had often seen before in some of our most fashionable stores; she asked me if I would comb her. As I wanted to know something about the house I agreed to do so, and went into her room. While combing her I asked her if this was a boarding house; she said "Yes, its a fancy boarding house." I told her that woman had deceived me. She was angry when she heard this, and said the girl was entirely too bold, that she went to public places, concerts and even to the Burnet House hops, and took a pride in boasting of it.
I have heard much talk of taming horses but I never knew or heard of any horse being so well tamed as a a gentlemen in high life not a thousad miles from our Queen City. Many of my readers, I am sure, know the gentleman; his wife was in bad health, and on several occasions he was known to be cruel to her. Several of her friends and relations got together and determined to whip him, but the great trouble was to get him out of the house at night, as he was an arrant coward, as all men are who treat their wives badly. A very shrewd young gentleman hit on a plan—he got a horse and putting on a pair of spurs made the horse prance and make a great noise outside the door, at twelve o'clock at night, then put spurs to the horse and dashed off at the top of his speed; at this moment another young gentleman laid down at the door, groaning as if in great pain. This man, thinking somebody had been thrown off their horse, came out with nothing on but his linen, to see what was wrong; when he was pounced upon by two or three that were waiting for him; taken to a thicket not far from the house and whipped in the public woods. Since then he has been
