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Poverty Bay Standard, Volume X, Issue 1033, 7 February 1882, Page 3

A member of a county bar was recently in one of our thriving interior towns on business. In the hotel he was accosted by a very agreeable gentleman, who finally wanted to know “ where he was from.”:—The legal gentleman not exactly relishing the stranger’s familiarity, answered shortly, “from London.”—The next question put by the stranger was, “ For what house are you travelling ?”— For my own.”—“ You are ! May I ask your name ?”—“ You may.”— Pause, enjoyable to the lawyer, embarrassing to the other. —“ Well ” (desperately), “what is your name ?” —“Jones.”—“What line are you in ?”—“ I don’t understand you, sir.” —-“What are you selling?” (impatiently).—" Brains ! ” (coolly).—The mercantile traveller saw his opportunity, and looking at the other from head to foot, he said slowly, “Well, you appear to carry a deuced small lot of samples.” .Asa rule kissing or even eloping with another man’s wife is a costly sort of luxury. In the long run one of the two will most assuredly make you pay for it. Only a few' months ago, a Tamworth man ran off with his master’s wife, and been anxious to do it bang up and make a smart run, he took a £l5 horse along as well. The proprietor of the wife and horse followed up, caught the pair about Glen Innes, took back his horse, and punished his defrauder for life by allowing him to keep the lady. There was a lot of method in this fellow’s madness too ; for, as he afterwards observed, “ anyone can get a wife for a song but a good horse costs £2O.

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