Arizona republican., 1900-11-25
CONGRESSMAN BOUTELLE.
Sad Story of the Mad Representative.
 His Daughters Devotion.

cause they are daily set forth in a liv ing example of the part Cordel-a a played to the mad and forsaken King Lear.
 Mad but not forsaken is Congress- man Charles A. Boutelle of Maine. By no means forsaken, since his senti- mental constituents of Ranger have re- elected him to his seat in the house of representatives in the hope of thereby alulng the recovery of hls reason-4n 1 incident almost if not quite unique in the history of politics.
 But this generosity brings no com fort to the afflicted statesman. The very news of it cannot penetrate the clouds that darken his once vigorous mind. All that he cares about, all that he has to tighten his distress. is the companionship of his daughter.
 Miss Grace Boutelle had many things to sacrifice in coming to live here, near the asylum in which her father is con fined. She turned her back on every thing that is supposed to be entrancing to a young woman of her age-life in Washington, the splendor and wit of society, constant round of pleasure, hosts of admirers.
 Here she is buried in d dull, demure little community, where life trickles on thinly with a monotony that would be maGdening to one of less steadfast temperament than hers.
 But she has her father, and that suf- fees her.
 Poor, demented o:d man, all his az gressive intellect melted into childish ness. his magnificent physique brought down to feebleness, he clings to her with the timorous. pathetic fon1ress Of veritable child-a sick child, who needs all the attention and love mother can give.
 And Grace Boutelle, with the tragedy of a great blow dwelling in her eyes, has awakened to the deep maternal in stiact that rules every woman, old a-d young. To that white haired invalid of hers she is a mother in everything but fact
 Not day passes but she drives from her lodging to the Mclean insane asy- lum, intent on devoting all her waking hours to him. The doctors and keepers have learned to look for her coming. As for the patient, he is uneasy, sus- picious, intractable, petulant, like spoiled child, until he looks into her eyes and feels her kiss upon his fore head
 The doctors have already felt his pulse and taken his temperature They know whether he is in lit condition to be allowed out without further re- straint than his daughters infinitely soothing presence.
 If 1t is fine they start for long drive and the stricken congressman slIips to the carriage, clapping his hands and laughing aloud. If it is showery they watch their opportunity for cautious excursions Into the gar den, where the dashinS soldier, the lion-like orator, the former friend of Blaine, pouts at the weather or finds exquisite enjoyment In discovering jew els of rain water trembling in the til- ligree of flowers and leaves.
 What do they talk about, daughter and father in their long drives and walks? 'Twould be delicate pen that could record those conversations, err ratio and broken on his rart, gentle and patient on hers, as with loving craft she tries to stimulate his exhaust ed intelligence and link together the fragments of thought that rattle in the cavity of his mind.
 Again and again she repeats few simple words expressing one simple idea If he is in a docile mood-and that is most often his condition when he is allowed to go out with her-he repeats the words after her, sometimes haltingly, sometimes fiuently, with flash of the old oratorical effect.
 But the idea? Alas, it is impossible
 l. on his consciousness or not. Sometimes it does, but only to be detached the next moment. Sometimes he seeks to reply rationally, but weeps to find him self uttering the reverse of what he wishes to say.
 Through all trials and failures and f1eeting successes his daughter, the modern Cordelia. exhibits the sweet, sad indulgence and protecting care Of a. mother striving to develop the intel ligence of her child.
 One idea he stu'bbornly refuses to en- certain. He cannot be made to under stand that he is still a congressman that his constituents have re-elected him in spite of his mental affiiction. Such triumph of the softer sent- ments in the harsh world Of politics is beyond his comprehension. And so the purpose of that amazing act of gener- osity on the part of the people of Ban gor Is defeated.
 Congressman Boutelle became insane in Washington ten months ago. He has been in the asylum ever since. False reports have been circulated to the effect that he was recovering and would soon be able to resume his seat in congress. The truth is that there has been no Improvement in h.s conii- tion
 To the doctors and nurses and the people of WaVerly the most deplorable aspect of his desire to recover is that it wfthholds poetic justice from the beautiful girl whose filial love might be made the theme of as lofty poem as ever was written.
 The other day they were strolling down the driveway leading to the back gate. The congressman he'd an open