Mexico weekly ledger., 1878-09-19
A LOVE PASSAGE CORRECTLY
REPORTED.
Buffalo Express.

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"And what, sir, shall we do with
the railroad presidents? !" said the
widow Butler, toying with her fan.
Hang 'em, madam, hang 'em!'
calculated Mr.. Kearney, with great
firmness.
"Oh, you naughty mani" return
ed. the widow, tapping Nj. Kearney
gently ON the shoulder. "You
frighten me. But what of the bond
holders?"
"By the Eternal" remarked Mr..
Kearney, jerking off his coat, ''they
must be hanged. Not a man ofthen
must be left to tell the tale. / would
like to insist that they also be drawn
and qusrtered but perhaps hanging
will be sufficiently severe for the
present"
"Sir, SIR" returned the widow, a
tear trembling in her best eye, "you
make me quite unhappy. Suppose
we talk of Tilden and Hayes"
"With regard to those base men,
Numbered Mr.. Kearney, slamming
his hat On the floor and tcrOciously
tramping upon it, II have but one
thing to say. They must be hanged,
and We cannot stop to erect a scat
fold, either. They must be strung
up to the nearest lamp post. Have
you any hemp about your
81 beg you not TO get excieed,"
said the widow, hastily. "Let us be
merciful, my friend. Dear, dear!
You are positively dreadful. In the
present state of my nerves L find it
quite impossible to sustain such ex-
element. Pray, sir, pass youi arm
about my waist. / think l am going
to faint. That is better. And Oh,
sir, what are you going to do with
Grant?
"Madam," returned Mr.. Kearney,
with q dreadful scOwl, at the same
time involuntary squeezing the wild
ow, 81 do not wish to injure your
nerves, but as true as the sun rises
| tomorrow that man must be hanged.
By the beard of the prophet! if no
body else will attend to it I'll do it
myself. Lend me your watch-chain.
I'll attend to it at once"
"Oh, sir, / beg of you do not dc
anything 80 dreadful" protested the
widow, throwing her arms about Mr..
Kearney's neck, the better to hold
him down. ~ wish you wouldn't
get SO excited. Can think of nc
subject which may be quietly dis.
cussed7 Come, now, my dear sir,
what do you think of the C~hinaman?''
''By all the Gods" shrieked MIR.
Kearney, jumping to his feet, at the
same time tearing out his hair bY the
handful. II cannot discuss thai
question with any patience. You
must excuse me, but / must exert
myself or go wild. We workingner
are determined that those working
men shall be brought to Judgment,
We propose to kill them, Madame
to kill them. We shall scatter theil
fostering carcasses all over the side
walk. We shall hang them by the
dozen, by the score, by the thousand
America can never be free until sh,
hangs every Chinaman within her do
main"
"Slr," pleaded the widow edo, dc
remain calm. Come, sir, come have
a pinch of snuff"
~ will not be calm!" responded
Mr.. Kearney, with great violence.
~ refuse to be calm as long rs thu
workingmen of the country are OPP
pressed and trOdden down. i dc
not want your old snuff. / wan
several yards of rope, madam-rope
Nothing but rope will satisfy the de
mands of my bleeding country.
bid you adue, madam, l 60 to fint
some rope"
The widow shrieked as he hastily
departed, calling out to him that SIN
really wanted to do some hangin,
herself, that they could act in con
junction in the business, etc. III
evidently would not, or at least di,
not hear her. "Impulsive creature
she said with n sigh. "He has de
serted me, but l feel in my heart Ia
will return. Meanwhile / know no
what to do. The hours seem lon,
without Dennis" Suddenly he
c%ountenance frightened. 81 hav
it, she said, removing her finger
from her lips and clapping her hand
joyfully. 81 need money. 1 shal
Immediately purchase all the hem
in the country, and SO establish
corner in hemp"