The Montgomery advertiser., 1901-11-14
PERCY CALIBER'S CAREER
BY WILLIAM BLOSS.
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 , sufficiently. he admitted: Percy was well | enough as young men go nowadays, put as bridegroom ne wouicn , eit,Ia ap, fpo,,, this | position. cy queried. Why. MT. Fanning?" Percy | had demanded. The old man only smiled more erimly and returned to all their importunities his most preposterous an- swer:
 on him like Pilgrims % pack ,an. He amounts m snx thing. He thinks he Is studying law. and he has been a year in skimming over the "Commentaries of Chancellor Kent He may know &pousse cafe from a cestire in trust, but I doubt It. Let him do some thing; let him show something, besides the mile automobile record; let him indi- cate that he sees the path to career and means to tread 1t broadly. Think I'm football star? Not for John Tanning. No. sir. And now. Mercy. that settles it.. Percy will have to show me the goods Good night
 To make matters infinitely worse he carried his daughter off the reservation That is, he rushed her oil to Europe. with himself as bcdyguard, leaving her suitor behind and desolatins the hearts al,s or Percy those tender youthful organs cruel steel-toothed harrow
 It was fully three weeks after the Fan nings had left him and bereft him before Percy had his Great Idea. It was during that same period he endured the prongs of hopelessness which have so made quately been suggested. The Great loea came upon him one night in dream. When he arose he actually began to whis- tle For the first time in fully two days he ate a hearty breakfast. After break fast he whistled some more. 5oyously.
 The Hon John Tanning; M. h.sn C; Tor sSroaS ,as about four months. and after flying trip up the Nile, nasty look in at Moscow. a glance at the North Cape. and a few
 weeks on the Parisisn dn 6ouieva[es, abar. "ss hs thought he would dawdle awhile, where people made much of him: As for his iove-iern Daughter Mercy, she seemed to have regained her ardent spirits and to ing him in London the Honorable John found urgent telegrams from friends at
 home which pricked him post haste to Liverpool and home rushing steamer. or less ambiguous messages. that the nomination to his Congressional seat which had been for three terms merely perfunctory matter. wa seriously threatened that 1t was odds If the Hon. orable John would save the day. even by his personal presence. Anyway, be must hurry home with all speed. He sailed on the 24th inst The convention mad been
  self-for the Sd proximo. So sure he had been of his strength that he had planned to be accorded renewal Of honors While he was personally 4,OOO miles away rom he spent upon the Atlantic was one of perturbation. His agents had been most emphatic as to the necessity ot his home coming hDt had afforded him no details. In New York there were awaiting him
 his private secretary and his chief po- iitical henchman. What they said to the Honorable John he listened to with an
 amazed and angry scoWl Then & he westward. Two days remained before the convention. The nomination was an cleo tion. The Honorable John went into the battle with his gloves off. But the old accustomedly cold. At midnight on the End he knew he was beaten, beaten he, the Honorable John Tanning. beaten by a boy. who held safe majority of the
 Hes poured out money like water, sir: for four months" grumbied his chief
 henchman, to the Honorable John. Nev- CT saw anything like 1t, sir, he added.
 had us beat before even knew what was going on. MT. Tanning.
 But what the devil does he want, who does he want?" shouted Tanning. M. C..
 rritably, desperately and even ungram- matically. in his rage.
 The chief henchman looked glum:
 That's 1t, MT. Tanning. He ain't candidate himself. One day I asks him: plain: What is 1t you want yourself, if it's a fair question: I says. He kind O grinned then. You might tell MT. Fan ming, if you like,' says he, very. polite, that I'm taking his advice to get rid of my money and map out career
 "'Oh,' says I.
 "'Yes, he says, tell him, MT. Badger that at last I'm really going to do some thing"
 Mercy" shouted the Honorable John, rattling open the door. and hailing the hallway above. Mercy! Send note for MT. Percy Caliber to come over here at once"
 "yes papa" responded a dutiful white : robed figure from the dimness above. wNY," by Sara Lindsay Coleman.