The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-07-02

upon what was, to say the least, Z
dangerous errand. Although alone,
however, he had taken the precaution
| to be we'll armed, and being really q
brave man, felt no fear as to tho con-
sequence OF his proceedings.
On arriving at his destination he
found Stockoe sitting over q peat fire,
alone, except for the presence of a
young girl. Thrusting his legal docu-
men. before the eyes OF Stockoe, who,
being unable to read, knew just as
little as he cared what it was, he an.
nounced his business.
The smuggler, sitting with his head
resting upon his hands, neither looked
up or spoke. 1t was as il he had not
heard.
Without word, or interruption,
from the smuggler, the ,exciseman
commenced his search. going through
his selfimposed task thoroughly like
one accustomed to the tricks and wiles
OF the smuggling crew. He ransacked
the room, hunted through the closet,
delved into the oatmeal chest, pried in.
to the cowhouse, and found moth.
ing.
Encouraged by Stockoe's apathy oil
terror, the man OF law inquired.
"What is up there?" pointing, as he
spoke to the loft.
Stockoe jerked his head in the di.
rection OF the ladder.
The exciseman climbed this, feeling
elated ut his success in bullying the
redoubted smuggler.
sit only requires little common.
sense, with true courage" he said to
himself, "and these wild fire-eaters
will become as meek as mice. Who
would have supposed that this huge
numbering fellow was coward, with
no more pluck than schoolgirl"
| Communing after this manner with
himself, he continued to prosecute his
search. Very soon perfect shower
of turfs and peat, with avalanches oil
straw and hay, descended into the
lower apartment.
A careful investigation failed to
bring to light any OF the articles oil
contraband for which he sought.
at the non-success which had attended
his labors, he descended and pre-.
pared to depart.
"Lassie," now said Jock Stockoe,
"bring me Brown Janet"
The girl disappeared, only to return
Immediately with large oaken sap.
ling-a young tree which had been
twisted up by the roots, and formed
a weapon lit for Samson.
"Now, you rascal" he Numbered to
the astonished disturber of his peace
and quiet, "if you will even turn an
honest mans house upside down, you
must leave it as you found it."
What do you mean by this out.
rage" stammered the exciseman, as
soon MS he could regain his breath.
~ mean that you will put back all
this mess into yon' loft, or Twill break
every bone in your accursed body,
you scoundrelly land-rat.
The cxciseman wanted not courage.
He drew q pistol, but sudden blow
with the cudeel knocked it up, and, as
it exploded, the bullet lodged harm
lessly in one of the rafters. The next
moment the cudgel was thrust full in
to his face, and Stockoe, with eyes
ablaze with terrible anger, glared down
upon him.
"Spare me, for the sake of my wife
and children" gasped the terrified
man, who expected nothing less than
instant death.
sect about your work." growled the
smuggler, exploiting the others move
ments with q kick, "Put all these
things back just as you found them.
Quick, now!"
With a heavy heart the supervisor
set about the task. 1t was q novelty
to him, and painful one. Like
many modern critics he had, hitherto
found the work of destruction more
congenial than that OF construction.
1t had been one thing for him to
tumble Jocks winter stores about the
ears of their owner-it was quiet
another thing to be compelled to re-
place them. Yet it must be done
there was no escape. The eyes OF the
smuggler were upon him. So he work
ed on, grooming YEARLY the while.
Whenever he hesitated q shake of the
club sufiiced to quicken his ungainly
movements. For four mortal hours
he toiled on, until every square of turf
and peat had been replaced and the
last bundle OF fodder had been put
back again.
AS the final signs glitter were clear
ed Jock said:
"Now, mon; be seated, wi ye."
| Exhausted with his endeavors, and
almost more dead than alive, the dis
graced supervisor complied.
"Run, girl, and fetch us the other
Brown Janet"
This time the little maid brought a
gray hen--i. e., huge bottle of brandy.
Filling two cups with the liquor, Jock
tossed one off, and then handed the
other to his visitor, who drank with
evident relish.
at is good" said Jock, Every good
OF the kind, and never paid duty,
either. Now, just listen to me--Ihave
a word to say-then go, and see that
you never come here again. You are
the first man who could say that he
ever searched my house. let you do
SO, and forgive you, because you
are nobody but a stranger in these
parts; but il you ever think OF playing
this game again, take my advice and
get measured for your coffin before
you leave home"
Nothing 10th, the revenue officer
quilted the dwelling OF his dangerous
entertainer, who was ever afterward
left to follow his free-trade pursuits