The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1896-02-26

His Mouth Ran Away With BIN at Detroit
and Now He Feels the Effect of Her
Sting-She Gives Him His Choice OF
Being barking Cur OF a Crawling
Worm, But Whatever He Chooses to be
He Cannot Cross Her Flowerv Path
With Impunity-He Should Know Bet
ter Than to Abuse "a Woman
Yesterday Mrs. Mary Lease received
the following telegram from the Chica-
go Tribune:
Jerry Simpson said at Detroit that
you had never been anything but a dis
turbing element in politices. that you
want to be the great L Am all the
time and that yau are better in the pull
Pit than in politics. Please wire re-
ply"
To which Mrs. Lease replied as fol-
lows:
Life Is too short and my time too
fully occupied 70 pay attention TO every
barking cur. or step on every worm
that crawls across my path"
Now, then, Mr.. Jerry Simpson, put
that in your pipe and smoke it Just
while you are smoking it, Mr.. Simp-
son. crawl for once across the path OF
Mrs. Lease and experience for fewmO-
ments the sensation Of the Irishman
who went into a powder magazine
smoking his little old dudeen. So you
will talk about Queen Mary behind her
back, will you? Well. Mr.. Simpson, it
is good enough for you and for every
little cheap John who talks lightly Of
the fair sex. She is a disturbing ele-
ment in politics, is she? Well, Mr..
Simpson, if you think she is not, just
come back to the Seventh district, run
for office and find out. She is the great
II Am" is she? Well, Mr.. Simpson,
you were something of great Il Am"
once yourself and should know what it
means. But what are you now, Nj
Simpson? You are a worm, Jerry-you
are common. every day worm that
crawls upon the earth and wiggles
across the path of lady statesmen TO be
stepped upon by their Triblys. If you
are not a worm, Jerry, why then you
must be a cur. Now then you can't be
a worm and a cur at the same time,
Mr. Simpson, without cOnvicting nature
Of an Inconsistency, and that is some
thing she was never guilty of even
when she made you and your party,
Mr.. Simpson
Now, then, Jerry, you must choose
for yourself what you shall be and if you
take the advice of an old friend you
will be a worm. 1t is awful funny TO be
a worm. Jerry, especially when you are
crossing the flowery path Of a woman of
fame and trying to dodge her gentle
footballs. Alas, poor jerry, yours, at
best, is terrible fate. If you avoid the
path of Mrs. Lease and thereby avoid
being stepped on, you may be dug up in
the back yard some day by a gentleman
named Lorenzo D. Lewelling, and used
for bait by him in catching some more
suckers. You should have folded up
your mouth, Mr.. Simpson, when you
left the native wilds of Barber county.
In this age of the world, Mr.. Simpson,
it is dangerous to have a mouth unless
you have a watchful brain TO stand
sentry over il, and this you have not
got, Mr.. Simpson. Mouths are a nuis-
ance now, Mr.. Simpson, except for eat
ing and prize-fghting, as you will be apt
TO learn when you read the reply of Mrs.
Lease.
What fine sarcasm there is in that re-
ply. Life is too short any my time is
too fully occupied to pay attention to
every barking cur or step on every
worm that crawls across my path"
Mrs. Mary Elizabeth was undoubtedly
her own self when she uttered il. May
her tongue never. never loose its sting.