A Sad Case.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXX, Issue 18, 1 May 1902, Page 18

A Sad Case.

This reminds me that we in White Island are just as civilised as the rest of the world. Like Florodora Island

1 We haven't got any aquarium, We don't possess a Zoo ; No African blacks with dusky backs Tattooed red, white, and blue.' But we can have a sensation occasionally. The other day a decent young fellow was found roaming about demented on the hills at the back of Dooley's. He was very respectably dressed. He was nearly a 9 well dressed as the men you see driving the eelf-binders in the advertisements. It came out on inquiry that he had been a salesman in a drapery establishment. While he was at work as usual on Tuesday, a lady came to his counter and generously spent three hours developing the young man's muscles by getting him to take down and unroll piles upon piles of blankets. At the end of the third hour she casually remarked that she didn't intend to make any purchase ; that she had merely dropped into the shop to look for a friend. ' Well, ma'am,' replied the exasperated shopman, ' if you have the slightest suspicion that your friend is among these blankets, I'll give them another toss over.' The manager heard the remark, and discharged him on the spot for his courtesy. The young fellow changed his coat, Btraightened hiß ' dickie,' left all he owed to the sharebrokers to his mother, and took himself off from civilisation. ' There is a woman at the bottom of everything,' as the man said when the maid fell into the well.