The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1877-11-15

Winterwerbs first act on gaining posses
sion of Herman's boards was to turn his
nephew out of DOORS Nothing was
heard of the poor youth until six
months afterwards, when he came to
my dwelling late one night, wern to
shadow.
His clothes were threadbare, but the
saddest change was in his pinched,
siinken face-the once handsome face
that his uncle Herman had so loved and
admired.
He had been living in a miserable gar
ret upon the pocket-mohey he had SAVED
during his prosperity, and the sale of
his tincle's various gifts; but the store
was spent to the last kreutzer, and for
the last two days he had been starving.
Another year he said, would see him
through the university, and fit him for
a profession, and he ithplored me to give
him some copying to do, or assist him in
some other way to make little money.
do it," he urged, for my uncle Her
mans sake" / was, indeed, most will
ling to befriend him for the sake of my
Meta, his mother, my own poor early
love; so he came TO live with us, and
he and Franz attended lectures to-
gether,.
Jacob never forgave me for harboring
the lad, whom he hated, as bad men will
always hate the injured; ne had kept up
the sembiance OF nelghborness until
then, but at that period our final rip
ture look place. Ghstel got on well; he
Is now Ffarrer In Alcgelnausen, useful
and respected.
Jacobs strange course is haunting me
to-day. nave put Just returned from
his funeral, and ere l sleep must con-
elude tins memoir. Perhaps when the
last word is written l may DC aole 10
forget
Jacobs end came very suddenly; L
rear me ms son was no gentle nurse dur
ing tne one week OIL MS illness.
A vast coneourse o! ms townsmen
helped to lay jacob In his grave beneath
the row OF yew-trees called the Seven
Sisters, In our cemetery outside the
Frledrlch's Thor. 1t IS there the great
men OF Gottingen all lie, each IN hlsnar-
row house, underneath his heavy marble
monument.
The tallest yew has Jacobs tomb in
shadow. There stands the hoary sister,
gaunt and grim, stretching her black,
arms over the white urn, whefeOn she
seeds her crimson berries In autumn,
staining the marble like drops of blood,
and weeping icy tears the winter through,
which gradually wash out the stains.
o Jacob, Jacobl is that marble urn
and your gorgeous coffin all that is left
to you of your wealth? Farewell: /
am not your Judge. Youhaye entered the
presence of a higher Judge, into whose
hands we must all fall at last.
"Du lieber Hfmmeli" muttered Rath
Marauardsen, lingering the yellow man.
uscript tenderly; ssthis man should
have been a philosopher or preacher;
he was thrown away upon the magis-
tracy"
There was a note at the foot of the
page in a different handwriting, to the
effect that Franz Volkausen had found
the above among his late fathers papers,
and had placed 1t with the annalsot the
courthouse forthe year l753. -
Rath Marquardsen sat medltating be
side his stove, but his delight with the
manuscript was iasg changing lnto d
creeping terror, sucn as ne never eA-
peTleneed IN all ms llIe before. n
jacob stralige ~ curse nau 'aken 3 Iuil l
apsra;J pSss 70 Lob m ~n T losf = ha should soo I tho
IA daiu u,aO, ~ on oaro.ons ~ 80 ~ nrrai [ oras AL
U,u Uno,, i b;n Js ~ hoJs harr;h,as "a ;ioa % tbat
e Sa tnrnad @ ronnd % ba m;aht % f;nd W b;n, unat a.
h;s ~ olho,v M ~ ] naon;na ~ Of ~ IN, from rom hah;nS I
.ho ,o md, r;nJow y, pprta;n which ras n.rtainiH
umT u,ov;nn G s,;nbtlw III ~ In b;s mn nnreason;ng
tren;d o et;on tbs r.tb cot nm and made
an m pnJ;gn;f;eJ retreat ;1to to his G bad.room
ioot;na M hab;nd him OF every sten Js
tUmhled INTO bod after bnt sbort toilet
o,,orot;ons fooi;no safa o,,,1- ,-har he
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9I SieT 'io eiu'i-uo"n piuni'"u o''i ms
ne9T. pnt tho r;olod o,d Iaooh fo,,ouod
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IN Ss alsa.ls' a.. ne ulealueu 'la: 1e pl9-
GS Gseueu- 70 ~, tile cenle'sly d. lleoeIicn II
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anu Ivunu oa.op ooi pse uu,cIayeu IN
l.I seireS ,;S eonn s,iat :. ~ oponGu ivs ey
enh TneI tSns redeneS eSa ~ .h anu spfinsins
oiuvohou nm ~ tno 'iiio".
he awoke trembling, with cold drops
OF Presplration standing on ms race;
Falllng asioep again tne same ViViu
dream awakened MIN.
Strange to say the impression did not
wear off, like most hallucinations, with
day light; but Jacobs history haunted
him all the time he was busy in the
court room, and, instead of going home
to dinner, he went to his friend and
crony professor Won Schenck, of the
college museum, and showed him his
treasure-trove yellow manuscript.
A very long discussion between the
two crudite men of Gottingen ended il
their taking their hats and setting ou
arm in arm for the cemetery.
Marxuardsen led his friend past tn,
forest of little black crosses where tn,
peasants Law. to the broad alley wher,
reposed the great and noble, statel,
assembly of broken columns, snow
urns, and tall monuments. The tomb
of these lately dead were known ere yo,
come close enough to read the date o
their inscription, by the fresh wreath
of everlasting which dear, loving hand
had hung upon their tombstones las
All-Souls5 Day. Bright gardens houl