The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1875-03-25

moment were heard cries of "Prize-
fight" Murder p g Part 'em ,'' .. Give
it to him, little one p
Those who rushed to the quarter
whence the cries came saw slender man,
all bloody, and foaming like a wild beast,
madly beating and pounding a bic fell
low who was trying faithfully to shield
himself from the blows which were rain
ing down upon him. And before they
could be separated the slim student had
beaten Tom Creighton half to death.
6 "And good enough for him, too, ? said
everybody who saw the encounter. "But
who'd have thought that slim fellow
who wrote poetry could do it,"
It seems the two rivals had met some
where in the grove. Angry words had
passed between them, and at last Tom
Creighton, who seemed to be in constant
terror lest the other would 6 pitch into
him, . the boys said, suddenly drew his
pistol, without a moments warming, and
exclaiming, Don't you come near me p
fired at the slim student.
The blood streamed from the Young
mans arm, and he fell to the ground,
wounded and stunned. Tom Creighton
turned to run away, but he lad not
taken three steps before the slim student
who wrote poety was upon him. He
sprang up, covered with blood, and
leaped madly forward, with roar like a
lion.
"I'll beat your Internal head of, he
howled. "l'll kill you"
He was in a fair way to do it. too,
wounded though he was, when the camp
police appeared and arrested both the
young men in the name of the offended
majesty Of the law A wicked newspaper
said next day that the prize-fghters had
a larger and more enthusiastic audience
than the minister.
That evening this note was put into
the hands of naughty Alice Kildare, who
had caused all this trouble:
I" return you your troth. It is moth
ing to me now, because [ know it is
nothing to you. I know now, too, that
women are incapable of steady truth and
faithfulness. L suppose God made them
SO. But | do not know why it was or
dained that man shall pour out all his
soul, all his manhood and earthly hopes
at woman's feet, and for compensation
have only the satisfaction of knowing he
! is fool. / shall not return to college.
and you will not see me again. But [
hope you will always be happy"
Alice took the letter up stairs with her,
and cried all night over it. In the morn
ing she bathed her red eyes very care
fully, and looked at herself narrowly in
the glass as she combod out her dark
locks
And so I am to be an old maid for
all time" she said, very soberly.
Thatis the romance of one camp meet
ing. 94 *. u.n.
"Oh, botheration !" remarked Sam.
Sam Harrington before heaven, I
believe you are the LATEST, slovenliest,
crossest, uncivilizedest old bachelor
that ever vegetated outside of grizzly
bears hollow tree. | can hardly believe
you are my cousin any more, as think
of what you were fifteen years ago when
you visited us; and look at you now,
stout, chuffy, sloyenly, and rich, caring
for nothing on the earth or under the
heavens but your nasty pipe. An old
bachelor is disgrace to humanity, any
how. Sam Harrington [ say-for the
Lords sake, get up and put on a clean
shirt p
Sam grunted. The little woman poked
him theoretically in the ribs.
" Your duty to your health imperative
ly demands it, she said.
Sam groaned. The little lady pol1ed
him again.
by all the laws of reason and logic,
this duty is pressingly incumbent on
you. Allow me to put it to you in the
light of public duty which you owe to
your kind, as a member of civilized
community, and not a Hottentot or a
Red Indian. Moreover, I, your cousin,
implore you with tears in my eyes to
oblige me Immediately and go and
change your linen, and not disgrace me
before the world: There now is con-
sideration which ought to move heart
of stone"
Sam elevated his right foot across his
left knee, and regarded attentively a
hole i'll the toe of his ragged slipper.
"Oh, pshaw!" says he. "There is
no pest On earth equal to woman.
"And, besides that, society expects it
Of you,' continued the little woman,
pun ching him with great vigor.
He arose and slowly stretched himself.
Then he disappeared, and presently
came back, having reluctantly made the
required change of raiment. But the
wristbands were unbuttoned and the
collar and bosom terribly crumpled.
His cousin eyed him discontentedly.
''See the man now % she said. 'EAnd
that beautiful bosom, too, looks as if
you'd been rolling down somebody's
ehed-roof. I declare you're enough to
drive woman mad And you're going
to our camp meeting with us, too, and [
wanted SO much. to introduce you to
Widow"
"Drat all women !" said Sam, reflect
lively. "Drat all women-especially