The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1910-01-05
Myra McHenry Got into Same
Picture With Her.
Original Smasher Was Opposed
to the Arrangement.
MRS. .NATION THE STAR
Objects to Lesser Lights Shar-
ing in Her NOtOriety.
Photograph Shows Mrs. Nation
as Myra's Maid.

Washington, D. c.. Jan. S.
We love to hear the tinkle of the bottle
An We like to hear the welcome of the
turnkey at the door.
Some like to hear grand opera; but that $
If you want to hear real music, just get
yourself in bad.
Go to smashin' barrooms if you would
An You'll go down in our history as a
woman of great fame:
An serve your days in many JallS-Se<Ve
and serve galore,
An when you've served couple o. years,
smash an serve some more.
Carrie and AIyra Upon Meeting at the
Workhouse.
For Carrie Nation and Myra Nc
Henry, her Dromio in the theatrical
performance of smashing barrooms
and haranguing the country on the
evils of intemperance-to say nothing
of getting their names and pictures in
the newspapers-did meet each other
in the workhouse. Myra, you must
understand, came all the way from
Wichita, Kan, to see her friend, Car
RE. And oh, these two bottle destroy
ers and joy extinguishers were SO
friendly So much SO, indeed. that
Carrie positively refused to have her
picture taken with Myra. No, indeed,
not a bit of it. Carrie doesn't go in
for that sort of business you know. If
there's any picture taking to be going
on in her neighborhood she's going
to be the star and main performer,
and she doesn't need any company.
Not by jugful-or rather, by
Lithia water bottle full.
Carrie Is Glad to See Myra.
Of course Carrie was glad to see her
old friend Myra-who it may be re-
marked has served thirty-three terms
in all in the state OF Kansas Tor
smashing saloons-but her hospital
ity didn't at all extend to the point
where she was willing to have group
picture taken. But right there Car
RE didn't reckon upon the supreme
diplomacy with which her friend
Myra is gifted. For the enticing
Myra inveigled Carrie into arranging
Myras hair for a fraction of a sec
ond, and while Myra was giving
sly wink the photographer snapped
them. Thusly was the unsuspecttng
Carrie invited into the parlor by the
spider Myra and outwitted.
Carrie and Myra, the two great
American barroom smashing artists,
didn't greet each other at all elusive
~ at the Workhouses when they met.
On the contrary, when Myra and the
photographer arrived to make her
tertains a wholesome respect for the
personal pronoun I, whispered, soto
voce:
Makes a Pretty Picture.
Don't put her in the picture; let me
go it alone"
Then with Bible in one hand and a
hatchet in the other, Carrie posed with
a dinky little white bonnet on her head
until two snapshots had been taken. AS
the camera sprung she remarked:
81 don't want to see humanity suffer-
ing as it does"
However there was no Photographic
attachment, so that speech was lost
upon the impression. Then as she slow
" readjusted herself after the fashion
Of a ship at sea making a laborious
circuit, she posed again without the
Ratchet and with only the Bible held
aloft, observing dramatically as she
held her book aloft:
This is my hatchetp' Carries lips
were pursed and she looked vengeance
(for picture purposes) for a moment.
and then relaxed into a smile once
more. Then with tones that bespoke of