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° VOLUME LXXIL
THE CARLISLE HERALD.
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FATHOMING BRAINS.'
I onco took a fancy to fathom tho bralna
Of thoso I might meet on I,lfo's highways and lanes;
',So I bought a good lead line-of monstrous longth,
And ono that was noted for toughness and strength.
I resolved that, Ilk° David of old, I would slug,
And chroniclo all the groat decal of nu' sling.
from the ground. One guesses at the
first glance that it is y slaughter house.
On the left th . efe is a wooden trellis
work; yoti perceive through it a' quer
tared ox, hnngto the ceiling by enormous
pulleys. Largo pools of l i dood flowed.
over the flags into a trench, which was
full of shapeless remains. The light
Comes froM the top, from between the
chimneys, whose weathercbcks - are 'cut
out against a corner of the sky as large
as one's hand ; and • the roofs .pf the
neighboring houses cast dark shadows
on the lower stories. In the farther end
of this place there is a shed ; under the
shed a . pile ; on the pile somci, ladders,
some heaps of straw and of rope, a coop
for chickens, and an old, worn-out rabbit-
And threw to the deep me" and paid out the I hutch. _
Well, the first one I met was n man with a boil— .
Imported, no doubt, from the '' Emerald end " •
I throw in my Ilse, and prepared to find out
'rho depth of the brain. Ito carried
When, to I—don't dietni'Llt l—the toot, nt full s:op,
Brouglhl up, with a-thump, very near to the top I
The next a - remarkably dresHy young men,
Whom kids kept his hands from pollutlon'and tnn
And—trtly I—the lead, velthm sudden re-bound,
Bonnced out of his cranium on to the ground I
I was oat surprlsod, for I scarcely expected
To find It much better In one no affected I •
Thon I canto to aimebWith manners much mvuutort
roul
Y.t I thought I d fathom tile brains :o uhtrt
metro,
MEM
And found that It t oY rialto o volume of floe.
No wonder! for sorely it shall Le eo recess
When the Mau hod completed such volunfes
verse!
The fourth was a doctor ex grave as the dead—
.' wondered what wisdom wee stored in hie head
But—ead to relate of thio curer of illo,
With his lotions and potions, and pIJ o c rand pill
Ills brains, 11l comporting with such knowing I .oh.
Weradocolvlng us pools In dark, shadowy nooks I
The fifth a philosopher, plodding nlong,
And arguing right out of evorytlting wrong.' •
I found that tho bruins 'noatli forolicad spotlit°,
Woro frequontly muddy, ud oftoo quite. shallow;
That, though ho cpUld toil that rod tub woo nu
blood,
tohyl and 14_1‘,11treforc . .! wero Just
. F19,11...as mud
A minister, then, w th his cap and his gown,
Como Jogging ,lung on his way to.the town.
I awaited my chance, then throw lu tbo,lead,
To nod that, in this good old reverend head,
Tim doctrinal rocks—with Mourn and seam,
And sectarian sandbars—had choked up tho atralm
I next met a farmer, all rouglionetl 14 toll, .
Moe. bands were as brown as tbo frosbly.plowc.
Whose voice wan de rough al the low of his bine,
♦nd hin garments were certainly nut very lino
But the depth of Ills brains could .by no mann cum
pare
With his eurface appearance and countryfied air I
Ills wife woo n good, hnnostopilet old soul,
IVho looked jll4 nn deep rts a soup-plate• or bowl ;
Yu! I heaved out my lend—lt veent'in with n splash
dnok deoper and deeper—and, quick-an a flash.;
I mad& up my mind that appearance Inkulor
le no kind of gauge to the hidden . Moder I
A statesman soon after my notice engaged—
A maker of laws for tho young and tho aged—
Rut I found that Ids Madam warn so muddled by
drlnk
net the lead I heaved over I could nut mato snit I
And this lutroduc'ed'a long tralu of end thought
About the amount of Metress rum had wrought
I fathomed Iho wealthy, and oft found that gold
Took tlmplace of the brad. that for pelf they hnd
told—
That, though they stare et ylod the polite nod re
They quite often lacked In refinement of mind
I , fathomed tho poor Ina Waller manner,
And often found rear. 'neath Povorty's banner
I found that great gatemen and morchanta of
rank
Olt Into oblivion hopelonly eniik
When compared with their.'n..ighbo-n of moanor
degree—
Tho farmer, the utlller, the Weeksmith—all three;
And therefore I moo to the conclusloni th it follow
That the moot wolld 1 witlng aro often tno , t hollow—
That those who appear to have boort depth of mind
We often the best informed alarlarsteay
That roughness play, like the unpolished sea-Jhell,
Ilidn henuteouszerner Or Its torturous cv
il—
And that th•„o who are highest In Uhurth or In
State
Ai• act ofnccessfey always (ha grant !
Till! If TSTERIOU.:S" ,9KETCEL
Opposite to tho chapel of gut. &halt's,
at Nuremberg, at the corner of the
street of tho Trobans, stands a little inn,
narrow and high, with gabled front,
dusty panes, and the roof crowned with
a plaster, Virgin. It was there that I
passed tho saddest days of my life. I
had gono:to Nuremberg to study the old
German masters ; but, for want of ready
monoy, I was obliged to `do portraits.
• Aesi what portraits! Fat gossips, with
. their cat on their knees ; alderman, in
wigs; burgomasters, in. three-cornered
hilts—the wholh colored in °ciao gild
'vermilion. From portraits I came down
to penail-sktitches, and from sketches/to
silhonetees. There is nothing * so
wretched' as having the landlord of a
hotel constantly after ono, with pinched .
lips, shrill voice, and imupdent• manner,
coming every day and saying "Como
now I do y_on. intend_to pay mo soon,
sir? Do you 'know how much your bill
is ? No ; that Is nothing to you. You
oat, drinlc,. and sleep quietly. The Lord
.giveth food to the little birds . . This
gentleman's bill amounts to two hun
. dred florins, ten kroutzers.' It is hardly
wqrth'speaking of." Those who have
not hoard 'this song sung can have no
idea what it is. Love of .art,lmagina
tion, sacred onthushisrh for thd heautiful,.
aro all dried up before the breath of such
a scoutidrel. • Ono becomes awkward,
timid ; all one's energy is lost, as well as
the feeling of ono's personal dignity,
— and 'one salutes with great respect the
burgomaster Schnugans when he passes
in the distance I ,
Ono night, not having a penny, as
usual; an being threatened With prison
by this/worthy Master Rap, I resolved
'to
,olat him by cutting, my throat.
Wits this agrooablo thought,.seated on
m y , 'Rallet-hed 'opposito tho window, I
iiir myself up to a thousand philo
. sephiCal reflections Which wore more or
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less pleasant. ' . .
'_ " What is
,man ?" said I - to myself.
4, An' omnivorous animal. • Ms Jaws,
which are, provided fangs, incisors
and molar teal], aro prop sufficient
thereof. The fangs are MO:, F tearing
meat,, the incisors, for eating it, and
~a hn: to ,
the Moth for mastlOtirrind
ing, and triturating animal and vegeta
ble substances which aro ' agreeable .to
till Ail '1 wand smell. But when there is
nothin to masticate, this thing is it
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regular absurdity in naturo, a super
fluity, a fifth wheel to acarriage."
Such worn my rcilections•l I did no
dare to . opon my razor, for fear that the
invincible force of my logic should in
spire me with the courage to, put an end
to myself. After having well armed in
this manner, I blew - out my candle and
loft the result for the next day.
This abolninable Rap had completely
brutalized me. I saw nothing as regards
art but silhouettes, and my only wish
was to have money to tid ma of his
odious presence. But that night
singular resolution was made in my
mind. I waked about ono o'clock ; I
re-lighted my lamp, and wrapping myself
in niy old gray coat, I drew-Upon paper
a rapid sketch in the Daph style—
something strange, child, and which had
no connection with my habitual con- .
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Imagine a dark yard, inclosed in high
tottering,walls. These walls are fur
nished with hooks at seven or eight fee.
How did it come that I imagined all
these whimsical details? Ido not know.
I hal 110 analogous recollection ; and yet --
each pencil stroke seemed the result .or
observation. Nothing was wanting.
lint on the right a corner of the slceia
remained blank. I did not' know fluty
to fill it in. There something was mov
ing Suddenly I saw a foot—a foot
whigki was reversed and not on the
grouhd. •In -spite of this improbable
position, I followed the inspiration with
out accounting for my own thought.
The foot'ended in a leg. On the leg,
which was stretched out_with effort,'
floated the skirt of a gown. Di short, an
old woman, wan, emaciated, disheveled,.
appeared at last, lying ~on - the edge of a
well, and lightimewith a fist which Was
pressing her throat.' It was a scene of
murder which I was drawing 1 The pen
cil fell from my hand.
This woman, whose attitude was quite
startling, w-ith her loins doubled on the
brink of the well, her face contracted
'wit( terror, her two hands grasping'the'
nrm of the murderer, frightened me. I
did not dare to look at her.- But him,
the man, the. owner of the aim, I did
not see.' It was impossible for me to
finish it. "I am tired," thought I,
while my forehead Plls bathed In perspi
ration: "There is only this figure to
be done ; I will finish it to-morrow. It
will be quite easy."'
' And I went tti s bed again, quite terri
fied-at my, vision. Five minutes later I
was sound- asleep.
The following day I was up . * dawn.
I had just dressed myself, and was pre
paring to go on with my interrupted
work, when two little taps sounded on
the door.
" Como in I"
The door opened. A man, already
old, tall, thin, dressed in blnelc,appeitred
ou tho threshold. The features of this
man—his oyes, which were close to
gether, his great eagle nose, acid wide,
bony forehead—were somewhat severe.
flu bowed gravely.
"Mr. Christian Venins, therinter'
said lie.
I am he, 711011tileUr."
He howed again, and added :
"Baron Vriedrioh von Spreekdal."
Tho appearance in my poor house of
the rich amateur Spree!alai, Judge of
the Criminal Court, impressed me deeply.
I could not help throwing a hasty glalico
at my old, worm-catch furniturb, at my
damp bed-hangings, and %lusty door.
I felt humiliated by such dilapidation.
But Von Spreelcdal.seemed to pay no at
tention to these details, and, seating
himself before My little table, he began :
" Master Venice, I come—"
But at that instant his oyes wore
caught by the uncompleted sketch, and
he did not finish his sentence. 1 had
seated myself on the edge of mybed,
and the sudden attention accorded by
Rich a persdn to ono of my productions
mado my heart be:frwith 915:finable
feat.
After a minute Von Sfireekdal raised
is head. .
"Are you the authinr of this sketch?"
said he, looking at me atlontively. '
" Yes, sir." . •
" leVliat is its Kies?"
Ido not sell my sketches. It is the
deafor a painting!'
" Ah rdisiag the paper With
the 'of his - yellusi fingol s - .
Ile drew a glass !Tom his waistcoat
pocket; and began u to study the sketch
in silence. .1
Tho sun shone ckbliquely 'into the attic.
Von Sprockdal did not utter a word,;
his great, hooked' nose, his wido eye.-
brows, wore contracted, and hbvehin,
protrudiUg t9 o a point, formed a hundred
little wrinkles in his long, thin cheeks.
The silence was so profound that' I. dis
tinctly.heard the plaintive buziing of a
tly which was caught in a.spider's web.
the dimensions of this painting;
Master Iteniner said ho at lat‘t,. with
out looking at mo.
:" Three feet by.f6ur."'
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"The prim?"
"Fifty dimattl." t •
: Von Sprockdal ro-placed the drawing
on the 'table, and took from his pocket
a large green silk purse. • Ho drew off
tiro rings . .
"Fifty difdats,"'said he. "Hero they
are."
was dazzled:
The Baron,had risen, — lle bowed, and:
I. heard hid' great. , ivory -beaded, oane
sounding on each step to the foot of the
staircase. Then, recovering from my
stupor, I. remembered. ali_of, a -sudden
that I had not . thanked him,, and I flew('
down the five stories like lightning ; but,
when I arrived on the threshold, it was
in vain that I looked to right - and left—
tho street was deserted:
Nar . .me—thiit's r funny said I;
and went up stairs again, quite out of
broath. .
The surprising manner in which 1,70 ii?
Spreckdal had just appeared threw me
quite into ecstasy. "(Yesterday," said
I, as I contemplated the heap of, ducats
which glittered,in the sue—" yeSterday
I formed the culpable design of cutting,
my Throat for a- few miserable florins;
and now to-day a fortune falls fr,om the
clouds. Decidedly I did well not, to
open my razor, and if' ever tho tempta
trA to put an,end to myself assails me
again, I shall take care to put it off un
til—the next, day."
After these, judicious reflections, I
-seated myself to finish the sketch. Four;
strokes of my, pencil, and it would be
done. Tlitt hers au incomprehensible
difficulty awaited lue: It was impossi
ble for me to make those four strokes.
Ibad lost the thread of my inspiration ;
the mysterlins individual would not de
tach- himself from the limbers of my
brain. It was in vait that I invoked
him—that I sketched outlines, and tried
again and again. lie was no more in ,
accordance with the whole Omit a figure
of Ilaphael's would be in one of Tenier's
smoking, scenes. 'Fie drops stood on
My brow'.
At the finest moment Bap opened the
door without knocking, a6cordin g to his
laudable custom. His,eyes fill on my
heap of• ducats, and, with a squeaking
voice, he crjed :
"Ali ! I IIa:NT caught you : .. Will you
say again, Mr. Painter that you have no
money?" '
And his crooked fingers advanced with
'that nervous trembling whip]] the sight,
of gob] always produces with misem
I remained stupefied a few seconds.
Then the recollection of all'the insults
which this creature had heated , on me,
his avaricious looks , his impudent smile,
exasperated me. With a single bound
I seised him, and, pushing him with
both hands out of the room, I flattened
his nosowitli the door.
This was done with the eriekerack—
and the rapidity of a jack-in.the-box.
But outside the old usurer utterer
piercing cries :
"My money, robber !—my money !"
The lodgers came out of their rooms,
asking : " What is the matter? What
has happened 2" -
I opened the door suddenly, and, with
-a blow of my foot in the spine of Master
Rap, I sent him down inure than five
stops.
" That is what is happening," said I,
beside myself.
Then I shut the door, and fastened it,
while shouts of laughter saluted Master
Rap in his flight.
I was pleased with myself ; I rubbed
my hands. This adventifte restored my
animation. I recommenood work,' and
was going to finish the sketch when an
unusual noise struck my ear.
It was the butt end of rifles being put
down on the pavedient of the street: I
looked out, of ruyjwitidoW and sass "three
gendarmes, with their rifles lowered,
drawn up at the door of the hbuse.
"Can that wretch Rap have broken
anything 2" said I, in a'fright.
And such is the strange contradiction
in the human niind that I, who the even
ing before had wished to cut my throat,
now shuddered to the marrow of my .
bones at the thought that They could
hang me if Rap was dead.
The staircase was filled with confused
sounds. It was a rising,ado of hollow
steps, the clank of arms, and rapid
words. Suddenly some one tried to open
my door. It was fastened.
Then there was quite a clamor.
"Open, in ells name of the law '^
I ro-n With shat. tag legs.
open,!" repeated the saute s Olen.
The idea of saving inysnlf 01,fer the
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roof:; oceimed •tome ; bid hai dly 11-A I
lint my head Ilnough lii litt w;miow
than I : drew hack seiz,sl wilt; vintigo.
lied seen, as in a lightning dash, all the
windows below, With tln•ir gloaming
panes, their flower pots, their bird cages,
'their gratings; and, lower down, the
-baleemy ; lower down, the street lamp ;
lower down, the sign qf the Mendel
Rouge, covered with ciampons ; then, at
last, the three glittering bayonets, which
only awaited my fall to impale ale. On
the roof of the house opposite a great red
cat, on guard. behind one of the chim
neys, was' wAching a troop of sparrows
who were chirping and quarreling in the
gutter, it is impossible to imagine to
what clearness, to what power and
rapidity of perception, the life of a man
can attain when stimulated by fear.
At the third surinow•r—"Open the
door, or we will break it open !" I saw
that flight was impossible; and,
approachiiig'the door with trenibling
steps, 1 back the holt.
Two fists immediately :wizen my collar,
and a little, thick-set' man,- smelling of
wino, said : " I arrest you !".
lle wore, a bottle -green overcoat,
initiotted. Alto chin. and' a hat
shaped like the pipe of s stover. )le had
great browh .whiskers, rings on all his
fingers, and was called Pasianf. It was
thO• head of the police.
Five bull-dot; heads, with little flat
caps, were observink mo from without.
"What do •you want ?" asked I of
Passauf. • .
"' COmo down P' exclaimed ho, rough
ly, ',making a sign to ono of tho men to
seize me. . •.
The lattcM dragged. lac away' more
dead, than alive, while the others turned
my,room upside down.
I wont •supported under the
arms Lilco a m:in in the third stage of
consumpthin 7 -my hair falling over my
-face, and etuinbling attach step.:.
I was, thrown into a fly between &we
follows who had tho,clmritY to lot mo
.see the drat - of - two stoves fastened with
a strap to the wrist. Then, the earria.i
set off. I heard the stepZ of' al! the'
;/mains of the town running after us.'
"What have I done 2" I asked ono'
of my guards.
Ho looked at his 'noiapaninn with, a
strango l smile, saying : . • .
"Hans, he, wants tairnow what he has
dello ' • 1.
This smile froze my blood ?
Scion a profolual shadow enveloped the
carriage—the horses' feet soanded undoi
an arclAWo were-entering the Envoi
bans, of whiek oho might well say
".Dane cot antic
Jo vois Weis coinnio I' on, cativ o
Et no volt pokit dom n ie on Cm sort."
CARLISLE, PENN'A., THURSDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 22 , 1872.
1111 is not couleur do roes in this world.
From the claws of Itap I hlrinto
'dungeon from 3vhich mist poor devils
have small chance of escaping. Great
dark 'yard ; rows of windows, as in a
hospital ; not a tuft of grass j not a loaf
of ivy, • not even a weathercock in per
spective. That was my new lodging..
It was enough to anake, ono tear out
one's hair by handfuls.
The
,police agents, accompanied by
the jailor, incarcerated me temporarily
in a lock-up.
The jailor, as lar as I can remember,
was called Kasper Schlussol.' With his
gray woolen cap, his short pipe between
Jiffs teeth, and his bunch lof keys at his
waist, he appeared to ins like the god of
the Cariblmes, who is an owl. He had
great, rdund, yellowish eyes, wl ich
looked as if they saw by night, a poi ted
nose,and a necic Which was lost it his
shoulders. .
Schlussel shut . the Atli as quickly ;Is
one puts away clothes in a cupboard,
thinking of other things. As for me, - I
remained miore Ulna ten minutes 'n tho
same place, with my hands cl,sed be
hind my back and my head hangin?2,
down. At the end of this I hne I made
the following reflection : " Hap ; when
he fell, called out, ' They arc mordering
TIM!' but he did not, K.ay who.
say that it W:IS my neighbor, the old
man who sells spectacles. will be
hanged in my nlaee."
This idea Comforted me, aml I heal., d
a decp.i4igh. Then I le?lzed at my
prison. It had • been tie wly whiy!-
wa,ilted, and the Walls were luit Ince,
except in one coiner, wherein y predeces
sor hsd Apt cited Ailthet. The light
came from a little window, nine or ten
feet from the. ground. The' furniture
conz.lsted of a heap of ate,. V 7 and a
Im'td,et.•
I seated myself en the :train, with my
handS toond cs, iv inconceftable
dcsi:ondoney. I hardly saw clearly :
and of a sudden:remembering that , Rap
I might have denoupeed me before hiS
death, I tinged in every joint, and '"got
eongliing,, as if that liempim cravat
Were all'eady pret,ing my throat, Al
most :it the cam- moment; I ln.‘ard
Seldussel erosqiiig the passage: he opeyed
the door and told me to follow hitn. 110
was still'assisted by two men ith staves,
_and. I stepped outA csoltdely., after hint.
We parsed through long galleries,
lighted at certilin distmices by windows
inside: I saw behind some harm the fa
molls Tick-Taelc, who was to be ex- -
edited the followMg day. Ile was wear
ing a strait-waistcoat, and was singing
in a loud voice, " I am -the king of the*
mountains!" :Fleeing rite, he cried--
" Hullo ! comrade, I will keep a place
for you on my right."
The two police agents and the god of
the Caribbecs looked at each other with
a smile, while a cold shivttr crept, :ill
down my hack.
'Sehlussel pushed me into a high room,
whiCh was very dark, and furnished
with seats in a semi-circle. The appear
ance of this deserted hall, with its two
high-barred s, its Christ of dark
old oak—a figure with its arms extended
and. Head sadly falling on its shoulders—
inspired me with a religious fear over
and abilvi, that caused .by my actual
position.
All my ideas of false accusation dis
appea.tcd, and my lilts moved as I
murmured a prayer. For a long -time
never prayed, but misfortune
always recalls us to thoughts of sub
mission. Man isTinch a poor creature I
In front of me,.on a high seat, were
two persons whose position with their
backs to the light left their figures in
shadow. Neveri hidess, recognized
Von ! - ' , preL:dal hY his aquiline pr.'.lile,
whirl] uas illumined obliquidy by a ray
float the wind.o.v. The other Was fat,
he had full t. , tl checks and woro a judge's
robe, as did also Von S,weekdal.
Comad, the clerk.
Ile was wiitin:; . at a low tittle, in order
to look at. an with censideiablejatri
o, , ity. They made nu: sit down, and
Spreekdal,'rai;,ing Ids voice, said :
"Christian Venius, where did Std !.;e
this drawing?" Ile showed , me the
nocturnal sketch, , hich was Olen in his
possession. They Inuided it to nie.
After having examined it, I answered,
"I (lid it." •
There was rather a long silence, and.
Conrad wrote down my answer. I
listened to his pen running. over the
paper, and thonsht: " What •is -the
ineaning of the qut,tion they have just
asked me? It has nothing to do with
_the kick I gave Rap.'"
" You did this drawing," continued
Von Spreckdai ; "what is the sta k i,,t:
of it,?"
" It, is a fanny sulject." ,
" Yyu have not copied all tiles() do
tails?''
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"Nu,. my lord, Choy ion all imaginary."
,"J'idpuur," said the Judge, tieverely,
-"I give you time for reduction ; do not
ter
I reddehed, and exclaimed x.ith-sumo
tocoitemept, have told the truth."
" Put this down," said Von Sprockdal
to tlie•eltirk
The pulkagain squeaked on the paper.
",And itltis woman," pursued the
Judge, " thiv woman who is laiing
nna•dgi•ud ou the edge 'of the pit—was
she also an imaginary figure ?"• '
Certainly."
You have never soon her
-",Never." „
Von Spreckdal rose, as if: indignant ;
then, ro l seating himself, hu_consulted in
lciv.voice with bis fellow-judge, ; TimSo
two:hi:wit profiles standing out against
thei light' background of, the winitOw„
the silence of the hall—everything made
me I phudder. • _ ,
",What do they want Ntith - i;f(i'i What
la+ I Mine?" I murmured. • ,
.suddenly Von Spreckdal said to
! my
jail Ors : " Take hack tho prisoner to
,tho carriago ; we arc going fro . start "for
the,lifutzer Strasse." Then turning to
mo,!bo exclaimed: " Christian Ynnins,
you! have started on a sad coarse ; recol
-lect!yoursolf, and remember that if 'tu
n:lab justice is inflexible, thorn still; re
mains for you-god's *mercy. You may
deserve it if you oonfoss your 'criino
These words struck mo as if with the
bloW of 'a hamme - i. I stretched out thy
arniC, screaming, ," Oh 1 what a dreadful'
dream I" and fainted.
;When I came to myself the carriage -
was moving 'slowly ' along. -in the
,sEreotsl
another one Was in front. tlici.twotort
stabies2 Were - still there. On the' Toad
ono of /,thein offered his companio - n a
pinch of snuff. Mechanically I put out
My Anger towards his snuff-box - A- he'drow
hack quickly.• The blush of shame
.covered my face, and I turned away my
head to hide my emotion.
"If you look out,'' sail the nianwith
I the snuff-box, "we shall be obliged to
put you in handcuffs."
"May the dovil Strangle you, infernal
scoundrel;" thought I. The earriaoc,
stopped; ono of themg,ot out whilst the
other held me back by the collar ; then,'
seeing- his comrade ready to receive me,
TM pushed me out rudely. These numer
ous precautions for the safety of my per
son did not ldok well for me ; buttl was'
far from foreseeing the gravity of the•
accusation which was weighing on me;
when a frightful" cireumstance 'at last
opened my eyes and threw me into 'de
spair. I had just been pushed into a
low passage, with broken, unequal pave
ment; thore flowed along the wall a
yellowish oozing, from which a
.fetid
smell exhaled. .I was walking. in dark..
ness, the two men belling mo. Farther
on there woe :1. dim light from mum inside
yord. ,
Ti l mfart advanced, tim tkituo 'did
my terror increase. If Was not a natural
feeling ; it was a fearful,. anxiety, un
natural as a nightmare. 4t each step
instinctively drew back.
' "Come now'!" exclamed ouj of the
constables, praising his hand, no my
shoulder. ." (let on !"
But what was my terror when, at the
end of the passage, I•saw tha yard which
had sketched the previous night, with
its walls g;u•ni';herl with books, its col
lect (fail iron; its hen coop, and its
rabbit hutch ! Not a window, small or
hug'', not a cracked pane, m•s a detail
had }peen omitted. I coin
by this strange evtl:tt !
Neal" 11l the Wall Were I Ile Trio Judges,
Von Sill eekClal nil Eichler. At their•
feel v the old woman on lira• back, her
long gray halt', disheveled, face bloc,
her eye; unnaturally open, and her
ton4u , 2 rAttweett her teeth.
It wa, a horrible sight !
Now," said Von tiprockdal, solemnly,
"what have you to say?"
I did not reply.
" Do you confe.,!.-; ty h;n•ing_ thrown
thi's wonunA, Theresa Beet a. into this
pit, having lire& straiejed her in order
to rob her of her money?„
"No r‘l cried. " I.do not know
this woman•i I have never seen her.
allay you lidniy witness !"
"That is enough," replie he, drily;
and without adding a word, he and 1.113
COM paltioLLAV(`ll I, out ouichly:..
•
'rt.,. police than thought it their duly
to put liand,ntlis Oil :lila 1 was taken
back to the ;11 a stra6 of
stupor.' I hanfty knew v. - hat.to think ;
even my conseitneo wai confused. I
111.1-eil myself : vlliellier I had cot
tli6 old women. le the eyes or
!II:A:171Y
, T will nut detail to ion all illqt I fall
that night, in the IhiNpell!..!uv, when,
se;:led on icy heap of - straw, lilt the
little wlll.low iu front of and the
gibbet or heard the wgch
man c u in g Tii 11,u Bilenee—"
liehitantm of NurembeT! The Lied
watches ! Ono ,o'clock.! two o'clock:.
o'clock have struck 16
Every one can form an idea or,,ueh
Right. It is all verywidl to say that it
is better to be hung innocent than guilty.
Por the soul it may be so ; but as fen• as
the body is concerned it marees no dint.-
mice. On the contrary, it curses its
fate; and seeks to escape, knowing that
the "Cord will put an end to its part.
Added to that, it rograi not to have
taken ',111` . 111. c•c:1 of tire, an d
tO IGItU li,tened 1;0 !deli
preached " ! if I list
hitt known I"it exchtimn, I should not
have been led by your big words, your
grand phrases, and magnific.mt senten
ces ! I shoulri not have been itlittred by
your fine prom,ises !. I shotiki hare had
some delii.Mtful moments: which will
never'. return ! It is.all over• ! said
to me, Curb your passions 1' Well, I
did curb them ; .ttal much bniter I am
for having (hum so. 10111 '.g0111:5 1 , 0 bb
hanged, and in time you will be called
sublime spirit, stoical soul, martyr to
the mistaken—of
,justice. I Hindi no
lotltir be thought of !" ' Such write 1110
sad reflect 1011 S tin i V poor body.
•
The day ; at first pa, , uudn
cided ; it sent its feeble rays' throu;r,h
the round .window, - . through the iron
btu's, themit *one on ti inside wall.
Without, the cheat _was tilling ; being
b'tiday, it, was 41444rday. I heard the
cal tEr' loaded with vegetables, and the
g ood peasants or the Schwarz , ..oula with
tck baskets going be... Some chicken , :
in coops cackled as they went met, and
the sellers of bunter chatted to each
other. The market bppo.ute was being
opened, They Wend arranging the
benelteq.
At last it was quite ci.ty and tho•
greOt murmur of yie growing crowd. of
'housewives oho were aeriembling with
their .basket,' under their arms, going,
cooling, discussing, and bargaining,
showed me that, it was eight o'clock in
the.. orninir - Some ormy - black - itreal.-
' disappeared, atid , Lfelt a great desire to
see what wn , i•going on outside..
Sonia of my predecessors had pulled
theni:ielves up to the Window ; they had
made some holes in the :wall by which to
Wscend Moro easily. -1 climbed up in
Ally turn, .ond - when „Aeated in thin oval
recess with my back bent, and my Lead,
ressed . forward, I could see tilt° crowd,
the life, the mOvement. Tears flowed
'rapidly down my cheeks. ILilo longer
thought of- stliodo s ; I felt tut
.extraordi
nary desire to live and to' breathe.
. "4111" • said to .tnyfelf,_ "is it de
lightful. to live I What do I, care if
they make me drag a barrow or if they,
fasten a bullet to my - leg, asdOngOs they'
let reirliv6l"
The old market ; with the roof shaped
lige an extinguisher supportedlm lieavy
was a splendid sight. Old women
seate.l in 'front of .their baskets of
virgok.l.lcs or eggs, 'or or, thoir coops full
of poultry •• Leljiiul them the Jewish'
dealers iu old clot!ios, With thole' darlc ,
faces ;.the butObers with their •bare
arms, cutting up the meat In their stalls;
the country people,Nyith their largo felt
hats. Planted on te back of Jiro head,
calm and grave, their hands behind their
baolcaPloaniirg on their holly-sticks, and
quietly smoking their pipes.- Then the
thronging, the noise of
,tho crowd, those
shrill, 'eXcited, ,sorions, high or sharp
words, those oxpressiVo gestures, these
unexpected attitudes , which betray from
44tr the progress of the
.discussion, and
paint so mill the cliarazter of the in
dividual. In short, tivorything capti,.•
vated Ins, and, in spite• of my melmf
chely liosktion I felt happyto think that
I still belonged to this world.
• Nowowhile I was thus looking outi a
man Went by ; be: was butcher, who,
with,',boni; back,. was, carrying an, suer:
mous quarter of ,boof on. his shoulders;
his arms woro bare, his elhoWs stuck
out,--and-his -head- was• bent down ; his
floating hair, like that of Salvator's
"sieumbreoneealed hisface from
me, but .at tho.C-firlit glance' I started.
"It is ho !" said Ito my . solf, and all my
brood flowed back to my heart.l got
down into the dungeon, quivering io the
tips of my fingers, feeling my cheeks
growing ' pale, ' and stammering wit a
stilled voice : "Itis ho 1 Voris there—
there, and I am to die to expiate his
crimo. Oh, God.! what shall I do?
'What shall I. do ?" - • •
A sudden idea, an inspiration from
',above, occurred to me. I felt' in the
pocket of my coat—my fusee-box was
there. Then, rushing to the. wall, I
began tracing the scene of the murder
with inconceivable rapidity. There was
flo more.uncertainty, 'no more groping.
Llcnow the' man—l saw him—he was
-thieve before me.
At ten o'clock the jailor entered my
prison. His owl-like passivenbss was re-
Rlaced by admiration,
"Is i possible !" cried he, stopping
short on the threshold.
" Go and fetch my Judges," said I to
him, while.l continued my work with in
creasing excitement.
"They-are waiting for you in the hall
of instruction," replied Schlussel. •
" I ha vt, something to reveal to them,
I exclaimed, drawing the last head of
my mysterious subject.
BC scorned alive ; lie was fearful to be
hafd. Ili, foreshortaned figure stood
out wonderfully on thd white wall. ' The
jailer went out. In a .few - ..mine tee he
,
re-aPi.r.ared with the Judges, who 'stood
tplite stupefied. I exttmded, My hand,
and, trembling in every limb, said .to
them : "There is the murderer !"
After a short silence Von Spreelcdal
turned' to me. "2-Ictc, :lame?" "
=CI=M
hut he is at this
-moment in the market -- ; ho is cutting up
meat in the third. stall on the left as-you
go in from the street of the Trabans." .
What do you think of this?" said
he to his colleague.
"Let the man be fetched,"" - replied
the other, gravely. Several jailors who
remained in the passage obeyed this
order. The Judges remained 'standing,
still looking at the sketch. I hail sunk
back on the straw, with my. head be
t ween my knees, quite overcome. • Soon
fookteps.sounded in the distance under
the archway. Those who have ncvcr
a sailed an hour of dcliVe•auco and
counted the minutes, which at such a
tittle are as long as eon tarine—those who
have not gone throngh the"-peignant
emotionB of suspense, terror, hope, doubt
—cannot conceive tha inward shoddor
ing " which I felt at that, moment. I
should have distinguished the step of
the murderer among a thousand. They
came neater, the Judges even seemed
moved.. Vliad raised my head, and my
heart felt oppressed as if with an iron
Ighted my - eyes oh the Ologed
door. It opened ; the man entered.
Ws cheeks were swollen. and red, his
_large jaws. were contracted so that the
muscles stood ont_tewlirds_the_ea,rs, and
Ii little eyes, uneasy and wild like those
of the wolf, glistened under the bushy ,
eyebrriws of a yellowish red.
Von .tipreckdal in silence pointed to
the sketch. Then this man of blood
with the large shoulders, looked, grow
pale, and with a yell which froze us with
terror he threw up ht arms and sprang
backwards to upset his jailo , s. Then a
fearful struggle took place in the pas
sage. We heard nothing bit the Ivsnt
in., breath of the butcher, hollow oaths,
hasty words, and - the feet or the jailors
striking on the flags after they had bvn
lifted into - the air. This lasted at lo :At,
a r&nutrs.
At, last the murderer rn-entered ; his
head hanging-, his eyes hloodhlmt, his
hands fastened behind his hack. He
again glanced at the drawing of the nmr
der, .s , emed to reflect, and in a low
voire, as if speaking to himself, said :
" Vlio could have seen mu at mid
ui;~ht.?"
I acne SaVell ! •
\i my yeart.: have passed since this
terrible adventniv.. Thank [leaven I I
no longer do silhoueltcs not• even por
traits of Mt rgtanasters. By moans of
work and perseverance I have conquered
my place before the sun, and I gain my
bread with honor by doing works of art
—the only object, in my opinion, worthy
of the true artist's attainment. But
shall lever forget the nocturnal sketch.
'Sometimes, in thin very midst of my
memory goits back to it. Then, I 'put
down my pall.tt and dream for hours I
How - c o uld a crime, perpetrated by a
man vlioni 1 dal not Icunty , in a house
th ; had m tom Z,ttell, be re-inoducol by
ley pencil t,) the slightest detail:'
eh:time ? I ! And, after
e! , .let.'• I, it the eireei Oc a Call,:
Irons
Frl.ili, l l 1 . 1 . 41,1 v.hen he say.; :
,; 'He tinmort.d soul n Shari: iu
t.veak BPS “,'Of the heily. Dining the
Sleep ef t he body siir: vre.vis her radiant.
\V,ill2 - ,5., and goes God eloiM knows whero !
doi , s she 1 11 , tINoIMO eau
say ; but at time: itispiration bet:ays
the .i.mect of tho'..e um:tut:ell flights."
Who I:nows ? :.',:tiro is more auda
cious in her realitte" than the hunian
it"
Mill,' it,
BIM
TITE ROMANCE OF A RED CLOAK.
" that, the .postman's knock
C }r.c?
"Tee; dear, and here i 8 a letter, for
you-from the chilli Tknotinthi envelope:"
And answering her husband's quick
glance of interest, the yoling ,vifit placed
the Idler in his eagerly 'extended hand,
addintt with a senile, "If L did not
IC llU`.f that it is busfueis, Philip, I think
I slniuld claini mi privilege and peep
ove,i. your shoulder c'hilo you read."
"Yon aro welconio to do it my darl
ing ; you know that T 'have no fie-grins
from you." .•
"Very well, sir, I will cmiSent to stay
hero until you have read yotir letter ; it
ms just occurred to rno that you might
-want—myrailville — aboul l- somethinf“or
you know that lam your hotter
"Moro than half, little woman; you
arc nearer the whole: A don't know
what I should do without you, Gracei
-Maimed, helpless, where should I bo'but
,for your tender nursing, which is doing_
more than 'anything to make me Nve11. " . , .
As he spoke,' Philip Holt looked 'iVith
a sorrowful significance at his bandaged
leg, which was supported on a chair.
Ile had been for some weeks suffering
from a compouild fracture; and other
injuries suiitained in a fall from a dog
cart. Philip was a clerk in a mercantile
house, in the small town of plangliam.
Ile had- been about twp years married to
Grace Gowlird, m yonag nursery goiorn
ess, and the orphan' daughter of a
country surgeon ; she brought him
miip other marriage dowry than her, fair
faco'and
,true heart. •
The young pair had begun life with
love as their chief worldly capital ;_and
thanks to their .united efforts—to the
wife's talent and domestic management,
and Alio husbistl's habits of - industry
and - oconomy—,4lll.. had gone wen wills
them up to the date of his unfortunato
accident: Until thco.there had beini no
shadow of earn in the little home, which .
'had boon their earthly,paradise,.though
it consisted only hf two plainly fuosiplid
rooMs, 'on the second floor of a .sinall
house in the suburb of the,town,;but as
Philip fondly said, "Grace had such a
haPpy way, of making ei , eiwthing look
bright about her:!'
The young wife Understood her hus
barid's sorrowful glafico;lit - sho tried to
divert -his'Fthoughts, saying playfully,
" - come, Philip, your letter; I thought
you wero in a hurry to read it ; now I
am 'getting inipationt to hear what the
firm havo - nto say; perhaps they have
written to tell you that _thoy cannot do
without you any longer."
Was it foreboding of coming ill that
made Philip hesitate befo're ho opened•
the envelope, conscious of a vague feel
ing of uneasiness as he glanced at the
;bright -face that was smiling over his
,shoulder. She seemed so full of hopeful
anticipation, to which he was unable to
respond, for he could not divest himself
of a strange indefinable fear coMfected
with the letter.'
" Wliat is the matter, Philip ; aro you
ill ?"
This was the young wife's anxious
question, as she saw her husband
suddenly drop the letter and hoar his
half-stilled-cry. „ , When she caught sight
of his ghastly paleness and altered Man
lier, she hastily picked up the letter ex
claiming„ ” Oh, Philip what is it !"
That sTri7othing in.the letter was the
cause of his agitation, she now felt sure.
Her first cafe was to soothe him, and she.
'id- it in her tender womanly fashion
that sehloni fails of its power over the
sex of sterner mould.
IA it bad news ? Tell ins, Philip, is
it bad news? Don't tly to keep it back
with the thought of sparing me. Your
trouble is mine, and whatever it is, I
must boarfhy part."
In rhly the poor fellow wound his
arm about_ her slight figure, and his
heart blessed her for the comfort which
her loving, couraws words had given
"Come," she urged, wall fond per
sistence that was not to 1)0 turned aside,
"tell
_mo the worst; it cannot be any
very dreadful. The doctor says
you are getting better, and while you aro
spared to me, Philip, I think I could
bear anything." -
lle tried to smile, but it fadv , d from his
Jip as he pushed the letter• wiiich she
had placed on the table towards her,
"read for yourself, darling.
It is from the firm ; they sent mo notice
of dismissal."
It was true. Philip's employers,.
Messrs. Hardman Joyce, had written
a few cold, curt words to apprise their
clerk that his continued abamee had
catrsert inconvenience 4, whiell'had made
it neces.ctry to appoint another to supply
his place, and as this Arrangement had
proved satisfactory to them, they begged
to inform him, Philip Holt, that his
'services were dispensed with from that
date.
The husband and Wife looked at each
other in silence. It was a cruel blow
which was thus unexpectedly dealt him ;
both could realize what it was to be cast
out of employment during a time of
commercial depression,, and knew all
that it would involve, rf the coming
winter days found him still on the
forlorn list of the unemployed. Looking
at his thin Race, her heart ached for him
in the trouble which had come upon
them, for he was yet far front being
strong, and the little home comfortshad ,
become almost necessities of life to him.
What was to be done,?' The expenses
entailed by -his accident had already
made serious inroads upon the slender
sum which they had managed to save.
Tide was the question that presented
itself to-Philip, as his face caught and
retained the shadow which had passed
over that of Grace.
never thought they would have
acted like this, Grace, after the years I
have been in their employ. It is hard
that a man's inisfortuno should go
visited against him its a fault, but I
know who I have to C.intiik for it. With
all his oddities, Mr. Ilarriumn would not
hive done swill a thing...".
"Would it do any good to apply to
lira, Philip?"
"Co," ret n rned the husband gluomily
"it wotild he usMegs. Mr. I lardman
leaves all to his son-In-law, Mr. Joyce,
wilt) mairtges everything, the partner
inelm'xd."
. "Could I not go to Mr. Hardman;
explain it to him P •
' " No,
,omen, I don't, think he would
act against Mr. Joyce, for he almost be
lieves he cannot do wrong."
" Never mind, Philip,. don't' grieve,
k'eittti3thing else will hu sure to turn up ;
you are so very clever r and your leg will
be 1'6 , 611 in a few weeks."
" You forget, Grace, that all our say'.
ings are nearly spent, and that I may
find 1.301110 difficulty in getting another
situation'." •
MO hal f-irritablo tone of Isis voico liurt
the young wife, , who had struggled so
hard to hiMi from him liar own facings.
She burst into mars, InarMuring, -re
proachfully, " I forgot—l forgot, dear ;
but I can't pray that wo may be spared
from such trials."
"lly dear, dear wife, forgive ; I am
se miserable thatjl hardly kumv_wliacl_
said. Oh :'if -had eutu9 O at another
Snowing still, as it. had snowed for
hours, the air was full of, blinding mist
froni the thickly falling (lakes, which
the Wind drifted into masses through the
cold - a hito streets.. The office Clock
pointed to a quarter *past ton on the
bleak September morning -whoa Stephen
Hardman left his desk, and, re-adjust
ing his gold rimmed :Spectacles, placed
himself. at the window, 'as_ ho did every
morning at the' same hour. No matter
what might• be his occupation, at the'
time, it was made to yield to the in-
Aulkenoe of what -appeared to' those
about him a most - eingular whim.
When the quarter • had advanced, to.
twenty - 4v° minutes Bast-the hour, he
took mit , his watch and.coMPared if with
the, office cloolc ;, as he expected, they
•
agreed to a second.,/
Not -- eTbriiiltc," he muttered ; " I
never knew' her to extend more than
thrOo or four seconds over the quarter ;•
so punctual to her time that I Might.iil
'mmit sot my, watch by her. Not corning 1
Well, it's not fit Weather for one like.
.
her to be out ; she's to small and delicate
looking.• If she belonged tome I'd take.
care 4•-2; " WhYl.bless mo t . then; she
is," the old merchant added,.in an eager,
whisper, as a young lady came into 'WSW.'
She was on the opposite side of the
street —a slight, girlish figure, with a
peculiarity of dross that might have at
• •
tracted attention iu plaices less 'tolerant
to varieties of costume than a busy little
town. This was a scarlet cloak, kith
the hood drawn over her bonnet and fit
ting round her Jace.,like a frame. It
gave out aiiringlearn of color against
the snow, ana invested its wearer with
some resemblance - to the red riding hood"
,of the sweet, old fairy tale.
Standing there, with -his kands rest*
on the edge of the wire blind, tlio
mer
chant had watched, imilriging- after morn
ing, the passing of the picturesque fig
ure, and noted that the fresh, pure face
which had first attracted him was gradu
ally groMlig paler and thinner. This
had gone oh for weeks, Until "it became
a part of the day's routine to - watch for
her. She was invested with a strange
kind of interest to him by a fancied like-
Miss between ber and a favorite daughter '
of his own, who had. faded in her first
bloom.
And as he watched the advancing fig
ure he murmured, "Every day she
grows more like my little Helen. I
could itlinOst fancy it was herself, get
ting paler and thinner; poor child I
wonder if she has any one to ca :o for
Eli
At that moment a groap of boys
rushed towards the_youlig luny, the fur ,
most of the noisy crew, exclaiming, in
derisive allusion to her red cl6alc,
"Hallo, Bill) let's put out the The."
The words were followed by a loud
laugh and a shower of snow balls. In
the effort to avoid 'the snow halls the
young° lady slipped and fell. •
With the fear of it policeman Lefore
their eyes the boys scampered off, leav
ing the prostrate figure on the - .round ;
but aid was at haud. A youth s --with a
pen behind his ear made a rm h from a
imilding on the opposite side of
_rho
'street, followed almost i ,1 CAI I tvly by
a white-haired old t;ilntlrnan, who
showed considerable an x_i‘ity find solic:-
toile in aseertaiiiing if the young lady
was hurt.
" Not mttell," oas the murmured re
ply, while the sweet voice added some
words or thanks for the assistance which
had been rendered lfer hurt had been
more serious Than she was aware—she
had severely sprained one of her ankles,
and the effort to stand caused inexpres-
Nita: pain.
''Let us help her into my. olliee,
Thcanas,". said. the - uld. wan; "then we
will see wildt eau be floue."
A few minutes more and the stranger
found herself seated in an easy chair by
a bright tire.
She could not help looking-her g,rate- ,
ful surprise at the unexpected kindness.
of the old gentleman. •She did not guess
that her face had become to him famiticir
as something Which had, entered into
his daily life. lle saw her - glance at
the clock, and noted 'the anxious ex
liression of her pale face.
"Are you far frum home ?" he asked.
"Yes," she faltered, "but-I shall not
be going home for hours. I fun engaged
every day teaching • my pupils will he
waiting now. I must try to walk - , it is
getting so late."
" Walt( ! why you cannot oven stand ;
the thing is impossible." She seemed
so much distressed that ho said hastily,
" Write a note relating,, what has oc
curred, and one of my clerks shall take
She thanked him timidly ; buthe saw
that she was unwilling to accept his
offer, and added, "it you would rather
go yourself, I will send for a cal)."
"Thank. you, sir ; that will be much
better than writing, and I should:like
to go at once." '
Her manner was full of nervous ex
citement, and he saw-her delicate face
flash es she spoke. Ile (lid not know
that inn the midst. or her eagerness, she
was anxion,ly debating the question of
the Cali and wondering how much
money it. would take in pay it. If the
man of capital could only have investi
gated the interior or the poor little ruse
lying at the bottom of her satchel, so
slenderly fittuNied, yet, ails ! represent
ing nearly all the worldly wealth of ils
pn;:c:isor, how sadly it would have coil
firmed the misgivings which 'had, been
excited by a glance at the well-worn
cloak, and the SiIOCR (11)Vi011sly unsuited
fur the hard setvieo tv Well had been re
quired_frpm them. Five minutes later,
a cab was rapidly beating away the
scarlet cloak and its wmtrer, and the
benevolent -old merchant was thought
fully warming his bands before the 01'100
lire. She was gone,
,:moth he gained no
additional knowledge "Of her, except that
'She was ,somebody's daily .•loverncts:;.
from that day he watched in vain fora
glimpse of the red cloak ; . Ito saw it no
morn and concludedd hat the pm oryoung
teacher was nnabl.: to continue her daily
journeys. She had given him the int
pression.of one who had to depend upon
herself, but tho 'reality might be still
worse ; fur anything he know, there
might be others, even 11101%) ph•ss, do
pendent upon hoe.
'ln spite of his 'lmp6itted disappoint
lents, Mr. Hardman still took his post
f. tho window, so though the habit
yielded . him a cortain amount, of pleasur
able excitement which he was unable to
rclingiiish
A month had passed,ii—was. , an—un
usually bright day for January, whoa
Mr. Hardman took his seat in his , cum_
_fintable_braugham-in-company—with—an
old medical friend, who had agreed to
go home With him to dinner on condition
that he would allow him to mako one or
more professional calls before the car
riage was turned ip rho direction of
1V inchloy.
Assent was readily given. " Certainly,
doctor, you shall bo sot down whenever
you' wish ; I shall not mind waiting in
' the least, for we have plenty of time on
our hands before dinner."
The doctorwas about the same ago as
his friend The merchant, a portly old
,gentleman, with the kindest smile that
could be iniagined, and a benevolent
face that must have considerably. helped
the Inialink-sp6wor of his prescriptions.
"I will not detain You longer," 'said
the doctor, as the carriage turned into n
side street. new
• " - This is ae case ; I was only called
'in the Other-day,' but I am getting inter
ested in "my patient---er. -I' should say
patients, for there are two, husband and
wile; my first visit was only to him,-
poor' fellow ; he is ill from cold and over
etsertion in tramping. the . streets In
search' of a situation, and the wife 'met,
with an accident. about. a month ago ;
Om has not been properly , attended to,
abed-is also, on, lily hands." ~ , •, ,
."Have- they no numbe ?" ' asked the .
Merchant. ' •.• •'- -- _ '• ' ' • '
" I fear not. As long as she could the
wife wont out as daily governess-"..' - ,
"Air I What Was the nature of the :to
oftlent?" "---. .
• '" A severely Siirained ankle, caused by
a-fall." -
. "Bless me! I wonder if •it - is' the
young lady I was• telling, yole' about a
few daysogo," •
-.,,,..T1i0 doctor looked inquiringly 'at his
friend. • et -
. '' Ah I I see you den% remember.. Do
you know whether the patiotifr wears' a
red cloak I"
NUMBER:B.
So you think she may be your little
heroine of the red cloak, I am 'not
swath, for I have only seen her in doers."
"Of course not ; how absurd fdr me to
forget that. I should like to see these
patients of yours,. Can't you l.alco..rne
with ybu they would think me' arrother
medical man.'
The doctor smiled, Considered a mo
ment, then said, "Yes, I think we can
manage
'As he spoke, the brougham stopped at,
the door of a large dingy looking house,,
sublek from basement to Attie. A few
minutes more, and the doctor had safely
piloted his friendorp a steep, dark stair
case, tsr the clodr of a close back room on
the 'third floor, where a scene of poverty
and privation awaitdel them. Nearly all
the chairs which the room contained had
been put into requisition to forth n
couch, on which lay a young - man - who,
was evidently weak and ill. Beside him
sat a pale,, slight creVare, busily stitch
ing at some coarse nbedlowork. The fit-..
fed flicker of a meagre fire gleamed'
feebly on the faces of both.
As the visitors stood at the door they
beard a voice saying, fretfully, " I am
very cold, Grace, that file gives no heat;
I Wish we had rnore coals."
.Instinctively Mr. Hardman put his
hands in his pocket, feeling. thankful
that it lay in his pow,ir to relieve the
want of the speaker.
The next moment they were in the
room ; but the old merchant stoppi , d .
short, on the threshold gazing in 'mils
amazentent at the inmates.
one glance ;it the featurey - of Hai
ybe ng wife identified the wearer or the
red Moak—a discovery for Which lot. had
been half prepared, but it was the face
of the husband that attested. his atten- .
lion. ."Bless me!" he murinurej "that
face seems familiar."
At that moment the young men raised
himself DtpAns
"Mr. Hardman here !"
The sound of his own mune visibly
startled the merchant. no hurried to
- aril side of the impromptu couch,
claiming; "It is Philip Holt.",
The poor fellow seemed much on r
come by this unexpected it. pf his old
employer, who, unfortnnamly far him,
had her it absent at, the t into when Mr.
Joyce, with wham ho had nevor been a
l' vat ite, lied 'ordered dismi.,l..l. A
few win ri., put the inerch.tht iu p0...c5..i0n
of the sad story, which received doubl.2
interest when ho learned that the ilia of
poverty had been waided oft' by the
heroic, efforts of Philip's young
who had gone back to her teach
ing, ending her weary days by nights of
Pg.hallStil, toil at such needle work as
she was able to obtain,
Here Nias a new reading of his little
romance of the-red cloak,.and it is cer
tain that it did not lessen the interest in
the_ wearer; but he could notreadily ex
cuse hitnsW from the blame, Which ho
took to his own account, for allowing
his partner's summary
,dismissal of an'
old clerk to remain without inquiry. He
determined that the injury to Philip
Holt should be atoned for,. and ho kept
his word. When the young man re
covered he was restored to his old place,
in which:Ye had ample opportunities for
pushing his way, idol-gaining oven the
respect and confidence of Mr. Joyce.
Like a day of sunshine following a
clouded Morning . , prosperity blessed the
young couple, and . the loving, patient
wife had her reward.
Philip always traced their good foitune
to the cloak, whieb she had worn be
cause it was her maim's ; and from that
day he decided that it should be treas
ured as a relic. Years afterwards, when
he was a prosperous merchauj., and
Grace a happy matron with children
grown up around her, he would say, in
allusion to their early days of trial, `•My
(lading, if you find me growing selfish
and forgetful you and lily duty, show
Inc your old red cloak—it will in each a
sermon that will he sure to set um all
right !"
INTERE.STLYO LETTER.
The following letter was recently read
in the Senate Chamber, at ITarrisbu{•g :
:i(r. Mamma sont to the clerk's desk
a letter signed " Horace Greeley," which
Le desired the clerk to read.
Mr. Billingfelt. Does that rolate to
farming?
Mr. Mumma. No sir, it relates to
culinary matters. [Laughter.]
The clerk read the letter, as follows :
TIMIUNE Orrice; Jan. 27, 1872.
Mit. J. T. V., I - leading, Pa. :
711); DEMt favor of the
twenty-;fifth instant is just, received in
ren , ronee to the fidmi,sion or colored
children into the pit bile. SCll Uiili of your
city, and containin. a copy of your re
mai 1..5. t a NV hell by our co lor w i
7.,m5. I will forward your remarks
to \'‘ reque,tc.l . , anti 1 thin]:
ne....1 I.ave un feat., or I 1.!•1:0{
:En I . C , rin 110 opini~'m ju:.f 111 IV nu the
question, but think Mr. Mmuner's hill
will settle-the whole ]natter. A great
deal of lily `time the pan t.eason has' been
ocoupied • in preparing a new and en
larged edition of " What I Know about
Panning," a most excellent and service
able book, whi6h 1 think you ought to
have., tI StII send you a cop;;, po , ,t age
prepaid, On receipt of uric., 6.30.)
tite 11eft.:011 is advanced and has 'kept me
in thu house a great deal, I have been
trying tp bettor the condition of our peo-.
Ale, by enditavoring to matte improve
mont.i in cooking.
Per seine yCar:3 I have found that
"doughnuts lie too - heavy on my sit - Mid - eh,
rn,t- physician:: attribute to the
fat In which they tne. fried. They toll
me, that a doughnut eontai es about iti r dit,.
times as much fat as is . eoll•dstont wok
a thaighnut. To overcome this difil
h I
en..ty, dare gone to considerable philo-
sepldeal re,eareli. By using only one
eighth of the usual ] amount, of fat for
frying them, Mrs. areeley assured me ‘.
the dkughnuts would burn. By , using
eight times as much dour, I would have
Just eight times as many doughnuts as I
wanted. I therefore determined, to USe.
eight times The usual quantity of sets.
bread howl, and having made molt] ex
act, proportions, I put in one pint of Sots.
'Ph
ho — next ntitirnitig, on entering the
WC , found that, our batch of
doughnuts had risen . about ninotykdo
grecs above our highest expect:Wolfs,
andsthe tide was still rising. Mrs. U.
heated the lard while h tried to, stir
down the batter, but all to no use. I
poured hi some fat, but ittinly
and crackled, and I was mollified to
tied my experiment a failure,as the
dmighnuts would not Stick ogother.
Too much sots in a doughnut is worse
than Carl Schurz in a caucus. '
But I *as not • dismayed, Education
has done much for the, human mind,
and them is no reasgu iii philosophy •
why-it should not do - atmuneh foe dough= •,
•
nets. TA -resew) tho tone of • tho
deughntd without the fat, I substituted •
'alcohol for lard, bat the conAequeevo
Waillint Mrs. G and myself narrowly -•
escaped with our lives. NV o only saved
three dough tint out of tho hatch, two
Of which we—cat ritd, sent the third to
Mr. Beecher. Thoy Wore truly delicious,
but thoy are too ingh 'priced and tho
nanwfa6ture is attended with too much-;:
rislq far this brand cier to become a •
poptitir article of diet. Thom) wo made
'cost about toventy-three cents a piece.
Lot mite hoar what your colored - citi-
Zeus are going, to do with the school ,
board.
• ,
I'l ar that in Your vicinity you raise
.a small fruit'called, pretzels, which aro
.said, to bo good, when: cooked. Pleaso
agial me a few sced,:and I will set them, .
out in the spring,— ',Nom% truly,
Ilorcncir GIiBELION
P. b.—When' passing through Allen
town pOpaatimaligo, a boy,OrunO through
the cars with cakes and -Cpecaliac,fruit
called snits.° bough+ few and set
nein out, but fear our e Init° is too se
vere for them. you bp kind
enough to send mu a few. healthy vines,
I would like to give them another
in my green louse. •