The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1881-02-19

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tucked undor the wing of the Genoral
OF the Army, who whispers to tho
door.keepcr, and is"dircctcd to the
south door, where he enters and van
ishes into the cloak room.
Bob Ingersoll, as plump as a par.
fridge, looks III at the door on instant
and follows In the footsteps of Sher-
man--outside. Here comes xrcnadier
OF Il woman, wearing hat plumcd,
like Henry of Navarro. She is an ex.
Confederate ofacer--a manipulator of
Indian contracts and a Cuban tillibns.
ter. She swings up to the door-keep-
CT and deals out card like trumn IN
cuchre, saying In pereInptory tones
"Take that to Senator Brown2"
The door-kcepcr saws pray be seated
ladies, and takes the card in.
The feminine yrcnadier and the
chickcn-taced Miss who accompanies
her stroll up TO the mirror and touch
up their tresses for the Senatorial in-
tcrview.
"He ia very busy and begs to be ex-
cnscd,' said the door-keeper, with a
opNStSa hCSe1ub wv" uS tlt llllluCO llC
bit Of pasteboartl back.
"My business important and shall
see him at his house," replied the
unabashed ex-contractor, as the white
plume OF Navarro disappeared down
the corridor toward tho Aouse Of Rep
rescntatives.
SOFT HEARTED SENATOR JONES.
a scrawny girl Of fifteen winters ell
ters, a half noursbcd creature, whose
thin ankles arc lost in the bulky shoe
tops, her red hands are hid in the cor
ncrs OF dingy, white crochettcd
shawl; and the hat she wears seems
the uplIcaval Of II plcthoric rag-bag,
decorated with weary looking icath.
er that hangs Mt halfmast like flag
OF DISTRESS; and the girls face is un-
used to smiles.
She asks to see Senator Jones, of
Nevada, and having no card the door
Keeper jerks one out Of his breast pock-
ct and offers it to her.
"Will you please write my namer'
she asks.
"What is it?' heinquires.
"Mary Jones'"
"Do you know the Senator?" asks
the door keeper.
"No, sir"
81 fear he won't see you, as he rare
~ leaves the chamber;" but he takes
the card in all the samc, and gives it
to a page.
The girl stands in the center of the
room the very personificstion Of
1ricndlcssness and loneliness, with Il
face rs expressonless as stone. A
page comes out and whispers to the
door-kecper and they return to the
Senate. In few minutes the door,
Keeper comes back with Senator Jones,
who goes up to the girl and says,
kindly, "My child, what do YOU want
OF mel"
A flush of crimson came into her
pale face, and her lips twitchcd nerv-
ously as she replied. AS he listened
a man touched him on the arm. He
looked around. and recognizing a
friend, said, "ExcuSe inc moment"
and gave his attention to the girl.
When she had finished he put some
thing in her hand with Il quick move
ment, and taking his friend by the arm,
walked rapidly away.
The girl went out Of the reception
room wiping her eyes with her shabby
shawl and gazing through her tears at
the untold wealth Of grccnbacl;
marked with al x.
THE QUEEN OF THE LOBBY
comes in. wrapped in fur lined man.
tie, and sinks back with an exhausted
air into Il chair, while her conpanion
presents the cards and inquiries for
Senator Logan. a page comes out to
rccOunOitre, and falls back within the
lines. and advances after time to say
that the Senator is not in the chamber,
which ls quite true, he has made q
mastery retreat to the cloak room
which is secure from the presence of
women. The ladies plume themselves
awhile and finally drift away.
There enters the widow of an ex-
official, who once had all doors thrown
open for her entrance, but the door
Keepers are no rcspectors Of persons.
She wishes to see Senator Blaine, and
attempts to pass, but they bar her
way, but take her card and bring back
word he is not in his seat. The widow
has a sharp tongue, and she expresses
several opinions not at all flattering
TO thc door-kccpers, but they hold
their peace. She demands a page to
hunt the Senator up. "That is for
hidden, madam." She desires q sealed
letter carried in and laid on his table.
"That is also forbiddcn." AS the par
ley goes on Senator Blaine is seen
through the glass doors to cross the
lobby, and the widow makes a rush
for the Rupert of debate, but the door
Keepers are too quick. After consid-
crablc skirmishiug, the Senator Sc
cures her card, and she is shown into
the marble room, where, after waiting
iong drawn ont n0ur. she is politel Y
requested to retire, rs the Senate has
gone into executive session, and no
one is allowed within the lobby. She
leaves in white heat Of rage, to think
the United States Senate dare to 90
into executive session when she has
private business with one Of their
number.
The widow and the white haired old
man stayed until the flag dropped
from the staff and the Senatorial day
ended. Senator Whyte, whose home
is in Baltimore, stopped over q train
and had a long talk with the old de-
fnnInp of tha M. ,