Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-07-06
CHAPTER II.

each year in just such circumstances! CHAPTER II.
 At the Court of Sovereign.
 That evening after supper went
 to see Dominick.
 In the Mower end of Pulaski there
 WAS a large beer garden known as
 Dominick's headquarters. He re-
 ceived half the profits in return for
 making 1t his loaf1ng- place, the seat
 of the source of all political honor,
 preferment and privilege in the
 Third, Sixth and Seventh congression-
 al districts. I found him enthroned
 at the end of long table in the far
 thest corner of the garden. On one
 side of him sat James Spencer, judge of the circuit court-"Dominick'
 judge;" on the other side Henry De
 Forest, principal owner of the Pulas-
 Xii Gas and Street Railway company.
 There were several minor celebrities
 in politics, the law and business
 down either side of the table, then
 Fessenden, talking with Cowley, our
 lieutenant governor. As soon as I
 appeared Fessenden nodded to me,
 rose, and said to the others generally:
 Come on. boys. let's adjourn to the next table. Mir. Dominick wants to talk to this young fellow"
 I knew something of politics, but I was not prepared to see that distin- guished company rise, and, with not a shadow of resentment on any mans face. with only respectful, envious glance at me. who was to deprive them of sunshine for a few minutes, remove themselves and their glasses to another table. When I knew Dom mick better, and other bosses in this republic of ours. knew that the boss Is never above the weakness of the monarch class for rigid and servile court etiquette. My own lack of this weakness has been a mistake which might have been serious had my po- litical power been based upon men. It is blunder to treat men without selfrespect as If they were your equals. They expect to cringe; if they are not compelled to do so, they are likely to forget their place. At the court of boss are seen only those who have lost self-respect and those who never had 1t. The first are the lower though they rank themselves. and are ranked above the '.just natu- rally low"
 But-Dominick was alone, his eter. nal glass of sarsaparilla before him. He used the left corner of his mouth both for his cigar and for speech. To bid me draw near and seat myself, he had to shift his cigar. When the few words necessary were half. spoken. half-grunted. he rolled his cigar back to the corner which 1t rarely left. He nodded condescend- ingly, and, as I took the indicated chair at his right, gave me @ hand that was fat and firm, not unlike the iabby yet tenacious sucker of a moist 
 He was huge, tall man, enormous ly muscular. with high head like a block, straight in front, behind and on either side; keen. shifty, pig eyes. pompous cheeks. raw. wide mouth; slovenly dress. with a big diamond IS a collar button. and another on his puffy little finger. He was about 10 years old. had graduated from too lazy to work into thence into saloon kee. CT. It was as saloon-keeper that he founded and built his power, made himself the local middleman between our two great political factors. those who buy and break laws and those who aid and abet the Iawlessness by selling themselves as voters or as of- fee holders.
 Dominick had fixed his eyes upon his sarsapariIla He frovned say- agely into its pale brown foam when ! be realized that I purposed to force 1 him to speak first His voice was ominously suriy as he shifted his 1 cigar to say: Well. young fellow, | what can I do for you7"
 Mir. Fessenden told me you want l ed to see me- said l.
 He didn't say nothing of the soTt.- growled Dou1inick. I've knowed i Buck IT years. and he ain't no 1. liar"
 l flushed and glanced at the distin- 1 guished company silently waiting to 4 return to the royal presence. Surely. If these eminent fellow citizens of l mine endured this insulting monarch, i cOaId-L. the youthful. the obscure. the dependent Said l: Perhaps I did not express myself quite accurate ly. Fessenden told me yoa were making me your eandi- late for county prosecutor. and suE gested that call and see you--
 Dominfcy gave a gieam and a Erunt Ike a hog that had been fat tered vith a rough scratching of it's hids- But he answered: II dEt 1Is 70 noninAtsors. nzt's he !