Evening star., 1902-08-09

| Early that evening, while he was discussing
| the situation with Tim Collins, q message
| came stating that Dorsey desired to see
both Of them at the organization head
| quarters. The message was little peremp-
| tory and did not add to M0Mannis' good hu-
NOR Still, he and his lieutenant prepared
| 70 opey. 1eW yards from the saloon the
tenth ward politicians nief Mrs. o'Neil, ac-
companled by pretty Mollie Grady. for
whom Tim Collins had more than faint
| affection
tho And nd s, did you see whasporsey said about
.ne DaolesF asked Mrs. SO'Neil, stopping
N McMannis. You're good man. Mr.. Nc
| Mannls, and We all lfks you and know
you've you've done what you could to get the rec
tea1lon .h3I pier and other things for the people
IN IN TINS ward. But good man that you are,
there are few votes you Can control In the
| tentn as long as you stick by that Dorsey.
All. don't smile and think the women have
| control when they curse our babies
| Weli' mrs. y Neil, replied McMannis,
| trying to placate the offended mother. II m
loyal to my party, but you will find me
| first
"A moment later he was rejoned by Tim
Collins, who had stopped to speak to
| brown-eyed Mollie
| II asked If she would 90 to the picnic
with me-, observed Tim gloomily. And
she SAID, Are you Dorsey man.? And /
says, suppose am Says she. III go to
no plcnlcs with a fellow who backs up a
can die of the heat
The ward leader and his lieutenant looked
doubt1uily at'eaeh other. Then each under
| stood. McMannis called to Dorsey's mes
| senser, VINO had been waiting across the
| street.
you tell Mr.. Dorsey" said McMannis
| tersely, that Tim and 1 are too busy to
| come now. After election We'll have more
| time"
Dorsey and his adherents were not men
| TO SIT quietly in the face Of impending
| defeat.. They worked desperately; the
| whole influence of the police force and of
| city employees was thrown in favor of the
| organization. Yet each day it was evident
| the once invincible boss was losing ground.
The detection of McMannis and the former
| ly solid organization tenth ward proved
| heavy blow. McMannis and Tim Collins
We're practical politicians and once commit
tea against Dorsey knew it was his political
| IRE or theirs and spared no efforts to
| strengthen the combination against the
| boss. The reform element in the city ac-
CURED new strength. AS election day ap-
preached the feeling grew stronger and
stronger that Dorsey would be beaten. No
man could quite define the subtle change of
sentiment, but every politician knows that
whichever way that vague, almost imper-
ceptible feeling is shown victory goes. And
each day, In big headlines on its first page,
the Express and other organization papers
published the words of the now famous in
terview: Damn the babies They can't
Votet'
oil erection nlSnL the result was practlcal-
~ certain longe before the totals were
known The uptown districts, as had been
expected, voted against Dorsey Then
came scattering districts, slightly in his
favor Then the result in the tenth ward
was announced. 1t was solidly against the
boss BUT when the districts in which the
organization was strongest were counted
Dorsey and his adherents gave up hope.
Instead of an almost straight organization
vote the returns in these districts showed
small majOritieS which would fall far short
of overcoming the vote in the anti-organi-
Zatlon districts and the tenth ward. Then
Dorsey and his lieutenants gave up the
fight, and leaving the organization head
quarters, sought a place where they could
drown their grief and make plans for the
future. Near headquarters Dorsey met
Harry Wendell. The defeated leader looked
at the young lawyer with aEscowl.
You think you beat me, don you?"
erowled the eX-boss. f"You and your re-
formers? Well, you didn't 1 can down
your crowd every time. 1t was the babies
that beat me-