Lewisburg chronicle, and the West Branch farmer. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1849-1849, 1849-11-14
Cot the Wrong Boots!
OR THE LAWYER, AND srROP MAN

OR THE LAWYER, AND SrROP MAN.
The Razir S,sop maa stopped at tav-
ern IN Southern city and the house being
very much crow ded with company he was
obliged to sleep with lawyer, ,albei, i, was
rather warm weather for the game Of two
in a bed" What with hard .;,athers,a ncl.
ting atmosphere, AID my yriae!s oi buzzinI,
biting mlsquiloes, the twain was kept awake
all night, and daylight had scarce ' gi:eu
token of approach ere they we're on the
| floor busily engaged ia al'iflns themselves.
although il was scarcely light en-, ugh for
them to Distinguish their articles If d,e,s.
"Well," said The Strop man. in telling
The story in his comical way. "you see the
lawyer gol dressed FIRST and went down
| stairs, and, as near as can Judge, took a
glass Of something or other at the bar. and
then toddlcd into the street. Well, AS for
myself, bid not feel as lively as general
ly do. so took my time and liked myself
leisurely unit! daylight had fairly 81, IN,
when walked down into the bar room, and
not thinking Of nylhing in particular. found
myself in few moments leann' over the
bar ana staring right INTO The face of the
bar keeper. ] looked SO ~ishlully, that he
| naturally supposed ,rn, upa..ted torn.
and so says he, '"ha''ii II be, Mc. Smith 2
"'W haiti! wl...i be !! asked I.
""hy, ~hal';i ,ou have IN your lick
erl' sal he. ...
"WelI, guess shall take PiSsn. if I
! lake any at ALL said |.
"'You needn'i be so tourhy about it,
says he, looking just as blue as an ia
digo bag 'if you don'l wait the Iiguor you
needu'i drink it. shouldn't have asked
you TO take anything i'you hadtl't look-d
like man that wanted a horn Ike all pos
se>sed, and YOU darsen. say so for. fear
Of the GROWERS
swell. did not know what 10 say 10
the chap, for cou'd.'t accoun, myself for
my gaIng,s straight up 10 the bar. when
i. was my usual custom to give it a wide
Berth. However, wai'ed very pa-
lienly un'i' breakfast time. and kept
consoIing myself with the thought that the
bar-keeper was tlackguard, and ,kn,ain
that was a ieetotaler, wanted 10 insult me.
As soon as breakfast was over, took my
baskets OF sirops on my arm, and went TO
the Square in from, of the Court House.
and soon had big a crowd around me as
usual. began to harsngue the boys Oh
the wonderful propcEsites Of my Strop.
but somehow or other got new lot Of
words tina, had never used before .aad ev-
cry now and then I'd come up KERcHUNK
against a long outland;sh phrase which
would Sc; the prople 10 laushi', like good
fellows. Here. said l, lisa slrop. gentle
men, which will give the finest aud pst
edge TO your ha6eas corpus. 10 Z "a.
zor or knife it will give a smooth 6as,
and proven, all damages 10 the cheek or
chin. No one who ever buys my sirop,
sentleme n, will ever enter complaint, or
become non suited. or can prosecute his
business wi,hou, being liable to mol pros:
and, Z, ntlemen Of the jury, the price is.n-
ly rs cts and COSTS
"The more talked, the more the people
laughed and, TO tell the truth, ] had to
laugh myself at my own riemaroie. A,
last | gave it up as bad job. and told the
crowd lha, sholdn't sell any more strops
for ,ha, day. So pu, up my basket in a
neigbboring barber shop for sa'e keeping.
and then took STROLL through the town,
and by and by got opposite The Court
House again, and hearing q man putting
i, pretty hard 10 the Gentlemen Of The Ju-
ry,' iho't I'D 60 in ynd see The fan. When
got into tho Court Room, who should !
see but my old bed fellow,the lawyer! and
the way he was laying down law was 4
caution. He seemed to be in as bad boz
as was little while before; and every
once in a while would drog in something
about my razor strops.
'GentIeHeu Of the jury ssid he, |iis