Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1905-03-21
HOW OUR SENATE LOOKS.
Demeanor of Solons While the Message
Was Read.


Demeanor of Solons While the Message
Was Read.
Under the title of Back in Wash
ington Again" Arthur Ruhl, writing in
Golfers, describes our eminent work
ers" in the Senate chamber by saying:
There was copy of the message on
every desk and most of them were
being read. Wetmore, of Rhode Is
land, however, who precisely re-
sembles the pictures of the ponderous,
self-satisfied, good natured Trust
which appear in many journals, loung-
ed back iii his chair behind an open
newspaper; SmoOt, the Mormon, his
desk covered with papers, wrote stead
lily and painstaking as might some
careful shopkeeper auditing his ac-
counts; Platt, of Connecticut, his sad,
worldweary face like parchment, gaz-
ed off into space. German gazed, too,
hut with certain austere amusement,
as though he half heard, and vaguely
smiled at what was being said.
1.-The rest, for the most part, read.
Beyeridge, who so looks the part Of
the youthful stage statesman that he
seems always to be giving an imita-
ton of himself, bent his brows on the
message nightly, his chin resting on
his right hand, the first finger extend
ing upward along his cheek in the man
ner OF one posing for the portrait In
My Study or Among My Books
1.-The Vice President-elect, tall even
sitting down, straight and cold as an
iron rod, read steadily, not as one who
enthuses, enjoys or necessarily for the
moment understands but as one who
appreciates his responsibilities and will
observe the conventions and appear
decorus whatever falls. Lodge wrin-
killed. his forehead, appeared restless
and bored, as though he had known
all this before.
"Red-faced, twinkling-eyed Tillman
came over to sit by Allison, of Iowa,
looking like good-natured horse deal
er talking to Santa Claus. He clapped
his glasses on his nose and read in an
undertone from the message, follow
ing the lines with a stubby forefinger.
Then he looked up, chuckled and jab-
bed his colleague in the ribs, and the
venerable leader turned and wagged
his head and beamed very much as a
great st. Bernard begins slowly to pant
when he is petted. You could not but
speculate on what part of. the mes
sage they were reading and wonder
how close the Iowa leader was get
ting to making a categorical state
ment
Some one tried to get him to make
one once on a bet. There were some
sheep, recently sheared, passing in the
road Fine sheep, those, senator?
'Um,' observed Mr.. Allison, they seem
to be-a--healthy animals Just
SHARED, aren't they? 'Uh,' speculated
Mr. Allison, one would-a-think so.
At least, they are sheaced on this side
'EXtravagance in printing agricul-
ture, census of live stock, naturaliza-
ton AS the clerk read, First and
foremost, let us remember that the
question of being a good American has
nothing whatever to do with a mans
birthplace, any more than it has to do
with his creed, you wondered what
Senator Knute Nelson. of Minnesota,
was thinking-Knute Nelson, who was
born in Norway bacA in 40 and who
has fought his way up through the
ranks from the very bottom as so
many of his blue-eyed countrymen are
fighting their way now there in cur
big northwest.
'Elections-navy-Monroe doctrine
Philippines Suddenly the Hurmur
stopped and the message was done. In
a moment the motion to adjourn was
made and the preliminaries of getting
down to work in Congress were over"