Two Prisoners Handcuffed Together Jump from a Hotel Window in their Night Clothes and Escape.
Characters Found on a Passenger Train.
The Pretty Female Prisoner, Simulates a Fit and Attempts Suicide in the Central Police Station.
Disguised as the Devil.
A gambling saloon on one of the main streets of Leadville.
Getting into the Cars at 4th Avenue and 27th Street, New York.
The Sensation They Made in Leadville Streets.
In a Cheyenne gambling Saloon.
Astounding Revelations of a Low Cunning and Vile Curiosity in One of the Proprietors of the Grand Opera House.
Interior of a Pulman Parlor Car on the Pennsylvania Railroad.
A Remarkable Casualty which Overtook a Hoosier While Asleep in His Bed.
On the St. Lawrence River.
Uncle Sam: Come, ye gas-bags, both blue and gray, - Start yourselves on you homeward way.
Two female athletes at Virginia city Nevada, indulge in a wrestling match for the championship.
The Smoking Saloon.
They call it the "retreat" because of its charming privacy and apparent obscurity.
Raid on the Broadway concert saloons, New York.
Bound to be in style - The expedient of a carriage painter's daughter at Vallejo, Cal., to obtain striped stockings.
Two female athletes at Virginia City, Nevada, indulge in a wrestling match for the championship.
A Man in a Black Mask, Disguised as the Devil.
Young gentlemen of Boston submitting their arms to a charming female vaccinator.
A man's head blown to atoms by the explosion of a beer barrel on Long Island.
Desperate Duel between Ladies of Rank, at Santa Cruz.
Commencement of the Heated Term—Swells and Belles at the Mountains and on the Sea Shore.
The Demon Work of the Chinese Poppy Poison.
Idiotic freak of some young men at Los Angeles.
Vacationers leaving Lake George, New York, 1879.
A Cincinnati woman gets up a lively street sensation by vigorously thrashing a man on the sidewalk, and explains to the crowd that he was her runaway husband, whom she had industriously sought for that sole purpose.
Many a one, who otherwise would not contribute a dime, will take a chance in a lottery.
Pawn tickets make bad collateral.
Of The Palace Steamer Drew.
Anthony Comstock was on a personal mission to protect America from vice.
The Eye that Never Sleeps.
The athletic diversions of an association of dashing damsels in their club rooms in Chicago.
Cardiff, New York, October 16, 1869.
The Audacity of a Professional Thief.

At Eureka, Nevada, about three weeks ago, the monotony of life in one of the faro-banks of the town was relieved about midnight by the advent of a woman, closely veiled, accompanied by an escort. Her presence of course excited considerable curiosity, and the game—faro—was temporarily interrupted, the players and dealers taking more than ordinary interest in the newcomer. They recovered their composure, however, on failing to penetrate her veil, and continued their game, keeping a good watch, though, lest she might draw some instrument from under the ample folds of her dress and castigate or scatter the crowd from their wrestle with the tiger.
A number thought she was an outraged wife in search of her husband, whose absence she had mourned and whom she wanted to catch at the green table. All conjectures were, however, soon dispelled. The case-keeper had risen from his seat and turned in his checks, when the fair incognito deliberately planted herself in his chair, opened the case-keeper, piled up several twenty-dollar rolls of silver alongside of it, and appeared ready for business. All eyes were turned upon her, and Purdy's nimble fingers trembled perceptibly. A slight paleness was noticeable in the dealer's face, but like the hoy who stood upon the burning deck, he was bound to stand it, win or lose. Luck favored the fair stranger, and from white cheeks she turned to red, and the red resolved themselves into blue ($25 each). She kept the cases carefully and played with all the pluck of an old hand at the business. She won and lost, but kept gathering in the blue checks. Finally, when she was a couple of hundred ahead, she handed them to the dealer and received her eagles in exchange, and, with her escort, left the room and disappeared from view. The eyes of the boys stuck out like bung-holes on a molasses barrel, aid they looked at each other in perfect bewilderment. They were mystified by the fair stranger beyond conception, and it was some time before the game was resumed. Who she was no one knew, but they would give something to find out.
Illustrated Police News, December 15,1887.


