San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-02-02
MUNICIPAL CHATTER.

MUNICIPAL CHATTER.
Written for the LIGHT by San Pedrol
Brine: '(after investing in glass and
dumping it below his noSe) / wonder who
the Dutch will put against me anyhow?
hear they are hot.
Claud: don't know, yer honor, but |
do know that that is the eighteenth glass
you've absorbed this morning. That
TOO many. Let up old boss, or you'll
drown every idea in your body.
Brine: Go to--Ciaud! and tell old Nick
that his ''home is safe," or rather Geo. w.
B. is. They are both my friends any
how.
Claud: always knew that since wrote
your first message-buJ changing the SUBJ
iect, when will you perpetrate you tic
ket?
Brine. When id please. understand
street there, would like to know too, L
guess.
Gland: You shouldn't ignore him even
If he is Dutch.
Brine: You know l never did like
them nor the Irish, only to vote for me,
and On them, they have to do that. You
bet they have.
Claud: Something else they have to
Brine: What's that?
Gland: Give us the offices and pay the
taxes.
Brine: Correct, Claud, you're brick,
putt there and let's take another and
then join the ghost dance.
Claud: Haven't time now, must figure
on that bond question some more. Those
100000 worth of bonds are hard to find
except on paper. BY the way. between
you and me, where the ID are they
anyway.
Brine: Hold your ears down here low
and I'll tell you. When went to New
York to sell the bonds, found that no one
would have them. They had heard of
me, it seems, and Of the way had pulled
the towns leg. L brought Herff with me.
We bummed around from one bank to
another until 1t was evident that we
couldn't get enough for our bonds to keep
a sanitary cart in motion. Herff went a
good deal on his shape, and those whis-
kers of his, but the wind went through
him and them, all the same. Finally we
ran across Col, Breckenridge, who gave
me his personal check for 100000, and L
gave him the bonds in question.
Claud: Then you soaked those bonds
after all-$350,0 900 worth for 100000. Bad
business, you know, bad business. Won
. der he let you have the money, knowing
the city is so much in the soup.
Brine: He hadn't forgotten how hard
seven times more than it's worth. You bet
if the id Dutch had not voted us down
my name would be written in letters of
gold on the Breckenridge mansion. But
I'll show EN- yet.
Claud: But We can make 'em swallow
the waterworks yet.
Brine: Not Just yet; wait until i'm
port some more indicators and then let
the Gringos stand from under. Then I'll
scrape up the Dutch and Irish and cart
them off to the trash heaps. I've it in for
EN- and l guess they know 1t. BY the
way, Kramer suggests that let him carve
my picture on the tower of the new city
hall. Pass that bottle before you tell
me what you think about it,
Claud: / wouldn't let him do it, it would
be unsafe for you.
Brine: Why would it?
Claud: Because in the first place. to
follow the unities, it ought to be cast in
brass, and in the second place it is proba-
BILE that you would sneeze yourself to
death looking at 1t.
Brine: ! want no more sarcasm from
you, but-yes, them's mine, charge the
Others to discontinue to watch Scott
and saw wood. Dang 1t, the way my head
swims the bartender must have given us
the hack drivers bottle.
Claud: Then you're in the swim.
Brine: Yes, and the inside of me is
drowning just now.
Claud: G-o-o-di but yer honor, here is
something in my inside pocket that /
dashed off this morning while you was
trying to efface Scott's name from the
mesquite block pavement contract; you
can read 1t while / make faces at that
id dutch editor" as you call him,
Join the ghost dance, latest known.
Dance the flesh from off the bone,
Stand not idly out alone,
But shake your leg in ev'ry zone
Tween here and Mount Moriah.
Eorwe are sluggerS over grown,
We're the chiefs of San Antoine,
The Alamo wig wan is our own
And well dance Brine to the throne,
For he is our Messiah.
Brine: BY. the power of this safe-crack-
ing breath OF mine, that is good. Yes, I'm
their Messiah, and d-n them they'll have
to dance around me while there's a dollar
of city money to blow in.