Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1849-10-04
Consider me Smith.
BY J. j. HOOPER,

There is very good story in the papers
of the day, which is told of DIR. Maxey, of
the University of South Carolina, as | think
incorrectly. The trick was in reality play
ed by old DIR. Caldwell, formerly President
of the University of North Carolina. re-
collect hearing it when a child, from the
Doctors own lips; and well remember
how lie chuckled at the recollection of the
I Consideration into which he threw the stu
dents, who had hauled him two or three
miles in his own carriage, without knowing
it-bv requesting them to dra,c him back.
But whether Doctor Caldwell or Doctor
Maxcey-or bOth-are entitled to the credit
of having reUerSed the sac of parcel of
mad cap collegians, III this particular case,
there is one feat which the North Carolina
President did perform, his right to the cred
it of which is indisputable. The victim
would doubtless--if he lives qualify TO
the facts.
The old Doctor was small man, and
lean, but as hard and angular as the most
irregular of pine knots. He looked as if
he might be tough, bat did not seem strong.
Nevertheless he was, among the knowing
ones, reputed to be as agile as cat : aud
in addition was by no means deficient i'm
knowledge of the noble science of selcde-
fence Besides he was as cool as Gu
cumher.' Well, in the Freshman class of
IA certain year-and | believe the story goes
that the fellow never got out of the Fresh
man, though the Doctor certainly did nut
ham thrOngh,' i'll one sense Of The word
was burly and beety mountaneer of eight
cen or nineteen. This genius conceived
great contempt for old Bolus' physical di-
mansions, aud his soul was horried at the
idea that one so deficient in muscle should
be sopoIenlial in his rule. Poor Jones'
that's what we'll call him-had no idea of
moral force. AT any rate he was not in
cllned to knock under to it, and be con-
trolled despotcally by man that he mag
lned he could tie and whip. He at length
determined to give the old gentleman gem
teel, private thrashng, some night in the
College Campus, pretending to mistake him
for some fellow student
Shortly after, on dark aud rainy night.
Jones met the Doctor crossing the Campus.
Walking up to him abruptly, hello Smith
You rascal-is that your And with that
he struck the old gentleman blow ON the
side OF the face that had nearly felled him.
Old Bolus SAID nothing but squared himself
ana at It they went. Jones youth, weight
and muscle made him an ug ely customer
but after round or two, the Doctors sci
ence began to tell ; and in a short time he
had knocked his beely antagonist down and
was astraddle Of his chest with one hand
on his throat, and the other dealing vigor-
Gus cuffs on the side of his head.
All! stop IL beg pardon, Doctor =
Doctor CALDWELL mistake-for heavens
sake Doctor 7 groaned Jones, who thought
ne was about to be eaten up really tho't
it was Smith
The Doctor replied with a word and a
blow, alternately 1t makes no'-(a hear
ty job diIference'-Gob, job D-;for alp
Ia wrench OF the throat ~ present pur-
POSSIBILITIES fall like hail 1-'eonsider
me Smith = Audit is said--that old Bo-
lus gave Jones such a pounding, then and
there as probably prevented his ever max
ing another mistake as to personal identity.
at least on the College Campus