His Sympathy was Spurned.

Waimate Daily Advertiser, Volume III, Issue 145, 24 December 1901, Page 3

His Sy m pathy was Spurned.

A seedy looking man entered a Sixth Avenue saloon thtt othur morning, and sliding up to tlio bar, whore uie bartender had eyed him suspicioudly, ha began — •• Good morning, sir. I see by the papers that tho Liquor Dealers' Association is preparing to assert and maintain its rights as a combination of business men oppressed by the injustice and wrong heaped upon them by an infamous excise board- Give ihg a little brandy, please." " We give nothing here, and brandy is 25 cents a pony." li As I waß saying, this is a free country, and liquor dealers have their rights as well as other hard labouring people. But thep won't get tuein unless they organise. They must beat the hell hounds who oppress them at any cost. 'I think I'll take a little whisky, please."

" I'm not here to give away anything. It Co3ts money, and can't pay for it, go away." " You are engaged in an honorable calling, but you still have a mission to You must circumvent these i temperance folks, the cursed Prohibitionists, who strive by illegal enactments to destroy the rights of man. You must stand together in a solid phalanx. You must—give me u glass of beer, will you "?" " See here, old'Beady, this bar gives away nothin', and if you don't clear in about a minute I'll bouuca you." The seedy man slowiy backed to the door and said: "You'll bounce me, will you ? " ■ " I will so, and pretty quickly too," said the bartender. " Well, then, do you know what I intend to do do ? " " I don't kuow, nor care," shouted tho other.

" I'm in with the Prohibitionists from this day; aud I'll shut up every infernal rum-hole in the city in less than a week if it costs mo a million dollars."