The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-10-29

If it was slow customer and kind of un-
certain, he'd fetch his rations and q blan-
ket and sleep in the coffin at nights.
"He was anchored out that way in frosty
weather for about three weeks once, before
old Robbins place, waiting for him and
after that, foras much as two years, Jacobs
was not on speaking terms with the old
man, on account of his disappointing him.
He got one of his feet froze, and lost money
too becuz old Robbins took a favorable
turn and got WELL The next time Robbins
got sick Jacobs tried to make up with him,
and vanished up the same old coffin and
fetched it along with him; but old Robbins
was too many for him he had him in, and
'peared to be powerful weak; he bought
the coffin for ten dollars, and Jacobs was to
pay it back and twenty-five more besideslif
Robbins didn't like the coffin after he'd
tried it. And then Robbins died, and at
the funeral he bursted off the lid and riz
up in his shroud and told the parson to let
up on the performances, becuz he could
not stand such coffin as that. You see he
had been in trance once before, when he
was young, and he took the chances on
another, cal clating that if he made the trip
it was money in his pocket, and if he miss
ed fire he couldn't lose cent. And by
George, he sued Jacobs for the Rhino, and
got judgment, and he set up the coffin in
his back parlor and said he lowed to take
his time now. 1t was,always an aggrava-
tion to Jacobs, the way that miserable old
thing acted.
He moved back to Indiany pretty soon
went to Wellesville- Wellesville was the
place the Hogadonis was from. Mighty
fine family. Old Maryland stock. Old
Squire Hogadom could carry around more
mixed licker, and cuss better than most
any man l ever see. His second wife was
Widder BilliDgs-she that was Becky Mar
tin her dam was Deacon Dunlap's first
wife, Her oldest child, Maria, married a
missionary and died in grace-et up by saw
ages. They ct him too, poor fellow-biled
him. 1t wasn't their custom, SO they say,
but they explained to friends of his'n that
went down there to bring away his things,
that they'd tried missionaries every other
way and never could get any good out of
'em-and so it annoyed all his relations to
find that mans life was fooled away just
out of derned experiment, so to speak
But mind you, there amt anything ever
really lost everything that people can't
understand and don't see the reason of
does good, if you only hold ON and give it a
fair shake : Providence don't fire no blank
catridges boys. That there missionarys
substance, boys, unbeknowns to himself,
actu'ly converted every last one of them
heathens that took chance at the barbe-
cue. Nothing ever fetched them but that.
Don't tell me it was AN accident that he
was billed. There amt no such thing as an
accident.
When my Uncle Lem was leaning up
agin scaffold once, sick or drunk, or
suthin', an Irishman with nod full of
bricks fell on him out of the third story
and broke the old mans back in two places.
People say it was an accident Much acci-
dent there was about that. He didn't
know what he was there for but he was
there for good object. If he hadn't been
there the Irishman would have been killed.
Nobody can ever make me believe anything
different from that. Uncle LENS dog was
there. Why didn't the Irishman fall on
the dog? Becuz the dog would seen him
a coming and stood from under. That's
the reason the dog weren't appinted. A
dog can't be depended on to carry out a
special providence. Mark my words, it was
a put-up thing. Accidents don't happen,
boys, Uncle LENS dog--I wish you could
have seen that dog. He was q regular
shepherd--or ruther he was part bull and
part shepherd-splendid animal, belonged
to Parson Hagar before Uncle Lem got him.
Parson Hagar belonged to the Western
Reservs Hagars--prime family his moth
er was Weston one of his sisters mar
ried Wheeler; they settled in Morgan
county, and he got nipped by the machin-
cry of carpet factory and went through
in less than a quarter of a minute. His
widder bought the piece Of carpet that he
had his remains wove in, and people came
hundred miles to tend his funeral, and
they had to let ono end of the coffin stick
out Of the window.
Jim Blaine had been growing gradually
drowsy and drowsier--his head nodded
once, twice, three times; then dropped
peacefully upon his breast, and he fell tran