The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1926-08-05
MRS. SAM insult
HAS TETE-A-TETE
WITH REPORTER
Speaks for the Public
for First Time
BY Our Retiring Reporter.


The lovely wife of Samuel Insult
was graciousness personified when
your very retiring reporter was ush-
cred into her presence. Beaming like
the rays of gas jet on a dark alley,
the magnates lady led me queenly-
like to a diyan on which she com
manded me to squat.
/ sunk signing into its Questioned
depths and hoped that l might get
marooned there.
Have Soft Time.
Damn the bloody bourgeoisie," says
to myself, they are living the life
of Reilly"
had not much time to ruminate.
Mrs. Insult, tho too hospitable to seem
insistent, nevertheless managed to
drop a hint that CELEBRITY on my part
was the better part of wisdom. She
did things so pleasantly that almost
hoped she would get real mad and
swat me on the snout.
Getting the Habit.
Having listened to Senator Reed
luizzing the. quizzed in the federal
building for several days, l began to
get the habits of a quizzer, much
against my will.
"Will you please tell me your name
and where you live?" began. She
complied.
Now" continued, would you
mind telling me the name of your hus-
band and his business?"
Samuel insult" she replied, utility
man and philanthropist."
What is your occupation or pro-
fession when you are working at it?"
was my next question.
Il am. an actress by trade and
wife by profession" she answered,
"and l am employed by the firm of
insult and company"
did you or did you not" quizzed,
ever appear in farce called The
School for Scandar?"
''S'.V They Had a Feeling.
Eyes" she replied, "bdt in the in
terests. of public clarity l might ex-
plain that my appearance was only by
way of rehearsal for the slush fund
quiz. You see, Sam and myself could
EEL this thing coming. My husband
has, an uncanny faculty for looking
into the future. We are not star
gazers, bnt he purchased land at Niles
Center when it wasn't worth the mos
Iuitos thst inhabited it. Nobody could
NOW that, it ever would be worth any
hing. Then Sam had an elevated run
ID there and an electric line run out
,longside of it and up into Wisconsin.
Now the land is worth so much that
NY husband could finance several SEN
ltorial campaigns out of the unearned
increment, as the single takers say,
and have enough left over to teach
Madam Gamma Walska how to MARBLE.
So it was not difficult for Samuel to
see slush coming"
I nodded approval. Mrs. Samuel
was making a fine witness.
The public would be pleased to
know whether you or your husband
will take the role in the next edition
of The School for Scandal" l asked.
The Show Is On.
you silly thing" she gushed, don't
you know that the show is now on and
that Sam is the star. If Sam gets
tired buying senators he and | may
go into partnership and send our COM
panies on the road. With the rapid
disintegration of world capitalism,
can see no future for anything in the
near future but slush and its by
products. Light, power and transpor-
tation will soon be taken over by the
state. This development will compel
my husband to either go into politics
for recreation or else become a vice
president of the United States. You
NAV tell tha nuhlic thru The DAILY