The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1868-05-22

"a miser, faltere1 the trembling
dreamer; what was his name?
Israel Wurm,' replied the sexton.
Graveyard and sexton faded away
in their place arose splendid grove of
trees-a clearing village school
house. Two boys were sauntering
along the roadside, engaged in serious,
childish talk. One was fair, with gold
en- locks; the other dark-haired and
grave of aspect Israel started, for in
the latter he recognized himself-a boy
Of fifty years ago.
'Isrs,l, said the golden-haired boy,
it's lection day tomorrow; we'll hire
Browning's horse and chaise, and go to
Boston, and have a grand time on the
Common, seeing all the shows
you forget, Mark said the dark
haired boy sadly, that l have no
money
'What Of thatp replied the other;
Il have pocket full; and what's mine
is yours, you know. Come, cheer up,
you'll one day be as rich as l am; aud
then it will be your turn to treat you
know. l can afford to be generous,
aud so would you be, if you had the
means
Then the shadow passed from the
face of the dark haired boy, and a
smile lighted up his couutenance, and
the two schcolfellows passed on their
way together.
Grove and school hoase'passed away,
melting into another scene like one OF
the dissolving views. Israel stood be-
fore huge illuminated screen, in the
midst of gaping company of sight
seers. He could see nothing but a
confused mass of heads, vaguely light
ed by the rays from the vast screen.
1t was some kind of an exhibition.
Now, ladies and gentlemen said a
strange voice issuing from the darkness,
we shall show you the wonders of the
oxy-hydrogen microscope; natural OBJ
jects magnifed five thousand times.
Look and behold the proboscis Of the
common house fly
Israel gazed with the rest, and soon
a huge object resembling the trunk of
a monster elephant, appeared on the
Illuminated disk. Itpassed away.
Now, ladies and gentlemen said
the voice, 'look we'll to the illuminated
screen. What do you see nowg
NothingP was the universal and
indignant answer.
Il thought so,' replied the voice.
yet you have before you a miser's
soul msgnifed five thousand times; a
million such would not produce an
image on the SCREEN
The illuminated disk grew dark an d
disappeared; then lurid light seemed
to fill all space; and soon huge billcWs
of flames rolled upward, and writhed
and twisted together like myriad of
gigantic serpents. Shrieks and howls
of anguish issued from the fiery mass,
but above all was heard the startling
clangor of bell.
Halo who's thisP cried a voice
that evidently issued from set of
powerful human lung. The miser
felt himself roughly shaken by the
shoulder, and awoke.
Whats the noise ?-freF for the
bell he had heard in his dream now
Jared upon his waking senses
Fire! nop said the nan who had
awakened him-the butcher of the
village. It's the boys ringing in the
new year. BY the way, wish you a
happy new year, Mr.. Wurm.'
"A happy new year, Mr.. Wurm,'
said the schoolmaster for he, too, was
present.
"a happy new year. said Farmer
Harrowby.
'And happy new year chorused
a dozen other voices. 1t was great fun
wishing miser happy new year.
Thank you, neighbors; l wish you
a thousand, replied Israel, cheerfully.
How came you asleep there!' asked
Farmer Harrowby. FWhy, you might
have persisted in the drift
| was overcome by drowsiness, an
swered Israel. Il was very cold; I'd
been to make call on Widow Redman,
and the poor soul was out of wood. By
the way, farmer, the first thing after
sunrise, | want you to be sure to gear
up your OK team, and take cord of
your best hickory aud pitch pine to the
widow
'And who'll pay mel' asked the
farmer, doubtfully.
Il will, to be sure answered Israel.
Have not | got money enoughl Here
hold your hand ! and he put a hand
ful of silver in the farmers honest
palm. 'And you, Mr.. Wilkins he
added, addressing the butcher, take
her the best turkey you've got, and
half pig, with my compliments, and
a happy new year to her.
'And how about that executionP
asked the constable, who was round
with the rest, seeing the old year out
and the new year in
'Confound the execution, Don't
let me hear another word about it,
said Israel, magnanimously. sAnd
now, neighbours he added, l owe you
something for your good wishes; come
along with me to the Golden Lion, and
I'll give you the best supper the tavern
Affords. Hurrah! New year don't
come But once in twelvemonth.'
We will be bound a merrier set never
vat down to a festsl board, than that
which gathered to greet the hospitality
If Israel Wurm. In the course of the
evening, an old Scotch gardener gave
t as his opinion that the miser was
sy.' when man suddenly changes
MS character, as when spendthrift
saving, or niggard gener-
JUS, the Scotch say that he is fey, and
consider the change a forerunner of
sudden death
mo, my friends said Israel, over
hearing the remark, Il am not fey;
md mean to live long while, Heav-
m willing, for l have just learned that
he secret of enjoying life is to do good
o others. l had a dream tonight
which has, | trust made me a better
nan. The miser lies in yonder church
7ard; Israel Wurm, new man, has
isen in his place; and as far as my
means 60, l intend that this shall be a
lappy new year to every one of my /
Israel was as good as his word, and
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