The Washington times., 1895-01-13

exposed the sham of the PuritaDic morality or
OF epcurean ethics. BTant had even solicited
an audience bat had retired awkwardly and
with his confidence unspoken before the
dark. hun orous eyes that seemed almost too
Tolerant OF lis grievance lie had been 10
lcyeCs. and Ills heart Ead,sunk equally before
the vulgar crowd, who seemed 10 regard Ia is
man rs their own buiIoon or the rompous-
ness OF position. learning aud dignity wh.c
he seemed 10 delight 10 shake and disturb.
One afternoon few DAYS later, in sheer
Isiiessness of purpose. he found himself
again al the Nltlie House Tie President
WIS giving audience TO deputation of
fanatics who. with pathetic simplicity
almost equal to his own ;iathvtic tolerance.
was urg ~ upon this ruler OF millions the
policy of al Insignificant score. and Brant
listened IL his pats ~. ITaotiral response OF
facts aud logic. clothed in simple tut sipcwy
English. up to the inevitable climax of humor-
ous Illustration, which the young brigadIer
could BOw see was necessary 10 relieve the
grimness of his refusal. liur the first time
BraBt felt Ihe courage 10 address him. ana re-
solved 10 wait until the depuiation retired.
As they lett the gallery lie fingered IN the
aneroom for the President TO appear Bat
as he did not come. afraid of losing his
chances. he returned 10 the gallery.
Alone in his privacy aud shadow the man
be had Just let WIS standing by column in
mntioniess abstraction. looking over the dis
ianI garden. But the kindly. humorous face
w0s almost tragic with intensity of weari-
hess. Every line of those strong. rustic
features were relaxed under burden which
even tie long lank. angular figure, over
grown anc unfinished as his own West.
seemed 10 lie distorted in its effort to nd Just
itself. while the dark. deep-set eyes we're alb
stracied with the vague prescience OF tie
prophet and the martyr. Shocked at that
sudden change. BTant felt his cheek burn
with Slpma And ha WnS .lbOut N lranE
upon that wcaried mans unbending; he was
about 10 add his petty burden 20 the shoulders
OF this Western Atlas. He drew back silently
and descended the stairs.
But before he had left the house. while
mingling with the crowd in one of tie larger
rooms. he saw the President reappear beside
an important, prosperous-looking figure, on
whom the kindly giant was now smiling with
humorous liberation. lie noticed the divided
attention OF the crowd. the name OF Senator
BoomPointer WAS upon every lip; he was
nearly face to face with that famous dispenser
OF place and preferment-this second hus-
band OF Susyi An indescribabie feeling, half
cynical. hall fateful, came over him. He
would not have been surprised TO have seen
jim Hooker join the throng, which now
seemed to him TO even dwarf the lonely GEN.
trail figure that had so lately touched himi
He wanted TO escape IL ALL
But his late brought him to theen trance at
lnc same hclneHt tBsu DoOHpOluler WIS ledf-
ing il. and that distinguished man brushed
hastily 10y him, as a gorgeous carriage.
drawn by two spirited horses and driven by
a resplendent negro coachnlan, dashed up.
1t was the Boomponter carriage.
A fashionably dressed. pretty woman, who
in style, bearing, opulen; contentment. and
ingenious self-consciousness was in perfect
keeping with the slight ostentation of the
eguipage. was the only occupant. AS Boom
pointer stepped into the vehicle her blue eyes
fell for an instant on Brant. A happy, child
like pink flush came into her checks ami a
violet ray of recognition and mischief dartei
from her eyes to his. For it was Susy