Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1873-06-11

made his mare start aside with a vicious
toss OF the head, while he tried in the
gathering darkness to read his Wife's
face.
IVY ny, what do you mean?" he asked,
III a tone Of blank amazement-a question
whose answer comprised the whole story
OF the unlucky politicians duplicity, &C
companled by such energetic expressions
OF feminine disgust and scorn, that the
young farmer laughed till the tears rolled
down his cheeks.
That's too good to keepr' was his
laughing comment, and that there were
others who held to the same opinion, was
proved by the fact that before a week had
gone by, every man, woman and child for
miles around, had heard and laughed over
Colonel Absaloms bean story
The dispatches were coming in thick
and fast Good news you're still ahead,
Colonel!' was the report that brought
proud, triumphant smile to the Colonel's
handsome face, and volley Of congratu-
lcatory cheers from the groups Of excited
friends who were keeping watch' with
him On the evening of the eventful cleo
ton day.
''All in but B, and,
terrupted the Colonel, running his fingers
with an air of graceful selfconsciousness
through the abundant locks that sixty
winters had as yet scarcely frosted.
II took Roberts advice" with a polite
nod and smile for that gentleman, "and
made friends with the feminines on my
tour through that region and | might say
without vanity, that [ made a decidedly
favorable impressiOn'
'Ah, Willis,' as the young man entered
with the expected dispatch
"From B? All right! But, WHAT
and the smiling face grew fairly pallid
with rage, disappointment and a sharp.
bitter sense of defeat
"They haven't failed you9n ventured a
friend, and the firm lips actually quivered
beneath the smile forced upon them, as
their owner replied, in cold, hard tone:
THE whole town has given me just three
votes, when even decent majority would
have saved me. I've lost my election--so
good night, gentlemen" and with an effort
at the old dignity, he walked quietly
| away, crushing in his hand the fatal dis
patch that had proved the death blow to
| all his high political hopes.
"lt's hard on the Colonel" remarked
ooAln MASON, as he lald down the news
paper from which he had just been read
| ing the election returns. off we'd only
given him any kind of vote here in b,
| he'd have been elected by small MAORI
ty, to be sure, but really elected But the
truth is, and he laughed at the remem-
brance, chat affair Of the beans ruined
his prospects here and made everybody
suspicious of him. Even men who don't
care for lack of principle in candidate,
won't vote for man who has made him
self laughing stock for the whole COM
munity."
Poor manp' echoed his wife, sympa-
thetically, but there was touch of sar-
casm in her tones, as she added with a
| significant smile: "He ought to be a
irmer believer than ever in the power and
influence Of calico in the political wsrld,
considering that it was that calico bag
that lost him his election
Both laughed at the idea, and Mason
turned again to his paper, while his wife,
as she threaded her needle with scarlet
yarn that was TO fill big hole in little
Jem's sock, sighed softly to herself, with
the unspoken thought: Gle said so many
pleasant things-why couldn't he have
meant them?''
Sure enough-why couldn't he?-Port-
land Transcript.