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108 TRUE STORIES OF OLD
while never the best of friends after that, they managed to endure
the presence of each other on the earth at the same time.
Now, as I have said, when I read that newspaper paragraph,
that egg fight came distinctly before me, and I could see that
dignified lawyer clawing at his eyes and ears, with his fingers
dripping egg all over everything. Uncle Dick was a warrior from
away back yonder and everybody knew it. He used to publish
editorials in the Age during a campaign that were so hot one
wondered that they did not burn the paper. They were in pure
United States language, too, and things were called by their
names, or at least by names that Uncle Dick thought appropriate.
One of those articles of his, if published in earnest today, would
result in a million dollar libel suit if n'ot in buckets of blood. I
have said that he was a warrior, and such he was. I have seen
him in one or two engagements, and in every one of them he
forced the fighting. That was the strange part of it and I can't
understand yet why a man who did so much as to arouse antagonism
and invite attack should always have to make the attack.
Perhaps one reason was that everybody knew Uncle Dick was
"fixed" for trouble and they did not care to become the aggressors.
They would venture to "sass" himn but that was as far as
they cared to go.
Sometimes it makes me really hungry for the old times when
I think of Uncle Dick and Uncle Dan McGary. There can never
be two such characters as they in this community again. When
it came to politics they had but one thought, one object in life,
to save the country from the grasp of the "depraved Republican
party." With them, any and everything was absolutely right
that would result in downing the hated enemy.
IT is said that one-half of the world does not know how the
other half lives, and it might be truthfully added that the
one half does not know how the other half has lived. I
was much struck with the truth of this one night when I heard
two first-class stories and received at the same time two of the
greatest surprises of my life through the confessions of the gentlemen
who told them. Both are prominent men, men of position
and standing, and each has a host of friends, so I shall have to be
careful in telling the stories, and, for obvious reasons, refrain
from mentioning names.
It was after a social meeting and we were getting ready to go
home when some one suggested a round of drinks. Strange to
say, there was not a gentleman present who indulged except the
one who suggested the round. The temperance character of the
crowd naturally led to a discussion of drinking and its results,
when Billy, as I shall call the prominent merchant, led off by
confessing that in his early days he had been a great drinker,
and had gone the ifmit.
Here’s what’s next.
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Young, Samuel Oliver. True stories of old Houston and Houstonians: historical and personal sketches / by S. O. Young., book, 1913; Galveston, Texas. (texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth24646/m1/108/: accessed June 29, 2017), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, texashistory.unt.edu; .