New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1857-10-26
BY AN OLD STAGER.

1t is about ten years since the extensive forgeries
of one Hasbrook created great deal of excitement
in State street, Boston. The fellow en- adrot
rogue, and when the officers were sure they had him,
he quietly slipped away, and could not be discovered.
1t was ascertaiued that passage had been engaged
in the British steamer for person about whom
mystery hung. watch for this individual was set,
but several days before the steamer appointed to
SAIL Hasbrook slipped away, SO that he could not be
the mysterious person. or he had abandoned his flight
to Europe.
About this time, tired of the dust and din of the
city started for tour to the east l missed the
steamer Admiral which went direct to PASSPORT !;
but determined not to be baked, took the cars for
Portland proceeding thence by the steamer Governor
to Bangor, arriving there on Saturday morning
intended to stay in the city of pine boards for
few days, but as it was hot, and having made the
acquaintance of very agreeable Philadelphia gentle
man, who was going to take the stage for Eastport
that night, decided to accompany him.
We were reused from our beds at IL o'clock, mid
night, to take the early stage 1t great hard
Ship for the nights were cool and the days hot. In
the stage we found two passengers who had already
appropriated the back seat and my friend and be-
slowed ourselves the forward seat. 1t was dark
we could not make out feow-passengers, one of
whom had enyeloped himself in a great cloak, and
seemed to be asleep. The other was quite commune
catiye, and we three were soon on excellent terms
We talked politics, lumber and crops till daylight
began to appear, when the stage was invaded by an
army of rapacous mosquitoes, who threatened to
suck all the blood ont of our veins.
awe must fight or die, Boston," said my friend,
sapping vigorously about him,
q Never mind, Fiy, have dozen cigars. We
| will show them no quarters"
| My friends name was Raymond, but we had got in
| the way of calling each other by the name of the
city from which we came. I had abbreviated the
| name of the Quaker city into very familiar and
loving cognomen, and Filly, in revenge, sometimes
called me Bosty.
best companions in the world for a journey. l had
casually made his acquaintance on board the Cover
nor, and we had since hung together like brothers.
passed the cigars to the party.
| mo-" said the man in the cloak, grufhy.
Won't you smoker
| "No."
Our lumber friend would smoke and in a moment
were all three in full blast The man in the cloak
sneezed.
:" is smoking offensive to you?' asked Filly.
mo"
He seemed to have supreme contempt for mosqui.
toes, for on his face aud hands we could see them
busily engaged at their bloody work, which he suf
fered to proceed without even taking the trouble to
brush them off. He was strange being, whoever
| he was, and we were all very curious to know who
| and what he was. He woDd answer no questions
Filly took malicious delight in annoying him-but
he only answered with yes or no, OR by nod. He
4 was certainly very mysterious passenger, and we
would have given all our old boots to know about
/ him.
| Our onslaught on the mosquitoes was successful
| The smoke drove them out, and we were once more
| at peace.
The stage stopped for breakfast but our mysterious
companion was not to be tempted from his corner.
Would he have breakfasts
| "No.n
As the day advanced the mystery grew more
deep and profound. The day was hot but the
stranger kent his cloak on and still kept his face
mach concealed as possible On our arrival al
Cherryfed, where we were to dine, he still remained
/ stationary in his corner.
laundering strange, isn't, Bosty? Is he crazy! 2
! "Perhaps he is"
! ale will starye to DEATH
/ Every likely
| perhaps he has no money!
! perhaps not"
81 will offer to pay for his dinner"
FiRy, have an idea," l observed, after he had
! failed in his attempt.
/ Hold on to it, Bosty.n
! About this man."
| "What2 n -sr
/ "He is a rogue" a
/ 81 shouldn't he surprised.n
. 81 will bet you five dollars it is Hasbrook, the
forger.''
"Very likely
Tam almost certain
l. son the whole, | don't think it is"
81 will bet five dollars GU it."
''Done, said be, and we shook hands on it.
t. After dinner, and while we were enjoying the
pleasantestpar of the journey through the woods
Maine, the mysterious passenger still mysterious
We could get nothing out of him. In vain Fiy ques
: toned him. 81
'Do you know Hasbrook the forger?" asked he
"No.h
Never saw him." ss-.
"Yes"
7 "Where?' .4.
J was sure he was Hasbrook, the forger, and SUR
CT winning the bet with Fily.
The stranger settled back, and made no reply.
IL was about four O'Clock in the morning when W.
reached Eastport. aud then, for the first time sine
leaving Bangor, believe, the suspicious indyidua
get out OF the stage. When the stage drove up q
the hotel we noticed several persons in the barroom
J and two men were standing on the steps when WI