Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1908-02-09

Ia XXI out, san, replied the negro.
ezzD Il done got him wedge of
pie and glass of milk, sah."
Senator Crane, he done got his lunch
cvah an hour ago, boss" cut in another
waiter, passing. Jus took piece OF
pie and milk, as usual, sab. Had some
gentlemen with him today, sah."
What yo' all talkin' about. anyhow"
put in another of the waiter corps.
Senator Cranes in dar now. Use got
his order for pie and glass of milk"
The argument waxed warm, and the
last man drew his two opponents to the
swinging doors of the senator's room in
the restaurant and pointed out the
Massachusetts senator at a table chat
ting with {. friend.
"Fo' de Ian sakes," calculated the
second man who had carried the apple
rie and glass of milk, ''he eat three
Lunches in one dayi"
The fact is that Senator Crane enter
tanned an unusual number of Massa-
chusetts constituents and in order to
do the right thing he had to eat not
less than three pieces of apple pie and
drink nearly quart Of milk.
s.
Shortly after Tillman took his seat in
the senate and had made his reputation
as a fire-eater, one of his colleagues
went to him one day and said: Till
man. why don't you drop your pitch
fork now and settle down as a con-
sentative. 1t will help you immensely"
Tillman was furious at first. but fin
ally began to think it over. The next
day hef saw his solicitous colleague.
Il asked Mrs. Tillman last night what
she thought about your suggestion"
said he, land she told me: Ben, If
you drop your pitchfork there won't
be anything left to you So 1 guess
| I'll hang on to it,
-
When Col. James Ryder Randall, who
wrote Maryland, My Maryland"
passed away in Augusta, Ga, Wednes-
day. January Is, the south lost the
author of a poem which Oliver Wendell
Holmes declared to be the greatest war
song of any nation, and poem which
brought It's author only 500 in depre-
ciated Confederate money, which was
worthless before its owner sought to
use 1t.
| Although the poem attained world
wide fame Col Randall died poor. In
witty address he made recently there
was an undercurrent which indicated
that the material problems of life were
very present ones to him. He told Il
| story of meeting an ole war time asso-
ciate and telling of some of his difficult
ties. This old friend, Col. Randall
stated, replied:
Randall, you cannot expect immor-
tally and house rent, too"
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| A youngster who has been living with
his grandmother ir Nutley, N. j., was
brought to the city for a visit a short
time ago, and while here was taken to
the theater for the first time in his life.
In one of the scenes a butler comes on
the stage and announces, MY lord, the
carriage waits"
| When the little fellow returned to
his grandmothers home he started in
at once to describe to her the play he
had seen:
"And then, granny" he said, in his
excited description. "a big man with
gold buttons on his coat came on the
stage and said: My God, there's hack
outside "
| F. NJ. Bradley. the noted superinten-
| dent of the Sons of Temperance. was
| talking at local hotel about temper
ance orators
| 1.-The temperance orator of today" he
said, 'is always sure of a respectful
| hearing In the past 1t was not so.
| At the beginning of the temperance
movement drinking men came to our
meetings for no other purpose than to
interrupt and confuse. The orator had
| to be very careful in his remarks. He
| had to look out lest he give his hearers