Bismarck weekly tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1943, 1895-02-01
HERE and THERE.

HERE AND THERE.
"No, X. Y. T., if you have always lived
an upright life, there is no reason you
should be elected to the legislature. If,
however, you fear that there is danger
of such election, it would be we'll for you
to leave home temporarily, and not re-
turn until after the. danger has passed.
Prompt action in this way will preserve
your unblemished reputation, and keep
your credit unimpaired. Other wise, the
news may get abroad, and the damage be
done before you realize it,"
A portion Of a letter, which appears to
have been written by some one of the
clerical force at the capitol, and then lost
in the shuttle, was handed me yesterday
by a gentleman, who commented
slightly upon the expressions "loafng
aboutthe capitol "s4 per day." Il enjoy
most drawing the salary" "the only kick
l have is that the session only lasts sixty
days. ETC., which appear in a sort of bas
l%relief, at various places in the letter.
do not care particularly for the missive,
have conceived no great attachment for
it in any particular, and the owner may
have it back again if he will signify his
desire in chat direction.
In commenting upon a boil possessed
by Gov. Allin, Octopus remarked a day
or so ago that the governor was "suay-
ator imminodo Notwithstanding" It
would seem that the Latin tongue had
been lead sufficiently long to preclude
any such post-mortem mutilation as
this. But while Octopus is in the Latin
business he should diversity. I look for
him soon to remark the new capito,
building as distinctly 9 pluribus
and certainly the treasury ie sufficiently
ora pro nobis to afford him any quantity
OF inspiration. Such sine qua non
weather as we are enjoying now is re-
markedly nil nisi bonum, and there is a
general Erin go bragn tendency of the
public pulse, which should be carefully
looked after. If we must have Latin, let
us have it in plentiful doses, and not
after the stinted, economical fashion of
the off year wheat yield.
The fact that still another proclama-
ton, foretelling death and disaster to
the residents of North Dakota, has been
received from Nj. B. F. Runter, the
Washington prophet, who deals out de-
struction and desolation with all the
lavish generosity of an old style bicycle,
leads me to remark, for the benefit of
Mr.. Hunter and others who may think
as he does, that the populistic state gov
eminent has gone out of existence.
From the generally morose, melancholy
and despairing tone of these prophecies,
it is evident that Mr.. Hunter is not
aware of this fact. But it is even so,
and predictions of calamity, disaster, de-
struction and despair are several months
out of date. With a pop government at
the helm of the ship of state, it is not to
be wondered at that Mr.. Hunter should
feel blue over the prospects before US.
But now that the populistic regime has
been relegated to the calm and quiet of
private life, prophesies of disaster are
malapropos and distinctly out of date.
Hereafter, Mr.. Hunter should confne
bis saddening epistles to Nebraska and
the Celestial empire.
In the fashion notes of a leading
southern journal, I learn that the efer-
vescent, epileptic and open-faced bull
dog will be in style again, during the lat
ter part of the watermelon season next
summer. I do not give space to this fact
with any particular object in view, but
merely to call attention to the fact that
this style of bulldog has had one of the
longest continuous runs in the annals of
the animal creation. It must not be
understood from this, however, that the
run OF the watermelon bulldog has been
solitary by any means. Not at all. Who
of us is there, who has reached the age
OF even n score of years, who has not,
at some time in the bygone past which,
lies IN a great degree behind US, evacu-
ated the tempting foliage of the water
melon patch and Skinned between the
prlckly strands of the barb wire fence. to
the intense and musical vocal strains of
the wild-eyed bulldog, with the long
reach and the yawning depth of Jaw?
How many of us there are who have been
tasted in a hungry way, and whose every
day pantaloons have been perforated by
the ever-ready teeth of the brand of bull
dog which thrives l%uxuriantly in the soil
where melons grow! What memories of
youth are thus tangled up with fence.
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