The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1895-02-03

Mrs. Cleveland, Fila Wheeler Wilcox,
General E. Burd Grubb, Ii Hung Chang
| and diversified opinion also from Mil
lie Christine, the two headed nightin-
gale.
by giving me an answer of 600 to 500
words for publication over your sigma
ture you will do me great favor and
aid us in settling this long vexed ques-
ton regarding literary methods and as
to what character of literature and at
what time executed must be the literary
work to outlive the corroding efforts Of
erosive centuries.
A dozen people reply to this letter.
Some are literary, some are pugilists,
some are bridge jumpers, some are no.
body at all, and you find, after you write
your own opinion and see it published,
that Mrs. Cleveland did not reply. Only
you and Steve Brodie wrote, with the
exception of Mr.. Seely of the National
Shoe and Leather bank, perhaps, or some
other person who has risen to promi-
hence at Sing Sing in purely ephemeral
way by means Of his pen.
The symposium turns out to be an ar
ticle Of merchandise, not prepared espe-
cially for a great magazine, as represent
ed or implied, but to be worked over
into soap advertisements and quack
circulars and heaven knows what else.
In q cloakroom the other day this SUBJ
ject came up, and several senators ex-
pressed themselves They suffer a good
deal from miscellaneous pests because
anything addressed to them in care of
the United States senate will reach
them.
watched hotel cockroach of this
class yesterday at Wizards He came
into the reading room, with molasses
on his whiskers, and was about to say
that he entered sirip-titiously, but we
will let that pass. He watched his
chance and nipped morning paper
while the owner was looking the other
way. He then gradually worked his way
into the most comfortable chair, and
after he had read the paper up one side
and down the other he espied a spare
sheet Of hotel writing paper on one table
and an envelope on another.
Quick as thought he acquired them
and very likely became the head of a
symposium. Such man has it in his
power to annoy good many industrious
people. He can write to congress inside
of a week OH smutched stationery and
ask several hundred other people to
please state what their views are ON the
IS Il r,rvl,t
wearing pants?''
Grave senatorial grandfathers are ex-
pected to shut themselves up in the COZ
gressional library with tin bucket of
lunch and stay there until they settle
this question. Earnest people all over
the Union are asked to lay aside their
various jobs that they may assist in get
ting together an opinion on a subject
which interests nobody but the two leg
ged syndicate with the billygoat
beard and the buttonhole bouquet of soft
boiled egg.
Speaking of aesthetic decorations
brings to mind parlor ornament which
/ saw in country home last summer.
1t consisted of bunch of hay colored
hair under a glass receiver which stood
on q marble top table in the sitting
room. / learned afterward that when
little Ambrose was lad he had fried
cake tresses, with damp welt of this
gingersnap dough in roll on the 10
Of his head.
Had little Ambrose been called away
10 his celestial abode we could have
stood this perhaps, but he is past 40
now and is his own hostler, judged,
by his general air.
Little Ambrose sells sewing machines
and wears a. outrageous beard, thus
saving enough necktie money TO buy a
side bar buggy. His neck has d2sheS of
olive green freckle work on the back
and wrinkles across it like snail tracks
On the beach. He still regards himself
as strangely beautiful and rides with
one foot outside the buggy, thus expos
ing to view q tight boot with immoral
heels, such boots as those generally
worn by the lost and undone.
Looking at little Ambrose at the age
Of 45. with a soft nat, formerly plum
colored. but row faded to the color Of
the Bad I4anos. and with that drcop and
sag Of the stomach which tell OF sale-a-
tus biscuits and blce mass. one would
think that 10 bum those old tresses and
sell the glass case would be no sin.
He is living with his second wife now
! and trying TO draw her late husbands
pension, hnt hated rival wrote to con-