Rensselaer Union and Jasper Republican, Volume 8, Number 30, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 13 April 1876 — Effects of a Change in the Weather. [ARTICLE]

Effects of a Change in the Weather.

The weather suddenily turned into a freezing rain Saturday evening. While the change was progressing several people were in the library aedecting mental pabulum for over Sunday. The rain fell silently and froze thoroughly, and in a very short time the walk which leads down from the library building to the street was of ice. Tbe first person wEtTappeared at the'flfidr was a young latfy with a wolurne of Tennyson hugged up to her. She tripped lightly down from the step saying audibly: “.Even a .mild- moor with love my heao; ” Then she got up, recovered ter muff and twtok, looted apprehensively about to see who was in view, and then hastened home without quoting another line. She fend scarcely cleared the walk when a tall man with a work on botany emerged from the door. The instant he stepped on tbe walk he said- “ Holy cry ptdgamous!” And crawled off into the snow on this hands and knees and recovered the volume, which remained an the walk, by thel aid of his cane. Following him were two large men. One of them had ihe autobiography of Joha B. Gough. They bath stepped on tbe walk together. The (tough man waa just saying ? “I am confident that the downfall of men Is to be attributed to rum— —” Two conspicuoua exceptions to his belief were immediately made manifest. The Gough man in going down bad sufficient presence of mind to catch hold of

hi* rtllow, and, both being heavy men, they went the whole length of the walk, clawing and kicking each other all the distance. \ Tii<- Gough man got on his feet and but off ih one direction and the other man got on his feet and sloped at once in an opposite dilution. And while they were doing this a tall,, spare man, with a hook descriptive of the Holy Lapds, put his foot on the walk, then shook it at.the heavens, and met the pavement with the simple ejaculation: ” Oli, Jerusalem!” The debris of this wreck was no more than cleared away when a very stout man, with a tiorid countenance and a copy of Tyndall in his hand, came out. He was saying to himself:

“ We have now got down to the base— Gosh—whoop!” And was down there. It was aterrible, but brief, struggle. There was a shooting of legs, a waving of arms, and a spasmodic wriggle of the body, and the base was reached. And for two minutes he sat there, feeling around for an underset of false teeth, and swearing like a pirate. —The nexturornlng was the Sabbath, a bright, quiet, sunshiny morn, and the son of the librarian went out on the walk, and in a very few minutes had accumulated a book-cover, a set of false teeth, three gloves, a handkerchief and a good-sized handful of hair-pins. These articles are now at the library awaiting identification. —Danbury News.