The Irish standard., 1898-08-13

the open, avowed foe Of Cochran and
cast him out Of his seat in congress and
his place in Tammany Hall as we'll, did
he trust Cochran or take his keen eye
off him.
Crokers hatred Of traitors and treach-
cry, as well as his courage and blunt
truth, had exposition in his valedictory
to David Bennett Hill. The latter had
in turn become governor and then SEN
ator with the aid and good consent of
Croker. Hill could have been nothing
without Croker's willingness and wish.
When Croker went to Europe, as Hill
thought, never to come back to make
political war again, in the hope Of cheap
Of Croker's caluminators and foes, Hill
scrupled not to abuse the fame and
memory of the absent chief. 1t was in
an address which Hill delivered before
Democratic club.
I'VE are through with leaders," said
Hill, who spend their time in Europe,
and who, avoiding honest employment,
carry their race horses to England and
find their most worthy investments in
gambling their money on the British
derby"
Hill was talking, without naming him,
of Croker, and there was none so dull
as to doubt it. Certainly not Croker,
when the story came later to his ears.
1t was some months after, and Croker
had returned. He had never mentioned
the Hill attack to the nearest OF his
friends. Croker was sitting one day in
the general room of a certain hotel. Hill,
who had come briefly to town, was in
a room upstairs. Croker knew of Hills
presence, albeit he had not called on him
and had no plan to do so. Croker
could no more, in the deep currents of
his nature, forgive an injury than he
could forget good deed done him. He
had list Hill with his enemies since his
attack upon him, and did not propose to
cloak his feelings beneath any specious
appearance of friendship. Hackctt
came through the room where Croker
was. Hackett worshipped Hill as some-
thing all but sublime.
"Have you called on the senator?'
asked Hackett, beamingly.
"Why should call on him?' retorted
Croker. "Hill is no friend of mine"
"You amaze mel" said Hackett in a
fashion of breathless horror. The idea
of any man daring to hate Hill was too
much for him.
"And you amaze me" replied Croker,
with your amazement Do you sup
pose that would pretend to any friend
ship with a man, who, without cause,
had lied about me and struck me when
my back was turned, as Hill did?" And
Croker rehearsed the treacherous incl
dent Of Hills attack upon him.
A moment later, as Croker sat alone,
his natural manliness began to take him
to task. 1t struck him as cowardy that
he should say these things to Hackett
without having first said them to Hill.
Croker resolved to repair this wrong
without loss of time, and a moment
later he was rapplng at the door OF
Hill.
Hackett opened it, for he had gone on
before Croker. AS the latter stood in
the portal, Hill, who had been lying on
a lounge, scrambled up with a great ah-
of welcome
"How do you do, Croker?' quoth Hill,
exuberantly shaking Croker's hand be-
fore the other could protect it from
him; chow do you find yourself? Come
in; I've got lot of things to say to
you"
And came" said Croker, coldly, "to
say one thing to you. | come to say
that if you would attack your enemies
in your speeches, instead of your
friends, you would have more friends
and have them longer"
II don't understand you," replied Hill,
his sallow face coloring. What are
you talking about?"
"You understand me very well, said
Croker. I'm talking about the abuse
you heaped upon me in your speech be-
fore the Democratic club" And here
Croker went over the story again as he
had done before with Hackett.
But l never named you,' said Hill.
with lame air.
do you mean to tell me, said Gro
ker, contempt getting the better now of
the wrath he had felt before-''do you
mean to tell me that you weren't de-
scrbing mo in that speech?"
Il mean to tell you" said Hill, dcsper-
ately, in the corner and lacking the
courage to say the TRUTH mean TO
tell you that l did not have you in my
mind at all. There are others besides
you, Croker, who OWL race horses and
who go to England
"And, SENATOR" rctortcd Croker, as he
turned away in diRgust, there are
others besides you who are liars and too
cowardly to stand for what they say!"
And those were Croker's last words to
David Bennett Hill.
Says the Minneapolis Evening Jour
nal. Sir Thomas Linton has given inv