The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-06-28
THE DUTCHMAN'S LUCK.

only son, named Carl, who helped his
father work the farm. Carl was an indus
trious, sober young man, who had reached
the age of twenty-one without having once
been ten miles away from home so it is
to be presumed that his knowledge or
experience was not very extensive.
CarPs invariable custom was to 90
every evening, as soon as his work was
done, and see Katrina Van Keeper the
daughter of a neighbor, as handsome and
buxom lass as ever trod shoe leather.
While he would sit and smoke with the
old man, talking about the crops and
weather, Katrina would sit demurely by
sewing or knitting as the case might be.
Precisely when the clock struck nine,
Carl was expected to leave.
But one night Carl, instead of leaving
at nine, as usual, still fingered, much to
the surprise Of old Van Keeper, who
after waiting few minutes without see
ing any signs of his leaving, asked him
why he did not leave, as he wished to
shut up.
Pecause, neighpor Van Kleepper, 1
want to speak view worts NIT you," an
swered Carl, rather sheepishly.
Veil, ferry goot put Why ton't you pc
kin den z" returned that worthy, proceed
ing to fill his pipe.
"Vell, den, neighpor Van Kleepper,"
began Carl,in rather hesitating manner
loves your laughter Katrina more as
never vas, an she loves me doc, an as
mine fader's warm an your warm adjoin,
dinks dat We peter marry so dat ven
fader and you die, de property will sthay
in de vanity p
"Vell, very goot, Carl" replied Van
Klepper, looking rather blank at being
thus summarly disposed of; put how
mootch monish you kot, eh ?"
Carl put his hand in his pocket and
drew out an old leather wallet, and pro-
ceeded to count its contents
got shust dwo tollar an sefendeen
shents," he replied, carefully putting the
money back in his pocket.
"Dwo toller, you dundering pig WOOL !!
How de tuyvel toes you dink dlsatt dlsatt you gan
marry frow NIT only dwo toller an sef-
endeen shents? Ven you kot tree hun
dret tollers, an ask your fader may be he
gif him do you, den you kin marry nit
mine kirl; put not Won dundering tay
pefore. An now goodnight an don't
gone here no more pefore you kit de
monish. Come den, put no sooner.
Poor Carl had nothing to do but COM
ply, and took his departure with heavy
heart, for how to get so much money was
problem too dificutof solution for him
The next morning Carl looked as
wretched and woebegone as broken
down oil speculator On his parents anx-
iously inquiring as to what allied him, he
related what had taken place between
him and neghbor Van Klepper.
"Neighpor Van Klepper is shust right
responded his father when he had concu-
ded. "And l dinks dat you pc olt enongh
to ko an make your own vordune. Don t
dink dat you kit any ding of me ven
die, vor dink dat will lif more as a
hoontret years yet Mine fader kif me
noding ven married, an your fader do
de same. / kif you till tomorrow to
stay here, an, venyou don't ko den away,
~ hiNh Jou away
The wretched Carl was thunderstruck
at the turn affairs had taken; for in spite
of his mothers remonstrance his father
was inexorable So with heavy heart
he began to make preparations to leave
his home for Heaven only knows where
Early next morning Carl was ready to
leave his father gave him his blessing
while his mother unknown to his father
gave him three dollars out of her own
savings, besides a loaf of bread and q
small jug of buttermilk; and thus fitted
out, with small bundle, swung on {
stick over his shoulder, he started of
with tears in his eyes.
Carl travelled on without meeting an
adventure of any kind till toward noon
when being both tired and hungry, he
sat down under large tree that stood in
the roadside before a small cottage, anG
began an attack on his bread and butter
milk. He had not been long there, how
ever, before he was perceived by the wo
man of the house, who came out and in