Waterbury evening Democrat., 1908-04-20
CHAPTER ".

"HE next few months were pc
 riod of unprecedented toll and
 excitement for Alwyn Bennett.
 A He sometimes wondered at his own eloquence. Speech after speech he made in every section of the city in half built suburbs, in halls where nine-tenths of his hearers were in evening dress and where familiar faces dotted the place: in overcrowded, smoke reeking auditoriums, where not one man in three wore a collar and where a score of nationalities vied for precedence.
 With versatility that delighted Horrigan the candidate managed to adapt himself to every audience and, moreover, to impress his hearers with sense of his absolute sincerity and honesty. In the crowded, polyglot meetings he hit on the plan of speak ing to representatives of each race in their own language. In single even- ing, so the papers recorded, he had made speeches Tn Eng1lsn, trencn, German, Italian and Spanish. At some meetings toughs had tried to confuse him by interrupting with questions, joking comment or insult. For each Alwyn, without breaking the thread of his discourse, found some quick reply so apt as to turn the laugh on his tor mentor and turn the audiences sym pathy to himself.
 At last election day came and went. And Alwyn Bennett by fair major ity carried his entire ticket to victory. Even his severest critics in the organ ization were forced to admit that Ben- nett, and Bennett alone, had saved the party from severe defeat. Horrigans judgment and choice of men for the thousandth time in the boss crooked political career was vindicated, and Horrigan himself was overjoyed be- yond measure. Nor did the fact that he had failed to oust Alderman Phe- Ian in the primaries wholly cloud the boss delight.
 There was, however. slight cloud on Alwyn's triumph, for Dallas Vain wright was not present to share that triumph. Within few days after Hor- rigan's visit to the Wainwright place Dallas had gone with an aunt on an eight months tour of Europe and the Mediterranean. But Perry, who at her secret request had kept her posted on every detail of the stirring campaign, cabled her the result on election night, and the following day a reply mes sage of congratulation crossed the At lantic to gladden. Alwyn's heart. In letter that followed a week later Dal- las asked the first political favor the future mayor was called upon to grant. She begged that in his office Bennett would try to find place for Cynthia Garrison. in consequence of which when the young man made up his list of personal appointments Miss Garri- son found herself listed as assistant private secretary at decidedly com fortable salary.
 It was while she was working in that capacity in the mayors private room in the city hall during Bennett's lunch hour one day in midwinter that her solitude was broken by the entrance of a visitor.
 Perry Wainwright. redolent of band box and soap as ever. found his way past the doorkeeper and burst into the sanctum.
 "Hellor' was his greeting. "His honor isn't around?"
 No" answered Cynthia demurely, looking up from her work with the most businesslike air she could as- sume. Hes out at lunch"
 "I knew he would be-" grinned Per ry. "I timed it fine. didn't I!'
 "1f you knew he was out. why did you come?" she asked severely. You know never receive callers during business hours. If you didn't come to see MT. Bennett
 But did. Honest I did. have a message for him. It's awfully impor- tant He mustn't miss it"
 "PerhaDs you'll leave it with me? I can
 No; it's got an answer 70 IL III have to wait. suppose"
 He sat down. uninvited. with an air of mock resignation that was too much for Cynthia's gravity.
 Perry Wainwright" she exclaimed in exasperction. "hOw often am I to tell you you mustn't bother me here in office hOursT'
 Now you've hurt my feelings an- nounced Perry in solemn conviction. But he added generously. 'I'll for give you. and to prove it I'll give you peace offering. See? YOur old Boston terriers Betty and PriSce Charlie. srsi me holding them"
 And he lad before her a photograph. She caught it up. with a little cry of pleasure.
 '-Oh. the beauties.- she exclaimed
 We do look w-ll in that p0se,- he admitted mOdestIy.
 T was speaking of the dOgs.7 she reprovei him. with lofty scorn-
 But I'm iE the picture. too ke ex- pIaineI ~rm the enc with the hat on- And--
 Thank you so mEcb for the picture | shall keep 1t always They're the niceSt dogs ever had
 I'm nics too And it isn't ny fault I'm not dos. r.
 T tod you once before not to give up hope Y0uU grow. J-
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