The morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1899-1930, 1905-07-30
"Here,s Q o,lr canlldate Z,

Here's 20 our candidate r.
is only one course to pursuei We will
advocate no one very energetically. but
we will print as much OF the truth
about Mr.. McCune as we can, with del.
icacy and honor. in this case: but as I
understand Il the work is almost all TO
be done among the delegates. We shall
not mention our plan at all. and we
will contrtve that Mr.. Harkless shall
not receive his copy Of the paper con-
tanning the notice OF the change OF
date and think the chance OF his see
Ing 1t In any R0uen paper may be
avoided. That 10 all, think"
Thank you" said Heating. THAT Ia
certainly the course TO follow"
Every one nodded or acqulesced in
words. and Keating and Bence came
over to Helen and engaged her In con
versation. The others began to look
about for their bats, vaguely preparing
to leave.
Walt a minute" said the Judge.
There's no train due Just now" And
Minnie appeared In the doorway with
q big pitcher Of crab apple cider. rich
and amber hued, sparkling, cold and
redolent OF the sweet smelling orchard
where II was born. Behind Miss Bris-
coe came Mildly Upton with glasses and
a Tat. shaking. four storied jelly cake
on second tray. The Judge passed
his cigars around, and the gentlemen
took them bllthely, 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 box
on the table and handed them to Keat.
Ing. Every one sat beaming, and fra
grant wells OF smoke soon draped the
room.
"Why do you call her Miss Sher-
wood'g' Boswell whispered In Keat.
lng's ear.
That's her name"
"Ain't she the daughter Of that old
fellow over there by the Window Amt
ner name ttsDeeg
mo: she's his daughter. but her legal
names Sherwood. She's an adop"-
Great Scott! know all about that.
I'd like to know II there's a man, wo-
man or child in this part OF the coun-
try that doesn't. | guess 1t won't be
Fisbee or Sherwood either very long.
She can easy get new name, that
lady. And II she took fancy to Bos-
well, why. I'm a BACH
II expect she won't take a fancy TO
Boswell very early" said Keating.
"Go way" returned Mr.. Boswell.
"What DO you want to say that forl
Cau't you bear for anybody to be hap
py minute or two now and thenT
Warren Smith approached Helen and |
inquired IL II would be asking too much |
II they petltioned her for some music,
and she. went to the plano and sang
some darky songs for them, with
quaint suggestion OF the dialect. Two |
or three old fashioned negro melodies |
Of Foster followed by some rolllcklng |
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 shuffled the measures on the
carpet,
When the gentlemen from out OF
town discovered that 1t was time to
leave itthey 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 brlm.
Them as she stood in the center Of the
circle they made around her, she sald:
Before you so shan't we pledge
each other to our success In this good
home grown Indiana cider that leaves
sur heads clear and cur arms strongf
II you will-then"- She began to
blush furlously. and her voice treln.
bled, but she lifted the glass high over
her head and cried bravely, Heres to
bur candidateg
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