San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-10-29

Brine-Meet me In my Office in about
an hour.
Claud-Which one of them, SHELLS
or the Elite?
Brine-The former will be my office
today. The latter was my office yes
terday.
Claud-You seem to be taking a
great deal TO French goods lately.
What's the matter with Irish and
German refreshments?
Brine-They haven't the proper &C
cent any more and l must drink as /
talk you know. They'd take me for
IAN American if l didn't strut a little
in French. 1 have to put on more
than a plug hat in these days of grand
juries and municipal buccaneering.
Claud-'Tis whispered that some.
thing is going to drop soon-don'C be
looking up yet-and that you've
gotten the city treasury like that
bottle, empty. The air is as full of
rumors as an alderman after a coun-
Gil meeting. But what are you going
to do after they kick you out? You're
no lawyer, and even the chicken
courts" won't tolerate you.
Brine-I dunno; guess L can open a
jackpot or fl ght chickens like the rest.
The gang must take care of me some
way. the police force would make u
good asylum; what's the matter with
il?
Claud-Nothing; you could do like
some more, stagger between the card
table and the police force according to
which paid you best. Gambling pays
best now, it seems.
Brine-Yes; one or two are talking
about resigning now and I'll have to
send to Mexico to fill their places.
Several citizens are trying to get on
but I'd swap old Mack out of his
whiskers before I'd crafty 'em. They
must pay the taxes--we'll do the Of
flee holding. You al very slow in
letting go of it,
Claud-Yes, rather reluctant but |
was afraid it would fall and break. 1t
isn't as strong as it might be, partic-
ularly on occasions like this.
Brine-No it aint; ANYHOW L like
Brady's the best. 1t stays with one
longer and throws a glow over the
soul that makes one feel like blessing
the fellow that says ''Take another"
/ wouldn't hesitate to bless some fell
low just now.
Claud-I wouldn't mind helping
you, for the contingent fund is licked
up as dry as that fly on your nose.
There doesn't seem to be any more
reciprocity either. The gang don't
reciprocsle like they did, somehow.
They don't strike us during the arid
period once in twenty days.
Brine-We've no jobs for them 10
wet" any more. The d-n people
won't give us any more money, aud
we are generally and collectively left.
Even the Niger laughs at our at
tempts to raise the wind.
Claud-From the signs you're In a
terrible fix.
Brine-But it'l all blow over
Claud-That's what Boss Tweed
said, but it blew all over him and
Brine-Let up while Sallie Royal
is asking the way 10 the grand jury
room: There's q taxpayer with her,
and | believe he is what l am not a
lawyer. L would not have her see
me for a pocket full of aldermen.
See, Joe the kid is showing her the
way. Wish Bruni had drowned her
that time.
CIaud-'Twas just the other way;
for once she put Bruni in the swim.
Brine-Well my memory is bad
since l borrowed that last six bits
from you. Here comes my jester and
there is dust in his throat too. | can
tell that by the way he winks his left
eye. 'Twont bother him long. Don't
mind if we do, SEEM it's.you
Claud-Wonder what lie hurried
away SO, for?
Brine-He's prabably afraid that
We'll run dry again and that 'twOuld
cost him forty cents more to sprinkle
US. He's leaving the job to some
other bandit.
Claud-Would you mind
Brine-Yes; Pm minding it as good
ASH can but he must have given us
the wrong one that time. That stuff
would knock a last years jag out of q
hack driver. I'm afraid to look up
| for fear people would think l had
been taking medicine. Have you a
Glove about you?
CIaud-No; only an onion and q
small n at that. There goes Cohen,
maybe he is fixed for the occasion.
Brine-Let him 60; we might get
lost in his whiskers. HIS gone any
how
Claud-Yes; inside.
Brine-Let's take the car up to
| Corkscrew's.
Claud-I don't ride on street cars,
though my pocket is full of passes.
Brine-So is mine. The aldermen
all ride on passes except Hoefilng
and Beckman. 1t looks like a bit
of five-cent bribing anyway, and
believe I'll tear mine up.
CIaud-That reminds me that that
tooth-pick of superintendent is toe
flip for the size of his hat. A gentle,
man and his wife and his mother-in.
| law GOT ON q car r~acantlV at fftaan