The Morristown Gazette

When Gallaher packed away his fur overcoat, last year, he resolved the moths should not destroy it, so he put about four pounds of pepper into it. When that cold morning struck us, he got the coat out in a hurry and, without stopping to brush it, put it on and skipped for a horse-car. In he jumped and sat down. As he went down, out fluffed a little cloud of pepper and he inhaled it. The pepper made him sneeze. The convulsion of sneezing agitated the coat further, and the pepper kept coming up on him. So, unstead of stopping sneezing, he sneezed harder. He sneezed so hard that he attracted general attention. His eyes filled with tears. Every sneeze made things worse. He gasped for breath and tried to stop, but could not. People didn't understand it, and thought the man would die. A benevolent gentleman went to the rescue. He patted Gallaher's back, and a little cloud of pepper arose to him. Ker-choo! He was sneezing too. And his effort had so spread the pepper that not only did Gallaher go it worse, but the people next to Gallaher began to sneeze. The violence of Gallaher's sneezing meantime increased. He shook so that the pepper came out of the coat in a cloud. Soon everybody in the car was sneezing. "What catchoo sort of a-catchoo- man are you?" asked one man of Gallaher. But the latter could not reply. The thing was getting serious. The conductor came in to rectify matters, but he got to sneezing too, and could do nothing. Some of the passengers were furious at Gallaher. Two of them attempted to put him out of the car. They cinched him. Of course the more they shook him the worse things got. Everybody in the car was shedding tears and sneezing frightfully. Consternation prevailed. Finally somebody made a break for the door. They all fled. all but Gallaher, and the men fighting him. Finally they were got off. and Gallaher arose to get out. The car had been stopped. Those who had got out had recovered from their paroxysms and wanted to lick Gallaher. But as they started for him, the thought struck them that they'd get to sneezing again if they meddled with him. So they let him go. And he went home and was so mad at the coat, he took it off and sailed in to kick it and got into another sneezing fit that lasted thirteen minutes—Boston Post