The Houma courier. (Houma, La.) 1878-1939, 1897-03-20
WHAT SENATOR'S EAT.
Senator Allison Likes Pumpkin
Pie and Pure Milk.
The Venerable senator morrill,, of YER
mont. Usually Lunches on Crackers
and Milk-semator Hin Has a PEN
chant for Big Oysters.
[speoIal waahlngton Letter.l


Now, while the rain and sleet are
driving over the prairies, the snow set
tling on the mountains, and the north
winds are blowing over the sunny
south, the majority Of our people will
remain indoors the greater part of the
time; for farm chores and village duties
are not very pleasant in winter time.
While the billiards. are blowing it is
pleasant for the farmers to remain in
side the house, with plenty Of fuel,
plenty Of food, and plenty of time to
rest. The cattle being safely covered
and screened, with ample food in reach,
the farmer needs not worry, but "a
philosophically smile at the elements
and say:
Laugh, and the world laughs with you,
Weep, and you weep alone.
This grand old earth must borrow its mirth
1t has troubles enough OF its own.
But the successful farmer is not the
citizen who laughs last, or best, or
loudest. In this chill winter weather
nobody enjoys life more than the aver
age statesman in the national capitol.
They are all alike in their pride, pomp,
purse and purposes; and a majority of
them are alike in their gustatory de-
sires and the qualification thereof. Put
a knife to thy throat if thou be a man
given to appetite" said Solomon. Some
of the people who live in this year of
grace do not think the advice good.
Neither suicide nor eating with a knife
is good form in these days. 1t must be
evident even to the casual visitor at the
senate restaurant that the wise man was
not addressing his remarks to United
States senator's. No self-respecting SEN
ator ever allows his knife to get with
in a foot of his juglar, Members of the
house may, perhaps, elevate their pork
and beans to the mouth level without the
assistance of a fork, but the dignified
senator never permits the glittering
steel greater altitude than the third
button on his vest. The day for eating
with your knife was cut short by that
happy invention, the four-pronged
fork.
During the sessions of congress there
are thousands of people passing through
the capitol building every day, and they
manifest the popular interest in sena-
tors by soaking them, and prying into
their methods of living. They occupy
the senate floor until removed by the
opening of the session and the energy of
several employees; they survey senators
from the galleries and criticise their re-
Fpective and generally respectable APP
pearance; they peep through half
opened committee-room doors and
reach the apex of the tourists bliss
when they behold a senator engaged
in the consumption of food.
"He's eatin' raw oysters" said a
stranger to his wife the other day. The
solIe.ra6.-apa.e9
to the senate restaurant. The male
tourist watched the alleged legislator
commence feeding and then reported to
the waiting but equally curious te-
male.
The senate restaurant is an interest
ing place. Men sometimes succeed in
concealing their characters behind
screens of reputation, but they cannot
continually and successfully Disguise
their appetites. The man who loves m
eat must fail to hide his affection. inst
as he who cares but little for the good
things of life must surely display his
dlsdaln for matters stomachic.
Ii there is such a thing as a Iobbv-
list outside of the senate he can be found
In the restaurant somewhere between
IL o'clock meridian and four d. M: q
clever argument has no xnch support
as that which springs from a cleverIy
cooked n artistically served meal, and
the average human tongue ways more
freely in response to the gurgling ca
resses OF free liquor than it would in
direct return for hard cash-besides,