CATCHING A CRAB.

Temuka Leader, Issue 1034, 23 November 1882, Page 3

CATCHING A CRAB.

At San Francisco they tell a story of a would-be funny broker, who last season adopted a most fiendish method of getting even with one of the chronic flirts who are said to make the piazzas here lively later on in the season. He obtained half a dozen energetic crabs from the fishing beach, and watching for an opportunity when no one was in a particular tank except the inconsistent, fair object of his vengeance, he dropped in the crustaceans. The young lady continued her natatorial exercise a few

minutes longer, when she suddenly uttered a blood-curdling shriek and was helped up the ladder with a crab banging on her pink little too. Sac had several epileptic fits while the marine doctor .was being removed, The Mephistophelean glee of the broker, however; 1 gave him away, and for fear of some counter trick he decided to bathe early in the morning thereafter. A few days after that the bath-house keeper was startled by some terrific yells, and, hastily entering the tank-house, lie beheld the broker floundering out with a big, jag-toothed spring rat-trap clenched on his heel. ‘ Who the devil put this horrible thing in the water ?’ roared the broker. ‘ I did, sir,’ sweetly replied the crabbed young lady aforementioned, stopping out of the bath-room. ‘ I put it there to catch those horrible crabs, you know'.’ The broker went Rune on a crutch.