The Yale expositor., 1894-11-02
THRAsHED BY A GIRL.
A Now York Tough Taught That lilo Did
Not Own the Earth.

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Not own the Earth.
Mr.. .Speck Mccall, who had almost
forgotten that he was christened John
because he is so seldom called by that
name, set out to terrorize avenue @
and got his face and reputation spoiled
in the process. 1t didn't make much
difference about the face, says the New
York Sun, for beauty is not Speck's
strong point, but he did have the rep
utation of being one OF the toughest
members of the dry dock gang and a
general all-around scrapper, which
reputation he lost, together with a
thirty-fve-ceni shirt, at the hands OF
Miss Frances Stehl, a 16-year-old girl,
who knows her rights and stands up
| for them.
In consequence of any one OF a score
OF good and sufficient reasons, Mr.. Nc
Call devoted the greater part OF the
evening to decorating his interior with
an exhilarating if somewhat injudi-
cious mixture of ale, gin and whisky.
This led him to suppose that he owned
avenue G, and he sauntered forth upon
that thoroughfare with the intent OF as
sorting his ownership before all men
I'm tn boss Of this street." he an
nounced loudly. II own it, all of il.
If anybody don't like it they can lump
it, Get out tn way fer tn percession's
comm"
Knowing Speck OF old the people
gave him room, but not room enough
for he wanted the whele sidewalk TO
himself. His first victim was an old
man, whom he seized and threw into
the gutter, following this up by drop
ping an unwary urchin down an area
way, Then he upset a woman's mar
keting basket, punched a laborer's
} head because the man called him q
name, and kicked viciously at cur
dog, who, not knowing Speck, retail
lated by chewing that gentleman's
trousers. This put Speck in a bad
lumor. He chased the cur and then
proceeded on his way until he met
Frances Stehl. Speck hadn't the
honor OF Miss Stehls acquaintance,
but that didn't make any difference.
He Immediately accosted her in the
picturesque phraseology Of the region.
"Ah, there" he observed. "Get of
tn earth"
The girl made no reply, but at
tempted 10 pass, in which endeavor
she was hindered by Speck's lodging
in front of her.
IVY donche speak wen yer spoke
to-" he inquired sternly. "D'y know
who am, hey9"
Miss Stehl responded TO the effect
that she did not know him, nor did she
have any ambition in that direction.
well, I'm Speck Mccall. See?
by know me now? I'm a tough mug,
an don't like yer face"
Then he undertook to push Miss
Stehl into the gutter. All he gained
by this move was smart blow on the
bridge OF the nose, which proved as
Economically instructive, but was in
other respects unpleasant. He hit out
| vigorously in return, and for the fol-
lowing thirty seconds he was under
! the impression that the neighboring
buildings had all fallen in, with him
self as basis for operations. He was
thumped and dumped and hammered
and bumped and jabbed and prodded
and scratched and battered and
pinched and kicked and rumpled and
+, hanged and generally maltreat-
cd until no had neither the
breath TO yell nor the power to resist.
Finally he was brought to himself by
Policeman Enright, who also brought
him TO the Union Market station,
whore he took inventory of himself.
His shirt was gone, all but one strip,
a new shirt that he had paid thirty
five cents for and had only worn for
six days; his eyes were battered, his
body bruised, and his face amazingly
ornamented where Miss Stehl's nails
had landed. To complete his mis-
fortunes he was locked up over night,
and at Essex Market court, was sent
to the island for ten days in default OF
so fine on the girls complaint Of as
sault.
Miss Stehl herself, who does not
look like a fighting character, OBJ
served to Justice Simms:
"He got too fresh with me, and I
just thought I'd give him a lesson
about insulting unprotected girls"
To which the justice responded that
If every girl showed the same pro-
flciency in protecting herself as Miss
.5tehl exhibited there would be far
fewer police cases Of that kind.