The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1851-02-19
WooDsFIELD, OHIO, WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 49, 1851
~ boys assembled, to see what could be

| ing boys assembled, to see what could be
done. -g4.
"As to going to school to be licked"
said Job Brewer, II won't do it! made
up my mind to that two years ago, when
the school marm broke Dick Parsons lit
tie finger, and III stick TO it, if die"
"But what are we to dot" asked Mike,
earnestly. "Father has written letter
for Miss Cowen, already, and Goodwell
says she'll come and no mistake"
"Miss Cowen, said Job, 81 know her.
another Blarney! If she comes here III
give her someY' and his dark eyes flashed
defiance, and he shook his fist menac.
ingly.
"But what can we do?" asked Mike
"Let's think; have it. Wen declare we
wont 90, and stick to it,"
Thus plot after plot was formed and
abandoned as soon, for its want Of feasi-
bility, till at length Mike commenced clap.
ping his hands and shouting gaily, 81
have it now!" ''''' "
"What is it!" cried the anxious boys,
as they crowded around him.
Mike deigned no reply, but pushing the
boys one way and another, he vented his
extravagant delight by ridiculous antics,
such as standing on his head, turning SOM
ersets, &c.
ooh! tell US, Mlke;" cried Bill Larkins
"Hey!' drawled Mike, while. with pro.
voking GOODNESS he shook the sand from
his cap, and brushed his trowsers. This
done, he proceeded to disclose his plan,
which was, that the boys should return
home at noon with doleful faces, declaring
that they never would 60 to school again;
that Miss Harlow was so strict, and whip
ped so awfully.
"But she wont do it," said Dick Par
sons, opening wide his blue eyes.
"To be sure she wont, you greeny; we
must do that ourselves"
'!But who'll bear the marks?" asked bo-
ding Bill, as he was called.
ST." said Job, 81 would be willing TO
have both hands blistered worse than
Rlarney fashion, rather than lose our pref
ty little school marm."
"Hurrah for Job Brewer" shouted the
boys, swinging their hats.
"But who'll lick you Job?" interposed
boding Bill.
Here was new difficulty. A dead 81
lence ensued, which was interrupted by
Dick Parsons calling out,
| "Well thought Of: my flippers are all
0. K" And sure enough, Dick, who was
not much accustomed to hard working,
had held the plough till his hands were
sorely blistered.
Accordingly, at noon, to the great sur
prise of his father, Dick went home with
his hand in sling, his peppered eyes in
famed and swollen.
"What now?" inquired his father stern.
ly.
"Another old BlarneyH' groaned Dick,
as he extended his bistered hand.
"That is outrageous" cried his mother,
as she Witnessed here and there touch
of blood, which had been purposely ap.
piled.
"Good enough for him." said the father,
sand | believe we've got good school
marm."
~ won't 60 again" indeed won" I"
roared Dick.
"Indeed you will. if | have to thrash
you every step Of the way"
"But Joseph" interposed the mother,
"we don't want our children abused, and
Dick is not very bad boy, that he should
be mangled thus"
"Silence! | say. I don't want none of
your Interference. | am convinced we've
got q good school marm?"
The tender hearted mother turned away
to hide the tears, and as Dick, with great
apparent reluctance left for school. she
slyly put in his pocket large handful of
sweetmeats. Dicks heart smote him, and
he murmured to himself, "Poor mother,
how bad she will feel all this afternoon"
The scene at farmer Goodwell's had
the same happy effect; for Job had be-
smeared his nose and face with portion
of the blood that with difficulty had been
obtained for Dick, and having rubbed
around his eyes with dirty hands, he pre-
sented really doleful appearance as he
entered the house, exclaiming:
81 won't stand by and see any boy lick
ed at that rate, that's what won't! I'll
come it on the old Blarney yet, that's what
will, if she breaks my head open, that
will" and he raved like madman.
"What! do you come here disturbing
the peace of my housel" cried the old man,
raising his cane over his head. "lf the
school marm has given you thrashing,
am glad on it,
81 amt going to school to be licked,
now tell you'll"
eyes you will 60 to school, if | have to
send for your father. If she licks you, so
much the better. There's some hope Of
herr" and poor Job was caned out of doors
and forced to 60.
The story Of bloody noses and blistered
hands spread rapidly. and the evening
| Eound tho same comnanv boys and all