The daily morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1883-1899, 1895-01-26
LIKES GOOD LIQUOR.
Lord Chumley. Dissipated Donkey.
Not so Much of an ASS After All.

The winter residents Of Rockaway
Beach, like those Of all summer re-
sorts, have little to amuse them at this
season of the year, and consequently
anything which promises some recrea-
tion even IL il is coupled with business,
is hailed with joy, says the New York
Tribune.
Among the best-hnown residents OF
Rockaway beach is Lord Chulnley, and
although his lordship is not human,
he certainly has as much intelligence
as many humans have. Lord Chumley
is a trick jackass and until Saturday
night Louis Kraft, OF RocKaway beach,
was his reputed owner. Many OF
KraIt's friends were inclined, however,
to doubt Kraft's ownership. and felt
that the jackass owned Kraft. AT any
rate Kraft continued to pay for the
oats and other provender consumed by
his "ludship," although he was often
heard to grumble because the latter
refused to chew sand. But ali Kralt's
protests had not the slightest effect
on Lord Chumley, and he continued to
pursue the even tenor OF his way. He
kicked the ROOF of the barn about
thIee times week, and gong down
to the village, visited the hotels ana
barrooms, anu got gloriously ineprlaten.
He then staggered home, and leaning
up against the house beneath the bed
room window Of his alleged proprietor,
lei out the most develish and diabolical
brays that ever issued from the throat
OF a jackass. Mr. Kraft would have
to get up in the night and pacify the
the lord with warm bran mashes, put
ice on his head, etc. Kraft stood il
for as long a time as he could, but at
last his wife took hand and said she
would either leave the Kraft residence
or Lord Chumley should.
This brought matters to climax,
and all Rockaway Beach was electrified
last week by the announcement that
Ltrd Chumley was to be raffled off.
The rattle took place at Perry Burns
AEbemarle Hotel, at Seaside, on Satur-
day night, and everybody Of any prom
inence, including his lordship, was
early on hand. A band of local enter
tainers was present to help the amuse-
ment along. Ills ludship" was in, !
clined to ridicule the whole proceed |
ings, and INDUCED in considerable fun |
ny business himself. He playfully kick.
ed the pianist in the small of the back
and at the same time knocked out old
Squire Thompson by an upper cut from
his forefeet He INDUCED in much un.
seemly merriment over these feats, but
after while quieted down and allowed |
the rattle to so on. Over sevcnty-flve |
took part in the rattle, and after much |
throwing of dice the winner was de-
clared to be Mrs. Sarah Neither, we'll
known resident of the beach, who
threw fifty-four. All hands were then
invited to partake Of liquid refresh.
ments and Lord Chumley went through
all his tricks for the edification of his
new mistress, finishing up BY placing
his forefeet on the bar and taking a |
schooner of beer between his lips and
draining it to the dregs By his re
fusal to take his usual nightcap OF
whisky "his lordship" announced his
intention of drinking nothing stronger
than beer in the future, and Mrs. Meth
er is confident that she will soon per
suade him to give up drinking alto
gether and sign the pledge.