The Birmingham age-herald., 1903-04-26
BY GEORGE B. CHESTER.

about with his shoes shined all the time He got him an electric automobile and ran 1t with his own power. and cut a big splurge for about year.
 But the museum business proved to be his ruin. He got upish because he was the most dangerous man in the world and he cultivated the nasty temper that he never dared to show while he was living with Mrs. Hominy. He got to be known as the meanest man on the circuit and the other freaks hated him. It was his habit, when he was first introduced to them. to always shake hands and give them shock that nearly raised them of their feet, and it was a bad thing for most of them. The fat lady lost twenty seven pounds after shaking hands with him, and the ossified man began to chip off at a terrible rate the day he met him; the Circassian beauty's own hair rose up so straight that she couldn't keep her bushy wig on, and the tattooed mans stencils all pealed off. It was just cussed meanness, but 1t was his way of joking and he enjoyed 1t a heap. Fully three- fourths of the jokes in the world are on this principle.
 It was the India rubber man who finally footed the whistle for Job. He was, of course, electricity proof and when Job shook hands with him nothing happened. It was a terrible annoyance to Job, ana when the India rubber man found it out and heard of Jobs record from the other freaks he just spent his time rubbing it in.
 You see Job made an announcement from his platform, at every performance, that he'd give five dollars to any man who could shake hands with him and not squirm. Lots of people tried it, but they never earned the money though they made lots of fun for the crowd. The trick made Job the most popular, with the pub lie of any freak in the museum business so the India rubber man threw the kibosh into 1t. Just about the time Job would make this offer the India rubber man would stroll up in his street clothes, look ing like any other man, and insist on shaking hands. He'd stand there and hold Jobs hand for a long time, chuck ling in a way that made Jobs blood boil, then demand his five dollars. Job used to nearly wear himself out trying to shock that man. throwing all his force into the handshake, but it did no good. The long CT this went on the wilder Job got and he finally had to cut out the trick. He hated the India rubber man so hard that he'd go to bed and dream about strangling him, or something of that sort, and when man reaches that point he needs a keeper
 
 One day Jobs chance came. The India rubber man cut his hands and the minute Job saw the blood it flashed across him that it was only the mans skin that was electricity proof. With a roar like a hy- ena he sprang at the India rubber man. flashing sparks all over him, and the two went to the floor. Over and over they rolled. Job with both the India rubber mans hands locked tightly in his own and a steady stream of blue sparks flying in every direction. There was a strong smell of burning rubber, and when Job finally let go the India rubber man rolled over dead
 The manager of the museum telephoned for the police, but when they came, one grab at Job was enough for them and Job was left alone in his glory, running amuck In the place, a raging wild man and boasting that no regiment of police could take him. The sergeant of police, however, got his dander mp and tele- phoned for four policemen in rubber div ing suits, and when they arrived it was all over with Job. They threw him into