Pittston Gazette

              Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming Valley. 1'ITTSTOiV, LUZERNE CO., PA., FRIDAY, OCTOBER 14, 18C)2. KSTAHI.ISMKD 18so. D vol.. XL.fii. SO. 7. t A Weekly Local and Family Journal. D $1.50 PER ANNUM: ( IN ADVANCE. A FAIR fire, his huge meerschaum filling the room with fragrant, dream-inducing clouds. From any visions he was aroused by the quiet query: M ar- dor?.^ brogue and manner, wii uurc. " wm tne answer. •• \n', lc Uj' same token, I'll shpare a Clhr y av th' counthry sign till ih' next \v_\i vif j;ez us slxtops me.-" 1 "lie certainly risked his life," the b paused an instant—"a dotard's death, /sprue—'" f°r r0trvrAT?C1, th(n' rh h 'r L afl r'::! "*h tlmt impossibloVaae. one womaaverted. Me.vee saw warm color -low ra ~ht perhaps be $afer than two - on what of her neck showed above hex answered, with one of her rare "milt * vvra?" ''Your detection would bo rivn " w wn- » ul £E,man ::i C1,anv i "I5ut 1 cannot leave you unprotected " ways, iuss Clay, he said, sonously— "T -m n-.t " !• , "most so in lacking curiosilT. Any 1 Rh» V J, , hT*Z?rQd'C and otaer would have pLed to V A = » sr"~,hroas:h "•« i»i,or »"• s 7"" Tho r.?-" JS.ttS/" ▼oil®. Hut she quickly I^nsti11 argued, protested, war shall never meet again." ! 'e Th« woman was gentle, but "/ should have asked, a-'-wr- " V. unyielding. So, Anally, and with persisted boyish enthusl*!*. owrVMItg I hiSf^vJl/ .towards the his wonted tact. "You should have had J;tu'f'' hltc1"n» UP m habte and his nami.e an if you kept it until you ' a^^nce, at strap and buckle,from met at the judgment seat !" ! ''.tL]« hauds «■D deft as they were taper. -Should we meet there! he will 1-r.nv? ! cr e mw'a^s^win the west, throwmj wayward spirit, so little teds s od ' P* ,w°sr.s^a^vs *rom Octrees, as by myself. He v.ill l.r . i-..tlu.t I ; ' ounte(i the seat and held out am not ungrateful—that 1 ;un jufit,", ,,, She. tpoke as though to hers- If. ' , 1 '™nst obey yon," Ijc said, half"i shoukl like to shako hrt ■ Is with ' fnut?'S^r* "liS you-insist so streonoushiui—just, opoel" .V.eKee cried, w;.rmlr. j ■ , d,,wn Wpp to the creek. Cod "Ju gray coat or bluo, he is true kajb'aL , a^cl sPtDeCi you, Miss Clwrl. Vou without fear and without reproach." ! at?,t. 'rc vost womaQ 1 ever- nw.t." She turned her face full toward him,; ke®P and D*«»' *«■ pale, solemn, but very -aim. '.nd j , j$$ ™Uy. "I something in her eyes told MfcKrc thst1 fwesfc 2-" thl 4 cannot extheme had best be left for simpk r Cmo. , K , i ! aD.d ,1DeSble ru" "There's another loyal nr-d \rxil? fca n,V'' ***** **** t0 het frionds, Mi* Cloy! TW«sh I ai~tit T""- have had you across a week since, there .-wi. 1h„ ,f t jrilc" certainly is best intent and grrii risk cahm and sank into a in that fellow whose soul you pray f -r." the ** * slowly,°bot with Tli Ifi™** ,°t° unworthy—il .D1™ »C* tort* jSSSSKJKSMSS&S Z ment—my hearer will weigh my is- „.~r i, j J r, lJ »*« . ° - wepds. Iloth peered out intently at thC i • . ,, . passing trap and strange occupant vJl i^L8^8 anyWay; Tt,r both remained silent as* ghosts unti you»b. rattled on. T.hy cannot I do thry rattled out of sight. something like hi»n;-'. "A woman! What ean i% mC»?«, aw \ ou are doing—far more; dr-ingyour cu riod. whole duty," she broke in, reJstlesrily. ' ..rt-Q ' n _:_v, D■  ,.w„, .. „ . . . , ,,xf . it sail right,' the other answerer? Not like Aim, lie persisted. IIow "Thnt Is Oarrnll Meredith's trap, and %good. tpnercb, 'saoly, as ; think his old servant. 87« must N borne day I shall fcvl hor-;-ed v. a- C. I take his hand and tell h:.n ho-s. serv»id you— The nc.nkn turned short or; hitu What the expression on hor £aco said he could not translate; but, it cat hi speech off in mid-rush on his !'ps. H r own quivered, cs abont -to'rcr.v.k, bnt she only dropped fc'-r h: nd V.. ae""1- her skle and moved on agjin. After a little phe turned rii3\«D;-.1, evident effort; "How much warmer it seems!'' "Vt'armer! why, i 's co'.de.r t!:an thi North polel" ilcKee exclaimed; but he seised the changed ubjc-.'t en—fir Us ta'-t lold him there w is rrirl Bat should Anyone chance to eliciting his friend's frequent on his capital acting. soon vou v. m recognize me by tJhe "Wo have mcj before, boy!' You are to Camp Morton. I plan your release, if God will#." word: NYE ON HDD'S NECK flout street improvement Donas of Tidd's Neck under adverse circumstances *  July 5—To paid to porter on train while, eu route, etc  July 5—To telegram Io board of aldermen of Tidd's Neck stating that 1 would do the very best ] could toward seeking to float street improvement bonds of Tidd's Neck under adverse circumstances July 8—To personal expenses at Hoffman Howe while doing the very best I Could toward floating the street improvement bonds of Tidd's Neck under adverse circumstances  July 'To tuition in art studios while at Hoffman House seeking to do the very best I could, etc  July 1ft—To medical attendance incident to nervous prostration resulting from efforts to do the very best I could, etc  July 15—To return fare and porter fee1 after doing the very best I could toward seeking to float street improvement bonds of Tidd's Neck under adverse circumstances Blockade Breaker. And just as the clock struck three. Mr. Carroll Meredith's shooting trap, drawn by his best horse, turned slowly into Mr. Gray's large yard, the host 28 CO "Wud ye be afeher mindin' a cup o' toy, now, wid a bite o' shupper? Or wud ye rather wait fur that shrimp, Willie McKay, to coom—" "Dorp ros bud eine raore bickifl," tho man replied. "l)ey vill shland der isord on, dcr mill close by." I'll .shpake to 'im bcyant. Plisini dhra:.:i4s. darlin'!" A, PEN PICTURE OF THE PLACE A load seemed to press on the boy'» brain, making1 him dizzy, ash* read the last words. FROM HIS OWN HANDS. "Why, Mary, how dare you— The devil! Is that you, Willie?" Carroll cried, as he turned. "Why man, what is the matter? You look as grave as a ghost, for all your nonsense." himself—: ifp.m s j the 1 -iTvant y that Among the many dreadful priao* pens Camp Morton was accounted the very worst, and hideous tales—perhaps oragCyerated in transit even beyond the hideous reality—had crept across the border as to its privations and horror*. lie was. going to Camp Morton! Memory recalled those wretched wrecks of what had once been men, exchanged after months of lingering- torment there. And the clack-clack of the wheel* beneath him seemed to form into word* of those talcs told. To Camp Morton! to misery, cold, starvation—to living death—for how long? And again hia eye fell upon the paper, the penciling blank in the diirmed light, but just above the edge the words of John 8:32 Stoqdapg clear:- "The truth shall make you froe." ' The Gem City of the Everglade., and How It Wu First Discovered by Peter Stuy- imprisoned the sic inff thu frate. Hi" stared v prise aud doubt at the buxom woman handling the reins so like at) expert. :TDf-n- The horse trotted merrily by the dimly-outlined sentry, and the deep jsisrii of relieved suspense burst from the lips of Carolyn Clay, as they sped onward through the gloom. "Why did you delay so*' she asked. BY T. C. DE LEON. ith etiual sur- veeant-Orerholt—Progress of the Town. CojjrriKht, 1H91, by J. B. Lippincott Co., and published by special arrangement.. The Mayor's Little Trip. "It was not nonsense; only serious practice," the younger man returned. "If I can fool you, I think I may risk the blue-coats. Carroll, you can trust Mary implicitly?" "Aisy, darlin'. Ye've no r.;t'U .o look out. Th' shtrate's all clear."' the driver Raid, making1 an easy'turn to fate the gate. "15e me sow I, I do be forg Here's a note furth' young miss Misthcr McKay's soft on." [Copyright, 1882, by Edgar W. Nye.] Tidd's Neck, October, 1892. Th» chamber of commerce of Tidd's Neck wrote me some months ago asking me to risit this place, an* if possible write a letter from here for publication, a letter which should attract attentiou to the unparalleled advantages and innumerable resources of the place, and show also its remarkable growth. In response to that expressed wish I have arrived here and begun the work of gathering and classifying data for publication, hoping by the general and widespread use of this information to attract immense crowds of capitalists, and at the same time get perhaps a town lot as a testimonial from the chamber of commerce.[continued.] ' xou win go, unquestioning, witn anyone I send, no matter how singular my choice?" tliin! "It was very risky." 87 33 "Simply to ascertain which fork ol th ; road to t:ih«, Miss Clay." "With any you can trust," she answered, calmly. "As I can myself, with a secret, or a treasure," was the r«ply. "But what do vou mean?" , , "Onlj to play the Dromios with her, lor one night only," McKee answered, looking at his watch. "By Jove! nearly twelve! Ring for her, before she goes to bed." ••Willie Mcjvtse!" The girl's amazement ercn tl.en did not raise her voice, Uuxption. 68 80 Then dead reigncrl master of the house took ttot? not*i it soon reappearing' with two shadowy fig-ures, one heavily nmfded. S thn "I trust this one, as I would myself," he replied. "Be ready at three o'clock; the moon is down then. Dawn to-morrow will see you well on the way to liberty and home." in \ 8 00 "At jour service." he answered, cheerily. "The adjutant general UoC3 t i me: I diil not expect to meet auy pi. kets. Ihil we have struck the soutt fork now; it's not picketed, evidently; pn I you wi}} feu safe ai old Pete's cabir bt.-fopa sunrise." There was a Ion?, clinging and then Carolyn Clay whisper ora-c. "You are a true, good friend, Mr. Mc- JKW fte woman answered, feelingly. * "God ktto'ws—though I cannot say—how I thank you! I will be ready at three." She hel&ojit her hand. "Is this yoodby?""Words cannot say what 1 C Bess—and liiia! Think of it with God's blessing, within three Cluy* I shall kiss mamma and my poor little Fairfax!" 28 25 Fifteen minutes later, the leader of the german stood before the great mirror In Meredith's bedroom, side by side with the Irish serving woman, peering keenly into ito depths at her face, while his deft hand applied unguent, pigment and paint to his own. l'wfeet master In the art of "make up," the youth's fair round face rapidly took on the complexion of ruddy ai?e. Ilis features, too, quickly changed shape, apparently, as quick touch of the pencil set fines and deepened shadows in a second for wbicb tipie's slower, but surer, hand demanded years /ind the aid of troubles, thought and experience. Meanwhile, a lively running dialogue did not impede the work in hand. doar Total £3197 On the night of Aug. 23, 1878, Tidd's Neck was visited by one of the most destructive fires in its history. Box£lder street especially was a mass of flames. J y The shrill cry of lire was heard swelling into a sullen roar while the hungry flames.like great fork—ed tongues, licked up the last put of butter the widow Overholt had. Great, strong men ran to and fro wringing their hands or rushing madly into the heat and trying to save the nice, new grindstone. the%flames licked up the husk bedtick in the window and opened up a draft of air which fanned the furious blaze into a perfect pandemonium. Then there was a hush like that of death, and in the midst of it the insur- . I: mmm (RapteS xu A MADN1wHT sctrphjm T• -c iuit"ral elasticity of youth, aided in his case by temperament, i'^i.int('fi the color of the boy's thoughts*. One pen is bad as another, perhaps, and it may not he for. lung. Qemay have power to perform aa well p.S promise. Well, to make either effective, here goes!" And, bending oTer the book, he caught the light paper on, his tongue,. crushing out of it, between strong1 teeth, all semblance of a mes- yjiwikm fr-fi ;D: ■:•■ ; ) 1« *li ;' ! ! i.l, |i,; J'. I £#!'*! -(. !i. C*-m Wipj Mffl Tlright, deaaptive glints of sunrist slanted low f.Tjm the crisp east over the low shore lice, touching yet only the tall tree tops, as old Pet# ewerged from bifD dingy cabin on the creek and stood Ulifi a statuf in ebony, listening in* ' ' "Stalwart $nd tall, like AnoAC# eon,'' the long, bony limbs of the black, ovei vchicb the corded mascles played with fT.-ry motion, denoted unusual *tc:ngtlj, «yai» for ona.'oC his race and calling. XuiTihi grit* streogth of "No; only revoir, I think. aec you again, luoal pfrtbably." lie was at the front door again. But. had the debt of obligation been ten times as heavy, McKee would have felt it paid in full by the tone in which another voice whispered, after a hurrfed conference in the hall: I will Tidd's Neck has one of the mcwt araljft climates of which we know. It resembles that of Genoa, yet without the crowded and unhealthful apartments given to the poor of Genoa for occupation. The climate of Tidd's Neck is extremely luscious and bracing. There are no extremes rf heat and cold, aad yet there is enough variety in the couwe of the year to make the sale of clothing a good, active business. "Such a novel ideai And to good of you to trust me, Willie! God speed and prosper you, brave—dear boyl" CHAPTER XI. ▲ NIGHT'S MASQUERADE. sa-re. Xc.it night saw him entered on tha rcll of prisoners at Camp Morton, a flat square cf some twenty acres, formerly used as cattle fair grounds. It was then surrounded by a stockade twenty feet hi?h. pierced by one great gata at the north, near which lay headquarters and guardhouse. Outside this stockada ran u platform, lower than its top; and r.brtnt tins paced unbroken line of •ratine's, whose heads and shoulder* only allowed above the fenoe. Within, a hu$e uioat, twenty feet wide and half as deep, added security against attempted escape while reflector ljfcips, at intervals, gave sentrias,  ia shadow, dear view oif th%$aaw-e2ad iaclosure. TYiti» equally rapid step, but far light' er hean, Willie McKee strode through the bitter night towards his own home. The streets were quite deserted, the weather keeping indoors all not forced to be out; and, as he sped along, the youth hummed snatch ?s of opera,bouffe. \ "Yes, it's a grand lark, Mary," McKee said, «wjturally, "a fancy ball, where I cannot use * jmask. Do you think they'll recognize me?" What could be more delightful than this—a health giving and beautiful climate, yet one which will give good returns to the overshoe and liDen coat dealer? "I has nrap*CTED to" db fo" last1 .ne , ancQ oa the building was heard to expire. f/ % ■ , , WLrr-p[ " \f fr&rWtfrat"Sorra a wan o' "em!" A/rs. Clonan started at her double self reflected ip the gl*ss. "Shure 'twould bother th' mither av ye to know her child. A ball, is it, Misther Will?" Tidd's Neck has been truthfully called the Gem City of tha Everglades. In 1847 Peter Stuyvesant Ovterholt, of Mttsser'a Hook, while looking for the best possible location to which he oould cquaa while recovering: from a felon lost hia bearings while under the%9uence of liquor and discovered what i3 now called Tidd'n Neck. Findingjhat here he could be Alone with hisfSon for several days, ha remained free to make such, remarks as go with a felon generally, and sustains himself by means of roots, herbs and spirits, thus purifying hia blood and giving himself , a sharp, ravenous appetite. Bemembering this plaee in 1830, at which time he received a small pension as a soldier in one of the Indian wars, he decided to build at Tidd's Neck. His original homestead is shown on the left in tha following sketch; Suddenly a broad glare of light fell tipoa him from the hall of the Union club. As its door opened a slight man, Lb # military overcoat, fan down the steps. Facing the moonlight, the iinen recognized each other. JANK BUILDING OF THE 1TRST NATIONAL BANK OF TIDD'S NECK. Showing portrait of President Edwin McGar- Kle, who is also mayor of Tidd's Neck and president of the health board. lit- says he will stand between Tidd's Ncck and Asiatio cholera till he or it is knocked out. In 1377 he stopped the cholera w Jylo in Philadelphia It got to him and then stopped.] For many years the great fire at Tidd's Neck will live in history, remarkable •specially as the only firo in over 2.000 rears in which no diamonds were lost. DW"'t Realize Tha* He Had Grown So. Much. "I want to bay a pair of pants for inj little boy," said a country woman tokthe olerk as she entered an Adrian clothing • •tore. . way, if you please, madam) ibout what size?' inquired the amiablt tlerk. "Well, I couldn't tell exactly without teeing'em. Just show me some "Very likely; perhaps several," Mc- K#e replied, lightly. "Ther«, that lino across turns up the end of the uo&c. Anyway, Mary, it will be a regular surprise party. Think I'll dp?" thv.se', He polr,tQfl to tha dnltgfewing winrtov» of the cabin; and born men, still kL-ewtn? close in the 6kirt of woods, ccept noiselessly up and peered into it "Goodevening, Maj. Bond." HE KX1-KNDG9 HJH HATH, AVD jmS. CT.O- CM cattle penij, long-, low and dismal, wore the barracks for prisoners. "Good evening, Mr. McKee. Walking towards home? I'll joi# you." And, 'dropping into step, the faderal officer went on, in seeming innocence "Have •not seen you for several days. Been ducking again?" "I do be thinkin' they're betther eyes than common, ef it don't," the woman answered, adding, with a meaning look: "Sorra a bit o' my flggerye have, tho'. Axf in th' night they'll look more at th' figgertlian th1 face. Shure, it's no o*de *ddin' to th' risk, bad luck to 'em'" NAX SHOOK IT WARMLY eagerly She ?'.» there! Let's—" the iftt "Good-by, darling Care. Dffiv lie watch over and take you safely to them. Willie «av* you 'can trust the woman implicitly." their upright' plank sides so  by and wt&fh r os to give tar mure, -ventilation than was saDfe for life, vrith tmwr::ture varyuig aiDoutDzero. "Four tier:; »Df shelves, scarce three feet between, formed the bunks, in which wretclacd men crouched by night-—and rncst of the day as wall—for warmth,, wedged in "spoon fashion" and shivering under fancri blankets as each "mtsBif* could scrape together. Two cold, urearv, on3less seeming days The sights and sounds about aided, by the long drawled tal§*6 j hqpu)*!ts: men crouched over scanty embers, began to wear upon the boy's brave spirit. Ak-eady his eye had lost its bright boldness, and a heavy weight pressed upon his heart, that the longest watch upon lonelv picket, the most wearing lying,still under fire, had neve* hir, tod to it. "When he looked upon the things about him—famished, bloodless, hopeless remnants of what had onco been men like him&eif—then upon that high stockade, with eager-eyed sentinels pacing short intervaled posts around it, Evan's spirit fell, and he grew sick with helplessnoss. He felt that the motto of the Italian might well bo reared above that strong and guarded gate:''Lcueiateogni .rp^rrauza, voi e7C enlra'e!" Then, on the third morning, all was stir and bustle betimes. Men wore, ordered into ranks at reveille, sick or well, many scarce able to stand, from illness and starvation, some of them but half clad and wholly shoeless, all well-nigh frozen, as they shivered tor hours in that piercing airy in half a foot of snow. Grim, u us haven, with matted hair antl ftlthy shreds of clothing, a grewsorae, hideous parade of misery they made; for the rare exception was he who had one decent garment, and did not share that with nauseous vermin, bred of uncleanliness and, w*nt of change. But now the prison-inspecting officer had come; for the better manhood and independence of the press, learning the hidden facts of some of the worst prisons, had not failed to turn the strongest light upon their abuses. And so grave and circumstantial had grovra the repetition of press demand for rj; form, that Mfc. Lincoln hitnselj 'took note of it, . - rpcn'ier began; one firm hand over his movth, the other pulling him down ber.cuth tba sill, as Clay quickly tutued hr-r C:'ves froci fire to window. jicnt D7 r- .t "I do, dear; tell hira s«4 ''  God bless you and him! God Uum* you alii'' "No; not since I saw you last. My mother has been rather sick," McKee answered, readily. "Splendid weather for ducks, too. The •hooting' will be •splendid to-morrow." "jfcre you going to try them? I'll give you* permit," the major replied, rath.er quick] V, it seemed, to the alreadywarned B»J timorean. But he answered, naturally: £he spoke gravely; and th«D earnest gleam of her eyes into his ow n told this man that she more than suspected his excuse for the disguise. "So you think it is not a ball, Mary?" fee asked her, abruptly."Am 1 qrftwmg nervous?" she said to faorselt with a half-smile. "I fccJly fancied I heard a whisper there, Caro-. iyn Clajf, i uui a&harrwd of your coward- Another straining of the girl to her heart, a long, sisterly kiss, and Carolyn Clay was on the scat by her o\ran(Dg guide, and Mr. Gray tucking in th* heavy robes, needful that freezing night. Then out quietly into the still street, /slowly over echoing stones, through moonless, bitter cold, the hunting-trap rattled lightly, the pace mending a» they neared the outskirts and the impatient horse, given his head, broke into bis swinging trot. 'no The two shadowy figures had witfytlfawn to some distance, the fi»st speaker p-rain the first to break silence "Shure it's not to be thinku^ paid, sor," the woman answered. "Me € ■ f aunt use to say thot th' shet .mouth caught no flics. But. whither it do be a fight, a frolic or a foot race, ye'd best kape the figger up to th' face. Wait a bit, Misther Will." "VY hy not?" ho whispered, eajrerly. "The eoast is clear. Let me gu in {itid speak— "No; bat thanks ail the same. I can't leave my mother. Her trusted old servant is called suddenly away; serious illness of her daughter. She leaves toaight: so I must stay and play chief nurse to her substitute." TMP»." I ir&t, lot mo remind you to remember your pledge," the othar broke in. I puqt bo In the city by darm. You art- to go ,"vliine; but I hold you to your C ;1h tu f.pirit as In letter! Itomcmber! A haolute aHeuce-*-" sTzing up the boy. ' hard, aeamm) face shovred (oner Btrrngtti well suited to hla body. Cleaner cut and firmer than usual with the negro. I'etp's featuroa ware grave and Ktfern. thf thin, Dixie lipa aet, aa though used t» sudden peril and his were the motto irBMjyf' i ii ' — /J She left McKee to polish his%omplexion with a hare's-foot, standing in a jxtost composite attire. A heavy, lownecked hunting shirt terminated in three pairs oi dark tights, drawn on for warmth; and over these depended an ample skeleton skirt of the day draped with a dark balmoral and a massive papier of stiff crinoline. Selecting a heavy gray wig of woman's hair, he quickly adjusted it, combing the bands low over his forehead and twisting the ends in a tight knot. 4hV rfgfigl * * Carolyn Clay, wrapped in close-clings lng thought and once more joyous in ker sense of freedom gained, was as silent «for awhile as was the careful driver;  as they left houses far behind and bowled along the country road, she turned to her mute companion: k i "Well, I shall be glad to furnish you permits," the other said, courteously, "at any time. Beally, they are scarcely •necessary now, but may be at any moment. Call on me without hesitation. I am something of a huntsman myself. " A 'V \\1 Not eren to—** tOORlXQ VT BOX ELDER STREET IN 1850. of th« Doug-la*: "Ready; *y '■ iii WW, save t* Mm! One whisper, one hint, might ruin all. More Lives the a yours and mine depend Upon it." "I "wi't oU-y," Was the answer. "tied knows 1, can never cancel ciy debt to you! \\ ithout ifiy oath, your wish wo'.iVl he my law. } V'Ul ba silent and obev.** * Mr. Overholt soon discovered that the climate was especially suited to the encouragement of home ties. Ha felt lonely at first, but one home tie seemed to call for another tilj, by and by all seemed lively anC\ gajr, and the old feeling of passed away. next introduce a view of Bos Elder street in 1860 mer«iyta show what improvements have beeu made in that time by the oarty settlers of Tidd'sNeek. This onward march of prosperity and wealth was soon, however, to be checked by the war. , The clatter •( hoof and wheals grew clearer; then Meredith's familiar trap appeared and (frew up at the oabin. • Here we are, Pete," McKee cried, (oenriiy, diwaof nting feat fc* skirts permitted, and agisting Miss Clay's light descent tiom her cold perch•-Sarvant, Mirs' Kee! How jo' mar?" the negro answered, with a (frave bow, Sut showing no surprise at the familiar vrise coming' in such questionable tDhrpe. Had Original Sin come in that (rap and spokea in that voioe, Pete had accepted them as countersign and pa- T»fC* "* "You seem to be a good driver." "Indeed? Wish I had known that before," McKee answered, promptly. "However, better late than never; and I be glad to have yon join (far very next trip- Here's my door." "Ehaaks. Good night," the federal «aid, muttering, as he turned away:. "Xo harm in feim. Fitzhugh was right; he's as big a fool as he looks. They were mistaken; k* no watching." Suddenly he turned, stepping rapidly back to McKee, strangely delayed by the familiar night-latch. "By the way, Mr. McKee, who Is Mr. Carroll Meredith?" "Shure; 1'ye jlruv him nfbro. Th* beastie knows tho hand cf pjc." was thg quiet reply. H "Is ttiere any chance of meeting patrols on this road?" the girl agair queried, after a pause. M * I trost jjou," lie held cut iiis h"3»l. UJs companion graspcCl rt, staridiag quite still, a* It was with- "Of course, to bo sure; how would these rait him?" and the clerk displayed a Tery cute affair for a hoy of about fiv« years. As he stepped back for final view, the womaa reentered with her ample Sunday gown, aud a poke bonnet of unusual depth and flagrant io decoration of green and yellow flowers. Besides, she carried a ponderous pair of corsets, with ample waist. "Diwil a guard," was the response. "Th' addijjittint-gineril towld me—by ]th' same token, Misther McKay—thot th' road wa*D clear—" ''•if y drawn—with somethfin*? lfl-e a jrwfin— an.i the man passed rapidly away into thiC shadows. "Oh, sakes alive! he's bigger'n that) ha ain't no baby, Johnnie ain't." "Would these be about the figure foi him? and the clerk presented anothei pair to view, very much larger. "Laws, not He couldn't wear them na mqre'n notion." ' "Well, here's something that ought tc fit him, I'm quite sure." ' "Sakes alive! Hain't j-ou got nothin bigger'n that?* "Yes, but I thought you -wanted them for a small boy." , '•Well, he's quite a good sized boy." "Here's another pair. I assure you these would fit a large sized boy." "Shoo! them wouldn't reach to his ankles. He'd be worse off in them than the ones he wears now. Git somethin about a foot longer." "You mean a man's size, don't yon?' s "No, I don't. They're for my little boy." i "Halt! Who goes /there?"' rung out a challenge from the darkness directly in troufc And the driver's great for gkurwi rested against the ample bust, as the horse was pulled up "WhC? goes there?* the challenger repeated, gruffly, "An* who wad jre shuppose?" was the answer, to Miss Play's great dread. "An', by th' same it's not goin' I am, but comin'." Just aa Mr. Orerholt was about to inaugurate other and greater improvements, among them the removal of the feather tick in the window on this end of the house, the country wa» ylunged into a fratricidal strife. Hastily calling his family together at Foley's Grove, he stated briefly the war had been brought by others who had more means than he had, and also that poor people would have to do most of the fighting and take their pay in wooden legs, so he had thought seriously of seceding from the war altogether A moment later Miss Clay aCrain «ti'.rted—this thne t;q her feet. There V£_s uo mistake'; a step sounded without, approaching the cabin. QaWUly the girl grasped the revolver, leveling it as soft tap sounded on the door. A sharp click sounded warning fcimu)- tancously with her calm 9alh "Come iqJ" . 4 "Mither of love! bat ye do be a fine copyi" she cried, admiringly. ''Yer hid's a darlin' knot an' all; but thiut Jigs an' that waist shperils the siromithry! 'There," she added, adjusting the corset, "shlip under a few towels to fill out th* wauth, sor! Look at him, now!" .-4 "And her$ I am again, Pate," 0»e girl wi4. as sic threw lDack'her "pan we get across xmw?" miiy," the negro repeated. ''Glad yo's cum, •holy. J has inspected yo'de fa'lw'fefps " "Carroll? Why, major, he's lhe«A\d» bachelor of the town; oar Maryland's "Maj. PendennU.' Don't you know him?" " t SHOULD MKT. TO fiHAEC ] him!" M'Kixcr.irn, \v.\ iiam ".No; only heard his name. Is he a, hunter, too?" fce avoid In the other, w hethor romance or not. 80 he added: McKee, selecting a massive pair of pads, was deftly fixing then* ip place with safety pins. "Have you the countersign, woman?" "Thank you. Can we get across tonight?" she sgqfn asked, anxiously. "Reck'n," th« black replied, as gravely as briefly. 4'De creeks is scummed wld ice, but et'a light, an' I kin wuk out onto de flats, sholy. Den, ef de ribber cnt close—" ''There is a creek just ahead. Lot us try it for be." The door swung slowly open, and tho Crolijht showed her a stalwart figure, dressed in the very height of loudest fat hion. "A very Ximrod," McKee ansmved, "Have I th' irliaalT But I'm not to be /phtopped by iny wan! Gin'ril Bond, beyant iij th' town, sid I'd take me dochther home fre§ an' ondisthurbed, sor." lightly—"the best shot and surest cast of a fly in all Mar}-land. As you're a hunter, you must meet liiia. But come in and have a nip before you torn In," "Sow shlip th' driss over yer hid." A thin skim rented on I he rvjrf: the little ran. but it quickly gave v/fty, even at the books, under tlic pressure of Mrs. Clonan's Sunday lies. !• Of "Waitm. If it. I must secure my figure first," he answ«ccd, struggling into- a tight net Bhirt, and pulling it down tiouglv so as to round his artificial amplitude into natural curves. Then—- the dress slipped on, the hooks fastened and the poke bonnet in place—the masquerader strode heavily Into the sitting room. Then a cry broke from her lips, and the next instant 6he was folded in the arras of Evan Fanntlnroy! "Regarding this," said ¥bh «•» * rich man's war and a poo* man's fight, I ' ** vacation and visit intdftfeias, lie threw the door wide, turned up frsttime, a sr Mrs. Mc- "Have you the countersign?" again came gruffly from the darkness. iftfl it ber* she interrupted, impatiently,"That will not da much hftrnt," fee said, confidently. "These flats freeze a city, at KDajf, before riypf Biit jpy must get hp loss to-nigTit ;thf Jiall tfas, and, for tht mnioaiet foot had passed cr jtatous threshold. "Try that brandy," Willie *lfjr father thirty years-ago. yfm don'. Mary Clonan must have Iaf, "Miss Clonan has good major said, emptying his g sigh of satisfaction. "I d judgment: cognac like that Jounil often." |" 'Mia' Clonan *!•' a "be marster knows." P»te answered. gravely as a Covenanter. "He ent sendin' fete no m&rracles; so dis olo nigga's dorj't ffo oo fudder das de presunt. But I wck'nl" CHAPTER* Xllt ry CAMP MOBTOX have decided to* a D  MexicQ the home of the A) "yhure I've some av it," was the reply, and the driver nudged Miss Clay, as the far gloves woqt deep into the ample pocket and drew forth a goodly flash. To the girl's wonderment, it went straight to the owner's mouth, a gurgling swallow, a resounding smack and a strong odor of brandy filling the cold air on its withdrawal. said in the imported it use it often; it out." '*1 will. Only death shall stop me thiftime!"Packed la with companions In misery, on the prison train, that frosty Baltimore Sunday, Evan Fauntleroy had wrapped himself in his new-found ulr.ter anil closed his eyes. But wide-awake thoughts peopled his brain; and frequently his hand crept to the indicated pocket, feeling1 for the suspicious paper barely detected under «the heavy c'loth,. But, through warp and woof, the little paper actually burned anxious boy. "But we have nothing larger in boyrf suits." The S[ir}s but th«= in it Hiiui'j U«r companion st;»rv. with open admiration. For hoars they trumped briskly u! the crisp, dold woods, air stud e \;iae bringing natural glow back the woman's checks, wluie her  eany stride tested solely McKei's m..:. •agemeut Of his heavy and novel skirts. Then they went back to ihe cabin, talking long and earnestly her plans alter janding, pf chatce* for the enmay's "An" I'm afther thinkin' it do be time forbid, Masther Carroll." he said, with a deep but laborious cqurtesy. "And we reckon on soma hot coffee, Pete," MeKee said. in, Miss Clay. You need It, after that freezing ride." it liel Then, was ever the case whe* that strong, quaint humanity to the president w as roused by wrongs the war ordered inspection, close in®jfcation and report. And Gen. BahWu en route to this special duty whcnAhe prisoners had halted in Baltimore jfcroots the previous Sunday —now the Camp Mortqu gfr&ik.- ade, followed by a small staff. The obsequious major in. command, gorgeous in new uniform, moved bj his side with an exaggerated deference all the more notable from his usual self-importance. But very grave and stern were the veteran's set lips, as hs turned often to the aid beside him, instructing entries in the book he bore. But out of the grave, firm face the c-ycs gleamed pityingly and surprised; along that long and hideous tine; and raore than once they, lingered king and painfully v;pon some object more pleading thafi its neighbor, in the suf- "You ain't?" "No." taete/' the rlaas with a [rink to foe/ is not to be "Great!" cried Meredith, glancing' (from counterfeit to reality. "Mary's ▼ery self! Willie, that would be a triumph for burlesque." "Well, I don't know what Til do; guess Td better look some other place." "Wait a minute; just look over here;" and the clerk conducted the woman tc another department and presented for her examination a pair of trousers designed for the adornment of a man of about six feet. "Corp ral—ga-ad! Post number one!" called the impatient sentry, as his musket rattled to a ''charge." "Sarvant, Mars' Kee," the negro said, removing his woolen cap, as they entered. "De "offee's dar; an', wid de lady's permission, I'll go 'tend ter Mars' Car'l's hoss." reliable grandmother of about sixty," the other retained, with a laugh. "She is the •errant whose daughter's illness keeps me from the ducks. By the way, she leaves at dawn; awl, as you said the p«r«« might be needed, would you mind (firing- her one?" he added, naturally. as he refilled the major's gla^p. "She may need it»" the latter answered, courteously. "Ill write her /ojie, anyway, for her presence of mind 4n leaving that cognac out." He took oat a pass-book and began to write. "Better make it for herself and daughter, eh? She may wish to move the giriL later." The peas given, the ushered out with courteous pressure 4CP call (again, but the door eagerly locked bebjpd him, McKee sped softly np to his own apartments. Once there, he opened that arr "Bedad, Mary shwells a rat; and I'm thinkin' it do be safe to thrust th' slipat avher!—Mary,"—he turned gravely to her—"if I'm going to a ball or a funeral it makes no difference; but I want you to keep closely in the house until I return your clothes. I know I can trust you, and I am truly grateful for your trouble and willing help MX)KJNCt PP BOX ELDER STREET IN I860. [Showing growth of the town la Lorthwesterly There was sound of feet approaching at a, run; then the thick voice growled: Was it a hint to escape? he thought. If so, perhaps he was losing the precious moment. Xo; it must be news pf Carolyn Clay—how the had managed to elude, her careful captions, ()r perhaps that paper was a trap, only to lure him to detection and rougher treatment. No. indeed! The eyes of the girl had told him he could trust the writer. And what eyes they were! He could see them now, through his closed lids; and be rambled in thought after that romance, as the sun sank lower in that west towards which the train was whirling him so fast. "With the fading light ausicty came back, and he felt once more for the paper, eagerly, but Cautiously, slipping his hand in the pockct and breaking the threads wh^re L' Vat fur vos you yelling, Shones? Haf you found somedings, ain'd id?" direction.] with whom I was ]Dartially acquainted." He then set aside a couple of days for kiasing his children goodby, and quietly at eventide, as the whippoorwill's song died away in the distance, Mr. Overholt did the same, and has never been snen since. While the worn horse wg* led intq a sheltered glade, well back from the road, and rubbod briskly from muzzle to heel by the brawny black, MeKee poured steaming ooffeo. Then Carolyn Clay produced Mrs. Gray's much-praised tin. movement in such weather, flnallj drifting to the congenial subject 6f Bessie Westchester and her brave cleverness on prisoners' Sunday. But never once drd MeKee return to the thin ice of the rescuer and the anonymous warning, though his boyish enthusiasm carriec him far beyond his intent regarding hit pretty cousin by courtesy. "Oh, them's the very thing. How much be they? Why didn't you tell me Jbu had 'em afore?" "Challenged, and no countersign!" the sentry replied. "Dismound, trend, und geefe dor gounderzine," the corporal ordered, throwing his. lantern above his head nnd dimly showing the two women oo the trap. "Because I didn't know how big youi little boy was. It seems to me he must be quite a chunk of a boy when a man's clothes fit him." He extended his hand, and Mrs. (CJopan shook it warmly, but with deprecating shake of her head. When he* own was withdrawn a new gold piece glittered in it, at which she stared curiously."Xo, not that," the youth cried. "Those are your marching rations. Ilere's our breakfast—Maryland club At this point given a rough drawing of the well known Tidd's Neck crosswalk, brought here from Pompeii. As the streets are often flooded with water, these stepping stones are of gTeat value in crossing the streets, while they may be dxiven over in the daytuwe quite frequently without running across one of the larger stones. This crosswalk has been extensively copied by other towns in the south, but this is the orig inal one from Pompeii. , "Well, I declare to goodness; it must be that he's a man. I never once thought on it that way afore. It just struck me tJus minute. How they do grow up, don't they?" "Wudn't ye come an'git it, MistheT Kraut?" wtis the unmilitary rejoinder. "Th' likes o' ye, be thratin' ladies wid Bhu all considdyrayshin, shure! Whaat p ad the gia'ril beyant, as gin us th' ?uhs, )De wiyin av' sich tUrateinunt?" cookery." By degrees, as the long day wore away, old Pete's cabin was vocal witl: Bessie's praises, and ardent lover had tpWhi* little idyl of doubt, hope, and flnaT delight; while the woman's syrafDathy never hinted that she had heard t all before, if not in quite so gusliing form. •'And to say that; the course of trae love never runs smooth'." he cried, finally. "That is rank heresy! The course is aare to smooth, sooner or later, if lh§ love be only true!" He dived deep into Mrs. Clonan's pocket, coming up with a package Wrapped in oil-silk and packed with the best of cold substantial; and the adventurous pair breakfasted with appetite natural to frosty morning, largely aided by danger passed and hope renewed. Then, as the negro again loomed gigantic in the low doorway, the girl asked: "Is it to kape this fur ye I am, sotf- "" she asked, innocently. And when a satisfactory bargain had been concluded the perplexed and surprised woman departed with her bundle. —Detroit Free Press. ."No; for yourself," McKee answe; wi, quickly changing the subject. "Be suv»a and keep well out of sight till I come." "Ooom dot vaggon down und geef d«p gounderzine!" the German recruit growled bfick. "Coom down like der deffel so fasU" feriug stamped upon bent frame and worn facc. Once the veteran turned abruptly to the aid, cutting in mid- ''But,1 do be thinkin' ye're a bit errin', uof." the woman answered, quietly. '•T-hlw clothes ben't fur rint: an' shure I'm not kapin' a bhank." She laid the eagle on the table quietly, as she added: "I'm always riddy to hilp th' masther ftD' his friads; most ways whin they're •hplljji' some dirty jhob o' thim blue coa*«! Hat it doesn't nade payin' Mary Clonan, sor, to kape her face hid an' her moiltb shot. May th' Holy Mither bliss an' shpeed yer thr-'.k, MistSer Will; but I kin niwer tech—thot!" flow some unheard comment of the prison commandant, with the quick* impulsive speech: A Romance of 1000. Extract from a dime novel of the future:"Dismount, if you have the word," Carolyn Clay whispered low. After the war cams'a financial depression, and Tidd'a Neck made few strides for a time except to change the grade of Box Elder street, taking off about two 'acres of Mrs. Over holt's lot, and also charging her |8.73 for the benefit that it would be to hare the street ran past her house. "Divvil a tut!" was the return whisper, with the addition aloud: "Here it be, Mishter Dutehy, writ by the gin'ril all over th' paperl" "Any patrol boats in the river, Pete?" "My Gou! captain, w have both been somewhat in the- ft-. Dnt; I have htard ot the 'horrors of \\ ur,' but never have I seen them nntll now!" Then the pirate king shouted in excited accents: "What, ho! my lads! Here is the site of the buried treasure. Heave up yon bedded plate of brass and look beneath!" "Plenty, missy;, but dem doan' count. Mos' o' dey knows Pete, an' leff him fish unrjnesh'shonable.1* Again that Inserutublo expression— •o puwliny to him in the woods—swept the girl's face,and again the color faded wholly from it. But she only said, with derp sadness in the cadence: Hesitant between newly-learned discipline and the glamour of oft-repeated title, the green non-commish. advanced eautiously towards the wagon, peering keenly under his uplifted lantern. Onisping the extended paper, he read it laboriously with one eye, while trying to fix the other on the two women. "Hut Mars' Car'l said transports were passing up, night before last," McKee •aid. Behind the general soldierly man, wrapped in a  but wearing neither plume nor rank marks oa his hat. As the inspection halted in front Evan's squad, this man moved nearer, and, saluting1, said loud and clearly: I i The noble Don y Mackerel forced back the bandits, and with one mighty •wing of his sword clove the brazen ring in twain. There, carefully buried away in * jeweled casket, lay two scuttles of coal, full to the brim!—Chicago News- Bfcord. "Perhaps. Ileaven grant that you two may never prove the contrary!" It may have been the sunset glow, through the dingy little p»_nc, that softly touched her face back to color, but there was a glory, as of tender memory, over It, and a sadly tender light stole into the eyes that gazed long and absently in the coals on Pete's rude hearth. Mayor Edwin McGargle was then empowered to go on east to sell the street Improvement bonds in New York and Boston. At least the board of aldermen told him he might do so if he had a good chance, as they seemed to understand that he was going on to New York anyway on other business. "Hem's all gone upt'wa'ds town." the black replied. "Las' night, w'en I mek my 'speoslmn, der warn't oife o' dey In de ribber. Hut I does tpite dose transputs sholj*!" "Certainly you can't? Forgive my awkwardness, Mary," McKee cried, with a deep blush, invisible under his pigment. "But it was not intended for 'pay;' only a little present. Anyway, I shall remember your help and trust your loyalty always." "Dot vos all ride," he said at length, handing baclt the paper. "You may broeeed." "The Me Henry prisoners we saw in Baltimore Sunday, sir." "They are usually full of men recruits," Miss Clay said, quidtly. "who shoot as they hail." Then, fixing his gaze full upon Evan's, he forced his attention, and, opening liis-cloak as though to readjust it, displayed his full figure. A hot flush rosfc to the young scout's face, and the prison languor, already beginning to creep into his eyes, was burned out of them by ths glow of angry contempt that met ths other's stare. With one quick step in front of lus line, he folded his arms and A Great Interest. When Grattan was a young student he was fond of practicing oratory in a certain wood, in a part of which was a gallows from which depended the rusty chains in which a criminal had been hung many years before. When he was once apostrophizing melancholy object a stranger came up unperceived behind him and said to him: 'TJow the devil did you get down?" The young orator coolly replied, "Ah, sir, jrra have an interest in that question "—Bench and Bar of Ireland. The sentry stepped aside, facing and coming to a "carry," but the cart did not move; and Miss Clay trembled, lest the gulp from the flask had done ita work. "An' dem's cur'ua, too. Dam's fon' o' lowerin' boats an' 'spectln' flsh'mun wot do patrul boats 'lows ter pas*" The mayor may be discovered at the right hand corner of the First National bank of Tidd's Neck m the drawing which I made of the builaing this morning.He shook hands again with then woman, who paused in the doorway to say: Hours later—when the slow-riding •noon had silvered crisp twig1 and softened the dusk of wood fflad "God forbid!" the ffirl exclaimed. "Should as inspection come to-night, we arc lor.t!" • / J "Thim poekits be dape, Masther Carroll; an' th' night's cowld. Ye'd bether be puttin' a flask o' sunnuat in 'em. It won't be the first, perhaps; an' it'll be naded, beyant." the thin-sheeted ice on little cretks re* turned her glances, mirror-like, olCJ Pete came in from tending1 the horse, gathered up oars and oil Blcins, and said: -when "Veil, vhat for you vos vaiding?" the corporal asked, impatiently, slappiug his arms for warmth. Much surprise was manifested by the board when the mayor returned some- "Hut none tvill cornel" McKec cried, gayly, quoting: "By me sowl, ye're a darlin'!" was the retort. "Didn't ye ask fur it—fur some av th' counthry sign?" And the driver extended the flask, in full light of the lantern, adding: "Ye naden't refuse. It do be the' rale craythur." cried: BOX ELDHI 8TREBT FRO* TBS w6M. [Shewing PompellM uCbmw»U far «M la muddy wwrthar.] "Damned if she hasn't longer head and truer heart than most men!" Meredith exclaimed, as the door closed. "Mix for yourself, Willie. There are flasks and demijohns galore in the sideboard; but yours truly has not even peeped into it since he broke his word, for old times, with Peyton Fitzhugh. By the way, have you seen him since?" "Tho stars iavc said It, and the voto» Of my own prophot and oraoular soul C'ooflrras the (tuning sibyls I" "Et's 'bout wnntin' two hours tor moonsct, Mars' Kee, so I'll git de boat outen tho rushes an' float 'er down. One hour bj moon you bring missy tor de creek." "So, 'tis you coma to taunt us, Peytwa Fitzhugh! Ilere, bjyal" He turned to the line, pointing itraight at the tall spy. "Be men onoe mora! Give tu groan for that Virginia deeerter!" Electrified by his voice* and mlsn, matching the full force of his taunt, those worn, Listless men, ill, starved and • broken in body aa they wars, remembered they were soldiers still. Turning1 with one impulse upon the sor, tney gave one hearty, hissing groan of contempt. But the object of their wrath, standing cold and unmoved, changed neither pose nor feature; and his voice rang out firm and dear as he answered: "You are as safe now aa though already in Stuart'B oamp. But come; the day will be a long one, anyway, and a tramp in this air will help, after your imprisonment." HE CAUTIOUSLY SLIPPED THE PENCILED "TBS, IX'# A 6BASI) LABS, MARY," M'KEK SAID. 6CRAP FEOVI POCKET TO BIBLE. A» Omlwion. With puckering lips and a quick glance towards his inferior, the new levy lowered his light, seized the llnsk and took one huge gulp, wiping his mouth on his overcoat cape as he handed it back. Then, watching his shadow lose Itself in gloom of woods, Carolyn Clay turned to bar companion: "To reach home before daylight, In le said, quietly, they felt weakest. Then, with eyes fastened upon the sleepy guard, he opened a cheap Bible, tossed in to him by a ppinster with corkscrew curls at a stopping-place. His eye, aimlessly dropped upon the page, caught 1 Kings 18:21: "How long halt ye between two opinions?"—and the thought flashed into his brain: "An omen! I will aocept itl" But the guard looked in his direction; and, hesitating, he agnin glanced at the turned page and read—Proverbs 28:1: "The wicked flee when no man pursueth; but the righteous are bold as a lion." - H*rry, aged fire, had never happened to eee the moon in the daytime. He cam* down the other morning shrieking with laughter. "Why, Harry, what's the matter?" inquired nil mother. "Oh, mamma," said he, aa soon aa he oould speak, "what a joke; they're forgotten to take the moon in!"—Tit-Bits. canuin—that holy of holies—containing his theatrical outfit. Costumes, tights of every hue, cloaks, wigs, beards, swords, and numberless pots, pans and bottles of tmguents and colors for "make-up," stood revealed in wellordered confusion. Quickly his practiced eye ran over the whole, selecting two wigs, several pairs of heavy tights, a lot of pads and female busts, and nu ~ -mint—chosen They walked briskly through th« aiear sunshine that brighten*! C41 nature but gave little wane. an error of croseec' familiar as Charles "Sunday morning, at the prisoners' line, but not later,'" McKee answered. .th, plunging into that disguise," si paths that seamed as must go now." atreet to her escort "And leave vo ▼kward attire, that likely!" he an«w-■ush and via*, and ot slip In unsnids mop*by DtMrhereto-morro pnJred himself cap- "You mvji go,' e talked poetry and "You hare air \ and (ood-natnrsd- bm, and there is n friends. Then, quiet- »tay. It is tout an for the first time way to the creek Miss Clay* raee tor . "But—leave - whit cbaatenpd and jmaeoted hie Mli for personal upwM whilC* in New York floating the bond*, tad alao for material to float them in. The following is a reenme of the bill sent in by Mayor McOargle: ','Ye're not afther bcin' mane ono' to leave out yer parthner?" the owner of the liquid asked. "It do be eowld eno', I'm tliinkin', to make 'in nade a dhrop." "you "I suppose be s loafing about the club, when he should be in Virginia, fighting," Meredith growled. ju here alone? N«t •red, aecidedly. "I can ■insospected, or, if need be, can Spite of his t cauffht In underh his painted face, t garish light, MoKee ital company. IJ people, sang a littly chaffed mutual . lng down, he heard minute details of „ _  freedom, of har capture, snAorf h«r singular rescue from ths hut .... * a Al A s» "No; he hasn't showed at the club since that night. But don't abuse him, Carroll. He'll turn up all right, I guess. Something I heard to-night makes me think Fitzhugh is game." Dw—" Again, in the struggle between discipline and natural good-nature, discipline went down, and the German stepped off into darkness. A quick grounding of arms, a pause; then he reaDoeared. nCrain wininar his own month as he returned the flask. „ she repeated, firm'y. already risked enough for D possible reason to .lour, and I know the , as well as you." /ou alone!" tneroos pots of k . withmos care. Packing them into a valise, hC r«w«J noiselessly into the street and regaioed Meredith's house. He entered without ringing, and softly opened the door of the sitting-room. The old bachelor was stretched at ease-in his great leathern chair, a warm oaolcing-jacket enveloping his sturdy frame, and ht« jdippered feet streb&ed cozjjj to the Toira or Txdd's Nxx. To Edwta MoOorgW. Dr. To oiponao 11mm whllo iiiIi|b« to float street Improvement bond* ot Ttdd's Keok under adverse circumstance*, m follow*: 1872. Jul/ *—To hiring m*» to toko evtK boose while riiMt from hone seeking to AaaA street improro- Mat bonds of TMdNi Neok under odreroo clrenmslsiMsa. $11 00 Th»j Wanted BoTeuf*. Bunker—What! Back from the far "We have met before, boyr- But prison discipline was alerl, joicihg. "Order in ranks, there! 8erg«ujaM the guard," roared the major, drawing his sword, "seize that rebellious traltorl Yank him to the gmard-houset Be shall have a bath tor thisT west? Have a good time? HUl—If being attacked by Indiana jj having a good time, { had it. Banker—Why, how did you come to be attacked by Indians? Hill—I sent them a box of clothes 1 » ft. tu, "I hope so," the other retorted. "But Mosby and Stuart need men all the same." Hesitant no longer, he cautiously slipped the penciled scrap from pocket to Bible, pressing it smooth between the leaves. Then, in the dying sunset, he read: "Dot voa foine, foine!" ho said, In friendly conlidcnce. "Now you voa ttm to bass on." "I will not b*. Little as they can replace your friendly talk, I shall hare toy memories," she half sighed, adding, aofUy: "and my hopes! 1 insist that yea f." Then for two hours the men talked earnestly over roads, routes and cut-offs in the country, McKee nerer once dropping into natural speech, but nsiiur "By Jove! that fallow k»h*ro, whatjver oolar hii ao»ttH bf 4W.U lb .4om4 k«r |UiM Dm1W7 "Shure an' I will, darlin'I It'« none "K*®p bmwD«n. ,.F«