Untitled

Dunstan Times, Issue 514, 23 February 1872, Page 1 (Supplement)

Cornelius O’Dowd tells a good story of the elder Matthews, whoso great affliction in life was that he never was able to lose anything Walking one clay with swell dressed man of fashion Matthews suddenly found that his gloves were in the shabbiest possible condition. They were torn, soiled, and worse still, they had been mended. Eager to divest himself of such obnoxious “properties,” he rolled them up furtively together, and as they were passing oyer Westminister-bridge at the time,ho siczed afavourablomoment to jerk them into the Thames. Like a man who had relieved his bosom, l;e now strode along, head erect, and conscience easy; but scarcely had he reached the Southwark side when a waterman accosted him with the fatal gloves in hiSjhand saying, “I saw your honour when you dropped them .and had a sharp bit of a tow to catch them with the filling tide.” A couple of barristers engaged in a case were recently discussing the issue, —“At all events, said the younger and more enthusiastic, “we have justice on our side ” —To which the older and waried council replied : “Quite true, and what we want is the chief justic on our side.”