Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1895-04-20

building where the rooms for guests
were located, to rebuild. he said, 'agin
court time and there was no place
there for them. So there was nothing
to do but what BrOwnlee. in the most
desperate calculation of his chances,
had never contemplated even as 4 last
resort stop ut his home.
Daisy" said he, in Il holrSe voice.
as the bus SplaShed through the mire
of the road; Daisy" softly taking her
hand in hiS-"are you prepared to
make a sacrifice for me; greater. l
hope, than any | shall ever ask you TO
make for me again in all our lives?"
She said yes. YEARLY, with her
head swaying loosely on her shoulders
like a sick child's; what do you ask
me?'
THAT you will not hate and despise
me when | introduce you to my father
and mother" he said tenderly.
They are poor, thenT she asked in
that same weary tone
They are the commouest people in
the state; they are so common that
when everybody in town had the chol-
era it passed them by "a not worth no
ticing"
My she exclaimed. how did you
ever get INTO congress
BY my own efforts. and not with the
help of anybody in the world. l just
simply hustled for IT.
We'll" she said. ''let it come"
Brownlee's mother smoked a corn
cob pipe and had whiskers Brown
lees father ate his supper in his shirt
sleeves and wore cowhide boots out
side OF his pants while he was eating
~ Tho xx-nnHars fS that no In 70,
bed with them. The furniture was
scant, and they rented the house; that
SIS. they rented it, but Brownlee, NJ. g.,
paid the rent
The greeting that the Brownies, first
edition, extended TO the Brownies,
second edition. was cordial to demon
stratiyenesS The maternal Brownlee
was something of cook, and soon
had repast Steamiug on the table.
1t wasn't a bad supper. but Mrs.
Brownlee didn't have her Washington
appetite with her. and her slight head.
ache had grown worse. and sne asked
TO be shown to her room.
The room had no comforts except
patched carpet, pine bedsteId and an
upright packing box with a curtain
drawn around il for a washstand and
portable mirror of the species often
seen at cheap auction stores.
And this was what her Lake Como
Illusion had shrunk TO-
When she arose the next morning her
headache had not abated., The smell OF
fried pork and coffee that struck her
olefactories while she was dressing
was too much for her delicate nerves,
and she never wished herself farther
away from the house of her husbands
parents than at that moment. She
slipped a little coffee. and then with
drew again to her room just to be
alone. When Brownlee, NJ c., entered
she was lying on the bed fully dressed,
weeping.
What passsd between them in the
iteryiew that took place is a matter OF
conjecture. The result became evident
when the bus drove up TO the Brown
lee mansion that evening and Mr.. and
Mrs. Brownlee, the younger. got In
and rode to the depot. Brownlae saw
his wife safely aboard the Pullman
car. and then stood on the platform
and watched the train disappear in the
distance.
But that did not deter Brownlee from
getting out and hustling. If he had
worked like Trojan the first time for
his nomination. he threw the energy Of
a double dose Of Trojan devotion into
his efforts niw. All the vot rs IN the
district did not know what the loafers
at the station knew. and what Brown
lee himself knew. that he came Of the
commonest stock OF white blood in
the state. They perhaps didn't care
Brownlee had been a good member,
and he could talk like threshing ma
chine, and his genial manners carried
the day, and the result of ii all was
that he was renominated and elected,
and went back to Washington 10 fin
ish his uneIpired term Of service in the
house.
His wife sat in the gallery one day
unseen by him when a great debate
was on. Brownlee had prepared him
self for the master effort Of his life.
He had got the consent Of the leaders
on his side to make a speech. He at
tracted little attention as he arose,
and with his genial smile glanced over
the house, drew a deep breath and
launched forth. But by and by he
warmed to his subject, and here and
there a member on the other side in
terrupted him. Then suddenly Brown
lees genius flashed forth In all its
originality. Several members who had
tried to trip him up found themselves
mercilessly impaled upon the hery
shafts of Brownlee's sharp retorts and
held up to the ridicule Of the house,
while Brownlee smiled in that fetch ng
way Of his that made him resemble
an expert conjurer when he contem-
plates the establishment Of the deluded
victims ot his craftiness.
Before he sat down BrOwnlee had
scored a triumph that insured him
place on one Of the big committees in
the house when the next congress
should organize.
One Of the dOOrkeepers handed him
a note. He was receiving the congrat-
ulations Of his side Of the house, and
he did not open 1t for several minutes,
holding 1t almost forgotten in his
closed hand. When he opened 1t he
, read:
Dear Ally: am ready to beg your
pardon now-any time. Come. Am
heart-broken. Daisy
Washington Post.
A Live Beetle In Iron Ore.
q. T. White, who is now, or has very
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