St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-02-25
THE GAMBoLs OF A GOAT.
His Attack Upon a Lady's Bustle
and Its Consequences.
New York Times.

New York Times.
William Bresford is of patrician pa
rentage, but he is the terror OF Eigh-
teenth street, and the manner in which
he uses that more or less important
street for his own delectation and
am usement is matter of local indig-
nation. There have been ali sorts of
attacks upon him, politically and in
dividually, but thus far he has held I'M
disputed sway over the destinies of the
children and the nurse girls of the 10.
cality. Personally William cares moth
ing for men, but for the fair sex he has
a fondneSS which is exceedingly de-
mOrallZIng even to reSpectabie-lOOking
elderly goat.
A few days ago, however, William
Bresford surpassed himself, and now
his days and the wickedness thereof are
numbered. As William was gambollng
near the Eighteenth street station of
the Sixth Avenue Elevated railway,
trim-loOking little lady with a pro-
nounced appendage beneath the skirts
of her walking jacket tripped along.
Unknown to her, but observed by the
speculative William, was a string which
hung from this and was easily discerned
upon her dark dress. William gazed
upOIi IL d inOHltLG, anu Ilttf. CIOSlliS HIS
right eye with power of meaning,
trotted after the fair pedestrian. She
saw him coming, and with that inherent
terror of goats and mice which all
women have, uttered a little shrek
of terror and made rapid time for
the stairway. William, too, quickened
his pace, and being the more collected
of the two distri buted his forces to so
good purpose that he overlook the
fugitive, and after rapping her once
with his horns made nip at the Tempt
ing piece of string.
By some ill-fortune William caught it
and gave it vicious yank, which, ter
rible to relate, unlOoseued some portion
of the costume which was made up of
newspapers. When the lady felt her
loss she uttered heartrending cry for
help, and took a seat upon the steps of
the railway stairway. William, how
ever, had secured his prize, and away
he ran toward Fifth avenue with the
bundle Of newspapers in his mouth. A
policeman saw the occurrence and gave
chase. but near st. AIMS church Will
lam, approaching the degradation of be-
ing chased, turned suddenly and caught
the policeman full upon the clasp of his
club belt. Down went the officer, and
back went William to the scene of
Dub utIC
an enraged wOman-more terrible than
the whole of Supt. Murray's force. The
original loser of the newspapers, for
getting her fright, attacked William,
clutched him by the horns and wrenched
the precious bundle, with its append
ing string, from his teeth. Another
cry, but this time of triumph, and she
sped up the railway stairway two steps
at time. She had saved one of the
most important bas reliefS of her deco
ration. But Williams attention was
distracted by disconcerting rap upon
his rump. and there stood his uniformed
enemy, declaring: I'VE horned son av
the ould divil, if me pants warn't dusty
I'd lick the head off yeesi"
William bowed his head again in a
suggestive way and the officer of the
law disappeared. William making his
way leisurely to the stable where he
lives. and where hereafter he will re-
main in guarded seclusion. His owner
says he will discipline him.