People's party paper. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1891-1898, 1892-08-26

to the questioner. Instead of MAX
ing such row over Watson's charge,
[ thought that it would be the grace
full thing for Congress to pass reso-
luton of thanks to him for not tell
ing the whole truth about that body.
[ do not frequent bar-rooms have
invaded the realms of stale beer,
Congressional tea and vile odors but
a few times in my life. Even when
I was Mayor and was obliged to
preside over a courtroom full OF
plain and ornamented DRINKS, |
never witnessed such disorderly or
boistorous conduct as furnished the
SEQUEL to Mr.. Watson's innocent
summing up as I witnessed in on
July 20. After Mr.. Watson took
his seat the clerk read some "Senate
Bills" and then each member seemed
as if possessed by fendish desire
to scatter himself all round the
room. No one paid the slightest
heed to what was being read, and
not one in ten could tell ''where he
was att when the clerk finished read
ing. I know it was warm and that
something more cooling than the
roasting that Mr.. Watson had ad-
ministered would be appreciated, but
then the dignity Of the republic,
which these men were so vigorously
defending against the assaults Of
Watson's book, should have been
kept in mind for a few brief moments
after the wave of Indignation had
famed the heated, broad, thick,
massive skulls of our national law
creators. Why Senate Bills should
not be listened to no one could tell
me. How any man, not gifted with
supernatural powers Of perception
or intuition, can sit in Congress and
know what is being done is to me a
mystery.
If Congress Y ere circus ring, if
the members represented menage-
RE, and if law making and money
appropriating ere but light and
frivous joke, I could understand
such antics as I saw that day. One
man thrust his feet above his head
yawned until the lining of his stom-
ach reflected the subdued light
which changed color as it came
through the stained glass and found
itself-as I found myself-in Con-
gress. Another chewed on the end
of an unlit cigar, while ever and
anon he ran his fingers through his
hair in search of an idea-or some
thing. Another, oblivous to the in
fernal din around him, sat reading a
a book, and as he read he took time
to laugh occasionally, but whether
his merlment was occasioned by what
he read or the show that it cost his
neighbors $4,000 to turn him loose
in did not appear. Two others stood
to the left of the speaker shaking
their hands at each other-not as
though they intended to fight, for
Congressman only challenge each
other to fight-and all at once they
shot out of the chamber as If a
honey factory had started up in
their neighborhood and the honey.
makers had intimated that they
wanted more room. Perhaps they
only retired to inquire where they
were at. One member strobe into
the chamber during the debate and
then strobe out again, as if he sud-
denly remembered that he was in
the wrong house. | saw him long
enough to be able to testify that he
did not have the appearance of a
graduate from the Keely Institute.
| do not know whether he is the
Cobb who has since then been con-
victed of drinking Congressional tea,
and, perhaps, he might have been
sober after all.
fear that Mr.. Watson's sense of
the ridiculous is not very keen. He
could not have appreciated the humor
of his surroundings, or he would not
have stated that drunken speakers
debated in Congress. AS | saw
Congress, it struck me that the only
one who would attempt to speak be-