Evening journal., 1900-06-27
cAHALus PILGRIMAGE

CAHALuS PILGRIMAGE
Night and day were struggling for
supremacy in Kent The field daisies
nodded sleepily to the lullaby sang by
the morning zephyrs. The sedge-grass
rasped impatiently in its endeavors 10
rid itself Of the morning dew. The
waters Of Butterpot gurgled over their
pobbly bed and gave life and hope and
drink to the greenbriar, teaberry and
elder along its banks Tidberry branch
sang joyfully as it speeded its way
through the rich midlands. The shad-
ows OF Mt. Moriah still lay on the
waters OF Cow Marsh creek and the
"Knee-deepl" and More rumH of the
drowsy frogs swept like the voice Of
mockery across the local option dis
tricts OF our sister state. Tanners
Branch and Browns Branch sent their
murky waters sluggishly down the
Delaware watershed: while ships Of
all nations tugged at their cables on
the broad bosom Of Marsh
Hope creek as its swift tide ed
died around their prows and then
swept onward towards the land OF the
termpin and the oyster. Stevedores
and longshoremen were rushing to and
fro on the wharves and landing stages
at Fork Landing. The crest OF Bunks
Hin was tipped with the golden sheen
OF the early morning sun. Sandtown
Berrytown and Adamsville rolled over,
sleepily conscious that another day OF
fevered business rush and hustle was
about to begin. The air, laden with
the fragrance OF woodbine, honey
suckle and swamp magnolia swept
athwart the couch OF A. H. Cahall and
he aw0ke.
Rubbing his eyes he drowsily MUIR
pursd;
willard and Handy expect me TO do
something to-day"
Then he arose and shook himself
His fierce mustache unrolled itself
bristling and furnishing in the morn
ing light He donned his Summer
garb, and, with many a stretch and
yawn, set out upon his pilgrimage.
"Hit haint every chairman OF a
Democratic State Convention who kin
name a State Central Committee he
said to himself as the train sped north
ward, leaving Marsh Hope farther and
farther behind. But Willard and Handy
knowed what they was about when
they put me in the cheer"
There was a jolt and jar. The
train stopped. The conductor cleared
the frog from his throat and yelled
IAN out for Wilmington"
Mr. Cahall was at the end of his po-
iitcal pilgrimage He may have mar
yeled that the mayor and City Council
were not at the station 10 meet him.
lie may have resented condition which
prevented Mr.. Salisbury, Mr. Handy
and Mr.. Gray from serving as an escort
OF honor. But he let it all go, for he
had a duty to perform.
Finally he found the Salisbury Gray
Handy shrine, threw himself at the
feet OF the glorious political trinity,
raised his eyes adoringly and cried:
Tell me what to do, oh, my mastersi
for you're It."
And they handed him parchment
on which were inscribed the names OF
certain Of the faithful, and said unto
him:
Go ye to Dover, and proclaim from
the housetops that thou hast spent
seven days OF agony in thy closet com
muning with thyself as to who OF tn,
faithful should be made members o
the State Committee. and that IN,
sweat OF thine agony is embodied il
that scroll"
Then the man OF Marsh Hope bow
cd humbly before the altar and said
Il go to do thy bidding; for thou ar
IT,"
But the weary pilgrim tarried owe
night and broke bread and ate salt O
the East Side. Then he journeye
southwark; fecked the oyster-ehe.
dust Of Loockerman street from nj
sandals; stood beneath the naples {
Dover Green, and sang his vespers
the scribes and Pharisees. while II
torrid winds soughed threugh the tire,
tops and intimated that there would I
hot time in the old town If n
weather kept up.
And it was the even OF the secor
day.