The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1877-11-15
GoTTIseEs's MUMMY.

The new rath of Gottingen sat in his
leather chair close to the stove. On
rude table at his elbow were assembled
comfort, on the evening of this his first
day Of ofice-a huge jug of beer and an
ample tobacco-pouch.
He wore an easy velvet coat, some
what shabby, loose SLIPPERS covered with
roses in carpet-stitch, the work of some
good Bertha or Matilda, and smoking
cap with long tassel, which hung
down over thoughtful, contemplatiye
face--a face that should have belonged
to,a studious professor, rather than to
man whose calling led him into the
bgsy walks of life.
Rath Marquardsen was young man,
little over thirty; his tslent had raised
him thus early to the honorable position
he held in Gottingen. 1t seemed to
him but yesterday that he was student
in the venerable university, taking notes
of the lawyers lectures in the great seal
of the college, or strolling the streets
arm in arm with his chosen comrade,
the captain of the Prussian corps, their
white and green caps stuck jauntily on
their heads, and their great dogs follow
ing closely. The streets were as full of
Prussians, red-capped Vandals, and vel
low-crested Swsbians as ever; they sang
the old drinking in their rich
voices, bass and alto and mellow tenor,
so sweet, that the rath was fain to pause
4 second in his administration of Justice,
while the singers screamed past the
windows of the courthouse.
The books he used to study were piled
in confusion ON the floor Of his parIor,
where he had tossed them out of his
trunk On the day of his arrival. He had
neither wife nor sister to arrange them
for him. 80 there thew would in all
probability remain.
He was half-minded to refresh himself
with a little reading. but was too ,azy 10
Get snp and fetch a book.
Just then.came a knock at his door.
Hereinp called Rath Marouardsen.
and the old clerk of the court house
entered. staggering under the weight of
a pile of old musty volumes.
is You bade me clean out the drawers.
and bring YOU these old books to look
over. Herr Roth, /" said the clerk. !" Here
they are. the records of Justice in Coffin
.yen for the last hundred wears. Surely
Your worship won't be troubled to read
these old thines9 Better let me throw
them into the Stove.
But the rath regarded them with very
different ewes
0Prav leave them tberan cr;ad he
snraad;no his hands over them, 3 tbo,,a5
~ crsrdsa s treasnra @ An that A. viii viii ~
wit thon. trv INV beer and tobaceoq Cha p,
The cJerk went awav mnttar;no
a,vban +be Harr Rotb has baeT, os Io,s1o
about tbe conrt as 7 have been he viii vii
not csre 90 far Low booLs o,,f - h,,s;,as. @ -.
hours
Ant;ou;tv had an immense cbarm fo,
+ba rath tba wor--aa.an - aaifst;r -,
h;nd;ncs b,sctad eages | of the - Ieovas
and misty smell of t5e snc;ent ,ts boots
bsirsd .i, hin - - coil mn % tba v.n;shoa n.
asne.at;ons ubo had ,,sed ~, Thos
6egan 10 mass before % tn tba ~ eSes of T hi
fancy in shadow rows react;no tb.
tragic or tranou;I scenes Of their 1ittl,
day an earth =. '7',eS - 80 49, -''-' :
Therefore the moment the clerk wa
zone. he drew the lamn near him anl
Recan to tnrn over the yellow nages n
he records
They were not particularly interesting
Most of them were measer notes q
trials, compressed into as few words a
possible: but at length. in exam;nin,
the very oldest book of ali. he cam,
upon an entry which interested him 8
much, that he read it over and owe