New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1885-12-23

over the storms prodigious claneor
that all started in surprise. It seemed
as II all the bells OF st. Giles and st.
Paul had broken forth at once only,
perhaps q little out of tune! But at
all events it was a Ginning that could
have been heard for mics.
Every one followed the sound.
There was George, like one of Poes
People, all, the people,
Those that live up in the steeple,'
armed with hammer, and banging
away alternately at no less that six
'bells," composed of as many heavy
wagon tires, suspended to frame in
such an artistic manner as to get the
greatest possible noise. And sure
enough, a most satisfactory one was
the consequences! 1t was a chime as
primitive as could be conceived, and
far from musical; but It's effect was
tremendous.
The mysterious preparations were
explained. The wagon tires were to
do duty for the season-to welcome
not only Christmas but the New
Year
Ring out the Old, ring in the New
and at less anxious moment their
performance would have seemed
laughable indeed
He declared he would keep it up till
the folks arrived.
Soon shout was heard but this
was only from a neighbor and his wife,
who had been lost in the storm on
their way to the Christmas reception.
This success encouraged the boy,
and he piled the iron tongue OF his
chime with redoubled energy.
ooh, George!" cried his mother, ''if
they will only hearp' But her white
face showed how little hope she had.
Hello! Hello!'' came from without.
.sHello! Hello!" close to. the door OF
the house.
"They have come! They have come!"
exclaimed the excited lad. "Oh,
mother, mother! that is fathers
| voice!",
81 hope so, oh, I hope SOP cried
Mrs. Metcalf, springing to the door,
though George was there as soon as
| herself.
"Father, fatherv' he shouted, sis it
your"
eyes, my boy; yes" was the reply.
"Hurry and help to get the people
out, and the horses under cover"
How the brave boy flew to the work!
His ownhands could do the work of
dozen benumbed ones; but the men
from the house assisted him.
In a few minutes the lately -imperill-
ed travellers were clustered around q
rousing Christmas fire, while the noble
horses were having their Christmas in
a warm stable.
George was the hero of the occasion,
and when the story of his rude chimes
had been told, all united in pronounc-
ing the deliverance as wonderful as its
manner was odd and whimsical. His
mother Rugged and kissed him in the
excess of her emotion, and there were
tears in the eyes of all the others.
The bright youth had tried to con-
troll himself, yet he, too, was visibly
affected.
| Meantime, his grandparents were
fast recovering from their terrible ex.
| posture; and the room, hung with
creeping jenny and the boughs of juni.
per, and thronged with thankful faces,
presented a truly Christmas aspect.
The minister gave thanks for the
mercy of their preservation. the 9th
ers bowling reverently with overfowine
hearts. And then hymn was sung, a
beautiful Christmas carol. 1t was q
touching scene
"All praised with uncontrolled delight,
And general joy, the happy night,
That to the cottage as the crown,
Brought tidings of savation down."
The following day, when Christmas
had indeed come, Archie had the salts
faction OF seeing his parents fully re
covered and full of a quiet Joy at the
scene of love and comfort about them
But they were no happier thar
George, who once or twice that day
rang out his Christmas Chimes for the
benefit Of all his listeners.