The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1855-05-23

on my hat, and tossed the chairs in confu-
sion round my room. I had scrcely done
this when ! heard the steps of the party on
the stairs, and, as they entered the room,
gave tremendous oath, with every other
evidence of counterfeited passion.
"Hallo!" exclaimed Harry Pierce, "what
is the matter with you? Going out!"
II have this moment come in" said l
"tO get my pistols. I thought I'd practice
this morning-and some vagabond has been
in my room, and turned everything upside
down. It's too bad, by Jove; there's a
whole pile of shirts, just from the wash,
tossed on the floor" .....
My friends burst into wild laugh, and
Tom Needham exclaimed: ...
"Served you right. What business have
Tou to own so many shirts? l have only
one In fact that was what kept me from
you yesterday SO long. l had to lie in bed
while it was being washed and irone d-and
the woman kept it two hours beyond time,
because | owed her little BILL"
"Well," said l, 81 wish you'd stop your
nonsense and fix up mat!ets; and we'll go
out and take crack or two this morning"
"Not with me-" answered Tom. "It1S
too cold for the fingers. Tell you what
we'll do-We'll have game of whist
There's just snug party; | wonder where
Fred is?' .... .......
~ don't know" said l; he promised yes
terday to come and see me- -.
I'm bet sous" cried Jack Fry, "that
he was the Robid Goodfellow who ups;t
your wardrobe"
"Just like him." I replied; "but never
theless, am bent on shooting this NOR
ming"
$50 you shall shoot, old fellow" cried
Tom NeedAan, $50 you shall; and you
needn't cool your fingers either. You leave
this old rat-trap tomorrow, don't you?"
eyes"
every good. Then well give your land
lady proof of our solid regard. "Hafe;"
and he took piece of coal from the hearth
as he spoke-"Ill chalk out the old lady on
this closet door. Load the pistols and
we'll put more balls into the old feminine,
than she puts pepper-corns into her mock
turtle soap.U
A general yell Of approval greeted this
novel proposition, amid which Tom gravely
proceeded to sketch what he called re-
markably correct portrait of the mistress of
the house, and Harry Pierce sat to work to
load the pistols. When Harry had finished
he claimed first shot for his pains; which
Tom claimed FOR the same reason, insisting
that as ne had set up the wind mill, he
ought to tilt at it. A mock alteration fol-
lowed, which was finally settled by toss
up, which Harry won. He grasped the pis-
tol accordingly. and fired.
A noise of something followed The
concussion had disturbed the body, which,
in falling, had struck 81 le shelf, and over.
turned some books. We all started. Need
ham, however, did not notice it, and pre-
senting his pistol, fred again, but entirely
too low, exclaiming when he saw the result.
"there's ball in her ladyship's calf, by
Jupiter"
Harry turned to me as white as ashes,
and said: "3id you hear anything?"
"I did," I replied, "the ball rom your
pistol, and be hanged to you. has upset
some Of my books, | suppose"
"oh. my God!'' exclaimed Harry, 81
have terrible presentment. Suppose my
brother should have hid himself in the
closet" And he sank down on the chair
as he spoke. We gathered round him: and
Tom Needham burt into a fit oflaughter.
/ "Upon my soul" said he, "you are worse
than the bakers's daughter" Here he
cried, in squaking tone, "If were to be
married, and we're to come and to get into
the oven and be burned to death-boo-
booH' Then resuming his natural tone, he
exclaimed, ',You are the most ridiculous
fools, the whole Of you, ever saw. Have
you any brandy in your den? I must have
a little to revive me, afer this scene. You'd
better give Harry some. Lord knows he
al. y Ia u aa4 4 .
needs IT, 's
] Ny heart throbbed with strange delight
The web Of my difficulties was being rapid
| ly unraveled-my escape was almost Ger
tain; but what if they should discover til,
fractured | walked boldly forward to th'
closet, and placing my hand on the catch
knob, said: "in order TO dissipate you
doubts, I win open the mystery" AS
I spoke threw the door wide open.
4 Mine was an affected shout. bnt not s.
that Of the rest, | shall never forget tn
wild shrek Of despair which left the bosom
! Of Harry Pierce. as he knelt forward AM
J raised the body Of his brother, nor The ter
rible tcnes Of that hoarse whisper, in whicI
! he said, I'm Cain God forgive my fol
Iyp' and then he sank into the arms .
I Tom Needham. sNs-.,
Ny companions efamiOed the body. TIL