The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1875-07-02

he, gentleman son, should be treated
so, and he hammered violently at the
door for some time, and shook IL but
finding that nobody took any notice OF
hin, he made up his mind to go to bed.
"Feeling about with his hands he
discovered kind of ledge on heap OF
roots, where they had been taken away
for household consumption. 1t was
more on the level than you might sup
pose, the twigs and fragments and chips
from the chopping filling up the
crevices. Still it could not have been
very soft. But John thought it was the
prison couch, and took off his things,
down TO his shirt and drawers. Then he
crept into bed, but found everything
very uneasy. They don't shake their
focks out in prison, anyhow, was his
first muttered thought, as he felt the
sharp ends of the roots against his bones.
This is the worst bed / was ever in !;
I'm hanged if they don't stuff their
holsters with chips And they are spar
ing of their blankets, too, he said to
himself, cropping here and there in vain
for the bedclothes. Hi police, police!'
he shouted, 'come and make my bed
properly But nobody came and then,
in trying to make himself more com
Portable, he seized projecting root and
pulling violently at it, he brought down
a whole shower of Jumps of spiky wood
upon him. He could endure no more,
but jumped up, and, seizing the first
thing that came to hand, which hap
pened TO be the log lying against the
door, he began TO lay about him violent
ly, intending to break everything in the
cell. The log having been removed,
however, the door began to swing quiet
ly open by its own weight, letting in
bright food of moonlight. 'Diaoul =
cried John, pleased, but frightened at
the result Of his exertions, I've broken
out of the lookup; must run for it
now.' 1t was then that William saw the
ghost.
"Away went John, and away went
William and Meyrick pell-mell but
John thought that the doctors stuff he
now remembered to have swallowed had
turned his brain. For, although he
knew quite we'll that he was running
from the lookup to his own home, and
every step of the way was familiar to
him, yet the evidence of his senses
seemed to show just the contrary, and
everything came to him back end fore
most There were the crags and the
avenue and the bridge, but all in the
wrong order I; and the police, too, in-
stead of their pursuing him, it seemed
as if he were after them-two flying po-
licemen dashing along at their utmost
speed in front of him. How they did
run, those nimble constables They're
trying to cut off my retreat, said John
to himself but I'll outpace them.
For liberty is sweet, and the faster they
ran the faster ran John, till at last they
all burst in at my surgery door. one on
the top of the other, frightening me into
fits, waking up the baby and Mrs.
Evans, and setting all the dogs round
about barking like mad. There, gen
tlemen."
But" said one of the company,
chow was il that he could run like that
after the kick he'd hadl"
1.-The grandmother best bonnet came
in for that. A careless servant had left
it in the band-box upon the hall floor,
and it was found with the occipital part
of it frightfully fractured. How did
your grandmother take it, William 2"
asked the doctor, turning to the hero Of
his tale, who had followed its progress
with rapt attention, making only occa-
sional gestures of dissent.
"Wel, indeed" replied William
cheerfully, "she was thankful it was no
worse. "--Belgraoia.