The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1913-09-13
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throwing his strength to Carroll in !.
the First, provided the colonel would |
withdraw his opposition. He prided |
himself on being a man who harbored |
no resentments. So he sent Dan
Ford. his private secretary, to open
negotiations for peace.
The colonel had recognized the
coming of the heat by DOMINIC his
suit of linen, with a red tie at his
throat to give the touch OF color he
always loved, and he had got out hiS
broad-leaved Panama hat for its
fifteenth season. Ford found him
seated In the leather chair, swinging
one thin leg over the other, his white
hose wrinkling over his low shoes,
telling Carroll how Grant came to
Springfield from Galena seeking
commission in the army. Ford diplo-
matically preached the subject of
conference between the colonel and
the senator. The colonel heard him
to the end, but said nothing. His
mustache simply lifted a little with
the curl of his lip. Ford was evident
ly disappointed.
Have you any reply?" he asked, ''or
any message?
YES" said the colonel. and his
| gray eyes flashed under his shaggy
brows. Present my compliments to
Senator Warren, and tell him that If
he ever presumes 10 speak to me
again in all his life, I'll slap his face,
and if he resents 1t. I'll kill him."
Ford turned to bow, and the colonel,
turning to Carroll, said:
las | was saying. General Palmer
happened to go into the adjutantgen-
erals Office and saw Grant smoking
a corn-cob pipe and working away on
muster rolls at a broken table
propped up in one corner of the room
The old forage cap he had worn in
the Mexican war was lying on the
table. 1t was the only hat he had in
those days"
The next morning an interview
with Warren appeared in all the pa
pers.
Il would prefer" the senator was
reported as saying, ito retire to pri-
vate life and resume my interrupted
law practice, If | were not compelled
to seek vindication by the bushwack
irg of this doting old migrate, who
disappointed in his attempts to
monopolize patronage that belongs tc
patriotic party workers. now skulks
: behind the sympathy his years and
, infirmities excite, to wage a guerrilla
i warfare"
!. The colonel read the interview a
breakfast. He sat at the table will
a one paper propped up before him ant
l four others beside his plate, his eye
glasses on his nose, and ate his oat
meal and his beefsteak and his boiled
5 eggs just as he did on every morning
s. of the year. Then he drank the ha
e cup of coffee that he always reserved
8 with it's cream slowly coagulating a
o the surface, for the end of his mea
e because it was cooler then, laid hi
napkin down and shuffled slowly out.
? Half an hour later a man stoppe
by his chair in the lobby and sal
j. something to the colonel that mad
him drop his paper, and look up owe
e his eyeglasses with a scoyl. Til
s. man was known as Birdy Quinn, an
t. he had lost his job in the water offic
10 the week before, because Ware
y wished to make room for a fellow VIII
d could deliver more votes at the con
le ing primaries than Birdy could.
r Are you sure?" the colonel asket
70 Sure! Isn't it all over the war
DC this morning."
ID You're sure that Pat Gibbons col
Is scented to run as Warren's candidat
Re for state senator in the First di
N trict against Carroll-after promisin
ID me-me?" He bent his brows angril
N and pointed with long iorefnger ;
lie his own breast.
lie We'll, hell's bells!" said Quinn
lie Wasn't Baldwin working with hi
Is half the night?"
F" The colonel took his glasses frol
his nose and swinging them by the
Mt heavy cord, blinked with his old eye
e. at the square of sunlight blazing
e. the Clark street entrance. aero!
n, which, as on a wildly illuminate
Is screen, the crowds on the sidewal
ne fitted like trembling figures in
as kinetoscope. Presently he lifted hir
e. self heavily from his chair and gat
IS cred up his newspapers and his site
ne We'll. Birdy," he said YEARLY,
OF guess I've got one more fight left
me-"
NC Most men thought 1t was Warren
g. interview that caused the colonel
consent at last to lead the opposite
% against him, though some said it W;
u but the fascination of politics, whi'
IL is like the fascination of the sea,
nc that a man who follows 1t once mu
= follow i: till he dies.
~ Il never thought I'd live to see Il
az day when I'd be glad to find the o
mans chair empty" said Eph Har
Nv ness of Macoupin that afternoon. I
had come up from Carlinville in l
Spouse to telegram from the colon
he and having registered, and given /
he bag and linen buster to a bell-bC
of was removing his big felt hat to m
OF his wet brow.
Ak I'm afraid he won't be able
m stand the strain of a campaign" ga
a Carroll.
ep Stand the strain! Him." I
'ur claimed Hardness. Why, he'll
M auva and drawing nav when they