San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1893-02-07
BRINE AND WILLIE,
Overheard at the City Hall.
(BY A TOM A. HAWK

Brine-I have chewed the rag with the
voters for Sardine until I've bad taste
in the mouth, and il don't soon quit I'll
get the SlObberS.
WilIie-JuSt so, and I've got so dry
listening TO you that were | river you
would have to dig wells in me to water
the fish.
Brine-Well then squeeze some out of
this, though like an alderman'S head
there isn't much in it.
Willie-No thanks; haven't been I'M
der its soultickling influence tor sever
Brine-Minutes, suppose.
Wille-MOre than that, according to
history Speaking about that I'm going
to hire some one to write nine, as I've in
fated considerably of late, which you can
see it by holding me to the light and
looking at me straight and not overlook
ing my whiSkerS.
Brine-No; do like me, run for office
and your enemies will write il for you for
nothing. Mine is written in as many
languages as the times this has been cir
culated this morning; but don't put it in
the paper.
Willie-That wouldn't harm you, as it's
circulation I'm sorry to relate is already
smaller than waSp's belly-b band. Like
a bounded deer, it's run down.
Brine-Rub some brain on it and make
it sgarkle-we're in the dark.
Willie-We'Ve run out of that long ago.
and we're forced now TO brush against
the opposition and swipe some by abSOrp-
ton. Never tOted so much Vacuity in
M life.
Brine-And the clouds are gathering
too. Never saw so many shadows, with
sorry eyes, in my career. We've SCraped
every pocket in the gang and haven't
found enough to buy an umbrella in dry
weather. We're SQuelched, sadly aud
fundamentally bambOozled
Willie-Yes; Fritz and other pap-suck-
ers did it with mighty did, have crowd
ed up our backs and Sewed off our ncckS
as surely as Washington hit that cherry
tree.
Brine-Scrape EN- off or give 'em rough
on rats for breakfast and cholera germs
for lunch, and maybe that'li set EN-
asleep until we can have time to bury
them. The load has crushed my body
into my boots.
Wilhelm weak too, and If Paschal
doesn't stop failing US there wont be
enough left OF us to grease a toy wagon.
Brine-l see that without glasses; in
fact | see nothing hut the devil, defeat
and damnaUion ahead of us. If | could
find hole small enough to live in with
out being seen l would seek oblivion this
minute. There goes PaSchal now and
how they cheer him.
from a crow. Guess III go and write an
article on scabS. | know lots
Brine-Hush! first thing they'll be call
ing me the riot Queller" and you "ro-
dent Willie" You know | quelled the
lady printers that time when you kicked
them out and ran rat office" yourself.
Better not stir that up, for our houses are
glass and id thin at that. You know
we sent Phil and others up near Waco to
shoot the Sap wOrkmen II they kicked
any more for their pay, and the taxpayers
paid for it too. Yes, shoot EN- down like
dogs. if they didn't wait and go hungry
for their pay.
wonder II the people have?
Brine-Don't know, but l fear they
have it yet slowed away back Of theil
ears. And how we made the police hunt
the strikers off the grounds during the
strike! where they made living fol
themselves and little ones.
Willie-That was Internally tough,
know, but we'll deny everything, even
our denials II it pays anything at all or
the dollar. Our racket now is innocence
Brine-YO head is level II it is empty
Willie-YeS; about like the city treas.
ury, II l do have to come back at you
There isn't enough to rattle in the void o.
an alderman's head.
Brne-True, but keep that covered
even II YOU have to throw your old ha
on 1t. That mustn't be seen. Throw al
kinds of talk on it even Greek.
WILLIE will, even if have to spread
II from Alpha to Omaha. You know In
hifalutn when | wear my Sunda!
clothes.
Brine-So am l when wearing tina
plug, but It's run into wrinkles and | cal
scarcely tell it from dudes coat sleeve
Let's cross the creek.
WilIie-Not unless you hire cart ant
a cologne bottle.
Brine-I have bottle, but what's in /
is my business and the fellows upol
whom draw 1t.
Wiilie-There goes short Stops" ant
I'm going home. Deny everything.
BTine--Bet twenty lives If YOU had'em
DIS. BURG,