The Tiffin tribune. [volume] (Tiffin, Ohio) 1848-1859, 1859-02-18

via hurricane, we'll wrapped up in nj
quilted flannel dressing gewn, sat in Nj
we'll padded easy chair before warn
and bright FIRE, taking his conCorlabl
bedroom. This was the hour of the 90
1lcst enjoyment to the self.induluept Oh,
Syoari'e, who dearly loved his own case
Very comfortable was Old Hurricane: ant
as he toasted his feet and slipped punch
while bis black servant, Wool, applied
lhe warming'pan TO his coy couch h,
iairly Rugged himself for enjoyment. and
declared that nothing under heaven vonlj
or could tempt him 10 leave ths, room
and that house aud 20 out into tha, storm
that night just as he had come 70 this
emphatic determination he was startled
by violent ringing Of the bell. Order.
ing Wool to go and see what was the mat.
ter he hastily arrayod himself in his
sleeping habiliments aud jumped into bed
determined not TO be inttuded upon, or 10
DC called outof his room on any account
whatever.
Az this moment Wool sppesred.
"Shul the door, you villainl Do you
intend to stand there holding 4 open on
me all night?" vociforated tho old man.
Wool hastily closed the offending DOR
tails, and hurried to his masters side.
" We'll, sir, who was It rung the boll?"
"Sar, de Reverend Mr.. PSrson Good
win, and ha say how he must SEQ you
yourself personally, alonei"
"See me, you villain Didn't you tell
him that | had retired ?'
eyes, Marso, ] tell him how you were
gone to bed and asleep morue'e an hour
ago and he ordered me to come wake you
up, and say how il were matter o. life
aud death /"
Life and death 4? What have I to DO
with life and death l won't stir II
the parson wants TO see me he will have
to come up here and see the in bed.
"Mos' l fetch him reverence up sar %
"Hes, | wouldn't get up and 20 down
to see-Washington-shut the door you
rascal ! or III throw the bootjack at your
wooden head 20
Wool oboyed with alrority and in time
to escape the threatened missile.
After an absence Of few minutes he
was heard returning, attending upon the
footsteps Of another, And the next min /.
ute he entered, ushering in the Rev, Mr..
Goodwin, the parish minister of Bethle-
hem, ST. Mary's.
How do you do ? How do you do
though S6ngtRr,o si5vlnld %, ar Jv,i., f,
Fact is, l caught cold with this severe
change Of weather, and took a warm ne
gus and went to bed to sweat il off !
You'll excuse me Wool draw that easy
chair up to my bedside for worthy Mr..
Goodwin aud bring him glass of warm
negus. II will do him good after his cold
ride"
81 thank you, Major Warfeld | l will
take the seat, but not the negus, II yol
please tonight"
mot the negusl Oh. come now, YOU
are joking Why, IL viii keep you.fTou
catching cold, and be a most comfortable
nightcap, disposing you to sleep and sweal
like a babyl OF course you spend the
night with us 2"
81 thank you. no must take the road
again in few minutes"
"TRke the road again tonight Why
man alive 1t is midnight, and the snow
driving like all Lapland."
"Sir. | am sorry to refuse your prof
fered hospitality and leave your comforta-
BILE roof tonight, and sorrier still to have
to take you with me-" said the pastor
grayely."
"Take Me with you No, no, my
good sir no no, that is too good Joke
ha ha ~
"Sir, fear that you will find it very
serious one ! Your servant told you thai
my errand WAS one Of imminent urgen
cy ?"
Eyes, something like life ant
death"
"Exactly-down in the, cabin near tb,
Punch Bowl, there is an old woman
dying"
"There, knew It. was just saying
there might be an old woman dying. But
my dear sir, what's that to me ? Wha
can do ?"
Humanity. sir, would prompt you"
"But. my dear sir, how can l hell
her? am not Z physician to pre-
]
"she is far past physicians help"
"Nor am ! priest to hear her confes
sion"
"Ief confession God has already re
ceiyed"
"well. and I'm not lawyer 70 draw
up her will"
mo, sir; tut you are recently appoint
ed one Of the Justices Of the Peace ie
Allegheny"
"Yes; well, what Of that. That doe
not comprise the duty of my getting a
out Of my wSrm bed and going through
= snow storm to sac an old woman ex
pire."
Excuse me for insisting, sir; but thi
is an official duty" said the Parson mild
lily but firmly.
"I'll--l'll throw up my commission
Tomorrow" growled the old man.
"To-morrow you may do that, bu
meanwhile, tonight. being still in th
commission Of the pesoe, you are bounc
to get up and 90 with me to this woman
bedside"
"And what the demon is wanted Of m
lthero?"
''To receive her dying deposition"
"To receive a dying depositionl Goo
| Haavanf was sha uourdared then3H az