CAN’T MAKE HIM HEAR.

South Canterbury Times, Issue 3124, 7 April 1883, Page 3

CAN’T MAKE HIM HEAR.

“ X doan’t know vhat I shall do mit dot telephone of mine,” observed a citizen as he entered the head-quarters of the company yesterday, and sat down in a discouraged way. “ Out of order, is it ?” “ Sometimes it vhas, and sometimes it vhas all right. If Igo to speak mit der coal man, or der City Hall, or der butcher, it vhas all right, and X can hear efery word. If somepody vants to order my peer, I get their name shut as plain as daylight,” “ And when does it fail ?”

“ Yhell, shustlike two hours ago. A saloon man he owes me eigbdeen tollars, und I ring him oop and calls oud, ( Helle! hello ! I likes dot monish to-day.’ Den he wants to know who I am, and he says he can’t catch de name. I den tol him oafer und oafer, und py and py he calls out dat he don’t deal in vatermelons und dat he goes in to pave Gratiot street, und dat he is sorry he can’t sign my petition on der Council. Den 1 haf to go all oafer again, und he dells me to stand back, and to come closer, and to speak louder, and at last he gits_ mad, and dells me dad if I call him a dandy again he’ll proke my hehdt. It’s no use—l gan’t make von of my customers hear me. If something doan ail my delephone it may be ash my voice is gifinoud. I vish you vould examine me und see if I had petter let my son Shon do der talkin’ vile I geep der pooks.—American paper.