The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1877-09-18
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snyder,s Nose,

Snyder kept beer saloon come years
ago "over the Rhine" Snyder was q
ponderous TeutoHsofvery irescible tenn
per-" sudden, and quick in quarrel''-
get mad in a minute. Nevertheless his
saloon was great resort for ssthe 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,
experience had taught them that he
would not bite.
One day Snyder was missing; and ii
was explained byzbis frau who yer1ed'
The beer tkSl that be had sk91nel
out fishing NIT der poys." The next
day one Of the boys who was particu
larly 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 blister.
ed by the sun, until it looked like dead
ripe tomato. aq
"Why, Snyder, what's the matter with
your nose?" said the caller.
Il peen out fishing NIT ter poys," re-
piled Snyder, laying his finger tenderly
against his proboscis; "the sun it pese
hot like ash never vas, md l purns my
nose. Nice nose, don't it7" And Sny-
der viewed it with look of comical
sadness in the little mirror back of his
bar. 1t entered at once into the head of
the miscaievous fellow in front of the
bar to play a joke on Snyder; so he
went out and collected half dozen of
his comrades, with whom lie arranged
that they should drop in at, the saloon
one after another, and ask Snyder,
whats the matter with that nose p to
see how long he would stand it. The
man who put up the job went in first
with a companion, and seating themsel-
yes at table called for beer. Snyder
brought it to them, and the new conner
exclaimed as be saw him.. "Snyder,
what's the matter with your nose ?"
II yust dell your frient here / peen
out flshin' NIT der poys, unit de sun he
purnt 'em-zwei lager-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 beer and pref" Zap
pears to catch sudden glimpse of Sny-
der's nose, looks wonderinely mo-
ment aud then bursts out laugbing) "ha
ha! ha! Why, Snyder-ha! ha! ha
what's the matter with your nose P'
II peen out fishin' NIT ter poys, unit
de sun it vas yust ash hot like blazes,
unit | purnt my nose, dat ish all right"
Another tormentor comes in and in.
sists on setting them up for the whole
house. Snyder" says he, "ill the
boys glasses, and take drink yourse-
ho! ho! hol ha! ha! ha!-Snyder,
wha-ha! ha! what's the matter with
that nose9"
Snyder's brow darkens with wrath by
this time, and his voice grows deeper
and sterner:
81 peen out fishin' NIT ter poys on the
Leedle Miam. De sun pese hot like ash
we'll, Ipurn my pugle. Now dat is
more vot don't got to say. Vot gind
O. pesenessp Dat ish all right; I purn
my oUn nose, don't it2"
"Burn your nose-burn all the hair
off your head, for what / care; you
needn't get mad about it."
1t was evident that Snyder would not
stand more than one more tweak at that
nose; for he was tramping about be.
hind the bar and growing like an exas-
perated old bear in his cage. Another
one OF his tormentors walks In. Some
one sings out to him, "Have a glass OF
beer, Billy"
"Don't care about any beer" says
Billy, shut, Snyder, you may give me
one Of your best ciea-Ha a-a ha ha
ha! ho! no! no he! he! hel ah-ah b.
ha! ha! ha! NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
--who-ha 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
raising his arm aloft to emphasize his
words with 1t, he fairly roared:
81 peen out flshin' init ter poys. The
sun it pese hot like ash never vas. /
|purnt my nose. Now you no like dose
nose, you yust take dose nose unit VT.
wr-wr-wr r-r-wring your mean American
fingers NIT 'em. Dots de kind of man
vet ] am!' And Snyder was right.