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See. what a beauty 1 Halt-shut eyes—
Hide all buff, and without a break
To the tail’s brown tuft that mostly lies
So quiet one thinks her scarce awako;
But jiass too near, one stop too free,
You find herslumbor a devil’s truce:
Dp comes that paw—all plush, you see—
Out four claws, tit for Satan's use.
'Ware! Just a sleeve’s breadth closer then,
And yoar last appearance on auy stage!
Loll, if you like, by Daniel’s Den,
But clear anil away from Hebe's cago—
That’s Hebe! listen to that purr.
Rumbling as from the ground below;
Strange, when the ring begins to stir,
The fleshings always vex her so.
You think ’twere a rougher task by far
To tame her mate with the sooty mane! '
splendid bronzo for a showman's car,
In either case ’twould a sage perplex
To make them out. both woman and cat.
A curious record, Hebe's. Reared
In Italy; age—that’s hard to fix;
Trained from a cub, Mtil she feared
The lash, And leoynemher round of tricks;
Always a traveler- 1 -one of two
A womnn-tl|mor took in hand,
Whipped them, coaxed them—and so they
grew
To fawn or cower at her command.
None but Fiorina—that was her name
And this the story of Hebe bore—
Entered their cage; the brutes wore tame
As kittens, though their mistress near.
A tall, proud wench asevor was seen,
Supple and handsome, full of grace;
The world would bow to a real quooa
That had Fiorina’s form and race.
Her lover—for one she had, of course —
Was Marco, acrobat, circus-star,
The lightest foot on a running horse,
The surest leap from a swinging bar;
And she—so jealous he dared not touch
A woman's hand; and, truth to say,
He had no humor to tease her much
Till a girl iu spangles crossed their way.
Twas at Marseille), the final scene:
This pretty rider joined the ring,
Ma 'm’selle Celeste or Victorina,
And captured him under Fiorina’s wing.
They hid their meetings, but when, you soo,
Doubt holds the candle love will show.
And in love’s division the one of three,
Whose share is lessenod, needs must know.
One night, then, after 4ie throng outpoured
From the show, and the lions my Lady’s
power
cnnp'.edid not go away unprovided with
m >rey.
.’ o event e or in (he history of Bluo
Hock crca’eil such int nse excitement. .
It was a tantalising mystery, and it was
impossible to unravel it. The rapid pro- I
gross of the war, however, soon absorbed j
public attention, and the Dutton episodo |
ceased to bo talked about.
Sonic time ago, in a little town in
Western Toxas, I accidentally ran against
Jim Dutton. There was no mistaking
the man. Time had dealt gently with
him, and he looked prosperous. I slap
ped him on the back with a hearty
“Hello, Jim Dutton!”
Jim turned and fell all to pieces, so to
speak. Ho rccogniz-ed mo ymd shook
hands. After u long and pleasant con-
vers \tion, Jim snid:
“Colonel, 1 reckon you would like to
know why my wife and I left Blue
Rock ?’’
“Well, you may explain if you feel like
it,” I replied.
Later iu my room at the hotel beforo a
blazing flro and with a good cigar to
stimulate him Dutton unbosomed himself
to m s.
“Colonel," said he, “it makes me blush
now to think what a greenh .rn, what a
miserable ignoramus 1 was at tho begin
ning of tho war.”
“Oh. no,” I suggested dep eciting’y.
“ButI was,”c >' t nued J.nv “I verily
believe I was the biggest fool in Georgia,
and yet I thought I was the smartest
maii iu the State. You see, being post
master had puffed me up so that I felt as
big as the governor himself. Well, after
the Confederacy organized I went ahead
under my old Federal commission, attend
ing to the postal business of the
Confederate States. One night my
wife, who was a great reader, hinted to
me that may bo I had laid myself liable
for high treason. At first I laughed at
the idea, and then I rummaged through
some old histories and found ttiat in
every civilized country whe-o there was
n rebellion and a government officer sided
with the rebels he was held guilty of
treason. Now, it struck mo that our se
cession was in fact a rebellion, and if wo
were whipped, as 1 feared we would bo,
I would be in a bad box. . I told my wifo
AVERy
CUNCMAN’S
, , y
Had linen made to fool, with lash that scored about it, and sho reminded mo Iliad ft
And hour- that C ° Wed th8m ’ “ BUUrli,lg copy of Blaekslone, and advised me to
'read up on the punishment of trenson.”
(Thoy were just in tho mood for pleasantry
Of those holidays whon saints were thrown
To beast, and the Homans, entrance-free,
Clapped hands)—that night, as she stood
alone.
Fiorina, Queen of tho Lions, call
Sir Marco toward her, while her'
Still touched the spring of a door that
Her subjects safe within Lion-land.
He came there panting, hot from the ring,
Bo brave a figure that one might know
Among all his tribe he must be king—
If in some wild tract you met him so.
‘‘Do you love me still,” she asked, “as when
You swore it first!" “Have never a
doubt I”
“But I have a fancy—men are men,
And one whim drives another out.”
“What fancy! Is this all! Have done;
You tire me." “Look you, Marco! oh,
1 should die if another woman won
Your love—but would kill you first, you
know I”
“Kill me! nnd how—with a jealous tongue!”
“Thus!” quoth Fiorina, and slipped the
bolt -t*
Of the cage's door, and headlong flung
Sir Marco, ere he could breathe, the dolt!
Flump on the lion he bounced, anil fell
Beyond, and Hebe leapt for him there—
No need for their lady’s voice to toll
Tho work in hand for that ready pair.
They say ono wouldu’t have cared to see
The group commingled, man and beast, *
Or to hear the shrieks unit roars—all three—
One rod, the feasters and tho feast!
Guns, pistols blaced, till the lion sprawled,
Shot dead, but Hobo held to her prey
And drank his blood, while keepers bawled
And their hot irons made yon scars that
day.
But the woman! True, I had forgot:
Bhe never flinched at the havoc made,
Nor gave one cry, but there on the spot
Drove to the heart her poniard-blade,
Straight, like a man, and fell, nor stirred
Again; so that fine pair were dead;
One lied, and the other kept her word—
And death pays debts, when all is said.
So they hustled Hebe out of France,
To Sp ’
V'
cu
a moment, and then
Dutton pattsei
snid: |
“You see I was so ba lly seared that I
was afraid to consult anybody, and bo-
side there was no lawyer at Blue Hock.
I had heard a heap about Blackstone
and supposed everything in it was the
law of tho land. So that night I got the
book down and my wife and I looked
through it. I give you my word that
what we read made our hair stand on
end. Why, sir, we learned from that
book that I was liable to be convicted of
treason, drawn to the place of execution
on a hurdle, hanged, divided into four
quarters, beside forfeiting my property
and having my blood corrupted. My
wife burst into "a fit of tears and throw
her arms around my neck. I blubbered
u little, too.
“ ‘Just to think,’ said my wife, ‘that
my Jimmie must be cut into four quarters
like beef, and be hanged, and all sorts of
horrid things.’
“ ‘It is bad,’ I said, ‘and then I see my
blood is to be corrupted.’
“ ‘How can that hurt you?’ asked my
wifo, ‘after you are dead?’
“ ‘Dunno,’ I said, ‘but I don’t like the
idea.’
“Well, the long and short of it was,
we decided to skip. I made my arrange
ments about the property as you know,
and we slid out one Saturday night. We
never stopped till we got away out here.
It was on the frontier then, nnd bless
your soul, the war never bothered us. j
We never saw a soldier.”
“But,” said I, “didn’t you find out
very soon that your fears were without ;
foundation?”
“No, sir; it was years and years belbre
I felt safe. In fact it was some time
after the wftr ended. I had begun to
accumulate property. My ranch was
turning out well, and I had leisure to
read books and newspapers. You bet I
looked up that treason business, and
found what a monumental fool I had
made of myself.”
I leaned back in my chair and laughed
heartily.
“Oh, you may laugh,” said Dutton,
“but my folly nnd ignorance were the
making of me.”
“You would have done well if you had
remained in Georgia," I replied.
., , , , .. .. j “No, I wouldn’t. I’d stuck to Blue
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honesty. lie had very little book-learn
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world. Still, with the assistance of his
wife, a charming little woman, he suc
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postoflieo in such a manner as to give
general satisfaction.
While the new Confederate govern
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old machinery organized under the
knocked about in the world. I go every
year to St. Louis and New Orleans, and
I am beginning to enjoy life. Come home
with me nnd sec. I live only twenty
miles from here.”
I had to decline tho invitation, as I was
going to leave tho next day.
“You can tell the boys, if you like,”
said Jim, at parting. “Some of those
Blue Rock fellows are as green as I used
to he, and I don’t care what they may
think about it. And, Colonel, tel 1 them
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,. .. ° " , . ! think about it. Anu, uoionel, tell them
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