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People Will Talk.
Ton may get throngh the w orld, but ’twill be
very slow,
If we listen to all that is said as we go;
We’ll be worried and fretted, and kept in a
stew,
For meddlesome tongues will have something
to do—
For people will talk.
If quiet and modest, you’ll have it presumed
That your humble position is only assumed;
Tou’re a sheep in wolfs clothing, or else
yon’re a fool;
But don’t get excited—keep perfectly cool—
For people will talk.
If generous and noble, they’ll vent out their
spleen,
You’ll hear some loud hints that you’re selfish
and mean;
If upright and honest, and fair as the day,
They’ll call you a rogue in a sly, sneaking
way—
For people will talk.
And then if you 6how the least boldness of
heart.
Or a slight inclination to take your own part,
They will call yon an upstart, conceited and
vain;
But keep straight ahead—don’t stop to ex*
plain—
For people will talk.
If threadbare your dress, or old-fashioned your
hat,
Someone will surely take notice of that,
And hint very strong that you can’t pay your
way;
But don’t get excited, whatever they say— •
For people will talk.
If you dress in the fashion, don’t think to es
cape,
For they criticise then in a different shape—
You’re ahead of your means, or your tailor’s
unpaid;
But mind your own business, there’s naught
to be made—
For people will talk.
Now, the best way to do is to do as you please,
For your mind, if you have one, will then be
at ease;
Os course you will meet with all sorts of
abuse;
But don’t think to stop them—it ain’t any use—
For people will talk.
[From the Petersburg Express.
Too Good to be Cost.
[The following lines were found written on
the back of a five hundred dollar Confederate
note.]
Bepresenting nothing on God’s earth now,
And naught in the water below it,
Asa pledge of the nation thet’s dead and gone,
Beep it, dear friend, and show it.
Show it to those who will lend an ear
To the [ale this paper can tell—
Os Liberty born, of the patriot’s dream,
Os the storm-cradled nation that fell.
Too poor to possess the precious ores,
And too much of a stranger to borrow,
We issued to-day our promises to pay,
And hope to redeem on the morrow.
The days rolled on, and weeks became years,
But eur coffers were empty still;
Coin was so rare th3t the Treasury quaked
If a dollar should drop in the till.
But the faith that was in us was strong indeed,
And our poverty well discerned;
And these little checks represented the pay
That our suffering volunteers earned.
We knew it had hardly a value in gold,
Yet as gold our soldiers received it;
It gazed in our eyes with a promise to pay,
And each patriot soldier believed it.
But our boys thought little of price or pay,
Or of bills that were over due;
We knew if it bought us bread to-day,
It was the best our poor country could do.
Keep it—it tells our histcry over,
From the birth of its dream to the last;
Modest, and bom of the angel Hope,
Like the hope of success it passed.
Is it a Sin to Love Thee V
Is it a sin to love thee ?
Then my heart is deeply dyed,
For the life-blood as it gushes.
Takes its crimson from love’s tide;
And I feel the waves roll o’er me,
And the blushes mount my brow,
And my pulses quicken wildly,
As my love-dreams come and go.
I feel my spirit’s weakness,
I know my spirit’s power,
I felt my proud heart struggle
In temptation’s trying hour;
But, amid the din of conflict
To thee still my thoughts incline,
Yielding all my soul has murmured—
I am thine, lorever thine!
Is it a sin to love thee ?
What were existence worth,
Bereft of all of Heaven
That lingers still on earth ?
Friendship’s smile, like beams of sunshine
Sheds its gilding over the heart,
But the soul still cries for something more
Than friendship can impart;
Frozen hearts, like ice-bound Erie,
That no summer day can melt,
V3inly boast their power to conquer
What their hearts have never felt;
But I envy not their glory,
’Mid the raptures that are mine,
When, with earnest soul, I tell thee,
I am thine, forever thine 1
Is it a sin to love thee ?
Gentle voices o’er me fall,
Though I press warm hearts around me,
I have given thee my all;
What though rigid fates divide ns.
And our hands and hearts be riven,
If, on eartb, we love each other,
Twould a foretaste be of heaven;
And in some impulsive moments,
When our dark eyes flashing meet,
When I feel thy form so near me,
Hear thy heart’s quick pulses beat;
When I feel—may God forgive me—
I could everything resign,
All I have on earth to hope for,
To be THINE, FOREVER THINE !
A second Billlngton is one Joel J. Smith,
who, the South Georgia Times says “ has
several wives, and Is still not happy."
The Greensboro Ihrald wants a dog law,
and every patriotic sheep will echo b-a-a
(*ye).
All machinery driven by steam within
Rome is released from city taxation for ten
years.
Work on the Ocmolgee and North Geor
£i Railroad will be begun at no dleunt
71 wtfeea: Covington JCnUrprm
BY THE MARK.
A Tale of Circumstantial Evidence.
*• There, what do you think of it, Annie ?”
“ Oh, my dear Harry, how it must have pain
ed you.”
“ Well, it was sharp work; but that is why
many of us sailors are proud of our marks ;
they prove we can stand pain!”
The speakers who exchanged the above
words were both in the heyday of handsome
and beautiful youth; both at their best in good
looks, good heartedness, and bright hope.
They were sweetbearts. He was a sailor,
just past twenty-one years of age, and only re
cently appointed third mate iu an outward
bound ship.
She was the only daughter ol a well-to-do
widow lady, and who, in engaging herself to
Harry Matlock, did not bind herself to a man
of lower eUtion than her own, but who cer
tainly, from a worldly point of view, was far
above him, for his father had died poor.
But no difficulty had been thrown in the
way of their union on the young lady’s side,
and after he had taken a couple of voyages
they were to be married. Meanwhile, they
were very faithful and trusting lovers.
The mother of Annie Goring was a lady still
not old, who had willingly acquisc: and in her
daughter’s choice; hut she said, consistently,
that she wished they could have had some
trouble before they were man and wife, so that
they should begin life with a memory of hav
ing been each the support of the other iu a
time of trouble.
“ However,” she would say, “ far be it from
me to desire to see either of you pained the
least in the world; and I trust that you may
never know what it is to have a sad moment,
unless you are too happy, and then I think the
sooner you both suffer, the better.”
The good lady was quite right. There are no
people so truly wretched as those who have
never known any real trouble.
But to return to the interrupted conversa
tion. As the young sailor spoke, his arm was
bared nearly to the elbow, and the young
lady’s eyes were fixed upon a drawing, paint
ing, in red and blue lines, which appeared;
upon the skin.
“ How ever is it done ?” she asked, rubbing
the drawing.
“ Ha! it will not come off; that will go
down into the grave with me, Annie, and will
he as true to me as I mean it to keep me true
to you. Ever since I have had that done,
whenever I have thought of going wrong, one
look at your dear nune on my arm-skin was
enough to save me.”
“ What is it ?” asked Annie. “Do I make
out two red hearts pierced with a blue arrow,
a blue anchor above, and the words under
neath, ‘Annie for ever ?’ ”
“That’s just it,” he replied, “Most of us
sailors have these marks. The two hearts
mean, yon see, mine and yours; and the dart,
the love we have for each other. The anchor
means hope, and the name and words yon can
understand.”
“ How is it done ?” asked Annie Goring.
“ I’ll you. There is generally one sailor In
a ship clever at this sort of thing, and many a
shilling does he earn during a long voyage
doing these marks. This is how he does it :
He bares your arm, and—well you musn’t
mind the truth—he spits upon it, and then
with a pencil, he draws the figure he
upon your arm, bit by bit. When ho has
drawn a bit, he takes two or three needles
bound together in a row, and pricks a little
line of holes in your flesh. Don’t shudder—it
don’t hurt much; and then if he wants the
line blue, be mbs in Indian ink; and if be
wants red, he rubs in vermilion ; and there
you are for life. Mind, he did not do all this
at a blow ; he was, on and off, some days at it,
Whatever becomes of me, my mark will stick
to me, as I mean to hold to you, Annie, for
ever.”
Here Mrs. Goring came into the room.
“ Why, what are you young people talking
about so gravely ?” she said.
Mrs. Goring was told of the event.
“ Ha!” she replied; “no doubt, Harry, you
had it done Has a sign of constancy; but very
many sailors, especially very young ones, have
these things done to prove that they are
brave.”
“It required some pluck to go through with
it,” the young officer replied.
After a few moments, he said: “ I must be
off, Mrs. Goring. I promised the captain that
I would be at the Home by nine, to hear if he
wanted me in the morning; If not, Annie, I
6hall be with yon soon.”
“ I cmno;. imagine,” replied Annie, “ why
yon live down In the East of London at the
Home. lam sure mamma would be only too
glad to have you here."
“ I don’t think so,” replied Harry, with a
laugh; “and if your mamma would, I wouldn’t,
I confess; I’m too independent. Then, again,
yon, see, we study nav’gatlon at the Home,
and we hear all the maritime news, and very
often we pick up something that is of use to
us”
“ When yon have a ship of your own”—
Here she stopped.
“ When I have a ship of my own, I shall, I
hope, have a home of my own, and then I pro
mise you that I shall never go wandering into
the East. Good night, Mrs. Goring.”
Harry and Annie were longer taking leave of
each other that night (than usual; and she re
peated the phrase, “ If you do not come, write
early in the morning.”
Yes, I will,” he replied earnestly.
It is, indeed, a question whether we do or do
not have presentiments.
Harry Matlock, leaving the house, was dull
for a moment or two, and then he fell to whis
tling, for his time ashore wonld run till another
month. His captain was agreeable ; he was
in health; and his fnture smiled before him
like a May morning.
There was not the least sign of guilt on his
face—not the least appearance of doubt or mis
trust—as he entered the maritime Home where
he lodged when io London.
He noticed that, for the time of night, there
were more mariners about the hall than usual,
and he marked that they seemed to eye him
strangely as he entered.
But before he had half crossed the central
ball, a hand was laid upon his shoulder, and a
voice: “ Mr. Matlock, you are wanted.”
He turned, and saw one of the officials of
the Home.
“ Who wants me ?” he asked this person,
who looked very grave, and pointed behind
him.
He turned, to see a couple of police officers.
“Want me?” be said.
“ Yes; and we don’t want to be hard on you,
and do not want to use the handcuffs, Matlock,
if you’!! promise to come alone with us quiet-
J ;“Go with you—where?”
, The youtg man had turned very pale.
“ ToVsc station house.”
“ What for?”
“ Bobbery.”
“ Me—a thief?”
Without any more to say, the young officer
hit the policeman a violent blow in the month.
It was no use showing fight; In another mo
ment he was overpowered, and the handcuffs
were upon him, and bis head vu smarting
with the violent blow the officer had given in
return for the one he had received.
“And row," said Harry, •• perhaps, ss we’re
equal as to blows, yen’ll tell me what I’ve ato-
Five watches, seven chains, and two pair of
diamond ear-rings.”
« ob, that's all, Is It? And pray wbare did 1
•teal 'em V'
» Mr. Uaonock'a, Kegant Street.”
.-London, weal district,” replied Harry
AUGUSTA, GA., WEDNESDAY MORNING, JULY 3, 1872.
laughing, for he was convineed that the change
would fall to the ground.
“ Come along to the station.”
“ Stop 1 And when did I steal these rings ?”
“ Last Monday, at six In the evening, just as
it was dusk.”
“ Oh, just ns it was dusk 1 And pray what’s
your proof ?”
“ This here,” said the officer, presenting a
handsome looking English watch.
“ Never saw it betore in all my life,” said
the young officer.
“Then now is it wo found it in your sea
chest ?” asked the policeman.
The young officer now trembled, and looked
towarns the Home official.
“ Indeed, Mr. Matlock, that is quite the
truth,” he replied. “ I myself saw it taken
from the box; how it got there, you best
know. As I have been telling the officers, you
have been known here for years, and no man
was ever more honest. I have no doubt that
all will be cleared up.”
“ I have no doubt that, It the robbery took
place at six on Monday.”
“Ha 1” said the officer; if you can prove an
alibi, it will save you;” but how will get over
the watch being found in your chest ?”
“ I don’t know, and I don’t care,” said Har
ry, who had now recovered all his natural
pluck and bravery.
At the police station he was charged with
the theft in regular course, and though he re
mained very pale, did not show the white
feather when he was told that he could not be
bailed, and be must remain in jail all night.
By that time, Harry’s captain was there, far
more indignant than theyonng officer himself,
and vowing vengeance against evrey one who
was concerned in giving “my young ’un,” as
he styled Harry Matlock, into custody.
Next morning, the case went dead against
the young officer.
The prosecutor, or, rather, his son, swore
that on the previous Sunday, at six in the even
ing, he was in his father’s shop, and 'was pho
tographing from one corner of the establish
ment, when, as he was taking a corner of the
window of the shop for some trade purpose,
the glass was smashed, and a hand and arm
was dashed through the glass, and certain
lewelry—the details of which he gave—was
stolen. In his anxiety, he closed the photo
graphic camera, and was after the thief, who,
however, got clear off. After the bustle and
disturbance was over, he remembered that he
had been photographing the very corner oi the
window at which the robbery took place;
and, thereupon, he “ set” the plate, and pro
duced a photograph which formed the most
deadly evidence against the poor yovug ma
rine officer, for the bare arm of the thief had
been photographed, and upon this arm there
was a sort of drawing—two hearts stabbed by
a dart, an anchor, and a motto, “Annie for
ever 1”
The magistrate requested that the prisoner
should bare bis right arm, and there, assured
ly, was exactly the sac simile ol the drawing
upon the arm in the photograph.
The proof appeared most damnatory, and
everybody in court, except Hirry’s captain,
and Annie and her mother, looked accusative
ly at the poor fellow.
As for him, he had only boken down once,
when his eyes met her lace, and he saw how
one night’s grief had changed it, for the ladies
bad been informed of all that had passed
through the good offices of Harry’s captain. .#•
Woman like, in the midst ot trouble, Annlv
was far firmer than Harry himself.
But the case turned in Harry’s favor when
Mrs. Goring, Annie Goring, qnd two other
witnesses, proved that Harry was with tfiem.’
two hours before, and three hours alter the
robbery, and that he had not left their presence
for five minutes together.
The magistrate now questioned about find
ing the watch in Harry’s chest.
No explanation could be afforded on the
point; and all Harry could say was this: that
where the watch had been found, it had been
laid after he had left the Home in the after
noon of the Monday.
The magistrate, old, fussy, and ntterably
wanting in self-reliance and the power of In
vestigation, staggered by the provldential-like
evidence of the photograph, determined npon
remanding the prisoner, that inquiries might
be made. In other words, the poor fellow
was to be sent to prison for a week.
“ But sir,” cried the captain, “ before a
week’s out, my ship must be away, and I
must be with her; Mr. Matlock, here, should
be in his place in the ship.
“I am very sorry," said the magistrate; “ but
the case is so remarkable, that I must have it
further Investigated.”
“But the young man will be mined," nrged
the catpain.
The magistrate shrugged hls shoulders.
“Sir,” here said a quiet looking person,
seated at the solicitor’s table below the magis
trate ; “ 1 am a barrister, and I am here In
another case; I have watched this affair, and I
think I see the way out of It, if you will allow
me, and the prisoner will permit me, to make
a few Inquiries,”
The necessary permission on both sides
being given, the counsel, a Mr. Manery, point
ed out that the fist in the photograph was
very large, and he ordered Harry to hold np his
hand.
Harry’s was a small hand.
The magistrate admitted that was strange.
" And, yon will see, the nails are narrow,
and bitten; Mr. Matlock’s are long, and fil
bert-shaped. And now you will permit me to
do what has not yet been done—place the
photograph against the mark npon Mr. Mat
lock’s arm.”
This was done, in the breathless presence of
all assembled.
The counsel, who was narrowly comparing
them, suddenly cried, “They are not the
same. In the photograph, the name is ANNS ;
on Mr. Matlock’s arm, it is ANNIE.”
Harry looked at Annie, as much as to say,
“ Your name has saved me.”
“I can tell now who did the mark on the
man’s arm that has been photograghed—Jack
Hanks, sir 1” he said, turning to the captain ;
“ for 1 remember that he spelt the name on my
arm without an 1 1.’ ”
“ And squeezed it in afterwards,” said the
counsel. “ I was jnst going to remark the
very thing.”
“And now,” continued the counsel, “I
wish to know whether, in the Home where
Mr. Matlock lives, any one key can open two
doors ?”
“Yes.” Ia a very few moments, evidence
was brought to prove that this was the case.
“ Very well, said the clear-headed counsel.
“ Tnen here is my theory of the robbery. Ihe
man Hanks is in it; he knew of the photo
graphic affair, which has been pablised n the
papers, and he has tried to shift the robbery
from a comrade upon Mr. Matlock's shoulders, J
because of the accident of this gentleman Lav-1
ing nearly the same design upon his arm. I
boldly accuse the sailor Hanks of having pat 1
the watch in Mr. Matlock’s sea chest; and j
now I demand to know how the police; in the
first instance, were made acquainted with Mr.
Matlock’s name ?"
The police had to confess, what they might
often epufe/ss, if they dared, that the “ infor
mation received" was really that of an anony
mous letter.
“ I now demand this gentleman’s relesse,”
cried the counsel; “be is the victim of s con
spiracy.”
“The gentleman to discharged,” said the
doddering magistrate; “ and be leaves tbit
court without the least stain npon hie ebarse
“Of course. 1 do!" said Matlock, bluntly ;
“bail do not mean to rest until I have pieced
Hanks where I have been standing this Me
bow.”
The man Hanks had been, as the reader
knows, a sailor in the homeward-bound vessel
by which Harry Matlock had reached England;
bat, upon the crew of tte vessel In qnestion
being paid off, the man went, and was seen no
more.
The way In which Matlock argned ont the
case was manly and straightforward. Hanks
had pitched upon him, he made it out, because
the newspapers had published the accidental
evidence concerning the photograph.
In fact, one of the more excitably-written
papers had contained an article urging that the
accident of the photograph was a special Pro
vidence whereby the thief was to be brought to
justice, and evil doers in general were to be
warned from their practices.
Os course, people of a more ratioual turn of
mind looked upon the photographiug ot the
bared arm, ns it dashed through the window,
as one of those results which are the sheer up
shot of accident. m
The man Hanks had evidently read this ac
count, and as evidently tearing for the real
thief, with whom clearly he was friends, and
whose arm he had also tattooed in the same
way, he had put the police npon a thoroughly
wrong scent.
It is certain that, had Matlock not proved an
alibi, he woulihave been committed to take
bis trial for the actual robbery But apart
from the fact that he showed he was elsewhere
hours before and after the robbery than upon
this spot at which it was perpetrated, he would
have equally been committed upon the ground
of nidiDg and abetting in the robbery, owing to
the discovery of one of the stolen watches in
his box, and to the suspicion arising out of the
apparent identity of the drawing on his arm
and that npon the arm in the photograph, had
he not been for that kcen-cycd barrister who
happened to be in conrt at the time of the
hearing.
“ I’m no man from aav point of view until
I’ve cleared myself,” Matlock said to a very
close iriend; “ and clear myself I will.” He
even refused to visit Mrs. and Annie Goring
nntil iiis character was put straight.
He set to work at once.
“ Hanks is a sailor,” he said to himself, “and
news about sailors soon spreads amongst
them. He Will know what has been going on
at the Sailors’ Home; and no donbt an accom
plice Is living there, perhaps In the very next
berth to myself; at all events, the man who pnt
the watch in my trunk is under the same roof.
I’ll get at Hanks throngh that man. Bnt I
wonder who Is the rascal who has the mark
like my own on hts arm? It mnst have been
done by Hanks himself.”
Matlock had one advantage to work npon.
Hanks could not enspoct that he been identi
fied by the accused as one ol those who had told
the trap for him, therefore he could not be
prepared to fenoe against the attack Matlock
meant to make npon him.
fcHte first move was to pnt an advertisement
in the Times, which ran aa follows: "To
Balph Hanks. If this shonld meet the eye of
Balph Hanks, late seaman of the 8. 8. Battler,
he will hear of somethig to his advantage, by
applying to ;” and then followed some
intials and an address.
Upon the day when this was published, Mat
lock pretended that he saw It by chance, and
showed the advertisement to one of the only
two men living at the Sailors' Home who had
sailed for England in the Rattler. That one of
the only Jtwo was unquestionably in corree
poffdencd?wlih the man Hanks became certain
from the fact that on the following day a reply
reached Matlock, askiug very guardedly for an
in tier view.
This is cot the writiug ol a citamon sailor,”
the ; hl Matlock. “T wonder whether It is
tbqi of the man whose arm he tattooed, and
as.Sast whom the photograph wonld be a dead
ly evidence ?”
Taking this letter down to the police office,
be allowed It Cos the sergeant who bad charge of
the cate: and in a moment the officer saw that
the handwriting of this letter was that of the
anonymous communication which had set the
police down upon Harry Matlock himself.
By this time, the police authorities were
Matlock’s most obedient servant.
“ We shall nail them, air," said the sergeant.
“ Hanks Is with another; and that other is the
thief whose arm they took off—leastways, in
photography. We shall nail ’em, sir.”
“Thankyou," said Htrry. “So fkr, it ap
pears to me, I myself have done the work. Let
me go on with it. Os course, I shall want the
help of the police to arrest them. 1 can’t do it
al] with my own hands; bnt, aa far aa the man
agement ot the case la concerned, I prefer to
work single-handed."
The police gave way, for they could do no
thing else. And It ia suggestive of the young
officer’s clever management, that, within a
week, be bad so arranged matters that be had
presented the police with a letter, in which
Matlock was Invited to meet Hanks npon a
particular night, at a point on the north bank
of the Thames, about a mile beyond the tows of
Barking.
“ I see it’s for Friday, air,” the sergeant.
** What do yon purpose doing?”
“ Get the police to make some Inquires,” re
plied Matlock.
“ It shall be done,” replied the sergeant.
When the sergeant beat np Harry Matlock
at his quarters, he said : “ Sir, this is a more
dangerous )ob than yon think for. The place
where you have to meet him is a hut belong
ing to a longshoreman, called ■ Sulky Bob.’
The police have never been able to bring it
home to him yet, bnt we know that he is a
dangerous customer. There is, not another
bouse near the place, and no shelter; while
you’ve got to be In a boat by yooraelf, and
reach the house by the river.”
“ That’s quite true; the house itself will
give yon and your men shelter. If yon aad
they can’t walk without making a noise in
yonr boots, take them off, and come down
npon the house in yonr stockings. 1 shall be
there; and when they make a rush at me, drop
on them behind.”
“ It shall be done, air.”
It was a desolate spot, bnt the moon shone
In all its splendor, and therefore Matlock was
not cramped by that sense ol darkness which
so paralyzes effort.
They were watchiag for him, evidently; lor
as— alter having run the boat into the bank
bead, so that they should not get away by the
river—he approached, the door opened a lit
tle.
It was done In a moment.
“You rascal, Hanks, come to the tore he
cried. “ It’s me—Matlock!”
The next moment the man Hacks rushed at
him, followed by a better dressed and tailor
man. The longshoreman, looking out for
squall*, remained on his own threshold.
In a moment, Matlock tad flung down
Hanks; while, before he could get up, the
police were upon the three felons, and bad
j handcuffed them.
! ** Imeson himself!” cried Harry, leoking at
j Hank’s companion. “ Onrfirstmate, officers,”
Ihe said, turning to the police; “ and the tet
ters are in bia handwriting, as the log ot
! the Rsuler will prove.”
Then, darting at the felon, he tore np bis
coat sleeve, Mid there was a duplicate of the
tattooing npon his (Matlock’s) ana, Imt with
this difference—the name was “Anne,”not
“ Annie.”
Strangely enough, exactly aa tht name “ Ad
nle” saved Matlock, ao, in name, “Annie” de
stroyed Imeson, who had long been suspected
|of evil practice*. 80, atoo, exactly aa Annie
barsel! was Matlock's quondam angel, “An-
I a e” was InMkoc’a destruction.
U had bean for her sake be bad robbed tbe
I jeweller’* shop- through her that he was eon-
I dearned to mm! servitude.
I And singular, indeed, to it bow strasgely or
-1 cuwMttsctUai evidence will exhibit mSBT
Here is an instance.
Upon the watch found in Harry Matlock's
chest being examined, two or three wisps of
bine and white silk had been found caught
betweeu the outer and inner cess in shutting
it. Upon Imeson being tried, it was shown
at tbe time of hls arrest he w*s wearing a
coat, the sleeves of which were lined with fray
ed silk, the pattern being made np of fine lines
of whits and blue silk. Evidently he had
examined the watch, and in closing it had shut
in and pulled away, in niter ignorance of what
he was doing, a few frayed ends of the lining
of one of his coat sleeves.
Strange, indeed, are the vagaries Os coinci
dences. of apparent accidents.
Matlock’s character was qnict cleared.
Our tale is now virtually told.
The greater part of the missing property 1
was found in the hut.
It was Hanks who had suggested and work
ed ont the plan of toying tuc robbery npon
Harry—who had turned the tables with a
vengeance.
“ You see,” said Mrs. Goring, some weeks
after, two days before the wedding, which had
been hurried on by these events, Harry losing
one voyage in favor of his honeymoon, "yon
see, my dear, yon have bad trouble before yea
were married, aad yon will be all the happier
for it.”
“ And to think,” said Harry, “ that the *l’ in
Annie’s nnnte brought me such cook luck.”
“ Oh,” Annie replied, ”it is I myself, and
not the M’ in my name that mean to bring
yon good luck 1 And cow, sir, yon way give
me one more kiss, aad let me go to the dress
maker’s.”
A atrau ge tale of circumstantial evidence, nod
fairly trne.
A JESTER ANO HIS JOKES.
Popular traditions in Russia unite in repre
senting the jester Batokireff as the eoosuant at
tendant of Peter the Great, who figures largely
in all tbe stories attached to the name of his
bnffoon. A writer In All ih* Fear Houma gath
ers us some well-authenticated stories or the
jester’s wit.
On one occasion Batokireff begged permis
sion of his imperial master to attach himself
to the guard stationed at the Palace, amt Ptßt,
for the sake of the joke, consented—warning
him at the same time that any officer of the
guard who happened to lose bit sword, or to
be absent from bis poet when summoned, wet
punished with death.
The newly-made Officer promised to do hit
beet; bnt tbe temptation ol some good wtae
sent to hit quarters that stmhg to ttmOmr,
“ to moisten bis eommtskm,” prayed so strong
for him, and he partook oo fhetlym to hootMM
completely "screwed.” TFhite he was sleep
ing off his debauch, Peter stole softly Into the
room, and carried off his sword. Batokireff
missing it on awakening, and frightened M of
his wits at tbe probable consequences, could
devise no better remedy then to replace the
weapon with hit own
PROFESSION XL SWORP OP UUt,
the hilt and trappings of which were exactly
similar to those of the guardsmen. Thus cpnip
ped, he appeared on parade the next morning,
confident in the assurance of tomato log vo
delected, if cot forced to draw his weapon.
Bnt Pete.', who had doubtless foreseen fids
contingency, instantly began storming at one
of tbe men for his untidy appearance, tend alt
length faced round upon Batokireff wtoh the
stern order, “Oapta u BulaUrefi, draw yew
sword and cat that sloven down.
Tbe poor iesfor, thus brought toWy M bay,
laid bis hand on his blitas if to obey, btnattte
same time exclaimed fervently, “Moroif*?
Heaven! Jet my sword be tinned Info wood?"
And drawing the weapon, he exhibited to
very deed a harmless totb. Even the present*
of tbe Emperor was powerless to check the
roar oftoughter which followed; and BatoUr
effwas allowed to escape.
TVja jpeforV inCPllllitT (VftHHtftTllllf jmwA
him in extricating others from trouble *t well
as himself. A consln of hls, having feitom vo
der the displeasure of the Czar, was
• BOUT TO BCXXSCCttm,
and Batokireff presented himself at Cant ae
petition for a reprieve. Peter seeing him enter,
and at once divining hls errand, toetifoff to
him : “ It’s no use yonr coming here; I
swear thst 1 will wot gnmwatt pee are going
to ask! 1
Quick as thought, Batokireff dropped on Ms
knees, vnff exclaimed, “Poser AV.xtevttrih, I
mine to deatin”
Peter, thus caught in his own trttp, bndwn
choice but to tough, and send « pardon to toe
offender.
Daring one of tbe Czar’s Livonian cam
pslgns, a thirit fog greatly htostwend the move
ment* of the army. At lentfh a pate watery
gleam began to ahow itself through ttw-mWv
and two of tbe Russian officers fofi todfism*.
ing whether this were toe toner vet. BaloUr
efl, happening to pass by at that moment, ttew
appealed to him To deride. »J* that light
yonder The sun. brother f"
« How should I know?” answered toe Jee-|
ter. “ Uve never tieen here before'?”
At the end of the same campaign, ewwraH «f I
the officers were relating their exploits, when I
Batokireff stepped to among them. * Ttoe ««t
a story to tell, too,” cried he boosttoßy;
better one than any« yews'?"
“Letna hear ft, then," nwwetwi toe to
fleers; and Balakicreff began.
“ I never liked this way Os fighting, till ton
crowd together, whfoh they hwe nowadays;
It seems to me more msnly tor esdhtotomd
by himself; sod therefore » sJwxys wtot «k;
alone. Now ft chanced that ewe day, white re
cowneiitering close to tte enemy's ««*»**, I
suddenly espied
X SWETrtMMKftWneR
lying on the ground just to front Qfxte'l Thwc
was not a moment to Joee; te might onto np
and give the alarm. I drto my sword, -rattl
ed upon him, sad aft one blow eta <Mfhte right!
f °“Voa fool T cried one ofthe listeners, ”wns
Should rather have cutoff Ms head 7"
“So l wonld,” answered Batokireff, with *
grin, “ but somebody else had dene tom-id
ready 7”
At Gnu* Balaklrtff punished his wsggeric
too Tar, and gave serious offense To hls ramsM
ablc p itron. On one of these occasion* The en
raged Emperor summarily Viattishnd him from
the Cotta, bidding him “never »jipe«r-nL Rus
sian soil again.” Tte fetter fflMmTweefl ae
! cordinelv; bat » wsek had hardly whgaad
when Prior, standing at his window, espied
Lis dl-iTscee favorite coojf driving a owl jnmt
the very gates of tbe palace. Foreseeing
some
KXW .TEST,
Sa hastened down, tod ashed with pretended
roughness, 11 How dare you disobey me, whim
j I forbade you to show yuumeff on Enaanm
ground again V’ i
« j haven’t disobeyed yon, 7 ' unrwsred Bato
klreff, coolly; “I’m not ol Russian ground
now!”
« Not on Bnaaian ground T
u nt o ; this cart load of earth that I'm sitting
on is Swedish aoil. I dug ft up hi Ftaiisud
1 only tbe other day f
Peter, who bad donbUeet itepuL already to
regnt tbe ioaaof his jester, laughed a: the evs
aiem, end restored bfan to ftwnr. Borne Bus
I sian writers embelliSMsd tote etory (a tmrniwi
I version at which figures to toe adventures oi
Tyli Rolensptaffri; with theaddltioL tom Peter
be Bwedrih soil now, ft shell be Inmit !m
--iore tong’-s threat wbna. he was tun sum to
Iftllffi.
VOL 31-NO. 20
The Qmm ft Seng.
A Chapter chat A Wat Chrlatlwa
Mlmoi The Tyrant* •! the Sttc*-
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-Poor Brtcaell.
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otriae XetrTork VTerU, theta raty c&eaatiy
of print tea itjMMnl, isJ Xii-wea .a
pmjcaJtr:
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<B«nhatnQnaK. ThRMw t>u!iM
despots who bate ptroererJ thaaratM ».tkoo»
tear WNtmttwshttMKteiMw *»we
entity. Their Is » «isrl*e right io di»p<*<e joy,
mattes msnaperts texteMe the yahtlr. sal i*.
ccife the boaaase *»t the pne*e*s* of »?l Junk
er despots. stMj ew *»» sat twtit
prira* Ac®** or a aaexk jwsm* itan. *Wh»
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happily pastel way. Swt the V*hC« aaw
array oxwelaihMtß i»N» Wtolttrrat
fcrtnpoaty ftwrctto qpt«h lathes* vireeas.
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it siJiio'n/tne.
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te fynrlfc tot to tow* am awre samsicat
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tot 9m,x m toai as*3c eat tena» iiiteto cite
pupnHiMiiii sl tot Tvoiaa. tom atacto ut*
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