The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1864-11-09

Matters were convereing TO ar interesting
crisis, as far as Mark and Alicia we're con-
cerned-a crisis, which promised TO be has
tened by point blank proposal from Doc
tor Johnslone, who was frequent visitor
al the house of Judge Tyrrel. Alicia has
tened 10 tell her young lover what had hap
pened. Marks countenance assumed a
look OF uneigned dismay.
"We are ruined" be exclaimed in de-
spair; "The Doctors position and pros
poets will give him weight with your father,
il not with Mrs. Tyrrel also. There is one
hope only, and that is-fiightn
Don't speak SO sadly, Mark" said the
beauty. clinging to him as the ivy clings TO
its supporting oak "my mother is already
on my side and as for papa, money is no
recommendation in his eyes as you well
know"
81 will see him, and that, too, before the
Doctor has an opportunity. Should he re-
fuse me, carriage will be in waiting this
evening at the end of the lane, into which
you will enter, aud Tomorrow we may
He waited only TO obtain her assent, and
left her 10 put his plans into execution =
An unprejudiced person might have tho'l
his subsequent action somewhat singular /;
for, instead of going 10 search OF the Judge
direct, he repaired 10 The tavern, where he
found MIR Johnstone philosophicaIly smo-
king a cigar as he waited for the stage
coach :hat was 10 convey him home.
A few words whispered in the Doctors
ear suffieed 10 enwreaih that persons coun-
tenance in smiles. He pressed Marks
hand warmly, and said, From the bottom
of my heart thank you | shall be punc-
tuaI Al The end of the lane you say ?''
"Yes, hush enough, and be cautious"
About an hour afterwards, a messenger
left note for the Judge requesting his
presence al neighboring mining camp on
political business of importance and, in
another like interval, another like messen-
ger came rushing alter him just as he had
discovered the first message TO be hoax
announcing that his daughter Alicia had
disappeared and that the public strong box !,
which vas secured In vault beneath his
office had been rifled of all It's contents.
Jukge Tyrrel was passionate man, and
as decided as passionate. He flew like
widfre back TO The village, where the truth
of the latter announcement became too
painfully apparent. Worse than all, the
lad whom he had regarded end fostered as
bod ho1 al hold
his keys, there could be lu.le doubt as TO
who was the culprit. Instant pursuit was
ordered, and posse OF men, under charge
of the sherifs officer, set out 10 recover
the missing treasure. They came upon the
retreaIiug band OF marauders a little after
nightial Tor they had rightly guessed
toward what quarter the robbers would con-
vey their booty. A desperate conflict en-
sued in which several were wounded and
one or Two killed. Among the former was
Mark Meredith, who on his clothes beng
torn open to give relief, exhibited the SYM
metrical developments Of a woman!
The mystery OF manr of the adroit rob-
berries which had been perpelrated of late
in that and adjoining districts were now ap
parent. The employment OF female con-
iederate, able and bold enough 10 Disguise
herself at will, or 10 assume on occasion
the customs and peculiarites OF man,
had given them advantages which they
were not slow 10 i'm prove. The pretended
Mark {as the records of the California
criminal calender informs ps) was bot an
abandoned actress, who, yielding to the
downward impulse, had by degrees become
associated with the gang OF marauders
whose achievements were thus abrubtly
and ingloriously terminated.
AS for The DECOR, he doubtless enjoyed
has ride with the fair Alicia for his compan-
ioc, but the discovery of the deception tha;
had been practised upon her frustrated his
hopes, and he is still bachelor, while Ali
cia still pines in blooming maidenhood,
beneath the bowers in which her young
hearts dearest affections were betrayed
THERE is a fellow in Norristown so dirty
that the assessors have put him down as
"real esiaie.n
A Pennsylvania editor, in an appeal TO
his patrons says -" The editor wants
grain. pork, tallow, candles, whiskey, lin
en-, beeswax, wool, and aylhing else he
can eat"
Somebody says that our passions are
older than our reason, because passions are
born with Us, but reason don't follow till
long time after. This is a SANDER upon all
babies. When baby is spanked doL't he