San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1889-01-26

in that Eastlake chairl Great ScottI You
must know that an Eastlake chair is only in
tended for an ornament in a furniture store
window, to stand there waiting for some
chump 20 bite at it. don't care a rap about
your breaking it, but you might hurt your
self. Take the sleepy hollow. There's Day
boil across the way. He's got his whole
house filed up with Eastlakes, all except his
new parlor set, and in this the old ignoramus
has given himself dead away. How do you
suppose he has rugged his parlor up7'
PURCHASED an imitation Turner or Mum
kacsyF l ventured
mo, he wouldn't trust himself to buy
pictures. He wouldn't know a Munkacsy
from a soap makers Autograph. But when
he got his new parlor set in he had linen
pants put on the chair legs and all the satin
and plush covered up. That Bob, is a stand
ing advertisement that old Dayboll, rich as
he claims to be, has actually got in lot of
furniture that he can't afford to use. That's
it, Bob; he can't afford to use such rich stuff,
and he makes holy showsof himself by hay
ing it in his house. Why, a man might as
well plug up the top Of a china cuspidor to
keep people from splitting in it. I'd hate to
make public confession that was too poor
to use my own furniture. Bahr'
Now. tho cigars were fair and the wine
was unobjectionable So l ventuSed to sug-
gest that both were fine. Tom regarded me
attentively for q moment. Then he said,
gravely:
Bob, I'll take that from you for old times
sake But tell you honestly, if any one
else had said it should have preached him
sermon on hypocrisy that would have made
his ears burn, and when he went away he
wouldn't think half as much of me as when
he came You do something in politics,
judge, BOIL"
was obliged to admit the fact, and ct
once became thereat uneasy.
81 thought So" chuckled Tom Leggett, 81
guessed it, Well, now, the smaller your
success the more think of you. The promi-
nent politicians-some term them statesmen
are all rascals, every mothers son Of them.
The real workers for the peoples interests,
the ones swho introduce beneficial bills and
are activs In beneficial legislation, are never
heard Of, and they are not returned to con-
gress or tho legislature the second term,
either. The people, Bob, politically, are Just
arc Just like drunkards The sot has vague
idea that whisky is bad for him. Whenever
he is himself, or even when not too drunk, he
is ready to admit it. Just so with the people
tho taxpayer and voter. They know that
a good, honest, intelligent, though obscure
man would fairly and faithfully represent
them But their infatuation for some stump
bowling blatherskite who has several times
before sold them out, and who, they we'll
know, will do it again, is too much for them,
and, like the sot turning to his cups, they,
too turn out to the polls and vote into Office
the very ringster who is bound body and
soul to some monopoly which is daily cutting
the financial life out of them And they
push tho honest, intelligent candidate back
into obscurity. Can you recall any very
luminous Or ennobling congressional legisla-
ton during the past two decadesF'
lventured a demurrer that the subject had
never been considered by me exactly in that
light
Guess not" again chuckled Tom Leggett;
you won't be apt to hear such ideas ad-
vanced, either, from any one else, unless it
be from some lunatic of a red headed anarch-
ist popping the idea up like skyrocket, to
end with fzzle-or dynamite bomb. The
people will then hold up their hands in holy
horror, but they have no reproaches for the
miserable political sneak whose neglect Of
duty and pernicious legislation have in
famed the minds of radicals. Let's play
game Of chess"
Usually chess is game like whist, to be
played IL silence, but Tom Leggett managed
to enliven it with quite display of invective
and animadversion. Before such a rafting,
harassing fire of small arms was powerless
to duly consider my moves, and Tom Leg
gett won three games before the lunch hour.
Please pass the oleomargarine," he said.
looked up with surprise and inquired:
Surely you can get butter from the coun-
try and not be dependent ON city dealersF'
This came from the country; that's why
| believe it's oleo."
Pardon my obtuseness."
"lt's this way. The city sharper goes into
the country, buys country butter, brings it
to the city, trades with the city dealers, re-
ceiving pound and half of oleo for one
pound Of butter, carries the former home,
and the next day comes back to the city cry
ing pure country BUTTER with a nasal drawl
and hay seed in his hair. Bah! Don't you
taste the terra alba in these jumblesF"
Terra albaf"
eyes, the best cream tartar you can buy
in the market is IS per cent. terra alba It's
a trade secret but true as gospel Every
thing We eat almost is adulterated."
but this is excellent coffee. Mocha,
presume
MOCHA! NY dear man, there are not ten
pounds Of mocha coffee imported into the
United States in year. They don't raise
mocha enough for home consumption. In
this country it would be worth its weight in
silver. This coffee is, probably, a fair quality
of .. G. Java, adulterated with chicory
Even my vinegar cruet contains nothing but
a vile decoction of acids. French laces are
woven in New York. Skillful physicians are
LOSING 40 a.
ening, uncertain adulteration of drugs, es-
pecially quinine. Russian leather is made in
Connecticut Kerosene oil is sold away be-
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