“Cease to grouch!” commute Hon. Tige. “If you get industrious & bite somebody maybe you will get beaten to jello with Big Club, and thusly have name in newspaper-prints among other noted malefacktors.”
My Cousin Nogi, who are enjoying grouchies this week because Miss Furioki to which he are still married as wife has made a lope with S. Wanda, Japanese Socialist, come-me and say following for politickal rebuke:
“On March 4, 1909, scenery of disturbance will shift from Washington to Africa.”
“Hon. Roosevelt are very fond of dum animals,” I hob-nob. “They can not talk back for repartee.”
“It are a great rest-cure to become an entirely desperate hunter. While stabbing a tiger it are very difficult to remember party lines & other ugly liars. Grasping them furyus lepard by juggly vein with cruel eyes standing on end & teeth firmly planted in shoulder for delicious bite—on them occasion how tame must seem companionship of E. H. Harriman, Hon. Fork Tillman, & Hon. Jo Forker!”
“What-say Hon. Rubbert Burn, famous Scotch, about this?” I reject. “He-say:
“Let old acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind.”
At this quotation Sydney Katsu, Jr., make come-in to my room for borrow toothbrush.