Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1876-10-04
A Woman's Wit.

gentleman not unconnected with the
Boston press was in st. Louis recently, and
while here confded TO friend the details
of an adventure in a Boston hotel, so re-
markable as 10 deserve line in print. The
story is brief, but with an immense moral, as
showing how in some things lovely women
will always come TO the relief of a sister in
distress to outwit the tyrant man. The
journalist above referred to, stopping at the
hotel-a private one, where the guests were
accustomed to the entire freedom of the
house-felt late one night the imperative ne
cessity of eating some fruit before retiring.
IL was too late to send out to buy any he
did not want to arouse the servants of the
the house at so late an hour, and yet fruit
or preserves, or something toothsome of the
kind, seemed to him a personal necessity.
lie knew where the store-room was, knew
that the door was left open, and finally re-
solved to go down quietly and prig enough
sweetmeats to satisfy his need No sooner
was the thought conceived than acted upon,
and within five minutes he was in the store
room hooking preserves out of jar, and
enjoying himself immensely in satisfying
the craving which had come upon him.
In few minutes the enjoyment of the
man at the preserves was complete. Then he
was startled by light, swift step in the hall
the door opened suddenly, and some one
bounded in with such suddenness as, coming
squarely against the form of the midnight
raider, TO knock him half way across the
room and fairly off his feet. Leaping up at
once, he closed with his unconscious assail-
ant to be startled by subdued shrek and
to find that he had captured a woman
Further, and more terrible still, he discov-
cred that the plump form of the lady who
had wanted something TO eat as well as he,
was clad only in a night-dress. Still, though
irving the occasion was one not of unmixed
horror by any means, and in moment the
gentleman's nerve retuned and his curiosity
rose to fever heat.
"Who is this 2" he demanded of the plump
| figure in his arms. No answer.
Who is it ?" he repeated. You'll not
| get out of this until you tell" Still no an
swer, but a struggle in the darkness, the
plump figure trying hard to get away.
Again the query was repeated, with equal
lack of response, but this time a resoundng
slap in the face from hand that was doubt
less pretty, but which hit with decided force,
was the reward of the questioner.
He was put on his mettle at once. You
think you'll get off unknown Wen see
about that 70 he exclaimed. "I've device
that'll work, think" and then, after a ST.
lent and determined struggle, he caught a
little bit of the lady's right cheek between
his teeth and bit it-not badly, so as to
break the velvety skin, but sufficiently hard
TO leave mark which he knew could not
disappear for day or two. Then he re-
leased his unknown prisoner, and she He'd
like the wind along the passage, disappear
ing in some room impossible to locate in the
darkness.
tI,. With n
mystery to solve came down TO breakfast
early No ladies had yet appeared, but at
his table were one or two intimate male
friends, and 10 them he confided the story
of his adventure in the night, relating also
the means be had taken TO secure the iden-
tifcation Of the unknown lady. The most
intense curiosity at once prevailed at the
! table, and the advent of the ladies was
awaited with an impatience scarcely to be
controlled. Five minutes later the door
opened, and the belle OF the hotel entered de-
murely, glided across the room and seated
herself for breakfast Eager eyes followed
her, and, as her face was fairly exposed,
there was sensation among the gentlemen.
Upon her right cheek was a strip OF court
plaster an inch long The excited men ex-
changed glanees and whispers and smiles.
The mystery was solved early. But just
: then another lady entered this time a digni-
fled matron. As she seated herself, there
was disclosed upon her right cheek piece
OF court-plaster identical in appearance with
that upon the face of the belle Another
and another lady entered. Upon the right
cheek of every one of them appeared piece
of court-plaster. The tables filled up, and
not a lady at one OF them but wore court
plaster on the right cheek And then the
gentlemen looking confidently for a revela-
ton wilted. They comprehended the situa-
ton. The lady who had been captured in
the night had confded her extremity TO her
friends, and they had come to the rescue TO
outwt male humanity. They had sue
ceeded, too. The discounted men at that
particular table knew that beneath one of
the many pieces OF court-plaster in the room
were hidden the marks of teeth, but which
was the identical piece of courtplaster, they
could not tell And they never learned
st. Louis Republican.