The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1874-09-10

is the wind whistling over the grass that
your lordship hears"
But when the Sheriff put his foot By the
Judges foot, he saw and beard the kame,
and he cried out:
Quick, iiaaer, and come down. Is;.ould
ike you to be witness IN this matter. And
you may take my arm, jailer, for the music
makes Ire feel unsteady"
"Thers's no music, sn, said the jaile. .
"but your worship Doubtless hears tbs
ersaking of the g,liows"
'sBui when the y,ilerfs feel touched the
fairy ring, he saw like the rest, and cried
to the chaplain to come and stop the unhal-
lowed measure.
at is delusion Of the Evil One said
the parson; "tbere Is not sound in the
air but the distant soaking of some frogs.
But as be, too, touched the ring, he pre-
ceived ais mistake.
| At this moment the moor shcre out, a; d
| in the middle Of ihe mig they perceived
LimPinz Tim, the fiddler, playing till great
drops stood out On his forehead, and dane.
ng as rnadly rs he played"
"Ah, you rascalr' cried the Judge. rs
this where you've been all this time, and a
b;tter man than you az good rs hanged for
you? But you shall come home now"
Saying which, he ran in, and seized the
fd Her by the .rm; but Limping Tim resis-
| ted So ,toatly that the Sheriff had to 20 to
the Judges assistance; and even teen the
fairies 50 pinched and hindered them tina,
the Sheriff WIS obliged to call upon the Jai.
| Ter to put his arms about his waist. wEo
persuaded the chaplain &c add his strength
to the string.
But as i'll luck would have il, just as they
were getting off one of the fairies picked up
Limping Tins fiddle, which had fallen in
the scuffie, and began 10 play. And as be
began to play everyone began to dance
the fiddler, and the Judge, and the Sheriff
and the jailer, and even tie chaplain.
"lIangmsnI Hangmany' screamed the
Judge, as he lifted first one leg ard then
the other to the tune, "come down and
! catch hold CT his reverence the chaplain.
The prisoner is pardoned, and he can lay
hold too"
The hangman knew the judges voice,
and ran toward it; but as they were now
quito within the ring, he could see nothing,
either Of him or his companions.
The farmers son followed, and warning
the hangmaU not to touch the ring, he di
rec.ed him to stretch his hands forward in
hopes of catching hold of some one. In a
few minutes the wind blew the chaplain 5
cassoek against the haneman's finsers, and
he caught the rarson round the waist.
The farmers son then seized him in like
fashion, and each holding firmly by the
CHER, the fidjler, the Judge, the Sheriff,
the jailor, the par4on, the hangman, and
the farmers son oil got safely out of the
charmed circle
"Oh, you scoundrel!' cried the Judge to
the fiddler; 81 have very good mind to
hang you up on the gallows without further
ado.
But the fiddler only locked like one pos.
sessed, and upbrailsd the farmers son fer
not having the patience to wait three min
utes for him.
"Tbree minutesr' cried he; why, you've
been here three months and day."
This the fjJler would not believe. ar d
as he seemed in every way beside himself,
they led him home, still ppbraiding his com
panion, and crying continually for his
fiddle.
His neighbors watched him closely, bat
one day he escaped from their care and
wandered away over the hills to seek his
fiddle, and came back no more.
Ills dead body WAS found upon the
downs, face downward, with the fiddle liz
his arms. Some said he had really found
the fiddle Shere he had left it, and had
been lost in mist, and died Of exposure.
But oshars held that he had persisted differ
emily, and laid his death at the door of the
fairy dancers
As to the a,ruer's son it is said that
hen oeforwsrd he went home from market
by the high-road, and spoke the truth
sssaight ouk, and was, more careful Of his
compang.