After dinner stories by famous men : . tanda word that the native said. Never mind, replied Ade consolingly. Yousee the old duffer hasnt a tooth in his head, and hewas only talking gum-Arabic. Bv Famous ]Men 31 JOHN HOLLISBAXKHEAD, seniorUnited States Senatorfrom Alabama, is a law-giver to the old schoolwho proudly proclaimsthat lie sprung from the peepul and by themunaided and alone hasbeen kej)t in the Con-gress for the ])ast quar-ter of a century or even Mr. Bankheadat times has a quietlaugh at the homely un-sophistications of someof his constituents. Theres Julius Green, of Pickens
After dinner stories by famous men : . tanda word that the native said. Never mind, replied Ade consolingly. Yousee the old duffer hasnt a tooth in his head, and hewas only talking gum-Arabic. Bv Famous ]Men 31 JOHN HOLLISBAXKHEAD, seniorUnited States Senatorfrom Alabama, is a law-giver to the old schoolwho proudly proclaimsthat lie sprung from the peepul and by themunaided and alone hasbeen kej)t in the Con-gress for the ])ast quar-ter of a century or even Mr. Bankheadat times has a quietlaugh at the homely un-sophistications of someof his constituents. Theres Julius Green, of Pickens County,said Mr. Banklicad. I met him again on my lasttour of the provinces. Howdy, Julius ? I , said Julius. Whats the matter? I asked solicitously. I been a-havin hard luck. Colonel, repliedJulius, despondently. You know, he went on,and in his eyes was the shadow of dejection, Ihad a piece of bacon I kept to boil peas with. Theotlier I lent it to Devercaux Henderson, andhis MJfe boiled black jjcas with it and ruined on, thats a mrre (iui])l)le, said Walter Camji,Yales athletic adviser, during a discussion of foot- 32 After Dinner Stories ball rules. It reminds mc of two boys of a friendof mine wbom I visited last summer. Here/ said the mother to the older of themone day, here is a banana. Divide it with yourlittle brother, and sec that he gets the lions share. The younger child a few minutes later set up agreat bawling. INIamma, he shrieked, Johnhasnt given me any banana. Whats this ? said the mother, hurrying in. Its all right, explained the older boy.* Lions dont eat bananas. Si ONE of Ex-President Tafts favourite stories, re-cently told over the coffee and cigars at an in-formal dinner in the White House, runs thus: A clergymans little boy was sjiending the aft-ernoon with the bishops children. At the rectory, said the humble j^rcachersson, weve got a hen that lays an egg every day. * Pooh, said the bishops boy, my father laysa foundation stone once a wee
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