Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1873-12-04
UNIONTO WN LOCALS.

Mr.. SMITH HIRsT, au estipable cit
izen of this township, received a sight
abrasion of the skin of the hand while
engaged in burying vegetables, ana
we regret to announce that his WOUND
has assumed malignant and danger,
Gus form, causing great suffering anu
anxiety.
Mr.. GEORGE NEAL, gun-smith, re-
siding in our town, placed a gun IN the
forge for the purpose Of burning out a
piece of ramrOd, when it was dlschaf-
ged, endangering the lives or persons
of those present. 1t was not known 10
he loaded by Mr.. N, or the gentle
man who brought it in for repair.
THANKSGIVING was partially OBJ
served here. Rev. W. 5. Mafiatt
preached at the hour of IL O'Clock, from
the Sth Psalm.
In NADDTTTON to the usual Dement'S
which should cause thankfulnesS, our
citizens rejoice that Brett Harte stop.
ped at Cadiz, and that Little Britches'
is in Chicago.
SENSATIONAL WAR ITEMS do not al
feet us out here, as they have time TO
cool on our new mail route before
reaching this office. There has been
no war meeting that L have been ap-
prised of.
CIDER is ripen;ng mp nicely, and one
drink now causes Il ,nan 10 leel ike
wanting to break glass or something.
1t will be chock full of fights and songs
by the 25th of December.
4 FEW DAYS SINCE there appeared
in our midst an aged man, whose heau
had bIossomed for the tomb. The lit
tie grave blossoms had combined, un-
ill like the SNOWFALL they mad formed
one large blossom which was almost
dropping from the stem. No one
knew his name or whence he came.
Clad in coarse garments, his had been
a long and weary pilgrimage 10 the
shrine. Suddenly he spake-" Friends,
l do not know single face IN this town
YOU are all strange TO me-0W pun
ed q qiH around here once" The ola
man bowed his head upon his hdnds.
We could not comprehend him. Like
IAugur the son OF Jakeh, in the 3Oth
chapter of Proverbs, this was one oil lne
four things too wonderful for us! Dld
/ he pull her on his little sled? a pull at
the flask and pulling hard against the
stream, we could derine-a ray OF light
Iillumes our darkened understanding
he pulled her-roasted chestnuts from
the ashes, as they sat in front OF the
open fireplace, piled high with blazing
logs of Odorous sassafras and spice
wood. They held. sweet communion
together while the wolves paved at
the front, and big ,injuns' danced
around the back door, to keep then
feet warm while they waited for his
scalp. Yes, we have it now; he spark
ed her. With sprig OF mint i'll his
pocket, tallow on his hair, chimney
! blackiug on his shoes, he had run the
gauntlet of wolves, bears, posecats, ano
savages, through miles Of nnbroken
forest to visit the idol of his soul. Bul
who was she, and why did she go back
on him?' Was it you, grandma: Ht
did not breathe her name, and the vel
is drawn. Perhaps she is up among
the angels, and as st. Peter announces
each new conner, she fingers lovingly
around the gates of Heaven, hoping
tnat he may wander in. Dear ole
. man!-if sparkling can fill the hear
with such happy memories, we sin
Ieerely hope that if we attain to sucf
an age we can place our head upon Oul
hands and eXclaim, eve pulled a CIR
around here once" III.