Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1912-12-08

U.s. I'm Aext morning at the brsak-
fast tabls Judge Dunmsads
sat IN . fftgid but eloquent
silence. John began. hest
tatlngly. "Fathsr. last night"-
"It Is too late for regrets. sir"
II am mot exactly regrstting. But
felt an sxplanation"-
"Can you" the judge interrupted
coldly. ''explain away the fact that
you have betrayed the party that hon.
ored you. cast discredIt upon William
Murchell. who has given you his
friendship, upon me, who-can you *
plain that's! He rose.
John shook his head. Il thought I
could. But now I'm afraid not"
The judges lips parted. then CLOSED
firmly - though he could not trust
himself to speak. he raised his hand
In a gesture In which grief and hope
lessness were blended and, turning,
stalked slowly from the room.
John smiled uncertainty. I'm afraid.
Aunt Roberta. your bones were true
prophet"
She sighed assentingiy. He went
out to face his nsighbors-aa ordeal.
New Chelsea was rent In twain
nay. into many divisions-by Johns
speech. ito honest but partisan soul
sorely troubled.
The largest number, torn betwixt
liking for their young nsighbor and
the mental discomfort Of those whose
traditions had been rudely 1olted. with
held Judgment until they could see
what befell. Among the farmers was
no dissension. A sudden lifting Of
heads. a still half unbelieving rejoic.
ing that the young fellow. who 40 he
sweat with them In the fields asked
questions, had dared to voice their
protest.
The Globe. stanchly partisan. made
| NO mention of Johns part In tho rally
save the unconsciously humorous sen.
tence. Attorney John Dunmeads also
spoke"
Later. not greatly uplifted BY the
| doubtful honor Of being a bone Of con.
tention. John was alone in his once.
smoking furiously, brow wrinkled, feet
propped on the table. A heavy tread
In the outer room announced the ar
rival Of visitor. without knocking
the newcomer dung open the door and
strobe into the office. His hat was
pushed back on his head; an unlighted
cigar stuck out at IN aggressive angle
from the corner of his mouth. He sur
veyed John In mingled anger and dis
gust John. not rising. sighted over
lazy feet.
| "Good morning. Sheehan," he said
with a pleasantuess that would have
carried warning to calmer observer
than the boss.
| Without invitation Eheehan sat down.
"Well," he growled. you did It, didn't
your When a young Teller like you
thinks he is better than his party he's
got lot to learn"
John considered this statement for a
moment. II do not" he concluded.
think am better than my party"
Sheehan caught the point. Huh!
Guess you don't know who the party
is"
That's Just what I'm trying to de-
eide. Perhaps You can enlighten me-"
II can. A party" Sheehan spoke
with intense conviction-"a party is
those that control It."
"Then in Benton county you're the
partyT'
"Eggsactly! Me and Murchell."
''Then. modestly. l do think I'm bet
ter than the party" John responded,
still pleasantly. "And. as you say.
I've a lot to learn. Have you come to
teach me?"
"say. hain't you no respect for my
position in this county,"
For your position 4 great deal; for
you-none at ALL"
sheehan grinned in spite Of himself.
~ like your nerve. That's what
makes me sore." he went on reproach-
fully. II like you was glad to do
you favor. gave you a chance to
get In strong with US. And you 60 and
beef 1t by THROWN down the state
ticket. What did you do It fort"
I'm afraid you won't understand.
sheehan. It's question Of ideals"
Sheehan snorted. 'Ideals! I know
all about 'em. What's ideals? Can
you eat 'em? Can you wear 'emf
Can you STUFF 'em into your pants
pocket like this?" He illustrated by
drawing out fat roll Of bills. "win
they get you votes7 When I came to
Plumville fifteen years ago an owned
was the shirt on my back. Now can
buy out any man In Benton county ex-
ceptin' Steve Hampden and Murchell,
and when they want anything here
they're glad enough to come to me and
make 1t worth my while to give II to
'em. didn't get 1t BY havin' ideals"
Hsw true, John thought judging
from his narrow experience. Was II
possible that the seats Of the mighty
were reserved only for the Murchells,
the Hampdens. the Sheehans? He