The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1850-1873, 1873-06-13

e lips, inclosing an excellent set of teetI
even, white, and not indebted to tn
dentist. For the sake of those teeth h
Stunned acid wines, especially hook i
all its varieties, culinary sweets, an
hot drinks. He drank even his tea cold
"There are" he said, "two things i
life that sage must preserve at ever.
sacrifice, the coats of his stomach an,
the enamel of his teeth. Some evil
amid of consultations there are no com
forters for dyspepsia and toothache.
A man of letters, but o man of tn,
world, he had so cultivated his mind a.
both, that he was feared as the one, anC
liked as the other. As man of letters
he despised the world as man of the
world he despised letters. As the re
preventative of both, he revered himself
Without stopping to speak of Keneln
Chillingly's birth and education up tc
the age of 81, we will come to an ad-
venture of his when working as hay
| maker for a farmer to whom he was un-
| known, and when he was on a tour OF
adventure in rural England. The
farmer says to him -
! VILLAGE DUEL.
"POoh don't want to know more OF
a mans affairs than he thinks fit to tell
me. Stay and finish the hay-making.
And I say, Lad, I'm glad you don't
seem to care for the girls; for 1 saw a
very pretty one trying to firt with you,
and if you don't mind she'll bring you
| iuto trouble. In fact, Jessie Wiles-
| that's her name-is, | believe, very
! good girl, and everybody likes her
perhaps little too much; but then she
knows she's beauty, and does not OBJ
| ject to admiration.
"No woman ever does, whether she's
beauty or not. But don't understand
why Jessie Wiles should bring me into
trouble
Because there is q big hulking fel-
low who has gone half out of his wits
for her; and when he fancies he sees
any other chap too sweet on her he
thrashes him into a jelly. So, young
ster, you just keep your skin out of that
trap.
"Hem And what does the girl say
to those proofs of affection? Does she
like the man the better for thrashing
other admirers into ielly?"
"Poor child No; she hates the
very sight of him. But he swears she
shall marry nobody else, if he hangs for
it. And to tell you the truth, 1 suspect
that if Jessie does seem to trifie with
others little too lightly, it is to draw
away this bully's suspicion from the
only man I think she does care for,
poor, sickly young fellow who was
crippled by an accident, and whom Tom
Bowles could brain with his little fin
ger"
''This is really interesting" cried
Kano1Y,o cOpootbincr 1i1-a
citement. 81 should like to know this
terrible suitor."
"That's easy enough" said the far
mer, dryly. "You have only to take a
stroll with Jessie Wiles after sunset,
than you are likely to forget in
month"
"Thank you very much for your in
formation, " said Kenelm, in soft tonet
grateful but pensive. 81 hope to prof,
by it. "
KeneIm made no reply They both
walked on in silence, and had now
reached the centre of the village street,
when Jessie, looking up, uttered an
abrupt exclamation, gave an affrighted
start, and then came to a dead stop.
Kenelm's eye followed the direction of
hers, and saw, a few yards distance, at
the other side of the way, small, red
brick house, with thatched sheds ad-
Joining it, the whole standing in a wide
yard, over the gate of which leaned
man smoking a small cutty-pipe. cit
is Tom Bowles, whispered Jessie and
instinctively she twined her arm into
Kenelm's, then, as if on second thought,
withdrew it, and said, still in whisper,
$50 back now, sir, do"
"Not l. It is Tom Bowles whom /
want to know Hushi'
For here Tom Bowles had thrown
down his pipe, and was coming slowly
across the road toward them.
Kenelm eyed him with attention. A
singu!arly powerful man, not so tall as
Kenelm by some inches, but still above
the middle hight, herculean shoulders
and chest, the lower limbs not in equal
proportion-a sort of slouching, shamb-
ling gait. AS he advanced, the moon
light fell on his face it was handsome
one. He wore no hat, and his hair, of
light brown, curled close. His face
was fresh-colored, with aquiline fea-
lures his age apparently about six or
seven and twenty. Coming nearer and
nearer, whatever favorable impression
the first glance at his physiognomy
might have made on Kenelm was dis
dispelled, for the expression of his face
changed, and became fierce and lower
ing. Kenelmn was still walking on,
Jessie by his side, when Bowles rudely
thrust himself between them, and seiz-
ing the girls arm with one hand, he
turned his face full on Kenelm, with
menaneing wave of the other hand, and
said, in deep, hurley voice.
"Who be you ?"
"Iet go that young woman before /
tell you"
eff YOU weren't stranger, " answered
Bowles, seeming as if he tried to sup
press a rising fit of wrath, ''you'd be in
the kennel for them words. But
s'pose You don't know that I'm Tom
Bowles, and don't choose the girl I'm
after to keep company with any other
man. So you bA of. :"
"And / don't choose to allow any
other man to lay violent hands on any
girl walking by my side without telling
him that he's brute and that I only
wait till he has both his hands at liberty
to let him know that he has not a poor
cripple to deal with.
Tom Bowles could scarcely believe
his ears. Amaze swallowed up for the
moment every other sentiment. Me-
chanically he loosened his hold of
Jessie, who fled off like bird released.
But evidently she thought of her new
friends danger more than her own es-
cape; for, instead of sheltering herself
in her fathers cottage, she ran toward
group of laborers, who, near at hand,
had stopped lettering before the public
house, and returned with those allies
toward the spot in which she had left
the two men. She was very popular
with the villagers, who, strong in the
sense of numbers, overcame their awe
of Tom Bowles, and arrived at the place
half running, halle striding, in time,
they hoped, to interpose between his
terrible arm and the bones of the unof-
Tending stranger. Meanwhile Bowles,
having recovered his first astonishment,
and scarcely noticing Jessie's escape,
still left his right arm extended toward
the place she he'd vacated, and with a
quick back-stroke of the left leveled at