Abijah's New Experience.

Te Aroha News, Volume II, Issue 72, 18 October 1884, Page 5

Abijah's New Experience.

Abijah Jones lives not far from Salem. He is a horny-handed agriculturist, and ! hard cider is the only stimulating beverage with which he is at all familiar. He was recently visited by a young and somewhat dissolute city relative, and, in company with the latter, stopped the other evening at a well-known hostelry on the Salem turnpike. The evening was cool, and the city relative lost no time in conducting Abijah to the bar. " What will you have ?" he asked. "Wai," replied Abijah, Blowly, "I do not know much about such things : I gueßS I'll hey whatever you do." "I'll have a whiskey punch," said the city relative j and two glasses of the insidious mixture were soon placed before them. Abijah swallowed his at a draught, and a look of infinite satisfaction stole over his weather-beaten features. "What do you call them things?" he | paid, leaning over the bar and addressing the barkeeper. I "Whiskey punches," replied tho bar- [ keeper. "All right," said Abijah, nodding, and smacking his lips ; " keep a maknv em." And the bar-keeper did as he was bid, until — well, Abijah had a new experience. — From the "Boston Globe."

A New York firm of bicycle-makers have just had struck off, to be hawked about the streets, a remarkably well-engraved sheet of portraits of the candidates at the coming Presidential election. One space in the centre is left blank, but with the words on it in red letters : " Cleveland is not shown, as he is at present taking a trip on one of the famous ' Star ' Company's bicycles ; with the latest imprQye.me.m)6, from, fifty dollars,"