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Thames Star, Volume VII, Issue 2521, 3 February 1877, Page 4

HOW MR COBEEIGH TREATED THE BAT. Mr Cobleigh struck but once at that bat. Mr Cobleigh has an eye like an eagle. The family were just finishing tea when the bat came sailing into the room through an open window. The ladiesthere were company — screamed-and wanted to run, but ,Mr Cobleigh's voice, so calm and confident, partly assured them. "Don't be alarmed, ladies," he spoke up, rising from the table and getting the towel. "Bats are harmlessi although I'lt admit they are rather repulsive," he cbntiriued, rolling the towel into the form of a switch, anddrawing it by one hand through the other to give compactness to the folds. " Now, I'll showyou presently how I'll treat that bat. I bet I've killed a 'hundred of them. I know that when I was a boy I used to stand in the door-yard with other boys, and we'd knock at bats with laths. When I made a sweep at one he came down. There was no use his trying to dodge. You remember, Susan," appealing-to his wife, "how > I mashed that bat at Uncle Amos' last summer P'' Mrs Cobleigh remembered it, and cheerfully,admitted the . circumstance. - " Some people," observed Mr Cobleigh, snapping tho towel once or twice, and putting'his eyes 'square on the'bird aY it dodged around the edge of the ceiling, " some people go at a bat as it were -a. winged rhinoceros; Now caution is the prime thing, and never strike untiL you are *sure ' you've got a good chance. You'wait a moment, until he comes down in reach, and I'll show you a trick or two worth knowing." Mr Cobleigh ceased speaking, and begau to move about the room with the utmost cautipn, his eyes distended, and his fingers nervously clutching the towel. The ladies divided their attention between him and his prey. It was a season of breathless expectation.' Sud--denly the bat descended. Mr Cobleigh quickly swung back the tow..el, exejtedly yelled, " Here we^areF and made the blow. It was a tremendous sweep, and there was a terrible crash. Mr Cobleigh could scarcely believe his own senses.' The bat passed out of the room, leaving behind"a pair of elegant vases and a bouquet holder lying in pieces on the floor, a screaming chorus of female voices, and ~a. very excited' and astonished man. He had sufficient presence of mind to hurriedly whisper to his wife, "For heaven's sake, Susan, don't say" a word; until after the company go," aod uttering his low prayer, he sank helplessly into a chair. He thinks that it must have been a new kind of bat, although he is afraid that possibly it might not have been the right kind of towel.—Danbury News.

Seuve-'Hjm BiGHT.~The individual who was accidentally injured by the dis* charge of his duty is. still very low."

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