The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1909-10-24

wouldn't want anything OF hatred IN it,
so p rubbed them out
We'll, I'm glad. 1t is beautiful: It
makes up for everything; it's an appreci-
auon-worthy Of the man"
When Kittren entered the office OF tho
Post the boys greeted him with delight.
and his presence made a sensation, for
there had been rumors of the break which
the absence Of a kit cartoon m the
/ Telegraph that morning had confirmed.
But il Hardy was surprised. his surprise
was swallowed up in hts fov. and Kittreli
was grateful to him for the delicacy with
which he touched the subject that con-
sumed the newspaper and political world
with curiosity
I'm glad, Kit" was all that he said.
/ You know that"
/ Then he forgot everything in the car
toon. and he showed his instant recog-
milton Of its significance by snatching out
his watch. pushing a button, and saying
to Garland, who came 20 the door in his
/ shirt sleeves:
Tell Mic TO hold the first edition for a
! five-column frst-page cartoon. And send
/ this UP right away"
/ They had last look at II before it
{
] lence Hardy said:
IT'S the greatest thing you ever did,
/ Kit and It comes at the psychological
moment. It'll elect him"
"Oh. he was elected anyhow"
/ Hardy shook his head, and in the move
ment Kittrell saw how the strain OF the
/ campaign had told on him NO, he
wasn't; the way they've been hammerinS
/ him IS something fierce: and the Tele-
graph-well, your cartoons and all, you
/ know"
But my cartoons In the Telegraph were
rotten. Any work that is not sincere, not
intellectually honest"
Hardy interrupted him:
| Yes; but, Kit. you're so good that your
rotten Is better than most anybOdys
best" He smiled. and Kittrell blushed
and looked away.
Hardy was right The kit cartoon
back I'm the Post. created its sensation.
and after it appeared the political re-
porters said itshad started a landslide 10
clayton; that the betting was 10 l and
no takers. and that it was all over but
the shouting
That night as they were at dinner the
telephone rang. and in a minute Nell
knew By Edith's excited and delighted re-
iteration OF yes yes" who had called
up And then he heard her say:
Indeed, / will; I'll come every night
and sit in the front seat"
When Kittren displaced Edith at the
telephone he heard the voice OF John
Clayton. lower in register ard somewhat
husky after four weeks speaking. but
. more musical than ever in Klttrelrs ear
when Il said:
/ Il just told the little woman. Neil. that
I didn't know now 70 say ir. 50 wanted
her 10 thank you for M. It was beauti-
r fui Of you. and I wish I were worthy OF
IL, It was simply your own good soul ex-
pressing itself"
And it was the last delight 70 Kittreu
, 20 hear that voice and to know that all
! was well.
z But one question remained unsettled
Kittrel had been on the Telegraph a
month. and his contract differed from
that ordinarily made by the members Of
s a newspaper staf, in that he was paid by
! the year. thought in monthly Install
: ments. Kittrell knew that he had broken
HIS contract on grounds which the sordid
law would not see or recognize and the
average court think absurd, ard that the
B Telegraph might legally refuse 10 pay
him az all. He hoped the Telegraph would
, do this. but il did not. On the contrary.
he received the next day a check for his
months worth He held it UP for Ediths
inspection.
e of course. III have to send it back, '
= he said.
Certainly"
do You think me QuixoticT'
well. we're poor enough as It is-lerS
have some Injuries; let's be Quixotic IN
I'll after election. at least
Sure" said Neil; Just what I was
I
I day for the Post until election day. and
e I'm not going 10 take a cent I don't
want 10 crowd Banks out, you know, and
r I want 10 Go my part for Clayton and the
= cause, and do it. just once. for the pure
e love Of the thing"
p Those last days OF the campaign were
> indeed Iuxuries to KittreH and 20 Edith.
days Of work and fun and excitement All
z day KittreH worked on his cartoons, and
in the evening they went TO Clayton 8
r meetings. The experience was a reVela-
ton 10 them both-the crowds. the wait
e ing for the singing OF the automobiles
siren. the wild cheers that greeted Clay
: ton. and then his speech, his appeals 20
l. the best there was in men.
s He had never made such speeches. and
s long afterward Edith could hear those
q cheers and see the faces OF those work
ingmen aglow with the hope, the passion,
"a the fervent religion Of democracy. And
those days came 10 their glad climax that
night when they met at the Office OF the
Post to receive the returns, in an atmos-
d phere quivering with excitement. with
messenger boys and reporters coming and
, going. and IN the street outside an I'm
5 mense crowd, swaying and rocking be
tween the walls on either side, witt
screams and shouts and mad huzzas and
: the wild blowing OF horns-all the hid
4 eous. happy noise an American election
night crowd can make
: Late IN the evening Clayton had made
Il his way, somehow unnOticed, through The
e crowd and entered the Office. He was
e happy In the great triumph he would not
accept as personal. claiming It always for
= the cause; but as he dropped into the
II chair Hardy pushed toward him they al
saw how weary he was
q Just at that moment the roar in the
: street below swelled TO a mighty cres-
cendo. and Hardy cried:
, Look
They ran to the window. The boys up
8 stairs who were manipulating the stereop-
ticon had thrown on the screen an enor-
nous picture OF Clayton, the portrait Kilt
tren had drawn for his cartoon.
u VIII you say now there isn't the per
L sonaI note in it?' Edith asked
a Clayton glanced out the window, across
IS the dark. surging street. at the picture
I "Oh. it's not me they're cheering foF,
he said: its for Kit here
well perhaps some Of it's for him,
= Edith admitted Loyalty.
\ They were silent. seized irresistioiy by