The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1906-09-19

where he was to speak. He appeared
radiant in Prince Albert and shiny
tile and O boutonniere, this time lean
ing on the arm of Mr.. Stokes, to the
huge disgust Of that worthy mechanic,
who did not know that a statesman
had to lean on somebody's arm. 1t II
hoary tradition, and yet 1t had GER
tain Significance, too, IL 1t were meant
to indicate that Kenyon couldn't keep
straight unless he was propped.
A wave of fitful enthusiasm swept
the assembled crowd, and Mr.. Stokes
youngest sou, Samuel, aged six, burst
into tears, no one knew why, and was
led out of the press by an elder broth
er. who alternately slapped him and
wiped his nose on his cap.
Mr.. Kenyon, smiling his unwearied.
mirthless smile, seated himself in his
carriage. Mr.. Ryder, slightly bored
and wholly cynical, followed his ex-
ample. Mr.. Stokes and Mr.. Bentick,
perspiring and abject and looking for
all the world like two criminals. drop
ped dejectedly into the places assigned
them. Only Cap Roberts and the Hon.
Jeb Barrows seemed entirely at ease.
They were campaign fixtures. The
band emitted harmony destroying
crash, while Mr.. Jimmy Smith, the
drum major, performed sundry Devil
dering passes with his gilt staff. The
Young Mems Kenyon club fell over
its own feet into line and the process
sion started for the rink. 1t was
truly inspiring moment
Since an early hour Of the evening
the people had been gathering at the
rink. It was also the opera house,
where during the winter months an
occasional repertory company appeared
In EAST Lynne" "The New Magdalen"
or Tom Robertson's Caste"
The place was two-thirds full st
quarter to s. when q iaeet courier n
rived with the gratifying news that the
procession was just leaving the square
and that Kenyon was riding with his
hat off and in familiar discourse with
Stokes and Bentick
Presently out Of the distance drifted
the first strains of the band. A little
later Cap Roberts and the Hon. Jeb
Barrows appeared on the makeshift
stage from the wings. There was
an applausive murmur, for the Hon.
Jeb was popular character. 1t was
said of him that he always carried
man Of the United States in tobacco
fuice on his shirt front. He was bottle
nosed and red faced. No man could
truthfully say he had ever seen him
drunk, nor had any one ever seen him
sober. He summed extremes. Next
the band filed into the balcony and was
laboriously sweating its way through
the national anthem when Kenyon and
Ryder appeared. followed by the
wretched Stokes and Bentick. A burst
Of applause shook the house. When 1t
subsidized the editor stepped to the front
of the stage. With words that halted,
for the experience was new one. he
introduced the guest Of the evening.
1t was generally agreed afterward
that it had been a great privilege to
hear Kenyon. No one knew exactly
what 1t was all about, but that was
minor consideration. The congress
man was well on toward the end Of his
speech and had reached the local situa-
ton, which he was handling In what
the Herald subsequently described as
"a mastery fashion, cool, logical and
convincing" when Oakley wandered In
and, unobserved, took seat near the
door. He glanced about him glumly.
There had been time when these peo-
pie had been. in their way, his friends.
Now those nearest him even avoided
looking in his direction. At last he be-
came conscious that some one far
down near the stage and at the other
side Of the building was n0dding and
smiling at him. 1t was DIR. Emory.
Mrs. Emory and Constance were with
him. Dan caught the fine outline Of
the latter's profile. She was smiling
an amused smile. 1t was her first po-
litical meeting. and she was finding 1t
quite as funny as Ryder had said 1t
would be.
Dan listened idly, hearing only .
word now and then. At length q SEN
tence reused him. The speaker was
duNlSlnS TIC kuCu " StuuO LUZ S0NG
rights. He rose hastily and turned to
leave. He had heard enough. but some
one cried out, Here's Oakley!" and In
stantly every one In the place was
staring at him.
Kenyon took step nearer the foot
lights. Either he misunderstood or
else he wished to provoke an argument
for he said. with slippery civility: II
shall be pleased to listen to Mr.. Oak
ley's side Of the question. This II q
free country. and don't deny him or
any man the right to express his views.
The fact that am unalterably oppos-
ed to the power he represents Ii no bar
to the expression here Of his opinion"
Oakley's face was crimson. He
paused irresolutely. He saw tho jeer
on Ryder's lips. and the desire pos
sessed him to tell these people what
fools they were to listen to the cheap.
lungy patriotism of the demagogue on
the stage.
He rested a hand ON the back Of the