The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1872-05-03


i charge OF having erased the name Z
!. Gustel, and inserted that of Peter. an
. has been acquitted.
| In the sight Of man he is now virtual
sPotless; how stands he in the sight q
God? II y this question which trouble
me, for cannot believe him innocent
knowing all l know; yet, ii guilty, hov
came Matthews and Folkshausen to swea
that they witnessed the drawing GU
and signing of the will? Can jacob
have bribed them 10 perjure themselve.
also! II SO, a crushiag weight OF gull
} hangs over him. That was an awful
curse-"f l am not swearing God.
truth, may my body never moulder in
the gravel"
The next entry was dated two years
later:
l753.-It is almost two years and
three months since the trial. Jacob
Winterwerb's first act, on gaining pos
session OF Herman's boards was to turn
hs nephew out of doors. Nothing was
heard Of the poor youth until six months
afterward, when he came to my dwelling
late one light, worn to q shadow.
dis clothes were threadbare. but the
saddest change was in his pinched,
sunken face-the once handsome face
that his uncle Herman had SO loved and
admired.
He had been living in q miserable
garnet, upon the pocket-money he had
saved during his prosperity, and the
sale OF bib uncle's various gifts; but this
store had been spent TO the last kreut.
ger, and for the last two days he had
been starving. Another year, he said.
would see him through the university
and fit him for profession, and he inn.
plored me to give him some copying to
do, or assist him in some other way to
make . little money. "Do it." he
urged, for my uncle Herman's sake"
l was, indeed, most willing to befriend
him for the sake of my Meta. his
mother, my own poor early love: so he |
came to live with us, and he and Franz
attended lectures together.
jacob never forgave me for harbor.
ing the lad, whom he hated, as bad men
always will hate the injured; he had
Kept up the semblance of neighborli.
ness until then, but at that period our
nnai rupture took place. Gustel got on
we'll ; he is now a pfarrer in Ziegel.
'ausen, useful and respected.
jacobs strange curse is haunting me
o-day. have but just returned from
Ills funeral, and ere sleep must con-
'lude this memoir. Perhaps when the ,
ast word is written may be able to
orget.
Jacobs end came very suddenly.
ear me his son was no gentle nurse dur.
az the one week of his illness. l
A vast concourse of his townsm.n r
elped to lay Jacob in his grave beneath
ne row OF yew-trees called the seven n
sters, In our cemetery outside the I
riedrich's Thor. II is there the great h
len OF Gottingen all lie, each in his |
arrow house, underneath his heavy
larble monument. 7
The tallest yew has Jacobs tomb in n
'adow. There stands the boary sister, il
lunt and grim, stretching her black S,
ms over the white urn, whereon she r,
eds her crimson berries in autumn. OF
aiming the marble like drops of blood, v,
ID weepingicy tears the winter through.
1ich gradually wash out the stains. .,
Oh, Jacob, Jacob! is that marble urn W
ID your gorgeous coffin all that is left hi
you OF your wealth. Farewell. | in
4 not your judge. You have entered W
e presence of a higher Judge. into CO
lose hands we must all fall at last.
. Du ieber himnsel!" muttered Rath n,
lingering the yellow man. LEI
CRYPT tenderly; "this man should tn
We been philosopher or preacher; VIZ
was thrown away upon the magis.
cy." wa
There was note at the foot of the ca
&c in 2 different handwriting, to the he
ect that Franz Volkhausen had found gri
above among his late fathers papers, wa
had placed it with the annals of to
! courthouse for the year 1853. tn,
tath Marquardsen sat meditating be. tin
9 his stove, but his delight with the
nuscript was fast changing into a
eping, gristly terror, such as he never {
experienced in all his life before. pre
acob's strange curse had taken full ple
session of his imagination. He was saw
lid to look up lest he should see the the
mans covetous, cruel eyes fixed not
m him. He had horrible idea that eve
e turned around he might find him pilt
rs elbow, or peeping at him from be. TO-
d the window curtain, which was TO !
'ainly moving slightly. In his un- inv
'oning trepidation, the rath got up wee
made an undia nified retreat into the
bedroom, looking behind him at ten
~ step. He tumbled into bed after mid
short toilet operations, feeling safe will
"nen ne orc" the eider-down to il
y. over DIS mead. cler
~ "iJAeu Oh JACOB ioiiowed him san,
:, anu .oImen'e MIN all night in Stor
ms. He dreamed that he proceeded and
lie cemetery at Friedrich's Thor, got pare
sexton to open the grave, and found earl
lbs corpse undecayed in its velvet bea;
n; that it opened its eyes when the can.