The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1879-09-20

wnom ne kissed TO make sure, spilling
some of the milk she carried
which he stayed to toss her a shilling
for; then a young man with his sleeI
corpulent mamma, who considered her
self insulted, while her son pulled ex
citedly at few straw hairs, Careful,
designated by their owner a moustache)
and fitted an eyeglass into his eye to sec
who it was, turning afterwards to his af
fronted parent, and remarking, Vewy
stwangep
Then he CHANGED upon a sour, angu
lar-looking spinster, who had never beer
kissed before in her life, and rather
liked it, but managed to get her open
hand sharply on his ears nevertheless
and then, heartily enjoying the fun, and
taking by surprise--or, giving rather
what he wanted, without word or com.
ment, he came upon show that caused
him much CONSERVATION.
There, filing out of the Institute"
came in pairs, three, and little knots, the
good, frequently venerable, but always
ugly, widows and spinsters Of Slumber-
well. 1t was a terrible sight to him. and
he groaned but looking over the way and
his two followers, he neryed himself and
sped forward.
After all" he argued they're all
old, and can't show fight or run. 1t only
wants cheek"
Down on the first batch. One after
the other he caught them dexterously by
the shoulders, and pumped them one
anywhere Still on he urged, not miss
ing any, first making pounce against
the wall; then, with bound, across the
path into the road, and on to one whose
old legs were warily trying to dodge him
and now, two at a time, with an arm
round each neck. 1t was for all the
world like big fox among huge flock
of geese; such cackling, such a Kissing,
such hubbub was never heard before.
He had only another twenty yards
further to go. But they kept pressing
up in front of him, and closing all round
him; he was getting bewildered as to
which he had kissed. Things were be-
coming seriousl He could hear two fits
of sustained laughter, convulsing two
male somebodies over the road. He
wouldn't give inl He made dash at a
big, bony woman!
Scra-ashp and there was a long,
smarting scratch down his face.
Would we, nowT inquired Dame
Scaremale, trying TO repeat the applica-
ton, as he backed away from her.
A dozen hands were uplifted now,
each garnished with formidable-looking
nails, and he was getting hemned in.
He wasn't beaten yet, with that laughter
ringing in his ears; but plunged and
bounced, till suddenly little old
woman, with very large head, in a
very large bonnet, sprang forward with
shrill shrek, and locked pair of long
1.-THE arms round his neck with the grip
of Gorgon, if the ancient supposition
was that their grips were throttling. 1t
was no use; down he went!
Then rose the cry, "To the pump
Put him under the pump"
Half dragged, half carried, in the
midst of the petticoat mob; the little
old woman, looking like the antiquated
witch of fairy-lore, and Dame Scare
male, being the prime movers.
Appealing vainly for rescue and as
sistance, he was ANONYMOUSLY placed
under the pump, and not till he was
drenched and half drowned did they all
scamper off, and leave him to his bitter
reflections, and two friends.
That evening there was a supper at
the Bears Head" to which some dozen
nearly were seated. Waggers STOOD
it, having been declared the winner of
the bet.
Harry Daunton had been duly chafled
and laughed at, and having somewhat
recovered his temper-though not his
whole skin consented to act as vice, u
while Mr., wilkins took the "upper
end"
81 say, Daunton," exclaimed the
president, wasn't that big woman a
Tartar? Let's drink to her"
"By Jove, Wilkins it's all very well
to laugh; wish you'd been there"
So | was; but could hardly see fol
laughing"
"That big woman" put in Waggers
lis Dame Scaremale, supposed to be the
strongest woman in Slumberwell,
though she is turned sixty"
{" No she isn't, then! I'd like to
know who that little old woman, with
the big head was? Cad! if ever ]
meet her alone, not all the chivalry
in male human nature shall save her
shrivelled old carcassp
There was a giggle behind his chair.
He turned, but only saw Perks.
What are you making that noise
for?' he queried.
A roar went up around the table.
Well, don't see what you're all
laughing at" he said, returning to his
supper
1t was turning out time" again be-
tore they departed, very jovial and
lolicking. Neither Messrs. Daunton nor
Waggers could have identified, with
any degree of certainty, which was the
little old woman, and which big Dame
Scaremale, in their then happy frame of
mind
The Detroit Free Press says; "Keep
Young man in chase of a girl and he