The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1906-08-22

| unheard of energy In promoting Ken
yon's interest. OF course he expected
to derive certain very substantial bene-
man had made him endless promises,
and Ryder saw, or thought he saw, his
| way clear to leave Antioch In the near
future. For two days he had been
| saying, "Mr. Brown. shake hands with
Congressman Kenyon" or. "Mr. Jones.
| I want you to know Congressman Ken
yon. the man we must keep at WASH
ington."
He had marveled at the speed with
which the statesman got down to flrst
names. Mr.. Kenyon said modestly
when Griff commented on this that his
methods were moderately were cer.
tainly vulgar.
II guess I'm going to give 'em run
for their money. Ryder. I can see I'm
doing good work here. There's nothing
like being on the ground yourself"
1t was characteristic of him that he
should ignore the work Ryder had done
In his behalf.
You are an inspiration, Sam. The
people know their leader" said the ed
itor genially, but with touch of sar-
casm that was lost on Kenyon, who
took himself quite seriously.
Yes, sir. They'd "a done me dirt"
feelingly, "but am on my own range
now and ready to pull Off my coat and
light for what's due me-"
They were seated before the open
door. which looked out upon the square.
Kenyon was chewing nervously at the
end Of an unlit cigar which he held be-
tween his fingers. when the nomina.
ton Is made guess the other fellow
will discover I amt been letting the
grass grow In my path" He spat out
over the doorslll into the street.
whats that you were just telling me
about the HuckleberryT"
This new manager of C0rnish's il
going to make the road pay, and he's
going to do it from the pockets Of the
employees" said Ryder, with dis
gruntled air, for the memory Of his In
terview with Dan still ranked.
THAT amt bad either. You know
The general was big contributor to
his campaign fund"
Ryder hitched his chair nearer his
companions.
IF there's a cut in wages at the
shops. and | suppose that will be the
next move, there's bound to be lot of
bad feeling"
"Well. don't forget we are for the
people," remarked the congressman,
and he winked slyly.
Ryder smiled cynlcally.
II shan't. | have 1t In for the mana
ger anyhow"
whats wrong with himy"
"Oh. nothing. but whole lot" an
swered Griff. with apparent indifter.
ence
1t was late In the afternoon, and the
men from the car shops were begin.
ming to struggle past. going IN the d.
rection Of their various homes. Pres
emily Roger Oakley strobe heavily by,
with his tin dinner pail on his arm.
Otherwise there was nothing, either in
his dress or appearance, to indicate
that he was one OF the hands. As he
still lived at the hotel with Dan, he
felt 1t necessary to exercise a certain
care in the matter Of dress. As he
came into view the congressman swept
him with casual scrutiny; then. as
the old man plodded ON up the street
with deliberate step, Kenyon rose from
his chair and stood in the doorway
gazing after him.
Whats the matter, Samw asked
Ryder, struck by his friends manner.
"Whs was that old man who Just
went pastT
THAT? Oh, that's the managers IA
Their! Why?'
well, he looks most awfully like
some one else, that's ALL" And he APP
peared to lose interest.
mo. he's old man Oakley. He works
In the Shops"
Oakley"
Yes, that's his name. whyw curl
ously.
How long has he been here, any.
howY"
"A month perhaps; maybe longer.
Do you know him?'
1--WE seen him before. A cousin Of
mine. John Kenyon. Is warden Of q
prison back in Massachusetts,. It runs
in the blood to hold Office. l visited
him last winter. and while was there
fire broke out In the hospital ward,
and that old man had hand in saving
the lives of two or three of the pa
tients. The beggars came within an
ace Of losing their lives. I saw aftsr-
ward by the papers that the governor
had pardoned him."
Ryder jumped up with sudden alac.
rity.
DO you remember the convict;s full
name"
Kenyon meditated a moment; then
he said:
Roger Oakley"
The editor turned to the nles oe the
Herald.
I'm just look back and soe Y rs
the same name. I've probably got Il
here among the personals. II l can only
fnd It. What was he imprisoned foef'