Jasper Republican, Volume 1, Number 46, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 30 July 1875 — Served Him Right. [ARTICLE]

Served Him Right.

The Portland (Me.) Advertiser describes the following, adventure-of Me. John Neal, the Veteran author, poet and critic of that city:’ A number of our oldest John Neal, Judge Howard, T. C. Hersey, and others, were riding up home in the street-cars, about six p. m., as is their wont, when two young roughs, perhaps twenty-two or twenty-three .years of age, jumped on the front platform of the car, one of them puffing away at a villainous cigar. The front door was open and the clouds of smoke rolling in the car almost choked the occupants. At last one of the oldfcr gentlemen could stand it no longer, and so remarked, at which one of the others touched the smoker, saying that the smoke was very offensive, and that the rules of the company did not permit smokng on the car s. To this appeal the man paid no more attention than if he had been a statue. Mr. John Neal, leaning forward, remarked as follows: “Young man, that smoke is very offensive, and you must put that cigar out.” “Is that so, old man?” replied the rough, lazily looking over his shoulder at Mr. Neal, without removing his cigar from his mouth. The color in the old gentleman’s face rose steadily, but repressing his wrath he again remarked: “Young man, that cigar must be put out. Smoking is not allowed on the cars.” " “ Well, old man, what are you going to do about it?” replied the rough. With the quickness of lightning Mr. Neal made a bound or to that platform, seized the cigar from the man’s mouth and flung it in the street.. With one hand he grasped the rough by 'the nape of the neck and With the other by the left forearm, raised him off his fleet and dashed him to the platform, and as he placed his foot on him he exclaimed iff quivering tones: ‘‘ Thank your stare, young man, I did not piteh you into the street after your cigar.” , The fellow was completely cowed. When we remember- that Mr. Neal is eighty-four years old, the mere physical energy and power displayed was somethmg remarkable. Every one will say that he served the rough just right. ’ —The other evening a Vicksburg toper got full and started for home, took a wrong direction, wandered into the outskirts of Ihe ftjty, fell down; and lay beside the fence fill flight. He was aroused in the ’tnoriingltya hog rooting him over, when, leaping up and hanging to the feqce,< he took a lookattheporker and exclaimed: “ P-perhaps you th-think I’m a-a com-com-mon d-drunkard, but you’ve made a bad m-mistake, old fellow!”