A PUBLICHOUSE SELL.

Thames Star, Volume X, Issue 3131, 1 March 1879, Page 3

A PUBLICHOUSE SELL.

" Dan Kelly has got shot! " The news spread like wildfire throughout a leading hotel recently, having been brought to Ballarat (the Star says) by a gentleman arriving by the afternoon train from Castlemaine. " That's good news," said one open mouthed" listener. "Whereabouts P " enquired half a dozen others. " All over his body," name the satisfactory reply. " Ah. now ; didn't I tell you so P " exclaimed a little sandy haired man ; " I knew they'd shoot him before the week was out." " What about the inefficiency of the force now P " asked a smiling policemau off duty, and refreshing in plain clothes. " Yrz can't bate the foorce," add'd the constable in triumphant tones. " Great work, by Jove ! I'll shout all round ; here waiter, take the orders; " and the man with the sandy locks spun a sovereigq ,oja ..the table io high glee. In came the liquor, up went the glasses, and somebody else ordered in cigars. "And now," said Sandy, puffiing away a full flavoured Cabana, " noWj mister, tell us all about it. Dan's dead of course?" "Not to my knowledge," replied the traveller. "Eh ! what, not dead did you say?" "Certainly not; who said he was dead ? I merely stated that Dan Kelly's got shot; and you may take your oath he's got powder too, and intends to use both freely before he is taken. Gentlemen, the compliments of the season to you," The meeting then closed, the customary vote to the chair having been omitted, and the inexpressibly gratified waiter being capsized in the passage by the wrathful little gentlemen boasting of the sandy, lock.