Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1878-07-13

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gentlemen--
MN. Hayes doesn't know,- began
the machine, .'thas Rutherford ani Bill
Evsrts have false keys to the vine cellar;
and when she went to Chillicothe, y
ought to We seea the goin's-on betw cen
them and the Secretary Of the Interior.
1t WAS shameful. The carpets was jest
ruined, and the cuttings smelled Of TO-
bacco smoke like all pos"-
"Stop, stop!" shouted Mr.. Edison.
"Why, that isn't II, either. That comes
of taking the machine into the kitchen
cabinet and letting the hired girls play
with it. am provoked almost to
DEATH"
"Never mind, =" said the President, with
q deep voice in which there was more or
less agitation. 1T is not the first time
that have been prosecuted by beings in
in human form other than myself. Mr.
Evarts, have you anything to ssyi"
"1r. President" said Mr.. Evarts with
painful hesitation, at the same time hid
Ing como inadvertent bushes with his
handkerchief. ell cannot 90 far forget
the respect due to you, and may add to
myself, % to concoct, invent or imagine
something which is q more semblance
of the actual truth. In--in fact, sir, l
cannot tell lie. I think it must have
besn Carl 6churx. Far be It frem me,
I9s, M sei
s'Thsre, therel" said the President
soothingly, ~ have no doubt it was an
accident. Enough Of it. Let US con-
ciliate. Go on with the poem, Mr.. Edi-
son."
"senator ]. B. Gordon is liar and l
can prove it,. said the machine, to Mr..
Edison's intense surprise.
"HshW exclaimed Senator Gordon,
turning pale and putting his hand to his
hip pocket. "That's what you call q
poem, is It'll Very we'll, siri Give me
the name of the gentleman who made
that remark"
~ rise, sir" said Senator Thurman
with some haste, "to a matter of personal
privilege. In the heat of debate I &C.
knowledge that made remark some
thing like the one noted. Separated from
it's context, moreover, the remark has
very different meaning from that intend
ed. 1t meant to say that Senator Gordon
was in the mire and could prove it, but
my speech was not as plain as could have
been desired. now have the honor to
withdraw even that remark and to add
that, in my opinion, Senator Gordon is the
II will even say the noblest work of
God"
"The explanation of my noble FRIEND"
promptly said Senator Gordon, his eyes
snffused with tears, "is ample and salts
factory. shall not shoot him. l hereby
offer him The hand of reconciliation.
Shake, sir, shake! Proceed with the
poem, Mr.. Edison"
At this moment Senator Beck, of Ken.
lucky, became indignant. II don't be-
lieve in that machine," be roared out.
"It's An arrant mbug!"
To the uphDdnded astonishment of
everybody, including Mr.. Edison, the
machine returned, "You're anotherI"
and added Calculations and sdjsctives
With freedom and effusiveness hitherto
known only to the House Of Represent
ativos.
"No," said the entire company - with
one voice, ''it 10 nov evident that il ID NOT
. humbug. Go On with the poem, Mr..
Edisoa.~
Il shall not" sid Mr.. Edison, With o
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