AY! THERE'S THE RUB.
The amateur sociologist was airing his views to an admiring and high-browed audience. A professional politician, cleverly disguised as an east-side settlement worker, had managed to pass tho sacred portals, and was obscurely onsconced in a dark corner. "Graft is the curso of tho American Government!" exclaimed the amateur sociologist. "The rich man can buy his way to political power, not that lie wishes to serve the people, but simply to -increase his wealth. ' "Hear! Hear!" cried the high-browi-d audiencp, after the manner of the English. "Huh!" came a grunt from the corner. "We don't want the rich man in polities," continued the speaker. "What this country needs in office is the pool' man." "Plow arc jou going to keep him poor?" came a strideni; voice from the joruer. And tho amateur sociologist was forced to admit that he hadu't thought of that.
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Evening Post, Volume LXXX, Issue 62, 10 September 1910, Page 10
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147AY! THERE'S THE RUB. Evening Post, Volume LXXX, Issue 62, 10 September 1910, Page 10
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