Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1880-08-19
HANCOCK AND TILDEN.
First Authentic Account Of Their Great In.
teFyiew.
Burlington Hawkeye.

this. We will take the offensive
from the start. and whoop her up
oh, yesl' said the old man in an
impressive whisper, it is hoped up
now
And he smiled at the General as
one who should encourage another
to proceed, but 10 a different direc.
ton. The General echoed the smile
family, but hopefully, and hitched
his chair little nearer.
'Iou see,' be went on, with kind
ling enthusiasm, 4 am not much of a
politician, and have everything TO
learn in the management of these
things, but / know we must get
ahead of them at the start. You
see p
ooh, yes, yes the old man replied,
IN a whisper more intense than before.
ooh, yes, that's all right. We've got
ahead already. It's headed up, too !;
he, he! Hoped up and headed up J,
you're right yes, you're all right
And he smiled again, a smile that
he seemed to think was full of com.
fort for his listener. The General
looked at him earnestly and little
shadow of anxiety orept over his an.
swering smile.
You understand. Mr.. Tilden, he
said, presently, that | need your ad.
vice and friendly council
And the old man bowed again.
The General looked up more hope
fully. and went on:
You see what l am trying to get
at
Yes, yes, chuckled the old man
eagerly i know, that's what they're
all trying to get at; yes, yes they
re all trying to get at it. Oh yes
And in the pleasant mood which
seemed to have come upon him he
made as though he would hove prod
ded the General in ths ribs with his
bony fore-finger, but suddenly drew
back. The General looked worried,
but returned to the charge with pa.
tient good nature.
4 don't want TO make any bungling
work at the start, he said, 'because-'
No. no; no, no +; interrupted the
old man, earnestly mo bungling this
time; you're right there it's all
right, never was buuged up tighter !;
a bung starter as big as maui
wouldn't start it; oh, yes, you're
Eight there; no bungling this time.
And the general fairly started, for
as he listened, he thought he heard
the old man whisper, under his
breath sort of appendix, Not a
darling bungle.' He shut his teeth
hard, and looked In the old mans
halt-olosed eyes.
Mr., Tild en- he said, I will be
frank and open with you
Open p said the old man, with an
interrogation point in his face, ooh,
no, no. Hoped up. Didn't you say
hoop her mp, and didn't / say yes, it
was hoped up? Aud headed, too !?
Oh, no, not open. No, not open.
N-no-t.t.o PIE n. Oh, no! he added
with grave and earnest deliberation.
And then he looked at the General
as though he didn't exactly under
stand him. The cold perspiration
stood out on the Generals brow in
beaded drops.
Mr.. Tilden,' he said earnestly,
listen to me. You cannot, you must
not misapprehend me. DO not stop
me; hear me through. You can not
delay or avert the inevitable; you can
not stave Off
No. the old man said with start.
ling promptness and discouraging
energy. NO, that's so. You're night
there again. Not stave off. Tight
as drum And he repeated with
more comfortable JUNCTION, Tight as
drum ; tight as a drum. Not a
hoop loose or stave off,
The General turned uneasiy in his
chair, and barely repressed groan.
AS it was, be sighed, and, with an
appealing glance into the old mans
eyes, Le said j:
This increases my fears and don.
bles my responsibilities. This adds
What adze p asked the old man
quickly, and with suspicious glance
at the Generals side pocket, as
though he feared concealed weapon
or mechanical instrument. what
adzo !? he repeated in apparent
alarm.
The General rose in despair, alb
stractedly rubbing his hat the wrong
way. As he stood near the door he
said
i will leave you now. | will call
again, and may | not trust that on
another occasion you will listen to
me more intelligently and enter more
zealously into my plans ? May | not
hope, on
mol! the old man said, with mild
emphasis, you may open nothing
here; not even a watermelon nor
a postal card. | have no time.
have client who is
lie was suddenly silent, for he was
alone. Down the darkening street
he saw the magnificent outlines OF a
superb figure, clad in the splendid
uniform of the senior Major General
of the United States army. The su-
perb figure was thsashing the air
with its splendid arms, and now and
then wildly kicking a tree box with
its magnificent legs. The bright
street lamps shone on o handsome
face convulsed with variety OF emo.
tons, among which fiat footed wrath
was prominent. The old man could
not hear distinctly the remarks that
fell from the finely chiseled lips, but
now and then the breeze of the sum.
mer night waited back faint echoes
ofreservation profanity, and foot-hill
abjurgationS and West Point exple-
tives.
The old man checked a sigh and
turned il into smile.
He leaped forward to gaze at the
disappearing tableau, and listened
for further remarks.
Bnt solitude reigaed in the street,
ana only silence Knocked bis listening
ears with voioeless quiet.
The superb was gone.
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