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Stye jloncsboro caucr joneroro, X. c. The ia Frascisco Chronicle opines that the ciultivatioa of a peaceful dispo sition is not calculated to inspire respect in such countries as Chile. "Had we been as truculent in our dealings with fifth-rate countries as England," it be lieves, 4the Chileans would not be peaking of the Yankees and their navy with contempt." If the Princoof Vale3 persists ia his reported intention of marrying his chil dren into jEaglish families, observes the San Francisco Examiner, he will give his house a new lease of popularity that it needs. Albert Victor, the heir presump tive, i3 to marry Princess Mary cf Teck, who is practically an English girl. His brother, Prince George, is sai l to be en gaged to the daughter of an English Duke. The eldest daughter i3 the wife of the Duke of Fife, and it i3 reported that the second daughter is to marry an English nobleman. The British, nation has shown a good deal of irritation at the marriage of Queen Victoria's children to the little royalty of Germany. In th3 brave old days when England wa3male, Englishmen and English vomen were god enough for royal blood to mate with, and the Euglish people appear tc believe that the policy is a good one to day. H ' . - The New Yotk News remarks: "It is stated that; the estate of the late Presi dent Grevy, of the French Re public, is inventoried at more than a million, ia which case it is much larger than that j of any non-royal executive who has held office in that country. The present President of France, Carnot, is a poor roan, probably as poor as Presi dent Harrison. It is a remarkable fact that the chief executives of republics are aclcom men of large property. In our own country, "Washington, our first President,; was a richer man than any of his successor have been. The two Adamses were men of small means. Jef ferson was embarrassed for money, and Madison was little better off. Monroe broke down pecuniarily. Jackson was poor, Van Burea had a small property, nnd General Harrison, graadfather of the present incumbent, was in very straight encd circumstances. So were Tyler and Polk. General Taylor, when chosen President, ihad nothing but his army pay. Filmore's estate, which has lately been seltlcd up at .Buffalo, was small, although it was increased after he left , CHicc. Pierce and Buchanan hid each n good hous2 and land at home,but very little income, Lincoln was poor, and 60 were Johnson,Grant, Hayes and Gar field all stragglers for a I livelihood. Arthur lived well,but accumulated noth ing. Cleveland and Harrison were both poor when elected. In the whole list Ihcrc is not a man of wealth." The frequent robberies of trains carry ing the Uuitckl mails by armed highway- j, men have, according to the sev Yorli j Sun, alarmed the PostofFice authorities, j More startling than any of the recent rob beries in Texas, Colorado, and Wyom ing, was the "hoidiug up" of a postal conveyance in a street in Chicago recentiv when registered matter valued at $1700 was stolen. Forty-eight stago coache! transporting letters were attacked during the last fiscal year. Until recently the robbing of a stage bearing the mails wa a rare occurrence in the Southern States, such depredations beiug confined almost wholly to the wild West, where settle j mcnts were sparse and outlaws numerous, j Within the twelvemonths ended June j 30, seventeen coaches were hel l ur and j pillaged in the South; twea'ty-eight in ! the West, two ia the Middle States, and I one in Xcw England. Eight hundred i and sixty -eight postolfices were robbed j by burglars during the year. It has been I discovered that in many cases the gangs j of thieves (bperated under directions from : a chief at headquarters in one big city or i auothcr. , New Yoik appears to be the j centre for the business As a ruK th robbers attack postoflices fir distant from their htad.pnr'ers where they meet at intervals and divide the plunder. They are equipped with appliances for break ing into the strongest buildings, fre quently employing explosives, cracking safc3 by the most expert methods, and not hesitating to resort to murder oa oc casions. Xbi wolider that the inspectors of the department, when they met in Washington a fortnight ago, strongly recommended that increased rewards be cSered for the capture of such criminal!. "LOVE IS ETERNAL" Love is eternal! so she sing And the lute breathes forth a sigh; Lightly her fingers touch the strings, Hoitlj the echoes die, But just as Ion; as the Triad has wiris I I 1 Will the low plaint go where the breezes - fit iOW, !: i And banish the cares that the ruile world Love is eternal ! sweet the strain, i j j I Tender the words of the song; Across the rale, the grassy plain, The twilight shadows throng; Axid just as long as the stars fchull reign,! When fair castles rise in the sunsit skies, J Will the sound of her voice come back again.. Flavel Scott Mines, in Harper's Bi.zarf 1 KOSIE'S CASE. ii I n BY FRANK II. STAUFFER. in h fiffi QUIRE BARLOW was fast asleep ;in vvi jvj iiis oiiice. ms neau - fl )ic was excusable- iar for sleeping. He 5 was well advanced kp in life, the day was a hot one, and he rjjC in an effort to un tangle the accounts of township assessor. "Hallo, Squire," some one said. "Hallo, yourself," cried the Squire, flinging up his head, rubbing his eyes and adjusting his glasses. His visitor was a sturdy, brown-faced girl of fourteen, with fluffy, black hair, bright eyes, and a resolute mouth. She was very self-contained in her manner, and, while there was no resentment in her composition, it was evident that she was one who would stand up for her ngnts. "What do vou want?" asked the 1 "Law," was the crisp reply, where upon the Squire struggled to repress a smile. "I want my pony I" the girl added. "Your pony!" repeated the Squire. "I haven't got your pony. iWhy do you come tome?" "You're the Squire, are you not?" the girl asked. "My pony was stolen last fall. The gypsies have her in their camp at Cove Creek. I saw her there this morning." Squire Barlow suddenly became inter ested in the face, voice and positive ways of his youug visitor. "What is your name?'' he asked. "Rosie Watson, sir," she said. "0, vou are the blacksmith's daugh ter," observed the Squire. "Yes, I re- j member you now. Well, why didn't I your father come?" j "It's my pony," the girl said. "And i mv mv case." "Yes," admitted the Squire. He laughed softly to himself, spread out his official docket, and made a few entries. "You saw your pony this morning?" he a ked. "Yes, sir. Ac Cove Creek, by the covered bridge, just outside the gypsy camp. She was grazing on the banks of the stream," stated Hosie. "Ponies may look very much alike," suggested the Squire. "Ah, but. I'd know Dollie among a thousand ponies," declnred Rosie, her bxown face aglow. "She's a dark bay, with black points, a star on her fore head, white fetlocks, and a faint dash of white on her breast." The Squire was busy writing. He stopped and read aloud to her the com plaint and the description. "Can you add anything?" asked Rosie. "Why, of course, little de;r," replied the Squire, in his fatherly way, "Then add," suggested Rosie, "that the pouy is ten hands high." That was promptly interlined, and then the Squire gravely asked: "Rose can you swear that you know the pony to be yours, and that you believe the gypsies have her?" "Yes, sir, I can," Rosie said deter minedly, and without a moment's hesi tation. "Take this book," the Squire said. "It is the Holy Bible. Suppose you ! swore to what is not true?" i 1 "I would be a perjurer," was Rosie's ! answer. M "And what would be the consc ! queucef "My sox:l would be lost, unless God forgave me the dreadful sin." "Yes, child," the S.piire said, with moistened eyes. "You seem to know what you are about." He ad mistered the oath, and then said "Kiss the book." S.:e looked at him with a wonderins giacce, aad then preyed her lips to the bcok ia aa atved, reverential manner. 'What 'in it cost: e asked, in ucr ma.ier-o:-iact way. i . . . , . uun c ooner your Lea.i about the ost, the Squire sa:d. "Wait a bit," he umuvu, sceiug iuai sue ws aoout to go. He hurriedly tilled up a blank summons, folded, it, "handed it to her and said: "I suppose you know where Constable Finn liver "O, yes." replied Rone. "Take that to him at once," the Squire said. "It is a warrant for the head gypsy's arrest. The hearing will beheld at 2 o'clock this afternoon. As you are the complainaat, vou must be present at that hour." The time and circumstances of the hearing were noised about the village and whea 2 o'clock came, the Squire's I office was crowded. The gypsy sat on a rough bench, with aa unligbted clay pipe in Lis mouth. He was dirty, ua shaven, sullea-'.ookiag. He d:d not wear a vest, and his cordurov breeches were fastened at the waist by a greasy leathern belt, behind which the haft of a knife was visible. "The plaintiti here, this little girl, claims that vou nave a pony which be longs to her,' Squire Barlow said, has i eyes on the gypsy, who replied : "She hasn't any claim cn it. It is mine." ! "Where did you get the pony?" asked the Squire. "I bought lier in Michigan, ' said th man. ; "When?" j "Three years ago." It was Buch a bold lie that Rosie's face flamed with indignation. "She gives a very minute description of the pony," reminded the Squire. "There are plenty of dark bay poniei, ten hands high and slashed with white," was the man's dogged reply. "AayboJy could look at her across a fence and then describe her," he sidded with a gria. "The girl must bring better proof before I'll surrender the pony."- Rosie looked out of the rear window of the Squire's ' orfice, and saw a small pasture lot close by. Her face fairly beamed with an idea that occurred tD her. "Squire Barlow," she asked, her stroug voice rilling the roo;u, "to whose satisfactioa must I prove that the pony is mine! To that man's satisfaction or to yours?" "To the satisfaction of the court," decided the Squire with a broad smile. "All right," Rosie exclaimed with a quick, pleased gesture. "Make out another warrant." "For whom?" asked the Squire. "For Dollie," replied Rosie. "Ob, you want the pony arrested, eh?" asked the Squire, whereupon everybody laughed. "I want her brought here and turned into this pasture lot," pointing out the window. "I'll prove that she is my pony against all comers and goers." The Squire caught a glimpse of her purpose. "Constable - Finn," bring the pony here," he ordered. Rosie beckoned the constable to her and whispered to him. "Mr. Finn, stop at the house and get my riding whip. We arc going to have a circus." Ia halt an hour Constable Finn ap peared with the pony, and the court ad journed to the pasture lot. "Poor Dollie, how she has been abused!" Rosie said with a vibrating voice, her tears very near. "Mr. Finn, hand me my whip, and then tura the pony loose. The pony scampered across the lot and theu returned. . Rosie stood still, the wmp in her hand, all eyes resting upon her. "IIere,Dollie," she cried. "Come here, Dollie!" The pony flung up her head, looked at Rosie, whinnied her delight, and then walked up to her and poked her in the ribs with her nose. "Do you love me, Dollie?" she asked. The pony nodded her head. "How much do you love me?" Rosie asked. The pony made no response. "How much do you love mej" Rosie sharply repeated, with a peculiar move ment of her whip. The pony kissed her by touching her Vaeek with her nose. Rosie was so overcome that she flung her arms around the pony's neck and laughed and cried hysterically. More than one sturdy man drew his sleeve across his eyes. The gypsy started .at the experiments, his swarthy face growing darker. "Kneel, Dollie," ordered Rosie a3 she swayed her whip. Down went the pony on her knees. "Sit up," cried Rosie. In a moment more the pony was on her haunches. "Shake hands, my lady." The pony thrust out oae foot. "Now pray." a response to that, the intelligent aubaal folded her front legs, rested her head upon theaa, and looieJ comically demure, tGet UP,V a5 tbe cext orcer "hen the pony was on all fours again, ; ko?ic struci-c tier iiativ on tne root- 1 j Why, you poor child, you!" she j commieratmgiy said. "You are dread- ! fully lame!" I The poay limped arounJ, bobbed her ' head and looked so dejected that every I body laughed except the gypsy. Coa I stab!'. Fiaa grianeJ at him. aal said sir- casricaliy : You must a-p;-at a TVDwer o tlm learn in" the pu::v all that are." The gypsy muttered something under his breath, a baleful look id his eye . "Go awav!" liosie angrilv cried to '' c PJt wita a Kit of the waip. j The pony raa to the rear of the pas ture lot, and then came back at a fearful rate of sped, her mane streaming, her jaws apart, her teeth gleaming. "Look out, girl!" ieveral of the spec tators cried ia aLirra. Rosie felt no dismay. She stood still, her arms folded, her whip ia her hand. The pony did not rua her down, but stopped directly ia froat of her, and whianied, aad thrust out her head to be caressed. "Mr. Fiaa, Rosie said, "please cov er my poaj's eyes, so that she caa't sec. The constable did so, wbila Rasie walked to the fence and dropped, her handkerchief. Then sac came bickaai stroked tho poay's nose. j "Dollie," she said, ia a tore of dep concern, and she passed the whip three times in froat of her, "I hive lost) my handkerchief." The pony sauffed about her dress. "It isn't ia my pocket," Rosie said. "I mult have dropped it scmexhere. Go look for it." i The pony went arounJ the lot, foiad the haadkerchief, picked it up, and brought it to her youag mistress. ! "Is the court satisned, asked Rosie, a quirzical look oa her face. ! "The court a satisfied, Siuire Bar low said. "In fact the court is over whelmed. Rosie Watson, the pony be longs to you. Take her home, she is en tirely too smart." "But ain't I to be compeaattd in any way?" asked the gypsy, with a fierce scowl. "You are getting of cheaply eaough as it is, was the biuire s comment. 'You ought to be gla 1 that she did not charge you with steiling; the pony.", j Well, I in going to give the paay good-by, anyhow," the m ia said. ; He stepped quiciv up to the poay. grasped the halter aad pressed closely to her. ' Bat Rose had 2t eyes about her. She gave a loud scream, aad dealt tho pony a stiairiair blow oa the noie. The ani mal sprang back aad the gypsv fell flat oa his face. Wueu he ioe to his feet. he had an uglv kaife ia his hind. "The coward was going to kill my pony, cr:ea Kosie, ia terror. Stoutly built though the miscreaLt was, Constable Fiaa seiz.nl him by the collar and short: him until his teeth chattered. The cnwl surircl down upon the gypy, to do him further harm, but Squire Barlow ir.tcrfercd. "Look here, you scouadrel, he said in a great rage, "if you are not out of the township in half aa hour, your whole gang, bag and baggage, l?ck, stock and barrel, you'll find yourscrr ia the county prison. Now be sharp; The gyp-v saeaked sullealy away, Coa- stable Finn following closely at his heels. The bystmders congratulated Rosie, and cheerel her heartily as she vaulted unaided upon the bare back of the pony and rode home with it. For weeks Rosie's case before the Squire wa3 a topic of conversation. Yankee Blade. Tlie Lost Chord. The curtain was down, the hmie wai empty, the last few patrons were strug gling out of the CahformaTucatrc aad all the lights were out. Chief Usher Williams was coming down the main staircase when a tfirure daited past him in the gloom. "Where &ri you going.' ' he called. and he grabbed the stranger by the coat tails. The man struggled madly, but never uttered a sound. "Where are you going to:" ag'un asked Williams. "D'at you kno.v the show is over ar-d we're locking up the house?" and he dragged the n:aa dova a few steps into the light of the lobby. Meanwhile the intruder gesticulated wildly, and his eyos rolled like marbles and he hissed at Williams like a Suddenly he bent over to the usher. "I lost my voice." said he in au al most inaudible whisper; "left it up stairs. Goin' up to find it." Williams gaped in amazement, let go his grip on the man and followed him upstairs. After a few moments r.m:n iing among the seats the vtraairer t'jpcd down and picked up so.uet!i::i,'. "Found your voice ycti" c illc i Will iams. Yes. I'm all risht now!" The chief usher neirly droppe.l. The voiceless stranger spoke with all the me tallic resonance of a bassoon. "What the dickens is your voice made of, anyhow?" he asked, as he pilote 1 the stranger downstair. "Silver!" replied h- ia the smo ften torian tcne. "See; here it i?. I nrM have jerked it out with laughing, and I never missed it till I got outside." He pointed to an orirlce at the si 1c ot his throat. The metal !ips of a canu!i were gleaming there. Without th-. nv-til tube he was silent as th'j mumrny f Rameses II of Egypt. San Fraa-;scj Examiner. . A Faiuons Ulaice Mansion. The old Pepperell mani-n at Kittery Poiat, Me., built over 2D0 yeirs ago, has probably sheltered more famous peo ple thaa any other house on this side of the Atlantic, with the exception of L Mount Yernoa aad Moaitceil 3. The hou-e was built by the Mrt William Pepperell, a gre.t merchant aa 1 ship builder of hit time, who accumulate I va wealth by tr t:-. aad his maa-iu rethcted the cxtcv. of his me in,. Fac ing the sea a:i i surroua ded by a greit park where herds of deer di -ported, the old man-.'ja ni a d? iightfal place cf re-ideace. The famom Sir IViilbm Peppered, son of the Luiider, enlarge i and adf.r'ic 1 the minioa i ho time of his marriage, ia 1731. This William Peppered, the only American baronet, was a remarkable man. II 2 was tie richest raaa ia the colonies, aad had at time3 xs many a. ve;!i a2oit. He was a suc-essful Ge-cra!, and was seca at Louucurg, aad his jxiliiical ia. fluf-nce was very great. Xew York Sua. "A eatttcky paper Ic7ls of itvea cars of com, each weighing a pouad, thai xtrew oa oae stalk. REVENUE CUITER SERVICE d'utizs or :.-avai. assistants : TO TIIK TIlHASUr.Y. Thrr Mu": PrcTcnt Smu linj Alon- and I'phoiU Our Lauon the Scav The rfTccue cutter fcrvice is the tarr r .tlje Treasury. Excrpt ia time of wr it is under the immediate control of tl SccrtUry cf the Tn a-ury, and its cflictfi nceivi'all orders through him. Ia tin;., of war the cutters co-operate "with tho Laval rt$els and are then under the con trol of the Secretary of the Nary. Ia timr of jtace, the revenue cutters put the Custom House ofScer oa Ixnr 1 in-ccrn:ci rcsself, see that no itnuggling occurs along the coast, aad enme rI ihore to give asistax:c to vessels ia di. tres, and to Mve life acd r roperty frora shipwrecks. Beidc-i thcsopecificdut;t, cutlets may be, aad are, ordereloa special crvice, frora time :r time. Th hrt vcvc! to eater the Arctic c:ic!c ii tcarch of the ill-f ited Jeaaette, revenue cutter, atd for several rear pat the protection of the eaU in .Vaa wattr has been aa important duty cf the icvenue marine tcrice. The number cf xnea aad loyi en!.ed in tie revenue marine i from ti lOtO. and the vcnls are littr!!y ic.t. tcitd round the coat, from Maine ta Calift rr.h. Of the forty vt.s?'.i h:ca o ru r!2 the fktt a hrc cumber are, like the Chard'.tr acd the Washington, at the d:; o-al of the Collector of Cus. ti.ri.: at the several port, acd are ch:2j ti.ucerctd with the enforcement of tL eut' m regulations and the traniport o! custom vlMcers. Occasionally the routint is varied by a trip down the bay lo re teivc some ditiugu:e I riiitor aadbna biia ashore as a Government compli meat. A different c!as of vejel altogether are the cruising cutter. They au good sailors as well as good Icamtrs, aad aru ir.aiuly rigged as fore-au 1-aft and top-sail choonc!, although thrc are two 01 three bars among thern. Thee arc the cutttrs that have been trying to uphold the United Statts laws in Behring Sea, and that from the rt day of Dcembei every year uatil the tirt day of the following April act as life-savers alocg the Atlantic toast. They are ail arml ves?tl, aad the men who crvc on board t'ticia have to submit to- a discipline aa strict as that of a man-c-war. The battery of the cruising cutteri consists ff from one t-j fvur guns. Up to a rcccut date they were old twenty-fcur-pound Lowitrer, but the-e are now I cing su erseded by thrt-e-iucn ridt-. Ia addition thev carrv a full fruo:!r t,f cutla-c and fruatl arm, :a the of which the men are drilled as in the ivy. Vcder steam the cruising cutter have a maximum speed of twelve knot an hoar, uuil in siz? the- vary fr j n the Dillo., ti.e sn ailc:. IT'. toas a;eaurn::at, to ti.v Cou'ax, HC'J trj. Eight of th'.v,' vtire! are ordercl oa lite-saving aad patrol service along the Xorth Atlantic coat ia the winter cruis ing from Eatport, Me., t- (leorgctowr, S. C. They are supposed to keep the sea all the time except when it U ab solutely necessary to come into port with tbipwrccked sailors or for upplies. When cruising they hug the coast a close as safety will peria:t, and during the day there uie three look-outs stationed who survey the Lor.zoa through powerful cmrlr.'i glares for any Mgn of a reel ia ditrts. A surf boat is carried for the pur j oe of taking oil mea from vc-sh! which have gone ahore ia the 11 f. Tc cnth cutter i furnished aa ice breaker a her b )W consisting of a plate of W-shaped half -inch iron to enable Ler to cut a channel to ships frozen ia, as to tow them out. Ei.h crui?r has oa board me iicai stt res. provisioas, clothing, etc., for the relief of the distressed vie!4 an 1 mtr irer. When a cutter ha 1 suceedcl ia saving a vcsiel by towjeg her t a place cf safety, a hargs U mi Ic agalait the vessel for the value of the alUacc reaiUred, which the the captaki or o en have to lav to the Col.ector of tht ior: where tie cutter hai its hcii air ters. It i o.T the CDit of M-ioc that the ma:.r.-' re-r-uue ai'.or hat h; hacdi fa'.'.. TLe 1 ut;!".t f ve-fel t which the rev-; cralrs al!o;d isUtauce a tr.a C a- i..r. .i.ng w.ntrr laatu ci fall 4 f e.')T while it effa touches the- 'J J'J taaric. The number cf h:.i::g bjV. nel ia Maine have a r it 'leal to siy to thl ta:e cf tLio., a- they -.it : forever gt'.tmg r.lp'-'.U" :i ti:e ;:. z.. t bt oa reef thit ta- t en ii:tu the life-swing it iti?L ca t-? I e-' 1:, st:.d v. LicU are out of the tr. ' ; ... 1,.: ;;. r. T:.c i r of rer-a av; 1 f." -i ;r-e It: i r 1 t :.' .:.e 1 o rk Ne To I'teTrnt Fr.-in Tc;!. cold neither, a a Ia never weir a woo.ea ti"ht hr. To do it t !-v. fet. The wr;l 'rjw . r.j and r.i ..t.) from inseaiib'.e prepiratia i l piachts the b!oyl vesU into lr;,. i tcrpor. Iktixt th r.i y have a U foot almr,it before vou kaw It. 3I-'J better put a thin, lisle -thread rc:' itockin-text to the fct aal drax J- woolen cac oa cut:.e tLe hoe. V. ardes over the itockiags yea can . d?.'j Jack Frost if too are shr4 like C-i- edh t .rw.lf Chicago Nrws.
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