Connecticut western news., 1881-03-09
CASE OF ELIZA BLEYLOCK.

Captain James Peters, riding home from 8 raid into the moonshine coun- ties, stopped at Jared's store, and asked for drink. A jug was taken from the shelf, and fingers length of clear, yell low whisky poured out.
 'No moonshine in this sto', you see, Captain, remarked Mir. Jared.
 "Humphr' and the Captains keen eyes glanced towards the loungers in and about the store. "Reckon if took
 notion, I could unearth some moon shine, an spot some moonshiners not fur off"
 "Captain, you mustn't be so sus- picious."
 Suspicious ? Reckon I shouldn't earn my pay f I wasn't. S'picion's mighty good thing for man-hunter. My games shy. But I've my eye on mo- than knows of me. Some folks'll find thar oilers smashed when they dunno I'm aroun'."
 The Riggses lived at Bloomington, and the Captain and his family were paying them visit, preparatory to set tling il the same place. Mrs. Riggs was bustling young woman, "born in quite another part of the State," as she would tell you, with an air ''no mopin' mountain blood in me-" She was the third wife of her husband, sanctimo- nious old chap, with his long white beard, the ends of which he used to assist meditation, as 8 COW chews its cud.
 The Riggses were extremely sensible of the honor of having Captain Peters in their house. Had not his name been in every paper in the Union, and his portrait in 8 New York journal? That the eyes of the nation were fixed upon him, Peters himself did not doubt; and it was asserted through the country that he was in close correspondence with the President.
 A knock at the door, and a young fel- low came in and shook hands eagerly with the Captain. His name was Mad dox. Captain Peters had picked him up in Nashville, and employed him Con trial"
 'I was jest a-speakin' of the Jareds, , he said. 'I'm pretty sure they've got a till somewhar. They look me in the face too powerful innocent to be all right. Now I've got notion in my head if l only had anybody could trust Maddox drew himself up, alert, watch ful as a listening sentinel. "What can't be done one way, must be done another" said Captain Peters, slowly
 A few days later, peddler stopped at Bleylock's and asked for drink o water. Old mother Bleylock sent Eliz, to the spring for fresh bucketful, anc the peddler, after refreshing himself opened his pack.
 "'Pears's if we oughtn't ter troubl you," she said, "'ca.se we can't buy
 pins wuth."
 "Jest for the pleasure, ma'am," sai
 the gallant peddler.
 The pack was opened, and three pair
 of eyes grew big with delight.
 "'F you'll wait till par comes, r 2 make him buy me that collar" sai
 Janey, the younger of the Bleyloc : girls.
 7 "P'raps Dick Oscar d buy you e present f he was here," suggested Eliz, "If 'tain't maxim too free, I'd like | Q say I admire Dick Oscars taste," sai n the peddler, with an admiring glance. Janey responded with, "Oh yo t hush !" and a toss of her head; and ol e mother Bleylock said, "The boys mo- n generully always paid Janey zoe e deal f attention"
 g She possessed bold prettiness, tn # mountain pink. Brown-skinned, blacl e eyed, red-lipped, and way of droppir 'O her head on her swelling neck, al .0 looking mutiny from under her hea1 s brows. Eliza was thin slip of gil a with demure but vacant look in h g blue eyes, and ashy, nervous manner. O "Tu tell you the truth, ma'am," r Q . marked the peddler to the mother, "yc a could take these girls O yours to Mas l. vile, an people in tn streets wou IS follow them for their good looks. A |, that's Heavens own truth. All ' u family, these two?"
 "Lor, no; I've got three boys" l. "All at home farmin', I s'pose ?" D. "Yaas."
 c' Long road to take their crops h market
 "I ain't never heerd no complaint
 "Now bout these goods O mine y said the peddler "'f you could put I o' up for g few days, we might make eat trade. I'm s tired s lame horse, a S1 wouldn't want nuthin' better'n to r,
 right here."