Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1846-05-07

He'd teach the red rascal who was |
who
Bat standing there in the storm, dad |
no good--lt neither stopped the rain,
nor created a deer Shln-and the only
alternative there was left, was 10 pro.
coed home as fast as his two feet would
carry hun.
So grasping the handle Of his INN.
brcIIa with desperate energy, he pro
cccded 20 rctracc his steps. But alas
when he arrived within sight of the
bridge, that structure was quietly lcav.
ing its station and dancing something
Ike merry hornpipc down stream.
What was now 10 be done The
unhappy Colonel was now in II sad pm'
dIcamcnt He shivcrcd IN cvrey JOINT,
and there was certainly no place whcIe
he could cross dry-Shod. Could he Of
with shoes and stockings aud wade
Oh, horror Of horrors what a tho't
Yet there was no other way, for cross
ed the stream must be, before hc could
reach comfortable quarters. SO hc di-
vested himself rs speedily as possible
of shoes and socks, placed them under
his arm, and taking his umbrella under
the other, closed hls eyes, lit his lips,
/ and with desperation rushed forward
The water felt to his glowing feet
very much like ice, and the stones at
the bottom seemed to be set up edge
ways-at any rate, they Were quite
To sharp and slippery to answer any
body's ideas Of comfort but he NUT
tered to himself and dashed on fll-
riously. When he had reached the
middle Of the stream, his feet seemed
to become unaccouniably Obstinate
they slIppc' about to suit their fancy
and down head foremost he came. He
spread out both hands to save himself
and out slipped shoes, stockings and
umbrella, and last followed in the way
OF their 'lIlustrlous predecessor the
bridge. Nor was this all his hat fell
from his head, as he came down with
n Sudden jerk; and joined company
with those who had gone before.
oh |! o-or shrckcd the lucklcs'
, Colonel, while another step plunged
, him again to the bottom. One dcspc
rate, energetic splash was heard, ant
the Colonel stood harc-footcd, bare
headed, and unbrellacss, on the oppo
, site shore, looking very much like ;
wcll-iillcd spungc.
Hatlcss and barcfooted he must pro
ian,l hA,,,f 60 !, tul L ,
was out of the question-thcy were en-
= tircly out Of sight His store was full
t mile off, and no wonder that he drew
, in his breath with dreadful, Ii
as he proceeded through the cold re-
I mud up the hill. No one could hay,
= recognised in the forlorn looking crca
ture, then and there creeping up TIN
- road, the sleek, fat gentleman, who al
/ hour before had walked down with
70 nice hat, creakiu@ shoes and silk un
$ brclln over his head, to ward Cd Il.
drops Of rain.
Now it happened that hiSlovng con
+ sort, Mrs. Fox, stood looking out OF III
= window, when this tor,orn object ofpl
It ty first pictured itself on her visual OF
c gans. She had very great dread q
d stragglcIS, as She was pleased TO DESC
nate those homeless creatures we some
d times meet with, wandering throHgl
d the country, and immediately Suini'
l. ing tins man to belong to that unhaI
p py class, she screamed TO Chine, tn
o Hack house girl, TO bar the door, lo
q there was the AwFULLEsT lOOkm
/ crlttcr Of n stragglcr coming up tn
Il road she ever did see IN her born days
, Chine, in n much greater fluer than h'
mistress. if possible. Immediately obcyed o
s. dcrs-and every curtain was dropped !
IS make the poor bcggnr suppose that thcl
1, was no one At home. Mrs Fox stood ere
q and brca,hlcss, IN the middle OF the foo
ID with both hands extended, IN momcn,ar
lc expectation Of having the door burs, IN,
~ window dashed out by the exaspcra,'
81 villain Poor Chine hnd skunk into OF
- corner, and sat with her feet on the floor =
nc her elbows resting on her lap, and her he,
- -an her ands-whllc The white Of her
~ fnghicl eyes shonc wonderfully distinct
the dlrkened room
~ I'm WASH, for leaving me alone |
|" send you down to the store after your IN a
ter said Mrs Fox in n whisper to the cot
nj cring African, but DAREsN 'T-ihefes
SO telling what The eruet may do before y,
on get back
The words were ha;dy out Of her mou
hy before the feet Of tho supposed vagran. wo
,lC hcar,d spaulng up the steps, and cross.
I, the PIAZZA. His hand wa. on the h1ul
a, and The door shook violently IN his cra.f
-. 'Opon the door open open = shhek
y, the b"Igar's voice, family.
- Chimes eyes opened 10 their utmost
III mentions, and poor Mrs Fox thought s
was sartain n, that moment she neve shot
VI breathe again 2
he Death and iurv open the door or
we beat It down, YOU black faced niger yo
no It's some Of your doinss screamed
ov inlutiaIed Colonel HIS pny II a ma