Connecticut western news., 1894-11-22
NOT TO BE BULLIED.

It was GQo DOdSG OI OOlOuel ACITOlIlu Bales of Kentucky that none but dis tinguished man had the hardihood to propose marriage to one of his daugh- ters. The old man was an aristocrat by blood and long experience, was afraid of no one, drank liquor gracefully, smoked home grown tobacco and had, while the owner of woodward on Green river, knocked down more steamt oat men than any other man in his statU. He argued, and with justice, it must be admitted, that it was his duty to protect the affec- tions of his daughters, to guard them against misappropriation. See that q man is worthy of your love before y7u give it to him." he was wont to say Establish cause and thereby justify Q an effect There are many ways by which man may distinguish himself by bravery, by skill in certain directions but a woman must look to marriage There are ways for her to become no- torious, tp get herself talked about, but her truestN distinction must come through her choice of husband. D
 Finally all the girls save one were married off. Rose had been plucked by man who was put off until he had snatched distinction from the tight hand of fate. And this is the story they tell of him. He had been 8 failure, a mere nobody, up to tho time he accepted tho challenge of o ringmaster to ride trick mule. He had failed as distiller--and when man fails at that business in Kentucky there is an organic weakness about him-he had failed as county clerk, as town marshall; he had owned Q slow horse, a COW that was dry half the time-in fact, it was agreed that there was no hope for him. But a circus came along. He was candidate for sheriff at the time, but with no chance of success Even his best friends guyed him.
 Well, he went to the circus and sat on one of the high seats. unhonored, un- discovered. The trick mule was led out and in due time slammed the senses out of 8 livery stable negro. Again the chal- lenge was shouted, but. the negroes shook their heads, and it was not expect ed that any one but negro would come forward. The crowd was disappointed Was there no one there with nerve enough to espouse the cause of the peo- pie? Just at this moment Shanks Boyle, the failure, arose and said that he reck- oned that he would undertake the job. And he rode the mule
 And they. say that the poor thing squatted and prayed for mercy. Boyle was elected sheriff, and then the next year was short in his accounts, but that made no difference, for his friends, true admirers of genius, made up the deficit. Shortly after this he married Rose Bales.
 The remaining daughter was named Lily. She was the handsomest flower in the garden, and no young man in the community had an excuse to fall in love with her. But not long ago there stroll ed into the neighborhood lank, pecul- jar looking fellow who said that he was on the lookout for chunk of wife. This was said at Nesbitt's store, and it was said in a matter of fact way by the young, lank fellow as he sat on a nail keg, splitting through his teeth. Bill Nesbitt turned to him and remarked: T reckon you've come to the right place. There's girl up yonder on the hill-old Colonel Bales daughter. She'd make you a monstrous fine wife"
 The fellow spat through his teeth and remarked that he was somewhat particular as to what sort of a family he married into. "I've been on the look | out for quite awhile" said he, "and ain't seed no woman yit that jolted me much. Pm putty hard to jolt, reck- on. My brother was once in love with a girl, and he told me that she hit him | powerful hard, but went with him tc see her, and sot square in front of her, but she didn't hit me none to speak of. Yes, I'm so blamed particular that reckon that I'm goin to have a good bit | of trouble in f1ndin woman to suit | me. reckon must have been born that way. Don't think pap was that way, and | know brother wasn't"
 What mout be your requirements" Bill asked.
 .'Oh, after all, don't reckon I'm as hard to please as some fellows I'm jest peculiar, that's all There's a mighty big difference in men as tc what they demand of woman, some insistin on one thing and some another, and the strangest part of it all is that don't care so much what she's like as do about her daddy. And have ofter thought that could look at gal and tell all about her daddy. I just mach ully want the old man to be hummer. reckon must be sorter crazy on thu subject
 "Ain't 1t money you're after?' Bill asked.
 "No, I don't care if the old maI hain't got a cent 1 just want him tt be different from other folks dom know why I'm that way, but ams ant can't help it. Oh. could have mar ried lots of putty girls with money ant .hosses and all that sort of thing, ant liked them we'll enough, understand. bu wouldn't marry 'em because their dad dies did't strike me right-had nothiI to distinguish themselves with, SO t speak We'll" ho added, getting ul and stretching himself, reckon I'll g up wonder on the hill and sortor loo around may like up there, and ma. not Can't tell Do you suppose tn old mans at home?"
 ''Yes. And the girls there too"
 "Oh, don't care whether I see he
 or not We'll, believe pll go up nn,
 sorter prod the old feller. Mebby hell
 satisfy me. and mebby he won't Goo
 day."
 He sauntered up the hill. The ol' solonsi was sanding as tha gate.