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The Eichford Gazette. HJWJSffED AT RICHFORD, FRANKLIN COUNTY, VT. EVERY THUBSDAI MOBSINa, By Tlie Gazette PnbUshlng; Company TDe Eicliford Gazette JOB PRIIVTINO Wedding Card, Tinting Carta, Handbilla, Branesa Cards. Dodeerc Bajl CaixJs, BOlheid, Utter Headings, Beeepta, Kote Headings, Tag Cards, Pamphlet, Milk Tickets, Ao Printed la the Neatest Styles, and at th a Lowest Price. If paid ntHctly In id.

7nce, and $1.30 to sub-cribers outside the county If not pud the expiration of tare months 11. II charred. Subscribers es ring ttae'r raners discontinued must ft ve notice at tbi expiration of their snb-cni-tions; any previous notice not beinr suftV dent: and nnless a'l arreaxes are paid, papers 11 not lie djatot nuad save at tua option of the pub. liaQer. VlI-rNO.

33. RICHFORD, VERMONT, THURSDAY, MAY 6, 1886. ADYESTISIal RATES, Schedule of prices for Advertising furniahed on application at this office. PRICE 5 CENTS. HER BEAUTIFUL EYES, Dem Wattahmilllons.

THE JOKERS' BUDGET. "But it is true, sir, and now we want to know whether you are going to stand For a minute not one of them answered him. Then the man who had brought the tub aft stepped out, made a respectful salute, and replied "Capt. Burrows, we didn't find fault with you. but with the cook.

The meat is so far gone that no one aboard can eat it." "Oh, it's bad, is sneered the captain, as he placed the tub in my hands. "No one can eat it ch? Let's see about that." With his naked fingers he lifted up a piece and bit off a mouthful and swallowed it. At that moment the mate appeared on deck, and the captain called: "Mr. Berry, the men declare this meat unfit to eat. Come and taste it and give me your opinion." The mate came forward and tasted it.

"Mr. Carling, the voyage is ended. You have done as you agreed, and you must admit that the men have been well behaved. Will you go with us tomorrow or stick by the bark "I must stand by the craft." "Just as you say, sir. This is a sheltered spot, and we will leave you in good shape.

We shall ta the long boat, some spare sails, a few stores and other things, but nothing to cripDle the bark. Good-night, Mr. Carling." The next day the longboat was hoisted out, and the men took some muskets, a few hatchets, kettles to cook in, tithing tackle, tobacco, pipes, and finished off with shipstores enough to last 'em for a couple of weeks. There was over $2,000 in gold in the cabin, and as Johnson knew it the others must haye known it as well, but not a man asked for a dollar. It was 3 o'clock in the af- k.nnon hefnre theV were TCadv tn on THE BIOHT SIDE.

I've lived sixty years in the frisky old worM. An' seen lots of cbangin' an turnin'. An' fifty of them, I the sweat of my brow, My bread an' my batter been earnin'. An' Fre learned many things in the way of hard facts, (I never was any great fchflar), -Ail" here's one for yon. What ever yon do, Young man an', young woman, I'm wai nin you too Keep on the right side of the dollar.

No matter how much yon may want this or that. If yon can't epare the money lo bnv it, D( n't run into debt, or you'll qnickly regret, Tuat you ever irere tempted to try it Though your clothes may be white at tho 6oan 8 an' yon find Rough edges on cuff an' on coHar, Jest wait to get new till the same yon can do, Xoaog man-an' young woman, In warn in you too An' keep on the right side of the dollar. Oh, the strifes an' the troubles that would be, lite weeds, Cut down in their pestilent growiu'. An' the blessin's, like beautiful flow'rs, that folks in their stead would be constantly sowin' Oh, the homes an' the lives that wouldn't be lost, If all this plain precept would fuller That I lay down to yon Whatever you do. Young man an', young woman, I'm warnin' you loo Keep on the right side of the dollar.

Barker's Bazar. IN A HORRY. Horace was standing in the upper hall one day doing something which his mother disapproved of and ordered stopped. He continued at it after one or two prohibitions, and finally she started toward him. He darted toward the stairway and down the stairs with such haste that he went two, three and four steps at a time, and landed in a heap on the floor.

Gathering himself up, he managed to climb upon a chair, and sat there puffing and panting until his frightened mother reached him, when he was just able to gasp out: 0 her beautiful eyes I they are bine as the dew On the violet's bioom when the morning is new, And the light of their lore is the gleam of the iran O'er the meadows of spring where the qnick shadows no, As the morn shifts the mists and the clouds from the skies 8o I etand in the dawn of her beantifol eyes. And her beantifol eyes are as midday to me, When the lilly-bell bends with the weight of the bee, Anc'Sihe throat of the thrush is a pulse in the h-a. And the senses are drugged with the subtle and sweet And delirious breaths of the air's lullabies Bo I swoon in the noon of her beantifol eyes. 0 her beautiful eyes 1 they hare smitten mhn own As a glory glanced down from the glare of the throne; And I reel, and I falter and fall, as afar Tell the shepherds who looked on the mystical star. And yet dazed in the tilings that bade them arie 80 1 grope through the night of her beautiful eyes.

James Wmrcons Bilei. A STORY OF THE SEA. BAD GRUB AND BRUTAL TREATMENT CAUSE A MUTINY OH BOARD TUB MED WAT. When you come to speak of dreadful things, you may set it down that a mutiny at sea can be classed first. It is in most cases the turning; of the worm.

Men who have had it drilled into them for years that they must put up with such food as hogs would refuse, obey every order without question, peril their lives at the word, cringe and tremble one of their species because he is in authority, are not to be driven into mutiny on the high seas without ex treme provocation. When the worm turns, then look out! Tour cringing foremast hand, who only the day bclore thanked the mate for knocking him down, may be a tryant in turn. The ship becomes a floating hell. The slaves of yesterday are the masters today. If once they take the step which render tliem mutineers, they will not hesitate to go further and add' murder to the crime.

In the year 186 after having served on coasting vessels for several years, and made one voyage from New York to Liverpool, I shipped 83 second mate on the bark Medway, bound from San Francisco to the Sandwich Islands, and i thence on a trading voyage to the islands of the southwest. The bark was a small one. but a good sailor and a dry ship, and 1 believed I was in luck in securing my berth. The captain, whose name was Burrows, seemed a very pleasant man, making use of no profane language, and appearing to be as mild-tempered as a parson. Mind you, I am giving my first impressions as I sized him up while we yet lay at the wharf.

I shipped at Honolulu, the bark having already completed the first part of her voyage. I heard rumors to the effect that her whole crew deserted her on her arrival at the islands, but rumors among sailors arc not to be depended on, and I gave the matter no investigation, though I saw that she was shipping a fresh crew. We left Honululu with twelve men before the mast, and we ere not yet off soundings when trouble began. The meat which had been boiling away in the cook's coppers during the forenoon gave out strange odors. From the whiffs I bad caught now and then I knew something was wrong, and when the meat was carried forward in the kids at noon the stench was enough to turn one's stomach.

The mate, whose name was Berry, saw that I was surprised such meat should be placed before the men on a voyage just begun, and he growled "Ah! it's too good for such as they. Just let me catch 'em making a fuss over it, and I'll work up their old iron in a way to open their eyes!" 1 was astounded. Mr. Berry had seemed a quiet, even tempered man, and I had said to myself that there would be no bullying aboard of the Mcdway. The watches had not yet been set, but the bark was on her course before a light breeze, and things were being made ship-shape.

The captain was already at dinner, and soon after uttering the remarks quoted above the mate went down to join him. I was thus left in charge of the deck, but tho crew, with the exception of the man at the wheel, were forward with their kids. As the beef made its appearance there wns a movement of surprise, and I heard several of them utter expressions of disgust. The meat was picked up and closely examined, and then all faces were turned in my direction. Then, after a brief consultation, on old sailor whose every look and action proved the genuine tar" picked up the meat tub and came aft with it.

He going to make a complaint, which he had a perfect right to do, and as officer of the deck, had no right to refuse to listen. He put down the tub, doffed his hat, and very respectfully said: "Mr. Carling, the meat isn't hardly fit to bait a shark. It is probably the fault of the cook. Will you kindly forward our complaint to the Captain?" At that moment Captain Burrows appeared on deck.

Taking in the situation at a glance, he walked straight up to the sailor and thundered: "What does this mean, you dog?" Finding fault with your provisions bo-fore the first meal is begun 1 Get forward, you infernal whelp The man retreated without a word in reply, but left the tub behind hiin. I'm telling you the solemn truth when I say that the odor of it was enough to turn my stomach seven or eight icet away. "It's just like 'em, the hounds," roared the Captain. It's the beef they find fault with, eh? Here, every mother's son come aft!" The men slowly obeyed, knowing that a storm was at hand. Iho Cnptnln picked up the tub, held it out toward them, and said: "Is there anything wrong with this meat? Who says this isn't sweet beef as wns ever placed before Milors? ho Is the mini?" oy us or side with the Captain Where is the Captain? "Lving over there intilS lee scuppers, bound hand and foot.

The mate went overboard half an hour ago." 'I walked over to where the Captain was lying. He was securely bound, but no harm had come to him as yet. He was, however, in mortal terror, and as soon as he set eyes on me he called out in broken tones: "Mr. Carling, for God's sake, save my life! Don't let them murder me in cold blood!" As I looked from Captain to mutineer, Johnson said: "The mate was among us with a belay iug-pin seeming bent on murder, and we had to do for mm Then we reasoned that we might as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb, and we secured the Captain." "Men, you have done a terrible thing! Don't you know every one of you will swing for this? "We want no preaching, Mr. Car ling," replied Johnson.

"What we want to know is, how you stand? The mate has gone and the Captain must fohow. If you will navigate the bark for us, no harm shall come to you. If you refuse. then we shall set you adrift. We're gone too far to back water." "Talk to 'em Mr.

Carling," gasped the Captain, who was greatly broken down. "Tell 'em that if they will spare our lives they shall not be punished loi what they have done. I give my word they shan't. "What will you do With him?" I asked. "Set him adrift in the yawl at daybreak." "And if I refuse to navigate the bark?" "You go with him, though we'd be sorry for it, for you've used the men right." "What point do you wish to make?" "The coast of Brazil." "Will you all sign a paper to the effect that I had nothing to do with bringing about this mutiny, and that I navigated the bark under duress?" "We will that!" they shouted in chorus- "Very well, I will remain; but why not keep the Captain a prisoner instead 01 sending him adrut.

"He must be punished, sir," replied Johnson. I argued with 'em together and sep arately, but it was no use. They had decided on a course, and could not be swerved from it. Capt. Burrows was a cringing coward.

He begged, entreated, and sought to bribe, and when day fully broke he hadn't the heart of of a woman. A man was sent aloft with a glass to survey the sea, and when he-came down and reported the waters clear of sail the yawl was lowered, a keg of water; some of the spoiled meat, and a lot of wormy biscuits were placed in it, and tney were rcidy to send the Captain adrift. His cowardice was so great that one could not pity him. He had to be lowered over the side like a bale of rags, and as his boat floated away he cowered down 011 the bottom, and seemed to fall into a stupor. When he was half a mile astern Johnson called every man aft and said: "Now, men, Mr.

Carling is to be our Captain and he is to be promptly obeyed, I shall be first mate, Peterson second and though we berth in the cabin, you shall have just as good food as we do. We will now name the watches, and things will go on as if there had been no trouble." His word was not questioned. There was no exultation, no lawlessness, no boasting. Every man was quiet and. ihey had been wronged.

They had righted that wrong in their own way, and were now simply seeking a safe escape. In twenty minutes after the Captain was set afloat you could not have that anything out of the routine had happened. The decks were washed down, breakfast prepared, and when things had been cleared away Johnson came down into the cabin and said "Mr. Carling, how far are we out from the Sandwich Islands?" "Not to exceed seventy miles." "Very well; you will please give us the course for the Paumotu Islands?" "But I was going to alter the course to run for South America." "We don't want to go there. What I said was to deceive the Captain, for it's likely he'll soon be picked up.

We want to run down to the Paumotu Islands." I got out the charts, gave him the course, and followed him on deck. Everything was ship-shape, the men as respectful as you please, and it was hard to realize that anything like mutiny and murder had occurred. It seemed as if the very winds looked upon ihc revolution with favor, for the breeze' hauled to our best sailing point and sent us along hour after hour and day after day until we were far to the south of the Sandwich Islands. lam telling you now what I afterward swore to. that a better crew never trod a deck.

There was no wrangling, no drinking, and not the least indication of insubordination. When we came to overhaul the ship's stores we found four-fifths of them as fresh and sound as any sailor could ask for. The other portion must have been put in by the Captain on somo speculation. Near tho line of the equator we had' light winds and calms for several days, but finally got a slant which carried us to the south until we got a holding breeze, and one afternoon we sighted the islands for which we had long been headed. The group comprises fifty or more islands, with those of the Society, Cook, and Tnbna lying just to the south.

At this day most of the islands are inhabited. At that date only a few of them were, nud there were not above three or four ports of call, mainly for the convenience of whalers in want of vegetables and water. The bark had planned to visit the Marshall, Gilbert, and Phivnix Islands, lying near the equator, and much nearer Honolulu. The Paumotu Islands had been selected by the mutineers because two of them had once been wrecked among them, and spent a year or more in leading a half-civilized life. Before dark we had made a safe anchorage, and, though the voyage was now ende dlsoipliue still remained as strict as over.

That evening Joliusou came down to uio and said EMOTIONS OF A JOYFUL DARETB WHEN TUB FIRST OF THE EEASON ARRIVED. 'Mid chilling winds that blow from off the lake and fleecy flakes of snow the citrus fair at Battery Armory stands like a hot house on the north pole. Wednesday afternoon there ambled through the door a huge colored man. With gaping mouth and rolling eyes he roamed amid the orange trees and past the drooping palms. The exhibits from the Pasadena settlement are two huge watermelons.

The colored visitor managed to keep himself together until he reached the Pasadena exhibit. When he caught sight of the the watermelons his face turned an ashy hue, his lower jaw dropped and his knees knocked together. With straining eyes he tottered forward until he was within a foot of the precious fruit. "Say, boss," he stammered, shaking with suppressed emotion, "am dem real wattahmillions?" The bronzed Californian standing near said they were. "Kin I jest' put my han' on dat wat-tahmillian onct, jes' onct?" pleaded the agitated geDtlcman, glaring at the placard "Hands off." "Well, I reckon I can let you touch it just once, even if it is against the rules," drawled the Californian.

"What do you want to touch it for?" he addei, in a suspicious tone. "I jes' want to make suah dat its dar. I wants to know if it's a real, suah 'nuff wattahmillion. "It am, it am. It's a real wattahmil lion," he chuckled, as his long fingers played over the smooth rind, with a quivering ecstasy.

"Mos' ub my 'speri- ence wid millions bin in de dark, an' I tells dem by de feel. Wattalimillions in March! Lor's sakes, my sistum a'n't 'pared fur de shock dis time ub de year. When I tells de niggers down on State street dat I's been feelin' a real live wattahmillion yo' bet I's gwine ter get de medial lur lyinV vtucajo iveira. The Tarn-Back Game. "What do you mean by 'turn-back 1 heard ycu speak of that just now," asked a reporter of a circus man.

"Oh, that's an old fake. Everybody plays it. The outside ticket seller, the candy butcher, der boys wot sells lemon ade on the scats, and concert tickets and peanuts, besides the men who is always askin' the jays to give small bills foi large ones they all does it. You see, when a jay goes to der show he always takes his best girl wid him if he isn't niarrieu, auu nis wnoie lamiiy 11 lie 13. He goes to the ticket-seller to buy his ticket, and gives him a five, a ten or a ty to xtav for 'em.

Whv. I've I knowed the suckers to hand in a hun dred-dollar bill Well, whatever it is, the ticket-fakir gives him his tickets first then he gives him his change but he turns over one or two bills in such a way that when he counts the change before the jay's very eyes he makes the bills he has turned back count double. Maybe he turns back a five or a ten, or only a one or a two, but, whichever it is, he turns back. The jay's change is sliort jist that much, and as he gets pushed away by the crowd, or the cap pers, he shoves it into his pocket and hurries into the show to git a good place. When he gits into the show he hauls out his money and counts it.

Den he sees his change is short Another fakir wot has had his eye on him goes to him and asks him wots the matter. He tells his little tale; the fakir is sur prised. Maybe the jay is mistakep. So he counts it for him, turns another bill on him, but he doe3 the trick by palming so smart that the jay thinks it is all right, after all, and puts his wad back into his pocket. The peanut and candy peddlers play the same racket whenever they get a bill of over $2 to change, and so does the concert ticket-seller, and him what sells the reserved seats.

It's a very nice game to play and never seems to be played out." Met His Match. Daniel Webster used to tell a story about William Plummer, a famous New Hampshire lawyer, who practised in a time hen the judgments of the courts of that Slate were based rather upon tho system of local law to which the circumstances of the country had given birth than upon the principles of the common law of England. Mr. Plummer was ixamining a noted quack doctor, who was unwilling to testify, and from whom at last no other reply could be obtained than, "I don't know, sir." After Mr. Plummer had received this evasive answer several times, he asked of the witness: "Can you say, doctor, on your oath, that as a physician, you know anything The witness, discarding the pretended ignorance with which he had responded, drew himself up and said "I know, Squire Plummer, as much about medicine as you did about divinity when you were a Baptist preacher The court and the bar smiled, and the audience laughed, but Mr.

Plummer very quietly remarked "When I found that preaching was not my proper business, I bad sense enough to leave the pulpit. If you, doctor, had possessed as much sense, you would have discontinued the practice of medicine years ago and saved me the trouble of exposing your ignorance and presumption in this case." The laugh now was at the doctor's expense, and he was- dismissed from the stand, crestfallen and discredited. Ben. Pkrlet Poohb. Why Don't Ub Strike).

General Master Workman Powderly, in returning a check for $10 sent to him, takes occasion to say that whilo he cannot accept such favors, his salary of $1,500 as chiof ollicer of the Knights of Labor is a compensation by no riieani in proportion to the work to be done, lis works, he says, from sixteen to eighteen hours a day and bos not had a holiday for seven years "You will see," he writes, "that my actual pay for work done is about tweutv-three cents an hour. 'I'M editor of the Deseret Newi, Salt Lake, is in jail for supporting four wivjs. We will guarantee tho payment of his fine if ho will give it away. JiK let the provision know how he Supports four on ou papor. A LITTLE HUMOROUS READING FOB THE LEISURE HOURS.

At the Bax OfflceHe Didn't Think-The New Freg-A Pertinent the Tyrnnls-On the Frent Seat-Dots u4 Doshee. F.tc THE VERY FIRST. In old times George Fmith was a well known trader in the village of Wa ne. All storekeepers sold rum at that day, and Smith peddled a lot of it. He drew it from a hogshead, in which a plug took the place of a modern faucet.

A piece of leather under the plug shaped the course of tho stream. Some of Smith's customers occasionally bantered him about watering his rum, but Smith always good-naturedly replied that he never put water enough in it to hurt 'em. One morning a customer called very early and asked for a quart of the liquor. It happened that the rum was low in the hogshead. Smith canted it up, drew out the plug, and only a few drops came, but a frog jumped through the hole, and hopped around as lively as ever.

"Gosh!" said Smith, "that's the first West India frog I ever saw." Lewuton (Me.) Journa'. TIE FIRED UP. He had been courting a West End girl for a long time, but he has quit now. It happened Sunday night after church. They were sitting as close together as the sofa would permit.

She looked with ineffable tenderness into his noble blue eyes. "George," she murmured, with a tremor in her voice, "didn't you tell me once you would be willing to do anv great act of heroism for my sake "Yes, Fannie, and I gladly reiterate that statement now," he replied con fident tones. "No noble Roman of old was fired with a loftier ambition, a braver resolution than "Well, George, I want you to do something real heroic for me." "Speak, darling; what is it "Ask me to be your wife. We've been fooling long enough." The sequel is stated in the preface. Washington Critic.

HE knew IT. When the Eev. S. L. B.

Chase was a pastor in Rockland he one day essayed to treat the Sunday school to a blackboard exposition of the les-' son. So for a starter, and in the way of graphically illuminating his remarks, he took a bit of chalk and slowly and somewhat painfully sketched on the blackboard a representation of two human hearts joined together. "Now, then," he said, turning to the school, "who will tell me what I have drawn "I know." called a vcrv little bov on the front" 6eat. "Well," the Pastor kindly said, "what is it And the very little boy on the front seat shrieked out, "A termarter!" Rockland (Me.) Courier. THE INTEREST.

"I suppose Eastern capital has done a great deal for this country," said a traveler to a Dakota settler. "Oh, I 'spect it has least that's what they all say." "Haven't you been benefited by it "Well no, can't say as I have." "What has been the trouble "Why, you see, I borrowed $50 of yer Eastern cap'tal when I first came out here, and blamed ef it hasn't kept me humping 'bout's hard as I can hump to raise the $30 each month to pay the interest on it. It has kinder held me back, stranger." Esicll ne (Dak) Be AT THE DINNER TABLE. "Come, doctor, you are very skilful. I will give you the" honor of carving." "With pleasure, madam." And immediately the doctor begins his task.

He Is very absent-minded, and when he has finally made a deep cut in the leg of mutton he stops, takes a roll of linen and some lint out of his pocket and carefully bandages the wound. Then, after regarding it critically, he remarks with professional gravity, while the guests are stupefied with astonishment: here, with rest and good care there is nothing to fear." GETTING IN. A worthy bank director went down one night to his bank and discovered a burglar about to break in. "Well, sir, what are you going to do?" asked the director; "are you aware that this is my bank you are about to rob?" "That's all right," said the burglar, calmly. "Now don't be alarmed; I ain't goiu' to stand in the way of a pal gcttin' the boodle.

I'll leave you my kit of tools in case you have any trouble gettin' in. You can send 'cm back from Canada and with these words he disappeared. DOWN WITH TYRANTS. "Yes," said he to his neighbor across the fence, "the laboring men are in the right. It was time for them to rise against the tyranny of capital.

Down with all tyrants, I say "John Henry!" shrieked a shrill voice from the kitchen, "are you going to hang out that clothes-line and split that wood and draw that water, or shall I I have to come out to you "Yes, answered meekly, "I'm going right about it." Ztorfoa Courier. DOWN THEV GO. A man from the country went into second-hand store on Jefferson avenue yesterday and asked the proprietor to show him a spring overcoat. "Certainly; vo aro ust putting down dc brices on shbring shtock." Suddenly there was a terrific hammering and a general hubbub in a rear room. "For Heaven's sake what's that?" asked the customer.

"Oh, don't ot vrightencd. Dot's only my son Isaac knocking down de brices or shbring gools," Detroit J'nbune. DIDN'T STOP TO THINK. One of her friends, not very well off In a worldly wav. had bought her a simple but pretty gift on her 'birthday.

"It onlv a trillu tho friend began, when Miss Volatile interrupted her with: "Oh, no apologien, I beg. I shall value It juit ns much as the presents I havo received which are reully worth JMrjxtr Vuiur, I saw him wince as he chewed at the stuff, but he bravely swallowed it down ana exclaimed "The best beef I ever saw aboard a ship!" "You whelps! You hounds! You gang of Iazysojers! but I'll teach you to find fault screamed the captain, as he threw the tub at the nearest sailor; and then he dashed among them, followed by the mate, and four or five men were knocked down and kicked about in the most brutal manner. Not one of them made any attempt at resistance, and they were not followed beyond the fore mast. "There! I guess they've had an intro- duction to me, and will hereafter know how to brace their yards," chuckled the captain, as he came aft. "I run this craft, Mr.

Carling, and I want every man aboard to know it. I want no man in the cabin who coddles" the fo'castle. Why didn't you knock the dog down when he came aft with the been "Captain Burrows," I replied, "I was never aboard of a vessel yet where the master would not listen to a complaint when respectfully and regularly set lortn." "Oh, you weren't! And so I'vegot a second mate who can teach me something. How very fortunate I am! Let me say to you, sir, that you had better go slow. I can break you and send yon forward among the men, and I'll do it if you give me the slightest excuse.

With that he turned and went below. In little time the watches were named and set, and as I was ready to turn in, the mate took occasion to observe "The old man is a little headstrong, but it needs a strong hand over these fellows. If once you begin to palaver with 'em they'd demand chin stores within a week." "But the meat was horrible." "We'll, I've seen better; but they had no business to kick up a row over it. They're lucky to get meat of any sort." I went below realizing that I had shipped aboard a floating hell, and that my position was a precarious one. As I for following the example of oaptnin and mate 1 would not, ana it 1 was degraded and sent forward a matter winch lay entirely with the captain 1 had better go overboard at once.

Had the captain been a just and mild-tem pered man the mate would have been under restraint. As the captain had taken the lead and shown that he intended to govern by kicks and blows, the mate felt free to exercise his brutal nature. Within half an hour after I had left the deck he forced an excuse for knocking one of the men down, and an hour later he reported to the captain that he never sailed with such a gang of mutinous dogs. -During my night watch I saw and heard enough to realize that a feeling of deep indignation had taken hold of the crew, and that it needed only an other act of brutality to incite rebelliou. the man at the wheel invented an excuse to speak to me, and presently ob served: "Some of the men feel pretty sore, Carling, and I hope they won't be driven to He did not finish the sentence, and I said: "Let them take their grievances be fore the first American Consul.

There are laws to protect the sailor as well as the officer." 'But who of us ever, saw those laws enforced, sir? Jack is a dog at sea and a nobody ashore. The captain tells his story to the Consul, and if Jack follows after, he's more likely to be sent to prison than to receive justice." I could not gainsay it, and as an officer of the ship, had no right to encourage a spirit of complaint. Sailor men will stand poor rations and tho most brutal abuse so long as they are without a leader. What had happened during the day might have been passed over and forgotten had not the scenes been renewed. The mate came on deck in bad temper, and as my watch turned in he was abusing his for their tardiness in answering the call, though I never saw a quicker change on any craft.

It happened that the man who had acted as spokesman in regard to the beef was the last one out of the fo'castle It was no wonder, for several of his teeth had been loosened and one of his eyes closed by the blows, and he was probably stiff and sore. As I went down the companion I heard the mate shouting: "Ahl you infernal skulker, but I'll cure you of this! If you've come aboard this bark to sojer and live on sweet cake, you want to look out for mo I turned in, sick at heart, now realizing that there would be no let up on the part of enptain or mate 1o the end of tho voyage. It did not seem ns if 1 had been asleep half an hour, though in reality three hours had passed, when some one pulled at my arm, and a voice said: "Mr. you are wanted on deck, sir." "Who is it?" I asked. "It's me, sir Martin.

Will you come on deck at once?" I knew that the man was a common sailor though I did not know any of them as yet. I reached the deck a minute behind him. The bark was on her the breeze was very light. To my astonishment I found most of the men aft, and I was no sooner on deck than I saw that something was very wrong. "Mr.

Carling," said the man who had oomplained of the beef, and whose name was Johnson, "the Mod way is in our possession. We have been driven to mutiny." "It cau't be!" 1 exclaimed, as I looked about. and the last two hours were spent in All i- maKlug everyuiiug ouug. a.u mB ugm nnilo SUM DAIll llnWtt find tiUt. lnff.

lh. DifllO I. I. CI. VUU the sail room, and the others were care- fully stowed, ine secouu ancnor was Imniuul anil the Plintain'S dinnrev waa "wrr 1 r- -j hoisted out and made fast alongside for my use if 1 wanted to go asnore.

Then nvnvv mnn flitmed the OaPer I hfldrlmwn up, and as they went over the side each one took my hand ana oaue me good-by. I never saw one of them again. Six weeks later a Massachusetts whaler discovered the Mcdway in her snug berth, and, as she happened to VinT.a tVift pww nf a wrecked vnaepl aboard, I had no trouble in securing a complement of men to return the bark rt Kan "KVoneicen Thfi Cflntnin a. trno afterward learned, had drifted two days Deiore ne was piciteu uji uy a irauing etaimAi- bo died KPPflrfll flora afta his rescue. So far as I know no steps a.

1 41 were ever lukcu iu uumm me mutineers, as after my statement in the courts public sympathy was altogether in their favor. A TOUCHING DEATH SCENE. The Impression of a Dying Mother's Last worm. A venerable clergyman of Virginia said lately Men of my profession see much of the tragic side of life. Beside a death bed the secret passions, the hidden evil as well as the good in human nature, are very often dragged to the light.

I have seen men die in bat tle, children, and young wives in their husbands' arms, but no death ever seemed so pathetic to me as that ot an old woman, a member of my church. "1 knew her hist as1 a young gni. beautiful, gay, full of spirits and vigor. She married and had four children; her husband died and left her penniless. hhe taught school, she painted, she sewed, she gave herself searcelvyime to eat or sleep.

Every tliouhtjajiS' children to educnte theui, to tne samecnance which tneir i-uiu wuuiu have done. "She succeeded; sent the boys to college, and the girls to school. When they came home, refined girls and strong young men, abreast with all the new deas and tastes of their time, she was a worn out commonplace old woman. They had their own pursuits and companions. She lingered among them for two or three years and then died of some sudden failure in the brain.

The shock woke them to consciousness, in an agony of grief. The oldest son, as he held her in his arms, cried You have been a good mother to us!" "Her face colored again, her eyes kindled into a she whispered. iou never said that betore, John. Then the light died out and she was gone." How many men and women saenhee their own hopes and ambitions, their strength, their life itself, to their children, who receive it as a matter of course, and begrudge a caress, a word of gratitude, in payment of all that has been given them. Boys, when you come back from college, don't consider that your only relation to your father is to "get as much money as the governor will stand." Look at his gray hair, his uncertain step, his dim eyes, and remember in whose service he has grown old.

You can never pay him the debt you owe, but at least acknowledge it before it is too late. Youth's Companion. An Old Fashioned Judge. Daniel Wobster used sometimes to read the conclusion of a charge by Judge Dudley, a trader and a farmer, a manuscript copy of which he had for many years in his desk. It was a treat to hear him read it in pure and undented English, as it doubtless came from Judge Dudley's lips: "You have heard, gentlemen of tho jury, what has been said in this case Dy the lawyers, the rascals! but, no, I will not abuse them.

It is their business to make a good cause for their clients; they are paid for it, and they have done in this case we'd enough; but you and gentlemen, have something else to consider. They talk of law. Why, gentlemen, it is not law that we want, but justice. They would govern us by the common law of England. Trust me, gentlemen, common sense is a much safer guard for us the common sense of Raymond, Epping, Exeter and the other towns which have sent us here to try this case between two of our neigh-, bors.

A clear head an nil honest heart are woith more than all the law of all the lawyers. There was one good thing said at the bar. was from one Shakspearo, an English player, I believe. No matter; it is good enough almost to be in the Bible. It is this: 'Be just and fear It is our business to do justice between the parties, not by any quirks of the law out of Coke or Blackstone, books that 1 havo never read and nev.er will, but by common sense and common honesty, as between man and man.

That is our business, and the curse of God is upc tut if wo neglect, or evade, or turn aside from it. And now, Mr. Sheriff, take out the jury, and you, Mr. Foreman, do not keep us waiting with idle talk, of which there has been too much already about matters which have nothing to do with the merits of the rase. Give nn honest verdict, of which, as plain, common-sense men.

you noed not be ashamed." Ben- Poorr. Monev. To tho wise a convenience; to tho fool necessity, "Mother, you oughtn to hurry me so!" Harper's Bazar. worn orT. 'I've been digging over my said Brown, "and I'm all worn out." "Ahl" remarked Fogg; "a new variety of earthen wear, eh?" Fenderson, who was present, thought it was a mighty good joke, and seeing Smith a short time afterward, of course he had to tell it.

"I say, Smith," said he, "Fogg has just got off a neat thing. Brown was saying that he was all worn out digging in his garden, and Fogg asked him if that wasn't a new kind of crock ery ware. What do you think of that?" "I don see the point." "Darned if i do either, now; but I thought I did when Fogg told it." Boston Transcript. A CARELESS COOK Customer (to restaurant proprietor) I find this piece of shoe string in my soup, sir. Proprietor Shoe string, sir? (To waiter) Here; youy get this gentleman another plate of soup and tell the cook to strain it.

(To customer, apologetically) The cook has strict orders to strain the soup, sir, before serving, but she sometimes forgets, and then there is always dissatisfaction. BOX OFFICE CIVILITY. Treasurer Well, madam, what do you want Don't keep the people waiting! Woman (who has bought her ticket before and returned with it) Look here, young feller. This ticket you sold me puts me next to a nigger 1 Do you hear? Next to a nigger Ireasurer Well, tell the nigger 11 ne doesn't like it he can have his seat changed. Next Rambler, A CONSCIENTIOUS HOUSEWIFE.

When old Mrs. Van Kare read that Christopher Vert had appointed Boiler Inspector in Philadelphia, she scoured up her big wash boiler and took it around to the new official for his She said that she thought it was safe enough, but she wished to comply with the law, and an expert inspector might discover a weak spot in it that she couldn't see. Norristoan Herald. DOTS AND DASHES. "Tin vnrr helifivft this fitorv tnld riT the police that there are no gambling hnnapa rnnnino- in Chicago?" "Yes.

why should they run? There's nothing .1 i I it ior mem 10 ue uiiaiu in. Tim ey-TTinor Thebaw of Biivmnh ia said to have been ah expert poker-player. This seems very probable. A man wno always nas lour queens ougm to be an expert at poker, if he is at any game. cWninn- car noiter was the original boycotter.

Ho learned a quarter of a century ago how not to make the quarters of those passengers comfortable who neglected to tip him his little quarter. A WiTcnnimv centlemnn was sur- nrieerl wh Ua nut for a drive recently bv tho conduct of a boy whom he asked to ride. The boy relused oostinatciy, ana when prevailed upon for a reason said ho expected a whipping when he got noinc ana was in uu uuitjt. 1v 19 suorirested that women need no clubs so long as they may meet each other in dry-goods stores, it is tne nrnni-iahp nf Biiph est nblisliments who. after displaying several hundred dollars' worth of goods and selling a spooi ot thread, feel most in need of a club.

One little girl was heard to say to a playmate, "When I grow up I'm going to be a school teacher." "Well, I'm going to be a mamma and havo Bix "When thnv come to school to me I'm going to whip 'om, whip 'cm." "You mean thing) wnac nave tney over done to you?" tUm rv "Mrs. de Bangs is the most courageous woman I ever knew." Mrs. Ilaglcy (sceptically): -inueeur uag-Iny: "Yes. She went to church last Sunday wearing her last year's bonnet." Mrs Bagloy: "And her husband dared to show himself the same day! What do think of that for norve There is an old veteran, aVermontor, In town, who is always inventing excuses for going on a spree. He got glorious on the 17th of March and met a friend, who said: "Now, look here, Juke, you have no excuse to day.

You are not an Irishman." "Well," responded the veteran, with dignity, "1 guess I'm part Itish, anyway. I've got a Cork leg..

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