Arizona republican., 1908-05-01

What dyou think he was going to do? He had sold everything and going to pay back all he had gotten Oy-oh in the way of practical politics He had written his resignation from the organiza- tion.
 And now I'm through" he said, and grasped my hand. And you promise not to let any body know my whereabouts?'
 was completely taken off my feet before I could say anything.
 But how about the Kid?" I finally gasped, and it was as if had hit him. He tumbleJ into chair and cried as I never a man-or a woman cry before.
 '.My moy" he mumbled to himself M ymoy- what father I've been to him. Not satisfied with giving him crook for father I had to make him one too
 But you're not all through with politics?"
 "Potics?' he shouted. T pray I'd never bad anything to do with that deyilish game. I only hope that ain't too old to be honest. And if I'm spared until my boy comes home, I'll spend all the rest O my life to atone and to win his forgive Goodnight"
 I heard from him until ten months later just when the Kids time up. Then Dave wrote to me to meet him.
 I didn't waste moment but chased down to the Twenty-sxth Street dock, where the boat from the Island comes in. Dave there and he look ed like different All the swell togs were gone. He looked strong and as healthy Is a young fellow, and when l looked at his hands 1 began to smell at rat
 g Flows stone-cutting nowadays?" I asked. sh How dyou find out?" he said and laughed. 2 Then he started in about the Kid, whether he would forgive him and whether he would speak to him, until the boat landed.
 Ahead of almost everybody, the Kid ing down the plank. He didn't hurry much, but up slow and put out his hand to me. I'm glad you came down to meet me, 1t makes it less lonely" he said.
 l waited for him to say something to his father, but he couldn't him at all Wl-Wilbur, ain't you got word for your father" the old man kind groaned.
 Yes have word for you, but hoped you would spare from uttering it." he answered, his face going white. Then, becoming cooler, "Ain't you satisfied yet with what you've done?" he said. You are nothing to Our ways part here. I'm going in search of my lost integrity you can go back to your politics and crookedness" that almost grayish green. Then he hurried away.
 Well, had to talk like Dutch uncle before l made impression on the Kid. When l told him how his father had gone back to stone-cutting the Kid softened considerably And when threw out that the old man was all broken up and not responsible, and, perhaps, liable to do anything the boy saidI Come, must go to him.
 We at the tenement in less than no time. The door locked, but I heard him inside and heard something else besides. so put my shoulder to it. He standing in front Of a bit or look ing-glass and tried to hide something fell into the room. We didn't have to it to know what it
 The Kid went up to him.
 Dad, dear old dad, you forgive me?''
 Dad. dear old dad, can you forgive me?' he said and put his arms around the o!i man.
 That was my 10 take a sneak. and was tip- tOeing to the door whe nthe Kid said again: We're going to stick together now. aint we? Not as politicians, but just honest, square men,
 The father couldn't answer and you know the reason why not.
 On my way down those four flights n stairs I came to the conclusion that it takes lot of prac- tical politics and crookedness to kill the love be- tween father and son.