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Show geese, ain'dt it! I sreare by my own Bismarck dot von big Bhaiu could not holdt rue to dot shob avay. Now you shust gotten oudt off here. Done Diii r:s paber makes all do drupples mit mo. Off it vos not vor dot paber I vould bo iu New York py now, drinking peer mit my fricnts already, maype cin, maype zwei, maypo a eoubblo of dimes. Anyway, you liadt potter keeb avay py mo." Aud still they will work on joints. , ARE MAKING PLM i !. Ambitiom Architects Desirous of Out- .ting a Nicbs for Themselves in the Temple of lame PIOTUKES'OF JOINT BUILDINGS. Whoa the Joint Committee Meets Their Livei Will be Made a Discordant Dis-cordant Mockery, It would have been a spectacle calculated calcu-lated to mako a !a.y man weep to have visited the offices of the architects of this city today. They didn't even have time to lie 10 the reporter about the four million dollars' worth of plan! which they weru working on, but which were matters of such profound secresy that thoy couldn't be given to the public, pub-lic, they were so confounded busy drawing frout elevations of joint buildings. build-ings. Why, joints were in the air, in I their dreams and they had even eaten Joints in their slap-jacks this morning, f They had gotten a fovr hundred extra joints in their anatomies and they were drawing pictures as chock full of joints as a shad is of bones. "Oh! there's nothing like having Jots of joints, my boy," they said when Interrupted. Jlioy were working in their shirt siooves and slippers, some of them even had on socks with holes in the heels, and their hair was thrown over their heads liko tlm mana of a Dutch trombone player three sheets in the wind. "Look at that:" said Fred Halo, as he Scratched his shin with his other fool, "ain'i it a beaut? What do you think , of that gentlo commingling of Krance- l'russiaii architecture?'' pointing to a terra cotta colored drawing on w hich he w.vi ga.ing with tho fond eyes of a lover. The reporter admitted that it was "out of sight," and otartud for Dave Kellers. D That mechanical enminary was y.rapt in ecstatic admiration of a plan in composite effects that looked as dim, shadowy anil ideal as a compound ; photograph of twenty three Jloston j school m.irms. "I'll just plant that down in the mid-I mid-I die of the Eighth ward square and put a conservatory of live exotics on tho dome and it will loom like a nigger singers diamond. Just vou watch and see Puvio ciinie in wfieu the plans are let! Why, I'li go by those other ducks just liko Ihey were standing still." The song and dance was so strong ( Hint the reporter had to go out in the hall and turn the hydrant on his head, lining down the elevator he met E. II. iSpohr who had come tip to Costerisau's to borrow a uuadrant. "Come over to the office," was the Invitation which he extended, "and I R ill show you something that will knock you silly! See?" The reporter went. "How do you think that would appear ap-pear on the Eighth ward sipiare?" he asked, and his faco had the appearance of an aureole around the head of a Ma-doiui Ma-doiui as he Hushed with personal enthusiasm en-thusiasm over his accomplishment. "Isn't that a triumph?" he asked. "What style is that." ignorantly inquired in-quired the reporter. "That," responded respond-ed Spohr, "is a mixture of the byzan- lino and bombazine styles with the . effects emphasized somewhat by the r.l tambourine. She's to be of green mar- l hie with red sandstone trimming. "f Direct' ...under this skylight there "is to be a beer garden for the exclusive use of tho citv officials, i Although I am not a member of the J Bait Lake Institute of Architects, I Dan show some creations that will put ill the rest of these fellows to sleep ! to j sleep! Seo? Why you just ought to romo with mo and take a walk up and down the whole length of the Pacilie coast," (the invitation was declined without thanks) "and I will show you Home structures that will vie in dreamy uplendor with the harems of tho sultan In Constantinople. You observe that little conical, cornucopied shaped tower which is hanging on to a cloud, just a little abaft tho beam of the southeast corner? Well, that ain't quite developed devel-oped yet, but the idea as it has grown in the' remote recesses of the trenien-lous trenien-lous tissues of my great brain rellects lo me the statue of one of the poor pioneer women of Utah. I am going to drapo her in a sealskin ulsler and a Jiink boa with an American Hag around ler waist for a sash. That's to pre-icrve pre-icrve harmony of detail and I love larmony. Oh! I just dote on harmony. A'hy, I'll just chase all the rest of the trchitects in, when it comes to the race for the submission of plans, see? They won't bo in it. See?" When the reporter got away from that dreadful game, ho next confronted IV. E. Ware, -who is located away up In the lloooer block, iust under the tars, where tho music of angels clad In summer clothes breath inspiration to his fertile fancies. "How about the outlook for tho building season?" asked the reporter, is he kicked over a mosaic cuspador to distract the architect's attention w hilo he stole a Carolina cigar from tho box on the table which had only come in that morning in an importation from Fort Wayne, Ind. "Now please don't bother me with questions today! Can't you see I'm busy on joint buildings? And when they are linished you can just bet six dollars or your entire last week's salary that I will not be knocked out in the battle by a scrap with anv such hobo as Apponyi. Now, just look at this design, hasn't it a substantial, massive mas-sive effect? Docs it not appeal more to a man's intelligence than those gin-ger-bread-baniboo-tea-chest styles of structures that some of these orange grove architects are getting out?" The reporter admitted that it was a j darling, and would probably get away i with tiie doughnut when the returns were all in; so, after borrowing a quarter quar-ter from Ware to get his supper, he fell down stairs and meandered for the great aud only Kletiing, the $3500 achi- j tectural beauty of Zion. 1 "How are you fixed for points, or I should say joint plans?" twittered tho the mandolin-voiced Timks man! "Dots all righ'dt about points. You yellows tiuk yourself putty big aind't it?'' bellowed the reviser and approver of Apponyi's monstrosity as he stuck his head oiitf tho window aud let the cool zephyrs from Ensign peak lift aud toil with his Rhenish curls. "Some-dimes "Some-dimes dot Timks will fall mitdesoup ound't you petter belief I aind't vos gotting oud't some blans an more. Oh ! dots righd't." he ejaculated, as he saw a look of in-creduiousness in-creduiousness on the face of his interrogator. inter-rogator. "Yes. but Klotty, dear old chappie! do you intond to go on with the Apponyi seheuiri;" asked Peck's Bad Boy, as he slipped an eraser from tha draughting t board into his pocket. "No, i tos not! Dose gounty andt tlem zity ovicials must tiuk 1 vas a |