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POETRY.

BENXY. I had told h!m Chrl-tmfU tnoruln?. As he t VMS my knee. Holding f his little stocking, taSM ti full a.- full could 1, Aud tientio Itaimiag lo nit. With h face dfmure and mild. That old Santa Claus, who flild ihm. Did uot lore a naughty child. ' Bnt we'll he ?ood. won't w. mother And from off mj lap he Mid, l;jrghig deep among the goodies In bi crimion plorkinjr hid; While I turned me to my table. Where a tempting goblet (tood. Brirnminif high with dainty esfg-uog, Sent me by a neighbor good. Bnt the kitten, there before mc With her white paw nothing loth. Sat. tey way of entertainment. Lapuiag off tf1? hining froth. And not the fsstlsal humor At the lom of such a trt at, 1 confer 1 rather rudely Thrust him out into the ftreet. Th"n how hn'l bine ey khuPed ! i t'hermir up the precious tum He had husily been pouring In his tiny pinafore. With a cvoenms took that shamed m. Sprang be from the c.tret bright. Showing by his mien indignant. All a baby's sense of right. "Come back. flwilj : caüüd hn loudly, As he held hi apron white, You shall have my candy wabbit ! " It it UM door wa fMstenovl tight; So kt -iomI abashed and silent. In the centre o Iks floor. With defeated look altema'e B.nt ou me and on the door. Tlfn a by some sadden Impulse, Quickly ran he to the SfS. And while eagerly his bright eye N;Uhedthe MM go iiigh and higher, In a brave, clear key he shouted, Like some lordly little elf. Snta Caus. con.e down d; chirr.tey. Make my modcr 1 hae SMSsU '" " I will be a eood rirl, nonny." Said I, feeling the reproof. And straightway recal.eü poor Harnrr, Itewisg on th gallery roof. Soon the uer as forpotten. Litighter cha-ed away the frown. And th. y gamboled 'nea'h the live oak Till th; SSskj night CSBM down. In my dim. fire lighted chamber EUrsej purred neneaih my chair. And my play-worn boy bside me, Knlt to i-ay hi- ereninp prayr ; Ooi 1h ss fjder (f-Hl lOOdiT, Qod Ik-ss sifter.' then a pause, And the sweet vounj lips devoutly Murmured, kM b.s Santa Caus '." Be k lit epinr hrown and -dlkou Li tne la-hes, lon and m.-ek. Like caressiug. clinging shadow, n his plump and peachy cheek. And I bead INN him weeping Th.ink.ful tears- Oh l'ndefl!d. For a w.imm's crown of glory, For the blessing of a child." MISCELLANEOUS. HOW ROBBIE KIN AWAY, AND WHAT iHE OF IT. BY MARY A. riCMrriREY. 44 TnKKE, Madge, it is finished Mrs. Carroll unc onsciously drew a long, tired breath, as she laid her work upon the rickety table, and leaned hc-r aching head on kef hand. " Done, mamma, already ! I am so glad f It was the cheeriest little voice in the world that answered. " Then 1 11 light the eoals right away, and till the kettle, for you are to have cvp of tea, you know a real cup, strong an 1 hoi The water will bp boiling beautifully by the time I COCK back from car ry in? 'home the work. And I'll stop and buy treat loaf, and we'll hare a splendid supper; won't wr, Bobolink ?" Little Hob, the three-yt ars-old baby, rlaoix-d his ehuhhv hands and broke into a gleeful shout. A bright flame leaped up : -1 . i i . , " in - ru-iy irraie, ana inrew us rosy iriow over the small figure bending before it. Whatever stray beams of warmth and hfightness wandered into the poor little room always sought out Bfadgn. as if she had been akin to them, and played lovingly about her. as the fire light did now. Aid not one was ever lost, I fancy, for she treasured them all in her little warm heart, and sent them out again into the darkness of many a lonir day, when her mother was too id to sew, anil Robbie fretted with cold and hunger. Pack a neat, home like little figure. uch deft, willing hands! It was wonderful how much they could accomplish, for Ma lire was ouly eight years old and small for her age. She wa; ready to go out now : but as Süf stood with her basket on her arm and her hand on the door latch, Robbie sprang to euch her skirt. ' Let Robbie eo too, please sister!" Madge looked down into the pleading ' babv face. "I think I might take him, mamma," she raid, thoughtfully. "It is so early yet, and Robbie can really walk quite fast almost as fast as I the darling? " You are sure y ou wouldn't lose him, M- Ige ? The streets are crowded." "Lose him? 0 no, could I? He wiil hold won't vou, Bobolink ?" mamma! How my hand tight ; So the red scarf was wound about the round shoulders, and the little outgrown hat crushed down over the b ight curls ; and. after being held at arm's length for a moment, and then snatched baek to be half nlht wd with kisses, the baby j ii i i amm i 1 "a i I was pronounced quite read v. " An' it's after takin' out the baby that ye are?" said the Irish washerwoman who lived at the end of the hall. "He careful of him, the darlin'. May the Howly If Other bless his bright eyes, and his cheeks that mind me of the roses in BSC owld father's garden. The lame tailor who lived on the second I KM at --wing in his open door, with his crutches beside him. He stopped whistling "Auld Lang Syne" when he saw Madge, and called to her in a cheerful voice. A rose-tree, a marvel of buds and blossoms, grew iu a broken pot on the dusty window-ledge. The ptor tailor had neither wife nor child, and he loved the rose-tree a if it had been human ; but snsntthlag in the little girl's face touched him so deeply that he rose quickly, swung himself ac ross the room, and, cutting oil" with his great pair of shears Übe loveliest flower of all, he put it into her hand. Madge could seareely speak forec-tacy ; and, inde.nl, he would not have let her, for he tossed a penny to Robbie, and shut the door. He could bee anything rather tl an thanks. "How kind everybody is!" thought Madge, as she helped Robbie carefully down th last of the long flight of stairs, which led from their room in the heart of the ueeroVjd, noisy tenement house, down t the street, more noisy still. A gentleman and lady were passing, jast as the two children emerged from the street door. The lady Stopped to look at Robbie. "What a lovely child!" she said. " Why, William, he would be almost as sweet as our Jamie, if he were dressed !" At first Madge colored with pleasure ; but the last words made her lip tremble. She looked down at Robbie's little frock. Which she had thought so fresh and clean ; but somehow she could see nothing now but the patches in it. Then, too. the little knot toes were stubbed through, the scarf was faded, and the hat so smtfl and worn. Lut the cloud lasted only a moment. " I'm sure nothing could make him any prettier to me than he is now," she said to li-r-eit. Kobbie was wild with delight he was so seldom in the street, poor baby ! He shouted at the horses and carriages, and the gay dresses of the ladies, and wantct to stop so often before the bright sh'p windows that Ifadge had hard work to get him along at all. Shewasquite tired out by the time they reached th baker's shop, on their way home. There were a great many customer, and the two children stood a lone time watting their turn to be serred. Robbie grew very impatient but Madge tried to hold him tight At la.-t, just as the baker's boy had given her the bread, and was changing her money, Madge felt the little fat tagen slip out of her grasp. At the same in stant two or three people crowded against hrr and larred up her way o t'iedoor. ' Robbie! Robbie!" she screamed, and fried to push herself through. " Her-, you, little girl I ' shouted the baker's boy, quite roughly, for he was in a sad hurry ; " if you want your change at all, take it now !" Madge was in despair. 8he could not go home without the money to the poor, tired mother who had toiled so hard for it;

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VOLUME XV. and the baby took such short steps, surely she could catch him in an instant. So she sprang back to snatch the change, and then rushed breathlessly out. There, qnite up the Ptreet how could he have ran So fast and far? was Robbie! little wartet signal (lying in the breeze, and the short Sen playing like drum sticks under it. Madge ran With all her strength ; but the crowd jostled her, and just before she reached the street corner, with Robbie bat a few steps ahead, she fell violently on the pavement. She picked herselfjap, regaraleas of pain; but the baby was nowhcr to he teen, She gazed wildly up and down ; ad in vain. There were so many directions, any one of which he might have taken; and oh ! the crowded crossings, Um trampling feet of the horses ! Madge sh m k from he ul to foot, and a low wail of despair forced itself up and died on her white lip. She ran aimlessly along, plying everj- one she met with piteous (pit stioas. Some shook her off with frown or a harsh word, others answered kindly cnough.Jbut nobody could help her. At last a newsboy met her, with a package of papers under his arm. " Look a here !" he said. " TTas it a mighty little chap, with linky hair and a red streamer ':" " Oh yes, yes!" gasped Madge. ''Well, he streaked it up there, I reckon4" with a jerk of his thumb in the direction of a broad staircase which opened on the street just in advance of where they were standing. Madge flashed one grateful glance, and wnt up as if on wings. There was u wide hau, with doors leading from it on each hide. She rapped at the first one. Poor Madge ! the beating of her heart was almost as loud as her knock. "Come in!" said somebody's pleasant voice; und she threw open the door. A large, airy room, with softly-tinted light streaming through the high windows; some pictures and sketches on the walls; pieces of unframed canvas, with their faces turned from curious eyes; an easel, with a half-finished painting upon it ; paint, dishes, brushes, and crayons scattered upon a table. But Madge had no eyes for all these A tall gentleman, In an arti't's blouse, held tie Utile runaway on hs knee. M ( )h, Bobolink !" sobbed Madge ; and she dropped on her knees, and buried her fu. c in the little patched frock. By and by she lifted her head, the tears still trembling on her long, dark lashes, Robbie's ion arms wreathed about her neck, and his dewy lips raining repentant kises on her ehe k. It is doubtful it any one eve n Madge's mother had ever betöre seen how wholly beautiful she was. There was the rippling brown hair, with its wonderful golden glint ; the exquisitely rounded forehead, through whose transparent skin showed the delicate tracery of violet veins ; the sensitive, perfect f utures; the fathomless dark eves, bent on her recovered treasure ; 1 1 .li i r ana, lntormmu and vitalizing all her lace. a marvelous expression of love niinuled with sorrow the childish type of that which we fancy the lace of the Madonna to have worn when the prophetic sword pierced through her soul. The pair of artist eyes that looked on caught a new inspiration. And so it happened that with the opening of the spring exhibition a picture hung upon the wall ot the Academy. It illustra.ul no grand theme, mythical or historical ; it was no marvel of skillfullyBaaaagnd .Lrhts and shades only the simple, unpretending portraiture of two children. Yet the love and truth which the artist had revealed looked from the canvas straight through all the obscurations of years and conventionalisms down to the very hearts of all who came to sei So the crowd passed by tne studied attitudes and gorgeous coloring of many another painter, to learn of this one who spoke io me nesi in everv man. ( tale day a stranger strolled from picture to picture along the corridor a lonely man, who, having left his native land in his boyhood, came back in Iiis mature age to find himself forgotten and the homeworld which he had left swallowed up in the inevitable march of years. Suddenly before the modest oanva9 he stopped as if arrested by an electric shock. Invisible fingers out of the unreturning past were pulling at his heart-strings. Rending the long grass of the sighing summer meadows, picking brown nuts through the llaminür autumn woods, his little dark-eyed bister held his hand once ImaA. IT t li ..... .. 1. .. 1 more. !ureiv u was sue tne same, un changed who smiled a good-bye through her tears so long ago. Stronger and stronger the strange fancy grew upon him. It must be her face ; no mere artist imagination could paint such another. He went away; but the picture haunted his dreams. At last, driven by an impulse not to be resisted, he sought out the oh inter in his studio, and heard the slender story, whick waa all be had to tell of his child models. "Be quiet, Robbie, darling, Mamma's head is so much worse to-day. Sit down in your little chair, and sister will tell you a story." "No, no! Robbie don't want a story ! Robbie so hungry !" Poor little Madge ! In all this long week of her mother's illness, her brave heart had not failed before. Even now she tried to smile and apeak cheerfully ; but something in her throat choked her, an l hervok died out in a great sob. There was a heavy step in the passageway. Sun body knocked at the door. "It'sMr. Eastman, forthe rent," thought Madge, and her heart gave a wild throb of terror. Robbie ran to open the door. A gentlemanstood there not Mr. Eastman who scanned her w ith eager, questioning eyes. "Are you little Madge Carroll V" he aaid. " Yes," she answered wonderingly, " I am Madge, and this is Robbie. Poor mamma is very sick." The sound of his voice aroused Mrs. Carroll from the light slumber in which she had lain. She raised herself upon her arm, and listened with an air of piteous perplexity, as if to some sound vry lar away. " Where am I ?" she murmured. " I thought it was John calling home the eowi from the sonih pasture." The stranger started and came nearer to the bed, gazing intently upon the thin, worn face, bright with the restless flush of fever. Their eyes met. Gradually the features of the sutferer took on the softer light of returning consciousness. The two hearts reached, by the omnipotence of love, over all the changes of years and fortune, and recognized their kinship. ".John!" " Margaret f That was all; and for a little while there was a happy silence, broken by no word. Net long a. terwards, around their Christmas fire, a happy household gather. The mother's cheek has gained almost the bloom and roundness of its lost youth. Around the wandering brother's heart are bound the sweet persuasions of home and love. Madge and Robbie fulfill, with each year's growth, the sweet promise of their early childhood. And from the artist's wall still smiles the picture which first brought him name and lame. He will not s 11 it; for it marks Ike date ot a warmer sympathy with the joy and sorrow of the world, and therefore a truer consecration to his art. Tw o children, who mysteriously disappeared from Manchester, N. II , 55 yean ago, have recently returned, and made claim to the property of a deceased aunt.

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ROMANCE OFJUUILWAT CABRUGE. It was a cloc and sultry afternoon towards the end of July. The Dover express was about to start from the London Bridge terminnsof the Southeastern Railway, and there was the usual bustle and clatter attendant upon such an occurrence. Amongst the Intending passengers might be seen on the platform a stout, silver-haired, cheery-looking, elderly gentleman, whose spotless broadcloth and massive gold chain (to which was attached a valuable n-peater), and, above all whose conscious air ot responsibility proclaimed the man of substance. He was, In fact, the senior partner of a wealthy and wellknown Arm of Kentish brewers, ami was taking with him to Sandwich a large sum of money, which he had come to Loudon on purpose to collect. This passenger appeared to possess that sort of amiable inquisitivencss and restlessness which i a not uncommon attribute of gentlemen who have passed the Rubicon of a certain age. His first care was to secure a copy of the latest edition of the lirnen, his next to recruit himself with a biscuit and a glass of old sherry at the refreshment bar, and finally to walk up and down the platform, at a somewhat brisk pace, being evidently unwilling to sit down within the narrow limits of a railway carriage until it became a matter of positive necessity that he should do so. While he thus exercised himself, the eye of the worthy old gentleman was suddenly caoghl by a large staring printed bill on the wall, and adjusting hisgold-rimnied spectacles, he proceeded to peruse it. It ran thus: " Murder ! 900 Reward ! The above is hereby offered by Her Majesty! (Jovernmettl to any person or persons wl o shall give such information as may lead to the apprehension and conviction of Charles Wintringham atim Carlo Bertolacci I, suspected and accused of committing divers barbarous murders, for the purpose of committing robbery, on the various lines of railway throughout the United Kingdom. The said Charles W. (flitfM Carlo B.) is 22 years of age, and is short of stature, of fair complexion, has blue eyes, and good teeth. His hands and feet are remarkably small and well-shaped, and his manner winning, persuasive, and courteous. Whoever will give such information as may lead to tie apprehension, w ill receive the full reward." It was also particularly stated that C. W. had a mole beneath his chin. " Bless mc !" ejaculated the brewer ; "what an Adonis! Rut, dear me, murdering people in railroad carriages how remarkably nervous I feel, to be sure. Here, guard !" A guard who happene to be near, scenting a probable half -crown, immediately advanced. "Guard, I must have a carriage to myself." "Train will he very full, sir. Where are you for, sir ?'' "Sandwich," was the reply. "Change at Minster for Sandwich ami Deal," said the guard, instinctively repeating the well-known formula. " V s, yes, I know about that, I should think, by this time," interrupted the old gentleman, impatiently. "Tin; question is, can I have a carriage, or not " said he, producing a sovereign from his pocket, and showing it surreptitiously to the guard. The eyes of the oflieial brightened up amazingly. "Fellow me sir," said he, "and I'll see what can be done." The (dd gentleman followed his conductor, and the result was, as it usually is, that the golden key, which unlocks every door, Unlocked for the brewer the door of the reserved first class carriage. "There, sir," said the guard, locking him in ; " now you're all right. Rut I forgot; you must change at Ashford for Minster, as this is a Dover carriage." "Oh, I know that,"said the old gentle mau. "I know the line well." " All right, sir," said the guard. " No offence f "Oh, certainly not," said the other, u Much obliged to you." Putting his hand to his cap, the guard then departed. The old gentleman unfolded his Times, and began to look through the latest doings on the stock exchange and in the hop market. The moment for the departure of the train had almost arrived ; the noise from the engine getting up its steam wai almost deafening ; late pasw tigers rushed to and fro, and bewildered porters strove in vain to satisfy their demands. Sud denly the smiling, obsequious face of the guard appeared at the window of the carriage In which the brewer sat alone In his glory. M Oh, 1 beg pardon, sir," said he. "I really beg pardon ; but could you allow one person in there with you f 41 Certainly not," said the old gentleman, looking up testily from his paper. " What did I pay my sovereign for?" " Rut you see, sir," said the guard, depn catingly, " this is a ladv who " "Oh, a lady! Well in that ease " began the old man, somewhat mollified. " I would not intrude upon the gentleman against this will," said a low. sweet voice. " I would rather lose the train." " Indeed, madauie," said the brewer, looking at the lovely face before him, " 1 shall be honored. Open the door, guard." The triumphant guard unlocked the door, and the fair visitor, with a gracious bow to her elderly companion, took her seat. In another instant the official had received a second golden douceur, doors slammed to with a crash, the engine, released from its enforced restraint, gave a shriek, and the train dashed out of the station on its mission across the lovely county of Kent. Involuntarilv the brewer stole a glance at his beautiful companion. She was dressed in a costly toilet, which set oil' her slight and elegant figure to great advantage. Her features were singularly lovely, and her dark hair formed an exquisite contrast to her blue eves and fair complexion. " If I were 80 years younger," thought the brewer, " I should wheugh!" Presently, after those numberless and nameless civilities had been exchangi d between the lady and her companion which are almost inevitable when weil bred persons are traveling together, they commenced conversing together like old acquabstances. The gentleman appeared much pleased and gratified with the attention which his companion paid to all lie said, whilst the lady on her part threw off the air of timidity and distrust which had at first sat so well upon her. " It is very pleasant traveling by the express;" remarked the brewer; "one is not jolted us by the ordinary tiains." " No, it is as you say, extremely pleasant," said his companion. " Besides, an aeeident rarely happens to the express." " Oh, madam, pray do not speak of accidents," said the brewer. " You are nervous, sir ?" said the lady. "Somewhat so, I confess; and besides " Besides " she said, interrupting. " Well, there are other accidents besides those which may happen to the train itself," he added. ' What accidents, sir?'' asked the lady, with an air of interest. " Well, madam, since the affair of Muller anl .Mr. Briggs " "Oh, I understand, " said the lady, with a light and musical laugh; " you an afraid of being murdered, sir." " H'm, well " " Oh, pray do not make excuses, sir," said the lady; "I can understand that persons may be cowardly, when "

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"Cowardly, madam !" said the poor old gentleman, somewhat disconcerted. 14 Certainly,1 she replied, laughing more than ever; "is it not so, to fear that you are to become a second Mr. Briggs Such occurrences do not take place now." "Not take place!" cried the brewer, opening his eyes; " why, on that very platform 1 was reading" " Oh, oh ! yea, I read it mvsclf," said the lady. "You did!" said the old gentleman. M Assuredly," wag the reply; "why not ?" " You see, then, that uch things do take place, madam." " Well, perhaps so," she admitted ; " but they are exceptional, sir." " I might prove one of the exceptions," said he. "So you might, sir," returned the lady, with a faintly ironical smile. " You ee, then, that there is ground for nervousness, on the part of an old man," said tne brewer. " Ah that is whv vou were locked :u this carriage," said the lady. ".Exactly, he replied. "Oh, I comprehend," she continued. " ( n my part, 1 am not nervous at all." " 1 ou are not ! he cried. "No, Why should I be so, when I have you to protect me?" She smiled again "ironically, and the old gentleman bowed. The conversation then turned on different subjects. Presently, December and May partook of a sandwich together, and, by-and-by, the train stopped at Tunbridge. II ere a tall, military -looking, and rather handsome man was seeking to find a place in the tram. He must proceed, he said, at once, on business of great importance, for he was already late, having come thus far on his way to Dover by a previous train, which had unfortunately gone without him whilst he had been taking a hasty meal at the refreshment bar. " I must and will proceed,1 he said calmly, but firmly, to the guard, w ho in vain protested that the train was already quite full. "The company are bound to take me on !" he cried. There's no room, sir," said the guard. " We will see. IIa!" he ejaculated, looking into the carriage in which sat the brewer aud his companion, "here is room," he added ; and lie frowned at the guard. " You cannot go in there, sir !" said the latter, in great confusion. "Not go in! Well, we will see," said he ; and he coolly took a key from his pocket, and unlocked the doer of the carriage, stepping briskly in. The guard stared in amazement. "He has got a key!" he ejaculated to himself. "Oh, lie must be a director! Beg pardon, sir!" But there was no time for explanation, for the train was already on its way. The brewer frowned, and looked cross at this fresh addit ion to the company. Not so the lady, who at the voice and sight of the new-comer had at first turned slightly pale. She merely gave a passing glance at him, and recommenced the perusal of Henry Danton. As for the stranger, he settled himself down in the opposite seat to her, and taking from his pocket a late (li'ion of the Standard, became apparently absorbed in the columns. It may here be mentioned that the brewer, who had at first been seated opposite to his fair traveling companion, had latterly, for the purpose of indulging in his usual afternoon nap, changed Iiis seat to the tnrther corner of the carriage. His lirst seat, then, being vacant, was appropriated by the new-comer. On, on rushed the train, through corn fields and hop grounds, at a steady, even pace, which prevented its rapidity from being felt. Now tome open-mouthed rustic stood at a half opened gate, staring after the smoking, puffing engine as it tore along ; now some covey of frightened partridges rose from the edge of the embankment, or a startled colt galloped away rom the vicinity of the (in its eyes) resistless monster that appeared to be approaching him. And still on, steadily on, with out oscillation or curve, sped the Dover express. The military man, or at least he who appeared to be such, was steadily regarding hid opposite neighbor over the top of his newspaper, while apparently engaged in reading. She, unconscious of the scrutiny, was absorbed in the fortnnea of the scoundrel hero of her novel; and the old brewer snored audibly in the further corner. The face of the military-looking man f r pre send perplexity ami doubt, lie was a personage of from 00 lo 60 years of age, with an upright carriage, crisp, short, curling black hair, intermixed with gray, and peculiarly intelligent and piercing black eyes. For some miles he appeared to be debating with himself, and occasionally, with an air of indecision, put his hand into his coat-tail pocket. " Tfie opportunity is good," he muttered ; "and yet N At last, when the train was within a few miles of Ashford, he appeared to have made up his mind. " 1 will risk it," he said to himself; "yes, I w ill risk it." Click, click! The military man had suddenly withdrawn his hand from his pocket, in which it had so long been fumbling, and the old brewer woke up with a terrified start. The fair lady of this story, with a pale but resolute look on her face, was sitting handcufted I " What what is this ?" gasped the brewer, only half awake, aud turning in be wildercd am.'wment to the military stranger. " Who are you, sirr" " Inspector T , of the detective force," was the reply. " And that lady," said the old gentleman ; " what has she done?" "Are you sure she is a lady f Inquired the inspector, with a quiet smile. "Oh, who could doubt that?" said the brewer. "1 doubted it, sir," was the quick reply; "and well for you I did, fori have decidedly saved your life." "Saved my life!" cried I he brewer, in ext rease ast n ishment. " Yes," said the detective. " But how inquired the brewer. "Look at that lady, as you call her," said the officer. " Did you ever see anyone like her ?" "I?" stammered the old gentleman. "Oh, never." "Or read of anyone like her," continued t he inspector. "Never,"' cried the other. " You have not read those handbills all down the line, then ?" said Inspector T. " What handbills?" inquired the brewer. " Why, concerning the recent murders in railway carriages?1 " Yes, 1 have rend them," he replied. " Well?" said the officer. f I cannot see how that concerns this lady." Even the prisoner smiled at such obtusencss. " Look, then,' naidthc inspector, remov ing the prisoner's bonnet, and with it a mass of dark braided hair, beneath which showed a curly golden bead. " DOSS a light break in upon you now? ' " Oh, ho!" murmured the poor brewer growing deadly pale. " Ho that this lady is, then, it appears " "Charles Winl ringham, flltSi Carlo Bertobicci," sind the detective. "Good heavens!" exclaimed the old gentleman. " You see, then, the danger you have escaped," continued the officer. " You were positively asleep." " Ah, ah ! " said the brewer, nhmlderisg. " How can I ever repay you?"

"Oh, I have only done my duty," returned the inspector. "This young rascal (who could ever mppote such a face could cover the heart of a demon?) was doubtless about to escape to the continent." A slight contraction of the prisoner! face told the detective that he had surmised correctly. " Which," continued the inspector. " but for an accident, he would have done." The criminal elevated ins eyebrows; the old ma u looked Inquiringly at the detective. " Yes," continued the latter. I say, but for an accident ; for, in fact, I suspected his design, and had taken the firt train for Dover. By a misapprehension of the time, on my part, 1 was left behind at Tunbridge, while taking some refreshment. So that it is a mere chance I encountered my prisoner In this train." The young man ground his teeth in des peration. " But how did you know him?" asked the brewer. "Ah ! you think it was impossible to detect him in that disguise," said the officer. " Well, I will admit he makes as pretty a girl as I ever saw in my life. I will tell

how I detected him. In the first place, I was struck by his sweet low voice, too deep for a woman, in my opinion.'1 " Ah !" said the brewer. M Then I observed other little things," continued the other ; "I have had lomrexj perience in such matters, you know, sir. And at last "Tea, yea, at last?" interrupted the brewer. 44 Well, he untied his bonnet-strings, on account of the heat, and f saw " " Well, well ?" again interrupted the old gentleman. The inspector pointed significantly to the prisoner's chin. 44 Ah!" said the old gentleman, again turning pale; "the mole" " Precisely go. You have hit it," said the inspector. " But here we are.'' The train had stopped at Ashford. Here the inspector removed his prisoner, to await a return to London. As for the worthy old brewer, after sliding a '.") note into the detective's hand, he changed his carriage to proceed to Minster, feeling himself quite a hero of romance. " Ah, ah :" be muttered, eneconsing himself in a carriage which he took care this time should be full of people M w hat a tale I shall have to tell Margaret tonight!" Let us hope that h" reached home safeA Thrilling Adventure. n' u. m. rn oi Ntv. WHB the ill-fitted steamer Lady Elgin went down on Lake Michigan, drowning three hundred gay revelers, on that tempestuous morning of the 8th of September, 1800, the Hon. William Farnsworth, of Sheboygan, Wis. a pioneer ot the NorthWest, ind a gentleman whom his acquaintances delighted to honor shared her disastrous fate. Nearly sixty y.-ars ago, he settled in the wilds of Wisconsin, the onlv nuiiu man n in i, 111 in. iL ji.ui ui 1111 i iuom, preferred a life in the midst of the alorigines at that early day. His buaini m was that of a trader, and his primitive storehouse contained such simple articles of merchandise as befitted the fancy and necessities of his dark-skinned customers, and served as a barter for t ic rich furs and peltries in which they dealt. It was not long before his dignified and upright character as a dealer succeeded in producing the desired result, and his business rapidly increased. For a time all went smoothly and satisfactorily ; but the treacherous Indians soon found in him something which not only made him offensive to them, but led them to seek his life. This last measure, however, was secretly formed, and it was only through the agency of a friendly native that he was enabled to discover their design. There was no noisy commotion among them. All was still and serpent-like, with a stern determination. No threats or menaces escaped their sealed lip. yet there was a wicked expression in every eye. The shades of night had fallen, and Mr. Farnsworth stood behind the counter in his store, which was dimly lighted by two candles, while the door stood widely open to permit free ingress. A single Indian entered, armed and blanketed, passed him, with a grunt of recognition, and silently stalked to the rear of the apartment, where he squatted upon his haunches. Another followed, in the same manner, and, singly, came others ten, twenty, forty all full armed, each seating himself on the floor beside the first, in rear of the store. Mr. Farnsworth felt that a crisis had arrived, and with an active mind aud a fearless heart he quickly determined upon a course of conduct, which, if it did not succeed in releasing h m, unharmed, from the dilemma in which he was placed, would completely route and destroy his enemies with himself, at one fell stroke. To show the slightest degree of fear or anxiety would but hasten a denouement which had undoubtedly been agreed upon. In the meantime, one by one, more than a hundred of the Indians had gathered in the store, and ominous murmurs began to reach Iiis ears. One Indian spoke: "Big warrior, me! Ugh! light at Tippecanoe; me no'fraid !" "Me, too me tight at Tippecanoe; me fight more, bimeby !" added another, with an air of mystery. " Me, too me no 'fraid ugh ! ffSJOa 'fraid. Warrior no 'fraid !" said a third; and similar expressions found a general utterance among them. Mr. Farnsworth saw that they were all " blowing," or boasting, for some undefined purpose, for he knew that none of them were present at the battle of Tippecanoe. To humor them, and to gain time and a more definite idea of the fate that awaited him, he pleasantly joined in the conversation, with as little truth in w hat he said as there was in what he heard : " I'm a w arrior, too," he said. 44 1 killed big Indian Tecumseh, I'm a pale-face brave." There was not a tremor in his voice, nor a shade on his features as he spoke not hing, indeed, to indicate a suspicion that he knew aught of the impending crisis. His empty boast and manly bearing, however, were not without their effect, for he saw at a glance that the Indians had suddenly relapsed into silence, or wi re conferring together in whispers. He felt that the time had arrived for immediate operations on his part. Beneath the counter was a keg nearly filled with gunpowder, from which the head hail been removed, and within Iiis reach Stood a lighted candle. Stooping down, with his finger he formed an impromptu candlestick in the very center of the mass ot powder. Then luffing the lighted w ick very closely, lie placed the edges of his hands, witb the palms upward, around the candle, in order to catch any accident al sparks which might fall wlole he WSS moving it. Lifting it in thil manner from its receptacle he placed the candle in an upright position into the hole prepared for it in the powder, and can fully re moved his hands. Then he raised himself up from his perilous task, and stood odmly near it to await the cata.sl roplie. But his movements had been noticed by one of the Indians, w ho, being actuated by that characteristic curiosity which t tunes overpowers every other feeling in the savage breast, leaned over the counter and saw the candl burning brightly in the keg Of powder. Nt sound escaped him, but with a wondering glance at pale and Intrepid merchant, he ws rapidly ami silently out of the store, sudden exit attracted the attention another warrior, who also peeled can tiously over the counter, saw the dangei

and stalked out of the door as silently as the first. A third, a fourth, and all, successively, each for himself, saw the impending catastrophe, and passed out without uttering a word. As the last one left the store, astonished at the stolid bravery of the pale face, the merchant followed him to the door, and hastily closed it, fastening it securely. Then, carefully approaching the keg of powder, he lifted out the. Candle in the same guarded manner in which he had placed it there, and felt that he was saved. And he was saved. The daring alternative which he had chosen assured the Indians that he was no tritler, ami produced a revulsion of feeling iu his favor that led to a friendly arrangement of the difficulty which bad estranged them from him. Mr. Farnsworth remained among them, was married to one of their number, and at the time of his death still resided in that vicinitv. FACTS AND FTttURES. A OonWkcticvt woman eat a bnshel of roasted oysters lor a 10 wager. Tim total valuation of property in Kentucky Is 400,270,778. Thibe have been 42,331 volumes added to the British Museum library this year. A Fi km of bill-powers used sixteecn barrels of paste the day before the New York charter elections. Oct of twenty-nine divorce suits pending In Connecticut, the husbands are plaintiffs in but three. The profits of the Baden Baden gambling bank, last year, were $000,000, and of the Wiesbaden bank, $üjO,000. Bath is, In proportion to its population, the richest town in Maine. The valuation gives 3,503 to each inhabitant. A nvaiusmr, of McKeeaport, Pa., fell face downward inloja mudhole, while-drunk the other day, and was smothered to death. Mb, Fauoo, the Express Manager, is building a residence in Buffalo, and nine tons of glass have been used in its construction. A nam-cuDAn hitching post, set in Plymouth, in lid), is still serviceable, and apparently w ill be good for twenty years more. Til!'. French Ambassador at St Petersburg receives 300,000 francs a year, and the oni at Washington about the fourth of that sunt. THEM! are ICS monasteries in the United States where men live under tinvows of celibacy and poverty, and S00 nunneries ot various grades. In Westminster, Vermont, with a popu lation ol about l, 00, there arc taken ol daily, weekly and other periodicals and papers, about 1,200 in number. Ninktv six pounds of wild honey were taken from a single tree in Candia, N. II , s few days ago. Some of the eosab w as over six feet in length. A BABBUt drowned himself at West minster bridge, h aving a note : "I have suffered from iiver complaint for forty yean. Can you wonder I am uot a Godly man tn A VOUWO man in New London, Conn., is playing a game of chess with a friend in Si. Louis, the moves being communicated by mail. Tiny both anticipate a long life. The Congregational churches of Massachusetts have entered a solemn protest against the increasing profanation of the Lord's day by railroad and steamboat companies. A Nonr.EMAX, who painted remarkably we ll for an amateur, showing one of his pictures to Poussin, the latter exclaimed, " Your lordship only requires a little poverty to make you a complete artist." A Brooklyn gentleman has invented a system of lange ige whereby conversation may be carried on by the sense of touch. It is intended for use by deaf and dumb, and may be denominated the "Mute's Whisper." It is calculated that there are on an avenge 150,000 strangers in Paris, and that they spend 8,000,000 francs per day. Multiply by 865, and at the end of the year, it appears a very respectable amount finds its way into the pockets of the shopkeepers. Thk Daughters of St. Crispin have now t went four lodges in this country, fourteen being located in Massachusetts. The largest lodge is at Rochester, with about TOO members. The Lynn Lodge has only liu members, although 1,600 or 1,900 women are engaged in manufacturing shoes there. It is announced that three persevering gold-diggers, two from California and one from Australia, have discovered gold in Lapland. In the spring a nugget weighing ten ounces and remarkably pure was picked up, and during the summer sixty ounces, worth about 61,200, were obtained. I the Thirteenth District of the Twenty tirst Ward of New York city, Elizabeth Cady Stanton received one vote for Mayor, Susan P. Anthony one for Alderman, Anna Dickinson one for Assistant Alderman, Harriet Beecher Stowe one for Police Justice, Lucy stone one for Civil du--! ice, and. the Lev. Olympia Brown one for School Trustee. It is stated that the number of Chinese brought to California is 138,000. Of these 10,426 have died, 57,323 have returned to China, leaving 91,000 on (be Pacific coast, and only -11,000 in California. Of these 41,000, ', 300 arc women, children, old and decrephl, r criminals confined In the jails. There remains 30,700 active men, all at work ; all producers. A CURIOUS case of loss of speech Occurred recently in Btldweis, Moldavia. A young man dreamed that he was attacked by robbers, one of whom was about to murder him. De tried to cry out far help, but his voice failed him, anil w hen he awoke he found that he could not utter a word, lie was advised to go to Vienna for treatment, and has there fortunately recovered his speech. In a c harge of assault brought by M. Aurelin Scholl gainst Count du Blasen, in a Paris court, the latter was asked whi ther a knife he carried about him was poisoned. The Count said he did not know, but would see, and thereupon stabbed himself in the left arm so violently that the blood spurted out in abundance, the wound being nearly two inches in depth. The President rebuked M. do Hisson for this novel mode of vindicating himself, and characterized the act as un necessary and improper. Thk United States Army had In use, on the 1st day of duly hist, 0.ÖS1 horses, 18,005 muh s and 887 oxen. During the pre ceding year 2ySQ8 horses and 7s6 mules had died, 000 horses and 'JtO mules had been lost or stolen, and L-17 mules ami 11 oxen had been sold. There had been purchased 8,859 hones, at an average cost of $189.75, and ZJSO mules at $136.96. The yearly consumption of forage was l.-.V),(00 bushels of corn, 1,000,0' H bushels of onts, 160,000 bushels of barky, and 3,000 tons of straw. This astounding concatenation of relatives was.o a Thanksgiving dinner at Win. A. Smith's, in rladiey, Mass.: Three latin rs, live mothers, one father in law, two mot hen in law, one grandfather, two grandmothers, one great-grandmother, three s ns, three s uis In-law, seven daughters, one stepmother, one step son, one -tep daughter, three uncles, seven aunts, tree great-anats, three nephews, five eocs, eight counina, ten second cousins, e L'r. at eiand son, and one great irrandaughter. The oldest person there was 16 years ol age, and the yottngest fur mouths.

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NUMBER 16. Extraordinary Fine Arf Collection Eccentricities of a Wealthy IJosUmian. It is not generally known that the most extensive and Qnotaubtedly snost valuable collection of oil paintimrs ever owned in the United States is m the City Of Boston, and belongs to the estate of the late Thomas Thompson, Esq., a man noted for his great wealth and many eccentricities. It will be remembered that Mr. Thompson died in New York in the spring of the present year, and the singular bequests made in his will were but another instance of the peculiarities which marked the man through lite. il was a lover of the fine arts from his youth, an 1 at the time of the burning of the Tremont Temple, in Boston, in March. loass, ne lost ny the conflagration a fine art collection which had cost him upward: of .$02,ouo, and this, be it remembered. was at a time when money was gold and everything was cheap. This misfortune for R time dlstxmr&fed him, but he could not overcome his tastes and habits. In half a dozen years his new collection was greater than the one he had lost, occupying an entire building, consisting of more than a dozen large rooms, and the pictures not only covered th walls, but were positively kept in piles, eo that it may probably be truthfully saiii that no one except the owner ever saw the entire collection, or anything approaching the whoh' of it. Some old citizens of Boston, presidents of the banks and insurance companies Where .Mr. Thompson did business, artists andJHterary men, were occasionally invited to pass an afternoon or often an entire d ty among these treasures, but they areunaii imoU8 in the expression that they could not begin to look at them all. Portraits of citizens and friends, notable personages, copies of the old masters, and many undoubt d originals, best specimens öf the English, French, Italian, Dutch, and in lact every school, have a place in this remarkable collection. No artist nor picture dealer who did not at times have transactions with this man. The poor artist found him an appreciative and kindly critic, and received a liberal price; his object then was to aid the artist and advance the cause of art. The professional dealt r found him a dill", rent man entirely. No one quicker detected a cheat or demanded more for his money, but as it was always known that with him a market could be found at some price, and the pay was cash in hand, he was a customer not tobe iuglected. This vast collection contains many paintings bou lit for a few hunu-ol dollars which had been previously sold for as many thousands ; there are also many for which Mr. Thompson paid sen tal thousand dollars each, and that are perhaps to-day worth greatly more. No collection known is so rich in rare and original pictures. As some men are misers of money, this eccentric person was S unser with his pic tures; he loved them as his life, and he kept, them jealously to himself. Probably not a bundled persons have ever seen them, and an application to him for that purpose was almost invariably met with a polite but studied evasion of a compliance with the request. N early ten years ago, Mr. Thompson had a misunderstanding with the assessors of Boston, and conceiving himself to have been injured by theiraction, resolved to leave the city of his birth, never ::ga.in to return to it." This resolve he studiously kept, ;.nd although residing for several years in the immediate vicinity, and being a large real estate owner in the city, he never revisited it, ceased to communicate with his former friends who resided th re, and apparently banished from his thou, ha the fact of its existence. From the day he left tin city he ceased to buy pictures. The artist lost good friend, and picturevenders misse d their best castouier. The entire collection was Mowed away, and from that day to this he has been securely guarded from every eye until within the past month. Mr. J. Harvey Vounir, the well known portrait painter, and director of the Fine Arts Exhibition of Boston Athencum, was employed by order of the Executrix to examine and catalogue the collection. Mr. Voting is probably the only living man who has seen all the a picture-. They are stored in a most unptoosising street, and in a building which no one WOUld BUSpect of being SUdl a repository. Mr. Young asserts that although he had in bis youth sonic knowledge of them, and had himself contributed one or two efforts, yet when he entere d the building and found such immense piles closely packed one against another, tier after tier, and floor above floor, he was aghast, and although devoting to the work all the spare time which the demands of his profession allowed, and having all the assistance he required, yet weeks were needed before anything like a list could be prepared. Bterstadt, the artist, who knew Mr. Thompson well, and of a hose own paintings there are some docen or more, expresses an opinion that a siniiiar collection cannot now be put together for half I million dollars. No single hall in the country is sufficiently large to exhibit them. Some idea may he conveyed by the fact that w hen they were removed to their present resting place the actual cost of cartage was about $.0 i, ami in making arrangements to remove the collection to New York, where it will shortly betaken, not lem than ten freight cars will be required, even if packed close without boxing or the waste of any superfluous room. upon the catalogue made by Mr. Young are found signed pictures of all sehoi many unquestioned originals by such artU as Sir Charles East lake, Thomas Lawrence, Sir Joshua Reynolds, Sir Pen r Lely, Godfrey Kuelhr, Allan Ramsay, George Morland, GsJnsborough, Phillips, Hogarth, Meadows, Ktty, Turner, Nas myth, Runtney, Opte, Copley, Stewart, Newton, and Stoddard ,of the English school, and Boucher: Lsmbinet, De ßufe, Mignard, Baron, Burnet, sabey. De Dreux, of the French, ltaban, Dutch and German, are represented by Bchidoni, Guercino, Tcniers, Secbach, Paul Zuccaiv! li, Vandyke, Van Ostade, Diaz, Boucher, Van Marts, and many others squally well known, w hose names have been made fa mOttS, and original pictures from whose hands have become rare. There are a huge number of copies and originals by the most celebrated artists, t the fifteenth. sixteenth, and seventeenth centuries, such as Titian, Rembrandt, Lübens, and others. Many portraits of the beauties of American k ciety are buried beneath the weicht of superincumbent pictures, and will be brought to the air and sunshine once more, American artists are largely represented, and many of the early works of men now famous may be found her', some of them giving the early promise of genius now at its enith. The names, of Sully, Inman, Bterstadt, Durand, Brown, Peale, Hart, Ilirch, Doughty, and nearly every one w ho was known ten years SgO may be found largely repn SSUtedoa the catalogue. Tne very last pictare added to the oofiV tion was the "Sleeping Heauty," by Wright, of Boston. It was purchased by Mr. Thompson before it was finished, tor the sum Of $'UHH, the artist retaining the right of exhibitiofl for a certain time. Atter being on view at the rooms of Messra Williams A Lventt, the well known art dealers, it was finally passed over to the business agent of the abs nt purchaser, who never saw it in its finished state, and sinee which time the beautiful "Uuincth' las bad a supplement. iry sleep of nearly half a score of years. A r York Jteussy Jfiuf, 8. St. Pktkusiu ro has 10",Bo0 cab drivers.

Telegraph The importance of the telegraph iu connection with railways, wsj rssmsphl I assay years airo; but the first practical application of telegraph rigasJi in moving trains was ni t le on the Erie line in 1851. PVeviOUl lo that tfnne, locomotive engineers and conductors were distrustful, and there are s.veral instances on record of their positive refusal to obey telegraphic orders, especially win en their trains were directed lo proceed beyond Station, to meet and pass trains going in opposite directions, except la oasei wwetesueh orders were plainly expressed in printed order-, upon their regular limr mntra In lVi, however, when the Erie n ad had but a ringle track between Piermont and Elm im, it was plainly demonstrated to the superintendent (the late Charles Khaet) that the telegraph would be a great assis?ain -to the road, and it In cairn- plainly evident that the telegraphic service must eventu ally be adopted noon all n aia trunk lim - hen the firt telegraphic message was sent over the Erie wires s train filled with western bound passengers was lvimr at Tomer's Station, awaiting the arrival of an eastern -bound train, which, by nas time-t sale, thonld meet and pass at that point; but owimr to an accident two hun dred miles w 't, it could not possibly ar rive until hve or :x hours at r. Mr. Minot was a pavenjtr noon the train lying at Turner's. Re immediately decided to test the accuracy of the telegraph. ami make a beginning of the plan of ordering trains to pioceed to points further in advance and not (hither delay the stationary train when the tf k was known to be clear as far as Port Jervis, a distaee of om- hundr d and fifty miles further west Orders were socortt i ugly sent over the wire to the station agent at Port Jervis to hold all easterly bound trains until the arrival of the UN item train. This order given in oni r to make all sale, and prevent a collision in case the former should arrive at Port .Jervis before the latter. An anwer was immediately given bv the station agent, announcing that he fully understood the order and would do :1s directed. AH appeared .sale, end the engineer was order I to start areat; but. to the astotüaawaesrt of Mr. Minot, he positively pcfUStd to move the train from Turner's upon any such arrangement. Mr. Minot hwasediateiy mounted the locomotive, pulled out i throttle valve and ran the train himseif, assisted by the Breseaa, and reached Port Jervis according to programme. The Ids was broken, and since that time the telegmph hs i been sckaowledged ase positive nee mfly on alii org railroad Iii,' s in this con ii try. The form of giving the necessary directions, however, has been somewhat changed : and nowthecuaAsBV ors and engineers of each train who received telegraphic directions are tilegraphed the name of the particular point at w hich they are to iue t, and ansv rs are reo ui red from tlictn to ac rtain whether they understand orders, betöre anv movement is mad". The following is the form of message re quired to be sent ami received : By telegraph From station locon luctor and engineer : Yon will run to station regardless of train number SI. The numeral abbreviation means u How do vou understand ?" the answer to this despatch must read as follow 32. (I understand I am to) run to station regaidh ts of train num ber . Engineer. Conductor. Upon receiving the samomMsensent from the receiving p rator that all is right, the trains are started without further orders. All special rl rs for the mov rncnt of trains are required lo be communicated in writing, and extraordinary precautions are taken against the possibility of misunderstanding directions. Not m re than one person on a division at the same time has power to Issue train order-. The ash graph operator is required to r ad the messages aloud, in the bearing of the conductor and engineer addit d. Trains when in motion must approach itopning places in the supposition that another tram i there tobe säet. Whenever a passenger train reed res orders to meet and piss a freight train at a tpccIhY session, the conductor must not leave the depot until notice hi received from the Conductor that his train is safe upon the ride track, out of the way. no orders ire given t move i sl.tw train in the tasne direction, on the thwe, and ahead of a faster train, nsnesa it lias started if a pSSSI DgeT train at least t. minutes: and if freight, not leas than tweuty-tive minute in edvnncs of the time the faster train assy he reasonshly expected to BHtVe at the station Bjms winch the rlow train is nrst ttarted. In eases where s slow train i moved by telegraph the following f irm ot order is given to the Conductor of said train : To Otmdvetor es I Kngti r: You will run abend of train N . to station, conditioned as follow.: Should you from any euuse be unable to make your rwaanhnj faun, you ranat as soon as you discover nch to be the ca.v' leave your fhtzman to warn thi foil ving train in advance of which y u are running, ami report our an ival at the next telegraph station, :;i. In case of an accident w here rdi rt cannot be obtained by ttlegrsph, the station Sgen has power to itofj tr;iin. The speed ofHvw-etock an i beighi trains is restricted to eighteen asBeaaa hour; and extra freight trains, commonly called "wild CShv which have no time upon the regular table, are not permitted to attain a higher rate of raced than fifteen. Coal trains' time average tw elve miles an hour. The latter cars being light, cannot he kept upon the track at a high rate of speed. Many of tin s.' orders and Ewsas were original wih CoL B. c. at cCullum, formerh superintendent of the Krie road, and during the late ar were in gweral use whilehe was military superintendent of all the railroads in the United BtatJ Vast arsetca were moved in thi- way in a very successful mann r. A chrononn tcr in the principal depot is the standard time of the road, and the time is telegraphed to all stations at precisely twelve o'clock each day. Freeh engines and nn n are attached to all through trains at the end of each di ision. The salaries of division snp ruOendents average 0 a year; conductors sad engineers. $HM a month; of baggage masters, ; month; brakeaaaa, i "" a day; telegraphers, from fUO to lo a month; station agents, from sä'M so fkjOQO a year. A'- York K ninj i'e .'. A Osal Thief. A cooi.ku piekpoekct than is poken of in Stuttgar t, was never seen. He was an obsequious little man, who offered hSSSSt Vices to his victim, to show him tne nous of the city, but the other refused theofb r. The ollh ious personage, however, wa not offended, but politely asked ahn what o'clock ft nas. The other ansnrenrd that he did col Lnow, as his watch had stopped, and continued hi walk toward the wane urn of Natural History, which he eafc n I. He had not Ka n th. re many minuU - b.fore the same person cameuptAhnn, with the air of an old acoflUMUtanei .and offi r d aim a pinch of snuti litis Mr. w declined, sainu he was no snutl 'taker, and walked away; but some minutes afo r, having a ptesctttunent of SOnn thim: being w rong, he felt for his sunt! b , but in rSssd of ü found a scrap ot paper in his pocket, on which was written, M As pel are no snuff taker, von do not reemhss a box." lie thought tne logic of his unknown acquaintance rather impertinent, and resolved to bear his los like a philoso pher ; but what was his amaai mnu w ben, a f tv m lucnts starr hs discovered that his watch b id also disappeared, and in his other pocket was another note, in the following wonts: u Am your watch does not tell thie hour, it would be better at the watchmaker's than in your pocket ' It is unnecessary to say that be never heard any further tiding of the tat articles Thk term " sate so common, is a misiiotM i. To spcA ot a "safe" being robbed i- - loose a,- to talk about a 44 fiVm " brisking, or a "sound si earner" going to piece.. Sate robbery means simply that the robbers arc safe, and shortly will compound the lelony with the i r v ictinis. U rtford 1 .

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