Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1883-07-14

here-help me into bed; pie "a mofs comforters''
feet and then go and attend to the parson,s said
tine ola man getting up and moving towards his
'.sarI sarl stop. sar, If you pleased" cried Wool,
"Why, what does the old fool mean7n exclaimed
"Sar, de Reverend Mr. Parson Goodwin say how
he must see you yourself. personable, alone
10, "sse me you villain! Didn't you tell him that
Eyes. marse, tell him how you wer' gone to
PED ana asleep more'n an hour ago. and he or
were matter O. life and death.n
elite and deathl What have to do with life
| see me- he Will have to come up here!n exclaimed
Old Hurricane, suting the action to the word by
| jumping into bed and drawing all the comforters
and blankets up around his head and shoulders
"Mus fetch his reference up, sar7"
yves. Wouldn't get up and go down to see
Washington SHUT THE DOOR, you rascal, or I'll
throw the boot1ack at your wooden head!"
WOOL ooeyed with alacrity, and in time to escape
| After an absence Of few minutes he was heard
returning, attending upon the footsteps OF an
other. And the next minute he entered, ushering
In the Rev. MIR. Goodwin, the parish minister OF
"How do you do7 How do you do? Glad to see
you SIR r giad to see you though obliged to re-
this severe change Of weather, and took warm
negus and got to bed to sweat it OH. You'll ex-
| bedside for worthy Mr.. Goodwin, and bring him a
glass OF warm negus 1t win do him good after
81 thank you. Major warfeld. I will take
night"
IN. Not the negus? Oh, come now, you are joking,
Why, 1t will keep you from catching cold, and be
| most comfortable night-cap, dlsposing you to
sleep and sweat like baby. or course, you spend
In few minutes"
take the road again Tonight Why man
dirty vi Ito II
Lapland."
''sir, am sorry to refuse your profrered hospi-
and sorrter still to have to take you with said
"I FIX " e. VII youl No, no. my good sr-no
"sir, ! fear that you Will find it very serious
onel - Your servant told you that my errand was
Eyes. something Ike life and death"
NJ "Exactly. Down In the cabin near the Punch
might be an old woman dying. But, my dear sir,
what's i.a1,,t that IT, to mel -o What can do2"
but, my dear Sir. how can nelp her. am no
| physician to prescribe" t
s'Nor am a priest to hear her confession-n
"Her confession God has already received"
"Well and Pm not a lawyer to draw up her
NO, sir; but you were recently appointed one
OF the justices OF the peace for Alleghany7"
Yes: Wei, what OF that2 That does not COM
anu going through q snow-storm to see an old
woman expire"
Instance your duty demands your attendance at
the bedside OF this dying woman"
ro 81" tell y, you cant 60, and won't. Anything In
reason I'll do Anything I send she shall
have.-Herel Wool, look in my breeches pocket,
ana take out my purse and hand it to me. And
to fill large basket full of everything poor old
dying woman might want, and you shall carry It,"
pa mic Gha0 ylvy
asks your presence at her dying bed"
but can't go! l! the idea OF turning out Of
storm this time of night!'
Excuse me for insisting, sir; but this is an
oNc, "a, duty said the parson, mildly but firmly
"Il-Ill throw up my commission Tomorrow"
growled the Old man.
"To,morrow you may do that; but meanwhile,
tonight being still in the commission OF the peace
you are bound to get up and go with me to this
WOman'S bedside"
..Aa what the demon iswanted Of me theres"
'IO receive her dying deposition"
ITO receive dying deposition! Good Heaven!
was she murdered, then?'' exclaimed the old man,
In alarm, as he started out Of bed and began to
draw on his neither garments.
"be comprehensive was not murdered" said the
"Well, then, what is it, Dying deposition! 1t
must concern crime /" exclaimed the old man.
hastily drawing on his coat
lit does concern crime"
"What crime, for the love Of Heaven?n
"! am not at liberty to tell you. She Will do
TO put Parson Goodwins mule In the stable for the
night And tell him to put the black draught-
horses to the close carriage, and light both the
front lanterns-for we shall have dark, stormy
road-SHUT THE DOOR, you Internal. beg your
pardon, parson, but that villain always leaves the
door ajar after him"
The good pastor bowed gravely. And the major
completed his toilet by the time the servant re-
turned and reported the carriage ready
"Ihe DEVILS Punch BOWL" was the order given
by Old Hurricane as he followed the minister into
the carriage. Sand now, Sir" he continued, ad-
dressing his companion, 81 think you had better
repeat that part Of the church tany that to
DEATH for II we should be so lucky,as to escape
Black Donald and his gang, we shall have at least
an equal chance OF being upset In the darkness of
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