Pittston Gazette

              ▼ \' • C - i, f fm. ALl. M ; . oldest Newsoauer in the Wyoming Valley. PITTSTON, LUZERNE CO., PA., FRIDAY, MAY 9, 1890. A Weedy Local and Family lournal. Tor the Oazbttb stayed a little while, and told tier mother he must go back to the mountains, the police were on his track—she knew now he spoke of having deserted—and he gave her mother lots of money, for she opened and counted it afterwards and told her it must all go to papa to get some one out of trouble—all were so clear and circumstantial that at last the hardened woman began to break down and make reluctant admissions. lighted hotel. A great military band of nearly forty pieces is playing superbly at intervals, and every now and then, as some stirring martial strains come thrilling through the air, a young girl in a group near at hand beats time with her pretty foot and seems to quiver with the influence of the soldier melodies. A tall, dark eyed, dark haired man bends devotedly over her, but he, too, seems to rise to his full height at times, and there is something in the carriage and mien that tells that soldier songs have thrilled his veins ere now. And this man the young traveler in gray watches as though his eyes were fascinated. Standing in the shade of a little summer house, he never ceases his scrutiny of the group. May. brimming eyes at the moment of their parting he could not say no to the one thing she asked of him: it was that if Rayner came to say, "Forgive me," before they left, he would not repel him. now was tne time to lay nanas on tne money and skip. At last he says to me, 'You are flat broke, and they'll all be be down on you when you get back to the post. No man in America wants five hundred dollars more than you do. I'll give you five hundred in one hour from now if you'll get the captain out of his tent for half an hour.' Almost everybody was asleep then; the captain was, and so was Mr. Hayne, and he went on to tell me how he could do it. He'd been watching the captain. It made such a big bundle, did the money, in all the separate envelopes that he had done it all up different—made a memorandum of the amount due each man, and packed the greenbacks all together in one solid pile —his own money, the lieutenant's and the men's—done it up in paper and tied it firmly and put big blotches of green sealing wax on it and sealed them with the seal on his watch chain. Says Gower, 'You get the captain out, as I tell you, and I'll slip right in, get the money, stuff some other paper with a few ones and twos in the package; his seal, his watch and everything is there in the .saddle bags under his head, and I can reseat and replace it in five minutes, and he'll never suspect the loss until the command all gets together again next week. By that time I'll be three hundred miles away. Everybody will say 'twas Glower that robbed him, and you with your five hundred will never be suspected.' I asked him how could he expect the captain to go and leave so much money in his bags with no one to guard it; and he said he'd bet on it if I did it right. The captain had had no luck tracking Indians that summer, and the regiment was laughing at him. He knew they were scattering every which way now, and was eager to strike them. All I had to do was to creep in excited like, wake him up sudden, and tell him I was sure I had heard an Indian drum and their scalp dance song out beyond the pickets —that they were over towards Battle Butte, and he could hear them if he would come out on the river bank. 'He'd go quick,' says Gower, 'and think of nothing.' disappearance or Mr. Van Antwerp. Lieut. Hayne, they said, had told them he received news which compelled him to go back to New York at once; but the gentleman's traps wero all in his room. Mr. Hayne, too, had gone to New York; and thither the captain followed. A letter came to him at the Westminster which he read and handed in silence to Hayne. It was as follows: POINTS ABOUT THE NYES uown mese imis, ana in ract in most places wagons could not bo used at all. It is a beautiful sight to the tenderfoot. Cords and cords of two and four foot wood come down these flumes to the steamboat landing, wet and surprised, but otherwise in good order. In Portland I met an actor who had just returned from Alaska. He says that Alaska as yet is not a good show place. He saw the country, however. I asked him how the scenery was and other works of creation. He said they were "very clever." I had never heard the works of God indorsed so heartily by an actor before, and so I speak of it here. I do it in order to prove that many of the unkind criticisms we hear relative to the creation are really unjust, and arise from a feeling of envy and jealousy worthy only of smaller minds. A truly great man will not try to belittle others. No matter whether we are trying to construct solar systems or elevate the American stage, nothing can be gained by the exhibition of a small jealousy. Do not order broiled oysters in Portland, Oregon. Other victuals are reasonable in prioa and well prepared, but there is no economy in buying broiled oysters. I paid sixty cents for six broiled oysters, and each one was smaller than a collar button. On the coast the clam is the Ward McAllister of nautical circles. He grows to an enormous size, and is arrogant to a degree. I saw in San Francisco a clam shell which had been used for years as a horse block—that is, I saw a man who said he saw it. His name was Samuel Post Davis, and a letter addressed to him at Carson, Nevada, will call forth a pleased and happy response. At Tacoma I saw several of the Siwash tribe of Indians. I paused to scrutinize them more carefully. Especially a bright young Alfarita squaw with white teeth and black eyes. They had been blacked by her husband, I presume. But she was quite pretty, and therefore a great curiosity among the Siwashes, who area low, trifling set. BATTLES AT MOBILE. May is here, in Its beauty and glory again, Acd the birds have returned with their gladsome refrain ; WITH CASUAL REMARKS REGARDING THE ASTOR FAMILY AND ASTORIA. Tne brook*, which were ch'lled into silence so QUARTER CENTENARY OF ITS CAP- There was one man in garrison whom Hayne cut entirely, and for whom no one felt the faintest sympathy; and that, of course, was Buxton. With Rayner gone, he hardly had an associate, though the esprit de corps of the —th prompted the cavalry officers to be civil to him when he appeared at the billiard room. As Mr. Hurley was fond of the game, an element of awkwardness was manifest the first time the young officers appeared with their engineer friend. Hayne had not set foot in such a place for five years, and quietly declined all invitations to take a cue again. It was remembered of him that he played the prettiest game of French carroms of all.the officers at the station when he joined the Riflers as a boy. Hurley could only stay a very short time, and the subalterns were doing their best to make it lively for him. Some, indeed, showed strong inclination to devote themselves to Mrs. Hurley; but she was too busy with her brother's household affairs to detect their projects. Hurley had turned very red and glared at Buxton the first time the two met at the club room, but the bulky captain speedily found cover under which to retire, and never again showed himself in general* society until the engineer with the scientific attainments as a boxer as well as road builder was safely out of the poet. TURE BY CANBY'S MEN. Beguile me again with their murmuring song; The blossoms end buds, on their tremulous steins. A Few Suggestions for the Benefit of the Salvation Army and Those Liable to Be Hit with a Kodak Camera—An Indian How Spanish Fort and Blakdj ML "Can't Ton Send a Fore* of TTi|f — with Axes?"—Fight In Mobil* Bay la Seem burthened with fragrance and glittering temi, I breathe the same odors, and h?ar the same tone, When an astute sheriff s officer finally told her that he knew where he could lay hands on Sergt. Gower, she surrendered utterly. So long as he was out of the way—could not be found—she held out; but the prospect of dragging into prison with her the man who had spurned her in years gone by and was proof against her fascinations was too alluring. She told all she could at his expense. He had ridden eastward after his desertion, and, making his way down the Missouri, had Btopped at Yankton and gone thence to Kansas City, spending much of his money. He had reached Denver with the rest, and there—she knew not bow—had made or received more, when he heard of the fact that Capt. Hull had turned over his property to Lieut. Hayne just before he was killed, and that the lieutenant was now to be tried for failing to account for it. He brought her enough to cover all he had taken, but—here she lied—strove to persuade her to go to San Francisco with him. She promised to think of it if he would leave the money—which he did, swearing he would come for her and it. That was why she dared not tell Mike when he got home. He was so jealous of her. "By the time this reaches you I shall be beyond reach of the law and on my way to Europe to spend what may be left of my days. I hope they may be few; for the punishment that lias fallen upon me is more than I can bear, though no more than I deserve. You have heard that my college days were wild, and that after repeated warnings my father drove me from home, sending me to Wyoming to embark in the cattle business. I preferred gambling, and lost what he gave me. There was nothing then left but to enlist; and I joined the —th. Mother still believed me in or near Denver, aad wroto regularly there. The life was horrlblo to me after the luxury and lack of restraint I had enjoyed, and I meant to desert. Chance threw in my way that temptation. I robbed poor Hull the night before he was killed, repacked the paper so tliat even the torn edges would show the greenbacks, reseated it—all just as I have had to hear through her pure and sacred lips it was finally told and her lover saved. Princess. [Copyright, 1890, by E. W. Nye.] J 8G4—Farragnt. So dear to my heart in the yean that have flown Astoria sits enthroned at the mouth of the mighty Columbia. She is a good town and reminds me some of Heidelberg. We played there against the Salvation Army and Smith's Bile Beans. The Salvation Army on the coast this ppring is doing rather a rocky business. They are mostly carrying on a guerrilla warfare in their business. They seem to be on neutral ground, giving moet of their attention to supplies. Instead of doing a general, devil defying street act and trying to scare old Satan by means of a tambourine and two homely women, why don't they take in washing occasionally, including their own? The 12th of April, this ymr, to the twatj- . fifth anniversary of th6 (toy thi intiftinl forces entered Mobile, the last Confederate stronghold that was surrendered. On the bay side the mouths of the Mobile, Tensas and Apalachee rivers were protected by obstructions. Forts Huger and Tracy were built on the Apalachee, and too batteries covered Spanish river channel Baidea all these, long lines of piles were driven to to the bay across the channel, leaving narrow openings for the blockade runners, tot M» Dile was a famous v In the years that have flown 1 Are the blos*om» * as fair r Are the fields Just as greet1, and as balmy the air? Is this the same brook, as it babbits along, That t Dld me Its story, and sang me its song, In the days of my youth, ere the finger of time Had touched my dtrk locks with its truth-telling rime? At last the musicians go and the people follow. The sands arc soon deserted; the great piazzas are emptied of their promenadersf, the halls and corridors are still patroni:«d by the few belated chaperons and the i giddy charges. The music loving girl has gone aloft to her room, and her aun|;, the third member of the group that so chained the attention of the young man in gray, lingers for a moment to exchange afe- • words with their cavalieri He seems in need of consolation.Yes, these have not chanted, and though I hare grown old. The earth keeps Its youth, and Its green and its C* tau, blockade running port, -ratranca from the sea to Mphllt Bk} old United States forte, M~|** The Confederates had sslasd 186L Fort Gaines wan ou T Wt Island, west of Fort Tnlnw. aad „ Grant% Pas, white Fort Mdrp* Mobile Point Torpedoss www hat* across the channeL On the tend Mm D lines of fortification*, * che summer at 1864 the runners had their own way mostly. 1864, however, Gen. E. R. 8. Canby ted to the command of the talttm of West Mississippi. Thatsom-5, Mobile was for the during the war. Admiral Fanra- of the west golf Mjaidna, Ire on Fort Gaines. Aug. 3, Gen. Granger landed a force of 1,900 at an try on Dauphin Island. 4, 1804, Gordon Granger's men, pro-7 Farragnt's fleet, marched up Dan* \nd to within half a mils of Fort There they intrenched themselves till next day, Aug. & It was am of Aug. 5 that the historic seso* steaming up Mobil* Bay lashed It his flagship, the Hartford, The leading chip of the aMMfc. was the Tecumssh. Stsasotag she struck * torpedo and wsoi to with her captain and 190 of her Then the flagship Hartford, with th* on board, took the lead. Th* two and Morgan, played on th* fl**t May greets, with Itr sunshiae, the rich and the At the were two and Gaines, them in D&uphii ©overtop was on planted, were threi poor; It gi'ds the proud porch, aad the low cottage door; To our sorrow-bruised brother, it brings its bright rxf, "Don'| be so downhearted, Mr. Van Antwerp. It is very early in the summer, anq; you have the whole season before you-" To warm him and shine on his wearisome way. Then bend low the knee, and with reverence say A prayer to thy God, for He bringetb the Hay; He briogeth the sunshine, the bird and the flower. "No, Mrs. Rayner, it is very different from last year. I cannot explain it, but I know there has been a change. I feel as—as I used to in my old, wild days when a change of luck was coming. It's like the gambler's superstition, but leannot shake it off. Something told me she was lost to me when you boarded that Pacific express last February. I was a fool ever to have let her go." Up to blockadr 11. was appoin, tary divisiou mer, Aug. ' Qrst time jut, commander )pened iordon  Jnion infantry "God knows I was shocked when I heard in Denver he was to be tried for the crime. I hastened to Cheyenne, not daring to show myself to him or any one, and restored every cent of the money, placing it in Mrs. Clancy's hands, as I dared not stay; but I had hoped to give it to Clancy, who had not arrived. The police knew me, and I had to go. I gave every cent I had, and walked back to Denver, then got word to mother of my fearful danger; and, though she never knew I was a deserter, she sent me money, and I came east and went abroad. Then my whole life changed. I was appalled to think how low I had fallen. I shunned companionship, studied, did well at Heidelberg; father forgave me, and died; but God has not forgiven, and at the moment when I thought my life redeemed this retribution overtakes me. To gUdden the heart in its loneliest hour. . GRANT P Rcbirsom. Wert P.ttstoo, May 1,169J. And yet there came a day very soon when Mr. Hayne wished that he could go to Buxton's quarters. He had in no wise changed his opinion of the man himself, but the Rayners.had not been gone a fortnight before Mrs. Buxton began to tell the ladies of the charming letters she was receiving from Mrs. Rayner—all about their travels. There were many things he longed to know, yet could not ask. THE DESERTER. To this part of her statement Mrs. Clancy stoutly adhered; but the officers believed Kate. One other thing she told. Kate had declared he wore a heavy patch on his right cheek and temple. Yes, Mrs. Clancy remembered it. Some scoundrels had sought to rob him in Denver. He had to fight for life and money both, and his share of the honors of the fray was a deep and clean cut extending across the cheek bone and up above the right ear.. "Is she still so determined?" Aug. tec ted by *. phln Islam Gaines. T1 and waited the morning of Farragui to tlte riggingwas enacted, ing squadror np the bay the bottom "I cannot shako her resolution. She says that at tho cud of tho year's time originally agreed upon she will keep her promise; but she will listen to no earlier marriage. I have about given up all hope. Something again—that fearful something I cannot shake off—tells me that my only chance lay in getting her to go with me this month. Once abroad with her, I could make her happy; but"  By Oapt 0HA2LE8 KING, U. 8. A. I isttir of "Jsswwia Bunch," "The Colansf* Daughter," "Marion'a roOk," Mte., Jtte. There came to him a long and sorrowful letter from the captain himself, but, beyond a few matters relating to the company and the transfer of its property, it was all given up to a recapitulation of the troubles of the past few years and to renewed expressions of his deep regret Of the ladies he made but casual mention. They were journeying down the Mississippi on one of its big steamers when he wrote, and Mrs. Rayner was able to enjoy the novelties of the trip, and was getting better, but still required careful nursing. Miss Travers was devoted to her. They would go to New Orleans, then possibly by sea around to New York, arriving there about the 5th of June; tliat, however, was undecided. He closed by asking Hayne to remind Maj. Waldron that his copy of Clancy's confession had not yet reached him, and he was anxious to see it in fulL PLAYING AGAINST SALVATIONISTS. I looked at her earnestly until she came timidly toward me with a large, wet mackerel in one hand and a blood curdling oath in the other. Then I said to Mr. Lacy: "We will now go and look at those lots of yours, if you are not too busy." He said perhaps that would be the better plan, so we trudged away. The Chinooks are a more peaceable people, fond of out door sports and Holland gin. Their lives are spent mostly in their canoes, which gives them wonderful depth of chest and a paucity of legs which is quite remarkable. One of them looks very robust as he rows, as he rows, but when on land he goes, with his ten converging toes, it would make you sure to grin at the way his toes turn in When they know the great adversary of souls as well as I do they will not try to scare him with cross eyed women or hive him and his hosts by beating the tambourine, thesackbut and the landlord. Humanity, charity, soft soap and unselfishness will do more toward giving Satan "that tired feeling" than all the loud and onion flavored hosannaa of misguided men and bleating women, who seek to harass the hosts of hell with a bass drum while their own children, with empty stomachs and unlaundried noses, weep at home. "And—I wouldn't believe it, but he did. He sprang up and went light out with me, just flinging his overcoat round him; and he never seemed to want to eome in. The wind was blowing soft like from the southeast, and he stood there straining his ears trying to hear the sounds I told him of; but at last he gave it up, and we went back to canjp, and he took his lantern and looked in his saddle bags, and I shook for fear; but he seemed to find everything all right, and in the next ten minutes he was asleep, and Oower came and whispered to me, and I went with him, and he gave me five hundred dollars, in twenties. 'Now you're bound,' says he; 'keep the sentries off while I get my horse.' And that's the last I ever saw of him. Then a strange thing happened. Twas hardly daylight when a courier came galloping up, and I called the captain, and he read the dispatch, and says he, 'By heaven, Clancy, you were right after all. There are Indians over there. Why didn't I trust your ears? Call up the whole command. The Riflera have treed them at Battle Butte, and Capt. Rayner has gone with his battalion. We are to escort the wagons to where the boat lies beyond the bend, and then push over with all the horsemen we can take.' As these family revelations were told throughout the garrison and comment of every kimd was made thereon, there is reason for the belief that Mrs. Buxton found no difficulty in filling her letters with particulars of deep interest to her readers, who by this time had carried out the programme indicated by Capt. Rayner. Mid-June had come; the ladies, apparently benefited by the sea voyage, had landed hpr New York and were speedily driven to their old quarters at the Westminster; and while the captain went to headquarters of the department to report his arrival on leave and get his letters, a card was sent up to Miss Travers which she read with cheeks that slightly paled: *crew. I \dmirai CHAPTER XIX. He bre.Ucs off irresolutely, looking about him in the strange, hunted manner the has noted once or twice already. forts, Gaineb with a withering fire, The Hartford passed Fort Confederate ram Tennessee, bt, invincible, bore down directly Hartford. The other Union j tacked the Tennessee on all ■ was a desperate fight that lasted At last the ram was disabled bj and shell, and surrendered with officers, 190 in alL Aug. 8 passed into the hands of the Aug. 23 Fort Morgan was tar a general bombardment by Then Mobile was won on the seasida j There was no more M blockade running. 0 Nothing of im- 1 portance was attempted against Mobile further till March, 1865. Then off ens i v e operations from, the land side be- * gan. Three com- ' mands, those of A. J. Smith, Gordon Granger and Gen. Steele, were gathered for the at* r« tprang up and imiU right out with me. "If I may ask anything, it is that mother may never know the truth. I will tell her that Nellie could not love me, and I could not bare to stay." "You are all unstrung, Mr. Van Antwerp. Why not go to bed and try and ileep? Ycu will be so much brighter tomorrow."Some few weeks later that summer Miss Travers stood by the same balcony rail, with an open letter in her hand. There was a soft flush on her pretty, peachy cheek, and a far away look in her sweet blue eyes. * '1 cannot sleep. But don't let me keep you. I'll go out and smoke a cigar. Good night, Mrs. Rayner. Whatever comes of it all, 1 shall not forget your kindness." £ ad. But I was speaking of Astoria. I bought a perpendicular lot there, with pockets in it and brackets for holding' "What news from Warrener, Nellie?" asked Mrs. Rayner. On the shore. So he turns away, and she still stands at the foot of the staircase, watching him uneasily. Ha has aged greatly in the past few months. She is shocked to see how gray, how fitful, nervous, irritable he has become. As he moves towards the doorway she notes how thin bis cheek has grown, and wonders at the irresolution in his movements when he reaches the broad piazza. He stands there an instant, the massive doorway forming a frame for a picture en silhouette, his tall, spare figure thrown black upon the silver sea beyond. He looks up and down the now deserted galleries, fumbles in his pockets for his cigar case, bites off with nervous clip the end of a huge "Regalia," strikes a light, and before the flame is half applied to his weed throws it away, then turns sharply and strides out of sight towards the office. "Fluffy has reappeared." "Indeed t Where?" farm implements. Astoria was And his string halt style of walk, and his Waterbury talk make yon smile. For his knees are out of plumb, even when he's ont of rum, and his language knocks you dumb PtTQrtl I in 1811 by Mr. Astor, whose family said to be people of means. His desce v "The one thing lacking to oomplete the chain is Gower," said the major, as he looked up over his spectacles. "It would be difficult to tell what became of him. We get tidings of most of the deserters who were as prominent among the men as he appears to have been; but I have made inquiry, and so has the colonel, and not a word has ever been heard of him since the night he appeared before Mrs. Clancy and handed over the money to her. He was a strange character, from all accounts, and must have had some conscience after all. Do jou remember him at all, Hayne?" "He is here, Kate." "At Mr. Hayne's. He writes that as he returned, the moment he entered the hall she came running up to him, arching her back and purring her delight and welcoming liim just as though she belonged there now; and"'  "Nellie, you—you won't throw him over, after all he has done and borne for you?" ants live in New York and are among our best people. The Astors and the Nyes are quite thick. They often borrow dishes of us when they have company come in suddenly on them. While our ancestors were catching whales, the Astors were catching "mushrats." The elder Astor was prospered, however, more than the elder Nyes, for when petroleum began to squirt through the ground our folks had to hire out to Capt. Kidd, while the Astors did well in the fur, pelt and green hide business. "I shall keep my promise," was the answer. When George Francis Train got ready to go around the world a few weeks ago, making Tacoma the starting point, it was suggested that he take with him Queen Duodessimo, daughter of old Chief Seattle, Duchess of Yamhill, and heir to the throne of Puyallop. She is now over 90 years of age, and no longer cursed by the fatal gift of beauty, but she said that her parents were both dead, and in their absence she certainly would not consent to take such a journey with a man of whom she knew very little indeed. She said that there was already scandal enough in royal families elsewhere without any contributions from her family. The queen then took a small bite of Piper Heidsieck tobacco and declared the audience at an end. As she sweptrngudly "And what, Nellie?" "He says he means to keep her until I come to claim her." Within the week succeeding the departure of the Rayners and Miss Travers, Lieut. Hayne's brother-in-law and his remarkably attractive sister were with him in garrison and helping him fit up the new quarters which the colonel had rather insisted on his moving into and occupying, even though two unmarried subalterns had to move out and make way for him. This they seemed rather delighted to do. There was a prevailing sentiment at Warrener that nothing was too good for Hayne nowadays; and he took all his adulation so quietly and modestly that there was difficulty in telling just bow it affected him. Towards those who had known bio well in the days of his early service he still main, tained a dignity and reserve of manner that kept them at some distance. To others, especially to the youngsters in the —th as well as to those in the Rifiers, be unbent entirely, and was frank, unaffected and warm hearted. He seemed to bask in the sunshine of the respect and consideration accorded him on every side. Vet r.o one could say he seemed happy. Courteous, grave far beyond his years, silent and thoughtful, he impressed them all as a man who had suffered too much ever again to be light hearted. Then it was more than believed he had fallen deeply in love with Nellie Travers; and that explained the rarity and sadness of his smile. To the women he was the center of intense and romantic interest.CHAPTER XX. "And so she's really going to marry Mr. Van Antwerp," said Mrs. Buxton to Mrs. Waldron a few days later in the month of sunshine and roses. THB END. A Mean Capture. "I did not think it possible when she left," "was the reply. "Why do you say so now?" One of the most forn fortifications waa Spanis shore. The Union attack ish Fort. Mobile was gai by 9,000 men. Gen. D. H.: commander of the depai waa in the city. Spanish long, iind waa seven mi The Union troops laid si A. J. Smith on the right, C Spanish Fort was coma son. Gens. Holtzclaw ar ilm. The siege lasted tl carried on by regular a Astoria is really a good city and shows much thrift and enterprise. The Astor family would do a very commendable I "I remember him well. We made the march from the Big Horn over to Battle Butte together, and he was a soldier one could not help remarking. Of course I never had anything to say to him, but we heard he was an expert gambler when the troop was over there at Miners' Delight." "Of course his testimony isn't necessary. Clancy and his wife between them have cleared you, after burying you alive five years. But nothing but his story could explain his singular conduct—planning the whole robbeiy, etecuting it with all the skill of a professional jailbird, deserting and covering several hundred miles with his plunder, then daring to go to the old fort, find Mrs. Clancy, and surrender every cent the moment he heard of your triaL What a fiend that woman was! No wonder she drove Clancy to drink!" It was after daylight when we got started, but we almost ran the wagons 'cross country to the boat, and there Capt. Hull took F troop and what there was of his own, leaving only ten men back with the wagons, and not till then was Gower missed; but all were in such a hurry to get to the Indians that no one paid attention. Mr. Hayne he begged the captain to let him go, too, so the train was left with the wagon master and the captain of the boat, and away we went. You know all about the fight, and how 'twas Mr. Hayne the captain called to and gave his watch and the two packages of money when be was ordered to charge. I was right by his side, and I swore—God forgi' "Oh, Mrs. Rayner writes that the captain had to go to Washington on some important family matters, and that she and Nellie were at the sea shore again, and Mr. Van Antwerp was with them from morning till night. He looked so worn and haggard, she said, that Nellie act by establishing a library or some permanent institution there worthy of themselves and the thriving town. There are 9,000 people in Astoria. The canned salmon is caught all along here, and the low sob of the steamer echoes back from the rich green velvety moss which upholsters the high steep banks, while ever and anon the wail of the sawmill ralla forth the sympathetic tears of the highly saturated sky, and the beautiful hill* in their fir trimmed garments give back an answering sigh. Another instant, afkd, as though in pursuit, a second figure, erect, soldierly, with quick and bounding step strides across the glittering moon streak, and Mrs. Rayner's heart Btands still. Cale—I say, Lige, heah's dat ole man croc'dile, whad ain't got no teeth. Less ketch him. Come on, ole man; he cain't hurt yo\ oould not bnt take pity on him. Heavens! think of having five hundred thousand dollars sighing its life away foryoal ■ when he's handsome. Mrs. Bayner made me promise to send it right back, because he would never give her one before, but she sent his picture. Ifs splendid. Wait, and HI show you." And Mrs. Buxton darted into the house. Only for an instant, though. She has seen and recognized Lawrence Hayne. Concealed from them he is following Mr. Van Antwerp, and there can be but one purpose in his coming here—Nellie. But what can he want with her—her rightful lover? She springs from the lower step on which she has been standing, runs across the tessellated floor, and stops short in the doorway, gazing after the two figures. She is startled to find them close at hand—one, Van Antwerp, close to the railing, facing towards her, his features ghastly in the moonlight, his left hand resting, and supporting him. on one or tne tail wooaen pillars; tbe other, Hayne, with white clinching fists, advancing upon him. Above the low boom and roar of the surf she distinctly bears the clear tenor ring of his voice in the tone of command she last heard under the shadows of the Rockies, two thousand miles away: Lige—Crowd in closer, Cale. I wants t' git my feet in. Chorus—Now, den; bof stan'up t'ged- city: "Can't you take a look at to-morrow? Cant you send no ment belonging to Ector am Cant 70a send a force of negn I can make good soldiers of the Gen. Canby had fixed April eral assault. At the same tin Granger and Smith, if any gooC for assault occurred April 8, vantage of it. Gen. Carr I the instruction to assault opportunity offered on tbe 8t on the extreme Union right, tor's brigade. After 0 o'clock tacked Ector's brigade in flaa a fierce band to hand fight gain of the parapet of Spanish Fort erates were surprised by the bol attack. Cant men advanced pit. Gen. Gibson suddenly and uated the works in the dusk, v of his garrison, and crossed the Canby's men captured with SO guns and GOO prisoners. Api same day that Lee surrendered ' While I was there the president issued his annual message, warning the seal poachers to go right away from there. By law he has to do this every year or lose his pay. I wish I could get a chance to write a message for the president one year, or, still better, prepare the speech of the queen for parliament. Just one would do me. I presume it would do everybody else. But it would possess its merits. I would write a speech for the queen which, if she could memorize it and get some good elocutionist to fix some suitable gestures for it, would attract and draw forth comment anyhow. —that through the crack and in the paper I could see the era of greenbacks, when I "Will you eend copies of her admission with Clancy's affidavits?" asked Hayne. had slipped in to make it look right 'twas only some ones and twos Capt. Rayner stood there and st» Jer.—Judge. "Here they are in full," answered the major. "The colonel tails of having them printed and strewn broadcast as warnings against 'snap judgment' and too confident testimony in future." packet, too, and Sergt. Walshe Bugler White; but them two were McCorkle—I hear that Danvers went out to Oklahoma and died there. On* Jump Too Many. with him, so that 'twas only Capt till we got to Laramie after the ner and I was left as witnesses, am McCrackle—His penchant for athletics was the death of him. You know what a great jumper he was at college? Yes. Divested of the legal encumbrances with which such documents ara usually weighted, Clancy's story .ran substantially as follows: paign did tho trouble come. I Mrs. Waldron was an object of jealousy becausc of the priority of her to his regard. Mrs. Hurley—the sweet sister who so strongly resembled him— was the recipient of universal attention from both sexes. Hayne and the Hurleys, indeed, would have been invited to several places an evening could they have aempted. And yet. with it all, Mr. Hayne seemed at times greatly preoccupied. He had a great deal to think of. To begin with, the widow Clancy had been captured in one of the mining towns, where she had sought refuge, and brought back by the civil authorities, flfearly $3,000 in greenbacks liaving been found in her dreamed of anything ever comini Instead of giving the long whiskered and rather trite facts about being at peace with the various foreign dynasties that I had married into, I would give a whole lot of bright family gossip such as must come to the ear of an old lady in such a position of trust and confidence as she occupies, and I would work in little society notes and a department called "The Man About Town." The annual message of the president, too, is open to criticism. Local hits about Washington would make the document far more juicy and generally read. Instead of going on with six or seven columns of nonpareil advice and suggestions to congress as to what to do during the coming session, I would boil it down to five lines by saying: "Gentlemen, you may go home and do your electioneering if you please, instead of coming to Washington to do it Leave your address with me and I will see that your salaries are sent to you." The salmon industry is not so profitable now as it used to be. A salmon that used to cost 25 cents now costs $1.35 to the cannery, so it is a question with tbexn whether they can can or not. Yet I suppose that after a certain manner, a Kan might do well in a salmon cannery. ALFAEITA. THB INDIAN MAID. oat of the room, cutting another notch in her scepter, ehe resumed her pail of clams, and, as she moved off down town, she looked every inch a queen. More prosperous monarchies may learn a valuable lesson from the conduct of this gentle savage, who, divested of her kingdom and mrwt of her reigning clothes, yet scorns t*D give the tongue of scandal a lick but that every one would say Well, he jumped a claim in Oklahoma, and died of lead poisoning.—Munsey's Weekly. stole the money and deserted; bul "Halt!" "I was sergeant inK troop, and Gower was in F. We had been stationed together six months or so when ordered out on the Indian campaign that summer. I was dead broke. All my money was gone, and my wife kept bothering me for more. I owed a lot of money around headquarters, too, and Gower knew it, and sometimes asked me what I was going to do when we got back from the campaign. We were not good friends, him and L There was money dealings between us, and then there was talk about Mrs. Clancy fancying him too much. The paymaster came up with a strong escort and paid off the boys late in October, just as the expedition was breaking up and going for home, and all the officers and men got four months' pay. There was Lieut. Crane and twenty men of F troop out on a scout, but the lieutenant had left his pay rolls with Capt. Hull, and the men had all signed before they started, and so the captain he drew it all for them and put each man's money in an envelope marked with his name and the lieutenant's too, and then crowded it all into some bigger envelopes. I was there where I could Bee it all, and Gower was watching him close. 'It's a big pile the captain's got,' says he 'I'd like to be a road agent and nab him.' When I told him it couldn't be over eleven hundred dollars, he says, That's only part. He has his own pay and six hundred dollars, company fund, and a wad of greenbacks he's been carry in' around all summer. It's nigh on to four thousand dollars he's got in his saddle bass this day.' Mr. Hayne and then got killed, the captain turned the packages No wonder a gentleman in civil life looks amazed at so peremptory a summons from a total stranger. In his high indignation will he not strike the impertinent subaltern to earth? As a well bred woman it occurs to her that she ought to rush out and avert hostilities by introducing them or something; but she has no time to act. The next words simply take her breath away: Hayne carried the packages, wi Too Big to Be Seen la One Day. watch, seal, saddlebags and all, to Cheyenne, and never opened them till he got there—two weeks after, when we were all scattered—then they turned on him, 1 is own officers did, and said he stole it and gambled or sent it away in Cheyenne.With one thriek of warning and terror *ke tpringt toward* them—just t'n time. "I hear that Barnum has brought back a couple of Italian giants," playfully remarked Tawser Caldwell to Ned Stephens.( M 'Jfr When she reappeared, three or four young cavalrymen were at the gate chatting with Mrs. Waldron, and the picture was passed from hand to hand, exciting varied comment. It was a simple carte de visite, of the style once spoken of as vignette—only the head and shoulders oeing v i8i Die—out it was tne picture ox a strong, clear cut face, with thick, wavy black hair just tingeing with gray, a drooping mustache and long English whiskers. The eyes were heavy browed, and, though partially shaded by the gold rimmed pince-nez, were piercing and fine. Mr. Van Antwerp was unquestionably a fine looking man. at her. "Yes, they are going with his show, but I hear they are so long that it will take at least three days to exhibit them." —New York Morning Journal. I saw her briefly one day not long since. She wore a slightly soiled, white woolen toboggan cap and an air of chastened melancholy. Also a red and white ingrain rug with fringe on it. Her teeth have fallen by the way side, but she is still vigorous, and as a charmer has few equals on the Sound. The Chinooks are not a warlike people, bnt they still retain their true nobility of Indian character which bestows upon the women the inalienable right to bear the children and do the light housework, such as killing hogs, digging wells, cutting cordwood and breaking steers. "I had lost much of my money then, and Mrs. Clancy got the rest, and it made me crazy to think of that poor young gentleman accused of it all; but I was in for it, and knew it meant prison for years for me, and perhaps they couldn't prove it on him. I got to drinking then, and told Capt. Rayner that the —th was down on me for swearing away the young officer's character; and then he took me to Company Bwhen the colonel wouldn't have me anv more in the —th: and one mgnt wnen Mrs. Uiancy naa oeen nosing my hair and 1 wanted money to drink and she'd give me none, little Kate told me her mother had lots of money in a box, and that Sergt. Gower had come and given it to her while they were getting settled in the new post after the Battle Butte campaign, and he had made her promise to give it to me the moment I got back—that somebody was in trouble, and that I must save him; and I believed Kate, and charged Mrs. Clancy with it, and she beat me and Kate, and swore it was all a lie; and I never could get tne money. "Sergt. Gower, I arrest you as a deserter and thief 1 You deserted from F troop, —th cavalry, at Battle Buttle!" possession. She had fought like a fury and proved too much for the sheriff's posse when first arrested, and not until three days after lier incarceration was the entire amount brought to light. There was no question what ought to be done with it. Clancy's confession established the fact that almost the entire amount was stolen from Capt. Hull nearly six years before, the night previous to his tragio death at Battle Butte. Mrs. Clancy at first had furiously declared it all a lie; but Waldron's and Billings' precaution She sees the fearful gleam on the dark man's face; there is a sudden spring, a clinch, a straining to and fro of two forms—one tall, black, snaky, the other light, lithe, agile and trained; muttered curse, panting breath, and then, sure as fate, the taller man is being borne backward against the rail. She sees the dark arm suddenly relax its grasp of the gray form and disappear an instant. Then there it comes again, and with it a gleam of stuel. With one shriek of warning and terror she springs towards them—just in time. Hayne glances up, catches the lifted wrist, hurls his whole weight upon the tottering figure, and over goes the Knickerbocker prone upon the floor. Hayne turnsone instant: "Go indoors, Mrs. Rayner. This is no place for you. Leave him to me." Mysteries of Trade. Butcher Boy—Anything else to take out? Butcher—Yes. This ten pound roast is to go to Mr. Wealthy's residence, and this other ten pound roost is to go to Mrs. Slimdiet's boarding house. Now don't get them mixed, or we'll lose two customers—New York Weekly. I wnTT» Ik- It "Here comes Hayne," said Boyce. "Show it to him. He likes pictures; though I wouldn't like this one if I were in his place." Gen. Steele's command had rea qpla from the south we«t March 19. immediately to cut the railroad gomery to Mobile, and to captun ery if powible. After destroyini of the railroad about Pollard, 8U to Mobile, arriving the last of ! force of 13,000 invested Fort BU east bank of the Apalachee, Are Spanish Fort, ' "• - * ' Port Blakeh the Tensas. Fort, April V, . Blately. It fell negro troops selves April 9. forty gun* was . federates evacuatec and Maury, w'. bile itself. / rendered to G«- The Cream of the Joke. "This," said the farmer's boy, as he ran his fingers about and carefully absorbed from them into his system the delicious golden accumulation upon the top of the pan of milk his mother had thrice hidden away from him, "this b the cream of the joke."—Merchant Traveler. Some of these Indians are quite ingenious. Yesterday I saw one whose Michael Angelo trousers were retained in place by means of a bright, new elastic truss. It was all he could do to keen irom Defraying ms pride ana being orfensively haughty, but he did. His daughter Multnomah was selling soft shell crabs on a falling market; also shrimps and other curios. It is customary for bright young tourists to converse with these red brothers and sisters. Most always, however, they are led to regret it. The Indian does not shine as a conversationalist, but for powerful word painting, strength of diction and general scope of fishmonger syntax he easily gets the best of the argument. I rarely argue with an Indian. Even when I lived among the more hostile Sioux I was the same way. I believe in giving every man the right to his own views, even though they may differ from my own. Mr. Hayne stopped in some surprise when hailed, greeted Mrs. Waldron warmly and bowed courteously to Mrs. Buxton, who was watching him narrowly.in having Clancy's entire story taken down by a notary public and sworn to ..before him eventually broke her down. She made ber miserable, whining admissions to the sheriff's officers in town —the colonel would not have her on the post even as a prisoner—and there she All styles of business, however, on the river and Sound seem to be doing well. If we do not mention the canneries, there are the pineries, tanneries, fisheries, eateries, drinkeries and town lotteries. I do not know how the real estate men in Astoria are, but certainly their lots, many of them at least, lead an upright life. on the 3d of April. was opposite the month of After the captor* of Spanish the whole Union arm j went to by an assault In which the especially distinguished then* The garrison, 3,423 men, with captured. April 11 the OMh ited Forts Huger and Traoy, 5,000 men, eracnated MoDril 19 Mobile was formally anrn. Granger bj Mayor Slough. Eliza Abcbabd Comm. Want to see a picture of the man you ought to go and perforate?" asked Webster, with that lofty indifference which youngsters have to the ravages of the tender passion on subjects other than themselves. Of Two Evil*, Etc. Dolliver—I think I will send Julia to Milan to finish her music lessons. And in that instant, before either can prevent, Steven Van Antwerp, alias Gower, springs to his feet, leaps over the balcony rail and disappears in the depths below. It is a descent of not more than ten feet to the sands beyond the dark passage that underlies the piazza, but he has gone down into the passage itself. When Mr. Hayne, running down the steps, gains his way to the space beneath the piazza, no trace of the fugitive can he find. ures, while little Kate was lovingly cared for at Mrs. Waldron's. Poor old Clancy was buried and on the way to be was still held awaiting further discfas- Mrs. Dolliver (delighted, but doubtful) —Do you think you can stand the expense?"To whom do you refer?" asked Hayne, smiling gravely, and little imagining what was in store for him. "And at last came the fire, and it was the lieutenant that saved my life and Kate's, and brought back to her all that pile of money through the flames. It broke my heart then, and I vowed I'd go and tell him the truth, but they wouldn't let me. She told me the captain said he would kill me if I blabbed; and she would kill Kate. I didn't dare, until they told me my discharge had come, and then I was glad when the lieutenant and the major caught me in town. When they promised to take care of little Kate I didn't care what happened to me. The money Mrs. Clancy has—except perhaps two hundred dollars—all belongs to Lieut Hayne, since he paid off every cent that was stolen from Capt. Hull." supplemented by Mrs. Clancys rueful and incoherent admissions, Clancy's story did its work. Mrs. Clancy could not long persist in her various denials after her husband's confession was brought to her ears, and she was totally unable to account satisfactorily for the possession of so much money. Little Kate had been too young to grasp the full meaning of what Gower said to her mother in that hurried interview; but her reiterated statements that he came late at night, before the regiment got home, and knocked at the door until he waked them up, and her mother cried when he came in, he looked so different, and had spectacles and a patch on his cheek, and ranch clothes, and he only Dolliver (firmly)—Much easier than I can th« piano.—Racket. I just heard of a young man in Portland who came up with us on the steamer California along with other things. Be bragged a good deal in social circles forgotten. What proved the hardest problem for the garrison to solve was the fact that, ■while Mr. Hayne kept several of his old associates at a distance, he had openly offered bis hand to Rayner. This was something the Rifien could not account for. The intensity of his feeling at the time of the court martial none could forget; the vehemence of his denunciation of the captain was still fresh in the memory of those who heard it. Then then were all those years in which Rayner hod continued to cyowd him to the wall; and finally there was the almost tragio episode of Buxton's midnight rotation, in which Rayner, willingly or not, had been in attendance. Was it not )dd that in the face of all these consideritions the first man to whom Mr. Hayne ihould have offered his hand was Capt. Etayner? Odd indeed! But then only one Dr two were made acquainted with the lull mrtfeolan of Olamv's  ina none had heard KeUie Travers* reluest. Touched as he was by the sight Me-worn oy's rei woven ee and Hayne o offer t the and "This," said Webster, holding out the card. Hayna took it, gave one glance, started, Mixed it with both hands, studied it eagerly, while his own face rapidly paled, then looked up with quiek, searching eyes. "Who is this?" he asked. "And that night, instead of Lieut Crane's coming back, he sent word he had found the trail of a big band of Indians, and the whole crowd went in pursuit. There was four companies of infantry, under Capt. Rayner, and F and E troops— what was left of them—that were ordered to stay by the wagons and bring them safely down; and we started with them over towards Battle Butte, keeping south of the way the regiment had gone to follow Mr. Crane. And the rery next day Capt. Bayner got orders to bring his battalion to the river and get on the boat, while the wagons kept on down the bank with us to guard them. Ami Mr. Hayne was Left the City. A.—What has become of that slick rascal, Beatemall? B.—He's left the city. after he got home about how good a sailor he was, and made quite a hero of himself. He made fun of his fellow passengers a great deal, and proceeded to be the life of the party. After awhile a young lady in the group began to look over soma photoffranhs and stereoaocad* views. Gradually she artlessly got the attention of the rest, and then she produced one which showed the young man on board ship, exchanging his views with the ocean. The picture spoke for itself with no uncertain sound. He Preferred to Pay. One day a boy got a sum to do. Hia master was very strict, and would not pass anything unless it was perfect. When done with the sum the boy took it out to his master, and found It to be Styd. wrong. "Go back to your seat and do it correctly," cried the enraged master. "Please, sir," said the boy, handing him "I would rather pay the difference."—Weekly Scotsman. A.—Left the city, has he? Well, that's lucky. If there was half a chance he would have taken the city with him.— Texas Siftings. "The man who's engaged to Miss Tracers—Mr. Van Antwerp." "This—this—Mr. Van Antwerp!" exclaimed Hayne, his face white as a sheet. "Here, take it, Boycel" • • • • • Nor does Mr. Van Antwerp appear at breakfast on the following morning, nor again to any person known to this story. An officer of the —th cavalry, spending a portion of the following winter in Paris, writes that he met him face to face one day in the galleries of the Louvre. Being in civilian costume, of course, and much changed in appearance since he was a youth in the straps of a second lieutenant, it was possible for him to take a good look at the man he had not seen since he wore the chevrons of a dashing sergeant in the Battle Butte campaign. "He has grown almost white," wrote the lieutenant, "and I'm told he has abandoned his business in New York and never will return to the United States.? The Siwash is also a plain spoken person, and knowing that he can never be elected president anyway, he is not afraid to express himself. It must be a pleasant life to lead. Tou just get up in the morning when you get ready and put on your bed quilt—provided you haven't got it on already—and then you go cheerfully about the duties of the day by sitting down in the glad sunshine. It must be real nice. A Divided Gift. And in an instant he had turned and gone. Tolliver—Which shall it be, Ethel, the diamonds or a brougham? I can't give you both. ■ m "Well, I'll be hanged if I knew that he waa that hard hit," drawled Webster. "Did you, Royce?" Bat Eoyce did not answer. • • • • • Mrs. Tolliver (hesitatingly)—I think I'd like—well—one of the earrings and a dog cart.—Judge. ■Wm s He had forgotten about there being a Kodak on board. Bombay, India, has a Sorosis club named for the pioneer organization in New York. The motto of the Bombay Sorosis is a good one for both orient and Occident. It is: "The world was mad* for women also." acting qi and he stayed with * • Professional Gallantry. I sometimes think that science will eventually make prevarication utterly impossible, but while there is still an opportunity I beg leave to submit the above, which was told to me by a man in whom I had formerly the utmost confidenoa.as; and him and Capt. Hall was together a good deal. There was some trouble, we heard, because Capt Rayner thought another officer should have been made quartermaster and Mr. Hayne should htve stayed with his company, and they had some words; but Capt. Hull g»Te Mr. Hayne a horse and seemed to keep him with S™' that night, in sight of Battle ujthe was out of sight ahead when we went into camp, and I was sergeant of the guard and had my fire near the captain's tent, and twice in tbe eveniQgjJower came to me and said A gorgeous moonlight is bathing the Jersey coast in sparkling silver. The tumbling billows come thundering in to the shining strand, and sending their hissing, seething, whirling waters, all shimmer and radiance, to the very feet of the groups of spectators. There are hundreds of people scattered here and there along the Bhingle, and among the groups a pale faced young man in tweed traveling suit has made his way to a point where he can command a view of all the passers by. It is nearly 11 o'clock before they begin to break up and seek tho broad corridors of the brilliantly 3he—Professor, I am afraid you find my conversation very uninteresting. /5±CUj - He—Not at all, my dear young lady. It is a relief, I assure you, to unbend the mind now and then.—Burlington Free Press. Good Motto—. For Husbands—It is the last bowMt with ostrich feathers which breaks the auntie bank. For Professors of Music—Practice on Um pianoforte makes perfect. , For Dressmakers—It is a bad silk knows M turning. For Cheese Mongers—High and nighty, j For rnsucceaful Poets—Hard llnis. » For Pugilists—Merrily goes tha mUL | For Drapers—Square your yards. I For Betting Man—Where's Um oddsf I For Miliars—None so dnsty, J A curious feature of the shore along the banks of the Columbia is tho wood flume. It is a long trough cut V shape and supported by high poles, making a long schute, sometimes extending for miles up the Inaccessible hills and topping ths almost inexhaustible pine woods which cover the blufflL Eight or ten inches of water will do the work of a hundred teams in scooting the fire wood Quits Auuriiig, If-foy* *•»»*and *«* fooe, relieved as he was by Clai relation of the web that had bee •muwtMwtt? thte Sick Woman—I'm so apprehensive, dear doctor, about being buried alive. Doctor—You shan't be, if I can prevent it,—Epoch. Rayner, too, has grown gray. A telegram from his wife summoned him to the seaside from Washington the day after this strange adventure of tiers. He found her somewhat prostrate, his sisterin-law very pale and quiet, and the clerks of the hotel unable to account for the "I tell you what it Is, Mahi table," be said, as he handed her half a doien of peanuts out of the bag from which he had been munching during the first act, "when a man isahog he will show himself a hog." "That's the truth, Lige," she replied; "you are not the man to nil under false colors. Boston Courier. True Indeed. ' Making Amend*. "Come, Nellie, don't be a baby. Crying won't mend your dolL" "Well, mamma, will laughing?"— Puok. iji': V-»4g