The Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1903-1909, 1906-12-11

United States senate, How that rang
in the ears of the mortified alderman
from the Ninth ward,
He could scarcely hope for election,
but, although his party was in the mi
nOrity there was the hope he felt,
and he was encouraged by the charm
ing widow whom he believed was the
most wonderful woman in the world.
Then to be the candidate for such an
office, 1t was more than he ever had
hoped in his widest ambitions.
Then | am to accept he asked
the fair Sylvia, who had dropped into
his Office as she often did just now.
Accept! My dear alderman! How
can you think of anything else? |
shall be SO proud Of my friend, United
States Senator Saunders And she
gave a delicious little laugh of joy.
The alderman looked at her earnest
ly, That morning he had read long
article in his fayorite paper to the eff
feet that men married too young; that
the woman a man admired at 20 was
not his choice at so With such a
woman by his side, nothing would be
impossible Then he pulled himself
together. He was a man of honor,
and although he felt he had made
mistake in his marriage, he would be
true in every sense of the word, In
addition, this lady was womanly per
lection and purity.
There is no hope of an election"
he said slowly.
who knows? | came to tell you
something Accept, and | will go to
the capital and work for you And
she clapped her little hands.
You will?' he asked, his eyes rest
ing upon her flushed face.
Work as hard as | can she re-
sponded
But, Sylvia the women you will
encounter" he said, hesitatingly. He
hated to mention them to her
In this case the end will justify my
means Just trust me- And, with a
bright smile she fluttered from his
office. She had habit of doing that.
Staying just long enough for him to
overcome his awe of her and then
vanishing, always leaving behind that
delicate perfume he had grown to as
sociate with her.
The months had swung around until
it was time for the gathering of the
two houses at the capital. According
to the election, Alderman Saunders
party was slightly in the majority and
it was an honor to be a candidate for
the office. In this case it was decided
ly a bare honor, for the party was
poor and it's choice was poorer. Sud
denly, the party gathered together suf-
ficient funds and the war was on.
The boss had been keeping in the
background. He did not desire it
known that every man on his party
ticket was his.
I'm thinking of retiring to private
life" he would say, smiling as ever,
when questioned. Il have done yeo-
man service to the party for years and
and it is time for me to go to the
backwoods.
No one who knew him was fooled,
however In fact, one of the news
paper boys winked and whispered to
another newspaper representative:
Rot! You just put up your last
PUNK that when that wise old guy
gives out such dope he's laying his
wires all the deeper Backwoods for
HIM"
Guess you've hit it, all right, all
right grinned the other, but both
went with the boss to the nearest sa-
loon. Nothing ever was said against
him, except in an undertone, AS one
of the boys said
The boss is too good about passes,
taking care Of the fellows out of
job and such things for any of us to
kick, even if we have to do others dirt
now and then to suit him"
OF course, though, he went to the
capital.
Just to see the fun he explained,
dispensing cigars right and left, upon
his arrival.
However, 1t might have been no.
ticed that this man who said he was
yearning for the simple life was pres
ent whenever anything important was
going on, and that nothing was doing
until he gave the signal.
All of this was noticed by the news
paper boys, and as they clustered
about, during the wrangling over the
speaker, one of them said, carelessly:
Mark my word, the boss friend
goes in as speaker" And he did, and
then, after some preliminary business,
the houses came to the important mat
ter of electing United States sena-
tor in Joint session.
Alderman Saunders is getting a
hustle on himself" these newspaper
men noted, but they gathered at his
headquarters, where he had estab-