Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1849-01-26

table Girl to become his wife, poor and igno-
ran, like himself, but naturally amiable and
intelligent. II was hoped that her influence
would smooth down the rough excrescences
of his nature; but this expectation was sore
ly disappointed and it was soon rumored
that the young wife experienced her share of
the ill.trea,ment her husband bestowed so
largely on human kind.
Years passed away, and the three boys Of
Dick, who were veri!able "chips OF the old
block" and who seemed TO inherit all that
was mischievous and disagreeable in their
father, became a most formidable trio, and
were the terror of the neighborhood wherever
they CHANGED to live. Added TO this, their
father had formed incorporate habits, and be-
came more boisterous than ever, while his
dislike Of all whom he deemed his %superiors
became more ~virulent and active. 1t was not
strange, therefore, that the Lawrences became
decidedly unpopular, and that their residence
in a decent neighborhood was a circumstance
most devoutly to be prayed against. Mr..
Watson was not alone in his pity for Mr.. Tay-
lor, nor was he the only one who exhorted
the latter to "let Dick and his brats know
their place. even if il became necessary to
bring the strong arm Of The law to bear upon
them.
it cannot be denied that Mr.. Taylor depre-
Gated greatly The removal Of the wild family
into the dwelling opposite his; but then he
and his household we're peaceable, TO a pro-
verb, friendly, and well-disposed, and he dar-
ed hope for better things from the Lawrences
than others received.
And perhaps We may do them good was
the christian-like suggestion of the good man
that evening, as he and his family were dis
cussing the matter together; we will treat
them as neighbors, and will observe all the
c~ivllities of life in our intercourse with them.
You, wife, must call Immediately on Mrs.
Lawrence, and invite her here. George and
Henry, you must ask the Lawrence bows to
ride with you when you go TO mill, to the
post Office, or the village, and take them with
you fishing or cunning, and treat them as you
would other boys; while Fanny and Lucy
will show their playthings to little Nelly
Lawrence, and give her what they can spare
of them, and share with her their cake and
candy
To this Mrs. Taylor heartily assented, the
boys who were high-spirited and impetuous,
shrugged their shoulders, and scowled, while
Fanny and Lucy started of instantly to their
playhouse, TO hunt up a present for Nelly.
The first week OF the residence of the Law
rences in their new homes passed along well
~ = a"O ouRHCoNlOHo VI NlTs dHlOT were
acted upon, and The rude neighbois seemed
taken all aback,' by the c%ivilities shown
them, and at a loss 10 account, for them
Mrs. Taylor and the little girls, Fanny and
Lucy, were pleased, or determined to be,
with their new neighbors but the boys were
loud in asserting that their new acquaintan-
ces were real boobies, that didn't know B
from a broom stick, and that they were as
ugly as they were boobyish.'
But one morning of the second week, while
the Taylors were breakfasting, an unusual
commoiion was heard among the poultry,
who, by their cackling, screaming and fly
ing. gave evidence of som serious annoy
ance.
I'll bet tits a hawk!' cried out George
Taylor, and catching up his gun, he sprang
to the door. But instead of a hawk, he found
the young Lawrences in hot pursuit Of the
frightened fowls, hurting stones and clubs
at them, and hallowing and swearing enough
to have frightened a whole legion Of imps.
Two of the fowls lay dead in the road, the
wing OF another was broken, while several
limped as if badly wounded.
Here! here! hallo!' cried out the impet-
uous boy, what are you about, you young
scamps! Stop firing stones at the hens! let
them alone, or Ill make you! Stop, | say
do yod hearP
A volley of oaths from the young Lawren.
ces was The only reply, as they continued 10
hurl missives Of all descriptions atlhe scream
ing fowls.
There take that, and that, and that
And now let the hens alone!' and the excl
ted boys sent stone after stone al the lille
rogues, who instantly turned upon their as.
sailant, and hurled stones, clubs, brickbats
and whatever they could get hold Of, at the
head OF the angry George. Fortunately they
missed their aim; but one Of the largest of
The bricks went through the window of the
room where the Taylors were breakfastinu.
with a crash that brought all The family 10
their feet, and Nj. Taylor TO the door, who
found his son with his hands full Of stones,
lodging those thrown from the opposite side
Of the road.
'Here, sir, your boy has been throwing
stones at us!' cried one side.
They've been s,oning the hens, and have
killed some OF 'em, father was The cry on
the other side; just look into the road
Wen stone 'em again, if you don't keep
'em 10 home! We won't have 'em over here
scratching up our garden.
Then you'll get stoned yourselves, that's
all, you blackguards!'
Pooh! who's afraid of you'll You can't
throw a stone straight an inch from your
nose!
II was some time before Mr.. Taylor could
hush this angry colloquy, and calm the tenn
pest of excited feeling sufficiently to get al
the real state of the case. Then repfovinp
George mildly for the part he had acted, ex.
pressing sorrow that his fowls had been mis-
chievous, he promised to shut them IN, TO
prevent their committing farther depreda-
TONS; though he well knew the gardens
were SO far advanced, that the fowls could
not injure them.
Here now was the beginning Of trouble.
Mr.. Lawrence justified his boys in their mis-.
chief, and the anger Of George stirred up
both father and sons to new deeds of malice
But a few days had elapsed, when Carlo, The