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Grey River Argus, Volume IX, Issue 736, 6 October 1870, Page 3

A cobbler belonging to tlie town of Ayr recently fell into the river, and was with considerable difficulty rescued. The usual restorative measures were adopted, including of course a decent quantity of brandy, which, in his insensible state the knight of St. Crispin absorbed in a remarkable manner. After a fourth glass of Cognac had been poured clown the cobbler's throat, a bystander observing that the poor fellow wore a pair of long Wellington boots, which to some extent impeded the operations of the goed Samaritans who had taken the ease in hand, produced a knife, and was about to cut the boots from the legs of the "drowned man.' But this movement had an electric effect. Jumping to his feet, the cobbler roared — " No, I'm if yell cut the boots ; they're no mme — they belong to a customer J "