Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-11-26

people had lot of wealth. 1t induces mel
anchoha expands the tear ducts, and breaks
the heart.
Kent realizes all this, and religiously uses
! the only known antidote. He gives away
something every time he has chance-even
an excuse. He would be the most colossal
Santa Claus south of the sun if he would
only get fatter, grow beard, and have fit
of Mysteries.
the insurgent Republicans get control of the
to fight. What's the use of having all that
golden armor-why should man go riding
down the lowered lanes of summer-why
should he have his trusty bugler challenging
the foes of man-if he can't fight?
SENATOR CHARLES A. CULBERSON
of Texas is famous for his care in not
committing himself to any statement or
proposition until he has been absolutely con-
WINGED of its truth. His caution in such
things has become proverbial, not to say
historic.
One day he was driving along a country
road with friend in Texas.
Il see," remarked the friend, in order to
make conversation, "they are shearing sheep
over there" He pointed to a flock in
neighboring field.
3At any rate" replied Culberson judi
ciously, they're doing it on this side"
HENRY H. FLATHER, confrere and
- buddy of Senators and Representa-
tives, began life in Washington as a news
boy. Now he is the mainstay of one of the
city's biggest banks
THIS is the sad narrative of how Archibald
Willingham Butt, a Major in the United
States army and military aide to the Presi-
dent, cast boot. The thing was done be-
fore the admiring gaze of crowd, in bril-
liantly lighted theater, without the aid of
wires, and in perfect form. The President
was to occupy mezzanine box, and Butt
stood at the head of the stairs leading to Mr..
Taft's place. The electric light shone warm
ly on the red-carpeted steps, and toward
that particular locality were turned the eyes
of everybody in the house.
When the President entered the theatcr,
Major Butt, in gold braid and with clanking
sword, started a dash down the stairway.
AS he did so, the patent leather, low cut shoe
that he wore on his left foot flew into the air
like boomerang, wavered, glided down.
ward, and struck the steps, down which it
rolled to the floor.
There stood the President There stood
Butt with one shoe OH and one shoe on.
Then the President laughed. So did the
whole house is, everybody except
Butt. He merely served as the butt of the
But why pursue it?
CHARLIE MANN, who presides over the
destinies of the press gallery in the
House of Representatives, is bureau of in
formation for people in all parts of the city.
| They call him up on the telephone and ask
for news about everything going on in Wash
ington.
One Saturday, when professional aviators
were giving series of fights on the Speed
way, he got this question over the wire,
| 3Will you tell me, are there any air flights
today?"
@None today" answered Mann. @The
House adjourned yesterday to meet next
Monday"
FRANK A. MUNSEY, the newspaper and
magazine publisher, frequently visits
his big plants, exhibiting particular concern
that the furniture in the buildings shall
be kept in good and neat condition.
One morning, as he was leaving an office
in which girl was working, he stopped at
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