Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1892-12-07

great red stork strobe quickly up, aud
at few whispered words from the elf,
nodded as if in assent, and few crow
ing into the air.
-Four pairs of eyes gazed now with
anxious expectancy toward heaven. A
horrid pause, during which the fair
ladies dared not, and the Court and
could not, breathe, ensued. But be-
fore you could say q 'paternoster,
| there was once more rushing noise
high in the air, and the mighty bird
stormed down, holding Doctor Barto-
llnetto, like a half penny doll, in his
beak. and placed him, little thin
brown man, neat and well dressed,
though little out of brc -th, upon the
ground.
'.A glance sufficed 60 make the
learned man acquainted with the state
of affairs. He felt our pulse, then
drew from his pocket the famous Per-
limpimpino powder, his own infallible
discovery, and turned up his coat
sleeves. He was grumblipg all the
time at the indelicaey of his being
interrupted in the middle of lecture
and dragged forcibly out of his college,
to the scandal of his audience, AID
loudly bemoaned the arrangement of
his powdered wig, which had some
what suffered in his aerial journey;
then ne seized my head by the nose,
sprinkled some of the Perlimpimpino
powder on the neck, dabbed it on to
the defective part, took Orazio's head,
did the same with that-ws sneeZed
three times with some emphasis, ,sprang
blithely up. shook ourselves, sneezed
once more-the cure was completed
''Tle fair ones flew joyfully to our
arms; on nv cheek burned the kiss of
the beautiful Smeralda, while Llbella
hugged the Count-but to kiss, to tear
away from the embrace, to utter a
startled cry, wac the work OF an in
slant. Dreadful mistakel The doctor
u his hurry had stuck my head on
Orazio's shoulders, and that of the
noble on the trunk of the poor Condo
ierl
"On recovering from the first shock
at the discovery we turned to vent our
wrath on the doctor. The nobleman
promised him hundred lashes, aud /
threatened still worse things, unless
he restored to each his own.
Poor Bartolinetto shrugged his shoul-
ders till they reached his ears, made
the most profuse apologies, and sought
to pacify us with the sophism that
after all, head was a head. But
everyone felt the hollowness of the
plea; Smeralda called him a 'wretched
old quack, LibeIla threatened to make
for his eyes. His reproaches OF in
gratitude were unheeded, his sugges-
tion of fee was rejected with scornful
IannhfaF I.Ih a
was again seized by the stork, and car
ried back thus ianominiously to
Padua.
"We now directed our rage against
each other. Our imprecations and
into actual violence, had not each
jury while belaboring his antagonist.
tonello? Which noblemao, and which
gnndolierp Ny old head pleaded its
new and noble body as the most i'm
portant half, maintaining that the hull
of ship alone determined its class,
the flag which might happen to be
hoisted at its stern being mere sec
ondary detail. Ny opponent, on the
other hand, compared himself to a
column in which the capital is the sole
feature determining to what order it
is to belong. The two fair ladies tried
to settle our dispute-but they we're
themselves soon hopelessly confused,
aud ended by advising US TO return to
Venice and lay our case before the
magistrates
"Coldly we babe them farewell and
depsrted. Antonello- Orazio, or the
peasant head on the noGle trunk,
threw himself in a lazy and distin-
guished way on the cushions, and
haughtily commanded Orszio-A A ntoDel-
10 to row back. The latter was COM
PEELED to obey, for his plebeian arms
alone could ply the oars and guide the
helm-but he gnashed his teeth, and
swore to take dreadful vengeance for
this insult; and SO we rowed back the
grandee with the coarse red gondoiler's
cap sitting on the cushions, and laugh
ing to scorn the proud peasant in the
bows with his feathered hat and fault
lessly dainty wig.
1--WE landed at the otazzetta. Negli-
gently drew out the purse which
found IN my new clothes, and tossed
the rover q coin.
Give me back my money! he
cried; give me my rings, my watch,
my head!'
81 Silence, wrctched slave, cried;
darest thou lay hands on my inviolate
person? Help, help, against this crack
Drained gondoiierP
'help, help, he exclaimed. against
this insolent boatmanI
"a crowd had by this time as
sembled, some taking my part and
some his. The Doge, who was just
then waking up anG aown the COLON
made of his palace, heard the scandal,
and ordered us to be placed il. the in
ner dungeon of the 1nquisition, and
brought up for trial the same even
ing.
."The Public Prosecutor accused us,
not only of the black art itself, but of
being disturbers of the public peace
and conspIrators against the safety of
the State. What have we come to,
he exclaimed, when our senators and
partriciaus begin to change their heads
as often as their wigs? To lose the
head is human. The history of the IL
lustrious Republic is not poor in ex-
amples of senators and generals, aye,
and Doges too, who have suffered this
misfortune-but an exchange of heads,
that is, indeed, an unparalleled pro-
ceedingl What endless upbeavals of
the Constitution may not be expected
when nobe and common blood begins
to mingle in the same body? What
endless confusion of aristocratic demo-
cratic principles in the same mani A
short-sighted leniency in this matter
may mean the disruption of the State,
the crumblin2 into atoms of the Re-
public. decroe therefore the death
by beheadal of both the criminals"
"The Secretary of the JnquIsition