After dinner stories by famous men : . s Wilson .45 rrcsidcnt Wilson . 1(>>J Kaiser William ^l Uahbi Wise . , . l-8 Owen Wister . 119 Orville Wrifjlit, comic portrait . 1^2 Lafayette Young 125 After Dinner StoriesBy Famous JNIen ADMIRAL FLETCHER, who has been prominent inthe Mexican situation, isa very prolific story-teller,and here is one he tells asan actual happening. An old-time blue-jack-et was charged with ex-tracting food from a laza-retto outside of meal hours. The captain, upon ques-tioning the man, seemedunable at first to glean anyinformation. After a fewmoments of thoughtful
After dinner stories by famous men : . s Wilson .45 rrcsidcnt Wilson . 1(>>J Kaiser William ^l Uahbi Wise . , . l-8 Owen Wister . 119 Orville Wrifjlit, comic portrait . 1^2 Lafayette Young 125 After Dinner StoriesBy Famous JNIen ADMIRAL FLETCHER, who has been prominent inthe Mexican situation, isa very prolific story-teller,and here is one he tells asan actual happening. An old-time blue-jack-et was charged with ex-tracting food from a laza-retto outside of meal hours. The captain, upon ques-tioning the man, seemedunable at first to glean anyinformation. After a fewmoments of thoughtful si-lence on the mans part,liowevcr, he replied: Captain, I aint took no food outer there^^hy, Captain, he continued, convincingly, * tharwerent no food in it! I looked in, and. Captain,I met a cockroach coming outer it with tears inhis eves. THE EVIDEXCE/ said the judge, shows thatyou threw a stone at tliis man. Sure, rtplifd Mrs. .nid llielooks av the man shows more thou thot, ycr Iion-our; it shows thot Oi hit 12 After Dinner Stories WM. J. BURNS;, the great detective, once suffereda loss of reputation wiili at least one man. Hetold the story himself: I well remember, said he, smiling, a walkI once took down Market Street, in San I strode along, proud and happy, a rose in mybuttonhole and a gold-headed cane in my hand, adrunken man had the impudence to stop me. Aint you Mr. Burns? he asked. Yes, said I. What of it ? Mr. Burns the detective } he hiccoughed. * Yes, yes. Who are you ? I asked impa-tiently. Mr. Burns, said he, Ill tell you who I — hie — the husband of your washerwoman. W^ell, what of that ? My scorn brought a sneer to the mans lips,and he said: You see, you dont know everything, ] What dont I know ? Well, said he, you dont know that — hie —Im wearin one of your white shirts. SENATOR BEVERTDGE, discussing railroadwrecks, said: There is, I think, too much bustle, too muchhurry, about some of our railroads. T
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