The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1911-02-17

friend of the people," Eleanor said,
looking across at Bob. He knew
that she was thinking of their con-
versation the day he had called on
her, and he stiffened.
NO." he replied coldly. at only
proves I'm not fool enough to ask
the public to support me for moth
ing"
30. / see." she said with an air
extremely irritating to Bob, who
began to find the restraint of his
position very irksome. You Of
fer them the other sides faults
and lower taxes by way of bribe
So they make you boss"
You don't know much about
politics, Mrs. Gilbert" he said
with a touch of his customary
curtness. There's no such thing
as a boss of the people. A man
may boss government because of
personal hold on the officers, but
he can't call himself boss of a peo-
pie who can throw him aside when
ever they please"
Then what is the secret of
JOoA ouNSSoos onC pei OioItu.
why are you so sure of being
elected? AS you say, I'm very ig-
norant of politics"
Because l play the better
game"
Suddenly Murchell, who had
taken little part in the converse
ton, leaned forward and leveled
an accusing finger at Bob.
That's not true" he said stern
ly. TITS false to the people of
your city and to yourself. You're
the shrewdest and boldest politi-
clan in this state. But your
knowledge of the game alone
would never make you mayor of
your city. No rwill it be due to
the fact that you are a boss with
an ironelad machine at your back.
You're more than boss. You
have made yourself the leader of
the people in their fight against
the Railroad-Steel trust. There
fore you will win. Not the mas
ter politician or the boss of a ma
chine WIFI be elected, but Robert
McAdoo, leader of the people. The
responsibility will be yours, but it
will not be your victory, but the
victory of the cause you repre-
sent, the victory Of the Force"
1.-THE Force?" Bob and Eleanor
exclaimed together.
Murchells hand dropped to the
table. His lean, haggard face
showed a red spot in each cheek.
Eyes, the great Social Force in
whose grip we all are. The Force
that, working in all of us from
the first man down, has made us
dependent on one anotehr for
happiness, for life - brethren,
.children of one Father. The Force
that makes the man, the social
unit, find his happiness, his well
fare, in the happiness and welfare
of his brethren. of society. The
Force that has given John Dun
meade strength to struggle, libeled
and misunderstood, against those
who defy this principle of the uni
verse. The Force that has placed
in you-forgive my b1untness-th
crassest egoist l have ever known,
the spirit to defy and fight the
same enemy of your brethren. The
Force that makes you and John
Dunmeade, by grace of a common
enemy, necessary to each other,
and makes you both necessary to
the people of this state. The
Force that will give you the vic
tory"
The old politician stopped, his
black eyes cleaning fiercely at
Bob through the shaggy eyebrows
OF what was going on within him,
Bob's masklike expression gave no
hint as he met MurchelPs gaze i'm
passively. He shifted his glance
to the others and found that he,
not Murchell, was the target for
their eyes. Upon Dunmeade's gen.
tie face was written the exalta-
ton of the martyr who sees into
the beyond and beholds his tri-
umph; upon his wife's counte-
nance both triumph and under
standing. Eleanor was looking at
him with an expression Bob could
not understand, though he knew
that, for once, it was not hostile.
He turned again to MurcheIl, AMI
ugly glitter in his eyes.
do you add, the Force that led
you, the first of the school of cor-I
poration politicians, to create the
very conditions we are fighting?"
Murehen did not finch. mo,
/ have been of those who abused
power, and therefore 1 have been
the greatest criminal of my day. III
add, the Force that will lead you
two to repair the damage 1 have
DONE"
Bob's mouth twisted into hisl
sardonic grin. cts hopeless
theory, Mr.. Murchell. You make
us all blind automatons. You
take away from me-the crassest
Iegoist you have ever known-my
individuality, my reason for ex-
istence, my Self. And you give me
in exchange species of sublfm-
Iated socialism,
Yes" Murchell said quietly,
the socialism of Christ when He
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