Windham County reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1901-1906, 1901-11-01
DNA AEboRo, VT, FRIDAY, NOVEMBER |. 1901

uuI iis when the count puffed furious
~ away at his cigar, and then he no.
gan:
Not long ago | was trampinc in The
boehmerwald mountains and toward
evening found myself at Erlacban
which nestles against the precipitous
side of the tall Schneeberc. The an.
proach to it is long and steen. and
was we'll nigh exhausted with my
climbing. for | had made all haste to
reach the village before darkness set
in.
1T was. therefore. with a grateful
sense Of relief that l entered the warm
Inn and, throwing aside my knapsack
and belt, sat down to the supper which
was soon ready for me.
My pleasure, however. was Of short
duration. for hardly had got warm
and begun to appease my hunger when
peasant entered the room and asked
hurriedly for the Herr Doctor.
He left for Auyergne this very aft
ernoon,' said the innkeeper, but. dear
heaven be exclaimed in surprise as he
saw the man totter and almost fall
what is the natter
The people at Sena Julia have fall
en- sick with the plague but nature. so
long depressed by the mans force of
will, here asserted itself, and he sank
heavily into chair.
Colt, be is dead; yes. dead" eiacu.
lated the terrified landlord.
Dead. Nonsense. He has tainted.
for l saw that ii was merely a swoon.
But where is this Sena JuliaY
'Sena Julia? Why, it is some six
miles from here over the mountain
and might as well be a thousand such a
night as this
Nevertheless, there is but one thing
to do, and that Immediately
And that is|
To go AT once replied decislyely,
casting look of deep regret at the in.
terror of the bright little inn, and sigh
ing as l saw the pipes and ale which
the landlord had set out on the table
But you know. my dear Annerly, that
l like to do what have TO without any
delay, and so, without more ado, te-
gan to don my jacket and legglngs. the
landlord meanwhile putting some food
and other necessaries in my knapsack.
with many a mournfuL shake of the
head as he pictured my dangerous
Journey over the top OF the Schnee-
berg.
Il stepped 10 the door and opened it
1t was torn from my grasp and
slammed against the wall
"'You see il VIII be useless. shouted
my terrified companion. You will
never reach that cursed hamlet alive
Picking up my little pocket lantern,
the light Of which was burning stead
lily beneath its powerful reflector, [
stepped out into the darkness. Dia-
BILE muttered the worthy landlord.
II shall never forget that awful
night" said the graf. fitting back in
his chair with very mournful look,
whether the result Of the miserable
chant or Of sorrowful recollections it
was hard 10 decide. Bring Us some
cognac, waiter. !
You see" he said TO me half apollo .
at always has 4 bad effect
on me 10 speak Of that-that-yes, that
frightful night I
He waited moment. and then. as .
said nothing. he resumed his tale: /
TO describe my Journey is easy; TO .
describe my suffering is impossible. :
But there is IN end to all things, good
or bad. 50 runs the old proverh. and 50
It proved in my case, though 1t was
more unexpected than pleasant. for OF
4 sudden I had 4 sensation Of dIzzi-
ness and a feeling IS if l were walking
In midair. and 50 I was.
Looking quickly at the ground /
saw the earh giving way beneath my
feet and realized In fash how desper-
ate was my situation. was in land
slide.
"Cognac. shouted the count excited
". bringing his fist down upon the