Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1896-03-12
Saint Maru's Beacon
HARRIS CT TENNESSEE.

There be men who remind one Of
a future there be others who in
all about them pretaln to time past.
Excellent as expositional Of this
latter class is Harris Of the Senate.
Harris is very old. Nor will he
tell or print his years. Moreover,
to ask him questions tending to
provoke light as to when he was
born is a casus belli with Harris.
Archaeologists digging about the
Harris base, examining the Harris
formation in all its strata, report
that he has at least seen 90 years.
This may or may not be, but it 10
all one can get on the subject.
Harris is a man Of medium size,
well-thewed and active even with
his age. He is exceedingly bald
and shiny as to apex, and the fringe
of hair, which marks a sort of tim
Der line ali about his Uranium just
at the top of the ears, is white as
snow. A milk-white mustache bris-
ties and RACES DER his upper lip and
turns fiercely out at the ends.
Beard he has none.
Up in the bald, somewhere about
the top of Harris, the prospect is
relieved by horseshoe scar. 1t is
a most malignant record of some
past accident, and turns from red
to purple, from purple to black, as
the tides of Harrisian wrath aug
ment or ebb.
Our Senator's face is a remarka-
BILE one; you will look at it for
some time when you meet him. It
is like none other on earth. And
yet it is not unfamiliar. You will
have seen it's fellow on tea chests,
or andirons. or in the rude ham
merwork of some old door knocker;
or. perchance, if musical, the same
fantastic visage, replete with fun
ny fury, has glowered at You from
the far end of fiddle.
Long years ago Harris was Gov
ernor of Tennessee. The war came
and the school fund of the com.
monwealth of Davy Crockett had
100000 in it. The rebels needed
it the Yankees wanted it. Har-
ris hid it from both and fed.
When Brownlow, the parson, be-
came Governor in the middle COS.
he saw fit to advertise for Harris
and the 100000. This the bitter
old exhorter did in a spirit of sar-
casm. His posters real
$1,000 REWARD FOR IsHAM @. HARRIS.
ACKNOWLEDGMENT which win lead to
the capture of Isham q. Harris. He Il feet
10 inches tall haa piercing blue eyes; chews
tobacco rapidly; likes whiskey, and is dictate
rial In his manner.
When peace had settled over the
land Harris, who was never captur-
ed, walked into Browlow's office
with the 800, 900 and gave himself
up. He had saved the money of
the school children of Tennessee.
Brownlow, shaken with palsy at the
time, was lying on a lounge. Rails
ing his stricken, aspen hands,
Brownlow said
"lsham Harris, by the Eternal !!
While NV the lamp holds out to burn,
The vilest sinner may return"
"Harris, how are you 20
Many year has gone since the
$4,000 was expended many since
Brownlow was sodded into bis grave.
Harris is still safe and in the SEN
ate, where he will remain until the
angels lead him into the crosstrees
Of higher after life for all eterni.
ty.
Anecdotes illustrate q man better
than mere statement ever describes
him. 1t was in the marble room
back of the Senate. A young news
man approached Harris to ask a
question.
'1'm a newspaper man, Senator,
and"
That was as far as he got. Har-
ris broke Observation-Disclosures vehe-
mently-in.
81 wish every damned newspaper
man was melted with his own type,
and nodded in bullets to shoot the
devil with. think we could kill
him, sir"
Harris in the Senate is ever tire.