Cleveland morning leader. [volume] (Cleveland [Ohio]) 1854-1865, 1859-03-11
Couldn't Find If Out.

Mr. SIocum was not educated in university
and his life has been in by-paths and out -of-the
way places His mind is characterized by the
tteralness rather than the comprehensive grasp
of great subjects. Mr.. Slocum can, however
master printed paragraph by dint of spelling
| the hard words in a deliberate manner, and
manages to gain few glimpses Of men and
things from his little rocky farm, through the
medium of newspaper. 1t is quite edilying
to hear Mr.. Slocum reading the village paper
aloud to his wife after hard days work A
few evening since, farmer Slocum was reading
an account of a dreadful accident which had hap
pened at the factory in the next town, and
which the village editor had described in great
many words.
"What was it about, Mr. SIocuml"
an read the count, wife, then you'll know
all about it."
Mr.. S. began to read -
''Horrible and Fatal Accident. 1T becomes our
melancholy and painful duty to record tho par
ticuars of an accident that occurred at the lower
mill, in this village, yesterday afternoon by
which human being in the prime of life was
hurried to that bourne from which, as the i'm
mortal Shakspear says, no traveller returns -
| ('Du tell exclaimed Mrs. So Mr.. David
Jones, workman who has but few superiors in
this side of the city, was experimenting one of
the large drums, Il wonder if twas brass
drum such as has 'Eblubust Unum' printed ont,
said Mrs. Slocum,) when he became entangled.
His arm was drawn around the drum, and and
finally his whole body was drawn over the shaft
at fearful rate. When his situation was dis.
covered, he had revoved with immense velocity
about fifteen minutes, his head and limbs strik-
ing large beam distinct blow at each revolu-
ton. ('Poor creeter, how it must have hurt
himID When the machinery had been stopped,
it was found that Mr. Jones' arms and legs were
macerated to jelly; cWell dIdn't it kill him?'
asked Mrs. s., with increasing nterest) por-
tions of durmeta. corebrunt, and eerebellum, IN
confused masses, were scattered about the floor
in short the gates of eternity had opened
for him" ---
Here Mr.. Slocum paused to wipe his specta-
eles, and the wife seized the oPertunity to press
the question.
-''Was the man killed."
~ don't know-haven't come to that place
yet-you'H know when I've finished the piece"
And Mr. Slocum commenced reading
at was evident when the shapeless form was
taken down, that it was no longer tenanted by
the immortal spirit-that the vital spark was ex-
tinct"
t'Was the man killed. that's what want to
come at, - said Mrs. Slocum.
ado have little patience, old woman" said
Mr.. Slocum, cycling his better half over his
spectacles, 81 presume we shall come upon it
right away" -
And he went on reading:-"Thisf fatal casual
ty has cast gloom over our village, and we
trust that it will prove warning to all persons
who are called upon to regulate the powerful
machinery of our mills"
Now said Mrs Slocum, perceving that the
narration was ended, ''now should like to know
whether the man was killed or not"
Mr. Slocum looked puzzled. He scratched
his head, scrutinizing the article he had been
perusing, and took graceful survey of the pa
per.
81 declare, wife," said be, 'it's curious, but
really the paper don't say.' -3s