A hundred senators, loafers, and police, five in every six of whom are coloured persons, spend the Sunday night at Kellogg
's bar, drinking whisky straight and hiccuping comic songs.
's officers stand ready at any moment of the night to call the roll and organise the house, if accident should raise the members present to a legal quorum of fifty-six.
It is a desperate game, but desperate men are seldom wise.
If they can snap a vote, and carry their own Speaker, Clerk
, and Serjeant
, they may find some means of braving a small majority of Conservative voters.
, clerk of the late Chamber and candidate for the next, is waiting in Kellogg
's anteroom, with his official roll.
, a lawyer, whom the Republican party have pricked for Speaker, sits in Kellogg
The scalawags distrust Michael Hahn
, on account of his legal scruples, but their party is too poor in law to overlook his claim.
Who else is fit to stand against Louis A. Wiltz
Some members want to have a Negro in the chair.
Some others, heated by spiced liquors, say they ought to pull down Kellogg
and set up Pinch.
“Ole Pinch is some Nig,” cries one of his tipsy partisans.