HE WAS AFRAID OF TAKING COLD.

Te Aroha News, Volume VII, Issue 431, 25 December 1889, Page 6

HE WAS AFRAID OF TAKING COLD.

Judge : * Where did you find this coloured ! man, officer ?' Officer : • I found him last night hanging: around Devlin and Co.'a clobhinjr store. Mr Devlin has had a stood deal of clothing stolen lately, and 1 brought up this man on suspicion.' Judge : ' What is your name, prisoner?' Prisoner: 'Nnpoleon Bonaparte Gibbs.' Judge : ' What is your occupation ?' Gibbs : * I>e travelling agent fer de new' patent whitewash brush, sah.' Judge :' Take oH your coat, Gibbs.' Gibbs :' I hope you 'souse me, sab. : I'se been troubled lately wid '.c 'fluency in de head— de zoofcic, pah. I'se very bad.' Judge : * Take off your coat, Gibbs.' Gibbs takes oft his coat very slowly. Judge: 'Ah, another coab tinder that I Nothing like being wrapped up well, as they say in Alaska when bhev go skating. Take off your coab, Gibbs.' Gibbs ; • Isn't well— l isn'b, sah. De doctor say, " Napoleon, you wear plenty clothes." De 'fluency, sah.' He takes off his coat. Judge: 'Ah, what have we here? A swalow-b il ! Take off your coat, Gibbs.' Gibbs : ; T)is yere won't do, Judge. I'f>e got a stuffnGßS in de borax, l'se very bad.' Takes off his coat. Judge : * Ah, a double-breasted frock ! Take off your coat, Gibbs.' Gibbs : • Dar a gwine to be a funeral here— dar is, sah. I feels de stuffiness rifing in de borax.' He takes off his coab. Judge: 'What's this'? A shooting jacket, by the eoul of Nimrod ! Take off your coat, Gibbs. 1 Gibbs : • I'se gwine for a keprue. Iee i getting cold. Dis yere is murder in de iustefb degree. 1 Takes off his coat. Judge : 'Ah ! a liner duster. I fehall commit you without bail. Take him down gently, officer, for he is a fragile creature.'

• Brotherhood ' prospects. — The Rev. Quiverful (watching his daughters afc play) —'By the way, Maria, why don't you ask youngr brother Ansel'nus to the house sometimes? Ho' 3 such a nice roan.' Alv» Q. — ' What's the good ? He has taken v&ws of celibacy.' The Rev. Q. — ' Only for a year, my love— of which six months have already expired.' It takes all kinds ol cranks to keep the world moving. The burglar may be eaid to be a thrifty man, becauso he opens, the store long before daylight. v) , ' , w . u_ .....