, 1876-03-12

| Or. Tho Do0k~AEentsR Victim.
| TERRIBLE TALE OF PERSECUTION AND nLoon, ri
". H. DE MuLDooS, SHE AUTHOR OF SEVERAL
TuR1lINa STOKES NOT TEr ruEL1suED.
81. Lou,s Gscbc-Ucmoerak~
| Midnight,
Midnight on the Arctic Sea.
Huge icebergs grinding and crashing against
| each other, inky wares climbing toward Jhe
clouia. tho wind howling aud Ehriek1ng like
multitude of infuriatcd demons hot fron,
| Hades-
It seemed Us it the heavens and earth we're
each struggling for tho mastery.
! Amid these tempestuoua scenes stalwar t
young man might have been seen pacing up and
down Al ice-hoe which was being driven At a
| fearful speed before the wind.
| There was something unusual in the appear
anco Of this unfortunate young man.
He Was without an Ulster.
/ Without Ill Ulster on IN ice-1net
| An ice situation Tor young man.
| The wind whstled ehrilly about him, iccborgB
kept continually falling upon hls devoted head,
| mined his manly features. thoy seemed to wear
] AL expression OF jog.
In tho cou7so of several hours the elements,
as If worn out with warning. abated their fury.
The mysterious young stranger drew q sigh
Of relief, glanced cautiously about him, as if
he feared the approach Of secret foe, and then
exclaimed:
"Thaak Ho7ings have Escaped him at
last!"
.:Ha! ha, ha!~
"Ha hal"
"Ha!"
The icy winds waited these sounds Of demoniac
laughter in quick succession to the ears Of tho
astonishcd young man.
Leaning against au iceberg for support, he.
murrnured:
'.Am ever to escape this iend:"
''Ncrer ]" shouted Loarse voice in his ear,
and the next moment form emerged from
the iceberg and confronted him with grim
smile.
It was tho young mans Fend.
Tho Fiend we're verr bad beaver.
The remainder of his costly attire was fno
linen.
Altogether too fine, ono would say, for that
l2lltude-
''Leaye me, Fiend Leave mol" said the
young man. ...
"Never!" rstortcd the Ficnd, "ncver until
you subscribe
'sWhat IL Il this time ?"
" Blobbs' Picturesque Eurip-cornes in fifty
TWO numbers-75 cents number-no family ls
complete without t-goin. off like hot cakos-
ali our best families subscribe for it-three steel
eugraylls5 i'll each NUMBER
II cannot, I cauuot. 7 haven't laid in MT
coal FOR, WINTER" repllod the young man in
melancholy tone Of voice.
"Winter! Coal! Bali! Don't need coal; fne
braciDg weather this T.
"Look at mo-" exclaimed the Fieud az he uu-
buttoned his linen osercoat aud began to chew
au iccle-
"No, won't have it," said tho young man
doHro1ately.
The Fiend acraped frozen tear from his oye,
and exclaimed with emotion:
IL pity you, young man. I pitg you. I Bup-
pose you Want your money to spend On beer.
aud billiards, and Uigters- You want to die IN
ignorance of the beauties OF Pctooresque
Eurip--you want to so down to your grave with
out knowing what your ancestors dono 800 year6
ago"
You're right That's SO that's so," broke
The lie ' Fisnd , rcs,med: % Hou don't care to
know ANYTHING about Joan Of Arc
You're right. you'so right. / know enough
about Noah's ark. again broke iu the yonDg
man earnestly.
- rou don't care anything about Westminster
Abbey St. Paul's, Or the Maleline / suppose
you don't even caro- about Notre Dame"
III he drove daeecr @ to the bt a
the Fiend'a heart. Once, twice, and thrice, the
deadly blow was repeated, aud then the young
man coolly wiped his dagger clean upon his
coat-sleeve. aud complacautly remarked: /
IL guess that Bett}es it,"
He turned to leaTe.
4 deep moan attracted his attention.
Only seveuty-l cents nu-numbar," and The
Eiend uaa no moro.
No more FOX tue present.
CHATTER IA TROPICAL SCENE. /
i yesEel becalmad ue1r tho Equatorial 1ipe
The hoat 1vaa intense.
In tho pas. tense.
Seated IN the forward cabin were tuo mon,
9 ach reclining on ice.
You cannos fail to have recognized BY this |
faithful descrption our mysterious young friend !
Of the Arctic Sea. ]
Uis companion was skipper.
He had skipped from home soma yea1H before |
for rcasous which We will not now state.
"And this ia tue Equatorial line, Cap?" said !
tho young man, inquiriugly.
"Why. OF course, me 'earty. You don't sup
pose Tn lyia', do yon7' replied the skipper, !
GRIZZLY.
mo, no. Eut when the mate esid nc wnre on !
tho line. you said We must lio too, for aThilc.''
"You're il"
Before the skipper could dnish, tns young man