South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1875-02-26
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Yesterday noon man about sixty
i've years of age came up stairs into the
local room of this paper, and inquired
lis this whar the Legislature is?'
mo. sir, replied the reporter the
Legislature is in session Mt lansing"
Way of there, eh," continued the
man, rs he sat down, laid his cane across
the table. and took Off his mittens.
Yes; trains run twice a day. Pretty
good crowd out there by this time.
Il don't care about the crowd said
the old man, | want n lava new law |!
Eth?
Yes, sir | want new law-sumthin,
to putteot old men like me.
What's the matter-how do you want
TO be protected!
My names Ilorner, replied the man,
rs he slowly fumbled inside his coat
My name llorner, and I'm an old fool I,
What do you think | did three months
ago? Went and married girl nineteen
years old, and red.head at that Yes.
went and decided her farm, and gin her
5000 cash and married her !"
And you do not live happy?
Happy! Young man let me show you
sumthin'-here look at that
And he unrolled piece of brown pa
per and displayed handful of gray hairs,
some of which were bloodstained.
Pulled right out of my scalp only
three days ago lie went on. And see
this ere legr
lie pulled up his pants and exhibited
black and blue spot just above the shin.
Struck there with n flat-iron. he ex-
planned meant to hit me in the chest
and kill me to once, but lodged. And,
see here -
lie opened his coat and vest and re.
vealcd the fact that he had no shirt on.
and consequently nothing on which to
button n collar.
Tore it ofl-n me two weeks ago lac
whispered, and she burned up my other
one. I've been around this way for q
fortn'gt, almost doing by inches
well, she must be regular wildcat
said the reporter.
Young man, if / were to sit here and
tell we how that woman conducts herself
ye'd have to hold yer hair down ex
claimed the old man striking his leg
No one knows how she's heaved fiat
irons Mt me, hit me with llubs, throwed
water over me in bed, pulled hair, .jawed
around and brought my gray hairs in sor
row TO the grave Why. what do yor
think she called me this very morning;
A cundurango, perhaps.
Wuss'n that, boy-far, far wus; she
called me an ApOloi
Yes she did I, Think Of that. will We
think Of n man of my age, who has al
ways paid his debts. and been honest
beil.' set down with the pirates
It's bad sighed the reporter, as :
long pause ensued.
It's awful-the awfulest kind of aw
ful ! replied IIorner. I've got to stanc
it, but ! want law to protect other ole
men. / want law to forbid any MAJ
over sixty from marryin' girl who ism
over twenty.
That might be a wise law,
| can't 90 to Lansin. he went on. bur
you kin help me, Put in your paper
git up an excitement about it. Will vol
do this? Look at me, boy-look me al
over See how have suffered See how
hot my head is
I'll help you all / can.
Do Write to him Write TO hin
five times a day I'm goin' hum tc
meet her, and be pounded around and
sassed and jawed, but if know You are
gettin' awthrough, I'll go to the grave
feelin' good
And he put on his mittens. took IN
his cane, and was gone.-DetroH FTe,
Press.
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