Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-03-23

himself up to his full height and stretched
out his arms, "he made daisy-and I sup
| pose you think you are the daisy"
When Governor Rusk came back from his
Western trip last fall he called upon Presi.
Gent Harrison at the White House, and the
President asked him the results of his West.
ern trip He described the agricultural out,
look, but said nothing about politics. This
was at the time that Postmaster General
| Clarkson was cutting off official heads al
| the rate of about % per minute, and Com
| by the bushel. When the President asked
Governor Rusk as to what he had heard as
to the administration in the West, he replied:
Mr.. President, shall have TO tell you the
truth. didn't hear q single opinion ex-
pressed about you or the administration, but
those fellows out there say that Clarkson and
Tanner are regular Jim Dandies."
COOLING ANGRY MEN.
Now and then the Congressman get
rather impatient about the non-appolnt-
ment of their applicants for office, and one
came to the Agricultural Department few
days ago as mad as a hornet. Said he: Il
have had this woman's application before
you for six weeks and think it ought to be
good enough to give the girl place. 1
have put my own name on it, and that
ought to get her in if nothing else"
well, said General Rusk as he looked
the angry man in the eye, II will take care
of that young lady's influence. am going
to fix that application like the old lady fixed
the accounts of her husband. They kept a
country grocery, and the old man chalked
up his bills in charcoal on the white wall
over the mantel piece. One day the old lady
got a cleaning fit and she whitewashed the
grocery, putting extra brushes over the
black marks above the mantel. When her
husband came home he was Mortified, and
said:
why, Mary. you have wiz ped out all my
accounts, but tI'll fix them," said he, 'I'll 6x
EN-, and with he went out and jotted down
number of names on the back cellar door.
Now, Mary said he, I've put my accounts
on the cellar door, and I don't want 'em
changed
"1he old woman went out and looked,
then hurried back and said: why, George,
l know that the names you have down there
are not the same that you had over the
mantel.'
THE APPLICATION WAS GOOD.
""That makes no difference said George.
I know them names are blanked sight
better pay than the ones which you white
washed out" and concluded Secretary Rusk,
"it is so with your application. I'll white
wash out your papers, and will see to it
myself thar the lady gets place"
OF course she got it.
Secretary Rusk lives very nicely at
Washington. His home is a comfortable
brick near Thomas Circle, and it is the
house in which ex-Secretary Lincoln lived
when he was at the head of the War De-
partment His family consists of a wife
and daughter and of bright boy of 15
named Blaine Rusk, after the Secretary of
State. The Secretary is very fond of riding.
He sits horse as though he were part OF 1t,
and owns one of the best riding horses in
town.
In Wisconsin he lives on a farm near
Viroqua. He has lot of fine stock and
prides himself on his shorthorns. He is a
banker as we'll as farmer, and though not
rich in the sense of the word to-day, is we'll
to do. He is a man of more than ordinary
ability, and he has national reputation as
a good fellow. FRANK G. CARPENTER.