A Stage-Struck Hoosier — 200
An awkward-looking, stage-struck Hoosier went to see one of the New Orleans theatrical managers, some time since, and solicited an engagement. “What rôle would you prefer, my friend?” asked the manager. “Wal, squire,” said the would-be Western Roscius, “I ain’t partial to rolls, nohow—corn-dodgers is my favourite.”