Finally, in closing, I want to tell you about a vision of mine that I seem to see. I seem to see Columbia—Columbia—ah—blindfolded—ah—covered with scales—driving the ship of state over the battle-fields of the republic into the heart of the golden West and the cotton-fields of the sunny South.
Great applause. Mr. Jones, with his customary thoughtfulness, serves a round of cocktails.
Judge Fossile [sternly]. Gentlemen, you must not let yourselves be moved by this man’s impassioned rhetoric. The State of Idaho has moved his impeachment. We shall put it to a vote——
Jerry [interrupting]. Listen here, Judge Fossile, a state has got to be part of a country in order to impeach anybody, don’t they?
Judge Fossile. Yes.
Jerry. Well, the State of Idaho doesn’t belong to the United States any more.
A general sensation. Senator Fish stands up and sits down.
Judge Fossile. Then who does it belong to?
Snooks [pushing his way to the front]. It belongs to the nation of Irish Poland.
An even greater sensation.