The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-04-18


tiously turned the hanil The door
opened little, and, cge,ng away all /
fear, Uncle Zeke boldly reached for the I
other knob, to steady u self while he
swung back the door.
Literally like a flash Of lightning
the electric discharge peed through
him. The muscles Of his fingers con-
tracted, and he could not release his
hold of the enchanted handles. AT
last his feet slipped nom the ladder,
and the weight of his l dy tore his
hands adrift. Like le' the old man
dropped to the ground, ,grcan-
ing, praying and gertSF pSShs ssacied.
"Oh, de lawsgoramityl Oh, my
heabenly Marster Who cher fought
o dat! My conscience done wake up
my conscience done wake upl Heern
bout it often, an now l knows it.
Oh, my heabenly Marsterl if you lets
up on me dis time, Uncle Zeke neber
touch muffin no mo-. Clar to goodness
rs q change man from dis day. B.
r-r-r-r-r'-And what, with the shock,
the fright, and the fall, Uncle Zeke's
senses seemed leaving him.
Ezekiel" said a solemn voice.
InstinctiveIy Uncle Zeke answered: /:
''Herc me-" and looked IN the direc-
ton of the sound. Oh, horror A
figure clad in white was nearing him
with slow and solemn steps. AS the
mysterious visitor approached it seem
ed to rise until it lowered to the height
of at least ten feet. The wretched
Ezekiel, on his hands and knees, his
eyes protruding, and his jaw dropped,
remained as if paralyzed.
Suddenly the phantom bowed itself,
and its head descended with incredible
swiftness, and smote the unfortunate
Uncle Zeke senseless to the earth.
Three days later, as poor Uncle
Zelle lay, rached with rheumatism ano
tormented with spiritual fear, upon his
bed in the single room at his cabin
the door opened, and in walked Mr.
Smith, Of Bellevue.
Good morning, Uncle Zeke. Why
what's the matter with you, old man ?
"Oh, Mis- Smith Yh. MIS- Smith
-aoi hsV co'8c SSls~ f-crne;o2
lately. De angel OBJ de Lord don
wrastle wild me, an my consc'enc
woke, an, oh, my heabenly Marster
, rs one sufferin' sinner. Mis- Smith
is you bin-is you done-is you minis
= any ting wild dat ar c-corn house {
/ youm?"
"No, indeed, Uncle Zeke nobod
been near it,. Everything all righ
d now"
b can nobody done touch de lock
Do lock- ebery mornin'?"
G eyes, indeed. Why, who do 70
O think would touch it, old man!"
o Uncle Zeke answered not, but h
lips move convulsiyely, as he muttel
- ed: "Knowk me down fus, an de
o lock de do an took de key. Now
= knows it was de angel OBJ de Lord"
Il Needless to say that thence forwal
Smiths premises were safe. Pis
n might squeal: "Take me out, take II
out !" barn and corn crib might
= left open; but the rumor of Unc
70 Zeke's terrible experience had gol
] abroad among the darlies, and not
! man of them could have been induce
p for love OF money to land on the shor
of Bellevue after dark. Smith juC
ID ciously kept his counsel, and it w
1t many months before he related to Il
20 how, with powerful galvanic batter
to he had shocked poor Uncle Zekt
no nerves, and with the aid of ma
he and sheet on hickory pole, enact
in an elongated ghost. But he seldC
10 failed when he met Unele.215elsS to
90 quire into the state OF his conscient
and the awakened and repentant AT
l. can would roll his eyes piously upwa
81 and reply:
"Much better, sar, tank de Loi
% Ain trouble me in long time no
:. sar."
a., But no persuasion has ever induc
~ Uncle Zeke to relate the history of Il
awful night when his conscience awe
to trouble him, and the angel Of
,i' Lord appeared and smote him. H
'i'o per's Magazine.
m. II don't see how you can have b.
nst working all day like horse" exclai
ct. ed the wife of lawyer, her husbs
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