San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-10-16
MUNICIPAL CHATTER.

'oner, there's something up.
Brine-Course there's something
up; it has to be up afore you can put
it down. Same to you
Claud-Hou're getting to be a
strange article lately. One time you're
definite and another time you are In
definite. I'm wearing my ears out
trying to unders tand you.
Brine-That's because Brine the
statesman, an Brine the individual,
are two different characters; that's
what's the matter all day an twelve
hours of the night, and don't you let
anyone see you forgetit
Claud-l won't, but why did you
loan the niger your plug the other
day? He looked digger than yourself
on Italian day, and seemed to be
hun ting the fellow who discovered
America.
Rrine-He just took it as you did
that last one, on the sly. Pm tired of
it any way an believe I'll rattle it off.
Claud NO, annex it to the terminus
of some canine and let him hurry it
off the earth. On the way he could
sleep in it o. nights and dream of
L al GO, CIllL anu
aldermen. Fact!
Brine-That reminds me that a
little of the hair of the dog amt bad
even Gross the creek.
Claud-I always wondered what
made the dogs so hairless over there.
Now know. You had better let up,
or the dogs there won't have hair
enough to last 'em through the win
ter. Besides there
Brine-Close your mouth, or I'll
fire a hay stack through it. Your
innuendoes won't 60 with me-not in
the dog time anyhow. I'm wore al
ready to my back suspender bottoms
standing your cigarette and it'll
smoke out any doubts that you might
have regardin' my sincerity.
Claud-Very we'll, but the first syl-
liable of that last word you We EN-
phasized too much; it is so suggestive
you know.
Brine-In these days of frijoles and
Johnson grass craftsmanship I'm
not supposed to know anything, and
I'm putting in my spare time sustain
ing the supposition.
Claud-There you 60 again; the
first syllable of that last word brings
on more talk, and suggests the taking
Of something.
Brine-You've been running
with Ryder y Taylor, 1 see
that. But by the powers
of a politicians breath, and that's q
big oath. I'll make you wear out
several feet toe-ing the scratch yet.
Claud-I no longer Itch for your
favors, and though you can't do with.
out me, I'm thinking about going over
to the county crown. When they
have professions they don't put the
Malta flag at the head of 'em, any
way. They always respect the stare
and stripes. You do not.
Brine-Fhe white Mexican, Joe, is
pulling you over the fence, eh? There's
better grass on that side, eh? Make me
lemonade-and put more brandy
in itD
Claud-One thing there's better
men there anyhow, and no leg-pull-
ing nor similar attractions go to any
Numerous extent. They made you
ard they'll unmake you, and the
people are irrigating their hands now
ready to help them. You are a dead
duck in q dry pond, and would sug-
gest the following as your epitsph:
Here lies drake, a sly one too,
Whose chances now we fear are
slim,
So pilgrim shed tear, because
He's no longer in the swim.
Brlne-I've enough of that.
Claud-And something else, TOO
have you not?
Brine-Im not on the witness stand
just now, even if am somewhat az n
lawyer myself. Your questions make
me sick across the river from q doctor
an you know / can't swim.
CIaud-And you amt building any
more bridges either.
Hush about bridges! Don't you
see that taxpayer with pockets in the
same condition of our heads, empty?
He's mad, he is, and between you and
me and "cork-screw Lockwood
don't blame him. We've pulled his
leg until there isn't enough left for .
hand hold. We're pullers, we are.
Claud-Pull that stopper, then.
Brine-rm no cork-screw; go to
Lockwood an he'll draw 1t quicker
than 1 can my back salary. Anyhow
Pm tired and
Claud-Freighted with an adequate
sufficiency, as it were.
Brine-Well Yes.
Claud-Before we go. why is the
niger like one of our leading mer-
chants?
Brine-Dunno.
Claud Cause he's Dull mig.
Brine-O pshaw!
Claudio pshaw!