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Show A JVebv year A.fco for Ogden. With the advent of the new year we are all going to take a big tumble up in Ogden Town, and It won't hurt any of the rest of the State to watch our smoke. In the first place we are not going to make any good resolutions; they don't keep well in this climate; but we will be found doing business at the stand, politically, religiously, commercially and socially, and our motto will be "The Best is Not Any Too Good For Us." We may be taking a long shot or two, but after the pelts are counted when stock is taken, we expect to be there with the goods. Now this may sound somewhat mysterious, myste-rious, as Old Sport would say, but if you keep your eye on the band wagon you will see things. No, no more resolutions. Tney don't pan out. Here we are getting ready to push the old year off the earth ana welcome the foundling 1903 with all the acclaim its advent demands of men (except the new resolutions) and about all we are thinking of is whether a resolve to reform would be in order when we know it is as liable to be withdrawn as one of Ed Loose's bets. No, this resolution business busi-ness don't go. With the municipal election ten months away we might resolve not to renominate Bill. Ditto Judge Howell. Now, who would be so maladroite as to set any stakes for your Uncle Bill without knowing what kind of a resolution his Honor, the Mayor, has in preparation for January Jan-uary 1st. It is to be hoped that the City Council will refrain re-frain from resolving that the newly paved streets shall be kept clean. Of course, such a resolution, broken, would not make the streets any dirtier, but would preclude any possibility of ever getting them cleaner. The fact is, Washington avenue, from Twenty-third to Twenty-fifth streets, is a barnyard in dry weather and a mudhole in a storm. The dirt and refuse matter has been permitted per-mitted to accumulate until a gust of whirling wind practically blinds people in the street, while a day of wet weather leaves a layer of mud two inches thick on the cobbles. This unsightly, uncomfortable uncomfort-able and unsanitary condition of affairs could be easily remedied. A piece of hose fastened to a hydrant could do it in twenty minutes. On or about the twentieth day of the new year the Weber club will do its annual stunt by giving a high jinks at Conley's hall. The usual attach- ments of banquet and post-prandial oratory included in-cluded in the price of admission. One ticket costs ten plunks, but you get your money's worth. No other town but Ogden could do it. This affair is to formally settle the question of social supremacy of the State, and it will open the eyes of the Willie boys who are forever hunting for and writing about, but never And, the leaders of the smart set. The brew of punch at a Weber club ball would have made Omar Khayyam follow the circus out of Ispahan, sans crust of bread or jug of wine, or thou. Getting back to the dance as Herad said to Salome it is looked forward to by the club members much as a man on salary looks backward on Christmas. That it is to be the event of the season west of the Missouri, the cost of breaking in is mute evidence. Each member may invite one friend, if the quotations by Bradstreet are satisfactory, satisfac-tory, out there will be no issue of common stock. Nothing will be spared, not even the members' after-Christmas pocketbooks, to put all other similar sim-ilar affairs on the ice wagon. The committee in charge is from the heart of the four hundred, so everything will be new except the wine and the chaperones. It won't do Salt Lake any good to get emerald-eyed over this occasion. The Weber club ball is strictly a tandem affair, with Ogden in the lead, and no other town Ib even a good second. True, it comes a little high, when all items of expense are considered, but think of what you get! Earlier in this letter I pointed out that Ogden was getting ready to be heard from, as usual. This year we want the Speaker of the House and the President of the Senate. (We don't want the Sen-atorship, Sen-atorship, as all our likely candidates have moved to Salt Lake.) We will be found asking for ser-geant-at-arms of the House, engrossing clerk of the Senate and a committee clerkship or two. Of course, we may be landed back in the tall grass for most of this pie, but we are out after it just the same. We have not yet learned that both presiding pre-siding officers cannot come from the same county, so we are leading Dr. Condon up to the altar to be slaughtered like the lamb he is. We might resolve not to do it, but like other good resolutions some one else would have to keep it, we could not. No, it is up to Doc to get bumped, and with his sympathetic sympa-thetic eyes wide open he is going against it. The afterclap will no doubt be terrible, but the ultimate ulti-mate result will probably be a prominent commit- - t' v fH tee chairmanship, so it will be ducks for Doc any- I jfa j$ ,9H way. Now here is a chance for a new year's reso- Ej. a H lution: Resolved, That whatever Dr. Condon gets t if,'jB we will be thankful for, except a promise that he f, I 'pfB shall be Speaker next time, because there ain't i'ME pH going to be any next time for Doc. ip-'JE 1!jH |