The Washington herald., 1917-01-14
Roundabout the Capitol
By THE TATTLNR

The newest bridegroom at the Capitol
Is Judge" William c. Adamson. Repre-
sentative from Georgia, and chairman Of
the House Committee on Interstate, and
Foreign Commerce.
1 The Judge is. long on intellect, but
mighty short on costumery No man who
Hooked upon him last summer in his easy
going. ship-steward suit of (one-time)
white ducks-coat and pantaloons falling
TO reach the waist and ankle line respec-
lively by comfortable margin-would
have imagined that tucked under the belt
that miracuiously held the outfit together
was matrimony. But, IL ever a man need
ed wife, the Judge did
firing Of hotel life, he rented a house
on Capitol Hill, Installed a famous cook
from down Suth' and set about max
ing his establishment the envy Of his col
leagues. Hot rolls, waffles and batter
bread. to say nothing of fried chicken and
tthickening gravy, were freely dispensed,
and the Judge soon became the most pop
ular host on the hill
One day he sent his secretary over hur-
riedly from the Capitol to get some i'm
portant papers which he had left at home
| when The secretary arrived he found the
cook lying on the judges bed reading
the judges love letters. That night there
was no dinner at Judge Adamson's house.
and as he trudged over to the Union
| station for plate of oyster soup, with
his Georgte" string tie Hopping defect
odly In the breeze, he looked about as for
lorn as his cookless kitchen.
But the judge Is luxuriating now When
he wired his hotel for reservations the
day he was married, the telegram when
received, read: Save me a sweet bath"
II is evident that the judge dictated that
telegram over the telephone!
Mr.. Thomas. Of Kentucky, walked in
| the Office OF his near neighbor, Mr. Bor-
land, of Missouri, in the House ONCE
Building bright and early one morning,
much disturbed
Say, Borland." he broke out without
any preliminaries whatsoever. 'I killed
darkey last nightw
, Mr.. Borland, a one-time judge, looked
| up from the Congressional Record which
ne had been perusing with care, and, as
suming his most judgeliIle air, settled
himself back on the bench
How did 1t happen?'' he asked.
| we'll began Thomas, shuffing rest
iessly around the room and finally stop
ping in front of the Kansas City Union
Station hung on Borland's wall, ''I left
| down town earlier than usual last night
ana thinking a little beer might go well
| before retiring, / stuck a couple of bot
ties in my pocket. On the car coming
up one Of those big. husky darkeys
| Josted against me and when l told him
TO get out Of my way. he cussed me. Ny
Kentucky blood Just rig up and, pull
ing out one OF those bottles of beer, !
broke IT over his head. I'm pretty sure
kllled him And he moved nearer the
union station.
Acquitted" quickly said the Judge. IF
you missed him. thirty days in jaiI."
negro messenger-a Southern dsrkev
| Of the old regime-who happened to be
| standing near enough to hear the con-
yersaton. burst his sides Laughing. But
Thomas never cracked a smile, and the
last time saw him, he was still grfeving
over the loss Of that bottle of beer.
Somehow the folks back home" have
an idea that life at the Capitol f. all ma
hosany and soft rugs-with pages run
ming hither and thither: books shooting
the shoot over from the CongressIonal
| Library; automobiles running through a
heated subway to transport the law
makers from their Offices to the CapitoI.
1 private elevators set apart for their use
etc, and that in this luxurious atunos-
| phere electrically charged with import
| ance, the lawmakers themselves become
superior beings, and in the prestige of
| their positions lose their honest-to-good-
ness democracy.
Representative Dill, serving his first
term in Congress from Washington state
on his return home last fall Discovered
| that this impression had been lurking
In the innermost bosom of his constitu
ency, and that they were much surprised
TO hnd MIN Just the same; you haven't
changed a bit"
Sure. I haven't changed" he replied
to them all, and IL that Washington life
ever had put any kinks in me- they would
certainly have been taken out of me a
| few days ago"
And the Congressman told the foIt
the following story. which had in reality
happened to one OF his colleagues h,t
which he felt justified in applying to him
self at this crucial moment in the cam
! paign:
/ "On my way home" he said. ct was
delayed in reaching Milwaukee, and al
| though I had wired ahead for Pullman
| reservation, l was too late to get it on
arrival there. I was assured by the con-
ductor who hustled me on the train that /
would have no difficulty in getting the
lower berth for which l had telegraphed
However, when 1 reached my car, the
porter in charge coolly assigned me to
| Upper go
But" 1 protested. "I am going clean
through to the Coast. l can't sleep in an
| upper berth Do you know who I
am?'
Vas. sir" replied the porter indifer-
emily.
"Well." I said, Il am Representative
Dill from Washington. D. C, going to my
home in Washington State"
"Yas, SIR answered the porter, as
he carefully removed speck Of dust from
his immaculate white coat you may be
Representative Dill in Washington. d.
| c., and Representative Dill in Washington
State. but in this here train, youse Up
per 2!'
The usual Washington street car scene
much hanging on to straps by the
women; much sitting down by the men.
Through the crowded aisle, a tall man
pushed and, making his way to the rear
of the car, called out:
Say, conductor, will this care take
Representative to the Capltol?"
All heads turned in his direction, and
although nobody knew who ne was, the
| fact was very evident that he was a
Representative and that the newness had
not yet worn off.
In less than six months time that same
Representative will be trying to hide
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