He felt that his rival had gained too much glory at my expense, and, walking over with ceremonious solemnity to where the said rival was sitting close beside me, he said to him: "I would like you to know, Mr.Cameron [Cameron, of course, was not the real name], that Mr.Roosevelt knows more law in a wake than you do in a month; and, more than that, Michael Cameron, what do you mane by quoting Latin on the floor of this House when you don't know the alpha and omayga of the language ?" There was in the Legislature, during the deadlock above mentioned, a man whom I will call Brogan.

He looked like a serious elderly frog.

I never heard him speak more than once.

It was before the Legislature was organized, or had adopted any rules; and each day the only business was for the clerk to call the roll.

One day Brogan suddenly rose, and the following dialogue occurred: Brogan.