The Corvallis gazette. [volume] (Corvallis, Or.) 1862-1899, 1896-02-20
STORIES OF TIE DAY.
Things Seen and Heard at the Capitol 6
Washington.

washington.
One of the saddest places about the
whole capitol is that little corner off of
statuary hall where women wait the
slow motions of their Influence. The
condensed heartache and desperation
that are crowded into that narrow space
day after day are enough to soften the
most hard hearted Out there, one day
this week, sat widow. She was old
and poor. 1t was a raw, cold day, but
the desolate woman had only thin
shawl about her and one shoe was all
broken at the side, SO that only her
stocking kept her foot from the ground.
She had sent in for cher" representa-
tive, and when he came out, he was
eoolly courteous, but finally seemed to
warm up a little, and, at her earnest
solicitation, promised to see Senator
Somebody about getting her place. He
was so emphatic in saying that she must
not worry, but leave all to him, that
she turned to leave him with her face
fairly transfgured with glow of hap
piness. When she had disappeared over
the last Whispering stone" toward the
senate, that heartless member turned to
the page and said sternly:
"See here! If that old guy comes
fooling round here after me again, am
not in my seat Do you sabe?'
The boy "sabed" all straight enough
and gave frightened promise to re-
member. Poor little old woman!
There is regular King Humbert of
Ill - 81,
will surprise him greatly to read this
and find himself quite an attraction
among the women in the galleries The
particular attraction is pair of fierce
gray mustachios, and they belong to
Mr.. Poole of New York. Really, the
likeness to the royal Italian is quite
startling.
Terry of Arkansas has cultivated a
remarkable suit of chrysanthemum hair
in the summers recess between con-
crosses. If he could coax bis locks to
unkink themselves, he would rival in
this respect Buffalo Bill.
Prince Albert coats are quite the fash
ion since Mr.. Reed set the pace on the
day he became speaker, but there are
ways and ways Of wearing them. The
average congressman needs to take some
lessons in the art. A closely buttoned
Prince Albert is a sight for gods and
men to laugh at if it does not fit, and
most of them do not.
One of the remarkable and enjoyable
features of the Fifty-fourth congress is
the absence of smoking upon the floor.
Men like Mr.. Quigg and Mr.. Tarsney,
who all but sleep with cigars in their
mouths, find it rare self denial to 60
without smoking, but they content
themselves with "dry smoke" twist
ing and chewing to pieces almost as
many cigars as they would otherwise
smoke. The only man seen to smoke de-
liberately on the floor was Mr.. Powers
of Vermont. He was clear back by the
fireplace and was busy thinking when
he lighted his cigar, and the expression
of cherubic content which went over
his face when he settled back in his
chair to take that tabooed smoke was
something to remember.
The ladies who watch with such in
terest every day the proceedings of con-
gress have quite decided that Mr. Crisp
has the smallest and whitest hand in
the house.
"What brand do you wear, mister?"
asked man with high heeled boots and
a sombrero of Representative Miller
yesterday as that gentleman came out
Of the house.
Mr.. Miller looked little surprised,
but replied courteously that he didn't
know exactly what his questioner meant.
81 want to know which camp you
round up. in when there is a general
"Do you mean to ask my politics?"
asked Mr.. Miller.
Precisely" said the stranger "I'm
of my own reservation and I've kinder
lost my bearings. I'm on the trail of
the man who corralled permit to come
hyar and sass the gov'munt fur my
state, and the herd boss out hyar allows
that I don't sabe things none too proper
and holds me up. Now. if you don't be-
long to the other outfit, you look fit to
be pretty good trail boss"
''And who would you like to seef''
asked Mr.. Miller, with broad smile at
the interest the man was eliciting from
loungers in the corridors.
81 reckon you all know him like a
hen, the same his name being Dennis
Flynn" And Mr.. Flynn soon appeared.
"And who is that?'' asked gallery
of his friend, who seemed to |
know everybody and had been keeping
up a running comment on everyb body
and everything in the house while the |
Bayard resolution was being discussed, |
as Mr.. Dingley of Maine addressed the
chair.
"He's one of the most highly respect
ed men in the house, said stranger
at his left
"And the thinkingest man to boot"
the friend, and went on de-
livering his opinions audibly.
t'Say, Charley, want business ex-
actly like that for flower stand. It's
just too lovely for anything, and it
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