Litchfield enquirer., 1880-01-22
New Preston.

will tell. LANCE. New Preston.
 Our January thaw still continues with una bated violence. The weather even fools the robins. One, thinking. it was spring, was i singing as loudly as he could only few rods from the door, this morning. A The F. M. andsM. A. .ls'Sociar. metat w. D. Sperry's, last Friday night There were the usual varied exercises with an essay by Rev. H. Lancashire, and piece of ''elo- quence" by Prof. G. c. Whittlesey. It was an enjoyable affair.
 Miss Nellie Marvin has returned from a short visit to Bethel
 William Beardsley, who has for some time back worked at the harness shop of E. H. Beardsley, has gone to Northville to act as housekeeper for the Wells Brothers
 Thus they step off: Sherman Warehouse of Marketable, was married on Wednesday, the 14th inst. to Miss Helen Stone, of New Milford, by Rev. MT. Beardsley; ceremony at the residence of the brides father On the 18th, Fillmore Cogswell, also of Marketable, was married at N. Y. City to Miss Lillian Patterson. The ceremony was performed at the residence of the brides father by Rev. Mr. Lancashire, of this village, who went down expressly for that purpose. May all that gilt ters be gold to these happy couples for ever and ever. You may expect to hear of more of this kind of trouble ere long.
 Someone came to the village, Saturday, and did "a tale unfold which narrowed up the inmost souls'' of New Preston's valorous knights. Strange noises had been heard for three successive nights on the hill east of c. D. Camps, as of men digging in the bowels of the earth. Voices, and the heavy thud of shovels-fu of earth, and the chink of crow bars, and the knocking together of stones like to the antics of caromed billiard balls, were distinctly heard till after midnight. Here was mystery, and it assumed vast and horrible proportions as it flew about the village; till, by night, little knots of persons, their eyes hanging from their sockets, might be seen, mouths agape, listening to some new theory concerning the affair. At last it was agreed that the mystery must be solved, and volun- teers poured into the ranks till there were twenty-five of the aforementioned sturdy knights, armed with cord-wood walking sticks and six lanterns, ready to march to tEe scene of the mystery and compel the midnight mar aude:s to surrender, or they would die in the attempt Among this valiant band was the president of our temperance union who held the view, that the strange noises were un- doubtedly caused by monomaniacs digging for the buried treasure of the notorious Captain Kid; Sam Kinney, who surmised that some awful deed, eclipsing the Murders in the Rue Morgue' had been committed, and and the victims were receiving nocturnal bur- ial. And our lively stage driver he was there. and the first futist of our renowned orchestra who had vague impression that it might be the great God Pan, in seclusion whittling out new wind instrument i; and the second vio-- linist was there also, and he imagined that it might be Orpheus seeking timber with which to build new fiddle. And SO all thought various things.
 At last the line of march was formed, and with fear and trepidation the twenty five, mighty in strength, marched away into the darkness of Christian St., their six lanterns, as they swayed to and fro, casting ghastly shad- ows on either side. < 'An hour passed on," before the braves re- turned. And what returning was there l! Some sneaked of to their homes without q word; some said they went for fun: the fiddler said he knew all the time what they'd find, but thought he'd go :; yet the fact remains that the whole twenty-five got terribly sold. h. stead of murderers. gold-diggers, or robbers they found-O shades of night! They found they found where some men had been hunt ing rabbits in the night with ferrets, and, ,hav : ing lost one of their ferrets had torn down a rod or so of stone wall to find him. Thus the valiant twenty-five solved the mystery The l moral is, that nocturnal sounds are very de- ceiving, and will often bear the most search ing investigation, and hunting rabbits with felrets in the night is rare sport and isn't against the law is it
 Last week we received apackage through the post-office directed to "Pen Dragon, Y" New Preston, Ct. As it happened to be our --th birthday, we, of course. naturally | thought ourselves the recipient of valuable present. We eagerly undid the parcel, and what do you think met our astonished gaze? Why, you couldn't guess in year of Sun days. We'll, there lay two dolls, one dressed as sailor lad, and the other as fine lady, all furbefows and lace and flounces, labelled, Patrick Henry" and 'Lady Bell," and with them a slip of paper containing these lines = TO PEN DRAGON AND HER TWINS, PATRICK HEN RY AND LADY BELL,
 Oh, don't you wish you never had wed. Oh, don't you wish that you were dead At slavery all day long you keep, .1. At night the babies rob you of your sleep. And then. like many pious men
 Your husband whips you now a4d then. Oh. don't you wish. you injured dove, Youd never met your only love?
 These questions are little too pertinent to be answered in public, but we cannot answer | in private because we know not the question CT. In regard to the assertion contained in the fifth and sixth lines, we should like to know how the sender found out so much, but these words will probably fell under the eye l of him or her, and we hereby warn the said him or her to keep out of the reach of our ''pious husband" As to wishes-well, we have some, but If we do not mention them,