Daily globe., 1882-09-26
Mgartyrs 20 -Grt.

There is a pretty little town about nal
an hours ride from Greenpoint On th,
Long Island railroad that has, up to re
cent date, enjoyed the reputation of being
one Of the pleasantest places TO live in OF
the island, but now a shadow has fauer
upon the orstwhilo sunny life of the place
and its reputation for tranorikity aad peac,
has evaporated.
The inhabitants, Who were once noted
| for their law abiding qualities may now
be seen Night after night proving about
| its streets armed With revolyors anC
shot guns. When they see each othei
afar of they approach one another
with great caution, skipping behind trees
like Cooper's Indians, and exposing as little
of their perS ons as possible until they as
certain whether they be friends Or foes
A wild restless look has come into the eyes
Of most Of the citizens, and the town is al
together damorahzed. Many OF them have
an eager, searching gaze, and they glare
with q fierce expectancy into every face
they encounter, as though they. were pos
sessod Of o reVengeful spirit and hunting
down some deadly foe. There is q small
fraction of the citizens, however, who ex-
hibit entirely different SYMPTOMS, They
have scared, hunted look, much resen-
bling tramp canines in midsummer, when
the dog catohers are out in full force. They
Sink along IN the shadows OF the houses,
frequenting back streets and looking every
few moments neryOUsIY over their should
ers as though IN mortal fear Of an enemy
in their rear. An Eagle representative
happening 10 visit this village few days
ago was naturally led into inquiung the
cause of it's inhabitants strange behavior.
What's the racket down here?' asked
the reporter, meeting one of the hunted
looking citizens.
You are not armed?" shouted the vii
lager, jumping behind a large tree.
NO. said the reporter.
"And you are stranger III our town?"
asked the yillager cautiously poking his
head from behind the tree
yes"
''You haven't any relations in our town;
any nervous aged aunts or fdgety old
unclesT' -
NO"
Then follow me- and the viilager creps
cautiously up the street IN the darkness,
for it was already well after nightfan. At
last he lodged through gate, mounted
stOop and raped three times on a door,
the reporter close at his heels. 4 rattiing
Of chains and drawing OF heavy bolts fol
lowed, and the door slowly opened.
"Who is there?" said q voice In stage
whisper.
'Bass viol," whispered back she report
er's guide, and they were admitted into a
dark hall. "Are we all here?"
All cyoar1A tho uIoIoocaIlo,,
'That looks ominous,". said the report
er's guide with sigh; s'Poor fellow. He
picked the last shot out OF his left leg this
another peppering tonight How IS your
arm?''
'It's getting along fairly. The doctor
says ne won't be able to extract the bullet,
but he thinks it won't trouble me much.
Is your shoulder doing weil?''
Eyes, think Pll be. able TO handle the
bow a little tonight said the reporters
guide.as they all three entered I. dimly
lighted apartment. As soon as the re-
porter became accustomed to tbs semi
darkness he distinguished grouped in diff
ferent parts of the room about twenty of
the most dilapidated looking human
beings it had ever been his misfortune to
look upon. They looked as though they
had been fighting the entire Egyptian
army single handed and come out very
much the wrong way. Some had great
bandages around their heads, others had a
lattice work of black court plaster across
their cheeks and noses. Many had an arm
IN a sling, and IN fact they were all broken
up"
''You see before you, sir,'' said the re
porter's guide, ga band Of martyrs to art y
and a big tear trickled across black and
blue blotch under his left eye. awe have
started in to form and perfect an amateur
orchestra, and we are going to do it or die
in the attempt .
"Hear, hear,' went up feebly from the
little gathering with more or lass success,
according to the nature OF their wounds
''This is our leader continued the report
sr's guide, as agentlernan came forward
with decided limp, and wearing a green
patch over his right eye, while his left arm
hung helpless in a sling. He attempted a
cheerful smile, bat broke down in the mid
die of it, his face relapsiug into gloom as
he said: eve started our rehearsals two
weeks ago, and now we are isolated, ostra-
cized from society, and, for aught I know
80 the contrary, a price has been placed
upon our heads. You. see the members
must practice and that's where the trouble
comes In. The bass viOrs neighbors have
threatened to pull his house down about
lis ears, and his wife has sued for an IN
IuaEfed divorce. The French horn's father
aas disowned him and his sweetheart
las broken of their engagement,
md ell the other boys are no better of.
IF course [ come in for my share.
IL live out Of town, and two
,r three attempts have been made to
wreck the trains they supposed took, but
We ere not to be crushed. We have made
Up our minds this village shall have an or
,hestra, and orchestra it shall have"
"Heari hearF' again went up feebly
from the martyrs.
eve are about to open Wagner over