LOTS OF FUN IN HIM.

Poverty Bay Standard, Volume X, Issue 1170, 9 October 1882, Page 1 (Supplement)

LOTS OF FUN IN HIM.

One of the members of the Mclhodut Conference held in Detroit was out for a walk at an early hour one morning and encountered a strapping big fellow who was drawing a wagon to a blacksmith shop. Catch hold here and help me down to the shop with this wagon, and I’ll buy the whiskey, called the big fellow. I never drink, solemnly replied the good man. Well, you can take a cigar. I never smoke. The man dropped the wagon tongue, looked hard at the member and asked : Don't you chew ? No sir, was the decided reply. You must get mighty lonesome, mused the teamster. I guess I'm all right: I feel first rate. I’ll bet you even that I can lay you on your back, said the teamster. 1 never bet, said the clergyman. Come, now, let’s warm up a little. I'm in a hurry. Well, let’s take each other down for fun, then. You are as big as 1 am, and I’ll give you the under hold. I never have fun, solemnly replied the member. Well, I’m going to tackle you anyhow ; hero we go. The teamster slid up and endeavored to get a back hold, but he had only just commenced his fun when he was lifted clean off the grass and slammed against a tree box with such force that he gasped half a dozen times before he could catch his breath. * Now, you keep away from me, exclaimed the minister, picking up his cane. Bust me if I don't, replied the teamster, as he edged off : what s. the use in Iving and saying you diuli t have any fun in you, when you are chuck full of it? You wanted to break my back, didn't you r-— *‘ Detroit T ree Press."