 | Artemus Ward, his book ; with many comic
illustrations |  |
HIGH-HANDED OUTRAGE AT UTICA.
In the Faul of 1856, I showed my show in
Utiky, a trooly grate sitty in the State of New
York.
The people gave me a cordyal recepshun. The
press was loud in her prases.
1 day as I was givin a descripshun of my Beests
and Snaiks in my usual flowry stile what was my
skorn & disgust to see a big burly feller walk up to
the cage containin my wax figgers of the Lord's
Last Supper, and cease Judas Iscarrot by the feet
and drag him out on the ground. He then commenced
fur to pound him as hard as he cood.
“What under the son are you abowt?” cried I.
Sez he, “What did you bring this pussylanermus
cuss here fur?” & he hit the wax figger another
tremenjis blow on the hed.
Sez I, “You egrejus ass, that air's a wax figger
— a representashun of the false 'Postle.”
Sez he, “That's all very well fur you to say,
but I tell you, old man, that Judas Iscarrot can't
show hisself in Utiky with impunerty by a darn
site!” with which observashun he kaved in Judassis
hed. The young man belonged to 1 of the first
famerlies in Utiky. I sood him, and the Joory
brawt in a verdick of Arson in the 3d degree.
| Artemus Ward, his book ; with many comic
illustrations | |