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>reat othern VOL. XVIII. ATLANTA. GA„ TUESDAY MORNING JANUARY 4 1887 PRICE FIVE CENTS NEW YEAR’S PRESENTS FOR ALL. We cell attention to our plan for distributing New Year's presents to our friends, described on tbe last column of page six of this week's Issue. We want every subscriber to share in these presents. The plan is simple. You send us a new sub scriber. Your name is at onco written on a tag and put in our New Year's box. On February 1, the box is shaken and the tags mixed up, and a committee draws out a tag. The name on that tag gets thf $100 present. The second tag the $50->8ndl. on till all tho presents are taken. Of course c itiy perron who sends a subscriber will not get a present, but every one will Hav* an equal CHANCE. The lady who sends one subscriber may get tho $100. SoMEnoDY oukely will. Y.’hy not you? Remember your win:« gees In once for every subscriber you fend, and once for your own subscription. If you. send five subscribers at one dollar each you get one of our superb pictures free. For five subscribers at $1.00 each, by adding $1.23, a watch and chain. For ten subscribers at $1.00 «U*h, a watch and chain f ee. In eaoh case your n* - e goes In our l*cw Year’s box for every name ;•.. «cud. K« wwc urge every subscriber to bo repro- c:uu-d in our New Year's box. Thero is not one of tbo S3.0C0 subs< bers this wcob who cannot get one subscriber—tb^t n-.io subsuribormay "ct you $100, Tbo box is • .used January 31st, promptly. Our Story Corner My Wife's Stitch in Time. Well. Sophie, I have just been at tho Mur- roughs'. Everythin" tou&idu'ed, they are pret ty comfortable in tUir humble lodgings. Poor Tom is fc-ry low, but bis wlfo is bearing up bravely; but she wants somo kind hand to help her to put things in order. What do you say, my dear, to going down to her for aa hour or so? The children would be the bettor of some e»nc to look after them. 1 “PH go, with all roy heart, Jack," said my wife; ‘ indeed, I hod intended to do so. 1’ii put on my-roantlo and bonnet in a moment. But, Jack, there's tho button of the wristband of your shirt just falling oil', como boro and I’ll make it all right. ‘A stitch In time,’ you knaw •-that's my motto through life.” And to my little woman had her needle and thread in her haud in a moment, and secured the button. “Aye," said I, as I watchod her nirablo fingers at work. “ ‘A stitch In time.' 'Twonld have been woll for the poor Murroughs if they knew the value of that good old saw, and hod acted upon it. How different would their eon* a*..fou oo now?’’ "That is true,” said my wife, with a sigh “The lesson they have now learned is a sad and a revero one. Who knows but it may bo n useful one too?” “God grant it!” I responded. Let us hopo for the best. And now off with you. Thero may l e many a timely stitch in ono way or another to bo done for them; aud I know no cue abler or more wilting to do it than y Sophie.” When my wlfo was gone I sat down by the fireside. It was a dark, chill November day, and suited with wclltho gloomy niusings th it I gave way to. I’uor Torn Morrough! Every cne loved him, but no one relied on him. Not that he was untruthful or false; but ho hul little Matility of purpose, aud nn easy temper that ever postponed till tomorrow what should be done today, and so ho too often filled to pcrfoim his promises or keep h appointments, und could cot mako up hU r- 1 to do wh it ought to lie dotio till tbo lav ihi • opportunity was lott forever. Ho had «. im* > mu at a fair rent, hut liis indolence prevent- ’aim getting half tbe value out of it. ilo i veil to cut and rave his crops from day f • during tho fine weather; and whin ho at. • umcnco to do so, the rnin came down, da' tg his hay and laying his corn, and costi- . .un twice ns much as it ought to huve doi .** tho time he had them in the •tack-yn- 1 . . ..eii lie was al ways the Inst mar i, uir or market, and so, if he wanted to buy, all the goo.i sheep and mMle were disposed of; or if be wsntod to soli, i-'l the good buyers were snpplk 1 and gone » V ay before his arrival. If-here was a leak the roof, or dump in the wall#, he put off tho all to rights i Jlling repairs that tho damage becu longer be left un tin times as nn would have do’ to him, “Ah, Y a little toot ■ r.' the old proVi. k" justice of my /••»: r.r.. *" ‘ d tills was the ui '«t hopeless ay dtp- wild wave set -at that it could no < . to: aud then it cost / to repair it as it U Many a time I said hy don’t you see to things tch iu liras’— you know i never questioned the _ the went on In the old why, ana tills w.:s the ui >*t hirialusj tom of hismoiuJ vr*hdy, lie bad beg: world with fair 1 ^pects. The death o. :in 1.1 her while he was yet a young man had put him in possession of a Bn o farm, os I have said at a fair rent. Shortly after, he married a vu -. -^orranof mtfny excellent qualities— good pciMJ, IWtionatc, and prudent— with, . attune o* -ouiethousandpuuuds,which bcr .ihcrwi. • insisted—and l’om willingly am i.ted— sbnti . be ftivested in securities, giving bi> > a Die use of tho interest, the prin cipal heii. cured fur hi* wife and children, after the i. mer In which lawyers manage 11woo thing)' itbah legal formalities. But i*h u v: • iu quality which Ikssle Morrough i ot, slid which, as Tom’s wife, would have l.crn iuvulunu.w. . L M’od not a strong Intel lect ora strung will, wlucu »• "ild assert itself over her husband's failings, and give him ttrenpth in those ] Juts wherohe was weak art; CLd so her rmonr uucbi were no doubt, ro es ived with kind! • m, but as sac wanted the yewer to enforce them they were generally mdus. Poor Bessie! had she been what now s' <*»?• is called a “strong-minded wo mas," the i> „ht 1 vc. been Tom's salvation; but ibe wae i.or, and there was no help for It. While her father lived things went on pretty fairly, for he was a shrewd determined man, and contriv iu :■ ’ r^p the young couple’s affairs tolerablv »qu.re Ifdy. He nuide Tom insure h£» house, eflicre, and stock, (no easy matter), aud •Iwsys poked him up when the time for pry ing the premiums came round; and on one oc- etrion, when tbe days of grace had expired, he v < nt to Tom and asked if he had paid np. “No.” mid Tom, “but I’ll do so tomorrow.'' “Will. I'm glad,” mid the old gentleman, “that the house Is standing, and that the com end bay have not bceityuraed. Don't you know that your property bas been uncovered for more than a week?” Tom went to bis desk, took oat bis poller, found it sras tbe foct, aud looked very foolish. Then his fother-in-law, without a word more but with a look that was worm, ae Tom srid when recounting the circumstance to me, that if he had knocked him dosrn with tbe butt-end of hie horsewhip, took bom bh pocket-book . and throwing it out of tho room. You may be suro Tom repaid the old gentleman be fore the day wae over, with many thanks and apologies. These sad habits made Tom the laughing stock of the neighbors, till at last, hy an easy transition, they changed tho namo of Tom Morrough Into “To-morrow”—a sobriquet hy which he was so well known, that I think if lie had accepted a bill or signed a receipt by it, nobody would have noticed the difference. On cne occasion I got a note from a mutual ac quaintance which read very funnily; though not at all so iutended:— •Beau Jack,—Yesterday I saw Tomorrow, who jmbed to ceme todaj~ * -* • • My friend was rig] pointnient, which was to arrange a litilo money ufj'air, und so got into trouble, aud had iu tho cr.d to pay a lawyer’s bill of costs as woll as tbe debt. 1 could tell a dozen such storios of my friend's weakness in tho matter of proems, tiuntiou, some of them merely ludicrous, others no laughing matter, but attended with very dinigrccable results—hut to what purpose? l.et mo come.to two which reduced him to his present unhappy condition. About a year be fore this time, Fhortly after the death of his worthy father-ln law, one of tho trustees of his trmisge settlement was killed by a fall from horse, out hunting. Tho surviviug trustee v. us a commercial niau of our country town, w ho some years ago had gone to push his for- tums in Lornlou. Somehow I did not enter tain the highest opinion of him, though no thing whatever could ho alleged to his dis trait; but I thought him very ambitious and very speculative, und knowing that ho would row have the entire control of tho trust funds, 1 felt rotber uneasy, and lost no tiuio in calling on Tom aud advising him to get a new trustee appointed at once in pluco of tho deceased ono. As ureal, Tom promised that lio “would see ‘o It,” nnd ns usual he broke his promise, pit ting the matter off from day to Any, till it en tirely passed from his mind. But it was vory difecgrtcably called to his recollection by a visit tii'Li his late father-in-law’s solicitor. “I have been expecting a call from you, Mr. Morrough," said tho man of law. “What about?" asked Tom. He had a spe cial objection to lawycn-not that ho thought them all bad fellows or Togucs, but somohow they were always sure to give him trouble, and very often treated him to a bill of costs. He classed them with doctors, and thought tho less a man had to do with either tho bet ter. “Why, nbont appointing a now trnrioo to your settlement in place of poor Wildman. ’Tls three months now since ho died, aud I don’t think it wise to leave tho fund in the power of any one person." “Oh, there’s no danger,” said Tom; “White is an honest, clever follow; but I’ll neo to it." “You’d better," said tho lawyer. “I hear some ugly reports about him iu town; and to say tho truth, that’s wlmt brought me here to day. If what I hear be true, you havn’t an hour to lose in looking after him. Other l>coplc are doing so, I can tell you; and ton to one he'll give you all the slip. An acceptance of his to a large amount was protested at our county bank today—you know I’m their solic itor. There's a train leaves for London in an hour's time: I’d have you run up by it and soe after him ot once.” Tom was now thoroughly alarmod. As soon as tho lawyer was gone, ho ordered his trap to be got icauy, and in twenty minutes he was on the rood; bowling away as fast as liis cob would carry him, for he was four miles from tho sta tion. Before he was half-way thero, just going un a sharp point of a hill, smack wont one of tie traces; and Tom then remembered that tho last time he drove, tho oye of the trace wss nearly cut through, and ho had for got tc u to send ft to tho saddler to get “a stitch in timo" in it. Well, what was now to be dono? Fortunately thero was a house near at hind by the road-side, and tho groom got a piece of ropo there, nnd they contrived to patch np tho trace, and nway they went again, putting tho cob to tbo top of his speed; and at last they reached tho station, just in time to hear tho last whiatlo and the snort of tho eugiito as it left the platform. You may lie suro Toni was horribly put out, and hcwnilod bis bad luck pretty loudly: but it did not occur to him to utter one malediction against tho real cause of his failure—and that was himself, for yield ing to his old habit of procrastination, and not gutting “a MPch In time" in tho trace. “Plague take It. Nippers!” he tionmafttcr, “I'm late after all.” “Late, Mr. Morrough!” replied the official, who w as a hit of a wag, and knew Tom's fail ing (os who did not?)—“nover knew you ondon, so you may as well stop into m and look at tho naper. A terrlblo collision on tho Thames this morning.” Tom had nothiug for it but to wait, and so j sent home the trap with strict injunction* to the groom to have the trace mended at once —a direction which tho groom translated ietto voce into this charmctcrestic adago of his call ing to tho porter— “Aye, Bill, lock the stable- doer after the steed is stolen.” If “time waits for no man," as Tom learned to ids cost, neither will it lie hurried for any man. Accordingly in twenty-live minutes, not a miunte sooner, the up-train steamed into the station, and In two minutes more steamed out again, whistling and snortiug, as is tho wont of railway engines. Tho train was a slow one, stopping at all stations, so that it reached the London terminus an hour later than tho previous train. Tom jumped out of the carriage the moment it got to tho platform, to the imminent c* into a hansom, „ place in the city which he indicated at the top of his speed, with the promise of a gratuity over end above his fore, which Cabby did to tho great peril and utter discomfiture of vari ous small children and old gentlemen. Tom thought ho would nover reach his destination, though he never drove foster in his life. He did reach it, however, at last, sprang out, aud van up two pairs of stairs to the chambers of Mr. White. The door wot half open, and on the outride of it was pasted a hill: “These chambers to be let. Inquire of iho porter on the ground floor.” Tom pushed in the dow and entered. There was nothing witUp in the way of furniture but an old desk and a high stool; the floor was strewed with pipers, and an old woman was sweeping them into a heap, ea- Vt loped in a cloud of dust Where Is Mr. White?” asked Tom. “Well, rir, “replied tho woman. “I’m sure I don't know. Ho’a gone out of this.” “I see that plainly enough without your tell ing me,” rejoined Tom. “Bat where ii he gone? When did ho go?” “He went nearly an hour ago, sir. I exited an ’ansom for him and ho drove away—I’m sure I don't know where—only when I gave him hie ‘Gladstone’ into tbe cab I heard nim say to the driven *To St. Paul’s.’ Ma^rbe, sir, he went to the evening service. 1 »went to the - groaned Tom in agony of despair. Well, maybe so, sir,” responded the drudge, at here’s something I picked op on the off his port * ~ in an “W “But , . stairs. I think it came off his portmsntle.' Tom took what the woman handed to him. It was a parchment label evideatl/ torn off some luggage. He examined the writing and read: “Mr. Smith, paseeager to New York by the steamer.” “Yon could hare knocked ree down with a straw,” mid Tom ashore- counted his misfortunes to me on his return home, “when I read this. Of course the rascal took tho name of Smith every rascal does when he’s ashamed of his own name and wants to go incog.— and I saw at once it was all up with rac.” Now Tom’a wlfo had a brother who was a barrister iu London, and off ho let for advice nt the moment in his core perplexity. Ho found the man of law in hix chambers, and opened his caso to him. Dick Flint looked at the advertising columns of tho Times, and found that tho ships named was to have sailed from tho docksjust an hour ago. As a last chance they took a cab aud ported away full Freed, in the hone that something might detain the sailing of tno vessel. And so something did, but not long enough; they wore just half an hour too late. Well, White was gone; but perhaps Tom’s money was not gone too. That was the next thing to be ascertained; so off they went to the office of tho railway company in which Tom knew that his wife’s fortune had been invested; and suro enough, they found that, two days before; Joseph White had duly transferred to Ephraim Aaron all tbo Mor- roughs’ trust money nt tho price of the day. This was a stunner. "What are wo to do now!" inked Tom. when recovered from tho blow. “We’ll go to tho Steam Packet office and soo tho list of passengers,” answered Dick Flint. And so they did. hut no one of the name of Smith or White war, amongst them. All hope was now at an end, every cluo to traco the fagitive was lost, and Tom return' heio what afterwards camo to light, that Whito had executed a very artful dodge to mislead anyone that might be looking for him. He purposely dropped tho label with tho direction 1 have mentioned, being pretty sure that it would bo found by the sharp eyes of the pry ing old woman, and communicated to all com* crs. Meanwhile Whito had gone by tho Fon< insular and Oriental Steamer to Gibraltar, aud thence found his way to Algeria. So much for him at present. Misfortunes, they say, seldom como alnglj nnd tho mlagc proved truo with Tom Morrougl A few days after his return, tho family were aroused at midnight by a cry of fire. .Every one mo hurriedly; but already tho homo was filled with smoke, the roofwhich was thatched, wns all ablaze, nnd iu a few minutes the raft* turs bepau to fall in, and tho lluiuing thatch dropping on the floor, tho interior of the house seen became ouc muss of smoko und conllugr* 1 it n. Half dressed and half smothered, the in mates hod scarcely timo to escape when the whole roof sank in, and tho flames rose roariug nnd lusLing through wiuduwsaud rootless walls till nothiug remained hut a bluckoned ruin. Too late, however, to aav alas.? to save the life of a sonant, who perished* in ono of the upper rutius. And how was this tcrriblo disaster to counted for? Easily enough; and, as usual, butablo to Tom’s m a week before, his wife chimney needed sweeping. Tom said “ho would see to it,” hut lie didn't seo to it: so tho chimney took tho matter iuto its own management, and set itsolf on fire to gctcloau- cd by a summary process. But it did more, aa wo have seen, it set flro to tho house and clean- cd, or retb'jvcleared, it of everything. Fortu nately tho flro took place before quarter-day, so that tho insuranco was iu force; but Tom never insured his furniture, nnd that was all a dead lues. A few ol’ us neighbors at once Lurried the family into tho village, where wo procured lodging* for them, and supplied them with ncccisnry clothing ana attonded to tlioir other wants. And it was from seeing them that I bad just returned and scut my wlfo to minister to them as women only can do. All this happened some two years ago. Let me continue to follow tho fortunes of Tom 3Ioriough and his family. For a timo Tom was sunk in a stato of profound dexpair, amounting almost to a stupor. Ho took his meals mechanically, lmt spent tho day brooding in silence over a grief that seemod unutter able. What appeared to affect him with a hor ror amounting to anguish, was tho death of tho poor old faithful nurso, as from timo to time he uttered her name with a moan that was heart rendering to listen to. At leugth two good friends camo to his aid—ono our worthy squire, with whom Tom was always a great favorite and a companion In hunting and shoot ing, the other tho excellent vicar of the parish, who was everybody’s friend, and, above all tbe friind of unyoue in trouble. The squire Tallied and roused Tom up in a sunowhat bohlirors but kindly manner. He rated him soundly for hit want of pluck; told him that no should sit down like echild or a woman r misfortune: showed him that^ho had brought what he called mh fortune on himself, m il that tho remedy for the past was all in wn bauds, if he would resolutely turn a new leaf, and give up his unfortunate lmbits of procrastiuation. anil never defer till to-morrow what could bo done to-day. And the squire followed aphis words hy deeds. He got tho imuranco money; act men to work on tho house; forced Tom to ins|>cct tbe repairs, to buy furniture (for which, by the way, he lent him money),and ki a very short time ho had him back in bis former dwelling, now slated, and more comfortable than over. The vicar took Tom in another fashion—not much in the v, but a great ileal in the way ly consist 1. lie showed him what he railed ill-luck was but the natural re sult of duties neglected aud opportunities lost; that God’s morel government was not to be re- feinted with impunity; that thrift end diligence aud a faithful discharge of tbo duties imposed iiponus by providence, were the bext means of insuring feucccsa in this life; and in line, he comforted him by suggesting that his post suf ferings might turn out to blereingH iu disguise, if he made a right uae of them. And what]wa» the outcome of all this? Why that Tom Mor- rough’s very inmost nature was i«netratated by all this good advice. He took ft all deeply to heart; pondered over it day and^night; made his solemn resolutions in the privacy of hia chamber, in the presence of bis God; arose and went forth, it may be a saddder man, certainly a wiser one. From henceforth he was a*c hang ed man. as we have known tbe drunkard and the thief and the sensualist to be suddenly re claimed by some great moral shock. No man was more diligent in business, more punctual in fulfilling engagements, more active, earnest, huid-worklng than, Tom Morrough. He was the first ’In fair or market, the earliest to sow bis crops, the earliest to reap them. Everything prospered with him, he lost hlsjold sobriquet of “to-morrow” and might hare claimed In institution that of to-day;” and Tom’s word was now a guarantee for who ever he said and wbat-cver he promised, that he did withoutfoil. It was about n year after this change that Tom went to London on a matter of basineas. and I accompanied him. Yon may be euro that the cob was well harnessed, and that wo were up to timeat the railway station. When we had executed our business, and were on oar return to the Ixmdon station, Tom suddenly espied afcab with n tingle passenger in it. S nick as thought be bailed a hansom, and de- ring roc get in, told the driver, as he entered to follow the one pointed oot with the white hone, and never foee right of it. As we drove along he said, “If Joe White is in the world, he is in that cab.” Tbe cab which we were following drew np nt n boose neer the Tower, audits fore got out end went In. We were up In a moment .and at the door. •We want to set the gentleman who has just gone in.”aid Tom. “An"old acquaintance,” ho added, slipping a shilling into tho hand of the girl who stood In the doorway. “First-floor back, sir,” said sho, making way; nnd up we went. In a moment wo wore-in the room, and suro enough, there was Wliito seated at the tabic, Ho instantly recognise! us, nnd springing up, tried to rush by us and mako his escape, But Tom caught him iu his arms and bold him fast. White was now at our mercy. Turning tlcggfilly on us, he said “Wliat do you want?” “I want/ said Tom, “(he restitution of tho money yon robbed mo of." “I ^enu’t give it to you, I am a pan- l*r.” "Then you’ll stand yom trial for oiubo/.zlo- incut and breach of trust, Jack, go for n policeman; I’ll be able to tako care of this fol low while you are away." I was just almut to go for the purpoxo when the door waa opened, and iustopitcd un elderly gentleman. "White,” fnhl lie, “I have come here as you desired, anil have brought tin* money with mo, but who uio these guntlcnmn? Frieudr, I sup pose?” "Well, not quite that,” said Tom, “bmt old ac quaintances.’ ’* licroppn a full explanation took pi ice. White c.ou)tl not deny tho emhezxlemcnt of tho trust funds, of which wo gave ample proof, tho money derived from the salo of which ho had deposited with the gcntlenmu who hod just on- tcicil. This latter looked at White with an expresssbn of surprise miuglcd with disgust; then, turning to Tom, said— “Sir, I entreat you to bellovo that I am wholly ijnionint of the transaction which you have just mentioned. The inouoy was deposit ed witli me upon a dWVrent statement,. I am quite ready to buml it nvortoyou now, if Mr. Whito consents, aud gives me an acquittance. If not, I shall certainly not give it to linn, but will hold it to abide tho result of any stops you may take.” White saw it was in vain to resist, so the money was bunded ovor to us both— good Bank of Engbiml notes. Then wo all joined in a receipt, and Tom anil I took our departure. “Well, Tom," said I, when wo were bowling away to his imnkcni to deposit tho money, “let me congratulate you on your good forttino. I don’t think there are. inauy men who would liavfc so quickly recognized White, or run him to cover so keenly. I confess I nover should have known him. He hud a black wig instead of his sandy hair, and ail his light brown beard and whiskers were ahnved clean off.” •“Aye,” replied Tom, “but I knew tho cut in his forehead, to xay nothing of his hawk’s oyo and Homan nose. Well, I think 1 was pretty lively this time, nt all events, took time by tho fore-lock for once in my life—eh, Jack?" You may well lnslievo Ihnfc wo had a hearty welcome when we arrived at Tom’s houso that evening; and so it war that his own readlnoss nnd alacrity recovered in the end what his carelessness had lost. Iu a few days tho money was well apd safely invested in tho names of two trustees, of whom I was ono; and Tom goes on prospej^pg more nnd more, bis favorite adage nofly being. “Attach In time savcj nine.' v U SENSITIVE MONKEY From tho f'hlcnfo Nowx. In tho monkey’s cage at ono of the public re sorts in this city is a very largo and somowbat aged prehensile monkey. Owing to his ago ho is xomewbnt given to staid ness, and, whore younger monkeys are wont to pranco about und cut up antics, ho ofton retires into a cornor to deeply ponder over somo abstract problom in monkey philosophy. Soiuo timo ago ho con tracted a skin d iscaac, tho ravages of which have sadly disfigured Ills countcnanco. As it causod him little or uopaln ho paid littloajtsntiontoit. The younger monkeys in the cage hnvo guyod him occasionally, but ho was in blissful igno- lanccof the cause of their jibes. For tho last fow days there have been several broken bite of looking.glaae in tho cage, with which tho younger monkers have been onjovlng them selves. Tho old monkey at last haa his curios ity aroused, and lio riipi>cd down, took a piece of tbe glass away from a smaller monkey and then climbed on to a porch iu order to investi gate with In coming dignity. First ho critical ly examined the back of tho glass with a very knowing look on hia disfigured foce. Then ho turned it over. Tho moment ho saw tho re flection of his own conntenaiico ho camo near foliing backward from tho perch, while an exprearion of horror overspread his foce. For a moment ho was ■tuiiD» d. Then ho pulled his chin whisker* meditatively, and finally screwed up enough tour ago to look in the glass again. It con firmed all its worst auspicious. With a howl he threw tho glass from him aud went raving about tho cage. All the little monkevs wore horror-stricken, nnd kept out of tho old man’s way. After a while ho got another pioco of glass, inspected his disfigured countenance, and vainly tried to rub away the white spots. Failing in this, ho gave up in despair, and •gain took to raving. Ho has refused to eat since he made the discovery, and will allow no Pin 1 to look Ujn in the focc. His heart soetus broken. TUE PRETTY PICKPOCKET. Lillian Kmith, tho pretty girl, who was ar retted in New York three i or four days ago as a pick pocket, tells tho following story of how she was taught to pick pockets: About a month ago I went to live with Mrs. t mlth, a f riend of my mother. I was there about a wc« k when ono day she took me onaThlrdave- u% elevated railroad train to Fourteenth street We went toward Mscy’s. When near tbe store Mrs. Hmltb Mid to me: We must not be seen together. You go In first. I wl[l meet you Inside.’ We met inside and Mrs. Smith said to me: 1 ‘look around. I would like to find a pocket- >k heie wme place/ We both went up stairs, but I came down in a fow minutes, and saw a satchel on one of theooun- tern with a lady standing by. I walked over, and when she looked around I took the pocketbook out of tbe satchel, brought It up stairs and gave It to Mrs. Smith She went into the toilet room, took the ‘ om the pocketbook and threw, the book Ve then came down stain and she bought metwo night dresses. On our way up town there- youare?ia smart, bright girl/ ” ’•Twodftjxsfter Mrs. BmJthtold tome. 1 would ..je to bare some mn town nnd get romef After, taking out lh* »oMr t I Jbre* Uw vent down to Ui br. ki. .11 oat nr f j) After taking out tbt moony I Tockcttaoka Into tbo gutter In th. unit home. I handed tho nwa tmlih. Kha had company at lha tli not ray anythin, to me. A Caw da] *“ “willan, I need nu mor. money. Can you ntgrt meaoawT* "I raid, 'Iguoaan. I wlllfo down town ud try.’ lifforugolnr ahe gart ma twenty eaula to ray my fare. J went to lfearn’a .tomand note two taken thw money out, m f dJd wot want to b. ar- jaSar , * rt A 1Mek afta, {S, ,'jg? Fourteenth atreta, and took from thtaa iajchala About a week afterMra timlih brought laodiwo toMern’nwoce,inTwtniy UilrdaUoaa. ^UtoUtwo otaem^^Vwretheta to Hn. (mith and k$ tbe K. with wh<rh 1 bought mme thing., nt west It Kt tltdy Wend; 1 went bnoe.” THE PUNKEY REUNION. Uy Wallace P. Reed. For Thu ContUiutlou. Many of my readers are doubtless acquainted with the Dun key*. Few families have made more noise in tho world, and 1 know of no gemtino first family with a larger circle of con nections. Of course. I cannot, in this brief sketch, attempt Anything like a biography of any t *of the Duukcya. My purpose is simply to relato a little iucident growing out of my iutercourse with Mr. Green Duukoy and hix cstimablo wife, au incident which I make bold to say reveals.a phase of human uaturc as rare as It is interesting. When the tumultuous anarchy of fashionnblo boardinghouse lifo brought mo into iutinmto relations with tho Dunkey*, I folt thit l hud at it'ht found congenial spirits Mr. Green Duukoy wax fat, jolly nnd easy-going, Mrs. Green Duukoy was slim and vivacious. They were both ou tho elderly order, so far ns years go, and youthful in their tastes nnd habits. My wlfo shared my favorable impressions, und wo fell in love with the Dunkeys on the tpot. <>nc bond of union between us was the f iiuiiartty of our pursuits. I win n newspaper man. Mr. Dunkcy solicited and wrote tho ad vertisements for nn occasional publication is sued by tho house in whicli ho was employed. “Wo literary fellows,’’ wild Mr. Duukey, ono oveuing, “must stick together. Evory mail's Imnd is raised against us. Wo are not under stood, not appreciated. But it is all right. When wo are banded together wo can afford to laugh at a cold nnd sordid world.” Mrs. Dnnkey followed with a delivcranco on tbo same lino. For so rapid a talker, sho was wondeifully impressive. Sho generally rat tled off nlmut two hundred and forty words to the minute, but her high-keyed voice nnd penetrating enunciation made'each word hit rtrds forgot the Her words had an adhesive quality. Sometimes, when sho was talking, it Boomed to me that I could feci them sticking to mo like so many porous plasters. So strong was this impres sion tlmt I frequently caught myself in the act ot’ gingerly putting myself in motion witli a view to nxcertnining to what extent tho plasters impeded my movements. Tho sociability of the Dankovs was posit! voly too charming for anything. They had no falso pride, no false notions about anything. They w ere ns much In a stato of nature as anybody keeping up with tho fashions could be. Until wu met this interesting family, my wifo and I hod been in tbo habit of devoting what wo con- sidored a reasonable number of hours to sleep. But tho Dunkoys changed all that. Thoy made it a nolnt to spend overy uight In our room until 12 or 1 o'clock. To say that wo were entertained by tho con- vt iMMioi) of ,bur visitor*, expresses it too faint- out a care in the world. “My dear,” said Mrs. Dunkoyto my wife, late one night or rather early iu tho morning, as she tripped lightly back to our room after finishing ono of her usual visits; "ray dour, I borrowed a littlo change of you yexterday. I.cl me return It now. It was—it was five dol lars, wusn’t it? No, it was four or throe. Whicli was it now? Wai It four or three? Did yon ray three? Woll, here it is. There is noth ing like attending to these littlo matters before they are forgotten. Good* night.” “Did you straighten it out?" I *skod my wife. “It istoo bad," sras the answer. “What is tho matter?" was mvnext question. “Oh, nothing much. And yet it is un pleasant * things occur, llow much do you to liuvo such t “Tho suppose the old lady borrowed?” "Threo dollars,” I replied, sleepily. "No, It wsa five.” “Well, why didn't you tell her so?” “I could not do it,” said my wife. Donkeys have such a contempt for money; tnoy have such liberal ideas that I do not like to be alwnya reminding them of these little mat ters." “Always!” I repeated. “Always!” Do you often have such tiaiuactioiu?” “Yea, Indeed; every week or ao.” I u as too sleepy to think it out, but that night I dreamed that hy a well-regulated sys- t< m of financiering Mrs. Dunkey sucrecde l in making two dollars a week out of ns, or a yearly total of something over a huudred dol- I re. My attention was repeatedly drawn to thoso trifles, and the effect would have been irritat ing If I had not been so strongly attached to my new friends. But I could not he severe in nosing judgment on pcojde who were so unself ish, so warm-hearted and so affectionate. Bo- •idea, Mr. Dunkcy was a literary man. The incident, howover, which made the greatest impression upon me, was tho fotnily reunion of thn Dunkeys. Tills took place dur ing the holidays, and nothing else was tslkod of at my fireside for weeks in advance. Night after night it waa poured Into our cars, and by degrees I got pretty Woll acquainted with all or tho Dunkeys belonging to tho Green Dunkey branch. The reunion was intended to bring together nil of the Dunkoys In the south who were nob in sympathy with Mr. Fink Dunkey. Just what Mr. Pink Dunkey had done to bring upon hlmselr a »ort of ex-communication, I could rot understand; Imt it must have been some thing awful. Whenever bh name wsa men tioned a frown cams over Mr. Green Dunkey's foce. “Don t exclt* youraelf," hit wife would tor. “Tho man hu brought it til uponhlmwlf. I^tSblm go.’ lien then would be »tllenco of a fall min ute, oml 1 would punch tho flro to conceal my ■Kitatlon. Hr Wife told mo that tho fall oner- mitr of Hr. link llunker’t wickednea* htd bun concealed from her. but oh. htd hoard enough to ho utltlod that Pink bad mu S can before beartleatlr .topped lending Hr. recn Dunker moner, teeoiiipnnrlog hia re fuel I with the brutal adrlco to go to work. After hearing tbla, I did not wonder at tho „r i,i. friend, to leave their out of their foia.lv The preparation! fortlio ra unlen want rowed mr big demUohn for tha otraalen. It au alout half full, but I did not lika to men tion it, thinking that Hr. Duukoy would prob- * b Thotwrnlut*b»fera tho reunion Mr. Duuker called me Into hia room aa aoon u I entered “SitdOTTO, old fellow," mid ha ehetrilr- "I want to tall TOO aometbing, and I can tell It better when Mn. Dunk, , la out of tha war- ~ la in joor wlfe'a room at praaent.” Halted to bear what mr ganlal friend had ^’-riia reunion la off," mid Mr. Danker. “What!" I exclaimed In amazement. “Yea” wu tbo rcoponae, -t'llr.g. bare pointed that war tor auroral dojvand now wa know It" "Ko had newa£ hope?. 1 ’ “Ka," anawgrad Hr. Dunkey,-So ta* nswt You arc Mn. Dunkey and I have been talking 'his nutter over. Now, you know ahe wu a Blink, y. daughter of Colonel Slink- cy. She lusialed that tho Slink* ryn roust bo invited. I consented, bnt llicrc ore difficulties In the way.” I intimated that th jy might not be Insuper able. “But thoy arc.” replied Mr. Dunkcy. “you see thero is Toro Slinkey. We can't inrite hlmbenusc ho Is in the Innstic asylum. It would ho absurd to Invito- a lunatic, you know.” There was no reply to lie made to thit, and ho continued: “I | would liavo Invited Tip Slinkoy," he raid, “hut Tip Is down with the jlnpanm. You wouldn't invite a ease of tho jlmjams ton family reunion, would yuuY” 1 shook roy hood. “Thou there la Bob Sllnhoy - Bob haa a queer afllictlonsomething like St. Vitus' dance. He is liable at any minuto to bo solsod with the Jerks and upset the table or stick a fork not understand him. Now you would. Yon would llko Bull. Some of thoae days I'll bring you together." I said something or other, I luvo forgotten what, “So yon seo,” said Mr. Dunkey, “I can’t In vite tbo Slinkeys when threo of their moat .. rys. the Judge, llo’i undergoing hia impeachment trlaland couldn't eomo. Tho colonel Is about tu ho sold out by the shorin' and don't feel In a fcstlvo meed. There are lady ruombem of tbe family, tn bo Bare, but they bare not yot emerged from tho overwhelming wreck ot the fort tinea of tbo Blinkova caused by tho unfortn- nato, siul, I may say, fratricidal strife between tbe states. In a wont, thire Isa lack of moana among my wlfe’a relations. So, aa wo oould not get them here, my wife and I bavo agrood to give np tbe whole thing." “The Slinkeya seem to bo unfortunate," I remarked. “It la bail about tho poor fellow in the asylum." “Yes,” answered Mr. Dunkey quiokly, “and that reminds mo that most of the Slinkeys ora unsound mentally. Ilaro you nover notlood an insane streak in my wife?" "No, of course not,” said I, vory firmly. my ’ o, uwumi uOt, Sbn, *, 1U.J . w . should olieorve her closely. Her abnor mal and exhaustive verbosity, tho unnatural brilliancy ot her eyoa—why, air, It la plain to mr that she sometimes border, on lunacy." I made some czetisa fur leavtog. It was lolnful tu bo raodo tbo reolplont of suck con fidences. Mrs. Dnnkoy was In my room when I en tered. Sho waa explaining to my wife irbf tho reunion bad boon abandoned. "It was out of tho nutation,'' tho said, "and we saw It alter considering it n littlo. Did I ever speak of the Insanity In tbo Dunkey bm- My wife told her that ahe had nevor heard of It. '."There are doaena of lunatics among thorn,” explained Mrs. Dunkey. "Haifa dozen are In tho asylum in tbla stale, and three are confined In Alabama, two In North Catollna and one in Arkansas. You know that my husbind la not ozaetly right In his headT” “You surprise mo!” crlod my wife In alarm. "Oh, everybody knowa It "saidMrs.Dunkey "He’s perfectly harmless, it b truo, bnt then tine never knowa how a mania may turn out. liut there areotlior thlnga tn tho way. To aay nothing of the lunatic Donkeys, there b ono In Toxni who hna been nrreeted for hone abat ing and can't como. Major Duukoy haa gone to California hunting hia wife who tan away from him last week, and thn Hon. Cicero Dunkey fell down and cracked fib skull tho other night when going homo from a banquet. With tkeao away, our party would bo o dull afiklr, Tho other Dunkoys would not enjoy it, and to tell you tho truth, I don't much care to see them.” His. Dunkoy’a talk, with what I had Just hoard from her husband, made mo feel gloomy. Ono thing, however, stmok me. I had at last found pennlo who had no akelelbn in thalr closet. Tho Donkeys had abaolntoly nothing to conceal. They told It all, aud without re serve. It ciiuo with a shock to me to have my rela tions with the Dunkeys rudely severed, bnt on the very day fixed for tho feotlve gathering, my frienda moved to a distant quarter of tho city, end 1 have alnco loot sight of them. trenie. I am not sore that It to to lie com mended. It woo all so new to me, ao surprising that 1 bavo nut felly made up my mind alroutlt RESULT OF*A QUAnnBt.. Bonyoir, December S».— 1 Tho detaib of aaen- •allonal tragedy, resulting In the death of tiro ' girls, who will bo burled In Mount Hopo cemetery tomorrow, are printed thb morning. The matter, althongh known to tho antboriUea for some time, haa been sacredly guarded, and ant a breath of the afiklr has before been made public. Sadie Bigelow and Llasle Hart, aged respectively, eighteen and nineteen yean, camo to Beaton two or three years ago, and •ecuraii employment in a Urge dry good* houso here. Badlo fell iu love with s respectable business man of thb city, and they were married. Boon after, however, they sep arated, owing, It b mid, to tbe husband's abuse. Tbe two girb want to New York, and were employed there for a time In a largo retail houso, but returned to Boston, where they formed the acquaintance of two young men. On Christmas night the four were together at a home on Bowdcren street, and drank wlno there. > Before separating they bad a serious dispute. The men, however, pat the girb sboerd a rex cn rente to their Bonth End lodging. The girb were In an excited state when they boarded tbe car, and at once discussed with each other plana for taking their own Uvea. Leaving tho car they obtained two boxes of "Bough on Bata," and bnrricd to their rooms, mixed the poison In their tooth brush n — and swallowed it. Sadie took an oveedoeo did not feel ita effects as soon as did who sank Into a deep stupor. Sadie, re what had been done, rushed into tbe end hurried lack to tho Bowdcren boose, where tho young^men atilt were. FI tin in, ahe Implored them to hurry to tho End boom and aare Lizzie. By tt poison waa taking effect upon Bailie log herself upon the bed ahe writh /Radical aid wu aummoned, but after hours Cf suffering she died. Tbo young men finally decided to go to Limb's houso aud break tbo news to her. They called there and upon reaching Lizzie’s room ebo was found lying dead upon her lied. Clnverlus'a Efforts for 1 Biciimosd, Vs., tha modem nod murderer of sign a petition asking the governor reprieve until they meet. When meets, Clnvertoa ' rrurrr 1ft