The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1881-07-30
TIMOTHY HORN.

TIMOTHY HORN.
The most marvellous mortal that ever was
born,
Tail, bony and broad-an angular giant.
And awkward as well; yet his limbs were so
They seemed, when he used them, like rain
bows in trouble,
Whose motions no word could describe except
wabble."
And yet, strange to say, in the country, where
Tim
Felt confident no one was looking at him,
His step was as firm and his carriage as free
And stately as ever Apollo's could he.
II was only a habit, through modesty born,
Oftrying to walk without drawing attention,
Which gave to the movements OF Timothy
The homeless, loose, timber appearance 1
mention.
Always first at a fire and first through the
To rescue the inmates, half-roasted and
choking.
He returned with his arms full of people, but
With his hair and his eyebrows white-crinkled
and smoking:
And then, if they thanked him, so strange was
his habit,
He'd take the first byway and run like a
One night, as he sat by his mother and read
miles standishs Courtship," she stopped him
Very gem sent is' Dear Tim you are now twenty
Don't you think it is time you were taking a
mater
"ol Mother, who'd have such great, awkward
But the word was cut short by the clang of a
bell,
And away to the fire sped Timothy Horn.
Twas the six-storied house of Professor Van
He had built 1t, expressly, uncommouly high,
The better to study the air and the sky.
a VI rod hv ha In from a
The Professor himself had gone up to an air
To shut OF the draught, and he couldn't get
. For tue demon of flame was cremating the
But, forgetting himself in his love for the sci
Van Dorm brought some strange scientific ap-
To the sixth-story window, sat down his barom-
And, holding aloft new patent thermometer,
Grew absorbed In a theme he would call thera-
The elect of the heat on a wart on his cuticie
They shouted 10 warn him; but, horror appall-
ing. "a
The roof was ablaze and the rafters were fall
Alas, be was far above human assistance,
For their ladder would only reach halt of the
And son of old Ireland muttered: /" Begorry
II he only had builded bashtely sixth shtory
Jishst under the third, we could rishcue him
natey;
But now he'll be cooked and dlshngured com
pateiyT
A thousand pale faces looked up at Van Dorm.
When in through the circle sprang Timothy
Caught shawl from the form of the scientists
daughter,
And, plunging it deep in bucket of water,
Enveloped his head before any one spoke,
Sprang up the req stairs, and was lost in the
Brave men held their breath, but they saw in
minute
The shawl at the window, the Professor rolled
In it;
Then IL vanished, and then-the roof fell The
floors under
Were torn from their places and hurled to
With such concussion the ar all around
Was chaos Of ashes and cinders and thunder.
"They are lostv' "1hey are savedY' As if
blown by the tall.
Anything sudden, and shook from the shawl
The Professor, still holding his precious
Who smiled on his daughter and tenderly said,
AS he busted the ashes OF hair from his head :
Weep not for our lost scientific appliancesl
The biggest of blazes can't burn up the sci
But Tim. what of himl When he heard the
Of the people, he tried to, but could not, get
For their praise ran so high, and still higher
ana higher,
He wished in his heart he was back In the fire.
There wasn't much left OF his facial EXPIRES
You wouldn't have guessed him to be a eau
casian;
His hair had the friz of the African fashion,
Now i happened Miss Stella Corona Van
Dorm
Had always admired brave Timothy Horn;
But now, on account of her terrible fright,
Or, more likely, because of the pitiful sight
OF a barbecued father and frcaseed rim,
She felt resistless attraction toward him.
And, her quicksilver heart mounting high
above zero,
She, throwing her arms round the neck of the
Aimed a kiss at his lips. but It landed instead
On his swiftly-averted. decarbonized head.
Then her lovers-Jim, Joseph, Sam, Thomas,
Broke forth into laughter, uncommonly
But alasl for their laughter, for Timothy
Threw an arm around Stella Corona Van
And, swiftly advancing. as proud as a lion,
Hurled his fist at each smile that he fixed his
TIL the faces Of Harry, Jim, Joseph and
Looked like they'd been kissed by batter
Then be doubled his fist for the battle anew.
I'm afraid you will kill them, and then they'll
And III be wid-ohr "whose widow"
gasped Tim.
"why, yours, you dear stupidr she whispered
Then he frightened his clasp around Stella Van
Dorm,
And that was the courtship of Timothy Horn.
W. W. Fink, IN N. Y Independent.
HOW SIMON PEyERITT GOT MAR.