The Washington critic., 1888-01-14
TOPICS OF THE DAY.
Senator EdmundS and the Little Boy
From Vermont,
BOTH KNEW skinny" ECCLES.
The Craving of People to See Their
Names In the Directory.

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bother-me kind of way that
&c tho little page who brought it
ID to escape from his presence.
fhe square piece Of paper bore the
maine willis Howe" The let
iers were angular and awkwardly
Rcnwled. It was apparently the
work Of boy or half-grown lad
The Senator arose from his seat, and
crossing the corridor, entered the mar
BILE room, where his visitor awaited
him. He found the latter in convcr-
Ration with his committee clerk
''What does he wantY' queried the
Senator, grufily, and, addressing the
clerk "He wants some money TO
take him home. lie says he
lives in Vermont" "What did
you say your name wasP' asked
the Senator, studying the characters
on the card. "Willis Howe" was the
boys reply. "But how do ! know
that YOU live in Vermont? You
might come from Texas, for all that
know" 81 can only assure you that
/ speak the truth Senator have no
way of proving it. My home is in the
village of -" ooh, il is, is it2"
said the Senator, grimly. "Well, I've
visited in that place a number Of
times. | suppose you know every
body there, don't you2" The boy
replied that the people he didn't
know were not worth knowing.
"Well, then" said the Senator, "tell
me the name Of the fat old man who
peddles milk about town." ''IIe isn't
Fat and he isn't old" answered the
youngster, doggedly. "His name is
skinny Eccles." The faintest sort of
smile litup the Vermont Senator's
stern features. Turning to his clerk,
he said "Give him the money.
There's no doubling the boys hon
esty," and then he added, with a
chuckle, as he turned to re-enter the
chamber: skinny Eccles Well,
well. l haven't thought of him be-
fore in dozen years"
~.
Mr.. Frederick Harris of Philadel-
phia in the Atlanta Constitution: "Do
you know that when was boy l
had the strongest sort of prejudice
pumped into me against stage people
and printers-but hope L have con-
quered at least some Of that prejudice.
remember when quite youngster
worked in a fur house in Portland,
Me-, with Eugene Hale, since a
United States Senator. We got just
81 week, then. Opposite this house
was big building. Our employer,
one day, took us to the front door and
SAID, Boys, that big building over
there is filed with printers. Avoid
them as you would the devil. They
are the very worst men on earth OF
course, after that we had holy
after was walking on the street
in Portland, when somebody asked
man near me, "who is that fellow"
pointing to aspry locking young man
who was passing. That's Jim Blaine.
He feels awful big now. He used to
bea printer, but now he gets $75 q
month for going around town and
writing up fights. He's got to be a
writer--oh, Lord!' Know Jim
Blaine? Why, | knew him when he
was q ward politician in Portland.
His forte in those days was to come to
ward meetings late and break up the
slate that had already been made.
He was mild, but he usually carried
his point. He rs bright, but not half
as smart as Gail Hamilton. She
furnishes the ideas and Jim marks
them up. He is not and never was
man to create anything, but he is
about the readiest man you ever saw
with n lot of good ideas that some
original person has Matched up"
Nv
Says the Washington correspondent
OF the st. John On. b. Ielegraph:
entered drug store this afternoon t
purchase cigar and noticed tina
there were two persons waiting Il
look at the new directory, while ;
third had full possession Of it. / re
marked to the owner of the establish
ment "You seem to have brisl
demand for the directory" eyes,
he replied, "and the demand will b'
maintained for month or 80, unit
every one has seen his name in it?'
s'Do you mean TO say that these people
are only looking for their owl
names?" 81 do. For the next 81
days nine out of ten persons who us,
that directory will only want TO Sc,
their own name. Iknow that what
say is correct, for I once thoroughly
and successfully tested my theory
/ looked over the shoulder of ;
young fellow who had the director,
and saw that his finger rested OF
the name of Williams, in capitals
while his bosom swelled with pride
When he closed the directory ant
moved towards the door 1 exclaimed
"0h, Mr.. Williams" The younl
fellow turned suddenly. "Will yol
have the goodness to hand me tn,
directory" ! continued. He did so
and went away scratching his head
Wondering, probably, how | ha.
learned bis name. mo, my friend,
pursued the chemist, 'the creates
weakness of man is his desire to SCI
his name in print, If only in
directory"
Says the New York Press: Cell
Logan, one Of the ablest Of womei
writers, for many years resident o
New York, is spending the winter a
eAlexAndria, Va; where her husband
Mr.. Connolly. formerly in journalism
here, is engaged with the Arro'
Steamship Company, which claims :
be building something new and RI
markable in the way of ocean steam
,ers. Olive Logan resides abroad mos
of her time, and is reported to hav
grown extremely stout. She sti
writes with great spirit, and goes int
society frequently. Celia Logan Dc
votes her time 10 writing stories an
plays.
His Father Led the German.