The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-02-02
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ing Talsehood. bus nv BRIEF expert
ence of politics had inclined ne 10 dis
trust everything an opponent might
say. So / resolved 90 find out for my
self, and told Fred as much.
''All right for you, Charley replied
be. driving on offended. Go ahead
and see WI at you'll make OF it"
1 reached Vanderson's comforta BILE
looking farmhouse almost certain ot
proving Fred right ami myself wrong
by finding no one there. To my ex-
treme surprise ! saw an elderly man
near the stable, hard at work oIing 6
wagon-wheel.
mr.. VandersonT' inquired
'S,rhe same, !" he replied, hardly looir-
ing UP.
L caught my breath. Fred had told
me lie, after ali. l am glad to be
able to say that wish / had believed
| him.
II want you to come TO town with
me, if you please" continued, AFTER a
minute. He looked at me, quiz1caliy.
Want me to vote eh?''
Eyes, that's IL How did you known
oh! there was another Young man
here awhile ago, who wanted the same
thing"
So Master Fred had been trying to
steal my man. had he? I DO longer re-
GREETED anything. bu: solemnly re-
solved that Vanderson should go to the
! polls il had to carry him on my back
He laid down on me pretty coasid'
/ bic hard, but | told him it warn't no
use. I'm all sole alone to-day, for my
! sons gone away and there's slathers o.
things to do
1T won't take you an hour. Mr. Van
derson. The elections avfully close,
and we need every vote we can get"
! pleaded.
$40, Ell? Well. We can't have mine,
young sir" answered he, looking ex-
tremely obstinate. 'FUstly, this wag-
| on's to lie
"I'll help you On thats' exclaimed l,
| jumping from the buggy and gr2sping
the oil can.
Secondly. the stoves TO black. he
continued. giving up the ailing tome
without protest
IN do that, too
Thirdly, the ashes Is to, sift for
| mulching the apple trees"
And that, too. =" persisted, wonder
ing how it happened that all his jobs
should be either dirty or dusty. He
began to show signs of yielding.
IF ye can git through in time, p'r'aps
TIL go with ye. young sir"
My oiling of that wagon must have
been rare sight. and nay backing of
that stove rarer. BY the time l be-
gan to slit the ashes my face and
clothes we've oil where they were not
all stove polish. The ashes combined
with the other substances and the per-
SEPARATION arising from my exertons
formed remarkable complexion pow
der.
meanwhile old Mr.. Vandersou lighted
a pipe seated himself comfortably to
windward of my whiriing ash dust and
talked on about his farm, family,
friends and foes until | thought he
would drive me distracted Then nc
began to ask me questions about tho
studies at school, and, naing astrono-
my to be one of them. immediately
brought out his hobby-a theory that
she moon is inhabited.
Upon this he argued to such an I'M
bearable degree that heartily wished
the moon were inhabited by Wander
son, vote or no vote. But had put 10
hand to the ash sitter and l would not
look back.
l finished the work, did three or four
more little jobs which he pointed out,
and at last, oily, dusty and tired. sue
ceeded in getting fairly on the road to
town.
We drove up 70 the hall only just ia
season. The crowd seemed In moro
suspense than ever and our arrival
caused great commotion. Some ap-
plsuded, some cheered AID SONS
laughed-not few hissed-and a gen.
eral rush was made into the building.
As hurried my companion through !
the throng caught sight of Fred, who !
stood staring at US with queer mix
eure of conflicting expressions With a !
triumphant glance at him l pressed up |
20 the box, in which, scarcely a second |
before the clock struck the hour of |
closing, Vanderson calmly placed a |
straight ballot which carried the cleo |
tion by one vote fer-the opposite
paltyi
Such yell as want upl Nothing
saved me from being Tnobbed by my /
friends except thst the other side Sur
rounded me in dense mass 20 prefer
their sincere though bitterly ironicaI
eongratul atoms And Fred was the
loudest of them all
Didn't tell you, didn't tell you?-
he kept shouting. The son who had
gone away was your man. Old Mr.
never voted anything but
our ticket for the last forty-fve years"
'Sartain true, young sjrl" said the
bid man grinninz. ''Ye never asked
l1e about nv views an tux it fur
granted ye was one of Us But If We
Amt much OF a canvasser ye're mas
.er hand 70 work. IF yen come out to-
morrow well continue our Argument
,onsairring the iahabberterbiI'ty OF
Inc moon. an II hsr s'Aore ashes fer
e 70 sitt,'
! broke away from him, eScaped The
'rowd, and rushed home ike . wild
BOY. Father subsequently found me
buried IN the haym0~ up "a ny neck.
.rying 18th rage
There. there, sonny, never mind.
lever mind. said Re. soothinglT. "If
-ou aren exactly Gu: ont for poliii-
ian no more Is your father. either:
md it's q great relief To ne that
laven't got To 20 70 the legisiature,~