The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1888-03-21

bilee Anderson was about to move
Its acceptance, when Mr.. loot
er Williams arose, leaned in graceful
position against the mantel, crossed
his legs, and let his left hand drop in
the manner best calculated to show his
new amethyst ring to advantage, be-
slowed upon the company an afable
and impressive smile, and in q low,
sweet voice remarked:
DE Thomps'n Street Pokah Club
knows dad l han't no kickah, n dar
han't no membah what razzles wifi he
luck mo- reckerless dan me. Bud. :"
continued Mr.. Williams, lifting his
forefnger and shaking it so the anne
thyst fairly stupetied Elder Jubilee
Anderson, "dar am O rule parsed ter
night by de gemman on de kummittee,
whad / 'spicions am meant pussonally
fur me. Dad rule" pursued Mr.. Will
Jams, "am dis" Here he picked the
report from the nerveless fingers of the
Chairman, and read:
"Rule foty-fo,. when a membah
nez busted hest outen cash he mus
Dud up he watch or odder c1at'ral, n
no sayin' "I'm shy TO chips" er Il owe
seben," er femme dat stack till after
de draw" is goin' down wifi dis club
arter de 'doption o. dis rule. spoke,
pay, er buss" am de rule"
"Jesso," assented Reverend Thank
full Smith, at whose suggestion the rule
had been passed.
We'll, said Mr.. Williams, IL liant
'sputin' dat de rule am squar, n dar's
mo- money in de carsh game dan in
playin billiards n bettin' wind"
"Dasso," assented Professor Brick,
who had held seven of Mr.. Williams |
o US nine months.
"Pud," said Mr. Williams, fixing
dignified and penetrating glover upon
the Professor, "ef de word of a genel-
man"-here he drew himself up to his
full height, and twiddled the amethyst
ring some more-"ef de word of a gen
Gilman han't gwine ter be taken no mo-
in dis club, den hez de honah"-here
he favored the reverend Chairman with
a courtly bowl hez de honah to offah
my resign" Here Mr.. Williams ex-
tracted nickel-plated box of great
brlliancy from an inside pocket. drew
forth a cigarette, lighted it gracefully,
and with great dexterity blew a dense
cloud into the countenance of Elder
Jubilee Anderson. who never used to-
bacco in any form, and considered cigar
cites rank poison.
The reverend Chairman wiped his
spectacles, readIusted them, took a
careful survey of Mr.. Williams, leaned
lack, folded his hands, and smiled
foot Williams, he said, "I've alters
noticed at pokah dat de man what
'bjecks ter life-preservin' rules am de
man dat de rule fits like a plarster."
Dads pussonal," said Mr.. Williams,
holly.
NO, OATS not pussonal, loot" said
the reverend gentleman, sweetly: "dat's
pokah. Gimme de man what 'bjecks
ter BLOWN in de CHI ps when he bets,
but blows in de breif agin money.
an Iii show yo' dat mans / o US fer
ten times mon he's wuff.
dads liei" asserted Mr. Williams,
chucking Off his coat and striking a
warlike attitude. use wuf mon any
coon hyar, II"
Here Mr.. Williams made q pass at
the reverend gentleman. 1t failed to
reach. simultaneously leg shot out
from beneath the table and landed on
Mr.. Williams shin with such force and
skill that he fell heavily to the floor.
Swiftly following this arose Rev. Mr..
Smith, who fell on top of Mr.. Will
Jams as he lay. The excitement in the
club was intense.
"Chew often the nose" advised Mr..
Cyan de Whites.
"Buttim in de stummick," counseled
the Elder.
Comb de kinks wifi yo' char, urged
Mr.. Gus Johnson.
"Lammim silly" said Professor
Brick
Excellent as these suggestions were.
and great as was his evident support by
The club, the reverend chairman pur-
sued an even tenor. He merely sat
astride of Mr.. Williams digestive or
gans, grasped that gentleman firmly
by the whiskers, and bstted his head
against the floor with rhythmical skill
and considerable force.
-Lem'me up, said Mr.. Williams.
Am de rule good?' inquired Rev.
Mr.. Smith.
"Leggo my siders," said Mr.. Will
liams.
on votes for de rule?" asked Rev.
Mr.. Smith, introducing a double butt
into his oblgato with Mr.. Williams
head.
",suit hammerin' de TO-" said Mr..
Williams.
DE rule goes?" inquired Pew. Mr..
Smith, varying his exercises with
brilliant series of triple thumps. DE
RI goes?"
"Yezzar." said Mr.. Williams. "Git
often my dinnah."
Rev. Mr.. Smith unloaded himself
from Mr. Williams abdomen, but still
retained grip on the whiskers. Then
he said, slowly:
Den tbutt)-yo' grees-(buttl--
dat wen yo' pokes in dis club-(double
butt its spond es er muffin ?-(triple
buit)-'n de new rule goes in fo'ce ter
night?"-(a butt of tremendous power.
-iezzah, responded Mr.. Williams;
4please lemme ketch my breif.
Rev. Mr.. Smith arose and resumed
his seat at the table. Mr.. Williams
Law auiet a few mome0ts braathino