Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1857-11-03
The Quaker's Corn Crib.

't'h'i iAdu pcen IN the nabII OF ste. |
Ing corn from his neighhor who was
Quaker. Every night he would 90 softi,
10 the crib, and fill his bag with the ear
/ which the good old Quaker's toll hat
! placed there. Every inorninp the oil
gentleman observed Il diininution of HI,
corn-pile. This was very ANNOYING. an,
must be stopped-but howa Many ;
one would have said -. Catch the vilIai,
and have hun sent 10 jail''
But the Quaker was not prepared I,
I enter INTO such severe measures H.
/ wanted 10 punish the offender and a
the same time. brlng about his reforma.
'lon If possible. So he fixed a sor, Of
trap close 10 the hole through which the
h'ah coa4a thrust his arra IN getting tho
corn.
The wicked neishbor proceeded on his
unh~iy erraud at the hour OF midnight,
( with bag III hand. Unsuspectingly he
thrust his hand into the crib 10 seiz. an
ear, when 10. be found himself unable 10
withdraw IT. In vain be tagged, and
pulled, and sweated, and alternately cried
aud cursett His hand was f;ssr, and every
effort totreiease il only mada il the more
secure. Aftera time the tumult IN his
breast measurably subsidized. He gave
over hls ust'sess struggles and began to
look around him. All was silence and
rePoSe- Cool IN We're sleeping com
tortably IN their beds, while he was com
PEELED tokeepa dlsgraceful watch through
the remafnder of that long and tedious
night, has hApd in constant pam from the
pressure of theglamp Which held it. His
I'll l.
ry body, would fain have sunk bepeath
hlm, aud his heavy eyes would have clos
ed IN sIumber, bat 10 there was no rest,
no sleep for hun,
There he must, stand and watch the
progress of the night, and AT once desire
and dread the return of morning. Morn
ing came, at last, and the Quaker looked
out of his window, and saw that he had
: clught his man"
What was to be done Some would
say, : Go out and give him a good cow
hiding just as he stands; that'll cure
HIM" But not so said the Quaker Such
course would have sent the man away
embTttered, aud mutterillg curses of re-
venge The good oiI man hurried on
his clothes, and at once started to the re-
lief and punishment Of his prisoner. ~.
" Good morning friend" said he, as he
came IN speaking distance. :. How does
the do Z"
The poor culprit made no answer, but
burst into tears.
so &c = soid the -o,oa'Ser,. us he pro
ceeded. 20 release him. .trm sorry that
thee has got thy hand fast. Thee put il
IA the wrong place, or it would not have
been So"
The man looked crestfalIen, and beg
glng forgiveness. hastily turned 10 make
hls retreat =" Stay" said his persecutor,
tor he was now becoming such to the Of
tender, VIII j could have received a blow
with much better grace than the kind
words that were falling from the Old Qua
ker's lips; " Stay, friend, thy bag is not
iIlIed. Thee needs corn,or thee would not
have taken so much pains to get it
Come, let Us fill H." Aud the poor fell
low was obliged to stand and hold the bar
while the old man filed il, interspersing
the exercises with the pleasantest con-
verSatiou lmaginab bIe-all of which were
as duggers in the heart of his chargrined
and mortified victim The bag was fl
led, and the string tied, and the sufferer
Eoped soon to be out of the presence of
his tormentor. But again hts purpose was
lhwartcd.
STAY said the Quaker, as the man
was about to hurry oil, having muttered
once more his apologies and thanks
- Stay, Ruth has the breakfast ready ere
this; thee must not think of going with
out breakfast. Come, Ruth is calling"
This=was almost uncomfortable, i his
was % heapn9 Goals" with vengeance,
In vain the mortified neighbor begged to
be excused; IN vain he pleaded TO be re-
leased from what would be to hum pun
lshment ten times more severe than I'M
prisonment and stripes. The Quaker
was ineXorable, and he was Obliged TO
yield.
Breakfast over, "now," said the old
farmer, as he helped the victim to shout
der the bag, g if thee needs any more
corn, come IN the daytime, and thee shall
have It," -
With what shame and rernorse did that
guilty man turn from the dwelling of the
pious Quaker! E.ery body is ready to
say that be never again visited The Qua
ker's corn-crib