The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1898-03-05
Thinks He Ought to Do the
Party's Talking.
KICKS MOVERS INTERVIEWS.
He Gives Mr.. Calderhead q Quiet
Tip. and That Gentleman shuts
Tn Like q CIam-He Winks and
Smiles, Rat IL Wordless-Ques-
lent, But Talks of Snow and Dogs

Boss Way was irritated yesterday
when he saw that Sheriff Meyer had been
interviewed again.
1T only proves what I've always said"
he remarked: that I'm the only man who
ought TO be allowed 10 say anything about
gambling. What does Bill Meyer know
about ii, anyway? He never ran a game.
That's where he's different from me.
but that's another story. L guess now III
so down and give Sam Calderhead a steer
or he'll be talking next. There's no de-
nying II. I've got 10 give my undivided
attention to this campaign.
Boss Ways steer was successful, for
when a Post-Inteliigencer reporter met
Mr.. Calderhead on Second avenue two
or three hours later the latter was not a
whit less bland and smiling than usual.
but warned by Boss Way and the deadly
parallel interviews Of his superior in the
sheriffs Office, b. was abnormally cau-
tieus. In fact. he seemed firmly deter
mined 70 let nothing but the smoke OF his
cigar escape his lips
We'll. MIR. Calderhead. how are your
views on the gambling question today?"
began the reporter.
Mr.. Calderhead ehuckled gieefully. ana
the reporter. who had for the moment
forgotten that on some subjects Mr.. Cal
titled. but recollecting himself, began
again:
When you were in the sheriffs office.
Mr.. Caderhead did you ever take any
steps 10 enforce the laws against gam
bling?" he was asked.
Mr.. Calderhead wnked knowingly. mo:
that wasn't part OF my duties. I was
then only a chief deputy to take care Of
the papers they came in. and 20 see
that they were properly served"
You never bothered with anything else,
then. Mr.. Calderhead?" querled the re-
porter.
"oh. no. 7 never did any outside work.
except on an emergency" was the reply.
DID you ever read the laws on the
statute books regarding gambling when
YOU We're In the sherif'es Office, Mr.. Calder
head?" the reporter went on to inquire
During the conversation Mr.. Caderhead
had been walking mp the street with the
reporter and at this question he turned
to his Questioner.
DO YOU think it's going to snow >" he
queried in turn a the same time smiling
a wide-open-a acknowledgements nce smile
and winking his off eye laboriously
Some If Boss" Ways seed had plainly
fallen on good ground. bat the reporter
persisted.
when you told me. Mr. Calderhead.
that II you were elected mayor you would
enforce the laws as you found them on the
statute book. did you mean that you
would enforce them as you enforced the
laws you found on the statute book when
You were deputy sheriff.
Mr.. Calderhead winked again dug his
thumb into the reporters ribs and
chuckled gleefully
Are you going UP 10 the fusion rally
tonight" he said at length.
Come now AIR. Calderhead. are you
going TO answer the question:" the re-
porter pleaded.
"Ha. ha. ha." laughed the fusion nom
inee for mayor jovously. is il for the
Post-Intelgencer?" he asked
Did you ever find any laws on the
statute book when you were deputy sher-
iff?' .nterrogated the reporter, ignoring
Mr.. caldcrheads question.
That's n fine dog team over there" said
Mr., Calderhead with another wink
''Will Won try 20 find any laws on the
statute book if you are elected mayor,
Mr.. Calderhead?"
Mr.. Calderhead laid one finger along
side of his nose, blew a Whit Of smoke
into the palm Of his hand and winked
gravely.
You refuse TO talk about gambling.
then Mr. caiderhead?' the reporter at
length suggested.
"Oh, not at all. I'm quite willing 10 be
interview" responded Boss" Ways pupil
n worldly wisdom.
And then. just TO show that he had no
conscientious scruples against games of
chance. Mr.. Calderhead shook dice with
the scribe for a cigar and won with a
skin that Boss Way might have envled.