Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1907-08-22

against Dorsey. He's gone up, and 90
are we unless
UNLESS what?" inquired McMannis
sharply.
"Unless we break away from him."
answered Collins sullenly.
Break from the party? l w
thought to hear you say any such a
thing.
Young Wendell must have put up
the Job to get Dorsey in a hole" de-
clared McMannis angrily. "And he's
put Tom McMannis and Tim Collins in
just as bad a one"
"Tll stand by you, whatever you do"
neither of us can get a job on a city
wagon in the Tenth ward. There's too
many babies"
And Tim Collins departed, cursing
the folly Of Dorsey.
The extra edition of the Express had
been issued shortly after noon, and by
8 o'clock it seemed as if most Of the
men and every woman in the ward had
seen a copy Of the paper.
ITO think Of him saying that about
the babies," said Mrs. O'Neil, the moth
er Of the fat Johnnie. "And the poor
darlints almost persisted with the heat.
On the babies,' because they can't
vote, is it? Oh, but 1 wish the women
had a vote. We'd show Mr.. Dorsey
what it meant"
And the sentiments Of Mrs. O'Neil
were forcibly echoed by all the women
present.
All that afternoon the local bench
men Of McMannis visited his saloon.
Each gloomily condemned the impru-
dence of Dorsey, and each, at first
timidly and then more boldly, suggest
ed to McMannis that it was absolutely
necessary for the Tenth ward to rebel
against the rule of the boss. But Nc
to the organization, hesitated to de-
clare against it. Early that evening
while he was discussing the situation
with Tim Collins q message came stat
Ing that Dorsey desired to see both of
them at the organization headquarters.
The message was a little peremptory
and did not add to McMannis' good hui
NOR. Still he and his lieutenant pre-
pared to obey. A few yards from the
saloon the Tenth ward politicians met
Mrs. O'Neil, accompanied by pretty
Mollie Grady, for whom Tim Collins
had more than a faint affection.
And did you see what Dorsey said
about the babies?" asked Mrs. O'Neil,
stopping McMannis. you're a good
man, MI. McMannis, and we all like
you and know you've done what you
could to get the recreation pier and
other things for the people in this
ward, but good mar that you are there
are few votes you can control in the
Tenth as long as you stick by that
Dorsey"
"Well, Mrs. O'Neil," replied McMan-
mis-, trying to placate the offended
mother, "Im loyal to my party, but
you will find me looking out for the
Tenth, my WI ward, first"
A moment later be was rejoined by
Tim Collins, who had stopped to speak
to brown eyed Mollie.
81 asked her if she would go to the
picnic with me-" observed Tim gloom
lily, "and she said, Are you a Dorsey
man? And says, L suppose 1 am
Says she, I'll go to no picnics with a
fellow who backs up a man that curses
little babies and says they a die Of
the heat"
The ward leader and his lieutenant
looked doubtfully at each other. Then
each understood. McMannis called to
Dorsey's messenger, who had been
waiting across the street.
"You tell Mr.. Dorsey" said McMau-
mis- tersely, that Tim and I are too
busy to come now. After election
We'll have more time"
Dorsey and his adherents were not
men to sit quietly in the face Of i'm
pending defeat. They worked desper-
ately; the whole influence Of the po-
lice and of city employees was thrown
in favor Of the organization. Yet each
day it was evident the once invincible
boss was losing ground. The defec-
solid organization Of the Tenth ward
proved a heavy blow.
On election night the result was
practically certain long before the to-
tails were known. The uptown dis
tricts, as had beer expected. voted
against Dorsey. Then came scattering
districts slightly in his favor. Then
the result in the Tenth ward was an
nounced. 1t was solidly against the
boss. But when the districts in which
the organization was strongest were
counted Dorsey and his adherents gave
up hope. Instead of an almost straight
organization vote the returns in these
districts showed small majorities
which would fall far short Of over
coming the vote in the antiorganization
districts and the Tenth ward. Then
Dorsey and his lieutenants gave up the
fight and, leaving the organization
headquarters. sought a place where
they could drown their grief and make
plans for the future. Near headquar-
tiers Dorsey met Harry Wendell. The
defeated leader looked at the young
1890 ia Al. $780,