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Show THE WORLD AMERICAN FORK, UTAH, SATURDAY, JUNE VOL. IV. CAPTURE DON PEDI10. HEN went west In search of gold, we stopped at Golden Gulch and staked out our claim. In a month's time we got things all to running were and right, congratulating ourthat the selves west was not so "wild and woolly as It Is represented, when something happened that threw the camp Into great excitement. One night, Mr. Rogers, whose claim was next to ours, had a fine horse stolen from him. Confusion reigned! A thief in camp! Who could it be? Everybody was above suspicion, of course. g in the west Is punished by death, but no trace of the thief could be found. And so, a week passed. Then, one morning there arrived In camp a man dressed in a rich Mexican suit, with his sombrero pulled over his eyes and a gaudy silk handkerchief tied around his neck almost concealing bis face. We could only see that he had small eyes and a black mustache. He was of slight build and not tall. He put up at Jerry Grlfllns hop tel, which was also postoSce, and general store at the Gulch, and gave his name as Don Pedro Gomalez. The miners looked with suspicion on this man from the first, and when, two nights later, Jack Allen was robbed of a bag of dust, and Don Pedro turned up missing, they were quick to denounce him as the thief. Allen and Williams at once organised a posse of men to search the mountains for the Mexican. Father was one of the party. In vain I asked him to let me go. No, It was out of the Question I was too young, and as they might be gone all day I must stay at home and watch the claim. Mother had gone to Westend, the nearest town, with a neighbors wife, the day before, so I would be alone in the cabin. Jack Allen found what he said was a trail up the mountain, so the procession started after the thief. I was in a very bad humor when I thought what a bore it would be to stay on the claim all alone all day. I longed to have a chance to carry the new rifle that father had given me, with all a boy's eagerness to "shoot something. The day passed slowly and I was Clad when darkness came and the moon rose from behind a distant clump of bowlders. I went to the window and looked out. How still everything was! How bright the moonlight gleamed on the rocks! I began to wonder whether the men had captured Don Pedro, and how long they would be gone. Suddenly a happy thought struck me "I'll play cowboy all to myself! I muttered, and running up the ladder to the loft I opened my trunk and took from It the buckskin suit that I wore to the masquerade last winter, and put It on. In my belt I stuck two rusty revolvers that I found on the floor, and then descended to the room below. I we Horse-stealin- rum-sho- house-furnishi- ng "Throw up your hands, stranger Don't move, on your life! "Ehr said my Don Pedro. Why , M Hold em up! I repeated savagely and my visitor obeyed me. Now, walk In! I said, still keeplni ilm covered. And sit down, on thai stool! With pleasure, said my captive but, my dear young man, are you no My name li making a mistake? CLOTHES OF THUGS. Q JEER FAD LONDON . OF A WEALTHY CLUBMAN. and Not Krrrulrlr Os is Each Murdars anniversary Ha Don. Clothes and Visits the of e V Tragedy. ONDON . possesses a Jack the Rip- per of whom it is proud. This man la Mr. Howard Denver of We y m o u t h street, member of the prominent London clubs and of an excellent family. He is wealthy, belongs to the leisure Classes and Is unmarried. To Ms friends be Is known as Jack the Ripper, Jr., says the Philadelphia In- quirer. This man earned his title by pur- chasing from every source where they could by any amount of effort be obtained the sulta of criminals the trousers, the coat, the shoes, the hat which the murderer wore when he committed the deed. These suits are in de mand by the collectors of odd things, fte Mr' Denver has had to pay a uit but in the end be eavlly com not should Suppose the boys, outdistanced his competitors, back that night, what should I doI,has one or in two famous nstancea. pt , then I heard the clatter of horses' hoofs on the. hard rocky road. Neareil A u 1 worn bjr the orlg ua' and nearer came the sounds, and then De Ripper when he murdered a girl the whole party swept down the moun- in Whitechapel without disfiguring her tain and drew rein in front of the features was hidden over his head by another enthusiastic London collector. cabin. "Father! Jack! Dick! I shouted, This greatly worried Mr. Denver, but 'Tve caught him! He's In here at the be rallied and outbid hla rival when the next chance occurred. mercy of my rifle! Sales of murderers' clothing are not Who? came the answer from withadvertised, so one wonders how a colout can obtain them. To get poslector Pedro the Don Gomalez, "Why. horse-thieI said, as my father and session he must work harder than most and collectors, for hla prize Is not offered Jack Allen entered the cabin; for sale In any public way. He must there he is! I lowered my rifle and looked at my watch for It, see it. grab It and posaudience with a beaming face. Father session becomes ten points of law, Once when the case was on trial of and Jack looked at each other, then at me in my warlike costume, then at' my a German butcher who murdered his prisoner and then they burst out wife Mr. Denver haunted the courtroom night and day. When the clothlaughing! cried be ing waa produced in evidence it was Jack, pinched! Well, Ill Look at horribly stained. between laughs and roars. The evidence was so convincing that the toga the kld'a got on! Is this all knew the verdict would be guilty. Kid! I yelled Indignantly. my reward for the terrible ordeal I Mr. Denver realised that as soon as the prisoner was found guilty he would have Just gone through? I ran from the cabin in a towering be removed and the clothing thrown as having done its work. To be rage to the rest of '.he party outside, away, on band, therefore, at the right moand saw a man bound on a horse and was an absolute necessity, ment Dick Mr. and Rogers. guarded by Sure enough the verdict went for the Get on to do kid in war clothes! crown and the prison warden ordered ' cried Dick. the old clothes thrown away. They I gasped, pointing to the were Dick! consigned to an ash heap for man on the horse. Is that Don Pedro transportation to the city dumping Gomalez? place. This was a rare chance for the Thata what he calls himself said collector of criminal wardrobes. StealDick, although his real name la plain ing into the area where the ash-caand general were kept, he deftly fished out the Jim Haddon, horse-th'lrobber. We caught him half way across clothing, getting the suit entire, even the mountain on Mr. Rogers horse. to the undershirt and all for nothing. We found Jacks gold dust on him, That la the only ault In his collection and he confessed both crimes. that did not cost him a penny. The "Dick, I cried, if that Is Don Pedro keepers of the prison were not clever who Is the man I've been holding st enough to realize their chance to make an honest bit of fortune. the end of my rifle all evening? A fad la of but little use if you canand "First I heard of it, said Dick, not put It to some- practical teat ocI dragged him Into the cabin. Mr. Denver enjoya his to casionally. 'By this time my Don Pedro had ex- the utmost, for It Is a source of g plained that his name was Donald amusement to him In a certain to the Smith and that he was sent way. Being a gentleman of leisure, Gulch by a large San Francisco mining time hangs heavily on his hands, or company to Inspect and, perhaps, to would hang heavily were it not for this buy some claims. He had arrived that fad and hla delightful way of putting evening, and finding the place deserted it to good account be had ventured Into the first cabin In a ledger which he keeps in hie found open, to be pounced upon by me. bachelor apartments there Is a page You may Imagine my feelings! Sup- giving the date of the murders that pose Mr. Smith should repeat some of were committed. Opposite the date Is my big western talk the boys would a description of the suit of clothes the never quit guying me. murderer wore. Below follow san acRut he did not give me away, for count of the murder and the steps the which I thank him with all my heart guilty man took that day. He only gave me a wink and asked As the anniversaries come around me if, being a backwoodsman, I had Mr. Denver dresses himself In the suit ever heard of Davy Crockett'a advice? indicated in the book and marches out He said it was Be sure yon're right-t- hen to repeat the murder. He first goes go ahead! and I think It's good to the clubs, for he belongs to every club of prominence In London, and advice, dont you? Several miners sold out their claims greets his friends. They look him over and applaud or to the company that Mr. Smith repreturn away In horror, according as the the same, did sented, and father finally for which I was glad, for I have never fad strikes them. A bottle of wine felt comfortable after the night I cap- follows. Then, stimulated by his refreshment, the Ripper, Jr., goes out tured Don Pedro. to Whitechapel, or any other apot where the murder was committed, ant At tho Towa Connell. New Resident Whos that, making walks over the haunted path. Uls He mostly In the poorer parts of a motion to repeal the ordinance re- - , but sometimes they take him London, Member Old bicycle lamps? qulring ' Thats Berlam, the coroner. New Resl- - down Piccadilly or along the Strand, unabashed, however, no matter dent And whos that howling so for a Kulse and plods merrily along, Member-O- n, wht Old water supply? pure followed often by. a crowd of curious thats Smith, the milkman. horse-stealin- g' Mr.rwSnn7nilQta,:f,ld Jr ex-Ju- f! ns ef I - never-endin- THROW UP TOUR HANDS! put on my fathers big felt Hat stuck the blggeBt carving knife In my belt with the pistols, grabbed my rifle and began to parade up and down the room. When I had kept this up for a little while, I happened to look at the door and there I beheld a man who was watching me with a smile on his face. I gave a start, in which Joy and terror were equally combined, for the man was of slight build and had black eyes and a black mustache! I was sure that It was Don Pedro, although he wore the ordinary citizen's dress. I determined then and there to capture him. Levelling my rifle at the man's head, I cried: if tbs clothing Is very disif only slightly bloodreputable. stained and not torn It passea in rht crowd unnoticed. No one meeting this quiet, though badly dressed man would realize that he wai faddist of the most pronounced type. Mr. Denver's companion upon all hit rambles is a collie of Intelligent countenance. This dog is at once a companion and a protector. Often In the midnight excursions of his master for the hour of the murder is closely observed the collie has bad all he could do to protect his master. Through the lower parts of London ho has gone with him at hours when no man can afford to be abroad, and In quarters where each new face' it iewed with suspicion. Mr. Denver Is no longer a young man. He has reached an age when a fad becomes a grand passion; and the desire for collecting- the paraphernalia la strong upon him. He owns ninety suits, and ninety times a year goes out dressed In his old rags. More murders were committed In winter than In summer three to one and on a certain day every February this murderer is obliged to make six changes within twenty-fou- r hours in order ta celebrate, all the DOES NOT PROVE RACE. It la a Distinction of Secondary Eth-- a illogical Imports no. Language, like religion, is a distinct- well-conduct- ed . Ah! I cried triumphantly, "fox admit It, although you are very coo about It and I admire you for It. Wi western men like true grit! I am almost sure my captive chuckled at this. Out wait, I went on, delljghted:a the sensation I would make when thi men returned ; "wait till the others gw here! Don Pedro, do you see that tr out there? Watch it; for there yott'l swing! My prisoner paled.. Lobk here, young fellow!, he said, still keeping his arms elevated, yon present a decldely warlike appearand In that rig, and your actions are decidedly unpleasant. Dont you thlnl you had better" let the Joke drop?" ' I was almost iettlng-thrifle drop for it was very heavy, but I answered that Golden Gulch miners did not cona joke, and gentlj sider reminded him that the rifle was loaded NO. 0. 1M)7. hoodlums, Mlddls-sge- d Don" 2(5, ked st ion of quite secondary ethnological importance, says the MonlsL After an Individual has remained a long time In country he usually learns the Inn-guage and Its customs. And yet tha Italian colony In France Is made up chiefly of immigrants more or less transient who scarcely ever learn to speak tbe language of tbe country they inhabit. But the Italian laborers are contented with very low wages. They therefore compete with French laborers and thus tend to lower their wages. But In Austria, where there are, according to the last census, about 46,000 I tab? Ians, almost all laborers, the wages cf the Austrian laborers are no hlghen than those of the Italian; hence between tbe two there arise no serious competition. There is, however, tha same difference of language. In France the union of native laborers against tha Italian Is not on account of any antagonism of race, but solely an economlo phenomenon. The same thing does not ' happen In Austria because there Is no antagonism. In France the Italian language has become ulmost a mark of distinction of THIS MAN EATS IN LATIN. the laborers accepting a low wage. In India, says Ibbetson, similarity of XV u tern Lawyer Is JteajioniilliTe for ths bod is employed as an exterior sign of Incipient lareela of a Walter, Now, what' community of blood. A western lawyer went Into the would be said of an ethnographic clasPlanters cafe a few days ago, says the sification of Indian races based upon SL Louis Republic. He had not al- eating?, Language Is no better, for it ways lived In the far west, and in his is only an external characteristic of no east was veil Intellectual, or physiological importcollege days in the with tbe French ance. If It were taken as the principal enough acquainted bills of fare of swell New York restaur- distinction of the various races it ants. But out In his new home he lia'l would have to be admitted that the peoforgotten about soup au pot gras and ple who speak the modern Romance pomme de terre a la duchesse. The fact languages are not. Latin but that that he could not read some of the del would be absurd. Frederick Muller, Icaciea on the menu exasperated him taking language as the distinguishing and he proceeded to have fun with the feature of human races. Is not able waiter. his ethnography to avoid a clasilflcaAfi Nothing here that Id care for, sail tlon entirely empirical. , He forgetW-.- ,' he to the attendant. that an Inferior people may learn a 'We can serve you anything for din language from one race to another. ner, air, said tbe waiter, confident that There la no proof.Ljgay Huxley, tor he could please Ms customer before bo asserting the Incabffmr Of" a1 mxr substitute another language for its own. ' got through with him. Have you any sine qua non? Physical, moral and mental peculiariThe waiter stared. ties are transmitted with blood and not with language. In the United States air, he answered. What about bon mots? Have yon the negroes have spoken English for any? generations. "No. air. "Then let me have some nice The New Uarhelor. Thats good all this time of Slowly he disrobed, placed hla the year. bloomers on a convenient chair, did up "We haven't got any. his whiskers and prepared to retire for Bring me some tempos fuglt, then! the night The final duties accomThats out, too, sir. plished, he bent fearfuly down and You must have E plurlbus uuum! peered under the bed. Then, with a This time the waiter looked bright, sigh of relief, he arose from his un'Tve heard them apeak about It In the comfortable posture. "Thank heaven, there la no woman kitchen. I'll go and see! He came bark empty handed and de- there! he murmured, as he sat on the We haven't got It, be btam edge of the bed and daintily scratched jected. tbe back of his neck. mered. Supposing there had been? he Strange that I cant get any of these Would I have once continued, suddenly. seasonable things. Try more, and find out if they haven't pro bono screamed? Would I? For a moment he paused. publico. Not on your natural. I wouldn't"! I'll call Mr. Weaver,. said tbe waitI would havf he then exclaimed. Perer, almost crazy by this time. to the chlf-- j her and tied lassoed her haps he can tell what you want.' The guest from tbe west caught him fonler! But she will never come Never! Never! by the coat tails. And throwing himself, with a moaiX In the All right, said he, "and meantime bring me some roast beef on the bed, the new bachelor fell intf a fitful, sobbing slumber. New Yoifk and fried potatoes. World. waiter the We have it." well-meani- ? tn ng claw-hammer- ed ttr;V Ko-o-- o, ignis-fatuu- s.' yelled his delight at hearing of something that wall obtainable, and he flew off to tbe kitrhen and rame back with the beef and the potatoes and Landlord Weaver In the wake. The attorney and the hotel man had a good laugh at the expense of the tin fortunate waiter, who confided to the chef In the kitrhen that he struck man who must have been eating Ilelmonico's all his life. Wliv II Kiillril. At one period," writes Gen. Adye la his Recollectiona of a Military Life, "there was a considerable dearth of reduo to cruits for tbe artillery-par- tly regulations us to the height and dl menslons of the men enlisted. Meet- Oar School Hooks. The great fuss made by the G. jjA. R. over school histories will accomplish much good If sectional bitterness! Is avoided. As the matter stands onv. the publishers are entirely to blatfne. There are firms in the school-boo- k business who employ a maiM In each state to write the history of Jthat state, and he le expected to ghyrlfy things within Its borders. He le 'generally a partisan. Whatever of he may have against national Institutions Is eliminated, but a deal of unhlstorlc expartelsm lej med through the completed worli dfub-llshi- A Champion ng (iaiua Slayer. Earl de Grey holds tbe champijjunBhlfr among tbe worlds hunters tJfr the quantity of game killed by onto man. lie Is now 35 years old and durjjlng the past twenty years he hae aurnraged ing an old reemitlng sergeant one day I Inquired if he had been successful, but he was by no means sanguine; and, on my pressing him for the reason of 1 his comparative failure, he repll j J. 25,000 bead of game each year. On one slants In he at occasion shot tbe but fifty pher sir, Almighty Beg your pardon, doesnt make the men the shape you three minutes and killed all biJt one of them. He has killed eleven j tigers, a order em number of elephants and rhlq. oceroses. IrrcrnnrlUhla Dlffermce. bears and Ilona New York HVorld. Alice Why did she refuse him because they were of different faiths? A GMtlon of Color! Clara Yes. Alice And he refueed to She What Is the fashionable color Clara Oh, no; change hla religion? for young ladles? He 1 pnfcfer whtta his wheel. Judge. ones. . . |