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?...!L. 11 ' THE MYSTEBIODS WM X<OOQgOC An Exciting Story of th? Wa' of 1812. Br JOK2? R. MUSICS. CHAPTER Till?Continued. With the cessation of firing came a few momenta of relief to the tired gunners. They gathered about in small groups and began talking about the late attack, and the probable result of the siege. The artillerymen on the west side ot the fort had rendered but little service, owing to 11 ck of skill, and the uneven* hobs of the ground. "Cap'n," said Simon to tne young com- | mander, whom he met on his 6troll about the village, "d'ye reckon there kin be any possible doubt abeout them two fellers from the Xenophon?" "Why, no, Simon; why should we doubt them now?" "I don't know," the Yankee answered, rubbing his face with his hands, "but they're quare, ye know. I was goin' abeout the big gun an' I saw 'em talkin' to each other in whispers, an' when they saw me comin' they jist got scart all at once, an' one grabtfld the other's hand and said: 'Hu-sh-sh-sh!' Naow, Cap'n. I'd like amost plaguey well to know what tha-at means." "1 don t tnow, Simon. 1 am Bare i don't know, and yet I am certain that if we understood it all there would be nothing bad in it; they are our friends." "I doan't know," answered Simon somewhat skeptically. "Why, Simon,how can you doubt them after such service as they have rendered U8." "It may all be fer show, ye know," said Simon. "I do not think if this man Burnett was a friend to the man of war, he could punish it so severely as he has." "Yei, Cap'n.tba-at's it, ye see,"said the Yankee, mysteriously. "They may hate the man-o'-war 'cause they got flogged aboard her, but they mayn't hev any love for the stars and stripes, ye know." "I think you are wrong, Simon. I believe they are true to us.' "That may be so, Cap'n, but I'm goin' ? lo keep my eyes on em, an' ef they go crooked, ye kin je6t bet, I'll string 'em up bo high they'll git a bird's-eye view o' the new Jerusalem. ' ' "With this threat Simon went away, and the young commander returned to bis headquarters, after issuing guch orders as were necessary. He had the villagers and raw recruitn pretty well organized. A Btrong guard was kept on the west 6ide of tho fort to prevent a surprise from the inland forces. A guard was placed out toward the 6ea, and all precaution possible taken to prevent any communication between the man-of-war and Major Bridges' forces. But that of course was impossible to do, and that afternoon a look-out reported that a boat had put off from the man-of-war and was standing into shore. < The young commander Bpent as much cf his time as he could with his betrothed, consoling her as no one else could at the loss she had sustained or was soon to sustain. "When evening came dark clouds overspread the skv. There would be no moon until late in the morning, and th6 night bid fair to be extremely dark. Griffith Alton was in the small house he had set apart as his headquarters, and Simon, Al, Jones, Small, and several others, who were the coolest-headed ot the villagers, were in consultation with him. "We are going to have an extremely dark night," the young commander 6aid. "The clouds are growing thicker, and in An hour one cannot Bee a foot before him. This is a serious and trying time for us. Guard the guns closely, and see that no pies are allowed to spike them. Shonld our big gun be spiked, we would be at the mercy of the man-of-war." "YeB, Cap'n; be sure ye know who guards that gun,"said Simon. "I will, Simon," said Griffith, with n mile, "You are the man I shall intrust with that business." "All right. byJewhillika Crickets! I'll sleep on it. I'll not git an inch away from It this night." Simon was instructed to take as many assistant guards ns he would need, anil during the night he was to have entire charge of the" gun. Pickets were 6tatior^ed beyond the works and a chain ol guards iciside them, to prevent a surprise or spies from coming within their lines. . A heavy fog rolled in from the ocean ?and enveloped the coast for miles, falling in a sort of mist or drizzle; waterproofs and tarpaulins were thrown over the guns to keep them dry. The cares, excitement, and anxieties of the day had been trying on the young commander, and he sank back in the chair and closed his eyes. In a few moments he was asleep. The mear.ured tread of the sentry at tho door was the only sound which broke the 6ilence. This did not interfere with the repose of the tired Captain. But when he heard the ?entry challenge some one, he started up to a sitting position. Low voices were heard without. A mo rtont lotor tV?A onor/1 Tint hia ViAnrl iri ftnd without the formality of saluting as ? regular soldier would, said: "Thar's a feller here who wants to Fee yer." The Captain rose from his chair and eked the sentry to show him in. A moment later Jack Hatchet, with his face betraying no little excitement, entered. "Griff, we've got 6pies in camp,'* he said. "What do you mean, Jack?" "I mean just what I say. Thar's some 'un who's a stranger in these 'ere works, sure as yer livin'." The youDg Captain buckled on his Bword, put on h:s hat, stuck a brace of pistols in his belt, and, throwing a light clouk over his shoulders, sallied forth. "Show them to iae, Jack," he said, as be stepped out into the darkness. "I will ef I kin find 'em; 1 come near ehootin' one o' the scamps, but be dodged me." "What do they feem to be trying to do?" "Spike the guns," was the un6wer. The young commander was not a little alarmed at this intelligence, and oallinc an orueny ne issuea oraers ior aouuie gnards to be placed at all the guns aud every point guarded to see that no one ?c ?ped. "Now, Jnck," he said, when this had been dene, "you and I will set out on a tour of inspection to find these spies. How many are they?" "Two." "We two trill be sufficient mnuagt them." "Yes, I think ec. They had started to the north end ol fca works when the flash and report of a musket from the embrazure of the bip gun caused them to wheel about ?nd hasten toward it. A hundred footsteps were hurrying in the same direction, and for a moment the tort was thrown into! confusion. Cries of: "To arms! to arms!" brought out th? sleeping defenders, who, seizing their firelocks, fell into line like old veterans, and prepared to sell their lives for theii homes and families. Above all the confusion could be heard the voice of the Yankee; '"""AtfnryB tarnatroirporpoise. Darn yei i jacket, did ye think ye waB agoin' to pull the wool oyer my eyes. Git eont, will ye Try to spike a gun, eh?" "What's the matter, Simon?" Capt. Alton asked, as he came up. "Some pesky pnenk's been tryin' to \ tnke me nappiu' Lot I gueea 1 made '* I elar eout. 1 ?????? ' " ? "Who was it r "I don't know." a "What did he try to do?" "Spike the gun." "Did you fire that shot?" "Yes." "Did von hit anybody?" ^ . "Yep?doan't ve see that DeskT scamc " lyln* lliar on fhe grounfl; guess yell finfl e I Lored him throxich." A dark object lying on the ground attracted the attention of the younp commander, and he walked forward and 11 stooped to examine it. . "Why, Simon," he said in astonish- _ ment, "there is nothing her# but a * blanket." * - Thar haint? Well, I'd 6war thar wa= a man in it when it went deown." "Jack," said the young officer as torches 1 were brought to the spot, "there are spies in our works." y CHAPTEK IX. "IS HE A TRAITOB?" F There was a moment's silence, broken ^ at last by Simon. "By Jeruselem, ef that doan't beat the Dutch!" he ejaculated. "Whar in the nation has the critter gone off to, I'd like to know?" "That is what we would all like to 1 know, Simon," said the young com- > mander. "Are you right 6ure you were not dreaming, and fired at a creature ol your imagination?" ? "Dreamin' Jeruselem: d've call this a flreflm?" and Simon seized the blanket ? and held it before the face of the young . Captain. , i\o, Simon, there can be no question ?f that being a reality," he answered. "Well, Cap'n, ef that's a reality, so was , the man that wore it." The blanket was examined and found * to be a corrmon gray blanket such as many of the American soldiers need in u their camp. There was a hole in one corner, testifying that Simon's rifle had not entirely missed the mark. "Does anyone recognize this blanket?" : asked our hero, holding it up in the light . of the torch. "Yah, me<6tur, it vas mine," said a German, coming forward and laying his hand on it. "It was?" asked the Captain. "Then how came it here?" "Me cannot dell, Meestur Capdain. Me i . vas sleeping mitmine planket over top of minezelf, und zomepody coomes along a vonce to me und 6hteals it avay, und 1 ? vakes up all cold." The young commander gave the Ger- n man a searching glance and Baid: "What is your name?" n "Shacob Hess," was the answei. "Well, Jacob, you are a prisoner." "Von Drizoner?mine uou in neimej, vot ver you make me von brizoner 6hust fur because zomo von shtole mine planket?" "Does any one know this man?" asked the Captain. A farmer came forward and said that Jacob was his neighbor, and he had always believed him to be true to the C American cause. But the Captain decided a under the circumstances to have the b German arrested and put under guard until morning, when he would have hia bi ca6e investigated. ai The Dutchman expostulated in broken English, and declared that he was mno- d cent, but it was all of no avail. The order for his arrest was executed, and the Dutchman taken away amid many protestations. "Now, Griff," said Hatchet, pulling the young commander aside just as if he j ai was* still a village boy, " *6pose me an' j you make that rounds we war a talkin' j tl about?" "In a moment, Jack," said the young officer. "There are some very imponant orders to issue and carry out." v< For a few moments Griffith was busy, o but as soon as> he was at leisure ho joined I .Tack, who stood Dear, impatiently chew- ! icg his huge cud of tobacco. I ^ "Wall, bov, ye got through all that ar red tape tomfoolery at la6t, hev ye?? | come on." | The Captain laughed, but made no re- i (j. ply to the jeering remark of his coinpanion. He knew old Jack so well and so 5 thoroughly?understood that beneath his gruff, rugged exterior there beat a warm . ( heart?that he did not for a moment C(! doubt him. The old blacksmith wp.b brave as a lion, and could be depended j on for his courage, though he utterly tiespised all form of show, as men of" his j,( class are apt to do. They went slowly ai cautiously alonp the breastwork, going J&z, northerly di- (1( reetion. The little village was in a state ^ of excitement. Lanterns and torches were hurrying hither and thither. Jack noticed them and growled. "They're a pack o' fool6; they'll never catch anybody. They'll jest show the epieB a way to escape." ^ "Where did you first see them, Jack?" "Who?them two spy fellers? Why, 1 se9d 'em at one 'o them smaller cannons what pints out to sea." ih "Were they at it?"* "Not quite. They were pretty close, re thon^h, and seemed to be debatin' wheth- vn er they'd bettor spike it or not, but jest then 1 cocked my ole smooth-bore. Thej tieerd me, an' concluciea, l guess, to git, so fur all at once they jest seemed to flop j nr out o' existence. I couldn't find 'em no- ! wi where." m They were on that line of the fortifica- gi tion where no guns were placed, and in there were bo lights here. All was the deepest darkness, and the young com- Js mander thought that this would un- a dnubtedly be the place the spies would J. sci-k. He told J nek Hatchet that the e?i s[ ies could not find a more suitable place fcr concealment or escape, and cautioned la him to keep his eyes open. "Don't ye think I'm goin' to be took af nappin'," said that individual. "I tell th ye, Cap'n. I'm as hot as a forge. I'd melt a a hoss-shoe mil to-night. Oh, ef I couiil as only git a clutch o' them varmints, I'd fil make 'em think it war the day that th( pi kingdom was a comiu'!" "Hush. Jack." "D've hear something?" C "Yes." Jack listened himself. Both of them halted and the officer cocked his pistol and Jack Hatchot his gun. The blacksin iih strained his hearing, but could . catch no sound that was at all suspicious. a, "What d've hear. Griff?" he at last f, asked. ' "Some one walking." "Where?" "Just ahead of us. They have stopped , now." It was intensely dark in thiB pari of the fort. The officer sincerely w:6hed he had a lantern vith him, and at fire! thought of sending Jack Hatchet after J' one, but on second thought decided not to do so. Might it not be a bold scheme to capture him and force a capitulation. He decided to keep Jack with him. 11 An long as he bad the quaint blacksmilh at his side he felt that he could P defend himself against a half dozen ordinary men. "Griff," said Jack, "let'6 Bteal up on f 'em like we war cialkin' a deer. ' ** ^'- waII T ViAn* *iA4K?nni ?v\a* ici J w en. x iiuai uvbuiu^ iuvio ui i them, though." Stooping to a crouching position, the Captain and hie companion crept for- 0 wanl, keeping well under the works, bo r low 10 the ground that a shot could Bcarce S have hit them. Iu this manner they advanced several yards and halted. M -rrye near *em vet, Qrifl?" Jack astea. J "No, I hear nothing but the sentries." "D'ye reckin' they've got away?" w "I can not say. Jack. We will go on e until we come to the light ahead. If they ti have not jumped the earthworks, they n bave gone into the village " w The whole line of works was traversed, k but no Bign of the spies conld be fouiid. o They were now in sufficient light to see a ?ach other's features. Griffith and the ? ylaeksmi.h exchanged glances. Both fi 'acts wore u puzzled expression. s "Jack, if they were hiding under the h oreastwork, we ought to nave found b them." "I know it, QriS. 1 don't believe they rethar." s "Then have they escaped?" t "No." < "Where are they?" 1 "Griff," said Jack Hatchet, seizing the c .merican by the lapel of his coat, "I ^ on't believe there's been a Britisher t rossed our line to-night." "You don't?" t "No." c "Then yon think these spies are only 1 nomination." 1 "No; ve don't seem to understand. Griff. 1 'har's fceen some deviltry at work, be- e ond a doubt, I reckon. Them Britisher^ e re got friends in here so'mewheie, but f bey come in afore dark." s ' wnat! no you tnina we nave nad spies i a here all day long?" I "Yes, I do." "Who do you suppose they could be, ? ack?" t "Well, Griff, I wouldn't be one bit sur- t rised ef it wasn't them two deserters 1 rom the man-'o-war." "Who?Burnett and Dawes?" f "Yes." ' "Why, you must be crazy, Jack." t "I guess, Griff, ef you'd study a little 1 n the matter ye'dcome to the conclusion hat I'm not so far off in this matter as t ou are " 1 "Why did they fight the English with uch determination? Burnett himself ' Imost rulnefl the man-of-war by We ex- ? ellent marksmanship." "I know that, Griff, but thar's 6omehin' so strange about it all. Now thai ilanket at whicb the Yankee shot, how 5 lid it come there?" "I don't know." "I tell ye. Griff, 1 don't believe thai 1 hat Dutchman was any spy. He has ived out here ten miles awuy for years, i 've shod horses for him all that time " ? At this moment the discharge of a mug- i et at the extreme north end of the fort ttracted the attention of Captain Alton ? nd Hatchet, They ran to the spot and i ound the sentrj to be a green boy, who, alf frightened out of bis wits, stood on * be parapet, an empty gun in hi6 band. ? "Did yon fire that shot?" the Captain sked. . ( "Yes, zur," was the answer. . "At whom did you fire?" "Dinged ef I-know," the frightened boy ? nswered, trembling with uncontrollable ear. "I was jest a walkin' on my beat n' I sees some 'un come out froir. the I round " "Oct from the ground? What do you lean?" . "I mean I saw 6ome 'un seem to jest j ise up out o' the ground down thar whar { ou are," the stnpid fellow replied. "I , -U- 3 F 1 X XI .1 l.U f i nueu em, uui iuey wuuiuh i uu&wer, an blazed away." "Did you hit?" "Dun know." "What became of the man at whom you red?" "Dun know; saw some'un rnnnin' up le hill toward town." "Griff," "gala Elntchctt nurtglng the aptain -with his elbow, "I'll jest bet ye gill o' buttermilk agin two pickled jayirds that it war them." Griffith paid no attention to the blackmith, but asked the boy if he was not sleep and dreamed that he saw some one. "Xo, zur; I saw 'un," the boy stupidly eclared, "I'd swear I saw 'un. "How many did you see?" "Two." "I told ye so, Griff," put in Hatchet. " U'V t* /1i*An4i/>n /li/1 V? nV frr*V" " ?"? "-""-J b?"Up townrd town?that way," tha boy aswered, pointing toward the village. "I'll have the guard doubled here." 6aid ? ie commander, as tiny turned away. s "Grill", le's go up to that house." "Which?" , "The one the boy pointed out. It's the irv same house that deserter o' the Xen- , Dlion stays in. I believe he's into this." JacTt, Vou soem very persistent, es- * ?cially since we've had such abundant ? roof of the honesty of both tnese men." J "Well, Grill, I tell ye it's not all right, i je ll see it," said the blacksmith. "I must go to headquarters first," 6aid 5 le "ommander, "and then I will go with >1 j " Griff, I'll go riftht on there now ana c nit for you. I tell ye. Griff, we're on a I ' ot trail, nnd 'tvon't do to li t the thing ' >ol off in tbo least," said the blp.ck- | uith, hiB eyes shining w itb excitement i the uncertain light of the torches. . "I agree with you, yet I must go to J iad^narters and issue new orders at ? ice. Pcrhans a more" experienced comman- P ;r would have remained nt headquarters iring such stirring events, but Griffith's ilitary experience did not extend back . er a few months. He found Simon at headquarters. "Cap'n," said the Yankee in a whisper, C believe it's them fellers who deserted f* e liritish man o' war wh it's doin' this." ^ "Never mind now, Simon," the vexed ficer answered, hastening to his desk. Vhv does everybody seem to suspicion ese men?" Despite all his plain common-sense a! ason the young commander found a Cj ij:ue suspicioa taking possesion of mself. We can not always control our ei ispicions, much as we mar desire to do I i. His work flu shed, he left the home t] id hastened to where Jack Hatchet j as waiting for him. Several of the , ost prominent of tho villagers were tJ nn* f?r -frmy* tVia hnnco t*l i which the two deserters were. p "Look here, Griff, d'ye see this?" asked ick Katchet, hmding Captain Alton . long, 6'uarp-pointed iron instrument. bat's a rat-tail tile, the best thing on tl :rth to spike a gun." a "Where did you get it?" aslse.l the Capin, his face growing very pale. "Henry Small was standing here jist 0: ter that fcoy shot at the spy, and he saw a: -it ar' mysterious gunner Lurry up from n; dark corner an' slip in his house. Jest he went through the door this rat-tail e fell out of "his pocket, and Her.rv ai nkeditup." " p tl "After all, is he a traitor?" the puzzle! aptain usked himself. CllAI'TER X. ^ te:e lovebs?a dark face. tl "Griff,"said Hatchet, in a voice 6carci t)i bove a whisper, and that trembled with ft scitement, "I tell ye we don't dar' put y lis off a minit longer. Let's go right it . lar, bring 'em out 'n hang 'em." 11 "No. no, Jack; ycu arc too violent." * "Violent! Griff; thunder! don't thej b ing spies?" asked the blacksmith. ^ "Yes; but not untii thay are thoroughlj . Dnvinced thev are spies." . "My nil, Griff! ain't ye thoroughly con- v inced?" asked Jack,"in astonishment. U I'd like to know how mnch more ye want ) convince ye that they nre spies?" "They may be nble to explain thes< 11 lyeteriee, Jack. I don't think it prudenl a i deal summarily with men on mere sue gi icion." 'Then, fnr the Lord sake, what ye goin ) do? Jest let'em take us in an'cut oui 1 jro its an' not make a move to prevent fi niV tl "No. ft may be a good idea to questiot p 3cm on this matter, and if we find thai ney cnnnot mase 6atisraciory answers ti ur questions, pnt thein under arrest." "Better pnt 'em under the ground, b rriff. 'Twon't take no one to euard 'en here." For a moment the young commande) ' ras silent, and then be laid bis band on ack'b Eboalder and said: r "Did you ever bear tbe story of the man ?ho bnd a goo6e that laid a golden egg very day, Jack, and be killed the goose o j.;et all the eggs at once and found I oixoi We might do th it ourselves. H a e should kill tbis mysterious gnnner we t now that the Xecophon conld blow us at of existence. Let'6 pu* him uudei rrest and make him sight, tbe gun for us. [e has exhibited his skill, and if be re* j nses to strike tbe ship with solid shot oi bell then it will be time enough to string 1 im up for non-performanco of duty, oi J sins: a traitor or 6ov * I - w The \>ia<5Kfimun ana hie companions as?nted, and with a guard armed with mas. cetB. the Captain went to the door. He :onld bear the two deserters talking in a ow tone. He waited a moment trying to :atch the drift of their conversation, out vas unable to distinguish a single word bey said. At last he rapped lightly. Evidently be men were very busily engaged for they lid not hear him, and continued their ow, inaudible conversation, speaking but ittle above whispers. He rar;.<:d again, ouder than before. The voices became lilent and there was a confused rustling lound as if they were alarmed or annoyed it the interference. The Cnptnin rapped ;till louder and after a moment's husned yhisperiug, footsteps were heard apjroaching the door. The door was opened by the mysterious junner himnelf, and his {tide betrayed ivident confusion when he discoveied he commander of the post confronting lim with half a dozen armed men. "Come in, Captain Alton," said the delerter, after a short but awkward silence, rhe Captain and two men stepped inside no noase. ">vnat ao yon want, Oaptain? ! suppose you want to see us?" "Yes, Mr. Burnett, I want to know what his is," and the young commander held ip the file. The deserter of the Xenophon took it n his hand, and, after a glance at it, aniwered: ?Tii 1 i.n ? lit) a icfcw-risi* uic. "Where did it come from?" The deserter was confused for a mo* Bent, and then answered: "I can't tell, I am sure, shipmate." "Well, Mr. Burnett, I want to Jinow low you come with it?" By this time Henry Dawes came for pard and stood by his comrade's side, ind their faces expressed blank amazenent, if not confusion. "Captain Alton, I must confess I'm off ny bearin's; can't ye give us the soundn's? What d'ye mean?" "I mean?I want to know how you came o hive this rat-tail hie in your poslession?" "I never had it in my possession, 2su>'n." * K?g?gtt&ss, stipmato, ne was misaken. I hope I may never reef another ail, Cap'n, ef I ever had that rat-tail file n my hands." "But I saw ye drap it," put in the car)enter. "Where?" "Jest as ye come in here the last time." He was too much confused and annoyed o muke any response. It was really needif Kn Vta/3 V.oon Anf fftr Ktt CCD IV a DA Uilii li, uv MUU vu?( ** j lis acts he admited he ha i. Henry [)awes exchanged glanres with Bnrnett, ind it wbb eaby for one to imng ne that hey saw guilt expressed on their convenances. After a few moments of awkward 6ilence, Burnett, who was the first o recover his self-possession, said: "I don't clearly see the lay o' the land, Dap'n, but if I do, it seems to me that on have come to think somethin' ill >' us." "Spies have been reported in camp." "Ana! Your suspicious are aroused, oo, are they, Cap'ni1 I was jest going to vara you." "I thank you, sir," said Captain Alton, soolly, "but it seems from wiiut I am able o gather that they were detected trying o spike the gins. They have been ;raced from the guns to your door where ;ou yourself were seen to drop the rut ail nie, toe very ming auove an ouit-rH icith which one might be expected to try o spike a gun." Dawes could be restrained no longer, md pulling his forelock respectfully, he laid: "Begver pardon, Cr.p'n, but d'ye think ve're suilin' under false colors?" "I do net know, but for the present you nil have to cousent to being prisoners." "Tar an' 'onnds, Cap'u,"" ejaculate! !)p.wes. "Ef ye've come to regard us as luspicious crafts jest take off yer emba'*jo, an' we'll weigh anchor and quit port." "I can't consent to that. There it some luspicion against yon, and you must coaient to be prisoners for a time at len6t." Dawes lost his temper at what ho rejarded ns bad faith on the part of liis ;ountrymen, and at the 6ame time a lack >f erntitiT'e in *-PoniH"" c?-vu^ run imprisonment. ~ BuFtfie mjsterlou# unner waB cooler, and by a few'words of dvice got his companion quieted. Captain Alton disarmed the deserters, sft them under a strong guard, and then etniled fifty men to watch for the Bj>i?? ntfiide. The remainder of the night assed in quiet. The next day proved to e focev and disagreeable. Iso object ould be seen any distance away, and it as impossible to see one-fourth the disince ont of the bay. Of course the lan-of-war was not visible. The day assed drearily enough. Not a 6hot was red from ship or shore, and one could alf believe that the enemy had raised lie siege and retired. fTO BE COVTrN'UED.l The murder of JtJenwell by iiurcneli hd the execution of the murderer have lused the following remarks about migration frauds by a London paper : s there any punishment too severe for be scoundrel who by specious lies inucss igr.orant peasants to break up beir homes and start for an imaginary aradise beyond the Atlantic, after arting with their all to get there ? It lav be pretty safely assumed that the I iousands of Austrian roles who have ius been stripped bare by greedy scheiers would make things unpleasantly arm for their plunderers if they could :ily lay hands on the inhuman wretch3. Unhappily, discovery is rarely iade until the swindlers have got away > some place of saiety witn tneir swag, ad so it seems likely to prove in the resent instance. Here in England, le game is still carried on to some ex?nt, but in a much more cautious way. ?ur emigration diddlers rarely address leir overture to the working classes; iey aim at higher game in the person f the younger sons of fairly endowed imilies. "What shall we do do with ur boys?" asks paterfamilias despairigly of the wife of his bosom. She is 9 much at a loss for a reply as he is imself; the young hopefuls would, 6he .links, make excellent colonists, with aeir strong limbs, hatred of study, and oracious appetites; but how are they i get a good start in the promised ind V Here is a kind gentleman offei> ig?in return for a paltry premium of hundred pounds or to?to receive the ons of gentlemen at his farm in Baraaria, to give them a thorough practical raining in 13aratarian agriculture, and nallv to set them up as farmers* on heir own feet. So, Tom, Dick, or larry is appointed to make trial of his excellent opening, and within a ew months he either works his passage -_i. nr nrlrls another unit UL'IV tU v. ? o the substratum of some American ity. For the splendid farm proved to e a rank humbug, while the agicult.ual training took the form of brutal anguage, every sort of hardship, and text to nothing to eat. Yet, although his vulgar fraud has been perpetrated thousand times on British parents, he trade appears to go on *s briskly as :ver, and, no doubt, as profitably. To devotb one's self to something ligher than one's self, this is the aniwer of the ages to all -who would find perpetual interests, and live in that mergy which is immortal / SCALPING. WHY INDIANS TAKE THEIR ENE/ MIES' SCAJLPLOCKS. Non-Combatants Not Mntilated by Sar&ges?How Mexicans Scalp Indians?A White Alan Who Survived a Scalping. It is the fall of 1878. The Cheyennes, dissatisfied with their place in the Indian Territory, have broken into small bands and are breaking for their old home in the north. Two companies of United States cavalry are in pursuit, but the Indians outnumber the soldiers, and when the troops get too close they turn and fight like cornered wildcats. Every iay the soldiers find fresh evidences of the ferocity of the savages they are pursuing. Every village along their path has been devastated. The mutilated bodies of men lie in the streets?four or five in every town. Finally the troops reach the village of the Mennonites. There they find twenty-seven dead men and boys, almost the entire population of the town. The Indians were less merciful to the women. Several of them are found stark mad wandering on the prairie. There are other marauding bands of Indians in the country, but the work of the Cheyenne is unmistakable. The bodies are not scalped. This is the CheyenDe's way of expressing con&\w) \&f rij', HOW INDIANS HOW MEXICANS BCALF MEXICANS. SCALP J NX) IAN 8. tempt for those he kills. There is nc glory in carrying the scalp of a man whe I *11*11 " Ol4inloi A( Will lil/lt JUt^UU* VU& Ul iUV ai UViVJ VI the faith of the sect that constitutes the population of the village is abhorrence of war and all manner of bloodshed. There was not a firearm in the village when the 200 Indians swept through it. Further on the the soldiers find a wounded horse lying on the prairie. Near him is a cowboy's hat, by it lie two or three empty rifle cartridges. There was a fight here. A hundred yards further od are more shells, and the grass is spotted with blood. Fifty yards further they find the body of a cowboy. About him are more shells, pistol cartridges this time. The cowboy's long hair is crone. Here was an adversary Vhom there was some glory in killing-. To the eoldiers familiar with life and de^th on the plains there i.? no mystery about what they see on the prairie there. The cowboy met the Indians and rode for his life away from them. But among all those who pursued some must have had horses swifter than the cowboy's pony. He tried to keep them back with his rifle, but the Cheyennes are not cowards. So the unequal race was run, the Indians firing as they pursued. They shot his horse, and he tried to make a fort of the animal's body. Maybe he kept them off for a time?the empty shells would indicate as much. Then they began to circle out around him to take him from the rear. His fort was no longei I tenable, and he ran again. Where the ' second shells and the blood stained grass were found a bullet reached him, and he went down, slili fighting. He must havt recovered enough to make another effort. Another shot reached him as he dropped from exhaustion, and he fought on to the end with bis six-shooter. That is why thfv took his ecaln. Just the hair on the top of the dead cowboy's head was gone. The scalping knife cut around just below the line of the hair on the forehead. Then the knife circled his head, taking in that portion of the scalp -where the hair di vides behind. That is the way they scalp | a white man. | Had their victim been a Sioux or a Kiowa they would not have taken so much. But a white man does not distinguish his scalplock. ; The scalplock consists of the axis ol i; the scalp. Just that spot where the haii that you brush to the front and to the :! sides joins that which you brush back ! toward the neck. Nearly all the Indians take great trouble with the scalplock. ' j They let the hair grow longer there than | traywhere else and braid it as carefullj as a Chinamau does his queue. Frequently they braid .strings of buckskin V ?? I w uttxkikg devil's yellow hand's t scalp. scalp, i or rabbit skin in with it and ornament ii ' with bits of glass or bright metal. Death i to one of these Indians, provided he docs uot lose his scalplock, means little. Heis never dishonored while this wisp ol hair is still attached to his skull. In the earlier days of Indiau lighting a whole tribe would hold a dance of rejoicing if they found their dead after a battle unscalped. Some of the Western tribes have a belief that accounts for the consideration with which the uculplock is regarded. It is that the spirit of the dead Indian is lifted up to the happy hunting-grounds by his scalplock, and that without this appendage he can never reach the Iudian paradise. So these Indians will do anything to prevent their scalps from ornamenting the belt or tepee of an enemy. There arc numerous instances of warriors who, finding themselves cut off from all hope of escape, have ridden over precipiccs and gone down singing a song of triumph, because the enemy could not get their hair. This is also the reason that the Indians ryflf fKflJ* Aaprl n n/I Vin f Via iliuuya tai IJ V/.U. wvn uum VUU bodies where they can never be found. The manuer of scalping varies little among different tribes. The Sioux take a smaller piece of the scalp than most others, but even this depends entirely on the amount of time they have for the operation. They are not, however, as 35 * X -' - -- /?. - . particular us the Cheyennes and as to the character of the man from whose head the hair comes. Their habit is to scalp every man, woman or child that they kill. But the Indians are a strange people, and no rule is invariable. For instance, when they wiped out Custer's command, the "chief with yellow hair'' vtus uut tuauneu. ruey iooa ins epauiets and hii belt, but that was all, while many of the soldiers were hacked and mutilated frightfully. And yet Caster had been their most constant enemy,and had fought as long as there was a breath in his body. During the devastating march of the Cheyennes northward a couple of Captain Wood's troopers were killed. They buried them near where they fell. After the Indian trouble was over the soldiers went out after the bodies of their comrades. Thev found that the Indians had dug them up and scalped them. The process of scalping is very simple. The Indian simply holds the -hair on the top of the head in his left hand. Two semi-circular cuts are made, and then a good pull tears the scalp off. In a Stockton street saloon a dusty handful of hair is nailed to the wall. It is the scalp of Running Devil, a Comanche. It is over twenty years since the little braid was torn from the Comanche's head by a scout, ana t&e scalp is snrunken ana looks like leather that has long been exposed to the sun. The Apaches seldom if ever scalp. There -was a time when rewards were paid for Apache scalps, both in Mexico and Arizona. The fashion on the American side was simply to skin the head; the Mexicans, however, did the work more neatly. They simply cut a strip right oyer the middle of the head, from side to side, and under the ears. This gave them a band of hair, with the ears attached, that was ample proof that the Indian from whose bead it came was dead. It must be said, however, that even when 1 xt Ao/VA - iL? tcaips were worm apiece we market was never glutted. The people on the frontier do not like to hunt Apaches, rhe Indiana are usually closely pursued while on their raids and have not much time to spend in scalping. On this account a 6mall number of people hare been scalped and have lived to tell of it. ; _ JOHS T. CCTMMINGS'S MI8SXXO 8CAT,P. John T. Cummins an old California prospector, had this experience. He was prospecting close to the Oregon line when the Modocs went on the warpath in 1873. "I didn't know that the Indians were out at all," said he, "until a volley from the brush killed my partner. One oullet tore through my forearm. I ! ran lor tee ran umDer, qui nau not goue i far before I felt myself hit again. That's - all I remember until next morning. I ; felt my face all wet and a most peculiar feeling on my head. I was not yet conscious enough to feel pain. I put my hand to my head and the touch made me quiver all-over. I faiDtcd again. A i party of soldiers found me and the surgeon did what he could for me. The i wound that knocked me was on my right t breast. I went East and they cut an arrowhead out of there. For years the pain from the scalping kept me almost crazy. It is easier now, of course, but even now the touch of a finger to the baie scalp will make me scream. I cannot bear the weight of a pencil there." The whole top of Mr. Cummiu's head is bare. The naked spot is not like ordinary baldness. It is covered with a thin, green-blue skin. The remaindet of the scalp makes a perceptible wall around it. When an Iudian -wants a scalp he will go to aDj length to get it. Some of the members of the Fourth Cavalry tell of a Sioux who carried off a wounded soldier ; on his saddle-bow and scalped him while . the whole command was in pursuit.? , fian Francisco Examiner. I The Bells of Limerick. The bells of Limerick are said to have i i ccn T.-t by an Italian, for use in a convent in Italy. Iu the wars between J . the Itaiiaus and Spaniards the bell- i i founder lost his two sous, the pride of [ his old age, and being now friendless, enjoyed as the only solace of his existence the sweet tones of his other children, the bells. While the old man was absent from Italy, the convent was plundered and the bells carried off. lie could liud uo trace of them, and resolved to search the world, that he might die within the sound of his treasures. After long years, he entered Limerick harbor, and the old campancro heard his bells peal from St. Mary's towers. 1 The sounds ceased, and the life of the j wandeied died with them. Deuis Florence McCarthy has written a very grace- J ful poem: The Famous Bells of Limer- I cU," on this subject.?Detroit Free Pros. A Moment of Suspense. T ^ Anna Matilda (who has just made a purchase)?"If it likes cocoanut candy in' smells it in mv Docket. I am lost!"-? Life. The Tacoma (Washington) coal company claims to have struck a vein of coal which they estimate will yield 3,000,000 tons. The 1855 pattern cent (copper) with 1 flying eagle is worth seventy-live cents. . TraiMI Cita and Bate. tS9 There is a refctttoble show at tha Crystal Palace, London^-which represent* the millennium on a small scale. 1W lioa does not he down with the lambf ^ but the cat and the rat, the moose and 5 I ON THE TIGHT ROPB. < together and enjjy the bmefita of % ! good education. The educator of the > .. 1. m? " . i l -j. ti animais is jsusb una, who o? laugzur them some remarkable feats. The cats' > walk the tight rope, which has whit?"1 rats and mice -and chirping canarie?1,^ strewn all over it The cats pick their' ** way carefully among their natural prejf< without molesting them, and will evett carry some of them on their back? with?._-j out being once tempted to gobble thenf > up. They walk over the tops of chain^ . pick their way among a mass of chain* : pagne bottles without displacing a singlg lij?H ""-ii-jl m lift THE BOTTLE THICK. V , one of them, and jump through rings at fire without the slightest hesitation. \ f' Miss Tina trains her cats, rats, miotf J and birds from a very early age. 8ha fl begins with a kitten when it is about four months old and manages them by J kindness. She never beats them and 'M says they can be trained to almost any- jj thing by perseverance. The rats and mice become accustomed to the cats ana.fl lose all fear of them. All aie well fed and seem to enjoy their life.' jfi The Empress of Austria. 1 Empress Elizabeth has terminated her ^ tour incognita of the various European f cities of note and has returned to Vienna.' 1 She has derived much benefit, both in I health and spirits, from her sojourn in I Italy, where she has had that rare luxmj of crowned heads, perfect liberty of 1 action and freedom from official attentions I of all kinds. Her expressed wish to re-j j run in incogaua was leapcmcu hj uta very letter. When in Florence ehfjf ' wouid often walk ont on a fine moon-:: light night attended only by a lady in!' waiting, and once, more than ah houtf after midnight, she was still pacing tl$ Piazza del Duomo admiring the effects i&Sfo J ELIZABETH, EJtPRESS OP AUSTRIA. \ of the moonlight on the wonderfully - ^ beautiful new facade of the cathedral.^' In the same way, at Naples, the Emprflirafj used to go about the city chiefly on fook-|S paying long visits to the museums and & other places of interest, and, although:? often rccognized, was never intruded on. There was only one episode during the visit which it was feared might let otherwise than beneficially upon her, aud that was a long visit she paiu to the royal ? palace. She paced the rooms once inhabj-, -J* ited by her sister, the ex-Queen of Naples* *1 for a long time with a saddened browf ^5 In one room was a portrait of her losfl son, the Crown Prince Rudolph, who t committed suicide, and on leaving th^ | palace her majesty's face bore the trace* ] of deep care and she did not speak for ' g some time. The Empress is far from be-j ing what she was four years ago, eithei '3 physically or mentally. Ill health haa & compelled her to abandon the saddlej .3 that used to be oue of the greatest % pleasures of her life, and the tragic death of her son has, it is feared, left an in- * cradicable melancholy that has done much to rob her of the beauty for which she was onco famous.?Chicago Herald. Hibernaclc of Migratory Birds. i . -sr The wild water fowl which spend the summer in the North begin in the fall to make their way southward, stopping on their way to feed on bubbles and in swamps, lakes, and riveis. They finally reach the warm climate where food is abundant during the winter, ttaying un> til the heat is uncomfortable, when thef | go northward again by gradual stages? The mme habit nrevaila amonc land birds, as robbins, swallows., blackbird^ etc.?Neva York Timet. v i Changed to Sieel In nn Hour. f David Simp3on,a blacksmith employed in the Carbon Iron Works, Pittsburg,' Penn., claims to have a process by whiclj.] ore can be converted into refined iron iiL one hour. He says: "I know I have a * j i.v: ?j i*. ?j gOOU LUlUg UUU itui Wtttuumg lb vtUwl fully. I can put ore in that faraace, add 3 a few chemicals and in a short time ? can draw out good iron; put in som^ 3 more chemicals and I can draw out ^qod. steel. Here is a razor blade of made, forged, sharpened and bought to, . this .city in two hours." ? Cfdci^m Herald ... u