Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 233, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 30 September 1910 — That Man Once More. [ARTICLE]

That Man Once More.

The man with the iridescent whiskers sidles into the office and immediately finds his way to the desk of the shackled hireling with the frayed cuffs and the unafraid bald spot. “I haven’t been in foj a long time,” he says. “It hasn’t seemed long,” is the response. “I thought of a clever little thing you. might work up in your own way,” begins the man with the Iridescent whiskers. ‘‘These ideas come to me every now and then, and I believe in passing them along. Whenever I can lighten the task of a friend, I am always glad to do so.” "Yes? You said you had an idea?” ‘‘Yes. It’s a conundrum. You can fix it up to suit yourself, but the general style of it is like this: What is the difference between a man with pictures all over him who draws a large salary as a freak in a side show, and a huge billboard Covered with posters about auto horns?” “It’s pretty deep. What’s the answer?” “One is tattooed, the mother is toot ad.” “What?” ' “One is tattooed —the man, you see; and the other is toot —” But far over the distant hills th* breezes were racing in the pale glow of the twilight, and on the mountainsides the great trees were murmuring one to another in the mysterious language of nature, while high in the sky a single cloud drifted slowly into the hush.