The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1904-03-03
Mr.. Rodney McCune found the note

Mr.. Rodney McCa1ne found the note.
tract between Mr.. McCune and myself.
These papers are an affidavit and
copies Of some records of a street car
company which obtained charter
while Mr.. McCune was in the legisla-
ture. They were sent to me by man
do not know, an anonymous friend of
Mr.. McCune-in fact, a friend he
seems to have lost. On consideration
Of our not printing these papers Mr..
McCune agrees to retire from politics
for good. You understand, if he; ever
lifts his head again politically we pub
l1sh them, and the courts will do the
rest. Now, in case anything should
happen to me-
something will happen to you all
r1ght!' broke out McCune "You can
bank on that, you black
| Come" the editor interrupted not
| unpleasantly. "Why should there be
anything personal in all this? don't
recognize you as my private enemy
not at all-and think you are getting
OH rather easily, aren't you? You keep
out of politics and everything will be
comfortable. You ought never to have
been in it, you see. It's a mistake not
to go square, because in the long run
| somebody is sure to give you away,
like the fellow who sent me these.
| You promise to hold to a strictly pri-
vate ife?"
You're traitor to the party groan-
ed the other; ''but you only waltz
| The editor smiled sadly. ssWait moth
Ing! Don't threaten, man. Go home to
your wife. I'll give you three to one
she'll be glad you are out of it."
It'll give you three to one," said Nc
Cune, that the White Caps will get
you if you stay in Carlow. You want
to look out for yourself, tell you, my
smart boy"
Good day, Mr.. McCune," was the
answer LET me have your note of
withdrawal before you leave town this
afternoon" The young man paused a
moment, then extended his hand as he
said: "Shake hands, won't you? II
haven't meant to be too hard on YOU.
hope things will seem easier and gay
er to you before long, and if-if any
thing should turn up that can do for
you in private way I'll be very glad,
you know. Goodby"
The sound of the Herald's victory
went over the state. The paper came
out regularly. The townsfolk bought
1t, and the farmers drove in for it. Old
subscribers came back. Old adyertis-
ers renewed. The Herald began to sell
n Amo, and Gaines county people sub
bcribed. Carlow folk held up their
heads when journalism was mentioned.
Presently the Herald announced news
connection with Rouen, and with that
and the aid of patent insides'' began
an era of three issues a week, appear
ing on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Satur-
days. The Plattville brass band sere-
naded the editor.
During the second month of the new
regime Of the Herald the working force
Of the paper received an addition. One
night the editor found some barroom
loafers tormenting patriarchal old
man who had a magnificent head and a
grand white beard. He had heen
thrown out Of saloon, and he was
drunk with the drunkenness of three
weeks steady pouring He propped
himself against a. wall and reproved
his tormentors in Latin. stI'm walking
your way, Mr.. Fisbee," remarked the
journalist, hooking his arm into the old
mans. Suppose we leave our friends
here and go home"
Mr.. Fisbee was the one inhabitant Of
the town possessing an unknown past.