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A Ni^ht with Peter Crim.

" I pity the skiff or canoe caaght in this blast," .was Peter Orira's mental re­flection, as he threw an extra pine-knot on the already-blazing lire, which sent a shower of sparks up the chimney and filled the anartment in whioh he sat with a vivid crimson glow, lighting up the much-begrimed rafters, and flashing over the curtainless windows with a lurid glare.

Peter was a well-known huntsman and trapper on the Canadian back-lakes, who had made his homo on a rocky island, known as Moss cliff, for many a year. Ho wa3 at present engaged in mending a pair of untanned leather leggins with a- huge needle and a piece of twine, while ho enjoyed his -pipe. Having had: a successful day among tho ducks, ho was in high good humor with himself andall the world. Lying curled up about the fire were four dogs, whoso weary, draggled appearance showed that they had done their master faithful service, and ho regarded them compla­cently through tho filmy wroaths of tobacco-smoke, as ho drew his needle clumsily in and oat. Suspended from a crane over the firo was a largo pot, which sent forth a pleasant, bubbling sound and filled tho room with a savory odor. Peter's household goods con­sisted of the said pot and a kettle which stood on the hearth, a canoe and rifle, a table and a few benches—which last had evidently been manufactured by his own hands. The walls were decorated by a goodly array of deer's antlers, which were to him what a collection of scalps would be to the primitive red man. 1 {Presently a beautiful retriever which had been lying at his feet started up, and gazing into his master's face began to whine and wag his tail. Peter paused in his occupation, and taking his pipe out of his mouth sat for a moment in a listening attitude. Through the care less roar of battling wind and water without came a faint halloo, which could only have been distinguished by the practiced ear of the hunter. Start ing up with the speed of lightning he snatched a lantern off the shelf near at hand, which he lit with a blazing brand from the tire, and then putting on his hat he rushed out into the murky dark­ness, followed by all the dogs, who set up a furious barking, while he held the lantern up over his head and shouted with all his might. Another shout floated over tho dark, angry waters, and

• yet another, and ho answered again and again, as he wended his way down over the mossy rocks, followed by the dogs.

" I t is two fellows in a skiff," ho ejaculated, as he drew near the landing-place, in the vicinity of which ho espied a large skiff struggling with the waves. The occupants of tho boat sent up a joyous shout when, by the aid of tho lantern, they could see their way to ^shore, and, guided and assisted by Peter, they were soon standing high and dry on the rocks. They were two young amateur sportsmen, and had a wonder­ful story to tell of their perilous voyage up the lake. They had been out since morning, and had attempted to land be­fore nightfall, but being unacquainted with the shores and islands, they were cruising about in quest of a landing place when night closed in about them and the storm blew up. They had gone among a group of islands and had given themselves up for lost, when their at­tention was attracted by Peter's light and they essayed tc attract his attention, with what success we have seen. They were both bewailing the loss of a favor­ite and beautiful dog, which, for some unaccountable reason, had sprung out of the boat and disappeared into the darkness just before they succeeded in attracting the hunter's attention.

In the meantime they had reached Peter 's habitation and were standing in the glow of the fire shaking the spray

r off their coats preparatory to hanging i e m up to dry.

" W e l l , gentlemen, I suppose you >n't know where you havo got to , "

Peter, with an important air; ' this is Moss Cliff lodge, and I am

Orim; I dare say you have often of me—every one knows mo in

•parts." "' had never before heard of either

his lodge, but as it appeared to a great deal of satisfaction to

I every one had heard of him inform him of their ignor-3tu.ni for information they

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44 And as to this place being rough, when you opened the door I thought 1 nev^r set my eyes upon anything so cozy and comfortable-looking as this fire," chimed in his friend.

" I haven't got an ox for you exact­ly," said Peter, laughing, " b u t as I generally make stew enough at one time to last me for three or four days, at this time of the year, I think there will be enough for all hands."

TherLhe removed the cover of the pot and flooded the room with an appetizing odor of; game stew.

" T h e r e is notking like a few pota­toes and a bit of onion to make a stew go good," he continued, diving into a dark region near the fire-place from whioh he emerged with a dish contain­ing the saia^vegetables, and he proceed­ed to peel and slice into the pot—a pro­cess that was watched with the greatest interest by his hungry guests. Having stirred the stew with a large iron spoon, he laid a loaf of rye bread, a large plat­ter and a few tin plates and irons on the table. '":

"Tha.t-.is -o supper for a king," re­peated young Bbyer, as his host emptied the greater part of tho contents of the pot into the platted

" Yes, provided the king was chilled and tired and hun ry, I don't know bu* what he would enjoy it as woll as the next fellow," said Peter logically, as he heaped the tin plates, well pleased that his fare was so highly appreciated.

"Now, boys, the ducks will be on the wing bright and early, and if you want to see some of the tallest shooting you ever saw in all your born days, come out with me at daybreak," said the hunter, as he lighted his guests to bed with a lantern.

They followed him up three log steps into a small chamber which contained a bed, a bench, half a dozen decoy ducks, a coil of rope a n d an old fowling piece.

" This door has got an ugly fashion of creaking on its hinges, particularly on such nights as this / and as there IB no other way of fastening it, I shall bolt it on the outside," he said, suiting the action to the word after closing the door after him.

"Good-night ; remember daybreak," he continued, as he stepped down into the kitchen.

The two young sportsmen were soon sleeping the sloop o* the just, and snor­ing in unison with Peter, who wrapped himself in his coat and laid down before tho fire. as was his wont, particularly when he had visitors; his establishment boasting of but ono bed.

But alas 1 this happy state of things did not last long, at least as far as our young friends were concerned. They had not been asleep more than an hour when they were suddenly awakened by a loud, mocking laugh, which proceeded from the kitchen, and which was quick­ly followed by a cracked female voice, repeating:

" S a y your prayers! Now is your time I Now or never ! Shoot the sports­men ! Mv namo is Peter Crim r H a ! h a ! ha I"

There was a maniac shut up in the house, that was plain, and when the loneliness of the place and the darkness of the night and the howling of the wind without were taken into consideration, the idea was horrible. They lay silent­ly for what seemed to them an inter­minable length of time.

" Up and at him, boys ; that is you ! Now is your time ! My name is Peter Crim! Ha ! h a ! h a ! "

" S t o p your chatter, you jade, or I will twist your neck for you !" said Peter, in a drowsy tone, and the next

'moment they heard him throw wood on the fire.

" Ackland, I believe we have got into a den of thieves," whispered young Boyer. His friend gave him a nudge which ahowod he was of the same opin­ion, but thought it most discreet to keep silent. They could not be sup ­posed to havo much money about them, but they had two gold' watches, two valuable rifles, and two bran new ul­sters, and men had been murdered for less. Such were the. thoughts that passed through their heads. They thought of Peter's plausible excuse for bplting them in, and several other cir -cumstances which they now looked upon as suspicious came into their minds. After another silence tho voice went on:

" H o w ' s luck, boys—how's luck? H a ! h a ! ha!"

" O h , you won't stop your clatter, won't you ? I 'll teach you who's boss in this establishment!" said Peter again, and tho next moment they heard a heavy crash as if something had been thrown across tho room, followed by a gurgling sound like a person choking, and then all was as still as the grave. But the silence and darkness could not last for all time, and the day began to dawn. They could hear Peter begin to move about and speak to his dogs, and he was rather surprised to hear his guests knocking violently : at thoir chamber-door when ho thought that they were yet in the, land of dreams.

"Tha t ' s right, boys, that 's what. I like to see! You are the right stuff or sportsmen!" as he drew the bolt ud admitted them into the kitchen.

" The old sinner!" they mentally ex­claimed.

The firo was burning brightly, and standing blinking on tho table near it was a parrot.

"How ' s luck, boys—how's luck?" it repeated, in the terrible voice that had so disturbed their night's rest. They looked at each other and burst into a hearty fit of laughter.

" S h e is a rare one to gabble," said Peter, thinking the bird's conversational powers had excited their merriment. " I always shut her into the pantry in the evening, tent 1 forgot the door, and she got out last night. I was afraid sho would disturb you with her clatter, so 1 threw a boot at her ," ho continued, as he pocketed the powder flask. " S h e has done mo good service in her5 time though—has Poll ," he went on, as the two young men made preparations to accompany him out on the lake. " I was sitting hero alone, as usual, one stormy night, when the door opened and in walked an ill-looking dog of an In­dian and most .ruffianly specimen of a white man I ever clagped my eyes upon.

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nothing for them, and as I did not keep a public house, I thought they had bet­ter be traveling. The white man got very insolent, and taking a dirk out of a leathern scabbard at his side, he began to stick it into the table, with a bravo air, Poll was in the pantry, and all at once she burst out with:

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shouldn't think a fellow like you, with a dirk in bis hand, would 'be afraid of anything," I said; and if he did not jump up and bolt, followed by his com­panion ! I can tell you, I was obliged to Poll for ridding me of two such dis­agreeable fellows.

Here the attention of all three was attracted by a scratching and whining at the door. Peter glanced at his dogs, whioh were all standing about him, and then opened the door, where, hungry, draggled, battered by last night's storm,] stood the dog who had been mourned as1

lost. He had evidently swam to the island and succeeded in scrambling upj on the rocks, and his reception by the; two young men can be better imagined than described. I t was late in autumn, and, as Peter had predicted, the ducks; were already on the wing. After a rare morning's sport they returned to the lodge, where they partook of a hearty, breakfast, enjoyed only less than supperi the night previously, and then went on their way, carrying with them a laugh­able memory of the night spent with kind-hearted Peter Crim.

it A Machine for Moving Grain as if were Water.

The Toledo (Ohio) Blade says:. One of the most remarkable inventions of the times is now being perfected and experimented upon by Alfred Wilkin, of this city. For several months Mr. Wil­kin has been trying to study out some! more speedy and economical method of elevating grain in bulk than any now in use. The results, as already shown by his yet imperfect model, are aston­ishing, and promise to work almost a; revolution in the grain-carrying trade. The principle made use of in this curious little machine is simply that of atmo­spheric pressure, or the exhaust process which has lately been applied with such wonderful success in the great Westing-house atmospheric brakes. The model which Mr. Wilkin has used so far is a small air pump, rather rudely construct­ed, yet answering for all practical pur­poses at present. Connected with the; pump is a one-inch tin pipe, siphon Bhaped, and at the elbow, or top (some three feet above the pump) is a cylinder somewhat larger than the pipe and con­necting both parts of it. Inside of this is a smaller perforated cylinder, while at the lower end of it is a valve through which the grain drops out. The other arm of the siphon is extended down into the grain pile.

When the machine was first ready to be .started some wheat was put into a common envelope box to represent the car or vessel, and the grain was sucked up at rate that was perfectly astonish­ing. As some one remarked, a t this rate the completed machine would " draw the insides out of a vessel in less than no time." This was making an elevation of about five feet, and some who viewed the remarkable effects of the crude air pump reasoned that it would be possible to raise grain only about thirty-two feet, or as high as the air. will sustain a column of water. But, without urging the case, Mr. Wilkin quietly had an additional lot of pipes made, and planting his machine in the third story of the custom house, forty feet from the ground, had tho satisfaO tion of seeing it take up the wheat and corn out of the box placed on the ground as easily as a whirlwind would take up the dust from the road. The next step was to place the air pump in the fourth story, over fifty feet from the ground, where the result was similar. The only drawbacks were the mechanical defects in his appliances. This settles the question about raising grain to great heights by atmospheric pressure.

Morning and Night in Paris . The Paris correspondent of tho Chi­

cago Tribune made the following ob­servations of the French metropolis at five o'clock in the morning : Further on a group of ragpickers cluster round a colonne des spectacles. There are five or six of them, men and women. The women wear frowsy gowns, and their heads are wrapped in bandages that once were handkerchiefs. In their hands are the brooms with which they have been sweeping the gutters. Each man bends under the weight of a huge basket, stuffed full of rags and r e f u s e -paper, crusts of bread, bottles—the night's harvest.

Presently, however, these unfortu nates move off to their wretched habi­tations, Quartier-Mouffetard- wards. • The brightening sky is flushed with yellow and crimson; in a few moments the business of the day will begin. How lovely the city looks at this fresh morn -ing hour I A thin, pure mist still hangs upon the street, waiting for tho full radience of the sunshine to dissolve it. This is the time of all times for seeing Paris. Fleeting as the glory of the dawn, it vanishes almost ere you can note its beauty. Now the sun is fairly above tho horizon. The city is .awake. Hark! A dull sound comes to you from across the street. Under tho earth at your feot the bakers are hard at work. U g h ! Not a pleasant sight' ^hese bakers, stripped to the waist and reek­ing with the effort of production. j&The following was what be heard and saw at midnight: Still the shouting and singing. If anything there is more of it than ever—especially at the Jeunesse. But tho quieter portion of the street has retired to rest. Half an hour later : The cafes.are closed. The revelers dis -perse in different directions; some move

TIMELY TOPICS*

The capital invested in all the rail­roads a f j r a globe exceeds $15t50d,000,-000. These,roads, aoeprdingto the statis­tics of Professor Neumann-Spailart, re­quire 62,000' locomotives, 112,000 pas­senger carriages and 1,500,000 good trucks. Annually 1,600,000,000 tons of merchandise and 1,500,000,000 passen-

" W h o have you got shut u p in that! gers are conveyed by these means^ of cupboard?" he asked, turning as white| transit. / . , ' \

E. A. Cowper^n English rnechahipal engineer, has invented a machine by which a hand writing in one place can produce at tHe other end of the tele­graphic line the precise characters whioh it originally traces, sq that the letter when thus written will be as distinctly the handwriting of the telegrapher-as one produced at the same time by his own pen.

By the latest returns there are in France 82,878 persons, of unsound mind, 42,986 of whom, are in asylums. This gives twenty-three in 10,000 inhabitants. The men thus afflicted are somewhat more numerous than the women. Goitre seems to be declining, as also does blindness. The departments where goitre patients are most numerous are those where also the greatest number of blind and deaf mutes are found.v

homeward, otherB disappear in search of milk ; and the Bue de Medicis is left to a few belated stragglers, the sergeants-de-ville and the ragpickers. Darkness proods again over the gardens and the palace, and nothing but the distant

,wling of t h e students disturb the

Bismarck's immense dog, which at­tacked Prince Gottschakoff during the Berlin conference, has again been doing mischief, this time killing the pet dog of a railway employee at Friedrischsrnb. Bismarck expressedjhis regrets, and told the railroad man to go to Hamburg and, at his expense, Select any dog there that might please him. The m a n replied that it was not worth while; he had only been keeping the animal for his children to play with. Bismarck sent the chil­dren a handorgan'to replace their dog.

The British naval authorities have been making.experhnents for some,, time, with the view of* testing the power of resistance to heavy shells of coals in the bunkers of men-of-war.' T h e latest tests at Portsmouth seem to indicate that loose coal is the most effective means of protection yet discovered, and in the case of light, nnarmored «>r only* partly-armored vessels, the bunkers are built around the machinery. I n the case of the Oberon, it was proved by actual experiment that a sheH from a sixty-four pounder, at two hundred yards, could neither penetrate the coal nor set it on fire.

The new vault in the United States sub-treasury at New York, which was prepared for the storage of silver dol­lars, is forty-eight feet in length, thirty feet wide, and twelve feet high. If every available inch should be packed solidly with 412J grain dollars it would not hold far from forty million dollars. Everyone knows that silver is bulky, but few persons are aware how bulky it is. A bag of 1,000 412J grain dollars weighs 59 3-16 pounds avoirdupois Ac­cordingly, $100,000 weigh not far from three tons. If a merchant or a banker having a payment,of $30,000 to make, is compelled by circumstances to pay with silver dollars, he would need a ve­hicle as strong and as large as an ordi­nary coal cart (made to carry a ton of coal) tio transport them.

He Took, Strychnine.

C. C. Cook, the special statehouse policeman and night watchman, it will be remembered, took a dose of strych- -nine by mistake about a month ago. He described his sensations upon that occasion to a News reporter this morn­ing. "After I had taken the stuff I walked down the street to the Metropoli­tan theater and took a seat. I had hard­ly settled myself when I felt so strange­ly. I was hot all over, grew dizzy and light-headed; everything turned white, and I felt so queer that I got up and walked down stairs. I went to the State library and laid down on the reading-table. That was the last I knew until I was brought to. I didn't suffer any par­ticle of pain; not a bit. After I came to I asked for some tobacco, got up and walked around, and if I hadn't been a litfle weak and. sore I would have felt better than I do now. I t is an experience I don't want to have again soon, though. There is too much danger in it to suit me."

A prominent physician and a professor in the medical college was talked to about the case, and gave it as his opin ion that it was very remarkable. , The absence of pain does not occur more than once in a thousand cases.—In­dianapolis News.

Italian Boy Slaves in Boston.

The cash- value of an Italian boy has been set in Boston at eighty dollars. When the relatives of. a certain boy sought to redeem him from servitude, his padrone demanded that sum as the price of him. A Boston paper says the number of such children in that city is great, and has heavily increased, owing to the severe laws enacted in NewJYork and in Pennsylvania. Some of tho chil­dren were purchased in Italy of their parents or of persons claiming to be their parents, while others were stolen or kidnapped from their homes or on the streets. They are now employed as bootblacks, beggars and street musi­cians, and are cruelly punished when their earnings are not sufficient to satis­fy their employers./' The story is related of a certain child, guilty of no offense except that of earning twenty-five cents instead of fifty, who was stripped and beaten with a leather strap until the tendon of his knee was lacerated and his flesh was cut to tho bone, and that in that condition he was lashed to the chimney on the roof, exposed to the keen frost of a winter's night.

The reason that milk boils more read­ily than water is because it is thick liquid, and consequently less heat is carried off by evaporation of steam; therefore the heat of the entire mass will rise more rapidly. Again there is a thin skin which, forms upon the top of heated milk, which pi course

A Thrilling Adventure. A merchant wishing to oele1

daughter's wedding, collected a p ^ y of her young companions. J They Gaoled around her, wishing much Iiappinlass to the youthful bride and her chosen one. The father gazed proudly on his favored child, and hoped that as bright pros pects might open for tfye rest of bis children, who were playing among the guests. .

.Passing through the hall of the fcase^ mont he met a servant wh6 was. carrying a lighted candle in her hand without the candlestick. He blamed her for such conduct, and Went into the totohen to see about the supper. The girl returned, but without the candle. Themerohant immediately recollected that several bar­rels of gunpowder had been placed in the cellar during the day, and that one had been opened.

•* Where is your candle ?" he inquired, in the utmost alarm. .

, " I couldn't bring i t u p with me, for my arms were full of wood/ ' said tfce girl. {,''.:

11 Where did you put i t ? " " Well, I 'd no candlestick, so I stuok

it in some black sand that 's in the sand* barrel." . K*v*|$

Her master dashed down the stairs; the passage was long and dark; Ms knees threatened to give way under hhn, his breath was choked; his flesh seemed dry and parched, as if he already felt the suffocating blast of death. At the end of the cellar, under the very room where his children and their friends were reveling hi felicity, beia»%; the open barrel of powderj, full t o the top, the . candle stack loosely hi the grains, with a long red snuff of burnt wick The sight seemed to w^therall his power. The laughter of the cbiri-pany struok his ear like the knell of death. He stood a moment, unable to move. v; .;•„ „. ̂ j , f • if^s hj, fizpm

The musio commenced abovej the fee of the dancers responded with yiyi the floor shook, and the loose bo t t l e^ the cellar jingled with the motion,: fancied the candle was moving-^! With desperate energy he *spr ward—but how to remove slightest touch would cause t b ^ H wick to fall into the powder. •.,, $$ equaled presence of mind he . hand on each side of the canj^H toward the object of care, ws^^f l hands met, was secure^ in * his fingers and safely,moved a$ its dangerous position. When the head of the stairs he? previous alarm; but the . powerful, and he fell in tits of; violent laughter.. H e was '68}$ his bed senseless, and many elapsed ere his system recovered cient tone to allow him to resui business. "...'•.-'•

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Too Late. The following incident took place in

Washington county, Texas. The jury of a circuit court, before whom a miser­able wretch had been tried, returned a verdict of "gu i l ty , " and suggested the "whipping post." The court then adjourned for dinner. Immediately after dinner the defendant's counsel, without consulting his unfortunate client, moved for a new trial, and com­menced reading the motion.

"Ho ld on I" whispered the client, pulling at the counsel's coat-tails. " Don't read that!" / ' ' Let me alone," muttered the lawyer, irritably; " I'll attend to you when I've read the motion."

" But I don't want you to read the motion," whined the agitated culprit. '

4 ' Don't want me to read it ? Why not ? What's the matter ? I 'm going to get you a new tr ia l!"

" B u t I don't want a new trial ," ex-olaimed the wretch.

"Don ' t want one! Why not?" re­turned the other heatedly, frowning from under his eyeglasses.

" 'Cause it's too late," urged the client. "Whi le you were all out to dinner the sheriff took me out, and he's whipped the very hide off me."

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