The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-09-03

great wall of China.
Is there small package here for
Isaac @. Van Scoter," he mted In a
buslness-like way, in answer to the in
quiring glance of the agent.
The agent referred to one of the big
registers on the desk, and answered in
the negative.
Queer" said the man with the red
eye. "It ought to have come yesterday.
Have you read the "Evening Chroni-
Gle ?"
And after this abrupt Interrogation
the stranger stood quite motlonless, eye
ing the agent intently for as much as
minute.
We both answered "No."
The man took paper out of his
pocket, and spreading it open before us
put one of his slender forehngers on the
following paragraph:
FATAL ACCIDENT.-Th This afternoon
as two men, named respectively Henry
Van Scooter and G. II. Griggs, were at
work chopping timber in the pineries
near Scanton, tree fell upon them,
piillhB v OH NDCOlCl lllSleshbtJy anu liz
flicting injuries upon the person of
Griggs from which he died in less than
an hour. They are residents of G.,
and it is understood that their remains
will be sent to that place for burial"
Henry Van Scooter was my only
brother my twin brother - who re-
sembled me very much, and Charley
Griggs was my sisters husband. It's
sad blow sad blow L don't know
how my poor sister will bear 1t.
It's about this sad affair that / came
here chiefly. want to send the two
bodies through to CT by express,
Thursday, by the 1l.4O train. What
will be the charges ?''
1.-THE charges will be S25' answered
the agent.
The stranger only bowed solemnly in
recognition of the reply. Then he was
silent for minute or two, during which
time he appeared to be struggling with
his grief.
The bodies will be here Thursday
morning." he said. 81 hope you will
make all arrangements to prevent delay,
guess my package wont come this
week"
The agent assured him that there
would be no delay, and he might depend
on having the bodies go through to
G-with the greatest possible expedi-
ton.
The man bowed again politely, then
he said:
I" Is the telegraph Office near? 1 must
break the sorrowful news to my poor
sister, suppose, though it's anything
but pleasant duty"
1 told him how to reach the place he
sought, and with polite "thank Sou,"
the sad man with the red eye walked
out of the office, and in a couple of
minutes the sound of his footsteps died
away in the distance.
A queer sort of chap" said I.
A little odd," answered the agent.
"I wonder if he heard us talking
about the specie ?" queried.
"He seems honest enough"
eyes," said I; "but am sure he
was listening to our talk when 1 first
saw him."
care you certain of it?" the agent
asked eagerly.
Well-no, not altogether certain, be-
yond all mistake, but it looked nightly
like it, can tell YOU"
"Suppose you go to the telegraph
office, and as went in the man came
out. He did not seem to recognize me
at least, he did not look at me-and L
thought it prudent to appear not to
notice him.
"Did that preacher-looking fellow
send message to CO asked of the
operator, when had gone in and closed
the door after me.
"Yes. Why do you ask 2'
"Oh, only out of curiosity" Ireplied.
"Was it anything of importance The
man said that his brother and brother
in-law were both killed this afternoon"
The operator took the copy of the
message from file on the table and laid
it before me. 1t was addressed to Mrs.
G. H. Griggs, G., and signed Isaac
Van Scooter. 1t said:
Henry and Charles are both dead
They will be sent home Thursday"
Everything seemed consistent, and
any doubts which had entertained of
the good intentions of the stranger were
speedily dispelled. I didn't go back to
the office hut turned my stems tnwards