A HAPPY MAN.

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume 2, Issue 75, 3 February 1879, Page 2

A HAPPY MAN.

We never knew more than one man who was perfectly satisfied with the weather at all -times and under a!! circumstances, It was Chubby- In'sUmiiier—when the thermometer bolted up among the nineties Chubb wotild-come to tho front door .with beadstof prespiration standing out all over hissed:face until his head looked like a ra.spbe.rry ) ..aud would, look at the sky and, s ay,, 'Splendid— perfectly splendid! Noble, weatlier for the poor and for the ice com-, panics, and the washerwomen! They don't, shake up any such climate-as-this in Italy. Gimme my iimbroller, Harriet, while I sit out yer on the step and enj6y.it:' In winter when the mercury would creep tloivn fifteen degrees below zero, and the cold was sevoro enough to freeze ,tho inside of Vesuvius solid to the centre of the globe, Chubb would sit out 'on a fence and exclaim, 'By Jingo'! did- you ever see such weather as this 'I I like an atmosphere that freezes up .your very'marrow. It helps the coal trade and keeps the snakes quiet. Don't talk of summer-time to 1110. Gimmecold, and give it to me stiff.'. .When there was a drought, Chubb used to meet U3 hi" the street and remark, ■■'No-rain yet, I see ! Magnificent,'isn't it 1 1 want-my weatlier dry ; i want it with the dampness left :otit- Moisture. breeds fever., and ague, wets your clothes.-...lf;.there's, anything I despise it's to cany.au .umbreller. No rain for me if you please.' When it rained for a week and' swamped the country; Chub often dropped in to see us, and to observe, but it alius seems to me that the heavens never drop no blessings but when we have a long wet spell, It makes tho. corn jump, and.cleans the sewer. I wouldn't give a cent to live in a climate 'where there was no rain. Put me on tho Nile, and I'll die in a. week, Soak me through and through to the inside of my undershirt, and I feel as ■if live was bright and beautiful, and sorrer nothing, but nonsense." Chubb. was'always happy in a thunderstorm.' He would-say,"" Put mo in a thunderstorm and let the lightnuY play around me and I'm at home. I'd rather have one storm tliat'd tear the inside out of the con-'! tinent than a dozen .of yer, little dribbin' waterin'-pot showers. If I can't have a rippin' and roarin' storm I don't want none." Cne day Chubb was upon his roof fixing a shingle, when a tornado struck him, .lifted him off, carried him a quarter of a mile, and dashed, him with such terrible force against a fence that his leg was broken, As they carried him Innie we met him, and when we asked him how he felt, he opened his eyes languidly and said, "Immortal powers! what a storm that was! When it does blow, 1 it'siiits the senior member of the Chubbfamilyif it blows hard. I'dgiveboth legs if we'could have a squall like that overy day, I-I " Then he fainted: We want Chubb elected President. He is the only man in tho.universe who don't growl at the weather, and he ought to have glory and honor.—American Paper.