Terre Haute Weekly Gazette, Volume 8, Number 20, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 21 December 1876 — Page 4

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Tlii rsd siy, Doeomlwr 21,187

shou'd not forget the

meet inn be held at the Court House at 11 o'clock next Saturday. The purpose of the meeting is to appoint delegates to the State conversion to be held at Indianapolis on the 8th of January. The eeting should, and doubtless will b'-, largely attended

Tiik Chicago Inter-Ocean defends the breaking up by a b, ot the meeting of -union soldiers wh were in favor of TiMen and Her ("ric es, held the other ^lit in Cincinnati. It would have been cresting to have heard the liowls. of th I-G if the cases had been reversed. Free speech, on the part of all persons, must, however, must be allowed.

THE TELEGRAPH.

N it a little interest has been awakened thri'ughiuit the country by the demand made by tlie Congressional investigating committee in Louisiana, on President O rton of the Western Union TVIegraph Company for certain dispatches. lis refusal *f ihr request has provoked controversy.

In an article on the subject the

New York World gives a very fair prese. nient of the whole case. We quote: 'Nli Urton's message to Mr. Morrison deserves to excite discussion. Mr. Morrison's answer to it. that he had nothing to do with the motives of Mr. Orton in resisting the process of the House of

Representatives, was the onlv answer wliicii Mr. M-rrison cm Id have returned. That the ma'N- are inviolable, is an old aid sound prii ci leof Ei glish and American law. The storm that was raised bv the British press and the British people over the interception of Mazzini's correspondence by Sir James Graham, was violent enough to deter any English or American "llome Secretary" from repeating Sir James Graham's tfense. Thatoftensc, it is to be borne in mind, consisted in violating the English mails to obtain evidence of a political conspiracy against the Austrian Government. Mazzini was a refugee living in England, and this violation by English authorities of the English asylum and the English mails, in behalf of a foreign power, was rightly felt to be an outrage and a scandal. But the principle so emphatically laid down in that case, and which is none the less effective that it has never been formally announced, was not that the mails were in all cases inviolable. It was that the Government undertaking to do a commercial service for the people by carrying their letters for hire, had no more rights than my common carrier would have had in regard to the contents of those letteis. Particularly it had no right, to use its functions as a carrier to protect its own political interests as a Government. It stood upon the same footing as any other Carrier would have done. Any carrier of letters would hi.ve bten punishable, and pi opi rh punishable, if he had perverted his agenc\ to his own purposes, by opening ilu letters ot rival carriers, for instance. But a private carrier would have been at all limes amenable to a legal process to compel him to deliver any matter in his hands, just as an express company may be enjoined from delivering money in its hands io the person to whom it is addressed. The mails have not been subjected to the same rule, simply because ot the jealousy in England" and here, oi jv ivate persons against the Governn

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election, 'hat the officers of the Western Unkm Company suddenly wake up to the enormity of betraying the secrets of their customers, and of converting the men in their employ into "spies," meaning witnesses, of the dispatches they have sent and received. It is not to hie supposed that the House of Representatives, under these circumstances, will be inclined to agree with Mr. Orton^ that "the present is an opportunity which it would be unwise for him "to forego, for resisting, the first time, the process of one of its committees.

THE INTELLIGENT COAL DOG. Meirphis Ledger: A late illustrated weekly has a picture of a big fat coal dealer and a lean individual, who asks the former for a place as a coal-cart driver. The dealer savs: "You can't get it coal has fallen in price, and we have to employ the heaviest men we can find as drivers." Of course the driver had to set on the cart while the cheap coal was being weighed, and a few hundred pounds of fiesh did not materially injure the coal dealer.

A well-known Memphis coal dealer not long since had a big dog of wonderful sagacity. He (the dog) stayed around the coal-vard, and whenever a coal cart was hauled on the scales the dog always took a stand under the wagon like a coach-dog. He weighed nearly one hundred pounds and was weighed a» coar thousand of times, and neatly every coal consumer in the city purchased that dog at so much per barrel, consequently he was owned by everybody. The matter went on for months, and was only discovered bv a funny incident. A negro wanted a barrel of coal, and wheeled a hand-cart with the coal on the weighing-scales. The clerk in the oflice worked at tie scales and hallooed through the window: "Take out a lot of that coal." The negro did ro, and kept on until all the coal was out of the cart. '1 he clerk tried the scales again, but the pea indicated too much. "Take out more coal,' shouted the clerk "d—n it, you havo a boat load of coal

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that cart!" Look

ye hare, boss," replied qhe negro, "the coal is all out, and I'll have to take the wheels oil" the cart if you was to lighten it." The negro ooked under the cart, and seeing the big fat dog at his post, exclaimed: "Lord God, mass,you's selling me that dog for coal The dog was missed in a few da\s, and was found dead on the scales, the animal having taken some poison accidentally, but he came back to die at his post. It was a line example ot "faithful unto death

RECAPTURE OF A NOTED BURGLAR. Hamilton Spectator. Montreal, Nov. io.—This afternoon at half-past four, Gus. Ma cchal, the notorious burglar, and the hero of the late remarkable es cape from the police station, was captured at btacey's factory, St. Gabriel Locks. On the morning of the escape lie was without money, and having worked for Mr. Stacev, whf only knew him under an alias, he came there and got him to^ write a letter to his daughter, who, by that time, had reached New York, asking her for

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the Government were allowed

an\ latitude in such cases, it would be im' cr the temptation of abusing it for its own political interests. The Post Office therclei e, being a Government office, has not been instrusted with any discretion as to withholding or refusing what it has contractcd to deliver. But nothing is more common than an arrangement between the Post-Office and the police for the apprehension of a suspected person •who calls for a decoy letter. Written ^communications are no .more privileged bv their nature than oral communications rto which the parties, or any eavesdropper, may be compelled to testify. There •is.*o more reason why telegram* should jnot be covered by a subpscna duces tecum •tbaa accounts, which are dailv brought iinto (Court. If Mr. Tilden had not been iab^lrio compel the production of bankbooks, the guilt of the Ring plunderers «could toot have been fixed and proved «s »t was. Yet this proceeding involved the xiSk »f revealing the business secrets of *11 the customers of the banks. The mail* a«C4n a different footing only because thw are in the tends of the Government *Vhich the people are always and justly k^oiis. and telegraphic despatches'«£ not on a different footing at

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It is povtkadarlv unfortunate for tbe •Western .Union Company that it should •have entered it* protest. The late vice.pcesident ofthsit company is the manaSr of the .Republican machine this State. The Western Union jCcwipany, his administration, produpod, without any sort of proie^. Aoy telegram# which any committee of .Ogress called ^pon it to produce. During (hat period the committees of jC ongcA%s ,were Republican. It is onlr when a Cjfjmocratic committee demands the despatch** of Republican officiate, for the purpose of .inquiring intp (the conduct or mitttondjj^pt, of Jfrese officials. io regaqd po 4isputed

to be sent to the care of

Stacey. Stacey did so, but when he read the papers after Mareehal had gone, he became suspicious as to who his former employe was, and communicated with the police. Mareehal promised to call in at Stacey's this afternoon at 4 ~'clook, and before that hour, Se.gean. Clancy, in the disguise of an old, infirm man, and stained the color of an Indian, secreted himselt in the back office with a policeman in plain clothes. Sure enough at

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walked Mareehal and began asking for letters. At this juncture Clancy ,hobbled out, and getting behind the unsuspecting man sprang on him and pinned him fast for fear he would draw a revolver. Mareehal turned as pale as death and nearly lainted, calling in a whisper for water He was conveyed t® the central station, and the chief ordered him to be handcuffed all night to a policeman, another to stand guard outside the cell. He bemoaned his late piteous strains, and repeatedly said, "My God, if I had had monev to leave this would never have happened." The police are very jubilant. Revelations show that Ward and Mareehal were planning futher great burglaries when Mrs Ward,owing to her long tongue, was arrested, and they had to hunt for places of safety

MRS. FISTS BONNET. Mary Clemmer writes of a scene in the ladies gallery on the day of the opening of congress: Well up in the tier, leaning forward, looking and listening with earnest interest, through the entire session,sat Mis. Fish. Mrs. bish is a woman of great intelligence, and, it it is within her power, will be found wh-re the interest centres, rather than where fashion congregates My next neighbor not the good woman on ©ne side, who never forgets the heavenly, but the bright w*man of this world on the other —leans over and whispers amid the portentous mutterings id quarrelsome statesmen below, that "Mrs. Fish has on precisely the same bonnet that she wore last winter, with the same bandeaux and all." I am exceedingly obliged for such a precious piece of information I should never have found it out myself, and so should have lost the privilege of imparting the fact to my fellow-countrv-women. (of course the men don't care a fig about it). This is the crowning proof ot Mrs. Fish's superiority over ordinary women. The woman of "society" who is willing, for two successive seasons, to wear not »nlv the same bonnet, but the same bandeaux, in the language of the last century .proves herself "superior to her »ex." She is doing missionary work these "hard times." For if Mrs. Secretary Fish" is willing to wear the same bonnet two winters, Mrs. Lieut.Jonts, Mrs. Grocer Smith, and Mrs. Clerkess Smitherswill becompara tively willing to do likewise.

A NOVEL RAIN PRODUCER. Ferdinand Habertoann, says the Wimmen, New Zdand, Star, has been promulgating a novel scheme in Horsham for producing rain. He asks the district to join in constructing a number of balloons seven feet in diameter. He proposes to fill these with sufficient gas to carry them into the regions of the rain clouds, and in each of the balloons to

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lace a of powder. When sufhigh in the air he would light the powder by means of fuse and the explosion thus caused by (say) a score of charges going off at the same time In thfc midst of the rain-clouds would, he thinks,' break them. Whether anything more

than

smoke would result remain* to be

proved.

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In a quiet nook it st&ndetb, Willi cai elvss 1 nigut miss. That (mage th* S"'io

And fountain of our bliss.

Low within reach it stamleth, Cflogo to the o'«l hurch door, And by the ooromon pathway,

Appealing evermore.

Low on the wall, that never The dimmest eyes may miss, And lius of the little children

Mar reach the feet to kiss.

That humble, simple image, Wrought by the hands old Good hands! that so many ages

Shall nevermore grow eold.

That blossi'd sacred image Horn to the heart of oiw That through the endless ages .Shall never more grow eold.

In the common stone rude carvea. By no great artist's touch, Vet never the wihl world vcr

Will you find another such.

The torturer's hands liive finish# 1 Ills hands are nailed fast, "Into thy hands my -pi it—

Father, thy hand's"—at last.

Lord ere thou call our spirits W llliin tli' linn he, Give us some such dear likeness,

To itave behind of thee.

Hid In s'ine |uietcorner. Cut in the common at ne, Poor, yet our be^t, we pray Thee.

Our best and our very own.

Dear ord our heart' grow hoi ler, We haw tJ a-lc much more, Knowing the more'we a»k Thee.

Thou art .ut please 1 the more.

(l -e us to be t'n't 1111 ge By the common paths like this, Low, wlie-e 1 lie dimmest, sion,

The featu es need not miss Low 11 re the p-i of the. rhil Iren May reach to cling and kiss.

THE TERRE HAUTE WEEKLY RA ZETTti.

THE CRUCIFIX.

wr 1TBE AUTHOR OP "CHRONICLES THE SCHOSBERG-COTTA FAMILY." "Jnto ttiy hand I rommuuii my spirit," This very nncimt crucifix is sculptnrc en the extcrl wall of the Ab'Hy Cnurc-h of llomsty. Its characteristic is a haul /cacliing ilown from the eh-uds over .e cross* It is saul to I** unique.

You may sea'cli the wild world over, From "freezing to burning zone. Vein will never mid another

Quite like this 011 one.

Deep, deep, the nails arc driven, In tin hands'their cruel BedSo ep. llv nails yiu sc.- not,

Ilut only the anus sti\ lied wide.

And overtliu ha

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so weary.

Hon ing itself to die. And npiii hand down roa hing Forlli fiom th cloudcd sky.

Where the nails the cr-'« which fix lis So deep in the wounds may hide, That ni 1 see no more the tortn e,

Hut only the arms stretched wide.

A humble, simple image, 1 ut 11 thee 111111011 stone, Like Thee, yet like 110 other,

Because thy very own. -iSunday Magazine.

T1IE OUTSIDE CARRIAGE

Often going home by the night train, it is my lot to travel alone for a great part of the way. It is a slow, often-stop-ping train that I go by, and people get in and out but, gene ally, before the jouw:ey is finished I find myself alone and sit ting with my face to the engine, in the corner by the windo»v. I look out into the dai knight and watch the carriage outside—a spectre carriage, that is empty like this, except for some one sitting in the corner, close by mv elbow, the brim ot'whosehatl can-just see as I lean forward. Prehaps, if I cared to look round the corner, 1 might see his face, hut that I don'} wish to know. Let him be a mystery.

The carnage travels patiently but swiftly alongside. Its light flickers like a beacon among the trees. Its windows and its seats are like ours but it is a part of the landscape, too, and anything we pass mixes itself up with it. Sometimes in a dark overhanging cutting the carriage outside shines forth quite real and distinct sometimes in the .open country it becomes dim and uncertain, and only its lamps, like stars, indicates it i9 still there. Tuen it comes into sudden being again, marked with the brickwork and dripping walls ol some dark tunnel, and then vanishes altogether, broken up and destroyed among the flaring lights ot a station but it is waiting for us still outside, as we know ull we'l, and when we pass once more into darkness it appears as before.

One night, on my journey home from London, tired and depressed, my heart being heavy with forebodings of evil, and 1 no comfort for me anywhere, darkness and gloom encompassed me All alone in the carriage, I but gloomily thinking, \x itli mv eves vacantly lixed on the carri«ge outside. llo»v muchbette your lot, thought I, than mine, try friend whose hat brim I can just see the point of how much I would give to be you, looking in at this carriage of wood and leatln r, with its flickering greasy lamp and its 6aJ, sordid passenger—you, who travel outside among the trees and twinkling stars What do you know of the ills of life, 01 its loneliness and oppression You don't care for its doled-out joys, for its troubles that come in deuble handfuls.

There may

be truth for you, looking out

from non-beirig being there can be no for me, looking out from that which it is to that which is not.

I grew quite in love with the thought of sitting in the carriage outside but there was no way to it that I could see I could only gaze into it longingly and observe its light, now shining among the dark pine trees, for we were passing through a wood.

Suddenly I discerned in tne further window of the carriage outside a human face, pale and ghastly, pressed against shadow of the glass

It was there but for a moment, and when I turned to look in the real window of the real carriage, I could see nothing. I left down the glass of the opposite door and looked out, thinking that somebodymust have been standing there ton the foot-board but the*e was no one.

Presently the train came shrieking into a junction station, where there were lights and passengers waiting, and barmaids in towering hair chatting at refreshment bar* with young men and I lost sight of the carriage outside, and al most forget the face that I had seen

But when once again in the darkness the face reappeared, peering in at the win? dow of the carriage outside, and this time It staid a moment longer but once more when I turned to the real window, there 'was nothing there.

Then I saw aomore ot it, and I reached home and didn't think any further of

tlie phantom fr.ce.'l.avirig so many other troubles that were not phantom al all, but real and urgent. On the very next night I was traveling noine from London by the same train. I remem bered when I took my seat that I had is delusion, as I thought, about the face, and I looked out for a carriage that was well filled As we ro-.e along, however, passenger after passenger lelt, and I found mvseif alone. Coming to the pine wood, I turned my eyes res0lutely awa\ from the glass but as the train flashed through it I thought it would be better that I should no longer avoid the scene, but look boldly into the glass, and thus dissipate the i3ea that there had been anything .but a mere nervous fancy in the apparation that I had belore seen. I saw the face again peering through the window ot the carriage outside. Then I began to think that mv friend whe sat on the other side oi the panel was perhaps not so enviably situated after all. There are shad attendant on shadows, it ap. ears, and ghosts have other spirits to^ haunt them. This face was glaring in upon the man outside, had it any representative in the world ot sense? I could not toll hut as soon as we had passed the li hted junction I seated myself on the posit side of the carriage and put the window down. At that moment there was a violent concussion I was thrown forward against the opposite side ot the carriage, and for some moments, a! though not unconscious, I did not know much wliat *as going on about me.

When I came thoroughly to myself I found that there had beer an accident on he line. The cutting through which we were passing had given way, blocking up th tracK, a: the engine had been thrown off. No one was se ionsly hurt, fortunately but it would be some hours before the line was. cleared sufficiently for tiie train proceed. The passengers could walk Lack to the junction and wait till it was clear, or they might sit still in tlv: carriages that had not left the line. For myself, I preferred to remain by the side of the railway and watch the operations for clearing it.

I5v and by the moon rose upon the seei a. We were in a cutting of loose, andv soil on the top of the hanks was a 'ring'.' of trees, which, I found, tormed a portion of a wood of considerable size. Several small trees had fallen down with the sand that had slipped from above. The land ship had made

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Hank, ank there was a sloping mass of debris between the top of it and the level of tne line. I hree or four plate-layers were already busv a' work slureling

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sand, and the officials h. 1 t-legraphrd for a lot of ballast-men, who would be down in ilrf" an hour' The night was tine, and the moon, as I, have said, had already arisen. The dark firwobd above looked mysteriously inviting. I made my way up the slope of thii bank and found myself in the gloom of the wood. There was a footpath, I saw, that led into the darkness. The pleasant calm below, the fresh fra grance of the firs, the whisper of the winds among their tops like the murmur ot an agitated sea, the dim vistas on either side like the ai-les of some darkened minster—these things led me along, and I followed

path into the recesses of the

wood. It did not lead me far. In about half a mile I suddenly came to an opening in the wood, and found that I had reach-, ed the railroad at another point in fact this was the main lin ,and the path form ed a diagonal to tl right angle produced bv it and the branch along whi.h the train had run from the junction.

As I stood peering out from between the stems of two young fir trees, looking up and down the line, I beeame conscious that somebody was watching me from below. There was a small signal-box by the side of the line, which was not, as far as 1 could see connected with any signal and from this box I was pretty certain that I had seen a human head protruded and rapidly withdrawn. Cur iously enough too, the glass window at the side ofthe box, which ought, I thought, to look up or down the line, looked sideways,so that anybody in the box could watch the wood without being himself preceived. Now I felt conv.nced that somebody was watching me from this window. I determined to make certain. There was a kind of track sideways down the cutting, which was not a deep one, and I lightly descended this to the level ofthe rails It was darker here than in the wood even, for the moon had not yet cleared the tree-tops. I proceeded cautiously along, crossing the line so as to get on the blind side of the signal-box, and I had almost reached it, when suddenly a figure spran« from the box and I saw a steel barrel glisten in some stray ray of light '•Who goes there?"'shouted a soldier's voicc right in my ear. "A friend," I said calmly, although I was a little -tartled. cha lenger had a polic man's lamp hung to his belt, the lignt of which he turned full upon me. "I beg your pardon, sir," he said

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didn't startle you, I ho|e?" "You did a little," 1 said. "I didn't know that our railways were so well guarded: What's your regiment, sentry?" "Oh, I'm not exactly a sentry," said the man with a sort of laugh. And yet he looked like a soldier he had a carbine in his hand and wore a military cap. "What are you, *hen?" I asked. 'Tm|a warden of the convict prison." "Ah,*" saiu I, "then you are looking out for somebody," "Perhaps I am, sir," said the man reservedly. "AH right good night," I said, and thought to my self, "If you are, I hope you won't catch him."

For my own part. I know of no more wretched fate than to be entombed in one ofonr English convict prisons. Their order, their science, scrupulous cleanliness, their inexorable system, appall the soul far more than clanking chains and noisome dungeons. 1 don't know whether, after all, I hadn't as soon be a prisoner as a warden. The prisoner must stay there and it is wonderful how a mind that is at all healthy seconciles iteelfjo the inevitable but to be a warden, and know that you can get out at the sacrifice of your bread and butter Indeed, gracious power*, I should think that the temptation to dance a

down the corridors and snap your fingers at the governor's beard would after a time become irresistible.

Well, all the this time I'm standing on the line' and a train is coming along. I don'tcare to stand too close to one of those lumbering avalanches, with a whiff ofthe sulphurous breath of the engine in my fa™, and I reach once more my perch on the top of the bank. Here she comes laboring and screaming, and sending forth flames and red smoke, as work-

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Irtg'engir.es do. A good train evidently. Are there distinctions of classes among engines, I wonder? The rough working one, which uses bad language and smells unpleasan ly your middle engine, which di alsin the best white steam, and is shiny with brass and is quite respectable and your high-caste engine, which drags royal personages and special trains, and goes to ce meetings and meets distinguished foreigners at Dover, and is fed with the finest coke and supplied with perfumed waters! This, at all events, is one of the lower orders and yet it is not a goods train that it is drawing it is a train of empty trucks crowded with men. Ah, yes, it is the ballast train, tearing a gang of men to clear the line, and that is a signal to me to make my "way through the wood once mo or else I may be left behind.

And yet somehow I didn't like plunging into the wood ii seemed so dark and lonely. It was far safer, however, than walking along the line, where I might be knocked down unawares by a strange engine. At that moment I remembered the face I ha» seen in the window of the carriage outside. For the fust time it struck me that the two points where the foot-path impinged on the line were the places at which the phantom face had appeared. It almost seemed as if it were some ghostly creature that haunted the wood. I felt a momentary tremor at the thought. My nerves weic a little shaken, and this harmless pine wood was to me as some baneful inclusure from which I could not escape. That was folly, of course a few minutes would bring me Safely to the spot where the train stood. I did run as my blood began to chill. But midway in the wood I was stopped.

Right in my path, 6taring at 111c with distended eyes, was the spectre face. The moonlight broke through an opening in the forest, and there it waited for me.

I perceived nothing but the face at the moment, but it belonged to a figure—a pale, gray figare. I was not exactly trighlene'd, but a little-awe-struck. At moments such as the^e it isn't the reasoning faculties that are occupied, but the inherited fantasies—the influence of traditional superstition. I remembered that a spirit must be spoken, to before he would speak. "Who are you, and what do you deire?" I tried. "Keep your distance." muttered a voice, "or I'll drive my knife into you."

All in a moment the Cxplanati®n of the affair flashed into my mind. This was no- phantom, but a escaped convict. "Mv friend," I said, "'I am no policeman I am a harmless traveller. Let me pass I'll not betray you." "How can I he sure of that?" said the figure, in a deep, husky voice.

The situation, I feared, was of imminent peril. I was not far from the land I could hear their voices. Should I shout for help? No, not. I thought of the man standing on watch with his loaded carbine, and the figure looked so haggard and miserable lhat I felt sorry Io iiitn'and felt inclined to help him. \nd yet he might attempt to cut my throat. "I'll give vou my word I wont betray you," I said. "Put your knife away I don't like the look of it." "Well, I'll trust you," said the man looking at me keen Iv for a moment. "After all it doesn't much matter, I'm tired of this work, God knows, and you can get the reward if ye plase." 'Thank you, I'm not a thief-taker," I said, for I didn't like the man's tone. 'Who was it said the word of thief to me?" he cried fiercely. "I beg your pardon," I replied quickly.

I ought to hare said 'murderer,' I suppose?" "By jabers, there is some one that will say that of me before long if ye rouse me tn desperation," said the man. "Come, pass on, whoever ye are." "Now, look here,'! I said, "if you're not either a thief or a murderer, I'll help you. suppose I oughtn't to have ottered this. I dare say my duty, 6trictly defined, is to assist the officers of the law to recapture convicts but my sympathies are always for the mice against the cats, possibly because I'm something in the way of a mouse myself, and know the fierce touch of Grimalkin's claws." "You'll help me cried the man, seizing me by the hand—it wasn't a felonious kind of grasp either. "You're a good fellow but how Look you here," he said, taking me by the arm "I've been out of yonder pandemonium for three days, and ail that time I've not tasted food or drink except the acorns I've picked up from the ground under the oak yonder, and the rain-drops that I've sucked from the leaves. I had a burrow, mark you—one that had been made for me beforehand—ank that I crept into when thrr hue and cry was first raised but it's all in ruins now the earth has slipped and buried it up entirely. And they know I'm in the wood, and at every fifty yards round it there's a man with a firelock but I'd not mind them if I'd the strength to run when I got out but: I haven't—I can hardly crawl. I thought to get away last night, and risked my life by jumping on the train as it passed but there was no empty carriage I could creep into, and the train was running into the station and I jumped off. And then I tried again at the other end of the foot-path, by my

hole

in the ground, but missed my footing and fell backwards just as I had reached a carriage, and but that the train was going slow, I'd have been killed. The night was dark, by good luck, and nobody detected me, and I crawled back to my hole and lay there all the day, and when night came on again I thought I'd try once more. You see the men's eyes are off the wood for a minute when the train comes past. Well, I did it to-night I jumped safe and clean on the foot-board, and I found an empty carriage, crept in and hid myself under a seat. I could hear the peelers, jabbering to one another, and they took stock of every man that got into the train, and then the doors were slammed to and the train went on, and says I, 'Mike, you're free!' And then there was this miserable stoppage. I bore it all till then, and then I broke down. It seemed as if the powers of heaven were against me, ser!" "Listen," I said, '"the watchers know I have entered the wood they will watch for my coming out. You shall put on my overcoat it will cover you down to your knees and my hat—you must take my hat and here, you'd better take my ticket, too," I said rather ruefully, hauling out my return ticket. "My carriage was the middle compartment, second from the engine. There's a railway rug of mine on the seat wrap it around your legs, and if anybody looks at you the convict trousers wont show. Go and read the

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paper till the train starts, and I'll stay »n the wood." It was wonderful with what alacrity my friend carried out my suggestion. In another five minutes I was standing all alone in the wood, shivering in the chill October breeze. What a lonely vigil that was And ve there was a warmth at my heart that prevented my feeling desolate, although I kr.ew that I had broken the law and had likely Hone a very pernicious action. I heard the train puff away, anjl with it passed my chance of getting home that night. Probably if I put my head outside the wood I should be popped at like a rabbit at a battue— but I meant to stay in the woods for while. A fir wood is a nice, dry, fragrant place to pass an hour or two in. There are an's, unfortunately, that build great comical nests out of the twigs that are scattered so thickly on the sot, hollow sounding flooring—fierce, combative brutes, who bite like demons and in the night one is apt to stumble over these colonies. But here was a nice, clear spot, where I conld lie with my back to abroad timber fir and try to snatch a little sleep.

I awoke with a start. A man standing over me—a man with a lamp in his hand the light of which flashed into my eyes, had awakened me. It was the warden 1 had seen before. Mis face was distorted with passion. "Confound you he cried, "vou have rained me with your cheating wiles but I will be even with you, scoundrel. 1 will kill you. and pretend that I'shot you trying to escape."

He clapped his carbine to my car there was a loud report—a series "of reports. "Now, sir, if you please, your ticket," cried the guard, his lantern flaring full upon me—and I came to myself with a gulp and a start.

After all. had I been taking a journey in the outside carriagt.—[ Belgravia.

WILLS.

As a satire upon (he custom in vogue in I o'idon of publishing the wills of deceased persons, London Punch prints the following assuming that it is "n from the London Illustrated News," the chief journal that makes such publications:

The will and testament of Ilorat'o Growler of Grumpy Hall, dated Novemj ber, 1846,has been proved under £1,000, 000, whereby he bequeaths his piope«tv

!n

equal shares to his brothers John anil James, lly a codicil, dated August,

1861,

1S54,

he revokes his bequest to John,

011

the

ground that the latter has married a wife with a squint, By a codicil dated January,

he leaves all his property to

the Earlswood asylum for idiots, with the intent of thereby equitably providing for his brothers and their families. A codicil, dated June,

1867,

contains rflere per­

sonal abuse of his relations, as do codicils dated May,

1S70

and July,

1872.

A cod­

1875,

leaves all his

property to his cook, "the only woman he knew wbo could make a leg of mutton last, from Srnday to Saturday." It is probable that this will,will be disputed, The will, Hannah Maria Sarah, relict of John Foodies, dry-salter, dated June,

has bern proved

$450,000.

four

Testatrix leave to her

sotib $250

each, and to each of her

seven daughters

$500,

and bequeathes fhe

remainder to the ioundirgof an hospital for lost dogs and cats. The will of Patrick O'Flanagan, dated "either July August,"

1872,

has been proved under

By it

$25,000

are left to the

British Museum, to purchase£the ancient sculptures of Ireland

$50,00#

to

the National gallery, to encourage Irish ait, and

$50,000

der

$4,000,

to the Zoo­

logical society, to form and maintain a collection of Irish wild beasts. The testator leaves all his kingdom of Tipperary to his brother in-law, Augustus O'Leary, "herebv apologizing for having broken the laters head at Clonmcl fair," and also the ancient regal crown, "when that thief Lanagan brings it back." By a codicil ot a later date,, testator bequeaths so much of his bluestone whiskey "as may not be consumed at the time of hi* death," to his cousins, on the condition that "they do not make beasts of thems'elvefr at his funeral." The will of Lycurgus Solomon, Journalistdated March,

1874,

has been proved un­

which sum has oeen left to-

establish an asylum for indigent authors. To Fitzmorris Belvidere, actor, is left the critique wherein testator declared that the aforesaid Fitzmorris Belvidcrc was "the very worst actor that had eser tried to bring Shakspeare into contempt To Montmorcncy St. John, dramat

st

and

actor, is left the critique wherein testator declared that the aforesaid Montmorency St. John was "as little capable of acting the 1 art of a gentleman as he was ot describing, one." To Georgina La Rose, novelist is left the critique wherein testator Oe, clared that the aioresaid Georgina La Rose, "had better cease staining her fingers with ink and devote what littie^ intellect she is endowed with to the making of slippers, or the turning

of"

a mangle." To the managers of the different metropolitan theaters are left several unacted tragedies, a* to the various puplishing firm of London are bequeathed some hundred weight of manuscript. 'I he will ot William Sikes,, gentleman of laige, dated Oc

.,1869,

has

been proved under a nominal sum. To his "firm pal," Jack, he bequeaths his favorite jemmy to his ''Ror'.y Cullv, Bill, the "tickler," which "he bunged from the old cove on Denmark hill

1,

a.id to

his Leary Bloke," Bob, his unexpired ticket-of-leave.

A CHINAMAN ELOPES WITH A WHITE GIRL. For several months past, says the Portland, Oregon, Bee, of November 3d, there has been employed as a waiting pnaid in the family of Gen. Sully at FortVancouver, a young and handsome girl, whose name we suppress for obvious reasons. There has also been employed as cook and general servant, a Chinaman who is described as being a •mart^fellow, and in personal appearance far above tne average of his race. Evidences of affection have of late often been noticed between the two, hut it was passedoff mia joke, and nothing serious thought of the matter till one day last week, when both the girl and the Chinaman were mis sing. Upon inquiiy it was .ascertained that thev had come over to tkis city together, by steamer. Here all trace

ot

them was

lit, and it is suppose! they took overland passage

for

of

California- The mother

the young

her

lady i«in great distress over

daughter's

departure and disgrace,

and weonderstand has left for San Francisco in quest of the fugitives.