Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1891-06-22
A WILD WOMAN.
SEE USES HER UMBRELLA WITH A GREAT
DEAL Oh VlG0R.
Mr. Luoion Whiting Fla,s Before hrs. Hassett'
She Says He Had Been Saving Something
Absu! Her-He Says lie Doesn't Know
Why 10 was Hit.

the other -. The elder carried al um-
brella, and both seemed to be expecting
some one. Besides these there were
only two men on the wharf. The
steamer Minnie Cornell leaves that
wharf every morning at o'clock Tor
New York, and the passengers rarely
arrive before Gas. Shortly after G:30
a small, wiry man, Of, say, So years,
walked down the street to the wharf
The younger of the women saw him
first.
s.Hero he comes" she said to her com
paniOn.
Both women went to the middle Of the
wharf. They met the man there.
Are you Mr.. Whiting?" said the ell
der.
The man, who had been walking with
his head down, looked up. When he
saw the women he started back in sur
prise.
''No, ma'am," he replied, when he
had recovered himself.
eyes; he is, Anna" broke in the
Younger woman. "He's odd Whitley.
That's the man."
Before the man had time to say any
thing the elder woman brought her UNI
brella down on his head with all her
strength.
Take that, you nasty old thing" she
almost shrieked, land that, and that,
and that"
With every "that' down came the
umbrella. After receiving three or
four good cracks the man turned and
started to run. Lifting her skirts a bit
in front with her left hand, the umbrella
wielder flew after him, and showered
blow after blow on his head and Shout
ders.
"You will talk about me, will you?"
she asked frequently, but the man
didn't stop TO answer.
When the younger woman found her
self alone she started after the pursued
and the pursuer. The lively scene eX-
cited her and she screamed to the other
woman, "Give il TO him, Anna!" 4 good
many times. Anna did give ii to him in
great style. For about fifty yards the
race continued. Then the womau's
strength gave out, and, after parting
whack or two, she stood still, dropped
the truSty umbrella, and put her hands
OF her breast. All this took place very
quickly, and the man was fast widening
the distance between himself and his
breathless chaStiser before the few peo-
pie on the wharf knew what it was oil
about.
Hell never talk about me again, the
old wretch" gasped Anna, as the two
walked back slowly 10 the end OF the
wharf. Il wish / had something bet
ter than the umbrella. If he comes on
the boat I'll give it to him again"
Shortly after this incident the Key
porters bound for New York began 10
arrive. The two women went on the
Minnie Cornell with the crowd.
Not long after the Cornell drew away
a few Keyporters began to tell one an
other that Anna Mitchell whipped
old Whitley" 1t wasn't until yester-
day, though, that every one in the town
got to talking about it.
The woman was the wife OF Peter =.
Hassett, Washington Market butcher,
who lives in South Brooklyn. Her
father. Samuel Mitchell, lives in that
part OF Keyport called Browns Point
and she was reared there.
Every one in Keyport calls her Annie
Mitchell. She hadn't been il keyport
for almost year before last Sunday,
when she wens there from Brooklyn 10
visit her parents. She remained until
Wednesday morning. when she made SO
exciting an exit The young woman
whose earnest give-it-to-himS contribu-
ted to the lvelness of the scene was
her sister Sarah.
Mrs Hassett was married several
years ago to MIR. Raymond, New
York scenic artist. from whom she OBJ
tanned divorce about yearago on the
ground of his infdelity. When the pa
uers ia the case were served on Ray
mond IN Sing Sing, where he was said
10 be living with another woman. lie
unsucceSstully attempted TO kill him
SELF. Last December she and Mr.. Has
Sett were married.
The man whose head Mrs. Hassett
hit was Lucien Whiting. lie is rich
and is one Of Keyport's characters If
YOU ask q man in keyport for Mr.. Whit
ing he'll tell you he doesn't know any
ono Of that name. When you're about
to try some one else he'll smile and say:
ION. guess it's old Whitley You want.
Yes. by gosh, his name is Whiting. we
ali call him Whitley, you see, and often
forget mis- right name"
Mr.. Whiting may be classed as pro-
duce merchant. For years be has been
travelling almost daily between Key
port and New York lie raises fowls
and sells them and eggs and other
things in Washington Market. lie
didn't 90 on the boat Wednesday morn
ing. He was missed Thursday morning
and yesterday morning too. He lives
in Church street, near Cross street, in
Newport. To a reporters inquiries
Is TO whether he was M
Whiting he said the reporter
was in the wrong place. Then
he admitted he was Mr.. Whiting, but
said no one had hit him with an UNI
brela. He didn't know Mrs. HaSsett,
and he was willing 10 swear he had
never met Anna Mitchell Finally. he
admitted that be had been umbrellaed
THE woman came up 10 me on the
wharf" said he, land asked il I was
Mr.. Whiting. I said I wasn't, because
l didn't want TO have any trouble /
don't know why I should have been
hit"
When asked why he thought there
was going TO be trouble II he didn't
know Mrs Hassett, he looked puzzled
and said nothing.
People in Keyport are acquainted
with Mr. Whiting. and every member
of tho Mitchell family told the reporter
that the old man did know Mrs. Has
sett. These people were reminded that
IL seems strange il Mrs. Hassett knew