Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1869-07-21
CLEARFIELD. PA, WEDNESDAY. JULY q, 1869
ALI Safe.

Some years ago the worthy citizens of the
town of F., in the State of Maine, voted
in their natural wisdom to purchase fire
engine. Thereupon an order was transmit
ed to Boston for one of Zimmerman crack
tubs, and n company was formed to take
charge of it upon its reception. But the
most difficult matter in relation to the affair
was to select proper foreman. However,
after mature deliberation, their choice was
fixed upon Squire ". a worthy ex rep
resentative and trader of the town, who had
seen the n,Wehthes in operation on one or
two occasions during trasient visit to Bos-
ton. In due course of time the chairman of
the Board OF Selectmen received bill OF
lading of the engine, and few days after,
rumor announced to the company that the
sloop Susan Jane was coming up the river
with the tub on board
The b'hoys dropped their hoes, scythes.
and pitchforks, and started for the landing.
As soon as the sloop touched the wharf,
they took possession of the tub, and snaked
her unto the wharf After various coniec-
lures upon the mode Of operation of the crit
ter, they attached the suction hose in order
ito see her squirt"
At this moment the chairman ofthe Board
of Selectmen approached, and in tone of
authority told the boys that machine cost
too much money to be played with, aud
that they d better onship that leather pipe
before the foreman came, or he would raise
Ned with EN-.
upon the first inti,nation of the arrival of
the engine, had gone home and donned his
ruffied shirt and representative suit arrived
to assume the active duties of his office.
Fall in, boys, - he exclaimed, ''man the
rope, two and two I'm foreman, and II
go ahead Now then-forward march -
And off they started up the hill, down
Ragged Lane, over the bridge, up to the
Sleepy Hollow, around Dogtown Corner,
across Ten Shares, and through every high
way and byway of the town, until their
weary legs and-the setting sun admonished
them that it was time to tie Up.
That was great day for the town and the
foreman; and for an hour after tea he sat
and expiated to his wife upon the RESPONSE
bllities of his station. At length he retired
and was soon locked in the arms of Nor
pheus, hiie his worthy spouse lay wide
awake, wondering when her valiant lord
would have an opportunity to distinguish
himself
Her reflections, however, were soon dis
turbed by bright light elaring into her
chamber windows. Could it be possible.
There was-there must be fire some
where!
Husband! husband - she said, there
is fire -
Wake her upl'' shouted the new fore
man, half waking.
There a fire, | tell you, said she.
''Poh, let it burn!''
''There's fire, and I'm going to get up
and see where it is.
''Pshaw, you fool you will catch your
death of cold -
but | tell you there is a FIRE scooting up
like blazes?''
They're only burning brush at Sleepy
Hollow.
NOT the other way
"Well, | 'spose it is Captain True brick
kiln"
"Why. good Lord, ii is Deacon Butmap 5
house up to Four Corners! It's all Of a
light blaze!'
well, get into bed. you fool, and let it
burn Thank the Lord oar nelo engine Is
no ,chere aear It -