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INV tlr mrosl instance Of ufulll mpp.
fI8rfy tfiampllHy otrr tho hostility
ofyrenter animal strength lIint over
encountered our observation, A him,
| dimiuutivc, coueumplivo looking
young follow, lame, aud using n
|cmtch, sat upon packing box out on
the sidewalk, IN front of u sIop-shop
on The loyce. Another man ofherc,i.
lean frame was strding up and down,
swearing roundly at the little fellow,
and exhibiting every symptom of
rage and fury. The huge bully beat
the awning posts with Il thick stick
HAT he held in his hand, and cast
gIallccs like bowie knives at his quiet
opponent on the box What the of
fence or cause of quarrel was we
made no effort to ascertain, but mere
" paused all instant, attracted by the
oddly of the scene.
The big fellow seemed to be a
rough boatlnan, and his abuse of the
other was interlarded with most out
rageous vuIgarity and bIaSphemy.
"By--, mister, I'd like to wiring
the necks of dozen like you before
breakfast" said the burIy boatman.
"Sorry you can't be grahfed," re-
Sponded the little fellow, in calm,
quiet, cool and collected manner, and
every tone he uttered was Satirical
dagger to the other.
"By can wiring your neck,
any how"
"For the matter of that so could a
child, ifa child could be brute enough |
to do it"
"D-n you, you're not worth fog
gingn'
"You are, and that's all you are
worth"
"Maybe you'd like to fog me?"
"UeU, | would"
"Do it."
"Can't-aint got strength-wish |
could, my friend, you shouldn't wait
long for it,"
"You puny part of man, could
you with single blow"
"Who said you couldn't2"
"lm man, sir, a man." said the
)oatman, making demonstration of
striking the lame fellow.
"Any man who strikes little fell
ow is coward" mildly yet pointed
y replied the yonng man.
"Do you call me a coward?" roar
cd the bravo, growing still more furi-
Gus.
eyes, fyou strike men replied the
poor cripple, in a cool and determin-
ate manner that was electritying to
hear.
"Then d--n me if | DON'T" shout
ed the other, bursting into perfect
phrenzy, and darling at the cripple.
The weak and emaciated young
fellow, as his enemy approached him;
merely curled his haggard features
INTO smile, and slowly lifted the
jore6nger of his right hand to point
directly and deliberately at his adj I
opponenL-We never in the :
world witnessed so sudden and extra .
ordinary an effect produced in man ;
Ter so curious, The bullying boat
nan actually turned pale, and went q
If mlttering oathS as he disappeared !,
round the corner. T
We know this will read strangely, =
'et only true autograph of nature h
5 here set down.-The scene struck :,
S as being SO singular that, although
lost difficult to embody in descrip- 9,
on, we could not let it pass.-Pic. +
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