The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1922-05-15
ON SECOND THOUGHT
BY JAY z. HOUSE
CFrom Philadelphia Public LedgerJ

Jimmy COAs WHO Is I6pulS0 " hdNC
an ambition to try it again, thereby
establishing his reputation as a glutton
for punishment, is out delivering a
series of speeches in which the boys
are being delightfully."- "kidded. One
of Jimmy'S stories concerns a colored
man who arose at the conclusion of
the former candidates address to the
South Carolina legislature and offered
a few we1l-chosen and encouraging re-
marks.
We are a poor man. Unless we in
vest in one of the oil stocks now being
offered to us almost daily, it is likely
we shall remain poor. But Wen pay
$50 for a picture of the colored man
who made speech to the South Car
DINA legislature, and wen pay 500
or a picture of the legislature taken
at the moment the speech was being
delivered.
You are familiar with our conten-
ton that every man has his distinc-
ton. Well, loose talk is Jimmy's.
Il would like to know the meaning
of the word moron" writes H. J. r.
Il have looked it up in Webster's Die
tionary and can find nothing about it.
We assume H. J. r. wants to know the
common, or garden, meaning of the
term in order that he may use it him
self when opportunity offers. The
word has a deeper and more signifi-
cant meaning, but generally speaking,
a moron is a chap whose views are
Numerically opposed to ones own.
j. c. T.. Jr.,-whom we the other
day described as "a normal young
chap" writes to tell us he was born
in 1850. Well, a man is as old as he
feels and a woman is as old as she
looks before breakfast.
News that the nightshirt is coming
h2f aIrae int ha rtthIir r1rinfS JIndeF
a Chicago date line. That may very
well be; so many incredible things
happen. But so far as this column
is concerned, the nightshirt has a
journey of incalculable length ahead
of it and no means of transportation
at hand.
We're tough guy. Our reputation,
such as it is, largely was built on
the assumption that we are hard
boiled But the nightshirt is one
horror to which we never could be-
come Injured.
The RemorseIess Tide of Progress.
From the Emporia Gazette.
AL Cutler had on his black suit to-
day to entertain J. Harry Tregoe, of
New York, executive head of the Ma
tional Association of Credit Men.
Thursday and Friday the Gazette boss
had on his black suit to entertain
Joseph Hergesheimer, the novelist. In
this town the black suit on weekdays
is a sign of company farther east than
Kansas City. 1t takes a man farther
east than Chicago to get W. W. Fin
ney into his blacks He had a bunch
here ten days ago from st. Louis and
only had the windows of his telephone
office washed. Which is our idea of
great sang-froid and nonchalance.
In other days we knew Emporia
well. We knew it as intimately as
Hamlet knew Yorick. We note, with
infinite regret, that the tide of sar-
torial progress is tapping at its boun-
daries. In the other and happier time
of which we wot an Emporia man
was ready for his company when he
had buttoned his vest. Even in the
corn and cattle country the glad free
days are no more.
Baseball is one of our favorite
sports but the time is coming when
we shall have to give it up. We know
as we'll as we know anything that. as
age creeps upon us and we become less
resilient to the trivial annoyances of
life, we shall find the prattle of those
who attend baseball games unendura-
BILE. 1t is almost that now. We've
been going to ball games for more
than thirty years. We've never heard
a scintillatiRg remark or witty re-
tort. The last original remark uttered
by a spectator at a ball game was
Bay, Wis, in August 1895, the occa-
sion being a championship contest be-
tween Green Bay and Oshkosh
Possibly you are curious as to what
Mr.. Stoggins said. Wei, Green Bay
had lost, to 5. in the tenth inning.
Mr.. Stoggins was a Green Bay parti-
san. AS the crowd filed out of the
gates he expressed the opinion that
the umpire had given Green Bay lit
tie the better of it.
We thank the fates for golf. The
game has its sorrows. But the prattle
of an ignorant and biased crowd of
spectators does not fall upon the ears
of those who play'it.