Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1911-04-28

| to the extension OF our. southwest
| BORDERS
Calhoun, are you mad?" cried his
friend. Would you plunge this coun-
try into war? Would you pit two peo-
! pies, like cocks on a floor? And would
| you use women in our diplomacy?
Calhoun now was no longer the
friend, the humanitarian. He was the
relentless machine; the idea; the sin
gle purpose, which to the world at
large he had been all his life in con-
gress, in cabinets on this or the other
side of the throne of American power.
He spoke coldly as he went on:
In these matters it is not a ques-
tion of means, but of results. If war
comes, let it come; although | hope it
will not come. AS to the use of wOm-
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, [ must
learn what Pakenham wants. Does
he want Texas for England, or the
Ward still sat and looked at him.
MY God" said he at last, softly; but
Calhoun went on:
why, who has made the maps of
the world, and who has written pages
in it's history? Who makes and I'M
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 mine.'
strange words from you, john"
commented his friend, shaking his
head; mot seemly for man who
stands where you stand today
Strange weapOns-yes. If [ could
always use my old weapons Of tongue
and brain | would not need these per-
haps. Now you tell me my time is
short. | must fight now to win. I
have never fought to lose. l cannot
be too nice in agents and instru-
ments.'
The old doctor rose and took turn
up and down the little room, one of
CalhOun's modest menage at the ma
tons 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 geograp ply of America
for the next so years rests under Il
little roof over in NJ street tonight
a roof which Sir Richard secretly
maintains. The map of the United
States, tell you, is covered with a
down counterpart a deuX, tonight.
lou ask me to go on with my fight.
answer, first | must find the Wom-
an. Now, | say l have found her, as
you know. Also, l have told you
where l have found her. Under a
counterpart! Texas, Oregon, these
United States under a counterpane!"
DR.. Ward sighed as he shook his
head. Il don't pretend to know now
all you mean
Calhoun whirled on him fiercely,
with 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? If I do, it
means that | am employed by this adj
mlnistratiOn to secure the admission
of Texas. Can you believe me when
| tell you that my ambition is for it
every foot of new land, west |
to the Pacific, that we can get, slave |
or free? Can you believe John Cal
houn, pro-slavery advocate and ora
tor all his life, when he says that he
believes he is an humble instrument |
destined, with Gods aid, and through |
the use of such instruments as our !
human society affords, to build, not
wider slave country, but a wider
1T would be worth the fight of a
few years more, Calhoun" gravely an
swered his old friend Il admit | had
not dreamed this of you"
History will not write it of me,
perhaps went on my chief. But you
tell me to fight, and now | shall fight,
and in my own way. | tell you, that
answer shall go to Pakenham. And |
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 DR.. Ward prompted him som:
later, as he still remained
in thought
unless what, John? What do you
hearing the rustic of
5kirts?'
"Yes.-unless the celebrated Bar
oness Helena Won Ritz says other
wise!" replied he grimly.
How dignifed diplomacy have
we here. You plan war between two
on the distaff side" smiled
DR.. Ward