The Bloomfield times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, August 11, 1874, Page 3, Image 3

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NEW BLOOMI'IELD, PA.,
General Agent for Terry Co.
S-Or of the following Local Agents on the
same terms :
A. F. HEIM,
Newport, Pa.
JAS. P. LONG
Duncaanon, Pa.
NEW -YOMS
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OF NEW YORK,
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Policy-holders share lu the annual fronts of the
company, ana nave a voice in the elections and
management oi the company.
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L. W. FROST, Prertrlent.
M. B. Wimkoop, Vice Pres't.
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6 42 ly J 8 pecial Agent for Newport.
B'; Tt'BABEITT'S
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B.T. BABBITT,
lofmU. 64 to 81 WASHINGTON bi, N. V
Notice.
The Interest of' Wm. II. Miller, of Carlisle In
the Perry County Hunk, of Hpoualer, Junk In i
Co., has neen purchased by w. A. Hponilnr & H
K. Junkln, and Irom this date April 8ith, l74,sld
Miller Is no longer a member of said arm, but the
linn ennslstsof W. A. Hionsleri It. K. Junkln.
ltanklng as Spnniler Junkln it Co., who will con
tluue to do business lu the same mode and man
ner as has been done hitherto, with the full auur
JtiH'O that our course has met the approbation and
thus gained the cohUdcnce of the ju-nple.
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April 20, 1D74. .. .
Testing her Lovers.
IT is said that about 100 years ago there
resided in Arlon a young girl, named
Gertrude. , She was eighteen years of age,
and was gay, frank and good natured, al
ways smiling and happy, and full of life
and activity. She was the daughter of
Charles, a wealthy proprietor of the little
town, and generally designated as Stock,
Jr., to distinguish him from his father and
grandfather who were yet living. " They
last long in that family," . was a local ex
pression. .
Gertrude had many admirers, but none
of them appeared to make an impression
on her heart. This, toother with her fas
cinating manners, gave her the name of the
"Coquette of Arlou." Do not take this
appellation in its hardest sense, for hor
father and mother allowed her to do as she
pleased, having the utmost confidence in
her. And it was well-placed. Among the
many who sought her hand in marriago
wero four young men of the town who de
served special mention. Their names Sig-
ismond de Yletter, Oillos Collins, Wences-
las Trootbant and Lambert Von Moll.
The first named was so calm and unde
monstrative that the other three did not
give themselves any uneasiness about him.
They, on the contrary, were so pressing
that the neigbors all expected that she
would certainly marry one of them.
The four suitors pressed their claims,
each in his own way urging her to decide
in his favor. So one day in September,
1743, she devised a stratagem by which to
test their courage and affection. Her
parents once more allowed her to bave her
own way, for as she never undortook any
thing without first consulting them, we
may suppose that they were not the stern
and tyrannical parents that usually fall to
the lot of the unfortunate heroines of
modern romances. About a quarter of a
league from Arlon, in a field belonging to
her father, Gertrude had often noticed nn
old Roman tomb, which no one dared ap
proach on account of itsghostly reputation.
All sorts of strango and mysterious stories
wore told about it. This tomb has disap
peared I cannot say how. Gertrude re
solved to make it the centra of her bat
teries. -
Gilles Collin came as usual and uttered
more ardent and passionate protestations
of love than ever, declaring that he would
willingly walk over burning coals to please
her.
." I am not so unreasonable as to require
that of you," said she ; " all things consid
ered, I do not refuse to marry you, but I
wish to have a proof of your devotion, and
at the same time of your courage."
"Very well," answered Gilles, "I will
give you any proof of that you can do
mand ; only say what it shall be."
" You know," replied she, " tho ancient
tomb which is situated on a knoll a quar
ter of a league from town?"
"Yes," replied the puzzled Gilles, "I
have seen it from a distance ; there is noth
ing remarkable about it."
" Well, this evening at nine o'clock I
want you to go, without Baying a word
to any one about it, and lie down in the old
tomb."
" In the witches' don ? What a ca
price 1"
"And you must remain perfectly mo
tionless until midnight."
" But, Gertrude, what are you thinking
of? What is your project?"
" You are a coward, you are trembling
already. Perhaps it is a caprice, but I
have my projoct, and I wish to try you. If
you do as I wish, I shall know that I can
trust you, and providing you remain there
from nine o'clock until midnight, my heart
is yours. If you refuse, I shall marry
some one else." " "
Struck by the decided tone of the young
girl, Gilles dared not offer further objec
tion, but he thought of the freezing reci
tals to which he had listened ; of appari
tions from another world that were seen
gliding around the tomb, and of the witch
es who held their nocturnal meetings and
made it a place of deposit for their un
guents and diabolical compounds. In truth,
fires had sometimes been burning noar
there through the night and surrounded by
groups of sinister or grotesque looking
faces, but they were undoubtedly gypsies,
with which Luxembourg and Limbourg
were at that period infeBted. But . some
persons professed to have seen supernatural
beings, and thousands of wonderful stoiios
were related about them. For a year, how
ever, nothing had been seen there, aud
though Gilles was more afraid than be
would hay cared to acknowledge, he was
so deeply enamored of the young girl that
he accepted the condition and promised to
do what was required of him without di
vulging his intention to any one:
Shortly afterwards, WenceBlas Stroobant
cum in his ' turn. Gertrude gave him a
vei7 gracious reception. He was hand
some and rich ; and fully conscious of these
advantages, he felt confident of the suc
cess of his suit..
" It is not your fortune that tempts me, "
said Gertrude to him, greatly flattered.
Woiiceslas bowed, as if he would say,
V I understand, I have other attractions."
''I feel a deep interest in you," pursued
she, "aud would willingly give you, my
baud If you would rendor me a service that
will prove your courage.
"You have but to command me," said
the handsome young man ; " I am entirely
at your service."
" Well, then, you must know that one
of my relatives has been killed in a duel.
He is in the woods, and we are making
every effort to secure him an . honorable
burial. In the meantime, the body is to be
placed iu the Roman tomb at nine o'clock
this evening. As the tomb is ncithor
covered nor enclosed, we very greatly fear
it may be disturbed ; therefore I beg of you
to go there at half past nine."
" To the witches' den ? What an idea I"
"You are afraid already? Mon Dieu,
how faint hearted the young men are."
" I am not afraid, but you are giving mo
a very queer commission.
" Call it a fancy if you will, but I can
only confldo this to one who is very de
voted, for it is absolutely necessary to con
ceal this mystery from everybody. You
must go thore at exactly half past nine,
and you must dress yourself to personate
an angel of light, and carry a torch iu
your hand. The fearful stories of which
the tomb has been the subject, will be of
service to you, and those who may be
scheming to carry away or rob the dead,
will, upon seeing you sitting at the foot
of the tomb with your torch in your hand,
be so terrified that none will dare ap
proach. At midnight you may return
home. Will you do it?"
" I will," said Wenceslas, who feared to
displease her.
" I must be certain that you have per
formed this service ; but remember, not a
word about it to any one, and at this price,
my hand is yours."
Wenceslas regained his usual composure,
smothering as best as he could those su
perstitious fears which sometimes assail
the strongest minds. Ho swore that he
would be both obedient and discreet, and
that at half past nine precisely he would
be at his post, where ho would watch the
dead so carefully that not oven a bat should
approach. He soon took his leavo in ordor
to make his preparations.
A few moments afterwards Lambert
Von Moll, also faithful, appeared to ren
der his homage to tho young lady. Ho
was a lawyer, and everybody predicted a
bi'lliant future for him.
"If you really love mo," said the co
quette, "lam going to prove it. Some of
the neighbors whom you . know, and who
are our enemies, wish to injure us. For
this purpose they have placed a dead body
in the Roman tomb, which belongs to our
family. I wish you to make every possible
effort to carry off the corpse."
" 1 1" interrupted Lambert.
"Certainly. I know that you are brave."
"That is true, but this is such a ridicu
lous commission."
" The body will doubtless be guarded by
more children, and in order to disperse
them you must blacken your face aud
make yourself as ugly as you are handsome;
in short, disguise yourself as a demon.
Call it a ridiculous comission, if you will ;
but go to the Roman tomb at precisely ten;
take " up the body and bring it here, and
you will gain all my gratitude."
Lambert Von Moll reflected for a mo-'
nient, and deciding that it was hot too
great a price for the heart of Gertrudo, he
like the two others, ' promised punctuality
ana discretion, and accordingly withdrew
to make his preparations.
Sigismond do Vletter then came to pay
his respects to Mr. and Mrs. Stocks ; he
wished Gertrude good evening, and con
versed a few moments with her, while tak
ing a turn in the garden. Having drawn
mm aside, Gertrude, who had her projects,
proposed ho should in his turn assume a
character in her comody. But Sigismond,
who perceived some malicious intention in
spite of her grave tones, told hor that for
anything serious or important, she might
command him ; but that such childishness
was only proper for children. The co
quette not finding him very complaisant,
left him. .
The night was very cold, and at nine
o'clock Gilles Collins arrived at the Roman
tomb. He had furnished himself with a
small lantern, not being very courageous.
He went all around the tomb, and carefully
examined the bushes and every place in
which ho thought any one might be con
cealed, and then, not at all reassured by the
silence and solitude which surrounded him,
he extinguished his light, and enveloped
himself from head to foot in a long white
sheet which he had brought, concealed
under his coat, then extending himself at
full length in the tomb, soon became as
gloomy and motionless as the object he
personated. Very lugubrious were the
thoughts that passed through his mind
while lying there in his winding sheet. A
very long quarter of an hour had elapsed,
when he was startled by the cry of a screech
owl. He uncovered his eyes and looked
around, but could see nothing except some
vague reflections of light in the direction
of town. Soon, however, he heard, through
the silence of the night, footsteps which
were evidently ooming towurds him. He
raised his head ; rays of light caught his
eyes, aud he saw not far off a mysterious
phantom, habited in a long robe of cloth
of. silver which was coullued by a blue
girdle. The head of tills apparition was
crowned with stars (made of gilt paper)
while from its shoulders floated two large
pieces of muslin, representing wings.
Poor Gilles, who had not forseen such
an Incident, cowered dqwn under his sheet,
utterly unable to explain the meaning of
what he saw.
"It is an angel," said he to himself. But
the angel coughed.
" It is not an inhabitant of heaven,"
thought Gilles, "if it is one of the sorcer
ers, I am in a very bad situation."
The angel, on his part appeared to be ill
at ease. He cast an oblique glance at the
winding sheet that covered tho dead, and
did not appear anxious to make a closer
examination. Holding the torch in his
hand, Wenceslas Stroobant, thus trans
formed into an angel, appeared to make a
great effort to seat himself at the foot of
the tomb, and if tho dead had not been in
such a state of perturbation, he would
have noticed that the angel was trembling
with cold, or something else. Wenceslas
seemed to have contracted a very bad cold,
which was manifested by a severe fit of
coughing and sneezing, and boing unable
to find his handkerchief, he was obliged to
use one of his wings to wipe tho moisture
from his nose and mantle.
"That is not an angel, certainly,"
thought the dead ;" "it must be a sorcerer.
Who knows if he should not bo master of
ceremonies? He is there with his torch to
call the others, and I shall find myself in
the midst of their revels, aud if the devil
presides over them, what shall I do ?"
While making these disagreeable reflec
tions he wag struck by the sudden agita
tation of the angel of the torch, who ap
peared to behold a fearful object. It was
the third personage approaching.
This latter (Lambert Von Moll) was dis
guised as a spectre of darkness. As he
drew near, the light of the torch, which
gleamed upon him at intervals, gave him
a fearful appearance. He did not appear
greatly terrified, but probably from mo
tives of prudence he approached in a zig
zag line, pausing now and then as though
he saw something he did not expect. The
silvery robe of the angel glittered in the
torchlight, and Lambert could not account
to himself for this singular costume.
As the angel whose trembling limbs re
fused to support him, remained fixed in his
place, Lambert decided to make a flank
movement, and accordingly ho passed
around the other end of the tomb.
nis disguise was frightful ; he was muf
fled in an ox hide, which was adorned with
the long horns and the ears ; his face was
blackened, and the lower part of it con
cealed by an immense red beard. In his
hand he carried one of those wooden forks
which are used to spread new mown hay.
Wenceslas, who bad nevor lost sight of the
demon, now signalized himself by the
greatest effort of courage he had ever
made in his life. He suddenly advanced,
with the torch at arms length before him,
and tho spectre recoiled. But the flame
touched Lambert's great beard, and in an
instant it was a blaze. He quickly tore it
off and sprang on the augol, whose torch
fell and was extinguished.
They seized each other by the hair, mu
tually astonished, perhaps, at finding each
other palpable
The corpse who had Been-all, and had
begun to question whether it was" really a
scene among the witches, now took Wen
ceslas and Lambert for a good and a bad
angel who were disputing possession of
him, and overcome by a terrible fear, he
suddenly sprang out of his tomb with his
winding sheet around him, and took to
flight across the fields.
Tho two champions, seeing the dead
rush forth, were seized with the same ter
ror, and letting go of each other by com
mon consent, they fled as though pursued
by all the witches.
The three lovers returned to their re
spective lodgings, utterly overcome by
what they had seen and passed through ;
and the next day none of them were able
to leave their beds. To finish their adven
tures, Gertrude sent word to them that
they must have very little esteem for her,
since, instead of fulfilling their promises,
they had run away iu such a ridiculous
manner. And she married Sigismond,
W Whatever profession a young man
may choose, let him take heed lest he
merge his profession of a man in his pro
fession of law, or medicine, or journalism,
or whatever it be. A man's profession
should always be incidental and subordi
nate to himself, never the chief thing to be
said about him. There was once a cynical
Frenchman who, recognizing that be had
made the mistake we have warned against,
had engraved upon his tomb by way of
epitaph : "Born a man ; diod a grocer."
Don't let it be said of you that, born a
man, you died a tradesman, no matter
what the trade may be, liberal or mechani
cal. ,..
tW Never put much confidence iu suoh
as put po confidence in others. A man
prone to suspect evil is mostly looking In
his neighbor for what he sees in himself.
As to the pure all things are pure, even so
to the impure, all things are impure.
tST Fight hard against a hasty temper.
Anger will come, but resist it stoutly. A
spark may sot a house on fire. ' A fit r,
passlou may give you cause to mourn all
the days of your life.'
An Unpleasant Fix.
OUR old frjond, Judge Tom Farrar, of
Lake Providence, who is kuown
throughout the Stato as a lawyer and
jurist of eminent abilities, and a gentleman
of most lovable character, tells, at his own
expense, and with the keenest gusto, a
story which we think is too good to lose.
It appears that some years ago, while rid
ing through one of the prettiest districts of
North Louisiana, he came, about sundown,
to a creek which was so deep as to neces
sitate a swimming feat. The Judge being
a man of vigorous and invincible deter
mination, no sooner realized this emer
gency than he promptly dismounted, un
dressed himself with great dispatch, and,
attired only in his high plug hat and a pair
of spectacles, bestrode his gallant cob and
urged him to the venture.
After a dosperato struggle, the otlier
side was gained, and the Judge, again dis
mounting, this time with a profound sigh
of relief, was about to resume his integu
ments, when the horse, started from his
his side and trotted slowly down the road.
Of course the Judge had no resource but
to trot after him, and thereupon there en
sued one of the most remarkable and pict
uresque chases ever known in history or
tradition. The horse appeared to have no
motive save that of keeping a certain dis
tance ahead of the Judge, and of finding
some comfortable barn yard, where he
might refresh himself after such glgantio
efforts. The Judge, whatever may have
been his ambitions, confined himself to the
effort of keeping the truant beast iu sight.
It must have been a cheerful and in
vigorating experience to see the Judge
trotting briskly along that smooth and
sandy road, bis venerable- plug hat pulled
over his spectacles bobbing up and down
upon his nose. The chase was long, and
tho moisture of great exertion would gath
er on his brow, and then, when he reached
around for his handkerchief, alas it was
not thore. All of which had the effect of
impressing the Judge with his very pe
culiar and unfortunate situation, and im
parting renewed play and lightness to his
legs.
So the two bowled pleasantly along, pre
serving a steady relative distance, until
just as the setting sun was reddening the
distant hills and touching the Judge's
manly form with gold, the horse whisked
suddenly into a gate and bolted with eager
haste toward a stable dimly visible in the
distance.
The farm house sat in a grove of treec,
whose shadows, made a great darkness
around it, and from this grove, as the
Judge was scampering furiously after his
horse and wardrobe, there issued sundry
yollow dogs, surly of moin and shaggy of
appearance. The Judge felt that it would
be utterly impossible under these circum
stances to assume that majesty of aspect
and fearlessnoss of gaze which is currently
believed to be the correct thing with dogs,
and so, seeing a friendly gate post near at
hand, he gave one wild bound and reached
its summit just as the leanest and fiercest
of the dogs snapped viciously at his legs.
When the uproar had subsided, and the
Judge, realizing the absurdity of the sit
uation, had regained his customary frame
of mind, a fomale voice was heard calling
from tho house :
"Who's there?"
" A fellow creature is distress, madam."
" Where are you ?"
"Un the gate post," said the Judge,
beginning to enjoy the joke.
" What can I do for you."
It was too much. The Judge's old
humor and quizzical love of merriment
came over him :
" Call off these dogs and bring me all
the fig leaves on the place."
A Heavy "Sell."
" I know'd Qua well. We'd been part
ners in Californy. He was one of the best
fullers I ever knowod, and we was always
gettin' sells on one another. But Gus got
the heaviest thing on me when be died !
As soon as he was shot I see he was a
goner. I heled him up on the bank, and
eased off all I could, sayin' over all the
Bible I knowed, aud promisin' to give his
watch and gun to his folks. But Gus
wanted me to agree to send him to FrtaoV
where he livod. So I promised, and .in
died happy. Well, I buried him - on juie
spot temporary. Three years after, when
I cal'ated he was about eat up, I weut for
his bones. Now what do you think Gua
bad been and gone and done ? Why, as be
was buried iu alkili, he'd gone turned him
self into solid stone, and then he expected
me to freight on him all the way to Frisco (
I did it though, but that was the last load
Gus ever got on me 1" When Jeff had con
cluded this touching reminisoence of bis
departed friend, he stopped his horse and
took a drink to his memory.
KIT The proverb that " God helps those
who help themselves" was well paraphras
ed by a little fellow who tumbled into a
fountain and was nearly drowned. Pale
and dripping, be was put to bed, and when
bis mother requested the young man to
thank God for saving him, Young America
answered : "I 'spose God did save me, but
then J held on to the grass, too.