Democratic Sentinel, Volume 1, Number 41, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 23 November 1877 — Judge Davis’ Joke on Senator Ferry. [ARTICLE]

Judge Davis’ Joke on Senator Ferry.

Senator Ferry is a pious man. He is an elder in the Presbyterian church. As far as I can see, and I watch him pretty closely, he is bound for the kingdom. Of all old bachelors he is the most irreproachable. He feels very deeply the dignity of a Senator and maintains it on all occasions. He is polite, courteous and cold as ice. No one ever saw him do a natural or improper thing. Every act is studied and prim and solemn. Yesterday the Senator sat at breakfast glancing, as even deacons and Senators will, over his paper, at the women. He was taking the fiftieth stolen glance at a pretty, golden-haired little saint from Georgia, when Senator David Davis, two tables away, startled the dining-room, by roaring in his lusty Vofce to Mr. Ferry, “ I wa&t to

see you before you go to the races, Ferry. Afraid I can’t go. If it’s possible for me to get through my work, I shall be happy to accept your invitation.” The saint turned her big, blue, reproachful orbs on Ferry. The women all looked at him and whispered. The model Senator blushed scarlet, stroked his beard nervously, and smiled in a feeble way at the jolly giant, who sat shaking his fat sides, and bending his late judicial head over the thimbleful of gruel Banting allows him. His looks told that he had got even with Ferry at last. The tables are turned. Ferry owes him “one.”— Washington Letter to Chicago Times.