The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1876-07-20
How a Correspondent Sat for His POr-
trait, and How it Looked.

PHILADELPHIA, June 19.-Ihave had
to comply with the rules and have my
photograph pasted on my pass. The
work was done inside the grounds by
regularly appointed artists. As they
had to depict several thousand CORE
spondents they couldn't take much
pains. You know / am not strikingly
handsome even when pleased. In fact,
| was as mad as a steamboat barkeeper
with a big lot of passengers carrying
their own whisky. 1 had been standing
in the press-gang line for an hour and a
half. And | had on a tight pair of
shoes. And | was hot-and hungry
and thirsty and dry-and wanted some
lager the worst sort. And then l felt
sneaky and mean at the rogue's gallery
idea of the arrangement. But my turn
came at last. need not say that my
hair was rumpled, and my collar wilted,
and my craYat twisted, and my shirt
front bulged out. j Topped down in
the chair like aboardmg-house boarder,
and butted back the fOrked iron head
brace clear out of position. The artist
wanted to fix me in better attitude.
But told him to shoot it to me as was.
There wasn't much time to argufy, SO he
shot it to me as was. just as he shot IT
to me as was, a bright ray of light fell
on the tip-top of my tawny head, and
glanced off into my right eye. L in
voluntarily shut down my right eye,
and of course elevated my right cheek.
Then thought what the consequence
would be, and | smiled a smile of three
or four inches in width. When the
artist gave me the picture next day he
kinder laughed. He might well have
kinder laughed. The sudden ray of
light on the top of my head had left the
qualification of long, diagonal, shiny,
bald streak-much ike a blaze on a
roam mustangs nose. The sudden shut
ling Of my right eye had left sort OF a
Eilt-odged balcony over that Optic-and
tie consequent smile had extended I'M
der niyleft ear, exactly above the place
v here the knot OF my cravat was tied.
When gave the picture to the lady in
attendance, who was to paste it on my
ticket. she kinder laughed. When L
gave 1t To the man who was to put the
official stamp on it, he kinder laid
back IL bis chair and put q rubber
eraser in his mouth, and appeared to
be suffering some inward pain. But
at last he stamped it, and then | went
right out at the big gate and came
around to a small gate, to see how slick
and nice it would be coming in on a
special Centennial correspondent tick
ct. But / didn't come in with it very
slick and nice.
"See here, young man." says the
gate-keeper, "you can't come around
here trying to get in on that there
thing. Why, the man whose picture is
on that pass must be near onto hun
dred years old. When did your hair
grow out? When did your eye come
luncurled? How did your mouth flop
back so sudden? know your game,
young man! You've been and hooked
some poor old country editors's pass. l
advise you to 90 along off with that
thing. It's put up job. You might
| get arrested @
Seeing there was no use to argue the
matter, and feeling the Justice of the
mans convictions, went around to the
press headquarters outside and eX-
planned my troubles. They sent man
back with me who made it all right.
But that is the only gate-keeper who
will let me in on the Internal hObgoblin
of pass-and he is still suspicious
! Cor. VGcESbUrg Herald.