Bloomington herald. [volume] (Bloomington, I. T. [Iowa]) 1840-1849, 1845-02-14
From the Crescet City.
FLOGGLNrG Nv EDITION.

Some years ago populous town loca-
ted towards the interior of Mississippi,
was infested by gang Of blacklega. who
amused themselves at times, when they
could find nobody else 10 pluck by prey
ing upon each other. new importation
OF these sporting gentlemen excied some
alarm among the inhabitants, lest they
should be completely overrun they de-
termined on their expulsion. A poor
wretch Of country editor, who was ex.
pected, by virtue of his vocation TO take
upon himself all the responsibilities from
which others might choose to shrink, was
peremptorily called upon by his pasrons'
tina. is those who paid him two dollars
year for his paper, and therefore presu-
med they owned his soul and body-to
make an effort towards the extermination
of the enemy. The unfortunate editor,
being gifted with just about as much brains
as moaey-skull and purse both empty
said at once he would indict flasher
one that would undoubtedly drive the OBJ
noxious vermin into some more hospitable
region. And when his paper appeared. it
was flasher sure enough. In the
course of his observations, he gave the in
itials Of several of the fraternity, whom he
advised to leave town as speedily as pos
sible. if they had the slightest desire to
save their bacon.
The next morning, while the poor
scribe was comfortably seated in his Office
lstlessly fumbling over a meager parcel
of exchanges, he heard footsteps on the
stairs, and presently an individual having
accomplished the ascent, made his appear
ance. His first saluta!ion was slightly abb
rupt.
Where is the editor Of this dirty lying
paper!'
Now, aside from the rudeness of this
opening interrogalory, there were other
considerations that induced the editor to
believe there was trouble on foot. The
parsonage who addressed him, bore a
cowhide IN his hand, and moreover, seem.
ed to be exceedingly enraged. This was
not all-he recognized in him dislin-
guished leader of the sporting fraternity,
with whose cognomen he had taken very
prevalent liberty. /. was without hesita-
ion, therefore that he replied 10 the intro
ductory query
Il don't know
: DO youebelong to the concern!
mo, indeed bu. ! presume the editor
will soon be in
WELL said The visitor, 4 will wait for
him. and suiting the action to the word,
he composedly took chair. picked up a
paper, and commenced reading.
If | meet him. said the Fighter ned
knight Of the scissors and quill, 4 will tell
him there is a gentleman here wishes to
see him.
Az he reached the foot Of the stairs, in
his hasly retreat. he was accos.ed by an
other person, who thus made himself
known:
Can you tell me where can find the
sneaking rascal who has charge of this
villainous sheet!' producing the last num-
Der of freedoms Echo and the Battle
Axe Of Liberty
Yes replied the editor. 'he is up .ha,
in the Office now reading with his back
to the door,
Thank YOU exclaimed the stranger as
he bounced up stairs.
sTve got you, have L. calculated he. as
he made grasp at his brother in iniqui'
ty, and they came crash 10 the floor to-
| gelher.
AS the combatants, notwithstanding Ihs
similarity of their vocation, happened L
be unacquained with each other, : a very
pretty quarrel ensued. First one was a
the ton, then the other-blow followed
blow. kick followed kick, oath followed
oath. until bruised, exhausted and bloody
! with faces and features resembling Dea
Burke after two hours pugilissic encoun'
ter. there was by mutual consent cessa
/ lion Of hos,iliiies- As the warriors sal OF
The floor contemplating each other, tn
| first conner found breath enough to ask.
Who are you, what did you attack m
for!'
You abused me in your paper, yo'
scoundrel.'
| Me! I'm not the editor. came her
to fog him myselfr
Mutual explanations and apologies en-
sued, and the two mistaken gentlemen r
tired to bind up their wounds AS III
story comes to US, the distinguished ind
yidual whose vocation it was to enlighte
the world. by the aid of that great engln
The public press, went Scott free.
/ CRoMwELL.-One day when Cromweh nd
spoken warmly in the House OF Oou'lno"'
Iiord D;obv asked Hampden who he was: tn
later; s said to have replied, !" That slove
whom YOU SEQ before you. hath no o'name,
!. This his speech that sloven, cay, if we Shout
a :" come to a breach with the king. (whic
God forbid y in such case, say, that sIo'
on will be the greatest man in England.