The times., 1898-06-06
UNDER THE JUNIPER TREE.

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You-the public-are especially favored
In getting herewith your first introduction
10 the Juniper Tree which hitherto has
claimed an exclusive acquaintance with
newspaperdom, and how gracefully IL will
regard this unlimited publicity the writer
cannot say. Lest these paragraphs be
taken unkindly you are requested not to
intrude yourself upon the exciusiyeness of
the Juniper Tree. Its dire displeasure, 10
say nothing of the more vigorous and ma
terial objections on the part of jealous
police officers, will surely be the reward
of your temerity in presuming 10 pursue
this acquaintance only from afar off. at
a distance of several hundred yards. we
will say. Unless you promise this the in
PRODUCTION will not proceed. You prom
Use, did you say? Very well, then
The Juniper Tree Is natures kindest
friend to the newspaper men and. yes.
even TO journalists, who have pledged
their regulations to direct the tIanspir-
ing war to your most complete satisfAc-
ton 1t stands some twenty PAGES from
the White House and spreads wide.
consoling shade over a liberal expanse OF
lawn. known to the fraternity as .'Jonahs 5
Dreamland." 1t was that famous old
character Jonah, you know. who upon
certain memorable occasion sat under
juniper tree on the banks of-not the
Wabash-but lake in Asia just prior TO
his sailing voyage that ended in a whale
ssory. Now your newly made acquaint-
the IfIpinpr Tree will this in
sinuation, but the fact is that its name
and the name of the territory it shades
were bo.h derived from the numerous
dreams and think stories that have
emanated from gentlemen of the press
during temporary sojourns in 'Jonah's 5
Dreamland"
When the day has been uneventfuI
when news is scarce newspaper corre-
spondents gathered from many parts of
the country turn their faces with long
ing toward this cool, impertuTbable spot,
strain their ears to catch the whispered
invitation Of the Juniper Tree and pres
emily dispatch their only too willing mes
senger boys to a distant part of the
White House grounds where, in the hol-
low of huge flower pot base. lie hidden
a dozen or more small, but comfortable,
camp stools.
Leaving the war to its fate, they hasten
away and resign themselves to the quiet
dream-inspiring companionship oS the
tree its shade, and exciusivsness, and the
results are filed in numbered paper over
telegraph wires instead of being handed
down 10 posterity through tradition 10 be
wrestled with by truth-loving investiga-
tors of whale stories.
Officials of state have come TO know the
place. senators pause TO envy the peace
full resters here for even senators have
not the privilege of close acquaintance
with the Juniper Tree. 1t was Secretary
Porter who passed down the sunny ave
rue the other day and halted his steps
TO glance at the privileged occupants Of
"Jonah's Dreamland."
Have you any news. Mr.. Secretary?"
one correspondent raised sufficient energy
to ask, AT which the Juniper Tree was
sorely displeased.
Yes"
The answer called forth unusual COM
motion, all rose 10 various lazy attitudes
Of attention and the Juniper Tree rustled
and swayed in vain protest
What is it. Mr.. Secretary" the ener-
getic one asked.
I'VE are at war with Spain.
OF course, being private secretary TO
the President, We couldn't do him bodily
injury and Mr.. Secretary Porter wander
ed on down the avenue, smiling to think
of the havoc he had wrought with the
peace and quiet of ''dreamland-"
1t was Senator Mark Hanna who invad-
ed our exclusive little domain the next
I day. He paused, as they all do, to envy
US our cool retreat. He had been walking
through the sun and looked weary.
This looks nice" he said.
1T is nice" replied the fresh CORE
spondent who doesn't think Senator Han
ma is so very much, even though he did
make a President.
II wouldn't mind sitting down here my
I self remarked the senator presently, as
I he wiped large clusters of perspiration
/ from his bald forehead. But nobody Of
+ fered him seat, because-weTl, because
( we all knew the Juniper Tree wOuldn I
{ like it.
{ "whew." gasped the senator. still ac-
! lively engaged in blockading the persist
| ent dampness of his brow.
/ The fresh correspondent watched him
I with an indolent sort of interest.
| Don't you wish, senator, that you were
{ a newspaper man instead of having 10
run around in the sun, clip coupons. count
! your money and work so hard2"
+ Senator Hanna wandered off in the sun
! again and has never since paused on the
borders of ''Jonah's Dreamland.'
Representative NewIands had just made
/ a late visit TO the White House and re-
] turning with voluminOus bundle of Ha-
waiian annexation trouble under his
! arms he, of a necessity. passed near the
/ Juniper Tree. He stopped.
( II suppose ye able correspondents have
! succeeded in getting the Cuban invasion
/ started and are now resting from your
! labors.
/ The Juniper Tree doesn't like jokes al
| the expense of its newspaper friends. and
we assumed more dignity perhaps than
| the good natured sally of the congress
man called for. 1t was the fattest and
| LATEST correspondent in the bunch who
| changed the subject
What is the official status of the Their
| mometer in Hawaii right this minute, Mr..
Newlands?"
''Ah, about 10 in the shade"
This annexation business must be
pretty hot work. then. 1t makes one hot
! to think about it, even
well. it's hotter work than you are
| doing here" retorted the congressman. as
| he moved on. smiling And even the
| Juniper Tree smiled. because the remark
reflected credit upon its refreshing shade