Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1889-05-17

day after their visit to the Flour City
eyes, I like the town pretty well,
but the people, some of 'em, are too
blamed fresh"
"Do you think so, Grover? I Thought
they were nice, indeed, and still I
think I like st. Paul the best. It is
so old and respectable.
90, yes, responsibility is good
enough in it's place, but it can be over
done. L like Washington, where re
spectability is not made a hobby"
"But are you not enjoying yourself
here, honey?"
mo, 1 am not. To tell you the
truth, I am unhappy. I'm so scared
for fear that I'll say something about
the place that Will be used against me
by the st. Paul folks that I almost
wish I was dead, and everybody wants
to show me the new bridge and the
water-wOrks and speak of our great
and phenomenal growth, and show me
the population statistics, and the
schOolhOuse, and the Washburn resi-
dence, and Doc Ames, and Ole FOrger-
son, and the saw-mill, and the boom,
and then walk me up into the thir-
teenth story of a -four mill, and pour
cOrn-meal down my back, and show me
the wonderful growth of the city debt
and the sewerage, and the West Hotel
and the glorious ozone, and things
here, that it makes me tired. And I
have to look happy and shake hands,
and say it knocks st. Paul silly, while
I don't think so at all, and 1 wish I
could do something besides be Presi-
dent for a couple of weeks, and quit
lying almost entirely, except when I
went afishing."
"But do you think the people here
are cordial dawing ?"
Eyes, they're too cordial for me al
together. Instead of talking about the
wonderful hit I have made as Presi-
dent, and calling attention to my re-
markable administration, they talk
about the -four output, and the electric
plant, and other crops here, and allude
feeingly to No 1 hard, and chintZ
bugs, and other fora and fauna of this
country which, to be honest with you,
I do not and never did give damn
for.
"Groverl"
"Well, I beg your pardon, dear, and
Oughtn't to speak that way before
you, but if you knew how much better
/ feel now you would not speak so
harshly to me. It IS, indeed, hard to
be ever gay and joyous before the
2IGdb 1id0cO6s H4tO3 ttI q general bIllLlk5s
do not know enough to pound sand,
but who are still vested with the di-
vine right of suffrage, and so must be
treated gently, and loved and smiled at
till it makes me ache"
Mr. Cleveland was greatly annoyed
by the publication of this CONVERSE
tion, and could not understand it until
this fall, when q Minneapolis man told
him that the pale, naughty coachman
who drove the Presidential carriage
was a reporter. He could handle a
team with one hand and remember
things with the other
And so I say that as a President
we cannot be too careful what we say.
I hope that the little boys and girls
who read this and who may hereafter
become Presidents or wives of Presi-
dents viii bear this in mind, and al
wavs have a kind word for one and all
whether they feel that way or not.
ABOUT PORTERs.
But I started out to speak of pOrters
and not reporters. carry with me
this year a small, sorrel bag, weighing
little over twenty ounces. 1t contains
& slight bottle Of horse medicine and q