A TERRIBLE STRUGGLE.

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume 6, Issue 1813, 14 October 1884, Page 2

A TERRIBLE STRUGGLE.

A pedestrian passing a house heard the sounds of a terrible struggle going on, and as he looked in at the front door a boy about 13 years of age who sat in the hall quietly observed:—" It's only the old folks having a little row, stranger." "Do they have em' often 1" asked the man, " Almost every day," " If I were in your place I'd stand at the door here and charge ten cents admission fee. It's.well, worth the money to see a family riot like this, and you might as well make a few dollars as let the chance slip." The boy said he would think of it,, and the pedestrian waited until the man had choked the woman as black as a pium and then passed on. Another day he chanced that way again, and there was auother row going on, and the same boy sat on the doorstep. '• I'll see the show," said the man as he pulled out his wallet, " Has my advice profited you?" " Stranger, I can't take your money,' replied the lad. "Why?" "Because I'm a square boy. For a week or so every fight in there was as square as a dice and worth the price of admission, but as soon as a crowd began to come and the gate money began to run up to eighty or ninety cents, dad and mam began to hippodrome on the public. That blood on his nose was put there half-an-hour ago, and mams black eye is three weeks old. They want me "to stand in and deceive the public, but I can't do it. Let the best man win or quit the business, is my motto. Pass on, stranger for this is a put up job to gull the confiding public."