The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1898-11-02
STEELE AND CLAUsEN
Have Another Little Seance AbOu
Judge MiIIs' Latest Screed.

Have Another Little Seance About
Judge Mills Latest Screed.
Good morning. Mr. Clausen," said Judge
Steels, cheelily. as he sauntered into the
chief grain inspectors office yesterday morn
ing
'Mornin'," said the chief inspector. with
sort of a far-away information that took any
suggestion OF courtesy out of his short re-
ply. The chief inspector was troubled.
Writing pieces for the paper, l see?' said
the Judge. who felt a little huffy about the
letter being sprung Sunday night without
showing it 10 him. and he did not show up
! .'+writin' h. Oh, yes. I thought we could
get that better circulation by putting it
in the Monday morning l o b e. That
you know
- ho2e itn do us some good Douglas
writes in that we've got to do something
about that grain business or they'll skin Eddy
up there like an eel. I wish there could
. have been something in there about =
Now, why don't you see Judge Mills about
that? He wrote it, you know
That's so, but then just happened to think
Oh II when l was going by and it seems
! kind Of too bad to have this majority we
were figuring on dwindling down up there in
counties where they told early in the
fight we had an immortal cinch."
--"Cinch?" Interrupted the chief grain in
spector, suddenly. ''Cinch, did you say? I
want to tell you that when you've been in
politics as long as ! have you'll know there
is no such thing in politics as a cinch.
! That was Tam's long suit. He never figured
+ on sure things. He always assumed that
every county was going the other way. and
then proceeded to organize the Republicans
and hx ii to swing over"
Judge Steele WINGED slightly at this.
II tell YOU said the chief inspector, rem
iniscently, he watched curling ring of
Z blue smol-e rise from his recently puckered
lips, there a political organizer from
I where they make the organs. 1t was born
in Tams. He couldn't help being a political
strttegist any more than a hen can help
raising chickens"
eve ought to have some extra copies of
. that paper, hadn't we. to send out, l sup
pose?" interjected the judge, ignoring the ex-
tolling of the Cherokee commissioner. IT'S
i too bad, though, could not have cleared
| the thing all up at once
\ well, I'll tell you, Steele, we couldn't.
/ mean Judge Mills couldn't explain some CT
\ ins all those people down here, instead OF
taking Teisberg up to take their testimony.
Now you know we wanted to pick out our
crowd. We didn't want any free-for-all come
in-and-tell-y ouT-story boys business about
l that investigation, and we had to pass
mean the judge had . passover that pretty
yes, that's So" replied Judge steele
\ stroking his chin as though to accelerate some
/ Eliminating thought.
Good thing the letter was so long," he
suggested, after a moment, with a sicky
smile.
''Eh? How so?" inquired Clausen quickly
''Andrews can't much more than read II
before election, let alone shoot another an
swer into The l o b e." explained the chair.
man of the state central committee.
''Ha, ha!' said the chief inspector, trying
to laugh but biting his lips with rage
4 "Good joke! - good joke" Bit them
again. Won't you have a cigar?"
Eyes. Thanks Well, so long,
Ard as the door closed behind the retreat
ing form of the Minneapolis chairman Mr..
Clausen drummed nervously on his desk with
his fingers and murmurred:
He certainly is a butte