The Irish standard., 1902-07-26
His Friend.
The Enemy
BY WILLIAM WALLACE COOK
Copyright, 1901, by the S. S. Mcclure Cos
CHAPTER X1N.-CoSr1SuEp.
Author Of Rogers Of Butte. THE Spur Of
Necessity, MIR. Fit, Astroloeer," etc.

Peafed us one stunned. as for Guy,
this fresh proof of Miss Betty's con-
summate ability in managing a deli
cate situation merely increased his
admiration for her
Next day came the crucial test,
and the nerves Of the entire county
We're stretched to tightest tension.
There was much excitement in Har-
mony, and the squire was abroad all
day, not even returning home for his
luncheon. Miss PinNney walked over
from the town and awaited the re-
turns in company with Miss Betty
and Guy.
Great was the CONSERVATION of the
ladies when Barney, late in the aft
ernoon, arrived with the intelligence
Concord
"Why," cried Miss Betty, "cvery
one of the Amityville people signed
the petition for this election!"
''And the squire gave Mr.. Landy
six lots!' walled Miss Pinkncy, who
was the picture of despair,
"The squire wasn't liberal enough"
put in Guy, looking kcenly at Miss
Betty. Il gave Mr.. Landy two en-
tire blocks and distributed Concord
real estate to every man, woman and
child in Amityville."
"You did that?" cried Miss Betty.
"You, Mr.. IIerbert?"
Miss Pinliney looked daggers at
Guy when he bowed in answer to her
friends question.
IL knew all along, Miss Nlanding-
ham, said the young man, "just how
Amityville would go. That was one
reason why | did not want to come
here yesterday. I have done what
could for Concord, and, it seems, have
earned your displeasurc.'
EARNED my lispleasure!" she re-
peated, with ripping laugh. Not
bit of it! You were foeman wor-
glad you have won rs l would have
been had Harmony achieved the vic
tory"
"Betty!' gaspcd Miss Pinkney.
"You are certainly beside yourself.
Do you know what this means to
your father, to mine, to all of us?
Oh, dear, dear, dear! I can't imag-
inc what we are all going to do! And
to think that we were all SO certain
of Amityville!"
"That is where the joke comes int"
exclaimed Miss Betty. "What a sur
prise this will be to my father!
You've certainly won, Mr.. Herbert.
1t was very clever and ! am proud
of your success. believe me. Allow
me to congratulate you!"
She gave Guy her hand.
"Bctty!" cried Miss Pinlkney,
"youre IA modern Tarpeia. The
idea of you-you of all the others
being happy because Concord won.
Miss Pinkney began drawing on her
gloves in an angry futter
Lois" returned Miss Betty, "you
do not understand, dear. 7 am not
happy because Concord won, but be-
cause Mr.. Herbert has come out of
the east. burlencd with his ineXpcri-
ence, aud worsted Il clique of old
campaigners like my father and
yours"
"'Are you proud of me for going
into the open market and buying
votes?" asked Guy.
"IIush!' she returned, raising an
admonitory foreIinger. "That is too
hard Il name for something which
the great political parties never scru,
pie at doing. 1t was Il case of dia,
mond cut diamond. You interested
the Amityvillc people in your town
even as my father had interested
them in olrs-only you were shrewd
enough to nc more liberal. The game
of politics is selfish one, at best
and you-"
Just then the squire stormcd in.
"My condolences. IIcrbert.". he ex
claimed, in gay mood, waving slil
of yellow paper above his head.
"What?' asked Guy, startled.
ST sympathi1e with you, but tow
divided against itself must fall, yo,
know. Harmony carries the day, ant
the deciding votes come from Con
cord itself. Five, Betty! We have ;
majority of five! Here, read thi
telegram"
The squire threw himself into
chair and Guy turned mechanical,
toward Betty. She had taken th'
message from her fathers hand an,
now read as follows:
concord casts 90 votes for Har
mony. Conservative estimate give
you five majority. Riot here. Tow
in a turmoil. Hard to tell what will
happen. BIGGS."
"Hurrah!" cried the excited Mis-
Pinkney, waving her handkerchief.
"Where in the world did those 2
Harmony votes come from?" aske
Miss Betty.
Her father pursed up his lips
looked at the ceiling and twirled Iii
thumbs.
"Victory is perched on our bar
ners, Betty" he observed, finally.
don't know how it got there an
more than you do, but what's tn
odds?"
What's the odds? That is plainl
what Miss Betty thought, for the me
ment.
"Now what do you think, Mr.. Hel
. bert?' she asked, turning on til
amazed young man and shaking til
telegram before his eyes.
81 think l shall have to return tn
congratulations which you gave M
a few moments ago." laughed Gu,
"Not only that, but think, too, tina
shall have to return to Concord q
once"