Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-02-08

Slowly turned nlInSel1 around until ne
was facing North. Dennis O'Rcilly?"
he repeated in the strongly disparaging
tone by which people frequently at
tempt to justify the ignorance that
they are compelled to confess. Never
heard of him beforc!'
''Ah, not q very prominent citizen,
then? l fear l shall have great diff
Guilty in finding him. Who would be
likely to know something about him?
Can you suggest anyone at ALP
The boy shook his head as if giving it
up at the outset, but nevertheless re-
flecting seriously for a moment. Glanc-
ing idly into the street, he saw gentle
man standing on tho opposite corner
Instantly the youths countenance
hghtened up with that peculiar illum-
inatiOn which is the unmistakable indi-
cation of n new idea
''Thcrc's Mr., Wymer, over there on
the corner" he said, with a nod toward
the gentleman. ask him. He's
wartl politician, and he knows all such
people. Hes bcttcr'n directly, Mr..
Wylncr is. If anyone can tell you, he
can"
Such an opportunity was not to be lost
With thanks for the suggestion North
left the store and hurried across the
street.
A gentleman. richly dressed in black
brOadcloth, with glossy silk hat and q
dazzling gold watch chain, was leaning
against the corner lamp post, gazing
about him with an air of supreme salts,
faction. 1t required only n practiced
glance to discover the cause of this
complaccncy.
"a ward politician! He looks like it,
thought North; then lifting his hat he
addressed the gcntlcman:
Mr.. Wymcr, believer
blessed if tain't!" was the graceful
response, as Mr.. Wymcr turned his
smiling gaze upon North without
changing his attitude in the least.
Jack Wymcr, Esq, worllin'man's
friend; here's or ticket for you, gentle
men. Pratt for may'r, Brown for treas
urrr, Wymcr, Jack Wymcr-hooray!
that's mc-for city 'torncy! What's
matter with Wymcr!"
"Ah, indrcd!'' rrjoincd North, with
an "ir of interest City attorney? Sc
you aspire to that Office? DO you think
you'll get it?"
Get it? Dye mean to shay won't
get it? Come on, now, and lack it up
| if you dare" cried Mr.. Wymcr, sudden
ly assuming pugilistic attitude; then,
as this brief paroXysm of resentment
passed off and his overpowcring good
| humor returned, he subsidized into his
| former attitude of rcposc and inquired,
stupidity but amiably: Get what?'
North did not wish to pursue the sub
| ject, so he merely responded In On
| equally stupid and amiablc way: "Ah
yes, very true, Mr.. Wymer," which the
latter, in his sadly bcfoggcd state OF
mind, looked upon as not only a very
| elegant, comprehensive and satisfac-
| tory, but likewise genial and friendly
style of rejoindcr, and peace was i'm.
mcdiatcly rccstablishcd.
1T is useless to ask him any ques-
tions," thought North, despairingly.
"If Dennis ORcilly were his own
brother he would scarcely know it in
his present condition, SO might rs well
pass on. 1t is q fortunate thing that he
doesn't know NOR
With this sclf-conGratulation he had
turned away when he was electrified
by hearing his name pronounced by
| Mr.. Wymer in tones lOuC; enough to at
tract general attention.
North! l shay, North, hold on
Lemme speak to you-tic'lar Dish
| nuSh!"
North paused irrcsolutcly and looked
back at Wvmcr; then, deciding to pay
no attention to the man, he turned
away again and started down tho
street at slightly accelerated pace.
Instantly Mr.. Wymcr, without stir
ring from his careless, lounging atti
tude, raised his voice higher and called
moro vociferously:
~ shay! IIooray there, North, dye
hear? Lcmme speak t you just minute
-tic'lar bishnush, North, dye hear?"
North heard, and so did everyone else
Gentlemen in the surrounding business
places lounged up to the doors and win
dows and looked smilingly out; passers
by turned their heads curiously to sec
what was going on; small boys walked
JOSEPH A, JACKSON, ARCHITECT
Lilley's Block. Waterbury, Conn,