The New era. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1865-1871, 1865-11-02

telling you when to come, at station D.,
every day, till you get it. Here is my
pass-key to the house."
And the widow shook the great rough
hand of her pal, and parted with him.
III.
1t was Thursday evening". Tolling
bells announced that it was lecture-night
in the city of churches. The boarding
house in which Don Manuel had found
such delightful home was almost en-
tirely deserted. The pious boarders
were off to the lectures the ungodly
had been surprised by the receipt, from
some unknown but very kind hand, of
a number of complimentary opera-tick-
cts, which, of course, they made use of;
even the servants get tickets to min
strel performance; and they all slipped
away. except one or two that could not
be spared. Tickets had been sent by the
unknown friends to Don Manuel and the
widow. But the latter was sick with a
headache, and could not go; and, of
course, Don Manuel would not be so
cruel as to go without her.
He did not but remained in his room
at her request, while she tried to get an
hours sleep, at the end of which time
she said she would come to him.
Very comfortable in body, and only
depressed in mind in consequence of the
suppressed illness of his affianced, was
his feet elevated ON q chair, a cigarittO
in his mouth, watching the spiral wind
ings of smoke, which he now and then
sent Whirling up toward the ceiling.
The hour which she had asked for re-
pose had passed by, and he had smoked
his tenth eigaritto, when a low knock at
the door brought q glad smile TO his face
and he cried:
Come in, guerido mia, come in.''
The door opened, and to his surprise,
two great, bushy-Whiskered, red-faced
men entered.
Before he had time to ask their bust
ness, he was seized; thick plaster of
pitch was placed over his mouth, his
hands and feet securely bound Thus
helpless, he Was forced to see his keys
taken from his pockets, his trunks OPEN
ed and ritied of all his money and jew
elry, even his best clothes packed up
and carried away. Then he saw the
thieves take the key of his door, heard
them lock it on the outside, and go
away.
Then he passed hours OF agony, no
OiiS, lOl even Iio WllON. COillllIS W Ills
relief. He could not move, for he was
speak, the plaster Of pitch prevented
that.
At last he heard noises about the
house. The boarders had returned
The noises grew louder and louder
louder than he had ever heard in that
building at that late hour. There was
evidently great excitement somewhere.
After q time, heavy knocks We're heard
at his door. lie was powerless 10 an
swei, powerless to move.
The knockers went away, but came
again. \ key to fit his door had been
found. They entered, police officers
with themi and found him in his pain
full position. Then they learned how
terribly he had been victimized. The
whole house and all the boarders had
suffered. Everything of value had been
carried off.
The unhappy Mrs. Dodge appeared to
be one the heaviest sufferers. She had
been tied down upon her bed also, and
every article Of value taken from her.
Her United States bonds were gone
and, weeping like q young thunder
cloud, she sobbed that she was a ruined
woman.
Even Don Manuel was powerless to
comfort her. He had not money enough
left to pay weeks board for himself
His money and jewelry all gone, scarce
ly decent suit of clothes left. He went
from the house in utter despair; went
to the nearest rendezvous to enlist as a
United States marine.
The widow also left the house. She
could have been found, few hours at
forwards, in Il magnificent establish
ment in West Houston street, near
Broadway, dividing the spoils with Jim
and his pal
Reader, this is no fancy sketch; it is
a narration, worked up in readable style
only, of what did recently occur in the
city of Brooklyn.
OFtwonegro regiments raised by Gen.
Banks, one was disbanded yesterday land
the other will be this week. Some of the
papers say these regiments will retain
INSTRUMENTATION Notwithstanding their
disbandig.
The LeavenWorth, Pawnee, and West