The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1904-09-09
CHAPTER XIII.

ITATi HEN Iruitt arrived in the great,
m bustling passenger depot in At
V lanta 1t was noon. He elbowed
o his way through the squirm.
Ing mass Of human beings to the street
A dozen cabmen yelled at him and ges
ticulated with their whips, but he paid
no heed to them. Seeing a blue coated
policeman on corner, he approached
him.
Gould you tell feller eff he'd be apt
to see the governor at the statehouse
this time O. day?" he asked.
mo; reckon he's out at the man.
sion about now," replied the officer.
TITS dinner time"
"Well, I'll go out thar, then," Truitt
said and turned away. It was q TWEEN.
ty minutes waik through the business
portion of the, city to the executive
mansion on Peachtree street. near the
best known and oldest clubhouse in
the city. The building was q modern
red brick structure standing back from
the street on n well kept lawn, and as
the gaunt mountaineer entered the iron
gate and proceeded up the walk he saw
uniformed negro manservant at the
door.
Il want to see Governor Telfare,"
Truitt said. "Is he about?"
Yes. he's Mt home" the dapper ne
gro replied. ewing Truitt from head to
foot with ,cOntemptuous glance, "but
he don't see nobody this time O. day"
"Oh. that's it" And, to the evident
surprise Of the servant, the mountain
Ger. without removing his broad brim.
mel slouch hat. passed by him into the
hall. 'Well, YOU tell i'm thar's a feller
out here that wants to see i'm, an that
dern quick"
But ] told YOU
idiots You tell i'm what told you.
an be In hurry about itv'
With the whites of his rolling eyes
decidedly In evidence the negro backed
out OF the hail mumbling something
Truitt could not catch. He came back
In minute.
"The governor says he's occupied
Just now an amt at home to nobody.
He was just lyin' down to take n nap.
He won't let nobody disturb i'm at this
time o. day"
'He won't, heyT" Truitt sneered.
"Well, you tell i'm I said man wants
to see i'm that kin beat the hind sights
of'n i'm in the next election ef he
wants to. You tell i'm that a man
wants to see i'm on q matter O. life an
death. Tell i'm that, you black fool.
an see what he'll say"
The negro was absent about three
minutes, and then he came back and
suddenly motioned Truitt to enter the
door on the right of the hall. Telfare
was standing at q green covered writ
ing table and frowned and stared i'm
patiently at Truitt.{ who had not yet
removed his hat.
~ believe I do not recall your face"
he said, extending his hand, 'but /
meet so many friends in going about
over the state. You are Mr.
""Oh, about as common, THANK you
little headache, that's all. How do
You come onr
"T'mfyery well, thank you, but I did
not catch your name"
"Oh, my name? It's Bascom Truitt."
well, Mr.. sTruitt, to be plain, you
must know that I'm a very busy man,
and IL you will tell me right out what
You called to see me about I'll see If we
can get around to 1t. My private Sec
retary usually meets visitors and makes
a note Of what they wish, but he is al
ways out ut lunch at this hour
Truitt laughed. Taking plug of to-
bacco from his pocket. he tore of
piece and put It between his teeth.
Lord bless yore SOUL" he said, "no
private secretary couldn't tend to this
Job fer YOU"
y don't understand you." Telfare