The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1912-01-06

They made way for him. Men grin
ned up into his face as he passed.
They scented possible entertainment
when the big boss met the demagogue.
Many Of the men wore b~adges-long
strips of ribbon with this legend print
ed thereon. running lengthwise of the
ribbon: Honest Arba."
Candidate Spinney had a thick packet
Of ribbons in nj Of his gesticulating
hands. He was flushed. vociferous and
somewhat insolent. Like Everett. he
was not Analysing the reclamation
that greeted everything he said. APP
plause had made him drunk. But In
der the hilarity OF his listeners there
vas considerable enthusiasm for the
man himself. The duke perceived it.
for he realized what times had come
upon the state. Spinney's bombast
expressed the protest that was abroad.
Rebellion. thirsty, does not seek the
cold spring of reason. 1t fuddles it.
self with hot speech, it riots. it dares
not pause to ponder.
THE men hat are running this state
today are running it for themselves"
he detained as Thornton and his
grandson came into the front rank of
his listeners. 'They want 1t all. /
brand 'em for what they are. l could
take glue and n hairbrush and make
hogs out Of every one of 'em. What
kind of n system is it that taxes the
poor mans family dog. the friend of
his children. a dollar. and lets the rich
mans wild lands OFF with two mills
on a valuation screwed down to pin
head size?'
He now fixed the duke with his gaze.
You don't dare to deny, do you,
that the system in this state is screw
ing the last cent out. Of the exposed
property and letting the dodgers go
free? Tax the necessaries of the poor,
say you? say tax the Injuries Of
the rich. The people are awake this
time. They've got done electing law
yers and dudes and land grabbers for
governors. They're going to have a
governor that will make state officials
work for fair days wages. as the
farmers and artisans work. No more
high salaried loafers in public office!
No more dynasties. Sir Duke Of Fort
Canibas, You'll be having a coat OF
arms next"
i've got a coat Of arms. Arba. l
won the decoration when / retired
from hard work at the age of fifty.
That was about the time you were
starting In life by selling fake mining
stock around this state. My coat Of
arms is two patches on a homespun
background surrounded by looped gal
luses, and l can show you the mile of
stone walls l built before you were
born"
Spinney did not relish the merriment
which followed that sally.
You've outgrown that Goa of arms.
he held out one of his badges. Better
put it on" he advised. Get aboard
with the rush. They're all for Hon
est Arba.'"
The duke stepped forward and pre-
sented his breast.
PIN it on. Arba. When a man shifts
his business and is introducing a brand
new line of goods, different from what
he ever carried before. he needs all
the advertising he can get. Pin it on!'
But Mr.. Spinney did not pin it on.
He had been sure that the old man
would Indignantly refuse, and his dis
comfiture was evident.
You're showing your regular dispo-
sition, l see," he growled-"grabbing
everything you can get hold Of. But
a joke is a joke. Let this n rest
right here. Thornton. | say it here to
your face. where all the boys can
near me-the people want a change
In this state. l am not going behind
a door to talk with you. That's been
done too much. l stand in the open
and say it. Open fighting after this
that's my code. ] fight for the people.
The people shall be put wise and kept
wise to all that's going on"
It's a good PLAN" counseled the
duke. unperturbed. II see l can't tell
you anything about advertising" He
tapped a badge on the breast of a man
near him and made his way out of the
crowd before the laughter ceased.
Arm In arm with his grandson, he
traversed the lobby and went up the
broad stairs to the state committee
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. parlors on the
ioor above. The men who were sit
ting in the main parlor saluted the old
man in the offhand manner of init
mates. He drew his grandson into
the privacy of the rear room.
Now. my boy. get your hat. take n
carriage and meet General Weymouth
at the 8 O'Clock train. I've had him on
the telephone. He's coming here to-
night. Between us. he's grown luke
warm on our proposition. | want you
to talk with him after you meet him.
Take your time on the way from the
station"
I'm a pretty poor agent to send on
such a lob as that" said Harlan. deDre-