The Goodland republic. [volume] (Goodland, Kan.) 1891-1907, 1901-06-07
FULLY SCOTT A sMAsHER.
The OberIin Politician Exemplifies the
Carrie "Hatchet'' Nation Act at a
Banquet in Nashville, Tenn.


a good story, that has been hermeti-
cally sealed in the memory of several
different persons for some time, is now
being told on TulIy Scott, the demo
cratic wheel horse of the Sixth district
who practices law up at Oberlin, re-
lates the Topeka State Journal.
Scott is prominent member Of the
Lnights of Pythias order and holds an
Office on the grand lodge finance COM
mittee. Scott is the only man from
Kansas who is connected with the grand
lodge cOmmitte. A few weeks ago the
finance committee met at the head
quarters Of the order in Nashville.
Scott was there. After the business
was disposed of the members Of the
committee, and other officers of the
lodge, were invited to banquet at the
invitation of the president of a large
publishing firm IN Nashville which
prints a good many reams of paper
every year for the K. P.'s.
The banquet was served at one of
the principal hotels and was very
swell affair. The menu was served in
several courses. When it came the
proper time to serve the wine the wait
ers were busy serving everyone but
Scott. They assiduously avoided him.
The slight had its effect and Scott was
decidedly angry but controlled his
temper and said nothing, but be was
warm under the collar. The rest we're
making quite merry and paying no at
tention to the gentleman from Kan
sas. Scott was just about to ask one
of the walters 90 serve him when two
large husky walters entered the dining
room bearing a large tray high above
their heads. The banqueters saw it.
Scott saw it. All except Scott COM
menced a loud, long applause. The
walters bore the tray directly toward
Scott and finally deposited it on the
table in front of him. The tray was
| decorated with flowers and green stuff
but there was no wine on it.
What Scott found on the tray was a
large and much rusted Ratchet. He
looked at it. The baDqueters yelled,
they rOared and they waved their nap
kins. Scott's face flushed. He was
mad. He did not relish the joke, the
reference to his being from the state
where Mrs. Nation smashed was not
the joke to him that it was to the
| others. He wanted wine and what was
more he did not like TO be the butt of a
joke for hundred or more people at
the same time. Scott knew be mad to
do something and do that quick. He
heard the laughter and the applause
ringing IN his ears. He saw the Ratchet,
old and rusted. He understood the
joke.
Scott looked across the banquet ia
BILE for a second. He looked past the
heads Of the banqueters opposite him
and saw on the wall of the banquet
room large, heavy plate glass mirror.
Quick as flash Scott grasped that old
rusty Ratchet and hurled it with all
the force he possessed across the table
past the heads Of the astonished ban
qneters and straight for that plate
glass mirror.
The banqueters had seen the man
from Kansas rise in his place and grasp
the weapon Of the "Home Defenders"
There was a hush. All eyes were turn
ed toward Scott. The Ratchet went
straight for its mark. There was a
crash. Instantly all eyes were turned
toward the mirror.
/ The Ratchet was buried in the cen
ter of the glass and the banqueters
saw it sticking there and quivering.
The glass was splintered in thousand
pieces.
Then the hundred pair of eyes, which