Rensselaer Union, Volume 9, Number 20, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 February 1877 — Mine Swindled by an Adventuress [ARTICLE]

Mine Swindled by an Adventuress

The latest gentleman who allowed Cupid to nestle in his heart is a rough, redKB■WWBtfffsfe cognomen of WlUlsm Cute. He was confiding and free fcom gulte; he did not f&mbleior sport; he wanted a housepersonal advertisemeht*, WBB taken in and done for. ManyamM hafi bofn egregiously swindle! hVV«itfldiAg ; in-.«uch adyertfcements, but; Will lam cWAs. not looking out for frault and tlierefore walked unhesitatingly into the meshes of the small adverlike a miner scorned, and if silver was not selling at a heavy discount, It is extremely probable that Han Francisco would be the scene of another startling, tragedy, and that the victirf-WmlT WF». jW woman who Mr. Cub..* a young man, or rhelMcnSTy cast or countenance, has a silver mine and a gold mine to pay for working it and a house with no one but himself in it. His intentions were honorable; he did not part liis hair in the middle, and when he read small advertisements and bachelor’s home bright with her bewitching smiles, he sat down, took his pen in hand and wrote her a busi-ness-like letter. That he addressed her “ Deer Miss,” and spelled come “ kum,” was nothing against him, for his early education had been sadly neglected, ana hi 9 but' honest. His "surkbu stances,” he said, were favorable,'and the envy alike of j-cuihg ladies and their designing mammas in bus vicinity r%tt* CQula bave everything her own “ weigh** mhis house-all lie desired was a lady,who cqqfcl make him happy. The whsti&ropintoti was after she had engagedjA.ifhuiographical jateijpjeter to IranidjMbit fob her, be known, n i r i ij£iirhint m psrts unknown. She wasnard up forcash and spun a web. The first introduction will be found in the following extracts from her letter in reply to his offer of engagement as house-keeper: I like your manner of writing the heat Of any of th*m, for you tell me Just what you wisljj and, as you describe yourself, I Bhotffajndgeyou were justothe person that I could get along with, and I do hope you really mean what you say. As for myself, I am twenty-two years old, passably goodlooking, very healthy, and, they say, of excellent temper. There was a man called to see me yesterday who wished me to keep house for him in Oroville. He. offered me money to take my trunks arid sewing-ma-chiite Out of thfe pfiwu office—you see how I am reduced in circumstances—-but I know several jparsona who are acquainted with hinrfjmrwe lla? the reputation of being a perfect tyrant aA<Cscold, so JL thought It bast to decline. When William commenced to read her letter he was too full for utterance, and when he finished his great heart bled for the i«»jj girl “<JC. L.,” she bad signed herjsStrsmd be 1 dropped a tear on his shirt-front. Any disinclination he might have had to fly to her rescue was dissipated by the little postscript that followed the text: Please excuse my writing on only half a sheet, but mv poor, little purse will hardly Francisco Immediately. Then his heart went out in tke nib of his pen. He called ber “ poor deer,” and as he thought of the designing tyrant who wanted to carry her away to Oroville, and her sweet little promises to make him as happy as a clam, he grew wild, and viciously chMfed at the end Of a fresh navy plug. He tofored to divide the silver mine with her, snatch the sewing machine and trunks frotftfche fraudulent grasp of the pawnbnthar, take her to h;s heart and make her Mrs. Cute, and, finally, to attest his overflowing aflection, sent her his photograph. The grammatical and orthographhal construction of this letter was quitffai as its predecessor, but,Srvtaa true, ana he loved.

Other correspondence followed, and the miner was induced to make further remittances. She always replied, and after receiving one letter’Mr. Cute was in perfect ecstacies, when he noticed that across one corner of the pearly paper she had^Jitlep.What a cute name you haw?” he swore she was a trump, and shouldTfe hiS ; and when, a few days after, he received an envelope inclosing a tintype of the beautiful Ella, arrayed in her nut-brown curling locks, with two little beau-catchers trailing down her forehead and her jewelry ostentatiously displayed, she went out and took four flng«p*'straight. Ha answered her letter verjtv Cratlwfy, ‘■wowing eternal fidelity and tendering unlimited coin. She hastmqd fto transmit another Insinuating epistSlw-wblch w*» contained the following touching assurance of affection: Now 1 am going to tell you something, and the reason I do so is because I consider that fmu henceforth you have a full right to know all about me. Yesterday, you Day. Well, I was sitting in she parlor alone, thinking of you, when the door-bell rang and a gentleman inquired for me. He came in and presented me with a bouquet Now, don’t be a particle lealous (Mr. Cute was getting decidedly jealous, however)—l have met him but once before, i thanked him very kindly, and at jji he what was most particularly of sweet williams. “Dear Billy” was so touched by the pathetic appeal for gold coin that, rather than his prospective “wifey ” should suffer for anything he immediately sent her S4OO more. Up to this time Mr. Cute had never-dreamed but that his unknown what she represented herSKf id Is/ 80 Confiding was he that he had never asked for her residence—not**m”for references. After the money waMift he sat down in rapture and 111 asked hui fui hei " pichute,” called her his own darling one, and longed to clasp her to his breast. Her next letter lovinjkftpnfqrnted him that site had expendfomll mst'money, ana wanted just |l(hl «shra,ending with' the following gushing assurance: Let me whisper something, and this is only for your ear. You will not nave to fight one bit for a kiss, for I will give you a hundred, for you are mine, mine, mine/ There, my ears aWWBB '£.?/ SSMffi bird, and only think every day brings' us nearer, so my heart keeps still. This letter set Mr. Cute almost wild snsitea-H that he would call on hq? and take her up Mr Dsab Billt—l received your kind letter this morning. Now, I suppose jsra will be very angry, but I can’t help it: I have IWJ&WWK t&TbfißFi leave on the Portland boat this morning, and befo e yon get this letter I will be in British Columbia. I suppose yon will be very muck disappointed, but I will tell yon all some time, so be patient. I must say good-by, tor It is nine o'clock. Em,

The poor miner could hardly understand it at first, but after soma studv conceived that he had been the victim of cruel deception. He had suffered wofully in feelings and in purse, and he transmitted the voluminous correspondence to the chief of police, with a request to hunt tine “ahe-dbvil” up and wring his coin from her. * The chief is still engaged in that mission. The adventuress is evidently an old hand at the business.—San Francitco Ckronido.