Deseret Evening News | 1890-09-06 | Page 5 | Too Much

Too Much. One of the New York city enumerator enu-merator for the district embracing a certain portion of Baxter street relates the following experience: Pulling the bell of a low brick bouo it is answered by a shrewd looking foreigner, to whom are put the U'tial questions. "What is your name?" "Moses Lavinsky, aus rosea in Poland." "Are you married?" "Yes. sir year. Mine wife's nam Is Richel, and I have nine children." "You r business?" '1 am a second liant clodding dealer." '"What Is your religion?" The man stared blankly at the enumerator for a moment and then, turning, he called inside: "Ra-a-chel, I tell hint all I am. liut he rant to know my re-leetchlon!" re-leetchlon!" Something was said In response In a strange tongue, when Mcses, with a twinkle In bis eye, bends doan to the o-Dtus taker: "Don't cir It avay; I'm a lu-va ktr."Miladctp:ia Timet.