DIDN’T WIN THE BET.

Globe, Volume XXIII, Issue 2369, 5 November 1881, Page 3

DIDN’T WIN THE BET.

The following story was told by Q-us Williams, the well-known German comedian, during his recent visit here. Two friends were discussing the merits of their acquaintances. Said one of the gentlemen—“ Talk about mean men, now there’s old Stressberger. He’s the hardest, driest, meanest old Shylook that ever lived. That man, why ?” And there ho stopped as if words couldn’t do justice to the subject. “You’re mistaken,’* said his friend, “He’s not so bad ; even the devil isn’t so black as he is painted. Now I’ll bet you 10 dols. I can borrow 50 dols. of him before night." “ Done !” and the money was put up. On posted the sanguine book-maker to his intended victim.

“Strassborger, my boy, how are you?’ and he slapped him on the back of a faded readymade coat with a capital assumption of goodfellowship. “ Veil, I was all r-i-g-h-t. Vot’s de madder roit you ?” “ Look here, old fellow, I made a little bet about you just now ;ha! ha ! It’s a capital joke.” “ TJm ! ” said Strassberger. “Yell ? ” “ Yes, I just bet lOdol with Smithy that I could borrow 50dol of you to-day,” “ Feefty tollar ? ” “Yes, that was the amount.” “Und you bet ten? ” " That't what I put up.” “ Veil, now look here my friend,” in a low whisper, “ you go straight avay and hedge.” Virginia “ City Chronicle.”