Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1913-11-29

"Oh, he's handled it all right. I'VE
read the rough draft. Takes Con-
over from the very start. Tells
of his boyhood in the yards OF
the c.. q. q X, and how he bullled
and schemed until he got into the
management's offices, the string
of saloons he ran along the route
and the drink-checks he made the
men on his section cash In LOT
LIQUOR at his saloons and all that
Then his career as Alderman, when
he found out beforehand where
the new reservoir LANDS ana City
Hall site were to be, ana his puy.
ing them up, on mortgage anu
clearing his first big pile. Anu
that deal he worked In bearing
the G. G. a. Y. stock at $1.10, and
gearing everyone out ana scoop
ing the pot; that's brought III,
too. And he's got tn estory OF
Conover's gradually working the
railroad against the State and
the State against the road, till he
had a tnroaL grip on both, and"
AWAIT a moment" interrupted
Standisn. lis all the sketch made
up of tnat sort OF thing?
"Most of il. Coca, red-hot-
ut must be done all over, then.
We are not digging up Conovers
personal pste, put ms ID
fluence on the State and
on the Democratic Party.
Pm not swinging the muckrake or
flinging dirt at my opponent. mat
sort OF vituperatlon-"
"But it's not stuff, 1 tell you,
that sort of literature! 1t helps
lot. You can't hope to win IL
you wear kid gloves in a game
like this.
"What's the use arguing? said
Standlsn pleasantly. II inc
League was rasn enough to choose
me TO represent il, then the
League must puC up with my pecu-
liarluea And / don't ntend 10
rise to the Capitol on any muo
piles. If you can show me now
ConoVers early frauds ana MS
general crookedness AFFECT the Is
sues OF the campaign, then III give
YOU leave TO publish his Wnole
biography. But ill then lets run
clean, snant we?
wCleanp' echoed Ausef aghast
DIVE been in this business a maj,
ter of twenty-five years, ana
never vet heard of a victory Won
by drawing-room methods. but
have your own way. / suppose
YOU know, though, that theyli
rake up every lie and slur agalnsl
YOU they can get their hanus ohF
81 suppose SO. But that won
affect the general issue either.
Won don't seem to realize, Ansel,
that this isn't the ordinary rou-
tine campaign. It's an effort 10
throw Oft Boss rule and TO Tree
State. Politics and personalities
don't enter into il Ia ali. IA as
soon have run on the Repupllcan
as the Democratic ticket IL IL
weren't that the Republican party
in this State is virtually ueau.
The Democratic nominee for gov
ernor in toe Mountain State Is
practically the goNerhor-elec'
That is why /"
"Excuse me, Mr.. Standish,' SAID
a clerk, entering from the outer
office, "Mr. Conover would like a
word with you.'
The committee stared at one an
other, unbelieving; -,
~H'm p' remarked Ansel, break
ing the silence of surprise, u
guess the campaigns on in earn,
est, all right. Shall you see himT
eyes. Show him in, please,
Gardner"
Gle SAYS, sir, he wants to speak
with you alone" added the clerk.
"Tell him the Leagues commit
tee are in session, and that ne
must say whatever he has TO say
in their presence"
The clerk retired and reappear-
ed a few moments later, usher-
ing in-Gerald Conover.
grunt of disappointment from
Ansel was the first sound thal
greeted the long youth as he
paused irresolute just inside the
committee-room door
"Good-morning, Gerald SAID
Standish, rising to greet the un-
expected visitor; "we thought IL
was your father who"
mo. And he didn't send me
here. either" blurted out Gerald.
His pasty face was still twitchlng,
and his usually immaculate collar
awry from the recent paternal IN
terview.
81 came here on my own ac-
count" he went on, with the
peevish wrath of a child. u
came here to tell you | swing
over a hundred votes. Maybe a
hundred more. My father says SO
himself. And I've come to JON
your League"
A gasp of amazement ran around
the table. Then, with a crow OF
delight, Ansel sprang up.
"Great!r he shouted. "His son
It's good for more votes than you
know, Standish! Why, man, it's q
bonanza! When even mans
own son can't"
Standish cut him short.
care you drunk, Gerald" he
%No, Pm mott" vociferated the
lad %pm dead cold sober, and
I'm doing this with my eyes open
/ want TO join your League, and
I'll work like dog for your cleo
ton"
"But why? You and l have never
been especially good friends. You've
never shown any interest in politics
or ref" =, IN,
"Well, / will now, you bet! III
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