The Springdale news., 1888-09-21

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 " Iou can't blame Mr Jorton," said he, '' for he is a descendant, and even bears the identical name of that early Ephraim Jorton. and it isn't his fault l that the mother of his deceased wife 1 happened to die at his house. not far from here; she had to be bugied some where
 He paused for breath, and the pen sive Jorton repeated after him: Yes, had to be buried somewhere"
 Il don't deny that, 1 almost shouted, for I saw that Maria had raised the window. and 1 thought it was time for me to show little spirit; but if shes got to be buried in that ground, why didn't you inquire for the proper way to it? A right of way has been left on the other side of the farm"
 Lawyer Snively replied sorenely that there was only one proper way that they had d right to follow, and that was the way that had always been used.
 "One of our oldest residents is pres ent,' said he, ''who eth testify that we are now following the original lane; he has fixed the line by means of one or two old trees, and there Is no doubt of it's correctness.
 The old wreck, evidently rejoiced at his own importance, smiled feebly and was about to speak, when Sniyely shut him off and continued: Moreover We're very sorry, but-this isn' the worst of it; the way runs right through this wing of your house. The h0rssS might pass around outside. if you will give a written permit. acknowledged before a notary-I can do that for you; it won't cost you but a quarter and will be pleasanter for all parties; but the corpse of course must follow the legal right of way, and be passed through that window and out of the door opposite
 l stood perfectly dazed; l Ionged for an earthquake. Tor once my prayer was answered; the earthquake came.
 Our first premonition of it's coming Was the jinsling Of chain in the back yard, and the words, in Maria firm voice: There, Bone gently now.a
 He was nominaIIy my dog; but when he was united 1 was. more accurately Lspeaking, his man.
 On ordinary occasions l didn't hes itate al the most groveline act to curry his favor, and l had always shuddered at Maria familiarity with him. On the present occasion l didn't shudder. 1 felt perfectly resigned and willing to take my chances with the company WAS in.
 "Whoeyer's driving those horses turn them around quick and all get in. Ican't hold hlm much longerr' The warning was hardly needed; Patrick had already begun to swing the horses around, and there was lively hurdle race over the sides and wheels of the wagon; with the chances strongly against the "oldest inhabitant.N The wagon was fairly under motion, and don't think that Patrick would have cared if the patriarch had been left to barley with the mastitf.
 As Bone leaped out after them, the sight was so inspiriting, and the revul- sion of feeling within me was so sud den and complete, that l gave myself up to a paroxysm of hilarity, of which l trust there were few witnesses,
 It was triumph of matter over mind; the wretched legal document that the pettifogger instinetively bran dished over his head, as the only weapon he knew how to use, seemed so utterly out of proportion to the mas siye agility of the dog, as he bounded lat them, first on one side and then on the other, apparently puzzled as to which face he disliked most. When he had seen them fairly in the street and under good headway for other parts. he returned in u very excited condi- tion.
 l had rummaged the pantry for re- ward and now leaned far out of that terrible window, holding toward him a fine porter-house steak, and saying :: ''Here Bone, good dog,
 But he glanced contemptuously to- ward me as if he scorned to be reward ed for so noble an act, and allowed Maria to lead him back to his kennel. The matter is still in the courts. ane there is strong likelihood that it will be settled some time or other. Not long ago l received T letter from Ephraim Jorton, saying he was very sorry about the unpleasant occurrence q should think he would bel; that it was only q question of time when the matter would be decided in his favor; and, in the meantime, hadn't l better reconsider his 0 fer for my place. l