The Democrat. (Scotland Neck, Halifax Co., N.C.) 1884-1896, 1885-12-24
Il ENDRIckS AND BURDETT E.
THE STATESMAN'S WONDERFUL
MEMORY SERVES TO EMBAR-
RASS THE UUMORIST.
4 RICH "REMINISCENCES OF THE
"COTNT' OF 1S46-A FUNNY
MANS CHICKENS THAT
CANE HOME TO
RODST.

Bob Burdette, at that time the
.:funny man Of the Burlington
HaWkeye, a few Yeas ago wrote
tie following about Il meeting he
had with Mr. Hendricks:
"Do You know, | have very,
very pleasant recollection of Mr.
iIenlricks2 The only Mr.. Hen
dricks iE the world just now, of
course. Ineyer met him but once
and then had the homer OF dining
with him.
II do not mention this fact in
order to create the impression that
| am on easy, familiar terms with
all the candidates in this Presiaen
tial campaign. fear ain not II
| wanted $500 tomorrow and |
probably will. at least I want it to
day. and | am not the man to
change my convictions on financial
matters in twenty four hours do
not know a single candidate for
! President or ce-preSident whom
| could, SO to speak, strike for that
amount.
Well. Mr.. Hendricks had the
honor of dining with me-that is,
we lined with each other. 1t was
this way: | had been lecturing,
after the count of 1876, out in the
vast. free. glorious West. was
Fastening home to Burlington over
the Chicago. Burlington and Quin~
cy. On that same day Mr.. Hem
! bricks was on his way to California.
Both trains On he Quincy road
dnel at Wormley's, at Charlton,
| iowa. Mr.. Wolmley met me at
the door Of the dining room with
even more than usual cordiality.
| He said to me:
:.Goo,l. | have company for
you to- day. Come right over to
| this table,
II followed him, and found .
gentleman SO much better looking
han the campaign portraits that
[ did not recognize Mr.. Hendricks
until we were introduced. His
face was very attractive: his mans
ner no less charming. | was pleased
that fate had cast me i'll his
way. That is. was at first. He
was so plea SAINT. liked him. Early
in the course of Il brilliant cOuyer-
sation about the weather he
said:
g You are the young gentleman
who Whites the poetry on the
HaWkeye, believe. And YOU
never saw more bewitching smile
on a mans face. ...
Now, that was the very thing
didn't want to talk about. had
been writing whole pages Of cam
naign poetry they cali it, in the
Hawkeye, but, You understand.
that excellent, family paper wasn't
exactly a Democratic paper. AT
least, it was no more Democratic
than the most TantankeTouS, rally
round the flag. boys-third--teIm
| HayeS-and- the-.w hole ticket Res
publican paper Of Republican Iowa,
could be expected to be. 1t was
Just about as Democratic as the
Eagle is Republican. And | knew
what kind of poetry | had been
writing. / fidgeted little, poured
a spoonful of sugar in my soup,
and owned up that I was the man.
Then | asked him how long he in
tended to remain in California. He
! told me, and then said: There
was one Little pOem'-nOW see how
kind he was; he called it a poem
/ there was one little poem you
wrote, beginning, '.There was an
old Hoosier, as rye heard tell
Now, how did the rest Of that
g0?.'
"Go. 1t went for him tooth,
claw and .oenail, and | knew it. |
feebly said, Il don't remember EN-
tied the salt into my coffee, and
'hoped he would find rest and re-
.,",'r~ health in California; !