VOL, 42—No. 387, a RAIN SIOS PORN: LAUT PC « ; : ‘ | Austrian military men, is a remarkable instance of , E | the wonders that can be performed by blind men. As he rose to his feet, his companion dashed the | rose, with the intention of leaving the car. But he reckoned without his host. handkerchief from his face, rose also, and clutched him by the arm. ne me “Not so fast, Mr. Denton!” he said, in a tone differ- take?’ “Let go, then!” said Denton. out!” “No, you are not. as my prisoner.” , “Who are you?” demanded Denton, startled. The red-haired man laughed. “Tam Pierce, the detective,’ he said. ‘We have long wanted to get hold of you, and I have succeed- ed at last, thanks to the diamond pin. By the way, the diamond is false—a. capital imitation, but not worth over ten dollars. You may as well give it up.” “Ts this true ?”’ asked Denton, his face showing his mortification. a; You can rely upon it.” “T’]] buy it of you. [’ll give you twenty dollars “T am going to get You are going back to Chicago, You must go back with me as “Too late, my man. Re cas My hair a prisoner. Suppose we take oft our wigs. is no more red than yours.” He removed his wig, and now, in spite of his skin, which had been stained, Denton recognized in him a well-known detective, whose name was «a terror to evil-doers. “It’s all up, I suppose,” he said, bitterly. ‘I don’t mind the arrest so much as the being fooled and duped.” ‘ “It’s diamond cut diamond, ha! ha!” said the de- tective; ‘‘or we'll say, red-head versus red-head.”” When Denton reached Chicago, he became a guest | of the city—an honor he would have been glad to de- cline. (TO BE CONTINUED.) oo AN ACTOR’S ARM. Wm. E. Sheridan, the actor, who recently died in Sydney, Australia, was a signal officer in the War of the Rebellion, and served more than three years in Western Virginia and the Department of the Cumber- land. He escaped unhurt until the last month of his regiment’s service, when he was shot at the battle of Resaca, Ga., on the 14th of May, 1864, while on duty signaling. His right arm was fractured below the elbow, but by skillful surgery the arm was saved. He once told the following story about the wound and its consequences : : “This arm which [hold out is not my own. Just before the battle of Resaca I dismounted to answer a signal from a distance. I rested my telescope on a ‘worm’ fence, and was at work, when some one climbing over the rails jostled the ohject glass off. Without turning, I gave the careless fellow an angry dressing down. On looking around later I found a little surgeon bowing and apologizing so politely that I too apologized. Next day he was one of three surgeons in the amputation tent, and alone stood out for my arm, and eventually saved it. One day, at When I fust went out I mined | said Denton, al- | | table. I ean’t afford to | | canine friend at the station. sai he her, Com- | 3 , wis : said the other, com-| the doctor found the dog awaiting him on the porch, “What a consum- | You jest wake me up when | : : : “ | to wonder at, as he trotted out. In less than five minutes the stranger was breath- | t er at, as he trotte t Vd realize on it, and | | that he became totally blind. Y : : : -r- | he has invented the magazine rifle, a micrometer, an ent from his former one. “You’ve made a little mis- | | witnesses for ‘better or for worse.” | Pike’s Opera House, where I was playing an engage- ment, the name ‘Grimstead’ was sent in te me. [ went out, and not recognizing my little surgeon at once, looked inquiringly at my caller. : *“**Give me your hand, old fellow,’ he said; ‘give it tome. It belongs to me;’ and so it did, for he saved it.” a THE GAMBLER’S LAST STAKE, BY CUSHMORE DAVIDSON. In 1859 I was a passenger on the steamer Star- Spangled Banner, from New Orleans to Louisville. She was crowded with people, and, an hour after leaving New Orleans, found perhaps twenty card- tables drawn out, and three or four score of the pas- sengers deeply absorbed in the mystery of ‘old sledge,” euchre, and poker. All that night and the next day the game went on. As fortune, however, soon singled out and made vic- tims of the poorer and less skilled players, so the number gradually decreased until the fourth day out, when only one table was running. Old Bob Brasher, a negro trader; young Ben Sand- ford, a horse trader, and two planters from La Fourche, still kept on. Although they had played almost incessantly for four days and nights, yet luck had favored neither party to any great extent. The ‘bluffing’ had been principally between Brasher and Sandford, but here- tofore they had kept themselves within the “gentle- | man’s limit’’—five hundred dolars. After leaving Memphis the game was renewed, and the bystanders observed “that big play was on the tapis,” as young Sandford was considerably under the influence of liquor, and whenin that condition he was known to be a heavy player. Late at night the two traders came together; both had ‘‘betting hands,” and Louisiana and Kentucky bank-notes soon covered almost the whole table. The margin of five hundred dollars had been for- gotten, and one, two, three, five hundred better! rapidly passed between them. At last Brasher leaned back from the table, unbut- toned his vest, and took from around his body a belt filled with gold pieces. Laying it down upon the bank-notes, he exclaimed : “Three thousand better !” Sandford became speechless; his face turned dead- ly pale; he called for a glass of liquor, which he drank, never once taking his eyes from the belt of gold. He had exhausted his meansin the former bets; all his money lay upon the table. At last a thought struck him. ‘Ben, here, sir!” he exclaimed. “Yes, Massa.” And Sandford’s body-servant, a fine athletic dar- key, came to his master’s side. “Get up on the table, sir!’ Not daring to disobey—as he well knew in that mo- ment of frenzy his young master would send a bullet through his brain did he refuse—the slave tremb- lingly stepped on the table, crushing the bank-notes and the gold beneath his feet. “For the good Lord’s sake, Massa Ben, don’t bet this nigger off! What will the old missus say when you go home? Oh, Massa Ben, please don’t!” groaned the boy, but in vain. “Call you, sir!’ shrieked Sandford, at the same be ae t aehe ah ; | time laying down four queens and an ace. yhen left there I was a | “Your hand is no good!” said Brasher, with a sneer. ‘I hold four kings and an ace!’ As Brasher reached for his belt of gold, young Sandford fell to the floor, the blood gushing from his mouth, nose, and ears. With one spring the slave leaped from the table, dashed through the thin folding doors of the ‘‘Social Hall,” out on the boiler deck, and, with a halt- uttered prayer for the ‘‘old missus,” he threw him- self headlong into the dark waters of the Mississippi, and was seen no more. Death prevented Brasher claiming his spoils. 3en Sandford for weeks lingered on a sick bed, but at last recovered, and forever renounced the gaming- He ‘“‘made good,” however, the money-worth of the negro to his winner. pi eats Tai By ae TWO GOOD DOG STORIES. A physician residing in New-Hope, N. J., has @ favorite dog. which usually meets his master at the railroad on his return from an excursion. On a recent occasion the doctor did not find his faithful On reaching his louse with another dog in his company. As ‘the doctor passed into the house his own dog remained outside, as well bred dogs are taught to do. But the strange | dog pushed in and overwhelmed the doctor with troublesome caresses. When he took a chairthe dog | Climbed with his breast upon the doctor’s knees, and | one paw affectionately upon his shoulder. | demonstrative behavior led to an investigation, and |} upon examining the other paw, a pin was found This very sticking in the flesh. It was of course extracted. It could not be said in this case that the doctor’s fee was “no great shakes,” for the vibrations of the tail of the patient, ‘discharged cured,’’ were something It is not remarkable or uncommon that a dog should, when in pain, appeal for help. But thata physician’s dog should ‘toot’ for customers of his own race, and bring his master a subject for treatment certainly is a remarkable proof of animal sagacity. There is another story of an equally intelligent dog, whose antics have long amused a family on Staten Island. While his friends were discussing his wit, one day, it was proposed to send the dog up stairs for his mistress’ wrap. But first one of the ladies went up stairs, laid the wrap on the floor, and sat down onit with her sewing. The dog was sent, and quickly found the wrap. Vainly he tugged at it, first on one side and then onthe other. Discouraged, but not dismayed, he paused for a moment, when, suddenly making a dive, he seized the sewing in his teeth, and ran toward the fire. His opponent, now | off her guard, ran after him to rescue her work. 5 ; : | This was enough; the dog dropped the sewing, ran Denton riveted his eyes covetously on the captiva- | Rai ce ; : 5 DI F x His fingers itched to get hold of it. | A deep snore from the stout man | for the wrap, and bore it in triumph to his mistress. oe Oo A BLIND MAN’S INVENTION, Herr Fortelka, the inventor of a repeating rifle which is attracting a good deal of attention among During the tirst campaign in Bosnia he received a bullet in his right eye, which so afiected the left eye Yet since his blindness apparatus for automatic mapping, a new sort of gun- powder, two machines for the anti-oxidation of metals at asmall cost, and a number of smaller devices. | “When either great or minute measurements are in | question,” says Herr Fortelka, t | their eyes are often wrong, while I, who see with my “those who see with fingers, am right.” The models of his inventions have been entirely made by himself with the help of pieces of wood, string, and wire. 9 RS SER en EES ned RUE a A A MIXED MARRIAGE, A somewhat amusing mistake was made by a country justice residing not far from Bethlehem, Pa. A Hungarian couple desiring to be married went before him and took along another couple of the same nationality as witnesses. The strange names confused the well meaning justice, and instead of marrying the first mentioned couple he united the : Some time after- ward, news of his mistake having reached him, he sent word to both couples to come before him again. When they appeared he divorced the couple he had already married and then joined the right couple, He wound up the complication of ceremonies by sending in a bill for two marriages and one divorce, 0 A CONCESSION REGARDING MUSTACHES.. When the ‘‘mustache movement” had acquiredsome headway in Boston, an eccentric merchant of the old school, who had observed that some of his clerks had yielded to its attractions, gave notice that while he opposed the tendency he was willing to make a com- promise with such of his employees as were in favor ot it. Calling his clerks together, he made a short address on the dangers of trifling with the proprieties which custom had established in regard to shaving, and ended by saying: ‘I donot propose to wholly restrict the gentlemen in my employ from wearing mustaches, but I cannot allow them to be worn in business hours.”’ A as a a ae CONSUMPTION CURED. An old physician, retired from practice, having had placed in his hands by an East India missionary the for- mula of a simple vegetable remedy for the speedy and permanent cure of Consumption, Bronchitis, Catarrh, Asthma, and all Throat and Lung Affections, also a posi- tive and radical cure for Nervous Debility and all Nervous Complaints, after having tested its wonderful curative powers in thousands of cases, has felt it his duty to make it known to his suffering fellows. Actuated by this mo- tive and a desire to relieve human suffering, I will send, free of charge, this recipe, in German, French or English, with full directions for preparing and using. Sent by mail, by addressing, with stamp, naming this paper, W. A. NOYES, 149 Powers’ Block, Rochester, N. Y, } { trea are