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My Brother.
WEo was It picked up all tho chips,
And strewed thefloorwlthstringsand whips,
And In the washtub sailed his ships 7
My Brother.
Who was It ate the currant-jell,
And threw rcy kitten In the well.
And made me promlbe not to tell ?
My Brother.
Who was It ttught me how to skate,
And sat me on the ice to wait
While ho went homo with Cousin Kato?
My Brother.
Who was it, when he older grew.
To tops nnd marbles bade adieu,
And tried, but could not learn, to chew ?
My Brother.
Who dots n tiny mustache wear,
And oils and colors It with care,
And in the middle part his hair?
My Urother.
Who Is It tumbles up my curls.
And buys me bracelets, rings and pearls,
And flirts with all the pretty girls ? .
My Brother.
And talks to mo about his clothes.
And all my little secrets knows,
And teases me about my beaux?
My Brother.
Who Is It that I love the best
Of all tho boys In East or West,
Although ho Is a perfect pest?
My Brother.
2Irs. B. F. Staujfcr, in Chicago Tribune.
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ONE WOMAN'S TEEAOHERY.
A Story of a Whisper.
Continued from last week.
It used to be the fashion Id novels
of the Rosa Matilda school to repre
sent young governesses as beings of
incomparable beauty, safe to cause
havoc in the heart of the house's
eldest son nnd heir, nnd trouble to
everybody else inconsequence. Now
this had absolutely happened in the
case of Dorothy Stevens although
she could not boast of much beauty,
save in her fine golden hair and sweet
blue eyes, and, it may be, in an inno
cent confiding expression of counten
ance. Upon leaving school ta situa
tion had been found for her in the
house of Mrs. Calloway a rigid gen
tlewoman who boasted of high de
scent to conduct the education of an
only daughter. There was an only
son as well, much older twenty-one
in fact and he fell forthwith in love
with the governess's pretty eyes aud
hair, after the alleged custom of these
half-fledged youngsters. For a long
while Mrs. Calloway suspected not
the treason' hatching in her son's1
heart; nnd she, confiding woman,
continued to have Miss 3tever.3 down
to the drawing-room whenever she re
ceived evening guests ; for the young
lady, don't you see, was useful in the
matter of playing and singing. Now
and then Dorothy went out with
them aleo ; always when tho daugh
ter went. It was in these social even
ing gatherings that Mr. Hastings had
seen her and learnt to love her ; and
she, poor girl, had no notion that
anybody else did. Young Mr. Callo
waj", who was of n bashful, nervous
temperament, kept his sentiments to
himself, and did not annoy Dora ; Bhe
only used to wonder why he stared at
her so, and wished ho would not. But
one unluckyday he came to the des
perate resolution of declaring his love,
and penned a letter describing it. By
some awkward mischance it fell into
the possession of Mrs. Calloway in
stead of the governess ; and a fine
hubbub it caused. Dora, with earnest
words and tearful ej'es, protested that
she had been in utter ignorance of the
treason ; and Mrs. Calloway, believ
it in her secret heart, aud not caring
to part with her, kept her on ; butshe
spoke to her in very severe termB,
and candidly avowed she would ex
ercise a rigid espionage over her in
future. Dora agreed to that willing
ly. She was conscious of no ill ; more
over, she was a friendlessorphan, and
feared to throw herself out of Mrs.
Calloway's situation, lest she should
not find another. Young Mr. Callo
way was sent to the caro of a clergy
man at n distance, to rend up for the
Church, which he was to enter.
From that time, Dora found herself
next kin to a prisoner. No more
evening parties for her, no more eo
cial meetings. Mrs. Calloway even
exercised the right (she said she pos
sessed it) of opening herletters. Dora
made no objection ; sho had never
had but one letter since she entered
the house, and that was from her for
mer governess.
"Characters are much easier lost
than regained amidst young people
who have to earn their bread; and I
consider it my duty to take care of
yours," Mrs. Calloway observed to
her by way of semi-apology; and
Dora thought she was right (as no
doubt she was) aud thanked her kindly-
But all this put a great barrier be
tween her and Mr. Hastings at least,
between their meetings. Ho thought
it was Dora's fault, and a slight cool
ness had arisen in consequence. He
felt inclined to be jealous of Mr.
Charles Calloway, whose cause of
banishment had reached him, though
not through Dora ; and she had al
ways been somewhat jealous of the
great heiress, Miss Lawience, with
whom Mr. Hastings was so frequent
ly seen. Still, she did trust him; 6he
believed ho loved her the best, and
that when he was rich enough to
marry he would make her his wife,
as he one day told her be would. She
in her unpretentious ideas, thought
he. was quite rich enough now for
anything; he had a large salary ; but
she and Mr. Hastings had been
brought up with quite opposlt notions
on that point.
"When thesnn sets be at the stile
at the cross road," he had whispered
BEOWNVTLLE, NEBRASKA,
in her ear. Evening came ; and just
as the sun was sinking below the
western hills, Dora Stevens crossed
Mrs. Calloway's garden to the copse
beyond. For the trystlng-place was
but just behind Mrs. Calloway's
boundary hedge. It was tho first
time Dora had deliberately met him,
there or elsewhere, but a few even
ings before, upon returning from from
a walk with Miss Calloway, they had
accidently encountered him at that
spot, aud stayed to talk. But Dora
felt rather sorry now for the tacit as
sent she had given to his request ; she
gave it on the impulse of the moment
and sho meant to tell Dim this ev
ening that she could not meet him
again, uulessopenly. It was notright
do so; neither would Mrs. Calloway
allow it.
Nevertheless, despite of conscience,
her heart was foolishly light as she
sped along through the rustling
leaves. She sang lightly some pretty
silly nonsense about the lasses oh,
which one Robert Burns wrote many
years ago; wrote perchance in days
when he too sat bj' tho stile with his
Highland Mary, and watched the
birds hopping in the stubbles, or the
poppies nodding in the corn.
Dora, as she drew near the trystlng
plaee, saw a shadow as of some one
waiting near the stile, half hidden by
tho tangled branches of the copse,
thick yet with leaves above and be
low. No need to guess who It was, tho't
Dora, as sho pulled her pretty hat
lower on her face, nnd pushed back
her prettier hair. How good of him
to come so early and wait for her.
Suddenly a voice spoke; not the voice
that Dora had expected to hear.
"Dean, is it you? Have you come
back ?"
The voice was that of Mi?B Law
rence. It was Bella Lawrence who
confronted Dora's pale, surprised face
with a face quite as surprised and a
great deal whiter for it was a hazard
ous game she was playing and with
a perfectly studied confusion in her
manner.
"Oh, I I beg your pardon ; I tho't
it was some ono else," spoke Miss
Lawrence, "some one who was to
meet me here.'
Dornpaused. Hot tears of disap
pointment, which she could not sup
press, Hooded her eyes aud dropped
on her white cheeks.
"You here,' Miss Lawrence?" she
said, with struggling breoth, "I don't
understand; ''jDTd "ydliw1?peak or of"
Mr. Hastings?" for a terrible fear had
rushed into her mind ; that it was
Bella with whom he had sought to
make the appointment, not herself.
"You must not betray me," whis
pered Bella, with the sweetest air of
timidity imaginable. "You know
my father is so proud, and Dean is
only his clerk but he loves mo so
and wo have so few opportunities to
meet. You mustnot blamo me, Miss
Stevens, or think harshly of me for
coming here at times to meet him.
We shall not always have to be sec
ret; when I am of age ray late moth
or's money will be my own, and then
we can claim each other. He told me
this morning he might be unable to
keep his appointment, for he was go
iug offon Borne business journey ; but
I I hoped ngainst hope, aud came.
And when I heard your footsteps, I
thought they were his. Ah, me !"
Bella clasped her soft hands togeth
er in deprecation and bent her head
on them as she spoke; and Dorothy
Stevens listened with wide, wild eyes
while word following after word of
that cruel lie fell on her quivering
Heart and smote her with a deathly
cold pain, whose sting would cling
to her. And the words were fitly
chosen.- The girl's allusion to her
money cut keenly nnd closely : Dora
bit her lips to keep from crying out
then. She was only a poor govern
ess ; her only dowery her tender heart
and sweet wild-roso face, and her
great absorbing love for the man who
was false to her.
Without one word she rose and
tuuned to go, but Bella caught her by
the arm and held her.
"Wait, please ; how strange you
are! Why do you look so wildly at
me? You won't betray us; promise
me that you will not betray us."
Dora drew proudly back. "I never
betray. You have my word. I nev
er broke it yet I I I am sorry I
came."
"Why did you come? This is so
unfrequented a pathway."
A cry, in epito of herself, broke
from tho poor girl's lips.- There are
tncmentB in life when anguish la
stronger than wo are, when reticence
is overborne in its whirling torrent.
"Oh. Heaven help me to bear this
pain !" she sobbed ; and down she
fell in a heap on the grass, and bow
ed her fair golden head, and rocked
herself back and forth, with wild
hysterical sobs, in spite of those cruel,
unrelenting eyes above her.
"What do you mean by this emo
tion?" asked Bella, sternly. "What
is the matter?" Is it possible-but no,
it cannot be. Yet he has more than
once hinted of a something that
might come between bim and me
some irksome, half-forgotten, passing
nmusement that clung to him like an
incubus, though he was doing his
best to shake it off. Isityou? Can it
be you, you ridiculous girl ?"
Dora rose ud. her faoo whifn na
death, and lifted a warning hand.
"Stop, Miss Lawrence. I will not
hear another word. I do not Btand
between you and your false lover;
ye3, he is false, in spite of what he
says to you, false and cowardly. You
need not fear me. I will never
THURSDAY, OCTOBER 11,-1877.
come between him and yon. You
need not fear him. I have no money
to keep him, and he is free from all
he has said to me. I will never speak
to him again; never. You can tell
him so for me.- Never again.""
With tho last words Dora turned
away passed into the grounds, and
ran swiftly home. But not very long
had Miss Lawrence reached her fath
er's house, before Dora was shown in
to her room. Pale, wild-eyed, a
shawl-wrapped about her, Dora put
down a letter. A hasty, blotted,
fiercely-written letter; a letter writ
ten in that passionate hour oh, how
cruelly, and likely, after It was re
ceived, to put all the wido world be
tween her and her lover. For when
girls are stung into madness, they do
all kinds of incomprehensible things,
never sparing those who have injur
ed them.
"It is my renouncement!" Dora
panted. "I thought I would bring it
to you, and you would send it to him,
as j-ou know where he is gone. Bid
him never answer it. Let him never
in honor speak to me again never
look at me. Fare you well, Miss Law
rence. I wish you both well."
Mr. Richard Lawrence did not do
his work by halves. In spite of Mr.
Lawrence's gout and his confinement
to the counting-house, he found time
to run down to Liverpool and talk
over some arrangements with Dean
Hastings. And tho very next day
Richborough heard that Mr. Hastings
had sailed for the West Indies. Some
complications had arisen out there in
the cotton fields, and Mr. Hastings
was gone to set them to'rights.
Meanw-hile, Miss Lawrence paid a
friendly visit to Mrs. Calloway ; dur
ing which she imparted a few hints of
that designing Dorothy Stevens'
wiokedness, in wanting to como be
tween her and a gentleman to whom
she was privately engaged. Mrs.
Calloway lifted her hands and eyes,
and readily promised that if any let
ters came for Miss Stevens (unless in
the handwriting of her infatuated
sou, of whom she did not feel aasured
yet) they should be sent intact to the
heiress.
And Dora, finding herself looked
upon with suspicion at Mrs. Callo
way's, treated coldly, yearning to get
away from Richborough, the scene of
her misery, besought that lady to find
her a situation at a distance. Mrs.
Calloway seized upon the idea, and
lost ip time in doiug.it; but she made
E'6tipurxti6rr v?Tttr V8S girt "that she
should not disclose to Richborough
where her new homo wa3, or give her
address.
"Indeed I will not." acquiesced the
poor girl, all too readily. "I shall
never caro to see Richborough again,
or to henr of it."
Dean Hastings was ploughing his
war on the treacherous ocean ; and of
the two women he left behind it
would be difficult to say which of
their lives was the most desolate,
wanting him ; for when Dora's angry
passion was over, the first sharp feting
of his falsehood and his desertion
past, then her tenderness returned.
Night by night she bent in prayer for
him at her bedside : "Lord, watch
over him and protect him! Help
him, and keep him from all harm."
Mr. Hastings landed in safety. The
first packet of letters he received from
home contained that angry.one of re
nouncement, written by Dora. Not
that it betrayed anger ; only a calm,
studied coldness. Opening mechani
cally the letter that lay next to it.he
found It in the handwriting of Miss
Lawrence. , This letter chiefly con
tained items of news, written in a
playful style; one of them rau as fol
lows: "Will you be surprised to hear
that Mrs. Calloway has at length giv
en in to the persistency of the 3oung
people? Report says they are about
to be married shortly. Do not break
your heart'; Dorothy Stevens is not
worth it. It is very wrong of her to
be so much given to flirting worse
than lam ; and that, perhaps you will
say, need not be."
The time went on ; two years of It.
Dean Hastings had soon left the em
ploy of Mr. Lawrence aud eutered
another house in tho We3t Indies,
connected with Richborough. News
was heard of him but rarely; but at
the end of the two years tidings came.
Bad tidings, ..worse than had ever
come before. He had died of yellow
fever.
Close upon that, Annabella Law
rence gave her hand to her cousin.
Her ill-starred passion already nearly
dead, dead of its very hopelessness,
was now thrust away from her heart
forever. She entered upon her reign
as queen of society, heartless, callous,
self-indulgent but so she always had
been.
But what of Dora Stevens? She
was more isolated in her new home
than she had been at Mrs. Calloway's
but sho quietly did her duty in it.
Her heart unconsciously remained
true to its first love. She did not
hope; that would be saying too much
butshe did believe that all must be
nt an end between Dean and Miss
Lawrence else why bad he not come
borne to claim her? But one day, up
on taking up the Richborough Ga
zfitte, she read in it the death of Dean
Hastings, of yellow fever aged twenty-eight.
Until then she had not realized how
great a part in her heart's life he had
filled. Folding her bands, she wept
lonely and bitter tears.
"When the sun Eets." Can you
picture that solitary girl's figure
standing in tho sun set that samo
evening, her hand shading her eyes,
and gazing out over the soa in imagi
nation toward the spot where her once
fond lover lay in an alien grave. Look
at her. The Bunlight rests on the
hill-tops behind, but she stands in
shadow
"I loved him,'' she cries in passion
ate remembrance. "I loved him; and I
believe he once loved me. I love him
still. Did -he die thlnkingl was false
to him? Oh, can there be anything
in life ordeath more cruel than that?"
Her bands areJifted to her brow, as
if to press down its throbbing. The
pain there seems more than she can
bear.
"Do you think he knows now?"
she goeB on, lifting her aching eyes as
if in imaginary appeal to the gold and
amethyst clouda left by the sunset.
"Are all things made plain in that
other world are all the cruel mys
teries that perplex us here, the mis
understandings and the sorrows, made
plain at last?"
Ah, who can tell her? Who
knows?
Some three weeks," it might have
been, after this, that Dora received a
small, delicately-papered packet. It
contained wedding cake and cards;
Mr. and Mrs. Richard Lawrence."
"She has lost no time," mused Dora
that same evening, when, her duties
over for the day, she stood in her fa
vorite spot beyond the laurels, -under
the sunset. "No time if she was
waiting for Aim. Oh, I wonder how
it all was? Did he love her? But
why ask it? to what end now? She
is here, beginning her wedded life ;
and he lies there."
It appeared, however, if she spoke
of Dean Hastings (as Bho undoubtedly
did), that he did not lie there. He
was at her elbow. His footsteps fell
softly over tho grass, and she did not
see or hear him until ho oame around
the laurels.
"I beg your pardon, Miss Stevens.
I took the liberty of calling at the
house to ask for you, and an old ser
vant told me you had came out hero."
Sho did not faint; but she did
scream. Yes, it was Dean Hastings,
looking 111 and shadowy.
"Is it yourself?" sho gasped. "We
thought you were dead."
"But I did not die, Dorthy. I was
given over in the yellow fever ; and
somehow or other my death got re
ported here, I find."
'And what have you come over for ?'
she asked, all in a tremble of confus
ion. "Various odds and ends of matters.
To got-up ray strengfchrfar one thing ;
and to settle down at Richborough,
for I am not going back ; and to mar
ry you, if you will have me."
"Oh, Mr. Hastings!"
"I have heard a word or two dropped
from one and another at Richborough
Dorothy, for it is there that I have
been staying since I landed ; and I
begin to think that you aud I had
some false friends. You are not yet
Mrs Charles Calloway "
"Oh!" put in Dorothy.
"Stay a bit, my dear. And I am
notj'etthe husband of Miss Lawrence.
She has tuken another, by the way.
So do you see any reasonwhy we
should not take oneanother? No im
pediment exists now, my darling ; I
am in a good position ; a partner of
tho house I nm in ; and I cau set up
our tent well. Dora, what do you
say ? You know at least you ought to
know that I never would have mar
ried any one but you."
What did she say ? Nothing. She
yielded herself to the arms held out
to her, and bent her face down on the
true-harted, sheltering breast, happy
9obs, joyful tears, bedewing it. Oh,
how merciful was God !
The sun went down behind the hill
in a blaze of glory. Its last lingering
ra3's of crimson and purple fell upon
them aa they stood together in hap
piness. Lonir-Ilsingc Shooting.
On the 2ith day of July James Ives,
a member of the Ogdenburg Rille
Club, shot one string each at 800, 900
and 1,000 yards, making a score of 216
out of a possible 225. On tho 2d day
of August he shot a string of fifteen
shots, 800 yards, a scoro of 75, or fif
teen consecutive bull'e-eyes. On the
8th of August ho made another fif
teen consecutive bull's-eyes at 900
yards. Since that date he has shot
two strings at 1,000 yards, making 71
in each string. This Is all tho shoot
ins he has done betweon and Includ
ing the 24th of July aud the IGth of
August, and making a grand total of
503point3 out of a possible 535. On
the IGth, O. F. Partridge, Secretary of
the Ogdensburg RilleCIub, received a
letter from Nsw York parties inquir
ing if the reported score of Ives was
correct, aud if so, telegraph them.
The answer was sent that the score
was correctly reported. Mr. Ives is
is bookkeeper in the Judson Bank in
this cily, and this performance Indi
cates that he is one of the moat skill
ful marksmen in the world. It is be
lieved that no other cau thowso large
a score in tho samo number of shots.
Ogdensburg (JV. Y.) Journal.'
A Favorite Story of Dickens's.
On one of Captain Morgan's voya
ges from America to England, he had
under his care a very attractive young
lady, who speedily distinguished her
self by reducing five young geutle
men to the verge of distraction. Sho
was quite ready, to marry one; but
wbatcould she do with five? In tho
embarrassment of her riohea she
sought the captain, who, after a few
moments' thought, said :
"It'a q flue, calm day ; auppoee, by
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accident, you should fall overboard;
I'll have a boat lowered ready to pick
you up, and you can take the man who
loves you well enough to jump after
you."
This novel proposition mot the
young lady's views, and the pro
gramme wa3 accordingly carried out,
with the trilling exception that four
of the young men took the plunge,
and, being picked up by the boat, pre
sented themselves a dripping quar
tette up the chip's deck. Tho object
of their undampeued ardor, no less
wet than themselves, fled to her state
room and sent for her adviser, the
captain.
"Now, Captain," cried Bho in de
spair, "what am I to do?"
"Ah, my dear," replied the captain,
"if you want a sensible husband, take
the dry one!" which she did.
IIAKl) ON THE HANDSHAKERS.
A Pretty Correct Idea of aa Overdone
Custom.
New York Herald.
Gen. Grant's opinion of the custom
of hand-shaking, expressed lately to a
correspondent of the JTcrald, is that
it is a nuisance. Upon this point he
was very emphatic, having just shak
en huuds with several thousand
Scotchmen, with the English peoplo
still to come. The General "said that
only a strong man could endure such
a hand-shaking n3 he had had lu 1865,
and it must be a sovero tax upon the
strength of any one person to have to
withstand the grip of a succession of
hundreds of hands. He was sur
prised to have found hand-shaking so
common in England, as he had sup
posed it to be an American oustom ;
but this shows that ho does not study
as he should hlsShakspeare, in whose
plays he will fiud manyreferences to
the habit. Tho English are responsi
ble for that, aa for many other vices,
which are ignorantly credited to this
country. It is singular that this cus
tom, which is now tho sign of confi
dence, had its origin in distrust. Half
civilized men, strangers to each other,
meeting extended their right arms to
show they held no weapons, and
grasped each others hands so that
neither could have the advantage in
case of treachery. Thus the manners
of barbarians are continued in the
courtesies of tho moderns. It is emi
nently fitting that the custom should
have had a savage origin. Tho pro-
misouous hstndenalunifs ,we-are-cooir
pelled every day to endure is, as Gen.
Grant says, one of the great petty nu
isances of society. Bony hands, hard
hand?, finger-crushing hands, dirty
hands, greasy hands, and, worst hands
of all, those clammy, corpse-like
hands, which make one feel as if he
had taken hold of a toad, ard held out
to us every day. There ia the person
who nearly dislocates your joints to
show his friendship, and the man who
extends a couple of fingers, aa if to
express his contempt. "The hand of
brother in a foreign land" may be
welcome;. but generally tho custom
Is ono more honored in tho breach
than the observance. It is a pity that
some less familiar method of saluta
tion or farewell is not adopted. Cer
tainly, unpleasaut as hand-shaking
frequently Is, it is better than the
nose rubbings of Africa, or the kiss
ing aud embracing of Continental
Europe. Probably the bow of the
Japanese or the Chinese, who aro in
many respects more civilized than
even we are, would be tho best oubsti
tuto. As it is, the custom of hand
shaking has become altogether too
common to have auy value as a token
of civility, and, indeed, it often hap
pens that when we shake hands with
a man, if wo obeyed our honest Im
pulses, wo should kick him down
stairs.
A Puzzled 3Io:ikcy.
Yesterday was a good day for the
monkeys at the fair-grounds, and they
liked it. They frisked about in the
sunshine and cut their raerr5 antios
with an abandon that showed them to
be bubbling over with the spirit of
fun and mischief. There Ia one of tho
number that by some amusing peou
liaritlea of disposition and maimer be
comes an immediate favorite with ev
ery speotator, and attracts more atten
tion than any other. A gentleman
who wns among the crowd yesterday
that generally surrounds the monkey
houso when the grounds ore open,
happened to have a small pooket mir
ror in his hands, and just for sport
passed it in through the grating to the
favorite. The monkey's behavior on
seeing his face rotlected in the glass
was amusing in the extreme, and kept
the crowd in a roa'r of laughter for
nearly an hour. The monkey, of
course, failed to recognize the reflec
tion of himself in the glass aud took it
for another monkey, and his anxiety
to get hold of that monkey was what
made the fun. He would look behind
tho glass for it, and feel for it in such
a comical way whilst he was looking
in the glass that ono could not help
laughing'. Whilst the glass was close
to his eye he gradually bent over, cas
ually, and, noticing that the evanes
cent monkey wns then on his back,
apparently, he dropped the glass and
made a sudden grab for him. When
he didn't get him he looked surprised,
and commenced looking under the
straw to see what had become of him.
He was then seized with a luminous
idea. He picked up the glaeo and ran
np to the topmost branch of the dead
tree that is erected in the cage, and,
climbing to tho extreme end, again
looked in tho glass. It seemed as if
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he reasoned that in such a position
tho monkey could not elude him. Ho
felt for it, grabbed at it, and tried all
sorts of similar strategy, to capturo it,
and, notwithstanding his repeated
failures, seemed loth to give it Up. At
length the keeper, afraid the monkey
would cut himself with the glass or
swallow some of the quicksilver fronf
the back, took Itawny from him, and
the fun ended. Gtobo-Dcmocrai.
DEAD UOBISER COLLINS.
Something of the Leader of the Plain?
Banditti.
Omaha, Nkij., Sept. 2S. Joel Col
lins, tho leader of the gang of Union
Pacific express robbers, who was kill
ed at Buffalo Station, Kan., was' a
Texan. For two or three years past
he had mado his head quarters at Og-
alalla, Neb., and had a ranch noar
Big Spring, claiming to be a cattle
man. This explains his intimate
knowledge of the station agent's hab
its, the operation of trains, and tho
surroundings of the office. About a
yenr and a half ago he drove a herd of
cattle from Texa3 to Nebraska, and,
disposing of them, pocketed ail or
most of the proceeds, beating the
rightful owner out of the money.
Last fall he drove 150 fat cows to
Deadwood and sold them for his
brother, a respected man living in
Texas. He Btarted a dance hall and
saloon in Deadwood, 'and, after run
ning it awhile disappeared, and, it
is supposed, engaged in robbing Black
Hills stage coaches, nieutlng with fair
success until recently. Four weeks
ago he returned to Ogalalhi, where ho
gambled considerably and associated
with men of de3perato character,
from whom ho selected and organized
his band of express robbers. Two
weeks ago last Sunday Andy Riley, of
this city, who was out West met him
at Ogalalla and spoke to him, as ho
had traveled with him on the way to
Deadwood and knew him well. Riley
happened to be a passenger on tho
robbed train, and was himself shot no
and wounded in the hand while stand
ing on a car platform, and was also
robbed. When the robbers camo
through the car ho recognized Collfns
at once, and when ho arrived at Oma
ha he gave this information to the
proper authorities. The news of tho
killing of Collins and his partner,
Bass, wua known to Supt. Clark here
the same naorning.uut hesuppressed it
4-here as well as elsewhere for pruden
tial reasons. He and the UnlonJPacif
io officials generally are highly grati
fied at tho result so far.
The Clan tiraiifc
Gen. Grant had a royal reception at
Strathspey, Scotland, the ancient
country of the Grants the Grautolan
gave him a perfect ovation. During a
conversation with Mr. John Grant, of
Dlllipure, the general remarked that
his grandfather was from that neigh
borhood, and asked for Craigellnchie,
the place where his grandfather lived.
It appeared on this Inquiry, that hi
that neighborhood an old military
family of the Grants resided; and that
one of them, a youngerson, settled in
America, and old people no. v living,
remembering their relatives, apeak of
the emigrant. The people there, par
ticularly the Grants, at once adopted
him into tho family, and mnde him
one of their homo folks during hU
stay. It was one of the mdet pleas
ant of all tho noted incidents of his
journey, .tie here met another sur
prise, finding in the person of Mrs.
Donald Mackay, of Nairn, a daughter
of a Virginian, at whose' houso he
made his headquarters while in Cul
pepper county, after Leo abandoned
the ground. Mrs. Mackay was a little
girl at the time, but he remembered
her perfectly, and recalled many lit
tle incidents that ocourred durfng his
stay. The manner of his reception
must have left tho general somewhat;
in doubt as to whether ha was a
Scotohman or an American.
The First Battle in Which tht( Old
Flag Appcarod.
Ono thing that gives interest to tber
battle of Bennington is the fact that it
was the first laud victory under tho
stars and stripes and tho national flag.
This flag had been adopted by Con
gress on the 14th of June of that year,
primarily for tho ua'vy, but the army
had already received it as their em
blem also ; and the continental regi
ment of Seth Warner carried it In
their fight on the 7th of July at Hub
bardton, Vfc., with the advanced
guard of Burgoyne's army- the only
battle of civilized men ever fought on
the soil of Vermont but Warner a
men were repulsed only to appear five
weeks later, under the same ling, in
tho nick of time to help win the bat
tle of Bennington, which waff fought,
as almost everybody knows, not on
Vermont, but on New York soil. The
flag has been our flag forjust 100 years.
"Long may it wave." Sprlngjbld lie-
publican.
Our revolutionary fathers were wis-
er than we are in some things. Gan.
Stark remarked.'at the battl of Ban
nington : 'Boys, you must win fhie
fight, or Molly Stark will skop to
night a widow Now-a-days, ho
wouldn't be so sure about Molly.
Detroit Port.
Widows are the only women whose
husbands are not continually in ths
way during the season of canning
fruit
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