Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1862-01-01
1tlis6elIanrous.
[From the Dublin University Magazinel
a STORY FOR THE NEW YEAR
BY TEE DEAN OF PIMLIco.

eprlnkllng OF the cleric order. Ii had snow
ed most pertinaciously for three days, thu
pTecluding all out-of-doors amusement S
We were thrown upon our own resource
to create enjoyment at home, and kind
artificial sunshine around the yule log an
beneath the mistletoe.
And 50 it came to pass, that on the las
evening of the old year, after supper, an
when our dear and venerable prelate ha
retired to his rest, one of his grandsons-
fine, bright lad, just fresh from Harrow
made lively proposition that we shoult
all sit up till twelve o'clock, and keep Wig
IL, to see the death and the birth, the exi
and the entrance of the old and the new
year; to say farewell" to the former, anc
cry ''an hail. to the latter; and to behold
these two great shadows meet and mingl
for second on the vast dial-plate of time
and then pass, and part forevermore. Th,
motion of our young friend was carried
no man dissenting; and, furthermore, We
agreed to beguile the "cripple, tardy- y-gait
ed night" in telling stories, each in hi
turn, thus establishing sort of abridgeC
Decameron, but neither so witty nor 81
wicked as the Florentine's, or an "EnglisH
Nights Entertainment, on an epitomized
scale to that of Sultan Scharar, but want.
ing the cutting off of the heads, and the
muliericide of that sanguineous potentate
The young people commenced, the Har-
row man leading the van; their narratives
were not over wise, but then they were
not over long; and if they were wanting
In learning and wit they produced laugh
ter and kept up good humOr, which was all
We required.
Then followed a sentimental intoned and
somewhat lugubrious recital from the pale
young curate Of NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
iEgham, which had this remarkable feature,
taat the most melancholy parts of the mar
tive were sure TO produce most concealed
ninth among the younger auditors; and
what the pensive narrator put forth as pa
thes seemed ever to be considered by his
hearers as purcst batbos
DIR. Broadhurst next took up his para
bic, and narrated his adventures in the
great snow of IS, during a ride from
Oxford to C, when his ''black mare
balled in her hOOfs, slipped, Sided. slid
dered, and eventually stumbled, and fell
prone, prostrating the learned doctor on
the surface of the snowy element, who lost
on the occasion, his equilibrium and his
blue spectacles. And this fall had moth
ing of miracle in it, seeing the doctor was
purblInd quoad his vision. and plethoric
quoad his person, and thereby untitled to
perform the functions of the equestrian
order" &c. u.-a
"PrObunacit hunai bOs," whispered the
HarroVion.
1t was now eleven o'clock. and none re-
mained but myself and our honored guest,
the Dean of Pamlico, who looked SO intel
hgent and had such sparkle in his pure
gray English eye, and such meeting Of the
waters of benevolencc and sarcasm around
his Well-cut mouth, that, calling to mind
what the great Usher once said of Bishop
Bedel, ''brOach him, and you viii find good
liquor in him. felt certain that the Dean
Of Pamlico, "cla1Nns ct Ueaerabile sacme,l,"
would not belle either his face or his fame
BY the quality of his narrative So brief
y and simply told what had befallen me by
night at an old Inn in the city of Glouces-
ter, where George Whitfield was born. and
the comfort had received, in an hour of
depression, from the chimes of an ancient
clock, most sweet and clear, ringing out, /
over the still midnight air, Grcgorian tone
Ny tale was short, and my audience ap-
plauded mean unexpected compliment, /
paid, l suspect, more to the brevity of my
tory. than produced by its weight
And now, ell eyes were turned upon the
Dean of Pimlico, who, crossing his strong
out well-shaped limbs on the hearth-rug,
With white handkerchief in his hand, and
clear and ringing vS:ce, and preliminary
mile, and little hem, as if he were about
% deliver a charge to his chapter, proceed /
d as follows:
1t was about this night seven years that
was standing on my own drawing-rOom
lsarth-rng, thinking of nothing and list
essly watching the footman, who was ex-
inguishing the wax-lights in the lustre;
or L had had bachelors dinner party,
md my guests were just departed, when
iuddenly there came tremendous double
mock at the hall-door, disturbing the ST.
ence of the night. and expressive Of haste
nd much mental agitation in him who
nOcked. On the door being opened, some
ne bounded up the stairs with such a
Tonderful velocity and eagerness that i'm
lediately concluded that it must be either
hlghWayman or else my nephew Harry,
young divinity student, but who, having
rish blood in his veins, occasionally ex-
ibited more vivacity than Just suited the
ober standard of my staid domicile. True I
nough, it was he: and his first appearance (
ather alarmed nae, for / love the lad in i
y soul, and he is to be my heir. On the
resent occasion, his face was flushed, his
air in disorder. and his eye and aspect ;
,Oubled and excited ms
well, Harry, what IS the matter?-
That has brought you up, like ghost in
tragedy, at this witehing hour of night,
} murder sleep. and disturb me and my
scOrOus household? Speak now, or else
rever hereafter hold thy peace"
30, uncle, exclaimed the young fellow.
.ating himself in an armchair, 81 have
,ne deed, half an hour ago, which must !
feet my whole future life. and at which !
u sure you will be displeased; and so 1
.me here, late though it be. to tell of my s
Istress, and ask for counsel" c
"Wby, what in the name of wonder have I
,u been doipg?" exclaimed "Say, /
tagyrite. have you been ibelliug Sam Of c
1ford. or publishing pasquinadc on DR.. t
1sey, or administering strychnine to Car
nal Wieeman?"
"NO. assure you. uncle" answered the c