The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1912-02-03

Once In her history this state well
coined him to her councils as her gra-
cious overload, and now
There was no doubt In their minds
now. A window shaking demonstra-
ton bore down his voice.
snow once again his state, cropping
for hand to lead her forth to sta
bility and progress, sees his hand and
seeks to grasp 1t, duplicating him:
o father, guide me! o wise man,
teach me! o hero, save mel And 1
name to you, gentlemen, for the candi-
date Of the Republican party
He leaped upon a settee and voiced
the name Of General Warden Way
mouth with all the strength Of his
trumpet voice. But no one heard what
he said. They all knew what he was
to say. They did not need the spoken
name.
That convention had been ripening
for a stampede. It's component dele
gates had contained the stampede fe-
yer for weeks before they assembled.
Men leaped and screamed. 1t was a
storm Of enthusiasm. Two thousand
feet furnished the thunder roar. Hats
went up and came down like pelting
rain, and voices beloved like the
bursting wind volleys of the gale.
Here and there gesticulating men
were trying to make seconding speech
es, but the words were lost. The chair
man of the convention, grim and pale
and wondering just how much damage
this overturn signifled to his personal
interests, nodded recognition to these
speakers and allowed them to waste
their words upon the weller Of mere
sound.
He also recognized other men who
arose. He knew them for Spinney's
adherents and OWNED what they were
trying to say, and, having OWNED 1t,
he was promptly inspired to get in with
the rush of those who were climbing
aboard the band wagon.
He advanced to the edge Of the plat
form and by tossing his arms secured a
moment of silence. He had his own
salvation to look after.
81 am glad, inexpressibly pleased,
that as chairman Of your convention
can now declare myself for General
Weymouth, for the convention has but
one name before 1t. The name of Arba
Spinney has been withdrawn"
When the tumult began again--al-
most delirium this time-David Ev-
erett appeared from the wings, white,
ctr;oEop ovaru IA al N, od NV tho cuddon-
ness with which the prize had been
snatched beyond his reach, driven out
upon the stage by the state committee
like whipped cur forced to perform
his little trick in public. He began TO
speak, but the delegates did not listen.
They knew what he was saying and
were cheering him. Not all Of it was
enthusiasm for General Weymouth,
Men instantly realized that nasty
split in the party had been bridged
Men felt that in this new candidate
both factions had the ownership that
puts one "in right" A united party
could now march to the polls.
The nomination was by reclamation
They came to General Weymouth
where he stood patiently at the door
of his room, the committee appointed
to escort him before the convention
He signaled for them to precede him
His hand was inside the arm of Har
Ian Thornton, and he did not with
draw it even to shake the eager hands
that were outstretched. He walked
upon the stage with the young maj
and, still holding his arm, faced the
hurricane of enthusiasm until it hat
blown itself out.
1t was a breathless hush in which
he spoke.
"Our party, in state convention as
sembled, has today declared for hon
esty.' They did not exactly under
stand, but they gave voice like hound.