HE LAUGHED, TOO

Globe, Volume XXII, Issue 2103, 19 November 1880, Page 3

HE LAUGHED, TOO

[" Detroit Free Press."] The Chief of Police yesterday had a visit from an old farmer living out on the Centre Line road, who had a story to tell. After two or three efforts he began : " I vhas goin' home last night vhen I overtakes two men on der roadt. Dose fellers dey laft und saidt would I gif 'em a ride. I laft too, und Bay shump in." " Yes, I understand." " Pooty queek one feller laft und saidt he likes Dutchmens, cause his uncle vhas a Dutchmans. Dot vhas all right, und so I laft too. I vhas real tickled, und I shakes all oafer." " Yes." " In a leedle vhile one veller vants me to shange a seven-tollar bill, so as he could gif some money to dor orphan asylums, und he laf ts ha ! ha! ha. Dot tickled me some more, und I laf ts too. Den de odder feller he grabs me py der collar, und says dey looks in my pockets for a stheampoat dot vhas stolen from Detroit. Dot makes us all laff like some gootshoke. "It must have been funny." "It vhaß. Dose fellers took out my wallet und counted oop der monish. I hadt shust ten tollar, und dey laft und said dot dey must go on some trips to der seashore mit dot. Dot tickled me some more, und I larft too." " Well, what then ?" " Vhell, den dey shumped out und put deir fingers on der nose und says goot bye old Dutchmans, und avhay dey goes like some horse races." "And you didn't laugh at that?" " Vhefl, not pooty much. I vhas already to, but I sthoped. If dem fellers vhas up to shokes it vhas all right, but if doy vhas robbers, I vhaunt you to catch 'em und gif 'em sorno pieces of my mind like dunder. I doan' like somebody to iof£ at me vhen doy doan' feel tickled all over,"