The morning journal-courier., 1908-10-21

upon examination. of the lists of vot- CTS, to find that a whole lot of the tel- lows whom he had buried free of eX- pense had arisen from the tomb and voted for hls adversary
 Here's something l saw in the De- troIt News" interiected the Michigan man, as he fished clipping from his pocket. It was getting pretty bad when the stories threatened to take but the crowd was so dejected by this time that 1t would stand for almost anything.
 The old man hurrying along Broiadway Monday morning had un- der his arm the paraphernalla of sign painter and was evidently on business bent He was neatly attired and looked as though on Sunday he might well lay aside all tools of his trade and occupy pew four rows back from the pulpit
 "He came to a point where some builders were at work, dolged man with a bod of bricks and dropped with nauseatlng splash into vat of fresh mortar Before he could extricate himself an angular lady, with the light of a great purpose in her eyes, hastened to the rescue. She helped the bespattered victim to his feet. He started to thank her.
 Not a word. You should be ashamed of yourself. she tartly in terjeoted. A man of your age who hasn't learned the evils of drink, You've got one foot In the grave al- ready Shun the vice poison Here's a tract. The Social Glass; a Menace to American Manhood" Take 1t and promise me that youl never touch liquor the rest of your life and that you'll vote the prohibition ticket l promise, said the aged unfor- tunate, whereupon the first aid re- former went on her way a compla- cent smile showing that she was re- ceiving the plaudits of her conscience for fishing fellow being from a nor tar vat and brand from the burning at the same tie
 Matter of fact, never tasted whlskey in my life, remarked the dazed brand as he soraped the sticky stuff from his clothes.
 If you are going to read stuff" broke in the newspaper man who had endured to the extreme limit of his l patience, why don't you wet at the real?"
 What do you mean by that? shaped the man from Michigan,
 mean,"S returned the reporter
 that if you are willing to admit that your stories are hot original and you want to get the goods out of the clip ping bureau you ought to clip some ot the good things that sam Blythe puts over in the Saturday Even Post. He's the best ever, is Blythe. He. knows men and things and he can't he bunk. ed, Just let me give you one of his
 w c Conrad of Montana was ont of the ll4 vice presidential candidates at Denver. MT. Conrad Is large anc 1 imposing gentleman. with a heavy mustache, a deep bass voice fint faith in his political prospects and { wad of money a giraff couldn't SC, over He brought A bunch of boom CTS with him to Denver. On the day when the vice president was to hC nominated friends of Conrad's saw the boomers standing disconsolately 1T the Brown Palace hotel
 Where's Conrad?' he asked.
 Up in his room.
 Aren't you going to the conven tion? As supporters of a prominen candidate for vice president vol should be there. Why don't you go?
 Well. the fact is," replied one O the boomers We would like to go, bu Conrad hasn't been able to get us any admission tickets yet !"
 Here is another" said the report CT, finding that he was really handing out the good ones. Blythe was tell ing of the prohibition convention a Columbus, where they nominated Flu gene w. Chain for president. San called him Genial Gene and said tha the singing societies without which prohibition convention could not d, business originated a new song whei Chain was nominated According {, Blythe the candidate was started oi his way toward NovembeS with grand antiphonal chorus:
 Tight are the bonds that bind
 This land to Demon Rum,
 But we'll chafe them bit with genia
 Gene,
 And that Is Chain son,e"
 I've one of Blyhe's,' broke in on of the sad ones.
 Charles P Taft, brother of tn
 candidate, called at the Washingto, l Taft headuarters one day a while age 5 e would like to see Mir Hitch cock, Taft said.
 " An, yes replied the guardian Q
 the first of the seven rooms of tn
 headquarters. Name, please. Name is Taft
 "'Ah, yes what state are y5
 from?
 !" Ohio
 Oh, yes; what do you desire t see MT Hitchcock about? Write it O, , this slip of paper, please Very good,' said the guardian Name is Taft, from Ohio, and desir Z to see MT. Hitchcock on personal bus | mess will see what I can do f. , you Take a seat, please. t But at that moment Charles I Taft exploded with loud noise" After that 1t turned into Blyth party and before the lights went ou ' this one came along;
 l Colonel John | Martin, sergeant ' at-arms of the democratic nationf r convention, lives in St Louis, wher ] he built himself a fine house. Fl thought it well to have q library, an F went down to book store, where n 6 1 nrlnrnd snrnh hnALs annardincr La n