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The flamesleapt like , some winged steed That rides on fire in his night— They leapt from tossing Op and height QJ rosin pine to fragrant fir— , They seemed to loose themser, to Whirl Like sportive birds, and'in th fir speed 'Leap on in long advance. and dart" Red glancei through the forest's heart. The birds rose far, a feathered cloud, And flew toward 'the cone of griow ; The fierce flame saw them, and he came, : Came leaping like some great third wave , Across the , tossing tops of fire. The flame leapt high, then high, then higher, He sounded :ike some hollow, cave, He leapt like some mad steed; he neighed, He laughed to see them fly, and lo His nostrils tanned the stars, to flame. He: then drew back, then neighed aloud, Then blew a breath that made a cloud, Then breathed, then saw the b irds once more, inc.!! leapt more furious than before, • - :And when he now careering came . • With crash and crackle from the ground, Like upward comet in a bound, The cloud of feathers icesaflame. • TWO MINUTES. TOE WAS not b If as ;good looking; J but Jennie liked him a great deal bet ter and, indeed, it vras only sometimes that, in a caprice, she- fancied she liked Mark Mahlon at all.', , Joe Thurston was the driver and Mark Italdon the fireman of freight train No. 99, which stopped regularly, all the year round at Redwood station, to let Light ning Express No. 70 paSs; No. 99 whistled at xoips p. m. invari ably ; at 11 Joe had IJennie' in his arms; kissing her almost to' death. .This was, . - . of course ; after they were married. Jennie lived in the, only house, and kept the only store there was at,Redwood, and all the company she had, after dark, was her old grandfather and the little dog—at least, till the ' train arrived, and then Joe and Mark made their appear ance. I Thus the bourting Was done. . Some how, although each or Jennie's lovers kept a sharp eye on' th other, yet both found opportunities to propose. She ac-- c,tpted Joe, and when she informed Mark next night what she had d ne, he turned pale, and then congratal ted , her, and when he got aboard his gine he was i unsober. It was tl , e beginning of his min ; and on the night Joe and I Jennie were mar ried—which was but aIbbr i ef - ceremony, /18 Joe _was pressed for iime—Mark was not in a condition to , take his place on thelrain, and on tht day following the company dispensed 'With his future ' ser vices. ' From that time Mark,' is the' expres sion is, went to the . bad. His little 4sav ingshe proceeded rapidly to drink' up, and this dissipation made" ,the usual ehangee, and soon, in ' appearance, ma'n ners, speech, and the rest, he was .a 'dif ferent man. • ' I Sometimes he dropped `into ,the little glop, and more than onee Jennie spoke to him in reproof, but . ‘rith- gentleness ; and it was only when sh l e perceived that those well meant reproaches made him . a treat deal worse that 'she ceased to offer them. It it a terrible sight to see, a human Filing sinking in _ thedark and dreadful pu)t in. this way ;latit , down, down he went, and no - -mortal :'hand could save him. ' . I don't know when or . how ieNWitß, but hp imporCeptible degree Jennie grew afraid of Mark Maldon. He had , never altered one word of love to' herafter her marriage, nor had .he seemed to like her. huphand the leas ; but, somehow, w ea rner she saw Mark's_ white and swollen face coming in at: the, door, or beh4d, the * distant wood, his bent ;and furtive figure gliding softlyover the hroken, twigs and - dry' grass like a', ghost, her heart felt a nervous pang , and she Wish ed he would go away ,to live. somewhere else—or—(was it wicked ?)—that might even die and be at rest. Matters went on much as 'usual till ane evening to October, when, about ten o'clock, looking up. froM her Sowing, J-tinie beheld - a pallid face at the window staring in at her intently. .. - ' Somethihg , jiimped intd her Throat, "d she eonld :dot :.,'stir or:speaE, l But, then the face went away, and OreSently ttt door opened and Mark camellia the glop. "Didn't know me ?"' he said, advanc ing and leaning across the ,counter.: liel* you are not. frightened, Jennie. It wtte thoughtless of me; but I just *amt.'. a peep, at i'fireside comfort, area I tear I base iquissed, eb ; ? .1744 did. 1, 4* 80 cosy - 'and content - sitting 'there„ lad I'd give something handsome Whim `Pretty wife waiting at the_ hearth for mo; and, really, you innan't mind on e e eveadropping„ Jennie, will you There wat, , ielzkethioir mournful in his 6 eke, voice; sine words that totOed - her 6 1)19 - , and this was the• - more notice 'le from the fact_that,..forpuee E he Ms enterely sober. '' "Yes, Mark,' you ' frightened me -ter ribly -, buti t's gone now. Why don't you d o better ?—you .know what I mean —and I am sure you ' will not find it hard to get the pretty wife and the do mestic happiness both." ~ He shook ihis head'. T 00, late.. I've, missed my trip.. 'I don't blame!anybody, s though-;. 7 .0n1y my luck, you know. Joe is .due pretty soon noW, isn't'he'?" ' He glancednt the clock and nodded; lind 'then sald : . "I've felt iwfully=tired and. cold , all' the evening, and—and.=lOnesome.. I don't believe I ever knew Myself . to be 80 . lonely before, ' and he laughed in a melancholy way, fiddling at the same time with the scales on the counter. "And I declare," he went ori, glancing round- oddly,."this is such,a pretty scene that it--it makes my heart ache, Jennie, ts) think that I have no share, in it. , The 'pleasant glow 'of - the chimileY corner for, Joe, and the cold and snow for Mark ! Such is fate, and a fellow oughn't to complain, ought he ?'' Jennie never felt so .uncomfortable in herlife. She was h ot `afraid of him any longer ; but she wished \he would go.— Still he stood there 2talking in the same melancholy (strain, and: at lenth came ' th? shrill scream 01 the engine's whistle outside, andthen very; soon after, entersmoky ed Joe, smoky `and:all bkgrimmed, but 'all smiles and good huinor, "Four minutes late,",said Mark, glanc ing up at the clock. - . "Yes, my fireman was -taken sick at the cut above," said Joe, after kissing his wife, as usual, "and I made the run from the last station alone: I don't know what I'm to do—unless—by Jove ! 1 just thought of it—l can get you to go with me, Mark:' "The company mightn't like it, Jbe," said Mark; witsli the same strange depres sed smile.' , •, - "In a case like this there's no 'Choice. I Can't keep my train here all night, and I can't go on without a fireman. Come, I'lltake the . responsibility and make it worth your while." ' , Jennie looked uneasY. Mark . Mahlon rubbed his hands together in a feeble, imbecile sort of way, hesitating. I "The company didn't treat me right," 'he replied ; "but that wasn't Your fault, Joe. Well, I'll tielp you out. I always if ik do a friendly, turn when I eau.' ' - "Good !- ; There's the expre now." added - Joe,as the whistle of Isto. 7 sound. en, and the' train went thunder' g by. "_Let's get 'aboard at once I must make up for lost time.' "Very well, I'll just get my coat and 'be on the engine' in two minutes ;" and Mark Meldon hurried out._: _ "Good-by, Jennie," said Joe, "I must be off." . ' - ' -`,`Joe," she hesitated, "I half wish you were not going to take that man l'' . Joe started. , . , "Why. ?" . . "I don't know. I don't feel quite sat isfied.'' ; ' , . • "Pshaw, Jennie t Mark - never harmed any one but himself, and he couldn't harm. me if he wanted to.-- I guess I run the engine, don't I, little girl ?" "Pleitse -don't take hini.', . "And keep my . train _standing here all night, and be, discharged to=tnorrow . morning ? nonsense! I,must clear the track, darling. You forget that* . there's another- express yet.- You don't 'want a 'collision, do you ? _Good-bye, Jennie, darling." • - - ~ . "Take care of yourself, Joe," she said, very pile and_ trembling, and almost try ing to detain', him.. ; . "Don't'leirie your engine a minute." '.- .He laughed. .' : ~ - .1. never do. Againgi.the rules." 4 few. -minutes later; freight' No. 99 svas on its way, : Joe at- , his 7 accustomed Most, and'Markn hie 4..9ffice, of ftre-, man. , - ' i ' - ' - ' 44 Nowi*hat's the ink - illations, Joe ?" laid Mirk,- much _more cheerfully; hiif ilpirits rising with the speed they were making as they tore along through the ' rnal bight. 1 ) "Weil We go on as bard 'as we can till 1 . we reach Clear Spring, and there We pall doer to •the south ,siding , and let NO. 80 ep.ress pass,,nud, then we have the right o -way all the rest of the route." l'i (After, Clear' Spring there is no eitikg 1 tiff 'We reach "Apsiey Junsition seven nines ,beyondT?" - . - , ' ,r;."Nune. ,We wait sixteen • minutes - if `necessary, at Clear Spring,7 replied Joe, &wisely. 1 ~ . -., ' , 1 , "All right., ißv-the-way,l haven't had a;drink to 7 day-. - I brought a flask along" said Mark, proaticing the 'article and uu 7 screwing t, 'top, which formed a cup.— "Take' a, nip.- .Cold night; won't hurt you." Joe shot* his heo. "1 never totich_it When- 'l'm on duty," „"Once and away won% hart you, JoG ' it's good stuff, and won't' do you any harm." , i, "Well, Perhaps One I drink ''won't hurt Your health .l ' '.: -- . i. .. l Re drank., Three minutes Afterward Ili. ifits OS igiipabie of r exercial,pg his Ise 'ides fs.if he had :iisifillOed 'a, .ftwFte t itbait) "raged,: 'his siert 'Vogue dim, 1 . , : . 4 MONTROSE, PA., SEPT. 13, 1876. his. limbs relaxed, and, he fell helple. upon the bench built against the side the cab. A lurid triumph filled the eyes Mark Maldon. He flung the bottle c of the window, and siezed the hate that governed the movement of the lo motive. hav owed you along debt, Jo he snouted above the ' roar of the 'who "and aoo I can pay it with comp° interest I You took everything from and mad me what I am,: and - now gives me linv revenge !" Joe was incapable of - moving, ,but senses some degree still remained. "What, are you going to n do ?" he gs ed. "You shall see." The wretch pulled the lever, and engine 14tped suddenly as a horse boil when pricked with a - spur. Every poi of steam she could bear with safety fi instantaueons, explosion was put oil, the trai dashed forward at lightn] speed. "Remembet Clear Sprin:Ercsilimg," gam ed Joe, hardly conscious. "I shall remember to pass it," yelled Mark, with demonic joy,- above the clat ter and crashing of stich mighty .ma chinery. "I looked into your home to night, Joe Thurston, and saw your, hap. piness; and then I asked myself where was my home and where my happiness ? I saw your wife—the woman I lcved, and of whom you yobaed me. It was a com fortable reflection—all that love and peace for you, all the shaine and . des pair for me My chance to get even came before I dreamed of it. You are in my power now, and I'll use it. We both die to-night." ' Ile stooped and ' siezed Thurston's watch. • ~'Every minute brings us nearer to death. Ha, ha I We are at Clear Spring already," he cried, glancing out; 'but we stop. No, no I We go on till weemasb into the express, and be ground to 'atoms." - This horrible design seemed to. sober Joe' somewhat. He at last comprehend edit. . "My God, -Mark, have merc7 I" he groaned. "Think 'of my poor wife. -Re verse the engine\ or we are lost.", "I do think of your wife, 'and, that nerves me to go to my'death smiling and joyously„because you go along- With-me," returned the fiend. "More steam, more steam, if we blow up I What care I r He turned to the , coal tender. There was a flash in his . face, a report rang.out, and he-tottered and dropped down among the wheels. Sothething hot spurted up ward—blood—and the train jolted. A woman clambered down from among the coal. It was Jennie, pale as death, revolver in liandi . ' "You, Jennie, or is itlancy ?," mooned poor Joe. . • , "it is I, Joe. I distrusted that , man, you remember, and before the train, left, I aimed Myself and sprang on the last car. You made such speed' that I have been all this time getting here; I wasn't used to run on along the roofs, you know, and leaping from one Oar. to an other ; but here I am, and just in time, Joe." • "God bless you, darling; but I fear it is too late. Where is my watch ?" "That villain took it , with him when he' dropped under the wheels. What is to be done ?" "We must go on just is we are going now. If we_can't reach Apsley Junction be e fore the'express, we are lost." And so they still - tore on thiough the murky night, plunging deathward with every second. '! Jennie looked steadily ahead. . "I Bee-alit:item "A lantern I" he cried, tryipg to rise. "It it the switchman:=at — Apsley 'Junc tion I" At, the- same instant both heard , the wearied and ' ' .ominous scream of a'ivhis. "It is the exPress approaching at the other end 1" shouted Joe, with the and den energy of despair... "It ve , haie two minutes in our favor me- are eavtd:l What is the' color of the lantern, Jennies darling ?''' "Red, and he WaVeB il tip and' running germ the track:" "Sound the whistle ?Our times I" Joe screamed. "It is the signal to switch us She knew how; Three thriOcing blasts and a! long concluding wail The watchman had set his lantern doiii.• One minute!;/ • ,' Over, the - rails they jumped, and were, ante on the siding. With, a rusty .greau the switchman.cloied-theiWitch. A flash and a yell, and . etpteas `No' - 80' had eafelY passed. Both trains, mere securt.- `.1.!%v0 . min.; , des! • . IKisi3 rime; danger now- she whispered. 'He caught her just in tor, she bail fainted. versed_ the engine s :. and ',the , standing 0a,,,, Li ,t Thef„,old'switchinati,„llol,2llfiriPirtga came. f*Yon,whistled : in - the 'Mali': Of ftioiti,' be said, tremulously. "Thete only two minutes , between yon and' eternity, my man • . `7wo minutes," said Joe, ."and a wo mans loving heart I" And that was. true. - THE HORSE DEALER'S STORY. M'ANY , YEARS ago, before the era of rnikoads, and when . highwaymen- Is, nd me ate abounded along the great , route' from Calais to, Paris, a noted drover, who had been to Boulogne with a large, droie of horses, vithich he had ' sold for cash, NO oveltakeh by night. on' his return; 'near Maequise. He remembered that a little distance ahead was- aquiet inn - he had never stOpped'at, and he determined to spend the night there. As.he rode up toithe house, the land lord, a respectable looking person, receiv ed lila hOrse and led .him away to the sta ble, white he invited the: drover to enter the - public sitting-room. Here lie found two young men, one of I : om f whrobi his resemblance to the land- _ _ 70 — rcl erecogiiiied as his 'sop the other, I somewhat older, from his manners, ap- peared also tc helong to the family. Im mediately after Opper (durina ' which the. drover stated where he had been. and what good luck he had mt-t with,) the. 'son mounted a horse, and stating that he was going to Marqui§e to stay all night, rode off. The drover; having looked af ter. the comfort' of his horse, soon after requbsted the landlord to sho . w. him .to 118 room. As the traveler slipped ,off his gar ments,. he felt fir the, leathern belt about his waist, to see thfitt it was secure.. Tnis contained his goldiwhile his paper money was in a large wallet, carried in a pocket made for the purpose, in the inside of his vest. Depositing these articles beneath his pillow, he extinguished the light and threw himself, upon the ird, whO, over come by weariness, he soon fell asleep. How long helm(' been in this state of forgetfulness he could not tell, when he was aroused to wakefulness by- the sound of some person "endeavoring to open ithe window near the head of the bed. At the same time he heard suppreged.voices withoUt, as of several persons in whis pered consultation. Startledlby tbis auspicious appearance of things, the *over reached toward the, chair on which he had thrown his clothes,. for his whpois; but to his dismay, he remembered that on his arrival, when preparing to -- wash off the dust of his journey; he had laid them, aside, within the bar; and had neglected to resume them.: • Scarcely conscious of what he was do ing, the, iefenseless drover slipped from the foot of the bed; and hid himself in the 'darkness behind a lot of women's dresses suspended from the wall, and Watched the motions of a man who was now slowly and cautiously entering the room.' He even fancied he could detect the reflection of the dim light upon an upraised -knife as the man approached the be 4 with staggering and uncertain steps. But great was his relief 'when, instead of an attempt at murder, the in truder carelessly shuffled on his clothes, and throwing himself into the bed he had just vacated, was soon in a sound sleep. • _ • 1 • • Not knowing what to make of this • • strange affair, the , drover ! determined to dress himself, call up. the landlord; and have this singular intrusion explained. He bad reached his-,cldPies, ,and slipped on his trousers, and was moving toward the door, 'when StePs_Were heard cautious ly: croasitigibe (*ter' rOpm. Once more he sought the 'aihelteeof the :diessesi which completely ;: screened his person, and awaited, the ,entrance of the persons, whoever I'l4' Might:be. Presently, the ddor of . the rod* Was . 800t1Y - opened; and two men mane; their appearance. it -WSB 'not - su :durlr - but that the diciier cttuld readily:distinguish -them to be the innkeeper:andithe man he had seen at the table.' - "Step lightlii, - ;1‘ tell 'Yon " vrbispered wake him tip,aud then vile'll::have a pretty mess ,ori char hands." "Nonsepie 1" replied the other,- with an oath. ' "YOU arts glared, old Man." "Scared 1" repeated the first speaker.— "No man: ever told Jean. Gamer . 'beftire he was Scared. ,Here k .give me the knife. Pa show you who is ?cared. You secure ihe lender the pillow--I saw him put it there;_and do thereat." The old man': was' advance,' and as .he stood. between ,the window r and the 'drover, the'latter coaldisee his foriif-bent over the bed, • while _his hand seemed to beiearobing beneath -the pillow. ": "Here; Ilenri - .:—take it. Here's the wallet, and there's' the" belt. How heavy it is I" and he passed the money to: his companion. before, Ilia, , Other 'had yet. reached the bedside. The - Old'inan put his hand jia,biabO= eiatil in& the 'trembling 'drover • Arrive' forth'the' long blade the' - other haa given:him. For an instant : the inuid* ous .weson was poiae4A4er,hisbead r and thin - de'Oended upon, t)fe' pewit)the . ;poor -Wretch in the z. The murderer paUred'in • bia!sitork for VOL.. -- '3 . 3.N.c):. 3.7 an instant, as if to satisfy himself that' life was instinct and then mved quick ly from the room. As soon as the 'sound of his footsteps had* died in the distance, 'the horror stricken drover escaped through the Win dow, and' ran with all his speed to Mir- Oise. where, arousing, the people of the fide], he told hii fearful story.' A crowd soon collected about' hiM; and-accompa nied him to the' fearful murderer. All about the 1101183' was still, but on approaching the barn -a , light *As this v eyed- within - and, moving no elessly to the door, and peering thrOugh the cracks, the two murderers were, found in thc,act of digging a grave bett_eath the floor. A. rush ivas made upon theni,andThey mere arrested. • lie the sight of the dros;er, who was the first td.confrout the guilty Wretches, the landlord uttered a shriek ,of terror, and fell to the ground, while his accom plice, as pale as a corpse, gazed upon him with a fright, not doubting it WAS the' ghost' of the murdered man who, stood before him. • The party now proceeded to the house, dragging the murderers after them. Lights were procured, and still keep• ing their pritioners with them e the people entered the room where lay - the body of the man so stratngely. murdered instead of the horse dealer. The wife and daugh ter followed. When the covering was removed frog the.face of the corpse, and the full light of- the candles flared . upon it, .a wild cry burst from thf. lips of the landlord's wife. "My son—my murdered son ! Who has done this ?" - And with a hysterical scream - she fell to the floor. . • "No, no ! it can't be so, mother !" ex claimed ,the daughter ' as she struggled to reach the bed. But thee terrible truth burst upon her as her eyes fell up 4 the mangled form of her brother i - and she also swooned upon the body. • The cries of the broken hearted fe males seemed to arouse the old man for a moment ; and gazing- wildly at the sight before him, he also realized the terrible truth. He-had murdered his own goal On investigating the filets before the magistrate on the.. following -day; it was ascertained that the son of, the innkeeper, ;who was• a dissipated yoUng,man, had visited Marquise the previous evening, where, with some of his assooiates,he had been engaged in drinking and gambling till a late hour ; - and being too much-in toxicated, to' remount :his .horse, and ashamed to meet his family, some of his fellow gamble,rs had accompanied :him home; and supposing the room in which the drover had been put to be Vacant,they had assisted the drunken man into the window. It ;wee their • voices the lodger had heard ; and thus it was that . the hap less youth met his death . and our friend escaped. The accomplice of the landlord prov ed to be his own son in-law; Henri Le grand. - From that awful hour the wretched mother of that murdered boy, murdered' ,by his father's hand, remained a raving `maniac. It is only necessary.to add, in conclud ing this tale of horror, that the drover, recovered his money,; and justice. claim ing her due, the two murderers paid the penalty .of their crime upon the•guillo- Shortly after, this last event, he people of Marquise, to whom the- amine • of the unnatural murder had become as ePesore, assembled` and leveledthe build.; ing 'to the groitmli• The Spot now cei:;' eri3d with brambles :atid thistles, ant ,pointed out to the strange; as. the -pleoe to be avoitietr;for the ignorant assert that it is haunted by the 'ghost of the rtniirdered eon: - -• _ .An old lady pos!essd 9f large for tune, and noted for. - her penchant ,for use of figurative 'einressiotik . One dafas-, sembled her grandchildren lowing conversation I tonlrplaess4 . l . ! ‘4 "My children," : Raul ; thy' 1 14 a the root and Your the branenes : !",i. k . "Graodms,"said' ode: "I was thinlctnehow" muQh beta fthiti'': branches :would., flourish if thelifot way tinder grottn(l.7.,i ncr . k A dandy` Wae one - evening in eamp4l4, young lady, and oblerving• hey" kiaB her favorite poodhyhe advantiedand::' begged the favor,oremarking that).: she ought t have ; ae ) mgeb,- eharityfor him as.she to shOwn the iteg. said _the belle, never kissed ir4r:clag. when he wat a inipte'l-ThifelliiirbiA the hint and . was off instaatjy, lect,zl.tp-) - : ~,....,...,_,,,t ~ People tell the.fto,l of a. Maallte i 'Stilled at tlialoase bf a deiglOon t "her ii mile' from lila °it'd T horitie, early 'fri, 'the' in(iiining, and .altenAlre wad edlottitia; Silted bio*U o l l :a Ohltb, ,andoott;, 80444 totea3 ; 49* . 4reaki,m6 - 4011g. _ 1 4 f,loit.oilspod . „„ iii ik 1 .. 121/(,t‘oiratoP).cor ~.011:10.ja ou mu ? , a :thiveent tkie 'to tell yoti.r , • , . 21, A. ittg.;'.. ritl;- .i..-1.',: ..41 , ,41Xti ~ , , A difflotatlook to pick—Oat fr om a iiidd hos&
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