Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1881-10-05


cousin and his companion the sudden
movement Of The crowd toward llie
ilOman tower hal separated ", "a
eyety side l saw evidences pfthe terrible
ellasiisement that had brought this
stOut-hearted people 70 the verge 81
despair A man with hungry eyes
chased lsan raj along tho bank Of the
canal, A Young mother with two dead
babes IN her arms, sat IN doorway u
which they bore the bOig 81 her hls-
hand and iather just killed al tho walls,
Ia tho middle ~ q deserted street
passed unbHried COrpses 10 pile twice
as high as nv head, The pesillenee
had been lheie kinder than Tie hpanir
ards, because II held ont no treaeheF0n'
promises while il dealt ia blows,
Toward morning the wind increased
10 gale, There was no sleep IL Ley
lan, 40 more talk II surrender no long
~ any thought OF care about defense,
These words we're on the lips u every
body | met daylight will bring the
fleet '
Did daylight hiring the heetf History
saws So, Int Was mol witness ! know
only that before dawn tho gale culminr
ated IN y violent Thunderstorm, and
that At the same iime mniilei eyplo'
sion, heavier than the thunder, shook
the town, Was IN tLe crowd that
watched ffOm the Roman Mound To-
the first signs Of tho approaching relief,
The GOneussi0n shook hope out Of every
face, "lheif hiine las reached thf
wall :" lint wlere' iprassed forward
until ! found the bnrg0master who Was
standing among the rest, "pulck " !
whispered, ut u beyond the Cow Gate,
aud this side Oi the l0werOl liuIgnndy,
ile gave mo searching glance, and
then sir0la away, without making any
attempt 10 quiet the general panic, I
followed close At his heels
II was u tight run of n,arly hall .
nile 10 tho rampant 10 question, When
We reached the Cow Gate this IA What We
saw
A great gap, where tho wall had hccn,
opening 10 tho swampy fields beyond
IN tho m0at, outside aud below, q con
fusion Of uptunel faces, belonging 10
men who struggled like demons Ia
achieve the breach, and who now gained
few feel and now were forced hack on
the shattered rampant handful Of sol
liera and burghora forming q living wall
whore masonry had failed perhaps q
double handful ~ women aud girls,
serving stone, 10 the defenders, and
boiling water IN buckets, besides pitch
and oil and unsakcd lime, and some Of
them quoting iNrred and burning hoops
over the nccEs Of the SpaniardH In the
moat my cousin Harry leading aud dl-
rcctlne tho men the burgomastci' 4
daughter Gcrruyd encouraging aud in
spring the women,
lint what attracted my attention moro
than anything else was tho frantic actiy-
ity Of little figure in black, who, with
u huge liable, was sh0wcrng motion lead
on the heads Of the assailing party. AZ
he turned TO the bonfire and kettle
which supplied him with ammunition,
his features came into the full light ]
gave cry Of surprise the ladlcr OF
molten lead was Professor Van Stopp,
The Burgomastcr Van dor Vert
turned NJ my sudden exclamation.
"Who is that" ! said, "Ihe man at
the kettle 2"
"That," replied Van der Vert, sis the
brother Of my wife, the clockmokcr, Jan
Lipperdam."
Tho affair Of the breach was over al.
most before we had time TO grasp the
situation, The Spaniards, who had
overthrow the wall Of brick and stone,
found the living wall imprcgnablc, They
could not oven maintain THEN position
in tho moat they were driven OF into
the darkness. Now felt q sharp pain
in my left arm. Some stray missile
must have hit me while | watched the
tight.
"Who has done this thing demand
cd the bnrgomaster. "Who is IL that
has kept watch on to-day while the rest
of us were stmining fools eyes toward
Tomorrow
Gertruyd Van der Vert came forward
proudly leading my cousin. "My faith
or" said the girl, che has saved my
life
"That is much to me-" said the bur.
gomaster, "but it is not all. He has
saved Leyden and he has saved Hol'
land.'
was becoming dizzy, The faces
around me seemed unreal. Why were
we here with these people? Why did
the thunder and lightning forever con.
tinue? Why did the clockmaker, Jan
Lipperdam, turn always toward me the
face of Professor Van Stopp? Harry!
I said, "come back to our rooms"
But though he .grnspel my hand
warmly, his other hand still held that
Of the girl, and he did not move, Then
nausea ovcrcame me. Ny head swan,
and the breach and its defenders faded
from sight.
Three days later ! sat with one arm
bandaged in my accustomed seat in Van
Stops lecture room. The place beside
me was vacant.
1--WE hear much,' said the Hegelian
professor, reading from a note book, in
his usual dry, hurried tone, "of the in
huence of the sixteenth century upon
the nineteenth No philosopher, so fal
as am aware, has studied the influence
of tie nineteenth century on the six
teenth. If cause produces effect, does
effect never induce cause? Does the
law of heredity, unlike all other laws Of
this universe of mind and matter, oper
ate in one direction only? Does the dc
scendant owe everything to the ances
tor, and the ancestor nothing to the de
scendant? Does destiny, which may
seize upon our existence, and for it,
own purposes bear us far into the
future, never carry us back into the
past? ?"
I went back to my rooms in the
Breede STRAIT, where my only companion
was the silent clock
ANNOYING SHARKS.
A monster shark has been making it
self familiar and unpleasant in the wa
tiers of Greenwich harbor of late. Thu