The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1890-02-12
FULToNS UNIQUE STYLE.
His Original yv2y Of Getting Food
Without Cost.
How He Bamboozicd Farmer Out OF an
Entire Barrel of C;Jer-iIis Expert
ness v ith the Furli-Fun Mt the
Expense of Grecnhorns.

ness v ith the Furli-Fun Mt the
Expense of Grecnhorns.
The oil town Pttrolia, which has re-
Gently been burned, had in its flush
days character in Johnny Fulton.
He was, says the New York World, q
young man from Kittanning, Pa, who
pretended to practice law, but he
was so very busy having fun that
he had no time to waste in any
other pursuit Fulton mover missed an
opportunity to make some one the VIC
tim of sell OF some kind. He was a
wonderfully plausible liar, and it was a
favorite amusement of his to take scat
in lunch-room alongside Of a stranger,
and while holding him spell-bound with
some amazing story of life in the oil
regions, steal the food of the strangers
plate and eat IT, He had acquired great
expertness with the fork in this busi-
ness, but his success lay in his skill in
weaving romance that riyeted the list
ener's attention TO degree which made
the pilfcring Of potato or spoonful OF
beans from his plate an easy matter.
One day he bamAoozlod farmer out
of an entire barrel Of cider with the same
facility that he would have harpooned a
biscuit OF his plate,
AT this time the mud was hardly less
than two feet deep on the streets Of the
town. The farmer made his appearance
with a barrel OF cider on his wagon
seeking purchaser Cor it. Fulton
hailed him and began negotiations for
the cider. He was very particular about
the quality, which, he said, was
OF much more importance to him than
the price. The price, in fact, was no
object. He said he was about to open o
new store and he intended to treat his
friends to the cider as card for custom,
"a sort Of free blow to every body"
After being assured by the farmer
that the cider was the hest that could be
made he accepted tho terms and volun-
teered to pay two dollars extra II the
farmer delivered the cider in the store
tapped and on box ready for business.
The farmer wrcstled with the barrel for
nearly an hour before ne got IT. through
the mud to the sidewalk. Fulton re-
quired him to carry water from the
creek and wash the mud of the barrel
before rolling It into the vacant room
where he said he intended to open a
large stock OF goods.
The farmer finally got faucet into
the barrel, rolled 1t on box, and then
Fulton began TO call in his friends
Every body who passed along the street
was urged to come in and partake.
"You won't mind drawing of the ci
der for the boys" he remarked, in hi.
glib and oily way, "and then will have
the pleasure of introducing you to a Few
Of my friends"
AS the crowd fled In Fulton would re
ceive them with flourish and say:
"Mr. Jones, this Is Farmer Wayback
Farmer Wayback, shake hands with Mr.
Smith, In this way ne introduced Tom
Dick and Harry until the demand 70
the farmers services at the faucet be
camo too great to waste any time OF
mere civilities. IL was all "Farme
Wayback" could do TO twist the faucc
and keep the empty cups filled.
Fulton drank deeply himself and en-
livened the occasion with piquant re
marks to the effect that the expenS
could go hang when IL came 10 opening
n new store and doing the square thinj
by the boys. lie told the farmer tn
cider was a great success and he coult
bring in barrel on the same term
every day for week and two on Sunda,
II itwas as good as the present article
He was going to pour a llbation TO ever
man, woman and child that came alon
II it took all The cider in Butler County
1t never occurred to the farmer to as
such liberal, whole-souled young ma
for settlement, and Fulton continue
to shower his bounty upon the crowd O
loaters until the cider began to get lo'
in the barrel. This was the signal 70
him 10 quietly retire from the festiv
scene and seek seoluslon elsewhere.
The farmer ladlod out the cider o
long as II lasted, and when the last dir
perful had been yielded up the crow
also forsook him and left him holdin
the empty barrel on the box and vainl
waiting for Fulton's return. After war
ing until dark, and the young man cam
not, he rolled tho barrel into the wago
and taking seat astride Of 1t, drov
AWAY with the remark:
"lf that darned cuss gifts this barre
he'll be smarter than am, b. goshr"