The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1910-11-24

tion of means, but of results. If war
comes, let it come; although l hope il
will not come. AS to the use of won.
en-tell me, why not women? Why
anything else but women? 1t is only
playing life against life; one variant
against another. That is politics, my
friend. / want Pakenham. So, l must
learn what Pakenham wants. Does
he want Texas for England, OF the
Baroness Won Ritz for HIMSELF"
Ward still sat and looked at him,
My Cod" said he at last, softly; but
Calhoun ven IN
why, who has made the maps OF
the world, and who has written pages
in its history? Who makes and un.
makes cities and empires and repub.
lies to-day? Woman, and not man,
Are you so ignorant-and you a physi.
clan, who know them both? Cad,
man, you do not understand your Own
profession and yet you seek to coun.
sci me in piinei"
Strange words from you John"
commented his friend, shaking his
head: mot seemly for a man who
stands where you stand today"
Strange weapons-yes. If l could
always use my old weapons of tongue
and brain l would not need these per.
haps. Now you tell me my time is
short. l must fight now to win. !
have never fought to lose. / cannot
be too nice in agents and instru.
ments."
The old doctor rose and took a turn
up and down the little room, one of
Calhoun's modest menage at the ma.
tion's capital, which then was not the
city it is to-day. Calhoun followed
him with even steps.
Changes of maps, my friend? Lis
ten to me. The geography of America
for the next so years rests under a
little roof over in NJ street tonight
a roof which Sir Richard secretly
maintains. The map of the United
States, l tell you, is covered with q
down counterpart a deux, tonight
] You ask me to go on with my fight
/ answer, first / must find the won.
an. Now, l say l have found her. az
you know. Also, / have told you
where / have found her. Under a
Counterpart! Texas, Oregon, these
United States under a counterpanel"
DR.. Ward sighed as he shook his
head. Il don't pretend to know nov
all you mean"
Calhoun whirled on him fiercely,
with a vigor which his wasted frame
did not indicate as possible.
Listen, then. and / will tell you
what John Calhoun means-John Cal
houn, who has loved his own state.
who has hated those who hated him.
who has never prayed for those who
despitefully used him, who has fought
and will fight, since all insist on that.
1t Is true Tyler has offered me again
to-day the portfolio of secretary OF
state. Shall / take it? II l do, II
mean that / am employed by this ad.
ministration to secure the admission
of Texas. Can you believe me when
/ tell you that my ambition is for II
all-all, every foot Of new land, west
to the Pacific, that we can get, slave
or free? Can you believe John Cal
houn, p~ro-slayery advocate and ora
tor all his life, when he says that he
destined, with Gods aid, and through
the use of such instruments as ouI
human society affords, to build, not o
wider slave country, but a wider
American"
eIt would be worth the fight of o
few years more. Calhoun" gravely an
swered his old friend. Il admit ! had
not dreamed this Of you"
History will not write 1t of me.
perhaps" went on my chief. but you
tell me to fight, and now I shall fight,
and in my own way. I tell you. that
answer shall go to Pakenham. And J
tell you Pakenham shall not dare to
take offense at me. War with Mexico
We possibly, indeed certainly. shall
have. War on the northwest. too. we
yet may have unless" He paused;
and DIR. Ward prompted him some
moments later, as he still remained
in thought.
UNLESS what, John? What do you
mean-stili hearing the rustic Of
skirts?"
"yes!-unless the celebrated Bar
oness Helena Won Ritz says other.
wise!" replied he grimly.
How dignifed a diplomacy have
we here! You plan war between W o
embassies on the distaff side!" smiled
DR.. Ward.
Calhoun continued his walk. Il do
not say So" he made answer; but, II
there must be war, we may reflect
that war is at it's best when woman
is in II field"
ITO BE CONTINUED)