The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-07-26
Tried for Murder:
Guilty on Not G2LiItU.
Vol. Nv.

my earlier years I studied for sea-
Il son at Edinburgh. 1t was in Burke's
year, not that of Edmund Burke, but of
another countryman of the same name, and
not less celebrated.
The afternoon of the day on which Burke
was executed was distinguished by first
rate college row. The students at Edin-
bugh, like it's mob, have, when aroused, al
ways been formidable and dangerous
body; and on this occasion, the police hav-
ing intruded into the quadrangle to pre-
serve order among the crowd which hurried
to the dissecting room, battle royal had
ensued, attended by some severe injuries.
and resulting in triumphant and glorious
defeat of the authorities
To celebrate this propitious event sup
per party assembled that evening in tav-
ern called the "Rainbow" The chair was
occupied by the bard and satirist of the
college, fellow of infinite jest, who made
his mark Oh the world afterwards, but who
at this time was mainly famed and feared
for the sarcastic and biting power of his
humor. Opposite him sat the prince of
students-tall, handsome, reckless. flash
ing with the exuberance of youthful spirit,
and flow of conyivial fancy have never
known equalled.
Among the others were two, who figure
in my story. One was student named
Johnstone, the Thersites of the circle-a
disagreeable specimen of stamp of man
which is generally to be found in every cir
Gle, without either wit or talent to make
Others feel uncomfortable. Bold and un-
scrupulous, and quick to see and seize on
the weakness of others, he was GageEluma,
fly-blister; people feared to make him
their friend and still more their enemy, and
so he extorted from hate what he never
would have obtained from love, and was
admitted to the most select coterie of the
University.
The other was a stalwart handsome young
Irishman, who had done mighty execution
in the melee Of the day caring but little,
after the temperament of his nation about
the merits of the conflict, but hitting right
and left as his leader told him. He was an
open-browed Spanish looking son OF Erin,
half-rolliclling, half-sad in expression, who
was winding up happy day with happy
night; he had had fight i'll the morning,
and frolic in the evening. His name was
Power, medical student who had been but
week or two in Edinburgh. He was con-
sequently an entire stranger to the others,
and had been invited to make one of the
party solely on the strength of his fist.
There were many toasts given and speeches
made, some humorous and some satirical.
AT last Johnstone made few remarks
which were apparently intended to offend
and insult Power. To this speech Power
replied so effectually, that Johnstone was
aroused to frenzy, and seizing his tumbler,
flung its contents in the speakers face, and
then rushed from the room.
Great commotion of course ensued.-
Power was white and furious with rage,
and in his first transports nearly vented it
on those who tried to prevent him from
following his assailant He Gained down
after awhile, but took no more part in the
evenings festivities, and was overheard to
say that he would have his life. lie refus-