Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1892-10-07

exc Hobart lid s5Hch on kue hAHs
AZ Chloride, ind was master OF fhe stu.
stion, and no one knew il 80 well - did
J~re himself, vino was never slow Ats0i
gratifying opportunities.
Thus boutwell, communed with hini-
self. and the result WAS much perspsrs'
non and au uncomfortable conscience.
well, no nse shedding any tears hs
said aloud. but, by Jove. l wish could
keen mr. ws.r,i with the little woman.
What iittle duck she is. and how Bur
ton ought tocongratula,e himself Hum
-hurn-hufn. Poor thing. How rocky
she'll feel whea she finds l played such
a dirty trick Oh her. Ie-es, and wha, II
say to myself
Teddy OHsr:l. whose family bad been
kept from starving during the strike q
few months Lefore by the eharisy OF the
little duck md her husband, and vino
hasl awakened from mis- MONDAY nap
under the Office window about ten nin-
utes previously. chnckled softly TO hun
elf and s,es.kei away, rsnarsins rs he
reached the street
"Oh-no. Thot's it, is II! A-has Teddy.
me bve. Oh t'ink yes had betther tex q
thrip over / Apache shu day. fees don
feel loik.. wor kin, do yess, now? And he
hid his dinner pail aud started down the
trail for the county seal, whistliny siee-
fully.
OF Mrs. Barton's second interview
with the smooth Mr.. Boltwell it Is un-
necessary 10 speak at length 1t was
uncomfortable for hing. but he kept his
wit, about sl.n and did not lower his
lag. and Mr.. Burton went away with a
white. drawn faee--and with the set
Inns Of a brave !ittle woman who has
made up hri lnli-.i to something.
The day for the convention dawned.
The visitors f-oln the outside precincts.
includin. use from Chloride. were all
on hand 10 see the fun. 1t was almost
time TO call the convention TO order, but
two or three delegations had not arrived.
The Chloride delegation was one Of
these. The visitors from that camp re-
ported that the delegation had only
stopped to hold brief powwow III
Chairman B,utwells Office and would
be along soon. Jere Hobart, as luck
wonld have it, had got a glorious
Jag" Oh the night before, and was in
bed at his quarters at Chloride as the
result of u fall into the cellar Of the
Nugget saloon He might have palled
himself together and gone over to
but everything was fixed and
there was no need, he concluded. So lie
grunted and turned slowly over toward
the cocktail on the table, with that ac-
ton consiglIing his fate to Brad Bout
well and supposedly.'packed" conven-
ion
The chairman Of the county central
committee called the convention to or.
der and read the cali. The convention
effected Il temporary organization and
the usual committees We're appointed,
during Whose deliberations recess was
taken.
Tom Owens came to Mrs. Burton, who,
with number of other women whose
husbands or brothers were interested,
directly or otherwise, in, the proceed
ings, was sitting in the gallery. Owens
spoke quickly and earnestly:
The Chloride crowd isn't here yet.
Hobart's too sick to come. II Boutwell,
could only be kept away it'd be q. K.
for Sile. He's the only man that can,
put Hobart in nomination. and there's a
whole mess of his fellows ready to back
slide. Ii only they wouldn't come.
p
But here he was sent for in great haste
by an anxious constituent and hurried
away. When ten minutes later he looked
up at the gallery Mrs. Burton was miss
ing.
The six men composing the Chloride
delegation Were in IA hurry, and in Bout
wells three seated spring wagon behind
MS grays We're making good time for
Apache.
There is deep ravine, nearly always
Try, on the trail between Apache and
Chloride that has to be crossed care
fully. 1t IL an abrupt descent and a yet
more abrupt ascent, and the trail on the
Apache side of the gully is flanked by
big rocks, which sheltered many Il high
wayman in the old days. The delega-
ton from Chloride had just reached this
spot and Boutwell, was urging the horses
mp the steep incline, when short aud
harp and firm in wonan's voice came
the command:
Halt
Tho six men in the wagon could hard
Y believe their senses. Sitting beside
he big rock on the left. very pale, but
with comprised lips and eyes that
dashed fire All determination, sat i
mall woman with ng Winchester,
md the weapon was cooked and aimed
At Brad Boutwti.
The six men in the wagon rayed aud
stormed; they pleaded, begged and
threatened. hut the little woman on the
rock spoke Only once, and then said:
Bradford Boutwell,. you gave me
vour sacred word that you would not
oppose my husbands denomination. If
he is defeated today it will probably kill
nim. and that i; what you intended--to
lefeat him. after your promise to me.
Now, sir. if You so much as attempt to
move from here. you or any of the
others. viii kill your
That was all; but Brad Boutwell,,
looking mt the set face. knew that she
would keep her word, and his seat
mates suggestion that such was the
case was met by an emphatic lyon bet
she would
The committees reported: the tempo
rary organization was made permanent,
and the Apache county convention was
IN full swing.
Nominations for county auditor are
now in order" announced the chair
man, and moment later, Mr.. Randall
has the floor
Hollis Randall, the brilliant young
district attorney. rose and made one of
the best speeches of his life, setting
forth clearly. conyincingly the merits,
the claims, the worth of the present in
rumbent. and when he told Of the I'M
fortunate man lying so i'll as the result
of a wound incurred in the discharge of
duties not his own-fight-
ing in defense of the law-there was a
rousing, prolonged cheer.
Randall finished amid uproarious APP
plause and sat down. hopping his fore
head with his handkerchief. There was
a moments "voeiferous silence" during
which there were some rapid changes of
sentiment on the part of Hobart dele
gates. Then Pop" Gordon rose.
Mr.. Chairman, move that the nomi-
nation Of Mr. Burton be made by ae-