"I've seen you before, sir!"

"You have not," said the man.

"Don't tell me I lie, sir!" responded the Colonel, with sudden
ferocity. "You've addressed this committee on a previous day!"

"I've never--" began the man; but the Colonel broke in again:

"Sit down, sir! The dignity of the chair must be preserved! No man
shall speak to this committee twice. The committee stands
adjourned." And with that he stalked majestically out of the room,
leaving the committee and the delegation to gaze sheepishly into
each other's faces. [Footnote: "American Ideals," p. 96.]

There was in the Assembly a man whom Mr. Roosevelt calls "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. Misther Clu-r-r-k!

The Clerk. The gentleman from New York.

Brogan. I rise to a point of ordher under the rules!

The Clerk. There are no rules.