The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1877-09-26
A LITTLE ASSURANCE NAN.

fle came INTO tnS oultOrhl room on time,
according TO his promise. and seizing VA
cant desk, spread out bis great red scaled
policy. unpackoi his portabio ink bottle,
sucked u his pen moment. and then brisk
" said:
Ready now. What company will you
take. the Never Bust or the Death
sUotber?'
The reporter replied that. as poor sin.
ncr. he preferred tho Death Suother?
so be il. Ten thou
Rap rap rap was heard at the door.
Come in, called the reporter. In there
danced vicious young man, with 4 heavy
stick "a typo gotten up for the Oecasion,,
Want 10 see yer local man, fercely said
the intruder. aa5s@
Yer lie! Ye are him 7 and away the
fellow came with the flourish Of his stick.
While the assurance mans bat was knock
ed over his eyes, tho reporter fell heavily
on the floor, and the intruder jumped out .!
the door with yell of deianea. .
Hurt much r cried the man Of policies.
springing TO the reporters aid.
.Ah--a-not- said that dis
sembier, in stunned way; s@s@.
Dangerous fellow. that!' 5
oh, no, answered the reporter, rather
mild. A msn with stick is small mat
ter 20 US. Get this sort Of thing half dozen
times q day -
You Gou't say so 7
lies. do. But you wore writing the
amount Of the policy. believe? III
'fes,' aud he quit scratching his head
with that troubled sir and resumes his
writing. when loud yell from Ito door
turns him suddenly around. @sa@S'
On. ye little devil An' ye be's the man
that wud, d,blast poor Yoman's reputation in
yer hill sh,te red hided. am |. 20 dirty,
snakia' spalpeon:' and the big woman (the
press man ID disguise) sOizes tho trembling
reporter, shakes him up and drives him
from the door. a terrible noise Is heard
on the stairs. and directly the reporter
creSPs back limpiug, and nursing the back
ef his head.
Urea, Jupiter. are you Killed.? cries out
the terrified little assurance man.
'Oh It's nothing; only Mrs. o Hon
hahon. She does this SORT Of thing some.
times tSics week. | know. though.
can stand 1t much longer. Write away,
feol week now. Here's Jour premium.
EQuick.' f @s ass@s.
but, says tbs assurance man hastily.
perhaps I'd better call again, when yOu
are--s-cain,er, You know. Heavens.
sho's tbat?' A greater six-footer, carrying
a six shooter, stalked in tthe occasional
correspondent up to the game). ~.
| Get ready, pull out your other gun be
thuadered. 'Pll take you both at the same
time. Draw
| 'Oae momeFt, Colonel said the ropor-
tier. I'm just getting my life insured. Step
into tho other room. and I'll join you with
all despatch, ,.nd we can pull down over u
handkerchief. Shan't keep you but five
minutes .~...... a.....-.
All right, sir. BE quick, and the Co.
lionel sworo a mighty oath rs he weEt out.
The reporter lard his head dcjertediy on
his arms and groaned: I'm dead man.
He's the bes; shnt in the State. God have
mercy on me- Then ho moaned aud kissed
"a photograph. and called out: Quick with
THE policy. Mako it $500, 1000. l'm bound
TO make money at any PREMIUM lie
looked up. Tho assurance man was gone.
and line cf ink marked his course. Then
the reporter kicked over the managing edi-
tors hook case 10 his glee. and called il
the Coloncl!' and said Bill, let's iee-wa'
ter
The story canvassed the city. and no as.
suranes man goe,h any more unto that re-
porter foreyer.--Cleayelabd Piai'Hlsater