Bloomsburg democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1867-1869, 1867-09-18
Anccdotc OF Old Times.

Court Of Massachusetts commenced its scs-
sions, early in autumn, in Lenox, Berkshire
County thence, the arrangements were, to
hold sessions in al. tho counties eastward,
terminating at Nantucketand Dukes County,
embracing all of Massachusetts, proper.
This was called "thc Fall Circuit" In the
succeeding spring. the circuit ofthe District
of Maine was held, thus completing the
circuit Of the year.
At this early period, the late Judge P,
one of the Court, invariably Travelled on
horseback. On one occasion, preparatory to
the meeting of the Court at Lenox, Judge
P, jogging along, not knowing exactly
the localities Of Berkshire County, fell in
with buxom New England girl, on horse
back, and inquired of her if she knew where
he should turn of the main road to get to
Lenox
"Certainly," said she. II know every
inch of the way, and can guide you"
"Well," said judge p, who was not a
little eccentric. and withal somewhat re-
nowncd for his gruiTness and coarse man
ners, "if you are going that way, will cen
jog on with you, for poor company IS better
than none. "
They did jog on, entered into conversation
and had pleasant time oft, which had the
effect to destroy the consciousness of dis
tance. At length the judge felt that it was
time to have arrived at the point where she
said he must turn off, which, at the time
Of his inquiry she had stated to be about
two miles.
Madam" saidhc "havs VIC gotnear the
place I am to turn OFF,
'La, yes, said she, &C, zee passolh aIout
II mile auda half Jack."
''You hussy," said the Judge, "why
didn't you tell mc?"
'La, sir, the reason didn't, was that !
thought with you, that poor company ,cos
better Mdn none"
TUE PAPER DON'T SAY.-A few evenings
ago, farmer Slocum was reading an account
of dreadful accident which had occurred
at factory in the next town, and which
the village editor had described in a great
many hard words 81 declare, wife, that
was an awful accident over tew the Mills"
said Mr.. s. "What was it about, Mr. Slo-
cum p "I'll read the count, wife, and then
you'll know all about it" Mr.. Slocum be-
gan to read.
HORRIBLE AND FATAL ACcIDENT.-It
becomes our painful duty to record the par
ticulars of an accident that occurred at the
lower mill Of this village yesterday evening,
by which a human being in the prime Of life
was hurried to that bourne from which, as
the immortal Shakespeare has said, mo
traveller returns DO tell 7 exclaimed
Mrs. S. Mr.. John Smith, workman
who has but few superiors this side Of the
great city of New York, was engaged in
adjusting belt upon one Of the large
drums, 1 wonder if twas brass drum,
such as has i. Pluribus Un;um painted ont
said Mrs. Slocum, when he became entan-
s!e''. Ills arms were drawn around the drum,
and finally his entire body was whirled over
the shaft at fearful rate. When his stu
alton was discovered. he had revolvcd with
immense velocity about fifteen minutes, his
head and limbs striking a large beam
distinct blow at each revolution" )" Poor
crecter! how it must have 'urt him !" II
"When the machinery had been stopped, it
was found that Mr.. Smiths arms and legs
were marcerated to jelly" [''wonder if he
killed him" said Mrs. S. "his skull was
fractured, his spine dislocated." ['Wcll,did
it kill him?" asked Mrs. s. with increased
interest Portions Of the dura matter,
cerebrum, ccrebellun, in confused masses,
were scattered about the Aoor-in short,
the gates Of eternity had opened upon
him."
"Was the man killed ?" said Mrs. s. II
don't know-havn't conc to that yet
you'll know when I've finished the piece"
And Mr.. Slocum continued reading.
1T was evident, when the shapelcss form
was taken down, that it was no longer ten
anted by an immortal spirit-that the vital
spark was extinct-["was the man killed?
that was what want to come at, said Mrs.
s. extinct"
"Do have little patience old 'oman,
said Mr.. Slocum. Il presume We shall
come upon it right away"
"This fatal casualty has cast gloom over
our village, and we trust that it may be a
warning to persons who arc called to regu-
late machinery in our mills"
"Now," said Mrs. Slocum, II should
like to know whether the man was killed or
not?" Mr.. slocum looked puzzled. He
scratched his head, scrutinized the article
he had been reading, and took a general
survey of the paper: II declare, wife, said
he, ''its rather Gurus, but really the paper
don't say"
nSr Epigram written on the chamber.
door of King Charles H., by the Earl OF
Rochester: