Constantine republican. [volume] (Constantine, Mich.) 1836-1838, 1837-11-15

Mr. Pickwick, don't stop there. You'll faI
down and kill yourself, know you will"
Now pray don't alarm yourself, my
DEAR, sad Mr.. Pickwick, soo,hinply.
'There's not the least cause for fear, as.
sure you. Stand firm, SAM"
"All right, sir" replied Weller. "Don
be longer than you can conveniently help.
sir. You're ray,her heavy"
:" Only another momen,, Sam, replied
"r. Pickwick. 81 merely wished you Ia
know, my dear, that should 70, have al
lowed my young friend TO see you in this
| clandestlne way, If the situation il which
you are placed had left him any alternative
and lest the Improperly o this step should
cause you any unea,iness, my love, it may
be q satisfaction 10 you, to know that am
present; that's all, my dear"
/" Indeed, Ne. Pickwick, am very much
obliged to you for your kindness aud con
sideration," replied Arabella, drying her
tears with her handkerchief She would
probably have said much more, had no
Nr. Plckwlck's head disappeared with great
swliiness, in consequence Of false step
Oh San's sho alder, which brough. him sud
denly TO the ground He was up again H.
an instant, however; and bidding Mr.. Win
ke make haste and get the interview o er
ran ouf into the lane TO keep watch, win
all the courage and ardor OF a youth. Mr..
WInkIe himself, inspired by the oc:asion
was on the wall in an instant, merely pau.
sing to request Sam to be careful Of his
| master.
"l'll take care on him, sir" replied
Sam. "Leave him 10 me"
"Where is hel WHAT'S he doing, Sam2' ,
inquired Mr.. Wrinkle
"Bless his old CATERS" rejoined Sam
looking out at the garden door. "Ho's o
keepin' guard in the lane With that 'ere
dark lantern like Il amiabe Guy Fawkes
never ee such fine crce,ur ia my days.
Blessed if don't think his heart must Ina
been born five and twenty year arter hi,
bodo, at least!"'
| Mr.. Winkle stayed not to hear the enco
MUM upon his friend. He had dropped
from the wall; thrown himself ut Arabea's
feet; and By this time was pleading the sir.
cerity of his passion with an eloquence wor,
thy even OF Mr.. Pickwick himself.
Wne these things were going OH in tn
open air, an elderly gentleman OF scen,ific
atainmen,s was seated in his library, two
Or three houses oil, writing phlosophica
treatise, and ever and anon msslening h.
clay and his labors with glass OF clare
from venerable looking bottle which stoo
by his side. In the a5onies of composite
The elidrly gentleman looked sometimes
the carpet, sometimes at the ceiling, an
sometimes at the wall; and when neithc
carpet, ceiling. nor wall afforded the requl
site degree of inspiration, he looked out o
the window.
In one of these -pauses ofinvcntion, thu
scientific gentleman was gazing distracted
" on the thick darkness outside, when he
was very much surprised by observing
most brilliant light glide through the air u
short distance above the ground, and al.
most instantaneously vanish. Af.er slo
time the phenomenon was repeated, no
once or twice, but several times; at last thu
scientific gentleman, laying down his pen
began to consider to what natural cause.
these appearances were to be ascrbed.
They we're not meteors; they were too
, low. They were not glow worms; the,
were too high. They were not wil.o'-the
wsps; they were not fire flies; they were
, not fire works. What could they be! Som'
extraordinary and wonderful phenomenon
of nature, which no philosopher had eve
seen before: something which it had beer
reserved for him to discover, and which
, he should immortalize his name by chro
melting for the benefit of posterity. Full
A of this idea, he seized his pen again, ant
committed to paper sundry notes of thes'
I unparalleled appearances with the date, day
D hour, minute, and precise second at which
} they were visible, all Of which were 10 form
the data Of voluminous treatise OF grea
9 research and deep learning, which SHOULD
astouish all the atniosphcrical wiseacre
/, that ever drew breath in any part of the Ct
e viliZed globe.
He threw himself back in his easy chat
: wrap; in CONCENTRATIONS of his future grea
ness. The mysterious appeared more bri
l.. anily than before; dancing to all appear
ance up and down the lane, crossing fro'
y side to side. and moving N an orbit as et
centric as comets themselves.
k The scientific gentleman was d bachelo
il lie had no wife TO call m and astonish, S
ne rang the bell for his servant.
II "Pfutfle." said the scientific gentleman
d .there is something very extraordinary
@ the air 10 night. Did you see iha,l" sai
/ the scientific gentleman, pointing out of Il
winow, as the light again became visible.
N "Yes, did, SIR"
;. "What de- you think Of it, Pruffle1"
IS think of it, sirl"
le "Ycs. You have been bred up in Il
5. country. What should you say was Il
cause oftlieso lights, now1'
! The scientific gentleman smlingly an
j" cipated Pruflle's reply that he could asslt
is no cause for hem at all. Prufile mediate
i. 81 should say it was thieves, sir" ga
re- Puflle, al length.
you're fool, and may go down stan
id sr:" said the scientific gentleman.
"Thank YOU, sir"--said Pruftie- NJ
n. down he went.
a. But the scientific gentleman could 2
rest under tho idea OF the ingenious troa,'
n. he had projected, being lost 10 tho wor
of which must inevitably be the case, u
Oh speculation of the ingenious Mr. Prui
N. we're not stiflcd in It's birth. lie put on
,r, hat and walked quickly down the garde
lie determined 10 investigate tho matter 10
ed very bottom. 9it9 imr. -.
NJ, Now. shortly before the scientific gent
man walked out into the garden, Mr.. fic
,,;cL had run down the lane as fast as