The Republican journal., 1913-10-16
South Mcntville Club.
The Dale Annual Reunion.

HiiH, 1Ai'aAS'' AsOiiS1 4NnRlC0 anu III
braltar, to attend this meeting. He was
rather dumpy at the Prescott reunion in
The afternoon, stating that the change
from Greek air to that of our harsh eli
mate had left his voice but grease snot,
but it wasn't smooth enough for that.
It was as rough as new broken pasture
ground before the stumps and stones
turned every which way have been clear
ed off; but he came into this Dale meet
ing resolved to blow his horn, if it sound
ed like fog horn. Bless you, though,
there was no fog. The day and the
night were as clear as bell. Friday
afternoon they brought him overland to
the summit of old Moody Mountain,
where to the minute he was met by one
of the livery teams of Charles S. Adams,
the Duke of the Mills, driven by Mrs E.
A. Dinslow, cousin of the old Chief, don t
you know? But, but, but it was remark
ed to him all the way that storm was
brewing, though he said: mo, only a
little sou'-wester that will be all blown
out before Saturday afternoon" and as
usual he was right. He says the wealth
er was ordered for the meeting, and
he'll stand all sorts of arguments, but no
contradiction on weather, for he always
produces the article in proof.
said some didn't seem to think the
Chief would come this time. They stray
gled along to the hall up to s o'clock,
when it got filled so they had to bring in
more seats. Bad habit, though, getting
in so late The Chief was really there
at I. then went out to stroll and muse in
the dark among the fitting shadows of
his boyhood, reporting at the meeting
when he knew the folks had got there.
Mrs Conner and Mrs. Howes brought
lovely flowers and decorated the stand on
the platform; but, heavens, the old Chief
had no notion of being put to roost up
there. He shrewdly shelved the ancient
and honorable Secretary, Marquis B. F.
Knowles, there, but posted himself at
a little stand down on the common level;
the Banneret, the iilustrious Sage of the
Quantabacook, being on his left and the
voting population to front and right, IN
the main. Rough as was his voice, his
political manipulation was rightly la
belled grease. He opened the meeting
by stating that some one had telephoned
in the afternoon from away over on his
native hills in Searsmont, asking if they
could attend the Phillips meeting that
evening He further said he had just
come from Prescott meeting, of which
name on his mothers side he was proud,
but that if all those present were of his
Phillips descent, then he was of all men
the most to be envied. He insisted, how
ever, in the assertion that this was TO be
the annual meeting of the Boguesdale
Clan.
The ancient Secretary read the records
Of the last meeting, and they passed
without much pickering. Elections came
or with lots of pickering. The air was
full of it, The Chief didn't seem to
mind it. His voice got stronger, if any
thing, SAID he vas not a candidate for
Chief for the 24th year, but believed
that if he should cha to get elected,
he would take it. Then he asked if there
was any objection. Then the Treasurer
said there was objection. What was it?
Time for change after % years. Two
dukes and a knight got bold on hearing
that outspoken comment, but they
weren't candidates. oh, no. They were
only entenglers. They opened the ar
canum doors back of the stage, and got
out ropes, and actually snarled the
chiefs legs up in them. He let it go so,
knowing right well it would win him the
sympathy of the suffragists, or more
particularly of the suffragettes. Then he
appealed to the secretary to say if he
was candidate. He said "No." Then
the Chief with grea show of magnanim-
ity nominated the Secretary for Chief
Then he asked the Secretary if he
wouldn't return the compliment and
UOuliiI dlS IiIiIl AAiCl IOl llc ItIu Lille
Knowles, with all the frankness of his
late grandfather, Benjamin Brooks, said
"No!"-just what the Chief wanted. and
he then knew he was winner, and
kicked off the snarl of ropes. Then the
Treasurer seemed to want to square
himself with the voters, for he saw the
storm coming. and wanled to nominate
the Chief. The Chief said he didn't so
want; that it was the worst that could
happen to him, Their it was decreed that
no resort should be had this year to COM
mittee 'fixings." but that election
should be by direct vote of the men,
bers. Then the Chief put the question
on the candidacy Of the Secretary for
President. Result, no vote. The Chief
held up both hands ir wonder and asked
the Secretary if he felt bad across the
chest Answer, NO" Then the Treas
urer put the question On the candidacy of
the Chief. Result, general acclaim,
duke and knight doubling, and making
the point that no election had been de-
clared. Thereat the Chief said he de-