Charlevoix county herald., 1913-11-15

| his way among the tables to where
she sat.
How'd it go?' he asked. at
seemed to take EN-
81 think it did" she replied,
noting the flush on his cheek and
the Brightness of his gaze and
wondering tnereat.
"Wasn't too long to hold their
INTEREST,""
"No. They seemed interested
"You think SOP Good Do you
know, if I'd had time to think, I'd
ratner have made fifty campaign
speeches than that one. Pa have
been ratified to death. But it was
easier tnan any speech l ever
made. Good climax, en-, that an
nouncement?"
"How long ago did you make up
your mind t. run for GOVERNOR
"Think it's queer that, as my
secretary, you hadn't heard of it?
We'll, I'll tell you. | decided il
Just about seven minutes ago. 1t
came to me like a flash, plump in
the middle of my speech. 1 figger-
ed out all at once that if there
was any flaw in my plans SO far,
the goVernorship was dead sure to
cinch me in society. Folks'll think
twice before they turn up their
noses at governor. 1t came as
an inspiration. A genuine bunch.
never have one of them but
what it wins. Why, when
"But can you ge1 the nomina-
tion?"
Can l get it? Can 1 get it?
Say, Miss Lanier, haven you
learned yet that there isn't a
thing in the city of Granite or in
the Mountain State that Calico Con-
over, Railroader, can't get it if be
wants it bad enough. Tonight
ought to have showed you that.
Why, with the legislature and
every newspaper, and .the rail-
road system and every decent
state JOB right here safe between
my fingers, all I've got to do is
to turn the wheel, and the little
ball will drop into the govern
or's chair ali right, all right"
The girls big Drown eyes were
vaguely troubled. The reserve
haDitual to her when in her en-
ployer's society deepened. She
thought of Give Standish and his
inspirations. What would Le-
come of the young lawyers al
ready desperate nope, now that
the Boss nimself--and not some
mere puppet of the latter's-was
to be mis- opponent?
- es,' reiterated ConoYer, as he
prepared to return to his own
table. ut was an Inspiration. And
an ounce of inspiration discounts
hali-ton of any other commod-
ity that ever passed over the
counter"
"Wnat was it like?" rhapsodized
Billy Shelvin at a. m, as he SaZ-
ed lOitily upon a semicircie OF
humber querists in the back room
of Kerrigans saloon. 1T was
like the King OF England an one
OF them Fashion Joinals an lake
of S4-a-bot.le suds, all mixed with
a Letter Carriers Ball on the side.
And"-he added, in "A glow OF
divine memories-"l was ace-high
with the biggest of the push. II
| hadn't a'been, would the Van
Alstyne dame a stood for it so
civil when / treads on the train
of her Sunday regalia and rips a.
bout ten yards of the fancy tat
ting off'n ito"
"What was it like?" echoed Mrs.
Greer to a query of one of her
daughters who had sat up to a
wait the parental Homecoming. at
was something clear outside the
scriptual prohibition of swearing.
For it was like nothing in 'the
heavens above, or the earth be-
Leatn, or the waters under the
EARTH"
"What was it like?" thought
Give Standish drowsily as he fell
asleep. GA dozen people are GER
tain to ask me that tomorrow.
It's.-her-her-eyes have that
same old queer way-of making me
feel as if-I were in church"