Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1866-06-28
NUMBER 5.

Let me in, Rachel it's me in flesh and
blood" said he.
What's yon ?" said old Sally, as she
heard Rachel preparing to go down. All
he's halloaing and squealing in that way
he's no come back a Christian man"
And ye're not married to Leverton ?'
said he, seizing her in his arms
And how could ye ever think Z" she
answered, reproachfully; " and wherever
ha' ye abeen all this long, long while 2"
Working in the black country, as they
ca it, digging iron and coal in Wales, hop
ing for to come back WI money to satisfy
thy grandfather Then | had sore acci.
dent as used up all my gains, and | heerd
from the gypsies that thou vast amarried
to Leverton, and did MT care what | did
And no one for to nurse thee How
vast thou hurted 2" said she
"a poor little chap were smote by the
mill-wheel, and dragged un out, and were
hit myself Howsoever, the day before
yesterday there came fellow as atelled
me (and swore it too) that the gypsy queen
sent me word to come home directly that
thou werst la married, and there was peril
near"
And she were no that far wrong sale
Rachel, with her gentle smile it's been
sore time, Maurice"
"And it were all Leverton's doing, |
know" muttered he.
What we've that dreadful noise, Mau-
rice" said she, 1--WE heerd while back ~
"'T ~, were the gypsy queen as they were
wailing," said he they te,led me she
were heart-broken when her grandson
were found guilty She set such store by him
(The poor fellow years otter was discov-
cred to have been innocent, and his execu-
tion was one of the last under the fierce
old law
Not many days after their marriage Rachel
was standing at the door one evening look
ing out for Maurice, when to her utter
amazement, Leverton came slowly up the
steep sandy path.
You !" said she, in blank dismay.
"Ye need not be 'fraid O me" he said.
Pm away altogether thought I'd just
see thee and bid thee good by Thou
couldst have amade man O me, Rachel ;
but that IS gone now, and Pm but come
that thou shouldst say good word to me
to end VII ard gle me drink O milk as
in the old days Tell Maurice he's got
what must amake it easy to forgive" He
stood moodily gazing out on the distant
blue line of sea over the woodland, which
gives such peculiar charm to that country
81 shall go to sea again, in a merchant
vessel" he said, and added, dreamily,
think t would amake my mind cleaner to
tell some un, Rachel"
40 don't" said she
at amt anything SO bad" he answered.
" It's true | strove to get Maurice out O.
my way for poaching but he were too
fleet and wary, and were forced to seek
summat else. One day | chanced on some
woke knew, as were part of a press-gang,
and | promised to help take off Maurice.
And ye call that not so bad 2" said
Rachel angrily.
Ie young lass, as has never been temp
ted, what dost thou know? | set snare
VII hare in it, right in his path in the
beech grove, and we watched. | could Ia
| think he'd 'scape four pair of legs, but
they come ont afore he'd got hold O the
trap, and tripped over a snag. The
others did Mt know the wood, and he were
off like a deer
Gay, Maurice were always the tastes.
foot in these parts" said Rachel, with pride.
| Then they began to abuse me, when
| it were their own stupid fault" said he,
for citing to whom he was speaking "and
one on um broke out violent that if they
did Mt ha' one, they d ha' the other; and
he seized my arms My blood were up,
and | got at my hunting knife and swCre
! | d ha' the lie of the first as touched me-
| They all closed in and hit out at the
| I Z II l. l.. |, J L Il. II
| Almost wi'out grOan. | were just stun
ned. | d scarce had time to feel angry
even, and they did their worst wi me, and
took me away bound saying they d gle
me up for murderer an | would MT walk
WI um, and put me aboard a kings ship.
| They did MT care how they got men then
in war time d no heart to write home,
thinking O. nights O that horrid pool, when
they should alind the body | must be
going. Good by, dearie shake hands,
you'll wish me well, Rachel 2"
God bless ye and keep We straight,
Ralph" said she, tearfully you we
made poor hand o'life you'll do better
now,' she went on, laying her hand on his
arm, anxiously.
He looked wistfully into her eyes, but
at that moment Maurices whistle was
heard, and he was off like a shot
"You's a bad un," said Maurice, moodily
as he caught sight of retreating enemy.
Poor fellow" said Rachel, arter all
he have MT adone as much hurt, so we We
acome together at last II were like silver
tried in the fire, were our love, dearie
Please God, past troubles is like the dead
leaves as falls off Of tree and nOurishes
it again" and she turned his face towards
her. and held it till the cloud cleared away
and he smiled fondly at her as she tolC
Ralphs story.
"Well, thou vert worth serving long
years for, like Jacob he said at last, as he
took her in his arms "but Pm thankful
sha'n't niver see um again. or should de
un a mischief yet |"
MEETING DEATH.-Bonaparte died in hi
military garb, his field-marshars uniform
and his boots. which he had ordered to b.