The Washington herald., 1916-02-06

Congressman Tom Stout, OF hontsne-
had occasion to make a trip back home @
while ago Just when the Thermometer
was doing its worst. His train was de-
layed several times by the steam in the
engine freezing up. They reached one
! little town about six hours late, and Tom
saw standing on the station platform a
bus driver who looked cold enough 70
| have been right there for the whole six
hours. He was bundled up In a great
muslxrat overcoat, felt boots, and several
yards of muffler. There were icicles at
tached to his mustache and what little
of his face showed was q pinkish pur-
pie.
Tom Stout was curious TO know the
temperature, and he had the temerity TO
raise the window and inquire of the man
In the muskrat overcoat:
Just how cold is it?''
The question, coming from man in a
warm Pullman car, seemed to stir UP all
the ire that had been welling up in the
system of the half frozen native. He
brushed few icicles of his mustache
with the back of his glove, and replied
| in a vicious snarl:
ITS 50 below zero-con-DEMN yuh'
Senator Moses f. Clapp, of Minnesota,
stood in the midst OF a group of great
men describing the weird dream he had
had the night before.
"It seems as II no matter where
went" related Clapp, II was with for
mer Vice President Fairbanks. Now,
| why should / have dreamed about Fair
banks? I haven't thought OF him. I
don't know when. 1t was vivid, too
Always close by my side was Charlie
Fairbanks, dignifed as in real life. Can
any of you fellows interpret dreamsT
| Certainly. I can explain that" spoke
up Senator Borah, without a moment Of
hesitation. It's quite simple. The
chances are that it was a cold night
and you had accidentally kicked the
covers on
Those who do not get It the first time
may have a five-minute stop-over at
this point.
Col. Samuel z. Winslow, Congressman
| and skate manufacturer, Of Worcester,
Mass. is a person of girth, wisdom and
| procltvities. He is the best after-dinner
speaker in New England, and would be
the wittiest speaker in Congress IL he
| cared to qualify. But he appears TO have
horror Of becoming one of the ora
toricaI nuisances that gum up legisla-
| tion. and works quietly in the back
ground, like a stage hand. A while ago
| there was up for consideration a bill
which provoked a great deal of discus
sion on both sides of the House. Win
| SLOW llSteneu 10 the OeDate lot ABOUT an
hour and then walked into one Of the
cloakrooms, his tUmmy about one pace
ahead of him, and tugging at its leash.
| well, have you decided how you re
going to vote on this bill?'' inquired a
colleague.
My mind is open" replied Winslow,
as he sank into a heavily upholstered
| chair. My mind is open. say, and I'd
just like TO see the fellow who could
change it,"
| James d. Phelau, multi-millionaire
| Senator from California loves nothing so
much as being toastmaster at a banquet.
| That is his foremost hobby, his leading
whim and his main fun in life. 1t is
! his hope that when he dies he will go
to a place where there is a banquet
every night with lots of speeches and
| everybody insisting that he do the pre-
siding. Inasmuch as Phelsn makes a
| frst-class toastmaster he finds frequent
| opportunity to crafty his life's desire.
But not half as often as he wishes he
might.