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HAMILTON COTim PRESS ONE DOLLAB PEB YEAB IN ADVANCE. DEVOTED TO THE INTEBESTS OF HAMILTON COUNTY. J. R. ABBOWSMITH, VOL. XVL HOPE, N. Y., SATURDAY, APRIL 13, 1889. NO. 15. ............... .. LOOK!! We.lSiiYe-jtiBt-Teceived from the Metropolis ft full ftnd complete line of FALL GOODS ftnd mvite'jp^^ou to call ftnd see onr JV New Sfoch UOIEf & GHILDREirS CLOAKS, m e n ’ s , w o m e n ’ s a n d CHU-DBBN’ft U N D E R W E A R . Dress Goods. IN ALL THE LATE AND DESIRABLE SHADES OP HENRIETTA, TRICOT JEBASTC^ DRESS TRIMMINGS, ' BRAID SETS. PANELS AND GIRDLES. Foot Wear FOR GENTS, LADIES AND CHILDREN OF THE MOST DESIRABLE MAKE AND STYLES. m e n ’ s , yODTHS’ AND OHIDDBBN’S SUITS, OVERCOATS, Hats and Caps, of greet ▼ftric^ end stability. A complete line of rubber goods . Do not wait, but come and be oonTinced of the great bargains awaiting yon at tibe KY. STORE. NorthvRIe, N. Y. A. ROBITSHEK. Agent. Penereranee. jrini.sh wbat thou hast to do, Prove thy right to wear the crown; Bravely tresd thy journey through Ere the sim goes down. Lay some stone each passing hour . In fhy palace of renown; Run the flag up on the tower Ere the sun g-'es down. Crowd thy bark, tho storm-assailed, Over seas that seek to drown, To the harbor'mouth, full sailed Ere the sun goes down. Stand up bravely in the fight, • Play the king and not the clowio; Clear the trenches, storm the high^ . Ere the sun goes down. Plow thy furrow in life’s field, Tho the heavens may smile or frown; Falter not, look back nor yield ■ Till the sun goes down. If thou caust not reap, then glean Midst the stubble hare and brown; Search the field and leave it clean Ere the sun goes down. Time eh jugh to lay aside „Warrior’s mail or priestly gown In the dusk of eventide, When the sun goes down. AN INDIAN’S WRATH. BY MRS. A. 8.' BURROUGHS. Several years ago my husband built and conducted a hotel for the accommo­ dation of the miners and teamsters at the terminal point of one of our Califor­ nia railroads. Like many other small towns in the northern portion of the State, it boasted of an Indian rancherie, or settlement, within its environments, the half-civilized inhabitants of which plavp'’ or less important port in ...icrat^y peaceful, .indus­ trious community—the; - laf^ - spending their time in hunting apd fishing, and the w'omen (doing the drudgery, such as, procuring fuel for their fires, the laun­ dry work of their white neighbors, etc. Every now and then, however, the wild nature of the red men, either through the medium of fii*e-Wjater or intense pas­ sion would become aroused, and at such times crimes of varying degrees of enor­ mity were almost certain to be the re- We had one child, a bright little fel­ low about two years old, who, by reason of his cute, babyish antics, had become a great favetrite with the patrons of the hotel; and they, as a token of their af­ fection, presented him on his second birthday with a diminutive iron bank, in wiuch each of the miners and team­ sters had dropped a silver dollar. As day after -day came and went, dollar after dollar found its way into the little treasure feoac, till it became so heavy that baby could no longer lift it, and 1 placed it for safe keeping upon a brwket in my dnessing room. One evening, after old Julia, the In­ dian woman who did our laundryiug once a we<dk, had performed her usual haul day’s washing, it occurred to me that I had done a^very careless thing in permitting her to go into my rdom for the soiled clothes, and, knowing the propensity of her race to steal, I at once proceeded to ascertain whether anything was missing. Baby’s ' bank was gone! Old Julia had stolen it. It was to late to do anything that day, but early the nert morning we had their hut searched, with the result that frag­ ments of the broken bank were found, but no money. They were bountifully supplied with provisions, however, and inquiry at one of the stores elicited the fact that a large bill of goods' such as found had been purchased there the evening before by old Julia and her spouse. The woman was accordingly arrested, and, after being convicted, was sent to the county jail in . the adjoining town for a term of three months. Many predicted that this wouid not be the end of the affair, as the woman’s husband was a dangerous character, and might seek to avenge his wife’s impris­ onment; but neither my husband nor myself .shared their feaivs, and tne matter was forgotten after a day or two. One day, about a fortnight after Julia’s conviction, I was assisting the dining-room girls to prepare the table for luncheon,' when suddenly the sound of a low, gutteral; threatening voice at the window drew my attention. Look­ ing upj startled and frightened, I be­ held a savage, hideous-looking Indian glaring in at me. It was Indian Jack, old Julia’s .husband. Seeing my frightened look, he ad­ vanced still clopei’, put his swarthy face in at the open window, and, shaking his- fist at me, grunted out, “You no give me back my Julia, me kill you pretty oon^?” I had him driven off at once, and as I ■.watched him slowly making his way i>ack to the rancherie on the river bank half a mile to the rear of our house, and saw his threatening, angry gestures, I con­ fess I was badly, frightened. This feel­ ing soon wore off, however, and as my husband was inclined to think it no. more than a game of bluff, his visit was’ quite forgotten by the time luncheon was over. ,That afternoon the table-girls went out in the woods for ferns; the cook also was out, and as my. husband was seldom about the house except at meals, I was for the time lieing alone. To while away the time I picked up a' pa-, per, and was just becoming interested in some article,' when I was startled by a loud, frightened scream from my little boy, who was playing in the back yard. Springing up I ran to the window, just in time to.see -Indian Jack snatch up (my child in his arms, and hasten away’ the ehaparml.. A teirible, fright ih . fisAbed - -*hr j r : mind.' H« Ifas going t\' ’ carderatiph of his wifp child ringing in my ears, I fainted^— the intensity of my mental . anguish was more than I could endure. How long I lay thus I dp not' know, but when I awoke to consciousneM all was silent. I listened, but I could not hear my child’s plaintive cry in the ad­ joining hut. A horrible thought flashed into my mind: Had^ the ^enion' Jack killed him? ^ ^ / My distracted mind had not: y et.. found the answer when iho: sound of my. door ■ being unlocked .was. heard, and, the next moment Jack entered my presence, locking the door after him. I rushed toward'him, and frantically grasped his arm. “My boy! where is he? What have you done with him?” The Indian shook -me rudely away. “Ugh!” grunted he. “Boy bq good! Too much yah! yah! all time. I would not be thus put. off, and still assailed him with my entreaties He endured it was^ 'stolid., indifference for several moments and then, as if prompted by an'uncontrollable impulse, took one hasty stride towArd me and rudely clutched my arm. “You tell jaiL man let my Julia come back I” demanded he savagely. I told him I would do all I could; but that it was now beyond my power to effect her release. . . “You tell Injun lie!” cried he. “Jail man let her go; you tell him to !” I again told him, as I had before, that I was powerless to do as. he asked. The answer seemed goad h |^ on^to greater ’fury: his grip tightened upon my dairk eyes em ltt^ . ipn of his wifp by taking ’the me/andhissejif “Ypw Bp, Jbpk kill yo\!” . ■ • ■' . . I saw the gleaming blade ascend and hang trembling above me, and, then, with a loud, piercing, despairing shriek. H o st consciousness. When I opened my eyes 1 found my husband bendinjg over me, and a group, of familiar faces all afound me, Whom I at once recognized as the regular pattona; of the hotel. i The fight of Indian Jack and my frantic pursuit had been • observed by some men working in a- slaughter-house life of my poor, innocent boy! | There was no help at hand; if bp.|was saved, I alone must save him, and With a desperate hope spurring me on. hounded out of the door in frantic, de­ termined pursuit. Believing his movements had been un­ observed, the Indian had not made as hurried flight'as he might, have done, ;and before half the distance to the rancherie had Ijeen traveled, I was close behind him. “Bring back my boy!” cried I in frantic tones. “Kill me if you wil4 but spare my child!” An angry grunt was his only reply upon finding me in pursuit, and placing his hand over the baby’s mouth to still his piteous cries, he quickened his pace so as* to keep out of my way.* Still I ran on, begging in sobbing tones for my child, but if it had any ef­ fect at all upon the fiendish brute, it was to encourage him in his hmrid purpose, for now and then he'would pause, look back with an exultant expression upon his hideous face, and then swagger off again with a low, gloating chuckle that pierced my heart like a dagger. In this manner the race was up until his hut was reached, when he bounded inside, closed the door with a bang, and then locked it.r...In vain I pounded upon, the door, begged, wept, and pleaded; the brute was immovable as a rock,- and I could hear my 'poor baby pleading in plaintive, wailing accents for “mamma, mamma, mamma!” The sound of my lamentations .attract­ ed the attention of a score of half- naked, sleepy-looking Indians, who rushed pell-mell from their cabins to learn the cause of the unusual commo­ tion, and to them I renewed my plead­ ing. “No sabel” was all I could get out of them, and I returned to the door again, knowing that Jack could at least understand me. He gave me no answer, however, con­ tenting himself with holding an animat­ ed confab in his own dialect with his comrades on the outside. 'What they were talking about of course I could not tell, but I was not to be kept long in ignorance; for I was suddenly seized, dragged to an adjoining hut, and rudely thrust inside. With the sound of the Never resent key tm-ning in the lock as I was made a smile and bear it. near the ranchesie, and, fearing' some­ thing was* wrong, they had notified my husband, who, with several miners, had rushed to my relief. My baby-boy was found fast asleep in Jack’s cabin; which accounted for my not hearing him when I recovered from my swoon some lime before, - As for Jack,, after being mauled to- the h ^ r t’a content of,..the indignant^ miners, he was given notice to leave the community at once, which he did, mak­ ing a bee line for the foothills lying be­ neath Mount Shasta. The noble hearted miners and team­ sters, not satisfied with ridding the neighborhood of Indian-Jack, donated a larger and stronger bank to iny boy, and showed no relaxation in their generosity until it was even heavmr than the one old Julia stole. As for .myself—wdl, T ain no longer a resident of that part of the State, and though I were to live a thoii8aa4 years, I should never forget the hoirors of that eventful day, or how nearly I became t e victim of an tndian^s wrath .—Nwo k'orie Tribune. ' An Imperial Complaint “I have the earache this morning,” re­ marked Mr. Struckitrich. “Oh how lovely!’’ replied Mrs. 8. “That is the most 'stylish disease there is now. The Emperor of Germany has it, you know. But you must call it otitis, 'dear.” Caught on the Fly. , ‘ Handsome Y'oung Canadian—Are you in favor of- annexation, Miss 01 draaid? Miss Oldmaid—Oh, this is so sudden! Y-e-s, l am yours. seeming slight^ but

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