{"newspaper_name": "American watchman and Delaware advertiser.", "edition": "01", "page": "p1", "byline": ""}
At St. Barthelemy, near La Ferte Gaucher, am
old countryman lay on his death bed. HIS son went
to fetch the clergyman, and stood knocking softly
he door for three hours. " Why didn't you knock
ouderP' said the clergyman. al was afraid of
waking you,' said the clown. Well, what is the
matter i''-" left my father dying, sir" Z" So sor
he must be dead, then, by this time F'-" Oh no,
SIR" returned the other. neighbor Peter said he
would amuse him till came hack.'