148 KRIDER'S SPORTING ANECDOTES. 



" Why, no, not particularly," answers the 

 worthy cit, flushing still more. 



" I thought not," says the pusher, shaking his 

 head and blinking awfully at the animal in his 

 hand, "well then, sir, I has to inform you that 

 you has done what no other man has parformed 

 in this here river for fifty years you has killed 

 a young otter." 



" No !" exclaims the other, staring hard in his 

 turn at the rogue's face, who stands the inquir- 

 ing gaze like a monument. 



" Fact, sir, and now whether you pays me for 

 this here tide's shove or no, you're sartin to 

 figure in the Daily Ledger, the Sun, and all the 

 weeklies, not to speak of the New York 

 Spurrit." 



" But is this really an otter, my good fellow?" 

 says the shooter. 



" Sartainly it be ; I seed many a one in the 

 far west." (The mendacious rascal had proba- 

 bly never been west of the Schuylkill in his life.) 

 "Has you any acquaintance among the horno- 

 thology chaps, sir?" Does you know any of the 

 great skin-stufTers?" 



" Why, no, I can't say that I do," answered 

 the fat gentleman, regaining his complacency 

 fast. 



