The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-08-11
0be Gihtes, Mem Bloomfield, 1Da.

crowned with stars (made of gilt paper
while from its shoulders foated two large
pieces of muslin, representing wings.
Poor GILES, who had not forseen such
an incident, covered down under his sheet,
utterly unable to explain the meaning of
what he saw.
"It is an angel" said he to himself. But
the angel coughed
1t is not an inhabitant of heaven"
thought Giles, elf it is one of the sorcer-
ers, am in very bad situation"
The angel, on his part appeared to be i'll
at ease. He cast an oblique glance at the
winding sheet that covered the dead, and
did not appear anxious to make a closer
examination. Holding the torch in his
hand, Wenceslas Stroobant, thus trans
formed into an angel, appeared to make
great effort to seat himself at the foot of
the tomb, and if the dead had not been in
such state of perturbation, he would
have noticed that the angel was trembling
with cold, Or something else Wenceslas
seemed to have contracted very bad cold,
which was manifested by severe fit of
coughing and sneezing, and being unable
to find his handkerchief he was obliged to
use one of his wings to wipe the moisture
from his nose and mantle.
"That is not an angel, certainly"
thought the dead - cit must be sorcerer.
Who knows if he should not be master of
ceremonies? He is there with his torch to
call the others, and shall find myself in
the midst Of their revels, and if the devil
presldes over them, what shall doP"
While making these disagreeable rehec-
tions he was struck by the sudden agita-
tation of the angel of the torch, who ap-
peared to behold fearful object 1t was
the third parsonage approaching.
This latter lambert Won Moll) was dis
guised as spectre of darkness. AS he
drew near, the light of the torch, which
cleaned upon him at intervals, gave him
fearful appearance. He did not appear
greatly terrified, but probably from mo-
tives of prudence he approached in zig
gag line, pausing now and then as though
he saw something he did not expect. The
silvery robe of the angel glittered in the
torchlight, and Lambert could not account
to himself for this singular costume.
AS the angel whose trembling limbs re-
fused to support him, remained fixed in his
place, Lambert decided to make flank
movement, and accordingly he passed
around the other end of the tomb.
His disguise was frightful he was muf-
fled in an OK hide, which was adorned with
the long horns and the ears his face was
blackened, and the lower part of It con-
cealed by an immense red beard. In his
hand he carried one of those wooden forks
which are used to spread new mown hay.
! Wenceslas, who had never lost sight of the
demon, now signalized himself by the
greatest effort of courage he had ever
made in his life. He suddenly advanced,
with the torch at arms length before him,
and the spectre recoiled. But the flame
touched Lambert's great beard, and in an
instant it was blaze. He quickly tore it
off and sprang on the angel, whose torch
fell and was extinguished.
They seized each other by the hair, mu-
tually astonished, perhaps, at finding each
other palpable
The corpse who had seen all, and had
begun to question whether it was really a
scene among the witches, now took Wen
ceslas and Lambert for good and bad
angel who were disputing possession OF
him, and overcome by terrible fear, he
suddenly sprang out of his tomb with his
winding sheet around him, and took to
fight across the fields.
The two champions, seeing the dead
rush forth, were seized with the same ter
ror, and letting go of each other by COM
mon consent, they fled as though pursued
by all the witches.
The three lovers returned to their re-
spective lodgings, utterly overcome by
what they had seen and passed through
and the next day none of them were able
to leave their beds. To finish their adven-
lures, Gertrude sent word to them that
they must have very little esteem for her,
since, instead of fulfilling their promises,
they had run away in such ridiculous
manner. And she married Sigismond.
EB- Whatever profession young man
may choose, let him take heed lest he
merge his profession of man in his pro-
| fessOn of law, or medicine or journalism