POOR SIR ROGER.

Temuka Leader, Issue 1664, 24 November 1887, Page 4

POOR SIR ROGER.

In a Ohatham-square liquor saloon may now be aeon, at any time of day, “the real original Claimant, Sir Roger Tiohborne.” Tho proprietor soya he will give 500 dolt, to anyone who can prove that ho has not secured the veritable Sir Roger, The other day the Claimant was announced ns having assumed tho poition of a simple bartender. Now, however, bo is a manager, and nox! week he will bo full partner. This is the greatest success of Sir Roger’s life. The “veritable Sir Roger’Vaa found resting hio three hundred or more pounds quietly behind the bur yesterday, “Yes,” he said in a husky tone, “ I ’ave come in ’ere tc make money, That’s nothin’ to bo ashamed of as j take it. The greatest authority on mixed drinks in Ohatham-square says I can give, him points, so that the arrangement ia mutually advantageous. When I have replenished my bank account I shall return and Resume the fight for my hestates.” At this moment a tall man • with a purple moustache and a blue nose entered. " A little of your best whisky, Sir Roger,'’ said ha with profuse politeness. Sir Roger raised his 300 pounds from tho beer keg they had been oppressing and executed the order like an expert.- Sir Roger’s beard is quite white and his hair plentifully sprinkled with tho marks of Time’s sad finger. His person is wall favoured, however, and his ruddy checks shine with all the tints of the liquorcscent rainbow. He enjoys a good cigar jet, and is always happy in the company of men of capacity.