Well-Wined.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XL, Issue 11, 14 March 1908, Page 11

Well-Wined.

A working man in Paris has been within an ace: of meeting his death in the manner attributed to that Duke of Clarence who is said to have selected as his mode of exit from this world drowning in a butt of wine. The workman was fond of the juice of the grape, and when he had contrived to make his way into a well-stocked cellar in the Belleville quarter of Paris he applied his mouth to the tap of a huge barrel, and kept on swallowing until he fell down on the floor. But the wine went on flowing from the barrel, and the man became so saturated that he was aroused from his torpor, but being unable to get on his legs cried out in terror for help. He was led in a pitiable condition to the police-station, and his offer to work for the owner of the barrel until he had made up for the loss thus sustained having been rejected with contempt, he was sent to prison. <s><£■<s>