The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-12-11

of the expedition.
 'By the gods. this unconstitutional | gag looks like hullybub to me- broke 1 in Ashton after he had reviewed the | confusion over the entire State which was the direct result of the rapid grind 1 of the Solon.
 Still there may something In It," ] continued he, and I'm goin' to look in- | to the rot. From what I read in teh | paper a man can't cuss his servant for pickin' important papers off the floor and storm 'em away without bein' un- constitutional"
 I've been mighty slow these days. anyhow" Ashton went on in half reprimand that was uncommon with
 him. Seems this thunder's been goin' on for some time. l thought Tony Rutherford acted mighty strange yes- terday when I passed him. He told me bout his house bein' burglarized and
 the rascal totin' off all his leave-over , supper and cuttin' the biggest sweet potato he could find before he left to make it look like Tony With a sort of quizzical look Ashton talked on to his quiet friend: Well. I asked i'm what was he goin' to do | bout 1t. I thought that was natural, | and he kinder sarcastic up and said he wasn't goin' to do nothin, it was un- constitutional, cause the rogue didn't give him s'ficient notice. Sides, says ole Rutherford, he didn't show his card to the marshal either.
 The old shoemaker of Waller told F. his companion of this conversation | with spirit of resentment
 resentment because somebody had
 neglected to tell him beforehand of the epidemic of .unconstitutionalities
 then raging throughout thS State. He grew more choleric than ever and ex- J pressed himself so to Bonner as he re- | called the foolish salutations of many 1 of his Waller acquaintances early that | morning. Good morning. Ash, are you l unconstitutional?"
 He could now hardly keep from re- garding those salutations as taunts and gibes thrown at him as if he were re- | sponsible for the shortcomings of the Legislature. But he would spare these scorners until he could find out who
 was the local representative of whom the gory locks of the con- This one Solon was never so important in Ashton's mind as he was that day. What was Ashton to do when he verified the name of the Legislator? Vent his rage upon the negligent, i'm competent, villianous knave" who had let the dispensary bill through with out stopping the constitutional leaks? Would he do violence or counsel tudg- ment? Ashton could not answer the question himself. He was not taken up with this problem. All his energies were now concentrated on the curiosity of finding out the man.
 It was midday when the Waller pair rode into Beerburg. Rolling out of his seat Ashton tied his mare to a sapling in a small pine grove just back of the dispensary. Both hurried to the liquor shop. They hoped to find plenty doin' !" in the way of politics, both shirred and scrambled. since the recent shake-up Ashton climbed the worn wooden steps in jiffy nearly jostling Bonner off to the ground 'Boose" Milligan, the dis penser, was the first man Ashton ad dressed.
 What's all this talk bout the dis pensary." asked the political watch dog of the community. As he spoke he di- | rected an almost savage gaze at the man behind the counter. The latter assimilated the gaze and replied: Well, looks like the shop will go up the spout from all can hear" The res ignation of the speaker augured disas- ter whether 1t was ahead or not. We've been looking for Col. Moran for the last two days to come here from Waller to tell us something aboHt this plug-hat Judge Warner saying that we must quit business and take to the tim bers because something about the law ain't right or constitutional or some such tommyrot. We've carried 1t to the Supreme Court, though, and there's a chance yet for you to get your old eye openers at the same old stand"
 "What does Col Moran know ahOnf
 it?" anxiously inquired Ashton.
 why, he's the man who introduced
 the bill He's our representative, didn't
 you know" replied the dispenser who
 was suddenly stopped by exclamations
 of his ferocious nearer.
 "Col. Moran Confound i'm, and me
 fixin' his shoes! Where's he now? I'd
 love to jest get hold-ignoramus Don't
 know how to hedge a cabbage patch
 much less a dispensary! I might've
 known 1t was him."
 Ashton's oounfenapce now livid with
 rage was frightful to look upon as he
 uttered these generations. oaths were
 ripped out bounteously He grew in-
 disnant over the preposterous nerve of
 the old justice of the peace to stay in
 Waller. He was sure the forsaken beat
 committeeman dared not visit Beerburg
 during these stormy times unless he
 could give satisfactory explanations of
 the work of the General Assembly.
 It has always been regarded as an-
 omalous that Ashton laid all the blame
 for the impending catastrophe at Col
 Monran's door. Why hadn't he heaped
 up his calumnies on Lee Anderson and
 Jim Milligan, the lawyers, for institut-
 Ing the quo warranto proceedings
 against the boozorium Commissioners
 on their own initiative? The only req
 son for 1t seems to have been that in-
 bred notion Ashton had, that the rep-
 resentative in a Legislative body was
 responsible for all evil and corruption.
 IT crops were failure one year there was an agricultural defect in the Legfs-
 lature's work. But as this idea thrived In Ashton's Saxon mind, he had. like
 the majority of the fellow -townsmen.
 let slip from his mind the name of the
 Covent representative.
 But since the menace to the dispen-
 sary had become manifest to Ashton
 he naturally resorted to the cordial of
 fortitude. He lost little time in buy-
 ing just quart, Bonner ever standing
 nF ms side endorsed the deal. In fact,
 this silent pal of Ashton's didn't care
 IT some more quo warrantos were com
 ing if only they would bring Ashton
 10 A'eerburg three times instead of twice a week
 The shoe makers horror and ama5e-
 ment at the identity of the Covent rep- resentative welted into melancholy as 1 ne and Bonner started back to Waller The gloom was intensified when he cast
 parting wistful glance at the shabby tHa 1F