Consternation and chagrin filled the bosoms of the great Senate commanders of the tariff armies of the Republic last week. In one determined charge, the Democratic forces of fox-sly Field Marshal Simmons and the bold irregulars under Generalissimo Borah charged up the barren ground of Flexible Tariff Ridge and, smiting the Republicans hip and thigh, captured their strategic position, 47 votes to 42. The echoes of the Olympian voice in the White House, telling the Republicans that no such thing must be permitted to befall, had barely died away when the thing...
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