charter for Mar seilles aud received a cargo of coffee. As soon as the steamer was a suitable distance from the shore the name "Ben ton" was changed to " India," and she steered for the Cape of Good Hope, ar riving at Cape Town on January 9, where the coffee was sold for 14,000. Walker and Henderson then took the steamer to Mauritius, where she was docked and overhauled, paying again in drafts on London, and on April 0 she finally reached Melbourne. The dis appearance of the "Ferret" having called the attention of the owners and underwriters, the description of the craft was telegraphed all over the world, and on the "India" entering Phillips Bay on April SO, her appearance became suspicious to a harbor policeman at Queenscliff. He at once communicated his suspicions to the Collector at Mel bourne, who found no "India" of this size on Ae ships' registers. On April 27, it was therefor resolved to issue an attachment against the craft. After scraping off the name of "India," "Fer ret" plainly showed beneath, and In various quarters similar discoveries were made ou articles belonging to the ship; in the Journal, between two sheets, an advance note with the name " Fer ret" was also found. , Captain Walker, Henderson and wife, as well as the entire crew, were arrested, and the latter then made a clean breast of It. Everything had been prepared and a ship's journal commenced to bap tize the vessel " Raven" ; a telegraph key for communicating per cable with accomplices in London, blanks for ship's papers from a variety of ports, and a ship's register in which all persons on board appeared with new names. A tin bbx was found with COO sovrelgns in it, 90 In Brazilian paper money, and 8,000 In good bills on the Standard. Bank, London, balance of the coffee proceeds for which the confederates had only received 2,800 cash at the Cape, the balance being in bills. The main point to be arrived at now is to find out whether Walker and his associates are the only scamps in this matter,or wheth er they are part and parcel of a band of robbers in England. The Melbourne police is of the latter opinion. Smith, alias Henderson, It is discovered, was negotiating at Melbourne for the sale of the steamer ; he refused an offer of 8, 500, insisting on 10,000. But for the vigilance of the Phillips Bay police of ficer they might have succeeded possi bly in Belling the steamer then and there, atod decamped with the whole proceeds for parts unknown. The most remarkable thing in the whole affair is the facility with which they were able to negotiate acceptances and bills at the various halting pluces. It is one of the boldest frauds ever perpetrated. Souffls for a Bride ALTHOUGH far advanced in civili zation', Arkansas has still her ad ventures and romances. Just three miles southeast of Charleston, says the Vin dicator, lives Maynard Gilleam, the father of a buxom 22-year-old lass. Like all other maidens, Mary for that was her name had a beau. 'His name was Charlie Charlie Stover, a roman tlo name and the twain wished to be come one. Mary's mother, however, objected, and upon hearing such doleful news the poor girl was " all broke up." Her lover would not be daunted, and by dint of cunning he arranged a plot for her escape, to which she gladly con. sented. He secured his accomplices, and after getting near the house all ap proached quietly and cautiously to allay suspicion. Mary was on the qui vive. The signal was given, she left stealthily moved toward them, and as she was be ing securely seated behind, on the princely steed of ber knight, the wicked left eye of the old lady spied something not altogether healthy. Running out heaping anathemas upon the heads of the young men, she excitedly made a grab at her daughter, who powerfully resisted. In the scuffle Mary was di vested of her clothing. One of Charlie's friends, Mach Brocker, had the pre sence of mind to throw a riding skirt over her, and in his effort to hurry her off the mother assailed him and tore from his back a brand-new coat. In the' meantime Stover and the girl's brother bad a "set-to," in which the former got a severe cut in the face with a rock. The stronger eventually became victors and bore off the prize. On their way to Greenwood they stopped at the house of the girl's cousin, where she soon made up an Impromptu trousseau, shortly after which she became Mrs. Stover, in the presence of a few interest ed friends. The next day the parents came to town and reported the case. The trial was set for 10 o'clock Wednes day. The witnesses put In no appear ance, and for want of evidence the par ties were dismissed and peacefully start ed for home, and are now awaiting the forgiveness of the old folks to complete, their happiness. (QrTaks the good with the evil, for ye are all the pensioners of God, and none may choose or refuse the cup his wisdom, mixeth.
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