The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-10-08

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OF course Julia Asher would never
have spoken so to her father; she was
too loyal to him for that; but the farmers
conscience, still taking the dying girls
face and voice, continued to reproach
him.
You hadn't time to bring me home,
father" 1t continued; "you had the
threshers to attend to. But God had
time, though he had the universe to at
tend to-"
Nearly fifty persons were brought
out, but not one of the agonized faces
was familiar to either of the farmers.
At last the smoke and heat drove all the
workers back.
I'VE can't do any thing more for 'em
If there is any more inside" said man
who was singed and bleeding from his
reckless exertions. "They're dead fore
this time, They dispatched for relief
train to Norwalk it'll be on hand in
minute. 1 wonder how many passen-
gers there were /"
was looking out of window"
explained passenger who had one of
his eyes bound up and half his whiskers
burned away, when noticed the air
became literally filled with chips. /
knew 1t was broken axle cutting the
ties, and scarcely minute afterward
we were precipitated down that gulch."
Pettibone and Asher turned away from
this talk, and walked up and down, the
fat man wiping his white face, and the
lean man clenching his hands.
They're dead" said Pettibone. " No
power on earth could save 'em. My son
that was so proud Of"
My girl-all had," muttered Job.
Mrs, Asher sat on the ground, her des-
olate head on her knees.
"We're nigh together in afflction,"
said Pettibone to his enemy.
"God have mercy on us both |" utter
ed Asher.
so God, our hearts are broke - ex-
claimed the more impulsive man,
stretching out his empty arms under the
burning sky. This punishment is
more than our weak flesh can bear !"
The two men got hold of each others
hands and held on, their natural antag-
'onism banished for the time by CON-
anon woe.
I" You have more grace than L have,
brother Pettibone. I'm hard sinner.
I've never made no progress, and now
1 can't lean on the Almighty in this
affliction,"
"No, brother Asher, 1 IN heady self
willed creature. / amt ready to give
my son up"
Well, father" said a sweet, deep
basso voice near by, "were you fright
ened about us ?"
Mrs. Asher lifted her head and saw
Julia standing there holding to young
mans arm. The farmers were too as
tonished to speak.
Were you frightened, father ?" re-
peated Charley Pettibone. "How do
you do, Mr.. Asher? Mrs Asher, I've
brought Julia back safe and sound"
"Where did you come from ?" asked
Job Asher, shaking his daughters hand
in limp way, and kissing her as if
ashamed of the act But Pettibone en-
braced his son like woman, and
thumped him on the back and wiped his
own nose, and praised the Lord as fer
vently as did Mrs. Asher, who held her
child mn I'll a oo,,1l H. r.o1ka.,
which would take them all back to-
gether.
Where have you been to escape this
disaster, you lively rascal ~ cried Petit
bone, affectionately, to Charley, while
brother Asher, with startling disregard
for expense, was seeing about the con-
veyance.
Well, 1 persuaded Julia to run off
and marry me- but she repented being
SO persuaded, and declared we would
come home and marry properly, or not
at all. But while we were deciding and
repenting we missed the train and had
TO take the next"
"And so saved each other.u laughed
Pettibone. Z" / heard of your behavior.
young man. Now, don't you think
you'd better step up to the young lady's
father, and ask for her Ikea gentleman?
She's proved herself to be worth some
pains, sir"
"Well, I don't know, don't know"
said job Asher, plant and gentle as
willow, as he drove the team home: and