JIMMY RUNS WIDE.

NZ Truth, Issue 148, 18 April 1908, Page 2

JIMMY RUNS WIDE.

I kin understand 'ow the pubs feel when they loose their license, dinkum I can, itls er putrid sensahun orl right, take me fer instance, we ad er crook enough run sints I done me brief. Larst Wellinton meetin' we wus orl stoomed right out.-bar.l 6 ogg, an tryin' Jter raise ther stake , ter 'Astings fer three, yours trooly; Big Jack, an Boh. Tork erbout '»w luck strikes yer wen yer down it's 'orrible. We wus standin' outside ther pub we wus stayin' at lookin' fer mugs 'n chewin' the rag wen the tuffest lookin' shikker ever I sees m me life, cums up 'n puts ther acid on us fer ther price uv er beer, aa on receivin er perlite neggatif 'c interdooces 'er Moscow ticket fer 12 okk two razors 'n two pipes, noo pipes

it sez on the paper, an mentions ther fact that arf-er-doller 'ull part 'im an ther ticket. I cum at it strate off, it looked a good bet. Er cors we're orl m it. "I cud do wid er blade," sez Bob. "I've bin • wantin' er razer fer er long time," Big Jack sez. "Orl rite," I sez, "yewse blokes take ther blades. I'll 'ay ther pipes." We couldn't git ter ther Moscow joint arf quick enough ter loosen them few odds ,'n ends from ther Yid. He 'ands 'em over wen we pays m ther brass, an' ! we breaks 'ome ter cut up the swag. Strike me sad yer orter seen the contents uv that parcel— two .lumps er oop iron 'n two clay pipes, by 'ell we wos done clean out. ' ■ ■ • 7 "Yew cud do with 'er blade," I. sez ter Big Jack, but he wus too full ter take any notis. I arst Bob if he'd sooner ay er pipe er a blade, but he tole me ter git me 'cad red. We ,'as er look up ther street fer the bloke wot sole us ther ticket and we strikes 'im after two ours search, but yew'd 'ay ardly known 'im all clobbered up. drivin' er cab, er reel flash turn out. So we arsks er slop wot Bob- knew did he know ther cove 'oo wus drivin' ther cab. ' "I don't know 'im well," 'c sez, "but ther can 'c's drivin' belongs to- ther pea wot owns ther Moscow joint up ther street.