Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1913-04-19

principle he had served. but for q man
whom he bad condemned, Tor IN In
stitution be believed to be wrong. BE
was big enough-or small enough u
you prefer-to resent being cntapulted
into power by the strength Of an0thers
arm. and be was honest enough 90
hate the means be knew must have
been used. He could not exult The
advancement had come too late. The
nery eagerness Of youth was gone.
He longea not for q sword. but for
peace-the peace Of the hills. Of the
growing things. Of the commonplace
from which once be had ned.
A sound. strange Zoe that hour and
place. slowly pierced his abstraction.
He raised his head. startled. listening.
Il was the courthouse bell Another
joined in. and another. until al the
bells Of the town were ringing. The
Iron choral was for hlml
He walked slowly on.
As he rounded the foot OF the knob.
be heard another sound rising to min
gle with the clamor OF the bells
cheering voices he had strong de-
sire to turn back and dee to some hid
Ing place In the hills. but he forced
himself to march forward.
At the northerpmost edge Of the
town be perceived q rapidly limplng
figure. Il was Jeremy Apologize.
Heard ron came out this way.
Jeremy gasped. Fan I wanted to b
frst to tell you. Nominated by accla-
nation at SA5 this afternoon! 1
hain't felt 50 good since Appomattox.s
John. beholding the tears shining n
honest Jeremy's eyes. felt the moisture
rise to his own. His heart leaped
sharply; Il was something to receive.
even II one has not earned. such
loyalty!
Down Main street came Z team
drawing q double seated spriug wagon.
From the wagon descended silent
trio whose handclasp eloquently told
what awkward lips could not phrase.
"Druy into town to git the news Of
the convention RI explained. 'rhey
said ye'd gone out the pike. % We
druv out to fetch ye in. They're wait
I'm for We. conslder'ble excited
They've found out. said Dan Girls.
well dryly. '.all at oncet that ye'rs
great man.
Low I damned the Amnrrican peo-
pie mite too soon.- confessed Sykes.
which caused cranshaws and crisweIl
to laugh.
Gilt in.. commanded ri. .Cone
right along. Jeremy"
They all climbed into the wagon.
John with lips compressed a. n he
faced an ordeal Apd indeed be did
RI was quick to perceive what Jeremy
In the hysteria OF his JOY had over.
looked His great. hairy hand feIl on
Johns knee In tight grip.
II want to say something while GOT
the chaneet guess there's more 10
this than appears to be. Bnt l have
faith In We. John Dunrneade have
faith that ven govern this state 10
the fear Of God and the love OF your
fellow men.
Whatever ye do supplemented
Sykes. -T'Il believe that
"An' so long as we got faith in yea
sc needn't lose faith IN yourself Girls.
well concluded.
John did not answer. He was past
speaking just then and later when hts
townsfoIk acclaimed him.
: At home took place wonder. Judge
Dunmeade. almost forgetting the judi.
cial dignity. slapped John on the back
and exclaimed: my son. this Il hap
by hour. l always knew you would
make your mark
At which Miss Roberta snIffed. But
when she tried to convey Der felicia
lions her tongue refused the unnccns-
toned Office. and she broke away to
prepare a supper that should do justice
to the occasion.
That evening Benton county made
holiday, with torches and bonfires and
fireworks. John made a speech Mt hts
home not much OF speech. II Is true.
but his audience was not hypercritlcaL
It lasted just three minutes Then the
band began to play -Anericn.' For q
little deep hush fen. Then some one
-hter identified as q one legged. hys-
terically happy old soldIer-began TO
sing In a cracked. qiavering voice. |
Something that passed beyond mere
jubilation stirred. With one acrord the
crowd lifted up It's voice and sang.
MY country. lis OF thee
The solemn. stately measures died
away. A young woman under tree ut
the edge Of the crowd discovered un.
ashamed tears eoursing down her
cheeks A last cheer was given. and
the famous celebration passed into
history.
At his window John Dunmeade look
ed with troubled eyes up into the ST
lent. starry night. 1t wis ungenerons
perhaps. but be could not help thinking
of the lean years Of defeat and dIsconr-
agement. And be wondered Was the
hymn still ringing In his ears the woke
Of an abiding passi0n-Or hysteria?