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____ le Tieasily and rather studiously at ,-mo out of the corner of one of his black '-fByes. Jly companion evidently observed *|t also, for he said laughingly: “What’s »e matter, Jim? Only a friend of mine, he mare ‘on the cross?’ And did you he was a ‘trap?’ ’’ [one o’ your business. Jack Bray,” was Jy reply. “ ‘Cross or square,’ she’s [ till some one comes along who can > a better right to her, an’ that won’t rhappen in a hurry.’’ - “Well. weU,” replied Bray, “you needn't get crusty so confounded quick. But she’s p pretty thing, sure enough. Let’s go and ; ^m.ve a look at her.” * Everybody now crowded round the mare, praising and admiring her. “Two ▼ears ago, just,” exclaimed one, looking Jit her mouth. “Rising three, say,” re plied another. “And & clean skin and un- •praiuled!” ejaculated Bray, at the same time passing his hand along the mare’s yritber. “That's a disease that can soon .cured," said Dwyer with' a goin’ to clap the J. D. oh her u<Str>\ SSUOve her iu the botto, boys, while I go the irons up.” “That mare’s a thoroughbred and a race mare to boot, and she's-‘on the cross’ right jenoqgli,” whispered Bray as we walked 'hack toward the bouse. “She’s Iteen shook; aud though sho ain't fire-branded, there’s •a half sovereign let In under the skin, just -below the wither; I felt it quite plain and 1 wouldn’t wonder there’s a lot more •private marks on her as wo' can’t see.” ;■ “Do you think, then,” 1 asked, “that young Dwyer stole her?” ? “Likely enough, likely enough," was the reply. i “Bat if he did, strikes me we’ll hear about the matter yet." •' Just at that moment shouts of “Here’s Jthe parson!” “Here’s old Ben!” drew our ’attention to a horseman who was coming along the narrow track at a slow canter. •' A well-known character throughout the whole of that Immense district was Rev. Benjamin Back, “bush missionary,” and not less Well-known was his old bald- faced horse Jerry. The pair bore a gro tesque resemblance to each other, both being long and ungainly, both thin and gray, both always ready to eat and drink, and yet always looking desolate and for lorn. /Vs Rev. Ben disengaged his long legs from the stirrups the irrepressible old pwyer appeared with the greeting cup—a jin pot half full of rum—which, swallow ing with scarcely a wink, to the great ad miration of the lookers-on—the parson, commending Jerry to the care of the host, ‘^talked inside, and was soon busy at Use long table, working away at a couple of roast ducks, a ham and the other trifles, washed do wn with copious draughts of bot tea, simply remarking to “Annie” -that “she had better make haste and clean ^herself so that he could put her and Jim through, as he had to go on to Bull&rora that evening to bury a child for the ’Xtacies.’*-- ■ Having at length finished his repast, all hands crowded into the long room, where before “Old Ben" stood the bride and 'bridegroom, the former neatly dressed in dark merino—her own •special choice, as ] was told, in preference to anything gayer —with here and there a bright colored rib bon, while in her luxuriant black hair and in the breast of her dress were bunches of freshly-plucked orange blos soms, that many a belle of pseud Mayfair plight have envied. The bridegroom, in (spotless white shirt, with handkerchief of crimson silk confined loosely around his peck by a massive gold ring, riding trous ers of Bedford cord, kept up by a broad belt, worked In wools of many colors by bis bride, and shining-toy boots aud spurs, looMfed the very beau ideal of a dashing stockman, as he bore himself elate and proudly, without a trace of the bucolic Sheepishness so often witnessed in the principal party to similar contracts. Tlffe old parson, with the perspiration induced by recent gastronomic efforts S illing in beads from his bald head aud ropping from the tip of his nose on to the church service in his hand, had taken off his long coat of threadbare, rusty black, and stood confessed in shirt of line almost -akin to that of the long leggings that •reached above his knees. Tt was meltingly bot, and the thermometer—had there been such an article—would haye registered 110 or 115 degrees in the shade at least. But it was all over at last. Solemnly “old ^en" bad kissed the darkly-flushing bride, and told her to be a good girl to Jim— lismnly the old man had disposed of ther "parting cup;” and then, p’hile I'omeuklnd filled his saddlebags with |>iicken and ham, together with thp |hal/ of a “square face”—or large, bottle—couiaiiiiiig his favor if le capKrd keep thim? seats; of the “traps” h thought of q order, howe prudnetio pV4do‘ scbndi again. “What’s Dwyer. “We mister, so you Tell us civilly and we’ll try Iver, tc J using ■ them I about?" exclain aU honest peopl put up your !at it is you’re wat and help you; but come it too rough. You ought ’shamed o’ yourself. Don’t you fay males?” “Can’t help the females,” retorted sergeant sharply.. “I haven't ridden miles to play polite to a lot of women.! want a man named Dwyer, and, by j ■cription, yondor’a the man hir pointing at the same time across the tabl to whero sat the nowly-made husband who had been one of the first to make move at sight of the police. “What’s the charge, sargent?” asked eld] Dwftr, coolly. e stealing,” was the reply; “and o warrant, signed by the magis- Viiubo, for his apprehension.” I waJEitting quite close to the object of these Inquiries, and at this moment 1 heard young Mrs. Dwyer, while leaning across toward her husband, whisper some thing about “the river” and "New South Wales,” and in another moment head over ueels down the steep bank rolled the re cently created benedict Into the curious and cool nuptial conch of swiftly flowing :a h reddish water, which he breasted with ?asc, making nearly a straight lino for the ?ther bank, distant perhaps a couple ot hundred yards. The troopers drawing their revolvers, dismounted, and, running forward, were about to follow the example set by their superior, who was taking steady aim at the swimmer, perfectly discornable in the clear moonlight, when suddenly half a dozen pairs of soft but muscular arms en circled the three representatives of law and order, as the women, screaming like a lot of curlews after a thunder-storm, clasped them in a tight embrace. Young Mrs. Dwyer herself tackled the sergeant, crying: “Whatl would you shoot a man just for a bit of horse-sweating? Leave him go, can’t you? He’s over the border now in Now South Wales, mare and all; and you can’t touch him, even If you was there.” Just then a yell of triumph from the scrub on the other shore seemed to vouch for the fact, and was answered by a dozen sympathetic whoops and shouts from the afore-mentioned “Cornstalks” and “Ba nana men,” who crowded along our side of the river. The sergeant struggled to free himself, and his fair antagonist unwound her arms, saying: “Come, now, sargent, sit down peaceablyw^nd eat your supper, can’t you? WhaCs'&hquse of making such a bother over an oltKpcrubber of a mare?” “An old scrubber of a mar£!” repeated here anna and W< aeir movemen |ally arrested t am to police hei jiination. Here the lad formed that one woman pressed in Bonflrme<V the uus- fg to her sex, est as an out- r _ subsequently Eulholland, the r wearing man’s a city ordinance id that her name ■ru’Uohan e to^Khaud, and without a word shot v/arncy in the head. He then John Rice, the ball striking him in th'g'abdonien, but it was turned by a button as to prevent a fafati wound. He next shot lilrs. Car 2 years old, that jdfhrough the aiMand Job * — — «~ WVO I ot + nwri rtiail t Q . wi N man the sergeant, aghast. “D’ya^ think we’d ride this far over a scrubber\pf a mare? Why, it’s the Lady Godiva hOv took; old Stanford’s race mare, worth if she’s worth a penny. Bother if he didn’t take her clean out of the stable in Tambo, settling night, after she’ won big money! But there, you all know much about it as I can tell you, that plain to be seen, for I never mentio mare; it was your own self, I do believe, aud I’ll have him, if I have to follow him . to Melbourne. Just got married, has he? | Well, I can’t help that; he shouldn’t go stealing race mares. Well, perhaps^you didn’t know all about it,” went on the sergeant, in reply to the as several! tiie Dwyer family as regarded t knowledge cf how the young man had" become possessed of the mare. “But, 1 shaking his head sententiously,“I’m mistaken if most of this crowd hadn’t pretty good idea that there was tiling cross about her. However,” he eluded philosophically, “it’s no use over spilt milk. I’ll have to ride G at daylight—that’s another 40 —and get an extradition warrant ouk'for him. Ho might just as well havycome quietly at first, for we’re bound tef have the two of them some time or otheir.” It was now nearly day light,and our party set out on their return home, leaving the troopers comfortably seated at the supper, or rather by this time, breakfast table; j while just below the house, in a bend of the river, we could see, as we passed along, a group of men busily engaged in ' swimming a mob of horses—among which was doubtless the Lady Godiva herself— over to the Ndw South Wafas ahnso, where, on the bank, plainly to be dis- wi Ti coll gre whJ witl willl everl is hie pror and pi The | mcansl which highly 1 lights, i cat has for othei i ragged! carries a I carved ivJ the dog sll respect inti being comj —Inter Oc Articles Ma Aluminiul once was s<j only in cabii quantities sive manfact freedom froml tiers its pecul poses of articld water, acids, ol that reason pr of manufacti ually applied to in which an i Among the artfcl^ been for from white-1 euttoned ship’s; ing, ship’s fttt fittings, railway j key bM* J , if her companion, attempted to (flltirm hit ^ ;hat she was born bullet through the hand. , Pa., where her j„to the hall he then shot 1 ;hat she was a dress- the head. His^jwu wourq ion. The man stat- of Miss CafneyViro pet that his name was The affair cauSflWfce fat his home was at meat, and there were ^ d that he had been threats of lynching, whiclw the woman for two prevented by the arrival of j . who carried him to jail ~ lu allow your wife to go possible. Monohan is dT. :h a costume?” asked keeps repeating that Laura’s md made him kill her by her oppoj* jee, Judge,” he replied, to his suit. irazy, and every now aud — to humor her. I know CONGRESSMEN FIG1 but you see I humor her Hit8 C(/bb a B ,^ Blood, ; Ki further stated umt tucj Washington, July Iff,—Til Jvisiting relatives at Over- ^ for gome time exiated bi ■ango county, and were on Ro p rea entatives Cobb of India* f ^ Foi t L y° n ’ where he had Laird ofNebra9 w l) and to _ day , i J work. Both were locked up accidental gen 3fcu CO nvenjki 'further examination, and a the floor of Uie Ho p sef the 0 4 rom the woman’s reputed d a wangle, in t . at Tun khan nock. ^ u the of which Laird called Cobb *a I’s clothing was found a six bar fevolver. ion ■ . t Cobb called Laird a perjurer, levo ver. . mutually agreed to finish the disc^ ' pollce bell0 '; e ‘'' at r„r r are /loo outside the chamber and ImnJ .mp.ns couple, and that the wellt illto llle IoM)y , w ,, fan disguised herself the better to f, . n J ' a another exchange of left-handedj** plimeitts occurred, a blow from 1 accom{tailing the words.^ The me detection. The ' The given to 1 ered by examining f Kragero, in now! becor^ of oxide; its harin'? ir, its specific graj melts at 850 degree., i physical properties at. 'tion it appeal's so to differ known metal as to give A viduality.—Chicago Timffi Had un E&rfy Time) “What pay do you get?” 1 I who liad just arrived in a wl town of the marshal. “Twi lars a month.” “Isn’t that wages?” “O, yes It would work all the time. You sec, cowboys come in and get drui air begins to get sort of thick] like with bullets 1 go homo ano the cellar. They ase hero pret an c;ujy time of \t ’ Press Association iu Wash ington. fum Washington Special to the J Baltimore Sun. *The representatives of the South ^rolina ^ress Association, who ar- ked in thlaxitv yesterday morning "^kbers of their accord^ a special in- ut in the af- \ numbered drew bloo< nose and' leadiug ii ha| men wht could not [llinofe, both his was sti strai weri ;url u from Cobb’* st so I hav CD. T.) Bell. X