The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1877-01-30

was then young man, but 1t isn't
likely that Ill ever forget it, and he
case D rueful glance at the empty leg Of
his pants. "The story is soon told,' he
went on turning the boot heel over In
his hand as IL to find inscribed upon 1t q
story similar to his own. IL was walk
ing on the track near Cadiz Junction, IN
Ohio. II was one dark and blustry
night in February, and heavy snow
storm was prevailing at the time. The
snow and wind beating into my face was
almost sufficient to have blinded one
had 1t been broad daylight ] was walk
ing briskly along, not dreaming of any
harm-in fact, sir, was then returning
from visit to my sweetheart; who had
that evening promised to be my wife
when suddenly found my foot fastened
between two rails where side track
Joined the main track, just as his heel
was fastened in the frog here at our feet.
At that moment heard the still whistle
of locomotive, and looking up the
track l saw, through the binding snow,
light bearing down upon me- had
passed the depot few minutes previous
aud had noticed several persons standing
on the platform. The persons were.
waiting for train, and here was one
coming 1t was an unusual hour for
train, and the idea of meeting one had
not occurred to me before, but now the
awful truth flashed upon me. 1 made
desperate effort to release my foot, ard
the horror of my situation was increased
hundred fold when found that it was
securely fastened between the rails. The
light was so close that its reflection upon
the new fallen snow blinded me. AS q
man will in like situation, thought
of thousand things in an instant,
thought of my aged parents, of events
of my past life, of my promised bride;
and the thought that 1 should be torn
from her, or what was worse, to be
MANNED for life, was infinitely more
dreadful than the thought of death. But
| I'll not trouble you with these painful
details. What supposed to be the
headlight of locomotive was blazing
| right in my face 1t was this leg that
was fastened" he sai!, swinging his
stump back and forth, "and just threw
myself'-"Yes, yes" interrupted his
companion, with blanched cheeks, 'syoua
threw yourself to one side and the en-
gine severed your leg from your body r.
"Not exactly" returned the story
teller, smiling blandly upon his victim.
"The truth is, sir, am almost ashamed
to say that the light did not proceed
from locomotive, but from the lantern
of watchman who happened to be
coming down the track
"And the shrill whistle that YOU
heard ?''
"That,I presently learned came from
one-horse sawmill not far off,"
"But your leg-how did you lose
| that ?n
"As many another brave man has lost
his, " came the answer, accompanied by
heavy sigh, and far-away look as if
to recall the scene of some field of battle,
~ fell under moving machinean had
it chopped off.
swell, all have to say, replied his
companion somewhat disgusted at the
turn the romance had taken against
him, all have to say is that / hope
your girl went back on you and married
an AK handle maker or some one else
who could make her happy"
"She stuck to me, " said the FoFaancer,.
''stuck to me through good and evil re-
port, and married me-maEsied me enc
rapturous evening in the merry nsnth
of May, and now,p and his voice grew
husky with emotion, "and now I'd
give the top of this bald and betting
pate If she hadn'tt'
Ey A few weeks since there died i'm
England man once widely known in
America--Sir Henry de Houghton, the
wealthy baronet, whose sympathies with
the Southern Confedeacy were strong
enough to induce him to "invest' GOO,
900 In rebel bonds. He was understood
to have held on to the last, and of course
lost every penny of the sum-a million
dollars in gold. A still larger fortune,
however, remained to him. He was
thrice married, and his last wife sur
wives him, bat he died childless, and
the baronetcy devolves on his bpother.--
1T is the second Oldest baronetage IN
England, and the family is far older
than the haroneta0e II is afated that