The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-04-12
Che Gin1es, Mem BLOOMFIELD, ]Da.

Cyrus thought, but to write to his father,
tell him the story, and get him to send
over to Mr.. Birch's for the trunk, and re-
turn it to Philadelphia by express. This
course having been concluded upon, Cy
rus wrote and mailed the letter to his
father.
The rest of the day would probably
have been spent by Cyrus in the enjoy
ment of Fanny's letter and his recollec-
tions of her visit, had not his friends
called upon him to know if he had got
back old Cohen"-for so they had bap-
tizcd the truncated" one, since little
Myles' pun-.When they heard the rest
of the story they were wild with delight,
and the osseous jokes that were made
were worthy of the inmates of mad
house.
It's such a mean old trunk" said lit
tie Myles. Nothing but a thin packing
box any way, and don't believe l locked
it last time. I'll bet any man ten dollars
that old Cohen's out before this time"
They'll open it on the cars when
they hear it rattle" )" said Seymour. " You
know people can only take wearing ap-
parel, and skeleton is not wearing APP
parel-at least that one is not wearing
any"
IF they think its freight, and take e
out, it will result in .tr'ght" suggested
Myles; and then, as usual, the uproar
stopped the joking
The next morning, about nine o'clock,
just as Cyrus eat his breakfast, got on credit
from the grocery store where he dealt,
he received u telegram, 1t was from Mr..
Birch, and contained these Words
You are Wdnted here Come imn,e-
diatey."
Cyrus clutched his hair, stamped his
foot, clapped on his hat, locked his door,
rushed round to Heskell's, forced from
him four dollars and some seventy cents
all he had-and reached the Baltimore
depot in time for the ten o'clock train
What his feelings, his fears, or his hopes
were during the journey is not to be put
on paper. AT two o'clock he had reached
Baltimore. BY halfpast he was on his
way in the Martinville train to his desti-
nation. Reaching the village, he had no
money or desire to hire Il carriage, and SO
started out to walk as rapidly as possible,
the two miles and Il half that lay between
him and Mr.. Birch's house.
Arriving there, hot and fustered, he
walked through the open door, and hear.
ing voices in the dining room, walked
quickly in, and found coroners jury
sitting upon the remains Of the unfortu-
nate Cohen
We will now relate the circumstances
which led to this inquest. The trunk had
been taken to the hotel for safety, and
Fanny, with her borrowed baggage at the
foot Of her bed, had slept the sweet sleep
Of an innocent maiden, without being
troubled by the ghost Of her quiet room
mate. Everything had gone on admira-
oily, and she arrived at Martinville in good
season, where her father was waiting for
her in Il buggy. He was surprised tha
she brought another trunk, for her bag
gage had arrived early that morning; but
she explained the matter, much to his
merriment, and he ordered the station
master-who was also express agent and
several other things-to send the trunk
after them in wagon. This the mar
promised to do; but having taken two
trunks up there that morning, and ex
pecting no more jobs for that day, his
wagon was undergoing some repairs al
the blacksmith's, and so he could no
promise to send it much before nightfall
However, in an hour or two, along came
Silas Hopes, peripattic green-grocel
and general vender, who for half the or
dinary fee offered to take the trunk tC
> Mr. Birch's He was going that way
and was always glad Of an excuse to stoI
anywhere on his route, even if it was no
at the house of customer.
On the road Silas examined the trunk
Well, reckon" said he, II neve
saw such common old trunk go to tn,
Birchcs' afore this day. Shouldn't won
der if Miss Fanny'd been a-buyin!
c'rositcs up to Phily. It's light, too
Yes, that's so; thought it ratified whel
| put it in; don't doubt its shells, or
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