The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1895-03-22

/ D1nu y arm us II n Buul 10 DTeuk AWAY
and TO HE to the bosom Of his family.
Brownlee told the bus driver to stop
Mt the hotel. He did; but the owner
was tearing down that part of the
building where the rooms for guests
We're 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 last
resort-stop at his home.
DAISY" said he, in horse voice,
rs 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, /
hope, than any / shall ever ask you to
make for me again in all our livesT
She said Eyes" YEARLY, with her
head swaying loosely on her shoulders
like sick child's; what do you ask
meY'
THAT you will not hate and desp'se
me when / introduce you to my father
and mother" he said tenderly.
They are poor then?' she asked In
that same weary tone.
'rhey are the commonest people in
the state; they are so common that
whom ev~rybo@y In town had the chol-
era 1t passed them by as 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 ii come"
Brownlec's mother smoked corn
I MI 1t I~
lees father ate his supper In his shirt
sleeves and wore cowhide boots out
side Of his pants while he was eating
it, The wonder is that he didn't 20 10
bed with them. The furniture was
scant, and they rented the house; that
SIS, they rented it, but Brownlee, NJ. e.,
paid the rent.
The greeting that the Brownlees, first
edition, extended to the Brownies,
second edition. was cordial to demon
strativeness. The maternal Brownlee
was something Of cook, and soon
had n repast steaming 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 she asked
TO be shown to her room.
The room had no comforts except n
patched carpet, pine bedstead and an
upright packing box with curtain
drawn around it for washstand and n
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 ut that moment. She
slipped q 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
iterview that took place is n 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. Brownlee 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. II he had
worked like q Trojan the first time for
his nomination, he threw the energy OF
n double dose of Trojan devot on into
his efforts niw. All the vot rs n the
district did not know what the 10 fers
at the station knew. and whit 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 good member,
and he could talk Ike a threshing ma
chine. and his genial manners carr ell
the day. and the result Of Ii all was
that he was renominated and elected,
and went back to Washington to fin
ish his unexpired term Of service in the
house.
His wife sat in the gallery one day
unseen by him when a great dHbate
was on. Browalee had pr par d him
self for the master effort If h life.
He had got the cons Mt Of the leaders
on his side TO make n speech. He at
tracted little attention as he arose,
and with his genial smile glanced over
the house, drew deep breath and
launched forth. But by and by he
warmed to his subj CT ard here md
there n member on the other side in
terrupted him. Then suddely Brown
lees genius flashed forth in a Its
originality. Several members who had
tried to trip him up found themselves
mercilessly lmpaled upon the fiery
shafts of Brownlea's shrrp rPtorts and
held ND 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 coniem-
plates the astonishm" mt Of the dcludei
victims of his craft ness.
Before he sat down Browulee 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
n note. He was receiving the ngrat-
ulations of his side Of tho house. and
he did not open II for several minutes,
holding It almost 70. gotten In his
closed hand. When he opened 1t he
read:
Dear Ally: I am ready to beg your
pardon now-any time. m. Am
fteart-brOken. DAISY
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