Fayette County herald. [volume] (Washington [Washington Court House], Fayette County, O. [Ohio]) 1860-1???, 1875-01-28
From the Detroit Free Press
LOOKING FOR THE LEGIs.
LATURE.
A Picture that May Interest o,ty
Embryo Statesmen

Yesterday noon a man about sixtv-
five years of age came up stairs into
the local room of this paper, and in.
quired:
is this whar the Legislashur is p
No, SIR replied the reporter; sthe
Legislature is in session at lansing
| Way off there, eh 2 continued the
man, as he sat down, laid his cane
across the table and toek off his NIT.
tents.
Yes; trains run twice day. Pretty
good crowd out there by this time
4 don't care about the crowd said
the old man, 4 want a lava new
laWn
'Eh?'
yes, sir, 1 want a new law-sun..
thin to purtect old men like me-
whats the matter-how do you
want to be protected?' p
My names Horner,' replied the
man, as he slowly fumbled inside
his coat. My names Horner, and
I'm an old fool! What do you think
did three months ago? Went and
married girl nineteen years old, and
red headed at that! Yes, went and
decided her farm, and gin her six
hundred dollars cash and married
herr
'And you do not live happy?'
Happy Young man, let me show
you sunthin'-here, look at that!'
And he unrolled a piece of brown
paper and displayed handful of gray
hairs, some of which were blood
stained
Pulled right out of my scalp only
three days ago!' he went on, And
see this ere leg!'
He pulled up his pants and exhibit
ed black and blue spot just above
the shin.
Struck there with a 1atiron!' he
explained; meant to hit me in the
chist and kill me to once, but lodged.
And see herer
vealed the fact that he had no shirt
on,and consequently nothing on which
to button a collar.
Tore it off n me two weeks agef
he whispered, sand she burned up my
other one.- I've been around this way
for a fortnight, almost dying by
! inches
We'll, she must be a regular wild
cat,' said the reporter.
Young man, if war to sit here
and tell you how that woman conducts
herself ye'd have to hold your ha'r
DOWN. exclaimed the old man, strik-
ing his leg No one knows how she's
heaved f1atirons at me, hit me with
clubs, thrsWed water over me in bed,
pulled ha'r, jawed round and brought
my gray hairs in sorrow to the gravel
Why, what do you think she called
me this very morning!'
"A cundurango, perhaps
'Wuss'n that, boy-far, far wuss-
she called me an ApoHoP
Possible?
Yes she did! Think of that, will
ye-think of man of my age, who
he's always paid his debts and been
honest, bein' set down with pirates ?
It's bad = sighed the reporter, as
long pause ensued.
Its aWful-the awfulest kind of
awful 2 replied Horner. 'I'Ve got to
stand it, but I want a law to protect
other old men. 1 want a law to for
bid any man over sixty from marryin'
a girl who isn't over twenty
That might be wise law
4 can't go to Lansin',' he went on,
'but you kin help me. Put it in your
paper-git up an excitement about it.
Will you do this Look at me, boy
look me all over! See how I've suf-
fered! See how hot my head is =
'I'll help you all / can
DO! Write to him! Write to him
five times day! Pm goin' hum to
meet her, and be pounded around and
sassed and jaWed, but if l know you're
gettin'n law through, I'll go to the
grave feelin' good!
And he put on his mittens, took up
his cane, and was gone.