Litchfield enquirer., 1872-08-08


 light, and purity, and love, and happiness; where the Savior dwells, whose glorious story thou hast heard from the lips of thy Kind protectress. But let us not tarry, for our places await us above. . .f .s.ss fsa < The little child closed it's blue eyes, and it's lips parted as though to speak, but no l sound came from them; while over the femaciated form appeared sweet cherub that lowered about the humble room, and smiled upon the old woman, who sat as one in dream. r e-
 Here the angel opened wide the door, and after bestowing blessing upon the aged one, arose upon his ghttering pin ions in the clear night, attended by the little cherub. -.sf .~-.zF-F -zs 4 There was rustling of wings, and 8 great multitude of shining ones appeared. who amid 8 heavenly chorus waited their way into the starry sky. The moon yelled her face for a season; while human eyes that beheld the glory were unable to bear it's full splendor. Wonder continued for many years, and the memory of it is to this time us. sss sa rs5.e-s .F
 In a lofty niche in the ancient cathe- dral of Nuremburg, might have been seen at one time, the shape of an angel with cherub ill its arms, carven in stone, to perpetuate this remarkable event; and it is said sound of angelic music can be heard on 8 Christmas-eve, to this day, near the place where the little cottage stood, so long ago., .-..,r ..-- ---- --..
 PHILLIP GoULD.-The leading journals have been giving daily column of eager comment on the Stokes matter; the skill full chicanery of the trial of fast young man for the murder of thief in behalf of an unchaste woman. There is another story, which they pass by in silence, of a young fellow who, on last Friday, did what he could for women too, though in another fashion, ungilded by diamonds or stocks or romantic nastiness, which seems to us at least as we'll worth the tell ing. party of excursionists had gone out from Philadelphia to the hills near Norristown, and just before dusk gather ed about station called Spring Mills. in order to return home The track at this point slopes sharply about the hill, with bank on one side and declivity on the other Five of the women were on this track, when the whistle of the approach ing express was heard sweeping round the curve not twenty yards from them. They mlstOOk 1t for the train on the oth- CT side of the river, which was just pass ing, and did not move. The next instant the express flashes into sight; the crowd, terrified, shrank back with cry of terror; all except one man, who throws himself in the very front of the engine, thrusts one after the other of the five down the embankment into safety, and is caught up and dashed to the ground at their feet dead. It does not seem to us to add any force to the story to state that the women, and the man who gave his life for them so simply and promptly, as though 1t were the only natural thing for him to do. were colored. laurel and our praise those gallant young fellows who flung life away for some great CT good-the safety of their country-the freedom of race. Because the same cause touched our own convictions and burned in our own blood, we thought it was that which had strengthened them for the sacrifice But better than any cause Is the inherent bravery of blood that meets death as a companion, the qui- ct, just contempt of life when weighed against the simple duty of manhood. Phillip Gould lived unknown and unno- ticed; he had received, most probably, neither gift of intellect nor culture to claim any especial regard; only a plain, hunt man, who of this we are sure loved his friend. The women were mere acquaintances; there was ne call for sac riice on him more than on any other of the crowd who stood about them. There was no reason why he should fling away his young ife,as full of promise, as strong and sweet to him as that of any man of fairer skin, beyond the fact that there are certain men among us of royal blood who live obscurely until some circumstance bids them prove their birth.
 We hope the story of this man who died so manfully. will be told simply be- cause 1t IS wholesome and ennobling story to us all. Praise cannot benefit him now, nor give comfort to whoever is left behind to love or care for him. The qui- ct life of such men IS worth more to those who know them than any act of sacrifice; s'dying was not all they had the skill to do" We believe, too, that the most cheering part of the story is, the fact that such men are common about us. There is not railroad accident, no emergency of any kind, which does not bring to light deeds of heroism, of sef-sacrifce, of un- selfshness, that stir the pulse and bring the water to the eyes. We thank God for such men as this gallant lad, and thank Him the more that we find so many of them on every side of us in black skins and in white. We do not mourn Earl Percy dead the less because we know that we have 'shundred living still as gallant knights as he "-71Ibune.
 MIDNIGHT ENCOUNTER WITH BURGLAR.