Omaha daily bee., 1909-05-31
w ashington Life
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President Taft, as a jolly cupid posed in
the Biliken attitude. his face wreathed
in smiles, his eyes twinkling with Joyous
satisfaction, and his empty CULVER siung
recklessly over the corner OF his throne, Is
the masterpiece to the book Of reminls
cences prepared by the men and women
who. in his secretarial days, followed will
liam Howard Taft half way around the
globe. PROSTATE before him, making
obeisance for their marital happiness, are
representative and Mrs. Lonsworth, Mr..
and Mrs. w. Bourke Cochran. and Repre-
sentative and Mrs. swager sherley, whose
courtship and marriage were a direct out
come Of the famous tour OF the Taft party
to the Philippines.
The unique volume. says the Washing
ton Herald, consists of a collection OF con-
gratulatory sketches. inscription srses
and eplgrams contributed by IT, hilip-
pines on the occasion OF the dinner they
gave for the president last March on the
eve OF his inauguration. The ext, In
scribed on post octave vellum Of exquisite
quality, is hand written and signed by the
several members Of the party, to each OF
whom at least one leaf is devoted. The
book lie hand bound, and the full crushed
levant cover Of dark red is beautifully
fooled in a special design worked out by
Mrs. Ward Brown, to whom the work was
intrusted.
Following the title page is the leaf given
over to the signatures of Representative
and Mrs. Longworth, Representative and
Mrs. Sherley, and Mr.. and Mrs. Bourke
Cochran. At the top OF the page is the
sentiment evolved by Bourke Cockran:
"The happiness of the matrimonial I'M
ions he has promoted argues boundless
happiness for the political union he is to
maintain"
For additional decoration the page has
a border drawn by Mrs. Cochran.
A noticeable coincidence is the similarity
Of the signatures of Mr.. and Mrs. Long
worth, Mr.. and Mrs. Sherley, and MIR. and
Mrs. Cochran, respectively-with a chirog-
raphy so similar, one to the other, as to
leave nc doubt of their being soul mates"
Among the inscriptions, which ranged
from a mere autograph to ambitious ex-
amples of verse, is Senator Warren's
parody on "Evangeline,' dubbed THE
Tafters," which winds up with
And we who know we'll OF his patience,
his kind and cheerful forbearance,
Who know that his heart is attuned to
his country's welfare,
Confident, look to the future and see
there
A happy and prosperous nation of 50, oOO,O 900
of Tafters.
The sentiment, Reflect how mortified
we Fillpinos would nave been had we
allowed him to take the veil and be
! huriad In tho ettnrapaa co,,rt - hnars tha
imperial signature Edwards"
Fred II. Gillette sings:
We were Tafters:
Some said grafters;
Some said missionaries to the Philippines.
We lived in palaces;
Made love to Alices:
Our business was in matrimonial lines.
What, need have women folk to vote
when men can choose so well?" is a
contribution from Mary Hopkins Clark,
of Hartford, Conn.
The book, which has several hundred
pages, concludes with a poem, "L'Envoi,"
written by Miss Boardman, under whose
direction the work Of binding and illu-
minating was conducted.
One of the bravest men l ever saw In
BATTLE said a retired colonel in the United
States army, quoted by the Philadelphia
INtCOTu, was a ndllNc OF ireland VINO had
served in the British army and was cap
tain Of the United States volunteers dur
ing the war with Spain. After that scrim-
mage he settled down to business in
Washington, D. c.. That this man, whose
name l will not mention, could be brave
on all occasions was proved by an episode
in a leading restaurant on F street, at
the capital, one day.
There was a big bully, an ex-prize
fighter, as big as Jim Jeffries, who, when
I'm his cups, had the cheerful habit of
shaking hands with a man in a friendly
way, and, at the same time, smashing
him in the jaw with his left. He pulled
or this trick one afternoon upon a friend
or my army acquaintance-Captain Smith,
Wen call him-and the bully's victim, on
the way to the hospital, ran into Smith.
A few minutes later smith entered the
restaurant. NoddIng to some acouaIn-
tances, he pushed his way through the
crowd and walked straight up to Mr..
Bully, who weighed 100 pounds more than
Smith.
Hello, Smith. shake hands said the
big man.
Yes, I'll shake hands with you re-
piled Smith, his steely eyes glittering dan
gerously, but If you try that stunt that
NN 10 VI Hllnt Il WnIe ago
I'll go home and get my big gun and I'll
Kill you. You wouldn't be here when 7
came back, because you are a coward. a
cur and a bully, but "a get you, any
how
Declining to drink with the pug, Smith
nonchalantly walked to the other end of
the bar to join a party Of friends. while
the alleged terror of F street, who al
ways went armed, Inundated by this call
down before about thirty men. skunk out
Of the place and wasn't seen in Washing
ton for about three months"
Inc senate has a mystery, tinged with
romance Nearly every day a smartly
dressed woman walks into the diplomatic
gallery and takes a seat in the first row.
There she sits, gazing with absorbing in
terest upon the statesmen below. 1t Is. in
deed a dull, dreary debate which drives
the fair listener away. She is the most
faithful attendant the senate has, She
rarely misses a day and always Occupies
the same seat.
Many a curious glance has been semi
from the floor TO the diplomatic gallery
with the mental query OF what IL is that Is
responsible for the daily visits of the stylish.