Rutland County herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1848-1850, 1849-04-18

Never That is-bcg your pardou"-
continued Mr. p, checking himself quickly.
and seeming TO recoHect something Of con.
sequence" there uas a slight accident"
What was it, MIR PopAin-no secrets.
ifyou please"
Some eleven yeats ago said Mr.. p.
gravely- and he wiped the Precipitation from
his ghstcning forehead" il was eleven
years this al'-
Well cir, out with it-out with il
" II was no fault OF mine sir-but I was
turned out Of the Boston Custom House %
Turned out Of the Boston Custom
House ' exclaimed the qucrist letting fall
bis pen 10 amazemeui, and staring at tho
applicant, apparently thunder struck
trust, sir, this does not render me
ineligible by the rules Of your Association"
continued the applicant terribly alarmed
We shall see Mr. Poppin
Pop KIN, sir, >" chimcd in the fat man.
again and raising his handkerchief to bis
icyered checks, once more he wiped away
the sweat from his face, and wished himself
safely at home
The clerks put their heads together few
minutes, and the eldest then rose very SO.
lemnly and approaching Mr. p. with n large
trumpet placed the bottom n /, dirc~ly
agails. tic lle Of Lis ar a.l y.llol fire.
as loud as l., stcntorian lungs would per-
nit causing the unsuspectiug aud quiet gen
tlcman to start from bis chair into the centre
Of the room.
Very nervous temperament" said the
examiner gazing at him whlo one Of Tho
others pretended to write down the fact
Then, as If tho thought had Just struck
him, his tormentor wheeled out the desk
from against the wall. and turning to Mr.
Popkin, be said
Now, sir jump
Bless me! DO what z"
Jump, sir over that desk
Impossible ~
" You must jump clear Of the top Of that
desk, Mr. Popkin, or your insurance won't
be worth a straw
The poor victims Imagination was stretch.
ed to the last tension, but determined to
make an effort to save what had cost him
so much trouble already, be nervcd himself
up and advanced to the dcsk-b baked
ran back--aud then, with final dcspera-
ton, sprang to the edge Of the railing The
boys stood by, aud as he reached the top,
they aided bis progress by series of thumps
and jerks when Mir Samuel Popkin finally
found himself painting, and wheeling. Rat
on his back, upon. the other side Of the desk
The rubicon was passed, but Sammy was
we'll nigh done for ~
The wags lifted the applicant up, dashed
pitcher Of iced wafer in bis face (by way
Of relieving his lungs, and then informed
him that he could 60 and that he would
find their decision upon his case in the Post
Office next morning.
Half dead with fright and excrtion. MIR
Popkin gladly hurried away and in hi, box,
next day, he found the following satisrac,
tory cpistlc:
The government Of the Mutual Prop
cm-up Association, in the case of Samuel
PoK pin, Esq Accountant. decide that
man once IN the Boston Custom House.
who isn't smart enough to stay there, and
who at forty four Ia unable, without aid,
to Jump over desk less than i've feet high.
is decidedly uninsuraJlc.
PETER SrPHAx, Secretary"
Mr. Popkin gave it up but he CHANGED
to ouiliye both his sisters Posterity 5ur-
fercd nothing by bis demise but to the day
Of his death, his aversion to all sorts Of
" assurances was most bitter aud deter
mined