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Kearly so years ago, when I was an on.
dcrgrsduete of Trinit comm. Dublin. I
welded in lodgings st ingstcwn. A few
douse ad wssecircuisting library, kept by
emu then unknown to fanw, but since
notoricness"Nc. l" of the “Invincible"
conspiracy. '1'. was a handsome. agreeable
malt. fond of so Itgunrcnt, and as all my
sympathies were with tho Engiiehry we
had many sdebeto on politics. 'i'. never
lost his temper, which is more than can bc
u
E‘
teries or blow up kings. ' .
One week in 186— Dublih was all altlr.
The heir to tho cmtrn of England, with
his beautiful princess. was at the vico ro-
sandgo,‘ and a great function was to he
performed in tit. Patrick’s cathedral. In
connection with the prince's entry into an
Irish order of chivalry. 'l'. was very in-
dignant at such "adulation of a foreign
despot.” and two days boforo tho ceremony
we grew quite hot—mt burst l did—«license—
lng the matter.
“At any mte."1 said, “all the Irish
girls are wild about the prince. You'll
can he has not an enemy among them."
“if you will come and takouhand at
curds this owning up smlrs,” said the
Irish Guy Fawkes, "I will chow you a
beautiful girl who hates the tyrant us hit-
tcrly as I do. And, listen, thorn in a drop
3f pothocn in tho house that uovcr paid
Vicmria a penny. . You are not too loyal.
to drink it. I IIOW”
Loyalty is a good thing, but genuine
lrish whisky—which, as is Well known. in
utterly studied by paying duty-4s a bub
tor. Iicsidcs, the fair rebel was on attrac-
tion to a youth of 19, so I rumpled. I had
spent several evenings with 'i'., until not
bound to any that—barring his weakness
for killing"tyrunts”-—-ho was as ngrmmblo
and courteous a host as ever mixed punch
or shuffled cartis. ‘
On this occasion, besides T’s Wild, 1‘
was pronoun-d to n Miss Ellen Mugabe. u
handsome, black eyed. rod chucked girl,
about two and. twenty. plctumsquoly ut- ,
tlrcd in a whim evening dress, with groan l
ribbons and nslunnrook brooch. She spoke
with a slight Arum-loan accent running?
through but native b'roguc and ut‘owctl:
berm]! a Funinn, anarchist, conundrum”
Lat, with tho most charming oil'routcry. .
lfoforc tho ovu-ning endotl I who quito in» 3
cinntcd and had rho offered to ndminlstcri
the l‘cniun oath could hardly have rolumnl.
Wu worn left togothor for it short time by 5
our entertainers. when Miss Mnguirc suid: T
“l mu crossing by tho tunilbont in the
morning. and them Is it mmmlmion which
I should ilnvc dono today in Ilublin.
Would you do it for mu?"
"itortoinly," I ropiiod, "with plcavurc."
"I ought townrn you," said this liibcr’
ninn lit-lilab. “that. you will bu brookinu
tho law of this misornble muutbrw. or
rather that of its Saxon opprcssor. "
I full rather ur-tmsy at this. lastvbmnk ;
itmwns not in my “mi. and l hogan to four ‘
that tho bmnx you; of this sirou might
luro mo on flu! mvks. liowrrt-r, inssnrcd
bur that I was ready “to mount the gul- .
Iowa for bur Niko.“ (0f coursc. I should
not hnvo risked my neck for all tin-oyos in
lrolnml, but one must bu polin- to u lady.)
"Wall. 'tis just this." mid‘tlwtomptn-ss.
"I lmt'u n arnull jar of thut stud you have
boon drinking." pointing to tho pothccn,
"which I ahould hnvo loft at a honors in
York nth-cf. Will you tukt- it thorn curly
tomorrow?"
Iguvc a sigh of relief. No lrishmnn.
bowcvor loynl. minds lit-uniting thouxoisc
laws.
"All right.” sold I. “I will deliver it it
you will pnymo for my troubio in :ul-
vanw. I am not. going to brook liu' low
and defraud my gracious quccn for uotlr
lug."
She lifted her face to me and pouted hor
red lips.
“llcro is my purse." she sold. "'I‘uke‘
your fun." And I took it.
When I roan to go. Min] Mngniro Sllllllllil
awuynnd rut-i: mo in tho ymsmgo with u
soulll bug. T. sold “(imd night." nod
nbscntud himself. 1
“Here it is,"suld ebu. “Mind. don'tl
break it or drink it. ‘
The address is on.
tbismrd~‘Mr. t‘nudcrson, lU York atroct
(mood ilmr frontt.’ it would not do to
addmm contrnimnd goods. "
"You only paid some of the price you
procured." I whistumxl.
“You arc vary mwctous," silo roplicd,
“but tnko your full pay and be gone.“
It took it long tlmctoopl-n timlmll door.
but at last I and tho bag, which was torri-
bly hom'y, word in tho strum. ’ I wont to
my lodgings to dream of black eyes and
black bugu. '
I had It M‘fmnli tickct on the railway and
wont in every day, usually carrying a bag
of books. I fclt ratio-r guilty and thomrht
ovory policrnmn and purtvr looked Mispl-
uiously at my burden. Its wolght forum]
the to token cub on my arrival. and l Was
soon corm-yod to York arm-t, a narrow
thoronghfuro loading from Htopbcn 's i‘irecn
toward tit. Patrick's curbodral. No. to
was» tonnmont house, whose door stood
open day and night. I Illiconfltitl to tho sm-
oml floor and knocked at tho front. room
dorm A tall. rodhended Irish-Amerimtn,
who npoko with a hand twang. opcmui it
about six inches. .
“Want, young sir?" he said.
yer bizncss?"
"'I won asked by u lady." I rcpliod, “to
deliver this to Mr. i-lnn‘dorsnn. if you are
he, that's my business. " - "
Ilo locked at mound the bag. Thou, seiz-
ing tho latter. said “All right” and
slammed the door in my face. I want of!
in grant wrath. “After all." 1 thought,
“I have onrncd those few limos tlcarly.”
I hurricdp) the college and soon forgot
Miss lilaguirc and her commisulon.
Noxt day business Wan suspended. Tho
ritiwns wore nil in tho straits, Watching
tho museum and directing the royal visltw
ore. I staid out late seeing tho illumina-
tions and drinking my future sovoroign'e
hmlth with othor loyal and thirsty “un-
dergrads" of Trinity. Whun l came out of
my bedrmm next morning, I found the
following pleasant lotter awaiting me:
nun Ponce Oman. Lowe: Oman nan.
“ What’s
' ”4on all:
' orpurhupn when to tell a lie, so I said,
;jo:-t to jail for trunking or carrying or
. , in. suit
men you know of the affair..l'.bevoliee
Intro instructions tomcat you mm you et-
iotnpt to MW. Yours. otc... ‘
. ’i‘. Pristine, Im. II. I. C.
I was thunder-struck. This came of oou-
scrtlnz with Fouians and females. I to
floated that srnuggllng pothceu was not.
after all, a hanging matter. Indeed, I
was’ruthersurprisod that the doteotlvc po-
lice should notice it at all. It was the
businosecf the excl-cinch or “flown."
“Thcy run-It‘lievo llttlo to do at tho can
tie.” I thought. "liowcvor, I had hcttcr
face the music. " ~
At the appointed hour I presented my-
self at tho irish semiarid .Yard. Phulion
received mo civilly enough and nominated
me to a room whcro a couple of magls
tratos and Mr. Phillnmn. the crown to
llcltcr. were mated.
"This is breaking a butterfly on a wheel
in earnest." I said to myself. “What it
fuss about a jar of whisky!"
“Mt- —-——," said the senior magistrate.
“it is my duty to worn you that you hood
not unswor tho questions we are ulstut to
put. You might have boon from us a priw
oncr. but we hopc you arc an innoocnt
agent in this atrocious conspiracy. You
can, 1 think, best prove you: innnconoo by
conmlotc (nlndor. lint. ronu'miwr, your
statement may be uscd against yourself."
“Ask what you llkc," I replied. “i
have had no shame in any ‘utrocious ccn~
spirmry.’ ” ,
“Wc hope not." sold my lntorrogutor;
"at least not a guilty cnc. Hovvcvor. you
will not deny having curriod a black bug
which you rm-oivcd from a young wonmn
at ’I‘. 's circulating library in Kingstown.
to lo York street, the day before yester-
dnyt"
“Certainly not." I answered. “The
young lady asked mcto do n trifling com-
mission for her. and I did it. "
"I ask you." sold the magistrate sol-
aunly. “did you know thcooutcnts of that
I I
lfl'
I hesitated, butl did not think it right
with n smile;
“ You. sir; I know the contents of the
bug. Very good stuff it was too. I hope
his royal highnoss'will got some before he
loaves lrclnud. “ _
“Silent-o, sir." cricd both tho magis-
tron-s together; then the scnior said:
“I think we may stop tho oxnmlnutlon
and commit this wretched youth, who
glorlcs in his guilt, to lilinnllnlunu. lie
actually motion at a crime that might have
rcsultml in (loath nud‘dcstruction. "
“ticlltloxucu,” I crictl indignantly.
='surcly you will not semi me to prison for
filli'll a triilc! I did wrong, I supposo. but
I was roan-d in Sligo. whom ovt-ry roan.
woman nnd child. nutgistrutes and minis-
tcr-i Illi'lilililil. drinks pothocn. ’I'o circum-
vcnt. tho guuger, by carrying it to n lricud.
is i-rnlsidcrt'd on not of piety and charity,
which no Christian man would refuse to
perform. The British umpire will not
come to an and burnout) half a crown duty
has not boon paid on o quart of good
liquor. I will pay the sum tllrco limos
over and u lim- os wrli. lint. you how no
right. to rel-ml mo in jnil—ul. lCliib in this
bolo ond cor-nor murmur. I dcmnnd u pub-
lic examination and legal itssiitnnt'o. "
’I'iw nutgistrutos iookml grcntly roliurcd.
“’i'oll llrl plainly what you supposcd was
in illlll bug," said the inquisitor mildly.
“A quart of pothoon or illicit. whisky.”
Iropllcd. "And I suyoguiu that I wish his
royal bighncsu had some. If he our-o tout:
rd it. l am sure he Would ncvcr send tumb—
drinking it."
"Would you be surprlsvdto hour that
your friund's jar of pothuon was a nitrnv
glycerin bomb. intondmi to have boon iluug
into the prinro‘s curriugo by tho l-‘cniuu
ii.. niius Suntiursuuf‘” lk'lkt'fl tho lungis~
Il'llIAi.
l umrly i‘ulnti-d with horror.
who is Ellch Muguirc?‘ l gasyml.
"III-x wifv." sold llctwtivo l’ilullou.
"1h dnngumua an anarchist as them is in
itiurnpc. Silo ('lll‘l‘lt’S tho wuupons of tho
conspirators .nnd sotucfimcs pcrsundos
young fools who ndmlro bur block uycs to
help her. “
“Thu sorta-of!" I oxaluinuul. “I will
print cvidcum‘ against hor with pll‘usurc.
and will go to H98 lu'r buugcd. l slow
with that awful thing under my pillow.
It. might how blown run to piwvs. "
“And half Kingstown as well."suld tho
ofl'u-ur. “A full or own a sbukc might
lun'odono it. llut wc bum got. to catch
Mr. and Mrs. ll. yet I four they are in
Franco by this limo."
Ituptx'urml that the policc. huvlugob
taint-d news of tho plot in tho usual way-—
through an lnfcrmor—ncurciwd tbc room
in York strcet shortly after i delivered
the infernal nuu-hino. 'I'huy found the.
bomb. but it, alias Sanderson. having
stepped out to a neighboring bar, now [Ito
oiliwrs. divincd thoirorraud and nmungod
to Qfif‘fillt‘.
.Ncitlwr he nor his wife was ruptured.
Tho lnttrr, Hl'lfliit yours lat-‘1'. urbicvvd
no infamous notoricty as "tho bravo Iltllo
u'onnm" who mnvuyml to Dublin tho
knives with which the Phoenix park mur-
ders worn cornmlttud. lit-r fricnd 'l'..
whoscacquaintunoo I dropped altar llwsu
ownts. bcl-nmc npcciully notorious. and i
not not likely to hurriedly forgot. tho own-
iogl spout with “No. l."-—l.ouduu Tit-
Bits.
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A Boat Vacuum.
What. would poem to be absolute \‘ur-uu
Hill was rot-curly produccd by Profi-ssor
Elmer Ilillf‘fl of Washington in nu cxomd
ingly simple manner. lic took a tout
tube, which is n tubo of glass closcd at
our: cod, and which in this choc was com
posed of a kind of glass that melts only at
awry high tcmpcroturc. into the rubc
ho poured molten glass of another kind.
which melts at n (mmparutlvoly low tom-
pcrnturo. After tho latter had coolmiaud
thus icrruod a solid tnuss, completely filling
the tubc, be attached narration pump to
tho opcn end of the tubo and then nppliod
bent until the softcr glass insido was again
melted. The next stop was to withdraw
tho molten glass by trauma of tho pump.
enough being left to close completely the
cod of the tube, when it Willi allowed once
morotococl. As no air could enter tho
Ipacc left vacant by the withdrawal of the
molten glass. it mrfoot vacuum is believed
to have linen produced them-Youth's
Companion.
No ”trouble to Show floods.
Tho lat-gust living lady from the uclgih
boring dime muscum lookcd into the drug-
gist’s ahotvcuse. “ You don’t seem to have
the kindcf face wash I'm used to buying. "
she sold, turning away. " We've got some
giant powder in the back room, nm'am,"
ropiiod the new clerk. fonrfui he was about
to lose a sale.«~Cicvelend World.
our First locomotive.
The first. loormrctive in America was
brought from England in 1889. In the
same year the first American locomotive
do.” . i”: . .
, when!» mam Moms M.
Like many stations emu lend.
filth sooty helium wide unfurled.
Above the cluttered town they stand
And frown defiance on the world.
Yet they are beautiful to me.
Those smoky ohimneye mi and high.
For in their volloycd clouds I see
A bow of promise span the sky.
Oh. ohildrau at tho cottons door.
Play on. for there is naught to dread!
The mote clouds from the chimneys pour.
And all the land in full of bread!
Those somber etandards, floating for,
Uqu token of tho rclgn of peace,
Moro potent than tho nrma‘of war
Their whirring loom that never cease.
Bcncuth that dusky cloud is wrought
The fabric of u peoplo‘s fate.
The violation of lovo and thought
Truneccndlng all the spoils of hate.
' 'l'hero council the sound of mingled hello:
lone tho elm’d)‘ tailors throng.
In happy lunar. win ro plenty dwells,
I hear Bio hrsracwife'u cheery song.
Amid tho fuctory'u Lucy burn
Are mingled “‘L rdo of hope and choer.
That grout tho rm m Wllfll day is come
And lilt'fit'l the day when night is near.
For be the time when. birth and wide.
No smoke wreaths from the chimney top!
Send cheer to all tho l-uuntrynidu
And nil tho hum of labor chine:
When own are dumb. and children wail.
And hearts grow action with despair.
And food and strength and courogc fail
And fumino broaihcs in all the sirl
—-IiobortC. Tongue in Youth's Companion.
A BICYCLE CHASE.
Warwick was one of the suburbs of a
largo city, but the tide of fashion had
not flowed in its direction. and it re-
nraincd a small. compact mass of ugly
houses. chiefly inhabited by the poorer
classes. At thr- top of n hill two miles
aWny, however. was a magnificent man-
sion set in the center of a large estate.
The owncr‘of this property, an eccentric
old man by tho name of Richard Boul-
dcn was dubbod the curl, and his house
was gcnernlly known as the castle. In
it Mr. Bouldcu livod with his grand-
daughter and an aged woman servant.
lie was reputed to bc vcry wealthy. and
the moncmics of his life were set down
by the good people of Warwick as the
rewritricitics of a misor. There. is no
doubt that ho was miscriy. and ho had
good reason for it, which he did not
burn to givo out to the. world at large.
The truth was that he was as poor as a
church mouuo, and his fine property was
hcuvl’ly mortgaged. The only ambit-ion
ho had in life was to pay off this mort-
gugc so no to leave his crime uuiucum-
lwrcd to his orphan granddaughter,
Edith. the only other survivor of his
race. Shc was such a lovely young girl—-
so prrtiy and yet so modest. so bright
and yet so considcruto cf othcrs' feel-
ings—that all who mot her liked her.
She sccmcd tho most perfect. creature
on earth to Mr. Bouldru. for she was
the only sciacc of his rctircd life. And
yet she had less pretty clothes, loss
amusements. less everything that re-
quired the expenditure of money. than
the poorest girl in Warwick. since her
grandfather, in his unselfish passion.
did not see that the lack of many small
things in her youth was as hard to bear as
poverty would be to agrown up woman.
“The child wants for nothing now."
he thought. "If she wishes something
in the morning. but does not got it, she
has forgotten all about it by night. But
uftur awhile she will feel the luck of
money and what it brings. Then I will
be able to give it to her. "
He did not confide to Edith the causc
of his pcnuriousncss, and she thought
that he was Wealthy; hencc she could
not understood why he would not buy
for her the many little things she want-
0d. Hot supply of pin money was very
scanty. and she made all her own dress-
03. But in spite of this Mr. Boulden
was not satisfied, and he was especially
irritated when one day she dared ask
for a bicycle.
"You spend too much; you spend too
much." he declared. “What do you
want a bicycle for? To break your neck?
N0 lady should ride one. ”
“Oh, they all do,” said Edith indig-
uautly. “There’s hardly a family in the
town that. has not got one. Horuwo livc
two miles away from every one. and as
We haven't a carriage I have to walk
whenever I want to go down there. It‘s
a shame. "
“Bob! The walking does you good. "
“it‘s all right if I have the timo, but
1 generally haven't. Como. be a good
old Santa Claus and drop one down the
chimney at Christmas. "
“Nonsense. Edith. Look how the
English girls walk. and thcy have the
finest complexious in tho world. "
"But they are not walking now.
Most of them ride a bicycle. I road
about it the other day. ”
And so on. The fact is Edith had sot
hcr hoart on one. and. for tho first time
in her life. she resolved to persevere in
her attempts to pcrenudc tho old gentle-
man in spito of the annoyance and ob
stinncy ho shownd.
80 film lcnrncd to ride on a friend’s
wheel and called her grandfather’s nt-
touiiou‘ to the great pleasure it gave
her. Then she would tell him how
quickly she could coast down to War-
wick. and how easily she could climb
the hill back again. but it was of no
use.
One day her friend went away for a
week. and with great generosity loaned
her bicycle to Edith while she was gone.
Edith was intensely delighted and
spent all that afternoon riding around
the castle grounds. Considerably tired,
she Went to bed very early and was
soon asleep.
in the middle of the night shc was
awakened by the rolling of thunder.
Quite a storm seemed to be brewing,
and the mode to put down her windows.
Then suddenly shc recollcoted a sin-
gular piece of carclcseuess on her part.
Hhc had left her friend’s bioyclo stand-
ing against a pillar of the front porch.
and the wind or rain might ruin it.
“What look!" she thought. “I’ll
have to dress and got it. Inspect I’ll
have to put quite a little on. too. or I
will catch my death of cold.”
...ml. , ,.
in end watchful."
ht
of
" _n’_, Idci‘g‘
the night. I’ll peep
It was s‘ thoughtis'e‘e idea, but it lucky
one, as it turned , out. for. looking
through a chin]: in the door. the esw
the old man lying on his side the
fireplace. She was about to shrie’ out
in her terror. when the door opposite
Opened and two men walked into, the
room. '
They wore masks. and Edith km at ‘
once that they were burglars. Oneof
them was tail and stout, the other very
mail and slender. Both were mm]!
dressed andfcarricd dark lanterns.
She then looked again or grnnd~
father and saw that his I and feet
were tied. He was not gagged.
“0h, why docsn'thc shout for help!"
the wondered. Then she remembered
the isolation of the castle, and that be
was the only man living there.
"We couldn’t find nothin," sold the
big burklnr savagely, "so you‘ve got to
tell us where you keep your cash. "
“That’s what you have, " chimed in
the little fellow. .
“If you don’t.” continued the big
one. “if you' don’t, why, we’ll smash
you to pieces. Soc?"
“Sec?" asked his companion.
“I have no money" here,” said Mr.
Boniden. “I am not fool enough to keep
much of it in so lonely a place as this.
And the fact is I have not much of it
elsewhere either.”
Edith listened breathleeely to what
would follow.
"You are lyin. and you. know it."
growled the big burglar. ‘fDou’t you
think we've been a-watchin you? Why.
my parducr here , has followed you
around town for a week. ' Be seen you
get a big wad of bills at the bank this
morniu. ” '
“You, but are you aware that I paid
off some interest on a mortgage with
it?"
"You arc ,inn again, and 'I knows
it. You came straight home from the
bank. ”
Mr. Bouldcu groaued. It was too true.
“You can’t fool us,” said the little
man exultiugiy.
“No. you can’t. That's afact, ” went
on his big confederate. “And what's
more, if you don‘t roll as where it is,
and that party quick, we’ll have to try
n littlo plaster of fire on yer feet. It’s
a powerful persuadcr.”
”Oh. what can I do? What can I do?"
thought Edith as she slipped away from
the door.
She must get help, but where? From
Warwick. of course. But how? Why,
on that. door. blessed bicycle peacefully
etnblcd by the front porch. The thought
was inspiring. and. bracing up her cour-
agc, she stoic down stairs. Carefully
opening the door a. little bit, she noticed
a team hitched Ilf‘lll‘ by which evidently
bolougrd to the burglars. Her first idea
was to get in thc burglars’ wagon and
drive off, but the sight of the prancing
horses, which wcrc much scared by the
storm, shook her self confidence, espe-
cially as she know well her poor ability
as a driver. But there was tbn bicyclc
sofa and sound. She must gctfio Wur—
wick on her bicyclo or not at all. Per-
haps she could unhitch the horses and
start them off; then the burglars would
bu in a fix. She pressed the door farther
open and passed out. As she did so a
vivid flash of lightning, quickly follow-
ed by a stunning pool of thunder, stnr’
tied her so that she lost hcr hold of the
knob. and an accompanying blast of of
dashed the heavy door to with a terrific
bang. She knew the robbers would hear
it and rush out to see who it. was; so.
quickly getting the bicycle. she hopped
on without stopping to loose the horses
and started away. She was but a little
way off when the front door opened and
the two burglars looked out.
“it’s the gill. Catch her,” she heard
one cry, as the frequent flashes bright-
ened the landscape and discovered her
to them. They jumped into the wagon
and came after her, shouting for her to
stop. But she pedalcd down the steep
grade as fast as she could. She had a
fair start and knew she could ontdis-
tnnco them if she could only keep in
the good part of the road and not upset.
Suddenly she had a had full, happily,
rocciviug no sol-ions injuries. Mounted
and off again. she soon after bad math
or one. “This will never do," shn
thought. Her nerves were unstrung by
the tumbles. but she kept on as fast as
over. How glad she was to turn a cor-
uor into tho main street of Warwick.
Riding in the nearest house, shc aroused
the inmatcs. Three or four moo lived
there. and they all quickly dressed and
procured a foam. Then ‘thcy mode a
dash up to the castle. as fast as they
could. Nothing was seen of the two
burglars on the way, however, and it is
supposed that they dccnmpod out of that
neighborhood as soon as they found it
impossible to catch up to or stop Edith
in her wild ride for help.
Mr. Bouldon was found just as Edith
had last seen him. Ho was soon released
and given stimulants.
When he heard of his granddaugh-
tcr’s bravo cxploii, a proud smile went
ovcr his face.
“She is a true Bouldcn," said be.
“She has all our bulldog tenacity. I
have some of it, you know. Without
boasting, I may say that I had made up
my mind that I would sufl'er any tor-
tures rather than disclose where I h d
hid that money. And Iwould, hello 5
me. However, Edith has conquored an
obstinate old man. She shall have her
bicycle. and the host one that money
can buy. "-—-Philadelpbia Times.
An Obetoele.
First Chicago Woman—«And you had
)0 get rid of Fido?
Second Chicago Woman-Joe. he got
cross and wouldn’t let any strange hus-
bands come in the honed-Detroit
Tribune.
Getting Civiliued.
The Cherokee Indians of Kingfisher,
O. '13.. have organized a profetsicnel
football tum. How it that for Lot-
Chime Times-Md.
been Btu—it nee court to the mauled
tree built by Peter Cooper.
So the dreeeed herself and tinted
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