Litchfield enquirer., 1861-04-18

T say, we have made it all right about the Wan telegraphed down, eh?
 'Thank you thousand times, Unanswered ; why put yourself to such trouble?' He stopped, looked at me with comic ex pression, then went his way, smiling. Most ex- traordinary!
 The bell a scream of the whistle, and we go off. The old gentleman is our only companion but my brave boy, wounded by the tone of his last remarks, declines conversation. The cold of the night pierces into my bones. I am rack ed with pains-all my joints are being fractur- ed. As the night advances, the old gentleman stoops forward, and in the same low whisper, which hear perfectly. asks It is fixed for Saturday fortnight, is it not ? What is fixed 2 said my brave boy, who was little sleepy.
 'The-tie- -the-you know-the public Re ceptien,' ! added, wishing to hep him out.
 He looked at me again with astonishment. Public reception? We'll, you do speak of it coolly.'
 Yes, said I, proudly, it is enough to turn
 Turn ones head ? he said. This is very bad-very bad |!
 Bad. I answered, indignantly, I am proud of it-I glory in it.
 Then may heaven soften your heartr he said
 l gave this person mp as insane also. All the principal stations l could see, were advised of our coming; for men-porters with lanterns would come to the window under fimsy pre- tense of making us show our tickets, and would stare. At Rugy long, thin, whte-tied person came in, with a lantern, too lin his jaws), sat down directly opposite to me- and fixing his eyes paintivey on me- began to snufle.
 (ffiicar' ba c,iI o+ turnipp +o n,,, ->n - officer, give me leave to speak few words to this poor man upon his state Has he shown any signs of an awakening, otficer?
 hear my son. who has been laying back with his head on the cushion, murmur out that, he doesn't know-can't say, indeed
 Officer, the clergyman goes on, docs he show insensbility? Hath he found balm, a cure?'
 Thouyh inclined to resent little the inquis- itive character of these interrogatores, Sir, answer with courtsey-' sir, have tried near iy every known remedy, and am sorry to say, have as yet, found no relief. despair of a cure
 Have you tred--?
 Tried? Tried, what ? interrupted impa- tiently.
 Poor, blinded, lost sheep. Horelessy stiff necked.'
 lou may say that, said, { I am in a vice. The drugs do me no good. Even he,' I say, pointing to my sleeping son, would make me try little in the poison line he said it was violent remedy, and so it was-I think it has done for me-
 Hardened beyond redemption ? said the lay man. Officer, do you hear this ?
 Perhaps,' said l, light suddenly breaking upon me, you may be the tired clergyman of the papers, who has suffered so much, and are will Eg for two postage stamps, to import the secret to others. 'l'o nervous sufferer?' Don't you know that 1 am nervous sufferer?' He is lardened--he will die impenitcnt'-- said the clergyman Oh. think, think an in stant, poor lost sheep, how Sir said l. with dignity, you have applied that epithet to me once before. am neither poor. nor lost nor, as far gs know, sheep It 1 is free, very free of you, indeed!'
 With your sands of life running, tho doubt the advertising retired clergymaE) with only few days left to you, with both legs in the grave. with the rope already round your neck l colored--l was indignant at these coarse ausiens to my state of health. P rdon me, 1 said
 Pardon 1? he answered. scornfully, the poor broken reed that every condemned wretch clings to. In your case there is no help--no, not a particle. Cone he said, finging himself on the floor of the carriage, let us pray for him. Of ficer, join me in prayer for this stony heart, that it may be converted It seemed to an be understood thing that all first-class passengers tonight were to be luna ties; and so held my peace, and took no fur ther notice of the lean clergyman. The train was stacking its pace. We were drawing near to Staffordit was relief. An official came round with a lantern taking tickets. 'Oh, there you are.' he said. It's all | right. The guy'ners waiting on the up plat l form
 What! another governor?' asked, in as- tonishment. I say. though he went en- dropping his voice. I don't know how you'll get him of quietly the whole town is waiting outside with the Wan.'
 My son, still sleepy, murmured, All right
 'What'll you do ? asked the official.
 Step into the carriage, to be sure,' I said, and drive to the Stratford Arms. Beds are or dered.' He flashed the lantern into my face and laughed.
 1 Now then,' he said, as the train came roll ing into the station. Lghts--a spacious hall and crowd running along to keep up. Passen- gers jumped hastily from .heir seats and rushed to swell the mob clustered thicky round our door, I did not like the look of this compli- mentary ovation--they were both noisy and i'm patient.
 Here's the guvner the official said, open ing the door; and a rough, hard featured man stepped in with two other hard featured gentle men. officers of his staff. I ;uppose.
 Come along he said, sharply, there is no time to be lost. don't know how we will get him through this mob ; we must only try: keep fast hold of him.
 I am exceedingly obliged to you governor, I said. trying to salute with tho cap, but it was too firmly down over my ears, for this little at tention. If you will favor me and my friends here---let ne introduce Captain Badger, the ia nous hero of Bundelcund--at little festivity up at the Stratford Arms Now then. you two get him we'll under the arms. Bring him along.' 1 became almost insensibls the excruciatine agony the vile wretches put me to made me shriek. Lights flashed in my eyes, a mist of faces peered at me, hoarse tongues roared and hooted. What did it all mean? I called faint ly for my brave boy. only heard Bring him aIong-sharp. Hold him tight! Here's the Wanr z,.t--.
 An enormous, dark colored, shining vehicle, surrounded, too, with guard of honor of noun ted soldiery-I did not like the look of it, Why all this state? Do tell the governor I said to my supporters. that my private carri- age is waiting, and that if he will honor me by accepting seat--' They began to laugh. Well, Bill if that ain t cheek. Why, bless us, if he haven't got no l darbies on. Where's tn cuffs
 'Here,' said, showing my bandages. All thick lambswool.'
 Its troubled his head little,' Said the one