The Shasta courier., 1868-10-03
SHASTA COURIER.
what's the Matter with that Nose ,

1.-THE Fat Contributor" of the Cincinnati
Times tells the following lover the Rhine"
story:
SNYDER kept beer saloon some years ago
" over the Rhine" Snyder was ponder
GUS Teuton Of very irascible temper" sud
den and quick in quarrel"-got mad in a
minute. Nevertheless his saloon was great
place of resort for the boys-partly because
of the excellence of his beer and partly be.
cause thcy liked to chafe "old Snyder,n as
they called him for although his bark was
terrific, experience had taught them that he
wouldn't bite.
One day Snyder was missing, and it was
explained by his frau" that ''ierked" the
beer that day, that he had "gone out fishing
nit der boys" The next day one of the
boys who was pai ticulary 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, blis,ered and swollen bv
the sun until it looked like dead ripe toma-
to.
Why, Snyder, what's the matter with
your nose?" said the caller
I" been out fishing mid der boys" re-
piled Snyder, laying his finger tendery
against his proboscis :" the sun it pees hot
like ash der tifel, und purus my nose. Nice
nose, don't it?' And Snyder viewed it with
a look of comical 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 COM
rades, with whom he arranged that they
should drop in at the saloon, one after anoth-
er, and ask Snyder I" 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 the 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?"
Il yust ell your frent here l been out
hshin' NIT der boys, unit der sun he purnt
'em-swi larger, den cents all right"
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 sud
den glimpse of Snyder's nose, looks wonder
ingly moment and then bursts out laugh
ing" hal hal hal Why, Snyder-ha ha
what's the matter with that nose ~
Snyder, of course, can't see any fun in
having burnt nose. or having it laughed at,
and he says, in tone sternly emphatic
I've peen out fishing nit der boys, unit
de sun is use as hot like ash der tifel, unit l
purnt my nose that ish all right"
Another tormentor comes in and insists on
setting 'em up" for the whole house. "Sny-
DER" says he, !" fill up the boys glasses and
take drink yourse-hol no no! ha
hal ha! Snyder, wha-hal ha ha!-at's
the matter with that nose ?"
Snyder's brow darkened with wrath by this
time, and his voice grew deeper and sterner
. pen out fiishin' nit ter boys on del
leedle Miami. The sun bees hot as hail uni
purn my pugle. Now, that is more vot
don't go to say. Fot gind of peseness?-
That ish all right; purn my nose, dom
it?"
Burn your nose-burn all the hair of
your head. for what care; you needn't ge
mad about it.
Itwas evident that Snyder would not stanC
more than one more tweak at that nose, fo
he was trampiDg about behind the bar anC
growing ike an exasperated old bear in hi
cage Another of his tormentors walks in
Some one sings out to him, 50 Have glass
Of beer, Billy?'
"Don't care about any beer" says Billy
" but Snyder, you may give me one of YOU
best ciga-. Ha-a-a hal hal hal ho ! bo
no! he! he! he! ah-h-h-ha ha! ha! Why
why, Snyder-who-wha ha-ha-a-a! ha ha
what's the matter with that nose ?'
Snyder was absolutely fearful to behold by
this time. His face was purple with rage
all except his nose, which glowed like bal
of fire. Leaning his ponderous figure fal
over the bar, and raising his arm aloft tC
emphasize his words with it, he fairly roared:
I've peen out fshin' nit der poys. The
sun it pese hot like as inflammation.
purnt my nose. Now you no like dose nose
and yust take dose nose unit wr-wr-wrine
your tam American fingers NIT EN- That's
the kind of vot am l''
And Snyder was right.