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Show . The Guardian at the Gate. "I low do you llko the, position of official of-ficial watchdog?" a man asked of tho trlzzled eteran who sits at tho door leading to tho ofllco of tho Cook county boaid of review. This man's business It is to oxainlno credentials bo that no person who dojms hhnsolf undortaxed shall bo admitted. ad-mitted. "Call mo not 'hat." said 'tho guardian. guar-dian. "I nm St. Peter nt th gate." The other sought to have his taxes reduced, and as ho was entering tho olllre he said: "So then this Is heaven, where tho heavy laden nro relieved of their burdens. That's not bad." After a long wait his turn came. His tax assessment had been "confirmed;" tho "ruinously high valuation" stood. "All tho heavy laden nro uot relieved," re-lieved," said the doorkeeper. "St. Petor turns some nway bound for an-.other an-.other place.", Tho victim Bmllml wanly' as ho pa&od out. v |
