Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-08-06

believed? The more distinguished the cour-
tier the greater his necessity to exaggerate
his royal master-or mistress-to others and
to himself.
Dominick forged on: Somebody's got to
lead. and the leaders got to be obeyed
Otherwise what becomes of the party?
Why it goes to h. and we've got an
archy."
This was terse. pointed, plausible - the
stereOtyped machine argument. l nodded
emphatcally.
Ben Glass;" he proceeded, believes in
discipline and organization and leadership
only when they're to elect him to a fat job
He wants to use the party. but when the
party wants service in return, up goes Mr.
Cass snout and tail, and off he lopes He's
what 1 call cast iron" I shall omit
the vigorous phrase wherein he summarized
Cass. His vocabulary was not large: he
| therefore frequently resorted to the garbage
barrel and the muck heap for missiles.
/ showed in my face my scorn for the
Cass sort of selfshness and INSTRUMENTATION.
THE leader has all the strings in his hand"
said l. Hes the only one who can judge
what must be done. He must be trusted
and obeyed.'
II see you've got the right stuff in you.
young man." said Domnick heartily 80
you want the job?'
/ hesitated-I was thinking of him. of his
bestial tyranny, and of my self-respect, I'M
sulied, but also interrupted, heretofore;
He scowled do you, or don't your
Yes said II was thinking of the debts
and mother and Betty. Eyes. indeed; I'd
esteem 1t a great honor, and I'd be grateful
to you" If / had thrust myself overhead
into a sewer I should have felt less vile
than | dia as my fears and longings uttered
those degrading words.
He grunted "Well, We'll see. Tell the
boys a. the other table to come back" He
nodded dismissal and gave me that moist,
strong grip again.
AS / went toward the other table each
man there had hand round his glass in
readiness for the message of recall l men
tally called the roll-wealth, responsibility,
honor. all on their knees before Dominick,
each with his eye upon the branch of the
plum tree that bore the kind of fruit he
fancied And / wondered how they felt
insde-for was then ignorant of the great
foundation truth of practical ethics. that
| mans conscience is not the producer, but
the product of his career.
Fessenden accompanied me to the door.
"The old mans in h of humor to-
night" said he His wifes caught on to
q little game he's been up to- and she's the
only human being he's afraid OF. She
came In here one night and led him out by
the ear. What fool man is to marry
when there's q chance of running into
mess like that! But-you made hit Win
him. Besides. he needs you. Your fam
lily" Buck checked himself. feeling that
drink was making him voluble.
"Hes strong man, isn't her said 1; "a
born leader"
"Middleweight champion in his day" re-
piled Fessenden. He can still knock out
anybody in the organization In one round.
Goodnight and thank you." said l. SO
went my way, not elated, but utterly de-
pressed-more depressed than when won
the first case In which / knew my clients
opponent was in the right and had lost only
because I outgeneraled his stupid lawyer.
was like most of the sons and daughters
of the vigorous families of the earnest.
deeply religious early west. an idealist by
inheritance and by training: but suppose
any young man. however practical. must
feel shock when he begins those COM
promises between theoretical and practical
right which are part of the daily routine
| of active life. and without which active life
| is impossible.
I had said nothing to my mother, be-
cause did not wish to raise her hopes-or
her objections now decided to be silent
' until the matter -h"1ld be settled. The