Columbia Democrat and Bloomsburg general advertiser. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1850-1866, 1864-05-14
The Bewitched Clock,
BY TIE OLD 'uN.

BY IRE OLD JN.
( About hnlf.past eleven o'clock on SUI
day night, human leg. cnveloped in blue
broadcloth, might have been seen cnteriug
Deacon Cephas Barbery's kitchen windov
The leg was followed fnaly by the entire
person of live Yankee, attired in biH
Sunday go.to. meeting clotha 1t wnq ir
short, Joe Haywood, who thus burF.s-
iously, in the dead ofuight, won his vry
into the Deacon kitchen.
"Wondcr how much the old d aco-
made ordering me not to darisen his doc
again - soiloquised the young gentle
man.
"Prouised him would't, bat bidnt
say nothing about winders. Winders is
just as good as doors if there ain't 10 nails
to tear your trowsers onto. Wonder il
Sal will come down! The critter promis-
ed me I'm afraid to move about here,
cause L might break my sbns over smith
in or nuher and wake the old folks. Cold
oeouch to freeze a Polandieh bear here
o, here comes Sally
The beautiful maiden descended with n
tallow candle, a pleasant smile, and II card
Of luciier matches. After receiving rap
turous greeting, she made ur rousiug FIRE
10 the cooking stove. and the happy coup
le sat down to enjoy the sweet interchange
Of joys and hopes But the course Of true
love ran on smoother in The old Barbcrrys
kitchen than it does clsewere; and Joe,
who was just making up his mind 20 treat
himself to kiss, was startled by thc voice
of the deacon, her father, shouting from
the chamber door
"Sally, what are you getting up in the
middle of the night for! ~
Tell him its most morning" whisper
ed Joe.
81 cant tell Gb,' said Sally.
"I'll m axe it truth, then" said Joe:
4 and running to the huge old fashioned
clock that then stood in the corner, he set
4 it at five.
Look at the clock and see what timo it
is cried the old gentleman. up stars.
,, "lts Eve by the clock ansered Sally,
and corrobora,ing the words, the oil clock
struck Eve.
The lovers sat down again and resumeI
- their conversation. Suddenly the stasr
case began to crack.
,r,.J ,.,, aus 80 f,Ibnr :"
"The deacon, by thunder - cried Joo
Glide me, Sal"
, "Whorc can hide yeu!' cried the dis
- tracted girl
"Oh, know" said he, ''I'll squeeze
into the old clock ease And withous
' another word, he concealed himself in the
case, and drew the door behind him,
g The deacon was dressed, and stiff
himself down by the cooking stove, pulled
u out his pipe, lighted it and commence
81 smoking deliberately and calmly.
O Five O'clock said be. well. +
shall have time to smoke two or 'hrec moro
IN pipes and then Il 60 md feed the crit
u tiers ~
"Hadnt you better feed tie crittey7
v fust sir, and smoke afterwards ~ cried the
dullful Sally.
n mo, smoking clears my head and
wakes me up" answered the old deacon,
who seemed not n whit disposed to hurry
his enjoyment
whiz-diug ding ! ding went
the clock.
y "Tormon,ed Lightning ?" cried the dea
~ :, cou, starting up, dropping his pipe on taa
VI stove, ''what in creations Ihat!'
"Its only the clock striking lve," said
c" Sally, trcmulou'ly,
aF ''Whz! dug ding aing'' went the
c old clock furiously
"Powers OF marcy" cried the deacon
''S Striking five lis struck hundred al
ready"
IT, "Deacon Barbcrry ~ cried the beacon
better half, who had hastily robed herself
is and came plunging down the staircase ir
e. the widest state OF alarm. "Whut is th.
lh matter with the clock'l'
"Gooduess only knows replied tn
old man. It's been in the family thes-
re hundred years, and mover knew it tc
carry on so before