NOT THAT KIND OF A MAN.

Waikato Times, Volume X, Issue 713, 11 January 1877, Page 3

NOT THAT KIND OF A MAN.

The Eev. Dr P, the other day, found a pack of playing cards m the poses-sion of his oldest boy, and, after giving the lad a thrashing for owning such engines of S^tan, the Doctor placed the cards m his own pocket, intending to destroy them at the first ip^ortuuiby, But he forgot about; them, and subsequently while m the cars on the way to ttie city he pnlled out his handkerchief nnd the cards fell on the floor. The Doctor gathered them

up, with a very red face, and while he was arranging them m his h md he saw a rough-looking man m the seat, opposite to him, win!? at him. He turned bis head away, but upun looking around a moment the latter man winked at " him a 6 ain. Then h-j winked several times, and 6nal y he cime over, and sitting down by the side of the Doctor Baid : —

"I say, pardner, what's your little game V

" I do nob understand you pir," replied the doctor.

" Oh, you needn't mind me," said the man. "I am doing a little of that th'ng myself. Now, bow do you work it?" "What do you mean? How do I work what 1"

" Ob, you know well enough. What do you akin 'em on ?" "Skin thrm! Skin who? really, sir, your r marks are incomprehensible to me."

"Now, ste here. I understand the whole thing. You are hunting up some body to play seven-up with.; and you intend to beat 'em out of their money. Now don't you ?"„ " You don't know who you are talking to."

"Now, I'll tell you what I'll do. There's no man on this earth that kin turn jacks f..s'-r'a I kin ; and let you and me start up a game on some of these fellers, and I'll run three or four j*cks up my sleeve«, with a couple of aces maybe, and when we get to town we'll divide the profits' and go down the town and get roaring drunk at the tavern. Is it a targain?"

" You are a scoundrel, Sir !" exclaimed the doctor. " Let me change my seat, if you pleise." "WoL't do it ? Won't club m with me, and try a few games ?" " C 'rfcainly not, sir, " Won't lend me them jacks to put m my sleeve ?" •'You seem- to forget that I am a clergyman, sir," A pier • ; oh, no. You don't mean to say that — lhat — you ain't a preacher. Hiw honest, are you ?" ' " Yes. sir ; I am. I am the Eev. Dr P." "Too bad! to bad I B'arae me, it I did'nt think you were one of those fellows who play cards on the cars to gouge greenhorns out of their money. You look like one, anyway ; now, don't you? And what are you doing with that pack, old man, hey ! Would you mind if I showed yeu how to run 'er over, sos when you play they can't feel you 1 I'll doit for nothing."

Then Dr Potts went into the hind oar, and got off ab the next station. When be got home, he gave that boy a couple of extra flogging m. order to ease his feelings."