The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1850-1873, 1869-10-29

Yess-you had? (well. We are likely
to get at the truth after all, his turning
and twisting to the contrary udtwithstand.
ing.) Well, Sir. what else soas it you had
in your coffsss"
"Do make you hear me Square!-d
spune!!"
That was the last witness. and the last
of him on the stand. Here the trial was
adjourned until the next day.-Harpers
Magazine.
WIS. HuJBBiRD,s THREE WARN.
IN6S.
IT was in the days of our grandmothers,
when there were brick ovens in the land,
that Mr.. Hubbard bought his house, and
bops sht 1t tery, much against his wife's
will, It was { lonely house, and reported
to be haunted. 1t was next, to grave
yard, which, though unused, was not
cheerful, and which had likewise the repu.
taticn Of shost However, Mr.. Hubbard
did not believe In ghosts, and was too
cheerful to be depressed by warnings and
never intended to be lonely.
MRS. Hubbard" he said, when his wife
shook her head over the purchase, I got
it cheap, and it is good one. You will
like 1t when you get there. If you don't,
why then talk"
So the hotise WAS bought, and into it
the Hubbard family went. There was
scarcely chance for ghost to show his
face arIid sfich fatally of Boys &nd girls:
Mr.. and Mrs. Hubbard counted ten OF
them. all noisy ones.
Having once expostulated and spoken
out her mind as to the house, Mrs. Hubbard
gave up the point She scrubbed and
secured, tackled down carpets and put up
curtains, and owned that the place was
pretty. As not q ghost appeared for
week, she made up her mind that there
were no such inhabitants; she even
began not to mind the tombstones. So
the house got to rights at last, and baking
day came about. In the press of business
they had Q great deal of bakers bread,
and were now tired of it
Mrs. Hubbard never enjoyed setting q
batch of bread to rise as she did that
which was to be eaten for the first time in
the new house.
"for I cannot get tip an~ appstite for
stuff that nobody knows who has the
MAKING OF, 66lu GlIS. huUDo1Q, oAu al
puffy and alumy besides"
80 into the oven went the bread, and
out it came at the proper time, even and
brown and beautiful as loaves could be.
Mrs. Hubbard turned them up on their
sides as she drew them forth, and they
stood in the long bread-tray, glorious
proofs of her skill and the excellence OF
the oven, when Tommy Hubbard bounded
in. Tommy was four, and when at that
age we are prone to believe that anything
will bear cur weight. Tommy therefore,
anxious to inspect the newly-nade bread,
swung himself off his feet by clutching
the edge of the bread tray, and over il
came, Ioavcs and Tommy and all.
Mrs. Hubbard hew to the rescue and
picked ND the loaves. Ell we're busted
and put ii tie tray agafn but, ore. Tha,
lay bottom upward under the taSls.
"A bothering child, to give me so much
trouble r. she said as she crawled undel
the table to get it "A-oh-ah-dear
dear, dear-oh-oh my"
And there on the floor sat Mrs. Hub
bard, scfeaming, wringing her hands snt
shaking her head. The children screamed
| in concert. Mr.. Hubbard rushed in from
the garden, where he vas at work.
whats the matter, neither !" hi
gasped.
Mrs. Hubbard pointed to the bottom o
the loaf lying in her lap.
"Lcok there and see I" she said. ut i
warning, William; am going to b.
taken from them all"
And he losked and saw . deaths hea'
and cross, bones as plainly engraved .
| than v>ososhlu rcu1d ha
at is accident" said Mr.. Hubbard
"Such queer cranks do come, you know.
But Mrs Hubbard was In trouble
state of Hind, is was but natural
"The stories about the haunted hous
were true" she said, and the spirits hav
marked the loaf I am afraid it is
warning"
| And the loaf was put aside, for eve
Mr.. Hubbard did not dare to eat any OF !
Mrs. Hubbard got over her frigf
at last, but tie news OF the aV
fully marked loaf spread throug
R., and the people came
Hubbard's all the week to look at It.
was deaths head and cross bones certain
"; every one saw that at glance, but
to its meaning people differed. Some b
lieyed that it was warning Of approach
ing death some thought that the spiri
wanted to frighten the Hubbards ava
and get possession of the house again a
to themselves. This latter supnositic
inspired Mrs. Hubbard with courag'
finally, being a brave woman, she adcpts
the belief, and when another baking-ds
arrived, put her losves into the oven on
more, prepared for cross-bones and not
be frightened by them. The losves bak'
as before. They came out brown al
crusty as Mrs. Hubbard turned each
her hands. There were no cross bon
visible, but on the last were sundry chara
ters or letters. What no one could q
l until there dropped in for . chat ce-ta
! printer of the neighborhood, accustom
to reading things backward.
aBy Georgep said be, "that is curio'
That IS scurious-r e-s-u- am, resurgal
|. that is what is on the loaf-resurgam."
u "It is what they put on tombe, isn't 1t
asked DOOR Mrs. Hubbard. family. =.
. "Well. yes," said Mr.. Hubbard, bel
Obliged to admit it. "but it is not 30 b
y as cross-bones and skulls."
e Mrs. Hubbard shook her head.
3 ats even solemner," said the b
o woman, who was not as 60
a Ijnguist as bread-maker. "I feel col
dent William, that shall soon be res
gained, and what will these dear childI
do them"
J" And now that the second loaf was
= fore her eyes, marked even more awfu
s. than the first, Mrs Hubbard grew rea
D. pale and thin, and lost her cheerfulness
Of az have q presentiment," she said o
re and over again, that the third baking
r. decide who the warning belongs TO.
n lieve it is meant for me, and time
ut show. Don't you see how thin
growing,"
We And though Mr.. Hubbard laughed,
b. Also began to be troubled. The Il
yh bsking-day was one of gloom Solemn
I'd AZ at q funeral, the family assembled
it. assist in the drawing.
n Five loaves came out markless;
er one remained
Ct MIS-. Hubbard's hand trembled but
it drew it forth she laid it on the tray;
lss turned softly about At last she expo
so the lower surface. On it were let
printed backward, plain enough to !
el, this time, and arranged thus:
In "Died April I'd,
ke lamented by
her lsrgs family
II. "rismsl" cried Ars Hnhsssd. Is!