Sugar planter. [volume] (West Baton Rouge [i.e. Port Allen, West Baton Rouge Parish, La.]) 1856-1925, 1856-04-12
Taking In a Native.
A FISH STORY.

III Anthony street, near " here the new thea
tire is in course OF construction, which, if
bret description may convey au adequate i'm
preston of it, Is well worth the telling.
One Of the laborers growing thirsty be
meath the influence of u hot sun, went hasti
" over to the nearest hydrant for a drink
end clapping his mouth to the spout, imbibe.
the Croton as 1t came, in the most torcibl
and plenteous manner imaginable. sHardI,
had poor Paddy. however. tasted the gushin!
fluid that distended his cheeks, when be bolt
ed upright and with Il look of ;.gonized hor
ror commenced series of pantomim!c contor
tions which were absolutely painful to wit
ness.
"Ow-ow-ugh he groaned convulsive
ly at the same time clawing at his throat i,
trenzied manner while he spirited the wate
out again with the eHergy OF wounded
whale; then, suddenly recovering the use o
his speech he shouted
Och murther! but he's gone; it's all ovel
wild me now -
Whats gone ~ exclaimed the crowd thai
had gathered around him.
I've swallowed him Oh, howly st. Pat.
rick, I've swallowed him.
''But what the deuce is it that yes swal-
lowed g; q
"A snake, numbering snake! Oh holy
Patrick, proteck me-"
'Shure then, we've made savin O yer
dinner,n said fellow aborer, more alive to
fun than sympathy, while a shout OF mingled
incredulty and laughter followed in which
the poor sufferer could hardly refrain from
joining.
But was it alive, man 2: inquired sym
pathising individual when the excitement
subsided.
"Alive. did We say' By the blessed pow
ers, We didn't think I'd Re after atlns him
dead. Alive is It? And did, he iIInn
down my throat in spite OF my lcei!
Then clapping his hands to his stomach he
exclaimed.
Och hone. he's squirmlng now. Oh, how
" St Patrick Oh, why didn't ye DO the
work entirely, and kill the snakes in this
anurthering country. too! Help, he'll bite
nv insides ont o: me. Oh howIy Moses !.
Help y! murther! fircE'
And poor Pat, distracted by fear, cut up
more capers than a Camanche Indian would
Tut. tut, tut Be quiet man. returned
another.
How do YOU know it Was snake -
"How do I know it! Didn't ! lale him
wiegin his tail Oh, howly ST. Patrick de-
liver me ~
A looking gentleman here sug
cesteh it might possibly be a fish. or perhaps
an eel and remarked that there ought to be
Il filter attached to every hydrant lnrthe city
as tie water was full O! all sorts OF animal
cna.
"its an all. it's al. ail.' how'ed a holman
catching at the idea nike, it's an all
Run for filter, and you'll catch the rascal
prislntlF."
"A filter. a filter - was the general cry
run for a filter. Nike =
Without pausing to inquire into the ieasl-
bilitv of using the article IN question Tor the
OH pose desired. the poor distracted son oi
Erin started with the speed OF race horse
for the office in Broadway, where the hgure
Of Hebe. standing 10 the window: 'pouIs her
never ceasing iouHt."
"A what dive call EN- = cred he rushing
franticly into the establishment.
"A snake catcher. Tor the love Ci---!
A snak Ike cetcher! Oh howlv st. patrck ).
he continued snatchin. up litter and apply
ing it to his lips.
Come out wild ye, yc ti.ale OF the world"
"My good fellow; said the aston'shed he
70 of the diaphrams, what is the matter
with YOU? 81 .,
.Matter is it isn't everything the matter?
A spak is tho matter! I've got an all III my
belly! Oh-hullaboo, hullaboo"
IAN eel! How came an eel IN your stom-
ach 81
And didn't the varmint jump in my mouth
without saying by yer leave" SAID the DeWll-
dered sufferer enheavorinS to screw the inter
into his lips. ...,
But my man, that won't do YOU any good
now. It should have been attached to the
hylrant and then You might have drank with
perfect satety.'
And won't it catch him now ~ asked our
Mike in piteous tone turning aghast as he
dropped the instrument IN dspalr
"Of course not-hoW should 1t !!
uOch. murther what will become of me y
exclaimed Mike with an agony truly painful
to behold.
Get socdologer fish hook said "as
~l;rn for DOCTOR" said another, 'and get
a stomach pump e,,,
and he started for a drug store near by. ne
apothecary however. applied an emetlc, IN
stead of the pump, and the poor iellow: alter
2 violent retching elected lively black eel
about six inches long.
~Ch. howl. St. Patrick he exclaimed,
.xner;rncing immediate relief, why didn't
We make clean work Of it.and kill the alls as
vell-and sure they're first cousin to the pg,
v sarp;nts, Divil a drop O water will !
rink again in the blessed country"
And with sundry other resolutions which
would have shocked the ears of q temperance
nan, Mike, pale and trembling, returned to
lis work-Ns,0 York Paper.
A certain Millerite author tried to get
T., mint hic haal moving that the