The citizen. (Honesdale, Pa.) 1908-1914, 1912-11-29

came forward to give form and direc
ton to the uprising certain lonely prot
estants had appeared young men
mostly, audacious egotists who. the
people said. thought they were wiser
and better than other men, dared to
critlcise what their neighbors accepted
and presumed to instruct their elders.
! In the end they were broken. silenced
sadly unaware that In the subcou-
scious memory OF men the echo of
their protest was still ringing. They
are forgotten now.
John Dunmesde was a normally In.
telligent young man, healthy of mind
and conscience. who had never been
tempted. hence never tested. He had
beard the protestants Of his day. of
course. but they dealt with problems
so remote from his own simple exist.
ence that he had carv'essly accepted
his elders appraisement Of them He
had an ingenious belief in the great.
ness and goodness OF men who attained
high position in life, such men a.
Senator Murchell.
Despite his charity and creduity. be
was. Then occasion presented itself
quick to see the fundamental veritieS
Of the case-as Stephen Hampden had
learned
He was not unambitious. although
the spark had smoldered until, appar.
emily from nowhere in particular. had
come the suggestion of his nomination
When he perceived the distinct approx.
al with which his neighbors received
the suggestion his heart leaped within
him. They were a good. kind people
If he should prove q faithful servant
in little perhaps-with unaffected mo
desty he contemplated the prospect
to him might be committed service Of
wider scope.
The conceded fact that his nomina
ton came solely by grace of Murchell's
and Sheehan's decree caused him
vague misgivings. Jeremy Applegates
plaint startled him. Hampdens offer
did not tempt-it revolted him. What
troubled him most was that these
things were done in the light of day
and that no one-Jeremy did not
count. the victim would naturally pro
| leSI-SeeIDeU 10 care
After careful consideration of his un
imposing bank account John invested
a part of it in a horse despite the teas
ing of Aunt Roberta, who accused him
Of "joining the Cavalry"-to wit War
ren Blake and the troop Of undergradu-
ates that clattered over the roads at
Crusaders heels He was not a thor
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Sader. but just plain horse that, with
buggy attached. could trot mile In
something less than five minutes or if
you weren't particular as to gait would
bear you in the saddle all day with
equal willingness. He was a big, raw
| boned beast with a Roman nose and
eyes continually showing white. which
quite beied his placid temper, and
John called him Lightning. So John
and LIGHTNING. two industrious cam
paign, =" between whom perfect un
derstanding existed went about their
business of getting votes-and learn
ing.
Lightning's duties generally co',sisted
in standing under the shade of some
tree. while John. q volunteer who at
least earned his dinner. worked with
the farmers in the fields. And over the
dinner table or when the DAYS work
was done John chatted with the farm
ers. The labor was good for his mus
cles and digestion, and the chat was
good for his soul.
Often he found that Jeremy Apple
gate or one OF Jeremy's fellow scouts
had blazed the trail for him But some
times he found skeptics who asked per
tinent questions.
"Whv should vote for ye?" asked
Dan Crisweil. citizen of Baldwin
township, one evening.
John began to patter the stock party
arguments. which carried conviction
neither to the skeptical Crlswell nor
OF sudden-to himself. He broke of
abruptly in the middle of a sentence.
'As you say" he laughed uncomfort-
ably. "Why should you vote for meT"
Does sound kind O. foolish. don't it?
Reckon ye won't have nOthin to do
with the tariff or the single gold stand
ard ner prosperity nSther. The hull
party won't make We git after the law
breakers If ye're cheek by jowI with
Jim Sheehan an he don't want it.
What / want to know is are ye honest
, or will We take orders"
"That sounds logical" John assented
ITS common sense Only most can.
didates think we're too simple to think
ont An | don't know as they're far
wrong" he added thoughtfully.
When John left. however. Criswell
shook hands with him cordially. ~
guess I'll vote for ye-this time.
can't swaIler the hull ticket, though
stomach wouldn't stand it. Ye look
like yed be yer own man. Leastways,
, I'll chance it"
And John replied. troubled. ~ won't
regard that as a promise I'm not