The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1910-11-10
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Her Fathers Daughter
By ANNIE HINRICHSEN
copyrighted. 1910. by Associated Literary Press
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was the first break in his power. A
politicians county Is the cornerstone
of his success, and without 1t he can
have only an uncertain structure that
will soon go to pieces. From end to
end of the state the press commented
on the incident and politicians dis
cussed 1t.
Congressman Morton's career was
ended. He had lost his grip. AT the
first sign Of weakness hundred men
were ready to spring upon him anu
tear from him his power Another
faction was waiting to rule the coun'
ty and the opportunity had come
| Without the support of his county ne
could not be renominated for Con
gress. He would drop out OF the
political life, and although he woulo
always stand high in public opinion
he would be that most unhappy man
"a politician shorn of his power.
The convention was called to order
The routine preliminaries were gone
through. The delivery of orator1cal
masterpieces began. The chairman
announced the name of Justice James
Clarkson Of the state supreme court.
Justice Clarkson rose.
"Mr. Chairman" he began, ladies
and gentlemen--
There was faint hiss. The judge
stopped.
"It is my pleasure" he went on
The hiss came again. This time II
was louder and seemed to come from
several parts of the room.
The judges face darkened witt
anger. Again he began to speak, bu
from one side of the room came
catcall. 1t was answered from thu
other side. Several voices took 1t up
The chairman pounded on his desl
;for order.
The catcalls grew louder. From al
parts of the room came steady hiss
:ing. A man in the rear began to yell
In moment the convention was
wild uproar of inarticulate, der1s1V
hootings.
The Judge CHASTITY, furious, stoo
in his place. A man caught the tail
of his coat and jerked him to nj
seat. "A dozen of his friends sui
rounded him, pushed him upon
chair and shouted to the chairman t
preserve order.
AS the Judge appeared above tn
crowd the hooting changed to res
ular information, accompanied by
steady stamping of feet.
"Traitor. Traitor. Where is Mo
toni"
The Judge dropped from his chat
and buried his face in his arms an
" around him the storm of execratio
). ragged.
v From the gallery Cecilia Morto
watched the turmoil with passionat
n wondering JOY. Some one ha
q planned this demonstration. Som
one had filled the hall with traine
J. rooters and organized the youngt
g delegates into jeering chorus; som
}. one who knew that Judge Clarkson
v public humiliation would restore tt
II prestige of the friend he had b
t, trayed.
g Harry Seldom, the all but accepte
VI lover, the politician of dreams al
It theories which had seemed so bea
D. tiful to her, was running about tt
4. hall frantically imploring men to
u quiet, to cease their dishonor of
)" Judge of the supreme court. An u
a utterable contempt for him swe
over her. Didn't the man know tn
[e was for her fathers honor?
1T She looked at Merle Adams. !
was standing little apart from t
r. crowd. On his strong, young ia
le was an expression of quiet satisfs
ton. She saw him raise his hand
Is an almost imperceptible gesture.
stantly the regular, rhythmic clackir
d. the base of sound on which the ,
roar was built, ceased. The light
Of miscellaneous hootings continued
e. a moment and time died away
Merle Adams raised his eyes to t
ne gallery. Cecilia was leaning far oy
err the railing. He read the look on /
Ie face and the message of her suddel
to outstretched hands. Across the IN
H. of excited, gesticulating political
a he sent the answer to her MESA
he pushed his way through the GRO
TO. and ran up the gallery stairs.