Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1902-05-10

'.Ay, sink me, but | have a quick eve
for horse. man or woman! Ill pick
the best of a batch with most. Twelve
tweives, close on $50 pieces. sergeant,
and all for few words, my friend, all
for a few words. l did but send my
wife. a demmed handsome woman, mark
you, and dresses in the mode, 10 my good
| friend the secretary to ask for some reb-
els. How manyF says he. y dozen
viii do says she 1t was all done in Il
pen-Stroke. What a cursed fool she was
not 10 have asked for a hundred. But
| what is this. sergeant. what IS thiss
| a small. brisk, pippin-faced fellow in
| a riding coat and high boots had come.
clanking into the wool house with much
| assurance and authority, with a great
old-fashioned sword trailing behind him.
/ and riding whip switching IN his hand
Morning, sergeant, said he. in loud,
overbearing voice. You may have heard
my name? / am Master John Wooton
| of Langmere house, near DulVerton. who
/ bestirred himself SO for the King, and
| hath been termed by Mr.. S5dolphin. in
| the House of Commons, one of the local
| pillars of the state. Those We're his words
J Fine. were they not Pillars. mark We.
! the conceit being that the state was, as
| II We're. palace or a temnle, and the
loyal men SO many pillars, among whom
| also was one. | am a local pillar
have received a royal permit. sergeant
to choose from among your prisoners ten
| sturdy rogues whom | may sell as n re-
ward TO me for my great eNertions
Draw them up. therefore, that may
| make my choicer'
Then. sir, we are upon the same err
| rand, quoth the Iondoner. bowing
with his hand over his heart. until his
| sword seemed to point straight up TO the
ceiling, The Honorable George Dawn
ish, at Your service, Your very humble
and devoted servant. sirl Yours TO COM
| ~ oil e
JOY and privilege to me. sir, TO make
your distinguished acquaintance Henri
! The country squire appeared to be
somewhat taken aback at this shower Of
London compliments "Ahem, sir Yes,
/ sir"' said he. bobbing his head. 'Cilad
to see you, sir! Most d-dly so, But
these men, sergeant? Time presses. for
tomorrow is Shepton market and
would fain see my old twenty-score boar
once more before he is sold. There is il
| beefy one. Tn have him.
'Ged, I've. forestalled you cried the
courtier.. Sink me, but it gives me real
pain. He is mine"
Then this" said the other, nointing
with his whip.
He is mine, too. Heb. heb, heb!
Strike. me stiff. but this is too funnyr'
DDS wounds! How many are
yours?" cried the Dulyerton squire
a dozen. Heb, hehI \ round dozen.
All those who stand upon this side. Pink
me- but have got the best of you there!
The early bird-you know the old saw"
1t is a. disgrace the squire cried, hot
lX. a shame and a disgrace We must
needs fight for the King and risk our
skins, and then when all is done down
come a drove of lackeys in waiting and
snap up the pickings before their betters
are served.
exquisite. IS death, sirl This touch
eth mine honor very nearly! i have seen
blood flow, yes, sir. and wounds cape on
less proyocation. Retract, sir, retractr'
Away, you clothes-poler' cried the
other, contemptuously. ''You are come
Ike the other birds of carrion when the
night is Ger. Have you been named in
full Parliament? Are you local pillar?
4 Away, away, you tailor's dummy
You lnsolent clodhopperr' cried the
fop. You most foul-mouthed pumpkin!
The only local pillar that you have ever
deserved to make acquaintance with is
the whipping post. Ha. sergeant. he lays
his hand upon his sword, Stop him, ser.
jury
NAY, gentlemen cried the under-of-
hcer. This quarrel must not continue
here, We must have no brawling with
IN the prison. Yet there is a level turf
without, and as fine elbow room as a
gentleman could wish for a breather."
This proposal did not appear TO com
mend itself to either of the angry gentle
men, who proceeded TO exchange the
length of their swords. and to promise
that each should hear from the other be-
fore sunset Our owner, as | may call
nm. the flop, took his departure at last
ana the country squire, having chosen
the next ten. staggered off, cuIsing the
conrtIers. the LOndoners, the sergeant.
the prisoners, and above all the ingrati-
tude OF the government which had made
MN so small return for his exertions
| IhIs was but the first of many such
scenes, for the government in cndeavor-
ing to satisfy the claims of its support
efs had promised many more than there
We're prisoners. | am grieved to say that
| nave seen not only men. but even my
own countrywomen, and ladies of title to
boot, wnnging their hands and bewailing
themselves because they were unable To
get any of the poor Somersetshire folk to
sell as slaves. Indeed, it was only with
dlnculty that they could be made to see
tnat their claim upon government did nor
give them the right of seizing any burgb-
er or peasant who might come i'm their
way ana shipping him right off for the
Well, my dear grandchildren. from
nlght TO night through this long and
| weary winter | have taken You back
with me into the past and made you see
scenes the players in which are all be-
| meath the turf. save that PERTAINS here
ana there some graybeard like myself
may have recollection of them / un-
derstand that you. Joseph, have every
morning set down upon paper that which
l nave narrated the night before. II is
as well that you should do so, for your
own children and your chiIdren's chill
| dren may find it of interest. and even
perhaps take pride in hearing that their
ancestors played "A part in such scenes
but now the spring is coming, and the
green is bare of snow so that there are
| better things for you to do than TO sit
| listening to the stories of garrulous old
man. Nay, nay, you shake your heads,
but indeed those young limbs want exer-
cising and strengthening and knitting to-
gether, which can neyer come from sit
ting tOasting round the blaze. Besides.
my story draws quickly TO an end now,
| for | had never intended to tell you
| more than the events connected with the
| Western rising. If the closing part hath
been of the dreariest. and il all doth not
| wind up with the ringing of bells and
joining Of hands, like the tales in the
chap books. you must blame history and
| sg