The beautiful contrabandista lately arrested with five confederates near Deming, New Mexico.
How Marie Played a Romantic Trick on Her Lover and Brought Him to Time
A Vegetarian's Fancy.
How a Reading, PA., merchant, broke open his wife’s charmer and discovered a supposed lover to be a harmless female cousin.
Perilous Situation of a Skating Party on the Ohio River Near Zanesville, Ohio.
Patients serenading the village doctor.
So this is your birthday again. Well, bless my soul! Columbia, you will be as tall as your father soon.
"Who wants to pway me a couple of wattling stwong games?"
Boston detectives arrest two stylishly-dressed women while in the act of the shoplifting game.
Jolly sport among the giddy Vassar girls, fun in the forecastle, and a lonely New Year’s Eve on the desolate prarie.
Fifteen charming chippies make Rome howl while voyaging to New Orleans, Louisiana.
New York City, -- The Steamboat Riverdale blown up, August 28th – Rescuing the passengers.
A wooden Dutchman, rather than no man at all, was what a sensible spinster argued when some practical jokers under took to scare her in Oakland, Cal.
William Leland, of Buffalo, N. Y., takes a pleasurable dive over the Horseshoe Falls and still lives to be written up.
Miss Sallie Utterback, of Shoals, Near Vincennes, Indiana, knocks out a man with a waggin’ tongue.
The only absolutely pure and full weight desiccated cocoanut manufactured in this country.
Satan's sure-ruin traps - half-dime novels, five and ten cent story papers, and low-priced pamphlets for boys and girls.
Some of Uncle Sam’s land and water police have a genial shindy among themselves at the Navy Yard, Brooklyn, N. Y.
A desperate week-long challenge battle between Georgia and Arkansas cocks won by F. E. Grist's champion, Richard K Fox.
Westchester County is all agog over the case of the Rev. Mr. White, accused of violently assaulting the sister-in-law of a brother clergyman. We illustrate the scene.
A gang of female rogues, of the East Side, New York, work a little racket of their own.
The Story-teller in the Wheel-house of the "Belle Memphis"
How a too presumptuous shoe dealer’s attention to a female customer was resented by her male escort.
Yachting.
While New York is by no means the hottest city in the country, there have been a few days during the present season when the temperature reached a height altogether incompatible with human comfort.
Bayonets and Knives—A Sister’s Influence and Prevention of Murder.
Downed by Kindness After defying a host of armed keepers, James Driscoll, in the Trenton, N. J. State prison succumbs to a gentle word.
Alleged cancan dance indulged in by young male and female swells at Jamestown, New York.
A Fire in the Chicago Opera House creates a stampede among pretty actresses who rush to the street dishabille.
North Carolina - An Illicit Whiskey Still in the Mountains Surprised by Revenue Officers.

A “friendly” poker scheme exposed at Bogota, N. J., by one of the players squealing.
Some months ago there moved into a neat cottage at Bogota, N. J., on the east side of the Hackensack River, opposite Hackensack, N. J., a family who introduced themselves as the Larkins.
When Mrs. Larkins and her daughters, Julie, Clytie and Bell, first settled in Bogota the were regular in their attendance upon worship in the "old church on the green,” where their presence was at once remarked, and they were classed as inhabitants of ultra sweldom by the staid Dutch worshippers, who cling to the belief of their forefathers that gaudy colors and silks and satins are an abomination. But it has just leaked out that Mrs. Larkins has been running a little game of draw in her quiet little cottage.
It now appears that “Mrs. Larkins: and her “family” were reaping a rich reward from the visitors among whom were at least three well-known local poker experts, who are known to have been regular in their visits Saturday nights. The handsome “father” of the house is said to have been a professional gambler, who plucked the larger game, while the callow youth were left to the fair but expert misses.
Under such circumstances it would be impossible to say how long the pleasures of the place might have been enjoyed had it not been for the rashness of one young man, who, while presumably headed with wine, imagined that the fair Clytie held one card too many at a moment when the inducement was a jackpot of generous amount. Clytie smilingly protested her innocence, but the youth lost his temper, and so far forgot himself as to impeach her veracity in a word of four letter preceded by a powerful adjective. When a constable wen with a warrant to pull the house he found in large black letters “To Let” on the door.
Reprinted from National Police Gazette, January 4, 1890.


