Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1871-07-12
What's the Matter With that Nose"

CuyuCT kept Il Dccr SdIOOl years ago over
nit der GrindstoEe Factory on Kensington.
Snyder was ponderous Teuton of very ir-
rascible temper sudden and quick in
quarrel getting mad in a minute. New
ertheless his saloon was great resort for
the boys, partly because of the eXcellency
of his beer, and partly because the boys
liked to chafe ''old Snyder as they called
him for although his bark was terrific, ex
perience had taught them that he wouldn't
bite
One day Snyder was missing, aud it was
explained by his frau who jerked the
beer that day, that he had gone out fish
ing nit der boys" The next day one OF
the boys who was particularly fond of
roasting old Snyder, dropped in to get a
glass of beer, and discovered Snyders nose,
which was big one at any time, swollen
and blistered by the sun, until it looked like
a dead ripe tomato.
why, Snyder, what's the matter with
your nose?"
Il pen out fishing nit der boys" said
Snyder, laying his finger tenderly against
his proboscis ''Te sun it pees hot like ash
ter tifel, until I purns my nose. Nice nose,
don it?' And Snyder viewed it with
back of the bar
1t entered at once into the mischevous
fellow in front of the bar to play trick on
Snyder. He went out aud called half
dozen of his comrades, with whom he ar
ranged that they should drop in at the sa-
loon, one after another, and ask Snyder,
hat is the matter with that nose % to
see how long he would stand it. The chap
who put up the job went in with compan-
ion aud seating themselves at table called
for beer. Snyder brought it to them, and
the new conner exclaimed as soon as he saw
him:
why. Snyder, what's the matter with
your nose p
Il yust tell your frient, | peen out fish
ing nit der boys, tint the sun he punt en-
swi lager-den cents all right.
Another of the boys came rushing in ex-
claiming:
Halo, boys, you're ahead of me this
time, 'spose I'm in. though. Here Snyder,
bring me glass of lager and pret-(he
appeared to catch a sudden glimpse of Sny-
der's uose--looking woEderingly moment
and then burst out laughing:)
''Ha, hal Why, Snyder, what-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
and ha savs in a tone Sterulv emnhatic
re peen out fishing NIT der pnys, unit
de sun it yist as hot like as ter tiful. unit
purnt my nose dat ish all right!
Another tcrmentor comes in ana insists
on setting EN- up for the whole house.
Snyder" says he I'LL up the boys glass
Is, and take drink yourself-ho, no! ha,
ha, ha a!-Snyder, wha-ha, ha, ha what s
the matter with that nose ?"
Snyder's brow darkened with wrath by
this time, and his brow grew deeper and
sterner-
Il peen out fishing nit ter poys on der
Scoolkill. Der sun pees hot like as hail,
unit | purnt my pugle. Now, dat ish more
vat I don't got to say. Dat ish all right
purnt my own nose, don't it. -
Burn your nose-burn all the hair off
your head for what care you needn't get
mad about it. "
1t was evident Snyder. wouldn't stand
more than one more tweak at that nose
| for he was tramping around behind the bar
and growing ike an exasperated old bear
IN his cage.
Another of his tormentors walks in
Some one sings out to him, Have glass
of beer, Billy ?''
FONT care about any beer, says Billy,
but you may give me one of your best ci-
gars-ha, ha, ha ho, ho Why, SNYDER
who wha-ha' 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 ike a ball
OF fire. Leaning his ponderous figure far
over the bar and raising his arm aloft to
emphasize his words with it, he fairly
roared:
Nv peen out fishing init ter poys Der
sun it pees hot like hail. parnt my nose.
Now, you no like dose nose, you yust take
dose nose unit w-r-r-r-ing your tam Ameri-
can fingers nit EN-! OATS der kint of a
man vot [ pces -
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