iotism would have to be recognized and
recompensed.

When he came to bat the second time he had the Permanent Chairman and
the Tellers and all the Rough-Necks plugging for him, consequently it
was a Pipe.

But it was a case of Reverse English on Election Day, for the venal
Opposition rode into power on a Tidal Wave.

After the Tide had receded, Sylvester was found asleep among the Clams
and Sea-Weed, apparently so far gone that a Pulmotor would be no help.

Three days later, however, he was on hand, with chaste Neckwear and a
jaunty Front, to make a Presentation Speech to the Chief of the Fire
Department.

Talk about your Rubber Cores! The harder they trun him down the higher
he bounced back.

Those who had been marked by Fate to be his Constits began to see that
Sylvester was something inevitable and not to be denied.

What though his Detractors called him a Four-Flush and a False Alarm,
alleging that a true analysis of his Mentality would be just about as
profitable as dissecting a Bass Drum?

The more they knocked, the more oleo-margarine became his beaming
Countenance, for he knew that Calumny avails naught against a White
Tie in the Hot-Bed of cut-and-dried Orthodoxy.

He played the social String from the W.C.T.U. to the Elks and was a
blood-brother of the Tin Horn and the acidulated Elder with the scant
Skilligans.

In order to keep the High-Binders and the Epworth Leaguers both on his
Staff at one and the same time, he had to be some Equilibrist, so he
never hoisted a Slug except in his own Office, where he kept it behind
the Supreme Court Reports.

When he went out the third time for the same Job, the Voters saw it
was no use trying to block him off, so he landed.

In the full crimson of Triumph, with new Patent Leather Shoes and as
much as $40 in his Kick at one time, he never forgot for a moment that
he was a servant of the Pe-hee-pul and might want to run for something
else in the near future.

He tempered Justice with Mercy and quashed many an Indictment if the
Defendant looked like a grateful Geezer who might be useful in his own
Precinct.

No one dared to attack him because of the fact that he had delivered
a Lecture to the eager young souls at the Y.M.C.A., in which he had
exhibited a Road Map and proved that adherence to the Cardinal Virtues
leads unerringly to Success.

At the age of thirty-two he broke into the Legislature and began to
wear a White Vest, of the kind affected by the