The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1913-04-17

business OF getting votes-and learn
ing
Lightnings duties generally consisted
in standing under the shade OF some
tree. white John. volunteer who nj
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 aud 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 hut some
times he found skeptics who asked per
tfnent questions
"Whv should vote for YEP" asked
Dan Criswell. " citizen 81 baldwin
township one evening
John hogan to pn,tcr the stock party
arguments. which carried conviction
neither to the skeptical Criswell nor
Of sudden-to himself lie broke on
abruptly In the middle Of sentence.
AS you say" he laughed uncomfort.
ably. "Why should you vote for me9'
Does sound kind o. foolish. don't I'll
Reckon We won't have nothin TO do
with the tarifr or the single gold stand.
ard ner prosperity neither. The hull
party won't make We git after the law.
breakers II ye're cheek by jowl with
Jim Sheehan an he don't want H.
What | want to know Is are ye honest
or will We take ordersT"
"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. Il
guess I'll vote for ye-this time
can't swaller the hull ticket. though
stomach wouldn't stand II. We look
like ye'd be yer own man. Lesstways.
I'll chance IT,"
And John replied. troubled. 81 won't
! regard that as promise. I'm not
sure that you ought To vote for me"
Another day he met one Sykes. hill
farmer. little. wizened fellow who
looked rs though he had worn himself
out in the struggle TO wiring a living
out OF the steep slopes.
81 amt voting" he said
"well." John laughed cheerfully. "if
! can't get vote IN be content with
Information VIII you tell me why
you won't voter
"well. II We will have Il. Jim Sheehan
nominated ye II ye'd been the right
kind o. man he wouldn't a had nothin'
to do with We. Anybody he's fer. I'm
against ! reflect when he come 10
Piumville. nothin' but n drinkin' bum
An now he's got rich. buildin' bad
streets an roads an tnxin' me heavy
to pay fer II while II keeps me scratch
In to get the intrust on my mortgage
How do ! know he's crooked ! don't
know-I feel II. An I know that no
one gets the nomination le~s'n he says
20. Or Murchell-aD' they're tarred
with the same stick"
Johns face was grave. Then you
ought to vote the opposition ticket I'd
rather you'd do that than not vote al
ALL"
The momentary flicker OF passion
died down whats the user was the
reply. duly given. However I vote
some Teller Ike Sheehan gifts on top"
John sought counsel from his father.
But TO the judge Caesars wife-that is
to say. his party and all things thereto
appertaining was above suspicion: not
question. So he took his trouble TO
ri Cranshawe. the Office visitor to
whom Johns Difference had attracted
Sheehan's attention. a big man. kindly.
shrewd. with wisdom In the raw. lie
listened sympathetlcally as John
poured out his tale
"It's like what Sykes says. II amt
what we know It's what we feel
When Jim Sheehan gifts public con
tract. we feel there's somethin' crook
ed about II When man gifts a nomi-
nation. we feel that he's made some
kind o. deal with Sheehan When we
put up man on our own hook. an
he's nominated which amt often-we
find he's gone over to Sheehan. An
that amt feel. it's know. Jim Shee-
hans represented; we amt. II amt
right
'Then why don't you get together
and fight?"
We've got to live" Cranshawe ans.
wered simply. we don't lay by money
fast enough to keep us without work
In. We amt got the time ner the
trainln' to make good fight against
him. We've got no leader" His eyes.
through the bushy brows. rested with
an almost wistfnl light on the trou-
bled countenance before him. AN
It'd take n large sized man fer the
Job"
John just then felt very small.
He went to Plumville. an ugly,
grimy. bustllng. growing hive Of work
ers, with it's drones too. He had the
key to interpret what he saw. He
was permitted to go through the mills
and meet the men: he came out with
hands blackened from much contact
with their hands aud In the smut he
felt sort OF pride. What he had read
nm tho faruara' hrnwn faaaa no sau