“‘Please Hon. Mr.,’ you sub, ‘one humbel job for poor Japanese who can still mop away beer at $.10 per hourly payment.’
“‘What references got, please?’ dib Hon. Strunsky.
“You become entirely tonsilitis for answer. Shameful blushes from ears & eyebrows. You gollup & your breath is full of pants.
“‘Speech immediately!’ growly them famous bartend. ‘Already I have 6 costomers awaiting to get drunk. Again I ask to know: What references you got?’
“‘I got here letter from Jno. D. Archybold of 26 Broadway,’ you reject with soul full of clams.
“‘What say?’ dib them Strunsky with N. Y. Journal noise. ‘You come to my clean saloon asking for 1 position of publick trust and are sneekretly carrying around with you a letter what would not be tolerated in the U. S. Senate? You would be noticeable even in Pennsylvania!’
“And with them remark he roll you over beer-kag by family entrance. Night approach and you are alone with your scratches.”
“And what next?” require Arthur with bumped imagination.
“Ain’t no next for you and Gov. Haskle,” are reproach from me.