The Ebensburg Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1865-1871, 1865-06-29

plainly INTENDED DY DICK. 30 sent him
the carriage makers bill, at which he
got into towering passion. Then /
threatened him with prosecution, and he
laughed in my face Indignantly. felt
that the time had come to act decisively,
and sued him, relying on the evidence of
my neighbor, who had seen the affair."
But my neighbor was afraid of Dick, and
so worked his testimony that the jury
saw only an accident instead of purpose
to injure, and gave their verdict accord
ing.y. After that, Dick Hardy was worse
than ever. He took an evil delight in
annoying and injuring me. | am satisfied
that, in more than one instance, he LETT
gaps In his fences in order to zenticc my
cattle into his fields, that he might set his
savage dogs on them, and hurt them with
stones. 1t is more than child of mine
dares to cross his premises. Only last
week he tried to put his dog on my little
Florence, who strayed into one of his fields
after buttercups. The dog was less cruel
than his master, or she would have been
torn by his teeth, instead of being only
frightened by his bark"
otis hard case, truly, friend Lever
ing. Our neighbor Hardy seems posses
sea OF an eVll SplTll
"The very spirit of the devil" was an
swered with feeling.
Giles thy enemy, assuredly; and if
thee doesn't get rid of him, he VIII do thee
| greater harm"
81 wish could get rid of him."
"Thee must, if thee would dwell in
safety, friend Levering"
The Quaker's face was growing very
serious, He spoke in a lowered voice,
and bent towards his neighbor in the most
confidential manner
"Thee must put him out of the way"
"Friend Martin p'
The surprise of Paul Levering was un-
| feigned.
"Thee must kill him p
The countenance of Mr.. Levering grew
| blank with astonishment.
"Kill him n he calculated.
"lt thee doesn't kill him, he'll certain
ly kill thee, one of these days, friend Lee
vering. And thee knows what is saiG
about self-preservation being the first law
| of nature"
"And get hung p
81 don't think they'll hang thee" cool
| ly returned the Quaker. "Thee can 90
over to his place, and get him all alone by
thyself. Or thee can meet him In some
| 5y-road. Nobody need see thee. When
he's dead, think people will be more glad
than sorry. Thee needn't fear any bad
consequences.
Mr. Leverins's astonishment passed to
horror and indignation.
"Do you think I'm no better than a
murderer? l, Paul Levering, stain M
hands with blood p
"Who said anything about staining thy
hands with blood %
The Quaker was imperturable
"Why, youp'
"Thee's mistaken l never used the
word blood p
"But you meant it, You suggested
MURDER
ono, friend Levering. l advised thee
to Kill the enemy, lest, some day, he sho'd
kill thee"
isn't killing murder, [ should like to
know T. demanded Mr.. Levering.
"There are more ways to kill an enemy
than one" said the Quaker. sI've killed
good many In my time, but no stain of
blood can be found on my garments NY
way of killing enemies is to make them
kindness, and thee will have no more
trouble with him."
A sudden light cleaned over Dir. Le-
vering's face, as if a cloud had passed
from the sun of his spirit.
GA Few way to kill people"
"Tbe surest way to Kill enemies, as
thee'll find, if thee'll only try"
"Let me sec how shall [ go about it ?''
said Paul Levering, taken at once with
the idea.
''If thee has the will, friend lowering,
it will not he long before thee finds the
way"
And SO it proved Not two hours af-
terward, as Mr.. Leveriug was driving into
the village, he found Dick Hardy with
stalled cart-load of stone. He was whip
ping bis horse, and swearing at him pas
sionately; but to no good purpose The
cart wheels were buried half way to the
axle in stiff mud, and defed the strength
of one horse to move them. On seeing
Mr.. Levering, Dick stopped pulling aud
swearing, and getting on to the cart, with
his back towards his neighbor, commenced
pitching the stones off into the middle of
the road
"Hold on bit, friend Hardy" said
Mr.. Levering, in a pleasant voice, as he
dismounted and commenced unhitching
his own horse.
But Dick, pretending not to hear him,
kept on pitching out the stones.
"Hold on, [ say, and don't give your
self all that trouble" added Mr.. Lever
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