Why, it seemed curiouser than any
Northern lights I ever see in my life, and they stream up dretful curious
sometimes. And as I walked through that lofty and most beautiful place and
realized the size and majestic proportions of the buildin' I wondered to
myself that a small law, a little unjust law could ever be passed in such
grand and magnificent surroundin's. And I sez to myself, it can't be the
fault of the place anyway; the law-makers have a chance for their souls
to soar if they want to, here is room and to spare to pass laws big as
elephants and camels, and I wondered that they should ever try to pass laws
as small as muskeeters and nats. Thinkses I, I wonder them little laws
don't git to strollin' round and git lost in them magnificent corridors.
But I consoled myself, thinkin' it wouldn't be no great loss if they did.
But right here, as I wuz thinkin' on these deep and lofty subjects, I met
the good natured young chap that had showed me round and he sez:
"You look fatigued, mom." (Soarin' even to yourself is tuckerin'.) "You
look very fatigued; won't you take something?"
I looked at him with a curious silent sort of a look; for I didn't know
what he meant. Agin he looked clost at me and sort o' pityin'; and sez he,
"You look tired out, mom. Won't you take something? Let me treat you to
something; what will you take, mom?"
I thought he wuz actin' dretful liberal, but I knew they had strange ways
in Washington anyway.
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