ade the red-faced man
undergo a species of spasmodic convulsions which set the occupants of the
car into roars of laughter.

"No, I thank you," said my friend, "I feel obliged to you for the
courtesy, but I prefer the smoking car. Have you another cigar?"

"Yes," said I, producing another Partaga.

I again sat by his side, and once more our conversation began, and we
were quite fraternal. We talked about theatres and theatricals, and then
adverted to political economy, the state of the country, finance and
commerce in turn, our intimacy evidently affording intense amusement to
the foxy-faced party near us.

Finally the shrill sound of the whistle and the entrance of the conductor
indicated that we had arrived at Columbus, and the train soon arrived at
the station.

"Come," said the red-faced individual, now rising from his seat and
tapping my companion on the shoulder, "This is your station, old man."

My friend rose with some difficulty, dragging his hitherto concealed feet
from under the seat, when, for the first time, I discovered that he was
shackled, and was a prisoner in charge of the Sheriff, going for seven
years to the state prison at Columbus.

NOVEL ATTACK.

Auxerre, November 15th, 1851.--Last week, at the moment when a railway
tender was passing along the line from Saint Florentin to Tonnerre, a
wolf boldly leaped upon it and attacked the stoker. The man immediately
seized his shovel and repulsed the aggressor, who fell upon the rail and
was instantly crushed to pieces.

--_National_.

WOLVES ON A RAILWAY.

In 1867, "A cattle train on the Luxemburg Railway was stopped," says the
_Nord_, "two nights back, between Libramont and Poix by the snow. The
brakesman was sent forward for aid to clear the line, and while the
guard, fireman, engine-driver, and a customs officer were engaged in
getting the snow from under the engine they were alarmed by wolves, of
which there were five, and which were attracted, no doubt, by the scent
of the oxen and sheep cooped up in railed-in carriages. The men had no
weapons save the fire utensils belonging to the engine. The wolves
remained in a semicircle a few yards distant, looking keenly on. The
engine-driver let off the steam and blew the whistle, and lanterns were
waved to and fro, but the savage brutes did not move. The men then made
their way, followed by the wolves, to the guar