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w ■ * 1Y0L.XVIIL ■ArnU-l ATLANTA. GA.. TUESDAY MORNING APRIL 5 1887 PRICE FI YE CENTS DO YOU WANT $100? Wo coll attention to our plan tor distributing a box foil of presents to our friends, described on the last column of page six of this week's Issao. Wo want every fubscriber to sharo in these presents. * The plan is slmplo. You send us a new sub' (scriber. Your name is at once written on a tag and pnt in oar box of presents. On Hay 1 the box is shaken and the tegs mixed up, and a aws out a tag. The name on that committee draw tag gets tho $100 present. The second tag the SCO—and so > on till all the presents aro taken. Of ponrsa every person who sends a subscriber Will not get a present, bnt every one will bate AS equal CHANCE. The lady who sends ' ono subscriber may got the $100. Somebody ecXEt.Y will, Why not Tout liemombor your name goes in onco for every subscriber yen send, and onoe for your own subscription' For live anbaerlbers at $109 each, by adding S1.SG, you get a watch and chain. For ten sub' gcribers at $1.00 each, and at ono time, a watch and chain flee. In each caso yonr name goes in oar present box fox evory'name you send. Now wo urge every subscriber to bo ropro eented in ottrpresent box,and to send in tub NAMES EARLY SO AS to OVOid tho rU)h St tbo end of ArniL. There is sot one of our 83,000 subscribers Who cannot get one subscriber— that ono snhscribcr may get you $100. The .^.box Is clossd April 30 promptly. *Np names 'will go into the bof oxeaptthtso tent Indnring tho month of April. Thd tt the tail chance to gel a present ns tr« cannot afford to gift aicap another box of pres- end after April. 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"’ ^ "Ifrtn wfltr ililllW SPP-UK * qMjX.1