THE LOCAL HIT MAN.

Daily Telegraph (Napier), Issue 3918, 9 February 1884, Page 4

THE LOCAL HIT MAN.

Tho "local hit" man of the minstrel show is a great humourist. Ho has no education, and could not couple two sentences of English to save his life, but he is the man to plunge an audience into a roar of laughter. All that is required to accomplish this feat is to mention tho name of some man who lives in the town, some very fat or extremely lean follow. This is pure wit, and persons who could not find a glint of humor in the entire range of English literature yell and swell up and explode, and look around to sec if they can single out tho crushed victim. When ho is found they nod and grin at him, and a rough fellow sitting near him slaps him on the back and exclaims— "He got you that time—er haw, haw— he put it on you—er he, ho." Tho Douglas Jerrold of the stage is called back and while he rakes the strings of a banjo says— "Oh, yes, got do bos' lookin' gal in town. Oh, she's awful fine. Got a foot like Colonel Jaglin's." Another roar. Colonel Jaglin's faco grows as red as a terraphin's eye, and he tries to laugh. His friends slap him, and tho fools in frout of him turn around, stare impertinently, and explode. Ten dollars a week is not a salary commensurate with the accomplishments of tho " local hit" man, and the manager should better reward him ; iv fact, ho should kill him."—Arkansan Traveller.