The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1869-02-16
"What's the Matter with TINT
- ,- NOsef',

per-'''sudden and quick in quarrel
got mad in a minute. Nevertheless his
saloon was great resort for the BOYS,
partly because of the excellence Of his
beer and partly because they liked to
chafe "old Snyder" as they called him;
for although his bark was terrific, exper-
fence had taught them that he wouldn't
bite.
One day Snyder was missing, and it
was explained by his ssfrau' who "jerk-
ed" the beer that day that he had ''gone
out fishing nit der boys" The next
day one of the boys who was particularly
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, swollen and disfgured by
the sun, until it looked like dead ripe
peech.
why, Snyder, what's the matter with
your nose ?" said the caller.
81 been out fishing nit der boys" re-
piled Snyder. laying his finger tenderly
against his proboscis, the sun it pese so
hot like ash der tifel, and / purns my
1OoCs 4NlCC uOot, uOu blG
And Snyder viewed it with look of
comical sadness, in little mirror back of
his bar. 1t entered at once in to the head
ofthe michievous fellow in front of the
bar to play a 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 af.
ter another, and ask Snyder, What's the
matter with that nose p to see how long
he would standit The man who put up
hejob went in first with companion,
and seating themselves at q table called
for beer. Snyder brought it to them and
the new conner exclaimed as he saw him
s'Snyder, what's the matter with your
nose?n
81 yust dell yourfrient' here I''peen out
fishin' NIT der boys, unit the sun he purnt
'em-zwi lager-ten cents-all right.
Another boy rushes in. Halo, boys
you're ahead of me this time, 'spose I'm
in though. Here, Snyder, bring me a
glass of lager and pretz-(appears TO
catch asudden glimpse of Snyder's nose,
looks wonderingly for mement, and
then bursts outlaughing )-ha! ha what
is the matter with your nose ?'
Snyder, Of course, can't see any fun in
having burnt nose, OF having it laughed
at, and he says, in tone sternly smphat
ic: Eve peen out fshin NIT der boys,
unit de sun it juse SO hot like as de tifel
unit purnt my nose; dat is right.
Another tormenter comes in and insists
on setting them up for the whole house.
Snyder says he, sfillup the boys glasses
and take a drink yourse-ho! no! ho
ha! ha! ha! Snyder, wha-ha! ha! ha
what's the matter with that nose?
Snyder's brow darkens with wrath by
this time, and his voice grows deeper and
sterner-
81 peen out fishin' NIT der boys on der
leetle Miami. The sun pese hot like as
hail, unit / purnt my bugle. Now dat is
more vot / don't got to say. Vot kintoi
peseness? That ish all right; 1 purn my
own nose, don't it?
ssBurn your nose, burn all the hair of
your head, for what care; you needn't
get mad about it"
TWAS evident that Snyder wouldn't
stand more than one more tweak at that
nose, for he was tramping about behind
his bar and growing like an exasperated
old bear in his cage Another of his tor.
menters, walks in. Some one sings out
to him, Have glass of beer, Billy.
"Don,t care about any beer, says Billy
but you may give me one of your best
eiga-ha-a-a- ha ha ha no! ho! no
he he! he! a-a-a-ah ha! ha! ha ha
Snyder-why-Snyder-who--ha-a!h a 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 ball of fire. Leaning his ponder
Gus figure far over the bar, and raising
his words with it, he fairly roared:
I've peen out fishing nit ter boys
The sun itpese as hot like hail-tamna
ton. ] purnt my nose. Now you nc
like dose nose, you yust take dose nose
unit wr-r-r-rung your tam American fin.
gers mitem. Oats the kind of man
vot ] am!