The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-10-29

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The meeting was adjourned on mo-
ton of one of the summer visitors.
| Train OF Exlles. .4,
All travellers in Siberia desire to see
something of the criminal exiles, and
the author of From the Arctic Ocean
to the Yellow Sea" was no exception
to the rule. He had met and talked
freely with many prisoners-the
greater part of whom seemed to him
to be having pretty comfortable ex-
perience, their crimes being taken into
account-but had not yet seen body
of convicts on the march. When, there
fore, he was informed that detach-
ment was on its way from Tomsk, he
took conveyance and drove out to
meet it.
| We had driven considerable dis
lance without seeing the slightest sign
of life on the deserted highway, when
suddenly on the crisp, frosty air l dis
tinguished faint, distant sound, so
peculiar and weird that it at once at
tracted my attention, as it was evil
IDENTIFY approaching us.
/ ~ WAC nOU buc uOlSc WhlCh
would be produced by hundreds of
birds singing all at once, yet could
see nothing of any sort anywhere on
the vast plain. AS we'll as l could,
with my limited Russian vocabulary,
drew my drivers attention to 1t. To
him it was neither novel nor interest
ing; he knew what it was at once.
1.-THE arrestani are coming" he
answered briefly; and shortly after, on
ascending a rise in the road which
had concealed them from our view,
there came in sight big body of men
coming slowly along, and discovered
that the strange noise which had so
impressed me was produced by the
heavy chains they wore.
But then, alas! all preconceived IL
lusions vanished, for it was loathsome
and depressing sight, rendered doubly
so by the bright sunshine.
There was about it absolutely moth
ing of the poetic, such as l had been
led to expect. 1t was simply huge
crowd or what looked like-and prob
ably was-the very scum of the earth,
for all races seemed to be represented,
making as villainous and evil-looking
n lot Of men as one could possibly see.
Dark Outlook.
The fact that the kitchen door of the
Collins cottage at Pleasant Harbor was
painted black led to an incident that
caused the Pleasant Harbor towns
people much amusement. Miss Laura
Collins, the elder of the two elderly
women who lived in the cottage, used
to tell the story thus:
My sister Emmeline is what you
might call absent-minded. She gets
her mind set on something, and then
she doesn't pay real strict attention to
what she's doing. One evening she
came into the kitchen where / was sit
ting, and, said, 81 am going down to
the corner to call on Mrs Stone"
| And said, 81 would go. It's a
pleasant evening for walk, moon
light, and the stars are OUT
| noticed that Emmeline had on her
big sun bonnet, but 1 didn't say any
thing about it; every body in the village
was used to seeing her wear it in the
evening, and even on rainy days. /
went on sewing, and in minute
heard Emmeline say, "Why, it must
have clouded up suddenly. There isn't
a star to be seen. It's terribly dark
night"
looked up, and there stood Emme-
line with the edge of her sunbonnet
pressed up against the door. She had
forgitten to open it before she looked
out to see what kind of night 1t was,
and of course, the door being painted
black, that made considerable differ
ence.
He Was Prudent.
Johnny had been out in the yard
playing ball, says the New York Sun,
ind suddenly came in and sat down to
read.
His father looked up, and seeing that
Johnny had his Sunday-school book in
his hand, thought it time to question
him.
"What did you do with the ball?'
at went over the fence into Mr..
Browns yard"
ibid you go over after it?"
"No, SIR"
"Why not?"
because it went through the win
dow