General Charles G. Dawes, who in 1921 organized the first national budget, has written a book: The First Year of the Budget of the United States.

The General served as Pershing's supply officer during the war, and is now actively functioning in his accustomed job as Chairman of the Board of the Central Trust Company of Illinois.

General Dawes' book, according to those who have read advance proof sheets, is not merely a running account of estimates and figures; it contains " personalities" and tells what sort of people Washingtonians are.

Of the President, Dawes says: " His business judgment is unerring . . . With him a sensible idea needs neither elucidation or argument."

Of Mrs. Harding: " She represents the highest type of cultured American womanhood, and no predecessor in her high place has ever presided over the White House with more grace and genuine kindliness.

Speaking of his famous " cuts," he says: "The Secretary (Mellon), in his letter, which was made public, named the departments in which the cuts would be made--among others, the Navy $100,000,000 and Agriculture $25,000,000.

" On the first onslaught, the Navy dropped out for $100,000,000, claim- ing they could not cut a cent. Agriculture promptly followed by dropping out for their $25,000,000 announced in the Secretary's letter. Beads of perspiration formed on my forehead, and I regret to say profane ejaculations characterized by vocabulary. Secretary Mellon, who joined me at the office, joined also in the perspiration, though naturally a cool man." In spite of Navy and Agriculture, Dawes finally found $305,000,000 to save.

Dawes insisted that as manager of the budget he was not to interfere with policy: " We have nothing to do with policy. Much as we love the President, if Congress, in its omnipotence over appropriations and in accordance with its authority over policy, passed a law that garbage should be put on the White House steps, it would be our regrettable duty, as a bureau, in an impartial, non-political and non-partisan way to advise the Executive and Congress as to how the largest amount of garbage could be spread in the most expeditious and economical manner."

Senator Calder (Rep.) of New York and Senator Williams (Dem.) of Mississippi, old-timers both, sang their swan-songs to the 67th Congress and departed.

" The great need of Senators is political courage," said Mr. Calder, looking forward from 18 years' experience.

" The best thing about my political career is the ending of it," said Mr. Williams, looking back, and bitter after 28 years.

" Some men are Senators because they are rich; a few are rich because they are Senators," wrote Viscount Bryce in his study of American politics.

One rumor has it the largest pot in the continuous poker game operated by members of the 67th Congress was $32,000; another, that it was $24,000. [The game is played in a small building near the Department of Justice.]

Brigadier General Frank T. Hines, Director General of Railroads after Mr. McAdoo, was appointed by the President and confirmed by the Senate in his new post of Director of the Veterans' Bureau. He made two statements to the press:

"I shall not attempt reorganization until I become familiar with the situation."

" I shall welcome any investigation which results in better achieving the purpose for which the bureau was created."

With Congress, the British debt settlement and the bonus off his hands, Secretary Mellon has a moment to give to his hobby. He and his brother, Richard, the Pittsburgh banker, bought the prize-winning Belgian stallion, Lynndale Joe, to add to their fancy stock farm at Ligonier, Pa.

Representative Upshaw of Georgia, whose potshot a fortnight ago at liquor-consuming Congressmen was heard 'round the world, now implies that his colleagues are a "pack of cowards" for not raising their sal- aries to $10,000 a year. "Only a skinflint can get by on less," he declared to the House.

Senator Smith W. Brookhart, Iowa dirt farmer, took a chance on including a poem in a speech to the Senate:

" Yes, that occurred up in Boston-- dear old Boston-- The home of the bean and the cod, Where the Lowells speak only to Abbotts

And the Abbotts speak only to God!"

Here Senator Calder of New York suggested very politely that it was the Cabots and not the Abbotts.

"I accept the correction," replied Mr. Brookhart. "I am not very strong on poetry anyhow."

Henry Cabot Lodge of Massachusetts looked on all the while in dignified silence.

Wile of the Washington Post vouches for the accuracy of this anecdote:

Secretary Christian had made up Mr. Harding's schedule for the day and the President noticed that the statutory five minutes were assigned to a Mr. and Mrs. Tuttle of Montclair, N. J. "Who's Tuttle?" Mr. Harding asked. "Why, Mr. President," said the Secretary, "that's George Tuttle, who used to be a linotype operator on the Marion Star, and Mrs. Tuttle was one of your proofreaders.' Mr. Harding was delighted. " Put 'em at the bottom of the list," he directed, " so I can give 'em all the time they want. And, by the way, George, have one of the White House automobiles here and put it at their disposal for the rest of their stay in Washington."

A New Yorker addressed a letter to F. P. A. of The World, asking how Senators Caraway and Pepper stand on the free seeds bill.