Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-02-19
SENATORS ON GRID
At GR|D|R0N FEAST

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with his blue prints. tracings and his
papers on him. They We're seized and
read to the company.
What the Spy Had.
Ia, What's this? Tracing showing
Hon. Sacred Goldfish in Boston statehouse
shot to pieces ~ Hon. Canadian Reel
procity.' Another: Diagram showing
where Hon cummings viii place step
ladder on back porch Of White House !"
.'E,ue print of Hon Halcs mind. when
Hon. Rorah Sallopcd off with Senate
leadership and on. The spy WAS
unmask ea. and. 1o. ii turned oGt TO be
Capt. Richmond L. Hobson
why We're you dissuisedo' he was
ASKED -,
Japanese war scare
And with that they allowed President
Oulahan 10 keep his job.
Songs by the quartet and club talent in
chorus always form feature Of the din
ners. One that made a telling hit last
night was a satire Oh the attitude of the
''insurgent senators toward the Presi-
dents Canadian reciprocity plan.
a member Of Congress from kansas,
4 sturdy insursent 50 bold.
Said. 'Whtt up your axes and cut tariff
taxes.
Protection ideas are old.
The people are pleading for freedom.
The trusts have them all 10y the throat,
But tariff reduction Will cause their de-
str7Iction.
And that is the way | will vote
''Cut them down at a swoop la, la,
Swoop. Ia Ia: sis. boom, ah.
The people are giving too much for liv-
ing.
So cut the rates-ail together. boys;
l want cheaper steel and al automobile.
1.-THE plea Of the member from Kansas
Kicked up such a terrible din
That President Taft suegestively laughed
To cut rates he started right III.
lie framed a Canadian treaty
Put farm products on the free list:
But the Kansas insursent nell views so
divergent
He begged his colleagues to desist.
Boost the rates with a whoop. la. la.
Whoop. Ia, Ia: sis, boom, ah.
The poor western farmer must suffer no
Else IN get canncd-aIl together, boys
SOLO.
Great guns holy smoke, can't Bill Taft
take a joke?
Boost the rates with a whoop, la. la.
Carried Message to Senate.
About the time the entree was being
cleared away a frock-coated and silk
hated person with a roll under his arm
was halted passing through the hall.
WHO are you ana what do you want?"
was demanded.
The reciprocity agreement with Can
ada has been ratified by the House with
out change. and l am taking ii over to
the Senate for action"
Hardly had he disappeared when
fearful din arose in the ante-room and
the spicls and span individual camA
rushing back, but this time. oh. such a
woeful sight. His coat was torn to tat
tiers, his hat smashed and he was a
plumb wreck generally.
Yes, / am the man who took the
Canadian reciprocity agreement to the
Senate" he moaned, and now l want
to find the fellow who said the Senate
was deliberative body
But what is yon strange figure coming
down? Cupid, as you live, and with a
load of valentines. oh, you ought to
have seen That Cupid, he was nigh seven
feet tall, with pink tights and wings,
and voice like a man-o-war's bo'sun.
Some of the Valentines.
He bawled out some of the valentines
thus:
ITO the yet Hon. James A. Tawney:
L rise to remark says Tawney Jim,
That this Congress life is a fake.
A lawyers career is the thing for me-
Where all that you save YOU make.
This thing of saving a billion or more,
For an ungrateful nation or state.
And as a reward getting thrown out the
door.
Makes me squeal like a pig in a gate -
Vice President Sherman got this one:
'Ah. Meester Nice-a President
For heem dees valentine is meant,
He gotta sunny disposeesh:
All gooda luck for him we weesh;
Som time, by gosh. he casta vote;
He speaka it right out da throat.
He Dusta tie, dat Sunny Jem.
l tell-a you we Ikea heem."
ceive one:
Missouri's motto is Show me-
But a Speaker all its own
Beats anything, we all agree
That it has ever shown.
Missouri is beauteous state,
But YOU will never lind
y state whose beauty is as great
AS Champ Clark's state of mind
For half an hour young Cupid enter
tanned the company with his valentines
until the President finally showed him off
Poet Has Spotlight.
In the middle of the evening a member
OF the cluo arose
Mr. President, | fear we pay too much
attention to politics. to the neglect of
pure literature, and of the good. the true
and the beautiful. Let US diverge from
sordid politics and have an evening with
the poets. with dear old Chaucer and