Chronicle June 24th 1865 A man beaten by 12 women. On Monday last, being the fair of Rathkeale, a scene of the most extraordinary character took place in one of the streets of that town. It appears that a farmer from the neighbourhood endeavoured to enter the house of a woman, and in doing so was rudely expelled. He made another affort to gain his purpose, but was met with a few well directed blows. He then commenced to abuse the woman, and the result of this course was that her feminine neighbours to the number of 12 gathered around him, and almost flayed him alive. He was untimately removed from the neighbourhood of his adventure a sadder if not a wiser man. Frrom the Same Paper. Taking a Dandy to pieces. A story is related in Paris, of a certain elderly Dandy who continues to pass himself off far younger than he is, by the aid of some complicated appliances, and who had recently engaged, as valet de chambre, a young fellow, freshly imported from his vative village. The Valet who is much impressed by the grace of his new master's person, and who had no suspicion of their artificial nature, was greatly amazed on assisting him to undress, on the night of his entrance in his new job, at the work of the demolition in which he was called to assist. The coat and vest carried with them the beautifully rounded outlines that had showed to such advantage the moment before, and at the unbuckling of the corset the jaunty uprightness of the Dandy underwent a equally sudden collapse. The removal of the lustrous brown wig revealed a perfectly bare scalp, the white teeth followed the wig, and were gracefully placed in a glass of water. The pair of Gutta Percha "Plumpers" so skillfully placed between the the gums and the cheeks, were carefully taken out, betraying the hollows they had so effectually distended, and an artifical eye was next removed from an empty socket. The amazement of the unsophisticated servant had been at last deepening into horror as he witnessed these successive transformations; and when the Dandy; stooping towards his lower extremities, proceeded to unfasten a pair of false calves, the valet, imagining that his master was going to take himself completely to pieces, exclaimed in a tone of mingled anxiety and terror, "Oh, Monsiur Marquis, pray do leave enough of you for me to put to bed". Mary