Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1880-04-16
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Too Hasty When We again undertake
to write local upon the poetry and golden
beauties of" Spring Time" we will have to
be most thoroughly satisfied not only of its
presence, but the likelihood of its remaining
for awhile
When we penned two or three paragraphs
upon this subject in our last issue, the clouds
had drifted away as if conscious that their
stormy days were over, and the sun was as
bright as though the earth contained no
grave and its mellow gladness seemed bid
ding the buds to swell, inspiring the birds
to sing, and thrilling the human system with
new elixir of regenerating life.
Withered nature had quickened into life,
the old codgers warbled along, borne on by
the swift tide of ecstasy without perhaps
being able to explain the reason why, the
plowman was turning over the bursting sod,
the front gates were burdened with the pro-
miscuous lusciousness OF the joyous inno-
cent flower-girls, whilst the sky was as beau
tiful as if the angels had washed it-darkly,
deeply, beautifully blue.
Since then we have had perfect congress
of climates: one day it was laughing Spring,
and the next humanity was menaced by
grm-vsaged Winter. We have had a sue
cesson Of frosts which, in all probability,
have played ruinous havoc with the peach
crop The wind has had the very devil in
it, Thou could hear "the sound thereof,
but csnst not tell whence it cometh or
whittier it goeth." 1t was of kind that rat
tied along the streets and
played particular thunder
With skirts and hoops,
And chicken coops,
And all such kind of plumber"
Yesterday We sauntered through the wood
lands, the modest little violets which lined
the sunny slopes and grow in the crevices of
the rocks were withered and dead. The del
icate anemone and forget me not had suffered
the same cruel fate, whilst the trailing ar
butus had folded its tiny leaves under the
chilly winds lingering in the lap of Spring"
A Narrow Escape - Mr.. Chas Lochte,
who keeps store at Montrose, miraculously
escaped with his life in an accident on Tues
day evening last He is a stone mason by
trade and understands digging and wallng
up wells. His pump was out of repair and
on the evening mentioned he went down the
well to repair it. When he reached the bot
tom the wall began to cave in from the lower
part and he at once climbed the stock to
within twelve feet of the top when stone
struck him ON the side of his head knocking
him under the leaning stock Another very
large stone from the top of the well fell,
wedging itself between the stock and the wall
and forming an arch over Mr. Lochte. The
stone made the foundation for several perch
that followed from the wall above. Mr.. i.
remained in this position for several hours
before the debris could be removed from
above him. His voice could be heard by
those who quickly gathered at the well to
work out his release and it was known that
life was extant. The doctor and priest were
called to render service and were there when
the rocks were removed Strange as it may
seem he was found only bruised in several
places, thong not seriously, and badly fright
ened after his extraction.