Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-11-08
British Lady Didn't T axe
Him for a Scrapper.
Senator Vest Handed
Him Some Mighty
Good Advice.

of being there with the proper brand of
introduction goods.
THAT made her raise her eyeglasses and
stare curiously at me again.
Now just fawncy priZe-hghting pair
son saying that! she exclaimed, and then,
when I was having time trying to keep
from laughing. she broke out with:
~ hope. young man, you're not hor-
rid drunkard"
81 never drink at ALL told her which
was the truth then. at that.
"Then her young male relative con-
Quoted her to the elevator after she'd
given me quite a gracious bow. But,
though it was rather funny, I did feel
presence of that really toppy English
woman.
Senator Vests Advice.
81 had occasion to remember some-
thing that the late Senator Vest of Mis-
souri,. one of the finest men l ever met
or hope to meet. said to me the first
time had the honor to mitt him. We
chatted for a while, and he surprised
the prize-fghting game-he'd seen men
like John C. Heenan and Tom Sayers
fight. and he had the ancient history of
the punchfest game at the tip Of his
tongue. though he was very slow and
Hight grade talker.
well son. the fine old senator said
to me when we were preparing to break
away after that meeting. you'll have
four years Of victory, but you'll be taken
like all the rest In the due course of
time; you can't expect to escape the COM
mon fate. A good thing to remember IS
this: When you get your licking, don't
squeal. Don't let 'em have that on you.
Take your medicine. head up. chest out.
shoulders back. four square to all the
winds of adversely. A fellow who can
do that Is q man.
II thought of the old boys advice in
bitter hour. and it was mighty comfort
ing. at that.
ever had took place In the south.
friend Of mine in Montgomery. Ala, in
trodnced me to the fine old editor of a
Montgomery newspaper back yonder In
the middle nineties, when I was still
on top We were standing in front of a
Montgomery hotel at the time of the In
PRODUCTION. l was talking with my friend
when the editor man came along.
Protects Himself.
"'Mr Blank said my friend. address,
ing him. I want you to shake hands with
a young friend of mine. Jim Corbett,
the fighter and SO on.
'The old gentleman looked up at me
out from under his bushy brows. Then.
to my surprise, he suddenly wheeled and
walked out to the middle Of the street.
where q nuHlO6I VI lOOSC SOOOASoeo'ASS
were lying. He picked up one of them
in his left hand. then walked back to
where I was standing with my friend
Then he rather hesitatingly put out his
right hand. I gave it the usual clasp.
.Ah sho' am glad t meet you. SON
All sutt'nly am said the old gentleman
after the handshake. and then he tossed
the cobblestone into the street:
Colonel said my friend to him then.
4 never like to inquire into the motives
Of a man older than /, but there are ex-
ceptional instances. Now. with all due
respect, just why did you go out into the
street and get that rock minute ago:
"The old gentleman pushed his hat back
and scratched his head, then smiled and
addressed me.
"'son, he said. "a few yeahs back Ali
met M.stuh Sullivan when that distin-
guished knight Of the squaihed circle.
sub. was visiting heah in Mungum'ry.
Mistuh Sullivan, sub, In shaking hands
with me, delibuhetly. sub. squeezed NAH
fingers till tn bones cracked, and All re-
scented 1t, sub: though All nevuh said
word about it. all sutt'nly resented It.
sub. And when I heahed yo' name, sub.
says All to mahself IF this heah prize
fightin' son of gun brushes NAH fin
gers like that Sullivan man did. Aim
goin' tub be prepaiuhed and / went out
and got the rock. and eff you had crushed
NAH digits like Mistuh Sullivan did, sub.
All sho would have busted yo' haid with
that rOck-Ah ShO' would have. subj %