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L a J g 'o 3 e\ ~d x [o-- § ~~ % 4 a R < ~ s S EF bee Ann d @ or A A; is # a ~ x: ya e : xv, f © maf o bi . wp mad $505\ _| tn | 'was to make a sudden dash down some * looked keenly about me as we passed _ along. _ _-Such was my profession before the @ . war, and I was called a fast type- | . it was natural enough thit I should ith ont be hog - Mpa toala $ - there was some little confusion 'which the steps, two at a time, reached a hall, M I 336m: fimfié us Af agian 0 C 0C \ damit __ / ~ : «>. iv\ . l‘ . « L 200 >| ee - t rp © . f r- » + . . “1“, - Vou: L -~ CUBA, N: Y., - ADVENTURES OF 4 0 ~ PRINTER o . Br M. QuUap. '' F [Continued] { I knew that the only way to get free street or up some stairs. I therefore I huve told you that I was a printer. sticker wherever I worked. Therefore, as we passed along, ad I saw the . sign of the Daily Register over a hall door, spring off the walk and dish up the stairs, as I was determined to dash somewhere. ' . The rear guard shouted \Stop him!\. as they saw me leave the walk, but gave me an advantage. I bounded up turned to the right, and was in the composing room. It was empty of. life, the men being at supper. Just as the guards struck the lower step, I jerked off my coat, thrust it into' big coal stove, off with vest and hat, leap- ed on a stool in front of a well filled: ''case,\ and when' the soldiers burst in the-door I was putting up the type for dear life. _- . > 'Where is he? where did he go?\ shouted three of the men at once rush- ing around the room in their anxiety.. *Where did who go? What do you mean?\ I replied, turning around on Fly stool as I spaced out the second ine. : ''Why, one of our reb prisoners is up G U 'went out, just as fout *; (No. 2 AUGUST, 1877. . - > z- - \& : - 4 - here somewhere-he made 3 dash from the walk, and must pave come in here. Can't be possible,\ I returned. com. mexgcing on. another line. \I have been here for the last half hour, and have\ « ~. .seert-no one. . I heard a . great racke§ on the stairs a few minutes ago,; an perhaps that was he.\ e Not questioning'my word at all the soldiers rushed out, and - began a search . ___ of the building, corftinuing it for half: -.! an hour before retutning. Theythen came back and reported that the 'man must have slipped lout in some way. | \'But he can't 'egtape!\ exclaimed one of the men, pullMng:a paper from his pocket. | '\Her@s his description. ° é auburn hair, blue _ 'Five feet ten inche$ eyes, mole on right} right hand and one front tooth gqne.'\ It was the. greatest cffort of my life,. to reach out my,hand with the . \sear\ on it after a figure \8 thrusting it right under the man's nosg, but I did so. His eyes were within two feet of the \auburn hair, blue.eyes and mole,'* but they were blind ds those of an owl in a July day. TI'protnised to make a- local of the circumstance, and. to give the bolter's description ; and the three ‘ or five of the men returned from supper. tole \Hello! tramp, where 'are you ° from? exclaimed one of the composi-- tors, looking me over. _ : ._ '\'Dropped down from Toledo,\ I re- plied. \I didn't find any one in the ° office, and E thought I'd have a turn at 'this manuscript, just to see if I . had forgotten how to ccipher spider tracks.: I'll be Shot if 'he.hasn't been setting _ up the old man's marntiscript, and -he ° has got it right too': replied the man, ' glancing at the lines in my stick. - ° The writing. was .the worst. I had ever seen, but I had a peculiar forte of. reading what nobody tise could read.\ What had bothered the men was as . F. [* . - h - € iP t F 4 cheek. Scar on |. -