The Savannah morning news., 1903-04-12

be very simple. Don't you think there
is only one course to pursue? We Will
advocate no one very energetically, but
we will print as much of the truth
! about Mr.. McCune as we can, with del
icacy and honor, in this case, but, as
understand it, the work is almost all
to be done amongst the delegates. We
shall not mention our plan at all-but
but, when the convention is over, and
he is nominated, we will get out an
extra; and 1 am so confident of YOUR
success that I'll tell you now that the
extra will be ready the night before
| the convention. We will contrive that
Mr.. HAIRLESS shall not receive his copy
of the paper containing the notice of
the change of date, and / think the
chance of his seeing it in any Roua IN
paper may be avoided. That is all, l
/ think"
THANK you," said Heating. THAT
! is certainly the course to follow" Ev-
| cry one nodded, or acquiesced in words;
and Heating and Bence came over to
Helen and engaged her in CONVERSE
| ton. The others began to look about
| for their hats, vaguely preparing to
leave.
"Wait a minute" said the Judge.
| There's no train due just now" And
| Minnie appeared in the doorway with
a big pitcher of crab-apple cider, rich
and amber-hued, sparkling, cold and
redolent of the understanding orchard
where it was born. Behind Miss Bris-
coe came Mildly Upton with glasses
and a fat, shaking, four-storied jelly
cake on a second tray. The judge pass
ed his cigars around. and the gentle
men took them blithely, then hesitat-
ingly held them in their fingers and
glanced at the ladies, uncertain of per-
mission.
Let me get you some Matches
Helen said quickly, and found a box
on the table and handed it to Heating.
Every one sat beaming, and fragrant
wells of smoke soon draped the room.
why do you call her Miss Sher-
wood?'" Boswell whispered in Keat-
ing's ear.
That's her name"
"Ain't she the daughter of that old
fellow over there by the window? Amt
her name Fisbee?"
mo; she's his daughter, but her 1e-
gal names Sherwood; she's an adop-"
Great Scott! l know all about that.
I'd like to know if there's a man.
woman or child in this part of the
country that doesn't. l guess it won't
be Fisbee or Sherwood either very
long. She can easy get a new name,
that lady! And if she took fancy to
Boswell, why, I'm bach"
expect she WON take d fancy TO
Boswell very early" said Heating.
"They say it will be Harkless.'
GO way" returned Mr.. Boswell.
What do you want to say that for?
Can't you bear for anybody to be hap
py a minute or two, now and Them
Warren Smith approached Helen and
inquired if it would be asking too much
if they petitioned her for some music;
so she went to the piano. and sang
Ios f1v.
quaint suggestion of the dialect--two
or three old-fashioned negro melodies
Of Fosters, followed by some rollicking
modern limitations with the movement
and spirit of a tinshop falling down a
fight of stairs. Her audience listened
in delight from the first; but the
latter songs quite overeame them with
pleasure and admiration, and before
she finished, every head in the room
was jogging from side to side, and for
ward and back, in time to the music.
while every foot shuffled the measures
OH the carpet.
When the gentlemen from out of
town discovered that it was time to
leave if they meant to catch their
train Helen called to them to wait,
and they gathered about her.
Just one second" she said, and she
poured all the glasses full TO the brim;
then, standing in the center of the cir
Gle they made around her, she said:
Before you go, shant we pledge
each other to our success in this good,
me-grown Indiana cider, that leaves
our heads clear and our arms strong?
If you will-then-" She began to
blush furiously and her voice trembIed,
but she lifted the glass high over her
head and cried bravely, Here's to
Our Candidate'"
The big men, towering over her.
threw back their heads and quaffed the
gentle liquor to the last drop. Then
they sent up the first shout of the cam
paign, and cheered John Harkless till
the rafters rang.
"My friends" said Mr.. Heating, as
he and Boswell and the men from
Gaines drove away in Judd BENEFITS
omnibus, my friends, here is where
begin the warmest hustling ever did.
I want Harkless, everybody wants
HIM"
ut is a glorious idea" said Mr..
Bence. THE name of HAIRLESS ---''
Heating drowned in the oratory. But
that isn't all. That little girl wants
him to go to Congress, and that set
ties II. He goes"
That evening Minnie and her father
were stroIling up and down the front
walk together, between the lowered
borders.
"Do you give up?" asked the Judge.
I
daughter.
"She hasn't told your
mot yet; she and Mr.. Fisbee left
for the office right after those men
went"
'Havn't you discovered what the
something about politics. she's doing
for him is? Did you understand what
she meant by Our Candidate?"
mot exactly"
Ibid you see her blush when she
proposed that toast?"
YES So would anybody-with all
those men. and their eyes hanging out
on their cheeksl"
Pooh! She got up the whole show.
Do you know why?"
IT only know it's politics"
"Politicsl" He glancer over his
shoulder, and then, leaning toward her,
he said. in low tone: TN tell you
in confidence. Minnie; she's sending
him to Congress!"
All" she cried. triumphantly. eff
she loved him she wouldn't do that,
would she2"
"AIinnle." Briscoe turned upon her