Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-06-11
all over, feel that have carried out their
Wishes"
"You became satisfied, did you, that

THIRD MAN WAS NECEssITYH'
81 saw pretty early that neither Grant moi
Blaine could be nominated, and that the
thing to do was to take up some third man
"a man with good record who would be
satisfactory to the party and the country at
large. Garfield met the requirements, as
thought, and the result has shown that
wasn't so very far wrong"
THE OTHER GARFIELD MAN, MR.. TAYLOR,
is, Like his illustrious compeer, Mr.. Grier,
somewhat hard of hearing, curious
coincidence in this story of a small beginning
and great ending. He is resident of Bris-
toI, Pa, and though 60 years of age, is quite
as lively in getting around as young man
of rs or 80. The lively way in which he got
around in his voting was noticeable in the
convention, especially by the reporters, who
had to keep track of the balloting. Mr..
Taylor's story, as told to the reporter, was
doubtly interesting from the historical re-
miniscensces it contained and the shrewd
commonsense remarks which adorned it.
81 came here" said he, ''to vote for the
darkest horse I could find. Down in my
country they call me the dark-horse man,
and I tell 'em that dark horses are the ones
that win. Why, tell 'em no white or gray
horse in the Republican party has been
elected since 1910. There was Lincoln, for
instance. was here in the convention of
1860, and my whole district voted for Old
Abe on the first THE only single dis
trict in the United States, east of Indiana,
that did vote for him on that ballot. He
was the dark horse, got the nomination, and
we elected hin-elected him twice, in fact.
Only the dark horses have won since 1840."
"You don't include Grant, do your"
"Of course do. He was the darkest of
'em all. Why, when we nominated him, we
knew he had been Democrat, and yet we
nominated him, and elected him twice, too"
'sHow DID YOU HAPPEN TO LIGHT ON GARFIELD
as the particular dark horse to win this
fght?"
"Weli, in the first place, came out here
to the headquarters of the Indiana delega-
tion, and told them that If they'd bring out
Ben Harrison they'd find him the best blood
in the nation. I have the greatest admira-
ton for the whole Harrison family, and Ben
was my dark horse from the first. But the
Indiana people would not hear me. l guess
they'd have liked to trot him out, but Ben
himself is modest and wouldn't hear of it. I
understand he referred to me to-day in his
speech, but I'm deaf and didn't hear it.
guess he didn't say anything very rough
about me, did he?"
"Quite the contrary" said the reporter.
"Well, to go on with the story. Ben was
my dark horse, but started in for Blaine on
the first ballot. You see, the people down
in my country are for Blaine, and went for
their choice at the start. But didn't see
how Blaine could get enough votes to nomi-
nate him, and, when I had voted for him
twice, turned to Harrison. Grier was then
voting for Garfield, and joined him on the
sixth ballot and kept right along with him
for awhile. After that
RAN TO ANYBODY
voted once in while for Sherman, then for
Washburne, then for Garfield, and soon, be-
cause didn't want Grant to get too far
ahead, you see. Last night l voted with
Grier for Garfield on The last six ballots,
and we commenced the same way this
morning on the twenty ninth and Thrift
eth. On the thirty-frst 1 jumped the
track again, but got back to Garfield on the
thirty fourth, when he received seventeen
votes. From that time on l staid with him
to the last, and the dark horse won the race
again. By the way, wish you'd put this in
your paper. Last winter the Tribune was
making some inquiries in Pennsylvania as
to the choice of the people down there for
President. The postmaster at Newportyille,
Bucks county, where get my mail. canvas
sed his district and reported Garfield as the
fayorite. If you want to look that up, just
get out your files and you'll see how that
postmaster lit on the dark horse"
And the old gentleman's face was over
spread with genial smile as he recalled his
friend, the postmaster at Newportvile, Bucks
county, and his report on the Presidential
preference of the people in his neighborhood