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The Mighty Fallen

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1
Month
October
Year
1884
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Public Domain
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Judge William Carter, of Sheboygan, and Judge Caswell Marks, of Selma, were both natives of Lexington, Ky. in boyhood they had jamnied the same cat's head into the same inilk pitcher, stollen peaches from the same tree. got trounred by the same farmers, were otherwiseenviously intímate friends, afterwards chuma at college, and Uien errand boys at the same office. Later in life they parted and rose to sublime lionors in their separate places. Lust January they met for the ñrst time since their parting in Lexington, aud brewed a convivio! bowl In lionor of the event. Aboutmidnight, full of tffection and enthusiasm, they reiired in the same bed. It was a hllge ill'air standing in the middJc of the room and Capable of being drawn up by ropes to tlie cefiing wbllc the room was being cleaned. It was a very cold night, and they placed their clothiïig upon the foot of tho bed. Just after they feil asleep tour friends eutered softly, drew the bed by the ropes uearly to the ceiling, aud then left them tlius suspended about ten feet from the (loor. They then locked the door outside and retired. At 3 a. m. Judge Carter awoke witli that species of thirst which usually comes after Kentucky punch and techically known as " hot coppers," Leaping lightly out of bed to get the ice pitcher he went whirling down ten feet, alighting with a eoul-stiring thump on all fours. There was long and painful pause. Then he peered upward through the darkness and called : " Caswell !'' [No reply.] "Oh, Caswell !" [Feeble cries. 1 " Caz !'' " Eb ?- um- what ?" The judgo was awakening. " Ive fallen through a trap !" yellcd the the now afrrighted judge. "Get up and light a candle." " Whcre are you?" queried Judge Carter, sleepily, framing his opinión that his honorable brother was drunk. " Down here. Feil tlirough a trap. Don'tgetoutonmysideof the bed." "All right." And Judge Marks, springinjí out of his own side, tornad three somersiiilts and landed on the small of his back. Both were now convinced that, they hadfallen into a den of thieves, and were possibly to be murdered. The jokers had closed the heavy wooden shutter, go no light could enter, and removed all the furnlture. Thejudresgrouped around on hands and knees, nearly frozen to death, and only at daybreak discovered the bed, cllmbed into it, and got warm enough to talk the thing over. Tliere were recently two tempcrance societies started under glorious auspiecs. The headquarters of one is at Selma, the

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Ann Arbor Courier
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