The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1873-07-19
The Excursion and its SeUuel,-Tb

Landing to Havre de Grace and Port
Deposit, on Monday last, was a very pleas
ant trip. The day was fine, and though
sultry and warm on land, was famed by a
delightful breeze on the water. Every
thing was most propicious, for enjoyment,
had not crazy whisky entered the company
of pleasure seekers, and unclaimed the
devil. One of the excursionists was taken
possession of by this prime minister of his
Satanic Majesty. On the way home must
cal instruments valued at s145 were thrown
overboard-alas! We drums will thunder,
and trumpets blare no more, to disturb the
drowsy ear of Elkton; and we grieve to
repeat that the uncultivated taste of Elk
ton found it in its heart to rejoice over
such calamity to the "Cornet Band,
which nightly discoursed music from the
upper story of the Court House, without
money and without price. The loss of
that big bass drum is especially great
calamity, for when Spittle struck its
complaining head, the deep thunders of it's
sonorous voice, reverbel ated for many
miles round.
And that trombone whose honk, honk,
back of our garden, used to arouse us
every morning at five, we will hear no
more for ever. The genii of the deep
have ere this borne it to the caves of old
Neptune, where water imps now dance to
its sonorous notes.
But the leader of the "Cornet Band,
which Wilson disturbed the drowsy ear
&C." when the excursion was ended, and
the remnants of the broken Band had
reached home, determined to "make
night of it," and proceeded to take one of
his children from its bed and scourge it;
and to make things more lively, was pro-
ceeding to tear out the next neighbours
house, when a posse Of officers appeared,
and incontnently dragged this frelicksome
fellow to Jail, after disarming him of
revolver, which he tried in vain to draw
from his pocket.
On Tuesday afternoon there was a great
gathering at the Office of Squire Howard,
with the frolicksome band master in their
midst in charge of the officers, and half
dozed excited horn blowers preferring
charges against r. H. Bell, who had in
fit of innocent sport baited the fish of Elk
river with the choicest instruments of the
Elkton "Cornet Band and threatened to
double some of his musical brothers up
and stamp them into hogshead cheese.
The sober judge heard the case patiently,
adjusted his spectacles and asked for $500
bail for the prisoner future good behavior
and appearance at Court. But not man
of that unfceling crowd appeared to prof
fer the necessary bond, and the sheriff and
his deputies marched the prisoner off to
Jail. Bell is one of most Industrious men
and the best gardener in Elkton; and
it is misfortune that where SO many
loafers are scattered round tanning them
selves in the shade of the trees that one
of the few industrious men of the town
should be shut up in Jail. Mr.. Squire,
can't you substitute a pair of loafers and
let Bell out to attend to his garden? The
Band being broken up, and Alderman
Bennett abjures future excursions, We
apprehend that the peace of the town
would not be disturbed in future.
Before this dismal supplement to the
excursion was settled, Levi F. Boulder
marched up to Squire Browns Office and
made complaint against Morris Rutter,
whose shut fist Levi in his carelessness had
run against, and he prayed for warrant
to have the aforesaid fist abated as nuts.
ance. By the time the warrant was writ
ten and placed in the hands of officer
White, the late combatants had taken a
social glass together, and were embracing
each other in the most fraternal manner
on Jack Dunbar's pavement.
1t is a pity that what is called justice
has so little sentiment about it. Here
were two bosom friends, late enemies be-
tween whom one drink had healed every
difference and extingushed every spark of
resentment, who must be separated by a
stern dignitary of the law. And SO Officer
White brought Morris Rutter before
Squire Brown, charged with an attempt
to tap Lewis nose, and that unsentimental
Magistrate looking up from behind his
spectacles, asked the prisoner in a voice of
thunder if he had bail, to which stern re-
quest the prisoner replied in the most gen.
tie manner that he had not, whereupon the
cruel Justice wrote commitment and
handed it to the officer, who Immediately
formed procession for the Jail. And this
was the sequel to the excursion, SO hatter-
ingly noticed previously in The Wing.
Since the above has been in type Mr..
Bell has furnished til e required bail.