The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1912-09-05
DAVE TUCKER
Condoles with Defeated Candi-
dates and Tells His Experience.

Editor County Record:-
The primary elections are over
with and We ali know who is elected
and who aint, and to those of you
who aint | want to sit down and
have a talk; sorter tenderly.
Before do this will have to tell
you my experience, so you will see
that am just the man to sympa-
thize with you, as misery loves
company" When they was talking
about bringing me out for the Leg
islature was kinder dubious of the
thing: and when tell Beckey about
it she didn't exactly say no" but
after told her that my friends said
as how | was sure to be elected,
would be solid in this box, sweep
everything in that place and run
ahead of the ticket a long ways,
then | told her | would have Hon
put before my name, would be the
biggest man" in the county and
that she would have a bran new silk
dress and so on, she kinder said
yes" sideways. | tell you that
Hon" and the dress did the busi-
ness. it was mighty persuasive ar
gument. They told me that | must
canvass the county, so painted my
old buggy oyer, bought new harness
and started out for two months, July
and August. | rode up and down
the country, saw nigh everybody and
nigh everybody was going to vote
for me, for you see see was running
on the independent, narrow
gauge, no combination plan," was a
Give everybody an office man, 'and
now and then when it suited me |
would drop in a little Religious
programme. So with all these |
could not help being elected.
But, alas! vain world, where am |
now? Where | was solid" | am
soft" where | was going to
sweep everything / got swept
clean, and am at the tail end of the
list of candidates, and like Rachel
of old, am weeping and have lots of
company. Where are you, bereaved
friends? Alas, those little slips of
paper in the boxes answer that
question. | don't care much for
myself, but | feel SO sorry for
Beckey. We have gone together
hand in hand nigh these thirty years
through thick and thin. whooping
cough and measles, and when we
laid little Dave in the churchyard
by the creek, she never murmured.
But, alas. this calamity, this defeat,
the blasted result of high aspira-
tions. Woe is me. When | came
home from the counting of the
votes, she met me at the door and
said calmly, We'll, David, how is
it?" | told her, and she said sadly,
''Pm sorry for you, but it can't be
helped and we must try and do the
best we can under the circumstanc-
es." Now, know you are all look
ing around to blame somebody or
something for your defeat; that
some hard tales" were told that
hadn't oughter. Why, they pitched
into me right and left, even said
when they couldn't say anything
worse, that my grandfather's niece
was tory in the Revolutionary
war;" like | could help that. | don't
know nothing about that, for |
wasn't acquainted with them people.
| have heard so much that way that
am beginning to think | am not
by half the respectable man that |
thought was, so you see that there
is some damage to characters that
we must repair.
Now, know you feel sad and
lonely. But cheer up. This is big
country and will manage to get
along without our wise counSelS.