Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-05-03

Adams apple fits him, and he goes across
the aisle feet first and with one well-di.
rected kick shifts it two points to lar
board. Leader John Sharp Williams OF
Mississippi works a neat wallpaper de-
sign of art nouveau scratches on the face
of Subleader DeArmond Of Missouri with
his fingernails.
Not a gun drawn anywhere. No resort
to the code. No exchange OF carteis. ,
doubt IL some of those southern members
would know a cartel X they met IL com.
ing down the big road from Gartersviiie.
Young Mr.. Heflin OF Alabama is the only
one of them that has made any noticeable
effort to revive the old custom. and YOU
know what a kidney stew with mashed
potatoes and boiled onions he made OF it,
Helms one OF the youngest fathers that
the prohibition wave has. He was going
down to a church social in his capacity, as
a parent, to speak on the subject of tenn
perance, and so naturally he took a gun
about the size Of a pair OF skates in his
hip pocket. along with his manuscript
showing what the hellish liquor traffio
had done. A colored party hauled out q
bottle Of sloe-gin on the street car and
Mr.. Helms ardor was fired and he In
augurated little crusade of reform OF
forty-four caliber that took I'm at least ono
innocent bystander. He had a style OF
craftsmanship like Roman candle In
the old days they wouldn't have let Mr..
Heflin carry the cotton batting to a real
duel
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AFTER all. JEFF is my favorite in the new
school Of constructive statesmanship. He
comes from close to the soil. You know
that when you see his collar. He spent
his early life In a case. eating mast The
first time he rode on a train they had to
blindfold him and back him aboard I'D a
plank. He eats his chewing tobacco on
the ear. The high-water mark of the 81
rise i'm the White river is still on his front
teeth. When he needs manicuring they
send for a farrier. and he can whip his
weight in wildcats. IL stuffed.
Its funny thing. Larry. but outside
Of the southern statesmen the southern
ers don't seem to be the hot heads they
used to be- II they ever were. The aver
age southerner these times wears q derby
and he'd just as soon buy his spring socks
from Yankee IL the price is right. The
only big feud they've had I'm a year was
the row over the new organ in Baptist
How about them fierce. long-haired
guys with the SLOUGH hats you see In the
bar here every night?" asked the house
detective.
'oh. you mean those conversational
firebrands thatre always committing ar
son with their mouths?" said the hotel
clerk. They're professional southerners
Larry. They don't grow down south.
the north is best suited to their culture.
It's word and a blow with them-a word
and then blow for three or four hours.
But I love to hear them spout They
always belong TO I'D southern families.
There aren't any new southern families.
anyway; it's only the prime old-vatted,
bond southern families that We
hao oh, II
of every one Of those cooking sherry
sports that he springs from fighting stock.
And SO he does. He'll spring the length Of
this room from anybody who remotely re-
sembles fighting stock. And he loves TO
boast about the rich cavalier blood that
flows In his veins. Any such blood he's
got was delivered at the wrong address.
I've been down south. Larry. and know
IL a professional southerner from this
town went to Memphis or Mobile and put
on his favorite line OF moving picture re-
marks about his ancestry the popuace
would lynch him as a common nuisance
The young female professional south
erner in our midst is also brisk little
plaid sample. as you may have. noted,
Larry. Generally she's I'm the chorus of
some Broadway show. and her accent
Amt on straight. II sounds too. much like
the southern dialect they talk upstate
in the southern tier. But, anyway. she
don't have to be born down south to make
plays South Bend. and gets all her regu-
lar divorces I'm South Dakota. she's quali-
fed for active membership in the Ladies'
Auxiliary OF the New York Local OF the
Self Made Southerners' -Union''
II heard that taffy-haired dame from
the Casino that comes in here every even
in for tea sayin' the other day that her
pa was a southern planter" said the hotel :
detective. II wonder did she tell the
truth?' ...
Yes. she did said the hotel clerk,
Her fathers in the undertaking businesd
in Atlanta