Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1882-01-04
4 TRCE STORY.

Jules Leach, the young man who
escaped from the Asylum, has been
found. When recognized, he was quiet
ly seated In train, bound West. with
little child on his knee. TIE con-
sternation OF the poor woman with whom
he had been conversing may be imagin-
ed. when told thst he was an escaped
lunatic of the mos. dangerous Sort
SO read grandpa, in a not unpleasant
voice, in spite of his eighty odd years,
after We had risen firm the breakfast
table.
''Jest think of i, Marthy what an
escape for somebody. Well, I'm glad
ont"
II shouldn't like to have been that
woman," said little Mary. bustling
about
Nor ], =" said grandma, as she found
her yarn III an old silver tankard, where
the boy of the family had deposited
II.
mo, Ireckon not, said grandpa, with
chuckle. ''You see she's been there
herself, grandma has"
"What does he mean, grandma"
asked Mary, standing still with the
sugar-bowl in her hands. '.Did You
ever meet an insane person out of the
hospital?'
II did have leelis adventure of that
Kind once" said grandma, joining her
yarn and b-ginning TO knit. But
Ia"
Tell If, MarfiIy; I've almost forgot it
myself. You see it happened nigh forty
years ago, when We We're both a little
Younger than We are now, ell, Marthy!
And We lived over in Camden. didn't
we?"
.'Yes in Camden" said grandma,
smiling.
"And it happened in the summer
time, didn't it?" qneried grandpa. wink
ing at me.
..No, Summer when snow was on
the ground?" said grandma, severely.
Seems to me your memory Is fsilin'
Jchn."
We'll. maybe It's; but l recollect
now twas winfer-and the mans
name-"
"You can't have forgotten that?' said
grandma, eagerly. "Why, twas the
same as err own. Van Dorm. Didn't
he make out that he was relation!
OF course he did. He came TO the door
about eleven, and had just finished
ironing.
1T was on Tuesday, too, perhaps you
don't remember" continued the Old
lady, superbly, ''and I'm sure when l
went to the door and saw that tall, hook
uosed fellow, with beard almost down
TO his waist, was struck with kind
of dread. But dear me. how polite he
wasl
I'm Joseph Van Dorm, SAID ne,
and came from New York this morn
ing. DIR. Isaac Van Dom is your nus
bands cousin, isn't he?"
Yes said. The New York Van
Dorns. Won see, were our relatives.
There was but the one family that l
knew of.
"Well, you'll he surprised at the news
/ tell you; but it's rather cold out
here; perhaps you wouldn't object to
ny stepping into the house. My
names y,m Dom, and your husband Is
my cousin.
'"Indeed,' said l, for | was little
suspicious. for be hadn't the family face.
He looked more like a jew, but In.
yited him into the parlor, which was
cool and dark, ana gave him the rock
ing chair.
YES said he, taking off his hat and
dusting it with his handkerchief.
haven't seen John for five years or more
Isuppose he looks about the same
little bald spot on the topof his head
scar on the right temple, bushy eye
brows, and spectacles.
you've described him exactly"
said. beginning to feel quite cousinly
and familiar. for knew that John Sc
great store by his relations.
'.Oh, yes, John and 1 were school
mates, and bosom friends, as you nigh
saw he went on. But about that news
OF co Irse, you haven't heard yet-Dr
Van Dorm is dead, and has left you
husband ten thousand dollars,
"Well, 1 was- more foolish then
y'pose, than lam now. We were prett.
poor. and John had TO work days worl
in printing Office. and the way tina
man said it, you'd have declared that h
spoke the truth.
SIS John at home?" he asked.
"'Oh, no, said /; John never come
home till five in the afternoon.
THAT must make it lonesome 70
You, said he.
at does, said 1. L am all sou
alone, day after day, and the neiShbor
never come in till after dark.
IF you don't object says he, put
ting his hat on the table, III stay her
little while. I've been travelling a