Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-01-08

cold lake breezes went right through him,
and he had to call for more cover IN the
sleeping car. At last, Just out of Buffalo.
New York, they found Ike rnuff1ed up and
huddled down by the stove in the smoking
car-frozen to death!
The fate of Icicle Ike has convinced me
that Alaska is a warm place compared to the
States
SENATOR JACOB H. GALLINGER Of
- New Hampshire was first printer and
then physician, before he took up the work
of being elected to the House and Senate.
A Ii through his life Senator Deliver of
a Iowa had a horror of fast trains and
possible railroad wrecks. Once he was on
train with Vice President Fairbanks.
Deliver awoke in the middle Of the night,
and it seemed to him that the train was
going at terrific speed. He climbed out of
his berth, and, arrayed only in his paJamas,
started down the length OF the train to find
the conductor and ask him to order the
train run at less speed. 1t was a cold night;
but the Senator did not mind that until the
door of his car snapped shut and locked be-
hind him and he found that the door of the
next coach was also locked. He rode sixty
five miles locked out in the cold of the vesti
bule before he could wake up anybody to
let him in. Mr.. Fairbanks finally heard his
cries for help and rescued him.
A DNA ROMULUS JOHNSON, mem
: Der of the House from Ohio, has a
career behind him as picturesque as his
name. Before he studied law and got into
politics, he was school teacher and a laborer
in an iron furnace. He also put in spare
months working as common laborel on turn
pixies and railroads.
SENATOR GEORGE S. NIXON OF Ne
- vada used to be a telegraph operator,
and even now he can sit down to a key and
make the wires hum.
SENATOR FRYE of Maine has two fads.
- One is presiding over sessions Of the
Senate; the other is eating pigs feet.
HUGH S. GIBSON, who helps Assistant
- Secretary Of State Huntington Wilson
tell newspaper correspondents what they
should print, received an ornate invitation
not long ago to a dinner to be given by his
friend, Sanchez Latour of the Guatemala
Legation.
The dinner was to be at the Arlington
Hotel at eight o'clock Thursday evening.
That afternoon, Gibson broke away from a
tea in great haste and set about bedecking
himself for what he knew was to be a swell
affair. While he got into his evening clothes,
he told friend with much enthusiasm about
the splendor of all dinners given by Latour.
He arrived at the Arlington on time; but
was informed by the elevator boy that
Latour had left word that the dinner had
been transferred to the Shoreham Hotel.
Hurrying to that hosiery, Gibson made a
tour OF all the dining rooms; but found no
Latour. Just about that time Philip H.
Patchin. chief of the division of information
in the State Department, lounged in and,
hearing Gibson's tale of the lost banquet,
suggested that it might have been moved to
the Willard Hotel.
Gibson hurled himself and Patchin into a
taxicab and the two made frantic search
through all the dining rooms of the Willard;
but in vain Gibson was distressed. Hav-
ing been trained in diplomacy in Latin
America and London, he is stickler on do
ing things according to form. He began to
mourn about what his friend Latour, who
gave the banquets in barbaric splendor,
would think of him.
Then it was that Patchin comforted him.
"Oh, shouldn't bother Gibson" he said
lightly. "Latour, as a matter of fact, is not
giving any dinner. sent you that invita-
ton as a joke"
W/HEN Washington was seething with
~ the talk that Theodore Roosevelt