The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1865-08-22
THE WRONG MAN.

Once l had no DOUBT on the suDJect put
now, judging from what has happened to
me in the past few days, | must confess
my opinion is somewhat shaken.
It was entirely foreign to my Intention
to create a sensation, or enact deception
when l packed my carpet bag, last week,
and donned my best suit preparatory to
setting forth on visit to my aunt Nabby
Bleeker.
Aunt Nabby resides in the northeast.
eru corner of Maine, In town which /
will denominate Pineville.
hope the reader will excuse me fol
alluding to my personal appearance.
have military air, and perhaps my dress
may be little more martial than exactly
BELTS a non .combatant. But the ladies
assure me that blue is becoming to my
complexion, and who will gainsay the
ladies'
have been strongly advised to enlist,
bui | am totally unfit for service. The
smell of gunpowder makes me faint, and
I never fingered gun but once in my
life, and was confined to my bed for a
fortnight afterward. Not exactly from
the effects Of the fright, but because the
confouuded fre.arm resented my awkward
handling, and kicked me go severely that
my right eye was in mourning for months,
and my nose was knockdd out of the per-
pendicular into the slantindicular.
arrived at PineYille rather late on
one Friday night, and it was ten miles
further on to my Aunt Nabby's rustic
cottage-towns have some extent of ter
rltory in Maine-I pot up at the Wash
ington House, a one horse affair 10 the
struggling village of Pineville.
| resioiered nv Dame-P. Sheridan
on the hotel book. My christian name
is Philcmetheus. but owing to the oddity
OF the title and the ominous length, |
rarely write it IN full.
| got some supper, and retired iume,
diately to my room. | had just fallen
asleep and was dreaming serenely of kiss
ing Matte Baker, my sweetheart for the
time, when I was aroused by great
commotion in the stree. beneath my
window.
Cries of-"We must see him." "Trot
him out % "Three cheers for the gal
lant Phil = rent the air.
I concluded some great character had
arrived in town. and iu my anxiety to
behold the curiosity with the rest, | for.
got my yellUw flannel night cap, and my
sparse toilet, and springiRg out of bed, |
threw up tho window and leaned out.
Just as | had got my eyes fixed on the
swaying crowd below, there was rap at
my door.
"Come in ~ cried I, fearing to answer
personally to the summons, lest should
miss my charce of seeing the celebrity.
The landlord and iandlady came in,
but the lady retreated instantly, and re-
mained gicgling outside the door.
my dear sir" said the landlord, ave
must 80 down. They won't 90 of till
they see We"
'They? who are they2"
"The people around here" said he,
at hain't often such an eztiuguished
character comes here, and faint no use
TO try to put 'em off.
81 am obliged to them-much obliged
10 them," said l, 'but really"
''Taint no use," said he, doggedly,
'you must go down or the Washington
House will go down. They're sure to
10 it !"
ooh, wcll," said I--"in that case 1
will 20 down, sarely"-aud began to
lress. In my hurry | knocked over the
candle, and was obliged to complete my
adornment In the dark. I got into my
partaloous with the bind part in front,
but there was no time to remedy the
error, as the voeiferous calls of the land
lord for me to hurry, assured me.
I few down the stairs two at time
stepped on my suspenders, went half way
iown, and was precipitated to the next
ioor, when | was brought up in the arms
If plump chambermaid, who was evil
lently waiting on purpose to catch me.
Before I could resist, she had planted
sounding smack on my blonde NOUS
ache and cried delightfully."- to her COM
,anions, "There I've kissed him first p
l mentally rejoiced that Matte Baker
vas not present, and resolved she should
rot know anything about it. Matte Is
ed haired, aud folks pretend to say that
The has temper.
freed myself from my saluting fe'
males and advanced to the door.
My appearance was greeted by yells
Ind shouts and cheers perfectly deafnlng'
Men, women and children to the number
If several scores, were congregated IN
'ront of the hotel, waving their hats and
laudkerchiefs, and hurrahiug.
"There he comes; that's him; three
lines three for conquering Sheridan J!
81 am obliged to you, ladies and gen.