Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1893-01-28
WRESTLING WITH A GOAT.
An Embarrassing Adventure with n Male
Goat While Taking a Stroll

Goat While Taking a Stroll.
"My worst experience was with goat
locg horned, bewhiskered billygoat,n
said Bert Longan in yarn swapping
crowd at the Lindell. "At one of the little
towns in the northwestern part of the state
where l sold pretty good bill once a
month fair Dulcinea' resided. She was
just out of Vassar, and l fattered myself
that my leaving Princeton unceremonious-
ly in my sophomore year did not hurt me
any with her. She was bright and witty
and loved fun, and my house was getting
ready to inquire into my reasons for max
ing that town so often, when the incident
/ refer to occurred. We had one little tour
when we took walk in the suburbs that
i rather dotted on, and every time | rolled
into town | would 90 by her house as soon
as possible and we would take stroll
along that street
81 was making efforts to reach the town
one Sunday, and was trying to do two
stations on Saturday, when j slipped on
one OF the customary country sidewalks
and dislocated my right arm. 1t was at
once put into place and in few hours
was going around about ms usual but the
doctor cautioned me to be careful, for if
made another break the result might be
serious. After thinking the matter over
decided to run down and get some genuine
Vassar college sympathy FROM Miss Mary
as we will call her because that isn't her
name. Sunday morning, carry ing my band
aged arm in a sling, l went up, looking
very pale, and got "A bushel Of sympathy
| from a pair Of limpid blue eyes the very
first play.
flake a walk9 Yes, and alongthe same
street | was stuck on. You know how it is
In some towns; everything runs at large
hogs, cattle, sheep and even billygoats.
Well, this Sunday morning a William
goat, whose antiquity would have been
supposed to guarantee better manners,
planted himself in our path and told us as
plainly as words could to get out Miss
Mary sprang back with little scream "a
Sir William came at me. Ny right arm
was useless of course, but l stepped nimbly
to one one side and caught the doughty
warrior by the horn as he came past with
head down.
Ever tackle a William goat2 A really
wide awake, rambunctious William goat1
Nor Well, / don't want to thrust my ad-
vice on you, but don't A least not unless
you have more than one hand. In fact |
should say not unless you have half dozen
hands. My billygoat, should say, was IN
usual-at least i should hope so. l should
hesitate to believe that any other billygoat
has, or ever had, the same number of COM
pound and complex steel springs In his
anatomy. OF course | froze TO him; had
to. And every time he would double him
self up and let himself out the figure we
would cut must have been attractive.
admit my legs are rather long and nature
evidently intended my feet for Chicago, but
is that any reason why a fellows girl
should sit on a fence and hurt herself
/ laughing while he is playing windmill in
the air. How long did it lasti Oh, it
seemed like week or so, but guess it was
about an hour.
1.-THE folks were all coming home from
church as Sir William and | crawled out
| from different sides Of the black muddy
| pool by the side of the road, in the bottom
Of which we had finished up our last
round. We were both willing to call it a
draw, and didn't blame the scandalized
church people who looked on In horror
Even the billygoat's owner didn't know
him, for he was white when we first entered
the ring. But then so was |, and had a
tie and collar and hat and several other
similar little addenda to a gentleman's
toilet, which were shed in spots over the
commons Explanations No indeed.
heard the rumble of an old freight train
and as there was a crossing near, at which
It had to stop, ran over and caught it
Ny fair DulcineaY Married understand
have never been back there since. st
Louis Globe Democrat.