The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-09-22

thrashed an ex-prizefghter. I believe, and that gave him his start in politics. As a boss whose power is continually growing consider him a menace to this state. Bosses we must have. It is only through the boss that capital holds the balance of power against the harebrained radicals infeSting the country. But the boss must be a man who will listen to reason and consider others than himself"
 '"That is. you demand bosses whom you capitalists can boss?"
 "And who has a better right to con- trol than the men whose brains and in dustry and money have developed our wealthy" Sanger demanded hotly.
 But if the people can elect whom they please can't see why''-
 "Oh. the peoplew' Sanger broke, in disdainfuliy. 'They can no more be trusted with the industrial and f1nan- cial interests than can a man like Mo Adoo."
 q think" Mrs. Gilbert said-'T think I should like to go to the convention with you Would it be proper?"
 "well," Sanger said thoughtfully, cit won't be a very nice crowd, butt
 "Then I'll go."
 If Eleanor Gilbert felt the many cu- rious glances turned upon her as she entered the box her brother had man. aged to reserve for her she gave no outward sign. but proceeded to study the excited crowd with amused eyes. Her sensitive nerves caught the con- tagion of excitement with which the atmosphere was charged. Sanger saw a tinge of color come to her usually pale cheeks, and her eyes frightened perceptibly. She caught him smiling at her. W
 sTm glad came" she said brightly. I'm excited already, just as though I were a part of it all. l feel just as did when was a little girl and my governess took me to the play.''
 'Humph!' Sanger .grunted. Look over there in the box opposite. You will find an interesting study"
 A group of men was just entering the box. Eleanor immediately fixed her attention upon one, the last to en- ter, whose identity she guessed at once. As was the case with most people, her first impression was of his physical strength.
 s'It's the boss! What tremendous shouldersr'
 Bob sat down in the rear of the box, but even seated he lowered above his companions by half head, and Eleanor could note the strongly mark ed face. Even across the theater she could catch the cold. piercing glance with which he swept the delegates. The glance travelled toward the box in which she sat, met hers. and while one might count ten, against her will, his eyes held hers and then passed on to the stage. SN
 Eleanor leaned back and drew a long breath. "So that's your barroom bully? I should hate to be in that mans power. He is-relentless."
 The convention was called to order. "A permanent chairman was chosen, who after a brief speech declared the meeting open for mayoralty nomina- dons. At once 6 man sprang to bis feet and in a speech bristling with high flown metaphors nominated "that clean man. that sterling friend of the people, Janns Rusling'' His speech was greeted with perfunctory ap. plause.
 As the applause died down another man secured recognition.
 "Mr. Chairman and gentlemen of the convention" he began, it was to have been my privilege to place before this convention the name of William Hem. enway, whose devotion to the Repub- Ecan party and to the interests of the people needs no praise from me. It is therefc-e with the keenest regret have received from him a letter, which I now hold, in which he gives me the distressing news that he has been stricken with ill health, such as to in. capacitate him for the arduous duties of campaign and of the office ot mayor He therefore authorizes me to withdraw his candidacy and re quests those delegates instructed for him to cast their votes for the gentle. man who has been so eloquently nomi. mated. James Rusling."
 For a moment the great crowd sat in the silence of blank bewilderment Then as the import of the announce ment dawned upon them an angry murmur arose from the galleries Down in the body of the house a dele. gate. big, burly ruffian, sprang to his feet.
 "Sick h-r' he shouted eve know the kind of sickness Bill Hemenway has,"
 It was a signal for uproar. In ar Instant men in the galleries and or the floor were on their feet. The pro testing murmur grew into a roar, g storm of anger and derision. Eleanor for a moment frightened by the furi 6us clamor, turned pale.
 "What is it?" she asked her brother excitedly. What do they mean?"
 ''Hemenway was McAdoo's candi date. He has been persuaded to with draw in favor of Rusling, the other candidate"
 The uproar died down, and tense si lence succeeded once more. What ths crowd anticipated had happened They recognized MacPherson's crafty hand. Was the boss checkmated by his sworn enemy? In the hearts of tht McAdoo followers consternation nov reigned.
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