Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1877-11-08
A Trick ci the Bobollnk Boys.

Last rnoop the etev-
en- BobolInk boys surrounded and
caught an enormous, wicked look
ing goat, Of the masculine gender,
turned him loose in Bnrdock's gar
den, nailed up the gate and then
went home and flattened their elev-
en little noses against the back win
dow TO await for coming events.
Before his goatship had spent
three minutes In the garden, he had
managed to make himself perfect
ly mt home, pulled down the clothes
line and devnured two lace collars,
m pair OF under sleeves and strip
ed stocking belonging to Mrs. b.
and was busily engaged sampling
one of Burdock's shirts when the
servant girl came rushing out with
basket of clothes to hang up.
"The saints preserve us ~ she ex-
claimed, coming to q full halt and
gazing open-mouthed at the goat,
who was calmly munching away at
the shirt.
''Shew, shew, there" screamed
the girl, setting down the basket,
taking her shirts in her hand anc
shaking them violently toward the
intruder.
TlAn the goat, who evidently con-
sidered her movements in the light
cf a challenge, suddenly dropped his
wicked old head and darted at her
with the fore. OF u locomotive, and
inst one minute later by the clock,
that girl had tum bltd back somer-
sault over the clothes Basket and
was crawling away on her hands
and knees in search of place to
die, accompanied by the goat. who
was beating on the hustle ground
every third second.
IL is probable he would have kept
On hntting her for the next two
weeks If Mrs. Burdock, who had
been witne IS of the unfortunate af-
fair. had no armt d herself with the
family poker and hurried TO the res
cue.
"Merciful goodness, Annie, do
get up on your feet 7" sNe exclatm-
cd, aiming a murderous blow at the
beasts head, and missing it by
few of the shortest kind Of inches.
It was not repeated owing to the
Rost suddenly rising up on his hind
feet, waltzing towardsher aud strik
ing her In the small Of the back.
hard enough TO loosen her finger
nails, and de stroy her faith In a
glorious Immortality.
When Mrs. B returned 70 con-
scIousness, she crawled out from be-
hind the grindstone where she had
been tossed, aud made for the house.
stopping only once, when the goat
came after and butted her head 6rst
into the grape arbor.
Once inside the house the door
was locked and the unfortunates
sought the solitude of their OWL
rooms, and such comfort as they
could extract from rubbing and
growing. while tn goat wandered
around the gar den like Satan in the
Book Of job, SO eking what he cnuld
devour, and the eleven little Bobo.
link boys fai rly hugged themselves
with plcasu re over the perfol
BY the time Buldock returned
home that ev ening and learned all
the particu lars from bis arnica-
soaked wife, the goat bad eaten
nearly all the weeks washing. half
the grapevine, and one side of the
clothes basket.
"Why in the thunder didn't you
put him out, aAd not leave him there
20 destroy every thing ?" he de-
manded angrily.
Because he wouldn't 60, and |
was not going to stay there and he
killed, that's why" answered his
wife excitedly.
"Wonldn It fiddlesticks - he ex-
claimed, making for the garden, fol
lowed by the entire family.
Get out of here, you thief" he
exclaimed, as be came into the gar
den and eau ght sight of the shaggy
and highly perfumed visitor.
The goat bit OF another month
fni OK the basket and regarded linn
with mischieyous twinkle of his
eyes.
lyon won't go, hey ?'' exclaimed
Burdock, trying to kick a hole in
the enemy's ribs. "I'll show y
Wheth--"
The sentence was left unfinished.
as the goat Just then dropped his
head on Burdnck's shirt bosom. and
before he could reeo7er his equillbri-
um he had been butted seven times
in seven fresh spots and was down
on his knees and crawling around
Ia "A varv ,ndoriffed rnannar En-