Connecticut western news., 1881-03-09

little darlln' ?'
 But she drew back little. "Ef do know of any," she said, "I've promised not to tell of 'em.''
 "Not to the man as is goin' to be your husband?"
 "Not to him until he is my husband. :" And blushing, but resolute, Eliza filled her pail, and started for the house.
 Janey clinched her hands. "Dick was right" she thought; "and I see his game. He's a spy, and Eliza's a fool"
 She knew that she had heard enough to justify her lover in his suspicious, enough to put them all on their guard. A passionate exultation fired her blood as she thought of the service she should render Dick Oscar, his praise, the re- ward of his rude kisses.
 But, alas for Janey something had ruf1ed her sweetheart's temper when next they met, Before she could ap- proach the subject of which she was full, stinging words had passed between them.
 "Diclk, "s-~aid Janey, hoarsely, "d'ye mean that you're goin' back from your word, that you ain't a-goin' to marry me?"
 "Malry Satan !" said MT. Oscar. And he walked off.
 "I want to speak t you," said Janey that night to the peddler. "Can you git up in tn morning befo' tn folks is stirrin'?'
 "Of course I can, when it's to meet a gal like you."
 Morning came. As the stars were drowsily getting out of the suns way, Janey and the peddler met by the spring.
 "You needn't lie to me-" said she, harshly. "I've found you out. You're up the Cumberland spyin' for wild cat stills. I'll take you to one."
 "But, my dear, is this a trap? I'm nothin' but poor harmless peddler.
 "Come, then, my harmless peddler, :" said the girl, with sheer, "an' I'll shoy you somethin' t make your mouth wa ter"
 She struck through the woods, and be followed, alternately blessing and won dering at his luck. What thread led her he knew not. Fallen logs lay in the way, thickets opposed, dense foliage hid all signs of path, but on she went, easily as if she were illustrating the first line of propositions in Lindley above, around, amidst, athwart obsta- cles of every kind. And finally, girdled and guarded by trees and rocks, was the hidden still, where the "dull cold ear of"-corn was changed into ss1s flowing moonshine that maketh glad the heart of man.
 The peddler could hardly keep back | 8 shout. He had won his spurs. It was much larger concern than he had expected. Some hogs were roofing about the sodden earth. The monoto- nous dripping of water mingled with the grunts of these poetic animals.
 Janey leaned against a rock, breath ing heavily. The peddler thought he would about as soon touch wildcat as speak to her. Nevertheless he did.
 "B1ong t your folks 9 he said.
 "'T b'longs to Dick Oscar, an you know it, said the girl, fiercely. "Now I'm goin' back home"
 "You don't know of any more such, " said the insatiate peddler, "lyin' round loose up here ?-pearls among swine, so to speak,"
 "I've done enough. An, look here, keep your tongue between yo' teeth. Tell that / fetched you here, an you won't see many more sun-u ups with them spyin' eyes,"
 MT. Pond was a tolerable woodsman, and he led Captain Peters and his scouts to the mountain still without trouble. They were all there, the Bley. lock boys, the father, and young Oscar They were hard at work, and, sur prised, were handcuffed without the fir ing of gun.
 Who so crest-fallen as the toiling l moiling moonshiners Who so jubilan 7 as the long-whiskered Captain? H. } would have sung pean had he know1 how. As it was, he chewed great dea F of tobacco, and unbuttoned his flame shirt for expansion. y The prisoners were halted at the Bley t lock cabin for baggage and good-byes f They were to be taken to the peniten t tiary, and would need change of socks . Mrs. Bleylock and Eliza wept an moaned their fate; but Janey was still l brown lids yelling the dull fire of he
 eyes.
 a clancy, my girl," said Oscar, draw
 ing her apart, "I spoke mp rough t
 you t'other day. But don't you min h it. 'Twarn't nuthin' but jealousy"
 Her eyes softened. Mountain pinks d as well as some fine ladies, conside d jealousy as tribute to their charms, q Perhaps I'll never come back" sai v he.
 l She seized him by the arm.
 "Dick, what can they do t you ?" l. "Dunno. Most likely I'll kill some
 body tryin' to git away, and be strung. n Janey burst into tears. h "Shouldn't wonder f you marie d one o the Jareds," he said, piling c d the gloom.
 "Dick Oscar, I promised to mar D you, an don't go back from my word
 "No, an I don't," cried Dicl 1t "There ain't as pretty shaped girl |
 you on the Cumberland; an if ever a. do git back"