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ANOTHER FAMOUS VICTORY.
It was an autumn evening;
Old Caspar’s work was dote;
And be before bis cottage do or
Was sitting in the sun;
And by him sported on the green
His little grandchild, Wilhelmine.
And as bo sat and smoked, be saw
That little maid draw near,
A bolding tn her little palm
A severed human ear.
While o’er the field appeared tn view
Os human segments not a few.
Her brother James came likewise with
The little cart be owns,
Quite filled with legs and arms and dis
located collar bones.
OH Caspar looked, and then quoth he:
“It was a famous victoree.”
“Across the field are stains of gore,
And whitening bones I see,
As evidence undoubted 'twas
A famous victoree;
And there is proof to back my claim
That twas a daisy football game."
As I pinned on my new shield, on being
installed a member of the detective force of
a young western city, my first wish was for
an opportunity to show my superiors and the
public the metal 1 was made of.
An occasion was not long waiting. An
adroit forgery came to light, of which one
of the city banks had been the victim, and n
large reward was offered for the capture of
Facts tended to fasten suspicion on a young
merchant who had lately failed under ques
tionable circumstances, and whose disappear
ance, shortly after the forgery, had first led
to coupling his name with the affair.
Evidence sufficient to justify his arrest was
at length accumulated, and orders were given
by our chief for his apprehension on sight
Here was the chance I had longed for. The
shrewdest of the force had failed to gain any
trace of the fugitive. Could 1 but strike the
trail and run the game to earth while so
many were at fault, I would be a made man,
to say nothing of the reward to be pocketed.
Opinion was much divided as to whether
Nimblenib—that was the forger’s name—was
concealed in the city, or whether he had
gone into hiding elsewhere.
One day I thought it could do no harm to
take a jaunt of observation to a neighboring
Entering the train early, I selected a place
which gave a good opportunity to observe
the passengers as they arrived, which I made
it my business to do while pretending to be
busy with the morning paper.
A genteel looking man, of middle age seem
ingly. shared the seat with me, and by de
grees we fell into conversation.
“You belong to the detective force, I per
ceive,” remarked the stranger, glancing at
the badge which a slight derangement of the
lapel of my coat had left partly exposed.
Blushing at the inadvertence, I hastened
to conceal the tell tale token.
“By the way,” he continued, “that scamp,
Nimblenib, must be a sharp fellow so long to
avoid the vigilance of you gentry.”
“We’ll have him yet,” I replied with the
air of a man who knew a good deal more
than he chose to tell
“It’s to be hoped so,” returned the stranger
dryly. “I suppose you would recognize him
If you saw him.”
“On the spot,” I said confidently.
“You have seen him, then!"
“No; but 1 have his description so accu
rately that I could pick him out from a
“Don’t be too sure of that,” my companion
answered. “Now I have seen Dick Nimble
nib fifty times, and would know him at a
glance, but never by the printed descriptions
I have seen—but stay—as I live!”
The stranger gave a start of astonishment,
and, before I could inquire the reason, added
in a suppressed tone:
“Don’t look, at present, at the person of
whom I’m going to speak. He sits on the
end next us of the third seat in front, on the
opposite side. Wait a- moment and then
scan him cautiously.”
I did os directed, and saw a young gentle
man, whoso face wore a disturbed expression
as he kept glancing about anxiously.
“Do you know him?” I inquired.
“I do,” whispered the stranger.
“Who is he?"
I half sprang to my feet, my purpose being
to arrest the man on tho spot. The stranger’s
hand on my arm restrained me.
“Not eo fast," said he, “or you may spoil all
Though not a professional, I’ll give you a bit
of advice for what it’s worth. Keep the
man in sight till he leaves the train; then
follow him to ids hiding place, where you’ll
have a chance not only to find such confirma
tory proofs as shall remove all doubt of his
guilt, but may succeed in bagging his ac
The advice seemed so wise that I determined
to follow it.
At the next station the stranger, who told
me his name was Pilchard, took his leave,
wishing success to my enterprise.
The young man forward, from whom I
scarce once removed my eyes, grow more
fidgety as the time passed. His looks wan
dered distrustfully from side to side, and as
each now comer entered his startled manner
betrayed a feeling akin to fright.
Station after station was passed; but,
though his agitation increased every moment,
the young man never left his seat. Patiently
as a cat in ambush I kept watch, longing for
the moment to make the fatal spring.
It was growing dusk when we stopped at a
large town, where fifteen minutes were al
lowed for supper.
There was a general rush of the passengers,
and in the confusion I lost sight of my man.
He had certainly passed out with the crowd.
I should probably find him in the supper room.
I went through it, but he was not there. I
searched high and low; he was nowhere to be
The last thing to do was to keep watch as
tho passengers returned to take their places.
With the vigilance of a sentinel I paced the
platform by the side of the waiting train, but
he did not return.
I exhausted inquiry and description, but in
vain. I could gain no trace of the missing
forger. How I blamed my stupidity in allow
ing him to slip through my fingers, and all
through giving heed to the shallow advice of
that officious Pilchard. How could I have
been such a donkey 1
Another train would leave in a couple of
hours. Possibly Nimblenib might resume his
journey on that, thinking to break his trail
by the interval There was nothing better
than to wait and see.
The time passed slowly, but my patience
was rewarded at last.
A carriage drove up, and who should step
out but the person I was seeking, followed by
a lady to whom he offered his arm.
I advanced and laid my hand upon his
“I have orders to arrest you,” I said.
The man seemed thunderstruck, and the
lady uttered a scream.
“I have done K thing to make me amenable
to tho law,” said the former, recovering him
self with an effort.
“ You’ll have an opportunity to prove that,”
I answered, ‘ but my present duty is to take
you into custody. ”
Before 1 had time to answer a stout, florid
old gentleman came bustling from a train
which had just arrived, and, catching sight
of my prisoner and his companion, began to
berate them soundly
“This man is under my protection," I said,
addressing the choleric stranger, “and I can
not permit him to bo abused."
“I don’t see what business it is of yours,”
returned the testy gentleman.
“He is my prisoner.” I said with dignity.”
“Your prisoner,” he exclaimed. “1 know
the rascal deserves hanging for running
away with my niece— least ways she ran away
yesterday and ho followed her today, it
seems. I got on their track by accident; but
I don’t see what concern it is of yours.”
“I have arrested him on a charge of for
gery," I explained.
“The more fool you!” was the abrupt re
tort “Whatever objections I may have to
Ned Parsons marrying my niece, he’s an
honest fellow, and no more a forger than
“You’re mistaken in person," I replied.
“This is Ricaard Nimblenib.”
“You’re an ass!” was the reply I got
“Don’t let him harm Ned, dear uncle,”
pleaded the lady coaxingly.
“If he touches a hair of the dog’s head I’ll
have the law of him!" exclaimed the old
“You see we were married an hour ago,”
continued the lady, “and it can’t be helped
now; won’t you forgive and bless us, uncle,
A light dawned upon me. Instead of
catching a forger, I had only been marring a
wedding. At any rate, one good came of it.
My interference had so completely turned
the uncle’s wrath against myself that he
answered his niece’s last request with a grunt
that had more of “yes” than “no” in it
1 quietly took the next train for home.
After an hour or two of not very pleasant
meditation, a slap on the shoulder broke my
reverie. It was my friend Sergt. Spottem,
who bad come aboard at the last station.
“I say, Bill, I’m in luck," he cried.
“I’ve just nabbed Nimblennib, and have
him under guard in the smoking car. Come
and take a look at him.”
1 accompanied my friend, and whom do
you think I discovered in the person of tho
forger? None other than the affable Mr.
Pilchard, who had given mo such good ad
vice in the morning, and whose perfect dis
guise had completely baffled my power of
recognition by description.
I felt that I was not specially called to bo a
detective, and faced the fact with resignation.
“Here you are. Eight cents a pound,”
cried fifty or more men in long woolen
frocks, as I pressed my way through the
crowd which blocked up the sidewalk around
Washington market on Saturday afternoon.
The stalls along the Washington and Vesey
street sides of the market contained tons of
poultry, and a-motley crowd of women and
men were pusning and pulling each other in
the scramble to get what was being sold, at
eight cents a pound.
Turkeys, chickens, geese and ducks were
going off like hot cakes, and almost for a
song. The crowd who were buying up this
“bargain” in poultry was composed chiefly of
women who wore shawls and carried large
market baskets on their arms. Beside these
were a class of women whose appearance in
dicated that they were the landladies of sec
ond and third rate boarding houses. The men
who formed a part of this rushing, eager
throng wore the garb of laborers, and their
hands bore the evidence of a hard day’s toil.
What kind of poultry were these people
buying for their Sunday dinner at eight
cents a pound? some will ask who are accus
tomed to being charged from twelve to fifteen
cents a pound for chickens, and from sixteen
to twenty-two cents for turkeys, ducks and
They were buying poultry that had been
shipped but delayed bn the road, and when it
reached the commission merchants was
heated, and when exposed to the air turned
green. The commission merchant must dis
pose of this class of goods at once, so ho noti
fies these men who handle this class of poultry
on the outside stalls of the large markets and
the dealers throughout the city, and they
respond promptly to the summons, for it is
the only class of poultry they deal in.
These dealers purchase In large quantities
and doctor up this already unfit to eat poul
try, and can afford to sell it for eight cents a
pound and make a fair profit at that. How
do they do it? They soak it in ice water for
twenty-four hours, dry it, hang it up in their
stalls, and sell it for fresh poultry to the
throng of people I have described. Some of
these people buy this poisonous food, believ
ing it to be just what the dealer declares it to
be, while others buy with a full knowledge of
the quality, and visit the markets for the ex
press purpose of buying it, as they have done
hundreds of times before. This same class of
people buy tainted meats, and simply for the
reason that they are cheap.—New York
Artists of the Street.
Since the Italian exhibition in London gave
a foreign tone to all things a new sort of
street music has come into fashion. This is
the street mandolin. Four or five men and
women in gay attire, suggesting a scene out
of “Carmen," run loose, go about the streets,
and do most weird and wild songs and dances
to the jingling music evolved from their
dropsical looking mandolins. Very often a
bare legged piper, with his plaid and his
pipes, startles the air of its tranquillity. To
me the pipes are aggravatingly inharmoni
ous; but, of course, tastes differ, as they
Some of the street cries of various wares
have a vast melody of scale. These, such as
the “Sweet lavender" cry and the “Young
toy lambs to sell,” are very grateful to
the ear after the shrieks of many itinerant
merchants, whose wares one could never guess
by the manner in which they are called out.
Street playing on musical instruments, as
also street singing, is regarded in neither side
of London as a regular legitimate calling.
The children of parents engaged thus are
brought up, as a matter of course, to follow
the calling made lucrative and pleasant by
There is one species of ear splitter unlike
“anything on the earth or in the waters under
the earth.” I refer to the street negro,
blacked up to order, whose mission it is to
sing old American southern plantation songs.
These he gives with a cockney twang of
speech. He is never by any chance a genuine
darky. Oh, no; he is a creature of burnt
cork and shadows. His tastes lead him min
strelward. He is mournfully comic, and with
his banjo is a feature unique in his way.—Cor.
San. Francisco Chronicle.
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the sales nearly 60 per cent., and at tho close
of navigation only 167,800 tons remain un
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New Bork, Oct. 11.—An electric line
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o’clock this evening from contact with an
electric wire. He was employed by the
Western Union and presented a terrible
sight as he died on the net woik of the
wiies in mid-air while the deadly fluid
actually made bis body sizzle and the
bloou pour out to the sidewalk and over
the clothes of the horrified spectators.
The accident occurring in the middle oi
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city, was witnessed by a large crowd. The
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aims of the poles. Firemen brought out
a ladder and went up with the shears to
cut the Wires. The man was found to be
In fifteen minutes wire had burned off
the half the man’s face, which was turned
toward the sidewalk. His left arm was
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Itlardered Ilia Wife.
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