Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1893-01-13
NOTHING Is RIGHT.
The Village Big sfsA Goes TO wsshineton
nnd Returns Considerably Wnted.

The Village Big sfsn Goes TO Washington
and Returns considerably wflted.
The village Of r. was dissatisfied with
it, postmaster. Several petitions were for
warded to. Washington, and as they were not
immediately acted on, 1t was determined that
the big man Of the town should proceed to
Washington and lay the case before the post
mister general.
The Big Man Of the town lived on the In
terest Of his money. He was called Judge"
Most Of his letters came addressed to the
bon" So and So. He ran q church and
school, always headed every subscription,
bossed the Fourth Of July. dictated the pol
icy Of the village trustees, and was tho only
man who subscribed to q New York daily
paper and talked stock.
The Big Man had never been nominated for
governor, but that was because he didn't
want Office. It was pretty generally under
stood that he could have q cabinet position
any time he desired, and that he somehow
influenced all the political appointments In
six counties.
Gentlemen" said the Big Man, as he
swelled up, II will 60 down to Washington
and arrange this matter You can rest
easy.n
he had told us that be was going down
70 Washington to secure an act OF congress
to remove the Bunker Hill Inonument to
Chicago we should have had faith In him, He
departed Tbs band was at the depot to
honor his departure. and the few citizens he
delgned to shake hands with at once gained
I'VE pounds in avoirdupois The train had
scarcely moved Oh before our Big Man be-
gan to decrease In SIZE There was q general
IN the car; also millionaire: also senator
NO one knew our Big Man or paid any atten-
fis.Y7f fol I n
his hat was whole size too large for him.
When he was put in a back room ON the
fourth floor his chest measure decreased two
inches
Thu name Of our Big Man on the hotel regis
ter produced no commotion. There was no
rush Of cards to his room. II the admInistrar
ton knew OF bis arrival it didn't call In the
lobby he heard men addressed as SENATOR
"Judge," General" Colonel" and & on
until be felt that his coat was too big for him.
Next morning, when he started out to call on
the postmaster general, no band played
There was no send off. No one in Washing
| ton knew whether he was our Big Man or our
cobbler, and no one seemed to care Every
rod he travelled seemed TO produce shrink
age. He had always supposed that he was
bigger man than.the Capitol building. One
| glance satisfied him that he had made mis-
take
Our Big Man intended to talk very plainly
to the postmaster general. He would look
very severe when he inquired why this thing
was thus.
| He inquired his way to headquarters, but
had no sooner reached them than be found
himself weak in the knees His hat was now
| two whole sizes too large, and his vest would
have pinned over two inches. He half hoped
that the p. M. would be out, and he was graft
fed. The p NJ was not out, but the Hessian
who took his card ar1 looked him up and
down in a suspicion. soon returned to
say:
Every busy, sir Leave your papers and
call again. Call next week or the week
aftern
"But I have no papers, and l am Mr..
Smith. of Smithville," protested our Big
| Man.
Eyes, but the postmaster general Is very
busy-very busy. Have to call again, sir.
We never heard of you, sir-never heard of
you nor your town. Better make your writ
ten application for the postoffics and mail
it.n
Our Big Man returned home He was
wabbing in his clothes. He had paper in the
lining of his hat to keep it from falling over
his ears. His heels and toes had an inch play
in his shoes. His lordly stomach had wilted
away, and hts autocratic bearing had gone
hence Our Big Man had met the enemy and
he was theirs. He had Travelled beyond the
confines of our village, and his greatness had
melted away like a September FROST