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Pur Story
is?
Benson's Conclusion.
By Angela Orlppeu-Oavi...
From tho New York Voice. * ,
James Erastns Benson, was a dltciplo of cul
ture. It was his theory that tho highest order
of emotion and affection, was only to bo found
associated with cultivation. Ho beliovod the
■nperlor forms of heroism, solf-sacrlftoo and.
love, wore impossible with tho “rnde, unletter
ed msues,” as he expressed it. They might in
deed ci 1st, bnt tho manifestations of them
Would bo isforior in klud and minor In degree.
Naturally, ho had boon £om in Boston. Provi-
denco would have committed a great error to
havo located him any where else iidoQjWbase
vhe 2^'iyt 2.;. Bu^ten l.c.i, bi-levad he'wej'd
have declined opening his oyes in snotiiorspst.
He was slightly persimiatic, and decidedly dys
peptic. (There iss popular belief that tho latter
inclndeathe former.) And one day his physi
cian bold him there was also some bronchial
affection that tho climate of his nativs Now
Engtaud aggravated, and strongly advlsod him
to go sontb for tho winter.
It was late January when ho found himself
in a hotel In southern Georgia. This hotel was
a hugo, rambling affair, built of framo, with
Verandaa running round about it Tho house
was chiefly filled with women and children, It
was a kind of sanitarium built in tbo midst of
pino woods,
£ Whoso balsamic perfumes carry healing ou their
wings."
Ho walked out ou tho veranda. It was Fob-
wary and an early spring Somo ono had come
in from tho woods with branches of yellow
jessamine, now in bloom. A child held some
branches in its hands. He loaned over and in
haled the spicy fragrance of tho blossoms. The
child rau away shyly. He loikcd after, half
inclined to dill her back. He thought he would
like to have her talk to him, yet ho did not
know what to say. Ho had never known any
children. While he was standing there a stoat,
red-foccd man camo np to him in a way that
BIr. Benson would havo considered odiously
familiar in Boston; horc ho rathor liked it.
"Good-morning, good-morning, sir,” said tho
Stranger. "Isn’t your name Itonson?'
He admitted that it was in ns cordial a way
as his natural stillness would permit.
"Well, my name is Hatch, Henry Hatch, for
merly of Amherst, Mass. I camo from thcro
over forty years ago, when I was a boy. I used
to know some folks of yonr name up thoro.”
Then be sat sociably down on tho upper step
leading to the veranda and began a conversa
tion, in which Mr. Benson, to his surpiiao,
fennd himself joining with greatea.se.
Tho volnble Hatch soon proved, to his own
satisfaction at least, that the Benson family and
his own were old Acquaintances.
At the end of half an honr Benson found
liimsclf pledged to go the next day with his
new acquaintance one little trip up tho Okmul
gee river, "to see tho aborigines,” a 1 Hatch
put it.
The following afternoon, with an alacrity at
which he conld nut but marvel and fool half
ashamed, Mr. Benson equipped himself for the
jonrney. Ho even waited his companion's
deavored to induct the umbrella into an al
ready overflowing shawl strap. The umbrella
refused to bo coerced. Ho fought with it val
iantly, but to no purpose; it was a Scotch ging
ham umbrella, with tbo firmness of will "bruw
Scotchmen” are supposed to possess.
It fairly bristled with offensive points. It
struck bim in the eye; it poked and prodded
him till tho drops of agouy beaded his brow.
He almost made an inflammatory remark at lie
gave up tho strugglo,a»d carried tho triumph
ant umbrella in his hard.
What a walk he bad over that narrow plank
that was laid across tbctreetle work with wattr
blinking wickedly at him from below, aud the
umbrella doing its best to trip him np! Fiually
be shut his eyes and walked bv faith.
Onco over, they went down the inclined piano
that lod to the steamer.
Thero It lay, a new, brightly paintod littlo
boat. The captain was a big, red-faced, brawny
man, who had a habit of ornameuting his con
versation with plcturesqno expletive*.
Mr. Iknson experienced a shock of no mean
order when he found this same captiln looked
on bim as a being to In regarded with contempt
and pity for having been born “a yankeo.”
Tho encounter with the umbrella aud the
trestle-work walk bad left Bonsou rather limp,
and he retired Boon after supner. Tho boat did
not lenvo tho landtag till tho noxt morning,
and Mr. Benson waa up iu time to eat an only
break fast
Ho found "the powers that be” on that boat
were tho cook and a red Irish setter. Tho dog
lay in state, with ail mankind to stop over him,
or spent himself in barksof derision and wrath
of low degreo that might bo visible at tho sev
eral laud tags by tho way.
So they Journeyod, past cypress swamps,
where the hoary trees had waded oat In the
water beyond tho shore. There thoy stood,
mots that swayed mournfully in the
Sometimes there was a group of evergreen troes,
bright, vividly greon. Then a dash of glowing
scarlet, where a "black jack” oak stood in Its
autumnal foliage.
Everywhere was the yellow jessamlno,
"The darling of the springtime.”
In one place they saw it covering a grove of
low-lying scrub, making it a mass of dewy,
perfumed belle, that loaded tho whold air with
the rich dclidons odor, over which the wild
bees hovered,
"Droning lazily on heavy wing.”
Cl olden and purple butterflies flattered above
it, while, moat beantifhl of all, a ruby-throatod
hummingbird dashed in and out among tho
blooming fragrance, like a living JoweL
.l ore, under s rcnsrsblo cypress, a veritable
Hint Lear among trees. He dropped his mossy
locks over tbo jtntrds to close that they camo
sgtinst the cabin windows. A solemn old owl
set one blasted limb near the top, waiting for
his love, the night. Tho negro deek-hands
grouped themselves around 1
-fit a I
bush came with the night; t dark,
mysterious silence brooding along tho sb
Tbe woman left her sentence uudabshed
save by a long-drawn sigh.
"You could not bo blamed,” said ho.
"Thet-there aint the pint. That’s what I
wanted to ax yo’ when I thought vo’ waa a
preacbor man. I reckon yo' can toll mo any
wav. Do yo’ really reckon her soul would go
down to evcrlastiu’ torment, ef she'd kill her
self/”
The woman bent forward to bear hii answer.
The wind s'phcd in tbe branches overhead, aud
awung the grey mow mournfully.
Mary Lizy hid shut bor eyes, and sat dozing.
"I—I-ram sure—I—don’t quite know, my
good woman,—I—I—would really be obllgod
<» <Mnir avow 1* x*mi. ” oaid Mr. Benson bos*
“A WOMAN SCORNED.
to think over It awhile,’
itptingly.
The woman drew another long sigh, and was
eilent for a moment. The owl flew back to the
tree overhead, and seemed to bo mocking them
with bis boots.
"Thet’s it. thet’s jest it,” said she, In her
soft voice with it’s half plalntlvo drawl, "flit
ain't me I koer fur, kase he'd know it wasn’t
ray fault. But 1 reckon ’twould hurt him
mightily. Yo?, ’twould hurt him in his grave?
Tbir ain’t nobody knows the dead can’t see
what's gwine on up hyar ou theyearth.”
the drew her hand across hor eyes, and her
voioo broke a littlo as sho continued:
" 'Pears like I never could koer fur nobody
bnt Jim. An’—an’—I like to fool he knows
wbst I’m doin’ fur his sake.”
"Who was slim?” a«kod Bonson.
"He waa the man 1 ’lowed to marry onset.
Ho was mighty fond of me, he was. He was
tho era' k shot of tho settlement, Jim was.
Ef a wild turkey or a deer was rallied, Jim waa
tho one to kci ry i t off. Jim he’d got our house
finished, two rooms an’ a patch of ground
cleared fur garden truck, an’ my woddin’ frock
was msdo. Hit was white muslin with a bine
posy spilggea over it
"I never coaid bar to seo thet thar frock. I
yallow a-layln’ by, but I rockon I'll be laid out
In it when I’m dead.”
Here she pausod again and gazed into the
fire.
Mr. Benson asked:
"Did Jim die?”
“No, not terrcckly. We’d dono been mir-
ried of mother hadn't tuck sick. She’d had a
misery in her head all spring, an’ she waa sick
mightily. Sometimes wo'd think tho was plum
gone. W< * *
cne to studiously placid.
When Hatch arrived, he surveyed the various
rs aava. s.aibu mt i • vets, us bias * u/W IUQ fgiiUi
articles cf luggage with an indulgoeat smile.
"1 don’t Me why you want to tote that um
brella for,” he remarked, at the same time in
dicating the article iu question with out
stretched finger.
"I never travel without my umbrella,” re
plied Benson somewhat stiffly.
"All right, suit yourself,” said Hatch, with
tbe manner of one who kindly consents to for-
idve little idiosyncrasies on the >srfc of his
friends.
They were to travel by rail to
and then take the boatu > the river. The first
part of the journey oco. jiod but a few hour*.
It was nearly snnMt whv \ they reached the
little station. It was liket he general ran of the
country stations In the south—a long wooden
building with a group of loafers on the plat
form, the track, with its glistening steel rails,
running between the stretch of inevitable pine
frees.
To Me Benson's utter consternation, he found
they wo. Id be obliged to walk a trestle over the
river, the boat being moored to the opposite
Lank. Mr. Hatch kindly relieved him of some
cf bis luggage, allowing him to retain his um
brella.
The Bostonian’s pockets wero staffed with
Various small articles that could not be crowded
into the valise, though be had considered them
necessary to his comfort. Mr. Hatch said he
waa reminded of pictures of the donkeys in
Italy, traveling with losded pannier.-*, but Mr.
Benton did not seem pleased when his atten
tion waa called to the resemblance,
ficfcrt starting to cross tho trestle, ho ea-
ior the spell of «iion«* to he broken. Tueu
what a cry would rise—a cry of regret, a 017
of despair, for something that conld never be.
The songs of the negroes roso with that wild;
wailing, mournful cadence peculiar to the molo-
dies of tho races that have been long in bond
age, as a protest that has gono up to high
heaven through all the ages.
"When the gluoral roll Is called,'
quavers an old gray hoadod negro,
••I'll bo dor, I’ll be dor."
chant the others in a kind of rofrain. Tho
flumes shoot up, making corio shadows amoug
tho ghosts of cypress trees standing in their
shrouds. It is nit so wierd. so unroal, so un
canny, that Mr. Bonson feci ? hi* norvos shakou.
He goes to his cibin and to bed. How long ho
had been asleep I10 did not know, Ho w.ia
awakened by hearing a woman scream. A late
moon hud risen, and waa sending n stream of
light through tho window.
IIo heard voices, nn<l thou footsteps Dress
ing hastily, bo went out on the guards. Tho
moon waa ju‘t above tho horizon, the daylight
whs not far off.. Tho (Ire tho dock hands had
built on shuro had gono out, save a few smoul
dering embera. Tho owl w.ur flitted to a trod
further np the bank, whero his "to-whltt, to-
whoe! whoo! whoo! ” wa3 echoed by anothor
in tho distance. On tho bank was a group male
up cf revert! men and two women. One of tho
tatter was struggling with tho men an l seemed
to bo trying to throw herself iuio the water.
Tho Glhur was talking to her in a soft, drawl
ing voice. It took him but a second to reach
■ the spot.
Seine cue stiircd the fue ami throw on somo
branches. it blazed up iu a column of datuo.
The women wero brought to the fire and soatod
cu the logs. Two deck hands led her who had
caused tho excitement.
“Dar now! bit down an’ ’havo yo’ aef,” said
ono of tbo negroes, pushing her into a sitting.
"What yo’ mean, carry in’ ou an’ rarin’ up, like
yo’ done gone lef yo’ senses? Hit aint any way
fo* any ooman to do, black or whlto.”
Tho woman's slat sun bonnet hod fallen off
her bend, tho long tauglcd black hair foil in
waky locks about her neck. Her faco was so
tallow as to bo almost orange color. Her oyes
were very black, and sunk deep into hor head.
About tbo mnscles of the mouth was tho weak,
wavering, uncertain look that confirmed
' tnufl-dippers” alwaysjiavo.
Tho other woman had taken ofl’ her bonnet
and laid it in her lap. Her light hair was so
grey that it Bhowod in streaks even in tho fire
light. bhe bad faded blue eyes, rather a pleas
ant face, with a weak chin and a vague uncer
tain look. Both womeu woro faded lavondor
calico dre.'ses, and strings of bluo glass beads
about tboir lank, colUrloss necks. Tho other
men walked off, with not very subdued re
marks concerning the uselessness of "poor
white trash.”
The cook came up grumbling, a few minuter
later, and handed tho woman who had tried to
chewing and mumbling it like a hungry dog
with a bone. Her companion watched her an
instant, then taming to Benson asked in tbe
rofr, sweet voice, common to southern women,
‘•Aint yo’ a preacher man?”
"Doyoamean a minister?” asked he. "If
yen do, let me aav, madam, that I am not.”
She sighed again, and held her feet toward
the fire to warm them. "You look like a
scholard.any way,” aheresumod, "an’ we all is
igDeraut. We never learned auything out’n
bocks.”
"Jim could read.” she added, with evi
dent pride. "He could read print lice anything.
I’ve seed him read out’u the New Testament,
like he was a preacher; hardly hod to skip aoy
of tho long words. It didn’t holp him any,
though, ef he waa & scholdard,” she said with a
sigh.
Who is Jim? naked Mr. Benson.
I’m coming to that terrocily. 1 reckon you’ll
be obliged to let me tell my story likel waut to.
I’m mighty sorry you’us isn’ij* proicher, bekoM
I'in mightily tore up in my mlud about'Msry
i.izzy over thar,” at the tame time indie iting
tho woman with the tobacco.
*‘W hat about her?” atked Benson.
“nhe's plum tientractcd to drown herself.
Tears like I’ll fly out my mind when I think
she mough do it when I watn't watching.
"I’m glnerally watcaia’. butif I was asleep
now an’ she'd du it an I dhl’ut know it—”
foot for Mary Uzj to come an'
Doip us. Thot thar Is hor," nodding hor hoad
toward tho othor, now fast asleop and snoring
audibly!
“Sho Is my cousin, Msry Lizy Is. Mother
kep’ a lingerin' along an' I nussln’ her, an' I
didn’t havo much time fur Jim. BlinsbyhltaU
klmoutihlm and Mary Llay had got to snakin'
lovo. Teared liko I’d dlo whan 1 found hit
out. I didn’t feel mad at Jim; be oiuldn't
help It I went down to the river bank whar
Jim waa. Hit was a bright day, an' the sun
was shinin’on the water, powerful. I katn't
ever see the snn on tho water, 'thout'n foolin'
the seme way as I did thet day.
•Bee L 'Jim, I’ve klm to glvo yo’ np to her.’
8ea I, Jim, onr Heav'nly Fm her knows I ain't
p .atliln' agin yo'.' And ho bnktod out erjjn’
'''■’velTweuiiedIt over. Jl*. h.-wanted
me to marry him any wijr. Bat, Herd! I
couldn’t do tbot thar. Toaredlike my hoait
would broak to hjar him talk. But I hilt on
to wliat 1 thought was right.
"Bime by ho loft me. The sun was gottin’
low. 1 was Mttin’on tho river bank. 1 watched
him goin’ up the path through tho bushes. I
knowed ho was goin’ to Mary Lizy. ’Beared
like I kind ’o lost my senses then. ’Poarcd
like I dono fo’gofrwhar I was. Whon I klm to
myself, ’turns fato night. Tho stars wosshinin’
nn' tho owls was hootin’ same as thot thar ono
in tbo treo.”
Mr. Benson felt an unacr luntablo lmsklnosi
in bis throat.
Why should this story, told by an Ignorant,
unlettered woman affect him la such a manner?
Ho leaned toward her And said:
"Well, go on.”
"Thar ain’t much mo’ to toll. They war
married nn’ thoy kep’ house in tho place Jlm'd
fixodforme. Mary Lizy was a well-lookin’
gal. Yo' wouldn’t reckon so now, Iratsho was.
But sho was no ’count. .Sho uso'n to dip snuff
liko wc all’s do, but sho dipped pow’Ail,tn’ sho
chewed, an’ she smoked constant, Hho luk to
Tkin’whiskey mightily, too. Hit onsottlod
her nerves. Her baby died, an’ thet was a
bltsain’. Jim raid so. Five years a*o cotno
this spring, ho died. I was thar thot night
Ho tuk hold my baud. Sez ho: 'I ain’t scon :i
happy minit,’ sez he; ’an’ I’m sorry.’ Then I
seen the detth-sbadders crooning up bis faco,
but I couldn’t cry. Teared liko somethin’
choked mo; but 1 couldn’t cry. Mary Lizy
had been gwino on cur’as fur somo days, an'
thet thar night sho tried to drown horsolf.
•Said sbo would, first or last; nn’ Jim ho bilt
dost to my band. 8cz ho: ’Don’t let hor do
thot thar. She’s ont’n hor head, sho is, but I
reckon her soul would bo dono lost of sho killed
herself. Don’t let her go to torment.’ His
oyes looked wild while ho was talkin’, bnt ho
calmed down when I promised tor watch hor.
"He died beta’ day-break—’poarcd liko 1 was
glad an’ 6orry both.
Thet’s all. I’m jest watchln’ Mary Lizy.
2’s gottin' wuss. ’ J’wouldn’t bo so hard If
she war sick in bed; but I reckon It don’t mat
ter ef I kin koepupwitb her. .Sometimes whon
I’m asleep 1 see Jim. Hit ain’t a dream— hit's
him—his sperrit—he known all 'bout it.”
Thon her vole© fell to a lower key. as sho
added :”I kaiu’t help thinkln’ 'twill bo diffe
rent in tho next world. Hit ain’t tho saunas
this hyar yc&rth. I feel liko Ood Almighty
will let me an’ Jim keer fur each other, up
thar.”
While tho had been talking, tho dawn had
crept noiselessly over tbo oarth. It ahowod tho
gray river sweeping along under the graver
sky; the dreary winds swaj'ing tho most like
funeral wreaths; the cypress trees standing to
the ir knees in the water; the last waning moon
beams stealing across the hill tops.
Colorless, devoid of light, of everything
that can mako lifo worth living, was this life,
passed in this dreary wilderness; parsed in he
roic lelf-iaerifice, whose extent she herself did
not comprehend!
But the man who listened to her, his eyes
moist with onuiual tears, felt that his fine-
span theories of differences in human nature
were swept away as though they had been
cobwcU.
By'Wallace I*. Reed,
For The Constitution.
Sherman’s victorious legions were rolling
liko a tumultuous bluo torrent through the
streets of tho captured city.
It was the most important stronghold of tho
confederacy, and the bravo defenders hod
fought liko heroes.
At latt tho thunders of tho big siege guns
bad died away. With waving bannors and
exultant music tbo triumphant federals rushed
over tho dismantled redoubts, aud swarmod
into tho shattered town.
“Jt fs a grand sight.”
I turned to look at the speakor.» It was Mr.
Blank, a prominent citizen, who liad always
been known as a strong con fedora te.
"Do you like it?” I asked.
"Yes; it is what I havo loogod for. It was
hard work to act a part, to hido my union
principles, but I had to do it. Now I am froo
I am under the old flag, and among friends.”
He spoke boldly, with the consciousness that
ho was overheard by the citizens and soldlors
it round us.
At first it seemed a little nueer to mo. _
knew Blank well. Nothing had ever been said
against him in tho community. Ho had como
to tbo place with his wifo some ton years be
fore. The two wire liked by their acquaint-
smca and respected by all. Blank prospered
in Luolnors. and wps always on thepopnlar side
In politics. Ho was ono of tho first to wear
a tcctfeiun cccktulo, aud he was always ready
to serve the confederacy with his tonguo am
pt n.
As I sauntered about, thinking of Blank and
his sudden cou version to tho union cause, I mot
othcis who surpriecd mo by declaring that they
lind been secretly in sympathy with tho foder
ols from tbo first.
I iter in the day I saw Blank everywhere.
Bo bitd blossomed out as a sort of mastor of
cmmonUs, and was taking in tho town with
a mob of generals and coionols, showing thorn
all tho points of interest, and tolling tho story
of Ms 'tal'ciings under what ho callod the
rebel military despotism.
"Kxcuso mo. sir, but I was told that you
knew Mr. Blank, and could toll mo whoro to
find him.”
The dark-faced littlo lady hod stopped mo
on the strict, and thero was a look of anxiety
in her bright eyes. Sho was evidently
_ MM -1 - A — — ...I.M T Jl,1 M.l L MAM M. ..
stranger and a travclor. I did not know much
about fcininitio fashions, but I could sco that
hcroostumo was a point or two ahead of any
thing that 1 hod seen.
"I am his wife, and I must find him.”
What was the woman wring? For a mo
ment I was bewildered; His wife! 1 knew
Blank's wifo, a quiot, sad-looking porson, who
was completely wrnppod up In her hatband
and children.
My indignation was too much for my dis
cretion. I blurted out aomethlng about a mis
take, and Bald vary emphatically that 1 had
known iot only Mr. Blank bat Mrs. Blank
ferst least ten yean.
rat icon icn years. - /
"1 Jcared us much,” was the! sorro 1
"And wbat do you propose doing?” I asked.
"God knows. Tho Impnlso of tho
. moment
Will guide mo. Bat he mast leave that
woman. I aru his wife, and tho world must
know it.”
Hor faco woro a now expression, 8he looked
like a lioness ready to spring upon her prey.
" It is bod for Blank.” I muttered to myself,
"Lut it is uouo of my buslnow.”
At such a tiiLO, and amid such oxcltiug
seems, I did not feel called upon t tprulmg
my conversation with tho strangor. Giving her
Mr. Blank’s addreas, I walked off.
Many families were then rofugoolug north
wind, and it was .my understanding thit tho
Blanks were to leave that very day. Perhaps
their train was gono. In that event Mr. Blauk
v'ouid avoid a very unploasAiit mooting.
But thero wasi no such good luck in store.
An I turned a corner I cirao upon a crowd en
gaged in an altercation in front of tho provost
marshal's ollice.
I knew that tho strango woman wasthetruo
Mis. Blank us suon as 1 saw her confronting
her husband. Without beating what had boon
raid,! could still guess at enough to satisfy mo.
Blank, however, was a sharp, quick-wittod
fellow, and bo wan playing a daring gamo.
• Yet,” ho said to tho provost marshal, as I
edged into tho gronp, "this woman is a coufod-
cnit< spy. Her object in claiming mo m hor
buhlmud is possibly blackmail, or it Is to oxcito
f>3 mp.ithy. Fortunately, tho people horo all
know me, and 1 am wife. But if you do not
si rest this spy you will regret it. Hold her a
few days, and you will get evidence enough to
linrig licr.
The fellow’s assurance was wonderful. It
was easy to ece that tho oliicors were favora
bly impressed.
"It is an infernally odd business,” said tho
marshal, "bnt at your requost, Mr. Blank, 1
feel it my duty tu arrest the woman and mako
&n investigation.”
Mrs. Blank did not shrink or glvo way to dc-
rpair.
• You will get a few days’ grace by this
dodge,” the hmsed, "but i'll get evou with you
Showing Row ITon Are Sat On*
From the Washington Critic.
A little Sixteenth street girl waa interview
ing the preacher.
“Ain’t God good?” the atked, earnestly.
"Of onurre He Ir, mj child,” asid the pastor.
“And it isn't wrong to nay w, U1.?'• ihe contin
ued.
“Certainly not.”
"Ibat'a what I told mamma.'
•Why, mjr child,” said the pastor in amazement,
•your mamma did not say He was not good, did
i he'*'
No, sir, not exactly; but at breakfast this morn
ing when papa took a mouthful of coffee, he said
Kood God,' t ud mamma told him there was no
a’t the best la
Too Bad for His Jurisdiction*
From tbe Washington Critic.
In tbe police court:
Jrnlre—What is four occupation?
l'rtjcner—I’m a poet, your honor.
Judxe—Here. Mr. Officer, take tbo prisoner be
tare thv grand jury.
friin was marched off tatween two soldiors,
and when 1 glanced around for Blank ho had
disappeared.”
The man had succeeded in getting rid of his
pmtucr for tho time. How would it all end?
In tho course of a tavr hours I learnod some
thing more. Blank and bis family had loft tho
city for eomo unknown point iu tbo north
west.
< if coerce a supposed spy It not treated with
tnuch.conslderation.anrl Mrs. Blank for a week
or so hor) a rough experience. Finally she wss
released upon tho condition that she should
go north of the Ohio river and remain there.
Asthis was just what sho wanted, sho took tho
nest train.
The years rolled on, aud the war faded into
a half-forgotten chapter of history. Tho his
toric city rendered famous by its siege, by Us
heroic resistance, aud by Us marvelous rise
from the ashes of iis deflation, remained my
home as of yore.
When the refogeoa returned to the town as
most of them did In the course of time, coming
horn every quarter of the compass, and from
every civilized country, it waa not difficult to
recall tbo names of tho mining. The Blank
f*mi ! y never returned.
More than once tbe lifctb* domesti: drama In
which the Blanks were ceutral figures came
Into my mind, and I wondered how it had
turned out. 1 still felt that t’ae woman who,
had hunted Biank down bad told the truth
ar.d 1 believed that sho would keop her pledge
to get even with him.
Blank’s fato w#s revealed to me by accident.
One day I picked up a Chicago paper, and,
without feeling any special interest In the
matter, I found mjbclf reading au account of a
inyatciioua murder. The first paragraph was
os fellows: .. .
-I ale yesterday afternoon Mr. Blank, a
well knewn broker, was found dead In hu office,
at No H Greet High street. He had been *tei.i*ri
through the heart, end when found had probably
!<cn dead for more than an hour. Tnerc wat
only a ri ght elew to the Ipeq etraior of the cil ue.
AK'utZemaa occupying the adjoining office In-
lady virited Mr. Blauk and high words ensued be-
tinu it ai>
deserted .
lief that this woman returned yes
terday and committed the murder. Mr.
Biank waa about fifty live years old, and loaves a
larne estate to Ids wife and children. IIo oamt
here from the couth at tho close of the war, and
speedily built up a nourishing business. Although
rerident of the city of- at Iho time when
od by iho ur ‘
it was captured b 7 •*.« ..v « •»,>.
citizen, aud for tlmUrcason ho decided to remalu
hi io after tho war."
So this was tho end of tho tragedy!
Tbo truo Mrs. Blank had found hor scoun
drelly husband at last, and had glutted hor
vengeance!
There was not the slightest doubt of tho
Identity of tho parties. For somo time after
that I watched tho Chicago paiwrs, bnt the
murderers was never found, roesudy she will
lc&d this sketchy chapter of her life’s history.
If tho docs read It, I hope sho will find noth
ing In it of an offonsi vesture. Itisnnploas-
ant to have a controversy with a lady, and I
nm determined not to be drawn into ouo with
Mrs. Blank.
a union forces, he was a loyal
NOT A SOUL LEFT
The Loss of tbo Beating Btoamer Bagla Oonflrmai -
Of vT Two Hundred and Vlflg Fo'ipla Feriaa-
Bad Beenes at the TtUgraph bffl ?a In 9t.
Johns-Otber Haws or tbo Affair.
PAUL. BOYTON’S SCHEME.
New Yobk, March ‘J8.—[Sneelal.]—lUptnin
Tnul Boyton, with his swimming outfit, sailed
on tho-pilot boat Fanny (No. 17), which left
here under Captain John Harps last Friday.
His Intentions woro to stay on board until tho
Philadelphia stoamcr was sighted, throw him
self overboard, signal tho steamer and swim in
her woke to thoro. Captain Aftken, who ac
companied tho Fanny on tho rrulso, arrivod
yesterday on tho bark Nereid from Havana.
Ho said ho left tho Fanny Baturday. fihe was
then about thirty-five miles east southeast
f rum Absccum light. Captain Boyton was then
on board awaiting the sight of tbo etoamer.
Captain Edward Dovlin, who was also on the
pitot boat, said ho :loft hor yosterday
at two o’clock, aud enmo to tho city on tho
ub mu u uuvn, nuu utuiu iu mu iivjr uu tuu
bark Bonny Dccn. When ho loft the boat
Captain Boyton had boeomo tired waiting, and
had donneu hia rubber suit and cliargod bis
littlo paper signal cannon, preparatory to
launching himself into tho oco an. He had
given up tho Idea of waiting for the steamer,
and iotendrd to swim ashore. Tho ferry wat,
then about forty-flvo mi less oast southeast from
Absccum lights. Tho son was hoavy, lie said,
und tho wind blowing half a galo from the
renth. Tho thy was overcast with threatening
clouds, and a storm was expected overy min-
uto. Tho captain, ho said, was determined to
accomplish his feat, and woBdfBhooiful
and confident. "Tho surf mast havo
bcon fearful,” ho said, "and it would bo lm«
possible for him to land without killing him
self.” Tho gonoral opinion bore yesterday
was that If thv reckless swimmer had started
to swim ashore the probability was that ho
would bo drowned. Considerable joy woo
manifested in tho city this ovonlng when
>wn that Captain Boyton hod ar-
becemoknown _ . .....
rived at l’rovidonco, B. I., having been picked
up by the steamer after ho had beofi battling
with the wind* and waved for *
St. .TonN*, N.F., March 31.—Tho reported
loss of the steamer Eaglo is confirmed by tho
discovery of tho wreckage on Bona vista bay.
The crew numbered two hundred and fifty
men and thero is nothing to show that any
one wr a saved. Tho steamer was lost on tho
shoals near Fank island, off Bonavista bay. Do-
, bris, consisting of deck ladders, forccastlo dock
and cooking gear, with tbe steamer’s name,
were found on tho ice,and tho inhabitants aro on
tho outlook for tho bodiosof tho drowned.’
Tho rendition of the wrockago leads to tho be
lief that the vessel was lost through a boiler
explosion. Most of tho lost seamen lived in
and about 8t. Johns, and the oxcitcment and
grief hero Is Intenso. Women and children aro
v ceping at homo or clamoring at tho telegraph
and newspaper offices for further information.
Tho Eoglo was a largo sealing stoamor, com
manded by Captain Jockman and ownod by
Messrs. Bowriug Brothors. Tbe ckptain is ono
of tho best and most snccessfol commanders
sailing out of Kowfonndland ports, bnt, It is
sold, tho steamer's boilers wero In such a con
dition that shot should havo never gone to sea.
Tho steamer Eaglo was last soon by tho
steamer Aurora, on tho night of M troll 11,
near Funk’s Island. A terriblo sea was run
ning at tho time. Next morning the Aurora
could find no trnM of tho Eagle and nothing
has beru seen of tbo ill-fntcd vessel sinco. A
message from Greycupond, about ono
hundred miles from hero, says that Lighthouso
Keeper Cabot had boarded thosoallngstoaniorf
.Vanguard and Hector. Both those vooiels re- *
ported pasting spars, forocastlo and name "Ea
gle” on a board near tbo spot whoro she i
bio, and from his knowlodgo of attain,
there, and tho fact that tbe Eaglo has n?t boon
sinco tbe fleet havo been spoken, It Is iinlvor*
rally believed that tho vessel, with her two
hundred and sixty souls on board, was driven
on tho toniblo reefs so nnmerous insido
Funk’s island; that tho oca broke her up and
Hint slio probably sank Immediately with hor
fifty seamen ocu deck and 210 seal fishers be
low. Tho, sea that awont the coast that night
was tho wont evor witnessed by the oldest
sailors on board of other vessela.
No ship, onco getting in those terrible break*
ars could pouibly escape. Captain Jookman
commander of the 1“
Tlie captain raid to Tnw OortariTtmoN: 1
from New York last Wednesday morning
treat Fannie, Intending . to tako a
little dip In tho Atlantio bofore starting on my
trip down the Hudson. Whon off Capo May, But-
mday morning, I got overboard. 1 woro my rub
ber suit, and took with mo littlo "Baby Aline,'*
which Is Just ono yard long, on It 1 had two
cemptuic*, provirions, water, cigars. Hag. signal
lights. 1 nbo carried a aharp hatchet and knlfo, In
enro I should l« attacked by sen monster*. I but
a bard fight ol it nil day aud night. During the
night 1 righted a g«K)d many vocsels, and
signalled them, but could not gel any answer
When I burned a light they would sheer oil* aud
kcipout of my wiry. My keel, 1 menu ray upluo,
war getting chilled, too, aud my oil com pas* win
leak lug badly, ro that It was practically useless
bad to get my course from the stars and wait
tunrkc. When day broke I was out of right
f land. I kept going west all day Hunday
•ut could seo no vessel* until about I o'clock In
the afternoon, w hen I righted a steamship, aud
tried to lie in her course. When she got pretty
1 fired three rockets and bolricd tho union
slow ii on my paddlo, I lost heart when tho rtteam-
ship went by without any sign* of having men mo,
ud hud about given up hope of getting any help
from her, when she Mopped shout b; r length* to
the north of me, and I saw them lowering u boat,
fell like shouting, for I felt good ull over.
Kee|diig Ilia Crumh* to a Dying Girl.
rm the tafx Telegraph.
Great excitement bits been croatod in the
lull both ood of C'rihericr by tho circumstances
under which a dead body was recently wheeled
handcart from London to tho villago of Lit
tlo Hcrkeriey, n distance of more than fifty miles.
Iho deceased was a young woman named ,\my
moy Panscy. Hho was brought up by her grand-
fattier and grandmother, at their homo at Littlo
Ilorktriey, and when old enough went out to *cr-
re. Homo time ago the wo* attacked by con-
mption.and rapidly growing « orao, wo* removed
Iiroraptoii hospital, where Mio died early in tho
esent month. Among thoio who had constantly
vlriUd the girl while she wna in the hoKplml were
r,other and her stepfather, Joseph Ball, living
In London. In answer to her ofc-repeated desire
to be hurried iu Little llorkeriey churchyard, lull
bad aNtUrcd her thatahe thou id be burled there:
a* the event proved, the promUo wa» not CMyn
to fulfil. Being u cabinet maker, Boil was able to
niukc the (ofiin hJinaelf; but the question of the
conveyance of the body to Llttlciltarkcalcy present
ed t reat difficulties.
In consequence of an accident, Ball had for nlno
teen week* been out of work, and, having a family
dependcut on him, w**in considerable straits. Ho
ccrtaincd that If the renin were removed by rail
Colchester and thence to Little Iforkedey, the
cost would be Kl 12*. which was more thau he
could afiord. Hut he remembered his promise, and
deteimined to wheel the body down by road. Ou
the Hunday evening following the girl’s death he
had fiuishcd the coffin, and having obtained a cer
tificate from the registrar, he placed the coffin on
hi* handcart and went to fetch the body from the
hospital. At first the hospital authorities refused
to let him have It. but were reassured, and gsve
their content, lie took away the body at UJO that
night, aud by 6:30 next morning wo* ou the road
i Colchester.
Ball thus relate* tho story or his Journey:
>1 wheeled the body on the handcart, aud I
brought my iccond little boy with me, aged about
ten. He rode on the coffin down hill and on tho
1 road, but when wc bad to go up bill ho
helped to push a little, bocaase l was re weak
i 111. Tbo first day I put np two mile
abort '.ft Ingatoione, at an inn. Ou the
night of the second day I reached Wltham,
and put up at the Kwan. Two men came to me aud
wanted to know what 1 bad got In the refflu. Ouo
them raid ho wav a detective, and be uld 'I
demand to look inside.' 1 said- -Show me your
wsrrnnt cord.' and ho could not do *o. We had a
rot her. anil he would have forced open the coffin;
it my Master in always stronger than the devil,
and be gave me strength to straggle with the man
and put him out of the bouse, f then •eut my little
y fora policeman, and then the row wo* over.
The iu*i color of police afterward* camo aud took
my came and address, and I showed bim the
certificate of death and answered all til* Inquiries
ratUfactorily and truthfully, Next morning I
itiirted about half-prut eight, and I arrived at Little
Horktffley just after r. on Wednesday night."
- _ and within a fow
weeks sho broko hor shaft. Sho was refitted,
and a month ato started with the rest of tho
fleet on what is now felt was her hurt voyage.
XhiTBoythlw Safe.
Bor ton, April!?.—A report was received at
the ( uuaid atoamnhip ofllco In this city, at a
Into hour this evening, that tbo stoamor
Fcythio, of tbo Cuntrd lino, had gone
aalioro in tho breakers oil Hcituato,
somo six miles from ‘ Minot’s light,
juat Iraforo dusk tonight II Is also reported
ti nt at tho tiuio of tbo alleged disaster, s blind
ing snow storm prevailed, accompanied by a
terrific galo, nml that tho sea was limply wild
with fury. Tho Scythia has ovor HUD souls on
board, including tho passengers and crew,
’ cn cannot bo tori fled.
and the rumor, which _
because telegraphic communication with tliafc
section In lutoriuptcd by the storm, is current
tlmt thero has been great Ion of life. Wreck
ing companies have endeavored to send ont
tugs to the relief of tho stranded ship, but tha
tec. Isro terrific that thoy conld not live out
ride, They aro now waiting for thosoato
subside. Thoro scan* to be no
doubt, from information at hand, that tho
fc’cythhidirantor Isa fact, hut how serious can .
not ho lturned until tho boats can go out It
will ho impossible to got details tonight, and
tho aeroclatcd press reporter will go to tho
w i < ck on tho first l»oat out. Tho report of tho
rii*u!>U-r lit* boon confirmed by the police boat
l’rrtcctor. Tugs with relief crows and re
porters o n board will leave for tbo sceno of tho
w ri t k os soon as it i* safe to venture outside,
Boston,*Moss., April U.—The startling ru
mor of tho dBaator, on tho coast of Hcituato, to , r
tie Cuntrd etcumer Bcytbia, the circulation off
which created a tremendous sensation in thlff \
city lost night, proved to be false. Owing to ’ \
the fact tlmt telegraphic communication with
the south shore bad been Interrupted by the
rioun, it was Impossible last night eithor to
iMiflim tho rumor or dlsprovo it. The dr-
ci< instances wore to |«culiarly favorable
to a belief in the truth of
tic report, however, that Agent Martin,
ot tbo ( unard company, rather than endaro
bis natural suspense, determinod to charter a
tri'cial train and go at onco to the locality of
Arit’enjan"octupylus’the adjoining office to- I The hodr was duly tarried next day, and the
fc^dUrepuUcB UAIVU the day oqf'jrq a veiled | new ly made grave wm decked vruh fi'MW*.
station at 3:15 a. m., with Mr. Martin
thirty reporters on hoard, and arrived atHcita-
ato 4:15. Then the party tramfied through
three miles of snow drifts to the beaoh, where,
the run having risen, a clear view of a long
stretch of coast was obtained. There was no
sign of a wreck in any direction. The sen
was tremendously high, tho waves breaking
over the tops of the cliffit
fifty feet high. Having been con
vinced of tbe talslty of the rumor, con
cerning tho Bcytbia, the party returned at onoa
to Boston. . ...
The steamer Bcytbia arrived at her dock
safely, soon after five o’clock to-night
Would Fay for It*
From the Arkaunaw Traveler.
A gawky young nan and a shy, "hang-
beck’' girl, walking armdn arm, attracted much
attention as they waited along the street. Thn
young follow had told a hotel clerk that he lived
near carnty Fork, and that he was on bis bridal
tour.
“Lou," sold tbe botbend, stopping near a fruit-
stand, “order what yer spertite Is cr cravin’ au*
blamed e! 1 don’t pay for it.”
Tbe wife selected an orange, and the husband,
as he banded over s nickeCfn payment, sotd5"Ofr,
when 1 go on s spree uv this sort, I never let ex
pense* skecr me off. I’odner,” nodding tt tbs fScwH
dealer, “thin 1* my wife, on’ you bet I’ll stan' by
her. Wbupped in er head uv cr feller that bad
cr.u'tcd her *lx year* an' Je* nocbully tack bee
•way f rum him. Lou, order what yer a petite Is ec
cravin' an' blamed ef I don’t pay fur It.”
Bhe
LtnUnd handed over the amount, sold:
ain’t often in er men's life that be gits on rich
itohin' 'round spell ex this. Lou, rm with you,
an’ 1 want yer to un'entan’ that I’ll lam down tbo
ca>h for anjtbfng yer order. «f yer*d married
Andy Buckner, yer uiout stood 'round with yore
month waterin' for things. Loo, ITn yore hasban\
ain't l"’ ^
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