Rebuking Curiosity

I he otlier uay a mysterious looUing str.inger appeared In Petaluina and roniained live vvliole days without the inhabltanis flütttng ut bla name, tyhere lio carne trom, or his business. Even the bar-room loafers were bailled in their attempts to extract some definite Information, and the entire town laid awake o'niirhts worrylng over the matter. At last the general agitatlon frrew to such a pltch that the sheriff' volunteered to Interview the stranirer in bchalf of the public weal. Approachins the tacituro visitor as he sat in the oflice of the hotel, the functionary lemarked: 'Fine day, sir." "Is, eh?1' said the stranirer, dubiously. "Going to stay Inng in these partsy" "Just tour days, two hours and thirtyone minutes lonjrer," replied the other, Consulting his watch and a time-tahle. "Then! - may I erahem! inay I ask what your business is!" persisted the sheiifT, as the crowd trathered up closer. "U'cll, I don't wish it generally known," replied the stranger, oonfldentially, "but I'm a Rnssian Nihilist." "You don't mi-an it?"gasped the official. "Fact," replied the man, mournf'ullv. "But-er-what brings you hcre?1' asked the hefiff. "VVell, you sec, I as captured in Sr. Petersburg laat tnonth, anl - you know howscveiethatgovermnent sou Xihiüsts don't vou?" "Oh!- yes - of course; ro on !'' "Well they sentenceil me to twenty years i: Sitiería, or a week in Petnloma. and I was tooi enougU to choose l'ctalunia." And with a hcavv siirli thn condpninpd