Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1913-04-18

Nlnrey viii get the sold vote always
controlled by the machine, and they're
working Ia divide the rest betV cen
sri, hlaud. l. a~ou and Sanford. sir
I'm Ice rtcyuaiiy condemned, i, L
yoriferafed Colonel 1odhunter, IF I'd
ha' rl.eyed either lamp Judson or
jim sanford would lend themselves to
such game, sub ! hate to thin6 il
of 'em now. even on your say So
IT isn't my say so. colonel. It's the
cold facts" replied Dick Cantrill.
hudson and Sanford both entered the
race within tNentvfour hours after
Colonel Strickland announced his can
didacy down there in st. Louis. They
know they haven't got the ghost of
show for the nomination. All they're
working for is to get solid with the old
jefferson city RIM by helping to defeat
Colonel strickland I'd he willing to
bet that their campaign expenses down
to the last dollar on the last day will
be paid by Yancey's campaign man
ayers, SIR
Colonel Todhunter looked at the
speaker indignantly. And you're
a-Scttin there ca'my. subj" he inquir-
ed. "knowm these things and not NOV
in a finger to expose their game"
"Colonel." replied Dick Cantrill,
laughter in his eyes. don't you be I'M
easy I've got my end of the fight
started At the proper moment, and
that moment isn't far off. you'll see
IIamp Judson and Judge Sanford
of the Blades whip. sir. I'll make 'em
the two sickest men in Missouri be-
fore I'm through with EN-"
THAT sounds like businessw cried
Colonel Todhunter. much relieved.
Give il 10 EN- good and hard. Dick"
A little later. crossing the town
square. Colonel Todhunter held COIN
sci with himself.
"Well. subj" he said. 1.-THE owner OF
a newspaper ought to flop down on his
marrowbones every night and pray.
Our Father, deliver us from tempta-
ton lie can help or hurt crooked
men more'n any other one influence.
and they know it. He sure must have
a hard fight to keep straight. The
longer he stays virtuous the more
they're willin' to ply for him. I'm
glad | amt in the business, sub. Old
Satan's got grip holds enough on me
as it Is"
The colonel was still deep in phil
I, fl,ny hnIf
way across the town square. when he
was interrupted by genial hail.
"Howdy, Kunn1 Todhunter; howdy,
sub. You sho'ly amt gwine walk right
p'intedly pas me 'thout sayin' howdy
to you old Ant Mirandy, is yo'. subj"
The speaker was fat, gray wooled
black woman. festively arrayed in a
gaudy calico dress, bandanna hand
kerchief knotted around her head like
turban, big market basket on her
arm. s
well, well, Aunt \ .ndyv' return
Ell the colonel. II ain .een you for SC
long that l reckon wouldn't ha
known you anyway, you're lOokin' SO
peart and gayly. How are you, Miriam.
dy, and how's that no count husband
Of your'n?"
The ancient negress cackled joyously
II tell yo' de gospel trufe, Kunn'l Tod
hunter, and I shO ain tellin' you nc
lies-dat ar wufess ole man O. mine
am sutt'nly mighty trifin', sub. He
gittin' wuss'n wuss ever day, too. kun
nj. Whut you reckon done happ'n tc
him now. sub? Well, jes gwine tel
yO'. Dat ole Jed been out fishin' an
come traipsin back home wild de roo
MATHS, sub, an layin' fat on he bach
gruntin' an groanin' lax he gwine die
ever mint, suh!'
you're too easy on him, Mirandy
That's the trouble" laughed the colo
mel. you ought to take broomsticl
and wallop him till he amt too PROUD
to work, the old rascal! Quit cOOkin
such good vittles for him. Miandy, an(
let him go hungry for awhile.
Old Mirandy rolled her eyes heaven
ward. "KunnI Todhunter." she CUR
gled, II jes' nachully KANT do dat, sub
'Tain't dat ole Jed don't serve it. kas,
he do. but he sho kin put up SIGH a pc
mOuf, sub! He's de mos mizzabul mig
ger on ENTITY stummuck, sub, dat
amt got de heart to fuse him when HI
say he hungry. Dass de fac, kunn'l-
jes' amt got de heart, suh"
well. but. good Lord, Mrandy, yol
must be put to it mighty hard to 'tent
to your washin' and look after tina
tritlin' old scoundrel at the same timer
} II sho' is. kunnl. | amt nebber hat
no baby what's mo- trubble'n dat a
old Jed. Whuss | dom now, sub, bu
rubin dat ole fools j'ints wild lini
, ment whilst oughter be right at m.
, washtub all my time, sub? tell you
sub, got to scrabble fo libbin
wuss'n a scratchin' hen desc heal
days. subj"
where are you livin' now, Miriam
> dy?"
] "Whah l libbin'? Whah libbin
b. Well, now, sub, mos shame TO- to tel
you, sub, but men ole Jed is jes
a-squattin down yander in 'serte'
, cabin whut WIZ am'ty IN do RIac