Evening star., 1923-01-21
Y w. II. CLAGET'T.

BY w. II. CLAGETT.
Dear Folks
Despite the French invasion of the
Ruhr district, the massin' of vast
armies on the Roosian border. and
other disauietin' movements in diff
ferent sections of the world, several
momentous heppenin's occurred right
here in the heart of America within
the past ten hours that should con-
vince the most pessimistic that day
by day. in every way, many things
are gettin' better!
Frinstance, last night at the Moo
stoopendous banquets ever held in
this or any other land was run off
like clock-work without even the
semblance of toastmaster, while at
the same blowout one lone speaker.
an orator of: international repute.
keered to. not only handled the
serious portion of the program in a
clear-cut, concise. mastery fashion,
but dropped his message and wound
up a brilliant address inside of thirty
minutes. oh, ye who would arrange
similar affairs in the future. please
take notice.
The dinner was that of the District
of Columbia Bankers Association and
the Washington Stock Exchange,
held jointly for the first time in the
history of the two organizations. and
the considerate speaker, who deliv-
Ell ed to more than 500 of Washington's 8
classiest fee-nanceers his own valued
opinion of world conditions in general
and money matters in particular, was
none other than the honorable Reed
Smoot, United States senator from
the great sovereign state of UTAH
and long may she prosper.
For the past six weeks specially
selected committees from both asso-
Citations had worked night and day
to perfect the monster entertainment
which came to sich happy endin'
last night, .and which was the out
growth of a friendly rivalry existin
between the two bodies, both claimin'
to have the other ham-strung when
it came to- matter of stagin' an
nual banquets. and as neither would
cry Toby" wise heads in both or
ganiZati prevailed and the two got
together.
Huge Electric Flag.
So, when, pree-cisely at seven
thirty o'clock. followin' a half hour
of glad -handin' and back -slappin' IN
the reception hall leadin. to the grea,
ballroom of the hotel. the brains and
wealth of fee-nancial Washington
proceeded to their layout, you can
take it from me. 1t was some rich and
grand spectacle!
Standin' at attention while Meyer
Goldman's renowned orchestra cut
loose with THE Stars and Stripes
Forever and a immense electric Ola
Glory futtered va.liantly at the north
end of the dinin' hall, hard-boiled. in
deed, was the rooster" not inspired!
This over, Rev. James e. Freeman,
pastor of Epiphany Church. straisnt-
way asked Gods blessin, after which
the signal was given and the big
doin's were on.
Quartet Tears Loose.
The guests had hardly Topped
back in their places when four or
Washingtons 1eadin' songbirds-Mrs.
Ethel Holtzclaw Gawler, Mrs. Flora
Brylawski, w; W. Gantz and Earl Earl
brought down the house with a clever
It'd bit to the two presidents, sung
to the tune of the old "F1oradora' fa-
vorite. Tell Me. Pretty Maiden"
Things were goin' hummin' about
humor to listen to Ed Callow and
Earl Carbauh set the crowd into a
delirium of good cheer with their
innimitable rendition of turrible
clever parody on "Mr. Gallagher and
Mr. Shean," John Poole and William
IT. CIalliher or the fe0eFdl-AmeTlCdH
combine supplantin' the world-famous
charactersi Tony-the-Barber done
Mister Galiiher," while Earl was
the Mister Poole! There's only one
way to describe this jool. folks, and
that is to print 1t, so here you be:
Turribie Clever Parody.
There are two famous men
Whom nobody can fo0l,
One is Mr.. Galliher,
The others Mr.. Poole.
When these two cronies meet
IT surely is a treat,
The things they d. the things they
The funny way they greet.
Oh, Mr.. Galliher! Oh, Mr.. Galliher!
Hello, what's on your mind this even
ing, Mr.. Poole.
Why, your bank I'd like to buy
If the price is not too high,
In a year I'd make it earn million
cool.
Oh. Mr.. Poole! Oh, Mr.. Poole!
I've been flirting with the, Merchants
Banking School.
Peter .Drury wants to Splurge
So with me he'd like to merge,
What's the answer, Mr.. Ga1liher?
Well, there's Ezra, Mr.. Poole.