The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1873-04-29
Gbe Ginres, Mem BLOOMFIELD, l1a.

"Well, | amt got none for you," he
growled surlily, "and what's more, amt
goin.'"
| explained that resistance would be use
less that l had a strong force outside and
that should be constrained to take him,
dead or alive. But all to no purpose. Jim,
obstinate enough at all times, in his pres
ent condition was perfectly mulish.
Seeing persuasion was vain, signaled
my assistants. At the sight of them Jim
seized brand from the fire.
"Ye see that keg, Mr.. Lumpkin," he
said, his eyes bloodshot and his voice husky;
"woll, its full O. gunpowder-and by the
long toed Harry, cf one O. 'em onderstrap-
pers comes across my threshold, or ef you
stay minnit longern you kin git away
I'll tech her of, so help me ~
jim, knew was famous hunter, and
used to buy his ammunition by the quantity.
A keg of powder was nothing unusual for
him to have on hand. And then Polly
began to cry and take on in way that
went TO prove the thing no joke. Besides,
Jim was just fool enough to do as he
threatened. My two assistants took to
their heels like white-heads and it must be
confessed, made rapid advance in the
same direction.
At safe distance, we rallied and held
council of war. We concluded to invest
the place, and hold it in siege for the pres
ent.
At the end of an hour Jim appeared at
the door, waving white rag tied to
stick.
"Is that sign of surrender" 1 shout
ed from safe distance.
"No." hallowed Jim, "it's flag of
truce y adding, aye hain't got no tach-
ment for Pop, hev ye p
answered promptly 1 hadn't
"Well, l want to pass her out" said
jim. She's getting stericky in here and
case the wust come to the wust,I shouldn't
want to be obleeged to blow the old gal up.
thought the proposition was reasonable,
and said SO.
| In ten minutes the door opened and
"Psp', came out. She wore scoop bonnet,
and kept her handkerchief to her eyes.
Her form seemed bowed by grief. We
respected her sorrow, and suffered her to
pass.
Hour after hour went by. / began to
grow fidgety. 1t was already three o'clock
Court adjourned at four and unless pro-
duced Jim at that hour, Old RUNS word
was out to make can example of me-" At
last concluded to seek parley.
"Hallo, jim r' 1 shouted 81 want to
speak to YOU"
No answer.
drew nearer and shouted louder; still
no response.
An idea struck me Jim had probably fall
len asleep after the spree. If so, might
steal march on him. Stealthily advanc-
ing, raised the latch and gently pushed
open the door. Instead of Jim drunk and
asleep, the object that confronted me was
Pop, wide awake and duly sober.
"Where's Jim ?" / exclaimed.
"Gone this two hours" replied Pop,
punching the fire.
"For goodness sake be careful, mad
ame," expostulated, "about stirring up
the sparks so close to that keg v'
Gland sakes, man !" cried Pop, "it's
got nothing in it but Beans.
AS the enormity of the sell flashed upon
me, l beat, if anything, more hasty re-
treat than did when Jim threatened to
blow up his household goods, and me
along with them.
"Where's the priso ner p roared Old
Rum, as l entered the court house alone.
l tried to break it gently but it was nc
use. The conclusion of my statement was
lost in shouts of laughter. Old RUNS eyes
rolled wildly His face went through the
whole gamut of colors. What he would
have done Heaven only knows, or even can
know. An apoplexy, which the old whisky
biber had been honestly earning for twenty
years, struck him like lightning, and he
rolled over dead.
At his funeral, fewAsighs were heard, and
few tears shed. No word spoken in com
memoration of the virtues of the departed
The officiating clergyman expressed a faint
hope, but he didn't seem very sanguine
All seemed to have "come to bury Rum
soner, not to praise him."
, tS- DIR. Franklin remarked that a mar
often gets two dollars for the one he spends
informing his mind. A man eats pound
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