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she needs not her tube, but hears distinctly day. Once, while at Lord Durham's in the without it. In a carriage, too, sitting so country, at table, a gentleman sitting next close one feels so confidential. We rode her observed, “There is one subject, Miss about from 12 until past three & our con- M., I think your genius admirably calcuversation would fill several sheets. I en- lated to illustrate." “What is that,” said quired about her early life, her motives for she, with eagerness, glad to be instructed. embracing literature as a pursuit, the forma- “The Poor Laws" replied he. “Why" extion of her mind, habits & opinions, all of claimed Lord D., “in what corner of Engwhich she freely gave me the history, & an land have you been living, that you do not interesting history it is. “Do tell me," said know, this is the very subject on which she I,“if praise & celebrity, like everything else has most ably written.” “I did, I candidly do not lose their relish ?” “I never,” said own,” said Miss M., when she told me this, she, “had much relish for general praise; “I did feel completely mortified.” My pathe approbation of those I love & esteem or per will hold no more. I will soon write respect, I highly value. But newspaper again, but as I cannot write all this over & praise or censure, are perfectly indifferent it may amuse Maria, I wish you would send to me. The most valued advantage I have it to her. Oh how tired my head & hands gained is the facility which it gives me to are! The girls are equally so of holding gain access to every person, place or thing their tongues. I desire, this is truly a great advantage.' Speaking of the lionizing of celebrated peo

To Mrs. Boyd ple, “Well,” said she, laughing, “I have escaped that, to my knowledge, I have never

Christmas day, 1835. been made a show of, or run after as a lion."

Poor Mr. Clay, was laughing & Of course, I did not undeceive her. I asked talking & joking with some friends when her how I should understand an expression his papers & letters were brought to him; she several times used, “Since I have been he naturally first opened the letter from employed by government.” She said, two home. A friend who was with him, says of the subjects she had illustrated in her he started up & then fell, as if shot, & his stories, had been by the request of Lord first words were “Every tie to life is broBrougham & Lord Durham, who supplied ken!'* He continued that day in almost a her with the materials, or principles, viz, state of distraction, but has, I am told, bethe Poor-Laws, on Taxation. She was em come more composed, though in the deepest ployed by them to write on these two sub- affliction. Ann was his pride, as well as his jects, on which account she & her mother joy & of all his children, his greatest comhad removed to London, as the transmission fort. She was my favorite, so frank, gay, of Pamphlets by the mail, became too bur- & warm hearted. Her husband was very thensome, frequently requiring her to send very rich. Their plantation joined Mr. a wheel-barrow to the Post Office. For the Clay's & afforded a daily intercourse. Of last two years she & her mother have resided five daughters, she was the last, & now she in London, have a small house adjoining is gone, & poor Mrs. Clay, in her declining the Park, which is as quiet & pleasant as in age is left alone & bereaved of the support the country. Here she had daily inter- & comfort which daughters & only daughcourse with the members of the Cabinet & ters can afford. I now, cannot realize leaders of the whig party, particularly the that you or I can ever be so berea ved, we above-named gentlemen. She never makes are so far advanced towards our journey's visits & receives them only at 2 specified end. hours every day, but while Parliament is

Ann Brown Clay was sitting, dines out (at night, remember) every

his favorite child. Her husband was James Erwine, of New

* The story was that he fainted.



By M'Cready Sykes



Y English friend thought it hoped for an adventure of our own; that's

was a hold-up. So no doubt the worst of the ‘disappearing frontier."
did the passengers jolting So he rather welcomed the browned stran-
drowsily in the stage-coach. gers with their rifles, and we all fell into con-
Two men rode quickly up to versation when we drew up by the coach.

the open windows; the stage “Prisoner broke jail—that's all; he come stopped, and they glanced inside. They this way.” Frank Simers, the big sheriff, were well browned and carried excellent felt a certain shameat confessing the escape, Winchester rifles.

and his deputy coughed apologetically. “He ain't there. Thank ye, gentlemen; “An' the slickest cuss in this country,” an' you, Miss”—this last to the school added the sheriff. “A low,dog-goned bank ma'am, who was the least surprised of any. robber. Started a shootin' on the sidewalk

“I don't suppose you've seen no foot- an’ sicked the cashier onto his pal, and then passenger up the road-nor on the bench, ran inside and cleaned out eight hundred perhaps? Wa'al, that's about all.” dollars in gold, an' carried it away, too.

My Englishman and I had been riding 'Twan't much to get caught for, but they some two hundred yards behind the stage. want him in Wyoming when we get through It was a slow, lumpy road down the canyon. with him. Broke away this afternoon, an' Farther up, on the bench, we had fallen in Tom Husack here seen him headin' for the converse with Luther, the stage-driver. bench. Wa'al, so'long. We'll have him There the road was wide, and we could ride by nightfall.” alongside; Luther spun for us many painful Luther released the brake, took up his yarns, involving much of battle, murder reins, and cried "Giddap!” Then he reand sudden death, of catamounts and rattle- flected,and holding back his four horses, said snakes, of vast lakes and mighty deserts. that it reminded him of a man that once tried Luther was on the whole the most varied to shoot him in Nevada—"a one-eyed man, and picturesque liar I have ever known, and so he shot on the bias, ye might say." he delighted the heart of my English globe But Morley had quickly lost his liking for trotting friend. We promised ourselves a adventures at second hand. “Can't we help pleasant evening in Luther's company when you in the search?” he said to the sheriff. we should reach North Star, and we had re There is no hunt that stirs the blood of linquished our place along the stage regret- your Briton as does the noble sport of huntfully, and only when the road had become ing Man. Morley had mourned at not killtoo narrow.

ing a tiger; he was keen on this new scent. Morley had been drifting at leisurely pace "Sure, sure,” said the sheriff, not disaround the world, and I had fallen in with pleased at the evident enthusiasm of his him at Portland, fresh from two weeks on ally. “We can drive him in quick, all goin' the Pacific. Then with vast delight he had together. He's afoot.” come inland with me and had knocked The stage lumbered down the canyon, about the mining camps in the mountains and the four of us turned back toward the back of North Star. We were coming back summit. Clearly there would be no conto town, and our horses had overtaken the nection with the Overland for us that night. stage. Morley was grieving that we had Simers explained that being mounted, and only seven miles to go.

thus lifted above the sky-line, we were so far “A week in the mining camps,” he had forth at a disadvantage, and would be seen complained, "and no adventures; just by the robber long before we couid see him. fancy! But when I'm home I'll appro- "He'll crouch along the sage-brush, an'work priate some of Luther's. Still, I rather up into the pines, an'make shift to do his

travelling by night. So the more of this Frank's deputy nodded assent, intimatbench we can cover by nightfall, the better ing that Governor Yandee was “almost too chanct we'll have. Once he gets out o'the ondignified for a governor of the state”; but sage-brush an' into the sheep-grass, we can Frank's commission ran in the name of the see him if he lies flat agin a stone.” Chief Executive, and he upheld him.

So we thrashed over the bench all that "No, Tom, he ain't ondignified, Tom; afternoon, till we were choking with the uni- he's jest high-spirited. But I'll never hear versal smell of the dusty sage-brush; we the end of this.” started up jack-rabbits innumerable, and Morley said that he had in his pocket letsaw the gophers scudding to their holes. ters of introduction to Governor Yandee, We came upon a sheep-herder, working his and that he was anticipating with much deband of sheep down from the mountains, light meeting so pleasant an acquaintance. but could find no clue. At twilight we were Yes sirree, a fine, whole-souled feller is together again.

Bob Yandee,” cried the sheriff, “and when “But I say,” cried Morley, suddenly in- you see him ye just give him Frank Simers' spired, as we were sitting around on the regards-assumin' that we've catched this grass for a brief pause, “we've no idea what cuss of a bank-robber. Nice feller, Bob." the fellow looks like, you know. Haven't But that the outlaw would not be captured you a photograph, or something?” never seemed to enter the sanguine imagina

Sheriff Frank uncoiled himself. "Now tion of the sheriff. And this was not altodon't you worry about that, pardner. Ef gether groundless optimism, for the news of you see a man wanderin' about here on the the escape would travel fast, and it is not bench, unattached like, and not havin' no easy to slip unobserved through a country tag, nor no hoss, why, it's him. But it where every new arrival or passer-by excites might be as I hev got a photograph, now interest and comment, and affords discusjest in case I had to do any mailin'. Look sion for a whole evening in half a dozen in Tom's coat over on that there pile, in the camps. inside pocket. Ye can take it along. I'll We hobbled our horses and turned them be back in a minute."

loose in the short, dry grass. Simers and While the sheriff was gone to replenish Deputy Tom had brought a trifle of prothe supply of water, we found the coat and visions, anticipating that the search might the photograph, and examined the picture after all last over the day. The stars swung minutely. It was not a bad face-on the about, looming large in the rarefied air even contrary, it struck me as decidedly a good of thirty-five hundred feet of altitude; and one, with a pleasing expression of frank far down the canyon the desolate howling of good-nature, and almost a masterful look the coyotes was all that broke the stillness. about the mouth and eyes.

Morley enjoyed it hugely, and was more The man in the picture had a pleasantly communicative than his wont about his own recalcitrant tuft of hair, that stood up de- wanderings. The sheriff and Tom Husack, fiantly in the middle of his forehead. We born with the Wanderlust that is the Westhad finished our examination, and Morley erner's birthright, had much to tell of many had put the picture in his own pocket for men in many lands, and quickly established future reference, when the sheriff rejoined us. with the Englishman the camaraderie of “Now, my lord, you just keep the picter, an' them that wander about the earth. The you'll know your man when you see him.” deputy was soon plain Tom for us all; in an

Behind his back, Sheriff Frank had al- other half hour we were all calling the ready begun to speak of Morley as “the sheriff Frank, and assuredly the EnglishJook.” To his face, he compromised on man would have gotten back to first prin“my lord.”

ciples and his first name had his new friends “We'll get him, boys-never fear. But I happened to know it. He took his friendly won't hear the last of this from Governor cross-examination like a little man, giving Yandee. My, but Yandee'll give it to me good-naturedly the details of his ancestry, strong. If the feller wa’n't really gone, his father's occupations and avocations, and I'd think now 'twas a joke of the Govern- his grandfather's, his religious and political or's. He's always playin' them practical views and the motives that had impelled him jokes o' his."

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clearly that his questioners were inspired by of course to compel a man standing in the no idle curiosity, but welcomed him as a water without a stitch of clothing to throw up friend and took a friend's interest in his his hands seems in a way superfluous. Ceraffairs. The problem of the future of Can- tain it is that the man instantly threw up his ada, and of the Anglo-American alliance, hands, and held them up, as high as they being happily solved, we fell asleep one by would go. one to the howling of the distant coyotes and “Now, my good fellow, I'm going through the occasional scrambling of the hobbled your clothes,” was Morley's next comment, horses as they searched about for fresher and keeping his rifle pretty steadily pointed

at the captive he stepped a few yards along At dawn we separated pursuant to our the bank to where the man's clothes lay. plan of overnight, Morley and I keeping not The prisoner made a step toward the bank, too far from the canyon, from whose billow- but Morley turned sharply upon him, keeping sides we could command the trail along ing him covered with his rifle. “I'd stand the stream. The sides of the canyon died still if I were you, and hands up, you know.” away, and after an hour's riding we found The warning was effective, and the Eng. ourselves on fairly level ground. The lishman went carefully through the pockets horses picked their way easily through the of the man's clothes, extracting five or six chapparal; we rode, silently for the most silver dollars, a box of tobacco, a pipe, two part, in and out among the great pines when knives, and to his great joy, a long and gruethe creek led us in their direction. Our some six-shooter, of the kind that Mr. Colt, man-hunt was becoming very mild. or his successors in business, make with

Morley, riding a little in the lead, stopped such beautiful precision. Morley slipped suddenly, dismounted and crouched down, the gun in his own pocket, and rejoined me. rifle in hand. I followed, and obeying his “Confound it,” he whispered, “do you silent signal, we walked softly through the know, they never told us the fellow's name. bushes to the edge of the stream. My Eng. How can you arrest a man without naming lishman pointed to his quarry.

him? Stupid of us never to have asked the Standing in the shallow stream, stark sheriff for his name." naked in the morning sun, a man was per I weakly suggested something about our forming his matutinal ablutions. It was needing a warrant. Morley was almost about eight o'clock, and the water was evi- scornful. "Why, he's an escaped prisoner. dently very cold, for the bather instinctively One doesn't need a warrant. One can take expanded his chest under the inspiring sting him wherever one finds him.

We'll give of the water which he was splashing upon him an In a moment he turned and faced us. He pointed his rifle at the captive and said, It was the originalof our photograph. Mor- very slowly and distinctly: “You there, alias ley gave a soft whistle that bespoke an John Doe, I arrest you in the name of the amplitude of inward delight.

King—no, I mean in the name of President For my part, I distinctly wished that we Roosevelt, or the name of the Governor of had the sheriff and his deputy with us. this State, and I call on you to lay down Desperadoes are not ordinarily captured your arms and submit.” while bathing en plein air. Besides, I was Our captive gave a wild yell, and shook nervously conscious, as indeed our photo- his fist at the tranquil Briton—“You-argraph had forewarned us, that our man was rest me—in the name of—the President not exactly the ordinary desperado. Per- -and the Governor of the State—why, you haps we might prevail by strategy, and keep —you-well of all”—but words became inin with the man till we could set the duly adequate, and the man shook his fist imconstituted authorities in motion. It was potently. while I was thinking all this, and a great “Now, my man, we won't have anyof that. deal more, that Morley's voice rang cheer- Come on shore here and put on some of your fully out:

clothes for decency's sake. You don't need "Oh, I say: hands up, there." ”

much. When you've done that, you march I had read that phrase, many times, and along in front of us, and if you cut or run, often heard it quoted. Somehow it failed I'll put a bullet through you as sure as I live. to strike me at the time as incongruous; yet You can make any stateinent you want, but

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