THE DRINK INTEREST.
(To the liditor of the (Robe.) Sib, — The telephone is open again. “ Are you there, Tam ? ” “ Yes. Liston.” “ Weel, Tam, your rioht aboot that callant, the boss o’ they poloes; I ken a’ aboot it the noo, Fanny Lee and yin o’ they polees bodys that igh wears bis ain clothes instead o’ the ’Goverment clothes, weel, they were gaun doon the street tither nicht, and I owerheet him tell Fanny there wad be the diel taa py amang they publicans, because the boss had gein them tho order tae waoh a’ the hooses on Sunday.” “Listen.” “ I don’t think there is much in that Jock, because the superintendent often instructs his men to watch these houses, after hours, and on the Sabbath, too, so that no infringement of the law may take place. Ido not know Fanny Lee, and as to the constable in plain clothes can you describe him ? You must know there are many of the police wears plain clothes when they are off duty.” “ Dinna rin awa, Tam.” "Are you Ihere.” “ Yes.” “Listen.” " Weel you ken the yin I mean disna wear they blue clathes ava; he’se a woo bit stoot, you ken, an' ho looks a woo bitty lake mysel’ as far as the drappy drink gaes, an’ I shouldna winder for the sake o’ his dram if ho didna gio the maist o’ they publicans the wink tae be on the gerd, an’ I’m gled if he has, for you ken Jse like my mornin’, in the morns when I am gann home ; it keeps oot the cauld an’ the heet tae, for the matters o’ that.” “ I’m jist gaun tae hao a monthfoo, an’ I’ll bo back in twa or’reo minutes.” “ Wave you came back ?” “Yes.” “ Your breath stinks of that beastly whisky, Jock. Why do you not eat a few cloves, same as the Good Templars do.” “Listen, Tam,” “You’re jist a wee bit insulten, landy, tae baith mysel’ and tho Good Templars.” “ Bit aboot the ledy, she is vera gid tae look at; she is big an’ sonsy, an’ wi’ twa tbumpin diddys on her breest; she is ’igh weel dressed in dark clathes, an’ can tak’ the nappy as weel’s mysel’, an’ she pyes a visit aboot bolphuyes tae the asylum yinoe a month. Dae you ken har noo.” “ Listen, Jock, like a good fellow. Leave off drinking altogether. You have been once suspended on account of your drinking habits, and from what I hear in the office you will bo discharged the next time you are found, or reported, to be the worse of liquor. And be cautious not to allow your breath to smell of it. If you do continue to drink carry a few cloves. This drink question is getting stale. 1 may tell you it carries with it no gratification to Your humble servant, THOMAS.”
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Globe, Volume XXIII, Issue 2151, 17 January 1881, Page 3
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482THE DRINK INTEREST. Globe, Volume XXIII, Issue 2151, 17 January 1881, Page 3
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