The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1906-08-23

ana left, he crossed lne plalTOfn, lelu-
ing on the editor's arm. At the car
riages there were more greetings.
Stokes and Bentics We're formally pre-
scnted, and the congressman mounted
to a place beside them, whereat the
crowd cheered again, and Stokes and
Bentick looked, if possible, more mis-
cradle than before. They had sneak
ing idea that a show was being made
of them. Ryder took his place in the
second carriage. with Cap Roberts and
the Hon. .Jeb Burrows, and the process
sion moved off uptown to the hotel, pre-
coded by the band playing Il lively tive
step out of tune and followed by a
troop of bare legged urchins.
| After supper the statesman was SER
enatled by the band, and little later
the members of the Young Mems Ken
yon club. attired in cotton flannel uni
| FORMS marched across. from the Her
aid Office to escort him to the rink,
where he was to speak. He appeared
radiant in Pria.e Albert and a shiny
| tile and boutonniere, this time lean
| ing on the arm of Mr.. Stokes, to the
huge disgust of that worthy mechanic,
who did not know that Il statesman
had to lean on somebody's arm. 1t is
hoary tradition, and yet it had a GER
tain significance, too, if it We're meant
to indicate that Kenyon couldn't keep
straight unless be was propped
A wave of titful enthusiasm swept
the assembled crowd, and MIR. Stokes
youngest son, Samuel, aged six, burst
into tears. no one knew why, and was
led out of the press by an elder broth
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 eN-
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 We're 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 a
truly inspiring moment.
Since an early hour of the evening
the people had been gathering at the
rink. 1t 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 at a
quarter to s, when Il fleet courier ar
rived With the gratifying news that the
and that Kenyon was riding with his
hat off and in familiar discourse with
Stokes and Benticl.
4 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 Il popular character. 1t was
map of the United States in tobacco
juice OH 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 stunned extremes. Next
the band filed into the balcony and was
laborously 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 il
subsidized the editor stepped to the front
Of the stage. With words that halted
for the experience was a new one, ht
. introduced the guest of the evening.
, 1t was generally agreed afterwart
} that it had been Il great privilege t.
hear Kenyon. No one knew exactly
: minor consideration. The congress
. man was we'll on toward the end of hi.
, speech and had reached the local situu
ton, which he was handling in wha
the Herald subsequently described Il:
"a mastery fashion, cool, logical anC
convincing" when Oakley wandered il
and, unobserved, took Il seat near TIL,
door. He glanced about him glumly
I There had been time when these PEG
/ 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 ia
: down near the stage and at the othe
4 side of the building was nodding an,
smiling at him. 1t was DR.. Emory
a Mrs. Emory and Constance We're wit
t him. Dan caught the fine outline o
e the latter's profile. She was smiling
! an amused smile. 1t was her first pc
e litic;ll meeting, and she was finding
g quite as funny as Ryder had said
t would be.
Dan listened idly, hearing only
l. word now and then. At length ser
n tence reused him. The speaker wa
/ advising the men to stand for thei
Z rights. He rose hastily and turned t
/ leave. He had heard enough, but som