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VOL. XI.
NEW BLOOMFIELD, PA., TUESDAY, APRIL 1877.
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THE ANGEL OF SLEEP.
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When twilight toll from earth has faded,
And round me darkuess thickly falls,
A spirit from some mystic regiou
My soul away most sweetly calls
Away from toll, from rain and sorrow,
Away where all distractions cease,
To scenes of bliss, of hope and pleasure,
Where all Is pence.
Xjnconsclous of the Ills that gather
When fall the cheerless Bbades of night,
I drop Into a realm of glory
O'er flowing with a sea of light
A matchless sea of Joy and beauty,
Whose radiant waves with light increase,
While o'er me stands an angel watcher,
My guard of peace.
Bo let we sleep while thus around me
Remains my unseen guard so true,;
Life's varying scenes may fly or linger,
Approaching ills becloud my view,
Bat when this sleep of life shall vanleh,
And death my weary soul release,
Q, let some other Bplrit waft me
Where all is peace I
JUDGE LANE'S STORY.
THE JUDGE knocked the ashes
from hi9 cigar, and rose with an em
phatic "hem !" All the others drew a
long breath, and brought their chairs
down from their tilted positions. Graham
had been telling a Btory to while away
the long hours of the Christmas night,
and Graham was a magnificent story
teller. "Your turn, Judge," said Graham,
with a Blight laugh, the flush slowly
dying out of his face.
" Beat Graham's, if you can," said
Fenner, rubbing his hands together with
great glee.
" You don't know the Judge, Fen
ner," said Williams. "He used to
equal Air. Midshipman Easy in the
number of his adventures, and his grace
in relating them."
The young lawyer, whose sobriquet of
" Judge" had been bestowed upon him
in the early days of college life, from his
superannuated gravity and his senten
tious way of deciding questions that
bored him, drew back a chair with a
' flourish, and then pushed it toward the
fire and sat down. . , i
' " I'll tell you what it is, boys, you
needn't think I'm going to be beat by
Graham. I have a story to tell which is
just as good as his, but then it may lose
something in the telling. Since we part
ed, five years ago, I have interviewed
Blackstone, Chitty and others of that
ilk, and a good deal of the romance has
faded out in that way, you perceive.
' But then, as we agreed to meet in five
years, and compare experiences, it was
merely to have something to tell, so I
did my best to have an adventure.
Hem! ... . . .
" Perhaps you all remember what my
college days were.' You do V Humph!
Then it will save me the trouble of tell
ing you, though I had studied up a fine
bit of path oa ' about them. . However, it
don't matter much ; let It go now. One
fact, though I must speak of, and that
is the financial condition of your present
orator in those college days. I never
Bald anything about it then, because I
was a deal too proud ; but to tell you the
truth, boys, it required some twisting
and some pretty close calculations to
make my allowance cover in. modest
wants. I remember I used to be not a
little envious of Fenner and Graham
when I Baw them scattering money
around with such a lavish liand, and I
with my fine natural ablllties.good looks
and extraordinary Block of common
sense," and the Judge straightened hlm
elf back, and laughed in bl rare, ge
nial way, without finishing the sen
tence. ,
; " However, to pass over , that, and
come to the time when we all left college
with young honors thick upon us.
Weren't we . proud of our diplomas,
though? Boys, I want you to tell me
truly whether you ever took your sheep
skin out of its case after the first six
mouths V" , , ,., '
"Haven't seen mine since two weeks
after commencement," murmured Gra
ham. , , '
"Don't know where mine is," said
Fenton, and the others intimated that
their experience entirely coincided with
his. '
"That's Just it, boys," pursued the
Judge. " I tried to get a situation by
exhibiting that imposing document, but
after a good many trials and as many
ignominious failures I put the pious
fraud away and left off being a college
graduate. I went in on my merits
then, resolved to win or perish in the at
tempt. It seemed as If I would have to
accept the latter alternative. I had
neither money nor friends, and there
were plenty of young men with wealth
and position ready to fill every vacancy.
I was pretty hard up for money, you
know, and It was about this time I fell
in with Steve Ranald who was in about
the same condition with respect to funds.
I believe none of you ever saw him, did
you V I wish you had known him. He
was half French, and that accounts for
some peculiar trait9 in his character. A
magnificent looking fellow, with a cer
tain kind of fascination about him that
you could not resist. I could not, I
know. He led me into all kinds of
scrapes that I never would havethought
of going into, and it was impossible to
blame him. He had such a merry,
light-hearted way with him, when he
chose, that took me quite by storm.
" Well, as I said, our condition was
about the same financially, so we joined
together and rented a room in a very
cheap but respectable neighborhood. We
kept bachelor's hall there very comfort
ably for awhile, while I hunted employ
ment, and he compounded wonderful
French dishes out of nothing.
" I suppose in my search for employ
ment, I had started out with the vague
idea of becoming minister to some for
eign power, or postmaster-general, or
something of that kind. My aspirations
after declining for several Meeks, like a
decreasing series of geometrical progres
sionsthe bete noir of my boyhood at
last pointed to an ordinary clerkship in
some mercantile establishment as hap
piness beyond comparison. Even here
I was doomed to disappointment, and
then I gave up the struggle, I hud
spent my last dollar that morning. All
day I had walked from street to street,
from square to square. ' My limbs were
aching with the unaccustomed exercise,
my orain was in a wniri. l knew one
man whom my father had befriended
years ago in the days of his prosperity,
when the man was . in great distress
Since then fortune's wheel had turned,
and my father had died in poverty ,whlle
Mr. Laclade was one of the money kings
of the city. Can you understand why I
would not go to him until every other
resource had failed i Even then I went
slowly and reluctantly. I stood before
the door in the gaslight, watching the
crowds as they came and went, thinking
some very bitter things, it may be. But
at last I went in, knowing that they
would soon close up for the night ' and
asked to speak with Mr. Laclade.
" He received me in his private office,
where he was looking over and filing pa
pers; and he left me standing near the
door, and went on with his work, after
once looking up and saying, 'good eve
ning.' There was something repulsive
about him, I thought, and I determined
to try for the situation first, without
saying anything about who I was. So
I stated my business very conciseW. He
raised his spectacles on his glistening
forehead, referred from me to a paper
he held in his hand, and from the paper
back to me, and then said :
"Young man, there is no vacancy
and even if there were, for the past two
weeks there have been on an average
twenty applications like this per diem.
You had better apply somewhere else.'
" My hand was on the door-knob, but
I turned around and looked at him.
Without knowing cleverly how the
words came, I said slowly :
" I am Kenneth Lane, sir. My father
helped you once,ln thegreatestextremity
of your life.' ,
1 Ills face Hushed a little, find he in
terrupted testily :i ',;!;:!
" Ah, certainly 1 But you Bee, Mr.
Kenneth Lane, I can't make situations.'
" I do not know what clso lie was go
ing to say. I shut the door, and passed
out, through the long minis, past smil
ing clerks who no doubt read my er
rand and its failure in my face, and out
into the street. I do tint remember any
thing else very distinctly, except that I
seemed plunged suddenly Into un alloy,
and from that into ail kinds , of No
Thoroughfares desperate places, that I
would have shrank from at any other
time, I was conscious of rushing along
at times, and then blindly groping my
way, drugging myself along slowly and
painfully. I was in one of these latter
moods, when I was seized and brought
to a halt by two ill-favored villains, who
proceeded to go through my pockets In
gallant style. Apparently disgusted
with the general emptiness of those re
ceptacles, they turned around to the
light.
" ' Drunk,' said one of them, ' or else
a fool, I don't know which.'
" 1 Come, my covey,' said the other,
you are Innocent, you are, and you'd
better skin out o' this afore you get a tup
on the head.'
" I skinned out o' thls,und soon found
myself leaving the city behind,and com
ing out on the broad fields, lying white
and still bcnctith the light of the moon.
Then my sense began returning, and I
sat down by the side of the road, bared
my head, and tried to look calmly at my
situation or rather at my want of one.
" It was gloomy enough, boys, I can
tell you. The sense of failure is a hor
rid thing, and It had full possession of
me then. I was young, and had fitted
myself for some of tho higher, nobler
work of llfe,Just to be thrust back and
told that there were no vacancies. Bight
then and there I felt that there were
powers in my brain which could win
me a name and place among men if they
were only given an opportunity. Oh,
boys, there was the bitterness of it 1 'I
might as well be a highway robber,' I
said aloud, despairingly.
"'That's Just what I think !" said a
voice close beside me,and when I started
and turned, there was Steve Kan aid, sit
ting there as coolly as if we had walked
to the place arm in arm. I never had
quite liked his cat-like way of watehlng
and coming on me unawares, but it had
never startled rue before as it did then.
" Why, Steve I ' 1 ' exclaimed, ' how
came you here V"
".' Oh, I've kept you in sight all the
evening. I thought you did not seem
quite right, so I followed you. Devilish
cool, that, on old Laclade,' wasn't it V
Tho question brought me back to my
grievances.' It was terrible,' I said.
' My father started him in business
when he hud not a friend or a dollar in
the world. When I think of that,
could almost
mankind for
tude.'
swear Vengeance on all
that man's base ingratl-
" ' Yes,' said Ranald, ' but remember
your American proverb the world
owes you a living.' ; i - '
"' I'll never ' be able to collect the
debt,' I returned bitterly.'
"' But you wouldn't make a good
highway robber, you' know,' said Ban-
aid, mechanically, plowing up the earth
at his feet with a short Btlck. 'You
haven't the right kind of pluck
" What kind does' it take V I asked
with a short laugh. : 1 1,1
Well, . suppose a carriage comes
along, your first Job is to i wring tho
driver, after which you can talk with
the iusido passengers at your leisure. In
case its a rider or a foot passenger, you
can deal with him easily enough. But
then you've got to have a quick hand on
the trigger, and you haven't, got the
pluck, you know.' '
" Haven't I ' I cried, with a kind
of reckless daring. 'If I was armed I
would show you ' before to-morrow. I
don't owe the world much gratitude,
and I had as well do something des
perate and get hanged, and done with it
all.' - . '
"'Oh,isfor armB, I could let you
have mine,' said Ranald, not looking at
me at all, but back toward the city.
' But I don't like much to da it. You'd
never use them. ' ,
" I need not go on to tell you, boys,
how It all enme about, but In lees than
half an hour Ranald was on his way
back to the elty.whlle I, with his pistols
in my pocket, was striding along the
green lanes that led farther and farther
out into the country. I was desperate,
of course, and a burning fevsr was
bounding In my pulses, confusing all
that I did. It must certainly have been
that, combined with Ranald's influence,
that set me, Kenneth Lane,' behind a
hedge, with a pistol in my hand, and a
murderous1 intent !n my heart ; while
the moon shone whllely over the broad
fields and the long ribbons of road that
lay between them.
" The first that passed was a man
whose face I could not see. 1 had my
finger on the trigger. I was Just ready
to spring out upon him when suddenly
well, Graham, he-began whistling that
same little foolish love tune you used to
bejil ways whistling, singing and play
ing at college. That made me grow
very weak, and I couldn't move. It
brought back all you fellows so distinct
ly. By the way, I wonder if ho will
ever know how near that little love tune
saved his life V Talk about the value of
little things, the star. might all have
fallen from their spheres, and never
have affected me as did the few simple
bars whistled by that traveler along the
moonlit road. '
" I recovered myself after, a little or
rather lost myself again and began to
wonder at my weakness ; and then, just
as I had straightened . myself up and
taken a new hold on my resolution to do
something desperate, I heard the rattle
of carriage wheels far away on the
moonlit, white-ribbon road. Instantly
I was on the alert, with every faculty
quickened. I raised my pistol and ex
amined the loek, wondering at the same
time whether my sentence , would be
hanging, or transportation, or imprison
ment for life, with jhard labor. Before I
had Bettled the matter in my own mind,
the carriage had come nearer. The
wheels were rattling furiously. Who
could it be driving at such a break-neck
speed V Then suddenly it came In sight
and at the same moment I heard the tcr-
rlfio screams of women, saw that the
driver was missing from his place, and
that the horses were running away.
"In an instant, forgetting everything
else at those cries of distress, I dropped
my pistol and sprang into the road.
Just for a moment the startled horses
paused, and in that moment I seized the
bits. Then commenced a fierce battle
with the frantic, plunging steeds. I was
thrown down, trampled upon, but I
clung to them with despairing energy,
Ten minutes ago, my only thought had
been to take life ; now, my only desire
was to save it. So it was ; I clung to the
horses and kept them there, until I felt
stronger hands assisting mine, and then
the wild struggle, the broad fields, and
the white road all faded away, and left
nothing but darkness and silence.
" When I awoke well, boys,I thought
Aladdin's lamp had certainly ceme back
upon the earth, and somebody had been
using it for my ben fit. If I had come
back to life in our own room, Ranald's
and mine, I might have concluded that
the whole affair hod been a horrible
dream, and so said nothing more about
it. But it certainly was surprising to
find myself in a strange room, on
Btrange bed, with a rosy old gentleman
leaning over me on the other side, and
a rosy old lady on the other, their faces
expressing the most lively solicitude,
while a grave medical gentleman first
felt my pulse and the rubbed the palms
of his hands together with great satis
faction. ' Nor was my astonishment de
creased when the rosy old gentleman
said: i
" ' The dear boy has come through.
Allow me to take your hand, doctor.
We owe so much to you.'
"Whereupon he shool hands very
heartily with the doctor, and then with
the old ludy, and they all seemed ex
travagantly glad of my recovery.
, " It was astonishing, too, in the days
that followed, while I was lying there
too wean to move, to Bee how 1 was
waited on and made much of by the
whole family, They told me after
while how I bad saved the lives of the
rosy old lady and her daughter, who
were in the carriage that nlght.and how
I .was dragged out from under the
horses' feet, bruised and bleeding, and
with my left arm broken ; how I was
brought there and never recovered con
BclouBness, but went off Into a raging
fever, and lay next to death's door for
weeks. They told me how I had talked
in my delirium now arraigning Mr.
Laclade for bas-ihgraUtude,thett'fancy-ing
that Ranald was upon my track
wherever I went, and that he was go
ing to make me commit murder, lhen
I was waiting behind the hedge with
my finger upon the trigger of the pis
tol, listening to the rattle of carriage
wheels far away on the road, and the
ifext moment I was prying that there
were women Inside, and that I must
save them ; and I would strive to rise,
and would fall back, exhausted) only to
begin all over again.
" Do you picture, boys, how I had
fallen upon Paradise ?: After all, there
Is a ' divinity that shapes our emls, rough
hew them as we may.'
They had gathered ' the whole story
from my ravings They knew what
had been in my heart, that night beside
the hedge, and yet-they could be kind
and tender. They, restored strength
and manhood in. rue. They, made me
feel that I was worthy of beiag honored
and trusted. When I w-as- able to work
the old gentleman found me- a splendid
position, and I continued-my law studies
in my leisure moments. Mir. Lyndray
gave me a most cordial invitation to
make his houe my home-, and treated
me with such confidence tfest I must,
have made myself worthy of it, how
ever Ignoble and unworthy I might
have been. So it was thai when Mr.
Laclede came and offered me a position.
as bookkeeper in his establishment,. I
was enabled to decline the- honor, with
t he old speech .a little more proudly ut
tered : ' I am Kenneth Isme, sir.' And
it was that every holiday took me back
to the home of my preserver, where Mr.
and Mrs. Lyndray treated me like a
son and their fair dauglvter smiled on
me at rare intervals.' M last I was ad
mitted to the bar, sinee- which I have
become well; boys, you know the
rest." '
" The most prom'rsktg young lawyer
in the State," said, F(iiner, empbatical-
iy.
" But, what abotrt the daughter,
Judge?" said Graham. "You surely
are not going to leave us in the lurch,
after, we had all concluded that there
was going to be a spvre of romance about
it."
"Oh, yes the daughter V" said Ken
neth Lane, with, a blush. Then the
rising young lawyer drew himself up
with the grace ajil pride of a young
god. " My friends," he said, with un
mistakable sweetness, "if you will go
dow.n to Mr. Lyndray's on the firsi day
of the new year, you will gee me waited
to Miss Ethel Lyndray, my queen among
women."
" Miirra.h ! Three cheer fo the
judge and his-bride !" shouted Graham,
springing to. nis leet anu waviag ms
cap, and the cheers were given with a
vim that buought back their college days
afrefeh.
' Cutting out a Coy's Tonpe.
A few weeks ago a man presented his
son, a boy of abont twelve years, to our
surgeons for treatment. The ease was a
novel oo, the child being a3.Ueted with
enlargement of the tongue. His father
hailed from Williamson evunty, and
stated that he came to Saa. Antonio to
consult our surgeons, as tVone of Austin,
Galveston and New Orleans, to whom
he hadapplied,had deimjuled exorbitant
fees. Dr. Herif inforoiM the troubled
father that he would endeavor to cure
his son of the excrescence, and sympa
thizing with him in bi trouble, and the
child in his pain, the father being a poor
man, he offered to. perform the operation
at a most reasonable charge. Thecitizens
of Williamson, county charitably raised
the means to pay for the operation. It
was executed Wednesday under Dr.
Kerff 's care, others aiding him. About
four inches of tongue were taken of
The extreme end, which has been pre
served in alcohol, would .weigh about a
quarter of a pound, and about as much
more'was cut off in small bits. It la
thick, much wider than the child's
mouth from which it was taken, la very
rough, and resembles very much the
tongue of a young calf. The patient U
now doing well, and will no doubt be
greatly benefited by theopersitiooi, which
called Uto requisition tho most perfect
care, and the ablest surgioal knowledge.
The aflllctlon was one in which there ,
has probably been less room for surgical
experience than lu any other, and is the
find, oiue of the kind we ever heard, of
in. IvMSw Mtmft Pm,