The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-11-06

he's nominated and maroon him in
desert island with savages that nobody
but them knows about, and he says
he'll do it. by geewhickity they will if
1 don't give Jimmie ten cents this
morning"
The idear' said Aunt Robina, indig-
nantly. ut is high time the safety Of
the nation was taken out of the hands
of these INSCRIPTIONS politicians, al
though, really, can't quite understand
why your father should not be maroon
as we'll as Harvard crimson, which is
our color 1 believe, and which do not
think looks well in badges, and GER
tainly I'd rather not, unless compelled,
drive about canvassing in a crimson
dress"
/ But Robert Henry was off to jim
mic McTaggart with his quarter. The
money provided from time to time was
carefully expended under Warty's dt-
rection in candy and other necessaries
of life which were calculated to win
over doubtful boys. Other measures
were resorted to as time went on, and
it was at Robert Henry's suggestion
that a strong delegation was sent into
the dirtiest part of the town to con-
vert that neighborhood, out-and-out
opponents of the Van Gravaelsoeck
faction, from the error of their ways.
Robert Henry and Warty and Jimmie
that these barbarians would scorn cam
| dy, he missionaries took a pocketful
of pebbles and a couple of baseball bats
| to strengthen their arguments. When
Robert Henry appeared for supper with
a black eye and a rent in the portion
of his knickerbockers where it is least
desirable for q rent to be, and no hat
at al. he very solemnty informed his
father that the other party was deVel-
oping unexpected strength. Aunt Ro-
bina was hysterical.
Some famous man-who should
have known better than use such
dreadful language-said war was-er-
the place, and really I think politics
also is far from being an angelic oc-
cupation. 1 wish it was over. Robert
Henry, please change your apparel be-
fore YOU come to supper, and ask
cook to place a beefsteak on your
llovely suffering eye. The Van
Gravaelsoeck eyes were always blue,
and 1 don't believe even your great,
great, great, great grandfather the
admiral ever added black to his. Poll
tics is a most ungentlemanly affair to
be mixed up with, and L hope when
you grow up, Robert Henry, that the
memory of this experience will always
act as a warning to you never under
any circumstances to condescend tc
, vote"
Robert Henry, however, was rather
proud of his black eye, and utilized il
as a means of drawing from the
, paternal pocket another contribution t.
his campaign fund. This was a. matter
: that required the most constant at
tention, for Wartie and Jimmie Me
Taggart were Unsuitable in their de
mandS and threats, and Robert Henry!
! dreams were haunted with spectres O
L his father and himself being kin
mapped by masked ruffians of extreme
i political views. 1t was a night or twt
f before election that he broke-feelinl
0 like a masked ruffian himself-into hi
= own bank and distracted it's contents
r two dollars and nickel and a cent
v When the street lamps were lighted h
a stole away to the town with Warti
: and Jimmie, and invested in a variet.
e of firecrackers, which were placed il
: &, box and carefully and secretly carriet
: home by Robert Henry.
d Fur" said Wartie, in a gloom,
: corner of the beach, as they wen
o homeward towards the Van Gravael
s soeck cottage, fur de enemy's up t
t ed. an they will"
e "They will" Jimmie McTaggar
s hoarsely cried.
/ They will!' Robert Henry groane
e hollowly. Tomorrow my faithfr
L, who's yer calm a faithful french
a MANI" cried Jimmie wrathfully.
amt no frenchman nor Spaniar
Z neigher-'
|. "Hushshsh!" said wartie "Dere
Of spies"
re eve may be followed.