Cedar Falls gazette. [volume] (Cedar Falls, Iowa) 1860-1895, 1865-10-27


And get hungv'
81 don't think they'll hang thee"
coolly returned the Quaker. "Thee can
GO over to his place, and get him all
alone by thyseif. Or, thee can meet him
in some by-road. Nobody need see thee;
and when he's dead, think people Will
be more glad than sorry. Thee needn't
fear any bad consequences -..
"Do you think I'm no better than
murderer?n Levering's astonishment
passed to horror and indignation. l,
Paul Levering, stain my hands with
biOod!"
"Who said anything about staining
thy hands with blood?" The Quaker
wasimperturable.
"Why, you'll
"Thee's mistaken. never used the
word blood"
But you meant it. You suggested
murder"
mo, friend Levering. advised thee
to kill the enemy, lest, some day, he
should kill thee.n
" Isn't killing murder, should like
to know?n demanded Levering.
"There arc more ways to kill an ene-
my than one" said the Quaker. "I've
killed good many in my time, but no
stain of blood can be found on my gar
ments. My way of killing enemies is
to make them my friends. Kill neigh
Dor Hardy with kindness, and thee'll
have no moro trouble with him"
A sudden light cleaned over Mr.. Lev
ing's face, as If cloud had passed from
the sun of his spirit.
ga new way to kill people,"
"The surest way to kill enemies, as
thee'll find, If thee'll only try"
Let me see. How shall l go about
?o said Paul Levering, taken at once
with the idea. ..' s..
If thee has the will, friend Levering,
it will not be long before thee finds the
way"
And so it proved. Not two hours af-
! forwards, rs Mr.. Levering was driving,
into the village, he found Dick Hardy
with a stalled cart-load of stone. He
! was whipping his horse, and swearing
at him passionately; but to no good
! purpose. The cart-wheels were buried
half way to the axle in stiff mud, and
detied be strength of one horse to move
| them. On seeing Mr.. lowering, Dick
stopped pulling and swearing, and get.
ting onto the cart, with his back to his
neighbor, commenced pitching the
stones off into the middle of the road.
"Hold on u bit, friend Hardy" said
Lowering, in u pleasant voice, as he dis.
mounted and commenced unhitchina
his horse.
But Dick, pretending not to hear him
kept on pitching out the stones.
Hold on, | say, don't give yourself
all that trouble" added Mr.. lowering
speaking in a louder voice, but in kim
and cheerful tones. "1wo horses arr
better than one. With Charley's help
we'll soon have the wheels on good sol.
id ground again" --
Understanding now what was meant
Dicks hands fell almost ncrveless by
his side. -'
"Therc,n said I.evering, as he nut his
horse in front of Dicks, and made the
traces fast, lone pull, and the thing's
done.n
And before Dick could get down from
the cart, it was out OF the mud-hole.
Without saying word more, Lever
ing unfastened his horse from the from
of Dicks animal, and hitchirg up again
rode on
On the next day Mr.. Levering saw
! Dick Hardy in the act of Strengthening
q bit of weak fence through which hi
! (Levering's) cattle had broken once O
twice; thus removing n temptation
and saving the animals from being beat
en- and set on by dogs.
''Thec's given him bad wound
friend Levering," said The Quaker, oil
getting information of The two incident
just mentioned, land it will be thy Owl
fault if thee doesn't kill him outright
Not long afterwards, i'm the face of al
:. approaching storm, and while Dcl
Hardy was hurrying to get in some clio
yer hay, his wagon broke down. Mr.
LeyeriDg, who saw from one of hi
fields the accident, understood whaI
loss it might occasion, htched up hi.
own wagon, and sent it over to Dick.
assistance. With storm coming on
that might last for days, and ruin from
two to three tons of hay, Dick could no
decline the offer, though it went terri
bly, against his grain to accept n fayo
from the man he had hated for years
ana injured In so many ways.
On the following morning Mr.. Lever
raining fast. =,
" I've come" said Dick, stammerins
and confused, and looking down at tn,
ground instead of into Mr.. Leyerinp',
face, "to pay you for the use of you
team yesterday in getting in my hay.
should have lost it if you hadn't SEN
your wagon, and it's only right that
should pay for the use of it,
should be very sorry" answered
Paul Levcring, cheeringly, if coulc
not do neighborly turn without pay
You were right welcome, friend Hardy
to the wagon. am more than paid In
knowing that you saved that nice iielt
OF clover. How much did you get?''
About three tons. But, Mr.. Lever
| ing, must-'
"Not word, if yon don't want TO of
fcnd me,n interrupted Levering. 81
trust there isn't.a man around here tha.
wouldn't do as much for ncighbor ii
time OF need. Still, IL you feel embar
rassed--if you don't wish to stand IN,
debtor-pay me in good will.
Dick Hardy raised his eyes from tin,
ground slowly, and looked in strange
wondering way at Mr.. Levering.
Shall we not be friends?n Mr.. Lev
ering reached out his hand. Hard,
/ grasped 1t with a quick, short grip
then, as If to hide feelings that were be
coming too strong, dropped it and went
| off hastily.
"Thee's killed himr' said the Qua
ker, on his next meeting with Lever
ing; :" thy enemy is dead"
Slain by the weapons of Kindness ,
answered Paul Levcring, (which you
supplied"
"No, thee took them from Gods ar.
mory, where all men may equip them.
selves without charge, and become in.
yincible," replied the Quaker. "And
! trust, for thy own peace and safety
thee will never use any other weapons
in fighting with thy neighbors. they
are sure to kilI.n
THE MEANEsT NAN LIvINa--A cow.
ardly vagabond, who thinks he is better
than a negro because his hide has been
little better blcacl,ed from his great
/ fright during the draft, sneaked up to
the polls on Tuesday, with "white
mans ticket" in one paw, and writ.
ten challenge in the other. He put one
in the ballot-box and poked the other
! through the window, and then ran like
a whipped puppy. His challenge was
aimed at one of our most respectable
merchants, on the ground that he ,oas
not q "tchite man, If we believed
there was q negro in Christendom as
mean rs this white-livcrcd," "black-
hearted" wretch, we should protest
against his being allowed to vote, or as
sociate with decent men. OF course this
fellow voted for Benton, for he is terri