Pittston Gazette

              KSTAHM*IIE1» IH*0. ' VOI-. XUIL NO. «. ( Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming Valley. PITTSTOX. LTZEKNE CO., PA., FRIDAY, OCTOBER 21, 18!)2. A Weekly Local and Family Journal. JOI.RO ]'i:n ANM'M ( IV ADVANCE. A FAIR vusi alter tne mraniprnt renet drop the twine from the window. Saw the bar first. Pull up the rope very cautiously. Stockade sentry walks to etig* ahead, soon iney reacrvc-a i.ne kuriuros the jjuide dropping into a br " finally pausing before a lonelj . in the thinlv-settlcd quarter. Enteriii: he lifted a dim lamp, screened behir, tfco door, and motioned Evan to a iurg-i unfurnished parlor. 1 •k wall fort'nit, bor.'v, sholy!" the ".■.ow, bosrv gwine ter (la choinll, sholy. Den we'll res'.c de transputs, fur wunst! I'ull Ion? an' slow!" *se said; simply "we'r the pursuer plainly. Eight sailors bent strongly to their oars, a knot of sailors standing aft, their rifles at "ready," an officer in the bow holding aloft the (flaring torch. SAID IN FUN LIGHT WORK FOR NYE Here is a man who is in earnest, anCl ihould any bright eyed single person, who knows the habits of primes and how to cultivate them, run across this letter, let her write to *me inclosing photograph, and after a few months' correspondence I can tell whether she would be a suitable wife for him or not. h-.)us« D' c.11 alailie. tip dv.r in dey's priC Ed, as Evan's laugh at his own a! i«J, gravel Docs dein dre The oyster, like a good many other people of fashionable pretensions, is in the swim during the summer, only to find himself in the soup wtieu winter comes,—Boston Transcript. Blockade Breaker. of rrVr-rd house jnst by window. Watch k.n b (t';. 1 will be below. 1 will force ynii into the guard house. It is the only :ne r out ligbtly. the liejrro VC A; ain the skiff Cow over the water, hcaticd straight for Virginia. Across HE ADVERTISES FOP! EMPLOYMENT ili'.ed J. 113' mis u anil "How far off is thai boat?" Miss Clay eskt.i, calmly, sittin ; in the hay. "A hundred yards?" WITH POOR RESULTS. "Safe, thank God! How can I over—" he began, warmly; but the other interrupted:ce «. bud fflled U better git aboa'd boat deep, ami J - • r hope." . Never had hours crawled with feet ieation as those between 5 V:;r . with clean hay: and, fnotioning them to sit in it on cither side, Pete pulled his oil cloths well about them, m'lir.g the ends loosely, reaCly to his hand. "Hundred and fiftj Evan answered "Pull away, Pete!" "How's things?" risked the tailor. "On the nieud," said the tinier. "How it with you?" "Only sew-sew."—Harper's Bazar. I.rtter from a Correapondcnt Wlio Want* BY T. C. DE LEON. nCxDn and "Don't talk. The Eastern express leaves in twenty minutes. Put on those clothes quickly." a Suitable Wife—A Few Samples of Lxdlfg W ho Slight MuUe a Prune growing in Oregon and Washington has grown to be immensely profitable, and as there are so many two dollar day hotels in the United States witn fruit 011 the bill of fare, which is dried prune sauce the year around, the prune crop has, as I may say, grown to be a terrific item. Prune pics also, when inclosing the seeds of the prune, are becoming popular at many boarding houses, especially at mountain health resorts. This pie is also, when vitrified, taking the place of the Belgian block iu street paving—resisting wear, frost and sudden changes of temperature better than the latter. nightfall, for those ctvutures, watching' the crooning liberty-hungry " 'Bout three hun'erd, bossy." the blae': corrected, " 'lowin' fur de waterdistunce. But she's a gainin", an' fa»«, too!" Farmer's Life a Happy One. I'opjfriK'u'. 1H'1, by J. B. Lippincutt Co, and publiaUud bjr M|M*-ial Hrrau^^iucu;. A Chicago litv.i.iry club recently de bated the question, "Was tho Inventor of the Barbed Wire Fence a Barbarian?" It is safe to say that everyUxly took eides and nobody got 011 the fence.—St. Paul Globe. (l JNTINCKU ] light along the prison walL lint at last ecme tattoo; then—after a seeming age —taps. Without another word, Evan rapidly (tressed himself in the wide-checked, foppish citizen's snit, drew on a long nlster of loudest stripe, and stuffed his Ice lined the banks of the creek, ntiffeaiiij the rushes into bayonet's; and (Copyright, ISK, by Edgar \\\ X„vr\] Pi.ETcar.a P. O,, N.V., ) October, 181)2. \ The an*ry plow had quick faded from Fauntleroy's face, the wrathful light in his eye changed to a stare of wondering doubt long before rough handsof guardiseized and hurried hini away. Ant* even then, careless of Indignity and physical maltreatment equally as of prospective torture of "the bath," he turned to look over his shoulder nt the calm, unchanged face of the man who had spoken those words. For, burned into his brain on the prison-ear, they had stood before him ever since as a sign, as his sole hope of deliverance from this livinjr death. On still, with oars strained as though tor very life, swept pursuer and pv.r-rued, sweat dripping from Evan's every pore, while the trained black seemed eool and fresh as if there were no strain upon him. The prison poo was still as death, the only sound the dull beat of feet before the £.i:\c 1-hiuse door, the m ire iiollov trfcnip (.f the stockade sentry all overhead. For what seemed u hours, the waiting men hoard this si nel tramp almost to their windov feet flying almost away as he ti and walked back, up his post the. 1 vy oars crackled in the rowlocks t fir-;*. Iliit the midstream v.-as elear, :1 the boat soon turned inlet that showed ad, the broad Potos nnd barely touched by rays of the sinking'moon. Warily ! low Pete htiggcd the darker shore, i g his Cat-bottomed ildi? It has been such a long, restful summer here in the glades ami canyons. the ferny moor and the breezy uiosa of tSiis most blessed land of recuperation, filled as it is with tonicity and a keen desire to cook ami eat everything one can overtake. that shortly anterior to the \rrit•n" of this letter a wild ambition seized npon me to engage in some light occupation between haying and harvest by which I could add mora means to my little red tarings bank ::t home and Cy in a posit ion ti) pureh.-" a pale greet plush album for the glad vnletide. f! If Ol i'lto a broad. V W' '■ ■get* ■*01i, mamma, mamma," yelled Tom my as a great gust of \vi.:Cl blew some 6and in his eye, "come quick; I've got .1 piece of beach in luy eye."—Harper's Young People. riled /■' vC\ /$. t' ' 11 I : ifjT-sS IW'^fe vant /i/Vn. ••;.,V•/ji."L-'WJT J"!' //C :l'?:,j»4 l&n S: i!'• m pC,r • i!!: i! '°V ffir Ml ,ui; • u^W t a. C -»i.» jfei IS'llf V n n )hv hi And the Yankee crew gained with every pull: A\S !■?/ Suddenly a soft jar,—another, harder; and the black gave a great sweep, cryin?:At Inst mine the relief, the serg of the fjiiartl looking in,only to find worn. Bleeping men strctebcd in bun'v-a. And their snoring pnn t his -caution to the new sentry tC his eyes about him and look ogrant! rounds. ,in;.t the VDa.nk bklinar his time Then it bus been estimated that it womd take a man 3,000 years to read all the standard works. And yet yon will scarccly find a man in .society who will crvvu ua that he has not read them everyone.—Boston Transcript. all'listened intently; but the negTo, dropping his great hand from his car, -• "Hack! Lift, bossy! Quick! We's dun streek dem flats," he added, as the boat's head swung to his pull and she glided on again. "Pull slower, bossy. De lumps is dan'jus." And he bent low over the water, striving to scan th«s shore-lira behind liiin. Fill the pie full of prune juice mixed to the consistency cf umbrella sap, adding seeds of the prune ;md peelings of Fame sufficient to sustain the great weight of tiio top crust of the pie. Now make a small opening in top of the pie so that the lava van oC»e ont over snr-. fao»-%»lDilo pie is being kiln dried, And jrot.liHvo » glazed top and oottom to it which, if decorated with metallic colon ia bright, designs before linking, liecomes highly ornamental when framed or used ns tiles in nr.uttels or ceilings. A prime pie glared with maroon juice and with embotssed porcelain figures in same, representing the discovery of America by Columbus and framed in fried -cakes, was u very attractive feature at the "exito" here. celebrating -he 100th Anniversary of the first attempt to pave Putton avenue. spoke first: "Pa's de patrol boat. mi'«y. Ef she oottk" up t'udder side I's gwine lay low. Ef t.he eorae dis we's gwinc out ter SB Wiyfti Many a young man who works haul tinring the day allows his hands to go tc waste during the evening.— Sifting*.l! j- 2&S As the order came and the tras the relief died awsir. I-van row tlOl'.Stj, l)Ul It.lll.jiy, tlUU nearest neighbor. As though dri zouave, tlie man clambered on tin fxT bunk, bracing hiiuseif against wall, the boy climbing to his shou without a sound, the file saw iD teeth. Oiling that and the lD.tr f. y the hoy waited until the st.x-kade sentrj turned; then he to ia\v. The tempered steel, cooled to Boundlessness by constant drops of oil, cut fast iuto the soft iron: but the bar was thick, and each time the sentry turnod, the worker paused to listen. So for a long while. Then the man below—faint, exhausted, with great beads upon his brow, spite of the cold—whispered for rest. A second took his place. Again the boy mounted his human ladder, working on, cautious, but tireless, with sweat pouring from him, with blistered hands, but heart high upheld by hope. "Why, that's folly, Pete! We can't be seen hero—" Evan began; but Mis? Clay meet 'er. Lin. u« »v! lfff ■Ktt dkiff! KIVKR «ul tne pause u&u orouflrnt tije pursuit dangerously near,"the glare of a frcsli bengola showing her prey well within its gleam. Raising- the torch high above his head, the officer pointed to the slower moving craft; and with his oilier raug out a dozen shots, bullets cutting the water all around, ere the red llash ran along the muzzles. QUICK'" broke in the ( hanncl, well into the slack below, and well—l'ete hoped—below the anchored ships, he glanced over his shoulder. With that glance the black lifted his or.r. Evan's stroke spinning ther boat's head up-stream, as he caught the »;ui. !v whisper: The cow sets us an admirable example ■ -•he never blows her own horn.—Yon* fcers Statesman. "Uusli, Evan! We're only passengers, and Pete is captain. I've crossed with him only to learn that he knows best." Husband—My dear, there's a burglar ♦n the room. 1 have no revolver. Wifo —Then look daggers at him.—Kut» Field's Washington. "Tleck'n jro's 'bout right, missy," tho block replied, quietly. "l);i circus bossy better do all do talk he pit 'fo' we's on ten de.ereck, He Ixmn' ter keep pow'ful shot den, sheily." "Cateh u»y oar, quick!" livan cried; but it was Carolyn Clay's haful—even quicker than l*ete's—that grasped it, as tho boy slipped out his Ion# revolver, steadying the barrel on his left arm and aiming just above the torch. Ilefore its report rang out. tho bcngal-Ught whirled in air, falling fast into tht water, llut, as it fell, they saw th« oflict r's arm drop, as ho staggered back among the rowers. "l.Sft, hussy! LefF 'or driffl Kiver. When a grain iiclJ lias got about nlD it can hold it is ready for some mower.— Texas Sif lings. For tit' -!- had the darkness made Pete mis/ak'uhrte the drift, or Evan's quicker, stroke l)i!.1 headed the lD;Dat diagonally •cross. not straight. CYjr-—not twenty yards ahead—into the eye* IVte confidently turned, gleamed the  of a WH't, its height proving her a big one. Then, us he spoke and turned. he elan red below. and dimlv throws}* the gloom ahone the lights of a second! quick!" "NO FIMKNU OF MINE," TflK SPY RE- The moon weut dowu behind the upriver heights with a sudden dip, and blackness fell like n el oak over tiie bosom of the broad stream. The shore line, just nt hand, was barely dist ernible; fifty feet ahead was as inky mid r.nd shapeless as Acheron's pit. Hut paddles were clearly heard now—a propeller turning rapidly; and the sounds indicated close approach to tho northern shore. Then I'cte ordered, JOtNKD. "There's one thing 1 don't nndcr rtaud," said little Harry—"that's why good tasting things like pie make me pick, while bad tasting thiugs like mod- Icino make me well. It ought to lDo the other way.*—Harper's Young People. own in tne empty v a rise at nana, i nen, Fitahugh locking the door and throwing owny the key, they walked rapidly to the suburban station near. A gotxl wife, Mr. DaggVtt. i* not hurt! to pet, I judge, after mailing n few «tlD vertinemenU of mmo to lx» found in n Chicago mnt riiuoitml itfii*r sent to iu« in n Maled envelope n few dwys «jrrD, from winch I copy: —~ C ; jSjl. A line of soldiers was drawn up across the platform; and the traitor Virginian's quick eye took in the situation.®* OIVE ONE OROAJf FOR THAT VIRGINIA Then all was blacker than before, for awhile; and then came faintly tn the low east a pale, grayish haxo that waa Mamie (aged six)—Mamma, was Mr. (Command born with a silver apoou in his month? Mutuma—I guesa Po.tlf.jr. **id maybe with a knifu and fork too. •-Jewelers' Weekly. dkskrtkr:" No tirao for speculation now. They were almost beneath the towering hull, well within hail or easy pistol-range! Only careless security, or untried ears, had failed to catch tlio plash of oars, tuu I ,* ■.uliless trio waiting for » huil,— probably a volley. Ihtt neither carae t»J sile.uve as of death covered what might have been a phantom ship. No. au\»)t-lDtlte blond, only seventeen year* of •Osgood luusJrltttt and Rood onok, well etaeatsds would make some man a aowl wire. Will Inherit $4*,u«Unit wouhl Uotnbjeet to f»rin life. But Fitzhugh seemed to have dismissed the incident wholly from Ids mind, speaking briefly to the general and naming corps and histories of men he ncognizod. Only when the inspection ended, and the nervous major was bowing the party to the gate, the spy *&id. quietly: "Use this; you arc a Pinkorton's man." ho whispered; and as Eviui thrust the proifered paper into his vest-pocket, ho felt coin and crisp notes thoughtfully into it. And with no break the pair advanced until the sharp command "Haiti"' UWCtNO OVKB Tili: XIATlUMoNUt. r.WT.tV One f.ii)o was Rawed through, den) v. the tramp of men approaching— the second relief. Snd- quietly Looking over our home [wjht I found r column of udvertiNomenU offeriug rui plwyment ut one's own home, and stating without equivocation that from $.1 to $$).&D per day would lxC paid to willimr ami intelligent young men. I wax will tug -haveuhvaya b«vn ho regarded —and intelligent—evou tvu years ago, wish no at ail, 1 was intelligent— and so I wroto to a number of theae men. They said that 1 conld easily make from #300 to |9Q0 per taooth without publicity, and some advertised to pay that amount any way. These men lied. "Lay low! Bofe yo' lay in do hay; an', niin'l keep still. Kf yo' moobes, ilia gitmo don loss, sholy." Mara has two moons. When ouo hai. bwn reduced to its last quarter the other is full.—rNew Orleans Picayune. Here it n very desirable wife for a prnuo farmer. With such a wife, $48,000 anCl a prune. farm of u t-ft acre* under cultivation, one certainly ought to tDe free from care, Low, I think—true low, earnest, honest love—with prune*, $•'*,000 and salt rising bread three time* a day, euunot 1hD ovomtbuM, Apuin the feet before the door were still; again the sergeant anil the new sentry put in their heads, seeing ftnfr men sleeping heavily ami with stertorous breathing. Then again, with precision as though drilled to it, tlte human ladder posed, and ISvan went at the bar afresh. Used to strange perils, Imth whites lay close in the hay. Then lVte struck a match and touched the light wood knots piled on an earthen mound in the bow. by their flicker palling the i/il cloths smoothly above them, leaving scant space open for necessary r.ir. Then, lighting his black corncob pipe, he grasped his paddle and shot the Skiff straight out into the stream, lis the patrol boat came abreast the creek. "What uro yon doing?" asked the convict of the reporter who was v ritiug uji tho penitentiary. "I'm taking notes." "Uuiuph! That's what brought me hero."—Washington Star. "What is the matter, lieutenant?" Fitzhugh asUetv surprised. "lias government impressed this train?" "With your leave, general, I would ask the major to let me speak to the prisoner who denounced me." Meanwhile, the skiff, in si oak from the current, begun t»D drift slowly towards the second light; and IVts, lowcrouched in the steru, noiselessly shipped his paddle and turned her head shore- "No, sir; but we stop all— Ah! captain, I believe I saw you at the camp to-day? You arc on Gen. llaldwin's staff?" "As you please, sir," the veteran answered, coldly, but with a glance of surprise. "Understand, you were assigned to me only to identify prisoners: and the telegram received this morning said you were needed at once in Washington."Hero is another: At last! Tho iron yielded, shook: and Evan, cautiously exerting all his strength, twisted it round, hanging by a thin shred. Then, carefully as one whose life hangs upon a sound, he put forth his head. When the opportunity of a man's life presents itself ho usually waits for an introduction.—Texas Sifting*. No. 3,513, North Dakota-J know ray Ideal ]• wikitlnu for nttt somewhere. Should Un» meet Ui# eye J hop® he w ill write. 1 am a widow ot forty-eluht, 5fect 4 inchttt, Utfl pounds: brown hair, sprinkled with gray: blue eye*, (rood look, ins. tasty in drew, and nowtakina ou the mclodcon. "Yes, and on hasty orders cast." Intuitively the others had stretched In the hay, drawing the oilcloths well over them, breathlessly expecting the whirr of a bullet or the glare of a bengala.ward "And your friend thsre?" It is rather strange that the northern coast of this continent should be so cold, considering the number of capes it has on.—Harper's Bazar. "Xo friend of mine," the spy rejoined, in contemptuous wliisper. "Hotter examino his papers carefully. lie is one of those detective fellows." "lUiat r.hoy!" rang over the water. the boll clicked twicc and the propeller almost stopped. Most of them raid they would place a large fortune at the disposal of most any young man of good habits. My habit* are good enough for me. and so I pen oiled off a letter to ten or a dozen of these men who wanted to do good. "It is for that very reason," Fitzhugh replied, in low tone. "This boy is a favorite scout of Stuart's; information as to time and place of his capture may prove useful to my general, very Boon." The gibbous moon hung low in midwestern heaven, gleaming clear and white on the snowy plain all about the earap; but nearer in—on this side—the high wall east dense shadows, blacker "by contrast, for many yards. Then, as the wall sentry walked back, Ftnintleroy unrolled the twine, passing it through his mouth to' dampen out the twist. With steady hand, but wildlythrobbing heart, he dropped it slowly down. Tki depth to ground he could not even guess, ignorant of the slope beyond and if the wall were ditched; but, after anxious space, he felt a light touch, as a perch were feeling the line. Another pause and two distinct pulls signalled him to haul up. The sentry turned again; and he swiftly drew up the line—taut and heavy now —hand over hand, to noise of frietioh on the silL "Patrul 'hoy!" was Pete's return haiL "It's only me. boss. Fishmun Pete." Flat on the water, no head showing above her sides, the light craft answered well the feather of Peto's strong, slow wrist. Inch by inch she bore •way, passed under the dim-looming stern, almost gracing the still blades ol the propeller. Itut, spite of thDj black'sstrei gth, the skiff drifted fast; and he dared not quicken his paddle, fearing noise. For now on his quick eat sounded the dull tramp of tho deckwatch on the second transport, and the dim gleam at her consort's stern-light fell on the low black skiff drifting between twin dangers! So the steersman let her swing closer in, beyond the light,—almost too close,—before he softly tuyned her shoreward. Here is a good chance for a prune farmer who never knew a mother's love and earo to acquiro a wife and parental love at the sattio time. This ad. is genuine, and leads one to ask why a woman who should bo looking around for a landscape gardener to decorate her Hy his lantern the younj* officer read Evan's extended pass half aloud: She—Is she your summer resort girl? He (languidly)—No; she is my last iv sort girl.—New York Herald. "Where away?" came tho hail again " 'Ploaae permit bearer to board and leave all trains, at uny point, for public service. Allan Puhucrtok/ Cad that's all right. Let me see your lailroad pass." "l-'v.r de llats'low do bend," was tht answer. "I's gwine flre-fishin", 'pondin' on de ice in 'hind de p int." "The physician," says Brown, "is tho man who tells you that yon need chan ;■* and then takes all you have."—Drake's Magazine. "I know nothing of your methods, sir," the general answered, in the same low voice, with strong inflection of contempt; "nor do I desire to know. But I scarcely think that boy would give you many facts." One man sent mo a printed letter and pictures of it scroll saw with which I was to make $19 per day at my own house, anCl as I already had a piece in my scrapbook telling how to jive on nine cents a week I felt sure that I conld accumulate considerable means by Christmas, hut I had to sond to Now York for designs—several of these were designs this man had on the public—and then I had to buy lumber. Then wheu I got at it there were days and days that I did not make over §18. I made a holly whatnot and triad to sell it, but all my near neighbors liave all the whatnots— or what's not rather—that they require and so I had to go souk) distance fron home: but money was scarce, end so a last I had to exchange it for a night' lodging among tlio peasantry east o Potato hill. "All right, Pete," the ha'ling office* answered, recognizing the lamilioi voice of tho unsuspected negro. "Go ahead, and good luck! We'll bo down after dayr so have a good mess of dsli "back! Lirr, nossvl quick! we* dc* For a single second Evan felt his heart op in his throat and a chill creep down his spine. The next, his presence of mind came promptly to the front, and he drawled, insolently: STRECK OEM FLATS." not light, but sott whisper ot the Urnnipotent's command to make It! Didn't Moan Exactly That. Mr. William Winter, in his thoughtful and witty address on the higher education recently delivered in Staten Island, recalled a comical remark made to him last summer in one of the western islands of Scotland. It was uttered by a pious lady who was extolling tin marvelous oratorical powers of the Rev. Mr. Spurgeon. "That preacher, it appeared, had arrived at a place whero ho was to speak, and had pleaded a headache as a reason for not speaking; but no substitute could bo found, and the famous orator was compelled to ascend the pulpit. 'And if you could only have heard him,' 6aid this enthusiastic admirer, 'you wouldn't have thought he had a pain in his head—or anything else!"'—New York Tribune. The spy smiled slightly as he answered, aloud: for *v-." "Now for life!" Evan cried, taking his oar. "Have we water enough?" "Perhaps the major will give mo permission to say that his punishment is postponed for this day?" "Sh#ly, Mars' Patrol, ef I hab v-ny luck; ef sum o' de transput boats dean' bodde* me." "1 am not a soldier. Don't ride on passes. We buy our ticket ;'." And, pocketing his permit, the rebel coolly sauntered past the guard, and loudly demanded at tho window a ticket for Washington. "Lots, bossy, outen de lumps," Pete replied, bending his broad back to the pull. And again the skiff flew onward, the sounds in the pursuing boat fainter in the distance. , "Certainly, general, with pleasure," the major answered, quickly. "Any request from you or your staff I consider It my duty to grant." "They won't bother you," came the p.! sv, or. "J!nt there's manv a on" coming rp. Tney'll run you down, if you don't keep your lire bright." For high above him loomed the second l»ow; and a biscuit dropping from it had fallen in the stiff. And the muffled tread above now sounded clear even to the two beneath the oil-cloths. lint to c either of the three did thought of capture come, the reckless daring of the boy relying on his tried, trust-to-luck theory, the calmer courage of the girl uplteld by nearness to the goal she must reach now, the peril-hardened negro crouched quiet and cool. Ills body motionless, his strong wrist barely feeling the noiseless paddle. On, for minutes more, reckoned only by, their heart-beats and regular plash of oars. Then that eastern haze, fast irrowinj? into semblance of lijrht. made the shore-line visible. Pete rested on his oar; and a quick turn shot the skiff around a point and into a ereek, black and tree-arched. Gliding swiftly up this, until its windings stopped the oars, Pete shipped his paddle, as he said; r * was at the gate, the "Insolent young guy, that!" Fitzhugh consolod the wrathfv.l tv»b. 'What canscs this unusual care?" "l a gwine ter keep 'or bright, sholy," Pete -'ailvd. as ho puddled dowD-stream. "'Night, Wars' Patrul!" i "Shall I report to you again, sir, or take the coon express east?" At length the end of a heavy rope was in: eager hands seized it, nimbly securing it to a ring, used for refractory captives. Then the four men listened for the stockade sentry, scarce breathing as he approached the window. Thia time he paused, peering mechanically into the shadow, while Evan's heart beat loud tattoo. Hut the soldier turned carelessly, paced slowly away, and the boy, forcing himself lightly through the bars, grasped the rope securely. Down he went, hand over hand, hia feet carefully steering him from the wall. "A prisoner escaped. We got one of them but the other fellow en«. We are to ber-reh every train. Hay, I*inkcrton," he called suddenly, "I impress you into service to search this train with us." TTi:» rvc-pelU-r was churninsr '.he wuu./ t;ioc nsuiw i , u' iviTjC Viict'.v-ing away, uidid by the current, lit turned in shore, pulled back the oilcloths, as he rounded the point and dumped his torch overboard. "Take the very first train, sir. The telegram said you were needed in Washington at once," the general replied, quickly; adding to the aid, as ussed the gate: "I'm devilish glad sent for that fellow! I don't like his stripe. Damn me, sir, I think that young rebel •was right!" Some of tlie propositions made me lDy these men were scandalcus. Most of thein lived in New York. One man wanted me to take bold of a sleiglit of hand outfit lie bad and sell it among the yeomanry of Buncombe comity; also to handle a fal.se moustache and a subscription book by a man -who was Lis own worst enemy. The red eye of a locomotive peered around the curve, as it puffed up to '.ha station and stopped. The soldiers deployed along the platform, pprang aboard every car, Evan calling to the lieutenant's squad: "W ipc yo' face, missy." ha cautioned, thoughtfully. "De presfcration lnought freez.\ an' yo's warm in da hay." "Dem's dun loss us, sholy! Dis sho's onbeknown tar dev. Ya' we is!" The light craft shot through overhanging foliage, as the gray iiav\L touched the cold face of all nature. "Rather," cried Evan: but he shivered as he sat holt upright, from sudden Well Timed. OPENING PRUNE PTE. But Fitzhugh, within the gate, said, gravely: Under the very nose of the tall ship drifted the skiff, quick-turned into the gloomy shadow of her frreat Pules, carried slowly downward by the slack. Parson Jones had just completed Ins long discourse, the henediction had been pronounced and the congregation wis dispersing. grave should be paying out her shroud money for a six line advertisement to attract the attention of some tottering two legged jabberwak with billygoat whiskers like yourself. "He'd never hide it the baggage, greenies. Search the firnt-class." And he entered a l'ullman sleeper, Lng- for liiinnclf. "lie raid many transports were in the river?" the girl queried, anxiously. change And its wan light fell upon the face of Carolyn Clay, quiet, solemn, but glorified with joy, as she knelt in the wet straw and sent her heart up in thanksgiving to the Throne's foot. "Major, please send an officer with me while I question the prisoner." areh- "lie rayed it. sholy, missy," was the calm reply. "We's got ter run 'em. Bossy. kin you pull?" Said Deacon Crown. a great admirer of the parson, "A fine sermon, and well timed too." Two hundred dollars per week at your ovn home; light employment; no publicity. XYrtunes n-ade in Jt few years. Write for particulars. No capital required. '"Certainly not, sir. Orderly, instruct the guard to pass this officer anywhere. Very glad, sir; very indeed, to oblige Gen. Baldwin's staff." llalf-way down, he heard the sentry They were through the barrier, the enemy well behind them! They were safe! And Pete, turning the lioat's head tfo shore, wore away cautiously, but faster. Just then, out from the black shadow astern, came the calls: "Boat astern, sir!"—"Where away?"—"Port quarter, sir!"—so rapidly as to merge in one. Here is another: CHAPTER XIV. "KT'KrnWO TITS BLOC." "That 1 can," Evan answered."where do we cross?" [to be continued] "Yes," replied Synnek, "it was certainly well timed. About half the con gregation had their watches ont most of the time he was talking."—Boston Transcript This wad one of the advertisements that I answered, "inclosing ?t for instructions." I got a circular saying that the above wages would be pai 1 to a goo 1, active, conscientious man who would be willing to give massage treatment to plumbers who need artificial exercise. "Much suffering," said the circular, "is noted in the abodes of wealth among plumbers who will not take exercise. They are willing to pay almost any price rather than exert themselves. You can practical) y name your own lig- No. !W6,531, Indiana—I am considered a handsome brunette maiden, well educated, refined and entertaining, aged forty-three, '• feet 8 inches, weight 175 rounds, of good r amity, nrst class stanaing socially, member of the Methodist church, have some means of my own, and would like to give my hand in marriage to a gent not over fifty-one or fifty-two who has no bad habits, no wife living, not over 210 pounds weight when in good condition, a Met hodist, or willing to become one and be married in that church. A man with aul/iirn hair parted on the right side preferred. Such r. one who would be willing to pitch in and help ino raise a f light mortgage of &J,UW and interest on the old homestead, and hold my head when trouble comes, would find a welcome shelter in these willing arms. The prisoners' guard house was a strong pen of rough boards, musty, cheerless, and lit by one wide window. Iron-barred and set high in the rear wall. Low, filthy bunks lined the wall below it; and on one of them Fauntleroy sat, brooding listlessly over his own destruction of his only possible chance for escape. Still uncertain, he sprang to his feet as Fitzhugh entered, staring at him with mien half questioning, half defiant. fsi Kever, since Oth#lo matfe his to listening Desdemona, had recital ■' Of lmir-b-eadth 'bcapca t' the imminent dejilly breach, "Si might frum dis p'int. Pe ribber's clar now," the black replied, pausing to listen as Vie got out the sweeps. Ef ive kin cross de chainil 'thout meetin' dem tran: puts, de shoal water'11 sabe us." A lit!le six-year-old boy overheard hi? ainit remark to his mamma that then .neighbor Mrs. Smith's parlor carpet way so ugly it really made her sick to look at it. The ljttle lDoy improved the first moment to visit neighbor Smith and ask to see her parlor carpet. "Certainly. Jamie, come in. This is the parlor carpet—but why'do von wish to see itr" ••'Cause," said Jamie, "Aunt Jan-- saiu it made her flick to lojk at it, and 1 want to see if it makes me sick."—Christian An Experiment. Of being taken by the Insolent foe, so moved a maiden, as when Evan Fauntleroy told the details of his story to Carolyn Clay. She sat motionless, her eyes fixed upon the glowing coals, her ears catching erery detail, which bore :;uch strange and double meaning Explained. Featherstone—Will your down soon, Bobbie? They bent to their oars with a will, the light boat skimming the water birdlike into the darkness, and headed straight across. Even the boatman's hardened old muscles were taxed to keep her head even, against the strong, regular stroke of the young scout. But, just on the edge of the channcl, Pete suddenly cried: "Lift! Peru's comin'!" And softly on the night broke the sound of a churnir.g propeller, growing clearer as she rounded the point just below, "Let us keep on," urged Evan, resting on his oar. All three could hear the officer run aft, and his gruff reply, as he lowered his night-glass: sister "Nonsense, Keefe! I see nothing." Bobbie—1 don't know. She's putting on a now dress and it takes some time. No time to lose now! Quicker, but still noiselessly, the brawny black wrist twisted the paddle, the boat answering as a live thin# and gliding swiftly away, but not before the ghostly blue bengal-liglit gleamed ominous across the water. And just within its radius, scarcely visible, floated on the low, black boat. Featherstone (impatiently) — What does she want to put on a new dress for? to her. Faithful to the pledge given Fi*zhutrh. Evan never hinted at the name of his rescuer, though he wondered much that his eouain expressed no curiosity Bobbie—She expects another gentleman this evening.—New York Hfiralil. ures." Four pages of these notices are in the paper before me, but I only the most desirable. Some of the advertisers The visitor glanced quickly round the pen. Its three other inmates were all strangers to him; and the boy caught ■his glance resting on the window, then dropping to the bunk beneath Then they were full of meaning when they turned full upon Evan and he said, coldly: Union One man wanted me to introduce a potato bug destroyer which "cost very little, never failed and required very little capital." Nine dollars would buy the prospectus and sample with instructions. Other farmers I find now* have received the same thing. It consists of two Philadelphia pressed bricks—num- numbered one and two. The instructions say, "Place the bug on No. 1, and then by pressing on him with No. 2 death will in most cases ensue." Nocturnal Musicians. Jones—My wife and I suffer from id -termite insomnia. upon that point. Her face was turned partly from him. and the excitement of living over those el irring scenes pre- Dix—Mrs. Dix was mourning today because Mrs. Hicks hadn't been in. Hicks—She has lieen very miserable. A Profound Secret. have means—all the way from a sewing machine or a milk cow up to $50,000, Some say they will marry any good, honorable man except a farmer; others bar the barber and the barkeeper. Most of them insist that there shall be no "double life" business, and seem prejudiced against pretty men. Some drop into poetry, like Silas Wegg. One says she is fond of art. literature, music, ice cream and corn in the ear. Another says. "Forty-seven years of age liftle widow four feet wide exiDerieuce in all branches of housekeeping," etc. "There she lays, sir!" the watch cried, Brown—Alternate insomnia! What is that? vunu/a full light he could have read little in those changes sweeping across it— doubt, wonder, pain, contempt, each in turn dominated by admiration —as the boy detailed the keen wit and dauntless nerve of the traitor she had loved. runny 01 it; out. ev 1 in pointing. Dix—What has been the matter? ' "I do not come to taunt you; only to •ay that I have had ycfu excused from your bath—to-day. It is best for you to remain here; but by to-morrow you may escape punishment altogether. We have met before, boy!" "Bossy, you jes' do wot I says." Pete replied. "We can't mek fass nuff time, 'gin' de current, ter git outen sight 'fore dem comes. We mus' lelT 'er driff, tell dcin passes." "Pshaw, man! that's only an old log. But give her a shot, anyway." Jones—Whichever gets to sleep first keeps the other awake all night.—New York Herald. Hicks—Some one toid her a profound secret, and it has rained pitchforks over since.—Detroit Free Press. , Pete heard the shrill liiss of a bullet :lose above his head, and a splash as it struck the water well beyond. But he did not even wince; and no sound or movement showed the dim, log-like object floating there to be anything more suspicious. Caution*. Easy to Remember. Teacher—Now remember, the natural color of water is blue. City Boy—Yes'm; same as milk.— Good News. Had loved? As she questioned her own heart in the quiet of that midnight, Carolyn Clay could scarce restrain the impulse to cry out aloud her wrath, her contempt for herself! For over every mixed and warring element within her breasts-spite of reason, of self-respect, of certainty—swept the memory of that past, when she had not withdrawn her hand from his—when her plighted pledge to trust him unto death went softly to his ear on the rhythm of Lanner's " Romantiker." The night-hush over the river was cut by a signal whistle, nfear, below, answered by another close behind, then still a third, faraway. 1 hate people who vill do that way to a total stranger. "I understand," the scout replied, dropping his eyes. "Had you said that first, I had never spoken so." "It was best," the other answered, slowly. "This guard house is just— where you ought to be!" He raised his voice for the sentry to hear. "You will be here all night, even if you miss your bath to-morrow." Fodder is mostly pulled now, and sweet potatoes in North Carolina have arrived at their maturity. The lightning bug now and then of a night glimmers painfully, and with an effort like Bug light in Boston harbor in a fog. ilia days are gliding swiftly by. "quick! close to tiikwai.l! this way!" turn, aDd hung still, breathless, eaeh second expecting a shot. Hut the friendly shadow shielded rope and man; and nt'Xt moment his feet touched the ground, a strong hand grasped his shoulder, and whisper came through the darkness; "There are several," the girl said, anxiously. "Can we not cross before them?" But at the shot the first ship flashed her lights, and, still beyond, the third answered the signal, lighting the water so brightly that the boat—gliding swiftly almost out of radiu& now—showed clearly. And, with the sight, rifles cracked from the nearest ship, bullets cutting the water all around, and one striking dull into the stern of the bold block ade-runner. Then, rearing his tall form as the boat glided again beyond the lights, Pete swung his oar, h A D *4 Ufl # % v misery r, ludccii. A widow four feet wide might strike the prune farmer as a cunning little elf to hold on one's knee of an evening when the work was over and the tired prune culturist had ceased from his pruning. u "Not 'thout rowin' hard," the negro answered. "Den dem ml hear us an' shoot, sholy. We's got ter driff an' wait. De reddy ter lriver w'en Pete gibs de motion." "I understand perfectly," the boy again replied. "I suppose I am as well, off here as elsewhere." I often think how many of us there are like the lightning bug. In life's bright summer time we "joggle'em up," as Dr- Pardee says, with a lavish band, but when autumn comes where are we? Possibly, however, in the absence of punctuation we have misunderstood her, and her experience is four feet wide, or she may be four feet, with wide experience."Quick! Close to toe wall! This He unshipped and packed the oars, his broad-bladed paddle turning1 the boat's nose to the slack, as she slowly drifted down-stream. Then he fished from the seat well-oiled woolen rags, securely muffling the rowlocks. \' D,v m "Far better for euch an active youth, whose tongue has more liberty than his body, just now. Keep that tongue quiet, or yon may remain here longer than—I think you wilL" way!" # "But the others? I promised—" "There's a themo for a novelist!"' Evan cried, as he ended his story—"danger and romance enough for three volumes on'y lacking the love! We must have the 1 ive, you know. Now, if I could only imagine my rescuer to be my superior officer,' Capt. Charlton —" "They must risk it. Come! Two lives —one halter—depend on seconds now! Corne!"' As «tach year goes slowly past the grand •stand where onr lives are being reviewed, we notice that we do not fly so high, and tiiere is less glimmer under our wings. Looking back over inv own pa.-11 see how hot headed I have been, and impulsive too. Another lady of Toronto, Canada, 6 feet 2 inches, with no relatives, desires to correspond .witli the treasurer of the national committee; would be willing to nurse him through a long fit of illness if wedded to him; does not use tobacco in any form: speaks French fluently and exclusively, having come here recently via the Scandia. She has all the chic and bonhomie of France, it seems, and can still read fine print. crym "Lay. low, missy:—How, bossy, row'" Another volley came, some bullets hissing1 very near, as Evan bent to his oar and cried, cheerily: 'I suppose when you marry the duke you will go at once to his home in England with him?" , He turned, opening the door. As the ■entry fkced, for his exit, he added: Yielding, half reluctant, to the stronger will and his own sense of right to his rescuer, the boy followed Ilia guide, with noiseless feet, bat eye* glued to a new sentry, silhouetted sharp on another angle agai rxst the clear moonlight. As he turned on his beat, the guide whispered: The propeller's splash grew louder rapidly; soon a great steamer's lights gleamed sickly through the gloom, and she was abreast of them, moving slowly up-stream, when from her farther side suddenly flashed her signal light. It was promptly answered by one—two— three, out of the dense gloom, beyond the channel, towards the Virginia shore. They had struck a fleet of anchored transports; and only Pete's quick decision had saved their rowing straight into them. "You are such a boy, here's something for you. It may taste better, coming from Gen. Baldwin's breakfast table." Evan!'' the girl cried, suddenly risiDg and striding to the door. "I TDelieve you would jest over a grave!" "Dear me, no! I wouldn't trust my self away over there with a man I kn-w so little about."—Life. Husband—Look, dear, I got ahead of the flies this time—i'ouud some sticky flypaper in the cupboard. "Pull, Pete! It's run or hang, now!" But the light boat, as though in relief from imposed sloth, shot through the darkness like a racer, under the desperate pull of four strong arms. Wife—Sticky flypaper 1 Good heavens, Henry (sobs), they're the—lemoE custard—pies—1—made—this morning (weeps bitterly)!—Truth. That is the reason I was expelled from Yale. I was too impulsive. The president told me I could not keeD tin with my classes unless 1 burned more midnight oil, and none of the stores kept it there, and so I came away. Drawing from his pocket a crisp, brown bun, he handed it to Evan, who caught his meaning look that accompanied the next words: "Over his? Possibly, fair eoz," he laughed. "Itut I beg pardon, humbly, for selfishness preventing question about your own escape." "Now! Quick across that moonlight! To that ditch!" Behind on the nearest ship were scurrying feet, mixed oaths and orders, the boatswain's whistle piping the boat's crew, as the davits creaked, lowering tie launch. She has also been fumigated and would make some man a good wife. "Don't bolt it whole; it might disagree with you. Anyway, you will be obliged to divide with these other rebs, I suppose. Good-day." The grammar of little children is oftentimes very amusing. A little fouryear-old girl, who had that pretly matronly way that little girls are apt to assume with their younger brothers and sisters, was at the breakfast table with some guests, and wishing to show her superior knowledge and age she said: "My little brother Van said he liad 'taked* two biscuits. He meant to have said. 'I have tooken two biscuits.' You know Van is only three years old. He doesn't always know how to say things." —Christian Union. Youthful Crammar, Both men sped across the broad moonlit space, unobserved, ar.d gained the fricnaiy shadow ot tne ditch. And at the instant a shot rang out, and simultaneously the call: She turned full to him in the firelight, warring elements within making her face hard and stern, as she answered, slowly, half absently: It was the same at Princeton. We had the same trouble over lights. Dr. McCosli said I talked too much through my hat. lie then had me expelled. I should have been more careful and less fresh. I can see it now. Oh, how bitterly we liewail these lost opportunities when it is too late! If I hud finished my theological course at Princeton, what might I not have been today? Possibly speaking to Piii I-Iappa Psi at the opera bouse in Jerusalem, or taking a bug;*y ride through Capurninm, or trolling for pickerel in the Sea of Galilee. tie was gone; cue uuu snot, ana £Dvan fanntleroy, with whirling brain—full of hope, memory of the secret letter, curses of his own stupidity, and flashes of Bessie Westchester's meaning eyes,— Onward the quarry sped, faster and faster, not one word spoken by the trio, until the spln*h of fallen oars, then their regular beat, told that the pursuit was up. Then Evan asked, through set "Yon have no need. You know all thnt"—checking herself, as avivid blush rose to her face, and adding, quickly— "from Bessie Westchester." Not a sound aboard the skiff. All three knew the peril, but that comment would not mend it. Perfectly still they sat, until the lights had died away and the first steamer had passed. up, the lights of the second well in view. Then the girl whispered: "Turn out th' ga-ad! Fris'ner 'scaped!" A Stroke of inventive Genius. Throwing1 themselves Cat on thcii faces, with one impulse, both men turned their eyes to the guard house window, as the sentry's lantern swung out over the parapet with dull gleam. Miss Maudie—And so 1 refused him on tbe ground that I am too young to marry. on the bunk's edge. After A puzzled, doubting expression came to the boy's frank face. Then silence; which she broke: teeth tome thought, he rose, saying, softly: "How far to shore, Pete?" "Less'n half-mile, bossy." First Dog Catcher (to second ditto)— Wot are yer frightened of, anyhow? All yer got to do is ter slip it over his lieadD —Life. . Chorus of Miss Maudie's Friends—Oil, you clever girl! Who else would have thought of that excuse from yon?--Chicago Tribune. "Comrades, I'd like your names and commands. I am Fauntelroy, B troop, —th Virginia cavalry." The trio gave the information; when the boy cried with a loud laugh: "Well, pards, let's divide Gen. Baldwin's bun." "How long before dawn?" "Less'n two hours, missy," Pete whispered back. Six feet below the sill a form clung to the rope desperately, seeming in the dim light to writhe and kick spasmodically. And. as they looked, it relaxed its hold, falling to the ground with dull, ominous thud. "But look! The moon is nearly "Can wc beat them in?" down. We must get to the creek. It is doubly important now that we get across." "No, bossy; not of tli' water'd hold." .This as calmly as the negro had asked for a "chaw;" but he added: "Dey's eight oars ud oberhaul our two." "Those anchored ones, across the channel, will wait for day? We must pass them?" she said. 31urh lletter. But let us not bewail the past. Bewailing the past commands less salary now under the McKinley law than most any other skilled labor. Maybe. "And doubly dangerous for you, Caro. Ilad I known in time that you were here, I should have crossed 12 i* CMiuic« Laura—Now, what do you suppose this novelist means by saying that his heroine seemed to be "treading on air?" But his finger went to his lip, as he listened intently for the sentry's tramp, till it faded slowly from the door. Then he carefully broke the small loaf, taking from it a thin, tempered file-saw, a flat phial of oil, and a strong, thin twine, closely wrapped around a scrap of written card. These he quickly concealed in his shirt; and when the new relief looked in at the door five minutes later all four men were munching the flaky white bread, with innocent facea but hearts beating high with hope. Then, aa the regular tramp again sounded without, Evan eagerly read the pardla low whisper. "Sholy, missy. Ef dem wont leebe, we's got to run dey," he answered, gravely. "Lay low! she's a-comin'!" "Can you shoot, Pete?" There was a breezy ring in the boy's question, "but the answer came: Then over the night came quick or ders, flashing1 lights, the dismal longroll of the drum, and the thud of many running feet. Flora—Maybe she wore pneumatic toles.—Indianapolis Journal. "Nonsense! we have shared dangers together before; and this is not great. Thv river is clear. Come." above." "Yes, bossy; but I's not gwinc ter. Pete's gwine ter lan' de missy a-runnin' dis time!" Again the pair nestled low in the straw, Pete backing the skiff slowly as he lay flat along the gunwale, watching the second transport pass. Again the signal-lights, again the answers of the anchored transports. Then through the gloom the boatman's trained sight took in three huge black hulls l)eyond the channel, their positions fixing on Yesterday I received the following latter from, one oi my many admirers in Washington: It Work* Both Vay*. -JD Vickars—Why don't you have your poetry typewritten':' You can get a much better idea of how it will look in print. "Qtfick! follow the ditch! Your life is on your speed!" the guide whispered' and they rushed along the smoothwashed bottom of the deep gully at top speed. And, collecting their light, but most precious, baggage, the pair moved swiftly through the night—now grown intensely cold—to the rush-lined banks of the creek, where old Pete waited with the boat. "But yon say they'll catch us?" VANcotrvEK, Wa-sh.. Oct. l All this through desperate pulling, pursuing oar-beats sounding clearer, clearer stilL ])K.ut Sin i 'an you toll me where I ran get a £ood wifef Am if ]ioor man with Rood prospects; have set out .! I ."D acre* of land in this (Clarke) county in i riii.es, which wilt hear in four years. I don't know much about farming, no I would like to get a trood st rong woman who understands ilie theory r.ud jiiucticeof prune growiuK. Mr. Bill Yuri. Wickars—Certainly editors. —Exchange. But so cau the "Ef de water'd hold. Ef we keeps cl'ar de lumps, we' strikes de flats, an' deni can't foiler, sliolyp Straignt on alter tnem came tne neavy ship's boat, guided by their oars. And noW another bcngola flashed up in her, not reaching the quarrv, but showing A hundred yards, and a tall fence skirted the ditch. Over this they clambered, running over root and hillock, aided by the kindly moon; ov« the opposite fence, racing straight foi the city, its lights not half a mile Poetic Tramp—How sweetly the old church 1*11 tolls the knell of parting *!ay, eh, Tom? A1»8eiitniiuC?HCl. The negro stared at Evan only an in- Etant, then said, calmly: his Irrain "Say, Billy, ef yer dad made ver go to work in vacation, what "ud yer rather be?" Proprietor (of barber's shop)—How did you hack up this strop so? First Assistant—I made a mistake; I thought I was shaving a man,—New York Herald. "Coin' 'cross long o' you, missy?" "Yes; mv cousin, Pete. Just escaped from prison." The second steamer had passed, the third not yet in sight: and the skiff. I'ete jndj$«Dd, had drittwl down a half- The Other One—A supper bell sounding the approach of coming grub 'ud snil me letter!—Life. "Guess I'd be a school teache;-."— Truth, If you will lielp me I will buy one of your books. Write bujp. Yours, mile Itoosa Daqoett.