Life — September 29, 1898 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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Sanctum Talks. OOD morning, Lire.” “Good morning, Alger.” ‘Do you notice that I wear my uni- form?” “Yes, I notice it.” ‘T don it occasionally; otherwise peo- ple forget that I am a soldier.” “You are more effective as a Secre- tary.” “You think so?” “Decidedly, You could never as a General have slaughtered so many Amer- ican soldiers in so short a time.” “One must expect some loss of life in war.” ‘Loss of life—yes! But not the whole- sale murder of your own troops! The present grievance with you, Alger, is that you cannot take a hint.” «What do you mean?” “Tf you throw a brick at a cat and say ‘Scat,’ pussy is likely to go away.” “Yes, I know that.” “And if a lady points to the street while slamming the front door in a gen- tleman’s face it is liable to influence his action,” “Yes; but what is the application?” “The application is that delicate hints of that nature seem too subtle for your perception. This nation, through its press and in every other way, has con- veyed to you with all the emphasis pos- sible its sentiments and desires regarding your political future. And yet you stick.” ‘Lam here by the President's appoint- ment. It is for him to discharge me.” ‘* But can’t you see, you poor thing, in what an awkward position you are plac- ing the President?” “ No, I don’t see it.” “Of course youdon’t. You have seen nothing but Alger since you got the position.” “That is not true.” “Don't contradict me, sir! Bulldoze the President. He seems to like it; but it doesn’t go here!” “TI beg your pardon, Lirg, would you advise?” What “T advise you to get out before you are kicked out. Vanish voluntarily, and do it before the boot of an outraged people sends you flying across the back- yard of history. Good morning, Alger.” “Bat you must remember—” ‘Good morning, I said.” “Good morning, Li OVERTY is very particularebout ber pets: she selects the coming men. HE well-bred man is never rude unintentionally, HE CZAR: Have you sent out my universal peace manifesto ? Crancetior: Yes, Sire. “Then let us take up the estimates for our improved army and navy equip- ment.” NE result of the war is that we have all learned to know and like Gen- eral Wheeler. There is universal sym- pathy for him in the loss of his son.