A PUT-UP JOB ON THE DEACON.

Tuapeka Times, Volume XVIII, Issue 1156, 24 June 1885, Page 4

A PUT-UP JOB ON THE DEACON.

"Pa," said Samantha to Deacon Bodkin, " ma says, ask you to tell us how you climbed the post." " Gro away now, gals, and don't bother me ; I'm busy," said the deacon. " Oh, please, do tell us," chorused both girls. ' " Wall, to get rid on ye, I'lßell ye. It was afore we was married, an' a lot o' us young fellows lived in a boardinghouse together. I was a courtin' yer ma, then, an' all the rest was a courtin'. Ter ma lived out ter Milton, and tnere wasn't any way to get there but to walk. "We fellers had an understandin' that, as we all went off courfcin' Sunday and Thursday nights, the one that got home last must stand treat for the crowd. ' Now, my room-mate he would alters get in fust, somehow or other. He had to walk five miles to see his gal, but he was allers in 'bed.. when I got in ; so he never had to treat. I couldn't understand it. Sometimes we felt' sartiri that he hadn't got homeland watched for him, but he allers was found in bed. At last 1 tbhFhim I would give him' a dollar if he would tell me how he managed it, for I most allers had to*stand treat. "" v Wall, he finally showed me how' he climbed 111 1 up' 1 by 'the corner post of the piazzey/an' got in the winder, while we were watching for him below. ' " That' night was Thursday night, an 1 I went to Miltori' f as usual. I wore a brand-new brown surtout. I gotback a "little j late^' aft' slipped round to the piaiszey an' climbed up. I thought the pbst'Was mighty^ -slippery, but I jest putin'an v gbt tip 1 and got to bed. . "The next mornin' ef I didn't have the darndestTookln' suit of clothes you ever see. T?he ! y'd v b'een kpaintin' the house, and. I didn't know it, for I didn't go hum to siipjier, 'but went out, to Milton airly, to take supper with your ma.. New surtout an' all was covered from top and toe with paint. " Tour ma, when I told her about it, she says: • " * Hezekiah, I think you need somebody to take keer of you.' "'Ah,' says I, 'Hepzibah,' spozen you try it.", ",,',,, ." An' your ma sticks to it that, she di<Jn'ib mean nothin' by it, and she didn't pop the question to me." - Something in $c wind— Dust,