Rensselaer Journal, Volume 11, Number 8, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 August 1901 — HAD FUN WITH THE PARSON. [ARTICLE]

HAD FUN WITH THE PARSON.

IneldMUllf That Functionary Bad a. /Joke OB tho Western Cowboy, clerical friend of mine told me a capital story of a Yale man who was the stroke oar of his crew and the chief athlete on the football field. He entered the ministry and spent years In missionary labor in the far West. Walking one day through a frontier town, a cowboy stepped up to him and said: V'Parson, you don’t have enough fun. Take a drink.’’ The minister declined. “Well,” he said, “parson, you must have some fun. Here’s a faro layout. Take - a hand In the game." The minister declined. “Parson,” said the cowboy, “you’ll die If you don’t have some fuz..” And he knocked the parson's hat off his head knd hit him a whack on the ear. The old athlete’s spirit rose; the science which had been learned in the college gymnasium and forgotten for a quarter of a century was aroused, a blow landed on the Jaw of that cowboy that sent him sprawling in the street. The parson walked over him as if he had been a door rug, picked him up and dusted the side of the house with him and then mopped up the sidewalk with his form. As the ambulance was carrying the cowboy off he raised his head feebly and said: “Parson, what did you fool me for? You are chock full of fun.”—New York Times.