Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1885-08-25
"LO- SESSIONS, GOOD STORY.

How 1t Served Him TO Have Convenient
Brother
Senator Lo Sessions, of Now York, tells
the following story of his experience i'm cam
paigning
"When was nominated for the Senate
had never gone into Cattaraugus county,
and, as tho Democrats there that year were
as lively as cheese in July, concluded l
would run over. So put on clean choker,
md made my way to tho home of an old
1egcon, who volunteered to show me about
the school districts in his vicinity. Hitching
up his old mare into a three-spring, the dea-
CON drove me to his nearest Republican
neighbor. and calling him out to the wagon,
introduced us.
Well, you needn't give us knock
down to each other, said our friend who was
beaming on me. Il met Mr.. Sessions at
Chautauqua this summer. Pm glad to
see you, and how is the good work going on
up there How is my Sunday school
class p
/" managed to make a reply that satisfied
my questioner and our mutual friend, and,
after a little talk about politics. in which my
Sunday school acquaintance promised me
his support, we said good day and drove on
to Horse Corners, so called because of
the unusual degree of interest taken i'm
that locality III all things pertaining TO
horses.
snow it chanced that while / was in
Buffalo few days before, ! found time
hanging heavily, and did an unusual thing
with me--went to the races. In the grand
checks I'm his hand. Let me see what horse
you are betting on i said, and then told
him he was wrong, and had better hedge, as
The horse he held for favorite would get
beat He followed my advice and by the
merest good luck (here Mr.. Sessions gave
sidelong look that meant Maybe / didn't
know what horse was slated TO win, and
maybe l did) the horse l named came in
and made purseful. lie wanted to hug
me in the presence OF the crowd, but / told
him we would defer that luxury.
swell, to return to my drive through Cat
taraugus county with the deacon, who had
become frmer friend than ever since he
had heard of my zeal in the Chautauqua Sun
day school. At Horse Corners who should
be the first person / saw but my quondam
friend of the race course. However much i
would have liked to avoid him at that time,
l had nothing else to DO but to sail in and
trust to good fortune to save my character
from being wrecked. The deacon stopped
and said, MIR. Blank, this is Mr.. Sessions, of
Chautauqua county, our candidate for the
Senate
"I reckon you can't tell me who he is,'
said my horsey friend. How are you, Mr..
Sessions? Didn't we scoop those fellows
out of slick sum at the Buffalo races?
here. Ifyou don't see what you want, ask
tor it.
"The deacons face blanched, and letter
Of withdrawal danced before me, but an in
spiration came and / replied as readily as |
could: I'm glad you had good luck at
Buffalo, but you are mistaken in the party
1t was my brother Walter whom you met
there 1t was a mighty narrow escape, /
want you to understand, and / told Walt
when I got home that he would ruin my
character If he didn't look out i was elected,
though if it hadn't been for my Chautauqua
experience and for Walt, / guess Democrat
with any pretentions to being pious would
have got there"