The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1875-03-05

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A Picture THAT MAY INTEREST oUn EMBBYo
STATESMEN.
Yesterday noon man about sixty-fve,
years of age came up staffs lnso the
local room of this paper, and ipquired :;
"Is this whar the LAgisiashar is p
"No, sir, replied the feporter ;;
" the Legislature is in session at Lam
sing"
"Way of there, eh p continued the
man, as he sat down, laid his cane
across the table, and took off his nit
tens.
Yes, trains run twice day. Pretty
good crowd out there by this time"
"I don't care about the crowd" said
the old man, ST want lava new
law !" ~
"Eh 2"
Yes, sir, l want a new law-suthin,
to protect old men like me-
'tWhat's the matter-how do you
want to he protected?"
"My names Horner," replied the
man, as he slowly .fumbled inside his
coat. My names Horner, and I'm an
old fooll What do you think did
three months ago? ?-Went and married
girl nineteen years old, and rcd
headed at that Yes, went and decided
her farm. and gin her six hundred
dollars cash and married her T.
And do you not live happy ?'
Happy! Young man, let me show
You suthin'-here, look at that Il"
And he unrslled~ piece of brown
paper and displayed handful of gray
hairs, some of which were bloodstained.
8 Pulled right out of my scalp only
three days ago !" he weht on. "And
see this ere leg |" ~~,a
He pulled up his spants and exhibited
black and blue spot just above the
shin.
"Struck there with flat-iron !" he
explained "meant to nit me on the
chist and kill me at once, but I lodged.
And see here r. s..s
He opened his coat and vest and re-
vealed the fact that he had no shirt on,
and consequently nothing on which to-
button collar:
"Tore it off n me two weeks ago ~
he whispered, "and she burned up my
other one. I've bin around this way
for fortnight, almost dying by
inches ~
'.Well, she must be regular Wild
cat" said the reporter.
Young man, if I war to sit here.
and tell ye how that woman conducts
herself ye'd have to hold yer ha'r-
down r. exclaimed the old man, striking
his leg. No one knows how she's
heaved fat-irons at me, hit me with
clubs, throwed water over me in bed,
pulled hair, jawed around and brought
my gray hairs in sorrow to the grave
Why, what do you think she called me
this very morning 2" M
"a cundurango, perhaps.
" Wuss'n that, boy-far. FAR wuss ).
she called me an apollo 2"
sc Possible /" -
eyes, she did Think of that, will
ye-think of man of my age, who has
always paid his debts and been honest,
bein' set down with pirateslss@
sc It's bad r sighed the reporter, as a
long pause ensued. ~
's It's awful - the awfulest kind of
awful r. replied Horner. eve got to-
stand it. but want law to protect
other old men. I want law to furbid
any man over sixty from marryin'
girl who isn't over twenty"
sc That might be a wise law.2
't can't go to Lansin'," he went on,
"but you kin help me. Put it in your
paper-git up an excitement. about it.
VIII you do this? Look at at me, boy
look me all over See how Fvesuffered +
See how hot my head is -
"Tn help you ALL cam
"Dol Write to him Write to him
five times day I'm goin' home to
meet her, and be pounded around and
sassed and jawed, but if know you're
gettin' law through, I'll go to the
grave feelin' good T.
And he put on his mittens, took up
his cane, and was one.-Detrott Free
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