The Grange advance., 1873-11-12

circustances, made one leap to the bar
and let his broad hand live in the gray
curls of Mrs. Stro mquist.
Mrs. Stromquist, thinking that a
comb consisting of a sailors ten fingers,
was hardly proper for adjusting the hair
Of a genteel lady, thrust her long knife
through the right, arm Of the sailor,
causing the blood to stream over the bar
and the refreshments served thereon.
The Internal powers Of war and ven.
geance, were shaking their torches over
the: Blue Cloth"
The sailor was a accompanied by sever
al companions Mrs. Stronlquist had
still more friends, who, to win her favor
and prepare for themselves a boundless
room in her heart and on the black
board, were prepared to fight and die
for her. Some one, perhaps hoping to
reach the blackboard during the tumult
and confusion, in order to scratch out
his name and thus, unassumingly
enough, deprive the same of immortal
ity.
Tables and chairs we're overthrown;
glasses and plates were broken in
thousand pieces against the floor, oaths
and blows were given and returned.
The three guests, who saw and heard
from the inner room this violent and
bloody scene, were preparing to enter
the bar-room, either to quiet the dis
turbance or to reach the street, if not
successful, when the door Of the bar
room was violently thrown open, and
policemen rushed in from the street.
followed by several soldiers Of the City
guard with drawn sabres.
This arrival far from Stopping the
affray, gave the same addeN fAry,. be-
cause both parties. who w6Fe dbereby
alike unpleasantly disturbed IN tpe in
nocent pleasure Of pommellin3 one an
other, turned now with one mind against
the conservators Of the public order
and safety, whereby the battle naturally
assumed grander character.
Mrs. Stromquist having the knife in
the right hand and the candlestick in
the left, retreated behind the bar calling
'the heavens and hell to witness the brok-
en- plates and glasses which formed
high pedestal under the feet Of the
war-goddess. From the bottles and
proclaim mugs of the capacious shelves
ran spring-brooks. of ale and whiskey
All the horrors Of war seemed this
evening to have met within the old
draperies Of the = Blue Cloth"
During this tumult in the outer
room, the three guests Of the inner
room were in great perplexity. jaeger
and Dahl dreaded very much being in
way mixed in an affair which might
occasion su mmons before the Royal
Police Chamber, as it would be uncer-
tain whether the aforesaid authority
would take their praise-worthy love for
the life Of the common people, as rea-
son for their being in a place Of so bad
repute, especially as they had just been
the heroes Of like game themselves.
The Iron Carrier stood with his arms
across his breast, regarding with smiles
his comrades in misfortune.
"Can't we get out through this win
dow" cried Dahl, beginning to exam
inc the same, which however was found
so narrow that even if the head
could by*good fortune be forced out,
the rest Of the body would certainly
have to stay within, which would be
very unsatisfactory situation.
What in the name of - are we
going to do to get out of this den ?
finally asked jaeger losing his patience
and looking uneasily at the Iron Car
rier.
"All we'll" answered the 1roo-Car-
rier," | don't suppose it is worse for
you iOurneYmen to- stand before POM