The Minneapolis journal., 1902-08-26
The Gentleman From Indiana
By BOOTH TaRK1WGToN
Copyright by Doubleday g. Mcclure Co., 1899.

of the American Is adaptability, and both
were sprung from pioneers whose means
of life depended on that quality.
There are, here and there, excrescent
individuals who, through stock decadence,
or their inability to comprehend repub-
lican> conditions, are not assimilated by
the body Of the country; but many Of
these are imports, while others are ex-
ports. Our foreign-born agitators now
and then find themselves removed by
the police to institutions Of routine, while
the romantic innocents who set up crests
In the face of an unimpressionable de-
! mocracy are apt to be lured by their own
curious ambitions, or those Of their wom-
en-folk, to spend a great part Of their
time in or about the villas of Albion thus
paid for its perf1dy; and, although the an
archists and the bubbe-hunters make
| noise it Is enormously out of proportion
| to their number, which is relatively very
small, and neither the imported nor the
| exported article can be taken as charac-
teristic Of our country. For the American
| is one who soon fits any place. or into any
| shaped hole in America where you can
set him down. It may be that without
going so far as to suggest the halls of the
| great and good and rich, one might men,
| tion a number of houses Of entertainment
| for man and beast in this country, in
| which Mr.. Martin of the Plattville Dry
Goods Emporium would find himself little
| If Mr.. Martin were given his choice Of
| being burned to death, or drowned, or of
| spending a month at the most stupendous
| ly embellished tavern located in our pos
! sessions, and supposing him to have chos-
| en- the third alternate, 1t Is probable that
| he would have grown almost accustomed
| to his surroundings before he died; and
| If he survived the month, we may even
| fancy him really enjoying moments Of
| conversation with the night-clerks.
| AS Mr.. Parker observed, Miss Sherwood
did not do the grand duchess, giving the
! Carlow tenants a treat. She felt no duch-
ess symptoms within herself, and
| though, Of course, she had various man.
ners tucked away to wear as one suits
garments to occasions - and 1t was a
| Rouen party gown" wherewith she chose
| to abash poor John Harkless at their
meeting-here in Carlow, she was wom-
| an of affairs, lively, shrewd, engaging,
| capable; she was herself (at least she was
| that side Of herself.) And it should be
| explained that Harkless had based his
| calumny regarding the tariff on a para
graph or two that crept inadvertently into
an otherwise statesmanlike article, and
| that III. Frisbee" understood the tariff
as we'll as any woman who ever lived. But
the tariff inspired no more articles from
| that pen.
| Rodney McCune had lifted his head, and
| those who had followed his stricken
enemy felt that the cause was lost, with
| out the leader. The old ring that the
Herald had crushed was ring once more,
and the heelers had rallied-"the boys
done quietly, and Holloway was al
| ready beaten, and beaten badly.
John Harkless lay sick, and Rodney Nc
| Cune would sit in congress, for the nom
nation meant election. But one day the
Earkless forces, demoralized, broken,
| almost hopeless, woke up to find that they
! had a leader. Many Of them were con-
tent with the belief that this was a young
lawyer named Keating, who had risen up
| in Arno; but Mr.. Keating himself had a
different impression
Helen was little nervous, and very
much excited, over the political confer
ence at Judge Briscoe's. She planned 1t
with careful diplomacy, and arranged the
details with fine sense Of the drama tic.
There was a suggestion she desired to
have made in this meeting, which she
wished should emanate from the Amo and
Gaines county people, instead Of proceed
ing from Carlow-for she thought it bet
ter to make the outsiders believe heI
| idea of inspiration of their own-so she
made a little comedy and provided fol
Briscoe's entrance at an effective mo-
ment The judge was a substantial in
tiuence, strong in the councils of his party
| when he chose to be; and though of late
years he had contented himself with vot-
ing at the polls, every one knew what
weight he carried when he saw fit to be-
stir himself.
| When he entered the parlor, he found
| the politicians in a state of subdued ex-
element. Helen sat by the window, blush
Ing, and talking eagerly to old Fisbee
One of the gentlemen from Gaines
county was walking about the room ex-
claiming, "A glorious conception! A glor.
1ous conceptfon!'' addressing the bric-a-
brac, apparently. (He thought the con.
ception his own.) Mr.. Martin was tug.
ging at his beard and whispering to Land.
is and Horner, and the two Amo mer
were consulting In a corner, but as the
Judge came in, one Of them turned ant
said loudly, That's the man.
What man am I Keating?" asked Bris
coe cheerily.
/. I'VE better explain, guess" answered
the other; and turning to his compatriot
"You tell him, Boswell"
"Well-it's this way said Boswell
, and came at once to an awkward pause
turning aside sheepishly and unable t.
proceed.
$50 that's the way Of it, is t." said tn,
old gentleman.
Helen laughed cheerfully, and looked
about her with a courageous and encour
J aging eye. 1T Is embarrassing, she said
Judge Briscoe, we are contemplating {
piece Of the blackest treachery ant
} chicanery We are going to give Mr.
Fialloway the-the go-by! The embar
rassment fell away, and everybody begar
to talk at once.
. ITO be continued Tomorrow