The Washington herald., 1907-01-20
CHAPTER XVIII-Continued.

The correspondent watched Helen, and
he read every step of her lovers progress
in her eyes. The wonder and hope there
grew, and the hope turned TO delight
She booked up at her father. as if to tell
him how m8ch he had misjudged Arthur
and that hers. in truth was the be
ginning Of greatness; and the important
man, as he felt her eyes upon him,
moved uneasily in his seat
The feelings of the audience were
mingled, but among them amazement led
all the rest. The great Jimmy Grayson,
the Presidential nominee, the uncOnquer-
able, the man of worldwide fame. the
victor OF every campaign, was being
beaten by a young townsman of their
own. not known twenty miles from home
Incredible as it seemed, il was true;
the fact was patent to the dulleSt in the
nall. Harley saw a look Of establishment
and then dismay Overspread the faces
of Mrs. Grayson and Sylvia, and he
knew that of all in the hall they We're
suffering most aCutely.
The keen. cutting voice went on. tear
inc Jimmy Grayson's argument to pieces.
clipping off a section here and a section
there. and tossing the fragments aside.
By-aud-by the Amusement of the people
gave away 10 delight. Their home pride
was touched This boy Of their own was
doing what no other had ever been able
70 dc. They began to thunder forth APP
piausc, and the women waved their hand
kerchiefs. Hobart leaned over and Whis-
percd to Harley:
old man. what does this mean? Is
Jimmy Grayson sick?"
He was never better than he Is to-
night"
Hobart gave him an inquiring look
III ask more about this later he
said
But Harley had already turned his
attention back To Helen. and as he
watched the growing JOY on her face
his own heart responded. 1t was
relief. citation, that he felt now. and,
FOR the moment, no apprehension. He
saw the color yet flushing her checks.
and the eyes alight with light and joy
He saw her suddenly clasp her fathers
arm in both hands. and. though he was
too far away 10 hear. he knew well
that she was telling him what a great
man Arthur was gOins 10 be. For
her all obstacles were driven away by
this sudden 2, "a Of fortune. and
Harley again saw the important man
move uneasily while "A look, half fear
half shame. came into his eyes
The speech was finished. and young
Lee. q man now on a pedestal, sat down
amid thuuders of applause Jimmy
Grayson undertook to respond. but for
the first time in his life he was weak
and hating. He wandered on lamely,
and at last retired amid faint cheers,
10 be followed quickly by an aston
ished silence. Then, when the people
recovered themselves, they poured in
a tumult from the hall; but the hero
to whom they turned admiringly was
Arthur Lee, their own youthful towns
man, and not the candidate.
The next day Hobart told Harley that
Lee had won everything Mr. Ander-
son. sharing the pride Of Egmont, could
resist no longer, and had withdrawn
his refusal Arthur and Helen would
be married in the winter.
You see said Hobart, young Lee
is now a hero"
But not the greatest hero" said
Harley.
That is true" said Hobart, and then
he added, after a moments pause, Il
could never have done it."
But that night when Jimmy Grayson
left the hall. he went at once to the
hotel with Mrs. Grayson. Luckily
there was a side-door out Of which
they slipped so quietly and quickly that
not many people had a chance either
TO pity him or TO exult over him. at
least in his presence. Yet he did not fan
10 notice more than one sheer on the
faces of those who belonged to the
other party, and his cheeks burned for
a moment. as James Grayson. the
candidate, had his full store of human
pride.
In the hall the amazed crowd lin
gered, and the correspondents not less
surprised than the people, gathered
In a groop 20 talk il over. Sylvia was
there too. and she was almost in tears.
To none had the blow been harder than
10 her. and she was SO stunned that
she could yet scarcely credit ii. All
the group were sad except Churchill.
who felt all the glory OF an I-told-you-
SO come to judgment.
1T was bound to happen. sooner or
later" he said, when he noticed that
Sylvia was not listening: the man is all
froth and foam. but who could have
thought that the bubble could have
been pricked by an obscure little
Western attorney? Was ever anything
more ignominious? %
Then the ancient beau. Tremaine.
spoke from soul that was stirred
to the depths.
Churchill he exclaimed, I've been
Eayeling about the world forty years,