A PRESBYTERIAN PILLAR.
A MASH THAT DID NOT MATERIALISE.
The Godly Man's Amorous Pranks.
When the godly man is found out for the; whited sepulchre that he is, and when almost everybody m a small township learns of his infamy, his downfall is great indeed. In one ,town m the south of the. South Island, there has ' lately been a discover v made concerning an amorous, regular church-going . Presbyterian Sunday, school teacher, an ardent Christian Endeayorer, and of course, a prohibitionist. How is it that all hollow hypocrites are prohibitionists. The moderate drinker, or even the real, right-down, drunkard, is never a hypocrite. Anyhow, the particular pillar of the Presbyterian church to jvhich "Truth" refers, is a married man, which /makes his perfidy all the more remarkable. He is a jeweller, or something, and knowing the weakness' of females for tinselled gee-ja&ws, his invariably was the habit to tempt female customers, the likely, ones, of course, with little bits of jewellery, on the condition that they came to visit him after business hours, or meet him somewhere or other when the shades of evening had fallen. The "pillar" tried his tricks on recently with a yerv respectable young woman, and begged her to take something and meet him the same • night. The voun-c; was very angry, but hid her feelings to such an extent that the amorous Sunday school teacher could not tumble. She took a greenstone heart/ and named a time and nlace to meet him on the foil owing Sunday evening, and no doubt to keop- his appointment, as he certainly did, the howler must have
CUT HIS RELIGIOUS EXERCISES exceedingly short. He arrived to time, so did what he took to be the young woman. To outward appearances it was a young woman, if dress and other articles of female wear accounted for anything. Gayly advancing and whispering' sweet nothings into the damsel's ear, a stroll into the bush was suggested, and the supposed "good thing" acquiesced without demur. It looked such a soft snap. In fact, it was too soft, for the aforesaid pillar suddenly 'came to the conclusion that he was being had. Perhaps he chuckled i"her" under the chin and rubbed up 'against some stubble. Anyhow, the j"p.illar" got indignant, and wanted 'to know the meaning of the little game, and a thick masculine voice informed /him that he was being nlaycd out at his own game. It was fie young lady's lover or something to her m that line, that had taken her place for the occasion, and the 'only thing regrettable about it all ;is that he did not set to and give the holy humbug the -daddy of a hiding that he richly deserved— for hHnir found out more than nnvthini. Anyhow, the pair parted, but the pi' Tor wns sunnlipd with numerous escorts on bis wav Jiome, whose remarks on the occasion imply that thpx' wprc m the little joke. Now. t>ip Preshvterinn nillar is m a pHcle. He lias biren found out for the hv"o-c'-Mo that he is, and bad ce^s to jhim anyhow.
Permanent link to this item
Hononga pūmau ki tēnei tūemi
https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/NZTR19071130.2.25
Bibliographic details
Ngā taipitopito pukapuka
NZ Truth, Issue 128, 30 November 1907, Page 5
Word count
Tapeke kupu
515A PRESBYTERIAN PILLAR. NZ Truth, Issue 128, 30 November 1907, Page 5
Using this item
Te whakamahi i tēnei tūemi
See our copyright guide for information on how you may use this title.