The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1889-12-11
BURDETTE ON GUSH.
Fa- Superior is Americas Article to
European Specimens.
The Cream-Laid and Rainbow-Tinted
WOrd-Geyser who Follows tho
President and His Family
Around with Detect.
i've Camera.

AROUND with u Detects
i've Camera.
Speaking of gush, the regularly or
dained Society Jenkins can do fairly
we'll in that line of work-if we may be
permitted to dignity his occupation by
that title-and the summer hotel spout
er isn't bad blow hole, but the cream
laid and rainbow-tinted word-geyser
who follows a President and his family
around with a detective camera, can
give the court gaZetteS of the effete
monarchies of crumbling and despot-
ridden Yurrup points all along and then
beat them. 1t doesn't make a particle
of difference which President; politics
isn't in it at all; sometimes 1 am led to
believe that the same Jenkins attends
all administrations. At all events, ev-
cry administration in this sweetly SIM
pie and untitled Republic, this land of
the free and equal, where toadyism comes
only to find a deep and lonely grave,
and where rank and pride of place are
trampled under the feet of free-born
millions, even in this ideal home of hui
man equality and manly independence,
each administration has the regular
administration correspondent" who
deals out 'guff'' in unlimited quantities.
ANY thing connected with the Govern
ment will do to gush over. During the
Cleveland Administration the court re-
porter tied himself to dog, and laid
him or herself out on the poor Hector
whenever times were dull, Until the
country grew weary of that blessed
or t'othered-dog, and 1 have no doubt
that hundreds, it may be thousands
possibly hundred thousand-electors
cast their ballots for change in the adj
ministration. merely to get rid of that
everlasting pup. All men are not madly
fond of poodles, and even among those
who do admire and possibly love mans
faithful friend" there are many who be-
lieve that States can be saved and
United States governed without him.
The court reporter has more political in
fuence in this Republic than men are
apt to think; he has much to do with
change of administration in this chang
ing land. People get tired of reading
and hearing, column at a time and
seven times a week, with two columns
on Sunday, of the most trivial actions of
even the greatest and best people; their
workaday doings and goings and their
commonplace remarks about the wealth
er; what they eat and when and how
they eat it; how they shop and what
they pay for it; what they wear, where
they 60 and how tired they look. And
if it be argued that there is class of
people who take much greater interest
in what great people wear and eat than
in affairs of state, permit one, who for
the sake of personal safety prefers to
remain nameless, to remark, with a re-
spect most profound and a reverence
most exalted for the noblest and gentlest
and best of sexes, that the class referred
to is not a large one, and, furthermore,
that the n, g and b, people before men
toned, who largely constitute that class,
do Not Vote. A word to the wise adj
ministration is sufficient.
Bnt 1 was going to say, when was
interrupted by the same rude fellow
who always interrupts me and drags me
miles away from my subject-when I
have one-that the Great American
Cream laid Court Reporter of All Cream
laid Court Reporters has recently re-
ported at the Managers Desk, got his
assignment and hung his copy on the
Hook. The Minor Cream Lads may
step down and do ''Small and Earlies"
in the Middle Classes. The Great Amer
lean Cream Laid, who will bill as the
Monster Consolidated Mastodon, has
struck Twelve on large caps, the first
time. At least, it is to be hoped he has.
Not many weeks ago he wrote to one of
the best-possibly the best-newspaper
in America-the leading American daily,
in fact, saying: The picture in Homer's
Iliad which fingers longest and most
lovingly on the heart and in the memory
of boy and man, is the parting of Hector
and Andromache" Well said; then he
goes on to describe, and he does it most
exce1lently, TOO, the scene, which is all
worthy of his tender and tasteful
praise; the Tanner of horses running to
the Sc@an gate. seeking the white arm
ed Andromache, who hastes to meet him
soon as she spies him, with the nurse
bearing in her arms the young Astyanax,
headed as star. Hector stretches out
his arms to the infant hope of Troy.
Fearing the shining bronze and the horse
hair plume, which nodded awful
ly from his helmet top, the child
drew back into the bosom of his
nurse with loud cry. Then the father
and mother laughed aloud. And Hector
took the helmet from his head and laid
1t on the ground and caught the child
in mis- arms. You remember the rest Of
1t. You've funked on it long enough
and rememhee IL foraYar. Well now