The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1900-03-11

| literature. painting. sculpture. archi-ec-
| ture. and chatting dish cookery. But when
he begins on the play he's sure to sppear
& fool"
Who now" queried the sergeant-a-
Arms.
81 don't know chap behind me who
kept drowning the prcttieSt spec hes in a
Colonial Girl by whispering to his lady,
And TO think that he's got over $4,000
O0e
He'd his Howard G0uld's mixed. COM
mentsd the Treasurer. having come 20 the
end of the line OF knobs.
They always do get something miXei.
the President went on. The day bsfOre
yesterday | was riding home in on eiectri'
car. Two dear girls near me we're discuss
ing Quo Vadis.' Queer title. observed
the younger. Not at all corrected her
companion. It's the name Of the hero OF
the book '
Where ignorance is bliss" quoted the
"Humph," exclaimed the Sergeant-st-
Arms
You've heard of the individual who kept
away from the Lambs Gamhol because he
didn't care for exhibitions Of trained ami
mals2"
"Humph," observed the sergesut-at-
Arms. tauto!ogically.
INT hOo! rs began tEe we fresl-
dent.
But the Secretary INTERRUPTED with the
admonition: Don't say that YOU we're
asked whether they were the people meant
in the song. When the Robins Nest
Again. "
The Robyus. who are to be seen next
week al the Grand, used 10 have 2 sketch
called Straight Tip jim. Some bsnignant
old person. innocent OF racing and racing
idioms. enquired If Mr.. RObyns hadn't In
tended the announcement to read. Gas
Tip Jim Evidently. the suggester thought
that the story had been written around a
plumber
1T was a newspaper reporter" chimed
in the Second Member. who had the idea
that Mrs. Carter was the wife OF Nick
Carter, Of dime novel fame"
And a railway conductor who thought
that Edmund d. Lyons, a member Of the
cast to be brought here in Quo Vadis'
was the husband Of The Lady OF Lyons. 80
That is rather far-fetched." commented
the Treasurer. beginning the task OF slie-
ing the gold of the much-impIOyed chair
in question.
with these folk who discuss theairiclls
but DO not comprehend them. the Presi-
dent remarked nothing can be far
fetched. You'd hardly believe this tale
had | not Joe Haworth's word on its truth
You must remember that years ago Joe
was presenting a plece-For Her, or a
like drama-in which the hero was shot
during the last act. Well, the player de
clares that while he was appearing in
Chicago with QUO Vadis' he was ap-
preached in front of the stage door b.
rural-lOoking fellow who grasped his hand
cordially. 1 seen you tonight he en-
Unused.
Yes returned Joe. marveing.
Yes repeated the rustic. You seemed
the same as ever. Didn't limp nor carry
your arm in a sling. That scamp in For
Her must have been a darned bad shot
How does that strike yOu?''
Well" observed the First Member,
quietly, I'm willing to put my faith in
the verify Of all these anecdotes. But the
LCungers' League contains managers and
journalists and other bright men. I can't
understand why no point can be proved
by reference to examples more complex
than are those afforded by stars who are
about to come to town"
Managers and newspaper seribblers,'
unused the Vice President.
Managers and journalists"
Managers and journalists"
Yes" replied the First Member Mana
gers and journalists-what OF it,
Nothing" said the Vice President,
'only did it ever occur to you that that
might have a little to do with the trend
Of the conversation"