Morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven [Conn.]) 1848-1894, 1891-10-09
THOROUGHLY SATISFIED.

Experiences of MIR. Finkenbinder as
His Wife's Champion.
"Lem, that man in there stepped on my
dress and tore it"
"What man."
"The man with the goggles on. He's
holding onto the strap. When the car
stopped l started to come out, and he put
his great big foot on my dress. Just look
at it, will youl It's ruined"
'It was an accident, wasn't itt"
''No. He did it on purpose. If was a
man I'd go back and knock him down"
"Why, Fan"
'And if had . husband that had any
spunk he'd do it for me-"
The street car had got half a block away
by this time, but Mr.. Finkenbinder did
not hesitate. His courage had been called
in question says writer in the Chicago
Tribune. His knightly honor IS champion
of the family was at stake. He ran af-
ter the street car, caught it, and went ins
side.
care you the man that stepped on my
wife's dress Just now.r he demanded, ,brist-
ling up to a red-whiskered party who wore
a pair of green goggles
WAS that your wife that went out just
now!" asked the red-whiskered party.
at was, sir"
''If l stepped on her dress didn't know
it."
"she says you did it on purpose"
81 represent her, sir"
"You do, heyi'
eyes sir, and Pm a man."
"To some extent, sir; to some extent, VI
rejoined the man with the goggles as he
looked Mr.. Finkenbinder over,
''I'll show you"
"Sayl Look herel 1 don't want to have
any trouble with you. If you'll bring youl
wife back here ri apologize to herr"
you'll apologize to me, sir"
Mr.. Finkenbinder was becoming belliger
ent.
you'll apologize to me-" he repeated
cor, by gum, I'll--"
"You'H what!"
"I'll punch your headI''
"You little speckled bantam! "roared the
other. ''If you don't climb out of this car
I'll step on you!"
Mr.. Finkenbinder's reply was a swinging
righthapder. 1t lit squarely on the red
whiskered party's goggles, knocked them
all out of shape, and broke the glasses to
fragments.
The next two or three minutes seemed
like dream to Mr.. Finkenbinder He
dimly remembered afterward that he expe.
rienced sensations as of a man being tossed
from one side of the car to the other, fiat
tened against the ROOF, ,jammed under seats,
whirled round on his own axis, opened and
shut like a jackknife, and used as foot
ball. There was roaring in his ears,
sparks of fire danced before his eyes, and
an odor like that of birthstone filled the
air. Women screamed, men dodged, and
there was a general rush for the doors.
At the expiration of his engagement
with the red-whiskered party Mr. Finken.
binden found himself sitting on the ground.
He was alone. The car was turning the
corner block away. He picked himself
up, looked about him to take his bearings
and the recollection of what it was all about
came to him by degrees. He went slowly
back to the crossing where his wife was
waiting for him. His hat was gone, his
coat was split up the back, his nose was
twice its natural size, one end of his shirt
collar was loose and dangled mournfully
over his shoulder, one eye was closed, and
he was covered with dust and humiliation
from head to foot.
''Did you demand satisfaction from the
brute, Lem" asked Mrs. Finkenbinder, as
her husband hobbled toward her
80, yes" he replied, glaring at her with
his only visible eye. az demanded salts
faction from him. And 1 got it madam
got it! hope you are as well satisfied as
1 am. Has there been any other giant thai
has stepped on your skirt or dared to lool
at you since have been gomez If So" ht
went on, with horrible cslmness. Pm
ready to go and paralize him, madam
Want me to go and whip anybody else
ANY other seven-foot man with fist liki
a canvas covered ham, that you'd like Il
| have me go and knock down for daring Il
live in the same ward with youl You dom
happen to think of anyi Then come on
madam. With your permission, you
champion will escort you home"
And, follow at a little distance by Mrs
| Finkenbinder, he hobbled on down tn
street somewhat demoralized, but thorough
| ly satisfied.