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Some Local Tales

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Parent Issue
Day
30
Month
January
Year
1891
Copyright
Public Domain
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One of the motor men on the street cars, while waiting on the switch in front of Polhemus' livery stable, Tuesday, was greatly surprised at being requested by a driver of two old mules to turn out and let him go by. It was an Ann Arbor boy who got real vexed at another Ann Arbor boy-so vexed, in fact that he couldn't find hard enough words to express his dislike. Finally he exclaimed "If you weren't so dirty, I would eat you." Apropos of the stone-yard two jretty fair stories are told. A burly tramp applied for food at the residence of a fourthward citizen, whose Dody has never developed corresDondingly with his brains. The wife called the husband to the door who broached the subject of work to the burly tramp, and proposed that tie go down to the stone-yard. Gazing down at the citizen, the tramp exclaimed: "You feel mighty big with your gold chain and fob, don't you?" It was the same tramp who showed up a few moments later at the kitchen door of Supervisor Ambrose Kearney's residence. He wanted some money "to get something" but failed to state just what. The supervisor said "Wait righthere, till I go in and get my hat and coat, and Til go down to the stone-yard with you. Now don't go. Stay right here." The tramp gazed at the supervisor. His ampie proportions protected him from any sarcasm and the tramp signified his intention of waiting. But when Mr. Kearney got back to the door the tramp was making hasty tracks some feet away. He called to him and the tramp halted long enough to yell: "Who are you? Say, - are you the marshal?" That tramp is not working in the stone-yard yet. A case was recently tried in this city, before the proper legal official, who had quite a reputation as a wag. The plaintiff appeared in person, while the defendant was representec by two young attorneys, one from Ypsilanti and one from Ann Arbor. The official who tried the case thus tells the result. "When my cliënt, (the plaintiff), saw the lawyers he began to get scared and wanted to know if he hadn't better go out anc get a lawyer too, but I told him never to mind it, that I guessed we were enough for them anyway. We didn't have any jury. The two law yers talked a good while but my cliënt won.

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Subjects
Old News
Ann Arbor Argus