Courier Democrat., 1904-11-10
"Here,a to our candfdat. !,

Here's to our candtd0tc.
not receive his copy or the paper con-
tanning the notice of the change OF
date, and think the chance of his sec
ing 1t in any Rouen paper may be
avoided. That is all. think
Thank you" said Heating. THAT IS
certainly the course to follow
Every one nodded or acquiesced j.
words. and Keating and Bence came
over to Helen and engaged her in con
versation. The others began to look
about for their hats. vaguely preparing
to leave.
wait 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 sweet smelling orchard
where it was born. Behind Miss Bris-
coe came Mildly Upton with glasses and
a fat. shaking, four storied jelly cake
on second tray. The judge passed
his cigars around. and the gentlemen
took them blithely, then hestitatingly
held them in their fingers and glanced
at the ladies. uncertain Of permission.
"Let me get you some matches"
Helen said quickly. and found q box
on the table and handed them to keat-
ing. Every one sat beaming. and fra
grant veils 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:"
NO; she's his daughter, but her legal
names Sherwood. She's an adop''-
Great Scott. know all about that.
I'd like to know if there's a man. wo-
man or child in this part of the coun-
try that doesn't. l guess it won't be
Fisbee or Sherwood either very long.
She can easy get new name. that
| lady. And if she took fancy to Bcs-
well. why, I'm a BACH
| II expect she won't take fancy to
Boswell very early" said Heating.
go way" returned Mr. Boswell.
What do you want to say that for:
Can't you bear for anybody to be hap.
py minute or two now and rhen:'
Warren Smith approached Helen and
inquired if it would be asking too much
il they pedtioned her for some music
and she went to the piano and sang
some darky songs for them. with a
quaint suggestion of the dialect. Two
or three Ole fashioned negro melodies
Of Foster. followed by some rollicking
modern limitations, with the movement
and spirit of tin shop falling down a
flight Of stairs Her audience listened
in delight from the first. But the latter
songs quite overcame them with pleas.
ure and admiration. and before she I'm
ished every head in the room was jog
| ging from side to side and forward
and back in time to the music. While
every foot shuf11ed the measures on the
carpet
When the gentlemen from out of
town discovered that 1t was time to
leave If they meant to catch their train
Helen called to them to wait, and they
gathered around her.
Just one second,' she said And she
poured all the glasses full to the brinl.
Then, as she stood in the center of tie
circle they made around her. she said:
Before you 60 shan't we pledge
each other to our success in this good
home grown Indiana cider that leaves
our heads clear and our arms suons:
II you will-then''- So began TO
blush furiously, anG ..e: voice treni-
bled. but she lifted ,la e:,s: high over
her head and cried brav,l:. 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
campaign and cheered till the rafters
rang.
MY friends" said Mr. Heating as be
and Boswell and the men from Gaines
drove away from the brick house-.my
friends, here is where begin the
warmest hustling l ever did. Now, /
guess we all think this is a great
plan
ut is a glorious idea said Mr..
Bence. "The name of Hairless
Keating drowned the oratory: "Bu,
that isn't all. That little girl wants il
to succeed, and that settles it, He
goes"
That night Mr.. Parker. at work in
the printing Office. perceived the figure
Of Mr.. Tipworthy beckoning him uys.
teriously from the pavement
What's the matter Buddie:'
Listen. She's singin' over her work. -
Parker stepped outside. On the pave
ment people had stopped to listen,
They stood in the shadow, looking nm
with parted lips at the open, lighted
windows whence came a clear. soft
reaching voice, lifted inehably in song.
Now 1t swelled louder unconsciously
now its volume was more slender. and
1t melted llquidly into the night: again
It trembled and rose and dwelt n the
ear. strong and pure. and bearing It