srsfsa fp^$3gfc* HOW THX2TG8 GO W&OHCK. commotion forward. The first mate and a consultation with his first mate the oquized the Captain when she had gone HE HUMAJT IMAGINATION. Gossip About People. half a dozen of the crew were assembled result was that all hands-were piped "I should like to have ten minute Boston 'Courier: around some object, and at intervals TbeVart It Flays in Hatters InvoWlaff Mrs. E. D. E. N. Southworth has just forward of the bridge, and the skipper with them brutes-as have sent her awaj "Alas' how easily things wrong Ufa and Death. cast side-glances at the skipper. Bartlett finished her seventy-first novelter addressed them as follows: like this, and that's a fact!" A sigh too much or a kiss too long, had the eye of a hawk. "Now, look yer, boys, I reckon, takin' "Don't a great many people procure more than one for every year of he) Early next morning, the Captain And a father's patience is quite worn out "Mr. Slope, what's going on orr'ard lnere-s a huined step and a wrathful shout, you all roun', you're as smart a lot as sent a hand ashore to find out if the life. Bonner has an iron-clad contract medical treatment who are not sick?" And the dieara of a youthful pair is o'er he sang out. ever shipped, but thar's a derned thief "Cockney" had by chance arrived during with her, binding her to write for him A outh escapes through the open door.' asked a reporter of the Detroit Post of Mr. Slope came slowly aft with the amongst you, a lowminded cuss, what the night. ith terror imprinted upon his face, alone, and on demand, at $8,000 a year air of a criminal. a prominent physician. can't content hisself with the regylation And goos down the street at a flying pace "Not that I reckpn she's more'n half "Please, sir, it's a stowaway." With ha* in hand and a dog chase The total number of hogs packed in skinful, but must go sneakin' an' prowlin' "Of course they do. There's nothing way across the pond," he said to himself The dog to the flying youth draws nigh The effect of this announcement upon Cincinnati the past winter was 395,435, around like a coyote, and freezin' the matter with half the so-called invalids. "but Brandy's up to dodges, he is, There's a savage gi owl and a piercing cry his superior officer was terrible and hing go wrong to things as don't belong to him. I against 365,451 for the preceding season, I always kept a big batch of although he is such a derned fool." 'Alas' bow easily immediate he jumped up from his don't suspect nary a man in partikler, \Vliy did the lover stay BO long* bread pills made up for that class of an increase of nearly 20,000. The reply came that the "Cockney* chair as if agitated by an electric but he's amongst you, an' if I nab him, patients. Many a one I've got out of had not arrived. A panting youth at his mother's door Capt. G. W. Bourke, U. S. A., ol shock his eyes glared like a couple of I set him. afloat in the dinghy with a bed with that sham medicine, and they "Wall, then, I reckon I needn't hurry Is yowing he'll gooutt court no more Gen. Crook's staff, at Whipple barracks torches his brow contracted into all bit o' hard tack, an' an anker of water, thought me a man of profound learning A dog is leturnmg with visage grim, ashore," said Bartlett. sorts of frowns and furrows he foamed says he recently delivered a lecture tc Dragging an ulster's tail* with him. as sure as my name's Hosea E. Bartlett, and skill." He was in the saloon going over his "Alas' how easily things go. wrong," and spluttered, and at length roared the people of Prescott, and that "hall an' that's a fact." papers with the customs officers, when Y/hen a lover foolishly tarries too long "They ]ust imagine they are sick?" out: The men slunk off grumbling. the audience were asleep in twenty min the chief mate appeared at the door "And yet how easily things go right" "Certainly! A woman is the contrariest "Chuckhim overboard!" That very evening a bottle of threestar When he leaves at a decent time of night with abroad grin in his face. utes. When I stated that I would no1 of God's creatures. If she makes "Please, sir, it's a she,"said the chief He's wise who this his memory logs Exshaw disappeared from the "Thar's a gentleman an' a lady come detain them longer the applause was up her mind she is sick, you can't talk Fatheis are fathers and dogs are dogs. mate. swinging shelf in the saloon, and a aboard and wants to see yon, sir." deafening." her out of it. You must administer "Chuck herno! Great sakes! packet of Virginia from the Captain's "Agentleman an' a lady!" repeated something. I had one call Of the seventy-six United States CAPTAKAMWT. Bring her aft!" roared the Captain. own cabin. the skipper. "Great Thunder! who me years ago that lay in bed for nine senators, at least thirty-two are pro So the mate returned to the group Bartlett was furious: he swore that are they Tell 'emB show 'em in months, and she was as well as I am. fessors of religion, including one Jew forr'ard, and presently returned, leading the steward was in league with the say, Mr. Slope, is the kid ap yet?" On a certain day there was one of these Few cargo steamers were in the habit one Roman Catholic, and two Unitarians. by the hand a fair-haired, blue-eyed crew he swore that he didn't trust a "Dunno, sir, I'll see," replied the officer, circus and animal show combinations Of these, sixteen, or just half, ar child of about eleven. of making the passage between New man in his ship from the first mate and disappeared. The skippez passing. I had an inspiration that "Well," said Bartlett, after he had Presbyterians. downwards. York and Liverpool quicker than the bent over his papers again, but wag beat any compound my skill could produce. slowly surveyed her from head to foot More depredations occured in the regions disturbed by the entrance of tbe visitors. "Picayune," Captain Hosea E. Bartlett A Boston girl who is teaching in Colorado I hired the manager to let a and from foot back again to head, and of the cooking galley. Marcus, He looked up and beheld Captain writes home as follows: "I have tame bear out of the cage and we all set and few men were prouder of their noted that she was apparently of a very the cook, was furious, and the only Brandy and Mrs. Bartlett. forty scholars of all ages and teach al up a hue and a cry, and the children craft than was Hosea E. Bartlett of the superior order of stowaway, her clothes thing that prevented a row on board Had a bombshell exploded on deck, went for the woods, and that woman most everything, grammar, history, being good, and her physical appearance was the alternate intercession of little "Picayune." Bartlett wasaNewEnglander, it could not have produced a greater effect took after them without even stopping physiology, mathematics, manners that of a child well looked after, Mary Jane with the skipper and the on Captain Bartlett than did this atypical long-legged, hatchetfaeetl, to make her toilet. There was nothing morals, common sense, personal cleanliness, "who are you?" cook. apparition. wiry-haired, keen-eyed, New under the heavens the matter with her, fancv work and general civiliza- "Mary Jane Johnsworth," was the He jumped up, mouth and eyes wide There was but one solution to the and when her husband came to settle 1 Englandear. tion." ready reply. open, utterly unable for some seconds mystery. The ship was- haunted. thought for a while he'd boot her all "Mary Jane Johnsworth," repeated "America," said he, "bosses creation, to utter a word. Strange stories were told with bated "No," said a Vermont deacon, "Idon'l over the farm." the skipper "wall, and what the tarnal it) "Mornin', Bartlett!" said Captain breath about spirits who lived on board sir, and New England boys boss America, approve of horse racin', but when another "Ever have any other case of imagina* does Mary Jane Johnsworth want Brandy. ships, of which the skipper or an officer an' that's a fact." member of the church becomes sc tion?" hidin' of herself aboard a craft as don't "Wher theHow theAlmighty was a bad man big, bearded men, who godless as to try to pass me on th "Lots of them. A big hulking fellow belong to her?" Upon July 10, 1883, the "Picayune sakes!Great Scott" was all the had braved danger in every part of the road comin' home from meetm' I fee] "I don't know," was the answer. about ten miles from the town I was was announced to sail from the foot of American could ejaculate. He took no world, related all they had ever heard "You don't know. Got father and it my duty to let out a little on the practicing in got the idea that he was notice even of his spouse. of gnomes and sea spirites with a West Tenth street for Liverpool. Upon mother?" asked Bartlett. going to die just at 11 o'clock in reins, just to keep him from puttin' his "The 'Cockney', ain't in port!" he almost spite against a certain craft, or a certain the preceding evening Captain Hosea the forenoon of a certain day. About trust in earthly things." "Yes sir," answered the child. screamed at last. member of itsjerew, with serious E. Bartlett was seated in the Oriental 9 o'clock a messenger came for me. I "Then what are yer a-slopin' from nods and winks. 'No, but her skipper is," said Brandy, In a recent breach of promise suit th hurried out. When I got there the crank home fur?" saloon, a famous house of call for skippeisand "an' he's brought this yer lively lady "course of true love" was traced in this Bartlett alone pooh-poohed these idle had fifteen minutes to live according to 'I'm not. I'm going home." gentry interested in shipping, to bear witness that Hosea E Bartlett, tales, and linked the believers with manner: "Dear Mr. Smith," "Mv deai his calculations. He did look like a "Then you're a Britisher, I reckon." master of the ship 'Picayune,' belonging smoking a very big cheroot, and occasionally Captain Brandy in his category of "Mary Jane is my name England is my John," "My darling John." "My owfl man on the verge of eternity. His eyes to the port of New York, owes nation, "derned fools,"and almost got angry with sipping a 'John Collins" at his were dim and sunken, his face had that darling John, "My dailing John,' him one hundred pounds sterlin'. I Birkenhead is my dwelling place, and" the little girl for sharing the popular peculiar pallor which heralds the near "Dear John." Dear Sir,' "Sir," and all elbow. He had a contented expression say Bartlett, your salt-horse ain't by no said the child. creed. approach of death, and his breathing was over. in his face, for ho had a full cargo attf means up to what it oughter be, an' as Captain Bartlett filled up the rhyme Mary Jane enjoyed herself immensely. was very labored. The family were for your Exshaw" full soason when freight was going begging, One of the prominent citizens ol with something which was not "salva- The weather was perfeet, so that she gathered around and weeping as they "What the tarnal do- you know about Adairsville, Ga., fell asleep while in he'd shipped his crew and did not tion," then took a turn or two along the could romp about as much as she liked took a final leave. Something had to my salt-horse an' my whisky roared bridge, keeping his eye on the child all church. His wife, sitting by, pushed her appetite maintained its invariable be done quick. There was a smart-looking expect to have to whistle for more than the American. the time, as if she was some rare zoological excellence, although she generally had woman there, and I called her aside. him gentlv to arouse him, when the three absentees at the hour of starting, "Well," replied Captain Brandy,"considerin' specimen. her meals alone, and nobody could Pointing to the clock on the mantlepiece, "old soldier," in a half sleepv way, and he was going to see his English as how I've been Uvin' on it for "Wall." he said, stopping suddenly, swear that she ate all that was placed which the patient was watching, cried out audibly, "Oh. get up Molly, ten days, I oughter be a judge." wifo who had settled for a while in Liverpool. "if you wur a man, or a boy, do you before her. I said: 'When I have his attention, and make the fire yourself." "You've been livin' on my salt-horse know what I should do with you?" This last fact gave Captain Bartlett turn that ahead.' Then I crowded into an' whisky for ten days exclaimed "Ask me if I could eat anything?" General C. W. Lowry, Principal ol an idea. She was the thief. He knew the family group, hustled them into the I To him enter Captain Brandy, of the Bartlett, more and more amazed. was the reply." that she was a favorite with the men, next room, sat down on the edge of the the Blue Mountain Female College of British steamer "Cockney." "Yes," said Brandy "hand us the Captain Bartlett took his cigar from and he knew from long experience that bed, and began telling that fellow one Blue Mountain, Miss., fell dead from hundred pound." his mouth, and looked at her with increased the men were up to any dodge to get an of the most horrible murder stories you Just as the "Picayune" was famous heart disease as he was getting on a amazement. Bartlett stared about him as a man increase of rations and grog. They had ever heard. I located it right in the train for New Orleans. He was a for her smart passages, so was the newly awakened from sleep then he got over the "innocent little thing with "Great Scott!" he ejaculated, "you've town where he know everybody, named prominent General in the Confedeiate 'Cockney" celebrated as being one of the burst out into a roar of laughter which their soft sawder. He watched her. got sass anyway. Mr. Slope, take her the woman killed, went into bloodcurdling army. "slowest of tubs on the pond." Hence shook the little saloon, and which was ferr'ard and see that she has something details, and so completely interested The steward set before her for supper the signal for everyone else. Customhouse to eat, andMr Slope, send a hand the man thathe forgot about his 11 it was that American Bartlett and British Miss Mary Anderson, man "inter- one evening meat and biscuit enough for officers, Mrs. Bartlett and all, to aloft, and report the hearings of the o'clock apjsointment. When I gave him a three men, and left her. Bartlett from view," recently published in a London Brandy never met without exchanging join, and for fully*five minutes the united "Cockney." chance to look again it was twenty minutes the buDk of an empty cabin saw her fall paper, says: "I leave with my compa,ny some lively chaff and repartee, although guffaw lasted. to 12 and he was actually mad for a The report presently came that the to with fair appetite for a while, although in September. We make a tour oi t.iev were the best of friends. "Brandy," said Bartlett when he had time, claiming that he had been tricked. "Cockney" was out of sight. he remarked that she did not over six months' duration in the United "HPIIO, Brandy! When's the old recovered so far as to be able to speak, He finally got to laughing, and we all "Brandy's a derned fool," chuckled eat extraordinarily for a healthy, growing States, including Calif oi ma. With regard m'Lisses tub off?" was Bartlett's greeting although the tears were running down took dinner together. The next day he the skipper. child. to subsequent ai rangements foi his cheeks, "I thought you wur a derned whipped two men at a barn raising for In half an hour Mr. Slope reappeared When she had finished, she pulled 188G nothing is yet settled. I am refusing The British steamer Cockney, Brandy, fool. But you ain't." twitting him about the programme of on the bridge. out a linen bag from her pocket, and, at present flattering oflers to appear master, sails to-morrow morning, death that miscarried." "You're the derned fool, Bartlett,' "She's a queer 'un, that the* kid, into it she put all that was left. Then in Spain and Trance but nexl July 10, as ever Avas," replied Brandy. said his wife, speaking for the first sir," he said "I left her with a couple she rose gently, got on to the seat, took year I may accept thoso from the former "Wasn't there anything the matter "And d've reckon she'll make Liverpool time, "to go and throw away a hundred o' pounds o' beef, and a loaf o' bread, down the whisky bottle from the shelf country and go to Spam, Cuba and with him?" this side o' Christmas asked Bartlett, pound like this, when" an' potaters, an' fixins', and I'm blessed swinging above her head, and poured South America. "Not a thing except what he imagined with a twinkle in his eye. "Don't ye fret yourself, marm," said if she hadn't stowed it away in a quarter half its contents into a flask. He was sound as a bullet but if I had "To-day ioitnit she brings up alongside Captain Brandy, "I ain't a-goin to take At a recent dinner party in London a of an hour. She's a proper stowaway, Then she stole away, Bartlett after not adopted that ruse he would have o' the quay," said Brandy. the hundred pound, 'cos why 'cos your she is sir." discussion arose concerning the exchange her. Bight forward she went along the gone over to the majority at 11 o'clock." The Yankee skipper burst into a husband has been so kind to my little "Poor little cuss!" said Bartlett "I of genius between England and deserted deck, and disappeared in the "Does imagination sometimes cure scornful chuckle. daughter." reckon I should like to have a ten darkness under the raised oc'sle. the United States. For every actor, people who are really ill i Captain Brandy called for a "Bour- The chief officer here came in. minutes' talk with her skunk, of a 'Wall," said the skipper to himself, singer, lecturer, or person of note sent "To be sure it does. Imagination bon," leisurely lit a clay pipe, took a "Please, sir, the kid ain't nowhere to father, or whoever her friend is. "ef this don't beat 'possum trackin', here by England the United States has a strange and unaccountable power. few whiffs and a sip, rested his chin on be found we've been all around, and Thar's one thing, Brandy's hundred bust me ef I know what does, an' that's made a return. There was Booth for I had a funny incident that answers bis hands as he leaned forward, and we've" pound'U pay for her passage, an' that's a fact. They're a cunnin lot o' rascals Irving, Mary Anderson for Ellen Terry, your inquiry. There was a giddy taaid: a fact." "All right," said Captain Brandy," they are! Jes' think that they should Patti for NiLson, as Patti really belonged young widow called at my office one "Bartlett, you reckon yourself tol'ble "she's at home." Three days passed, three days of come it over a poor innocent little kid day. She was a hity-tity creature. to us first Joe Jefferson foi sprv, don't ver 'Do you mean to say that Mary Jane glorious weather and oalm sea, and the like that thar, an'then try an' blarney Talked all the time she was Southern, and so on. At length, Alma "'Wall," replied the American, "I Johnsworth"began Bartlett, with a "Picayune" made her twelve knots me with a lot of yarns 'bout spirits! awake, you know, and had as Tadema, who was one of the guests gues I know the difference between a regularly every hour. Mary Jane renewed look of astonishment. We're ten days out, anyway, an' we'll much laugh as she had talk. She said: "England is one ahead of the jay bird and a caboose, an' I ain't likely Johnsworth in this time established make Liverpool to-morrer, so that it "Ain't no more Mary Jane Johnsworth wasn't very chipper when she came, United States. We sent Oscar Wilde to mistake the crowin" of a shanty-town herself as a general favorite with officers doesn't signify wuth much, an* Brandy's than I'm Hosea *E. Bartlett," however. She was on crutches and accompanied over there but she had no fool to send cock for 'Hail, Columbia,' and that's a and crew, and particularly with the hundred pound'U pay but it's real interposed Captain Brandy." "Look by a solicitous companion .fact back." skipper. She could sing any amount mean, that's what it is." here, old chap. You keep the hundred who was brim full of sympathy. The "There ain't nothin' as goes out of the of old sea songs, could imitate to the pound, but don't go larfing at the master Bartlett, who, with all his roughness, invalid had a knee badly swollen from poifcof, New York as can whip the life the noise made by the men as they of the 'Cocknev' no more." was a kind-hearted man, could rheumatism and wanted to know if I Gems from George Eliot. 'Picayune,"' continued Brandy. ran round the capstan to the shanty of "No, I'm blest if I do," said Bartlett, not bring himself to tell Mary Jane could administer electricity which always 'No, I reckon there ain't," said Bartlett. Habit is the purgatory in which we "Johnny Franswaw" or the "Shanan- grasping his rival's hand. "But the what he had seen, but he became concerned helped her. I soon had a battery at! dore." She could dance, and with all hundred pound, I've fairly lost that." suffer for our past sins. with a new thought. What in shape. The sympathetic friend "You wouldn't like to put a hundred she had such pretty, piquant ways, "Give it to the Seamen's Hospital, was to be done with her on landing? placed one connection at the invalid's People who can't be witty exert themselves th pound on a little notion of mine, would that there was not a man on board who an' then it'll be fairlv spent." She lived in Birkenhead, but how was knee, which appeared angrily inflamed. to be pious or affectionate. you said Brandy. would not have done anything to please "Bully for you!" sa"id Bartlett. "Great he to find out in a huge place like I held the other connection in my left "Earrin' the 'Cockney,' I don't mind Some people are born to take life her, from the skipper to the steward's sakes! I kinder can't help laughin' agin Birkenhead where she lived and' who hand so as to complete the circuit by if I do," replied Bartlett. boy. Her appetite continued huge to think of you fixed up thar in the foc'sle pretty, and others to grumble that it her parents were Take her to his own touching the patient with the right. I with ease she put away twice the ration That's right," said Brandy. 'Look for ten days. And that's whar all the home he dare not partly because Mrs. drew my finger across the back of her is not pretty enough. But pray make of an ordinary seaman, although she here: you're alwavs a-pokin' fun at the ship's tucker went, an' my baccy an' my Bartlett had five youngsters of her own, neck and of course she indulged in a a point of liking me in spite of my had a whim of preferring to have her 'Cod ney.' Well, I'll bet yer a hundred whisky. I did wonder how the kid managed and, partly, because she was a bit of a few little screams and some hysterical meals alone at all sorts of odd times. deficiences. pound that I see Mrs. Bartlett before to put away what she did, an that's Tartar, and would be sure to be down conversation. "Doctor, that's a strange you do." It is one of the afflictions of authoi a fact." pretty heavily on him for taking so On the fifth day out, Marcus, the sensation. Ouch! haven't I got enough ship to know that the brains which "You bet me a hundred pound, much notice of a strange, stowaway "I was right enough," said Brandy. black cook, came aft with long face to My knee feels a great deal better. Don't should be used in understanding a book British, that you see the missis in Liverpool child, when he was always complaining "I sez to myself, sez I, afore I sees you the skipper. fill me up with that electricity. There, are wasted in discussing the hastiest before I do repeated Bartlett. about the expense and worry of at the Oriental I'll take a rise out of "Please, sah," he said," I nebber now, you must just quit, I've got a t. misconceptions about "An' the 'Cockney' sails by first tide tomorrer his own. Bartlett afore I'm a fortnight older, so seed such a ting in all my borned days, whole streak o' lightning in me now and I mornin' Apropos of jokes, we noticed thai S( nebber!" I gets hold of your chief officer,an' I fixes knew it was all I needed." The pretty So this question as to the disposition 'That's so," said Brandy. during the whole seven months of our everything with him unbeknown to any widow walked outlto her carriage without 'What is it, you vagabond demanded of Mary Jane Johnsworth vexed Captain H) "Banin' all mail steamers?" said stay in Germany we never heard one one else" Bartlett. a limp, and had no trouble in being the Bartlett all the next day, and untill si Bartlett. witticism or even one felicitous idea or: belle of the balls for the remainder of "Dern that Slope!" put in Bartlett. "Why, sah," replied the cook, "de next evening, when Holyhead all mail steamers," said expression from a German.* "Barrin5 the season. I had noticed a waggish steward he gib me beef, an'mutton, an' "An' he shows me an old sail bunk Light was sighted, and his attention Brandy. We saw a splendid marble monuments student of mine in the next room stuffing pork, an' m'lasses, an, flour, an' biscuit, right forr'ard with a port in it, an' fixes was directed to other matters. nearly completed, of the late King cJ "Done with you, boss," said Bartlett. handkerchiefs in his mouth, writhing ebery mornin', and it go!" a bed an' all that, an' thar I was." Little Mary Jane was in a state of Hanover. Pitiable that genius and with suppressed laughter, looking "An' whar's the 'Cockney?'"asked "What d'ye mean, it go? of course, great excitement at the approach to her spotless white marble should be thrown So the wager was cemented over a at me on the sly, and indulging in a Captain Bartlett. it go," said the Captain, "yer don't land, now running to one side of the away on such human trash. fresh supply of drinks, after which can-can whenever visible to me alone. "Well," replied Brandv, "you see reckon ship's stores ain't made to go." deck, now to the other, then scuttling It seems as if a close view of almost Captain Brandy walked out, wishing she's my own craft, so I trusted her to "Dat's jes'what I sez to myself, sez I," up the companion ladder to the bridge, 'What in thunder are you making every human lot would disclose som6suffering the American skipper "Good night." my first mate to navigate her over the replied Marcus. "Ship's' stores is then darting into the galley to pester such a fcol of yourself about,' I inquired that makes lifs a doubtful "Derned fool, that Brandy," said the pond." meant to go, but dey isn't meant to fly." Marcus with all sorls of questions, to when the ladies had departed. He goodexcept perhaps at sertam epochs* American to himself. "And shell make port about Christmas "Wher do they fly to, you black-livered which the faithful negro had to invent roared away,and, pointing to the battery, of fresh love, fresh creative activity, otr In the mists of early morning the skunk?" asked the skipper angrily. time, I reckon," said Bartlett, with answers, then dashing away into the said: 'You might have killed that usual power of helping others. "Pjciyune" cleared out. So did the a grin. "Dat's jes'the oder ting I asks my- foc'sle until it was dark and she could handsome creature by an overcharge of "Cockney." I think Buskin has. not been en/~ self." replied the cook," wher does they "Hello! Now then! Avast there!" see no more. electricty.' I looked and joined in the eouraged abaat womer, by his many ar Somehow or other, news of the wager fly to Steward he gib me over' lowance. said Brandy, shaking his great mahogany-colored At midnight, the "Picayune," Captain hilarity. I had neglected to hitch on to persistent attempts to teach them. Bei had leaked out, and general opinion Dat ain't no good worth a cent." forefinger at the American. Bartlett, was safe alongside the the battery, and the widow's vivid imagination seems to have found them, wanting indorsed that of Captain Bartlett, although "Right for you, sonny, I forgot," "I reckon some of the boys rob you, dock quay, and the Captain himself, after had supplied the currents which real scientific interestben qn sej others guessed that Brandy said Bartlett, "But say, it'll be kinder Marcus," said Bartlett 'jest'you keep a bothering day, was at liberty to wrought so sudden a cure. timentaliziag in everything. wasn the sort to go slinging away hard for me not to have the 'Cockney' that weather eye o' yourn open, an' if turn in. 100 for a mere notion, and that he I object strongly to myself,, as a to laugh at." you ketch any skunk prowlin' around "Poor little kid!" he said as he caressed kntv what he was doing. bundle ci unpleasant serisations, with the galley when you ain't thar, jos'fetch "Laugh at yourselfy That portion of the population el Mary Jane's fair hair "and you old fool," palpitating heart aad awkward maimers. At seven bellshalf past 7 in the him over the head with anything handy, remarked Mrs. Bartlett. what's to become of you? I'm real sorry London known as "society" is at present Impossible to imagine the largo charity morningCaptain Bartlett, on the and then tell me. You can bet your Thus Captain Brandy won his bet, that the voyage is finished, as I've being somewhat interested by the have SOT people-who detest me. But bridge of the "Picayune," a cheroot in bottom dollar he won't do it a second and the story may still be heard round got uncommon fond o' you, Mary Jane, f. appearance among it of an Amercan Ion you be oner of tne:ai, his mouth, and his hands plunged deep time." the tables in the parlors of Captains' an' ef I hadn kids of my own, I'd like no1* be unreasonable about lady doctor, Mrs. Longshore Potts. into his pockets, sang out to his first One must houses, by the waterside in New York Marcus took all possible precautions. to change your name to Mary Dane She went to thai country on a lecturing mate: portraits. How can a thing which is and Liverpool, told by weather-beaten After nightfall he would prowl about Bartlett, and turn you out a real lady." tour, some of her discourses some her discourses being an,, always the ^une be adequate "Mr. Slope, send a hand tip to the gentlemen in stiff black oloth suits and the galley with a marling-spike in hand, "Is your home here asked the child, given before audiences of her own sex I repsesentatioa of a living being \vho fore-top and report if the 'Cockney' 'sin tall hats, the positions, however, being ready to pounce upon any hungry oc'sle looking up in the Captain's face with an sight." only, and others to mixed audiences, is always varyingespecially of a living generally reversed, according to the hand or fireman who should be tempted artless gaze. One of the latter she- gave recently in "Ay, ay, sir!" replied Mr. Slope. The being who is sensitive,, bright, Buanvsided? nationality of the narrator. to tap the provision store in the galley. "Yes, my sugar stick," replied the St. James' Ball, the abject being that man ascended to the fore-top, scanned He and Mary Jane were the very best of Captain. "Nummer 12 Providence FRANK ABELL. perennially- attractive combination, the ocean for some moments, and bellowed friends, and in return for little delicacies Road, that's where the Missis is located, 1 "Love, Courtship, and Marriage." i out: he made her, she would offer to keep Parties from Howard, Dak., report thai tbe I Those that knew Mr. Webster but she's agoin' back to New York, she Some of her ideas appear to have rath- i 'Cockney' astern, sir hull down." watch whilst he snoozed or joined the grand jury of Miner county have found two is,next trip. But look yer, I reckon mow that no profane word ever fell f,fcoju s-^P* er tickled her hearers. Thus, Hbe "Brandy's a derned fool," muttered indictments against Rev. J. C. Shetland, a hands in sky-larking. you're a bit tired you go an' turn in an' his lips* prominent Methodist Minister, in connection holds that if a young woman fall in Captain Bartlett, and rolled himself off Still, the provisions went, and the to-morrer we'll see what's to be done." with the southjDakota conference, and a strange the bridge to breakfast. love with a young man of good moral rum went, and the skipper's whisky So he kissed the child as he bade her man whose name is unknown, for the intimidation Wendell Phillips is stilV hv ng Mrs character, with whom she was pretty During the second dog-watch in the went, and neither Marcus nor Mary and robbery of Dr. Conlia of Alexandria goodnight and she pattered eff singing well acquainted, "usage ought not to quietly in the house which washer bus-* evening, Captain Bartlett, reclining in at Tilas. Rev. Shelland is ow stationed Jane, nor any one else could imagine as if it were mid-day. at De Smet, but was at Alexandria 1*M vear, his cane chair on the bridge, observed a debar her making some sort of. propos- band's last homo, in the southern, paifc how. Bartlett waxed furious, and held "Poor little kid! poor little kid!" Bolil- 4v *$&* where Conlin doctored mbiafimlv, ftl or expression ol her wishes to him." of Boston. &* H 6 5fe TT I11 nil Mil Mr Mm