Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1853-07-20
"THE PAPER DON'T SAY so Is,


Mr.. Slocum was not educated in Uni
versity, and his walk in life has been in
by-paths and out of the way places. His
mind is characterized by littleness rather
than comprehensive grasp of great sub
lects. MIR. Slocum can however, master
printed Paragraph by dint of spelling the
hard words in deliberate maner, and he
manages to get a few glimpses of men and
things from his little rocky farm, through
the medium of a newspaper. 1t is quite
edifying to hear Mr.. Slocum reading the
village paper aloud to his wife after hand
days work.
A few evenings ago, father Slocum was
reading an account of a dreadful accident
that had occurred at factory in the next
town, and which the village editor had
described in great many words.
Il declare wife; that was an awful ac-
ciGent over tew the mills
What was it about. Mr.. Slocum .
IN read the count. wife. then you will
know all about it.
MIR. Slocum began to read.
Horrible 0nd Fatal Accident-It be-
comes our painful duty to record the par
ticulars of an accident that occurred at the
lower mill, in this village, yesterday after
noon, by which a human being in the
prime of life was hurried to that bourne
from which, as the immortal Shakespeare
has said. mo traveller returns
Du tell T. exclaimed Mrs. S.
'Mr David Jones workman who had but
few superiors this side of the great city of
New York. was engaged in adjusting a
belt upon one of the largest drums
Il wonder if it was bass drum sich as
has e Pluri6as Unum' printed on it?' said
Mrs. S.
when he became entangled. His armwas
drawn around the drum, and finally his
whole body was whirled over the shaft at
a fearful rate. When his situation was
discovered, he had revolved about fifteen
minutes, his head and arms striking a
large beam a distinct blow Mt each revolu-
ton"
Poor creature, how it mus: have hurt
him.
when the machinery had been stopped.
it was found that Mr.. Jones arms and legs
were macerated to Jelly
We'll, did it kill him p asked Mrs. S. with
increasing interest.
portions Of the duramater, cerebrum.
cerebellum, in confused masses, we're
scattered about the Gloor-in short, the
the gates of eternity opened upon him.
Here Mr.. Slocum paused to wipe his
spectacles, and the wife seized the oppor-
tunity to press the question
Was the man kiIled?'
Il don't know-havn't come to that vet;
you'll know when I've finished the piece ,
And Mr.. Slocum continued his rea-
ding:
1T was evident, when the shapeless
form was taken down, that it was no lon
ger tenanted by an immortal spirit-that
the vital spark was extinct
Was the man killed? that's what | want
come at said Mrs S,
do have a little patience, old'ooman,'
said Mr.. s., eyeing his better half over his
spectacles; Il presume we shall come up
on it right away And he went on:
This fatal casualty has cast a gloom
over our village and We trust that it will
prove a warning to persons who are called
upon to regulate the powerful machinery
of our mill
Now says Mrs. Slocum, perceiving
that the narrative was ended, now should
like to know whetherthe man was killed or
not g
Mr.. Slocum looked puzzled. He scratch
ed his head scrutinized the article he had
been reading, and took a general survey of
the paper.
L declare. wife, tits rather curious, but
really, the paper don't say