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In this age of reason and doubt, it may be ctilled superstition, but it was once the honest belief in the Dutch Fork, that a few of the orig inal setlers of that portion of coun try knew a secret of dreadful po tency, empowering the possessor to petrify, in an instant, any living creature, brute or human. This anomalous condition, it was said, could be removed only by the per son inflicting it,-the suspended functions were resumed as suddenly as they had been arrested,-and the act, in the performance of which the sufferer had been seized, was completed, independently of any will or exertion on his part. Thus, if a poacher had been -stopped, in this manner, while cautiously reaching out his hand to take a pullet from the roost, he would have been compelled to continue the theft upon the restoration of his powers of motion even though a steel-trap had, in the meantime, been substituted for the object of his unlawful desire. Many a hearty laugh has har monized with the fire-side cheer, at the recital of Addaly Nicksnoot's adventure at Frederick Hexen meister's, an old gentlemen wh had long kept all the youngsters in dread of him by. his repited pos session of this terrible secret. Ad daly's account of his mishap may be summed up as follows: He was in the act of leaping from a high fence into Mr. Hlexenmeis ter's yard, partly for general mis chief, and partly to test the old man's powers as a wizard. Sud denly he became deprived of mo tion. His limbs grew rigid, though without loss of sensation; and his feelings were such as induced him to believe, that he had been changed into brittle soapstone. This was accompanied with a dread of fall ing off from the fence and break ing into fragments, from which he thought he was saved by~having his aamn hooked. around a fence-stake. It was a cold moonlight night in December, and Addaly saw old Fritz (so lhe was called) issue from his house followed by his six im mnense daughters. They placed a buge empty hogshead immediately under him, and filled it with stale persimmon beer, the brine of saur kraat, greasy dish-water; filthy soap-suds, and various other dis gusting fluids. The spell was then removed, and Addaly declared, that i sp)ite of all that he could do, he was compelled to jump into the villainous mixture, where owing to his prostration he was forced to re main an hour, fruitlessly protesting the harmlessness of his intentions, and offering to marry any one of the girls who would aid him in his escape. But the story "that I am gaun to tell" is more particularly illustra tive of this necromantic practice. Dutch Fork ! It was a hundred years ago, and the Dutch Fork was different then from what it -is now. There are those, not long dead, who spoke of it as a section of country covered with magnificent forest, and settled by none but German people. I myself can look back fifty years. and dwell with pleasure upon dozens of nooky homesteads tenanted by quiet, knee-buckled proprietors, and busy short-waisted matrons. Between the dwelling-house and the orchard was the invariable brick-oven, resembling a huge terra pin. In the back porch, hanging against the wall, could be seen the bags of garden-seeds, the bunches of red pepper, and, above the towel, the festoon of red bachelor's buttons. Upon the door-sill was ever nailed the horse-shoe, to the discomfiture of witches; while higher up, attached to a nail, swung the dinner-horn; and throughout the whole house there was an odor of laendar and rosemary. Tn such retreats as these, the visitor re ceived unstudied welcome and im portunate cheer. It may be said, that the people of Dutch Fork were not a pious people, in as much as they not unfrequently indulged in high-sounding oaths, whenever it rained too long or too violently; but well do I know, that no people ever made their parson pray more earnestly for rain, during a drought, than they did; and never lived there a man on Cannon's Creek, or on Crimm's Creek, a hundred years ago, who did not love his neighbor as himself. Now-a-days, boys pursue with dog and gun the beast that trespasses upon their father's pasture. Ah, this contrasts sadly with olden times, when the stray horse that jumped into the neighbor's field was coaxed into the stable, with a dozen ears of corn, and taken care of as a guest. According to an old friend, rich in historical recollections of the Dutch Fork, and who knew "Weem's Life of Marion" nearly by heart, Aberhart Koselhantz settled on Crimm's Creek, about the time that Sergeant McDonald played his famous trick upon the old tory, at Monck's Corner. (A careful ref erence to that work, however, has not enabled me to establish a. pre cise date.) Koselhantz's family was small,-consisting of himself, his wife, and his daughter. His occu pation was that of a gunsmith, at which he earned ample means for the support of his household. In deed, his expenses were nothing; for dame Koselhantz cultivated a garden, the possession of which all the neighbor-women envied her, on account of its luxuriance and variety. And then her poultry ! Why, she had a greater number of chickens than could rcost upon the fence en closing the yard. The Koselhantz cocks were the first in the Dutch Fork to annpunce the approach of day,-those of the neighboring farms taking up the proclamation and telegrapL.ing it, as if from head quarters. 'Then the Koselhantz ducks ! They were always so plump. that they could not step over a tuft Df grass, without falling over upon their backs; and never less than forty geese (the i eplenishers of the teather-beds) took their daily pro cession down to the little spring branch past.re.-while the woods behind the g:arden were forever re - sounding with the gobblings of urkies, in a gang of such numneri al strength as to afford a roast.r for every Sunday and holyday in the year, to say nothing of the eighit days between Christmas and New Year. A level wheat field (alas ! it is :ow grown up iu pines) produced the~ bullion for the mint ing of all nner of cakes, pud dings, and pies, and, that kind of bread, whiohi is no more the same bread wher made beyond the bounds of' the Dutch Fork. than Scotch whiskey is the same ex bilarant, whe.i distilled in any other lime than Scotland. A potato patch. and orchard were kept in complete or< br by the old man; and Betsey, his blooming daughter, man aged the dutiy with such success, that none of the luxuries properly belonging tl:ereto were ever want Eng. Betsy Kos4hantz ! How shall I describe her? What can I say of the blue eye that play. ed between two lids brim-full of tears ready io gush over the cheek, should grief or joy add one super fluous drop? What of the mass of auburn hair, forever threatening to tumble into disorder, and yet main taining unru:Bed its coil around the home-made comb? And what of the lips, fro:n which one knew not whether to prefer a pout or a smile? Her teeth were even and white, though such a thing as a tooth brush or a dentifrice was not to be found in the Koselhantz house; and her breath had the fragrance of mignonette, though I am sure there had never irown a bunch of it in the Koselha:itz garden. Of winter nights, Betsey patted with her foot the little old-fashioned spinning wheel, in front of the cheerful fire; while her ni.other and father occu pied the corr.ers, the one plying her knitting-nee lles. and the other ex amining int s the defects. of a rusty gun-lock. Aberhart .:oselhantz was of char ateritic Te utonic blnntness, lie looked upon systematic courting as sheer loss of time,-he and his wife having arranged their matrimonial preliminaries while she was knead. ing a tray-full of dough, at the same time that he was fitting a hinge to the kitchen-door. He therefore scowled upon Betsey's sweethearts so ominously, that the young men in the course of time were afraid to visit his house. One by one, they all relinquished their hopes of marrying his daughter, until she had but one aspirant left, a good-natured, simple - hearted young fellow by the name of Christian Kinkel, or as he was more generally called, Kris. Kinkel. He had offered himself as an appren tice to old Koselhantz,, .and his proposition was under considera tion, w' .n a discovery ,was made which V ead dismay through the neighborhood, and threw Kris. Kin kel into a shaking ague,-the first case of that disease ever known on arimm's Creek, so notorious in af ter years for its generation. The discovery was this : As Kris. Kin kel was passing Mr. Koselhantz's orchard, one morning about the break of day, he saw three young fellows of his acquaintance stand ing near an apple tree, in attitudes that excited his astonishment. They were as stationary as the trees themselves, yet all seemed to be making great exertions. One apparently trying to lift a large bag upon his shoulder; another to bite into an apple, but with no bet ter success than if it had been stone; and a third was in the act of throwing a club into the branches of the tree. Kris. watched them for a few moments, and perceiving that they had no motion in their bodies, rushed off to acquaint Mr, Koselhantz with what was going on, or - rather standing still in his orchard. He had proceeded but a few paces, when he saw the old man approaching. Hastily conceal ing himself, Kris. heard him up braid the young men for their dis honesty, and explain to them, that he was not punishing them through anger for the loss of the fruit, but because he detested the crime of theft. He told them, that he was now going to release them under the hope, that they would profit by the unpleasant experience, to which he was compelled to subject them. Then, with a wave of his hand and muttering a few words in German, the enchantment was dispelled. In stantly, the fellow with the bag filled with apples, as it now ap peared,. threw it upon his shoulders and sank down exhausted under the weight of it; the one with the apple at his mouth bit a large piece out; and he with the club threw it against a limb, and was knocked down by a shower of horse apples, Kris. could bear no more. He ran howling through the woods, and when he arrived at his home a chill seized him, which returned every third day for a year, in spite of all the herb-teas that could be con cocted; then brought on an enlarge ment of the spleen (fever-cake), with a complexion such as the cu cumber takes on in September; and finally developed a merciful dropsy that took him off. Poor Kris. Kinkel ! As might be supposed, after it became known, that old Kosel hantz possessed* the power of con verting people into stone, few per sons approached his domicil who had no particular business with him. He had, however, quite work enough to do, foP a report reached the Dutch Forkers, that a large body of troops under the dreaded Tarleton was gdvancing towards Broad River; and the citizens, in their first paroxysms of alarm, car ried their guns to Koselhantz for repair, not so much with the in tention of resisting, as not knowing what else to do. Before I can proceed further in this story it is necessary to intro. duce to the reader a character fated to play no unimportant part in it. This was a turkey-gobler, by the name of Spitzebube (little rascal, in English). He was the only turkey hatched out of a setting of eighteen eggs, spoilt about two years before by the concussion of a thunder. storm that also clabbered all the morning's milk in the Kioselhantz milk-house. Consequently, the lit tie orphan was brought up in the house by Betsey Koselhantz, and instructed in all manner of mis chief. As he grew to full stature, he was, by a system of flogging with briars (which Betsey had not the heart to do), indoctrinated into the effeminacy of taking charge of large broods of chickens, over which he would watch with affectionate care,-lcaving upon the surface of the yard innumerable delineations of triangles and crosses, which he made in his awkward attempts to scratch up worms for his unnatural protegees. Spitzebube was, there fore, beloved by the Koselhantz family. Aberhart would have chang ed into flint-rock any one daring to injure a feather in his tail. No visitor could walk from the gate to the house-door, without being as sailed by this valiant gobler. Of a summer morning, when Mrs. Kosel hantz sat by the kitchen-door ma nipulating her churn, Spitzebube would swell out the feathers of his chest, drop his wings upon the ground 'and relax his proboscis un til it hung over the side of his bill; and then, with his head thrown back and his tail spread into a gorgeous fan, he would strut about the yard the very type of an arrogant fool. Cautiously approaching his mis. tress while stooping over her churn he had often been known to fix his bill in the back part of her cap, and, without any provocation from her or warning from himself, as sault her in the most shameful man ner.- Notwithstanding the severe blow he received from her, in beat ing him off, and the threat to "shtomp his ferry liffers and lights out of hin," if he attempted the like misconduct a second time, he would retreat a short distance and, after indulging for a few mo ments in a chattering jargon from which no meaning could be derived but vindictive spitefulness, he would repeat the same ungrateful act. Although victorious in all his rencounters, Spitzebube never for got, that discretion was necessary in true valor. .He vanquished his old mistress, and put Betsey to flight so often, that it was becom ing monotonous to him; still he re frained from attacking Aberhart Koselhantz. He was often seen advancing toward the old man, at worl under his shade-tree, but he always managed by throwing him. self now on his larboard, now on his starboard tack, to round his master as cautiously as- a ship would weather the Cape of Good Hope. There was. something sc eter-n about the gunsnmith, that he was a terror to the whole animal kingdom. Such was Spitzebube. He de served a better end than that hereini to be recorded; for his fate goes to swell the tide of evidence, that re publics are ungrateful. Spitzebube died fighting the enemies of his country, and no monument has been erected to his memory, nor mention made of .his name save in this transient record by the humble chronicler. lIt was a bright day in the month~ of January,.- 1781. Mrs. Kosel hantz was sitting in the sunshine, churning, while her husband was hammering away at an old blunder buss, that had, possibly, done ser vice in the times of Wallenstein. Spitzebube was making an obsti nate retreat before an allied force of eight guinea-fowls, a muscovy drake, and an outcast peacock; and Betsy was down at the milk-house skimming milk. She was very sad. Nobody wooed her now, Kris. Kin kel was past recovery. It was too bad. Her love was wandering at random. There was nothing tc arrest it and engage it. She could not help knowing, that she was lovely; the pot of milk, upon which she was gazing told her so from its pure surface; and she felt, that ii somebody would only give her a half of chance, she could make thai somebody so-so happy. With -a sigh she looked down the road, nc doubt. in expectation of seeing some swain approaching. Suddenly her countenance expresses greal alarm. She shades her eyes with her hand,-she drops the spoon, she utters a shrill shriek,-she flied along the spu ng-branch path to wards the house,-her cries ring through the frosty air, startling th4 neighbors,-she leaps the fence witi a single bound ; "Oh dadty ! dadty !" sire-screams. "Gott im Himmel'!" exclaims: her mother. "Wat de teffle is de matter wid you ?" demands her father.. "Oh dadty, dadty, look down de road, look, look ! oh de red coats de red coats is a comin'." It was a foraging party of Tarle ton's army, about twelve in number, headed by a dashing young lieuten ant, and followed by a jolly red faced corporal. They entered the gate, and halted in front of the old man, who had conducted his daugh ter to the place where her mother was churning. But Mrs. Koselhantz came forward, herself, and advanced to meet the strangers. A glittering indignation twinkled in her eye,-and was plainly perceptible in her over acted civility, as she asked the ques: tion: "Vell, goot beeples, vot does you vont ?" "Why. my good old woman," an swered the officer, smiling, "we want several dozens of your finest fowls, a couple of calves, a fat pig,-that one in the pen there. will answer capitally-besides, we shall want "Verfluchte Hunden !" muttered the old man "Sie solt der Teufel holen !" "Hello ! what's that-you say, you old rascal ?" exclaimed the lieuten ant. "Talking Dutch at us, eh ? What does he say, Towsend Sapper lot ?" addressing the corporal, a ruddy-faced Hessian. . "He sez, Zir, dat ve pe all a zet of tam'd onmannerly togs," answer ed the corporal. The lieutenant drew his sword and advanced upon Mr. Koselhants, as if with the intention of striking him. He was, however, diverted from such a purpose, if be really did entertain it ; for he was sud denly assailed, frgm behind, in a manner differing from any attack he had ever experienced, and, upon turning round discovered an an tagonist such as he had never faced. The moment he entered the gate, Spitzebuhe had marked him out for his own ; and when. the lieutenant drew his sword and advanced upon Mr. Koselhantz, thegobbler fixed his bill in the officer's red silk sash and struck him, right and left, with his wings. In another instant, the heroic gobler's head was *severed from his body by a sabre-stroke. Then it WEs that Mrs. lKoselhantz, unable to support her rage, flew at the lieutenant like .a tigress, and struck him full in the face with the dasher of her chign. It was enouigh"; he furiously raised his -sword 'and ordered his men to fire upon her ; at the same time that the gallant corporal caught Betsy in his arms, and attempted to kiss her. Kosel hantz witnessed the insult offered to his daughter, saw the sword about to descend upon his wife's head, and heard the command to '-riddle the d--n'd old hag." But he raised his finger-uttered one strange word; -a groan,-a slimdder,-and his foes stood before him as cold and stiff as so many statues. The lieu tenant held his sword in the act of striking. His men had their mus kets presented at the old woman, their left eyes closed, and the petri fied balls of the right glaring mean inglessly along the barrels. And there stood the jolly corporal with his arms,-from which Betsy had just extricated herself very slowly and cautiously (bless her) for fear of breaking those armns,-maintained in the same position as when they en circled her waist ;-his neck reaching forward ; and his lips pouting out to their utmost stretch. What a study he would have been for the statue of a Tarquin ! Mrs. Koselhantz walked to and fro in front of the prisoners, and poured forth her wrath. "Ah, ha !" she vociferated, shak ing her fist in the face of the lieu tenant, within an inch of his nose, "vy don't you rittle de tam'd old hack now ? eh?" Catching a view of the lifeless Spitzebuhe, yet kicking in Jhis last struggles, the rage of Mrs. Kosel hantz became almost uncontrollable. It is a fact well known in Dutch Fork families (and why not else where ?), that when a common cause arouses the indignation of husband and wife, it is alternate : that is, while the good woman is giving ex pression to ift the husband is abla IABVREISIIM .4 Advertdsemenm insrte t ij AUrJW (ane ad ean fr ec Double ceteb advedteme -f t on abore. Notiees ofmeegn # meeetnratsesseq Misersset peberale - Hbd N ales 8'itt6o~z DONE WITH jXANESS AND TERM$C ASH: - to govern mse}f, so as t6: his betterhalf from com cruelty ; and ice esa.T plains the exclamation of-r: hants, as he saw his proximating.her mouth face of, the officer, prepe for a deed that would hay fatal to a person whil '.de. t strange, enchantment. he exclaimed: "Shtop, Kratel, don't do no, dat vill neffer do i : know, dat if yoti-shpit in a : face wile he is nater di;'? he vfi crampep intb $ne it vill pe onpossiple to-pa gedder again ?" Here, r. K nel app round tocoifronbee indignathat s rupted, shes 'esh;I knowa dM .; hart, dat is shoost w" ' We vonts spont.p i,i - to shkour de house *id, "Ah, but Rratelly, ssnct shpring pranh vill4 vell" .. So- he restrained his from her purpose; but" of an houras her pasi his began toriseuntl1 he reviewed the insult family, his counteai - purple with rage. He his mind whether he the men in front of hig posts for a paling fie had in plation, or break them } fragments for material itf , to build a kitchen chimney -.' 4 The wretched subjectsJt strange enchantmnut sx position from the early til late in the afteroo.~ irit Qf forgiveness na.u manifested itself in- the family. Betsy -was the-?d yielded to the pont~ inanity. She sat upon h steps,..with-her face enoied palms of her hands~ suad terly.. "Oh,'' she sobbed,"hi the way now. "Ever since% found out, thatda.a.a4 witch,-nobody-comes to and now-when this here ' this here p-o+or feller only kiss me-onlys tried'to Ive~ one leetle-tigy-t.solitaryis to see what he has got tii e&.8 I do wishlIwas dead!" She wept so lonig and that her mother, after lieutenant another oto -. wrath, set her arms told her husband, tha t w to release the men. -- -' "Wat !" exclaimed theold in a tone of voice not far h moderate-clap of thunder. just resolved to plantte and the corporal face to gate-posts,-calculating p . breast and left knee-cap of mer as suitable place to fix for the gate, and the mnothotI atter as a very good socket to, ceive the bolt for latchingit A "Yesh,. answered the oM "You knows ferry veil dat-ef 4 sets upon beeples in sichas -~ dat it is onpossiple to priug-'a rights agin ; and dey has tr% on a beini' rocks de pallaaee lives." "Yesh !" sai<LKoselhantz know dat, and dey shall"p rocks as the teffie can't pur."; Here a quarrel commece&dig tween Mr. Koselhantz..and haim which raged terribly for twe I~ minutes. It is entirely i for me, without the conveniec stage arrangements and" the an orchestra, to convey.a of this domestic broil. to say, that the gunsmith, weaker and weaker, upon seeing Betsy advance him, in aid of her mother-* same time catching a gliineo sun frowning upon hinm,o, tops of the trees, as thoughl say :-"for shame, Aberhart - hantz !" Conducting his family toth of the ,strangers, Koselaat more raised his finger an& another strange word, fl s'~ f6lowed by a deafening ~ and( the men were all dashed wards upon the ground by coil of their guns. The - sword descended wi that it flew out of ais stuck intoth poa-h V