Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-11-21

He was sent to the garret to study disci pline and thoroughly contemplate the Scrip lures.
 One day Eunice stole up into the garrett while the bishop was marrying a one eyed man of 60 to maid of IS, and she met diff. ferent scene there from the penance and prayer she had expected
 Weasley was rigged out in suit of theat- rical clothes taken from Eunices parents trunks, and was executing wild and fantas- tic jig.
 The bishop had told Eunice that in the said trunks was the devils wardrobe. The young people locked the door and examined the wardrobe thoroughly.
 What places are garrets for rain and love How it drops upon the roof! How it goes pit-a-pat in the heart2 How the heart is raining suddenly through the eyes and the roof is beating with the palpitations of the windl
 Old men seldom go to garrets. Bad old men like Garrick Howton never do
 Next week Weasley Howton was to start for Indiana, and be an apostle on the Wabash.
 His trunk was packed and his ticket for the stage was to be paid for over the great Ma tional road from Hagerstown to the far west.
 Fifty dollars fare" exclaimed the bishop, as he walked the upper porch; "what sum made up out of Eunice's fortune, which will then be mine, with her fadeless beauty, till death do us part. The rascal"
 As he looked, there came cloud of dust up the Leistersburg road from the south, where somebody was driving hard-some- body in desperate hurry.
 Ut looks like a runaway couple, exclaimed Garrick Howton, reaching for his eyeglasses. But the shade of tbe North mountains, where the sun was going down, put a belt of black ness upon the landscape, like the moons total eclipse. When the sound of the wheels came to the door and Garrick heard the knock, he descended and found a strange man in the parlor, which had no lights.
 "Sare," the stranger said, 1T have ze hon. afro to say zat am in loave. But % lady is too leetle; she have not 20 grand age. It will be all same; because she loaves me and her fathair have so much shame he nevair will say nothing. I give you fifty dollaire to make me her husband at once, sarer
 Fifty dollarsw the bishops avaricious heart responded. Ut is Weasley's whole fare The good demon must have sent this man here"
 Then the business piety returning, the bishop spoke aloud and most unctuously:
 "What arc the names of the partiesa Mar riage, my brother, the apostle says, is honor able in all-Hebrews xiii, 4 I see not that it may not be honorable in thee"
 'Ze names are on certificates we have filled. Ze fee I pay you is extraordinaire, monsieur. For ze fifty dollaire we make two demands: Au premiere, zat you marry ze bride veiledl Au second, zat you sign two certificates for us, to protect % lady and moi meme"
 ''The age of the bridef" asked Garrick Howton.
 ''What mattair zat? You have made 70 wife at fourteen many time. My bride is sixteen, saire. Come, ze money! Here Is ze money"
 He felt tho bank bill in his hand and it dried up his compunctions of heart; he felt a quill put in his fingers and the stranger, with something like fusee, made a flame that contained birthstone and seemed yellow and blue
 Externally be mine, as zis papair you sign" the strange man exclaimed-"I mean ze lady ohild, ze lady, parbleu."
 The voice had deep sepulchral tone in it, and by the foreboding flame Garrick saw person whose forehead was all in patches, with French mustaches under his nose and blackened eyebrows drawn nearly through the temples to tho edge of Q colorlesS, inky wig.
 You must give me some nane," spoke the bishop as he signed, although I cannot read by such light"
 ''I am ze Marquis BeLsbulb."
 Bring in the lady!"
 Low laughter seemed to be circling around tho apartment as the uniting words were said by the bishops faltering and fatigued tongue. Loud laughter broke from the carriage win dows as the scoundrel drove away.
 'Here, Weasleyl Eunice! Lights! Lightsr' exclaimed old Garrick Howton. ''I have got my last marriage fec"
 No voice replied; the dark mountains through the windows showed bridal wreaths of stars upon their forbidding brows, like the awful presence of the marquis who had but now departed with childhood's purity in his false black eyes and wig.
 The bishop took fire and lighted q candle. He saw paper lying upon the floor with his signature to it. He read with horror that he acknowledge ged the sale of his soul to Beelzebub for a thousand years.
 "Ha! ha!' he cried, "Satan has dropped f1re-to the fire with it"
 A voice seemed to sound from the garret on the wailing of the wind.
 "You signed two such certificates You have married Eunice to the devil"
 'Father." cried Weasley Howton next morning, 'Eunice is not to be found. Will you forgive her if she has married-if she has married mel"
 Bishop Howton lay on the floor dead.- George Alfred Townsend in Baltimore Home TorrDo1