ALNASCHAR.

Thames Star, Volume VII, Issue 2609, 19 May 1877, Page 4

ALNASCHAR.

1876.

By Bbet Habtje. '

Here's yer toy balloons ! All sizes. Twenty cents for that. It rises Jest'as quick as that 'ere, Miss, Twice as big. Ye see it is Some more fancy. Make it square, Fifty for 'em both. That's fair.

That's the sixth I've'sold since noon. Trade's reviving. Just as soon A s this lot's worked off I'll take Wholesale figgers. Make or break, That's my motto! Then I'll buy In some first-class lottery v One half ticket, numbered riglitr— As I'dreamed about last night. That'll fetch it.^ Don't tell me I When a man's in luck, you see, All things help him. Every cliance Hits him like an avalanche. Here's your toy balloons, Miss. Eh ? You won't turn your face this way ? Mebbe you'll be glad some day ! "With that clear ten-thousand prize This yer trade I'll drop, and rise Into wholesale. No ! I'll take Stocks in Wall-street. Make or break, That's my rpptto ! With my luck, Where's the chance of being stuck ? Call it sixty thousand, clear, Made in Wall-street in one year. -

Sixty thousand ? Umph ! Lei's see. Bond and mortgage 'ill do for Hie. Good. That gal that passed me by Scornful like—^why, mebbe I T Some day'll hold in pawn—wli'y not ?— All her father's prop. She'll spot 1 What's my little game, and see What I'm afters her. - He-! he! '

He !he ! When she comes to sue — Let's see. What's the thing to do ? Kick her ? ISo 1 There's the perliss ! Sorter throw her off like this ! Hello! Slop ! Help ! Murder! Hey ! There's my whole stock got away ! Kiting on the house tops ! Lost I All a poor man's fortin ! Cost ? Twenty dollars ! Eh J What's this ? Fifty cents ! God bless ye, Miss!