The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1875-06-10
thursday, JUNE 10, 1875.

him, so he concluded to walk out and
view the village by moonlight
He had hardly stepped into the entry.
and before he could close the door, ere
he heard voice inquire:
"Who is that gentleman
"His name is Blumble; he's from Bos-
ton" replied the landlord.
"Blumble, from Boston," chimed in
third voice, and then added, "You don't
say sop' followed by long, low whistle
of astonishment.
Blumble stepped off the piazza and
walked up the village street. He had
scarce walked twenty yards before he
was aware of being followed. Giving the
matter but little thought, however, he
turned from the road into pleasant lane
that wended its way toward some half
dozen farm houses, until he came to q
rustic seat, upon which he threw him
self, and was soon oblivious to all the
world excepting the business affairs of
Hood, Silver & Blumble.
He sat until the cigar was consumed.
when he was aroused to the world around
him by the village clock striking out ten.
Buttoning his coat closely around him,
he hurried down the lane toward the ho-
tel. As he turned from the lane into the
great road, he was suddenly and not very
softly seized by the throat, by the shoul-
ders, and by the coat-tails by at least
dozen hands. He was rather too much
surprised to speak, even if he had
chance to; the hands so closely clinched
around his throat would have prevented
his speaking if he had not been so great
ly surprised. AS he could not speak, he
listened very patiently to some half doz-
en- eXclamations of:
NOW we've got your
Something desperate must be done; so
Blumble struck the fellow that held him
by the throat full in the face, knocking
him down, and then cried out as though
he expected that this would be the last
chance he would be the last chance he
would ever have to speak:
What in the deuce are you about?''
The striking question had a miracu-
lous effect upon the numerous hands dis
tributed about his person, and Blumble
was free He waited a few moments to
regain his BREATH then, looking around
him, asked, very energetically:
What does all this mean?'
! at means that if you don't promise to
leave town and not go to see Mary Gay
again, we'll just hide you, and then ride
you out of town on rail, said the young
man. the recipient of the blow, who had
regained his feet
)
not understand what you mean" re-
marked Blumble, considerably mystified.
"Well, sir" interrupted another voice,
"we mean that you've come here from
Boston to court Mary Gay, and you mean
to cut out Billy Higdy here Now, if
you don't give up Mary and leave town
tomorrow night, Wen pitch you into the
mill pond"
Hold on moment" said Blumble;
"I think you have got hold of the wrong
person, as l have not the acquaintance of
Miss Gay, nor, in fact, of any other lady
in this place. But want you to under
stand one thing distinctly, and that is, |
shall not leave town until l get ready.
Something about BUNDLES manner
seemed to convince the young men that
he was in earnest, for they uttered vari-
Gus expressions, such as;
That's a likely storyI' Hes gass
ingl" II don't believe that!' etc.
Men invariably express doubts when
being convinced of something they had
rather not believe.
For few miutes the whole party re-
mained in silence; then one of the young
denizens of P broke the spell by asking
"Ain't your name BlumbleY'
Eyes, sir.
"And you are from Boston?
tY es, sir.
"And you don't know Mary Gay?"
"No, sir"
"Well, that's strangel She said his
name was Blumble, and that's your
name; he belongs to Boston, and SO do
you; and you've been right up by her
>. house, and we believe you've been there
to see her. Don't we, Bill?'
Eyes, we do" replied Higdy.
"Well, said Blumble, "if you don't be-
lieve me- go ask the young lady herself"
This proposition was met with approx
al by the whole party; so Blumble start
ed back up the lane, accompanied by a
| large escort before, behind, and on each
side of him. They fled into the yard,
and crowded on to the steps of neat
looking farm house, and Higdy knocked
at the door. In few moments one of
the chamber windows was opened, and
protruding head asked: g.
"Who's thereY'
"Come to the door minute, squire,
will your" asked Bill.
"Why, what do you want? inquired
the voice in the chamber window above.
1--WE want to see Mary minute" re-
piled a voice from the crowd below.
"Why, she has been a-bed these two
hours. Is it anything Important
"Yes; we want to see her just min
ute"
"Well, I'll speak to her"
In few minutes Mary appeared at the
door She was very good-looking not
withstanding her being called out of bed
at such an unreasonable hour-and so
thought Blumble.
For some moments the whole company
remained speechless. At last Blumble,
tiring of his conspicuous situation, and
nothing to say" spirit of the party, broke
the silence by asking the young lady if
she thought she had ever seen him be-
fore.
mot that l remember of" she replied.
II only asked you to satisfy these
young men" said Blumble.
Then, he amt your city beauY' asked
Higdy.
"NoI' as short as though it had been
but one letter.
Then, we are mistaken" said voice
in the yard, and two or three of the party
slid out at the gate.
81 am very sorry that I have been the
indirect cause of this annoyance to you;
but it is no fault of mine This gentle
man., pointing to Higdy, land his party
siezed me and would not allow me to
proceed to my hotel until l had proved
to them that had not been visiting you.
l must now leave them with you to make
their own explanations, and bid you good
evening"
Good evening"" said the young lady,
in very sweet voice.
Somehow Blumble didn't sleep very
sound that night; he was in q very
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