A Good Story

Feilding Star, Volume VII, Issue 88, 5 January 1886, Page 3

A Good Story

The Napier Telegraph is responsible for the following story : — When Mr Andrew Young, of Wellington, now one of its wealthiest citizens, was driving one of Cobb's coaches somewhere in the wilds of Otago _ a few years ago, he chancel to drive up against the late Mr Anthony Trollope then on his travels. The place where the coach met Mr Trollope' s carriage was in the middle of a narrow cutting where there was no room to pass. The novelist alighted from his trap, and with withering scorn addressed the coachman, ordering him to back his horse to let his own trap pass. " If you don't back out of my way in three seconds," replied Andrew, " I will drive my coach and passengers right over you and your rattletrap of a one-hoss shay." "Sir," cried the ferocious novelist do you know who I am ?" " No, I don't ; who the h— l are you ?'' said Andrew. "My name, sir," replied the great novelist, impressively, "my name sir, is Anthony Trollope." "Yes, I knew it was some darned fool or other like that," said Andrew. "Well, Mr Trollope, my name is Andrew Young, and I give you just one second more, if you don't start to hack out of this cutting we'll see your name on a tombstone as soon as relations tak© the trouble to put it there. Mr Trollope for once met his match, and without any more attempts at bounce, he quietly backed out of the difficulty and very wisely said nothing about it in his book of travels.