Daily globe., 1880-05-09
A MYSTERIOUS WARNING.

l found myself alone upon the earth at
an early age My parents and my four sis
ters had been swept away, one after the
other, the latter by pulmonary diseases, and
the former by fever.
Having buried the last survivor-my sis
ter Juliet determined to go back to my
native village (Greenmount), from which
we removed when I was child of eight
years.
In my lonely condition, 1 fancled that the
scenes of my childhood were better calculat-
ed to revive the home feeling than those of
the multitudinous city, where nobody knows
wether anything is alive or dead.
Knowing something of medicine and the
use of drugs, believed that / could do well
in Greenmount with little apothecary shop;
and, accordingly, l went thither and shelved
my latinized jars and bottles, in small one
storied tabernacle, by the roadside, where all
passers-by might observe the sign of Rscu-
Iapius.
had been established in my new quarters
couple of weeks, our old acquaintance Of
the village had begun to find me out, and
my custom was rapidly increasing, when l
received note through the Post-ofice,
ceuched in the following terms:
''SR:-As friend, I warn you that your
life is in danger. If you consult your own
cokx Of kbfa
without moments delay. Time presses;
no more, but haste haste haste away
'YoUR FRIEND"
1t was warm weather; the window was
open, and, with loud laugh, I flung this
missive out of the window. 1t alighted up
Gu the longS grass without, which some la
borers were preparing to NOW. | then
very philosophically proceeded to read a
medical treatise, determined to treat the
foolish note with the contempt which it
merited. But when the day was far spent,
and the sun was obscured by the western
clouds, and the night was approaching, l
could not remember the words of that note
without shudder. 1t is true, thought I,
that have not an enemy in the world; bnt
why, then, should anybody be so mean as to
try to make me unhappy-to alarm me with
such threatenings? Surely it is not friend
who would do such a thing as that, unless
he had cause. Nobody but an enemy would
wantonly send me note of that description.
It must be either an enemy or that thing
worse than enemy-a professional mischief
maker, of which almost every village may
claim one.
The night came on apace, and in her sober
livery were all things clad. Silence accom-
panied for beast and bird; when heard
gentle tap at my shop-door.
''Entrezl ~ said /.
heard departing footsteps, and going to
the door, called to retiring individual
and asked him why he didn't come in.
Because you told me to go away repli-
ed man in blouse, as he came back on his
steps.
''No said come in"
Accordingly, the man came in and sat
down in silence, as if about to hold Quak
sr meeting.
"1Vell neighbor, said 1, at length" what
can do for you?'
''Nothing's know on" observed he, paw
ing his hair with one hand, and thrusting
his hand into his pocket.
After waiting another FIVE minutes, the
stranger handed me a crumpled piece of pa
per, which he signifed was my property. 1
spread out the scrap and discovered that it
was the note which l had thrown out in the
morning.
''I've seen this BEFORE" said l; cit is a
note which 1 received to-day, and served it
as serve all anonymous letters: threw it
out the window"
eyes, sir. was moving out there, and
found it on the grass. What are you go
ing to do?'
''Do! what do you mean ?" demanded l.
"This note means that somebody is seek
Ing your life
''Pshaw! man: I'm not fool enough to
believe that note.n
"Then, sir, you'd better believe it, I
think"
"Come, come, nelghbor, don't go too far,
or you'll get yourself in a pickle replied /.
''You seem to know too much about this
matter. Will you say that you know my
life to be in danger?"
''That's nyther here nor thar" answered
the rustic. 81 know who rit that note, and
think you'd better tend to it."
"Well, who wrote it?" I asked.