, 1923-02-21

much good natured raillery, a clatter
of tongues and dishes from the din
ing room, a cloud of smoke that never
settled entirely; and above in the
balcony, "mother dressed in her best,
waiting resignedly or looking down
proudly upon, unquestionably, the
most brilliant man in the house or
senate.
There was "Pat" Sullivan from
Casper, towering above most of them,
huge as to bulk and with a little light
stetson roosting on his eyebrows,
and homely-the nice kind of homely
with teeth-wow! Like the man in
the circus who lifts a barrel of water
and makes one hope never to be
about if ever he gets hydrophobia.
Shrewd, genial, with a quizzical look
in his blue eyes and a brogue that is
a joy to listen to, his popularity is
obvious and his arrival an event.
Senator John B. Kendrick was
there with the railroad c~oterie, plain,
democratic and cordial to everybody.
Former Governor Robert d. Carey,
tall, erect, good looking in his clean
cut fashion, appeared toward the end
of the session and was so warmly
welcomed that he had difficulty in
eating his meals for the hand
shakings.
him.
Another notable, a close second to
Pat Sullivan in popularity, was Dick
keenan, of Sheridan whose name is
a synonym for hospitality. His face,
usually expressionless-a poker face,
meaning no disparagement-conceals
a mind that is alert and active, to-
gether with a keen wit that is truly
Irish.
Gliding into the dining room and
out again, somewhat after the man.
ner of a mar who has wagered he
could carry a pitcher on his head
without breaking it, a bland smile
on his round, cherubic face that was
as innocent of guile as a babes in
its cradle, wa our erstwhile fellow
townsman and former U. s. District
Attorney General, H. S. Ridgley.
And our own "Jedge" Walls, but
lately Attorney General, sauntered in
and out with the air of a nan of in
finate leisure and a word here and
there for everybody. There isn't
much that the Judge misses, l have
a notion.
r. E. Laird, State Highway Commits
sioner, an especially likeable person
with a friendly, sincere manner, was
frequently in the lobby. Mr.. Laird
said he was ready to weep over what
they had done to the Appropriation
for his hobby-more and better roads
in Wyoming.
G. C. Dillavou, Park County's new
state committeeman from Powell,
suddenly appeared and as suddenly
vanished. Then, one morning, l was
surprised to find myself shaking
hands with Sheriff Loomis.
Old Man "Red" Hill was around
occasionally. Old Man "Red' Hill
is State Immigration Commissioner
and has a vocabulary when he pic
lures the joys of living on a dry farm
in Wyoming that fills me with envy.
Scott Ferris, he of the liquid eyes
meaning melting-and the honeyed
tongue, chairman for eight years of
the Public Lands committee of the
National House of Representatives,
was there representing former Cover
nor Haskell of Oklahoma who is be-
hind the proposed new railroad.
Pat Quealey of Kemmerer was do
ing his bit toward making a gay
world gayer, and Gerald Stack of
Lander, C. F. Robertson of Worland,
J. H. Hinckley of Cowley, E. E.
Lonabaugh of Sheridan, E. ]. Sulli-
van of Casper, Linn Noble of Their
mopolis, D. T.. HOLSTER of Cody, r.
E. Mentally of Sheridan and scores
of other folk worth knowing.
Our big buvver, William c. Dem
ing of the Cheyenne Tribune, occas-
ionally wiped his pen on his coat
sleeve or his hair or something, and
took n respite from his job of mold
ing public opinion, while p. p. Ander
son of the Basin Republican, far from
being as black as / had painted him,
kept a general supervision over the
house and senate.
But the real event of my visit TO
the capitol, next to having a closeup
of w. L. Wade of the Anti Saloon
league, was meeting that venerable
correspondent, +. L. Babcock, from
whom all the weekly papers in Wyo-
ming pilfer their political stories.
/ had shivered at the thought Of