The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-03-26

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81 think there is n cow"
Yes. Go on.'
A cow, n triangle, and crescent
g A COW, triangle, and a crescent
Yes, that's right, can you make out the
characters 2''
They may be II and ID, but they are
intertwined and not distinct"
The applause that followed this tri-
umph of-well, don't yet know what
to call 1t. But the applause was as
hearty as any she ever received in her
life, for the test was most remarkable
Where did you get this, Henry :"
asked Mr.. Heller.
Got him from the priest In New Or
leans" replied the much relieved
darkey.
From the priest? What priest ?"
"The coored priest. He sells em for
dollars"
What is it? ?"
Safety piece, sir. | don't have no
more fevers."
You wouldn't sell it, suppose ?"
g No, sir, not for nuthin', sir"
suggested that possibly Miss Heller
was fatigued, but she laughed and said
not. So we went on.
OF course, no system of lingual tele-
graph could have answered their pur-
pose in this test, unless it was SO exten-
sive as to comprehend metallurgv, natu-
raj history, the alphabet, and masonry,
and with some reluctance / dismissed
the idea for the moment.
Having seen considerable of ventrio-
quists in private as well as public, and
knowing Heller to be fdcile l1rinceps in
the practical joking line, it occurred to
me that, though not probable, 1t was
possibly possible, that ingenious and
perfected ventriloquism was the base
slave who thus deceived our senses.
And / confess l was somewhat i'm
PEELED to a serious consideration of this
thought by suggestion made last week
in the SIN, that Heller would not allow
Others to put the questions to Miss
Heller.
Why not?
Was his voice necessary as well as his
eyes?
l tried, therefore second, expert
ment.
The young dramatic news editor wore
peculiarly shiny satin cravat, evident
| ly fresh from the haberdasher's stock.
| ;,rr ;,,,n .; L. 4 1, h. I
| me his cravat
With some reluctance, for it was very
handsome, he did so, and, "a / had
hoped, the name of dealer was stamped
in the collar.
showed the name to Mr.. Heller.
May l ask her what this is, and test
her generally by my voice -
"Why certainly"
He told me afterward that he had en-
countered shrewder men than myself
and that l needn't go away utterly cast
down, as one without hope.
What is this, Miss Heller ?'
GA young PERSONS cravat. 1t is made
of satin, has stiff collar band, and is
worn in folds arranged in 'front.'"
Correct. What, anything, is there
written on it ?"
Nothing"
What. Look again
There is something stamped on the
inside in gilt, old English letters. 1t i,
little worn on the edge, or rather inn
perfectly stamped. 1 should say 'Silleck
& Co.'n
And that's precisely what it was.
81 give it up" said /.
No, no, go on man. Try it again
For all you know L buy my underwear
there. Try something of your own"
Mr.. Dust pushed from greasy leather
wallet ticket and handed it to me.
:" If she can hit that, " said he, she'.
a witch, for I'll swear no one has evel
put eyes on it before but my uncle and
myself"
Mr.. Heller looked at it.
No one in the room but Dust, Heller
and myself had thus far seen It.
"Please describe this article, Miss
Heller.'
Its a bit of paper, about two inches
long and one inch wide, with printed
and written letters on it.
VIII you read the letters ?''
can't very well make out the mum
ber, but 1 think it says:
No. 1,246, r.. Simpson g. Co.,