The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1883-05-17

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In ten minutes they all were able to regain
their feet. The lieutenant, for himself ana
bis men, begged the old mans pardon, and
asked permission 10 remain in his yard until,
they might be able to march. But before ne
had got through with his apologies ana
petitions, Betsy had seized Spitzebube
by the legs and disappeared with him
into the kitchen. Mr.. KS--olhantz, before
he understood one idea N what toe
lieutenant was trying to say, mad grasped q
huge knife, and, sprfnging into the zen, hard
by, had despatched pig fattened tC suca q
degree that life had been burden to biz.
for months. Mrs. Koselhantz had her
brick oven smoking like volcano, before
Towsend Sapperlot had pronounced his
tfIch bite um Gottes-W ilen, and was up
To her elbows in q mass Of dough sufficient
for fourteen loayes of bread.
The sun had gone down; an afnoS-
phere Of sayory odors enyeloped the house,
and the fright of the bewitched men began
TO give way to hunger. Betsy arranged q
long table, in front of the fireplace IN which
cracked ruddy fire. She spread upon this
table the whitest of table-cloths, such as
had never been beyond the paternal premises,
from the sprouting of the haxseed to the
bleaching of the cloth; and she placed down
fourteen glitterine plates, such as had never
passed through the Silversmith's hands.
Then. in rapid succession, came the dishes Of
sAUR KRAUT, roast pork, and boiled ham,
ducks and chickens ;-spare-ribs and sau-
ssges; back-Dones and iiyer-puddings; and
up at the head OF the table, with q murder
Gus carving knife pSar by, lay upon broad,
fat dish the lamented Spitzebrbe baked 10
luscious brown, with his liver clasped under
his left and his giZard under his right wing.
Wedges of bread were scattered IN profuslon
I'D and down the table,-to say nothing
about such adjuncts as boiled cabbage, rice
puddings, fruit pies and numberless other
substantials and delicacies that could be con-
iured up in the Dutch Fork in an hours time,
q hundred years ago. Then Mr.. Koselhantz,
with his back towards the fire, his face all
twitchipg with kindheartedness, and rubbing
his hands together in the spirit Of hospitality,
gleefully yells out:
Now, goot beeples, yet down and help
yourSelyesp
The lieutenant took the head and the cor
poral the foot Of the table. with their men
ranged on either side; and must say, that
il Spitzebube was foully dealt by in the yard,
ne had ample justice done him on the table;
for not an inch Of his osseous system remain
ed unscraped. Notwithstanding the keen ap-
petite for food brought on by fatigue and
abstinence, the fourteen soldiers were f1lly
satisfied, before the half of the repast was
consumed. Night came on, and the cloth
and the plates were removed. Koselhantz
commanded his wife aad daughter to pack
themselves off to bed; and then drew from
behind the door ive-gallon, doublc-handled
lug, and planted it in the middle Of the table,
with q force that shook the house. The cor
peral now made known to his host that he
himself was German; that his name was
Towseud Sapperlot, from HeSse-Case!; and
that be had not tasted drop Of anything
worth mentioning for five days. Then was
Aberhart Koselhantz in his glory. Here was
man fresh from the Fatherland.-a genuine
German like himself. Sapperlot took two
pipes from his knapsack, and, handing one
TO his host, they separated from the rest Of
the company, and smoked and talked Ger
man with vehemence totally indescri5aole.
The double handled jug was so vigorously
beset, that when the first Koselhautz cock
tapped his wings and proclaimed the ap-
proach of day, ToWsend Sapperlo: and
Aberhart Koselhantz were the only creatures
in the room retaining any marks whereby
they could be classed as members Of the du-
man family the rest of the company had
subsided under the table into an undisting-
uishable mass. But they, in their turn,
Yielded to the potent liquor, and after reelinS
to and fro, each in his chair, for sometime,
their heads came in contact with such
violence, that Sapperlot was tumbled back
upon the floor. Mr.. koselhantz then, with
the perseverance characteristic Of the Ger
man, arose from his seat at the twelfth at
tempr, and, going to the loom which stood
at the far end of the apartment, he drew Oh
his coat and shoes and threw himself as he
thought into his d,-but, alas! he efell down
among the loom-treadles with crash. The
wizard gunsmith had put q spell upon his
guests, and upon himself which was beyond
his control.
Dame Koselhantz and her daughter arose
early, and prepared for breakfast. Aberhart
was dragged from under the loom. and was
made sensible of the great error he had COM
mitted; after which he aroused the snoring
guests. The double-handled jug was again
brought into reQuiSiticn after an antiquated
rule, as expressed by Aberhart, dat dc hair
of tog vas q goct cure for de bite of de
same" and in two hours they were all seated
at table with hot breakfast before them.
When they arose, refreshed by the substan-
tial meal, their knapSacks were filled
with the daintiest of Tiands. The lieutenant
shook bands heartily with his host, and
again asked pardon for the outrage he had
attempted, and thanked him cordially for his
hospitality. Towsend Sapperlot's heart
was 100 full to speak, so he shook his
friends hand in silence, and gave Betsy
look OF such tenderness, that the poor gir!
had 10 seek retirement, and toe consolation
of tears, throughout the day and far into
the night The sun was scarcely two hours
high, when the foraging party had disappear
ed behind The woods; and the koSelhantz
farm settled down TO its usual QuietnesS. The
churn gave out its daily gurgling sound,
under the patient handicraft of Kratelly
Koselhantz; Aberhart'S raSp again shrieked
in bis shop; Betsy resumed her occupation
n, the mik-houSe, musingly skimming milk,
with now and then an earnest gaze down
the road; and Spitzebube- alas, poor Spite |
bubei
Now, were it not for Betsy, would here |
end this story; but she, poor girl, desires to |
have husband. Noble Betsy! you have |
been of help to me thus far in the prepara- |
tior of simple, illustrative tale; and you |
SHALL have husband, if there is sufficient |
power. left in my pen toibind one, hand and |
foot, and if have strength to lay him at
your feet.
It was a cold night in February, few
weeks after the events just narrated. The |
ground was covered with snow, and the Slees |
was beating chilling tattoo against the |
house. The Koselhantz family were sitting |
before the fire. The little hax-spinning |
wheel was humming and buzzing under |
Betsy's PEDipulations; the knitting needles |
were keeping up brisk fencfng-match |
through the MANipulations of Mrs. Kosel |
hantz; and Aberhart, under compulsion TO |
repair the disasters Of misconduct, was max |
ing new pair Of loom-treadles. Suddenly |
they all heard sound, as of some heavy |
body falling against the door. This was fol- |
lowed by groan. Mr. Koselhantz snatched |
up q torch and ran to the door. Upon open !
ing it, a man, with his head bandaged and !
his clothes stiff with frozen blood, fell for |
wards upon the floor. He was dragged to |
the fire. place, and soon became SC far restor-
cd, that he could sit upon chair. The |
bandage was unwrapped from his head
"Oh, mercy! it's Towsend Sspperlotw
screamed Betsy.
"Ei! du allie Weh!i IS Towsend Sapper. |
lotp exclaimed the old woman.
sfDidt de teffle effer see de like?" chimed |
in the old map, ''vy, it's Towsend Sapper-
lott"
'Yesh, it pc Towsend Sspperlot," said |