Louisiana capitolian. (Baton Rouge, La.) 1879-1881, 1881-04-23
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Harry" the fighting editor OF the Sugar
Planter, had pitched aside the sweet
milk of his nature mot of bis cocoanut)
and armed capa pie, thirsting for blood,
crossed over to this side of the river. to
have it out with us, on account of the
Baton Rouge Branch Railroad trouble,
which for some time back, has been
keeping the old man in sulkiness and
compressed anger.
The Devil signaed him, as he walked
by the Sumter Saloon in the direction
of our sanctum. ''Mr. Hyams is red
eyed this morning." said the boy, ''he's
never looked that way since the night of
the Press Convention Ball. when he was
lighting two cigars at the one time at
Charley Weeks"
| 1t was evident that Uncle Harry had
made a raise, and was prepared to con-
tribute an amount, III the way OF a fine
for disturbing the peace, towards pay
ing the Capitol Bonds.
Really, We didn't want TO hurt the
old man, SO We looked around for some
light weapon with which We might
simply let him down easy. We found
the exact thing. 1t was nothing more
nor less than the wonderful lOng-han-
died gourd that one of our country
friends presented us last fall.
We watched him as he wheeled to the
right, through the big gate in front of
the Office. Withent tlrnching, he march
ed on into the press room below, where
fortunately for u.s. ha met a minister of
the Gospel, with whom he entered into
a good-humored coIloquy At this We
grew bold, aud, dropping the gourd-
handle. we descended the stairs. then
confront Il our .wUuld- be-aSSailant. who
''tlukered' atonec Tie minister walked
away. "We ell, sid Uncle Harry. "they
are constructing the railroad, all opposi-
ton to the contrary Notwithstanding. )"
Il told y0n so. We replied. Just then
DR.. Jake FahnerC, the mixologist at the
Sumter made his appearance, bear
Ing al Hrn. commonly called pitcher.
which he deposited on the marble Slab:
then with an omin0us. heavenly smile
handed lis Il note. the contents Of which
! explain themselves:
BATON RouGE La, April 18th, ISL
EDITOR CApITOLIAS-I send you a
sample 1T the celebrated Book Beer"
from the old and reliable brewery of
John Kaufman, ESQ. Cincinnati, Ohio.
lhls IS fhe set>rl1 to clliny this excellent
beverage. ami am prepared to ;nrnish
1t IN any quantity FROM a "pony" to a
.east. Lager from the same brewery [
keep on hand at all seasons. and in a day
or two the joint GiIninre." uow en-
route from 81. Louis. will drop me a
barge OF the finest Ike ice ever sent to
this market, Yours ;rny.
CHARLES Week.
The spirit brought sudden change to
OH dreams. OTIS some Of that cele-
brated Book Beer of Weeks" said we
TO Uncle Harry. whose eye instantane-
ously grew moist and loving. 'Tbere's
no Use III putting obstacles in the
way OF il railroad" he said, while we ne
gan to till NJ the glasses with the foam
Ing liquid. We handed him one lust as
he added: 'We'G better stop .all con-
troversy on this sabject.r
We surrendered eight there.
That pitcher confirmed no i,~-. than
forty gla$stu, OF talr best Buck Beer
ever i,reweI
Ii ncclsrs 10 NE. [hie. that nO;hlng is
more foolish. chic, than for two editors,
(hic) living on opposite sides OF the river,
chic, to sever their friendship because
of SO tritiiHg a matter (lic) AS a Braach
Railroad Of the New Orleans Pacific"
said inele Harry.
Exactly We reioinea. "Let the road
go on
And ike John Browns soul. the Brarck
Road is still marching on.
But every stery mrst have an end
Inele Harry, in due time,
went away, swearing that he loved us as
dearly is if We We're his snre enough
nephew.
We deem il charitable ut this stage. to
pull down tde blinds.
Fetch ont yomc cannon. Samhola: fetch
ont your cannon and shoot it o4f.-Cap;-
tolian. ion have gotten that up wrong
General. Coaiin't you see straight
enough when we were together in New
Orleans to observe that the Sambola
who shot off the cannon was hrunet
with side whIskers Besides | ueither
belong TO the L. s Army or the State
Militia. Advocate.
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