The Washington herald., 1913-12-23

and dogs In the neighborhcod Of the
Capitol as to who Is the greatest man In
public life, and O'HaIr would poll practi-
cally the entire vote.
A few days ago o'Hair came out oi
the House Once Building carrying a 1T
Tie satchel In. his hand and lheaded to-
ward the railway station. In a few
seconds it looked as il he were in the
midst or young riot. Fifteen or twenty
4 boys, followed by several playful, jolly
looking dogs, were fghting to see who
snould have the honor OF carrying
O'Hair's satchel
Just now he got acquainted with so
many children nobody knows. Occasion
any ne stops and gives them pennies or
picture cards, but that would hardly ac-
count for all his Pied-Piper popularity.
IL Is simply that O'Hair has a line OF
tax and a smile that makes a hit with
KIDS and dogs. He seldom steps out OF
the ONCE building in the evening without
getting an enthusiastic reception from
the Juvenile part of the neighborhood-
Senator Miles Poindexter, of Washing
ton, is annoyed every time he goes any
where on train by people who persist
In taking him for Representative Hoo-
son, OF Alabama 1t isn't that he mas
anything against Hobson, but he is con-
stantly afraid of getting himself IN
wrong. A man sinks into a seat beside
Poindexter and begins to engage him In
light conversation. Poindexter can't re-
call seeing him before, but is afraid II is
some one he has met some place and
ought to know. So he says yes indeed he
remembers him very well. Then the man
Is sure to be some one who doesn't know
him at all, but who has mistaken MIN Tor
Hobson. But on the other hand let us
assume that Poindexter sees a stranger
coming toward him and tells him frank
ly that there must be some mistake-that
he never beheld his face before Just as
certain as Poindexter does that the man
turns out to be some one who was chair
man at a meeting where Poindexter spoke
year or so previous, and who thence
forth will nurse a grudge against him
for not knowing him.
One day a mother with two little boys
walked up the aisle to where Poindexter
sat and asked him II he would mind
letting the boys shake his hand The
Senator said that II would give him
great deal Of pleasure TO do SO and he
shook each by the hand gently, yet firm
ly. Mother and sons went their way
rejoicing that the boys could return
home and boast of having shaken the
hand of the Merrimac hero. Poindexter
knew there was an awful mistake, put
as no questions were asked he said MOTH
ing. 1t seemed like a shame 10 spoh SO
much childish joy.
Hobson. when he goes travelling has
much the same difficulty. People take
him for Poindexter. He says that one
of his reasons for trying just now TO
break into the United States Senate Is SO
that he and Poindexter may be seen side
by side where all comers may look them
over and learn which is which.
Senator bill" Stone, of Missouri. walk
ing along a busy Washington thorough
fare the other day bumped into Third
Assistant Postmaster General Dockery'
"AIornin', governor" said Stone.
'MornIn', governor" said Dockery.
You see. each used to be governor Of
in days gone by.
They strolled along together, and when
they turned the next corner they came
face to face with Joseph w. Folk, who
now dwells in Washington on account
Of having a job as solicitor OF the State
We'll, we'll" remarked "Bnr' Stone,
there's enough ex-governcrs Of Missouri
here for us to stop and hold chapel"
Senator Kern blossoms out every little
while in bright colors. He would rather
wear a red necktie than not The other
morning when he appeared with par
ticularly gaudy piece OF neckwear, he at |
tracted the attention OF Senator James
Hamilton Lewis, who came up and |
stroked II with admiration.
That's a beautiful scarf" said Lewis. |
II don't know when I've seen q finer |
shade Of carmine." |
''Carmine." repeated Kern; ''if that's |
what it is I'll take it of. I thought 1
was wearing plain red
Victor Murdock has been telling this |
tale about the colored pastors speech
Il pull pose now" said he, ito try TO ex-
plain the uneXplainable, to solve the in
soluble, and to unscrew the inscrutable."
Copyrlsht, 1913 By Fred G. Kelly. All nights 70
serVed)