Weekly Calaveras chronicle., 1868-10-10
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A Joke on Snyder.
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natl Times tells the following cover the
Rhine" story: .e,swsasss4g raE
Snyder kept beer saloon some years
ago "over the Rhine" Snyder was a
ponderous Teuton of very irascible tenn.
per- sudden and quick in quarrel
got mad in a minute. Nevertheless his
saloon was great place of resort for
the boys-partly because of the excel.
leuce Of his beer and partly because
they liked to chafe cold Snyder" as
they called him; for although his bark
was terrific, experience had taught them
that he wouldn't bite
One day Snyderwas missing, and it
was explained by his "frau" that
'jerked" the beer that day, that he had
'gone out fishing NIT the boys.' The
next day one of the boys who was par
ticularly fond of "roasting" old Snyder,
dropped in to get glass of beer, and
discovered Snyder's nose, which was a
big one at any time, blistered and swol-
len by the sun, until it looked like a
dead ripe tomato. sa
"Why, Snyder, what's the matter
with your nose 2" said the caller. .s8
81 peen out fishing NIT der poys,"
replied Snyder, laying his finger tender
ly against the proboscis "the sun it
pees hot like ash difel, and l purns my
nose. Nice nose, don't it?' And
Snyder viewed it with a look of comi-
cal sadness in the little mirror back of
the bar 1t entered at once into the
head of the mischievous fellow in front
of the bar to play joke upon Snyder,
so he went out and collected half
dozen of his comrades, with whom he
arranged that they should drop in at
the saloon, one after another, and ask
Snyder, "what's the matter with your
nose%' to see how long he would stand
it. The man who put up the job went
in first, with companion, and, seating
themselves at table, called for beer.
Snyder brought it to them, and the
new conner exclaimed, as he saw him
"Snyder, what's the matter with your
nose?'
81 yust tell your frient here peen
out fshin' NIT der boys, und der sun
he purnt 'em-swi lager, den cents all
right" ss4 .
Another boy rushes in. "Halloo,
boys, you're ahead of me this time,
s'pose I'm in, though. Here, Snyder,
bring me glass of lager and pret'-
appears to catch sudden glimpse of
Snyder's nose, looks wonderingly
moment, and then bursts out laughing
cha! ! ha! ha! Why, Snyder-ha !!
ha what's the matter with that
nose? 2"
Snyder, of course, can't see any fun
in having burnt nose, or having it
laughed at, and he says in tone stern
y emphatic:
"I've peen out fishing nit der poys,
unit der sun is just as hot like ash der
tifel, unit | purnt my nose; that ish all
right"
Another tormenter comes in and in-
sists on "setting 'em up'' for the whole
house. "Snyder," says he, cell up the
boys glasses and take drink yourse-
ho! ho! ho! ha! ha! ha! Snyder,
wha-ha! ha! ha! ha --at's the matter
with that nose 2" y aal o.
Snyder's brow darkened with wrath
by this time, and his voice grew deeper
and sterner:
"I pen out fshin' NIT ter poys on der
leedle Miami. The sun bees hot as hail
upt plrn my pugle. Now, that is more
vot l don't go to say. Vot gind of pes
eness? That is all right; 1 purn my
nose, don't it :" -a i,s
"Burn your nose-burn all the hair
off your head, for what I care; you
needn't get mad about it." -.-.
1t was evident that Snyder would not
stand more than one more twsak at that
nose, for he was tramping about behind
the bar and growing like an exasperat-
ed old bear in his cage. Another of
his tormentors walks in. Some one
sings out to him, "Have glass Of beer,
Billy ?" 'Don't care about any beer"
says Billy, "but Snyder, you may give
me one of your best ciga--. Ha-a-a!
ha !! hal ha! ho! ho! ho! he! he I!
he! ahh-ha! ha! ha! Why, why,
Snyder-wha-wha-ha.a.a! ha! ha!
what's the matter with that nose ?"
Snyder was absolutely fearful to be.
hold by this time. His face was purple
with rage, all except his nose, which
glowed like ball of fire. Leaning his
ponderous figure far over the bar, and
posing his arm aloft to emphasize his
words with it, he fairly roared :asses Hss
sPve peen out fshin' NIT der poys.
The sun it pese hot like inflammation.
1 purnt my nose, Now you no like dose
nose and yust take dose nose unit VIZ
wr-wring your tam American fingers
nit EN- That's the kind of man vot
am p s a.
And Snyder was right. -
A SOLITARY AUDIENCE.-The man.