CHAPTER XVIII.

FRAUDS CARRIED ON THROUGH THE MAILS.

Sad Perversion of Talent--Increase of Roguery--Professional Men

suffer--Young America _at_ the "Bar"--Papers from Liverpool--The

Trick successful--A legal Document--Owning up--A careless

Magistrate--Letters from the Un-duped.

Victimizing the Clergy--A lithograph Letter--Metropolitan

Sermons--An up-town Church--A Book of Travels--Natural

Reflections--Wholesome Advice.

The Seed Mania--_Strong_ Inducements--Barnes' Notes--"First rate

Notice"--Farmer Johnson--Wethersfield outdone--Joab missing.

"Gift Enterprise"--List of Prizes--The Trap well baited--Evading

the Police--The _Scrub_ Race.

An incalculable amount of talent is perverted to dishonest purposes,

thereby becoming a gift worse than useless to its possessors, and a

fruitful source of evil to the community. Such misemployed ability is

like the "staff of life," turned by a magic worse than Egyptian, into

the serpent of death. And the brilliancy which surrounds the

successful development of some deep-laid plan of knavery--the

admiration which it involuntarily excites, in the mind even of those

who abhor the deed, and condemn the cunning designer, render such

misdirected powers doubly dangerous, by exciting in the weak-minded

and evil-disposed a desire to emulate such wonderful achievements, and

to become notorious, if they cannot make themselves famous.

It cannot be denied that a considerable degree of talent is requisite

to insure success, even in a course of knavery; and by success I mean

nothing more than that longer or shorter career, which ends, if not

always in detection, certainly in disappointment and misery. Success,

then, in this connection, signifies putting off the evil day--a day

which is as sure to come as any other day. Time is an enemy which no

rogue can ever outrun.

Even such pitiful success as this is not within the grasp of small

abilities. The possessors of such moderate endowments will find it

emphatically true, that Honesty is the best policy for them, however

brilliant and seductive a dishonest course may be.

When Shakspeare wrote, "Put money in thy purse," he probably did not

intend to exhort any one to pocket another's money, but to confine

himself to that which he actually possessed. But, judging by the

number and variety of the ingenious frauds which are practised upon

the community, the saying in question seems to have been adopted in

its most unscrupulous sense as a principle, by sundry personages, more

remarkable for smartness than for honesty. Not a few of these

characters have selected the mails as the means of facilitating their

designs upon the pockets of the public at large.

"But this sort of thing is becoming too prevalent," as a worthy

magistrate was in the habit of remarking, when about to sentence some

pick-pocket or disturber of the peace; and if the devices of the class

of villains referred to continue to increase as they have done for

years past, semi-annual sessions of the legislative branch of

Government will scarcely suffice for the enactment of penalties to

meet the increasing exigencies of the case.

There is no end to the gross swindles of this description now

perpetrated or attempted, and requiring the utmost care and

watchfulness on the part of the public to avoid being deceived by

them. No class nor condition in society is exempt from these wiles;

the most intelligent and shrewd being victimized quite as often as the

credulous and inexperienced.

Lawyers, clergymen, editors, farmers, and even post masters, have all

in turn been swindled by means of facilities afforded by the

post-office system, the frauds ranging in magnitude and importance,

from imaginary papers of onion seed, to "calls" for ministerial aid in

the momentous work of converting "a world lying in wickedness!"

It is with a view to put those who may peruse these pages on their

guard, that a few rare specimens of the tricks of these "Jeremy

Diddlers" are here exposed, most of which have come to light within a

few months of this present writing.

The first that we will describe, was perpetrated quite successfully

upon the legal fraternity, and some of the most distinguished members

of that highly useful profession in the different States, will no

doubt readily recognise the truthfulness of the picture, as it is held

up to their gaze. This "dodge" may properly be entitled

YOUNG AMERICA PRACTISING _AT_ THE BAR.

In January of the present year, the post master of Brooklyn, N. Y.,

called my attention to the fact that large numbers of letters were

arriving at that office to the address of "William H. Jolliet," and

that from some information he had received, he was led to believe that

the correspondence was in some way connected with a systematic scheme

of fraud.

Arrangements were accordingly made to watch the person who was in the

habit of inquiring for the "Jolliet" letters, and the next time he

called, which was in the evening, he was followed as far as the Fulton

ferry, detained just as he was about to enter the ferry-boat, and

questioned in reference to the letters.

The person thus interrogated was an exceedingly intelligent boy, about

fifteen years of age, plainly but neatly dressed, and of prepossessing

manners, particularly for one so young. When asked what he intended to

do with the letters he had just taken from the post-office, he

manifested great self-possession, and apparently anticipating trouble,

without allowing an opportunity for a second question, he hurriedly

asked,

"Why, what about this business? I have been thinking there might be

something wrong about Jolliet's letters. I am a student in a

respectable law-office in New York, and would not like to be involved

in any trouble of this sort. I can tell you, sir, all I know about

these letters."

As his explanation will hereafter appear in full, suffice it here to

say, that he threw the entire responsibility upon a stranger whom he

accidentally met in the Harlem cars. The story was told with much

apparent frankness, and a gentleman passing along who knew the lad,

and confirmed his statement as to his connection with a prominent

law-office in New York, he was allowed to go at large, under a promise

that at an appointed hour on the following day, he would call on the

Brooklyn post master, explain the matter more fully, and put him in

possession of facts which would enable the officers to arrest Jolliet,

if that was thought best.

The appointed time arrived, but the young man did not. A rather

voluminous package of papers, however, was sent as a substitute. These

papers are so well worded, and so formally drawn up, that I will here

introduce two of them _verbatim._ The reader will bear in mind that

they are the production of a boy only fifteen years of age:--

New York, January 26, 1855, 12, M.

Post Master, Brooklyn, L. I.

Dear Sir:

Being detained by important court business from attending to my

promise given to you yesterday to be at your office, I am obliged

to write to you. I enclose a statement of facts which I think

sufficient to get a warrant. It is sworn to by me before a

Commissioner of Deeds of New York, authorized to take

acknowledgments for the State.

I saw Mr. Jolliet yesterday evening. He does not suspect anything.

I told him that the mails had not arrived when I was over to

Brooklyn, yesterday; and, in course of the conversation, he told

me _he would take a sleigh ride to Snediker's on Saturday_.

Therefore, it is important you should _get a warrant, and take him

upon that day_. He also told me he would have a white sleigh, a

white robe, and a cream-colored pair of horses. You can easily

know him. I will be over, if no accident intervenes, to-morrow,

say about 11 or 12 o'clock. I tracked him to the Manhattan

bar-room in Broadway, but could not find out his residence, as he

stayed too late. I think he is connected with a gang of rascals

who have made this kind of rascality their special business.

I am acquainted with the District Attorney in this city, and have

thought of getting him to bring the case before the grand jury,

and get a bench warrant out in New York against Jolliet, in case

you should think it advisable.

Meanwhile, I will remain still about the matter until I hear from

you again.

Yours, very truly.

Annexed is the statement of facts alluded to above:--

_Statement of Facts_. A.

During the month of November or December, 1854, I became

acquainted with a man whom I knew by the name of William H.

Jolliet. He seemed to be about 25 or 30 years of age, and, by his

dialect, of English parentage; he was genteelly dressed, and

seemed to be a gentleman by his talk and manners. He came to know

me from often seeing me on the cars of the New York and Harlem

Rail Road, and often talking to me. I am in the habit of doing

copying, &c., for pay, and therefore was willing to do anything in

that way, under the usual circumstances--that is, for pay.

He asked me one day if I was a man of business. I told him I was.

He then asked me if I could make a copy of a note he had in his

pocket, and show it to him the next time I should meet him, and

not to say anything about it to anybody. I told him I would. He

gave it to me, and it was something as follows--that is,

substantially:--

Brooklyn, L. I., Jan. 6, 1855.

Sir:

I have received a package of papers for you from Liverpool,

England, with six shillings charges thereon--on receipt of which

amount the parcel will be sent to you by such conveyance as you

may direct.

Yours, respectfully,

WILLIAM H. JOLLIET.

I met him one or two days afterwards, and gave him his original,

and my copy. He said it was very well done, but looked too much

like a law-hand, and asked me if I couldn't write more of a

mercantile-looking hand. I told him I supposed I could. He then

gave me my copy, and told me to buy some paper, and make as many

copies as I could, and direct them one to each of the names he

gave me on a list, and mail them. I told him I would. This was on

a Saturday evening; and on Sunday afternoon I wrote about a

hundred copies of them, and directed them and sent them. I met him

on Monday, and he asked me if I had done it. I told him I had; he

then asked for the list of names he had given me, and I handed it

to him. He asked if I knew the names I had directed the letters

to. I told him I did not, although I did well, my suspicions about

him having been aroused by his request for secrecy.

On that Sunday on which I wrote the notes, I made up my mind to

play traitor to him, by sending the notes as directed, and keeping

all answers which he should get (he having told me to call for

them at the Brooklyn Post Office), and then delivering them, with

my evidence, to officer B----, in New York, whom I know well by

reputation as a good officer, and an American in fact and

principle. This was foiled by my disclosures to the Post Master of

Brooklyn, on Thursday.

At the time he asked me to make the copies of the note, he gave me

a five-dollar gold piece, to defray expenses. I have kept a copy

of the list he gave me, and also of another which he had given me,

and which I returned in the same way. I have mailed about 200

letters in all. At the time he ordered me to make the copies of

the letter and mail them, he requested me to make a letter and

direct it to him at Brooklyn, and mail along with the others. I

did so, but I asked him what this was for, and he said he wanted

to know how long it would take for a letter to go from New York to

Brooklyn. But I did not believe him, and this formed part of the

causes for my suspicions. I afterwards received the letter, I

think it was Tuesday, and gave it to him. At the time of my first

mailing the letters, I dropped, by carelessness, a list of the

names of persons to whom they were directed, along with them.

Could this list be got, it would tell us a great deal about the

transaction, and then we could have a complete list of all the

persons addressed. It was dropped in one of the three new boxes on

the south-west corner of the New York Post-Office.

I have seen him since he first spoke to me about this affair, five

or six times, (once on Friday, Saturday, Monday, and Tuesday, and

twice on Wednesday, I believe.) He lives in Harlem, I think. I

don't know anything further of interest, and close with the ardent

wish, that a King's county officer will get the credit of catching

one of the greatest scoundrels that ever lived, thereby ridding

the community of him.

G. H. B.

City of Brooklyn,

County of Kings, ss,

G. H. B----, of the city of New York, student at law above named,

being duly sworn, doth depose and say that he has read the

foregoing statement, and knows the contents thereof, and that the

same is true of his own knowledge.

G. H. B.

Sworn before me this

26th January, 1855.

B. T. B----,

Comr. of Deeds.

Being satisfied that a young lad of sufficient abilities to compose

these documents in such a style, could not have been made the innocent

dupe of any one, especially a stranger, I determined to lay the whole

matter before his employer, a prominent member of the New York bar. He

had heard nothing of it before, and was much pained to hear my

narration, for he was warmly attached to the young student, who, up to

that time had enjoyed his entire confidence, and for whose improvement

and legal education he had taken unusual pains.

A moment's reference to the Law Register, a work containing the names

and residences of all the members of the legal profession in every

State in the Union, and to be found in almost every law office, showed

the source whence he had obtained the list which had been "dropped by

carelessness" into the post-office, for pencil marks appeared against

the names of most of the _country_ lawyers, but including none of

those that had ever been correspondents of the firm with which he was

connected!

The opinion that there was no accomplice, nor even principal, in the

case, beyond the boy himself, was fully coincided in by his employer,

and it was at once decided to call the lad up for a private

examination.

I thought, as he entered the room, cap in hand, and with an air of

perfect _nonchalance_, that I had seldom seen a more expressive and

intelligent countenance. His high forehead, adorned with graceful

curls of brown hair, his full and laughing eye, and the regular

features of his face, seemed made for some better use than to delude

unwary victims.

"George," said his employer, "what do these Jolliet letters mean, that

you have been sending all over the country?"

_Boy._--"I will tell you all I know about it, sir. Some weeks since,

as I was coming in town one morning, in the Harlem cars, a man calling

himself Jolliet----"

_Agent._--"Stop, George, and hear me a moment before you go further.

We don't want to hear that story. We know there is no such person as

Jolliet, and if you go on with such a statement before Mr. F.," (his

employer,) "your pride will render it harder for you to make the

acknowledgments that I know you must come to. You have had no

accomplice, and if you will bring me the Law Register, I will show you

where you got the names of the lawyers to whom you sent the letters."

_Mr. F._--"Now, George, you see that Mr. H. knows all about it, and I

hope you will not attempt to deny the truth. I am deeply pained to

find that you have been guilty of such misdemeanors; and I trust, for

your own sake, that you will make a clean breast of it."

After a pause of a few moments, the young man acknowledged, that,

being "hard up," he had resorted to this plan to obtain funds, and

that he knew no such person as "William H. Jolliet."

_Agent._--"How then could you have sworn to the statement you sent to

the Brooklyn post master? You must have been aware that in so doing,

you were committing perjury."

_Boy._--"Ah! but I did not swear to it. My name is attached to the

affidavit, it is true, but having prepared it beforehand, I spoke to

the Commissioner just as he was leaving the officer, and he signed

it, but in his hurry he forgot to administer the oath."

_Agent._--"But that omission must have been merely accidental.

Supposing he had required the usual ceremony, what would you have

done?"

_Boy._--"I have so often seen him omit it, that I took that risk. If

he had insisted, I should have backed out."

Subsequent inquiry satisfied me that the Commissioner in question,

having often had occasion to sign affidavits for the young man, in the

course of the office business, was not always particular in

administering the oath, and that it was no doubt neglected in the

present instance.

The punishment inflicted in this case, was all that the most indignant

victim of the fraud would have demanded; and there is reason to

believe that a permanent reformation in the character of the young man

has been the result; and that the rare talents which he possesses,

will yet be found arrayed on the side of honesty and virtue.

Answers to the Jolliet letters continued to arrive from all parts of

the country, for some time after the discovery of the fraud, as here

related. The letters that had accumulated in the Brooklyn Post Office,

were sent to the Dead Letter Office, opened, and subsequently returned

to their respective owners, with their contents, accompanied by a

proper explanation.

In nearly every instance, the dodge had been successful. The six

shillings, or that amount in postage stamps, were duly enclosed; and,

in some instances a dollar, to make even change, with directions for

forwarding the mysterious package.

Such an unexpected notice had no doubt given rise in many cases to

sundry visions of heavy fees, which were to flow in upon the fortunate

correspondent of Jolliet, for conducting the business of some wealthy

capitalist of the old world, who, attracted by his professional fame,

was about to confide to him matters of great weight and

importance--perhaps some complicated law-suit, the successful issue of

which would bring him a wealth of reputation and money, compared with

which the outlay of six shillings was an item too contemptible to be

regarded.

Or some sanguine individual might scent out a legacy in the "package

from Liverpool."

People were dying every day in England, whose heirs lived in this

country. It was not very unusual for persons to inherit immense

fortunes from those whose names they had never heard. It might make

the difference of thousands of dollars to a man whether his name was

Brown or White, when some possessor of one or the other name came to

leave his property behind him. And it would be a pity to lose the

chance of securing a handsome property for one's self, or the

opportunity of acting as agent for somebody else, though the whole

affair might prove but a hoax, and the chance of thus finding a

fortune rather less than the prospect of drawing a prize in a "gift

lottery."

It was amusing to peruse the letters which the Agent received from

those who had been swindled, acknowledging the safe return of the

letter and money which they had sent to Jolliet. Most of them were

"well satisfied" when they sent the money, "that it was all a hoax,"

but then it was a small sum that he applied for, and they thought they

would send it to the fellow for the ingenuity he had displayed in

"raising the wind!" All, however, seemed very glad to get their money

again, even at the risk of allowing such talent to go unrewarded.

Some wary old heads, too acute to be caught by such chaff, took the

precaution to request Jolliet to call on their friends in New York,

leave the package, and get the six shillings. Another directed that it

should be left at the Express Office, the expenses paid there, and

when the parcel arrived, the entire charges would be promptly met.

Two or three, not content with informing Jolliet that he had not taken

them in, indulged in a somewhat sarcastic style of correspondence. The

following are two specimens of this kind of reply:--

P----, Feb. 2, 1855.

Mr. Wm. H. Jolliet,

Sir:

I am in receipt of a note from you, informing me that you have in

your possession a package for me from Liverpool, Eng., on which

there is a charge of 6s. sterling, and which you will send to me

on receipt of the above sum.

Sir, I cannot but think it a little strange that my large circle

of friends and correspondents in Liverpool (a circle which may be

represented thus, 0) should have thought it necessary for parcels

which they send me, to pass through your hands, unless you have

some connection with the friends aforesaid, unknown to me. Before

I send you the _sterling_ money, I should like answers of the like

quality, to some or all of the following interrogatories:--

1st. Who are you?

2d. Who knows you?

3d. Who do you know?

4th. Is "Wm, H. Jolliet" the name given you in baptism?

5th. Wouldn't you receive less than six shillings, if you could

get it?

6th. Do you think you have taken me in?

7th. After reading the above, please inform me whether you remain

_Jolly yet_.

Not your victim,

JNO. S----.

H----, Jan. 28, 1855.

Sir:

I know I am ambitious. I have my aspirations. My fame may be

extending. Perhaps it is, I had thought it was local; confined to

this county, certainly to the State. But it seems that I am known

abroad, and you wish me to pay the moderate sum of seventy-five

cents for verifying the fact. Sir, I am an Anglo-Saxon. I rejoice

in it. And I don't doubt that somewhere between Adam's time and

mine, some of my progenitors have inhabited England. But I believe

they have all died or moved away. So you see it isn't likely that

I have any relations in Liverpool, whence came the package you say

is in your hands.

In the next place, sir, living as I do in an inland town, I know

little of those "who go down to the sea in ships." (David, Psalms,

Cap. 107.) And all my particular friends are in this country,

according to the best of my knowledge and belief. But no others

than the individuals I have cited, would be likely to send me

packages from foreign lands. It therefore follows, sir, that the

aforesaid package is not _in rerum natura_. I shall be happy to

receive from you any facts which may vitiate this conclusion.

Pending this, I remain yours, &c.,

ED. B----.

Mr. Wm. H. Jolliet.

* * * * *

We have allowed the lawyers to lead off in the melancholy procession

of victims of rascality which we have undertaken to display to our

readers; and it is our design, in marshaling our regiment of "the

Great Deluded," to place the clergy second in order. Lawyers are (or

ought to be) hard-headed, with little faith in mankind at large; while

it is the general characteristic of clergymen to be soft-hearted, and

to trust, sometimes "not too wisely, but too well," in the integrity

of their fellow men. In addition to the weak points which they may

have in common with all, and through which they are liable to be

successfully assailed, the cultivation of that spirit of charity which

"thinketh no evil" makes them slow in suspecting villanous designs on

the part of others; and renders them an easy prey to those who are

unscrupulous enough to use their unsuspecting disposition as a means

of carrying into effect their own base purposes.

In making these remarks, we are far from wishing to cast any slur upon

the native shrewdness or penetration of the clergy, which would be

unjust to them, (for there are few keener intellects than those that

are possessed by some who are members and ornaments of this body,) but

our object is simply to mention some of the causes which often make

them the victims of imposition. Many of them, especially those who

live in the country, occupied as they are with the duties of their

calling, in the retired life of the study, and in intercourse with the

comparatively honest and virtuous community in which their lot is

cast, are somewhat secluded from the world at large, and know little,

except by report, of the innumerable forms of deceit and iniquity that

people enact, who live outside of their own quiet boundaries. This is,

perhaps, less generally true at the present time than it was years

ago, before the increased facilities for communication had given equal

facilities to rogues, who have chosen our large cities as a field for

their nefarious operations, and have extended them, by means of the

mails, to the remotest corners of the country.

The trick which we are about to describe was attempted on a large

scale, and the trap set for unwary clergymen was sprung in almost

every section of the country, with considerable success, though some

of the intended victims were too wary to be thus swindled.

The trap alluded to was in the form of a letter, of which the

following is a copy:--

New York, Sunday, March 18, 1855.

Brother P----:

Being at leisure this afternoon, and somewhat wearied rather than

refreshed by the morning's discourse of our respected pastor, I

have concluded to sit down and write you, though utterly

unacquainted save in that sympathy which persons of like

temperament involuntarily feel toward one another.

It is the apparent coldness and formality of our metropolitan

sermons that has led me, by a pleasant contrast, to think of you.

I heard you once, while passing through your place--a sermon that

has many times recurred to my memory, though its calm piety and

deep perception of human nature may be weekly occurrences to your

congregation. I have several times thought it would be well for

our church to call on you for a trial here. Our house is wealthy,

and "up town," though that is no matter.

I had almost given up the idea, when it was forcibly returned to

me yesterday by seeing a notice of you in the new publication of

travels through the States; in which I see the writer has heard

you, and was so impressed that he gives a strong description of

you and your style, so well according with my views, that I feel

confirmed in my opinion of you. You have probably seen it. And,

aside from any vanity at praise in print, or any pain at his

censure, (for he finds fault, too,) I think a preacher cannot too

much study his style, in duty to his Master and his people, by

learning all he can of his hearers' views of him, if not for the

praise at least for the blame.

So you see I yet hope to sit under your ministrations. I wish you

would write me, immediately, what you think of coming here, if I

propose you. My bell has just rung for tea, and I close hastily,

wishing you success in any field, and "many souls as seals of your

ministry."

Yours, in the Lord,

A. D. CONNELSON.

P. S.--If you have not seen the notice of you, (in the book I

alluded to,) I will get it for you. I believe it sells at a dollar

and a half, or thereabouts.

I close in haste,

A. D. C.

Here is an instance of one who

"Stole the livery of Heaven

To serve the devil in."

The author of this production, which was lithographed, leaving only a

space after the commencing word "Brother," for the insertion of the

name of the person addressed, was signed in some copies as above, and

in others by the name of "W. C. Jansing."

We can easily imagine the effect of such an artful, flattering epistle

upon the mind of some unsuspecting and humble country pastor, whose

chief ambition had hitherto been to minister to the spiritual wants of

his little congregation, and who had never before indulged the thought

of receiving a "call" to the attractions and responsibilities of a

city pastor's life. He taxes his memory in vain to recollect upon what

occasion any stranger, who might represent the devout Connelson, had

been present during his Sabbath services, and in like manner fails to

recall any reminiscences of the author, who, in his "Travels through

the States," had also heard him, and was "impressed" so remarkably in

accordance with Mr. Connelson's "views." His opinion of his own

abilities having been elevated several degrees by the united testimony

of two such competent witnesses, he begins to think that after all,

it is not so very improbable that he should be thought of as a

candidate for that "wealthy" and "up-town church."

"Was not the distinguished Dr. L---- called from as small a place as

this, to the charge of a large city congregation? And I remember that

his abilities did not use to be so much superior to mine."

With reflections like these, he works himself into a state of mind

that would prevent any surprise, were he some day to be waited on by a

committee from the church aforesaid, with the request that he would

favor the congregation with a specimen of his preaching, with the

additional view of securing the "pleasant contrast" to the "apparent

coldness and formality of metropolitan sermons," that might result

from his ministrations. At any rate, it would be gratifying to him to

see for himself, what the traveling critic had said of him and his

sermons; not that he cared particularly about the opinion, so far as

he himself was concerned, but he would like to have his people know

that their minister had attracted the attention of distinguished

characters from abroad. So he replies to his spontaneous

correspondent, intimating that he should have no objection to taking

charge of the "up-town" church; and enclosing a dollar and a half, to

purchase the book of travels, which he does, not without misgivings

that he is sacrificing too large a portion of his slender salary, for

indulgence in the anticipated luxury.

It is almost needless to add, that the dollar and a half went to the

"bourne from which no _traveler_ returns," and that our clergyman did

not, in this instance, display "that deep perception of human nature,"

which so often recurred to the mind of the admiring Connelson.

The operations of this worthy were soon stopped by the New York post

master, who, having received letters from some of the shrewder members

of the reverend body, enclosing the above epistle, gave the matter in

charge to the police, whose movements alarmed the rogue, and blew up

the cheat, before many letters containing money had arrived. Enough

came, however, to show that had he not been disturbed, he would have

feathered his nest comfortably with the spoils of those whom he had

plucked.

These letters, remaining uncalled for, became "dead" in due course of

time, and were returned with their contents to their authors;

doubtless refreshing the heart of many a sorrowing minister, who

supposed that he had seen the last of his money, and had given up all

hopes of receiving the promised _quid pro quo_.

I insert as a sort of epistolary curiosity, a letter addressed to

Connelson by one of his intended victims, which was sent under cover

to the New York post master, with the request that he would read and

deliver it, if he knew the whereabouts of the person alluded to.

"F----, March 23, 1855.

"Mr. A. D. Connelson.

"Sir:

"I am in receipt of a communication from you, of the 18th inst.,

of whose flattering contents I have reason to believe that I am

not the only recipient; as I am not ignorant of the fact that the

art of lithography can be employed to multiply _confidential_

letters to any extent. If, as you state, you have at any time

heard a discourse from my lips, I regret that the principles which

it inculcated have produced so little impression upon your

actions, especially as it has 'many times recurred to your

memory.'

"There are truths, sir, in addition to those you may have heard on

the occasion referred to, (if there ever was any such occasion,)

which, judging from the apparent object of your letter, it might

be profitable for you to recall. I would recommend to your

attention the truth contained in the following saying of the wise

man:--'The getting of treasures by a lying tongue, is a vanity

tossed to and fro of them that seek death.'--_Prov._ 21, 6.

"You have expressed a hope 'to sit under' my 'ministrations.' I

trust you will be profited by the few words I now address to you,

and if you feel any disappointment in failing to find the expected

'dollar and a half, or thereabouts,' you will have to console

yourself with the reflection, 'How much better is it to get wisdom

than gold? and to get understanding rather to be chosen than

silver?'_Prov._ 16, 16. I give you the references to the passages

quoted that you may ruminate on them at your Sabbath's 'leisure,'

which I hope will hereafter be more profitably employed than in

attempting to perform the part of "a wolf in sheep's clothing."

"Your well-wisher,

G. J. T."

"P. S. If you ever happen to pass through this place again, and to

be detained over the Sabbath, your name, mentioned to the sexton,

or indeed, to any member of my congregation, will secure you as

good a seat as the house will furnish; and if you will inform me

of your intended presence, beforehand, I will endeavor to suit my

discourse to your _wants_, if not to your _wishes_.

"'Not what we _wish_, but what we _want_,

Do thou, O Lord, in mercy grant.'

"If, however, circumstances like some that I can foresee, if you

continue in your present course, should prevent a visit to our

place, I hope you will manage to be satisfied with the

ministrations of the chaplain at Sing Sing, who, I understand, is

an excellent, talented man. And I trust that you and your

_traveled_ friend will agree as well on the question of his merits

as you have on those of others."

Further comment on this case is unnecessary; and we would only say

that any one suspecting an imposture in any such mode as the

foregoing, need not be prevented from indulging in a reasonable

suspicion, by the charitable thought, "This person could not be such a

rascal;" for it is a truth that should be well known and acted upon,

that no amount of hypocrisy, deceit or audacity is too great to be

practised by miscreants like those whose villanous devices are to some

extent exposed in these pages.

* * * * *

THE ONION SEED TRICK.

"If you have tears, prepare to shed them now."

The next ingenious "dodge" to which I would call the attention of my

readers, is one which might be styled double-barreled, inasmuch as it

brought down both editors and farmers simultaneously.

The agricultural portion of community has been much exercised of late

years on the subject of seed. Astounding stories have circulated

through the newspapers from time to time, concerning the wonderful

prolific powers of certain kinds of seed, and prices have in some

instances been demanded for these choice varieties, which remind one

of the times when a laying hen of the right breed would earn more per

day for her owner than an ordinarily smart negro. It really seemed to

be the belief of many enthusiastic persons, that seed could be

brought, by careful culture, to a pitch of perfection that would

almost render it independent of the assistance of mother earth, save

as a place to stand on. The improved seed was to do it all. However

desirable it might be to obtain seed which could be warranted under

all circumstances to produce heavy _crops,_ (which of course can

always be done after a certain fashion, by feeding it out to fowls,)

this "good time coming" will not be hastened, we apprehend, by the

public-spirited efforts of "Mr. Joab S. Sargent," notwithstanding the

glowing prospects held out in the following advertisement:--

FARMERS AND GARDENERS.--ATTENTION!

_Spanish Onion Seeds._

The subscriber will send to any part of the United States and

Canada, a paper of the seeds of the above superior Onion, on the

receipt of ten cents (one dime.)

Farmers and Gardeners, see to it that you secure the best of

seeds. For a mere trifle now, you can put money in your pockets

and fat on your ribs.

Address, JOAB S. SARGENT,

266 Hicks St., Cor. of State,

Brooklyn, N. Y.

P. S.--Publishers of newspapers giving the above and this notice

three insertions, calling attention editorially thereto, and

sending marked copies to the subscriber, will receive by return

mail three dollars' worth of the above seeds, or a copy of Barnes'

notes on the Gospels, valued at three dollars and fifty cents, or

two dollars cash. Address plainly as above.

April 11, 1855.

Observe how adroitly the cunning Joab aims his thrusts at the most

vulnerable spot in both classes of his victims. "Publishers of

newspapers," in the plenitude of Joab's generosity, are to have their

choice between the onion seeds, the gospel, and the ready cash, if

they will but make known to the world the incomparable qualities of

the genuine Spanish article. And many of these publishers "called

attention to the same" with a will, as the following copy of one of

those notices will show:--

"SOMETHING NEW FOR FARMERS AND GARDENERS.--See our advertising

columns. If you want _large onions_, get the real _Spanish_

seed--a change in the seed works wonders. We have seen bushels of

onions imported from Spain of half a pound weight each, and as

large as saucers."

It may be well to say here that no onion seeds, "Spanish" or other,

were sent in compliance with the many orders which poured in upon the

successful Sargent from all parts of the country, excepting that a few

of those first received were supposed to have been answered by the

sending of a few seeds of some kind, whether onion or grass, no one

knew. Perhaps the recipients will discover in the course of time. The

editors were equally unfortunate. Many of them selected the "Notes on

the Gospels" in preference to the seed or the money, yet their wishes

were not destined to be gratified.

Let us see how this tempting advertisement worked on the farmers and

gardeners.

Here is farmer Johnson, whose boy has just brought in his weekly paper

from the office, and who is proceeding to refresh himself after the

labors of the week, with the record of what the world at large has

been doing in the same time. He deliberately peruses the columns of

his hebdomadal, dwelling with solemnity on the more weighty articles,

and endeavoring to laugh over the funny ones, till, after having

exhausted the "reading" department, his eye goes on in search of new

advertisements, which he can distinguish at a glance, for he knows

all the old ones by heart. His attention is arrested by the

conspicuous heading, "SPANISH ONION SEEDS." He reads it over

carefully, and studies every word, that he may be sure that he fully

and correctly understands it; and then comparing it with the editorial

notice of the same thing, he rapidly becomes convinced that Spanish

onions must be great things, and that ten cents may be safely invested

in the speculation. Visions of saucer-like onions rise before him; of

prizes in Agricultural Exhibitions; and if he is an inhabitant of

Connecticut, he fancies he sees the former renown of the ancient town

of Pyquag, or Wethersfield, growing dim before the lustre of Spanish

onions. Accordingly he sends the required dime to Joab, who proved to

be like the elephant which had been trained to pick up coin from the

ground and place it on a lofty shelf. Upon a certain occasion, a young

gentleman was gratified by this performance, he having furnished a

half-dollar for the display of the animal's skill. After the piece was

safely deposited far out of reach, the youth requested the exhibitor

to "make him hand it down again." "We never learnt him that trick,"

was the reply!

The enterprising Joab reaped an abundant harvest of dimes, and floods

of papers poured into the Brooklyn post-office, each one containing

his advertisement marked, agreeably to its conditions, and a few words

written upon it by the editor, making his choice between the valuables

promised by Sargent, and directing how to send the books, when they

were the articles selected. These papers were of course charged with

letter postage, and as the quantity which had arrived was becoming

somewhat troublesome by its bulk, (since Joab took very good care not

to inquire for _them_,) the post master sent to 266 Hicks Street, in

order to notify him of the mass of news waiting for him at the office,

as well as to make some inquiries in reference to the voluminous

correspondence in which Mr. Sargent was engaged. But the person sent,

returned with the report, "_non est inventus_," and the wary deceiver,

having doubtless taken the alarm, came no more to the office to

inquire for letters; so that although the rogue was "unwhipped of

justice," a stop was put to his unrighteous gains. This case may serve

as a warning to all, to look with distrust upon such advertisements

emanating from unknown individuals, especially if the promises made

are out of proportion to the "value received." In the present

imperfect state of human nature, it is not common to find an

individual offering through the papers most disinterested proposals

for the good of people in general, without the fact coming to light

sooner or later, that he had rather more prominently in view his own

good in particular. And I will conclude with the following

aphorism,--If you want onion seed, or anything else, send where you

know you will not be cheated.

* * * * *

A GIFT ENTERPRISE.

The fraud of which I am about to speak, also depended in a great

measure for its success on the fact that it could be carried on

through the mails.

Gorgeous hand-bills were sent to the post-offices throughout the

country, accompanied with requests to the different post masters to

act as agents, and allowing them a liberal per-centage on all tickets

sold. Those who read these hand-bills (suspended on the post-office

walls,) and swallowed with expanded eyes and capacious throats the

magnificent promises which they contained, could not determine by

anything that appeared on the surface, whether "Dashall & Co." were

real personages, or merely figments of the brain; and if the former,

whether or not they were able and willing to meet their engagements.

The scheme certainly had as fair an appearance as any "Gift

Enterprise," and the "local habitation" and "name," which were

appended, gave more probability to the idea that the firm in question

was not a myth but a reality. Thus it is evident that no one could

have detected the fraud without entering into a course of

investigation which would have involved more time, trouble, and

expense, than most people would be willing to devote to the affair

under the circumstances.

The following is a copy of "Dashall & Co's." list of prizes:

150,000 Presents to be given to the purchasers of the large and

elegant engraving of the "Inauguration of George Washington,

President of the United States," from the celebrated painting of

David Paul Laurens. Price of engraving One Dollar, which includes

a gift-ticket, entitling the holder to a chance in the following

list of magnificent gifts.

The value of the presents, as appraised by a committee chosen for

the purpose, is $146,000, as follows:--

A splendid Farm on the Hudson River, completely stocked,

houses, &c. $20,000

Stone Front Dwelling and Lot on Fifth Avenue, N. Y. 13,000

A magnificent _gold_ Tea Service, property of the late G. Van

Denton 4,000

Silver Wine Service 1,000

The Race Horse "White Raven" 8,000

Coach, Harness, and Horses, _a magnificent establishment_ 3,500

30 Shares Central Rail Road Stock 3,000

200 Fine Watches, $100 each 20,000

10,000 Gold Seals and Charms 10,000

10,000 Gold Pens and Silver Holders 5,000

100 Boxes Best Cigars 500

100 Gold Guard Chains 1,500

A splendid Buggy 190

" Phaeton 1,000

A Horse, Harness, and Buggy, splendid affair 500

An elegant Dog, St. Bernard 100

Splendid Fast-sailing Yacht, "Spirit of the Wave" 4,000

The fast and trim pleasure Yacht, "Evening Bird" 1,000

A loan for 25 years 8,000

" " 5,000

" " 1,000

(all without interest.)

1 Rosewood Piano 800

3 Mahogany Pianos 1,500

A Farm in Ohio 4,000

A Farm in Kentucky 3,000

A Farm in Pennsylvania 6,000

A Farm in Massachusetts 10,000

25,000 Vols. Poems 11,000

Statue of "Cigar Girl," by Reeves 1,000

Also over 100,000 Paintings, Statues, Medals, Charts, Albums,

Valuable Books, and Portfolios of Engravings, making in all

150,000 gifts, which will be distributed by a committee appointed

by the Shareholders, and forwarded free of charge by the Public's

obedient servants,

DASHALL & CO.,

486 Broadway, New York.

Whoever concocted the above list certainly deserves credit for the

expansiveness of his views, the soaring flights of his imagination,

and the nicety with which he adapted his various enticements to the

different phases of human nature and life.

Was the reader of the hand-bill a "fast" youth? To him a dollar opened

the prospect of "a horse, harness, and buggy,--splendid affair;" or "a

splendid, fast-sailing yacht;" or "100 boxes best cigars;" or, as a

companion to the above cigars, "Statue of Cigar Girl, by Reeves." Did

the list of prizes attract the attention of a person agriculturally

inclined? To him a choice of farms was offered in the varied regions

of Massachusetts, Pennsylvania, Ohio, or Kentucky; or "a splendid farm

on the Hudson River" awaited some fortunate individual, who had

sufficient faith in good luck and "Dashall & Co.," to purchase the one

hundred and fifty thousandth part of a chance to secure that valuable

property. The man of business was tempted by sundry loans "for 25

years without interest," and by "thirty shares of Central Rail Road

stock." Through what "centre" this rail road ran, unless it was

Dashall & Co's. office, the deponent sayeth not. Upon the man of

literary tastes, one dollar might confer "an elegant selected

library," while the lover of music was attracted by the offer of

elegant "rosewood and mahogany pianos."

Nor was the fairer portion of creation forgotten, in the shower of

gifts which was to fall on the 10th of March, 1855. The ambitious

lady, who had long sighed for more splendid adornments to her table,

could not read without emotion the promise of "a magnificent _gold_

tea service, the property of the late G. Van Denton." As the lamented

Van Denton was doubtless known, in the circle of his acquaintance, as

a man of taste, the promised tea service must have been

unexceptionable in that respect.

"Melodeons, Harps, Paintings, Albums, Portfolios of Engravings, &c.,"

formed a galaxy of attractions which drew many a dollar from fair

hands.

The engraving of the "Inauguration of George Washington" appealed to

the patriotic feeling of every American. What friend of his country

would refuse to part with the paltry sum of one dollar, which would

enable him to possess this transcendent work of art, copied from the

"celebrated painting" of the no less celebrated "David Paul Laurens;"

a blood relation, no doubt, of the departed "Van Denton."

Each ticket was so embellished with intimations of the rich gifts

possibly in store for its holder, as almost to make him feel as if he

were already driving a "blood horse," or taking his ease in the

"magnificent residence on the Hudson."

The reader is by this time probably aware of the true character of

"Dashall & Co.," and their magnificent scheme. The former were

atrocious impostors, and the latter was only a bag of wind.

The suspicions of the New York post master were excited as to the

character and destination of the numerous letters which came addressed

to the aforesaid firm; and the Chief of the Police taking the matter

in hand, a detachment from that body made a descent on 486 Broadway,

where they found a respectable female of Milesian extraction, engaged

in washing the floor; and observed an open window, through which the

representative of Dashall & Co. had probably made his exit. There was

no furniture of any description in the room; so, having secured

neither "persons" nor "papers," the civil authority was compelled to

beat a retreat, not without sundry remonstrances from the old woman,

touching the invasion of her "_clane flure_." She could tell them

nothing about the firm, and only knew that she was sent there by the

owner of the room to "clane up," which occupation she resumed, after

imparting this information, with a vigor that threatened the immediate

submersion of the intruders.

The parties concerned in this fraudulent transaction are supposed to

have cleared upwards of fifty thousand dollars by the operation,

which, allowing for the per-centage to agents and other expenses,

proves conclusively that there was more than that number of fools

existing at the time in this enlightened land. We would hope that

those who were taken in by this cheat, will not be thus deceived

again.

We trust that the foregoing record of knavery, whose contrivers were

indebted, in some measure, for the carrying out of their plans, to the

post masters who acted as agents, will have the effect of producing

greater caution on the part of these officials as respects undertaking

agencies for _unknown_ individuals. It would seem that a proper regard

for the public interest would prevent any post master from lending

himself, even undesignedly, to a fraudulent scheme like this of

"Dashall & Co." It would be easy to refuse to have anything to do with

proposed agencies, whose principals were not known to the post master,

or concerning whom satisfactory information could not be obtained.

The adoption of this practice would seriously interfere with the

operations of the class of rogues who succeed in their villanous

designs by making cats' paws of honest people in ways similar to that

above described. I do not hesitate to say that thousands of dollars

would every year be saved to those who are now swindled out of their

money, if post masters were to take the course suggested, and refuse

to allow hand-bills containing advertisements to be posted up in their

offices, unless they were satisfied of the reliability of the parties

sending them.

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