The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, June 12, 1877, Page 2, Image 2
THE TIMES, NEW BLOOMFltiLD, PA., JUNE 12, 1877;' --t -r : ain 1 oliarged V What have I doner' eked Caspar. " Tut, tut, you have heard the procla mation ; for all your innocent looks, you know well the Governor's orders. Hark my master 1 do you hear It V" and the officer pointed his staff toward the court, where the goat was at that moment heard to cry. " Awny with him V" exclaimed one of the officers, a gigantic, burly fellow ; and as he spoke he seized the youth by the collar, and suddenly dragged him into the street, when lie was instantly sur . rounded by the guards. ' Be still, be patient, Caspar Brandt," said one of the officers i " for if the peo pie should learn your crime, they will tear you piecemeal." " Crime! crime !" cried the bewildered Caspar. " The proclamation of yesterday makes your offence a fatal one. What! at a time like this, feed a beast with fine wheaten bread 1 When Christian babes are withering with want, cast loaves to goats 1 " cried the officer. But come,and take my counsel ; come peacably, the judge will hear you." Caspar conscious of the innocence, nay, of the goodness of his intentions, resigned himself Into the custody of his guards, and, assured that he could satis factorily justify the seeming wasteful ness condemned by the officer, felt confi dent of speedy liberty. His only anxiety Ids only fear, was lest his mother had overheard the parley between himself and his captors, lest hia sudden absence from the house should cause her new alarm. As he was led to the justice-hall the following crowd continued to In crease, and with eagerness inquired the offence of the prisoner. At length one of the guards he had been roughly han dled by Caspar when hauled into the street dropped a few malicious hints to two or three earnest inquirers, who were not slow to piece out an ample enormity wherewith to charge the culprit. The story tan from mouth to mouth' losing nothing as it went. ' " Oh ! the monster I feed cattle with bread I nourish dogs on loaves, and men and women perishing with hunger!" ried one. "Dogs!" exclaimed a second; feed dogs ! I doubt not he hath somewhere ft whole pack of hounds, fat and sleek with food stolen from Christians." "Ha! ha!" shouted Simon Holzkopf, " and this Is the rare fellow who preach ed more patience to us this morning; who gave us a sermon on the goodness of star vation! Look at the villain, townsmen did ye ever see so stout, so burly a rogue, filled to the lips with the fat of the land V But this is not enough , 'tis not sufficient that he must lard his own stomach, but he must rob the poor to feed his beasts." ' " What said the proclamation V" asked another ', "the Governor's proclamation of yesterday 1"' " What said it V" echoed Hans Potts ; " why It said death to all who who should keep a dog, or cat, nay , so much as a lin net, to consume the food that Christian . lips are white for. And you heard the knave this morning talk of the dinner of the Governor. Well, he forsooth must keep a pet goatay, must run away from schooling us, to throw I know not how many loaves to his pretty favorite. Well, well; if there's justice in the city, we shall see a hanging day." "To the gallows with hlml" cried a dozen voices, and the cry was immedi ately taken up by the whole crowd. " No trial to the gallows with him." ; The crowd Increased, and the shouts for vengeance on the unfortunate Caspar became loud and Incessant, lhe square below the justice hall was filled with the multitude, whose roaring voices pealed through the building. " Let the Governor judge the prisoner; the Governor's proclamation makes him guilty. Let the Governor be judge," said the burgomaster, unwilling to bear the obloquy, which, in better times, would be certain to rise against hlra, should he condemn Caspar. '? The people cry Tor his death," said an officer ; " we had hard work to keep him from their nails." " Ay, let the famine cease, and the same people Will curse the Judge who sentenced him. Let the Governor, who makes such laws, execute them. To the garrison with the prisonerl" Such 'were the words of the burgomas ter, who with his officers had that morn ing vainly endeavored to move the Gov ernor to capitulate, and who now sought to aggravate the evils of his obstinacy. "Hang a man for keeping a milch goat !" said the magistrate. "No; again I say, since the sword makes laws, let the sword execute them. Take your prisoner to the garrison !" The prisoner," Brandt, to the gal lows !" again rose from the crowd and rung through the hall. " Take him through the Western pas sage, and so you will avoid the mob," said the magistrate; and Caspar, who1 had now leslgned himself to certain death was led away to the garrison, the hall still echoing with the cries and Curses of the multitude, who, when they learned the escape of thelf victim o,we should rather say his brier reprieve followed, hallooing and shouting, to the walls; their rnge redoubled by disap pointment. The Governor, his officers, and their men-at-arms, were speedily assembled ; and Caspar Brandt, with pale, yet un clouded and undaunted brow, stood be fore his Judge. " Young man," said the Governor, 'I am sorry for you ; but these are times when the duty of the citizen becomes religion. Did you hear the proclama tion V" , "Ay, my lord," said Caspar, calmly. " And braved It V I am sorry for you. The penalty is death." " I am prepared to die," answered Cas par, "and yet yet " " Speak," said the Governor, " and bold. If there be any doubt of your guilt nay, If there be the slightest" " My lord," interrupted oneof the offl cers, "we have brought testimony suffi cient. Boom there," and the officer beckoned to one of his followers, who, making his way through the crowd, flung from his back the carcass of the slaughtered goat. Caspar sprung like a hound upon the fellow. " May the hand wither," he ex claimed, "that did this !" And, when, again seized by his guards, his eyes fell upon the slaughtered animal, he burst into tears, and covering his fuce with his hands groaned 'Jmother I dear, dear mother!" " This is no time to cast bread to beasts let the prisoner have a confessor, and then," and the Governor paused, sur veying the youth with looks of pity, "and then dispatch him." , . "Here's Father Francis,' said the officer, as an old monk broke through the crowd, and without a word, hurry ing to Caspar, embraced him. " My son ! My dear son ! Oh, my lord Governor, what would you with this youth V A nobler creature,a gentler soul, a youth in whom more virtuous gift are mingled, lives not in this city. And here! a captive! What Is his crime V" asked the monk. " Look there, father," said the Gov ernor, and he pointed to the dead goat. " You have heard the proclamation, you know the measures which our care for the common good Imposes upon all." " Mine iufne, is the fault," cried the monk. " Thine !" said the Governor. " This youth he has a mother, yet a young and comely woman, but this is little it is her goodness, her tenderness, her more than motherly affection for the brave lad, they have made him forfeit his life for her from whom he drew it." " But your share in his fault V" asked the Governor.' "I Was his 'mother's confessor; and when her means failed, her- physician for in my youth I studied medicine and hence the lowly poor, thanks to my saint, have often owned the value of my skill. As the rigors of the siege increas ed, the poor widow pained and wasted, course food she could not take death seemed inevitable. Milk was her only nourishment this poor lad sold all but his last garment to buy the goat, now slaughtered at your feet ; from day to day, and week to week, unknown to his poor dying mother, deprived himself of need ful food, that the animal to him a sacred thing, since his mother's life depended on it might not want provender ; nay, when your proclamation was made known, dared to despise it, for a parent's life." ; "' ' i: 1 " I am sorry for him, most sorry," said the Governor, with melting eyes, "but justice must be done, father; pre pare your penitent for heaven." " My lord, grant me one prayer. I ask not for my life," cried Caspar, " you say 'tis forfeited, the cruelty of the time de mands it let It go; the sentence cannot stain my memory let It go. ' But my mother oh I my lord ! if ever yours were dear to you, protect mine when I am gone, save her from the sharp mis ery of " . A piercing shriek was at this moment heard a shriek of such wild agony ,that the sternest soldier felt his heart grow cold at the Bound. . Another moment, and the wretched widow nerved by des peration, burst through the crowd, and fell upon her son's neck. "Caspar I my own boy I my, brave, brave- " . "Oh God, she's dead 1'V exclaimed Caspar, as he beheld the white face, the fixed Hps, of his motionless parent. The soldiers gathered about the mother and son, and a murmur of compassion rose from the crowd. The Governor's wife and daughter heard the tale, and fled to the spot to sue for mercy. Still uncon scious of the presence of all, save the one dear object, Caspar gazed on the pale features of the widow. " She's dead dead!" he uttered, In that oold, hopeless voice, that sounds of a broken heart. " No, no, my son, her pulse- beats,", said the monk, "she breathes." " Hark, hark P' exclaimed a soldier, and he leaped upon-the wall. , " The trumpets I our fi teqds 1" And a . loud hurrah rose from the garrisoa." ; - "Silence," cried the Governor- "I Ilea nothing." And there was a pro found pause, and the gloom of disap pointment gathered on the faces of all men, who with hushed breath listened, their brows growing darker with the silence. Another second, and the trum pets came shrilly upon the wind shouts rose from the garrison, and a thousand weapons flashed from their scabbards. " My lord, a sword I let me die there!" and Caspar the monk having borne away his mother rushed to the feet of the Governor, and pointed beyond the walls. " I grant your prayer," said the Gov ernor; " and now, men, unbar the gates and sally upon them ; we have the foe between us." Wrlld and Joyous were the shouts with which the men rushed on the besiegers, who, hemmed between the two parties, were, after a fierce and sanguinary fight, utterly defeated. Many were the deeds of valor done that day. Caspar fought as though he hungered for death. At least twenty of the foe fell beneath his maiden sword. He returned to the city with the con querors, and next day appeared before the Governor. " My lord," said Caspar, "lam still your prisoner. I sought for death." "And have found knighthood! I marked you on the field," said the Gov ernor, " I am myself your debtor for a life. Kneel, and rise a valiant knight." The filial piety, the bravery of young Caspar, became a famous story through the city. The fair daughter of the Gov ernor had heard from his mother's lips the history of her son's virtues, learned from her father the1 glory of his deeds ; and, with her father's glad consent, be came In after years, the young knight's bride. From the day of battle, the widow gathered health and strength, and lived to be a gray-haired matron, happy in her son's greatness. In the cathedral of the besieged city, may be seen a monument, where, lying at the feet of a warrior in complete mail, is sculptured a young milch goat. That monument records the filial piety of Caspar Brandt. BURDOCK'S GOAT. LAST MONDAY afternoon the eleven Bobllnk boys surrounded and caught an enormous, shaggy, strong smelling, wicked looking goat, of the masculine gender, turned him loose in Burdock's garden, nailed up the- gate and then went home and flattened their eleven lit tle noses against the back windows to watch for coining events. :: . i w: Before his goatship had spent three minutes in that garden, he had managed to make himself perfectly at home, pull ed down the clothes line and devoured two lace collars, a pair of undersleeves and a striped stocking belonging to Mrs. B. and was busily engaged sampling one of Burdock's shirts when the servant girl came rushing out with a basket of clotheB to hang up. .(.' "The saints preserve us," she exolaim ed, coming to a full halt and gazing open mouthed at the goat, who was calmly munching away at the shirt. " Shew, shew, Bhew, there," screamed the girl, setting down her basket, taking her skirts in both hands-, and shaking them violently toward the intruder. Then the goat, who evidently consid ered her movements In the light of a challenge, suddenly dropped his wicked old head and darted at her with the force of an Erie locomotive and just one min ute later by the oity hall clock, that girl had tumbled a back sommersault over the clothes basket and was crawling away on her hands and knees in search of a place to die, accompanied by the goatf who hutted her on the bustle ground every third second. It is probable he would have kept on butting her for the next two weeks if Mrs. Burdock, who had been a witness of the unfortunate affair, had not armed herself with the family poker and hur ried to the rescue. , , -.... , " Merciful goodness. , Anne, do get up on your feet,'! "he exclaimed, aiming a murderous blow at the beast's head and missing It by a few of jthe shortest kind of inches, It was not repeated, owing to the goat suddenly raising up on his hind feet, waltzing towards her and striking her in the small of the bock, hard enough to loosen her finger nails and destroy her faith in a gloiious Immortality. When Mrs. B. returned to conscious ness, she crawled out from behind the grindstone where she had been tossed and made for the house, stopping only once, when the goat came after and butted her, head first into the,' grape Once lui-lde the house, the door was locked and the unfortunates sought the solitude of their own rooms and, such, comforts as they could extract from rub bing and growling, while the goat wan dered around the garden like Satan in the book of Job, seeking what lie could, devour and the eleyen little ijJohllnk boys fairly hugged, themselves with pleasure over the performance. ... . , ' By the time Burdock returned home i that evening and learned all the partic ulars from his arnica soaked wife the goat had eaten nearly all tbe week's washing, half the grapevine and ohe side out of the clothes' basket. "Why in thunder didn't you put him out and not leave him there to destroy everything?" he demanded angrily. : " Because he wouldn't go and I was not going to stay there and be killed, that's why," answered his wife, exci tedly. " Wouldn't fiddlesticks," he exclaim ed, making for the garden, followed by the entire family. , " Get out of here,you thief," he shout ed, as he came1 into the garden and caught sight of the shaggy and highly perfumed visitor. The goat bit off another mouthful of the basket and regarded him with a mischievous twinkle of his eyes. "You won't go, hey" exclaimed Burdock, trying to kick a hole in the enemy's ribs. " I'll show you wheth " The sentence was left unfinished, as the goat Just then dropped his head on Burdock's shirt bosom and before he could recover his equilibrium, he had been butted seven times in seven fresh spots and was down on his knees crawl ing around in a very undignified man ner, to the horror of the family and the infinite glee of the eleven young Bob links next door. "Look Out he' don't hurt you," screamed Mrs. Burdock, as the goat sent him flying into a snow pile. 1 When Burdock had got his bald head out of the snow, he was mad all over his clothes and tried to clutch the brute by the horns, but desisted after he had lost two front teeth and been rolled in the mud. " Don't make a living show of your self before the neighbors," advised his wife. " Come in, pa and let him be," begged his daughter. " Golly, dad look out, he is comin' agin," shouted his son, enthusiasti cally. The 'Burdock waxed profane and swore three story oaths in such rapid succession that his family ' held their breaths and a pious old lady, who lived in a house in the rear, shut up her win dows and sent out the cook to hunt for a policeman or a missionary. 1 . "Run for it, dad," advised his son a moment later, when the goat's attention seemed to be turned away. Burdock sprang to his feet and follow ed his offspring's suggestion. He was legging it in superb style and the chances of his reaching the house seemed excel lent, when the fragrant brute suddenly dapped on more steam, gained rapidly and darting between his legs, capsized him into the ash box. His family dragged him inside, anoth er candidate for rubbing, arnica and a blessed haven of rest. The back of the house has been her metically sealed and Burdock now pro poses extending an invitation to the militia regiments of Boston to come down and practice marksmanship off the roof, promising to furnish a live goat for a target and a silver plated napkin ring as the first prize. . A Widow Who was not' a Widow. Five years ago the people of Law renceburg were shooked by what was supposed to be a foul murder between that place and Sunmansville. The vic tim was John Buckhorst, a farmer who lived on the Manchester pike. He sold his farm at considerable sacrifice, ob taining his wife's signature to the deed with some ' difficulty, and on the day prior to the supposed tragedy he Visited Sunmansville and collected about $1,000. Id the evening he started ostensibly for home. The next day his coat, hat, and shirt were found torn to threads, near a spot that bore evidence of a terrible struggle. 1 ....... An old farmer named Falke was ar rested on suspicion, and a creek near the spot was dragged for the body, but with out result. The fact that Falke was flush With money was regarded as suffi cient circumstantial evidence to warrant summary action. A vigilance commit tee was therefore organized, and a rope was prepared, and but for the earnest pleadings of some sober-minded men, poor Falke might have been hanged as the murderer of Buckhorst. Meantime Buckhorst's wifo was de pendent upon charity, the farm having been sold and the money collected. She has thus lived ever since, and mourned for her husband as one dead. And now comes the denouement. One day last week an old neighbor of Buekbors be ing jn Louisville, saw a man driving a hack who looked very much like his old neighbor Buckhorst, and after pressing him drew from him the acknowledgment that he is the same who disappeared from Lawrenceburg five years ago. He is working In a livery Btable, and takes a new alias every few weeks, ne has been known in Louisville as J. J. William son, He is living with another woman. I)R. KCJIEJiCk'S jPULMO.MC SIBUP, Re Weed Tokio, i!o Mawtnuk Film These medicines have undoubtedly performed more piiresnl Consumption than any other remedy known to the American public. They are com. pounded of vegetable ingredients, and contain nothing which can be injurioita to the human constitution. Other remedies advertised as cures for Consumption, probably contain opium, which is a somewhat dangerous drug In all cases, and It taken freely by consumptive patients, It must do great Injiiryt for Its tendency Is to conllnethe morbid matter in the system, which, of course, must make a cine Impossible, Rchneck's Pulmon ic Syrup Is warranted not to contain a particle of opium ; It Is composed of powerful but harmless herbs, which act on the lungs, liver, stomach .and blood, and thus correct all morbid secrctlons.and expel all the diseased matter from the body. These are the only means by which Consumption can be cured, and as Schneck'a pulmonic Hymn, Sea weed Tonic, and mandrake Pills are the only medicines which operate in this way, It Is obvions they are the only genuine cure for Piilmonlo Con. sumption. 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I did so, and lie commenced healing up my sores and succeeded In ellectiiig an external cure, but In a short time the disease appeared again In a worse form than ever, as cancerous humor upon my lungs, throat and head. I sullered the most terrible pain, and there seemed to be no remedy, and my friends thought I must soon die, when my attention was called, while reading a newspaper, to a VEGETINK testimonial of Mrs. Waterhouse. No. 864 Athens 8'., South Boston, and I, formerly residing In South Boston and being personally ac quainted with her and knowing her formeT feeble health, I ooncluded 1 would try the Vegetine. After I had taken a few bottles It seemed to force the sores out of my system. I had running sores In my ears which for a time were very palnful.but I continued to take the Vegetine until I had taken about twenty-five bottles, my health Im proving all the time from the commencement of the first bottle, and the sores to heal. 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