Bisbee daily review., 1913-08-06

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 well, we didn't walt for you to sug gest it." retorted Neligan. We aren't corporation law-contortionists. per haps. but we've got few grains of gray matter left. ThEe the first stunt we tried. We put good men on the case to look up Stsndish's record--to find one break that We could hang story on"
 "Wen?"
 "well. from their reports. Standish seems to have led life that would make Saint Anthony and Sir Galahad and the Pilgrim fathers look like a bunch of soused Tenderloin rounders,"
 You're sure your men left nothing uncovered7"
 DO you think we'd overlook any. thing when the whole game hangs on itg7 tay
 That's right, Van Dyke" supple rlented Gregg. We've been over Standish's record with a microscope. He's cost us enough to make the seoreh mighty careful Even if you 7oat give us credit for sense enough tg probe the business. youll have to allew that Mark Robertson's no fool Ard Robertson's moved heaven and lell to get something on Standlsh. But ne cart: Robertsons got more at -.eks than any of us. If Standish licks i,,, lp this fight and gets the speaker, ebiv itn Il cost Mark Robertson more tan most people could understand. 'sifrsspect and ambition and future a1d'
 II sure will" agreed Neligan. Let's Fce-it must be close on five years, r-T hat Standish and Robertson h1 been at each others threats Five -eare-no, six. Ever since Robertson -a1 for governor and Standish dug ID Hat smelly franchise deal against h'r Robertsou's had it in for him errr since.'
 Just when I'm all loaded up to the g.ards with perfectly good stock that will go to pieces like card house when the bill fails!" walled Gregg.
 "Cut out the whinei" ordered Neil. sen You aren't the only man who's bsuSht stock that Standish will turn into waste paper. Oh, that man Stand ishl He's got the country running rfter him like a flock of hens after the farmer at feeding-time. They think hie private life's got Saint Peter and Anthony Comstock lashed to the mast azd that his politics are so pure they'c make Abraham Lincoln feel like a
 I.E. blcodless saint. don't believe he ever 50 much as squeezed a woman's hand ln ffs life or swigged anything stronger than sarsaparilla. How are we going to get the hooks into a fel- low like that?'
 q don't know howl" fiared Van Dyke. But it's Jim Biake's business to know He was supposed to be run ming the house and holding our men together. Whats Jim been doing 10 let things get away from him like this?"
 "Ah, can h!" snsrled Neligan, at once up in arms In defense of his edored leader. Throw the blame all over the shop if you've got to. Rub it into our hair. But don't spill any of 1t on Jim Blake. Tell me this, before you hand out any more kindly criti- cisms: Did Jim ever lose a trick that any mortal man could have taken Did ne? Isn't he the best house lead CT the organization ever had? Hasn't he put you people into the way of grabbing millions?"
 Cool on. NeIigan,' laughed Van Dyke. Why. good lord, Tim, think ! as much of Jim Blake as you do. He's splendid upright man and He is not!" fiercely contradicted NeligaH. Hes a grafter And every body knows it. But, by the powers ee's the very best grafter in the bust ness. And. what's more, he's my { friend. 'f'And--"
 | And the best way to show we agree on at least enc thing" said Van Dyke ! rising and laying a hand on each oi bis companions shoulder, lis to ad | journ to the bar and see what effect three or four cocktails will have on. the ! department of the interior. Come along. We can leave word to be sent for when Jim comes in"
 Having thus calmed the storm -lr