Gainesville daily sun. (Gainesville, Fla.) 190?-1938, 1907-06-16
sIaeIF1 BY PLUTOCRATS, Col. TAPP
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lead. paper weights, humps of coal
and the like, Thus arsenelled, they
all awaited the attack among them
like wellington at Waterloo.
The minutes hiked by. Quarter
of an hour passed without shadow
of the enemy, One printer took the
opportunity to drive a nail through
the end Of his broomstick, and Mr..
Tapp ran his forefinger TRANQUILITY
across the open blade of his pocket
knife, The enemies of The Republic,
the henchmen of corporate power and
political corruptionists, we're, for all
that little band of patriots knew, has
tening toward them two strong, but
undismayed they stood. sledge ham
mers and pocket knives unsheathed.
Said Mr.. Tapp Thursday morning,
in speaking OF those moments OF sus-
pense:
IF they had come, we'd have given
them the warmest reception they
ever heard Of"
Tapp's Touching Tale.
These two strange men are the only
hirelings of the conspiracy that have
so far dared to proclaim their pres
ence in the city, One of them, says
Mr.. Tapp. has been described to him
as tall, "wild-eyed fellow with iron
gray hair" for all the world like Ray
mund Trustlows. The other is said
to be of a short, doughty build, very
red in the face, evidently a hard
drinker. Mr., Tapp first heard of
them last Tuesday night about IL
O'Clock. This is how 'he tells the
story:
Il had gone to bed and was trying
to get to sleep when l heard knock
at my door. When / asked who was
there voice that sounded as II the
speakers mouth was full of mush.
and as II he was trying to disguise
his tone, answered, It's the porter.
Two gentlemen downstairs say they
want to see you / told him TO tell |
the two gentlemen that If they want
ed to see me to send up their cards.
! was having hard time Of It, you
see, with my insomnia, and wanted |
to go to sleep"
His Intuition Was Right.
Here Mr.. Tapp digressed for
moment to explain that his insomnia
is due to rush OF blood to the brain,
phenomena well known among hard
thinkers. In fact, psychology records
it that poets and philosophers fire.
quently die from this very trouble.
Well" continued Mr.. Tapp, Il
suspected something, and my door
wasn't locked, either. But the men
didn't come that night Next morn
ing was handed their names by the
clerk. They were ]. w. Bailey Of
Texas and w. ]. Stone OF Missouri |
OF course, they really we're not Stone
and Bailey, They were evidently |
mere tools Of others"
"will ycS continue in the face Of
such dangers to denounce the octopi?"
was asked Mr.. Tapp.
Threatens the conspIrators.
"ContInueY" he shot back. with a
lionllke toss Of his clustering thatch.
Continue? Just wait tiil the next
issue OF The Republic I'm going
after them hotter than ever. fear
them not I'm prepared. Let them
give me half a chance, and I'll put
bullet hole through them"
The startling incidents just men.
toned are but two little powder heaps,
so TO speak. In the long fuse Of con.
spiracy that has been laid against
the Atlanta patriot, and which. he sus-
poets. may suddenly burst like an In
fernal machine. Letter after letter,
he says, has come into Georgia from
the exposed politicians Of the Senate
lnquiring how he may be checked In
els warfare against them.
4They always refer 20 The Ameri.
can Republic as that thing. said
Mr.. Tapp with a sly, quiet chuckle.
But still the thing is doing its
work II has caused spooner 70 re-
sign. Il has almost ousted Bailey, Il