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A Cruel Murder.
Dexter, Me., February 23. —Last evaning
J. W. Barron, treasurer of the Dexter Sav¬
ings Bank, did not return home as usual.
Inquiries were made for him, but he could
not be found. This excited suspicion. The
bank officers searched at the bank, and the
doors were found locked; The Cashier of
the National Bank, then opened his vault,
which is connected with that of flic savings
bank, and he could hear Mr. Barron groan¬
ing. The doors of the savings batik rooms
were next opened, but the vault was found
locked. A small person was then passed
through an aperture of the vault, and he
found Mr. Barron lying in the vault hand¬
cuffed, gagged and a rope around his neck;
ThO cashlef was taken out senseless, and re¬
mained so until about half-past five this
morning, when he expired. He had several
bad wounds upon bis forehead, which
probably caused his death. The burglars
idently murdered him because he would
not open the safe at their command. It is
thought ., , the net ____ done between
was 5 and 6
o'clock last night. Intense excitement
prevails. Tim robbess secured’ less than
8 too by their fonldeeff,
A Dream that Cost $3,500
In last July Jffr. John A. Pittsford,
Superintendent of the Mt. Blanchard Union
.Schools, Ohio, was married to Miss Josie
Smith. Miss Lena M. Howard, of Morrow
county, commenced proceedings against
him in the Hancock Common Pleas Court
for breach of promise of marriage, laying
her damages at ten thousand dollars. The
case came up for trial last week, and, by
his own letters, It was proven that he had
promised to marry her some time, before,
and that he was eneaged to her up to
within less than a month of his marriage
with anqRiqr girl; that he visited her
frequently ; Atqit he gave suggestions as to
her bridal outfit, awl examined and i nspcct
■ed the same ; that he voWed often he would
marry her, “God being willing," and that
be fiually broke the engagement on the
ground that he had had a dream, in which
nnotion came into his brain that It would
** he good for him to marry her, and then
in less than a month lie went off and
married the other girl. His letters further
showed that lie offered to purchase the
bridal trosseau of the girl lie had thus
cruelly cast off. The each occupied nearly
a day In Its trial, and the jury brought in a
verdict of S3, 500 damages.- ■ Finplay Courier.
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The Diver and the Sharks.
*‘1 dove once in Mobile bay, where I put
three hundred chains under an ironclad.
gratest annoyance that we had there
sharks. They didn't hardly dare tackle
because with our armor we looked more
like scarecrows than anything else. They
would come sailing along, and gradually
swim up towards us with their great big
mouths wide open, but when within a few
feet of us they would stop and lay there
fiapjdn, their fins and looking, it seemed to
mic, like the very devil himself. Finally we
•devise a way to scare them off that never fail¬
ed to frighten them so that they would stay
away an hour or longer before they dare to
come back. The armor that we wear is
air-tight, you know. Our jacket sleeves
were fastened around our wrists with an
•elastic, so that the air could not escape. By
running my finger under the sleeve of my
jacket i could let the air out, and as it
rushed into the water it would make a sort
•of hissing noise and a volume of bubbles
shoot up. So whenever those infernal
sharks would come prowling around me, I
■would hold out my arm toward them and,
putting my finger under the elastic of my
jacket sleeve. I would let a lot of air out
and send a stream of bubbles into the
shark’s face with a hissing noise like steam
from a gauge-cock. The way that those
sharks would go scooting off was funny to
be-hold.”
That Fetched Him.
Ih one of the Western States a man was
brought into court on a charge of assault
ahd battery, presented by his wife, and His
Honor asked the man why he had struck his
wife.
“She called me a worthless, lazy loafer ;
but it wasn’t that."
"Well ?’■
"She said oUr Whole family weren’t fit
for fish bate ; but I didn’t get mad with
for that.”
"What was it, then?”
“She shook ber fist under my nose a
said I was too lazy to die, but I knowed
was excited and let that pass. She’s got
/earful temper, your Honor."
“1 wish to know if you had
cause for the act,” said the court.
"I guess I had, Judge. She come
®p and spit in my face, and said I
vneanet Hum pizen ; but I didn’t hit her
“What then?"
"I knowed her temper, and I sot there
and whistled "Hold the Fort," and 1
bearing with her, when she turned round,
gin my coon dog the sttlashingest kick—
lifted him rightont’n doors onter his head,
That fetched me. Judge, if there had
been forty lions and a camel in the road,
J’d have skinned her or died trying."
Here is a quaint style for a love letter :
He says he loves you to X S,
You’re virtuous and Ys;
^ ^
All others in his Ls.
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“Facts are stubborn things,” said a
husband to his wife. “Are they,” she
answered. “Then what a fact you must
be.”
A fellow in Portland, Or., pawned his
artificialteethforwhiskey.—Ex. Pshaw!
We know a fellow who runs his whole
face for a single nip.
The Democrat
Yol. 2.
POETRY.
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So Kiss.
"Kiss me, Will,” sang Marguerite
Td a pretty little tune.
Holding up her dainty mouth,
Sweet as Roses born in Juue.
Wili was ten years old that day,
And he pulled her golden curls
Teasiugly, and answer made :
"I’m too old—I don’t kiss girls."
Ten years pass, and Marguerite
Smiles, as Will kneels at her feet,
Gazing fondly iii her eyes
Praying,‘‘Boh t you kiss me, sweet?"
’Rite is seventeen to-day ;
With her birth-day ring she toys
For a moment then replies :
"I’m too old—I don’t kiss boys ?”
Persevere.
BT C. X. PIKE.
1 oung man, toil on obscurely,
Struggling-gainst an adverse tide.
Which the mooingworldd^Ute ;
Faint, not fear not, brave the cu relent,
Face the storm, however rude,
Truth will triumph, thou wilt conquer,
God will ne'er forsake the good.
Do the proud deride thy calling,
Mock thy efforts at the start,
With a scoffing coldness, galling
To thy proud and honest heart?
Persevere ! attain a station
With the gifted and the great,
Those who now scorn thy vocation,
They will gladly kiss thy feet.
nas the venomed breath of slander,
On thy lordly fame been hurled,
From the serpent soul of envy,
That would keep the worthy down ?
Persevere! with manly patience,
Time will heal the wound you feel,
From thy name such taint may vanish,
As thy breath from burnished steel.
For encouraging example,
Scan the names on history’s pages—
Those who most thy race have honored,
Giving glory to their age ;
Names of Newton and of Franklin,
And a thousand more as bright,
Names that gain increasing glorv,
With the world's increasing light.
Persevere! Unceasing effort,
Humble though and weak it be,
May o'ercome whate'er opposes,
And work miracles for thee,
Be assured rcwaid will follow,
Gold will come to him who delves,
Honest industry must prosper—
“God helps those who help them¬
selves.”
MISCELLANEOUS.
HOW SHE LOST HER REASON.
We were on the steamer Ventura,
which afterward went to pieces off the
coast of Monterey,
The Ventura was a fine-looking steam¬
er, and well manned, and plied between
San Francisco and the lower coast,
carrying freight and passengers.
I do not remember bow many of the
latter were on board the boat at the
time I write; my recollection alone re¬
calls two persons—a young girl of seven¬
teen, or thereabout, and a man of forty.
I remember the man of forty very dis¬
tinctly and 1 may say vindictively, for
he threatened to kick me into the sea if
I didn't mind my own business ; and as
for the girl of seventeen, I remember her
because she was in company witli this
man, and wore mourning, and was al¬
together very pretty and interesting.
Do not misunderstands me ; she was
not pretty in the sense that other girls
are pretty ; she was not bright animated,
chatty ; on the contrary, she was cold as
an icicle ; she never smiled, she scarcely
ever looked up; she was like a person
brooding over a terrible wrong. Her
black eyes had a faraway look, as if try¬
ing to pierce the gray hills, or, when
turned on the water, they seemed to
fathom the ocean ; yet, I believe now
that her mind was turned inward, and
she saw nothing external,
Probably you would like to know
what business I had observing this
J young girl so close. That is a question
j cannot answer ; I do not know myself,
, t „ t j was y0U ng, and perhaps,
'
curious - not , onl , >' tb}3 ’ , bufc , Very lm i ,res '
sible.
As I have said, she was a girl of pe¬
culiar behavior and appearance ; she
00 , ^ e< ^ , *^ b no one e , 3e „ ^ , ia< ^ ever 8een i
^ began to wonder and think and
conjecture who she was, where she cams
from, and whither she was going. She
was on the forward deck in the morning
and at noon and at night, all the time
at tl,e water or at the distant
hil,s of the sk >’‘ or at 80me creature of
her own fancy Seating in the air.
Had this big, black-whiskered man
hot been constantly by her side, I would
have questioned her at once on the cause
of her strange melancholy, but, as it was,
I merely kept my wondering eyes on her,
all the while thinking, all the while
building around this mournful beauty the
walls of a terrible mystery. The first
night I even dreamed about her. She
was the last person on deck, and as I
left her still bending over the railing
Crawfordville, Georgia, March 8, 1878.
looking at the foaming sea, I went to
my room, and retiring dreamed that she
was the daughter of the man who was
constantly watching her, and that he
was a murderer. I dreamed more than
this, a disconnected story, altogether
improbable and wild, and the next
morning, long before any one else was
up, I was on deck, ready to seize upon
any new developments.
I had no idea of finding or seeing any
thing of a startling nature, but I did
find and see just this and nothing more.
It was simply a thin strip of paper torn
from a memorandum-book and covered
with elaborate writing, which when
interpreted, had this significance :
“Jean : The way to kill him is to cut
off his head. Do it and I will give you
a thousand dollars.
“Margaret.”
This was a strange note, and I won
dered about it more than a little. I
could scarcely believe that it was the
'™ rk ° f the y0Ung gid in mournin *’ y et
a11 the circumstances of the case tended
that way.
But what did the note siguify } Was
there a dark deed of blood contemplated ?
And who was Jean, or for that matter,
who was Margaret ?
I still held the note in my hand as the
young woman came on deck, but she did
not see it, nor did she see me, but pass¬
ing to the prow of the boat, she leaned
over the railing and fastened her eyes
on the gray hills in the distance.
I do not remember how I felt at that
moment; I only know that I stepped
forward, and with a voice that
I could not control, asked the dreamer if
were not afraid of falling into the
water. Then, like a Hash, she turned
her eyes on me and said :
“Afraid of the water ? You do not
me, it seems. I am afraid of noth¬
ing. Who are you ?”
I told her my name, but she did not
to comprehend my words ; but,
with her black eyes still upon me, spoke
again:
“Are you going far ?”
“To Los Angelos,” I replied.
“Do you live there V” *
“No; do you ?”
“Yck, when they will let me. I have
been away for a year.”
“That’s a long while,” I said. “I
suppose you are glad to get back.”
She did not reply to this, but, sweep¬
ing the deck with her eyes, said quickly :
“Are you rich V”
“No ; on the contrary, I am poor.”
“What could you do with a thousand
lover Snd the man who took his
and aqsks oaly to wreak vengence on
murdetar.”
I understood all now, and turned
go, anShere, coming < up the walk, '
the and the *
dk(not girl.
I wish to meet them, so
my r fr**d by the arm, we took a
path tithe road.
FooWeral weeks following I
nothin!' of the case, when one
my frii^d, the journalist, told me
the b’Kutiful but unfortunate
Marga><t, was dead.
She ’pd bribed a Mexican
to brill), her a tarantula, and placing
enornwps spider on her bare arm,
Cleopatra of old, deliberately loft
world. t~
' Vhy in Durance Vile.
As a matter of curious criminal
tics we present a statement of crimes
those ctfcfined in the penitentiary
1870. L
The tmole number of convicts
ed into me penitentiary since 1870
1585, the crimes for which
were serdenced classify as follows :
For buglary of bouses, 482.
“For fee crime of simple larceny, in
eluding tog stealing. 302.
For tie crime of arson, outsido
Capital Convictions, but including
commendations to mercy, 59.
For Ui'fcrime of rape, 52.
For burglary in the day time, 20.
For burglary in the night time, 45.
For mrtaslaughter, 98.
For assault with attempt to murder,
155. <
For For larceny from the house, 54.
mipder, C7.
For larceny from a vessel, 16.
For an assault with intent to rape, 22
For forgery, 27.
For shooting at another, 11.
For aid'ng prisoners to escape, 11.
For effecting an escape, 11.
F »r misdemeanors, 47.
For fal^s imprisonment, 1.
For catfg,stealing, 6.
For obsoteting railroads, 3.
For big 6.
For si) :r trng* 4»kcgm*td,
For false swearing, 3.
For beastial ity, 3.
For illegal voting, 3.
For horse stealing, 2.
For seduction, 2.
The color line is strongly drawn in the
list of convicts, and shows a fact which
the philanthropist may well consider and
debate.
Of the females in the penitentiary
there are, whites, 1; blacks, 42.
Of the men in the penitentiary there
are, whites, 150; blacks, 1035.
The average age of all the convicts
now in the control of the State is 25
years.
The oldest convict is 90 years of age,
and the youngest ten.— Atlanta
The note I had found came into my
mind like a flash, and for a moment I
could not speak. Was the gill going to
offer me money to take a human life ?
As I did not answer at once, she repeat¬
ed the question, and I said :
“I could do a good deal with a thou¬
sand dollars, but I refuse-—”
The girl gave a suspicious glance over
the deck, and turning, I saw two black
eyes glaring at me, and the next moment
the tall, black-whiskered companion of
the girl strode towards us.
“What do you here ?” he said, look
ing at me sharply.
“Nothing,” I replied, “only looking
at the sea. Who are you ?”
“I am the guardian of this girl,” he
thundered, “and don’t you dare to speak
to her again.”
And here is where he threatened to
me into the sea
I left the deck at once, more perplexed
ever, and I saw neither the man
nor the woman again that day or the
and then we landed.
At the wharf I met a reporter of one
of the city papers, and I showed him the
note without hesitation, and he smiled
and said:
“I understand it. Come with me.”
Half an hour later we entered a yard
which led to a low rambling house, on
the veranda of which was a mail of great
age. His hair was perfectly white, like¬
wise his beard, and his form was bent
and tottering.
“What is it ?” said the old man, as
we halted before aim
“A note from your grand-daughter,”
answered my friend, the reporter.
“What does she say ?”
“She offers Jean La Rus, the murder¬
er 81,000 to kill Vasquez, the renowned
robber.”
“Poor girl 1” sighed the old man. “I
fear she is as crazy as ever. My son, 1
suppose, is bringing her home.”
“Yes,” and then turning to me the
reporter said : “You do not understand
this, so I will tell you the story.”
“This young girl is crazy; she has
been in the asylum at Stockton for over
a year. To begin with, she had a lover,
a fine young man, who met bis death
eighteen months ago at the hands of
• Vasquez, the robber. A former lover
, the girl hired the outlaw to commit
deed, and when it was known that
was dead, Margaret lost her
■ Everything has been done that can
1 dene. She thinks constantly of
All About Heads.
“Heads are of different shapes and
They are full ot notions. Large
heads do not always hold the most.
Some persons can tell just what a iierson
is by the shape of his head. High heads
are the best kind. Very knowing peo¬
ple are calling long beaded. A man
tiiat won’t atop for anything or anybody
is called hot headed. If lie isn’t quite
so bright, they call him soft headed. If
he won’t be coaxed or turned they call
him pig headed. Animals have large
heads. The heads of fools slant back.
Our heads are all covered with hair ex¬
cept bald heads. There are barrel
heads; heads of sermons—and some
ministers used to have fifteen heads to
one sermon ; pin heads ; head of cattle,
as the farmer calls his cows and oxen ;
head winds ; drum heads ; cabbage
heads ; at logger heads ; come to a head,
like a boil; heads of chapters ; head him
off ; head of the family ; and go ahead—
but first be sure you are right.”
How She Saw the Runaway.
Oh, it was a terrible runaway 1 You
an umbrella was carrying a man,
it frightened a buggy, and it started
run oS with the horse, and they ran
the lamp-post and knocked the side¬
walk down, and upset a little baby who
was carrjing its mother in her arms, and
some apples, and knocked all the
out of the peanut-stand,
and then they went down the lightning
like a street, and knocked three spokes
out of the horse’s hind legs, and took
the hide off the wheel, and I fell out and
run a mud-puddle into my head clear up
to my shoulders, and the mud got full of
my mouth and ears and eyes, and I’ll
never get over it, and it’s awful 1
Habitual liars invent falsehoods not to
gain any end or even to deceive their
hearers bat to amuse themselves. It is
partly practi .e and and narflv partly hahir habit. If It r*- re
quiret; an effort m them to speak the
fc-y if the tfese to mheerifce. c»!y 82.
Yo. 10
POETRY.
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Church Buies far Laulies.
^reas bard all morning, such is fate,
,
Then enter church some minutes late.
All eyes will then be turned on you,
And will observe your bonnet new.
Let humble modesty wreath your face.
And take your seat with faultless grace
Let all your thoughts be fixed on high,
And rearrange your cardinal tie.
Think ho# religion's prone to bless,
And criticise your neighbor's dress.
Let your heart be filled with praise,
And notice Mrs. Miggie's lace.
Putfrom your mliid all thoughts of stn,
Aiid readjust your diamond piu.
TjSnk of how religion proves,
MtkI then smooth out your buttoned glove.
Catch well the precepts as they fall
And smooth the wrinkles in your siawl.
Think of the slnnefs’ fearful/ate
And notiet^f your bonnet’4 straight.
'
Pray for influence divine—
That lady's basque, mark the design.
Let tender peace pos^ss your mind,
And criticise that hat behind.
/
Reflect on certain i graces j^enr,
And fix your curl /oeliiml your ear.
Let your heart warm with silent prayer,
And vieyr that jjjjrrid green sflk there.
Reflect upon the picked ways,
See If your gold chain is out of place.
A *
Think of the burdeusUlirisUans bear,
And notice those strShge ladies there.
The last words hear with contrite heart,
And fix your pull-back before yon start.
CORRESPONDENCE.
[Forthe Democrat.]
Olio.
Mr. Editor :—Business and pleasure
allowed me the satisfaction of
the tramping ground of mv
days; and to recall many of
scenes and occurrences that entered
the mak^-up of the hakprou days of
Here aro the same hills, vales and
that were here years agone, and
the latter there are many creditable
These all seem pleasant.—
are a few eyes which shone and
with youth and vigor then that
changed now. The eyes have
dim, the plumpness of the cheek
gone, the raven gloss and silken hue
left the hair, and a silvery gray
taken their place. The elacticity of
step has departed—W’liy this change. ?
Old Time answer.
Many changes have taken place here
the better during the past thirty
AVhen it is remembered that
is the first town the wri¬
ever saw, some 30 or 40 years ago. it
lie conceded that few are more ca¬
to note and appreciate these chan¬
than he. A walk among the tombs
an increase in the borders of “the
of the dead,” and another along
streets impress the mind with the
that though the older workmen are
younger ones are succeeding—and
the work on.
Now and then a silver gray head is
seen amid the wliirljiool of busy life,
linking the present with the past gene¬
ration. So stand old buildings, inter¬
mixed with the new, the new eclipsing
the old both in size and architecture,
but the old ones have a hold on the mind
which renders them dear to the memory.
I note these improvements with pleasure,
and give credit to your citizens for
enterprise, thrift and
Prominent among these
I notice The Democrat, which
ned by a dauntless crew, and with a
ful and fearless hand upon the helm, is
cutting its way over bars and through
breakers to success, power and influence.
“So mote it be. ” Its success is one of
the very liest evidences of the intelli¬
gence of the people of dear old Talia¬
ferro, and in common with its hundreds
of readers and friends I freely give it
the full measure of praise it deserves.and
wish it a long life in the career it has be¬
gun. Other improvements are worthy of
remark ; the orderly, quiet conduct in
town during court week, the sobriety of
your J citizens, a resident ministe! ... of ... the
gospel, an additional , church, . . all .. show
the spirit of enterprise Which have
ated your peope in late years. And, too,
you have an increase of good lawyers,
doctors, merchants, tradesmen and
sans.
You , nave two . churches, . . all „ , .
aWe and nice, and many young
and . gentlemen, ,, and j. a large number i
lovely children, and many ‘‘pious
thers • l,„ and mothers in Israel, Tc—..*.1 ii an ,.nA u n
Sabbath School ! Will not these
onea M have some regrets regrets, bv-and-hv Dy-and Dy,
^his great oversight ? Parents, if
flo not preoccupy the minds of vour
"-"-fr •»*
structxons the evil one will orter
sow tareu-even while
THE DEMOCRAT
ADVERTISIXO RATI.* ;
One Square, first j&tertMi 3 1
One Sqaaz* .*»cl»i>uWvqu« nt inseitioii 71
One -Square, three months 10
One .Square, twelve-months —J3 t!"
Quarter Half Column Column, t« elve months . . 'A< (a)
twelv« mow M 30 M
One Column twelve mouths . 100 00
W One Inch nr Less considered as a
square. We have no fractions of a square,
all fractions of squares will be counted as
squares. Lllwrai deductions made on Con¬
A great mistake is made by vour ag
riculturists. First, by planting so much
cotton ; second, byj using so much gua¬
no ; and, third, by buying so much com
and bacon. It is a fact worthy of note,
that before the war we seldom heard
of broken farmers, and then it was the
exception, and not the rule, to hear of a
farmer buying either corn, meat or (lent.
Then men grew rich by farming, now
they became poor, and are often, very
often, driven into the home dead or
bankruptcy. The farmer is the heme'
and sinew of the country, and when l.e
fails of success everything else languish¬
es. He can and ought to alter this
state of affairs. With a system of agri¬
culture inaugurated that would render
the farme fully and in every particular
self-sustaining, the farmer himself would
grow rich, and every other department
of business prosper. It is worse than
idle to say that this is false reasoning or
that it cannot be done.
To those who may inquire, why all
this Interest, let me say it has been
prompted entirely by memories of the
past, and a sincere desire for the prosper¬
of the people of my native county,
jjliose clav wraps the sleeping dust of an
elder brother, and the acquaintance with
inlf^iy who by their kindness and aeffc
tion made the sun shine brighter in the
long %o. Louts B. Bouschelle.
Jfii tville, Burke Co., Ga.
m —
Strong Butter.
“Why is It, my son, that wheu you
drop your bread and butter It always
drops butter side down ¥”
“I don’t know ; it bad not orterdo it.
The strongest side orter be uppermost,
hadn’t it, ma¥ and this is the strongest
butter that I ever did seed.’*
‘''* 8< ’ ,n ° °* V ° Ur
“What 1 did she churn it ¥ The great
lazy thing 1”
"Your aunt V”
“No, this yer butter.
“Why, my son ¥”
“To make tlio old lady churn It, when
it’s plenty strong enough to church it¬
self. Don’t you think so, ma ¥”
“Be still, Zibi ; r it only wants Working
over to bo good. ”
“Well, if I’s you, when I did it, I’d
put in lots of molasses. ”
“You good for nothing f I have
eaten a great deal worse in the m >st
aristocratic boarding-houses. ”
“Well people of rank certainly ought
to eat it.”
3 Why ¥”
3 ’Cause it’s rank butter.”
3 fou varmint, you! What makes
you talk so smart ?”
“The butter lias taken the skin off my
mouth.”
“Zibi, don’t lie 1 I can’t throw away
the butter.”
“I’ll tell ye, inarm, what I’d do with
it keep it to draw blisters. You orter
see the flies keel over a id (tin the min
ute they touch it; it’s ’stonishing."
“Well, my son, if you keep ou lying at
this rate, you will keel over Io > some
day, and go to a place too but for butter.
Now wash your face and come to sup¬
per.”
A Puzzled Justice.
A man named Josh was brought be¬
fore a country squire for stealing a bog,
and three witnesses being examined,
swore they saw him steal it. A wag
having volunteered bis counsel for Josh,
knowing the scope of the squire’s brain,
arose and ad(lres o ed Dim as follows!
“May it please yer honor, 1 can estab¬
lish this mans honesty beyond the
shadow of a doubt, for I have twelve
witnesses who are ready to swear that
they did not see him steal it.”
The squire rested big bead for a few
moments as if in deep thought and with
great dignity arose, and, brushing back
his hair, said :
“If there are twelve who did not see
him steal It, and only three who did, f
discharge the prioner.”
A traveler in Dcarlwood says that tic saw
such a picturesque turnout as this : “The
half-breed horses in harness were shaggy,
unkempt fellows; and the longhaired saddle
pony, hitched to the rear of the wagon by a
striped horse-hair lariat, tugged and jnill
ed, now this way ahd now that, as though
the experience was a new one to him.
TT upon the wagon was a pile of elk, deer,
‘ ’ ’
an antelope; while from , on ton, and frown
down „ pon you was th „ U} , ly m „ g 0[ a
j grizily.” The driver "sat with careless
ease, and grace, using Bruin’s broadside for
j a seat; one leg crossing tne other; a shapely
little moccasined foot resting upon the side
j of the wagon box ; one gloved hand Hold
! ing the lines, and the other caressing the
polished attractive barrel of a revolver.” This
por^m was a young woman of
of * h ® following description; ‘‘Rather
small of size, with an exquisitely rounded
| and beautiful figure, showing to advantage
i in the soft, ornamented buckskin suit. The
• face was one hard to describe; it might
belong to other a well-developed beardless youth,
or, in garments and places, to a
comely lass of twenty years. In the finely
rounded outlines, ripe red lips, and dimpled
chin, larked a =;usp!ok>n of femininity
which was heightened by the big brown eyes
! rast*® had
£a j d S he was from Chicago, and settled
wish her