The unsuspecting boarding
house keeper, or restaurant man buys it and cooks it, and the boarder or
transient guest calls for tripe. A piece is cut off the damnable tripe
with a pair of shears used in a tin shop for cutting sheet iron, and it is
handed to the victim. He tries to cut it, and fails; he tries to gnaw it
off, and if he succeeds in getting a mouthful, that settles him. He leaves
his tripe on his plate, and it is gathered up and sewed on the original
piece, and is kept for another banquet.
"CASH."
On circus day W.H.H. Cash, the great railroad monopolist of New Lisbon,
was in the city. He had just made a few hundred thousand dollars on a
railroad contract, and he decided to expend large sums of money in buying
dry goods. He went into one of our stores and was passing along up the
floor, when a black-eyed girl with a dimple in her chin, pearly teeth, red
pouting lips, who was behind the counter, shouted, "_cash, here!_" Mr.
Cash turned to her, a smile illuminating his face as big as a horse
collar. He is one of the most modest men in the world, and as he extended
his great big horny hand to the girl, a blush covered his face, and the
perspiration stood in great beads on his forehead. "How do yeu dew?" said
Cash, as she seemed to shrink back in a frightened manner.
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